#tanaka x black fem!reader

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

—𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗄𝖺

`𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘯𝘢 𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘺?’

♧↝𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 ♤↝𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍 ♡↝𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 ♢↝𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄

…𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗎𝖾 𝗅𝗎𝗏💙

#tanaka masterlist #tanaka x black!reader #tanaka x black fem!reader

[romeavecryst]

Never let them know your next move˖ ࣪⊹

Summary: them kissing up on you then they do the unspeakable

Characters; bokuto, kuroo, tanaka

Warnings: chaos, cursing, play fighting, kissing, little hot n sweaty. Not proofread! Touchy grabby boys what can I say.. fem!reader

.˚₊‧ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ‧₊˚.

BOKUTO

☆ “your being mean baby..” he whined, ko had been loving up on you for the past fifteen minutes. You’ve only been ignoring him because you were working on school work. “I’ll give you attention in a minute ko.” You hummed.

His dramatic sighs causing you to laugh. It wasn’t like you never payed attention to him it just happens to be kniw when wants it the most. Acting like a puppy who’s deprived. He watched his head resting on your shoulder his eyes wondering your fingers that typed on the keyboard.

How could you ignore him he thought, “you hate me..” he muttered his lips kissing your shoulder. “With everything in my body.” You smiled, feeling his lips travel up your shoulder. His large hands squeezing your hips. “Jus’ want you to love on me.. wanna feel you on me..” he whispered, his tone seductive.

You bit your lip a tingle forming in the pit of your stomach “Ko-“

“AHH!” You yelled, feeling the wettest of his tongue like the side of your face. It wasn’t even small teasing he licked the whole side of your face, quickly pushing himself back knowing your were about to fight.

“You’re fucking kidding me” you laughed discarding your lap top going after him, a fat smile on his face as he grabed your arms pining you down. “Koutaro! Let go of me..” you groaned his big arms holding you against him.

“Nope! I’ve got you now!”

KUROO

☆ His eyes watched you as you wondered around your room, your body pacing impatiently. Kuroo had come over as you were cleaning your room, bad timing yes but he wanted to see you. He wanted a danm nap but you just had to be set on cleaning your room. “UGH!! we can clean it later baby! For the love of god come over to me.” He fake cried sprawling out on you bed.

He watched as you rolled your eyes in the mirror of your vanity, you focused going back on organizing the drawers. He huffed pushing off your bed you watched as he walked up behind you.

“Let me finish I don’t even have that much to do..” you whined feeling his cold hands go under your shirt. “Tetsu my parents are home.” He nodded taking in what you said.

His hands cupping your Boobs over your bra fondling them you felt him smile on the nape of your neck, him enjoying himself. Yet when he looked in the mirror you practically ignored him, though the heat radiating of your face spoke other wise. “Just come lay down with me.” He squeezed a bit tighter.

A pleasant little groan leaving your lips caused him to chuckle mischievously. His lips starting kissing your face a small smile appeared on your face as he did so. But the moment was to nice..

“YOU DID NOT!” You yelled the feeling of your boyfriend letting go of you quickly.

Turning around he was laughing, laughing his ass off. He had licked you!

“AHH BABY PLEASE I WAS JUST JOSHING!”he yelled as you ran at him.

A fit of giggles coming from him as you whipped your wet face against his, “no!” He cried out.

“That what you get motherfucker,” you spoke quickly licking him back after.

“What going on?” The sound of your fathers voice spoke, him witnessing you beating your boyfriend your body on top of him.

“Never mind.. I don’t even wanna know..” he groaned.

TANAKA

☆ Let’s be honest you’d kind be used to it with him. But in this case you were not!

You two where out with his family at dinenr his family sitting around you, two talking amongst themselves. Tanaka was not afraid to kiss up on you in front of his family as nervous as it made you he loved doing it. His lips kissing your hand as you told him to stop “Ryu your grandmother is staring at us.” You whined.

His grandma was in fact staring a smile on her face as she watched her grandson love on you, “you’re so beautiful, I can’t keep to myself.” He said his head falling on your shoulder his lips still kissing on your fingers.

He was normaly very lovey dovey on you but there was just this feeling, you knew something was about to happen you could feel it. And it did happen.

Ryu licking the back of you hand. The back of you hand quickly meeting his mouth popping him. “Ryu! Fu- nasty!”

A heavy laugh left him as you beat on him, his family watching in amusement as you beat on him, “Licking me really! And I knew it was gonna happen!” You spoke is a hushed yell.

“Ahh! Please mercy, baby mercy!!” He yelled dramatically falling into his sisters side for protection just for her to gang up on him as-well.

“Please guys I couldn’t help myself.”he spoke putting a fake frown on his face.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu fluff #x black fem reader #haikyuu #bokuto x reader #bokuto koutarou #haikyuu bokuto #hq bokuto #bokuto koutaro x reader #bokuto fluff #bokuto x you #kurro tetsuro #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo tetsuro x reader #haikyuu kuroo #tetsurou kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x you #tanaka x fem!reader #tanaka ryunosuke x reader #tanaka ryuunosuke #tanaka x reader #hq tanaka #ryuunosuke tanaka #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyu x reader

[tvgals]

‘ IM GON BE THAT BITCH TODAY AND STILL GON BE THAT BITCH TMRW, BITCH. ‘

drugstore owner! tanaka x black! fem! reader <3

cw- black fem reader, tanaka is infatuated with you ! also the smuttiest of smut

as the girlfriend of a drugstore owner, you’d think you would get stuff for free right? wrong ! tanaka is very stingy, even when it comes to his pretty girl.

“but babyyyyy,” you whine, caressing tanaka’s chest in persuasion, “just one bottle of patron won’t hurt nobody! pleaseee!” your acrylics slowly raising up to his shaved head. “nope. sorry, mamas. payin’ customers only.” he rejects, pulling you closer to him by your waist. “ryuuuuu’ baby please! i jus’ wanna have fun with my friends tonight! i swear i’ll pay you back anyway i can!” you say, eyes practically shattering the plastics that make up the lenses in your square eyeglasses

“mmmm…anyway, yeah?” he asks, cocking a brow. “anyway!” you promise, kissing his cheek. “alright. go take a bottle. have fun mama.” he tells you, kissing your forehead. “thank you baby!” and with that, you run into the aisle that withheld all of the alcohol, and you take a bottle of patron, waving one last goodbye to your boyfriend behind the counter and you walk out.

you make it to your car, trying to pick up your pace due to the cold eating at your arms and legs. you make it to your car and plug the keys into the engine, shuddering due to the cold. you look to your right and see tanaka’s hoodie. you shrug and put it on, the fleece that was sewn into the hoodie helping your body temperature. once you were fully settled into your car, you call your friend and put her on speaker phone.

“heyyyy! you on yo’ way?”

“yeah, i’m just now leavin’ though. i’ll be there in like 10 minutes.”

“you got the patron?”

“duh. ryu gave it to me for free.” you brag.

“girl i wish my man got me stuff for free. aight i’ll see you later.”

“bye.”

and with that, you hung up the phone. down the street and around two corners from tanaka’s store. you hear a ding on your phone. you pick it up and pause the music previously playing on your aux, due to the fact tanaka sent a video.

< 61 bald bitch 🫶🏾

you should see what ur missin out on mama

*1 attachment*

you click it, already guessing what it was. the stereo that was previously playing city girls was taken over by the sounds of the pre-cum that was slathered over tanaka’s tip and the sounds he made due to it.

‘miss ya so much mama..’

‘can’t wait for ya to come back..need ya so bad..’

you practically type at what can be only classified as lightning speed,

god dammit ryunosuke. give me five minutes.

and with that, you swerve your car back around and hit those two corners once again and race down the street. parking sloppily once you get there. just from the lobby of the store, you can hear your boyfriends heavy breathing and his light whimpers. “dammit dammit..” he whines, throwing his head back. you march to the work room and see tanaka in the midst of his ecstasy. “you’re such a fuckin’ asshole.” you murmur, a snarl on your face. “yeah huh…enough of a….shit…enough of an asshole to come back?” he chuckles.

i’ll come back in like two hours when i get more motivation to finish this i apologize

#black reader #ilovemyfollowers #ilysm <3 #anime #being black #blkshoyo #writing is my therapy #black writers #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu bokuto #haikyuu x black reader #haikyuu #haikyu smut #tanaka x reader #tanaka x y/n #tanaka x black reader #drugstore owner! tanaka has me in shambles #ugh i love him

[moving-accounts2112]

Gundham Tanaka x Sassy Fem!Reader

Y/N was walking outside of her room when she heard humming from one of the other rooms. She got intrigued and headed towards the sound. Before she knew it, she stood at Gundham's door. She didn't know much about him. The only thing she could see was his cold exterior, and yet she always suspected there was more to this bold man. That, and her assumption that his large eye scar was makeup. Y/N sat there listening to Gundham's soft and romantic serenade and felt sad no one was there to hear his song. She eventually swooned and started to walk away from his door, muttering "Damn, Gundham...".

"Yes, Y/N?", she heard behind her. Her breath hitched as she turned around, seeing his intimidating appearance. His eyes were grey and his scar was smudged, proving her assumption was correct. His hair lacked the gel that usually held it up and fell around his face, framing it beautifully. She started stuttering, his smirk throwing her off. "Take your time, mortal.", he quietly said. Y/N rolled her eyes, saying "I'm sorry, alright? I heard-". "You heard my singing voice.", he interrupted. "You thought it was so beautiful, you just had to stop and listen?", he said with a chuckle. She glared at him, responding "Alright, you smug dick.". Gundham laughed and held his chest, making her look down and realize he was wearing a robe. It had black lace and the robe itself was dark purple, the same shade as his scarf. She blushed and looked back at him, making him smirk. "I'm wearing clothes, what is so worthy of blushing?", he asked. Y/N glanced away from him, saying "Sorry... I've never really seen anyone like this.". "What, in a robe?" he again asked, slightly laughing. "Look, dude. I didn't mean to interrupt your serenading, so can I leave now?". Gundham shrugged, saying "If you want to. But of course, I could use someone to serenade.". Y/N turned away while flushed, only for his cold hand to meet her chin, pushing it up. He moved, almost gliding closer to her, his enchanting charm encasing her. She almost turned to putty in his arms, happily sighing. He started to move closer to her face, she could smell his cologne. Eventually, their noses began to touch, and their lips almost met. But it was at this point she slipped out from between his arms, glaring at him.

"Your little magic aura isn't gonna work on me, Tanaka.". Gundham leaned onto the doorframe, smirking and responding "Really? Correct me if I assumed incorrectly, but it seems to me it almost did.". She rolled her eyes as she began to walk away, to which he lightly tugged her arm. "You won't at least grant me one kiss?", he asked, his voice low and soft. She sighed, looking back at his sad expression. As she moved closer, his expression broke and he smiled. "I know you're faking. Oh, screw it!", Y/N said, pulling Gundham closer to her. Their eyes locked, inspecting everything about each other's faces. Not looking at the flaws, but the perfections. The two's lips met as Gundham sighed into the kiss. He broke the kiss as he cupped her face with his hands, almost whispering his next words. "Oh, my dear sweet mortal... You are but a low astral being. Please, Y/N. Come with me to see the wonders of the universe together. We shall survive, and leave this awful place... This killing game. You and I, Gundham Tanaka and his dark queen shall rule the world!".

#danganronpa 2 #danganronpa #gundham tanaka #gundham tanaka x reader #fluff

[rotten1angel]

masterlist

requests → open!

hazbin hotel

— lucifer morningstar

after you have a bad day headcanons & drabble, gn!reader

death and sin headcanons, death!gn!reader

— adam

hopeless romantic!reader headcanons, gn!reader

emo angel headcanons, fem!emo!angel!reader

— alastor

nothing yet

— vox

after you have a bad day headcanons & drabble, gn!reader

— velvette

nothing yet

— angel dust

nothing yet

— husk

nothing yet

marauders

— james potter

press 0.6k words, fem!reader, rugby!james

— sirius black

slytherin sweetheart 5.7k words, fem!malfoy!reader

short and sweet 0.6k words, fem!reader

— remus lupin

safely in his arms 0.6k words, fem!reader

sweet kisses 0.5k words, fem!reader

— lily evans

nothing yet

— marlene mckinnon

nothing yet

— severus snape

nothing yet

— regulus black

nothing yet

— evan rosier

nothing yet

— wolfstar x reader

nothing yet

golden trio

— harry potter

nothing yet

— ron weasley

how you get the girl 0.3k words, fem!reader

mistletoe 0.7k words, fem!reader

— draco malfoy

nothing yet

— neville longbottom

nothing yet

— ginny weasley

nothing yet

— luna lovegood

nothing yet

— pansy parkinson

nothing yet

— theodore nott

nothing yet

— fred weasley

nothing yet

— george weasley

nothing yet

— cedric diggory

nothing yet

criminal minds

— spencer reid

nothing yet

— derek morgan

nothing yet

— aaron hotchner

nothing yet

bnha

— hitoshi shinsou

promises 0.5k words, fem!reader

— katsuki bakugo

nothing yet

— denki kaminari

nothing yet

— hanta sero

nothing yet

haikyuu

— shoyo hinata

nothing yet

— tobio kageyama

nothing yet

— tadashi yamaguchi

nothing yet

— kei tsukishima

nothing yet

— ryunosuke tanaka

nothing yet

— yu nishinoya

nothing yet

— koushi sugawara

pre!bf & bf!suga thoughts headcanons, gn!reader

— daichi sawamura

nothing yet

— asahi azumane

nothing yet

— hajime iwaizumi

nothing yet

— issei matsukawa

nothing yet

— takahiro hanamaki

nothing yet

— kentaro kyotani

nothing yet

— akira kunimi

nothing yet

— tetsuro kuroo

nothing yet

— kenma kozume

nothing yet

— morisuke yaku

nothing yet

— lev haiba

nothing yet

— kotaro bokuto

nothing yet

— akinori konoha

nothing yet

— keiji akaashi

bringing his daughter to work 0.4k words, fem!reader

— satori tendo

nothing yet

— eita semi

nothing yet

— atsumu miya

black jackals meeting his gf! 0.4k words, fem!reader

atsumu & freckled s/o! imagine, gn!reader

— osamu miya

nothing yet

— rintaro suna

nothing yet

— shinsuke kita

nothing yet

— kiyoomi sakusa

nothing yet

— motoya komori

nothing yet

— sachiro hirugami

nothing yet

avatar (twow)

— neteyam sully

nothing yet

— lo’ak sully

your hands 0.3k words, fem!reader

— ao’nung

nothing yet

twilight

— edward cullen

nothing yet

— carlisle cullen

nothing yet

— emmett cullen

nothing yet

— jasper hale

nothing yet

— jacob black

nothing yet

— seth clearwater

nothing yet

#marauders x reader #hp x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #twilight x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #criminal minds x reader #spencer reid #aaron hotchner #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin hotel adam #edward cullen #emmett cullen #jacob black #hitoshi shinsou #atsumu miya #osamu miya #hajime iwaizumi #derek morgan #katsuki bakugo #denki kaminari #hanta sero #shoyo hinata #tobio kageyama #tadashi yamaguchi #kei tsukishima #koushi sugawara

[cane-hill]

Cane-Hill Master List

Hello! Welcome to Cane-Hills Master List! I write for Various Fandoms suchs Mha being my Main Fandom along with Haikyuu!!. I’m willing to write for Others such as Seven Deadly Sins, Pokémon Sun and Moon, Fairy tail, OHSHC, hunter x Hunter, Blue Exorcist, Devilman Crybaby, black butler, Kakegurui and much more! Feel free to Request my loves!

Genres will consist of Smut, Fluff, angst, and different tropes. I mainly do HC’s and scenarios but I will post oneshots!

My Hero Academia

Dad/Husband!Midoriya Izuku Headcannons

Husbands!Bakugo Katsuki;Kirishima Ejiro Headcannons

Mha!Smut Guess who? [Malexafab][FemxGnxMale]

Coworker!Aizawa Shota scenario - What a tease!?

Haikyuu!!

Jealous!Asahi Azumane x Fem Headcannon and Scenario

Slight Angst!Tanaka Ryūnosuke; DaichixGn Scenario

Seven Deadly Sins

Oh?! Meliodas - Meliodas x Old Friend!reader

#mha x reader #headcanon #bnha #x reader #httyd x reader #mike wheeler #litg s5 #devilman #stolas x reader #eah x reader #haikyuu x reader #tanaka x reader #asahi x reader #daichi x reader

[blue-sterling0357]

I heard you were looking for requests so allow me 🙏 could you do a black butler bard x fem reader where reader is in her mid 20s working as a very capable servant in the manor, but is not a fighter, getting trained by bard and him fighting his feelings for the young woman while sparring/training with her ? I imagine he’d be like “no way this young filly likes me get your head out of the gutter bard” but the reader does in fact like him that way *eyebrow wiggle* as flirty or suggestive as you are willing to make it. Please and thank you!!!

(Warning: A little bit suggestive||Also the setup is done by our cupid makers, Sebastian and Ciel who are too tired to see you both flirt with each-other but it just goes above both of your heads..... Also not proof-read....)

Fight back you idiot, otherwise...!

▧ The hanging burn of your shoulder from constantly throwing punches at Bard was getting really tiring. You had asked Bard to train you in case something happens you will be able to protect the young master and yourself and also because Sebastian refuses to train you himself or lets anybody other than Bard to do so, don’t know why though.

It was starting out good as he was helping you polish your punches as he continued to defend them and he teaches you how to defend others punches as well. Honestly you were going to ask Sebastian for it as you also always got distracted due to Bard’s handsome face and his cute cheeks and his amazing body and he’s also funny and nice and sweet and and and...Did you describe him as funny? But seeing as Sebastian was a bit busy and was being an asshole, not letting anyone else other than bard train you including himself, you had no choice but to ask him, you knew he had feelings for you, but you still couldn’t have the courage to ask him…And Bard himself on the other hand was having an existential crisis because the lady he loves is in front of him and in shorter clothing as it is easier to move and fight in them…and you know how he gets, yet you still decided to do this?...

Why, you don’t even realize how flustered he is when the top buttons of your shirt is torn mid fight and his gaze just isn’t moving from your chest….He was thinking about how it would feel to sleep in between them as he continued to block your attack and then there was you who tried your best as to not show too much as it would be weird to Tanaka who was watching you both practice cause well Bard’s older than you and it would be weird.

As you continued to fight, Tanaka luckily had to leave as Ciel called for, but you and Bard both unluckily slipped while sparring and continued to fight and ended up in a position which would make even the most of innocent person think you both did something unholy, his hand was holding your leg while you shirt was torn form the top and some buttons were undone, both of your hairs were messy and undone and so was his outfit which was messy and undone.

Upon being in this positions, you both froze and became as red as raspberries (because tomatoes aren’t red enough), as you both stayed in the position and as your shirt was almost fully torn, which would almost be revealing everything including your very small and revealing corset to him, the tension was getting a bit strong for you both.

As you squeezed your eyes shut, before you felt his grip on your thigh and waist (which was also dangerously close to your breast) tighten and as you felt his soft lips on yours, in a few seconds you let go of his collars and had one of your hand on his cheeks with the other being in his hair as your lips moved in sync, as you both continued kissing with your tongues exploring each other’s mouth, as you felt his hands travel from your waist to your pants waistband, before it slipped in as you felt his hands gliding on your thigh before it reached inside your panties and near your clit before he……

“Bard, I think I told you to train the young lady, not have sex with her….” You both froze in your places before Bard’s hand came out of your pants when you heard a deep, velvety voice say, you both knew it was Sebastian and he was mad. You both knew he was going to give you both a long lecture of your indecent behavior, “Well, at-least they finally did it before they did anything to remove our sanity, leave them be for now Sebastian…” You heard the young master say, as you and Bard tried  to quickly scramble to your feet, “Well, it’s true your master, but as you wish I will surely give them a lecture later, I think it’s about time we leave them be and you both…” He said to the young master before turning to you both with a scowl “Please do it in your room and not somewhere in the manor…” As he and young master left the room.

As you followed them, flustered and gripping your shirt tight to cover yourself before quickly saying goodbye to Bard and running off. As Bard saw you run of, he touched his warm face and wiped the little bit of drool on his lip before smirking and following you out of the room.

Maybe what Sebastian asked Bard to do would take a bit of time to complete as he had to do the latter and she wouldn’t be able to walk correctly, so it would take for them to heal before she finished her training ♡~

#bard kuroshitsuji #kuroshitsuji bardroy #black butler bardroy #kuroshitsuji bard #black butler bard #bardroy x reader #black butler sebastian #black butler #kuroshitsuji #black butler headcanons #sebastian michaelis #black butler anime #baldroy x reader #bard x reader #bard x you #kuroshitsuji baldroy #kuroshitsuji x reader #black butler x female reader #black butler x reader #black butler x y/n #black butler x you

[hinatastinygiant]

14 | Vampire

Pairing: Daichi x Fem!Reader

Only in Whispers

Y/N'S P.O.V.

"I've got a lead!" Semi exclaims, holding onto an empty jewelry box and black lace fabric.

"Where'd you find those?" Kuroo asks.

"In her room," Semi says, shaking his head.

"How did we not search her room earlier?" Kuroo groans, rolling his eyes at the situation.

"Because we figured whoever went in there would be the culprit!" Noya pipes up.

"'Culprit'? What is this, a Scooby Doo cartoon?" Kuroo rolls his eyes again.

"Where's the jewelry, Semi?" Atsumu asks him.

"It's an empty jewelry box," he answers, a bit angry that he has to explain it. "Something is missing."

"It's Kiyoko's grandmother's necklace," Tanaka informs the group. "She kept it in that box as a reminder of her grandma. She never wore it. Someone must've taken it."

You and Daichi exchange a look. Both of you, at the same time, recall Suga standing in the hallway awkwardly before you had returned to the party.

"Semi, did you happen to see Sugawara when you were searching her room?" Daichi asks him.

"No," he nods, looking confused. "Why?"

"Both of us saw Suga acting weird after I last saw Kiyoko," you add.

Suga gulps. "What?" he hums, looking over at Daichi with disbelief. "I didn't take it. Besides, what does a necklace have to do with her death?"

"Acting weird how?" Saeko then asks you.

"He was holding an empty wine glass and standing perfectly still. If you ask me, that's pretty weird," you say.

"It's not his fault," Yachi defends him. "He's just had a lot to drink tonight. Right, Suga?"

Suga sighs. "Look, I didn't want to admit it then, but I had accidentally tripped and spilled wine on a painting in the hall so I was going to hide it until I got the chance to clean it up again. But I never got the chance to because, well... all of this."

"Where's the painting now?" Daichi asks him.

"I'll show you," he agrees.

As the group begins to walk away, out of the corner of your eye you notice Kogane share a look at Tendo. Tendo, in return, puts a finger to his lips. You narrow your eyes at them, but decide to unravel that mystery later on. Instead, you continue to follow the others back to Suga's room.

Inside the room, there's a small canvas lying against the wall. It's the size of a normal picture frame. Daichi looks down at it and notices the red wine stain covering a good portion of the painting.

"Well, he was telling the truth," Osamu shrugs.

"Now what?" Bokuto sighs.

"Back to square one, I guess," Kuroo tells him.

"This is a total waste of time," Sakusa grumbles.

"It's not a waste of time if we're actually getting somewhere," Akaashi argues.

While the group begins to argue back and forth for what feels like the millionth time tonight, you grab Kogane by the arm and pull him down the hallway.

"What the hell was that?" you ask him.

"What? What're you talking about Y/N?" he gulps.

"Tendo and you. You two are hiding something, aren't you?" you continue.

"What are you talking about? What did we do?"

"I saw him put his hand to his mouth and you looked back at him."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh yeah?" you roll your eyes. "Then let's go find Tendo. I'm sure one of you will sell the other one out rather easily."

With that, you begin to walk him back down the hallway toward the others. But before you can get too far, Kogane tugs on your arm, pulling you back. "Okay, fine, I'll tell you. I know who stole the necklace."

"You do? Who?" you demand.

"It was Tendo. But I swear he didn't kill anybody. I was with him the whole time after that. And, I know Kiyoko was alive after he stole it. Please, Y/N, don't tell the others."

"If what you're saying is true then you're the only thing stopping me from ratting him out, Kogane."

"Please, Y/N. I'll tell them the truth myself. Just please give me the chance to do it first," he begs you.

"Fine. Go back and get him. Meet us in the main room."

"Thank you, Y/N."

After what seems like forever, Kogane finally arrives back with Tendo. You're all back in the main room, still arguing until Kogane breaks the silence.

"What's the big idea?" Kuroo grumbles, pissed that he didn't get to finish his sentence before being interrupted.

"Tendo and I both took the necklace," Kogane announces to the room.

"What?" Akaashi shakes his head.

"Kogane," Daichi says. "Are you the one who took it, or did you witness Tendo take it?"

"I took it," Tendo sighs, pulling out the necklace from his pocket. "See?"

"B-but we didn't kill Kiyoko!" Kogane chimes in before anyone else gets the opportunity to. "I saw him and Kiyoko talking after he stole it!"

"You know what's strange," you hum, "I don't remember seeing either of you all night."

"We were with each other. We didn't do it," Kogane defends himself and Tendo.

"But neither of you have alibis, do you?" Daichi points out.

"Does anyone remember seeing either of them tonight?" you then ask the group.

"No..." Bokuto thinks aloud.

"I don't think I do either," Aone murmurs.

"Yeah, no. Sorry," Tanaka replies.

"Well, they are the biggest suspects," Sakusa tells the others.

"You must've planned this through," you begin to think aloud. "Waiting to strike when nobody's around, steal the necklace, and kill my best friend!"

"Yeah! Y/N's right! What's your game, Tendo?!" Hinata cries.

"You piece of shit! How much could that stupid piece of jewelry really have been worth? It's a shame you couldn't leave her body alone too!" Tanaka growls.

"No! I swear I didn't do it! I wouldn't hurt anyone, let alone one of my friends," Tendo defends himself.

"I'm sorry, but I'm having a hard time believing that," Bokuto shakes his head.

"Well, maybe that's because it's a lie!" Osamu joins in. "We're all sick and tired of all the lies, so we're done playing nice. Come clean, Tendo. What did you do? And what the fuck did you do to her, huh?"

"I didn't do anything, I swear," he tells him, getting choked up.

"What a load of shit!" Sakusa then says. "There's no way we can believe you."

"Someone tie 'em up. I'm calling the cops," Daichi sighs.

"No, no, wait!" Kogane begs. "This is all a big misunderstanding."

"We were in the goddamn party. Jesus, did none of you notice either of us? Wakatoshi?" Osamu asks him.

"I don't know," Ushijima shakes his head. "I just assumed I hadn't."

"Come on, guys, please," Kogane cries.

"Save the talking," Oikawa says, now freed from his bonds. With a grin on his face from his newfound freedom, he ties Kogane's wrists to Tendo's. "You're under arrest."

Only in Whispers

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[romeavecryst]

Shh J let it happen˖ ࣪⊹

summary; Haikyuu guys as moments me n my man have had that tickle my brain.

characters; tanaka, hinata , kageyama, tsukishima xblk reader!

warnings: uhh wierd ig, cursing, beating eachother(romanticly),insults(big back,kys), chaos, Hinata(bc he has braces it’s a hc! Relax guys geez), not proofread!

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TANAKA

☆ Sharing food but your both absolutely starving because y’all both broke. Like he’ll text you ‘bby wanna go get food😝’ And of course you say yes bc who are you to say no to some big back action with your man. Y’all head to a nice little wing place, “oh ight let’s fuck up some boneless get 30 for us to share 15 fo’ yo Fatass and 15 for me gotta keep the gut healthy!” You say with a smile over at him.

This motherfucker looks you dead in the eye “you only get 10, can’t let that big back get to ya already hallin’ enough back there.” He spoke his eyes looking down at your ass his hand GRABBING A HAND FULL.

Your jaw dropped “nigga.” Speechless. IN PUBLIC, HAVE SOME DECENCY LORD. He had a fat smile on his face to. How he gonna low key fat shame you but complement you at the same time.

Him leaning in whispering “your ass, fat.“ He spoke sticking his tongue out at you his hand holding a space indicating it as your butt in a ‘this big’ his hands far apart from echo other. You hand going over your mouth.

Your eyes traveling away for him meeting some ladies with a horrific look and a frown on her face. You couldn’t help your self letting out as muffled laugh quickly turning back to him. Your hand grabbing his bicep, as you fall forward laughing “HELP ME.” You hollered.

HINATA

☆ What’s a couple to do when they’re bored, make out! Why not! It’s fun!

You and him getting as it. It was all cute at first then him not paying attention to where his hand go touching your sides tickling you. You yelping because it fucking tickled, you face smashed against his, both out y’all pulling back your head dropping as you held yourself. Hinata poor baby leaned forward going to kiss the back of you head as an apology him talking into your hair.

His braces get CAUGHT IN YOUR CURLS. YUPPPP that’s the cherry on the mf cake! Now your both panicked, him trying to pull back but your scalp is sensitive rn bc you just took your hair out. And HES PULLING.

“BABY PLEASE WAIT.” You begged.

“IM SORRY!”

Only a few strands came out, to be fair y’all were just being dramatic. Smh.

KAGEYAMA

☆ He hated it when you would wear a nice lip combo with a sitcky gloss. No no no, not because it looked bad but because he couldn’t kiss you. Walking together holding your hand as you walked him to morning practice he was just glaring at you.

Mind you you don’t know what the fuck his attitude if for, “what is your problem.” You scoff stoping in that hall way, pulling your hand back to cross your arms. His expression changing a bit cause how dare you pull your hand from him!

His eyes narrowed “nothing. No problem do YOU? have a problem.” He sassed his hands landing on his hip.

Oh you wanted to pop him in the mouth “Why do you act like this.” You spoke your index finger pointing at him in a dramatic manner.

He scoffed throwing his head to the side “you just hate me that all.”

Oh BROTHERR. “boy, it you don’t-“

“I wanna kiss you but your face is done.”

Face done? OH! “My gloss? Baby I just don’t want you having to walk around with the sticky feeling plus it will leave marks.” Because truthfully you don’t mind fixing it if need be you just don’t want him to go crazy bc his face was sticky.

His eyes met yours “umm okay?”

You grinned his sassiness making you giggle now “then come here,” you said your hands grabbing his face kissing him one the lips.

Pulling back a little “don’t hold out on me women.” He said, alright! You kisses him a few more times then his cheek, your lip combo all over his lips and smudge on the side of his face. He pulled back a prideful smile on his face.

“Ouuu okay baby! I fear you ate this combo better than I do.” You teased.

He walked into practice like that.

TSUKISHIMA

☆ Ahh yes it’s a nice little hang out session peaceful laying together, Kei watching his phone his other hand rubbing small circles into your back. Your face was on his chest as you watched his phone with him.

You back was starting to hurt so you adjusted your self his hand now on your stomach as you faced away from him your head in between his bicep and chest. This fucker, HANDFULL, and I mean a HANDFULL OF YOUR GUT.

“Absolutely not.” You started.

“Shut up.” He responded immediately, his tone flat.

“Kei let go of my fat.” You groan

“Die. I like holding on to it.” Not an ounce of emotion leaving his lips.

“I don’t give a fuck.”

Needless to say he didn’t let go, his large hand kneading your stomach. He was pleased with himself ignoring your dramatic sighs.

So you just laid there dying in silence as he played with your rolls, he loved them, a lot. For not good reason but he genuinely loved them but you(I) HATED, them just being played with sometimes but you gotta just take it sometimes.

Laying there you let your mouth latch on to his bicep. “You leave a hickey im pushing you on the floor.”

“The voices say I have to.” You whispered latching onto him just sucking in his arm.

“I’m gonna lose my mind.”



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Track 12: She 📼 (repost)

“even when she’s next to me we could not be more far apart”

Kiyoko x reader

She by Dodie

Am I allowed

To look at her like that?

“Y/N,” Sugawara calls.

“Huh?” you snap out of your trance, pulling yourself away from what you were staring at.

“You okay?”

“Mhm. Never better, why?”

“You’ve been lost in thought this whole time.”

“Ah, shit really?”

You were the manager and only manager of Karasuno’s boy’s volleyball team for all three years of high school; that was until you realized you had to find your replacement since you’re graduating. Shimizu Kiyoko, a second-year student, entered your life at just the perfect time, and already, just three weeks in, she was doing a better job than you. As of recently, you’d just been distracted.

“Yeah, you sure you’re okay?” Sugawara asks again.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m good, go back to those sets, kid.”

“You got it, L/N!” he nods, giving you a thumbs up before running back on the court.

You can’t stop your eyes from wandering back over to what previously held your attention, who held your attention: Kiyoko, she was undoubtedly the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen, and that was just a little distracting.

Could it be wrong

When she's just so nice to look at?

And she smells like lemongrass and sleep

The team was crammed into a bus, you all had to leave in less than five minutes and the coach has been trying for the past fifteen to get the boys quiet down.

“I’m not going to scream over them,” Ikkei whispers, “the doctor said no stress, I’m not going to scream.”

“Shut up and sit down!” you yell and the boys stop talking, slowly and hesitantly taking their seats.

“Thank you.”

“Yep.”

You find a seat in the back, a row to yourself, that is until, “Y/N-san,” Kiyoko says softly.

“I- hmm?”

“Can I sit with you?”

“Yeah, of course,” you agree and she smiles as sits down.

The bus ride wasn’t long, but Kiyoko was tired and after around ten minutes, you feel her head resting on your shoulder. You’d be mean to shove her head off but you stopped breathing in order to not take in her scent, and if it goes on any longer, you swear you’ll die. Finally, you breathe out, then in correspondingly, breathe in, her included. She smells, she smells kind.

She tastes like apple juice and peach

“What’s this?” you ask as Kiyoko hands you a drink.

“I saw your apple juice got stuck in the vending machine earlier, so I got you one.”

“Why- why would you do that?”

“Why not?” she answers, shrugging.

And she means everything to me

I'd never tell

“Y/N how come you don’t have a boyfriend?” Nishinoya asks.

“How come your receives have been ass this week?”

“Damn Y/N that was cold!” Tanaka hisses.

“Whatever,” you laugh, “but I just, don’t wanna date right now,” you lie.

“Do you like anyone? Give me a chance please!” Nishinoya jokes.

“No, sorry, I don't like anyone.”

No, I'd never say a word

And oh, it aches

“Y/N,” Tanaka calls.

“Yeah?”

“Can I ask you something?”

“No, I don’t think you’ll be the ace before Asa-”

“Not that!”

“Oh, then what do you want?”

“Can you ask Kiyoko if she’s single?” he begs.

“Huh?”

“Please! I’ll practice extra hard, I’ll be nice to coach, I’ll-”

“Fine!” you cut off his ramblings, “I’ll ask.”

But it feels oddly good to hurt

And I'll be okay admiring from afar

'Cause even when she's next to me

After winning a game, you and the rest of the third years decided to treat everyone to a movie, Kiyoko, choosing to sit next to you as it was a horror movie and she wanted to be next to someone she trusted.

The film failed to get any sort of reaction out of you but Kiyoko on the other hand, you could see her jumping out of her seat every five minutes, a surprise for such a stoic girl.

No matter how much your hand inched closer and closer towards hers, to calm her down, the two never touched.

We could not be more far apart

And she tastes like birthday cake

“Happy birthday, Y/N-san,” Kiyoko greeted you by handing over a basket full of your favorite snacks in a plastic container, a confetti cupcake in the middle.

“For me?”

“Of course.”

And storytime

“You guys wanna hear how Y/N became the team manager?” the captain asks and all the boys start yelling mixtures of, ‘yes’ and ‘this will be good,’

“Shut up, no one really cares about telling that but you,” you argue.

“We care!” Nishinoya protests.

“I mean important people.” you tease.

“I wanna hear,” Kiyoko whispers to you.

“What?”

“I wanna hear how you became the manager,” she repeats and you quickly turn away from her.

You mumble, “just tell the story before I change my mind.”

And fall

“The leaves are so beautiful,” Kiyoko notes.

“Yeah,” you say, looking at her, “so beautiful.”

But to her,

“Oh hey, Tanaka wants to know if you’re single,” you tell her as the two of you walk home and she bursts out laughing.

“He’s still not over me yet, huh?”

“Guess, not, his persistence is impressive though,” you shrug, biting your tongue.

“Ugh, should I just lie and say I have a boyfriend?”

“You don’t have one?”

“No, I’m just not really interested in dating right now, plus I don’t really like anyone at the moment either.”

“No one,” you ask.

“No one,” she answers.

I taste of nothing at all

And she smells like lemongrass and sleep

She tastes like apple juice and peach

“This is it,” you announce, handing Kiyoko a large folder and pulling your hand away before your fingers could touch.

“I’m kinda nervous to do this alone.”

“You’ll be great,” you assure her, “besides I taught you well.”

“Thank you, for everything you’ve done.”

“I-”

“Manager picture!” Sugawara yells and one of the boys pulls a camera out of his volleyball bag.

“Why was that-”

“Smile!”

Oh, you would find her in a Polaroid picture

“You can keep it,” Kiyoko encourages, handing you the picture the two of you just took. “I won’t forget you anyways.”

You smile, pocketing the picture and giving her a hug, whispering “good luck, kid,” before you pull away, leaving with the rest of the third-years.

And she means everything to me

You didn’t keep in contact with Kiyoko after you graduated, well, she tried to contact you, you just didn’t respond. You needed time to get over her, time to heal your broken heart, and eventually, after some time, both happened; and then more. By the time you got the invitation to Kiyoko and Tanaka’s wedding, you had fallen madly in love with the person of your dreams. You RSVP’d.

You were crying happy tears seeing your former underclassmen so joyful and in love. As soon as they were officially wedded, she, for some reason, searched the crowd, until her eyes landed on you, smiling even brighter and giving you a small wave.

She confessed to you later, that she didn’t think you were going to show, but you soothed her saying there was no reality where you’d miss this.

You knew deep down, that even though you were no longer in love with her you will always love her.

“I’m glad you came,” she smiles and you nod.

“Me too.”

Yes, she means everything to me

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[r0zyp0zy0zy]

Heeled Punishment

Masterlist

I have a head cannon that Tanaka has a foot fetish, so here we are. This has been sitting in my drafts since before December

Words: 3170+

Warnings: shoe humping, mutual masturbation, blindfold, restraints, foot worship, tiny bit of CBT, some name calling, Ryu calls reader ‘Mistress’, reader has a high heel collection

Ft. Tanaka Ryunosuke x FEM!reader

Summary: Tanaka can’t help himself when he’s left alone with your high heel collection, but karma’s a bitch and so are you

Tanaka Ryunosuke had an itch. It was an itch that needed to be scratched. It was like having a scab that you knew you shouldn't pick at in fear of infection, but having such a lack of impulse control that you just do it anyway. He was, originally, planning on telling you about his itch; only he was so deathly embarrassed of it that he put it off for so long. So long in fact, that you had just moved in together and he hadn't told you.

You were perfect in his eyes— beautiful, kind, trustworthy, and most importantly, you were into him as much as he was into you.

And that was why he didn't want to tell you that whenever he was alone, your shoe collection haunted him. Several pairs of stilettos were showcased on shelves in your shared room, varying in height and style. Tanaka was pretty sure you already knew about his thing for your feet; from the massages he gave when your feet were sore, to how flustered he got while playing footsies. But there was something about those stilettos sitting neatly on the shelf that really got to him— and when you wore a pair he was sure you could see his erection.

The day had come where Tanaka had finally succumb to his urges, and when you left to go out with your friend he snagged his favourite pair of shoes off of your shelf. They were tall, sleek, and black, with a lace up front. He dragged a finger down the shoe, shivering at how nice it felt to actually touch a pair. As much as he wanted to raw-dog it, he put a condom on because if he got an infection from fucking a shoe he would never hear the end of it.

Tanaka used lotion to lube up, and he slowly pushed his cock between the pair of shoes. He squished them tighter as he slowly rutted his hips forwards and back, the unfamiliar sensation sent a shiver through his body and he groaned. He swore under his breath when he thought about you wearing the shoes he was fucking, standing above him as he pathetically humped your stilettos.

"Ryu!" You yelled out, "my friend got a call about a family emergency so they had to cancel last minute." It was silent. "Ryu?" You hung up your coat and walked down the hall to your shared bedroom.

You froze once you opened the door to your room. The last thing you expected was for Tanaka fucking Ryunosuke to be humping your favourite pair of stiletto heels. You dropped your bag with a thud, finally catching your boyfriend's attention.

His eyes widened in horror, halting his movements, and opened and closed his mouth a few times before nervously saying, "I can explain?"

"Ryunosuke," you folded your arms across your chest, "care to explain why you're fucking my shoes?" You weren't gonna lie, you didn't really care that he had a thing for shoes or whatever, but the look of pure humiliation on your boyfriend's face made it clear that he intended on keeping it a secret.

"I- um... it's exactly what it looks like..." Tanaka's face was red hot with embarrassment. His dick was still between the two shoes, and you had to give it to him that he at least had the thought to put on a condom.

"Good thing you put on a rubber to make sure you didn't soil my favourite pair of shoes." You leaned down to look at him with your hands on your hips. "But you still stained them with whatever the hell you used as lube. You'll be cleaning them later."

Tanaka was still frozen in place as you stepped towards him, dick still shamefully hard.

"Get on the fucking bed."

The man snapped out of his trance and scrambled up to sit on the bed. He scooted backwards, mentally preparing for whatever you were gonna do. He watched you pull a blindfold from the dresser drawer and he gulped nervously.

"I'm putting this on you. Colour?" You stepped towards him.

"Green," he whispered. His vision blacked out when you tied the blindfold over his head.

"Don't move, give me five," you said. He listened to you walk out the door and all he could hear now was the frantic beating of his heart.

He was in deep shit.

The click-clacking of your heels was the first thing he picked up on as you made your way back to the bedroom. He felt his cock twitch.

"Scooch forwards a little," you said.

Ryu did as he was told, sucking in a breath once he felt the familiar sensation of cuffs chaining his hands together behind his back. He jumped a little when he felt you remove the condom that was wrapped around him.

"Y-Y/n..." his hips bucked upwards slightly.

"What was that?" You said, slapping his thigh with a riding crop.

"Eek, sorry mistress!" Ryu corrected himself.

"That's what I thought," you hummed.

Tanaka gulped as he felt something leather buckle around his neck, and his heart fluttered once he realized that it was a collar. You tightened it so it sat snugly, not too loose and not too tight.

"Green," he said automatically.

He heard the click of metal, and all of a sudden he was yanked blindly forward. Your breath danced on his lips.

"Down," you commanded, yanking once again on the leash you were holding.

Tanaka stumbled to the ground, blindly trying to figure out where to face. The blindfold was torn from his face, and he blinked a few times before looking up at you.

"Ryunosuke," you said, looking him dead in the eyes. "Do you see the shoes I'm wearing?"

"Yes mistress," Tanaka gulped, eyeing the shoes that he had fucked just moments ago.

"Do you know which ones they are?" You pressed, pulling on his leash so it was a little difficult for him to breathe.

"Y-your favourite ones, mistress," he answered.

"That's right," you hummed. "And you made a mess of them, you dirty bitch."

Tanaka stared dumbly at you for a moment, his pre dripping onto the carpet.

"Lean back," you shoved him so his back was resting on the side of the bed, ass on the floor. "After I'm done with you, you're scrubbing off your filth with a toothbrush," you sneered.

"Yes mistress."

"Spread your legs a bit," you ordered.

He complied, and you took a step closer. Ryu's eyes were glazed with lust as he watched you stare at him for a moment. You took one heeled foot and carefully rubbed the outsole on the head of his cock. Ryu bit his lip and jerked up a little. You pulled away.

"Don't move," you frowned.

"Yes mistress," he froze.

You continued to rub the outsole on his cock, trailing down to playfully nudge his balls. Ryu whimpered as you squished a little harder. Pre cum oozed out of his slit as he struggled not to move. In one sudden movement, you gingerly pressed on his balls.

"Ah- ow," Tanaka jumped.

"The fuck did I say about not moving?" You spat. You lifted your riding crop and brought it down dangerously close to his dick.

"I'm sorry mistress!" Ryu pleaded.

"I don't want to hear it," you said. "Get on the bed on your hands and knees."

Ryu struggled onto the bed, knees planted down and slightly spread. He shivered once he felt your crop creep down his back.

"Ah!" Ryu cried as you whacked his ass with the riding crop. He cried out again when you attacked his thighs, going down to whip the soles of his feet. "Fuck," he whined.

His heart rate picked up once he realized the crop was resting against his balls, and he braced himself for impact. You lightly tapped his balls with it, gradually hitting them harder.

"Please mistress," Ryu whimpered into the pillows. "I promise, I'm sorry!"

"I don't think you are," you argued. You yanked his chain back so he was looking at you. "Dirty pervert."

You loosened his chain and he went back to burying his face in the sheets. You whipped his balls a few more times until Ryu was arching into your touch.

"You're still hard. Are you really getting off from this?" You teased.

"Yes," he whimpered quietly. "Mistress."

"Masochistic slut," you jeered, whipping him with more force.

You awed at the amount of precum dripping onto the comforter as you watched his cock jump.

"Get on your ass," you demanded, yanking his chain.

"Y-yes mistress," Ryu flipped himself over.

You spread his legs, and grinned evilly at his cock. You sat down in front of him and used one heeled foot to press his dick against his stomach. You continued up and down his cock, altering the pressure you were using. You squished his head against his stomach, and he threw his head back and groaned.

"Fuck, hurts," Ryu mumbled.

You continued your assault on his cock, pressing harder. You rubbed up and down, causing more pre to leak out of his slit.

"Mistress," he whimpered. "Please may I cum? Please?"

"Tch," you scoffed, "you really think you deserve to cum?"

"Please mistress! I'm sorry!" Ryu cried. His body was shaking.

"If you really wanna cum, you gotta do all the work," you stood up from the bed. "Go on."

Ryu looked lost, "m-my hands..."

"So?" You shrugged. "You didn't use them earlier."

Ryu attempted to hump his pillow, and whined unsatisfactorily.

"Poor slut can't get off," you mocked. "If you're so desperate than why don't you come here and fuckin hump my shoes like you've wanted from the beginning."

Ryu struggled off the bed and kneeled before you, "thank you mistress."

He rutted his hips until he was able to slot his cock between your ankles, making the shiny material of your heels slick with precum. You watched with a bored expression as your boyfriend looked up at you with desperate eyes.

"You better make it snappy before my legs get tired," you huffed, inspecting your nails. "I think in about five minutes I'm going to have a nice relaxing bath... and maybe a foot massage."

Tanaka whined and quickened his thrusts, desperate to come as quickly as he could so he wouldn't be denied orgasm and potentially have to wear a chastity cage. He looked up at you with hearts in his eyes, and he wanted to rub his hands up and down your legs. He pressed kisses to your soft skin desperately.

"...and after that," you continued, "I think I'll use that special face mask, and then put on a pretty set of lingerie for myself." Your eyebrows raised slightly when Ryu started panting harder. "Be quiet, I'm trying to think, pet."

Tanaka keened at the nickname, and immediately apologized, "sorry mistress."

You hummed and continued calculating your train of thought. "And then I'll get out my favourite toy and play with myself, perhaps while having a shoulder massage." You moaned at the thought.

Ryu bit his lip as he struggled to keep in his noises, his ruts becoming sloppy and uncoordinated as he reached closer to his peak.

"Two more minutes," you sighed. "Just get it over with, already."

"Y-yes mistress," Ryu stuttered, his legs staring to shake.

"Now that I think about it, I'm getting tired of standing in the same spot for so long..." you complained. "I think I'm gonna go run a bath for myself now."

"No!" Ryu wailed impulsively. His eyes widened and he immediately slammed his mouth shut. "I-I mean—"

"Pet." You said sternly. "Did you just talk back? Do you not care about how I feel? First my shoes, and now this?" You glared at the man below you. "You're getting the fucking cock cage, bitch."

"Y-yes mistress," Tanaka whined, not wanting to make things worse for himself.

He watched as you walked to grab a box from under your bed, pulling out the sleek black plastic cage that he had grown used to. You yanked on his leash and tied it to the bottom bedpost, chaining him to the spot.

"Stay," was all you said as you walked out the bedroom door, returning shortly with an ice cube.

Tanaka cringed at the thought of you forcing him to go flaccid, and hissed through his teeth as you placed the already melting ice on his balls. You glided the ice up and down his shaft, pressing it against his glans for a few seconds before trailing it back down. You stopped once he was mostly soft.

You carefully slid the cage on, using his excess pre as lube. You locked it into place and secured the key around your neck. "I'll get the longer chain so you can run me my bath."

You took out a chain about two feet long, and unclipped the five inch chain connecting his wrists to replace it. "Hands in front," you demanded before chaining his wrists again.

"Wh-what soaps would you like, mistress?" Tanaka asked as you pulled him upright. He felt his cock twitch slightly in the cage it was in, desperate to be free. You tugged him forward on his leash and he was sure that precum escaped from his cage.

"Hm, my favourite one. You know it," you hummed. You unclipped his leash once you entered the bathroom, and let him make up your bath as you peeled your clothes off your body.

You sat yourself in the warm water once the tub was filled, and watched as Ryu picked up your clothes to put them in the hamper. He stopped to look at your panties, but didn't take any action to bring them to his face.

You stuck your feet from out of the bath and signalled for your boyfriend to come forward. "I'm feeling some peach scented lotion for my foot massage."

"Yes mistress," he said quietly, almost sounding nervous. Tanaka sucked in a breath after he got onto his knees and squirted the lotion on his hand. He carefully used his thumbs to rub the arch of your foot, gulping when you sighed contently.

"Mmm that feels so good," you moaned.

Ryu felt precum drip from his cage onto the floor, and he tried to regulate his breathing. He moved on to your other foot before massaging each foot with both his hands. You continued to moan lewdly, and even though Tanaka knew that you were overplaying it on purpose, he couldn't help but feel so turned on. He watched as you applied your face mask, your head leaning back to rest.

After what felt like ages, you took off your mask and shooed Ryu off your feet. He stood up, knees aching from the thin bath mat, and unplugged the bathtub for you. He stood awkwardly as you used a towel to dry yourself off, face flushed a dark pink as he admired your naked body. You put on a babydoll lingerie top, ditching the panties because you were going to use your vibrator anyways.

Tanaka trailed after you back into the bedroom, halting when you turned to him. "All that is gonna be too hard on my back..." you trailed off, referencing his accessories. You took off his cuffs, and got on your knees to unlock his cock cage. He whimpered in embarrassment at his already hard dick, turning his face away so he couldn't see your reaction to the pre drooling from his slit.

"Tsk, tsk," you shook your head. "Someone just can't help themselves."

"M'sorry, mistress," Ryu mumbled.

"Sit with your back against the headboard," you ordered, crawling onto the bed after Tanaka. You felt his hard cock on your back and you chuckled lowly.

Rynosuke's breathing quickened. After being deprived of your touch for so long, the sensation of your back on his cock made him feel dizzy. His dick throbbed as he watched you play with your breasts, your hand trailing down to play with your pussy. Ryu's stomach lurched when you turned on your vibrator and pressed it to your clit, wanting so bad to be able to touch you.

Your head lolled on Tanaka's shoulder, fully using him as a backrest. The young man almost couldn't handle the constant rubbing but he grit his teeth and sucked in a breath.

"Fuck," he mumbled quietly. Your noises were beautiful.

"Shit, Ryu," you sighed, body beginning to shake. He whimpered helplessly, bucking his hips up every so often to make friction against his cock.

You let out a long moan and your legs shook, alerting Tanaka that you were getting close. Taking the vibe off of you for a moment, you shifted so you were beside Ryu, one leg draped over his thigh.

"Go ahead and touch yourself, baby," you instructed him breathlessly, returning the vibrator to your aching clit.

Ryu whined when he finally wrapped his hand around his twitching cock, drooling with precum. He watched as your legs tensed and relaxed as you chased your orgasm, eyeing the jiggle of your breasts when your body shook.

"'M so close," Tanaka whimpered. "Feels so good."

You moaned and arched your back, opening your mouth to let out a soft cry. Tanaka had to force his hand off his cock so he wouldn't cum,  making his eyes water. He wanted to cum so bad. Little whimpers and moans slipped from his lips as he painstakingly rubbed the head of his cock, pulling his hand away when he felt too close.

"Fuck, cum for me Ryu," you moaned breathlessly. "Go ahead and cum, baby."

A rumbling groan erupted from Tanaka's throat, his eyes rolling back as he finally let himself go. His vision was white, but he could feel hot ropes of cum painting his abdomen as his body shook. It felt like he was cumming for way too long, but it felt too good to care. He heard you come down from your orgasm beside him, and he moaned when he felt your hand on his bicep.

"F-ffuck," was all he could say. He opened his eyes but couldn't see straight, eyes crossing from pleasure. "Fuuck."

Ryu finally removed his hand from his aching cock, which was twitching in the puddle of cum he created. It took a few moments before he was able to catch his breath and look you in the eyes.

"You ok, baby?" You cooed. "That looked intense."

Tanaka could only nod his head, breaths shaking. He hummed appreciatively when you wiped up his cum, only really coming-to when you kissed him.

"D-damn," Tanaka sighed shakily. "That was good."

"So, heels, huh?"

#anime #haikyuu!! #hq!! #hq anime #hq!! x reader #tanaka x reader #tanaka ryunosuke x reader #tanaka ryunosuke #Tanaka ryunosuke smut

[tofuxtea]

[ OCT 14 ] COLLARING | gundham tanaka

+ pairing: gundham tanaka x fem!reader

+ warnings: nsfw, collaring, leashes, pet play, blowjob, hair pulling, lingerie, master/pet dynamic

+ notes: imagine gundham with his hair down in this one, i didnt know how to like describe it without explicitly saying it but yeah💀 ALSO SORRY FOR POSTING THIS LATE ASF I FORGOT

“gundham, this is a bit embarrassing.” you looked up at the man who towered over your kneeling form through thick lashes. in his right hand he held the leather loop to a brand new dog’s leash - a beautiful pale pink shade. in his other hand, adorning thin white bandages up to his elbow, was the metal clasp pinched between his fingers.

tanaka’s cheeks burned a bright pink at the view below him. you were on your knees, legs shyly tucked underneath your beautifully exposed thighs. he had you dressed in a lingerie set that matched the leash in his hands, the straps intricately wrapped around your thighs, waist and breasts matching the material of the cord. lacy pink puppy ears were perched on the top of your head, drooping slightly down the sides.

though what really pulled the whole thing together was the gorgeous pink collar around your pretty neck. it was nothing too extreme; a simple pink leather band snug against your skin lightly decorated with silver rhinestones and silver rings where the buckle went. a single tag hung from the loop the collar hooked onto that read in dainty letters “SLUT”.

he was still fully clothed - though you couldn’t really call it fully without his calf-length black coat and long purple scarf. he had his white shirt with the pretty violet cross in the center tucked into his black skinny jeans. you could see the outline of his hard cock through the front of them. “do you like this?” you questioned, further deepening the rosy hue on his face though it was intentional. “like seeing me on my knees with a collar around my neck?”

gundham found it hard to get the right words out, only humming deeply in agreement. “may i put this on you, puppy?” the nickname made your stomach flutter and you nodded, allowing him to grasp the thick silver loop and hook the leash into it.

your sweet face looking up at him greatly contrasted the lead that bound you to him. he stifled a groan at the mere sight of it. “what’s my name, puppy?” he questioned you, staring blankly into your confused gaze.

“master.” you correctly replied.

“good girl.” his free hand petted the top of your hair, smoothing it down. his sultry voice made your clit throb in anticipation and you noticeably shifted where you knelt. whining, much like a dog would, your eyebrows knitted together with need. “what’s the matter? use your words, puppy.”

his duo colored eyes watched you carefully as he waited for your response. “want you!” was all you’d babbled out, fidgeting restlessly in your spot. the corners of gundham’s lips turned up in a delicate smirk.

“i don’t know what exactly it is you desire, princess. please, master needs more.” he’d cocked his head to the side, his black and silver streaked hair lulling to the side of his pale face. he looked much different from how people usually see him and you loved knowing you were among the only ones who saw him like this.

“wanna suck master’s cock, please.” you begged with a pout on your lips. staring up at him with watering eyes, you prayed for his approval. “i’ll be good!” your pleads were endless and gundham could tell you were desperate. hell, who was he to say no?

“what are you waiting for then? put those pretty lips to use, pup.” with shining eyes, you carefully unbuckled his black belt, unlooping it from his pants. your gazes were locked the whole time, making him groan under his breath. you looked so beautiful.

hesitantly, you unbuttoned his black pants and lowered them to his hips, freeing his cock from its restraints. it hit his abdomen, tall and hard. lifting his white shirt up to reveal his toned body, he groaned when you peppered kisses to his defined stomach while your hand wrapped around the base of his cock.

pale purple bloomed where your lips lingered as you lazily pumped him. his hand found purchase on the top of your head, lightly threading his fingers into your hair. “don’t tease me, puppy.” he whined more than demanded. his stature was beginning to crumble but he wouldn’t let up that easily. so you went ahead and listened, your lips wrapping around his thick tip. a curse fell from his lightly parted lips and his grip tightened on your hair.

the pink lead tightened suddenly, pulling your body up. you gasped in surprise and looked up to see something resembling anger etched into gundham’s features. “did i not just say-” he tugged harshly on the leash, forcing your back straight and pulling a stressed whine from you, “-not to tease?”

you blinked, not a single thought behind your glossy eyes. there was another following tug, mainly to make sure you were alright but it doubled as a ‘got it?’

“yes, master.” you spoke quietly like you were shy. his hand left your head with great hesitation, worried that you wouldn’t comply at first. but once your mouth took him as far as you could he blanked momentarily. your hot mouth encased his cock, lips nearly at the base. gundham packed quite a bit in those tight jeans of his and you found yourself struggling to keep from gagging so soon.

he whimpered praises as he guided your slowly bobbing head, head thrown back in pleasure. “so good, puppy.” his deep voice sounded much softer now and you moaned around him.

you went faster, sucking your cheeks in and holding onto his thighs for leverage. his sweet noises egged you on and it wasn’t until his hand found a chunk of your hair when you finally stopped, forcefully pulled off of him. he examined your panting form, staring at the drool that had dribbled down your chin and the way your lips had reddened and looked much more swollen than before.

“may i cum on your pretty tongue, puppy?” gundham asked much too sweetly for the situation.

sweat made his ruffled hair stick to his face and he adorned the same blush as before. he looked so fucked out.

you nodded, sticking your tongue out expectingly.

he wrapped the leash around his bandaged hand a couple of times to keep it tight, the other taking his twitching cock into his hand and pumping him at the same pace you had been sucking him off. his eyes fluttered shut and he imagined it as your hot throat, pushing him off of his edge.

with a grunt, he painted your tongue white with his cum, watching some land on your lips and cheeks, dripping onto your pretty lingerie set. “y/n!” he cried through gritted teeth, internally wincing at how lewd it must have sounded.

“you did s’well puppy. now get on the bed and master will give you a nice reward.” his hand tucked itself underneath your chin, his thumb wiping off a particularly large spot of his own cum that stained your skin.

this was hot ass it was so rushed im so sorry💀💀 -r

#danganronpa kinktober #danganronpa smut #danganronpa #danganronpa 2 #danganronpa gundham #gundham tanaka #tanaka gundham #gundham x reader #gundham smut #gundham tanaka smut #kinktober #sdr2 gundham #danganronpa sdr2

[bakumu-archive]

to capture a star

rich!Daichi x fem!reader

wc: 13k

summary: when daichi asks you to go with him to his family’s cabin during spring break, the last thing you expect is to be greeted by a giant mansion. Will the money and social life scare you away or will you be able to find love with daichi, despite being thrown into a world of fast cars and expensive clothing?

cw: rich people, SMUT (daddy, praise, biting, feral daichi, unprotected sex, creampie), pining, racing, one punch, blood (from the punch), alcohol, insecurity, mild jealousy, possessive daichi, side kiyoko x tanaka, probably ooc

a/n: this is for the rich boy collab hosted by @bakugohoex​! be sure to check out all the other submissions! you can find the link to the masterlist here

terushima is an asshole in this and i'm sorry, i love him but i needed a captain to be sleazy and he volunteered. he told me he couldn't resist hitting on a cutie like you, and who am i to stop him.

check out the mood boards i made here and shout out to my beautiful beta reader @winniethepoohloathesyou​ for working so hard on this with me!

minors do not interact. this work contains mature themes and if you continue reading you have agreed you are willing to see such content

When Daichi sat down next to you in your econ class last week and asked you to come to his family cabin during spring break, this is not what you imagined. 

You thought that you would be able to spend some time alone with him, enjoying nature together in a small house nestled in the forest, spending enough time together to finally put a label on whatever the spark was between the two of you.

But no.

You blink rapidly and take a good look at your new surroundings, trying to make sense of what your eyes see. Before you stands the largest house you have ever seen. But just calling it a house would be an extreme understatement. 

This place is a mansion. Three stories of white brick detailed with elaborate stone embellishments. The gray mansard roof’s steep slope meets at the top with a fenced stone parapet. An elaborate garden extends between you and the house and you swear you can see an Olympic-sized swimming pool nestled into the courtyard. And this isn't even the front of the house. You blink in disbelief when you spot a giant race track off to your left and what looks like a massive, ten-car garage. The scent of sea air assaults your senses and when your gaze flickers to your right, you can see the ocean and the mansion's very own harbor. 

And none of that even includes how you got here: on a private jet, landing on a personal runway where you currently stand. 

The beat-up duffle bag you use for your family’s camping trips that hangs from your shoulder suddenly feels very wrong in a way you can't explain.

You turn to face Daichi as he joins you on the tarmac. “Daichi, this is your family cabin?” you ask wide-eyed, your voice sounding so high-pitched that you barely recognize it. 

He rubs the back of his neck, one of his nervous habits. “Yeah, it's kind of embarrassing. I used to spend all of my summers here with my siblings but now the house barely gets used,” he says sheepishly.

Before you can ask any more questions, the loud rumbling of car engines interrupts your conversation and you see two sports cars taking two corners on the track before barreling down the straight of the runway towards you at top speed. 

“Ah, those two are here already, I see,” Daichi grins. He takes your duffle bag from you, throwing the strap over his shoulder and pulling you closer to him while wrapping his arm around your waist. 

The cars roar to a stop right behind the jet, creating the perfect image, an Instagram influencer’s wet dream. 

Daichi leans over to whisper in your ear as they both get out of the cars, “The one in the red Ferrari LaFerrari is Kuroo Tetsuro and the one in the white Lamborghini Aventador is Bokuto Kotaro.”

The two are pointing fingers at each other as they get out of their cars bickering and you can see the wealth dripping off them. The man with the spiky black hair, that Daichi told you was Kuroo, is pointing back in the direction they came from as he closes his car door, while Bokuto, with his spiky gray hair, pouts, throwing his hands up in mock innocence. Both of them grab a bag from the trunks of their cars, still arguing with each other before Kuroo places his arm around Bokuto in a show of faux peace before they start walking towards you and Daichi.

“They're both idiots,” he pauses to watch Bokuto swat at Kuroo’s arm, “but they are actually really good guys.”

The two of them are still heated, poking at each other's chests as they reach you and Daichi, only stopping when he coughs to grab their attention.

“Are you two done yet?” he questions with a raised eyebrow.

“Daichi, I was faster, wasn't I?” whined Bokuto, giving Daichi and you a small pout as Kuroo pats his shoulder, leaning slightly closer to you.

“This must be Y/N. She’s cuter than you said Dai,” Kuroo says with a laugh.

You miss the way that Daichi’s cheeks start to turn pink because you were so taken aback at his statement. Daichi told his friends about you? His apparently super rich friends?

Daichi’s grip around your waist tightens slightly before he responds, “Guys this is Y/N L/N. Please, don't annoy her too much.”

Both of their heads perk up at that.

“Oh yeah Daichi, we will be perfect saints,” Kuroo smirks.

Bokuto matches Kuroo’s playfully devious look, suddenly over his apparent loss on the track. “Oh yeah, nothing but angels.”

Before Daichi has time to wipe the smiles off their faces, you hear the sound of helicopter blades whirring above.

You look around until you see it fly directly overhead. The sound fills the air as the helicopter starts its descent onto the helipad next to the parked jet.

The helicopter blades whip up the grass and plants all around, and you have to place your hand on your head to prevent your own hair from being messed up by the whirlwind. 

You look over to Bokuto and Kuroo to see them fiercely trying to protect their hair spikes from the wind and failing. Daichi follows your gaze and when he sees them, he lets out a laugh in full force.

The helicopter makes a soft landing and the blades slow down when the engine turns off and two people step out. 

The most beautiful girl you have ever seen in your life hops out from the operator's seat, throwing her gorgeous black hair over her shoulder as she walks over to the man holding his hand out for her, hoisting their designer bags over his shoulder.

“Kiyoko, Tanaka, I'm so glad that you guys could make it,” Daichi smiles at the couple as they approach.

Daichi lets go of your waist so he can give the two of them a proper hug, before introducing you.

“This is Y/N.”

Kiyoko walks up to you and grabs your hands in hers and smiles at you, “Finally another girl. It's about time.”

Tanaka laughs, “What, babe? Are you getting tired of us?”

She lets go of your hands so she can give Tanaka a playful slap to the chest, “You know that's not what I meant, Ryu. It'll be nice to have someone to get ready for the gala with!”

You feel Daichi slightly flinch next to you at the mention of a gala.

Your brows furrow as you ask, “A what now? Daichi never mentioned anything about a gala.”

You turn to him, questioningly, and he moves his hand to the back of his neck for the second time in ten minutes. 

“It's nothing really, just this huge party my family has hosted for years. We really wouldn't even have to go if you don't want to…” the last few words trail off before he is interrupted by Kiyoko.

“What are you saying Daichi, you have to go! It's your family's gala.” Her brows are furrowed and she is looking at him suspiciously.

Daichi lets out an exasperated sigh, “Well that's a discussion for the future. Let’s go settle into our rooms.”

Daichi puts his arm around your shoulders as he leads the group up to the back porch, walking through the garden and around the giant swimming pool and fire pit area. 

“I assume you four are taking your normal rooms?” Daichi asks the group.

They all nod before splitting in different directions, obviously understanding the intricate layout of the house after what you assume is years of friendship. 

Daichi leads you through the first floor, pointing out various rooms and points of interest as you take in the vastness of your new surroundings. Most of the rooms have white or cream-colored walls with very intricate crown molding. Some have very distinct and uncomfortable furniture that looks like it has never been used, while others look like they are ready for a full day of lounging. He even takes you past the bowling alley and the in-home movie theater.

Eventually, he leads you to a huge staircase that circles around the main entryway to the house. The whole room looks like it's made out of marble and you take a twirling step to bask in the grandness of the space. 

Daichi calls out to you, pulling you back into reality. He has one foot on the first step and his hand is outstretched for you to take.

“You coming?” he smiles at you, wiggling his fingers, waiting for you to take his hand. 

When you do, you hold on to it like it's your lifeline, the only anchor you have in this unfamiliar territory. He leads you up two flights of stairs to the third floor and then down a large hallway filled with doors and golden crown molding.

He stops in front of a door before saying, “Well, this is you,” and moving your duffle bag back to your shoulder, letting his hand linger on your skin until he forces himself to pull away. 

“I’m right here across the hall if you need anything, alright?” he reassures you with a smile.

You nod at him, trying to process all of the new information you've just taken in, before putting your hand on the doorknob and turning away from him.

He calls out to you before you go inside, “Why don't you take an hour or so — take a shower, there's a bathroom attached to the suite — and then when you come down to the kitchen, we can get some snacks?”

You turn to face him again, narrowing your eyes at him with a pout, “Is this your way of telling me I smell?”

His laughter fills the hallway. “No, I just want you to relax. This is your vacation too, ya know?” His smile is contagious and you can't help but smile back at him, really hoping that a shower will help as he says.

“Okay Daichi, I'll try.”

With that you enter the bedroom, closing the door behind you before resting your head on the wood, letting out a very small sigh.

You try to relax like Daichi said by taking a warm shower, but everything was way too nice. The grand marble shower and the elegant tile tub just serve to remind you that you are in a world different than your own, giving you more anxiety than relaxation. 

You manage to get through your shower: fiddling with all of the button options to turn the water off, grabbing a plush towel to dry off, and then changing into some of the clothes that you packed.

You head back out to the bedroom in a huff and take another look around, half expecting the room to have transformed into a new one completely, but you are glad that it's just as you left it. 

The massive four-poster bed sits against one wall next to the room's giant floor-to-ceiling windows that let in the afternoon light, casting long shadows on the fireplace gracing the opposite wall and the plush sitting area in front of it.

You flop yourself on the bed, arms stretching out and you curse at how comfortable the mattress is. 

Who would have guessed the handsome boy you met in your econ class was this filthy rich.

You don't want your brain to fantasize but your thoughts drift there anyways as you sit up to sort through your clothes; it dreams of a future where this could be all yours. It's not like you weren't dreaming about a future with Daichi before, but now you’re imagining paying off your student loans, using some money to help your struggling friends and family, or maybe going even bigger than that, like starting a business or a charity to really help people. 

You have to stop yourself from going too far. You shouldn’t spiral with these thoughts because that's the big issue: you and Daichi, what are you really?

You were instantly infatuated with him when he smiled at you during your first economics lecture together just a few months ago. Sitting next to each other, passing a notebook back and forth drawing little doodles together when you should have been paying attention. The chemistry between the two of you only grew when you started studying together and he invited you out to party with some of his friends. 

The two of you have even shared a few make-out sessions together at said parties, but the next day when you expected things to be awkward or to at least have a discussion about what it meant, Daichi always acted like everything was normal, like the two of you hadn't had your tongues down each other throats the night before. 

And that's not to mention how he always seems to be holding your hand, or hooking his arm around you, giving you butterflies at every turn. He always seems to be more touchy when other guys are around, but you can say that you do the same. Hugging him back tighter when other girls look his way.

In the beginning, the small touches and longing glances you shared in class slowly turned to long hugs and holding hands. You thought that maybe Daichi was this way with all of his friends, but when he introduced you to his roommates, Asahi and Sugawara, you noticed that he isn’t that touchy with them. It seems to be something only reserved for you.

You think of all the shared touches that you've had just today and your heart flutters. It's like when the two of you touch, your heart is instantly filled with happiness that calms your soul. His touch just feels right and being with him feels as easy as breathing.

If soulmates do exist, you can imagine that this is what it feels like. 

You let out a deep sigh, shaking away your thoughts, before you decide to make your way down to the kitchen to meet up with the others.

You follow the voices through the maze of corridors and staircases to the kitchen, thank god they are a noisy bunch. 

Everyone is gathering around the huge kitchen island, with bowls of chips, candy, and other snacks scattered around, and there seem to be two different conversations going on.

Daichi has his back to you, and you walk up next to him, putting your head on his shoulder. He looks down, throwing his arm around you, pulling you into his space more before whispering, “How was your shower?”

You wrap your arms around his waist before shrugging your shoulders, choosing to instead focus on the conversation that Tanaka and Kuroo are having. Daichi grabs a few of the bowls of snacks and pulls them closer to you, taking a big handful of food for himself.

Kuroo lets out a loud annoyed groan before explaining, “Oikawa just texted me that he’s going to dock here for the night.”

You sense the mounting tension in the air and take a handful of snacks, ready to take in whatever drama that was about to unfold.

The mention of the name you are unfamiliar with seems to bring the other conversation to a close as everyone focuses their attention on Kuroo and his phone. 

Daichi lets out an exasperated sigh. “I could have sworn I told him to keep that thing away from here,” he says, rubbing his hand down his face in annoyance. 

“He's bringing that party boat here? During gala week?” Kiyoko adds, blowing hair out of her face with a huff. 

“Eh, I'm not going to complain, it's always full of hot babes,” Tanaka says right before a smack lands on his chest from Kiyoko. He pulls her into him, playfully kissing her cheeks, “No one is hotter than you babe, you know that.”

She rolls her eyes at his response but seems to accept his apology.

Not having any idea about who or what they are talking about you pipe up, “Who’s coming?”

Daichi lets out a big sigh before explaining, “Oikawa is this guy we grew up with, he’s a big flirt with an even bigger yacht. It's pretty much a giant party boat that he fills with supermodels.” You can practically feel the way Daichi’s eyes roll at the notion of a party boat stacked to the nines with supermodels.

Bokuto moves to Daichi’s other side, leaning over the island looking around him at you with a wide smile and adds, “Not to mention the alcohol and drugs.”

“Yes, yes, Bokuto, we all know why you enjoy Oikawa’s visits,” Daichi retorts, shaking his head and laughing.

“He just texted again,” Kuroo says with an annoyed groan. “Says he's going to be docking in three hours.”

“Well, what do you guys want to do until he gets here?” Daichi asks, taking a big handful of pretzels from a bowl close to him.

“We could go for a race around the track,” Kuroo says with a devilish smile.

Bokuto lets out an excited yell before pointing at Kuroo and exclaiming, “Hell yeah, lets go!”

Everyone heads outside into the evening sun. The warmth that the sun provided during the afternoon seems to be fading, giving the air a slight chill. 

Kuroo and Bokuto run with their hands in the air from the house to their cars before starting them and speeding off towards the track while Daichi leads you, Tanaka, and Kiyoko to the large ten-car garage that spans the side of the house.

He opens a side door leading everyone into the garage, pressing a big button on the wall causing all of the garage doors to begin opening, filling the space with light.

Your eyes widen when you look at the millions of dollars worth of vehicles equally spaced with precision in front of you. While you recognize some brands: Lamborghini, Ferrari, Bugatti, and Mercedes, there are more that you don't, and your eyes glaze over at the pure wealth displayed in the garage.

Tanaka's excited voice pulls you from your haze as he practically jumps up and down in place, “Can we take the Bugatti?” he shouts questioningly, making you jump.

“Sure thing,” Daichi replies as he takes the keys to the Bugatti Veyron SS off the hook and tosses them to Kiyoko.

You watch her unlock the car and climb into the driver's seat as Tanaka jumps into the passenger seat next to her. The engine roars to life and she carefully pulls it out of the garage before she peels off towards the track, leaving you and Daichi alone in the garage. 

“So, do you see a car you like?” he questions, his eyes following the car as it barrels around a corner.

The first real time alone with him since landing here and he decides to ignore the elephant in the room? You wouldn’t be surprised if there was actually an elephant around here somewhere.

You ignore his question and turn to face him, “Dai, what the fuck. What is this place? How are you so rich?” 

“I'm not rich, my parents are,” he quickly retorts, turning to face you.

“That's exactly what a rich person would say,” you roll your eyes at him.

“I know you must feel pretty deceived right now; it was so nice when I was just Daichi to you, not the heir to this big conglomerate worth millions of dollars,” he walks close to you, moving to place his hands on your shoulders but stopping himself, and lets his hands fall to the side almost in defeat. 

“My dad is this huge businessman and he has all these women who throw themselves at him because of his money. He's never been in love, even when he was with my Mom, and I didn’t want that. I don't want that. I want to be in love. I want to marry someone I'm in love with and not because it is what has been decided for me.” 

Of course, he would have a real reason that you couldn't get mad at. And of course, it’s romantic as hell. At least he’s being open about it now.

You look up at him, and you realize that this is the same Daichi that he's always been. Those are the same eyes that you've been looking at for months, the same hands that have held you so many times, the same Daichi as always, just a different setting.

“You know I'm not like that Dai, you could have told me,” you reply, your voice softer than it was earlier.

He takes a step closer, his hands reaching out and rubbing away at the stress in your shoulders.

“I know, I know, I’m sorry that I kept this hidden from you. I should have told you.” He sighs, closing the remaining space between the two of you and moving his hands to cup your face. “I just want you to understand what getting into a full relationship with me would mean.”

The way Daichi is looking at you makes your heart melt. His eyes reach your face in desperation, half expecting you to push him away but you just lean into his hands, closing your eyes and savoring his touch before you match his vulnerable gaze.

“What would a full relationship mean then, Daichi?” you practically purr at him.

“It means all this,” he says before kissing you lightly. “All the fun stuff, the cars, the houses, the private jets,” he kisses you again. “But it also comes with a lot of not fun stuff too.”

You take a deep breath before responding, heart pounding from the intimacy of the moment. “And what would happen if I said that I still wanted a relationship with you? Even with the not-fun stuff.”

His breath hitches before he smiles. “I'd give you everything,” he whispers, eyes searching yours again, thumbs caressing your lips softly as he still cradles your face in his hands. “I'd buy you the moon if you wanted it.”

“Good thing I don't want the moon then.” You grab his shirt, closing the gap between the two of you before kissing him.

His hands fall to your hips before he starts to push you backwards towards the Ferrari behind you, until your ass hits the car, never disconnecting from the kiss.  

His lips feel warm on yours as you get swept away into the moment with him. Your lips moving in tandem before his tongue expertly sweeps out at your bottom lip. You let out a moan, allowing his tongue to slip into your mouth. 

His grip on your waist only gets harder when he starts to move his body against yours, rutting his hips against yours, letting out a small moan into your mouth.

If the two of you weren't so caught up in each other, you would have heard Kuroo pull up to the garage and step out of his car before just staring at the two of you locked in each other's embrace. He rests his cheek on his short car door before he reaches a hand inside his car to honk the horn. You and Daichi startle at the sound, pulling apart as Daichi sends Kuroo a death glare.

Kuroo lets out a loud laugh unaffected by Daichi’s glare. “Thanks for the show, but are we going to race or what?”

Daichi waves him off, looking back down at you, his eyes bouncing from your lips to your eyes, with a smirk, “Do you want to drive?”

You hear Kuroo drive away as you playfully smack Daichi’s chest before you exclaim, “God no!”

His eyes close as he chuckles at you, “Okay, fair. But which one do you want to take?”

You look around at the cars not really knowing too much about them, so you ask, “Which one is the fastest?”

He smirks at you and says, “That’s my girl,” before throwing an arm around your shoulder and grabbing the key for the white Koenigsegg Regera off the hook.

He walks you over to the passenger side of the car, opening the scissor door for you and watching you take a seat before pulling it closed and jogging to his side, getting in the car. 

The brown leather of the interior is a stark contrast to the white of the outside paint, and you find your body being cradled in the expensive bucket seat. Daichi leans over you, grabbing your seat belt and buckling it for you, bringing his face inches away from yours, teasing you before he buckles his own seat.

He pulls out of the garage slowly before putting the pedal to the floor and driving off towards the airstrip, racing around a few tight corners before he drives towards the runway where the other three cars are already lined up. 

Bokuto jumps off of his side fender when he sees you and Daichi approach and makes his way inside his car with an excited spring in his step. Kiyoko kisses Tanaka before making her way into her borrowed car and Kuroo, who was sitting cross-legged on the roof of his car watches the two of you pull up before jumping down and walking towards you.

Daichi meticulously lines up the front wheels with the other cars, before letting the engine idle, rolling down the window to talk to Kuroo.

When the rooster-haired man leans down to talk into the window, you don't miss his glance at you, before his eyes dart back to Daichi, and a small dusting of pink appears on his cheeks.

“We've decided we're doing a mile drag, first to cross the line wins, the loser has to make dinner and wash the dishes,” Kuroo announces.

Daichi looks over to you, intertwining your fingers and bringing them up to lips, kissing your knuckles, and a determined look crosses his face, his mouth turning up on the corner in a smirk. “Winner gets to pick what's for dinner, so you better decide what you want.”

His competitive side is something that you rarely see, usually only coming out when he's challenged, and the charged air around him has heat pooling between your legs. 

Daichi lets your hand go and starts going through the settings of the car, setting up the launch control, mumbling to himself as he remembers how to set it up, as Kuroo heads back to his car.

You hear the roar of the other engines as they come to life and look through Daichi’s window at the other drivers, all giving thumbs up, ready to start.

Before Daichi gives his thumbs-up, he turns to you, “Just keep your head back, alright?”

You give him a worried look, but comply, placing the back of your head on the headrest behind you. You're concerned about what to do with your hands so you decide to place them in your lap.

Daichi gives the thumbs up and rolls his window up, giving the engine a few revs before hovering his foot over the gas in wait.

You watch as a now shirtless Tanaka walks out in between the cars. You can barely hear him as he starts to count down from five, but when he gets to one, he starts waving his shirt in the air wildly and Daichi slams on the gas.

The world starts to blur as the car accelerates. The loud roar of the engine assaults your ears as your heart starts to beat faster from the sudden adrenaline rush. 

Time seems to slow as you go faster. You watch the speedometer increase: 60, 80,100, 120 and it’s still climbing.

The noise of the air rushes past as the car seamlessly cuts through and you feel your heart beating in your throat. 

You look over at Daichi to see a big smile on his face; he knows he’s winning and you take the time to look back as Kuroo is being passed by Kiyoko, and she's getting closer to Daichi.

You let out a laugh: the crazy speeds and all the adrenaline pumping through making your body seem like it's on fire.

You glance at the speedometer and watch it hit 240 mph before you and Daichi cross the finish line first and he slams on the brakes. You are very glad you listened to him about keeping your head back, or else you're sure you would have whiplash.

Daichi stops the car, putting it in park before turning to look at you, your eyes full of bewilderment as your body tries to process the fact that you're in one piece after such a rush. 

“Holy shit Dai! You won! We won! That was amazing!” you exclaim frantically to a smiling Daichi, laughing along with you as you stammer on about how fast it was. 

The other cars form a circle with the hoods facing each other, and you watch as everyone starts to get out.

Daichi nods his head towards the others, “Come on, let’s go gloat.”

Everyone sits or leans against the hood of their cars, and Daichi once again has you tucked under his arm. You laugh along with the group and their antics as they argue over the standings. The official decision was that Daichi won, which was unanimous, with Kiyoko taking second, followed by Kuroo and Bokuto. 

Bokuto said something about his launch control was being finicky before all of you hear whooping and yelling coming from a very out-of-breath Tanaka. He had apparently started running after the cars had left and was just now reaching the group.

Everyone is in high spirits as you talk for a bit and you seem to mesh seamlessly with them, throwing out a few quips that make Bokuto and Kuroo snort, teaming up with Kiyoko when the boys get too rowdy. It almost seems like you're not the new person in the group, that you’ve known them forever, and you are really happy that Daichi has surrounded himself with great people.

The rest of the evening was spent driving the cars and having long chats afterwards, about nothing and everything all at once. 

When it came time for dinner, since you and Dai were the winners, you got to decide what Bokuto was making for everyone. His attempt at your favorite dish left the kitchen filled with smoke and Daichi surprised everyone with pizza, even before talks of a back up plan for was discussed.

Then you heard the horn of a ship, followed by mixed reactions as the five of you clear up dinner and get ready to leave the mansion for the ‘sex ferry,’ as Bokuto called it.

Daichi gets closer to you and murmurs into your hair, “Watch out for pervs on the boat, stay close to me, yeah?” You nod, as you wrap your arm around his ready to leave.

That is, until Kiyoko stops Daichi before the two of you make it out the door, “I’m stealing her for a second, she can't go on a yacht dressed like that!”

You look yourself over in the mirror and you have to admit, Kiyoko did an excellent job dressing you up.

Your hair is perfectly styled and your face has just the right amount of makeup. Kiyoko crosses in front of the mirror applying the finishing touch: a shimmering lip gloss that is the perfect shade for you. The oversized, white knit sweater that she had you put on hangs loosely over your curves, tucked in perfectly into the brown skirt that she picked out for you. It's not a look that you would usually go for, but you have to give her credit, she did a good job, you look stunning.

On the way up to this ginormous closet, she had explained to you that Daichi’s sisters had this closet stocked with every size and designer label known to man, just in case any of their friends needed a last minute change of clothes. 

At first, you didn't believe her, but when you saw the enormous room with a rainbow of color-coordinated clothes hanging from floor to ceiling you changed your tune. You were even more shocked to find that all of the clothes still had their price tags on, wincing at the $1,000 price of one pair of pants.

Kiyoko gives you one last glance over before she starts to get herself ready, dressing in a black long-sleeved dress, the hem of the skirt falling just at her thighs and fishnet stockings, the exact opposite of the aesthetic she chose for you. 

She applies her red lipstick with a pop before turning to you, “Well, what do you think?’

She takes your hand and twirls you around so that you are facing the mirror before she rests her chin on your shoulder.

You laugh at her antics, before replying, “I think we look hot!”

The two of you make your way down to the boat, exiting the mansion through a side door and make your way down to the dock.

Now that you are up close to the boat, you can see the massive amount of people on board. The four decks are filled to the brim with people dancing, talking, and making out, all with various drinks in their hands, and you can see Aoba Johsai written in cursive on the side of the boat.

The two of you step onboard and you hear him before you see him, “Kiyoko, over here!”

Tanaka is calling out for her through the crowd of people, leaning along the railing of the boat, dressed in all black and holding two beers.

She makes her way through the crowd with you close behind. Tanaka wraps her in his arms, kissing her on the cheek.

“Looking good babe,” he growls into her ear as she takes one of the beers from his hand.

The two of them look like they are about to start making out with all of their flirty touches, and you would like to find Daichi as soon as possible so you clear your throat and ask, “Do you know where Daichi is?”

“He's usually in the second-floor pool room; it’s up the stairs, second door on the right,” Tanaka replies while gesturing toward the stairway back by where you just came from.

You nod and take your leave, making your way to the stairs, bumping into people on the crowded deck. After the first few steps, you look back at Kiyoko, wondering if she’s coming with you. Too late, you think as you watch Tanaka pull her hips closer to his, whisper into her ear, and start kissing down her neck.

You shake your head and continue on, happy that she's having fun, but wishing you still had her company by your side. 

At the top of the stairs, you only see one door that opens to an empty hallway. You decide to take your luck with it, even if this isn't the right place, it's a nice space to take a breather from all the people. 

You open the door and what you thought was a quiet hallway turns out to be an echo chamber for the bass echoing off the walls. Where is the music even coming from; you barely heard it outside?

Leaning against the wall, you take a few deep breaths, which are immediately interrupted by the smell of cigar smoke wafting towards you. Part of you wants to leave but the other part of you says stay, stay for him. 

This is so much to process, you can already feel a migraine coming on. The smell of cigar smoke and the thumping bass echoing off the walls of the ship isn't helping your stress levels. Where is Daichi? This would be so much easier if he would just appear by your side magically.

The door you just came through opens and shuts with a squeak, and you hope that your prayers have been answered, but when you turn to look at the person who just joined your space, it is very much not Daichi.

His blonde hair and very noticeable tongue ring are the farthest from Daichi as you can get, and you really wish that you weren't in this hallway alone with him right now.

He makes his way closer to you, getting in your personal space, leaning one arm against the wall next to your head to look you up and down, before licking his lips.

“Hey baby girl, are you lost?”  

You start to look for an exit as he moves closer to you. “No, I'm just looking for someone,” you reply.

His arms cage you in, not giving you any room to move away. “Aw, don't be like that, I can show you a good time too,” he insists. “The name's Yūji Terushima, you'll need to know it when you're screaming it out later.”

You try to move away from him but he won't let you pass, until you hear a door open. 

Daichi comes out of one of the side rooms and the instant he sees you trapped by this man, his eyes turn red with anger.

He rushes over to the two of you, yelling out, “Hey! Get off of her!”

Terushima isn't quick enough to respond, turning to face Daichi, but Daichi is already at his side sending his fist flying towards the blond's nose with a mean right hook. 

Your body sags with relief as Daichi pulls you into his arms and Terushima is on the floor withering in pain, gasping at his probably broken nose.

Daichi is frantically looking over you, checking your arms and face for any sort of harm, “Did he touch you? Are you okay?” he questions you rapidly.

You bury your face in his chest and nod, “Yeah, I'm ok.”

He puts his arms around you before pulling you away towards the door he just came from.  “We're down here,” he says, glaring at Terushima covered in his blood on the floor, leading you away from him.

The room that Daichi was in is stuffed full of people. People line the walls, getting very personal with each other, while others sit on the couches in the center of the room with people pulled onto their laps or under their arms. There are two pool tables on either side of the couches and you spot Kuroo and Bokuto playing what looks like a game of strip pool with four girls, and, from the looks of it, they are losing badly. On the other end of the room is a large bar, with glass bottles lining shelves behind it and a few empty bar stools.

Daichi chooses to ignore his almost naked friends and heads towards the bar, pulling out a stool for you before taking the seat next to you.

The bartender has very fluffy brown hair with matching brown eyes and once he's done serving up drinks to the couple down the bar, he makes his way over to you.

He starts to gather a glass for Daichi without even asking him what he wanted and then looks at you expectantly, “Well cutie, what can I get for you?”

Daichi levels his gaze at the man, and you can feel the deep grumble vibrate from his chest before he turns to you, “This,” he gestures to the bartender, “is Oikawa.”

Oikawa gives you a wink before scurrying out of Daichi’s reach as he playfully tries to grab him, causing Daichi to let out a huff. 

With the weird environment you're in, you think it's best to forgo alcohol, at least for now, so you ask Oikawa for water.

He hands you a glass with lots of ice in it and you watch the way the two of them interact. Their friendship looks to be built on a bed of mutual annoyance, but you can see how they care about each other hidden in the undertones of their speech. 

The night goes on and you spend a lot of it with Oikawa and Daichi at the bar. Oikawa asks you lots of personal questions, some of which you choose to ignore, and some of them you indulge him a little. If Daichi trusts him, it's okay for you too, right?

Just as your ass is starting to hurt from the barstool, a younger man comes up to Daichi, his orange hair bouncing in the wind as he practically vibrates in place. You catch his name, Hinata, and some of what he's trying to explain. There seems to be trouble between him and another guy, and he came to Daichi to be the mediator. 

You can't blame him; in fact, if you were having any sort of trouble, Daichi's the first person that you would seek out. Daichi is so strong and dependable, he makes the rest of the world feel safe and easy. It's not that he makes problems go away but he seems to take in the situation for what it is and find a solution that seems so blatantly obvious you can't believe that no one else thought of it first.

Daichi is that and so much more. His playfulness and competitiveness are something that you saw today when he was driving that car. Not to mention how hot he looked behind the wheel, his arms muscles were on full display and you barely even got the chance to stare at them. You think about going back in time just so that you could watch them flex as he gripped the steering wheel.

You shake your head, trying to pull your brain away from the horny thoughts, but all that manages to do is send you back to the memories of your hot makeout session in the garage earlier. How his hands were all over your body, his lips pressed to yours...

Daichi’s laugh pulls you from your daydream and you realize that he, Hinata and Oikawa are all staring at you. His hand is waving in front of your face, “Earth to Y/N.”

Your shocked expression tells you everything he needs to know so he repeats himself, putting his hand on your knee, “You good here for a minute? I gotta help Hinata with something.” You nod at him and the two walk off together.

Oikawa talks to you in between serving people drinks and you manage to have a decent conversation about your university studies. Turns out, he is studying a major very similar to yours.

Oikawa pulls his phone out and answers it, before putting it down on his shoulder, turning to you, “I have to take this, I’ll have one of my boys take you to Daichi.”

He turns to one of the nearby couches close to the bar before barking out, “Mattsun, take her out to where Daichi is. I have some shit to deal with.”

The man he called out to kisses the blonde sitting on his lap before moving her off of him so that he can help you find Daichi. His tall body leads you out onto the deck of the boat through hordes of drunk people dancing and making out until you spot an orange mess of hair and Daichi standing next to him.

As you get closer you notice a small, but rather important detail that you couldn't see when you were farther away, Daichi is surrounded by tall, skinny, gorgeous-looking supermodels, and all of them seem to have their hands on him.

Daichi seems not to notice the touches, he's too focused on a boy with black hair laying upside down on a lounge chair, his hair softly caressing the wooden deck with every small gust of wind. 

You notice another woman start to touch his hair before Daichi swats her away like she’s a fly before he's kneeling to look at the chair guy again. 

Mattsun leads you closer to Daichi, announcing your arrival before saying his goodbyes and heading back where he came from. You yell out thanks as he is leaving and he waves his hand in the air as he walks away.

Daichi stands from his kneeling position and moves to your side. He has to get closer to your ear to talk as you are now closer to wherever the loud music is coming from but you don't mind, wrapping your arms around his waist possessively, eyeing the other girls.

“Kageyama had too much to drink, he's absolutely wasted,” Daichi says loudly, making sure you can hear him over the bumping bass.

You wished you would have grabbed your water before you left the bar. Just when you're about to suggest someone go get him some water, Oikawa bursts out onto the deck from a side door, exclaiming, “That little shit!” before running off towards the upper decks. You see that he's being followed by Mattsun, the guy who just helped you, and two other men, one with spiky black hair and the other with short pink hair. They all look extremely pissed.

You hear the sound of helicopter blades before you feel a blast of wind, causing the water to start rippling around the boat. You look curiously up at Daichi before he's turning and barking orders to Hinata to get the drunk guy some water and crackers before he's grabbing your hand.

“There's only one man that could be, and we better go make sure Oikawa doesn't kill him.”

By the time you two make it to the upper deck where the helipad is, there already seems to be a standoff in place. A tall man with dark olive hair stands with a large briefcase tucked under the arm of his suit coat. He does not look like he's dressed for a party, but instead like he's about to go into a courtroom.

This new man's face is void of emotion as Oikawa is practically snarling at him, lip upturned like an angry dog.

Daichi runs between the two warring factions, putting up his hands to Oikawa before turning to the tall man.

But before Daichi can say anything Oikawa is yelling over his head, “Who said you could land here, get lost!”

The tall man completely ignores Oikawa, walking up to Daichi, “Ah, Sawamura, just the man I was hoping to see.”

Oikawa's face turns red with anger, if this was an anime you are sure that there would be steam coming out of his head.

Daichi looks at him quizzically, “All this just to see me? Should we go talk in private?”

Ushijima gives him a confirming grunt, nodding his head and Daichi leads him around Oikawa and his men, stopping to whisper something in Oikawa's ear, looking at you, before making his way over to you.

His hand cups your face and you nuzzle into them as he speaks, “I have to go talk to Ushijima. Oikawa said he'll watch out for you so stay here until I get back alright?”

You don't want to leave his side again, but this must be important if a guy is willing to land on what seems to be his mortal enemy's boat only to talk to Daichi. You give him a small pout before you nod, and he kisses you before turning and jogging after the mysterious Ushijima.

Oikawa throws his hands up into the air making his way over to a bar. Damn, he really has these things on every level, doesn't he?

This bar is smaller than the one in the pool room, and only has two stools, but there is a long couch next to it where his men sit down. He motions for you to take a seat at the bar as he starts pouring drinks for the other three, before offering to do the same for you. Taking him up on his offer this time he makes you both matching fruity drinks with cute umbrellas before he joins you, sitting at the barstool next to you.

Oikawa still seems to be on edge from his confrontation with Ushijima, or the lack of one, so the two of you sit in comfortable silence for a bit. You watch some of the party-goers stumble around on the lower decks, and you see women and men come up to talk to the three sitting on the couches. You pick up their names after a bit — Iwaizumi, Makki, and Mattsun, are what everyone calls them — and you eventually watch Mattsun get pulled away by the busty blonde you saw him with earlier.

Oikawa seems to pull himself out of his mental slump when he finishes his drink while you've only been sipping on yours, so you are nowhere near close to finishing it. He makes his way back over to the bar side and washes his cup before he starts making another concoction for himself.

He breaks his silence, “So, you and Daichi are pretty cute together.”

You hum at him in agreement, taking another small sip of your drink.

He continues, “He must be pretty serious about you if he's bringing you all the way out here. He's never brought a girl here before.”

Daichi and you haven't talked about your past relationships, but you aren't really surprised to hear that with what he told you earlier about wanting to be in love.

You don't want to pry, but you do want to know more. This side of Daichi’s life is still a mystery to you. 

“Not even one girl?” you ask him in all sincerity.

Oikawa smirks, glad that he caught your attention with that one. “Well, he did date a girl from our neck of the woods, if that's what you want to call us rich shits. She was hot and smart but they never really seemed to mesh.”

You give him a curious look so he continues, “She was all business, no heart. And you know Daichi, his heart is ten times too big. They just didn't work.”

You nod taking in your new information before you feel someone next to you, the man with the pink hair, Makki. 

He opens his mouth before he leans on the bar to stabilize himself, the alcohol apparently starting to kick in. His words are slurred together. “Are you two talking about Daichi? I heard some models say they would pay $10,000 to lick one of his thigh muscles!”

Oikawa pushes the drunken Makki off the bar and he stumbles back to the couch before slumping over into a woman's cleavage.

“Don't mind him,” Oikawa says, trying to bring back the lighter mood from earlier. “He doesn't know what he's talking about.”

Oh, but you do know what he’s talking about. You've been avoiding the thoughts since you landed, but now there's no holding back the dark thoughts you've been trying to suppress. 

How are you supposed to be good enough for him? For Daichi and his big heart? You've seen it so much tonight, the way he laughs and takes care of his friends, like it’s second nature, coming easier than breathing for him. He's so caring, compassionate, fun and you're just you. 

How are you supposed to compete for his attention when you are up against literal supermodels? 

You swipe at frustrated tears forming in the corner of your eyes before speaking to Oikawa, “Can you tell Daichi I’m gonna go back to the house, I'm tired. But it was nice to meet you.”

You were very much not tired. This was the most wide-awake you have felt in quite some time. Your mind races with all the things that are wrong about the situation you find yourself in. You would laugh at how being on a billionaire’s floating sex boat is what made you feel this insecure if you weren’t feeling so pathetic.

You find your way off the boat with ease, pushing past people grinding on each other to get back to the dock so you can make your way to the safety of your bedroom. 

As you get to the house’s side door you hear a familiar voice calling out your name.

Turning around, you see Daichi running up the path you just took, before he stops next to you, out of breath. 

“Did you sprint all the way up here?” you ask him.

“Yeah…” he pants out in between breaths. “I wanted ... to catch you.”

“I told Oikawa I was going to bed, it’s been a long day and —,” you try to explain but he interrupts you. 

“Are you actually tired?”

You are fidgeting with your hands, not wanting to lie to him, “Well, not exactly...”

“Come somewhere with me.” It flows out of his mouth like a demand but you can see the question in his eyes as they gleam in the darkness. You look at him quizzically before he continues, “Don't worry, no one else is gonna be there.”

Your lips turn in a small smile at his statement, “Just us?”

He takes your hands, placing them both between his own and brings them to his lips, giving your knuckles a light kiss. He keeps them there when he replies, “Yes, just us. I promise.”

You think for a minute, and then give him a hesitant yes. 

His face lights up, “Okay, let's get some supplies.”

He takes your hand, pulling you into the kitchen, grabbing the snacks you like, and a nice chilled glass of water along with two glasses before motioning to a cupboard, telling you to grab the best blankets. 

When you rub the blankets on your skin to test which ones are softer, Daichi smirks at you. 

“Cute,” he says before making his way over to you, “but make sure you grab one of the big sturdy ones too.”

He grabs a basket for all the stuff and wraps you in one of the soft blankets before heading to the elevator that was tucked away in the corner of the kitchen.

“An elevator, really?” you grin at him, your earlier frustration easing away the more time you spend with him and his smile.

“To be fair, it was installed before we bought the house, but my grandma does use it a lot.”

The two of you ride the elevator to the top floor where Daichi starts running a hand along the wall looking for something. When a secret door pops open, he laughs at your shocked expression before motioning you to follow him inside.  

A hidden staircase leads the two of you up to the roof and you take in the sight of the grounds. You can see the race track where you spent your evening, the large yacht floating below filled with people still bumping away to the music, and the stars... You swear that you've never seen the stars shine so bright before. You can see them weaving patterns in the night sky, their stories unknown to you but you enjoy their beauty nonetheless.

When you look over at Daichi, his eyes are soft as they trace your features, and you love the way his gaze makes you feel.

He leads you out to a small section of the roof near the middle of the house where he lays the thick blanket on the ground, setting out the snacks and taking off his shoes before sitting down on the blanket, patting the spot next to him as you take off your shoes and join him.

The two of you sit together, eating snacks, sharing stories for a while, staring up at the night sky together, before he turns to you with a playful glint in his eyes. 

“Let's play a game,” he proposes.

You look him over and nod, waiting for him to explain the game.

“It's easy, just ask me anything, whatever you need answered and I won't hold anything back.” He seems very confident, obviously wanting to make himself an open book after keeping this big secret from you. There are so many things you could ask, you don’t know where to start. 

You raise an eyebrow at him before asking, “What is the worst decision you've ever made?”

He rolls his head to look you in the eyes, before raising his eyebrows at you, “Going right for the hard-hitting questions then?”

“You said you'd answer Daichi, are you gonna take that back?” you say with a little smirk.

He thinks for a moment before replying. “Fine,” He says before rolling his eyes, “I let Bokuto give me a tattoo once when we were both drunk.”

He sees your quizzical eyes as you try to suppress your laughter, “It’s on my ass and it’s a smiley face. Stop laughing!”

You can't stop the laughter that comes from you as you imagine your big strong Daichi with a funky little tattoo on his ass cheek. You are wiping the tears out of your eyes as he takes his opportunity for revenge.

“Okay, my turn!” he exclaims, rubbing his hands together.

You have to stop laughing so hard so that you can retort, “Wait, wait, you never said that I would have to answer too!”

He smiles and shakes his head, laughing. “Yeah, I guess you're right. How about I get to ask you a question for every two questions you ask me? And you don't have to answer if you don't want to.”

You look at him questioningly and you are very curious as to what Daichi would want to know about you so badly he’s willing to put himself on the line first. “Sounds fun,” you smile. 

“Good, what's your second question?”

“What were you talking about with that guy, Ushijima?”

He looks uncomfortable as he tries to think about how to answer you. “Well, he mostly just saw Oikawa's boat and wanted to annoy him,” he chuckles before continuing. “But he also wanted to talk about a deal that our fathers are trying to make to secure our family ties. It's something that we both are very against.”

His answer leaves you with more questions, “What do you mean, ‘family ties’?”

He smoothly switches from his uncomfortable state and offers you a coy smile, “Do you want that to be your next question, sweetheart?”

Rolling your eyes at him you respond, “Ugh, no.”

“Okay, good because I really don't want to think about it. My turn then.” He thinks for a second before asking, “Do you think this,” he gestures into the air, “is too much for you? You know, the cars, boats, houses, money?”

You pause to gather your thoughts, staring up at the night sky again.

“I think that it's a lot to take in all at once,” you say slowly, calculating each word before it comes out of your mouth. “Especially the sex party boat,” you chuckle, “But I could get used to it.” You let the ‘for you’ hang in the air unspoken. 

He grabs your hand, looking up to the stars, “I’m glad. Okay, what's your next question?”

You don't want to ruin the mood and ask about the ‘family ties’ between his and Ushijima’s families, so instead, you choose a safer route. 

“What was it like growing up?”

He seems taken aback at first before a simple smile adorns his face, “My parents didn't love each other, not really. They had me, and then my brothers and sisters, but when times got hard they didn't support each other. They divorced pretty early in my life, I was still a kid when it happened.”

He pauses when you squeeze his hand in reassurance, but he's still smiling as he continues, “They split the companies between them, got us a nanny, and we bounced back and forth between houses every few months. I eventually just ended up as the caretaker for my siblings, making sure they didn't turn into spoiled brats.”

His laugh at the last part is so genuine it makes your heart flutter, but even so, his life has been far from perfect. “Wow, Daichi, I’m sorry you had to go through that.”

“It wasn't that bad, I got to have a lot of fun.” He shakes off your concerned look before he gets to ask his question, “My turn again. What was it like for you growing up?”

You explain to him about your family dynamic, watching how his eyes seem to light up when you make jokes and then fall when you mention your hardships. He squeezes your hand like he never wants to let go when you finish telling him your stories, a playful smile returning to his lips before he tells you to ask your next set of questions. 

You think of what to ask next, and your face grows hot as your brain churns up a question that you have never talked about with Daichi before. 

Your tongue stumbles as the words flow from your mouth, “Have you had sex before?”

He tries to suppress his smile, “Yeah a few times, not with anyone really special though.”

Your lips part in surprise and you find yourself asking in a breathless tone, “What’s your number?”

Daichi leans closer to you, erasing the distance between your bodies as his hands move up the skin on your exposed thigh, leaving goosebumps in their wake, “Is that your next question?”

You're breathless, the heat from his fingers distracting you from the fire brewing inside you,  “Yeah, it is.”

Daichi’s lips are so close to your own you can feel his breath on your soft skin, his voice dipping an octave when he asks, “Why, do you want to be one of them?”

You clear your mind enough to retort back at him. “Is that your next question?” you say, brushing your nose against his teasingly.

“Yes,” he answers before his breath hitches in his throat as you move your hands to his thighs.

“You first,” you giggle as his cheeks turn a bright shade of pink.

He answers as quickly as possible, his words almost too fast to hear but his tone is so low it sends shockwaves straight to your core. “It’s four, Laney in high school, this girl Kay at a party, Hime my ex and then Jackie in college a year ago. Your turn.”

Your mind clouds with his scent as you bring your hands up to his chest. Why is he so hot when talking about other people he's fucked, and why aren't you more jealous? 

“I- uh, yeah. I would love to be your number five,” you stammer out. 

He smirks at you, both of you are very obviously in need of each other's touch, more than you were getting and you can't deny how good it feels to have his undivided attention like this. Something about Daichi makes you forget your sense of self, and his touch instantly sends your heart racing.

“Do you have any more questions, sweetheart?”

You nod, biting your lip, “Are you going to kiss me, Dai?”

He nods before his eyes search yours. The stars tonight are reflected in his dark irises and you swear that you could get lost in him if you looked long enough. 

Daichi moves closer to you at an agonizingly slow pace, and you savor the electricity that is simmering in the distance. It's enough to have your heart skip a beat before he closes the gap.

His lips meet yours and it's slow at first. His touch and kiss are reminiscent of the way that stars seemingly burn for eons until they can't take any more heat and explode in a fury of passion.

You grab the collar of his shirt, bringing him impossibly closer to you, wanting to erase any remaining space between the two of you. You seemingly throw him off his balance as he almost falls on top of you. You can feel him smile into the kiss before he starts to reposition your body with his big, strong hands. 

Daichi sits back, before pulling your body into his lap, wrapping your legs around his waist before continuing the kiss. His tongue swipes at your bottom lip and you moan at the contact, allowing him access, while you snake your hands into his hair, giving his roots a slight tug to get him to kiss you harder.

More. You need more.

His hands move up your body from your hips with a slow drag of his fingertips up to your neck, cradling your head in his hands, angling your head to kiss you deeper. 

Your body burns at the contact with him, your soul reaching out for his through your kiss. Hearts melting and colliding into one supernova as your lips push and pull against each other. This heat that ignites within you that only he can seem to control, grows and grows until you feel like you're going to go insane if you don't touch him more soon. 

Grinding your hips down on him, you can feel how much he is enjoying this, and you can't help but smile when he lets out a small whine into your mouth. Kissing him harder you start to move your hips against his as he ruts up into you at the same time. The delicious friction you've been craving but it's not enough, you need more.

His mind must have melded with yours because he stops kissing you, pulling away with your bottom lip caught between his teeth until you let out a small gasp. 

“Pretty girl, tell me you want this,” he asks breathlessly.

You feel your cunt clench at his praise, needing more from him, needing everything. 

“Dai, I want all of you.”

His breath hitches in his throat, and his eyes take in the sight of you on top of him with the endless backdrop of stars above you. 

The look he's giving you melts any remaining pieces of your heart into a giant puddle, his eyes are soft and a small smile is on his lips as he whispers, “I think I’m falling in love with you.”

You rest your forehead on his, looking him in the eyes and reply, “me too.”

He smiles at you bigger and you can't imagine feeling any happier than you are right now, his eyes crinkle in happiness before he buries his face into your chest, wrapping around you and hugging you with a huge amount of strength. 

You let him hold you like that for a few seconds before the need growing in your stomach becomes unbearable.

You move your hands to cradle his head, pulling him from your chest so that you can look at him. His eyes are half-lidded looking up at you in awe, like he can’t believe that you're here with him on his lap.

“Daichi,” you practically purr, “please, fuck me.”

His eyes flutter at your words, and he bites his lip. He looks like he's fighting some sort of internal battle.

Before you can register his movement, the world is tilting on its axis, and your back is now on the soft blanket. His strong arms caging you under him and your legs are around his waist as he leans over you.

You can see why he was staring up at you earlier, he looks heavenly with the night sky as his backdrop. The soft glow from the house illuminating his features and he looks beautiful and so fucking sexy. 

His eyes land on your lips and you watch as one corner of his mouth tilts up in satisfaction at your reaction to him. 

“Aw, my girl thinks I'm sexy,” he says, nuzzling his nose against yours as he taunts you.

You can't believe you said that out loud, but it's true so you nod, worried what else will come out of your mouth if you choose to open it. 

He leans down so that he is right next to your ear and he growls, “I think she’s fucking sexy too.” 

He gives your earlobe a small nip before he starts kissing your neck. You turn your head, giving him more room, and he takes full advantage of it, tracing his tongue along your pulse before moving his lips against your skin. His lips search your neck until he finds that spot that makes you gasp, and then he focuses all his attention there, biting it lightly before his tongue swipes away the sting. 

You moan for him, moving your hand to his hair, gathering some between your fingers before he sucks hard. Your hips jut up, grinding on him in pleasure, and both of you moan into each other as your clothed cunt brushes against his hard cock.

“I’ve been so fucking hard for you since our kiss earlier.” His mouth kisses down to your shoulder which is still covered by your sweater. “Do you want my mouth or my fingers?”

His hands make their way under your sweater and over the skin of your stomach, before teasing your nipples through your bra and you let out a gasp when he gives one of them a squeeze, a warning for you not answering him.

“I asked you a question, answer me,” he says in a stern voice that sends shivers down your spine and makes your eyes flutter.

Your mind tries to calculate a response, as the assault on your nipples increases, sending shocks of pleasure right to your core.

Unable to focus on anything but how his fingers feel on your skin as he trails a hand down your body, “your fingers, please” you moan out for him.

He leans back and pushes your skirt up around your hips before he starts to tease his fingers along the cloth covering your core. 

His gaze on you makes you want to cover yourself up, but when you move to close your legs, his hand grabs your knee and pushes you back open for him.

He uses both of his hands to pull your underwear down, staring at the string of slick that connects them and your soaked folds. He tosses them somewhere over his shoulder, before taking in the sight before him. The cold night air meets your warm cunt and sends shivers up your spine, but the cold is quickly replaced with the heat of Daichi’s warm hands on your thighs.

“God, you're beautiful,” he groans, as he watches your cunt flutter around nothing at the depth of his voice. Fingers moving back to your slit, teasing your folds before he moves his fingers up to circle your clit.

You let out a gasp when he finally touches you where you've been needing him. Your hips jut up in search of more contact. 

He teases his fingers through your folds before sliding one into you. You can feel how wet you are and it makes your face heat up but he feels so good inside you, you don't care.

He thrusts his finger into you a few times before adding a second, watching your face morph into pleasured bliss before focusing his attention on the way your walls are trying to suck him inside.

Your hands move to your chest, kneading the flesh there as he increases his pace, finger-fucking you until he finds the spot that makes you scream.

The pleasure in your body continues to build as he focuses all his attention on that one spot. Your nerves are all on fire and you can feel the building pressure, just waiting to be released. Daichi is making you feel so alive, his fingers working magic on your body, weaving their way into your soul and imprinting his mark there where it can never leave.

All of the muscles in your body tense and you hear Daichi say, “cum for me,” before the coil inside you snaps and your body convulses in pleasure, singing out his name in praise as he sends you to the stars. His voice and fingers still work you over, sending more pleasure into your system before you feel yourself gush around his fingers, your body almost folding in on itself as you grab at his wrist to hold him still inside of you. 

Your breath comes out in short bursts as you relax onto the blanket with him still kneeling between your legs. When you look up at him, he has the cockiest smile on his face, obviously proud of himself.

You weakly smile and nod at him, hoping that he understands that he just sent you into orbit before you stretch out your hands for him. 

He reaches out, and you pull him down on top of you. You kiss him roughly and he eagerly ruts his hips into you, moaning into your mouth when he can feel your wetness seeping through his pants.

You reach down between your bodies, unbuckling his belt and undoing the button on his pants. You try to get to his cock, but with the angle you're at and his boxers getting in the way, you can't seem to reach, and you let out a small whine. 

Daichi seems to understand, and he pushes his pants and boxers down past his thighs, giving you the perfect view of his cock. 

It makes your mouth water and you want to taste him so bad. Your hands move to stroke him, gathering the precum that leaks onto your fingers before you pop them into your mouth, lapping up the flavor eagerly.

You moan at the taste, sucking on your fingers, wishing they were his cock. You vow to yourself to take him down your throat and have him at your mercy before the end of this trip.

Daichi’s hand pumps his shaft a few times before he runs the tip through your folds, gathering your slick, before circling your clit with the head of his cock. 

You moan at how thick and heavy he feels against your soft folds. “Please Dai. I need you so bad, please, fuck me.”

He lets out a groan. “When you ask so nicely, how can I say no?”

He lets go of his cock, and moves his hands up to hold yours, interlocking your fingers together before his lips connect to yours in a hungry kiss. He holds eye contact with you as he slowly moves his hips into position as the head of his cock slowly presses into you.

You watch him bite his lip as he fights the urge to buck into you, his half-lidded eyes concentrating on your face, watching your mouth form into a beautiful ‘o’ and your eyes flutter as he pushes more of himself inside you. 

When his hips are flush against yours, he stills, wanting to give you time to get used to his girth. He can't help but savor the way your walls are squeezing him and sucking him into you. You give him a slow nod before he starts moving again, slowly pulling out of you and before pushing back in with more power.

You can't help but dig your nails into the back of his hands, forming crescent-shaped indents. The way his cock hits all of the spots inside of you perfectly has you questioning if this is a dream, but the way he sounds and looks as he moves above you is something so hot that your brain could never imagine it this perfectly.

His lips scatter kisses along your jaw until he's at your neck again, savoring the feel of your still tender flesh against his tongue. He’s taking his time focusing on leaving his mark at the top of your collarbone, sucking and nipping at your skin.

His head falls to your shoulder and his breath turns uneven as he pants out, “if you keep squeezing me like that I'm not gonna last,” in between thrusts.

You aren't going to last either, the coil in your stomach is already dangerously close to snapping again.

“Da-Daddy,” you moan, completely lost in your pleasure.

He pauses above you with his cock still fully sheathed in your dripping cunt, his head snapping up off your shoulder to look into your eyes, his brow furrowing. “What did you just call me?”

It takes a second for your mind to process what you just said. His hips being completely still as his cock continues to stretch you is not helping your brain processes. 

And then it hits you, why did you just say that, oh no. “I’m sorry it slipped out — I’m so —” you panic, stopping when you realize he is shaking his head with a gleam in his eyes you haven’t seen before.

Daichi angles his hips before thrusting into you at an even harder and rougher pace. “Say it again,” he commands, each word accentuated by a heavy thrust.

You bite your lip as the pleasure takes over you once again as he pounds into you. The sheer strength he has is evident in the power behind each thrust.

You can't help yourself when you start babbling out a mixture of his name and new nickname, the two words becoming interchangeable on your tongue and streaming together. 

Daichi releases your hands so that he can get a better grip on your hips, pounding into you without abandon. His eyes go dark as he loses himself in the feeling of your cunt, so soft and pliant and warm all around him. All his.

He can feel you tensing around him, squeezing his soul out of his body as his cock begs for release.

He speaks through his teeth as his whole body is clenching, hold out his orgasm for you, "Fucking cum on my cock baby girl. I need to feel it."

He lets out a primal growl as you feel the pressure inside you release as your pussy milks his cock. Your orgasm crashing through you, forcing you to grip onto his strong shoulders, leaving dark circles that will eventually turn into bruises into his perfect skin. 

You cry out for him, chanting his name as your vision clouds over, and you swear you can see the universe unfolding and refolding in on itself as your body is propelled through time and space.

Your mind is hazy as your muscles twitch. Daichi is still pounding into you, babbling about how much of a good girl you are and how much he's going to fill you up, claim you as his. 

Your body is still shaking with pleasure when you feel Daichi’s thrusts start to waver, your pulsating walls still pulling him even deeper until he lets out a moan of your name above you. His eyes lock with yours as he spills his cum inside you, filling you up completely until it seeps out around his cock.

You both are panting as Daichi leans down to kiss you, his soft lips a stark contrast to the pounding your cunt just received. 

You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling his weight on top of you and keeping him sheathed inside you. 

The stars shine down on you in their infinite beauty and you wish you could stay in this moment forever with him, breathing in his scent, the two of your souls merged into one, with your breathing in sync. All you need is him, you think, only him and you could be happy forever.

Daichi wakes up to the sound of his phone buzzing on the nightstand. He looks down at your sleeping form on his chest and debates on whether or not he should move you to turn the assault of buzzing off. 

When his phone quiets down, he lets out a small sigh of relief.

After last night on the roof, the two of you managed to sneak to his room without anyone seeing you. Kuroo and Bokuto almost caught the two of you, but with women on each of their arms, they were a little too preoccupied trying to navigate through the mansion to pay attention to you and Daichi hiding in the shadows, giggling at their antics. 

After the two of you got cleaned up, you both got comfortable under the covers, talking the night away, exchanging small kisses and playful jabs before you fell asleep on his chest.

He looks back down at you, and you look so cute sleeping in one of his shirts, the little bit of drool pooling on his chest is adorable and he wishes his phone was closer so he could take a photo.

The incessant buzzing starts again and he lets out a small curse. 

Whoever is calling him must really need him. He takes a deep breath, inhaling your shampoo before he very slowly moves your sleeping body off him.

He grabs his phone off the nightstand before heading to the bathroom, not wanting to disturb your sleep with whatever this phone call is.

Finally looking down at the caller ID, he wishes he would have just thrown his phone out the window but nevertheless, he answers after letting out a big sigh. 

“Dad, what do you need?”

His father talks to him through the phone before Daichi has heard enough. He says one phrase to his dad before hanging up the phone and turning his phone off and slamming it on the counter.

“Drop it, I am not meeting with Hime.”

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Would you do a soft dom gundham tanaka x fem reader, but really soft? Stuff like praise and maybe a little bondage or thigh riding :)

A/N: hey hey! hope you enjoy this very cute request, it was so much fun to write! enjoy <33

Warning(s): smut, fluff, praise, bondage, thigh riding, Gundham being such a sweetheart, etc.

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— softdom!Gundham x fem!reader - Smut —

“Gun- Gundham… s’so much… hmm- I love this so muchhh.”

You whined, rutting harder against the rough cloth of his black pants. Rubbing against your pink cunt with such vigour. He chuckled, softly.

“Darling, it was easy enough to tell by the pure pleasure displayed on your face. Such a good girl…”

His hands grabbed your waist, helping you with your little activity. In response you gasped in pleasure.

“Tell me-me more… please, tell me h-how good I ammm..”

Gundham turned bright red to your request. Even redder then he was before. The poor boy was not too good at complimenting, never mind praise.

“You… you have the most exquisite body a man could dream of. Like valleys of beauty and grace,”

He started, looking down as to hide his flushed expression. He cleared his throat in his attempt to come out confident.

“Any pathetic human being who would disagree shall never know true beauty, my dear.”

Muttering under his breath with his romantic praises, Gundham saw you increase the speed of your equally pathetic rutting, proceeding to hide your face in his shoulder.

A sticky liquid was felt on his leg.

“Did you release, darling?” He asked, looking up to your face. Embarrassed as hell.

“I… I really liked the praising. Th-thank you for doing that…”

He held you in his arms tightly, pressing his ear against your chest to hear your slowly increased heartbeat. He shut his eyes and took a deep breath.

“You deserve it, my dear. Every last word is truth, as I, the Supreme overlord of Ice, has proclaimed!… but yes, you are truly beautiful, darling…”

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His Pride And Joy (1) ; Manjiro Sano X Fem! Reader (DISCONTUNIED)

Keep in mind: This AU Manjiro Sano (Mikey) is living under a new alias/identity to leave his past in the past. This series was inspired by these headcanons.

His alias is Shinichiro Jiro.

Manjiro Sano (Mikey) X Fem! Reader

Let’s jump into it.

Word Count: 1,970+

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Chapter One

The sound of an exhaustion engine was heard outside of the building, causing all the single ladies to know that sound by heart. They peek out of their classrooms to catch a glimpse of the hot father. It’s rare for him to show up, it’s usually his married brother who comes to school to deal with whatever the reason is.

“Oh god! The god-looking dilf is here. It’s not the brother.” Your best friend shamelessly eyeing him while he is sitting next to his kid talking to them in the hallway.

You playfully show your taller friend out of the way of the door and walk out to the hallway to see both fathers of the two children have arrived. You could sense the tension in the air between the two fathers glaring at each other.

“Sorry for calling both of you out from work. This kind of behavior can no longer continue, Mr. Tanaka. Your son has been getting in trouble for bullying and harassment. He has gotten into numerous fights with other boys who have defended the girl’s honor. However, this time it was going too far. He kept pulling Miss. Jiro’s hair when she told him to stop and leave her alone. One more i-”

“That bitch could be lying! Did you see that happening?” The father of the bully retorts and points at the black-haired girl with pitch-black colored eyes who was holding her father’s fist hand to prevent him from decking the other parent.

“Mr.-”

“Did you just refer to a literal child? A bitch?” The long-haired father retorts clearly showing self-restraint.

“Ye-”

“Let’s go outside. Your piece of shit.” Mr. Jiro gives him a fake smile but shows clearly, he was irritated and annoyed. He stands up causing his daughter to immediately reach out to hold his wrist to prevent him from stepping any further.

You were speechless and everything was happening so fast. Mr. Tanaka got up from his seat and bad mouth Mr. Jiro about his height. Mr. Jiro gave him the warning to stop calling his daughter, a bitch when she was just a child. You had no time to interrupt the tension of the two grown men who are going to brawl at any minute. You could hear your best friend and went to find a male teacher if needed to separate the two parents.

In a split second, after Mr. Tanaka ignored Mr. Jiro’s warnings. He receives a swift kick to his head and throws him to the ground, clearly passed out from the kick alone. This caused all around gasp from the audience they have gotten from Mr. Tanaka screaming match with the other parent.

The teachers that were teaching had peeked out from their classroom to see what the bickering was about.

“You are the bitch, now.” Mr. Jiro mumbles under his breath and gets tugged by his daughter to his wrist to sit.

You were about to go get a nurse to only find a nurse already walking over to the scene. You turn to catch two finishing gestures of slitting your throat with their thumb and their tongue out. You glance over to the bully terrified out of his poor mind.

Like Father and daughter indeed when it comes to scaring their enemies.

You open an empty classroom door and raise your voice.

“Both of you! Get In here!” You had used your demanding teacher voice causing the girl to immediately bow her head in shame, but the father was shameless. He mouthed something to the kid before walking inside the entire classroom.

The kid was in literal tears. Your best friend was attempting to calm him down.

You close the door to turn around to see Mr. Jiro shamelessly resting his feet on the desk as if he owns the place. You hold back from rolling your eyes at him and calmly ask him. “Could you take your feet off the desk? Mr. Jiro.”

“Don’t want to.”

The two of you stared at each other for a solid minute before looking away causing him to chuckle at his victory. You lean back on the teacher’s desk.

“That was very inappropriate. Mr. Jiro, as much as he deserves it. Please be mindful of where you are at. You are in a school building.” You sigh and look at the clock hanging on the way. “I have to keep you both here for at least 5 minutes to not make it seem. I am not going to lecture you about what I did.”

“You aren’t?”

You lifted your eyebrow at him. “No. I am not. He had it coming. Emiko is a nice girl who has amazing patience or self-restraint. She is rarely harshest out unless provoked someone is bothering her to protect her friends. That also reminds me, Mr. Jiro. Do you help her with her homework?”

Mr. Jiro frowns and looks over to his daughter, “She never asks.”

The girl being mentioned looks out the window as if she saw something more interesting.

“If it is alright with you, she will most likely need to stay behind after school to get extra help on her reading. She struggles to read and always asks her friends for help. It is also the reason why she is picked on today. I would like to ask you to make sure she is doing her daily reading at home and writing. She is struggling more with reading than writing.”

His daughter gasps, knowing she will miss out on her father’s dojo classes. “But that’s tr-”

“Sorry, princess. You will most likely be missing out on the daily training. It will just be a little while.” He sits up from his chair and removes his legs from the desk. He walks over to her who was already becoming tearful and pouting.

“You already know the techniques; you will not be missing out on anything important that you don’t already know.” He gently ruffles her hair affectionately and wipes off her tears.

You aren’t surprised to see this soft behavior from a tough-looking guy. Most of the time the ones that look intimidating are usually big teddy bears for their children.

“Is that the father of the son that gets beat up by Draken and Chifuyu's?” He asks out of the blue.

You took a second to connect children’s faces to their parents’ names. You are just guessing Draken is a family nickname to Kenny’s father Ryugugi who the married brother of Mr. Jiro is.

Kenny is a child who is much taller than usual compared to his classmates and is protective over his cousin, Emiko. He is very respectful and loves to assist around in the class. He looks exactly like his father with the features of his mother. You know Chifuyu Matsuno’s phone number by memory due to how many times his child has gotten into trouble. Keisuke has good morals, but he is very impulsive to resulting in violence when it comes to protecting his female classmates. He often uses things to throw at classmates. He once threw a chair at the bully from earlier due to pouring milk over his female classmate who was the birthday girl that day.

“If you mean Kenny and Keisuke. Yes, that’s the boy who doesn’t mean to take the hint on how to treat his female classmates.” You pause and cover your mouth realizing you weren’t being professional.

“Sorry, that was very unpro-”

“It’s fine.” Mr. Jiro waves his hand as if it's nothing.

“That little brat deserves it for spilling milk all over Tora for being jealous of the attention she was getting.”

Tora was a young girl who was the shortest from her class and wearing striking ear piercings that let out like cat bells that would be usually on a cat collar. You clearly remember her father was barely holding it together from striking the father himself. He wanted to attack him so badly that he had to walk out of the room for air to prevent himself from assaulting the man across from him. It was his kid’s birthday and wearing the most adorable dress with a matching cat ear headband holding back her black hair. It could be ruined by milk.

This was the time when you realized the little group of the five children. All their parents knew each other and already knew about this bully. This incident causes the one who is the quieter compared to the group, Yukashi, and usually doesn’t get into trouble to get into trouble for the first time. She took a jar of paint and poured it over the bullies’ heads. Emiko had grabbed the glitter dust jar and poured it over him. Kenny had punched him beforehand but stepped back seeing what the girls had in their hands. Keisuke finishes it off by lifting a chair and throwing it at the bully. All while Tora was crying her little heart out.

Kenny’s father, Ken Ryuguji was the one to come and took Emiko home as well because he is also authorized to take her as guardian if needed. He is usually the one to come in if it involves his son and his niece, Emiko.

Emiko’s father, Shinichiro Jiro rarely comes in, because she rarely gets in trouble without her partner in crime, Kenny. He is also the eye candy of the year ever since he came in for the conference of teachers meeting the parents. He came in with a black leather jacket with a white t-shirt. He just gives off bad boy vibes. The cutest thing was when his daughter was matching him with the same outfit. She is mocking his pose and everything. She had the same sunglasses as him. She was a little version of him.

He was the gossip for the longest time and all the single teachers shamelessly went all googly eyes on him. You will admit, he is quite attractive, but you must be professional.

You used the remaining time to talk about where she is mostly struggling despite hearing protests from his daughter on trying to say she doesn’t. The two of you were so involved in having a conversation about Emiko. You haven’t realized a lot of time has passed when there was a knock on the door, causing you to snap your head at the clock on the wall.

“Sorry, I have to go back to my class. She will be allowed back tomorrow, and we can start doing the after-school tutoring. Be sure to practice on those things we talked about. Have a nice day.” You rushed over your words and forbid goodbye to the two before rushing to your class.

Meanwhile, you were speed walking to your classroom as your student’s father walked out to watch you stressing about not watching the time.

“She is nice.” He looks down at his daughter who was putting on her little backpack.

“Ah! Yes. Miss. [Last Name] is very nice! She is the best!” Emiko rambles off how you are the best and nice. He lets her ramble on and listens to every word as they walk out of the building into the parking lot.

He takes the helmet and places it on her little head. He makes sure to ensure the helmet on her pretty little head for her safety.

“Are we going to get ice cream?” Emiko stops her rambling and asks an important question.

“Of course. Princess. You had every right to defend yourself.” Mikey says and puts her on his bike before climbing on himself.

“YAY! ICE CREAM!”

TO BE CONTINUED...

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[kozu-chan]

𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶

nishinoya x fem!reader

content warnings: mentions of slight injury, ooc chracters (ig?) bc there's a ton of apologizing), hand holding, and noya being smooth lol

"WOAH WATCH OUT!" before you can even process what you hear, you feel a gust of wind and a force knocking you down.

"ouch! that really hurt!" you groan and try to push off the person who knocked you over. you groan in pain again and turn your head to glare at the perpetrator. surprisingly, he's kind of cute... and familiar. he's wearing a white t-shirt with characters in black font saying "one man army", and some loose black shorts. his black hair spiky and has a really cute tuft of bleached blond in the front and-

"nishinoya! are you okay?" you're snapped out of your thoughts by his friend who yells as he runs up to the two of you. "look what you've done! you ran over a pretty girl!" he turns to you and bows respectfully. "i'm so sorry for him-"

"I'M SO SORRY FOR RUNNING INTO YOU I JUST WASN'T PAYING ATTENTION AND I DON'T HAVE MUCH CONTROL WHEN I RUN THIS FAST AND I WANTED TO WIN BECAUSE I WAS RACING AGAINST RYU!" the guy who you assume is nishinoya quickly shouts his apology and scrambles onto his feet to apologize further. you realize he's fairly short, shorter than you would expect him to be, but also muscular, something you could distinguish ever since you felt his arms against you before he got up.

"it's okay!" you quip, stopping him before he could spew out any more apologies or explanations. "as you said, it was an accident. i just need some help up..." you glance at your leg and wince at the bruises and scratch you see forming, "and maybe a band-aid."

nishinoya's eyes widen and he quickly helps you up. "i'm sorry again. especially because i hurt you! let me take you to the nurse's office." you nod gratefully, feeling a little flustered at the fact that a cute boy is helping you out. "i'm nishinoya yu by the way! and that's," he gestures to his friend "is-" "tanaka ryuunosuke. it's nice to meet you and we're sorry we caused this!" tanaka interjects, smiling at you bashfully.

"i'm l/n y/n and it's nice to meet you too! you don't have to keep apologizing by the way." you hold onto nishinoya, freezing a little bit when you notice his blush. "oh sorry, i just need to hold onto you for a bit. my leg kinda hurts and you said you'd take me to the nurse..."

nishinoya grins. "yeah! i will. leave it to me!" he dramatically points to himself, making you giggle.

"i guess i'll go to the gym and tell daichi you'll be late. see ya! and nice to meet you, l/n!" tanaka waves to the both of you and heads towards the gym.

"gym? daichi?" you quiz, looking at nishinoya as he helps you. "oh right! you're on the volleyball team, right? i knew you two looked familiar!" nishinoya nods. "yeah! i play libero!" he looks really proud. man he looks really cute!

"i've watched a few games since some of my friends are fans too. you're really good! i actually love watching you play." you compliment. throughout the walk, the two of you talk about volleyball and get to know each other, not even noticing how you ended up holding hands.

"do you still need me to help you into the room?" his question makes your heart flutter. you don't want him to leave, but you also don't want him to be even later to practice. you take a few seconds to think about it, letting your more selfish side win. "yes please." you look down, noticing the way your hand fits perfectly in his. "oh! sorry i didn't even realize..." you trail off, feeling flushed and embarrassed.

"oh it's okay. i didn't even realize. i don't mind at all!" his hand squeezes yours as he helps you sit on the chair and explain what happened to the nurse.

after she begins helping you, you glance at him and his cute grin as he observes the scene in front of him. "are you leaving soon? i don't want you to be later than you already are."

a frown graces his face, but he replies anyway. "i guess i should. i don't wanna leave a pretty girl like you just yet... can i get your number?"

this makes you incredibly flustered, but you nod and give enter your number in, wincing as the nurse applies disinfectant and bacitracin on the scratch on your leg. "thanks nishinoya! good luck with practice! uhhh don't hurt yourself and i'll see you tomorrow?"

"yeah i'll definitely see you tomorrow, pretty girl."

you can't believe that the cute boy you've grown to like watching crashed into you and has a crush on you <3

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