#tsukishima a love so beautiful series

[askew-d]

KAGEHINA FICS MASTERLIST

• ⭐️🎖️ jellyfish, by mysterytwin — hinata makes a list of things to do before graduation; and that includes confessing his feelings to kageyama. a wonderful story, so heartwarming. my utmost favorite.

• ⭐️ in transit, by mysecretfanmoments — while riding the bus together, hinata begins to discover about his feelings for kageyama. absolutely lovely.

• dare, by majesticartax — kagehina’s chosen to play a dare in which they end up locked in a room, and, of course, revelations ensue. this one made me scream lots. rated m!

• you know all the strings (and know just how to tug them), by artemisia_hq — 5 + 1 story about kageyama being whipped and can’t say no and hinata saying yes. domestic fluff.

• like always, by artemisia_hq — during their last walk home together, hinata becomes aware of his feelings and decides to do something about it. short story, yet so cute!

• ⭐️ i wanna know you, and i wanna love you, by momochai — kagehina go on a day together, or better yet, a date; even though they’re not quite aware of it. i was dying throughout all of this, outstanding!

• you’re grabbing my hands like they’re handbars, by mountains_6 — basically tsukishima being a third wheel when the three of them travel to rio, based on the extra bit of the manga, lol. short and endearing.

• 🎖️ a hundred or so hellos, by iwillstillopenthewindow — kageyama reincarnates over and over and hinata continues dying over and over. angst. a lot of angst. but still goddamn beautiful.

• let me in on the open secret too, by switmikan74 — kageyama doesn’t know that he’s dating hinata, until he gets hints from a shoujo manga. that’s so fitting, definitely worth the read!

• highway verse, series by emleewrites — a pixel cars au that i didn’t think it’d catch me until i read it and had dreams about this fantastic universe.

• ⭐️🎖️ if it wasn’t for you, by halfbloom (diphylleias) — in brazil, hinata learns more about relationships and what it means to have a bond with kageyama. got my heart effortlessly. such a delight.

• ⭐️ one more thing, by marks — it’s tsukishima and yamaguchi’s wedding, and kageyama and hinata decide to go together. can i please have more of this? sweet stories like this makes my heart melt, i swear.

• 🎖️⭐️ i can do better, by buu — kagehina compete over everything under the sun, and that includes kissing. and some more. in fact, every kagehina fic by this author hits. and this one… made me feel stuff. rated m!

• ⭐️ no angels could beckon me back, by lilacnoctua — heated arguments lead kagehina to heated moments with each other. a hot story with great development. loved every part of it.

• from this day forward, by emleewrites — kageyama tries to propose; it goes as badly as you can expect. so funny, seriously! i could easily recommend every fic by this author too, as well as esselle’s, but i’m gonna list my favorites anyway, so hang on!

• soft serve, by tothemoon — kagehina drives an ice cream truck to help karasuno; as one might expect, feelings are involved in between. summer fic, brings a ton of good emotions!

• 🎖️ famous v-league players make fools of themselves on twitter dot com, by crone_zone — the appearance of one hinata shouyou through the eyes of twitter users. pure comedy and it’s a whole show. gorgeous!

• room to grow, by mysecretfanmoments — things are different in their third year and hinata’s still learning how to deal with it. ah, young love! the best kind.

• raining verse, by emleewrites — kageyama’s cursed to be a kitten, hinata’s the one who finds him. i love a magic realism au, so imagine my happiness while reading this.

• future’s kiss, by mervousmer — kageyama somehow travels to the future for a moment, and hinata’s there, all grown-up. come on, time travels also have my heart! this one’s cute as hell.

• ⭐️ dethroned, by setkia — kageyama counts his victories and losses against hinata in his mind. what a gem! short and fabulously creative.

• saffron and cayenne pepper, by dontsaycrazy — neighbours kagehina: one only knows how to set the kitchen on fire and the other one’s actually a chef, what could work between them? everything, that’s the answer. a hit!

• on quarantining together…, series by winterey — social media kagehina making lives while on quarantine. fun and addictive!

• conflict of interest, by zukushou — more of social media kagehina, this time with journalists thinking they’re rivals when they’re actually… yknow *gay for each other*. just everything i’d ever want for them.

• ⭐️ with suds in your eyes (and a smile on your lips), by hqkrys — established relationship kagehina take a messy shower together. overall just endless fluff, which melts my heart!

• a bento for dr. kageyama, by zukushou — hinata leaves food for his husband and causes gossip at the hospital said husband works in. hahaha, this is definitely terrific.

• the best laid hands, by mysecretfanmoments — kageyama doesn’t even know how to deal with his own romantic life, so it’s best if other people don’t ask for advice. but what if it’s an advice for hinata? you never know :)

• ⭐️ better than firewhiskey, by mysterytwin — hogwarts au with kagehina! someone should definitely find this author by the way and give them a big hug. i want to. they rock.

• chase the light, my love, by thebeaming sun — kageyama planning to propose and earning support of his teammates. established relationship kind of thing that makes me smile.

• hinata and kageyama terrorise a simple interviewer, satorou masashi, series by call_me_j — story told in the form of an interview, including post time-skip kagehina of course. remarkable!

• optical, by kvhottie — kageyama wears glasses; everyone freaks out. do i need to explain more? hella entertaining.

• never doubt i love, by gentle_autumn_rain — jealous hinata thinks kageyama got a boyfriend. he didn’t. love these small misunderstandings that lead to a confession! so good.

• of gentlemen and scoundrels, by mysecretfanmoments — historical au with kageyama as a gentlemen in london and hinata who’s… well, not very much like him. the writing and the sexual tension in this is spectacular!

• ⭐️ save the last dance for me, my prince, by zukushou — prince kageyama and bodyguard hinata, as this fandom deserved. and such a well-developed at that. charming!

• patience, by mistonthelake — surprisingly enough, hinata discovers about kageyama’s crush on him earlier than the man himself. a lesson in being patient.

• wrestle for victory, by emleewrites — after their fateful game, kagehina decides to compete over wrestling. that’s definitely something they’d do and it got me hooked.

• ⭐️ oh we play, in autumn days, by aruariandance — kagehina being silly boys and kageyama getting a phone. is it because he wants to text hinata? that, he’ll never admit. i’d give it a hundred kudos if i could.

• ⭐️ ridiculous, by festivetrickster — yachi has to spend some time with kagehina in their apartment. the way they live just makes me suspicious of their relationship. no, like, this is indeed so ridiculous but i like it so much!

• sunstruck, by orphan account — kageyama gets the help of romero to sort out his relationship with hinata. seeing introverted kageyama slowly but surely trust his teammate and idol with issues like this makes me proud.

• ⭐️ sun above your shoulders, by longleggedgit — even in an universe where they go to different high schools, kagehina meet each other anyway. everything’s delightful here!

• the missing piece, by akaashism (acciomerlin) — kageyama deals with the changes in hinata. just adorable, i giggled a lot.

• the trouble with soulmates, by navybluewings — our sweet cupid hinata’s journey to get soulmates bonds fixed! this au rocks.

• five star review, by emleewrites — hinata’s hired to paint kageyama’s wall and they start a “friendship” out of it. amazing to see this unfold, so nicely done.

• 🎖️ for the best of all possible worlds, by tinygumdrops (curryramyeon) — an au about kagehina’s relationship journey from across countries, including letters. they meet while being apart and we see it unfold. is there anything better than this? majestic!

• at the tip of your nose, by cloesh_scribbles — where kageyama’s obsessed with eskimo kisses and hinata’s obsessed with him. please help me after this, the fluff killed me.

• the video series, by sunnyslipper — kageyama and hinata breaking the internet over and over with their videos. funny and spot on!

• alexa, play waking up in vegas, by attackofthezee (noxlunate) — kageyama and hinata get married accidentally. the thing is, i can totally imagine them doing this. they’re absurd and lovely.

• meat bun is a love language, by icecreamromantic — kageyama decides to confess using meat buns. come on, it’s stupidly perfect!

• slipping through sand, by majesticanna — an au in which kagehina meet in brazil. just so warm, waaah!

• high dose, by akaashism (acciomerlin) — hinata convinces kageyama that, because of a health issue, he needs kisses. i swear, these silly boys will break me. this is excellent.

• why do i feel like it’s (fake) love, by izucaii — hinata and kageyama pretend to be boyfriends while in brazil. a gorgeous fake-relationship story!

• ⭐️ a best man’s worse problems, by villainphilia — tsukishima, the best man for kagehina’s wedding, prepares his speech while reminiscing how the two dumbasses got together. all of this is just marvellous!

• five proposals, by dayoldcupcake — kageyama proposing, hinata saying no. done with the intent of giving me diabetes. chef’s kiss!

• ⭐️ plain as day, by emleewrites — hinata has a low self-esteem and kageyama tries to make him realize how wonderful he is. i died and came back. truly stunning.

• kageyama tobio reads thirst tweets (unedited), by popcornpearl — after making a bet, kageyama reads thirsty tweets and tries not to blush. it’s harder than he expected. rated m!

• i’m lucky to have you, zukushou — the famous “just woke up high in anestesia and i can’t remember my own partner” trope. pure comedy, love this for them.

• ⭐️ the obvious is at eye level (but i might need a step stool), by dr_awkward221 — hinata watching sakusa’s relationship with miya and slowly realizing things about his own his kageyama. i loove this one, it’s unbearably good.

• ⭐️🎖️ let the light out, by uhohshouto — kagehina make a bet in which the other one must ask for something of the loser. kageyama wants a kiss… and then something more. seriously though, i can’t believe this; it’s a wonderful story, so entertaining. rated e!

• epic, by esselle — a surfing au with hinata as an instructor and kageyama as an arrogant professional. this charming scenario surely made my day.

• let’s take this offline, by pas_dautres — office employees kagehina who meet through emails and reports. i had to add this, because it’s nice, surely worth the read.

• 🎖️ these hands of time, these hands of mine, by fireheartaw — kageyama being introspective over their story together and apart. light angst maybe, but the narrative’s so interesting and captivating.

• discordant, by majesticanna — academic rivals kagehina meet again as professors. so short but so sweet!

• 🎖️⭐️ pursuit verse, series by emleewrites — a gambler hinata and an attorney kageyama based on the ace attorney game. never played the game. but the story? deserves to be printed. if you never read it, you need to. hear me out: you need to.

• ⭐️ getting it right, by akaashism (acciormerlin) — play pretend boyfriends for miwa who end up actually having domestic moments and finding out more about their feelings, hehe.

• know you better, by mysterytwin — bakery worker kageyama and spell shop owner hinata in a world of magic! great development and very poetic.

note that this is based on the fics i’ve known since i entered the fandom and that i truly enjoy. either they’re famous or not famous, i’m just adding them here for my future self contentment and for those who, just as me, wanted a full list of kagehina fics upon getting engaged in haikyuu media.

if you think i should add more and if you have recs for me too, i’m accepting them! thank yoou.

last update: 3/3/24

#haikyuu #kageyama tobio #kagehina #hinata shouyou #kagehina fic #kagehina fic rec

[moonswolfie]

MASTERLIST

Originally, I had this cool masterlist segmented by schools but it was so annoying to create and I lost the private posts somewhere in the sea of my fics, reblogs and random thoughts

So here is the non-segmented longer version 😗

I don't mention what any of the fics are about so make sure to read any warnings/ author's notes regarding the topic before reading!!

Reader is gender neutral unless i specifically write fem!reader

Hinata Shoyo

Sunset

Kageyama Tobio

Blankets

Kageyama-kun from class 1-3 (fem!reader)

Tsukishima Kei

I see, clearly.

Surprise

Incriminating photos

The evening light

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Studying is important

Nishinoya Yuu

The cinnamoroll plush (fem!reader)

Cupid HC

Azumane Asahi

Surprisingly sweet (fem!reader)

Sawamura Daichi

A camping trip

Oikawa Tooru

Drunk and smitten (fem!reader)

Very interesting

Behind bars

Iwaizumi Hajime

Brownie Iwaizumi and Lillith (fem!reader)

Tendou Satori

Taste testers

Sweet things make one happy (afab!reader)

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Infamous artist

Sleeping beauty (fem!reader)

A flower blooms (fem!reader)

SPA day (fem!reader)

Kuroo Tetsuro

花火 (fireworks) (fem!reader)

A trip down memory lane (fem!reader)

I might just give you a bite (fem!reader)

Kozume Kenma

True love's kiss

Pretty princess troubles (smau)

Catastrophe

Bokuto Koutaro

Overtime dad (+BONUS!!)

Pink tulips (fem!reader)

Unexpected break

Love at first sight (fem!reader)

Smart cookie (fem!reader)

Akaashi Keiji

Morning coffee

Miya Atsumu

Failing grade (fem!reader)

Hold on! (fem!reader)

Capricious feelings

Miya Osamu

Dinner time

Nekogiri

Suna Rintaro

Jealous friend!Suna

Pain is temporary (afab!reader)

Once in a lifetime

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Thawing out an icy heart

Kiyoomi's secret (fem!reader)

Multiple characters/headcanons

Haikyuu characters with a gyaru GF (fem!reader)

You get caught by the sibling

Haikyuu boys with an S/O who has a sweet tooth (two parts)

Unlucky interruptions

Thunderstorm comfort

When you have an ASMR channel

Haikyuu boys with a poet S/O

Sleepy cuddle HCs

K-POP au

HQ!! boys and their number 1 princess

When you lose your wedding ring (texts)

When you kabedon them

Series

Rice Ball Rival (Osamu x fem!reader)

200 follower event

Oikawa +16

Iwaizumi + 2, 3, 7, 8

Kenma + 14

Bokuto + 28, 29

Kageyama + 30

Bokuto + 19

Kenma + 20, 24

Sakusa + 28

Kenma, Hinata + 1

Sakusa + 8,9

#masterlist #navigation #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x you

[for-ests]

Multifandom Masterlist ⋆˙⟡♡

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠! 𝐈'𝐦 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 ♡ 𝐬𝐡𝐞/𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝟐𝟒. ➺ wattpad. ao3. ➺ Requests are open for jjk only ♡ ➺ Most recent fic: Suffocation: Gojo Satoru x Reader

MY HERO ACADEMIA Valkyrie: Hawks x Reader x Dabi † Link to series on: ao3, wattpad † Summary: Betrayal. Lust. Power. Rising from the shadows of her hidden life to save a stranger, Y/N L/N, a young woman with an overpowered quirk, is swept into the limelight when a video of her confronting gang members goes viral. Because of the savagery in her ways, interest from both sides is peaked. Before she can fully process what is happening, Y/N's life is turned upside down- caught between two men with conflicting ideologies that will soon change the society she knows as a whole. † Watch Me Burn: Dabi x Reader: Angst † Shoto Todoroki headcannon 

MISC ANIME ONE SHOTS † Dosage: Gojo Satoru x Reader: Smut † Waiting Game: Ban x Reader: Angst/Smut

HAIKYUU!! † Love It If We Made It: Oikawa Tooru x Reader (Also posted on my ao3!) Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 † Summary: You are Karasuno’s volleyball manager, and when you tag along to their first match against Aoba Johsai, you reconnect with your childhood friend, Oikawa Tooru. A relationship soon develops, along with feelings that weren’t present before. Problems soon arise though, because of his reputation, and your troubled past that he didn’t know about. † Late Night: Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader: Smut † Kiss Me Again: Bokuto Koutarou x Reader: Fluff † Admit It: Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader: Fluff † Please Don’t Go: Kageyama Tobio x Reader: Part 1 / Part 2 Angst † Mine: Sugawara Koushi x Reader: Fluff † Her Way: Terushima Yuuji x Reader: Smut † Surprisingly Soft: Tsukishima Kei x Reader: Fluff Akaashi Keiji w/ fem s/o Bokuto Koutarou w/ fem s/o

SPIDER-MAN

Damsel: Miguel O'Hara x Reader Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 † Summary: On Earth 777, you remain the sole protector of your world after your fluke visit to help save Earth 1610. Every night, dreams from another universe haunt you. Some faces are familiar, while others are not, one handsome and striking face above all. The longing grows, and so do the anomalies on your planet—until something goes wrong, and you’re pulled back into the spider-verse you thought you’d never see again, straight into the arms of the man you suspect to be your soulmate. † Always Enough: Peter Parker x Reader: Angst/Fluff

TOM HOLLAND † Falling For You: Tom Holland x Reader  Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 fluff & smut  † The Most Beautiful Sunset: Tom Holland x Reader: Part 1 fluff Tom Holland Thanksgiving Request Where Tom is scared of horror movies  Pregnancy Request  Tom Holland x art! student reader

THE MAZE RUNNER Turn Away and Return: Gally x Reader Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 † Summary: Separated by what you thought was Gally’s death, you tried to move on from the love you once held closest to your heart. You were haunted with the memory of his lifeless body and heartbreaking last words. You couldn't move on, losing yourself more and more each day-until you come face to face with him once again.  Safe With Me: Next x Reader: Part 1 fluff

BANDERSNATCH

Come Undone: Colin Ritman x Reader  Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 † “I don’t have one night stands." A smirk appeared on his lips. “Yet, you were destined to have one with me.” † The Tulips That Nobody Asked For: Stefan Butler x Reader  Part 1 mood board † Dizzy On The Comedown: Colin Ritman x Reader: Part 1 angst  † To Make You Go: Colin Ritman x Reader: Part 1 / Part 2 angst & fluff NSFW Colin Ritman request

MISC Let Go: Connor x Reader (Detroit BH) Blurb  Shaggy vs Thanos x Reader this was a big fat joke  All My Heart To You: Bobby Love Island Game x Reader (1) (request) 

#writing #fanfic #fanfiction #masterlist #multifandom

[the-masked-ram]

Mannequin-Part Four

A/N: Please be aware, this is the climax of this story, it is a DARK CONTENT series. This chap has torture and non-con in it. DO NOT PROCEED WITH ANY OF THIS if this bothers you. There is an epilogue to come This is part of the Wheel of Mistfortune collab hosted by @cyancherub CW: dark content, not sfw, non-con, medical torture, knife play, gun play, drug use, amputation, body horror, horror, minor character death, serial killer, living dolls, stalking, gore, violence, ambiguous ending, abduction, corruption, nightmares, mind break, breath play, dacryphilia, obedience, fear play, fem reader

Part Four: Every time we touch your hands are colder, colder

You were distinctly aware of the warmth pressing against your side, a solid object that felt alive, the gentle sound of a heartbeat. You were even more aware of the fact that nothing sat beneath you, were you floating? Were you still asleep? You felt strangely cognitive for still dreaming.

Your eyes rolled beneath your lids, no, you were awake. It was strange, your eyelids fought strongly against being lifted, like they were weighted down. Your head lolled, chest heaved, but nothing else seemed to work. Finally, finally, your eyes fluttered opened, and you saw the white of Tsukishima’s shirt covered with an apron. Felt his strong arms cradle you as he carried you through a dimly lit room. “Hm, awake now?” he grunted, looking down at you with a quirked brow. “I’m glad, I definitely would prefer to see your face during this. Though, I’m not sure if you wouldn’t prefer to sleep through it.” The smile he gave you was cold, bone-chilling, and something unhinged glittered in the depths of his gaze. It was tiny, the spark of insanity, and you wondered if you really saw it. You wanted to ask what was going on, you tried, voice coming out in a muffled whine and throat constricting to form words, but your mouth didn’t work with you. His smile grew, and now you knew something was off for sure. That the fear twisting in your chest was right.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be able to talk soon enough, but for a few hours you’ll be mute. It’s easier that way,” he murmured. Your eyes widened and the first thing you did was try to move your arm, it responded for a second, the muscles twitching spastically but making no real movement. “Oh, yes. You also won’t be able to move,” Tsukishima said as if it was an after thought, pursing his lips as he looked at something just out of your eyesight. “Now how to do this.” Your muscles ached as you called to them over and over and tried to get them to do what you asked. However, you were nothing but a useless lump in his arms, mute, barely breathing, and unable to even twitch a finger. Your throat ached as it strained to scream in frustration, all you could do was scrunch your eyes closed and try to catch your breath.

“Don’t wear yourself out,” Tsukishima said as he placed you onto a flat surface. “I want to see the panic in your eyes when you realize what’s going to happen.” Your gaze flicked around as he manipulated you like a doll, rolling you onto your side, and pulling your shirt up the entire way, exposing the dip of your back. “Beautiful,” he whispered, as he maneuvered you onto your stomach. You felt his thumb rub over your skin, tracing your spine with loving reverence. “You know, I didn’t think I’d find my replacement so soon,” he said. “But then you found me, you sought me out, and I knew it had to be you. That you would be the best addition to my collection since I’d started. That maybe I could be a bit gentler with you since you wanted me to.”

His voice slowly went from awed to just a little manic, his words coming faster and his fingers tapping against your back excitedly. “The others never wanted me like you did. They didn’t pursue me and look at me with adoration, they didn’t fall into step when I told them to. You are perfect, but I still can’t let you run away,” he growled, his hands grabbing possessively onto the curve of your waist and gripping so hard you knew it should hurt. You could feel the amount of force he was applying, but no pain came, and for some reason that terrified you even more. Pressure but no awareness beyond that, what did that mean? What had he done to you? Your eyes flickered close for a moment, tears welling at your waterline and spilling down your cheeks.

Everything seemed slower, you could hear your heart and how it thumped erratically even though your breaths seemed shallow. Fear rushed through you, causing endless whirling questions. Questions that you didn’t want answered, but honestly probably already knew the end results. What did he want from you? What was he going to do? What had he done? Why had he done it? And though he had vaguely explained everything enough that you could piece it together with everything that had been happening lately, you couldn’t let yourself believe it. Perhaps this was just a really horrible, absolutely terrible, nightmare. A whimper fought against your constricting throat as more tears fell. “Shhh, don’t worry, I will take such good care of you,” Tsukishima whispered, and you felt him loom over you for a second, a light pressure on your back and the sound of his gentle excited breath close to where you lay. “We will be together until the end.” His hand appeared within sight before you heard the gentle clicking of buckles and a steady pressure slowly grew on your wrists, your shoulders, your legs, and your ribs. He clicked his tongue as he tightened it more and the restraints became tighter, more painful, until your bones creaked. “Just got to keep you still, if you move more damage will happen than planned,” he sighed, running his thumbs down the sides of your spine, counting under his breath.

You watched him reach off to the side again, coming back with a marker and the shine of something metal, something you couldn’t make out in the glare of the lights. Still, you shivered mentally, your body aching to move, to run, and more tears spilling over your face. You couldn’t see what he was doing as leaned over you, but you heard the pop of the cap coming off the marker, listened to him murmur again, numbers that made no sense to you. He stroked a finger slowly up the middle of your back, pausing at the base of your neck and pressing firmly. Tsukishima made an affirmative noise and the sound of the cap clicking back on again resounded painfully loud in your ears. Was it the fact you couldn’t move, couldn’t see because of that, couldn’t speak, couldn’t feel, that everything was dissolving into insanity around you; were those the reasons you now heard everything like it was an airhorn? You knew you would be trembling if your nerves could respond. You were terrified, but you also were aware pieces of you were slowly giving up, that you were slowly accepting your fate whatever it may be.

“Alright!” his voice brightened, and you blinked against the sudden volume change. “Let’s get started then. Don’t squirm, not that I expected you to, but well… just don’t.” Why? You desperately asked in your head, why? Why? Why!? Why shouldn’t you move? What was he going to do? Was he going to remove your legs? Would you feel anything? Would dismember you and paint you just like those women he left to rot? You wanted to stop your thoughts immediately, you had never meant to actually think those words. You should never have accepted the reality of what you knew was going to happen, what you knew you had been denying no matter how pathetic it had been. Once you gave those thoughts shape, you would be doomed to be aware, to know with every numbed second, every time you felt the pressure of his hands, that your life was limited.

--- Kei looked down at your untouched back, the only mark was the black line he’d placed across your neck. The spot he would cut and ruin you forever, ruin you for everyone else but make you even more perfect for him. He felt his breath sharpen and for a moment his hand shook on the scalpel he held. Excitement rushed through every vessel in his body, and he swallowed, forcing himself to calm down.

He couldn’t, wouldn’t, mess this up. Especially because he couldn’t wait to make you limp in his arms and then slide into your perfect cunt. He remembered the wide look you’d given him before he’d flipped you over on the table, the moment you recognized something was terribly wrong in your normal little world. It had been striking, beautiful, he would remember that look until he died. His index finger slid along the back of the blade, preparing for the stabilization he needed. A smile quirked the edge of his lips, as his hand took position, and he pressed the sharp metal into your skin without hesitation. “Oh,” he breathed, it was gorgeous, watching the skin, the fascia, and muscle split, seeing the blood well. “I was right, you are the one.”

There was no response from you other than then a muffled squeak that didn’t make it past your lips. He suppressed a shiver, biting his lip as he carefully cut deeper, watching red fibers part under his deft movements. The silver glinted ethereally against the hellish color of red splotching it and Kai wondered if it was possible to fall even more in love with you. The slices were exact, definitive and perfected from years of practice. Slowly the white of bone and yellowish white of the disc appeared. That’s what he wanted, and he inhaled sharply, stopping his hand for a second as he realized he had been silent for a while. “Your spine is so beautiful. One of the best I’ve ever seen. It’s a pity I need to cut into it,” he whispered, and he knew if you could move, you would have fought back.

That’s why he needed to do this. He knew you were a fighter and he needed to give you and him time to fall even more in love until there was no desire to leave in your brain. Sadly, that meant destroying your ability to run, your ability to struggle against him. “Trust me, you won’t feel a thing,” he soothed, and with gentle shallow strokes he cut into the fibrous tissue, essentially ruining your ability to move. He wasn’t sure how long he was at the surgery, could he call it surgery? It felt like it was. It was important, and in his opinion, bettering you. He cut away just enough tissue to damage your motor skills while not killing you, then with deft movements he cleaned and sewed the muscle back together.

Antibiotics, bandages, aftercare, it was all a familiar part of his ritual. But he didn’t look at your face until he was done, until he made sure your paralytic medications were reintroduced. And when he saw you, truly saw you, he smiled. It was the strange little smirk he always did, lopsided and just a quirk of the lips, he saw the glimmer of hope and recognition in your eyes. “You know I think you would look best with a more natural tone for makeup,” he murmured, once again talking to himself and dashing all your hopes in one go. He brushed your cheek with a gentle thumb, a touch that worshipped you like you were the prettiest porcelain doll he had ever seen. And truly that’s all most people thought he saw. Most people thought the women he chose were just dolls in his eyes, and perhaps they were to an extent, at least when they weren’t perfect. He had always liked breaking his toys. But his favorites he took care of, he put them back together again when they fell apart, he cleaned them, he loved them.   But you would also be so much more. So, so much more. You were a living breathing thing, a human that would be with him forever, never able to leave him, and once you accepted it, he would let you speak. He couldn’t wait to hold you. He picked you up gently, “But all that can wait. Right now, let’s just clean you up a bit, I’m sure you are exhausted.” The way he wrapped his arms around you made him incredibly aware of how small you were compared to him. How he could probably snap you in half if he wanted. Still, he cradled you against him like he was afraid you’d break. You looked up at him, with drooping lids and exhaustion pulling at your silent features. Completely unable to control your own body, it did as it wanted and was even more limp in his arms than before.

“Now, let’s get you set up in bed,” he said, just barely adjusting the stiff collar protecting your neck from further damage. He had never treated one of his collection so gently before, you were special. He could see it in your eyes. There was still some stupid inkling of hope in them as you stared at his side profile, and he walked you to your resting place. He carefully placed pillows behind you, settled you in, and covered you gently. He watched you with adoring eyes, seeing only perfection in your frozen features. He couldn’t wait for you to meet the others. Perhaps he’d wait for you to heal before he stuffed the one, you’d be replacing. You’d never be stuffed though; he’d never break you accidentally. “You’ll be safe here, I promise,” he whispered, leaning over you. Then he did something he’d been thinking about for weeks. He pressed a gentle kiss to your unresponsive lips. His eyes catching yours in the process and narrowing with pleasure at the way yours widened. The tip of his tongue lightly traced your lower lip and his teeth nibbled at it. “That doesn’t mean we won’t have fun though,” he groaned.

--- He was far more insane than you originally thought. Your breath caught painfully in your chest, he had reduced your medication some, but something was wrong. You still couldn’t move. You had passed out at some point the night or maybe day, he had cut you open. You awoke to being able to feel things again, specifically the sensation of his fingers trailing gently over your collarbones, plucking lazily at the buttons on your blouse. But then the pain came and the nauseating way your head seemed to be floating away from body. There was a persistent throb in your neck, so deep you were certain you shouldn’t be feeling it. You gasped, finally able to make a sound to express your discomfort. Your eyes fought to wrench open against the grit cementing them close, “H-hurts.”

You couldn’t think of anything beyond that, beyond the endless ache. You were sure it probably hurt more than you felt, you knew you should feel more pain. But you didn’t, and you weren’t sure if it was because of the medications, he was giving you or whatever he had done to you yesterday. “Don’t worry, the pain medications will kick in soon,” he soothed beside you, and there was a shift in the bed, and suddenly his hand wasn’t touching you, but a welcoming cool cloth brushed over your still lowered lids. “Why?” you asked. “Well got to take care of you, who else will? I can’t break my favorite toy,” he said calmly, like it was the most obvious answer.

When the cloth traveled lower you looked over at him, at the blonde hair and warm honey gaze you thought perhaps you could trust at one point. Was that Tsukishima all a lie? Or was he buried still beneath the psychosis? “There you go,” he murmured, and you realized he had unbuttoned your shirt and was slowly wiping your body clean. “You are so beautiful, my little doll.” Your eyes rolled down, staring at the way he watched the cloth roll over your pebbling nipples, the sensation dulled by the roaring ache in your body. Then much to your horror he leaned down to follow the cloth with his tongue, looking at you through hooded eyes. It was a sight that likely would have driven you mad with desire just a mere forty-eight hours earlier. To have such a gorgeous man Tsukishima Kei worshipping your breasts and staring at you like he could barely contain himself. But your innocent crush now had blood splashed all over it and instead of looking gorgeous and lustful you saw madness carefully encapsulated in the shimmer of his eyes.

His teeth scraped across your nipple, tugging it lightly and you hated the feeling, but you couldn’t look away from his magnetic stare. He was right though, the medications were working, and you could feel the pain ebbing away. So that all you could focus on was the sensation of his possessive touch on your hip, the way his free hand dragged the still damp cloth over your ribs. “Stop,” you whispered, your voice raspy and fragile. Your skin trembled in his touch, making you all the more aware of how detached you felt from your body. He smirked, a devilish curl of his lip against your soft flesh, as he dragged his tongue to follow the cool path of moisture left by the towel. Nuzzling his nose against the fat of your tits, he bit down against your other nipple and finally you responded, finally you felt a dulled spark of pleasure. It turned your stomach, but his eyes seemed to glow with satisfaction.

“Good, I think that’s enough for today, we have plenty of time and I really shouldn’t have pushed you at all when you are healing, but you should see how delicious you look,” Tsukishima said, as it that excused him, as if the fact you needed to heal at all was ok because it was his fault. You glared at him, but even that felt exhausting, how were you so tired after just waking up? What had he done to you? What was taking such a toll on you? You blinked at him blearily as he carefully buttoned up your shirt again and this sense of comfort overtook you knowing that you were at least covered. It nearly made you laugh because you couldn’t exactly stop him from stripping you in your sleep. But instead, you let sleep take you into it’s shadowy fingers again, falling asleep to the feeling of Tsukishima’s hand sifting through your hair.

---- He held the flat blade, trailing it down your legs with a look of utter rapture and contemplation all at once. He usually removed these the first night. But they looked so lovely on you, he desperately wanted you to keep them. He hummed thoughtfully. “What are you… doing?” you asked, he glanced up. “Debating, I’ve steered away from making you complete because… honestly, I already feel like you are complete,” he murmured, tipping the knife on its point to trace a light circle over the joint of your knee. You blinked in confusion for a moment, he could see you trying to puzzle things out and he waited to see that look of shock, which look he absolutely loved on your pretty features. Ah, there it was. The way your face morphed not in just shock but almost horror. Though you tried to control it, not like it wasn’t obvious how normal people felt about Kei’s needs and wants, he found it cute that you tried to hide it.

“I’ll stay, I won’t fight you,” you babbled, begged. He grinned, thin and like the blade poised in his hand, “You can’t fight me. It’s just… will cutting them off make you even better?” You trembled and your chin jerked as you tried to shake your head. His grin grew, growing more maniacal, “Don’t worry, like I said, you are already perfect. And it’s not like you can escape. You need me now, just like I need you.” He wanted to say he still saw the love and adoration in your eyes. There was a part of him that craved that as much as he craved the fear he saw in your weak trembling limbs. But he didn’t see it, not a spark, though the pity he saw, he knew he could manipulate it. He’d done so before. Kei knew you still had hope that somehow this would turn out for the better. That somehow, he would turn out to be the good man you had originally thought he was. When did you turn into such an optimist?

He moved up your body, taking care to drag the flat of the blade along the center of your torso, all the way up to your quivering throat until he moved your chin higher with it, forcing your pain clouded eyes to meet his. He studied your expression, tilting his head like a curious predator. “You need more meds,” he murmured. You shook your head in a desperate jerking motion, hoping to deter him. But he could see the agony starting to grow in your countenance. “Don’t argue,” he rolled his eyes. “You won’t want to be without it.” He injected the IV attached to your arm with the medication and soon your eyelids were fluttering. If Kei was honest with himself, he could barely wait, the only thing stopping him was the fact that you needed to heal lest he kill you and break his favorite doll he had ever found before the fun even got a chance to start.

He pressed his lips as he watched you slip farther into sleep, seeing the rise and fall of your chest, his greedy eyes tracing your body. He brushed his finger along the blade in his hand with impatience slowly bubbling in his chest. He needed something to take the edge off. He wandered away in hopes that one of the others could satisfy his urges. --- This was how the last few days, or maybe weeks went, in a drug induced haze where you drifted in and out of sleep, and Tsukishima spent time caring for you. There was a part of you that had begun to crave his touch, his company, it kept your mind from spinning into the dark pit of despair just waiting to engulf you. There wasn’t much to do now except think too much about everything, especially since you’d gotten better and now realized you were paralyzed for the most part.

One arm could move though it was flimsy and not well coordinated, you could talk, move your head now, but you were still completely reliant on Tsukishima. The thought you would need the man who had caused this to care for you for the rest of your life, made you cry regularly. You weren’t sure why he kept you alive, but he had become much more affectionate with you. Even if you were spitting out vitriol or begging for freedom. His hands wandered when he wiped you down, cupping your breasts, your thighs, putting just enough pressure that you could feel it to through the tingling numbness now overtaking your body. Nothing was sacred, he had seen everything, but you knew it was only a matter of time before he crossed that line. “I think it’s time you finally get your face made up,” Tsukishima said one day. Your drugs had been tapering off, you seemed to get them less often or maybe it was less of a dose because you were finding yourself more coherent.

“What do you mean?” you asked, did this mean you were going to be killed? You weren’t sure if you were ready to die, but was this really living? “Make up, got to keep my doll pristine now that she is ready to join the others,” he said with a twisted smile. Others? Were there others that were still alive like you? He sat beside you, and to be honest the tickle of the brush, the thick application of stain and gloss was oddly wonderful. It felt soothing to have him stroke over your face, pamper you for a totally unnecessary reason, and for a moment you could forget this man so carefully dolling you had held you captive. You could forget that he had paralyzed you.

It didn’t last long though, because soon that maniacal glint was back in his eye as he dragged his thumb along the bottom line of your lip, cleaning up some gloss. The smile he sent you was too wide, too excited, and it crashed upon you with a panic inducing sharpness. This was your life now, either that or it was death, but you couldn’t even choose that for yourself. “Now. Now is the time,” he whispered, voice husky, needy as he stared down at you with quickly growing pupils. Small parts of you shivered under his touch as he finally began to look at you as more than just an object, he finally looked at you as something to defile. His fingers were dizzying as they made their way across your skin and over your clothes, undoing buttons one by one. His eyes were darkening slowly as they swept across new skin that he’d seen before but never in this sort of situation.

He worked you free of your shirt methodically, brushing his long fingers over your flesh as if he were anointing it, and you wondered if you could really feel it or if it was because you were seeing it that your mind was playing tricks on you. He leaned down to lick a freed nipple and scrape his teeth across it. There, you could definitely feel that. The little spark of pleasure caused by his teeth that caused your stomach to squirm in revulsion. “Ah, you like a little pain,” Tsukishima grinned, and you wanted to scream that you didn’t, that you just couldn’t feel it otherwise. But he was pinching his nails tightly around your other nipple, causing the parts of your body that would respond to jerk violently. A salacious moan dripped from your throat, only growing in volume as he left a bite on the soft skin of your breast. You were horrified, tears pricked your eyes painfully, you hated that he could make you feel good. You bit back another groan in hopes of making him frustrated, but your dreams were dashed, and he laughed instead.

“That’s right, make me work for it,” he hissed. Was this still Tsukishima? His persona, the person you had felt yourself falling for was so different than this pure insanity that lay behind the mask. He sank his teeth into your side, sucking lustfully at the skin until you were certain it would break it, he pulled away with blood staining his teeth. But the mark was small, it wasn’t nearly as bad as what he had caused with his scalpel. He leaned in and whispered, “Taste yourself.” Then he kissed you. Tsukishima had done a lot of things, but he’d never kissed you on the lips this deeply until now. The kiss was sickly sweet, but easily addictive. It was with this action you forgot you hated this man, you forgot who or what he was. The coppery tang of blood didn’t matter, and your mind was drifting in ecstasy.

His tongue slid over your lip, and you welcomed it as it burned across your own. So warm and wet and sinful, it pressed and pushed until you were moaning, and his fingers were working on your zipper. He kissed you like a lover, with a tongue rolling across yours and consuming you so completely it was only natural to give in. You wanted him and your hand twitched with the need to wrap around him. “Such a good little doll,” he murmured as he pulled back just far enough that his breath still brushed your lips. You looked up at him through a lustful haze only for it to be broken as he dragged your pants down your lifeless legs. Desire changed to fear within a second, you didn’t want this. But you knew whether you wanted it or not didn’t matter, he would give it to you. He would take it from you.

He hovered over you as you panicked, and you could see the calculating glee in his maddened eyes as his fingers lingered on the edge of your panties. They danced along the delicate lace he placed upon your body just moments before. “Tuskishima,” you whispered, your voice hoarse and weak as your throat trembled with terror. “Don’t.” “Don’t?” he mocked. “You wouldn’t be telling me what to do? Or are you begging for your purity, something I know you don’t have.”

You just wanted to move, you just wanted to run. You desperately, frantically, focused on trying to move your legs, but they didn’t respond. He slipped his fingers past the last barrier to where your body betrayed you. You could feel him glide through the slick glistening on your pussy and you nearly cried, instead you bit down on your lip, refusing to let him get such a reaction. He watched you through honeyed eyes as you fought against yourself. His fingers traced your clit, which you were distinctly aware you could barely feel. Then they traveled lower to where your walls stayed slack. “Can already fit two fingers in you,” he said. “So sloppy already.” He pushed in and you felt pressure but nothing else, no pain, no pleasure. It wasn’t uncomfortable, it just was completely against what you wanted. Tears pricked your eyes, and you shook your head slowly.

“Please, stop,” your voice was trembling and finally the tears spilled over, and you could feel the heat of them drip down your cheeks.

As he plowed through your sloppy cunt he kissed his way up your body, slow and lazy. There was something in the way Kei kissed, even when his insanity had a strong hold, there was something sweet about it, gentle. They often tickled, so light you could barely feel until his teeth nipped at your skin and then you arced your neck. A groan would follow but still it was like there were two of him warring for control. The one violating your folds, and the one kissing your limp body like it was an altar.

His thumb dragged over your lower lip as he jabbed at a spot inside your cunt that finally sent off a dull sensation. But to you after not feeling anything it was like lightning. Violent pleasure racked your frame, and he chuckled above you before he replaced his thumb with his mouth.

His tongue swept over yours, rolling against the roof of your mouth. It was a toxic kiss, drowning you in pleasure as his fingers slammed against that spot inside you again and again. You couldn’t breathe easily. It was hard to think with him scooping out everything you were, who you used to be, and rearranging it so easily. You couldn’t even fight against him; you didn’t want to. It felt good. It was the first sensation that felt purely good in weeks, or was it months, you couldn’t tell.

You could feel parts of your brain lighting up. Parts that had been darkened for so long. It sparked like a violent fork of lightening across your neuro pathways, and it was so similar to an orgasm. Except so full and emotional, like every stress and fear you’d felt shattered away. You broke away from Kei’s all-consuming kiss so you could gasp in air. Your eyelids fluttered and your chest heaved in a staccato rhythm.

When the world stopped shaking and tumbling around you everything came back into focus and Kei was the first thing you saw. His face looked intrigued, maliciously pleased, but you realized he’d pulled free from your cunt, licking drops of your slick from his fingers.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone orgasm after the surgery,” he whispered, his voice nearly trembling with excitement. “I knew it. I always knew you were the one. Now it’s been confirmed.”

You shook your head, your brain fogged and confused, “The one for what?”

“People always leave me, and my dolls they always die eventually. But you are strong, you can’t leave now, and you’ve survived everything with far better outcomes than anyone else. It was always a learning process. I never graduated from medical school. Working in the morgue was my fall back. Turned out to be the perfect cover story,” Kei said, his voice had turned soft now, contemplative as he began to clean up.

You were grateful that it seemed he was done for the day. But as per usual you read the situation wrong, entirely wrong. Slowly Kei pulled out a beautifully shining revolver. Something old, something heavy, something he took care of. Your jaw tensed as he rolled the bullet chamber and you listened to each section click into place until it finally slowed to a stop.

“Did you know, if you add fear to sex that the orgasm is often stronger?” Kei said, and once again his voice was calm, pensive.

It was as if he wasn’t talking about pointing a gun at you while fucking into your disabled body. It was as if he wasn’t threatening to accidentally pull the trigger and possibly kill you. He’d already maimed you it couldn’t get much worse, right? Yet still you wanted to live, that innate desire to survive filled you. You watched him with wide eyes as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

He revealed beautifully pale skin, a lanky and lightly muscled body. It was something you would normally want; it was something you would normally beg to touch. But every ounce of romance had been stripped away, hadn’t it? Still, you felt your heart speed up and you were certain that it wasn’t from fear. There was an anxious desire in your heart, a need to make him happy.

You weren’t sure when that had started to happen. You were certain it was a thing before he had abducted you. Yet you couldn’t be sure. That life, when you went to work everyday, drank coffee, ate foods, and god forbid were able to walk, seemed like so long ago. Was this even your life anymore, weren’t you someone else now?

So, didn’t it make sense that you found yourself caught up in his web, letting him lead you down every path? You followed Kei willingly now, so quickly, after he showed you just a little bit of pleasure. He called you special, he wouldn’t hurt you. So, when he put the gun to your temple after he was naked and your eyes were flicking in mild terror from his face to his long cock, you knew you wouldn’t even try to talk your way out of this.

Instead, you tilted your chin, leaning into the cool metal as it trailed down your cheek and pressed into the bottom of your jaw. You felt the exit of where the bullet would come out bite deep into your flesh when Kei slid inside your body, sighing as if your cunt was made for him. As if he was coming home after days of being away.

He leaned over you, his body bowing as he watched with eager eyes while he tracked the silver barrel of a gun dragging over your skin. Slowly it stopped right above your ribcage, where your heart beat somewhere in your chest. You swallowed and you were certain it was thumping from the way you could feel the blood pound in your neck.

You both looked at the way your breast dimpled each time he fucked up into you and it pressed against the muzzle. You shivered; you knew it would be so easy for him to lose his grip. There was no safety, you both could get hurt. You could die! But neither of you tried to stop it, you didn’t argue with him, and Kei in fact began to move faster.

“You look so scared,” he hissed, and he was right, you could feel how big your eyes were.

“You’re scared but not one little worry passed those lips, not one scream for me to stop. In fact, you’re so sloppy wet it’s almost disgusting,” he smiled widely, all sharp and predatory that it almost reminded you of a dog baring its teeth, “almost.”

He made sure you knew he was enjoying it, “You’re such a good fuck doll. Made so perfect for me. I made you like this.”

You couldn’t help yourself, you responded, and you hated it. Your body tightened around him; your breath became shallow as you whined every time you were blessed with a moment of dull, pleasurable sensation. He grunted above you with pure ecstasy. But never once did his hand waver, and never once did his gaze move from either your face or the metal pressed against your chest.

His other hand pressed one of your limp legs down against your chest and right as things began to feel better, the dull throb began to become noticeable all the time, Kei pulled the hammer back on the revolver. You heard the subtle click and your heart jumped. Your breathing turned into desperate gasps. Your wide eyes stared as the gun rocked with each of his motions and his finger grew taught on the trigger each time he pulled back.

Your gaze flicked to his face, and he smiled at you, staring at your features now, the terror that stained them. You trembled even as you felt your walls attempt to flutter.

“That’s it,” he hissed. “Cum for me.”

You did, and then through narrowed eyes you saw him cum. You saw the rapture on his face. You saw the way his lips parted slightly and heard the soft groan that left his lips. You also saw his finger squeeze. You heard the hammer click down. The last thing you saw as darkness overtook your mind, was Kei’s satiated face.

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Chapter Twenty-Six: Noisy New Year’s

Summary: Being a psychic is not an ideal life, at least for Saiki Kusuo. Didn’t you read/watch The Disastrous Life of Saiki K to know that? Still, this isn’t about him, not really. Instead, let’s focus on his one and only friend, Akari Watanabe, who is also quite abnormal. You might not believe that Saiki would actually have a friend, but that’s what fanfictions are about, right?  

Word Count: 3661

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A/n: Ah, well, it's December now! WOO! It's christmas time babyyyy I so hope that it snows out where I am. I feel like it hasn't snowed all too much, and I love snow. 

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THIS WAS BY FAR THE LAST PLACE that Akari would want to be. Celebrating the season is fine, New Years is a pretty nice holiday. However, to come to the shrine and be surrounded by so many people was not something that she enjoyed at all. Completely relatable, I'm sure quite a few of us can agree on that. Though it’s not like she had much of a say in it. Every holiday, without fail, the Watanabe family and Saiki family spent time together. With that being said, the majority of both families wanted to go partake in the celebration.

It’s so crowded. Too noisy. Akari would love nothing more than to be embraced by shadows to relax in their cool loneliness. She could feel that Saiki felt quite the same as her, for the scowl on his face. Then again, he usually has a permanent scowl on his face. Even with the usual expression, Akari knew exactly what he was thinking. They were on the same wavelength most of the time after all.

Neither of them wanted to be at the shrine. Though due to social conventions and family priorities, they were forced to come. To partake in society, much to their dismay. Though we all love getting to read about all the wacky adventures that ensue, right? Because I sure do! Shame that we have to suffer through this terrible writing, but I’ll take what I can get.

Despite being at a shrine, Akari didn’t necessarily have a belief in any sort of deity. When one is born with some supernatural abilities they tend to really consider the existence of a higher power. Add in the fact that she then has a best friend who has abilities that could literally be considered that of a god and she really couldn’t pinpoint if there was a celestial power out there. She came to her own conclusions eventually, which were that if there was a god, they certainly had a horrible sense of humor. 

She had been labeled a demon by her paternal grandparents at birth. Thanks to the abilities that she was born with, they came to their own conclusions about her. Akari didn’t think that her striking yellow, cat-like eyes really helped her case back then either. Though from what her father tells her just about all the time, she was quite the cute baby back then. She believed it since there were a plethora of photos of her growing up. Really, mountains upon mountains of scrapbooks from her life. 

Then again, she never knew her paternal grandparents, and really didn’t care too after the stories her mother told her about them. She could understand being unnerved by her abilities at first glance. However, her parents didn’t leave her like they did, her brother wasn’t scared of his big sister having shadow-manipulation, so Akari didn’t think her grandparents had much of an excuse. Perhaps if they stuck around longer they would have realized just how harmless Akari was to everyone.

Though she wondered, if she was a demon, who would be an angel? Maybe Teruhashi, with her desirable amount of beauty, constantly being favored by the universe or god to get what she wants, and never having real misfortunes could be considered an angel. That seemed like it would make the most sense. Still, not that Akari thought that she really deserved the title. After learning about how selfish and rotten Tsukishima could be in her own thoughts, Akari had to think that she wasn’t 100% an angel as she tried to be. 

“It’s so crowded.” Kuniharu complained. There really were a lot of people out today. Just looking at it seemed tiring.

“Of course it is.” Kurumi said, “It’s New Year’s Day.”

“Good grief,” Saiki mentally grunted, “I would rather spend my New Year’s quietly at home.”

Akari shuffled herself in her slightly larger black sweater, “You and me both.” Not only was it crowded, but things were quite loud with so many people talking around them. She hated that her family wanted to go out and participate in society like this. At least there was one upside to this which was that she could spend time with her mother, since Miku took this holiday off to spend with family. Getting to spend time with her mother was always a lovely time for Akari since she rarely gets to see her most days.

Kuniharu turned to his wife, praying, “I hope I can have another happy year with my beloved wife.”

“What?” She blinked in confusion, “Why are you making that wish to me?”

“What are you talking about? It’s because you’re my goddess.” Damn, you smooth man. Really hitting his wife with the rizz right there.

“This is not how I want to start my new year,” Kusuo groaned in annoyance.

Yamato was also quite affectionate with his wife, at least a perfect amount that he knew she loved. He had his arm wrapped around her waist while placing a kiss on the side of her head every so often. While out in public, he knew to tone down his affections for her since she didn’t completely like pda. Especially within a crowd as large as this. So he wouldn’t be as outwardly loud about his love, at least right now. Though it was taking everything within him to really hold back. Especially considering this was one of the only times of the year that she swept her work away to spend time with her family whole-heartedly. 

The overly romantic man leaned into his wife’s ear, “I wish for many more magical years with you beside me, my love.”

Miku hummed, “your wish won’t come true if you tell me.”

“My first wish has already come true though!”

“Oh, and what’s that?”

Yamato became starry-eyed, “That you said yes to me all those years ago.”  Which Miku just huffed to, more than amused by her husband. Though she certainly shared his sentiment, even if she wasn’t going to show it at the moment.

So the families walked up to pray and make their wishes. Saiki and Akari went up together just after both their mothers did theirs. Saiki’s dad also came up with them, though it wasn’t like they were paying attention to him.

“A wish?” Saiki asked, “I can always grant my own wish, not that I have any. Besides, I don’t believe in any god.”

‘What’s the point when you could be considered one.’ Akari said, also praying, ‘I wish to take a nap after this.’ A very reasonable wish to have. One that I’m sure most of us have even now.

Saiki rang the bell and thought about his own wish. “Whatever. I suppose I should make a wish, too. I hope I can have a quiet New Year’s.” He really needs to learn not to say this stuff, Saiki is just jinxing himself.

Rikuto, walked up to his parents, “Mom, can we go to the store now?”

She nodded her head, “Finish praying and then we will.”

“Okay!” He fist bumped the air, triumphantly.

So Rikuto made quick work of finishing up with his prayer and making his wish(Which no doubt had to do with manga in some way), more than excited to get to the bookshop. After all, if he was going with his parents, he had the opportunity to talk his father into getting him whatever manga he wanted. Yamato would gladly buy Rikuto whatever he wanted since he adores his children. His family have him wrapped around their fingers and there’s little that Yamoto would say no to for them. Which is why Miku was there with them. Least Rikuto convinces his father into buying him one of everything.

“Are you going to stay with Kusuo for the day?” Miku asked her daughter.

Akari nodded her head, “Is it ok that I sleep over too?”

“Of course, just come home for breakfast, you know your father will have a fit if you aren’t there for his breakfast.”

With that, Yamoto hugged and kissed his daughter goodbye, the families all said their farewells, and Akari was left with the Saiki family. Though she probably should have taken the opportunity to go home with them, with what’s to come.

It seemed like Saiki thought that the Wanatabe’s had the right idea, “Okay, now we can go home…”

“What? Saiki!” Oof, you spoke too soon Saiki. Now it’s time for plot!

Saiki nearly rolled his eyes, “See? There is no god.”

It was Kaido who had shouted out to him. The blue-haired boy came waltzing over to his friends with a smile, “This must be fate.”

“This isn’t how I wanted to start my year. Your scarf is dragging.” It indeed is dragging, reminds me of the Doctor.

Akari gave her friend a small wave, “Hi Kaido.”

“Ah, Watanabe! Didn’t see you there.” No one ever does. “Are you here visiting a shrine for New Year’s? Me? I was just passing by. God doesn’t exist in this world anyway.” Technically, one could argue that Shūichi Asō is your god, or even that MJ is your god. Couldn’t everyone who writes a story and controls their characters be considered a god by said characters? Wait, does that mean that MJ is my god then?!? Oh, I’m not ready for this existential crisis right now! I need some coffee.

Looming over the teens now were Saiki’s parents. Their eyes sparkling in amazement at the new boy talking to their son. Akari also would say that she would be surprised considering she knows how Saiki could be about friendships and stuff. Though still, she knew he didn’t like that they would make a big deal about it, or that they even thought that Kaido was his friend.

“Hello! I’m Kusuo’s dad!”

“And I’m his mom! You’re so cute! Thank you so much for being friends with Ku!”

Really they were crowding the teens with how overbearing they were being right now. “What?” Kaido jumped at their sudden eagerness to thank him, “Oh! Nice to meet… I’m the Jet-Black… Kaido!”

Akari blinked owlishly, ‘did he really try to introduce himself as the Jet-Black Wings?’

“Oh, your name is Kaido?” Kurumi said happily.

The boy just continued to stutter at the attention, “I am also thankful to be his friend. Right. I am.”

Akari eyed the way that he was talking so strangely, “He really can’t talk to adults, can he?”

“Can’t you be more consistent?” Saiki said, “Make up your mind!”

Kuniharu smiled blissfully at his son, “So, you have friends other than Akari and Nendo, Kusuo.” 

He scowled, “Nendo isn’t a friend.” Akari hummed, not completely believing that statement, mainly due to the fact that Kusuo had to accept Nendo as something at this point. ‘Friend’ was better than nothing.

His mother agreed, “I was so surprised.”

“Yes. Me, too. I never expected Kusuo to have three friends.” That was a bit of a backhanded compliment from Saiki’s dad. Saying he’s surprised his son can have friends while also having the ability to make friends. If it were me, I wouldn’t let that slide. …Actually I would, because I hate confrontation. 

“No, not that.” Kurumi blushed, happiness radiating off of her, “I actually just wished for Ku to have plenty of friends. And it’s already come true!”

Saiki scowled, “Then why can’t they grant me my wish, too?”

Though Akari stared at the dazzled expression of the older woman, ‘You’re mom is actually so wholesome.’ She found it quite adorable how Saiki’s mother always did wholesome things like this. Wishing her son had friends, doing her best for him, trying to understand him(to the best of her ability), honestly Akari thought she was one of the best. Of course, her own mother was on the top of that list for her, though Kurumi is a really close second.

“Oh, I actually wished for the same thing!” Kuniharu boasted to his wife,  “You and I think so alike!”

“I don’t believe that for one second,” Akari snickered under her breath. Though Kuniharu heard that and deflated just a little bit. How could she think so little of him? Sure, she was right, but still!

After that, it was like God had a personal vendetta against Saiki. Punishing him for seemingly no reason. Or maybe there was a reason, that reason being for our entertainment. Not only had Kaido shown up, but after him it was Hairo, then Nendo, and then Teruhashi of all people. It certainly didn’t help Saiki's mood that they were all here. Something that Akari could easily feel. The pleasantries that were exchanged between them all didn’t necessarily interest Akari, not in the slightest. Not like they even saw that she was there. She didn’t really care that they were there.

Hell, Hairo didn’t even know she was standing right next to Saiki until Nendo mentioned it and said hello to her. Teruhashi also didn’t notice her until then either, but she still ignored her existence even after Akari was pointed out. Not that Akari cares, she just wants to nap. She also knew that Saiki would want to escape all of this at the moment. He wanted to be alone, something she could relate to, and figured that this was going to ruin that. Then when Kuniharu came up with a great idea, Akari knew that she had to say something.

“I know! Why don’t you all come over? We have New Year’s food.”

Kurumi was just bursting with excitement at her husband’s idea, “Yes! Please come!”

“Oh! Let’s go!” Nendo shouted.

Ever the polite young woman, Teruhashi said, “If we won’t be too much trouble.”

Saiki froze, “How come you’re not granting my wish, God?”

Akari looked from the excited group talking about going to the Saiki house and her best friend. Obviously there was only one choice that she could make here. So she cut through their conversation with her haunting voice, which gave them all chills.

“Actually,” her whispery voice called out, surprisingly easy to hear over the excitement from the others. “Ku and I have plans after this.”

“Oh?” Kurumi blinked, a bit deflated at the fact that they might not be able to meet all of these lovely friends of her sons. “You do?”

Ever the idiot, Nendo blurted out, “Must be another date for you guys!”

“Date?!” All of them exclaimed in varying degrees of shock and surprise. 

“Good job, pal.” Nendo gave him a thumbs up, seemingly congratulating on yet another date between them. He certainly supported anything his pal and gal pal did, especially dating each other.

Saiki scowled at Nendo for even suggesting that. That would definitely make everything more difficult. Especially with Teruhashi here actually able to hear that. Speaking of the perfect pretty girl, she tried to keep the facade of just simple surprise on her face, but there was an underlying annoyance in her expression. We don’t really need to have telepathy to know what she was thinking as her eye twitched while staring at Akari.

Akari just shook her head, “No. We were going to our favorite cafe for New Years.”

Saiki knew for a fact that they didn’t have any plans. At most, they probably were just going to go to one of their houses and just laze around. Maybe Saiki would play a video game while Akari napped on his bed, they weren’t really too pressed on what to do. 

Akari took Saiki’s elbow, leaving no room of argument for anyone to make. As far as they needed to know, they did have plans. They ignored the talk of their friends and Saiki’s parents behind them, all of them disheartened about them leaving but wanting to try it another time. So they navigated through the crowd until they left the shrine, safe from being bothered by their annoying friends.

As he was being led away by Akari, Saiki looked down at the back of her head with an awed expression, “Are you god?” Akari glanced up at him in confusion for a moment before giggling.

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Yes, Akari had told them that they were going to their favorite cafe, but perhaps that was just to throw off the others. Precautions had to be taken, just in case they were going to end up being stalked by Saiki’s parents or their friends. Even though they said that this was by no means a date or anything, what they said would just end up going in one ear and out the other with them. Though it’s not like there were many places that they could go without it being busy. Most areas had people out eating, hanging out, just spending the holiday outside. Not only that but the teens couldn’t go to either of their homes at this time. If they did go to their homes then their parents would know, and they had done this to avoid Saiki’s parents as well as their friends. Plus there’s no doubt that they would hassle them due to Nendo’s ‘date’ comment. So it was best to avoid that.

Instead, Akari had suggested just getting a blanket and sitting at a park. There was no doubt in her mind that he would agree to it. Any chance that he could take to get away from people to be alone, he would certainly take. Well, almost alone. Though he certainly doesn’t mind just being with her. (Not in that way, obviously. Don’t read too far into that statement.) Saiki teleported to Akari’s house, grabbed a blanket and teleported back to her. So they made sure to set up in an area that they deemed nice enough.

“The fact that we ran into all of them at the shrine was unfortunate.”

“It really does seem like God hates me.”

“You and me both,” Akari groaned, “I just wanted to nap. Though it is quite funny how God seems to have it out for you.” Saiki just scowled as she laughed at his misery.

While Akari didn’t notice it, Saiki certainly could see their friends stalking behind them. He could hear everyone’s thoughts, of course he could hear their curious thoughts as they watched Saiki and Akari walk along the paths. Though he certainly was not going to let them bother either him or Akari after they had first escaped. He didn’t care that the group wanted to know if they were dating. They really were just a bother. Even Teruhashi’s clear jealousy towards Akari was not going to ruin his peace. After all, Akari had already done enough to get them away from them. So with the use of his powers, he made sure to evade and confuse their group of stalkers. Akari was none the wiser. Perhaps because she was more focused on finding a good spot to nap. Which they did end up finding, now without their ragtag group of tagalongs behind them.

Akari floated across the grass of the nearby park that they escaped to. While there were a few people milling around, they didn’t seem like they were going to bother the teens. So they tried to keep themselves in the most secluded part of the park. There was a small area, one with quite a few trees and bushes that separated a small clearing from the rest of the park. Just perfect.

“This actually is not how I saw today going.” Saiki said as they laid on the blanket. Well, Akari was laying down, Saiki was just sitting next to her.

“Though better than how it could have been.” Akari tiredly commented. Saiki hummed in agreement. She let out a yawn and stretched, seemingly resembling a cat, “I’m just glad I can nap now.”

Saiki peered down at her from behind his glasses and gave her an amused look, “It always baffles me how you can fall asleep anywhere. You really are quite lazy.”

Aikari chuckled under her breath,  “Lazy is my middle name.” She shuffled around a bit, making sure that she was comfortable enough on the ground.

It didn’t take long after that for Akari to doze off with some soft snoring. Not that Saiki really minded. He expected that she would since he could see how tired she was since they were at the shrine. She cuddled up next to Saiki, but made sure to not cling to him at all. Since she knows that he doesn't like physical contact. She had gotten him out of one uncomfortable situation, she certainly didn’t want to put him into another.

So Saiki just sat in silence, thinking to himself and admiring the solidarity that he had been allotted. Thank god for his friend. She really does pull him out of situations that he didn’t like just at the right times. Sure, he could probably do it himself, though he didn’t think he could say no to his parents and their pressures. Especially his mother, he could usually say no to her, but she has her moments over him. 

He glanced down at the shadow-manipulator as she snored lightly beside him. If there was one thing that he was actually happy about today, it was getting to grant Akari’s wish. While he thought that she was quite the god by saving him from having to suffer through the group of idiots coming to his house, he would try to be her god by granting her wish. He brushed lock of inky hair from Akari’s forehead. It almost looked like he was… admiring her… Though that would be silly, right?

Whatever you’re thinking about the two of them, dont! Saiki might be able to hear you and call you stupid for thinking it. Trust me, I’d know. Still, even with the soft sunlight coming down from between the leaves, the occasional chirping of birds, and murmur of people passing by, Saiki really did notice how adorable Akari looked while napping.

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A/n: When it came to writing this chapter, I did initially plan on writing it all out. However, as I was finishing it up and getting the dialogue, I realized that it was quite tedious. Not only that but I figured I could write a new little story line for this. Basically changed the ending of this one and added my own little ending with it. I like it, I hope you did too :)

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[naruysae]

I just wanted to let you know your Golden Kamuy huevember art is a wonderful gift to my eyes! Golden Kamuy is my favorite thing right now, and I'm so glad to see so much beautiful art for it. I especially love the persimmon harvest piece, the yellow orange with the blue is so pretty and nostalgic... and the recent piece with Tsukishima speaks so well to his background with Tsurumi. I really love your use of symbolism for each of the characters, and how strong the compositions are for each one!

Sorry, I hadn’t noticed your message before! 😭

Thank you so much for liking my GK Huevember series! Reading you makes me so happy 🥹🥹🥹💕

#ask #anonymous #(the persimmon harvest one is my favourite too 🤝)

[gab-has-adhd]

honestly i just got into hxh and . came across ur blog (this post specifically) & i have so much to say regarding illumi / his character (im sorry you're gonna have to listen 😭🤞) anyways onto why i hate this man:

it's so bad kinning him. like so so bad. i've noticed a repetition in which i aggressively relate to characters in animes who were shitty siblings or have shitty relationships w their siblings (think shigaraki from bnha, tsukishima from haikyuu, kirishima from tokyo ghoul, etc.) and it's ridiculous bc the only way i'd ever have realized i lived in a very dangerous (abusive) environment was practically thru watching these characters in shows do the exact same or similar things i did to my own family. and what my family did to me. and what my parents families did to THEM. & i was in denial for literal Years over this and stopped watching anime for like. weeks afterward bc i just cld not face the idea that what my family did to me was horrible (still am in denial but we dont talk abt that.) its just so bad but its even worse w illumi because he's the eldest & we never actually get to SEE his suffering, we just see the end product (which is an almost puppet-like fucked up human being.)

& the part in ur post abt being unable to be truly mad despite them doing everything wrong and messing up ur childhood - i FELT that. like its insane how we (those who understand the zoldycks) all seem to have collective trauma over our families

i cld go on forevr but i do Not wanna be that person 😭😭 yeah im sorry. but i love this series so much i regret not watching itearlier </3

Aaaaaa I feel you anon! The family trauma is real ✌️😔✌️

But see I think I am personally unable to hate Illumi because, well, I feel so close to him. My kin feels for him are ridiculously high at this point. Like I fully aknowledge that Illumi is a horrible, vile, fucked up, despicable mess of a man and I will never ever defend his actions. He was so ruined by his families behavior and his own trauma he basically turned like them and passed that trauma on his own little brother (Killua), this is terrifying. This is so sad.

But Illumi neing a fucked up mess is also what makes me love him because I think despite everything profoundly bad he did in his life, I still feel sympathy for him.

I have that feeling I would have developped Illumi-like personality traits (extremely manipulative and controlling) if I haven't had so many amazing friends and if I turned out to be way, way, way less naturally kind.

When I say I kin Illumi because "I want to look like him", it obviously does not mean I want to be a massive asshole. What I love and envies in Illumi is probably his whole detached and emotionless behaviour, which I am like 100% sure he developped to cope with his trauma. And he's the eldest, while I am the youngest sibling and I have always hated being the youngest LMAO. Also hhhhh he pretty. Beautiful poor little meow meow.

I truly believe Togashi will end up telling us about Illumis childhood. Like Hisokas childhood I sincerely hope he will never share this with us because I just feel like it would be ruining the whole character, but Illumi? We have to see his childhood.

The day he decides to share this with us, I feel like I am going to have the biggest catharsis moment (tm) ever in my whole life.

Fun fact: I also happen to kin Killua. This is extremely confused in my brain JFJRJJJDJS

Thanks for your message Anon <3 it makes me happy to see I am not the only one who relates (too much) on traumatized characters because of family reasons.

Have a nice morning/day/evening 🙏

#gab replies #I love receiving anon asks hehehehe yaaaay <33 #*does a happy lil dance* #hxh #hunter x hunter #hunterxhunter #illumi hxh #hxh illumi #illumi zoldyck #zoldyck #zoldyck family #kin #kin feels #kinning #kinnies #fictionkin #//family #//family trauma

[pinoyrella]

“A Love So Beautiful” Masterlist

A LOVE SO BEAUTIFUL SERIES

Tsukishima Kei x F!Reader

Summary: Y/n and Tsukishima Kei are classmates at Karasuno High School and have been neighbors since kindergarten. Along with Yamaguchi Tadashi, the three have grown up inseparable together in the same neighborhood, being in the same classes throughout the years. Y/n is a very artistically talented, cheerful and expressive girl when it comes to her feelings towards her long-time “friend” Tsukishima Kei. As for the boy, he is the complete opposite of her; a blunt and cocky soul not able to express his feelings. He is popular for his good looks, high grades, and involvement with the high school’s volleyball club; and his overall smug and arrogant attitude. 

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Comedy, Coming of Age + Slow Burn

FT: Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Yachi Hitoka, Kageyama Tobio, Hinata Shoyo, Karasuno Volleyball Team, Karasuno High School

Character List:

TW: Content may at times contain heavy language, sexual innuendos, mentions of sensitive topics, and so forth. There will be warnings before each chapter. 

Manga Spoiler Warning: Chapters 13 and above will cover everything past the Inarizaki vs Karasuno match during Nationals, to the end of the manga. ( Nekoma and Kamemodai matches + Graduation + Final arc).

FYI: This story is planned to have multiple timeskips.

- Chapters 1-15: Takes place during your 1st year.

Chapters:

Prologue - Y/N

Chapter 1 - “Dear Tsukishima Kei” 

Chapter 2 - “Can I Hop Your Bike?”

Chapter 3 - “Please Vote for Me”

Chapter 4 - “The Starry Night” 

Chapter 5 - "Miyagi Prefectural Qualifiers”

Chapter 6 - “It’s Not A Big Deal” 

Chapter 7 - “Two Days, One Night”

Chapter 8 - “Happy Birthday!” 

Chapter 9 - “Heartbreak” (RELEASED!)

Chapter 10 - “Detention” (Postponed-Hiatus)

Chapter 11 - “花見” (Release Date TBD)

Chapter 12 - “We Don’t Need Memories” (Release Date TBD)

Chapter 13 - “You Promised” (Release Date TBD)

Chapter 14 - “Sick” (Release Date TBD)

Chapter 15 - “Home” (Release Date TBD)

Chapters 16-23: In Process

Epilogue

A/N: hiiii hiiii everyone! i’m really excited to begin my first haikyuu x reader series and i hope you enjoy!! i recommend for you to read the prologue + character list before hand, though it isn’t 100 % necessary it may help the story make a bit more sense!  thank you again!!! ily mwah! 💞

A/N May 14th, 2021: hiii everyone, i’m not doing so well emotionally so i am taking time off from writing, i’m so sorry for going off track from the scheduled dates, two chapters planned for april, now it’s almost the end of may :,(( i love you all so much, and i’m so sorry to have myself come in between the series, i hope to be back soon💓

PSA: this fanfic is an inspiration from one of my favorite Chinese dramas i had found the time to rewatch called “致我们单纯的小美好” translation to “A Love So Beautiful”, i highly recommend for you to check it out if you are into romantic comedies and coming of age stories! 

FINAL PSA: My writing style is very... uhhh... I am still stuck in that old “early 2013-2015″ fanfic writing style and I’m so bad w English and my grammar- I’m so sorry! But I’ll try my best to improve over time, but I just wanted to let you guys know!!! Thank you again so so much! 🥺💖

Please let me know in the comments (or in asks) if you’d like to be added to the taglist!

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[eclairia-monarch]

Being Karasuno’s manager HC

My Haikyuu fever is back, please help

First Headcanon LEGGO

warning: none

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honestly Karasuno is a pretty whacky but overall chill group

most of the time

save for Nishinoya and Tanaka

you joined as a manager when Shimizu approached you in your first year

you agreed because she was pretty i don’t make the rules here you wanted to expand your horizon and took up the challenge

you still remembered Nishinoya skiing on his knees and bowing in front of you

“✨ step on me ✨” he said

“how about i just use the floor 👌🏻”

the defeat from Date Tech that lead to the argument between Nishinoya and Asahi made you cry because you loved all of them so much and wanted them to just get along and share the burden

DON’T MAKE [Y/N] CRY YOU STUPID CROWS-

by the time your second year come around, aside from being known as “the flightless crow” and such, Karasuno boy’s VBC is also known to have the hottest and prettiest managers 🥵

literally have people snooping around, wondering what Karasuno VBC adds into your guys’ food and drink to produce beauties ✧٩(•́⌄•́๑)و ✧

but within your smol circle, you are known to be just a chill person, giving off an aura of the “cool kouhai” 

Nishinoya (when he isn’t simping for you) and yourself are pretty close friends and will go have lunch together occasionally

over time, you manage to won the first years over with your patience and become the second mom of the team because the first mom is just as chaotic

stupid arguments between Kageyama and Tsukishima?

[y/n] has been summoned <(｀^´)>

the four idiots making too much ruckus?

[y/n] has been summoned (°ㅂ° ╬)

honestly your stare is scarier than Daichi because they can literally hear "i know how to stitch mouths shut with needles and threads” going through your head when they go overboard.

the tiny smile on your face didn’t help like-

Shirabu who? we only know the scary [y/n]

but you are also the one that make sure they all stay healthy, and limit their training after Ukai leaves because rest is just as important 

but let’s be honest, Karasuno adores you from the moon and back

the third years appreciate your presence, and dadchi is always looking out for you if you ever need help with heavy lifting, since he sees you as his little sister. Sugawara will help you in any school work you weren’t sure, Asahi will help you with any fashion decision whilst Shimizu will go with you to shop

“KIYOKO-SAN! [Y/N]-CHAN!!”  ♡＼(￣▽￣)／♡

the usual cries of your fellow energetic idiotic friends, worshipping the dirt you step on 

Ennoshita, Kinoshita and Narita make sure you stay in the loop if the simping duo are too dumbstruck to utter a coherent sentence when explaining about volleyball

they are also the one that help control their friends from jumping on you out of the blue

the two first year beanpoles having the fattest crush on you it’s not even funny

first off we have saltshakeshima Sneaky Tsukishima. snarky as he may be, he is always polite to seniors he respected, and that includes you. 

unlike Shimizu, you weren’t socially awkward and actually can hold productive conversations when need be, so he does speak to you off court

whenever you see how exhausted he gets, he is the first one you attend to. water bottle and clean towel in hand, ready for him to cool down

one time, he saw a Psittacosaurus charm on your gym bag and he just 

S T A R E S (ꆤ⍸ꆤ) 

he wants to know where the hell you even find it and he needs it ASAP

when you asked if he liked dinosaurs, blonde boi just

//blushes// 

but ever since then, he would subtlety hint for more dino talk by using them in everyday snarky comments

slick or not, as long as you laughed at his words, he just feel fuzzy inside

soon enough he learns that you just love animals and general geology and he couldn’t help but smile

discreetly

we all know he is secretly a softie

literally calls Akiteru nii-chan and was worried Yama was about to puke rmb?? SJDHSJAKALG what a Tsundere

dw, you got him a cute dino keychain for his birthday later on

it's his good luck charm now

then we have blueberryama Kageyama

PLEASE PRAISE HIM, BABY NEEDS AFFIRMATION 

he gets so jittery and blushy, his lips become awkward and squiggly whenever you say he is doing a good job ⁽⁽ ◟(灬 ˊωˋ 灬)◞ ⁾⁾

his next few sets are even more precise, just to show off and hear your compliments again

sometimes he will approach you for help in understanding his teammates, and in turn, try to learn and express himself properly

he hates it when you cater to Hinata’s requests and tries to insert himself into the conversation before dragging the tangerine away, not wanting the two of you to talk any longer

since you are quite athletic before becoming the VBC manager, stray balls are nothing to you

just S M A C K

you good. no concussions nor nose bleed to worry about when it came to the managers

y’all just talented and swift AF like that

during matches, Shimizu will record down what needs to be improve and the overall set scores but you will be the one to record down the detail plays for each rally, and take note of what your team is most comfortable in using the most to win a point

we love a hardworking manager the boys totally cried when they saw your notes

Ukai and Mr Takeda will always rely on you to keep the boys in check when out in public since they respect you so much 

the way you carry yourself in front of other schools is impressive. no eyes are sharper than yours, and no way are you easily approached by boys if they want your number because your team comes first

and they need to go to the court to warm up as much as possible

getting caught up by other guys asking for your number is a no-no for you because then it will just delay the time

When the team lose to Seijoh, you are the one that give everyone the tightest hug and remind them that there is still Spring High, and made sure everyone is eating well the next day if they are not 

particularly Kageyama and Hinata

you literally have to pull Kageyama out of his seat to even get his favourite milk carton

lmao boi fell in love with you even more 

totally didn’t stare at your interlaced fingers throughout his moping

when you and Shimizu approach Yachi for the first time, she thinks there are two goddesses heading her way

Tanaka make sure Taketora knows that Karasuno now has the holy trinity of managers blessing them

during Tokyo’s training camps, you are the one scurrying between various different gyms to check on the boys’ individual trainings, and take note on their improvement before updating Ukai and Mr Takeda 

also self proclaimed Yachi protector

bless that angel, she clings onto you when she feels stares directed your way, not realising the stares are because of you

but when she did realise it, Hitoka either freaks out and apologise for hindering your radiance before running away

or gasps dramatically and just run away, not wanting your potential new fans to kill her for being in the same breathing space as you

"Hitoka-chan, you’ll get hurt if you run like that!” you always warn and chase after her before another stray ball flies her way

definitely gets along with Yukie the most because food is love, food is life and since Yukie is planning to be a nutritionist, you learn a lot from her as well ʕっ˘ڡ˘ςʔ

barbeque? more like a buffet of hot men and hot meat like???

let’s just say one ‘excuse me’ from you and everyone stops their meal to top your tiny plate with the best grilled meat and pour refreshment for you

“but i can’t finish these…” you mumbled.

you went around and personally feed the boys

it was a hot day so you keep the drinks for you and the other managers

4 simps had just expanded into an army of simps

you stay up with Yachi and Shimizu to research on your opponents

files of information thiccer than my ass just for the crow bois

your heart stopped when Tanaka and Daichi collided into each other, and brought your captain to the infirmary. you strictly told the nurse to make sure Daichi was A-Okay

when Tsukishima block Ushiwaka:

(੭ ˃̣̣̥ ㅂ˂̣̣̥)੭ु “TSUKKIIIIIIIIIII” proud mama manager has never been prouder

almost faints when Tsukishima injure himself against Shiratorizawa and rushes him to the infirmary with Akiteru

the nurse immediately know what she had to do to avoid your surveying glare after your visit with Daichi before

“you have a very sweet manager, eh, Tsukishima-san” the nurse teases when you hold Tsukishima’s hand and told him to calm down, to trust his team to hold the fort

The salt king Tsukishima Kei glows pink

Akiteru wants you as his sister-in-law

His lil bro’s wingman from now on

remember how i just said you couldn’t be prouder? LIES

You cry so hard when you see the ref indicating Karasuno’s victory against the Shiratorizawa and proceeds to be placed in the nationals

hugs? too sophisticated for that moment. major dog pile i tell you.

Karasuno has finally show Japan why they are worthy of being a powerhouse and you, as the manager, swelled with pride - the pride you ALWAYS had.

You laugh with them, you cry with them and you train with them

you are an integral part of the team

Karasuno will never trade you for anything in this world and if you ever shed a tear

Rip to whoever offended you, the crows are about to peck them to death

#haikyū!! #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #haikyuu manager #karasuno #karasuno volleyball club #manager reader #haikyuu headcanons #daichi sawamura #sugawara koushi #shimizu kiyoko #haikyuu ennoshita #haikyuu narita #kinoshita hisashi #kageyama tobio #hinata shoyo #tsukishima kei #yamaguchi tadashi #yachi hitoka #ukai keishin #haikyuu takeda

[goldentsum]

━ pretty submissives pt. 2

CHARACTERS: tsukishima kei, kageyama tobio, oikawa tooru, kuroo tetsurou

WARNINGS: smut, 18+ content, sub! males, dom! reader, bdsm, sex toys, whiny subs, bratty subs, bondage, oral sex, handjobs, ass play (male), pet play, age play, mistress kink, mommy kink, guided masturbation, voyeurism

AUTHOR’S NOTE: lol tis filthyyy <3 i am hiding my pain away with smut stfu- dont @ me wanting to cry but wrote porn instead- unedited bleggh

part 1 - miya twins, sakusa, suna

— tsukishima ♡

• this brat likes testing your patience! tsukki may go subby but he won’t go down without a fight. that way it hurts his pride less-- 

• one time, he really tried to take back some dominance from you but you started degrading him and smacking his face.. he came in less than a minute.

• and that’s how you both knew tsukki was a masochist 

• put him back in his place and humiliate him! it may hurt his pride but the hard on between his legs says that he likes it--

• seeing the tall and prideful man on all fours with a tight leash on his neck and a mussel to stop that snarky mouth of his is feeding dangerously on your dom side

• tsukki would try and degrade you but when you snap back, he’ll get teary-- baby would try to serve some sadist type of shit on you but if you do the same to him, he’ll cry

• play and bite his lips until its all raw and red, he likes it. though, he’ll complain about it afterwards as if he wasn’t moaning like a whore just earlier. 

you smirked at the weak glare the man sent you. tsukishima was sitting on his legs, hands neatly on his lap. the strong act he tried to maintain before was going down hill and it was amusing. you snickered and you caressed his aching cock with your feet making him gasp and kneel over but you tugged on the leash, almost sending him on all fours. 

“didn’t i told you to keep your eyes on me, whore” you growled, a teasing smirk on your red lips. oh how tsukishima wants to wipe that arrogant smirk off your lips. he furrowed his brows and went back to his previous spot with small pants escaping him. 

you noticed the way he pursed his lips and tugged on the leash again, choking the man before you, “you have something to say to me, puppy?” 

tsukishima bit his tongue at that and shook his head, though he was beyond pissed at your prideful and arrogant play, he can’t really deny the arousal that was slowly beading on his cock. 

your smirk fell and you gripped his chin, “use your words. do you not want to talk? do i have to get your mussel, pup?” 

tsukishima’s breath hitched at the mention of the damn mussel, his cock twitching against his stomach. “n-no, mistress..” 

you hummed in satisfaction and leaned back a bit, admiring his nude body on display just for you. you licked your lips when his long cock caught your eye, the head was red and leaking with precum already even though you barely touched him. 

“you like this, tsukki?~ look at how hard you are” you teased, pulling the leash once again as the tall man was forced into your arms. tsukishima yelped and tried to steady himself by supporting himself on your arms. 

you sneaked a hand between his legs, caressing his cock. the blond closed his eyes tightly, gasping against your chest as you played with his body. 

stroking his cock with an amused smirk, you tipped his chin towards you. your darkened eyes stared into embarrassed and teary golden orbs. you squeezed his length, coating his dick with the precum that leaked out. tsukishima moaned and tried to close his eyes again but you weren’t having none of that. 

you halted your actions on his cock and slapped him lightly on his cheek, gentle enough to not hurt as much but strong enough to get him to pay attention to you. “none of that, pup. look at me. look at how your slutty body gets off with such dirty acts~” 

— kageyama ♡

• he’s a little :>>

• kageyama has an oral fixation, he likes using his mouth whether that’s on your fingers, nipples, or your clit-

• if you have a nipple piercing, baby boy would be in complete awe! he thinks it looks super good! or even if you wear rings! he likes the feeling of the metal on his tongue. 

• pretty boy looks good when he sucks on your fingers, that slick tongue swirling around your digits, coating them with thick spit. he gets super red and needy while he does it too! he looks at you with half lidded eyes, moaning around your fingers. 

• baby doesn’t even know his cock is getting hard while he plays with your fingers.

• please take care of him </3 he gets super anxious if you don’t say anything, kageyama feels like he did something wrong so reassure this baby!

• buy him toys and stuffies! it makes him really happy and shy~ <3 

• also not @ that one time where you caught him humping one of his teddy bears-- 

“now what do we have here?~” your voice cut through kageyama’s series of needy moans making him yelp and stop his constant humping. his ears turned red at the fact that you caught him doing such impure act. 

“m-mommy--” he sniffled, tears welling up on his pretty blue eyes. kageyama turned to you, a pout on his lips. he didn’t want you to think you weren’t taking good care of him cus you are! he was just feeling so needy today and you had to go to work. 

kageyama really tried to control his urges but the more he tried to ignore it, the more it intensifies as every shift of his hips made him more sensitive. 

you shook your head playfully at that and closed the bedroom behind you, stalking slowly towards the trembling man. he slumped on the stuffie and tried to reason but he was just babbling incoherent words. you hummed at his chattering and run a hand through his hair, wiping the sweat on his forehead. 

“is my baby feeling needy?” you cooed, you bit your lips at the beautiful sight. your boyfriend is so fucking beautiful. cheeks all red, eyes teary with tears of frustration of not getting to cum and sensitivity. your hand lowered down to his cheek, stroking the warm skin. 

your eyes darkened when your fingers trailed down to his lips and instinctively, kageyama opened his mouth, already licking the tip of your fingers. the dark-haired male whined around your digits when you started playing with his tongue, thrusting it in his mouth. 

“words, baby boy” kageyama’s eyes rolled back at your tone, moaning loudly. he opened his eyes and looked straight at you, lips trembling around your fingers. 

“p-pwease helph meh, mwommy” he babbled, slurring his words as he still tried to lick your digits.

“atta boy~ don’t worry, mommy will help you cum~” you cooed, removing your fingers out of his mouth and trailed down his stomach, feeling the flexing muscles, then towards his aching cock. you coated his length with his spit, thumbing the swollen tip. 

kageyama gasped and his hips moved at the sudden contact. you smirked down at him slightly as he held your wrist, though not really stopping you just something to ground him. “let’s hear those pretty moans, baby boy~” 

— oikawa ♡

• a wholeass confident sub. he knows he’s a good sub and he takes pride on that

• you can’t even reprimand him cus he follows your rules to the t. so headpats and cuddles for tooru pls <3

• though he follows your rules, oikawa doesn’t really pay attention to his body and it’s limits. all he knows is that he wants to make you proud and feel good. 

• so please take the time to appreciate his body, praise him. yes, he gets compliments all the time but when it’s coming from you and in that moment? it just feels so intimate that he’ll cry.

• kiss his skin, caress his body. make him feel loved and he’s all yours. <3 

• when he gets too into the play, he really forgets everything else but you. so what better way to stop and slow down than make him show you how he pleasure himself <3

• tooru doesn’t really masturbate all that much so he’s a little clumsy so guide him through it <3 HE GETS REALLY SHY TOO

• when you stare at him like that, admiring his body, praising him, telling him how much of a good boy he is, how beautiful he is? oikawa’s offering you his heart pls take care of it :((

you smiled at oikawa, his breath ragged with every slow stroke he does as he massaged his cock. your eyes trailed up and down his body, admiring the way he arch his back and the way his thighs trembles. 

“slowly, baby~ you don’t wanna ruin your orgasm now do you?” you said, leaning back on your legs on the mattress, getting a good view of his cock and his stroking. 

oikawa whined, eyebrows furrowed. the slow build-up once again was making him impatient and it was getting to him. he wants to cum so bad, you denied him a couple of his orgasms already. he hic-ed, feeling his tears trail down his red cheeks. 

you cooed at the sight and leaned closer to him, hovering above him. oikawa gasped at the slight contact of your clothed body on his heated skin. he removed his hands away from his cock and wrapped his arms around you. 

letting a hand caress his cheek, wiping the tear away. you let out soft praises on his forehead, kissing it several times as you do so. oikawa sniffled, biting his lips as he savor your affection. he was always a sucker for it, always the soft boy with a big heart 

“p-please... i want to cum” oikawa whispered, lips quivering as he wet it with his tongue. he gasped when he felt your hands on his cock. you grinned at him then went back to your previous position between his legs. 

you blew air into his cock making the man whimper on the bed, writhing around trying to make you move. you snickered at the pout he sent your way. 

“such a pretty baby, you are tooru~” you complimented and before he can say anything, you took him in your mouth in one go. oikawa choked on air at the feeling of your warm and wet mouth around his sensitive cock. 

oikawa moaned when you swiped your tongue on the red tip, swallowing his length as you bob your head. 

he gripped the blankets beneath him, eyes rolling back. you removed your mouth off him, jerking his length. “wanna cum, baby?” 

he sobbed and nodded his head frantically, feeling the band on his lower stomach threatening to snap once again as he pray that you would let him cum this time. “p-please! i want to cum! need it! it hurts!” he cried

you grinned and took him into your mouth again, moving faster. the pretty male gasped and his hips started jerking making you gag on his length. his eyes rolled back to his skull at the feeling of your throat tightening around him, his mouth wide open as he released several loud moans. 

you sneaked a hand to his balls, massaging it. your tongue traced the prominent vein on his cock and oikawa keened at that and came with a loud broken moan. you hummed in satisfaction and continued to bob your head, your hand jerking the rest of his cock. 

you lapped at the thick cum he released, slurping it up as he shivered and sobbed at the sensitivity. “t-thank you.... thank y-you” 

— kuroo ♡

• okay some of you may think he’s all dom and won’t sub but you’re forgetting something... he’s a simp. he would do anything for you! also, kuroo thrives for your attention!

•  he loves hard shit! i know it! bdsm, toys, bondage? perfecttt!! <3 

• kuroo tried pegging once and now he’s addicted! fuck his ass while you degrade him is his go to to de-stress 

• make him cum several times until he can’t feel his cock anymore. he loves the pain it brings. the sting. the sensitivity. 

• also because of the fact he screams and cries.. so his voice goes all raspy and his throat is scratchy

• choke him. collar him. he will propose to you <3 KSKSKS

• but after all that bdsm shit, please take care of his tired body. aftercare is a must for this baby or he’ll be so detached after. kiss his bruises. kiss his swollen and red lips. mutter sweet nothings to him. tell him how much you love him and he’ll sleep with a tired but soft smile on his face

“yes... yes, moreee. m-moree” kuroo chanted against your pussy, eating you out like a starved man. he groaned against your wet cunt, tongue swiping at your slit as he tasted you. his hands were on your thighs, pushing them together so he can feel your thick thighs against his face. 

he gripped your thighs, moaning like a bitch in heat. he slurped at your essence, eyes rolling back at your taste. his hips moving unconsciously. you moaned, caressing his hair, as you looked down at his fucked out expression with a smirk. 

“such a dirty boy~” you snickered when kuroo moaned lewdly at your words, his eyes rolling back to his head as his mouth worked on your cunt faster. he wiggled his tongue inside you, licking your gummy walls. 

“ahh.. fuck, tetsu” you moaned softly which only urged him to work on your pussy harder. you chuckled breathlessly at his eagerness as you turned your head a bit. you looked at his twitching cock. 

you put the cock ring earlier but the man was still leaking precum everywhere. his cock was so beautiful. thick and long, the tip red and swollen. you grinned and moved away from tetsu’s mouth. 

you heard the man whined at the lost of contact. you faced toward his shaking thighs and sat on his stomach as you turned your head back to look at him. god, he looks so pretty~ 

kuroo was panting, chest heaving heavily. his lower face was covered with your wetness as he constantly licked his lips. his eyes blown wide with lust. 

you smirked at him and touched his cock, snickering when the touch made him whimpered as he arched on the bed. paying no mind to his senseless babbling, you lowered yourself to his cock, using his trembling thighs to support yourself.

kuroo’s eyes rolled back to his head at the way your wet and gummy wall clung to his sensitive length and it was enough to make him cum but the cock ring was preventing him from doing so. 

he looked at you with teary eyes, eyebrows furrowed. you smirked and then face forward to reached for the dildo beside you, slowly inserting it into his prepped ass which earned you a husky groan. “make me cum and i’ll think about it if you deserve to cum as well~” you cooed.

kuroo cried when you started moving, your pussy clenching tightly around his dick, while your hands thrust the thick dildo in his ass, prodding his prostate. his hands flew to your hips, his half-lidded eyes watching your ass bounce in front of him, “f-fuck!” 

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader smut #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima smut #kageyama tobio #kageyama tobio x reader #kageyama x reader #kageyama smut #oikawa tooru #oikawa smut #oikawa x reader #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x reader #kuroo smut #kuroo x reader smut

[duino]

"SAY IT WITH YOUR HANDS" for A Series of "I Love You's"

Pairing: Tsukishima x Fem!Reader

Rating/Warnings: T for Teen, this is SOFT BOY HOURS

Word Count: 2.9k

Summary: Some things feel impossible to say aloud, at first. Good thing words aren't always needed.

Note: Fluff. God, nothing gets me more than soft Tsukki.

You hadn’t known what to expect when you and Tsukishima first started dating. He had asked you out so casually, without preamble or pretense. Just a short question, in between your college lectures, in between the spaces of friendship and the careful beginnings of something more. Part of you had half expected to wake up the next morning and realize you had dreamt it all. (The other part of you thought he had been teasing you in some cruel way. You had almost tripped on thin air when you realized he was being serious.)

In a lot of ways, it’s easy, because nothing has changed. He still competes with you for the higher grade, still has a parry ready for any of your smartass remarks. He still taps you on the forehead with his pencil when you start zoning out. He still walks you to your dorm room after classes.

In a lot of ways, you feel at a loss, because everything has changed. Of course it has. Because now he punctuates every quick comeback with a peck on your forehead. Now, he pulls you in by the loops of your pants, kissing you goodbye, with you shoulder blades pressed against your room door. Now, every moment is full of new meaning (a hand brushing your lower back, a glance that softens from across the room), and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t in slight disbelief sometimes.

It felt like he was in slight disbelief sometimes. You’re as surprised about receiving his affections as he seems to be giving them. Like he’s shocked to have tenderness pulled out of him like this, like it happens against all his better judgements. You happened, against all his better judgements.

And he wants to be good for you. He doesn’t say it, and you don’t mention it either, but you can tell. He’s more careful now. There are times you can see him struggle for the words, for the right action. And you want to be good for him, too. So you never push.

Even though there are times you really, really want to. Like now, kneeling on Tsukishima’s dorm room bed, waiting for you boyfriend –Your boyfriend. When will you get used to that?— to meet your eyes.

“Okay, what’s been going on? I feel like you’ve been off all week.”

The blond’s eyes flicker up from his phone, the glint of his glasses concealing and reflecting. “Nothing’s been going on.”

You narrow your eyes. “Your words say ‘nothing,’ but your tone and behaviour say ‘something.’”

Tsukishima’s lips press together. You used to think, in the early days of knowing him, it meant his displeasure, but now you know it means he’s trying not to smile. “I feel like you haven’t said a word to me in like, a week,” you say.

His brows raise, just a touch. “We were on the phone for an hour last night.”

“Not the point, mister.”

The corners of his mouth twitch, despite his flat voice. “It’s nothing.”

“So there is something,” you exclaim, pointing a finger at him.

He rolls his eyes, but the hidden beginnings of his smile break through. “I just said it was nothing.” He places his phone down, patting the slice of space beside him. “Are you going to come pick a movie, or what?”

You gnaw your lip, eyes roving over his face. “Is it me?” You ask, instead of moving. “Did I make you mad?”

A brief flit of confusion and then a line between his brows. “No,” he says. And then, “Of course not. Why would you think that?”

You stare at him, the keen lines of his beauty, his face that is somehow simultaneously so familiar and so impossible to read. It’s a strange thing, to be so comforted by him and so hesitant of him in the same breath. You thought being friends first would make everything simple, but a relationship has sharpened certain emotions. Made you sensitive and intuitive to things you might have previously shrugged off.

Slowly, you lay yourself down next to him, hands stuffing into the pockets of your sweater. You’re immediately shuffled around, Tsukishima’s large hands grabbing onto you, tucking you underneath his chin in a loose spoon. His fingers slip beneath your top, tracing delicate circles over your skin. “I’m warning you now,” you say, instead of answering his question. “I’m choosing a romance.” His laptop is half-hidden under his bed and you bend over and grab it, his hand slipping from your body.

“Of course you are.” Tsukishima’s voice is on the edge of amused, though a line still sits between his brows. He waits until you’ve clicked on a regency drama before placing his hand back on you. A soft pull of violin and piano burrs from the laptop speakers, and he blindly watches the camera pan over fogged greenery. You curl into yourself a little more, getting comfortable in his arms. “What is with you and period pieces?” He asks. He can feel your starry eyes taking in the movie without even seeing them.

“I’m sensing you’re about to tease me, and I reject it in advance.”

Tsukishima smirks into your hair. “I’m just saying this is the third time you’ve watched this with me.”

“It must be because I like pretentious people.” You reach behind to pat him on the arm. “That’s why I’m with y—ow!” You give a laughing little yelp when he pinches your waist. He smooths it over with delicate touches immediately after.

A few minutes pass as you both settle into the familiar patterns of the movie. You try to let the thought of his strange, distant behaviour from the past week slide. It’s true, there have still been long phone conversations and moments of new wondering sweetness. But you know him, and know him well. You can tell when his mind is preoccupied or distant, when he withdraws from you. You can see when his eyes linger on you, face indiscernible. And despite being in his arms now, with the easy banter between the two of you, you can just feel something’s up. There’s something he’s not saying, something he’s hiding. You know it. You can’t be this close with someone and not know it.

“Hey,” he says, squeezing you slightly. “Why would you think I was mad?”

“I dunno,” you say. You can see the barest traces of his expression reflected off the screen of his laptop, just his eyes, concerned, looking at you.

He tsks, reaching over you to tap the lower volume button.

“Hey,” you protest playfully, “it’s my favourite part.”

“It’s literally the beginning sequence. Nothing’s even happened yet—”

“Shhh, they’re about to meet.”

You’re avoiding his question. Tsukishima sighs but acquiesces, turning the volume up again. He can hear the whisper of you mouthing the lines of dialogue along with the actors and it makes him smile in earnest, from behind you. “You’re a dork,” he mumbles, affectionate.

“I might be a dork, but you’re a dork-lover, so whatever Kei.” Your words are casual, distracted as you watch the movie. You’re only half-aware of what you’re even saying. Despite this, Tsukishima tenses behind you. You almost don’t catch it, the shift in his body language. You almost let it go. But then you hear him huff and he turns away from you to lie on his back.

You hesitate, and then click pause.

Rolling over, you see Tsukishima with a hand rubbing at his eyes, glasses perched on his chest. He's frowning, frustrated and annoyed. Your brows pull together at his expression, his sudden change in mood.

“What’s up?” you ask, voice tentative. Tsukishima slings his arm over his eyes like a light is blinding him.

“Nothing. It’s fine.”

“Okay,” you sigh, sitting yourself up. That only seems to frustrate him further, which in turn frustrates you. You hate not being able to read him. “This is why I thought you were mad at me. You’ve been all over the place, Kei. One second you’re sweet, the next you’re clamming up. What’s going on?”

He lifts his arm from his face just enough to peer at you. “You think I’m mad right now?” It’s a genuine question that forces a baffled laugh from you.

“Uh, yeah? Or annoyed.”

“I’m not annoyed,” he says, annoyed. You can’t tell if it’s directed at you or not. He sees your reaction and covers his eyes again, like he has a headache.

You’re skeptical. “Really?”

His voice is a mumble. “Am I that difficult to read?”

“Are you kidding me?” You give another little helpless laugh. “You’re being damn near impossible right now.” Your voice is equal parts exasperated and amused.

He drops his arm completely to his side, but before you can catch his eyes, he looks away. You watch his jaw flex as he grinds his teeth, his fingers absently grabbing at his shirt to wipe at his glasses. You give him a minute. You give him two. He doesn’t say anything, seems to be struggling for words which is so unlike him. You’ve only ever known Tsukishima to be quick-minded, always ready with the last word. He flickers his eyes to your face only to see that your gaze is already trained on him. He blinks, arrested by you, caught in you regarding him. His lips part, as if to speak.

Then he looks away again. You almost groan in frustration at his refusal to communicate but then you see it –the rare splotches of pink on the top of his cheekbones. He’s blushing. His hands are fidgeting, looking for something to do. He’s being shy, you think, in incredulous realization. He’s gone shy, looking at you. You stare at him with the beginnings of wonderment. You give him a slow smile.

“Shut up,” he murmurs. He’s struggling to look at you for more than a few seconds at a time. The tips of his ears are going red. Your frustration leaves you. Somewhere in your heart, you are beginning to understand.

“I didn’t say anything,” you counter softly. The more flustered he gets the wider your smile grows. “What’s wrong, Kei?” you ask. He shakes his head slightly, biting his bottom lip as though to keep words from spilling out.

“Nothing’s wrong.” He’s trying to be resolute.

Your brows flick up gently. “You’re really going to make me dig this hard every time you’re scared to say something?”

“No,” he says immediately and then frowns. “Maybe.”

You almost laugh. “God, you’re a baby sometimes.”

He lets out a breath through his nose. “I’m bad at this.” It’s hard for him to admit.

You’re gently amused. “Apparently. Who would’ve thought? Mr. Cool Calm and Collected, brough low by a measly girl.”

Tsukishima snorts, rolling his eyes, blush deepening. You think he’s about to tease you back, but when he looks to you again, you’re stricken by his solemnity. “But you’re not, are you?”

You tilt your head. “Not what?”

He gives you a tilted smile. “Just any girl, I mean.”

It’s your turn to grow flustered, but you refuse to let him distract you. “Oh, you’ve got lines, do you?”

He shrugs slightly. “I’ve got to have some, after all the romances you force me to watch.”

“You know, sometimes I think you should be a regency romance hero.”

“Oh?” He’s dry. “I’m flattered.”

You match his tone. “Because you absolutely refuse to be straightforward about your feelings.”

He goes quiet again, which ten minutes ago you would’ve thought was irritation but now you know to be shyness. He really does belong in Victorian England, you think to yourself, fighting a smile for your boyfriend’s sake. You can almost picture him as a surly bachelor, in a waistcoat and cravat, always with the clever quip –until it’s time for some honest emotion, that is. Those have always been your favourite characters, though, you admit to yourself. And the scenes where they say everything but what they mean to are the scenes you always look forward to the most.

You purse your lips together and take one of his hands. Despite himself, Tsukishima laces his fingers with yours instantly. “You know why I actually like regency romances so much?”

The blond raises a brow at your tangent. “Why’s that?” he asks, wary.

You give him a patient smile. “All the best scenes, when they’re trying to say something important or romantic? And they don’t have the words?” You squeeze his fingers. “They camera always zoom close to their hands, like their gestures explain everything they’re feeling. Everything they can’t say aloud, they say it with their hands.”

You watch his expression go from unimpressed, to wry, to hesitant. You bat your eyes expectantly, unlacing your hands to flip your palm up, resting it on his abdomen. His fingers circle around your wrist, keeping you close. “I see,” he says, trying to be indifferent.

You squint at him, unrelenting. “So, are you mad at me?” you ask again, with purpose.

Tsukishima sighs at the question, but you tap your knuckles against him, insistent. He shakes his head slightly, like he can’t believe himself, and then with his free hand, draws two letters from the English alphabet into your waiting palm. N-O.

“Okay,” you nod, thinking. “Are you upset about something?”

His mouth twists down. His index finger presses into you firmly. N-O.

Your brows furrow. You look at him, trying to discern his expression. “Are you scared?”

A pause. When he draws on you again, it’s slow and light. Y-E-S. His face is red again.

“Why are you scared?” you murmur.

Tsukishima shakes his head. “That’s too many letters.”

“Okay, fine.” You turn thoughtful. You think of how strange he’s been acting the past little while, his new shyness. You look at him now and see the flicker of openness in his face, just a moment of it. Moment enough for another piece of understanding to enter you. “Is it something to do with me?” You’re nervous, suddenly.

Tsukishima moves his finger. Y-E-S.

You fumble with your words for a moment, but you have to ask, “Is it…do you regret that we, uh…do you not want to—”

Tsukishima squeezes your wrist lightly, silencing you. When you look at him, he eyes are firm. “I could never regret anything between us,” he says. He’s so serious he’s stern. “Okay? So don’t even let your mind go there.” The look of relief in you softens him. He squeezes your wrist again. “And…” He breaks off, cursing lightly. “I’m sorry I’m shit at talking about my feelings sometimes. I don’t want you to think I’m mad at you, or hurt. I’m…I’m not mad. Not even close.”

Your words are quiet. “Then what is it, Kei?”

His eyes shutter again. You see his instincts kicking in, his long-standing habit of hiding his feelings beneath a veneer of indifference. You know it well, and for a moment you think you’re about to resign yourself to those habits of his. Some things just needed more time, you suppose. But then he sees your imploring eyes, your sweetly parted lips. You care so much and he hates, hates that he can’t say some things easily to you. But he needs to make you understand that it’s not because he cares less, not at all. The complete opposite in fact. It’s because he cares so much more than he wants to let on.

The thing –this feeling—that he’s been grappling with for the past while (longer than he would ever care to admit) comes rushing in, a force he never thought he would feel, not like this. To his own surprise, he’s trembling, just a little. Little enough to hide. He lets you see it though, his nerves, as he moves to sit up, glasses thumping onto his mattress. He grabs your hand again in both of his, gentle as can be. You grow still as he raises your hand to his lips, pressing featherlight kisses onto the tips of your fingers. Your eyes are wide. He always shocks you with affection when you least expect it.

And then, with ceremony, he brings your hand down to his lap and turns it palm-side up. His breathing is shallow, you can hear it. His eyes are trained on your fate lines. You feel your heart knocking against your chest so hard you’re sure Tsukishima can pick up on it. He brushes his fingers over your palm so faintly you break out into goosebumps. You catch his faint smile at this. And then, slowly so that you don’t miss a single letter, he begins to draw on your skin.

It’s three words, eight letters. You close your eyes to try to stave off tears but that only makes them fall. Tsukishima takes a long while to look up at you again, but when he does, he’s a completely open book, no pretense, no metaphor, no armour. He looks younger, vulnerable. He looks helpless, almost, at the feeling that’s taken hold of him now.

You close your hand slowly into a fist, like his words are somehow a physical thing and you can hold onto them and keep them close. He’s written his heart into the palm of your hand. You want to protect his heart, forever.

Slowly, you reach down for one of his nervous hands and you bring it into your lap. Tsukishima closes his eyes when you start to trace letters onto his electric skin, like he wants to remember the feel of them. When you’re done, he pulls you into a kiss that melts the afternoon into the evening, and then into the night.

I L-O-V-E Y-O-U T-O-O.

#haikyuu fluff #haikyuu scenarios #haikyu x reader #fem!reader #tsukishima kei #tsukishima fluff #hq tsukishima #tsukishima x y/n #haikyuu tsukishima #tsukishima x you #hq imagines #hq x reader #hq fluff

[elysianslove]

Have you ever done..

Middle blocker dick analysis? 🙌🥺👉👈 I love this series more than I should teehee 🤫

ohhhh this is a good batch there are so many,,, bless you for requesting it, and also, i’m very glad to hear that you’re liking this series!!! 

pls my search history is so weird rn <//3 

other versions: haikyuu captains dick analysis, haikyuu aces dick analysis, haikyuu setters dick analysis, jjk dick analysis

middle blockers done in the captains version: kuroo tetsurō

HAIKYUU MIDDLE BLOCKERS DICK ANALYSIS 

hinata shōyō 

okay the thing about hinata is i think he’s a grower!! like i firmly believe so. so maybe he’s 4.3 when soft, but it’s so satisfying gripping him so firmly in your hand and feel him harden and grow to like 6.2 inches. and it’s actually pretty thick too, like it’s a fat cock, you know? i feel like i need to answer this question with him too: does the carpet match the drapes? yes, it does. he does in fact have ginger pubes, but they’re like wayyy darker than his hair, so it’s nearly brown you know? can’t believe i just talked about some fictional guy’s pubes. he also doesn’t shave, but will trim sometimes, just to maintain it. dark pink tip and tan, flushed shaft, super veiny surprisingly!!! feels so nice when it’s in your mouth omg! 

tsukishima kei 

skinny penis skinny penis skinny penis. long but skinny. penis. it’s maybe 6.7 or 6.8 inches, and it does not curve at all. like he loves to sit somewhere like a couch or chair and just spread his legs for you, and his dick is stiff against his stomach, staring condescendingly down at you. bright, kind of pale pink tip, and pale shaft with only a few prominent veins. is he clean shaven? is he not? depends, which would piss you off more? also not a lot of his partners paid attention to this, but once you discovered that his balls are hella sensitive, you could not let that go. it’s his biggest, biggest weakness. just suck on them or squeeze and toy at them while sucking him off and he makes the cutest noises.

suna rintarō 

definitely has a big dick. have you seen how large timeskip suna is? he is packing, i know it. he’s like 7.2 inches, nothing less and nothing more, i stand by this. head is so fat, and his dick is so hefty and heavy in your hands, like so heavy. i don’t know how else to describe it, it’s just so firm and sturdy to hold. very dark pink tip that it’s not really pink, you know? more of a color fading into his own skin color. his shaft is a little bit darker than his skin color. idk it’s just a very aesthetic dick, so pretty ngl. also it curves to the left, like slightly, but it’s noticeable. actually clean shaven, because yeah he’s lazy, but he’s very adamant on taking care of himself and making sure he’s clean, you know? have to mention that he loves to sight of you fucked out resting your head on his thigh, a mess of cum everywhere and his limp cock near you <333

matsukawa issei sincerely apologize for going off track w this one

holy fucking shit. holy shit. do i even have to? he is top 3 biggest dicks in haikyuu. he is so big, so fucking big. he’s definitely like 8.3 inches? and so much girth too? it’s literally a struggle taking him in. i think he actually was insecure about it for a little bit just cause so many people would back out of sex so quick when they saw his dick. at first it was flattering, but then it started to genuinely bother him. he’s definitely not gonna force anyone to do anything they’re uncomfortable with, and he understands cause it yeah it is big, but damn can’t a guy get his dick wet? :( do i have more to say about this? yes, but i choose to shut up. his dick is so gorgeous though, dark red tip and tan shaft, so so so veiny, and a happy trail from below his belly button to his trimmed pubes. breeder balls <333 such big balls <333 

tendō satori 

he’s definitely definitely 6.8 inches, skinny but long, and is so fucking good at what he does. like insanely good. the first push inside of you feels insanely good, just cause the way he has you, the way he’s pressing inside of you, the way he’s filling you up so well, the push of his hand against your lower stomach. yes, exactly. he’s very clean shaven, for the aesthetic i think, more than the convenience. pale, smooth shaft with no too harshly prominent veins (when he’s hard there are two very obvious ones) and as you approach the tip from the base a deep, red flush starts, darkest at the slit. is really into cumplay so, do with that what you will :) 

haiba lev 

7 inches. this himbo. my god. he knows his dick is long and also doesn’t know it, you know? like he has a concept of size, but also, at the same time, he keeps wincing whenever he enters you too early and you’re too tight like,,, what were you expecting? i think he just underestimates himself, you know? it’s a nice dick though! flushed shaft and a tip of similar shade, but slightly brighter. he shaves because he got so scared he would never get girls if he didn’t shave, poor baby </3 extremely sensitive all over, the shaft, the tip, his balls. everywhere. he came so early the first time you had sex omg. but when you’re giving him a hand job and you press and massage at the slit, he does a literal entire body shiver. 

yamaguchi tadashi 

apparently yams’s official position is middle blocker (aside pinch server), or at least that’s what wiki says. i’ll do him anyways! i really really really wanna go with yamaguchi having a big dick. like idk why but it’s satisfying to think about the fact that he might be bigger than people make him out to be, but i won’t go too overboard i guess :( he’s 6.5 inches, proportionately thick and long. it has the prettiest dark red tip, and it looks beautiful when his own face is flushed red just <333 dark tan shaft, and kinda veiny! he doesn’t really know whether to shave or not, but he tried it out once and preferred it so now it’s the norm for him! 

hirugami sachirō

pretty dick pretty dick pretty dick. like such a bright, bright pink at the tip, and a pale shaft with a few veins!!! it’s honestly more cute than anything. not because he’s small! he’s like 6 inches, or 6.1, but it just. it’s cute, okay? he has great orgasm control surprisingly, and it’s so impressive. his dick just looks so kissable when it’s drooling and leaking so much, just the tip is so glossy and the shaft is so wet and slippery, and he literally ascends the moment you suck at his tip. clean shaven for sure for sure! he just prefers it that way, you know? 

meian shūgo 

fat dick fat dick fat dick. such a fat dick. thicker than it is long, maybe 6.5 inches? very girth-y, very veiny, breeder fucking balls, like he cums so much it’s insane. tan shaft, and a golden tip with the slightest flush tint. curves to the right!! and he’s not very clean shaven, but like it’s well maintained enough not to be bothersome you know!!! his favorite favorite favorite part is watching the way you stretch around him like he purposely doesn’t prep you exactly as much as you need because he wants it to be a bit of a tight fit. anyways :)  

aone takanobu 

another one of our monster cocks <3 he is just so. sweet though. like it took forever to convince him you actually were ready to take him because he was in denial that he’d fit, and it really was a very, very tight fit. he’s just big, length and girth wise. probably 8 inches??? like genuinely????? for a good while at the start he wouldn’t even push himself all the way in :( very pale shaft, veiny but it’s not dark veins, you know? and a very very bright pink bordering on red tip. clean shaven, of course he is???? considerate is his middle name are you kidding!!!! 

kindaichi yūtarō

something about him says 5.2 inches and i don’t know why or what or how. he was so clueless on how to use it for the longest time, and he’s extremely sensitive too so that didn’t help his case. but honestly kindaichi is very giving, in the sense that he learns how to pleasure you very well, with his dick or without. golden light tip, and a light tan to the shaft. relatively veiny, and it curves to the right too!!! tip becomes really pink when he’s hard and leaking precum. also he trims very often and very well just cause he’s weirded out if it’s completely bare! 

the saga continues 😼 hope i didn’t miss anyone and that you all enjoyed this, mwah <3 

#haikyuu smut #hq smut #hinata smut #hinata x reader #tsukishima smut #tsukishima x reader #suna smut #suna x reader #matsukawa smut #matsukawa x reader #tendo smut #tendo x reader #lev smut #lev x reader #yamaguchi smut #yamaguchi x reader #hirugami smut #hirugami x reader #meian smut #meian x reader #aone smut #aone x reader #kindaichi smut #kindaichi x reader #sal's thirst tag <3

[pleasantanathema]

Pleasant’s Writer Recs!

I’ve gotten a few asks in my inbox over the past few weeks asking me for writer recs, so I thought the best way to do this was to compile a list of my fav authors on tumblr and rec my favorite fic of theirs! A lot of these amazing authors are moots—I’m very lucky to call many of them close friends. This list could be much longer, and I could go on for days about every single author, but I’ll try to keep it brief. Most all of these authors, like myself, write 18+ only content. Hopefully this can be a useful tool for authors and readers alike looking for amazing fanfic 💕

@bakatenshii | Angel is so phenomenal with her writing that I almost can’t put her style and amazing ability into words (but I’ll try). Angel’s work is beautiful, masterful, full of poetry, elegance, and smut that will all leave you gasping. Fav Fic: Blitz [Ushijima x Reader]

@blahkugo | Sunnt, Thunnth, Sunny, whatever you call her, she is brilliant. No one writes Tsukishima quite like she does. She is beyond creative and her writing style flows like the sexiest water, it’ll make you thirsty and quench your aches. Fav Fic: Tower [Tsukishima x Reader]

@deathcab4daddy | Tay is all about details, details, details. She fills in every gap and paints gorgeous, sexy pictures and situations for the reader to feel immersed in. Fav Fic: Cerulean Blue [Akaashi x Reader]

@dymphnasprose | Dymphna is all about fun, sex, and slowly filling out her holy bible of smut. She’s amazing at creating realistic sub/dom relationships and her smut almost always comes with a healthy dose of build-up. Fav Fic: Green Scrunchies [Ukai x Reader]

@enjifuckersupreme | Ketsl reigns supreme over pure, unadulterated porn. They are phenomenal at making me the reader wet, and every fic is crafted with so much care. Enji fuckers should bow down at their feet, no one loves and writes Enji like Ketsl. Fav Fic: Attitude Adjustment [Enji x Reader]

@hisoknen | Raph is one of the first dark blogs I ever started reading, and she never, ever disappoints. She writes pieces that chill you to the bone, but warms your sex- her writing is casual, smooth, and realistic, always giving you everything you need, but leaving you wanting a little more. Fav Fic: Sleeping Beauty [Dabi x Reader]

@hoe-doroki | Ana is one of the sweetest writers I know. Every time I talk to her, she’s working on comfort requests or beta-reading for other people. Her writing is such a pleasure to read, as you can tell she pours love and consideration into every fic for her readers. Fav Fic: Can’t Find My Breath [Bakugou x Reader]

@joyousandverywarlike | Zo...holy fucking shit. Zo is a writer who consistently blows me out of the water with her skill. This woman is a novelist blessing us with juicy, rich smut and love stories like no one else can. She is incredibly poetic and her writing is an absolute joy to read; she also writes amazing fics for black readers and has an amazing voice that she uses for asmr audios! Fav Fic: How We Met [Ushijima x Reader]

@lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten | Leah is an author who takes immense care with her work. She works incredibly hard to craft sexy, healthy bdsm fics for bnha. She is a great blog to go to for bdsm education, and she’s also got a side blog @lemonlordleah-extra-sour for all you extra naughty readers who like the darker side of fanfic. You should also check out her Patreon! Fav Fic: Between the Evergreen [Aizawa x Reader]

@linestrider | Nyki’s work is like smooth water, it’s calming, refreshing, but she also adds a nice, chill bite to it as well with her darker style. Nyki puts such an impressive amount of care into her work; a word is never out of place, every sentence has meaning, every paragraph gives you something new. It was very hard to choose just one fic to recommend. Fav Fic: What’s Said is Said [Hawks x Reader]

@lookslikeleese | Leese is one of the most fun writers on Tumblr, and by that I mean you just have a shitload of fun reading her fics. They are like little, sexy treats to take in right before bed and feel a little more full than you were before. She is also the Cucking Queen. Fav Fic: Cola [Enji x Reader] 

@messwriting | Lee is also another fun writer! Her writing is exhilarating to read, and you’d never guess she’s a sexy Brazilian whose second language is English based on how well she writes. She’s a little sex goddess who will give you everything you want and more in every fic. Fav Fic: What We Could’ve Been [Tsukishima x Reader]

@mindninjax | Marquie is a full on sweetie with a sexy side. She. Is. So. Creative. Every fic of hers is so unique and her masterlist is a whole reading experience. She writes Bakugou Katsuki so damn well, she’s a master at characterization, even in au’s. She also writes beautiful fics for black readers. Fav Fic: Bound to You [Bakugou x Reader]

@nekokoafanfictions | I first found Ai on Ao3, and then was fortunate enough to come across their blog here on Tumblr! I’ve said this before in previous rec lists, and I’ll say it again, I still read their fics some nights to fall asleep to, they are just that good, every fic will have you coming back at some point to read it again. Fav Fic: City Lights [Enji x Reader]

@present-mel | The. Queen. Of. Dialogue. Mel is a master at making her fanfic feel real, gritty, sexy, and beautiful all at the same time. This woman pours her heart and soul into fanfic, especially into her Erwin series Fragments of Memories. I was so captivated by her work that I just had to become her friend, her work is enchanting and thrilling. Fav Fic: Until the Fire Played [Enji x Reader]

@rat-suki | Annie makes me horny. Like, real horny. Her smut is fantastic and are often little thrill rides within themselves. Fuck rollercoasters, just go to Annie’s masterlist to find a joy ride. Fav Fic: Hell Fire [Enji x Reader]

@rivendell101 | I’m such a big fan of Alisha, that I sent her a request months ago before we even became friends. This author knows how to craft a story, her work is very meticulous with details and her plots are always so spot on. Fav Fic: Sweet Thing [Natsuo x Reader]

@smutbardpeach | Smutbard is the most accurate title for Peach, as her fics read like poetry and song, filled with beautiful language, imagery, and allusions to the brim. If you’re ever looking for something romantic, sensual, delightful, and just overall magnificent to read, this is the blog to go to. Peach’s work is like reading poetry and classics right off the shelf. Fav Fic: Truth in Wine [Hizashi x Reader]

@spicyness | Are you thirsty? Do you like fun, sexy headcanons? Ness is the author for you. Ness is so, so fun and sweet, and is active with her followers and is always posting something new and creative for us to nibble at. Her blog is full of fun thirsts and she’s always a joy to see pop-up on my dash. Fav Fic: Pride [Bakugou x Reader]

@sugardaddykenma | Lin has the most amazing brain. I wish I could just...see and understand how she thinks. Her blog is full to the brim with hilarious, iconic, and down right fucking true headcanons for haikyuu characters. Many nights I have stayed up laughing my ass off and saying “why is that so true?” while reading through her astonishingly creative work. Fav Fic: Haikyuu on Drugs

@thewheezingwyvern | Wyv is a writer who gets straight to the point; her words are poignant, meaningful, and always paint a very clear picture. She is a Shinsou and Aizawa lover/fucker all the way to her core, and she’s amazing at bringing those characters to life in her work. Fav Fic: Salt Lines [Aizawa & Shinsou x Reader]

@thisisthehardestthing | Claudia is one of the most talented writers I have ever met. Period. She has a vocabulary, a depth, an ability to craft the most intense, alluring, and magnificent fanfic you’ve ever read. Most of her work doesn’t even seem like fanfic, it reads like love letters stuffed into the pages of a book that stand the test of time with her marvelous writing abilities. She always awes me, as every single fic is unique and powerful it its own way. Fav Fic: Tocka [Tanaka x Reader]

@tomurasprincess | The Queen of Darkness herself, Mari is amazing at fulfilling all of your dark desires. I’ve never met anyone else who is as active as she is with her followers, as she’s constantly pushing herself to answer requests and give people exactly what they want to see. She has such an expansive masterlist, any dark fic lover can find something worthwhile from her! She’s almost made a Shigaraki fucker out of me, almost. Fav Fic: Wraith’s Touch [Shigaraki x Reader]

@undermattsun | Miki taught me what a skate rat is. Do I understand it yet? Not really, but I fucking like it. Miki is so much fun and is always active with her followers, giving out awesome thirsts, visuals, and headcanons for her fav haikyuu characters. Fav Fic: Flavor of the Month [Matsukawa x Reader]

@vixen-scribbles | Vixen is someone who cares about everyone around her, and her blog reflects that. Amongst all her amazing writing, you’ll always find her recommending her friends and supporting other writers. Her writing is fucking sexy, she knows her way around the bedroom when it comes to fics, and she’s got a lengthy masterlist to fawn over. Fav Fic: Take All of Me [Ushijima x Reader]

@whats-her-quirk | Truly, the best has been saved for last. June’s work is the heart and soul of classic, fucking amazing fanfic. I can’t even explain how much I love her fics, like they will put the biggest smile on your face and have your thighs rubbing together in anticipation. June is writing her fantasies and having fun, and we are privileged to enjoy the ride with her. She knocked kinktober out of the fucking park, with each fic being a new, fresh delight. Fav Fic: Once in a Blue Moon [Karasuno x Reader Gangbang]

This list could honestly be twice as long, and perhaps in the future I’ll make a companion to it as I meet new authors and read more amazing fanfic. Please give all these authors a follow or at least check out their blogs. 💖

#writer recs #bnha #haikyuu #attack on titan #fanfiction #bnha fanfic #hq fanfic #aot fanfiction #bnha x reader #haikyuu x reader #aot x reader #amazing writers #pleasant speaks #my hero academia #haikyuu!! #my hero academia fanfic

[sunasjellyfruit]

Haikyuu boys love language

Karsuno edition

I'm gonna be starting a series of hq boys love language and Karasuno was the first :)

Aoba Johsai, Nekoma

Posting this again because Tumblr didn't posted it correctly the first time.

Characters: Hinata, Kageyama, Tsukki, Yamaguchi, Tanaka, Nishinoya, Daichi, Asahi and Suga.

English is not my first language so feel free to correct me.

Hinata

This boy's love language is definitely words of affirmation. We all know that he's always cheering the other boys of the team, he's a little sunshine after all. So he'll be praising and appreciating you constantly, you're his s/o after all. So it doesn't matter if you've had a bad day or if it's a perfectly nice day, he's gonna be there to cheer you up. He likes to send you cute and inspiring messages in the mornings, and he'll sometimes leave small post-it notes on your notebooks to surprise you when you find them. And if one that you're feeling down you just have to call him, because his ecstatic voice will cheer you up the second he answers the phone.

Kageyama

I think that for him it would be acts of service. He seemed to be like a king (that was his nickname when he was younger after all) but with you he's the opposite. You need something? Ask him. "Wait, I'll help you" it's something that you hear a lot when you're struggling with something and he's near, because as his s/o, he wants to do everything for you but he's not good with words or public affection. He'll carry your bags/schoolbag if they're heavy, he'll reach things for you if they're in a high shelf, and if you ask him he'll be glad to teach you the basics of volleyball.

Tsukishima

I couldn't decide between acts of service and gift giving because in my mind I combined both of them. Tsuki is the type of not showing his emotions in front of others and then going to your house that same afternoon to help you to study while eating a piece of cake he bought for you to help you to feel better. Or being with him just chilling in his house or in a park and (I know this is not technically gift giving but I don't care) he would lend you one of his headphones for you to listen to some music. And even if he would tease the hell out of you when you ask him for help, he wouldn't doubt to be there for you in the end.

Yamaguchi

Quality time. He loves to spend his time with his special one. And he would prepare the most special dates, like one day he's gonna take you to a picnic in a park, other day you two are going to an animal shelter to pet and take care of the puppies and cats for a few hours, and some days it's just taking a nap and relaxing at his house, because he just wants to be with you. It doesn't matter the context, the place or the people around, Yams cherishes your company more than anything else. And if you also enjoy his friends' company he'll be delighted to take you with them.

Tanaka

Physical touch sounded perfect for him but after thinking a few minutes I think that words of affirmation suits him better. He praises you so much whenever he sees you, cause you're his s/o, the love of his life, how can you not see how perfect you are? He obviously has to remind you. "Hey, good morning beautiful" when you two meet to go to school together. "How's my pretty girl doing?" When you go to check on him at his volleyball practice. "Get some rest baby, you worked very hard today" at night before you go to sleep. There's no way you feel insecure with him.

Nishinoya

Physical touch. He's a cuddle bug, he just wants to have you between his arms as long as he can. It's okay if he can't be hugging you always, if you're not a fan of pda he would understand it, but he at least needs to be holding your hand, resting his hand on your thigh if you're sitting, with his arm around your shoulders (cause you might be dating but the bro-romantically thing is still there and I love it). And when you two are alone (or with your closest friends) he's all over you. You can be sitting on the floor just chilling and he comes and sits behind you just so he can back hug you and rest his chin on your shoulder.

Daichi

I've been thinking this one for a while and I've reached a conclusion. Daichi's love language is quality time. As the team's Capitan and last year student he sometimes feels as if he wasn't spending enough time with you, so he sometimes sets an entire Saturday (or weekend, it depends on how busy he is) to be with you. Take a walk together, watch a movie, have some deep and meaningful conversations or just stupid ones, even just take a nap while he drives who knows where. This are really important for him, cause thanks to you he has energy to keep with his busy schedule, because thinking that he's gonna have at least ten minutes to spend together gives him a boost of strength. And if he hasn't been able to be with you for a few days then take for granted that he will call you just to hear your voice and get sure that you're taking care of yourself.

Asahi

Shy baby boy loves giving gifts and words of affirmation (both giving and receiving). On some random days he'll arrive and be like "I bought this necklace because I thought of you the first time a saw it" or "I saw this special pack of pens that you were searching the other day and I got it for you" with the biggest smile but also the brightest blush on his cheeks. And please, please I'm begging you, thank him and praise him as if your life depends of it. "Wow thank you! You're the best really :)" and he'll combust, his face more red than a tomato. And on some days when he feels brave enough he'll praise you saying something in the line of "you looked so pretty today, did you know?". Kiss his cheek and tell him that he always looks pretty please.

Sugawara

I left him as the last one just cause I love him so so much. He's a brat, even though he looks like an angel, and he loves loves loves physical touch. But he would use it to tease you like, boy you're the worst I adore you 😭. He adores to hold your hand when he's feeling romantic, and he might even kiss the back of it and your knuckles. Oh but if he's feeling like the little bitch he is? He would approach you and make an attempt to kiss you just to stop when you're millimeters apart, or (even worst) he'd leave the kiss in the corner of your lips. And he's the biggest fan of holding your waist to, fist of all keep you near his body, second to show everyone that you two are together. But something that he does and I love is keeping his hand in the back of your back when he's taking you somewhere and there's people around, just so you don't get lost. Or if you're in a very crowded place (like the main street or a supermarket during sales hehe) he would hold your hand or your wrist really firmly but without hurting you.

#haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! #hq #hq headcanons #haikyuu #haikyuu hinata headcanons #haikyuu hinata #haikyuu Kageyama #haikyuu kageyama headcanons #haikyuu tsukishima headcanons #haikyuu tsukishima #haikyuu yamaguchi headcanons #haikyuu yamaguchi #haikyuu tanaka headcanons #haikyuu tanaka #haikyuu nishinoya #haikyuu Nishinoya headcanons #haikyuu daichi #haikyuu daichi headcanons #haikyuu asahi #haikyuu asahi headcanons #haikyuu sugawara headcanons #haikyuu suga

[sunfish-studies]

Height

✄・・・ Feathery Ink [Karasuno Manager Series]

➜ Pairing: Karasuno x Manager! Reader

➜ Warning: none

➜ Notes: This is a separate series from Crisp Leaves. Similar to Crisp Leaves, manager in this story will be portrayed as a girl. She will be tall, around 170.5 cm (along 5’7’’).

↷ SUMMARY ↶

‘Being tall’ is always your current concern, however to them it’s the absolute delight on its own.

From you were in elementary, insecurities about your height haunting you all the way until you reached high school. Boys were mocking about how you look like a giant, girls saying how you were similar to a monster behind your back. Making friends was difficult because most of your classmates were intimidated by your height–you did have a few, but no one to be called your best friend.

Yachi was the first person who accepted you for who you are even though she’s scared of you at first. Seeing how you never take any advantage from others with your height, seeing how heavy your insecurity is, seeing how you didn’t value yourself made her heart twisted. She learned you’re not bad at all, in fact somehow you’re similar with her–in timid aspect.

She thought of you as an anchor for her overreacting tendencies about anything. That and now, she couldn’t be more amazed with your height. You could reach to high places without asking for assistance, thus making you more independent than any other girls.

Kiyoko was impressed by how you stood 4 to 5 cm taller than her. And with you around, managerial duties that needs height on motion was much easier to handle. You both didn’t require any of the boys’ help, so they could practice to their fullest without being disturb by menial things. Aside from that, she valued you as a friend more than anything.

Hinata was extremely enthusiastic about your height. He bombarded you with questions about it, asking if you somehow grew taller, or just plainly showering you with praises. Not once did he find your height difference with him uncomfortable. The boy constantly bragged about how amazing your height is despite being a girl–which made your heart flutter from how genuine he was.

Kageyama was pleased because he didn’t need to strain his neck. Most of the girls he met were shorter than him–looking down was needed to made an eye contact, but now you stood only half-head shorter than he is was much appreciated. That and if he wanted to whisper something to you or the opposite, he didn’t need to bend too much. He was outwardly showing that he’s comfortable in engaging conversations with you.

Similar to Kageyama, that’s how Tsukishima and Yamaguchi felt. Tsukishima was somehow a tree and having the top of your head stopped right on his cheek was quite a feat. Girls were usually stopped on his shoulder or even below it. He might not look like it, but he also appreciated the not-so-big difference of height between you and him. Not that many girls that could balance his height after all. Yamaguchi sometimes following your figure, eyes glowing in amazement. The fact that you could balance your height with them was amazing. Whenever you felt uncomfortable in your own skin, Yamaguchi immediately noticed and went to compliment you about it. Not to worry he will always be there whenever you need a few words of comfort.

Tanaka and Nishinoya worshipped the ground you walk on, what’s new? Their manager is tall like a model, has a beauty of a goddess, and elegance of a queen (at this point, you knew they were just exaggerating). The never failed to shower you with praises just like Hinata, constantly telling you how beautiful you were, flaunting you to other school, etc. It didn’t even matter if you’re only several centimeters shorter from Tanaka or taller than Nishinoya. Trash talking about you will result death only on their watch.

Sawamura and Sugawara were like a proud parent over your amazing height. Sugawara said it’s a symbol of how you’re living a healthy and well live, something that should be grateful about; meanwhile Sawamura treated you like he usually treated the team, the difference would be he never missed a chance smack your waist whenever you slightly bend down to decrease your height. He loves seeing you stand up straight and challenging his height.

Asahi almost bursts into tears the moment you come to him without feeling intimidated. He knew part of it because of your height, standing a few centimeters shorter made it easier for you to have conversation with him. Asahi could relate to you the most because you two have similar case of insecurities, which was why he has his time to reassure you about the good things the height you’re having. 

Ennoshita was quick to be over the height difference. It did bother him first, because it’s the first time he’s seen a girl look straight into his eyes without so much as craning her neck. But, he soon learned that it was easier to be-friended with you through it. Sometimes, he would spark conversations after peeking your notes over your shoulder. Then, you both will fall into a comfortable conversation.

Same with Ennoshita, both Kinnoshita and Narita were intimidated at first, however it soon changed–height difference were only numbers. Safe to say, the two were treating you like a friend of their age despite you being a year younger than them–it’s easier to do so because you could stare right into their eyes by just standing normally.

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