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snazzyturtles · 7 months

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“Backseat Lover”

pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4

tsukishima x f!reader, nsfw, mdni

you and tsukishima have hated each other since the minute you moved into the house across the street from his. but when his car breaks down on the ride home, and you're stuck with him for the night, things are bound to happen

wc: 5 k

tw: enemies to lovers, car fucking, grinding, semi-public sex, unprotected, creampie, biting, marking, pet names (pipsqueak, shortie, baby), tsukki & reader are lowkey both tsunderes so prepare for smack talk

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"sup pipsqueak-" tsukishima whispered in your ear as you opened your locker. you snapped your head around to look at him, yamaguchi snickering close behind him. you narrowed your eyes and rolled them.

"you do realize that it's pretty narcissistic to call anyone that's a centimeter shorter than you a pipsqueak, right beanpole?”

he chuckled a bit and leaned in closer. "pipsqueak" he whispered once more.

you grabbed your books from your locker, swinging and hitting him in the chest with it before turning around. "shut up kei~" you yelled over your shoulder as you walked away.

his eyes went wide, his back hitting the locker door he was pushed against. yamaguchi was bent over laughing at your actions as tsukishima simply stared at your back as you left, his breath catching. he didn't think you could hit that hard. "so the pipsqueak is still feisty…”

“i like feisty…” he whispered under his breath.

you and tsukishima had been like this ever since you moved into the house across the street from his in middle school. it was your final year in high school, and yet your dynamic had still never changed. you don't think you'll ever understand why he acted this way, picking on you nonstop, but you weren't someone who took that treatment. getting multiple classes with him and his friends this year definitely didn't help though, it only made you two have to see each other even more often.

he pushed himself off the locker and ran after you. ”hey, pipsqueak. you know i got my driver's license right?" he said smugly as he walked up to you.

you glanced in his direction with your eyebrow raised. "oh really? and that matters to me because…?”

"i don't know, pipsqueak, maybe because now you don't have to walk all the way home from school anymore? no wonder you’re still in shape, you have to cover a lot of ground.” he smirked at you.

you stared at him in silence for a bit, before sighing and looking away “...okay fine. whatever.”

"you actually want a ride?" tsukki’s smirk grew, “aweee, are you finally letting go of your pride and ego, pipsqueak?" he poked your cheeks, chuckling at you.

you rolled my eyes at him. "no, it's just probably going to be easier than walking home… i wanna give my legs a break.”

“awe, lazy little pipsqueak-“ he leaned down and spoke at you with a baby voice, before smirking and standing back up, looming over you. "but if you are thinking you're going to be sitting in the front, you’re wrong. the front seats are for big kids, and i don’t want to hear your smart mouth." he smirked at you.

you stared at him with furrowed brows, obviously upset and growing more annoyed as the conversation progressed. "are you serious? i'm already going to have to wait until after you finish volleyball practice, i think i deserve front seat rights.”

"nah, i'm the one doing you the favor. back seat or walk, pipsqueak~”

“…ugh fine! whatever. let's just… get to class and... figure this out later.” you mumbled under your breath, turning your head.

"hehe, shortie’s finally becoming submissive, as she should be. i knew it’d happen one day." he smirked at you and ruffled your hair as you entered the classroom. rolling your eyes, you sat down at your desk, looking away from him.

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you sat through the final two classes of the day, collecting your things and heading to the library. you wanted to stay as far away from him for as long as you possibly could, but when the hour passed and the library closed, you were required to go to the gym and watch tsukishima's volleyball practice.

you knew he played, seeing him occasionally play with his brother or friends in the neighborhood, but you had never actually seen him in action. he looked…. hot.

the sweat was dripping off his body, muscles flexing and panting hard as he practiced. his t-shirt was tight, sticking to his skin, and you could practically count his abs from where you sat. you had never noticed his physique, and while he was still just about as skinny as he was when you first met him, he had definitely buffed up over the years. you kept having to look down at your phone to act like you weren't staring at him, but it was definitely obvious to the boys in the gym- especially tsukishima.

he could feel your eyes, watching every move he’d make, every play he did, every dive he made. after practice ended for the night, he turned and looked at you for a moment, smiling and winked at you as he went to the showers.

his wink made you freeze, eyes glued to his back as he walked away and out of the room. did he notice you staring?

he soon came out of the locker room after a quick shower and changing into different clothes, walking towards the parking lot with you trailing after him and his long strides. once you got to the car, he opened up the door to the back seat, snickering as you rolled your eyes and threw your bag in the back, sliding in after it. he slammed the door shut, turning to open his and sit in the front. starting the engine, he looked back at you with a smirk, "tired pipsqueak?"

you looked at him with a dead stare and shook your head.

"no." you said, putting your headphones on as he backed the car out of its parking spot.

you sat in silence for a few minutes, and he couldn't stop himself from chuckling at the way you were acting. he could hear you muttering the words to the song you were listening to under your breath. "you know i can still hear you, right pipsqueak?” he spoke up louder, smiling at you through the rearview mirror.

you were staring out of the window, trying your best to ignore him as he drove out of the parking lot and got on the road that led to your side of town. it was late, and you were too tired and annoyed to deal with his teasing or even bother to give any back anymore. The car became silent once he realized you weren't going to interact with him, and he decided to just stare forward at the road he was driving on while you watched the dark scenery passing as you moved through the mountainside on your way home.

suddenly, the car jolted, making you lurch forward in your seat and hit the back of his as the car abruptly came to a stop.

“k-kei? what just happened?”

"hm?" his eyebrows were furrowed as he looked at you through the rearview mirror, cursing under his breath. "damn this car is old. it must be the alternator- pipsqueak, can you come and check with me?” he yelled over his shoulder as he got out of the car and headed towards the front.

your eyes were blown wide as you followed him out of the car, circling to open the hood. when tsukishima opened it, smoke began to come out.

"yeah, i think the car's dead... here let me call-“ when you looked down to turn your phone on, you noticed it wasn't turning on whenever you’d hit the on button. the battery had run out- your phone was dead.

"uh oh…"

he just sighed, closing the hood again with an obviously frustrated slam. that car was ancient, a hand-me-down from his older brother when he got a new one. he should've known this would happen sooner than later.

"well, shit. we’re gonna have to wait until someone passes by on this road to help, or walk to the house. you want me to carry you on my back?”

your eyes blew wide at his suggestion, not expecting him to volunteer to carry you like that. “i-let’s just wait for someone to come by… another car has to drive past at some point tonight, right?” you sat back down in the backseat as tsukishima stood with his back pressed against the side of the car. you were stuck.

"damn, why did this have to happen to us?” you buried your face in your hands.

his foot was tapping against the road from the state of stress that was shared between the two of you. you already looked so tired and upset, and it made him feel more agitated. "relax pipsqueak, i'm sure someone will pass by… we just have to be patient.” he sank to his knees and sat against the car, letting out a long sigh.

you groaned, flinging your head back against the seat to look out the sunroof. “ughhhh.”

"our luck, nobody's going to pass by until tomorrow morning. let's face it, nobody drives around this part of town this late at night. we're stuck kei.”

he looked up towards you, and then stared out into the road that stood ahead. you were probably right. "maybe we should just sleep then. i have a blanket in the trunk, it gets cold around this part of town at night so we’ll probably need it…”

“you can sleep on my lap if you want" he smirked up at you in addition to his side comment, taking you by surprise from his forwardness.

your face started burning bright red. ”y-yeah, i guess you're right.” you looked at the front of the car, before turning to look back at him as he stood up again. “i’ll probably have to do that though, you're so tall that i don't think the front seat will be very comfortable…”

tsukishima chuckled as he went to open the trunk and picked up a small blanket. he walked back towards you and handed you the blanket, smirking again. “you’ll have to be the little spoon today, shortie.”

he picked you up and placed you against himself, his chest pressing into your back and the small blanket laid on top of your waists. the feeling was awkward, and you lay there in silence as you stared at the back of the front seat. you rotated your head slightly to look back at him, whispering, ”h-hey kei? can i ask you a question?”

he looked down at you, and his hand began to play with the ends of your hair. "sure, pipsqueak. you can ask me anything." he murmured in a grumbly voice. when his hands started touching your hair, you froze, suddenly unable to think.

"why are you so mean to me, and then act like… this, sometimes? it… it's confusing..”

he stared at you, implying that this was not a question he was prepared for. he kept playing with your hair as he stayed silent, thinking. the silence was definitely awkward, and he could see how uncomfortable you were becoming. he decided to be honest with you, not wanting to lie to you anymore.

"i don't really know. your voice, your face, your personality, everything about you has always been just so annoying, but i think i’ve slowly begun liking you, i guess? i don't know if that makes sense.”

you slowly shifted your body weight to the other side, turning over to look into his eyes. you were face to face, close enough that you could feel his breath ghosting your nose as you looked up. "w-wait... what? you... you... like me?”

you were so close that he could smell the leftover scent of your strawberry shampoo in your hair, making his heart beat faster and have to hold back a moan. he looked into your eyes, your facial expression looking so cute for once. "i think i do pipsqueak."

he looked scared of his own words, that his feelings might ruin the relationship you shared. years of holding the idea of mutual hate and irritation, suddenly turning into love confessions in a cramped car seat. you stared at each other in silence for a minute, unsure of what to do, before tsukishima shifted and began to lean his head down and forward towards yours.

he leaned in closer and closer to you, and you could feel his warm breath right next to your lips. "pipsqueak~" he whispered, just before your lips met.

his lips were soft, and he kissed you kindly as his hand snaked around to hold the back of your head closer to him. he was being gentle with you for what felt like the first time, his mouth almost teasing yours from how light he was being. it took your breath away- you would've never thought you’d be doing this with him. when the kiss finally broke, you sat there, panting and staring into his eyes. he was still blushing, and just looking at you made his body tremble.

"that was... uh…” he looked at you with his eyes darting around in uncertainty. he just kissed you, and neither of you could believe what just happened. “uhhm… pipsqueak? can i kiss you again?”

you were shaking, your breaths coming out short and heavy. you definitely didn't expect that. "y-yes kei" you whispered. he leaned closer to kiss you once again, wrapping his arms around you so he could hold you even more closely.

"god i want you, pipsqueak.” he whispered in your ear while moving to kiss your cheek. you whimpered at his words, eyes squeezing shut. it made you blush- you weren't expecting him to say that.

he suddenly sat up, pulling you up onto his lap as he began to kiss you again, more passionately. faster. harder.

after the first two kisses, he definitely wanted more. he wanted you to be his, and only his. ”i think i might love you, pipsqueak.” he murmured under his breath. your breath caught at his words. love? kei tsukishima loved you? a moan left your throat as he continued to kiss you, your mind and thoughts blurred by all of this.

you both didn't want your lips to stop touching, feeling like you could finally be happy for once by just kissing each other. your lips were his heaven. he began feeling your body and running his hands through your hair as he started to kiss and nibble you on the neck. "baby, i want you so bad~" he whispered in your ear.

a long whine escaped your mouth as you felt his teeth tug at the skin on your neck, his hands beginning to trail under the back of your shirt. “w-w-want you too kei" you breathed out.

he let out a small exhale at your words, smirking to himself. his hand began to explore your body more, feeling the curves and bumps of your soft, sexy skin. he wanted to be with you right there, and he wanted you to be his. "you are so soft, pipsqueak-" he whispered as he kept kissing and licking at your neck.

your neck was so sensitive, more sensitive than you thought it could be. his actions were making you go crazy, and his hands touching you at the same time as his mouth was almost too much. the noises you were making were loud and constant. your hands began to trail from his shoulders down too, trying to trace his abs through his shirt.

his lips kept moving further down your neck, leaving hickeys as he kissed your neck like a starved man. "pipsqueak-" he whispered seductively into your ear, as if the nickname was now a dirty word.

you moaned loudly when you heard him say that, your head rolling back, exposing your neck even further. his hands lowered to your ass, gripping it and lifting you slightly to pull you closer to him. your chests were now touching, and you could practically feel all of him. your legs were on either side of his, pressed against each other so close you could feel the other’s breaths and small shivers. you could feel his body heat as you became closer and closer to him; your hips, your waist, your legs, all pushed against his.

he leaned in closer to kiss your neck, trailing his tongue from your ear along your jaw, tickling your throat. he could finally feel you, everything. you were one. his hands slowly tightened around to your hips, grabbing them and starting to pull them back and forth, aiding you in grinding atop him. the feeling made you whine even louder.

“p-pipsqueak..! o-oh my god..." his jaw dropped and his cheeks turned bright red when he began to feel your movements. his heart was racing as he tried to keep himself from making noises, but he couldn't help it. he was surprised that you continued grinding on him, but then again, he wanted this too- he wanted you. his body was becoming sensitive, reacting to your touches and movements. he continued to kiss your neck, slowly moving his tongue up the open skin as he felt your warm friction.

it felt so good, you felt closer to him than you could have imagined you’d ever be. your uniform skirt didn't leave much fabric between the two of you, just his pants and your small panties rubbing against him. "k-kei...aH" your voice caught when you felt his arousal poking you, at the same time as him biting your collarbone.

"p-pipsqueak, i have to..." he couldn't finish that sentence, he was becoming too sensitive to keep his cool. his hands were shaking, as he struggled to take off your skirt. his fingers found the buttons, quickly removing them and throwing your skirt into the seat next to you. he ran his hands under your shirt, warm fingers brushing against your skin as he began pulling your shirt and bra up and over your head at once. the air was cold, and your breathing was heavy as you sat atop him in only your panties.

"k-kei... please…”

it was hot now, and he was still wearing both his shirt and pants, the fabric now rubbing against your bare skin. you began to touch all over his body eagerly searching for more contact. you were so close to each other, your body on his, your legs wrapped around his waist, and he began to let his hands wander around your soft, smooth skin.

"baby... i want you so bad… i can't wait anymore.” he whispered in your ear as he started to kiss your body all over, his lips finding every inch of your skin as his fingers started to explore as well. he was sucking hard against whatever skin he could reach from his position, wanting to mark you, claim you.

your moans and whining became louder as his lips and hands went to places they hadn't touched before. you tugged at his uniform top, trying to quickly unbutton and take it off of him. you wanted to see him more, make it even between the two of you. he made a loud noise when you touched a sensitive spot, mumbling something about volleyball bruises, before gripping your hands and taking control. he wanted more, he needed more.

tsukishima quickly threw the rest of his shirt off and snaked his hand up from your thighs to your hips as he lifted you with one of his arms, the other reaching underneath himself to yank his pants down to his knees. placing you back down on his lap, where underwear was the only barrier that protected you from touching each other, making you whine louder and his eyes roll back once he felt your heat.

his heart started beating super fast, and he was sweating lightly in his anticipation. he could feel you, your thighs, your hips, your breath, everything. when you shifted your weight to lean in and kiss him again, it pressed his clothed cock against the wet spot in your panties, making him groan loud and shiver. god, you were his. he took off his boxers, making him more vulnerable to you. you were one, and you were more than just friends now.

he stared into your eyes as he slowly reached towards you, lifting you again, pulling your panties to the side, and lowering you down on his cock. the moan that left your mouth was deafening, and made his eyes roll back. you were lightly panting as you tried to slowly sink onto him, your eyes squeezed shut. “i should have known how long you’d be, considering how lanky you are.”

“shut up.” he grunted, bucking his hips as almost a punishment for your response, slamming balls deep into you. your mouth hung open and your head flung back, looking like you wanted to scream but couldn't. your expression turned him on even more, and he grabbed your hips, aiding them in moving on him.

you felt him slowly, gently, moving you up and down, your legs and arms wrapped around him like he was your safe place. his eyes were locked into yours, his hands holding you around him as if all he wanted was to keep you close to him, keep feeling you. your grip around his chest was practically choking him, your gummy walls squeezing and milking his cock. your breath was shaking and your legs were quivering as you started moving. “fuck! you’re so tight, baby.”

you wouldn't have believed it if you told yourself a few hours ago that you’d be doing this with tsukishima kei, fucking him in the back of a car on the side of the road, but here you were. enjoying all of it, whining and moaning at the top of your lungs for him.

”k-k-kei..." you couldn't form full sentences as your hips rocked back and forth against his.

your hearts were exploding as you moved. your body against his, it would be a sin not to enjoy it. he was feeling you all over with his large calloused hands, slowly and gently exploring you. he kept you close to him by holding your hips tight, nibbling at your neck and jaw. you were his lover now, and the world outside the car didn't exist. only the two of you, only intense pleasure.

you were mewling, it felt so good. his hands trailing your skin made goosebumps form and you shivered under his touch. "kei i-i.." a groan left your throat as you felt his cock bump your sweet spot.

hearing your moans, he couldn't keep his cool anymore. he felt like he was losing himself and that he was going completely insane from your touch. he began moaning and whispering praise into your ear, coaxing you to continue even more. "pipsqueak, please... don't stop."

you started moving quicker, bouncing up and down on his lap while your mouths were glued to each other. your stomach was beginning to feel twisted, and you couldn't help it when your whines got more constant. his body was twitching with every sensation that was made, and he had lost all his patience. he didn't want it to end, he wanted the night to go on forever.

he was sweating heavily even though it was cold inside the car. he felt crazy, insane, like he had lost every feeling of logic in his head, and it was all about you and him. his moans were becoming louder now, the sound of leather squeaking against hot skin amplified each time you moved.

"k-kei? i-i'm close" you whispered out. your legs were squeezing even tighter around his hips as you moved, almost like a warning.

he felt you, and your words made his heart stop. "baby... can i..." he looked at you, begging you for permission. "can i…” he whispered.

you nodded your head furiously, panting and looking into his eyes. ”yes... please.”

tsukishima felt like he was going to blow up, and he was begging you silently to just do it. his body was shaking so hard because of what you were doing to him. even though he was trying not to, he looked so desperate, staring into your eyes as you were riding him harder and harder. "baby, i'm all yours”

you felt him buck his hips, his cock ramming up and hitting that deep spot inside you that had you seeing stars, and that was the final thing to make you explode. you tensed up, practically screaming your whines out as your body shook around him, gripping his shoulders so hard you were sure your nails would leave indentations in the morning.

he was barely controlling himself, whimpering your name over and over again just hoping you were enjoying him as he was enjoying you. the look on your face, the way your eyes were squeezed shut, your voice mewling, your cunt squeezing and fluttering around his cock. everything about you was making him lose control. he closed his eyes and moaned loudly through gritted teeth. "ohhh my god baby… fuckkk…”

you felt him tense up, and his cock began twitching inside you as he came, a warmth spreading through your core. you looked up at him, both of you panting heavily as you leaned up to kiss him again.

the sounds of the two of you breathing mixed together, almost synchronized. he was panting heavily, but he continued to kiss and hug you like he couldn't get enough of you. when your mouths finally split, you started to lift yourself from his lap so you could sit on the seat next to him, only to feel his warm cum begin to drip out of your pussy once you began to move. you stopped, looking down, and shaking as a moan left your mouth at the feeling.

"pipsqueak, i, uhm, was that..." he looked a little bit scared, staying silent for once, waiting for your response and wanting to help you as much as possible, he didn't want anything bad to happen to you.

you nodded slowly, chuckling at his reaction. "it's you kei…” you looked back up at him, “-it’s okay, thank you.”

tsukishima stayed silent, still trying to process what happened. "thank you too, baby." he whispered to you. his face was still flushed, but he was starting to calm down. "are you okay? i didn't hurt you, did i?”

you looked into his eyes, smiling. ”i'm alright kei..." you giggled, "you've hit me with a volleyball before, many times. don’t worry about pain.” he smiled at you, he was glad you were okay. the conversation felt flat, almost nervous, but it was still sweet.

"yeah, that makes sense." he laughed gently. you shuffled off of his legs, sitting next to him in the backseat. the air between you two was awkward now, with the only sounds cutting the silence being the sounds of nature outside the car and the heavy breaths you were still making. "so what are we gonna do now?" he whispered, staring up at the night sky through the sunroof.

the stars above you were beautiful, the wind felt soft and peaceful. you looked up, watching the view above you as you tried to think about what just happened. “...don't really know to be honest…”

you took a breath and swallowed. "i mean, we could go back to acting like we hate each other, pretending this never happened…” you paused, glancing over to his face, then whispered, “...or do you want to do something else about it?”

"mmm, i don't think we can just forget about this..."

suddenly, a smirk crossed his face and he began to laugh a little under his breath.

"okay, i have to admit, the first time i met you, i thought you were gross and a pipsqueak, and i didn't expect that i would ever be in a situation like this with you. it's insane... but, i want to be with you now, i want to be your lover. can i be your lover? can i make you fall in love with me?" he asked with a soft voice.

you smiled, turning your head to look at him. "i have to be honest, i thought the same way about you. you were always cold and bitchy towards me from the start, and i didn't know why, so i had just decided to return that back towards you... and now? i don't think i can do that anymore.” your reached up, brushing some of his fallen, sweaty hair away from his brow. "i think i might like that though.”

tsukishima took your hand in his and softly smiled. he wasn't the same guy you knew, he was different now, he was vulnerable. he whispered to you. "i never want to be away from you, i want to share everything with you. i’ll be your lover. i'm yours now.”

a soft smile spread as you nodded, leaning up to press a small kiss on the tip of his nose. his whole body was filled with butterflies and he was blushing hard at your response. "pipsqueak, you are adorable." he leaned into you again, resting his head on top of yours, burying his face in your hair. "can we stay here for the rest of the night? just the two of us?" he mumbled, sighing, "don't wanna leave.”

you nodded, shuffling to be closer with him, curling your body to press with his. you grabbed at the small blanket that had long since fallen to the floor and draped it over your bare bodies cuddled next to each other. you knew that in the morning, things would be different. things would change. and you couldn't determine if that would be a good or bad thing, but at that moment, it was just you two, in your own little world of the backseat. you fell asleep with his warm arms wrapped around you, your face tucked into his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breaths as you drifted off, not waking until the sun rose the next morning.

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a/n: the fic was named after a song they play nonstop where i work & it lowkey matched the fic a lot lol, if you wanna listen to it as a prerequisite it's "back seat lover" by mayer hawthorne :)

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sixosix · 2 years

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tsukishima kei: enemies to/or lovers

fem!reader, manager reader, slight hurt/comfort, some boy hurts your feelings >:( tsukki is there, cursing, wc 2.2k

you get stood up and tsukishima takes a detour; it goes well, surprisingly

three seconds of silence pass before hinata snorts, and it’s cut off by a whack on the head -- courtesy of kageyama -- before it can turn into a full-blown cackle.

“it’s not funny, shouyou!” you whine, stomping your foot a few times for good measure. there must be something on your face because hinata laughs harder and even kageyama fails to hide a smirk. “you two are not helping. seriously.”

“i’m sorry!” hinata cries, still giggling, not sorry at all. “i’m sorry, y/n! but-- it’s just-- aha--” he splutters and giggles again.

“fuck you!” you hiss, ears warm with embarrassment. students nearby cast worried glances. hinata makes a dying noise. “i agree to become manager when you ask me -- because i’m such a good friend like that -- and this is how you pay me back? fuck you. fuck you!”

“kageyama-kun-- ahah,” hinata wheezes, “help me, kageyama-kun! tell y/n! why this is the funniest thing i’ve heard all my life! kageyama-kun!”

you look at hinata, a giggling, borderline dying mess, and almost pity him. then at kageyama who’s trying his best to glare at hinata because he knows that you’re trying to be serious; however, the amusement bright in his dark eyes is hard to miss.

kageyama shakes his head; you’re not sure if it’s directed to hinata, you, or himself. “it’s not funny. sorry, y/n.” he regards you for a moment, then seems to recall your words, and makes a noise that could be described as choking -- it’s how he laughs. “pfft.”

it’s even worse when kageyama tobio, of all people, is laughing at your face.

“that’s it,” you grumble, followed by hinata’s protests amidst the laughter, “i’m quitting manager. go ask-- fucking, i don’t know. that chick that’s following tobio around who hinata hates for some reason. i don’t care.”

an indignant squawk. “i don’t--”

“you do?” questions kageyama.

“i just said i don’t!”

yamaguchi -- your angel, your savior -- walks over, looking back and forth between everyone, concerned. “um. what’s happening?”

he holds out a water bottle for kageyama, who takes it but makes no move to drink.

“yamaguchi! yama-- please please tell these idiots that they’re stupid. i’m trying to ask for advice, and they have the nerve to laugh at my face!” you fume, face twisted into a scowl.

yamaguchi frowns. “that’s not nice, hinata, kageyama,” he chides. hinata whispers something to kageyama; they giggle together.

yamaguchi sighs in disappointment. when he turns to you, you swear you see a halo above his head. “what was the question, y/n? maybe i can help?”

“it was--” you stop, promptly remembering who this person in front of you is. “…actually, i can’t tell you.”

“why not me? is it about me?”

hinata has managed to calm down, barely, and kageyama heals his throat with the water bottle.

“well, no. but you might snitch, and that’s not cool.”

“is it tsukki?”

kageyama spits his water.

��how did you know!?” you cry.

hinata falls over laughing and kageyama slips to catch him. yamaguchi grins widely, a knowing look in his eyes.

“y/n-san. you’re not exactly subtle, you know,” he says kindly, although his words are nothing but.

“it’s not even-- it’s not like that,” you insist, ears warm. “i was just. asking a question about him, not like that.”

yamaguchi hums. “i won’t tease you. is he bothering you?”

“of course he’s bothering me!” you exclaim, pacing around back and forth in front of them. “that’s-- i swear he was born into this world to be a bother. he spawned in and decided he wants to bother me.”

“that’s-- that’s definitely something…?” yamaguchi replies, thoughtful, as the two boys beside him nod in agreement. “but you didn’t answer my question.”

“i wanted to ask,” you begin, “if you know… um. recently, it’s been weird, you know. can you tell me if he’s--” hinata coughs a laugh, having known your question first. “if he’s being sassy in a weird way or if he’s just straight out flir--”

“ah,” tsukishima croons from behind you, with the same wonder one would feel when patronizing ants. he pulls off a smug smile when the three of you startle, with kageyama unfazed. “loitering around during practice? you’re a bad influence for a manager, y/n-san.”

hinata blinks. kageyama blinks. yamaguchi wears a knowing smile again.

“tsukishima-kun,” you laugh without humor. it’s as if a switch has been flipped; gone is the flustered y/n, and here comes the scary demon! “i know you can’t get enough of me, but tone down the jealousy, yeah?”

tsukishima scoffs. “sorry to crush your hopes and dreams, but i’ve had enough of delusional idiots, thanks.”

“clearly not when you’re a living reminder of one.”

“it happens when one is around you too much,” tsukishima says it like an insult -- means it like an insult -- but the cocksure smirk on his face makes it sound otherwise.

“oh, i get what she means now,” hinata whispers, genuinely horrified.

you and tsukishima whirl around to pin hinata down with a glare. “shut up,” both of you say, one fierce and flustered, the other one cold and familiar.

hinata flinches, pale-faced. “yes ma’am, yes sir!”

“everyone!” daichi’s voice bellows even outside of the gym. “practice match is about to begin; we’re starting with or without you.”

everyone scurries back to the gym.

“sugawara-san! hey!” you wave at him, jogging over as the rest of the first years enter the gymnasium.

sugawara blinks once, then grins at you, all welcoming and nice. as if this isn’t the first time you’ve sought anyone in karasuno out that aren’t the first years (that isn’t tsukishima, you’d remind pointedly). “y/n,” he says in lieu of a greeting, “did something happen?”

“ah, i just wanted to ask if shimizu-senpai is feeling better?”

sugawara chuckles. “still sick, i’m afraid. you having a hard time already?”

your shoulders slump in defeat. “i swear it didn’t even seem much from an outsider’s perspective.”

“we can’t live without our managers,” says sugawara sagely. “we owe it to you two.”

“you can’t flatter me with your exaggerated praises, suga-senpai,” you chide playfully as he laughs. “i might have to leave my fellow first years in your hands, i’m afraid. you have to soldier on in memory of me and shimizu-senpai.”

although it’s subtle, something about sugawara changes. his eyes glitter, perceptive.

his smile is as sharp as the glint in his eyes when he asks, “is this about tsukishima?”

the floor is a more pleasant sight than the chaos lurking behind sugawara’s eyes. “how does everyone guess it so quickly…?” you sigh, feeling as if you’re being picked apart skillfully with sugawara’s gaze -- one that was too similar to what yamaguchi was giving earlier.

“no one gets under your skin better than that boy does,” suga says, almost fond. you bristle at the implications.

“i don’t know how you handle them, honestly.”

“that’s the thing. i don’t.”

you giggle at his defeated mama bear expression. he looks as if his smallest child has once again provoked another, roughhousing each other like a bunch of territorial dogs-- and, oh, hinata comes passing by, nibbling kageyama’s arm as the latter has him on a headlock that does not look friendly.

“stop.” daichi sounds as if he wants to cry.

“hey, that’s enough!” sugawara reprimands loudly over tanaka and nishinoya’s whooping. “hinata, let go of kageyama’s arm! no, stop that face, i don’t care who started it-- tanaka, put a shirt on! noya, stop biting kageyama’s ear--”

you were hoping to get good advice from sugawara today but daichi has reached his peak, so you wisely stay quiet for the rest of the practice match and look away from hinata’s pleading face.

“idiots,” you laugh softly to yourself, content and happy despite your whining earlier.

and then your phone buzzes in your pocket. your expression twists into a frown.

you also pointedly ignore tsukishima staring at you from across the room.

tsukishima usually finds peace by tugging his headphones on and watching the stars when walking home alone. and right now, yamaguchi excused himself to practice more with shimada, leaving tsukishima by himself.

but he wants to be alone with his thoughts right now. music included. excluded?

today was strange. everything seemed normal, he knows that much. at least, until you weren’t acting normal.

let’s see, he muses. he remembers walking to school and you’re already huddled with the rest of the first years like a team meeting that doesn’t involve the entire club (tsukishima). a stupid group meeting, tsukishima concludes.

he remembers sparing you a glance and witnessing the way you checked your phone and changed immediately. your face fell, your brows knitted together as your eyes flit across the screen, and -- as much as tsukishima hated how he knew this -- your eyes dimmed in a way that meant something is bothering you.

he thought it was nothing serious. he brushed it off so he wouldn’t be distracted.

until he sees you standing outside of the local store that definitely isn’t somewhere you’d pass by on your way home. he would know, he never saw you walk in the same direction as him. (a blessing or a curse; he can’t decide yet.)

don’t get involved, he thinks stubbornly, trying hard to avoid your eyes. don’t get involved, not your business--

idiot, you’ll pass by her anyway because your home is right over there. fuck.

“how troublesome,” he hisses under his breath, steadily approaching you.

you spare him a glance when you notice movement from the corner of your eyes, then quickly do a double take when recognizing who it is. “w-what-- oh.” your brows furrow. “tsukishima?”

“what are you doing here?” he asks carefully, pretending to look around as if he wasn’t already staring at you earlier. “it’s been an hour since we’ve left the gym.”

“ah.” you sound sad, tsukishima notes. it’s weird hearing it from you and something funny happens in his chest. it’s unpleasant. “has it been that long already?”

“you didn’t answer my question.”

“i have no obligation to.”

“i’ll pester you about it.”

“so stubborn,” you chuckle, weakly, defeated. “you know-- the guy in our class? kojima-kun.”

tsukishima takes a second to pause. kojima haru, the boy he heard making a big fuss over getting dumped last week, a charmer at heart, the kind who sneers at snarky boys like tsukishima.

“i know of him,” tsukishima says, hoping he doesn’t sound salty. though, he’s sure that his default tone is salty.

“this was supposed to be our second date.”

second, tsukishima echoes dully in his head.

but that doesn’t sound right, no. tsukishima frowns, “i saw him leaving with kumi-san earlier, though,” he points out. kumi, his ex who he whined about last week, some girl in another class.

the way your face falls made tsukishima believe that you’re disappointed, but not surprised. there’s no anger. you look resigned, tsukishima’s brain -- traitor -- realizes. how often does this happen for you to become numb to it?

“shit,” you laugh bitterly, and tsukishima can’t help but agree. “fuck, i should’ve known. idiot. stupid.”

tsukishima is smart enough to know that you’re not talking about him or kojima. knowing this is admittedly worse.

don’t get involved, my ass.

he sighs. damn volleyball club making him soft. “get in.”

your eyebrows twitch. “excuse me?”

“get in, i’m buying you ice cream,” he says, and silently prays to every deity out there that you don’t question his intentions.

you stare at him, and he can feel emotions swirling in your eyes, studying him. tsukishima stares back, expression slack and -- hopefully, please -- blank.

“okay,” you whisper, stepping inside, missing the way tsukishima’s shoulder slump with relief.

the bell dings as you both enter, followed by a cheerful greeting from the old lady running the counter. she knows tsukishima, and welcomes him by his name-- only to stop shortly upon the sight of you. the old lady quirks an eyebrow, amused.

tsukishima hopes his ears don’t look as warm as it feels.

“hello, dear. i don’t think i’ve seen you around,” oba-chan, the traitor, ponders aloud.

you shift into a more polite smile, as if your eyes aren’t rimmed red. “good evening, ma’am. i’m l/n y/n, nice to meet you.”

“ohhh! tsukishima-kun’s volleyball club manager, right?”

“ah-- um. yes!”

tsukishima makes an escape to the snack aisle, grumpily snatching your favorite biscuit. he reaches for two popsicles, before heading back and noticing that you and oba-chan are already giggling to each other.

he is not relieved to see you smile. the yamaguchi in his head cackles and taunts him.

shut up, tsukishima sneers.

tsukishima dutifully pays for the snacks, pointedly ignoring your questioning gaze. oba-chan smiles knowingly throughout the entire interaction.

“you didn’t have to pay,” you murmur. he hears the hesitant crunch of food tailed after.

“you can’t tell me what to do,” tsukishima quips. “how about you just be grateful?”

a huff slices through the silence, and it does not make tsukishima chuckle. “thanks, i guess,” you say. it’s the best he can get from you, so he takes it. “you’re making this seem like a date.”

“don’t be stupid,” tsukishima says. he does not clarify if he means this can never be a date or you idiot, it is one.

your eyes narrow. you know exactly what is going through his head. “are you flirting with me or starting a fight?”

“you can’t tell?”

“the line is blurred even with your glasses on.”

tsukishima’s mouth betrays him when he smiles.

neither of you know what you both are, but there’s no need to put a label on it. he likes it the way it is.

#606:HQ #606:KRSN #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #hq fluff #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu drabbles #tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima kei imagines #tsukishima kei fluff

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vxdbss · 4 months

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Assigning some haikyuu boys to fanfiction tropes

Friends to Lovers

| Akaashi, Bokuto, Hinata, Daichi, Kenma, Suga, Osamu, Kita, Matsukawa, Iwaizumi, Kindaichi, Ennoshita, Yamaguchi, Hanamaki, Watari, Inuoka, Yuki, Kai, Aran, Yaku, Goshiki, Tendo, Narita, Kinoshita

Enemies to Lovers

| Oikawa, Atsumu, Shirabu, Futakuchi, Kageyama, Kuroo, Kindaichi

The bet

| Suna, Atsumu, Kuroo, Terushima, Shirabu, Oikawa, Kunimi, Konoha, Haruki

Destiny

| Akaashi, Kuroo, Daichi, Suga, Ennoshita,Iwaizumi, Konoha, Yamaguchi

Opposites Attract

| Iwaizumi, Akaashi, Oikawa, Kuroo, Suna, Kita, Aran, Yaku, Kageyama, Tsukki, Bokuto, Kenma

Bonus boys who smacked a volleyball in your face

| Konoha, Bokuto, Hinata, Suna, Kindaichi, Semi, Yamamoto, Goshiki

#haikyuu #karasuno #fukurodani #nekoma #aoba johsai #hinata shoyo #akaashi keiji #iwaizumi hajime #konoha akinori #suna rintarou #kuroo tetsurou #bokuto koutarou

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oh-katsuki · 1 year

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OOOOOH OKAY OKAY OKAY

How about Tsukki + enemies or rivals to lovers + there’s only one bed?

only one bed trope...... smirks. side note but i think tsukishima is MAAADEEE for enemies/rivals to lovers. like seriously he just... it WORKS with him. i need him.

cw: it's an almost HATE FUCK (they don't fuck), heavy makeout, mentions of painful biting, tsukishima says some shitty things abt reader's past sexual endeavors, idk they grind a little

"you know, if you'd just fucking move over, we'd have more room," you spit at him, kicking his leg beneath the covers.

"you mean you'd have more room," he corrects, rolling his eyes and turning to face away from you.

poor planning is an unfortunate thing, even more so when it directly inconveniences you. that's what led to this situation, poor planning.

you and tsukishima are both involved in your university's respective sports division. kei plays on the volleyball team and you are on the cheer team. it's not often that your team gets sent on their away games to cheer, but this is the semi-finals and the university saw fit to send you all to stand and cheer court side.

if you had your way, you'd be miles away right now, probably fucking around with someone on the baseball team. but no. instead, you're sat next to the one person on this earth who genuinely makes you hateful, and you wouldn't call yourself a hateful person by any means.

arrogant, self-involved, and snarky beyond belief, tsukishima kei is the worst person you've ever met. you're certain that he'd say the same thing about you and for once, you don't mind that he thinks you're probably a slutty, selfish, bitch. funniest thing about it is that he also happens to be in your major and the two of you constantly remain tied for top of the class.

you'd like to say that it was the school that fucked up. you'd like to say that they happened to accidentally put you and tsukishima in a room with just one bed, but that's not true. the truth of it is that the two of you just happened to be stupid enough to miss the bus and, after spending a day catching the odd bus to get closer to sendai, have ended up stranded in a middle of bum fuck nowhere inn with one single room and a western style full sized bed.

"why don't you sleep on the floor?" you snap.

you hear tsukishima sigh behind you, feeling the press of his back against yours as it expands, "because then i'd be uncomfortable?"

"ya know, shouldn't protecting my decency come before comfort?" you retort, speaking over your shoulder.

you feel him sit up, rolling so that he's propped up on his elbow and facing you. when you turn, it places you face to face with his chest. you can smell his deodorant on him and he's so close that you're certain he can feel your breath on him.

"i think it might be a little late to protect your decency," he snaps, wrinkling his nose and twisting his face into a nasty expression. "shouldn't you have some left to do that?"

you scowl at him, rolling your eyes. "asshole."

"so you've mentioned."

you both lay down facing the ceiling. your shoulders are pressed deeply into each other and his warmth bleeds into the points of contact like water. every time he inhales, you feel it and it spurs you to do the same until your breathing is synced up.

"why'd you have to miss the bus too," he sighs, putting his hand over his face.

"i could say the same thing," you huff.

"yeah, i bet you can't fuckin' stand being here right now, right?" he sits up again, sneering. "too fuckin' pretty and popular to be sharing a bed, yeah?"

"shut up," you warn.

"bet you'd rather be with those baseball dickheads you fuck so often."

"shut up, kei," his tongue has always been sharp, but he's seriously pissing you off. not that you regret anything you've done.

"you fucked your way through all of them yet?"

you sit up, indignant at what he's saying.

"you paying that much attention to my sex life, tsukishima?" you sneer back, narrowing your eyes. "you like thinking about who i fuck like a pervert?"

you tilt your head as he presses his lips into a line.

"come on, tell me," you press venomously, chest to chest with him. "you think about how i spread my legs for them? touch yourself wishing it was you? get fucking real, kei. you only hate me because you want to fuck me that badly."

you're face to face with him now and you can feel his breath across your face. his chest heaves with anger, as does yours and the obscene words you've just said. then, you kiss him.

he immediately starts kissing you back, hands coming up to rest on against your hips. he bites at you first, dragging his teeth across your bottom lip and you laugh at the display, tugging at his shirt to get him to take it off.

there's a desperate hunger inside of you, clawing to feel his skin, to feel the warmth of it pressed against you. you hate him so badly that touching him almost hurts. it makes you want to scream in the best possible way. you want to make him cry, to see him crumble under your fingertips. there's this terrible desire to consume him entirely.

when his chest is exposed, you quickly pull yourself over his hips to straddle him, letting him sit up to meet you halfway. the expanse of his chest presses against yours and you groan under it's warmth, rolling your hips to sate the desperation rising in you. kei grows hard underneath you, pressing against your inner thigh as he drags his tongue down your neck and bites hard on your shoulder. you yelp, laughing to yourself. who'd have thought kei had it in him.

"was i right?" you tease angrily, pushing him backward hard enough that he bounces. "you think about me fucking all those other guys and wish it was you, kei?"

you tongue down his stomach, feeling the ridges of his abdomen, which heaves harder the lower you get. under your chest, you feel his cock stir.

"i fucking hate you," he grits his teeth, color painting his cheeks.

"yeah?" you say, pressing your mouth to his bulge. "well, i can't fuckin' stand you either."

#[ 🏩 – chatting ]#tsukishima x reader #tsukishima kei x reader #bro im so HMG #I DESIRE TO BREAK HIM!!!!#tw: biting #ask games

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bubbabooo · 2 years

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ao3 recs

i’m back 😋

decided to make another ao3 recs list hehe, these are always my fav to make

i’ve also decided to completely revamp the way i do my recs lists. before the descriptions were too vague and lazy. now i’ll be giving my own description along with what i thought of the fic. looking back on my old recs lists i cannot believe they got as many notes as they did when they were so crappy LOL

also i don’t know if you can tell but i’m trying to make my lists prettier ☺️☺️ (hence the header image and the pink dividers :p)

side note, there’s and alarming amount of atsumu fics in here?? i didn’t even realize that i’ve been reading purely atsumu content?

Forget-Me-Not by ChaoticSins

Atsumu x reader, friends to lovers 💗💗. this one has me in a chokehold. so you and atsumu are childhood friends and you’ve been in love with atsumu practically your whole life. you end up leaving for college but then when you finish it you need to get an apartment. atsumu offers to be your roommate (see where i’m going here?). this whole story had me squealing and kicking my legs. i really don’t want to spoil it but i will give you one of my favorite quotes in this book: “But…don’t ya fuckin’ dare think yer 5 years of waitin’ around for her is anywhere near the 11 years I spent lovin’ her,” :) ongoing

msby black jackals online! by mooshys

Black jackals x reader, mostly platonic but one of the guys will be endgame ;). this one is by the same author as shiratorizawa antics! i adore that story and they both share many of the same elements. if you liked that one you’ll definitely like this one. here, you are the teams social media manager. you go through many heartwarming (and hilarious) things with the team. this story is definitely a nice fluffy getaway from the majority of fics i read haha. it was so fun to read and i loved it. completed

Better Days Ahead by morningsideup

Kuroo x reader, demon kuroo x reader, magic/modern au. do i really have to say more?? this fic…! so you are just the run of the mill museum worker (btw your co worker is tsukki), living a boring ol mundane life. until you find the demon prince kuroo who accidentally traveled to your universe and is now unfortunately stuck due to you destroying the item that brought him here. now, you are stuck with this spoiled demon prince and are forced to help him search for the missing shards of his gem that brought him here so he can travel back home. cmon, tell me that doesn’t immediately want to make you dive into this fic. the tension between reader and kuroo drives me insane. and you’ll come to know that tsukishima can be a little shit. 10/10 so far, ongoing

They were roommates by atsukashii

Iwaizumi x reader, roommates au<333, friends to lovers. you are in need of a roommate. you see an ad for a girl named tooru oikawa looking for a roommate. you jump at the chance and are looking forward to moving in. you think everything’s perfect until you get to your new home and see that tooru isn’t a girl, and that he has a very friend who also happens to be your roommate. oikawa won’t be difficult to live with, but iwaizumi? and his hotness? def gonna be a problem. this is the perfect quick read. it’s so good for when you’re in a reading stump and need a pick me up. iwaizumi makes you feel all mushy inside🥴. and the ending has to be one of the most satisfying fic endings i’ve read recently. completed

Set the Bar High by BeansNCornbread

Atsumu x reader, enemies to lovers, complicated. you work at a bar. you’re a college student and this is the perfect gig for you. however, miya atsumu never fails to make your life more difficult. he shamelessly flirts with you while he’s with other girls, and never leaves you alone. maybe you’d consider indulging him if he didn’t break your little sisters heart all those years ago. cannot explain how much i love this fic so far. the way atsumu desperately tries to get your attention while you keep brushing him off. and the tension. the fucking sexual tension between reader and atsumu. it has me bitting my nails. i binged this in an entire day. i love atsumus cocky ass and his fucking pining is so obvious but our oblivious readers ass doesn’t even realize it. craving the next chapter. ongoing

call me home by laurelandharper

Ushijima x reader, faking dating troupe<33. You are a famous ex child star and current professional model. you and professional volleyball player ushijima wakatoshi are paired up together for an ad campaign. to overcome unavoidable rumors, the two of you decide to fake date until things calm down. nothing can go wrong right? hehe. i love ushijima. i just love this man. everytime i read a fic with this man i’m blushing. what i really liked about this fic is was how short it was (occasionally i enjoy a nice quick read) and i liked the build up of reader and ushijimas relationship. it felt very real for me. sometimes when i’m reading the fake dating troupe i feel like the authors sometimes force the relationship. i didn’t feel that at all while reading this fic. ushijima is such a sweetheart and gentlemen here. love this fic please read it <3 completed

Challenge Accepted by Cutesight

Akaashi x reader, sort of enemies to lovers? There’s a challenge going around. Get the attention and “break” the handsome setter of Fukurodani. No one has completed this, no one’s even gotten close. However, when curious little y/n decides to partake in the challenge, she gives akaashi a run for his money. This fic is a guilty pleasure. It was a nice break from the other complicated fics i’m reading. It’s a very easy read and i love it for that. Honestly, a couple times throughout this story akaashi was getting on my last nerve. like just be with reader?? but overall it’s such a fun read. one of the best ways i can describe this story is idiots in love. oh and konoha is a little interesting in this fic too ;) completed

I Hope It Hurts by demxnscous

Atsumu x reader, enemies to lovers. you are the manager for Inarizaki. you and atsumu have never gotten along. the setter has always been a pain and you thought maybe things could improve over time. they didn’t. but now you’re being forced to tutor him, will things get better? this fic is hardcore enemies. atsumu and reader hate each other. this story is still in its early stages, so we’ve only seen a little build up with reader and atsumu. but i love the hatred between them. it’s so raw. it’s not the bullshit enemies to lovers where they kinda don’t like each other. they strongly dislike if not hate each other. i cannot wait to see this story blossom and progress. ongoing

Red Thread by deltachye

Ushijima x reader, soulmate au. in a world where you are bound to someone for life, all you want is to be with your soulmate. however, after finding him, and living with him, what do you do when he loves volleyball more than he’ll ever love you? i’ve said this before, but i tend to stray away from soulmate aus. this one is one of the few exceptions. honestly as much as i adore ushijima, he could be severely annoying throughout this story (which was intentional). this story does have some scenes which may be triggering for some which the author includes in her tags, so check it out and don’t read this one if you’re uncomfortable with those topics. overall, this story is a good example of how good a soulmate au can be without forcing it too much. completed

#atsumu x reader #kuroo x reader #atsumu miya x reader #kuroo testsuro x reader #msby x reader #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi x reader #akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #haikyuu fic #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x reader #ao3 #ao3 recs #fanfic #hq fanfic #hq #haikyuu!!

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the ask game is such a cute idea! okay so

character: tsukki bc ik you love him

and random word: charging

prompt enemies to lovers! tsukishima kei x reader where you try to rile each other up for whatever reason you can find; today? the power outlet at the library.

send me a character and the randomest, first word you think of and ill write a prompt based on it! (i may write a lil blurb based on it as well!)

“What percentage is it at?”

“Low.”

Silence. Only the sound of aggressive typing, book pages being turned with such despair the fragile paper was under a constant threat of being ripped, and muffled groans of pain, filled the library—It was exam week after all—but other than that, nothing. You didn’t know if you wanted to scream at his seemingly condescending tone, though to be fair, you knew how he acted whenever you asked for anything, or existed too close to him, the mutual feelings of ugh for each other well known, so you asking to use the outlet was basically an act of self-sabotage.

“It’s about to die, Can I, please, use the outlet?”

“No,” he sighed, shaking his head, pretend to be bother by your presence but secretly enjoying it. “I’m charging my phone”

Silence, again, and this time you could clearly see the SLIVER of a smirk graze his stupidly hydrated lips, and despite his glasses blocking your view of his eyes, you’re sure they were shaped like slight crescent moons, shimmering all pretty, just like they do every time you have an unpleasant encounter and he manages to get the upper hand. Infuriating, You’re sure he’s doing it on purpose, holding the outlet hostage so you had to beg for it, but you wouldn’t falter, you’ll never falter around Tsukishima Kei.

And now, you aren’t nosy per se, curious? Maybe curious, but definitely not nosy. Curious and incredibly smart, very ingenious if you may, which meant you didn’t hesitate side-eying his phone screen the when a flurry of messages lit up his phone. What you saw almost made you gasp.

“Its fully charged”

“Huh, I didn’t realise.”

And yet he didn’t unplug his stupid charger, he just continued writing away on his laptop, likely trying to reduce the words on his stupid essay because he’s stupid and always writes way past the maximum word count, and you know this because…?

“Can’t you just unplug it?”

“Just use another one.” He sighed, letting his head rest against the back of his chair. He was getting annoyed, at you nonetheless; good.

“Can’t, all of them are occupied”

“That’s impossible—”

“Its exams week,” you pressed, “everyone’s basically camping out at the library.”

“Then ask someone else?”

Twirling the thought in your head, sliding it side to side like a marble, you could hear it clink against your skull. Suppressing the Cheshire smile threatening to split your lips, you let out an overtly exaggerated sigh, slumping your shoulders forward just a bit, enough for him to notice.

“Okay.”

He had to do a double take, watching as your very pretty hands rolled up your charger.

“What?”

“Yeah if you wont give it up, I’ll ask someone else.” You brushed him off, taking your time putting your laptop and books back into your bag, those that you had prematurely taken out when you thought he’d give up his place easily.

“Wait!” He exclaimed. He almost knocked down his water bottle with how fast he stood up, making you jump in surprise. The noise only made him want to curl up into himself as the other students started shushing him; he hadn’t realised he spoke that loudly. He cleared his throat, feeling warmth creep up his neck and cheeks, he tried to play it off by adjusting his now crooked glasses. “I mean, yeah, you can have it,” he couldn’t help but look to the side as your eyes met, he couldn’t hide behind the lenses anymore. “I was going anyway, I don’t care.”

#tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima x reader #ask away!

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pavo-ocxllus · 2 years

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❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬. ❞

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡… haikyuu!! but make it enemies to lovers. 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠… haikyuu!! boys x gn!reader (unfortunately, i was on vacation while writing this, so most likely not everybody was here since i had to write in html format and got hella confused) 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠… pining, fluff, angst, strictly enemies-to-lovers, mass headcanons 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬… angst, pining, possibly one-sided love or one-sided rivalry. 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐭… i swear if i see this quote once more i’m gonna cry (not before finally watching bridgerton tho) fun fact: the 4th headcanon was actually based off of a real life grudge i had in middle school track (no, i did not end up liking them)

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — you didn’t want to do it, and they certainly didn’t want to do it. however, in a world that acts like not having a romantic relationship at a certain amount of time is downright horrible, social pressures from everyone to your parents, friends, and literally strangers on the street inevitably led the two of you together. it was, apparently, out of pure convenience; all of your other friends were busy, and now here were the both of you, hand in hand, in a bustling party, where they had no clue who most of the people were. this situation unfortunately also made it where they were “forced” to hang out with you... well, now that you thought about it more, “forced” is a rather generous word, given how they either are a little bit too affectionate, even for a supposedly fake relationship, or how he might adamantly deny he was when you point it out.

↳ SUNA, KAGEYAMA, yaku, kyotani, sakunami-ish, GOSHIKI, SAKUSA, semi, kuroo.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 ❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 ❞ 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — mutual hatred spread like an invasive species in the both of you ever since the two of you met each other as children; perhaps it was just fate that you two practically loathed every square inch of each other. of course, the hatred seemed to do nothing but strengthen as the two of you grown older, as seen by the way he walks you home since he’s practically the only one the school who knows and is near where you live, the way he splits his lunch with you when you forget yours, and most notably, the longing gaze he gives you across the room when he sees you all happy and smiliey with someone who wasn’t him, and of course, when he seems genuinely cheerful when he's around you. he’s definitely doing this because he hates you.

↳ kawanishi, DAISHOU, kai, WATARI, GOSHIKI, matsunhyakuzawa, kinoshita, HINATA, nakashima, ARAN, yamagata, watari-ish, LEV-ish, inuoka, iwaizumi

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — to say you were flat-out stoked when you got the job was definitely an understatement... and everything seemed practically perfect; the salary, the hours, the conditions. it just seemed as if everything was going in your favor! however, as one of your co-workers were showing you around the workplace, your eyes weren’t looking at the direction they were supposed to and spotted a rather familiar young man. maybe your eyes were tricking you... maybe he was just eerily familiar, but it couldn’t possibly be him! before you started eternally racking your brain for possible excuses for why he out of all people was here, your fellow coworker interrupts your thoughts, causing you to rush over to them, embarrassed, but now without the weird feeling of eyes on you. even with such a subtle interaction, the coworker leading you around the workplace couldn’t help but feel as though they’re going to be in a world of hurt tommorrow.

↳ TSUKKI, ennoshita, ukai, KUGIRI, yamamoto, TANAKA, NOYA, suna, makki

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — is there one, single, thing that this guy cannot do better than you? honestly, it just seems like he’s good at everything; from athletics to academics, and maybe even throw in art there too. it’s frustrating; maybe it’s just you, but either they verbally say it or not, he just seem to be mocking you with his aura alone. insecurity aside, you couldn’t help but feel the burning need to not only succeed, but at the very least, beat him, and it’s the very same for him. (plot twist: he really was trying to show off, but this mess happened instead).

↳ kenma-ish, KAMASAKI, ATSUMU, osamu, kuroo, TSUKKI (insufferable), suga, kita (he’s way too damn perfect), kindaichi-ish, kunimi (insufferable 2 electric boogaloo), NUMAI, GAO, oikawa, iwaizumi-ish, AKAASHI.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. — the thing about this relationship was that unlike the others, this particular one didn’t have any history of bad blood between you and him. however, similar to most of them, the tense atmosphere always came when the two of you were in the same room together. unfortunately, it seemed as though both of your guardians had agreed that it was romantic tension, causing the two of you to be married on the next day. the night before the ceremony, the bed sheets were... cold... almost, even when the both of you were more than aware you were sharing the same bed. it’s less casual teasing and more distant than anything. this “relationship” wasn’t going anywhere, everybody and their mothers know it. regardless, with absolutely no effort on both of your parts to get to know your spouse better, there's simply no hope.

↳ YAMAGUCHI, washio, ASAHI, MONIWA, udai, ikejiri, daichi, AONE, teshiro.

𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝

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noona96n · 1 month

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Haikyuu!! Battle of the Garbage Dump is simultaneously everything i asked for and sth that leaves me wanting more. first off, the entire movie is like an hour thirty minutes long session that ends with a mediocre orgasm w/ a promise of more. like, fr bruh... there were multiple tense scenes where the tension built and built and built and- it cuts to something else... how Shoyo and Kenma met, Kenma and Kuroo's childhood, Tsukki & Kuroo's block 'training'. they kept me at the edge of my seat, breathe stuttering in my chest, stomach coiling and coiling and... nothing... and this repeated like 5-6 times. did i like it? ofc i did; it's Haikyuu!! i love everything Haikyuu!! was it best? not really, no... was it great? also a no. was it good? yeah it was... it was fine; it was nostalgic. it was catching up w/ an old friend i haven't met in a while. ofc a lot of details were left out and they dedicated too many minutes to nostalgia and flashbacks... was it a good choice? idk, i liked it but idk... there wasn't a lot of substance to it, at least i don't think so. the animation's fckn great tho! and the music rocks. and their portrayal of friendship, of kinship, of sportsmanship was fan-fucking-tastic. also, to the shippers... there's something for everyone of y'all ship out there lol u ship Shoyo x Kenma? dw, it's literally the opening scene; u ship Yaku x Lev? it's in the bg; u ship KuroKen?, they're literally childhood sweetheart; u ship KageHina? dw, our blueberry has so much faith in his mandarin sunshine; u ship TsukiYama? they're the power couple that will take their enemy down; u ship KuroTsuki?, they're the cutest enemies-AND-lovers ever; KuroDai?, we got u; hell, even Yaku x Yuu! anyway, the movie was pretty fun to watch. i rec that u reread in preparation for its viewing tho! ciao~

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#hinata shouyou #kenma kozume #hinaken #kageyama tobio #kagehina #kuroo testuro #kuroken #kurodachi #sawamura daichi #tsukishima kei #kurotsuki #tsukiyama #yamaguchi tadashi #nishinoya yuu #noona96n

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tetsuskei · 5 months

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I'm curious about your hcs with Tsukki what's your first meet be like? And your dynamic with him :3

hi elise! ty for asking ! :3

our dynamic would be both enemies to lovers and also i fell first, but he fell harder !

we both met bc we are neighbors. we didn’t get off on the right foot and we had very sour impressions of each other initially.

unfortunately we come from the same friend group. i know yachi because of work, and she introduced me to her friends + tsukishima.

everyone was able to sense tension between us. 😭 they wanted it to be resolved, so eventually we got tricked into hanging out together alone so that we could resolve our issues…

eventually once we sort everything out, we become friends eventually. it leads to us hanging out and eating dinner with each other since we live next door to each other. it works because we are both introverted and don’t always need a lot of convo to really happen, if that makes sense. we really just like spending time together, even if it’s in silence ^_^

eventually i fall for him, and get a lil scared bc i don’t want to ruin our friendship like the first time. he notices my behavior and once getting me admit why im pushing him away he realizes he has feelings for me too.

him and i eventually get together and move into a place together where we have two pet cats heehee. :3

#tsuku ☆#ty for asking <3 #i over explained but 🫶🏾

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cealesti · 1 year

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Rarepair tag game!

Rules: List the top rarepairs that you like outside of your OTP, and why you ship it! (Criteria for what makes a rarepair is up to your own discretion.)

tagged by @limonium-anemos, thank you so much!! im defining "rarepair" by how deep i had to dig within each fandom to find a community and fanworks for each ship. so, without further ado:

tsukkihina (tsukkishima kei/hinata shouyo, haikyuu!!) - what can i say, i love me some enemies/rivals to lovers AND a good sun and moon motif. i also think hq!! always juxtaposes hinata and tsukki in fun ways: they're the middle blockers on the team, they follow a very similar growth path, end up sharing a lot of formative experiences that neither kageyama nor yamaguchi go through, and i think they complement each other really well when they play to their strengths!!

Kisses Like Fireflies by lilithiumwords

denying you (and i'm going nowhere fast) by lilithiumwords

atsuhina (miya atsumu/hinata shouyo, haikyuu!!) - yes, hinata is my fandom bicycle, what about it i love that they're both the exact same flavour of chaotic and obsessively single-minded and that's absolutely delightful. "shouyo - one day, i'll set for you"???? my man atsumu, completely unprompted, to the boy who always wants just one more set. jesus christ

[shut up and run me like a river] by Chronolith

twilight sun by noyabeans (snowdrops)

in the night we are wild eyed by Flumes

snack (severus snape/sirius black, hp) - AAAAAAAH. the sheer potential here makes me want to scream. they're both so ruthless and brilliant and they'd be terrifying if they managed to put aside their differences & pasts. and if they can't - well, why not enemies AND lovers? alas, this is a more recent discovery for me so i only have the one rec, but it's a really good one

turmoil by Metalomagnetic

billdip (bill cipher/dipper pines, gravity falls) - listen, warlock is my favourite dnd class as a concept because i'm a sucker for characters that make reckless deals with dangerous entities and get way in over their heads. the power dynamics there are delicious. (though admittedly in this case i only like the ship with aged-up Dipper)

Conspiratheory by LCypherED

Gold (orphan_account)

sukkuita (ryomen sukkuna/itadori yuuji, jjk) - see above

mirror mirror (his eyes are red) by emochill

Nuns with Guns by surveycorpsjean

goyuu (gojo satoru/itadori yuuji, jjk) - itadori is my favourite character, gojo is right behind him, and who doesn't love a nice little teacher/student trope every once in a while?? plus i genuinely love their canon relationship & dynamic. in this case, this isnt rlly a rareship in the japanese fandom, but the western fandom doesnt rlly feel the same way lmao

abode by prindec

Picture Perfect by ChumbalieWumbus

Kites, Strings, and Hidden Things by HotCocoaaa

tagging @d-lissa @dustedrosettes @kingsship @riddlemeharder and whoever else wants to do this!

#tag memes #mine #eve.txt #abt me #i keep forgetting the tomarrymort is a problematic ship and im always surprised when i look at the rest of my ships lmao

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snazzyturtles · 7 months

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"Backseat Lover"

pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4

tsukishima x f!reader, nsfw, mdni

final chapter!

wc: 3.5 k

tw: enemies to lovers, caught in action, public(?) nudity, fighting, light angst/crying, pda, name-calling/insults (pervert, bastard, asshole, glasses (ik ik, so offensive)) , pet names (baby, pipsqueak)

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧

you woke up to the sound of footsteps and murmuring from outside the walls, opening your eyes to a door slamming loudly against the wall, looking up to find the club room door swung wide open, and yamaguchi staring down at you and tsukishima with wide eyes. hinata and kageyama walked up behind him, asking him what was wrong, before finally looking down to find the state that you were in and freezing in their steps. you quickly turned and started shaking tsukishima, eagerly trying to wake him up as fast as you could.

“kei? kei, wake up, please.” your words were coming out in the form of pleading and whining, tsukishima not waking up no matter what you did. you rapidly scrambled to grab his sweater and shuffled around him to hide behind his naked body as quickly as you could, trying to grab for your discarded panties. breaths heaving and heart racing, this was definitely the worst possible thing that could happen at that moment.

kageyama slowly walked forward to stand next to yamaguchi, staring down with steel blue eyes that looked like bullets upon the two of you. "what's going on here?”

tsukishima's eyes were slowly beginning to flutter open, vision blurry from his lack of glasses. he was feeling dizzy... sore, his muscles aching. he still felt your body heat against his own, feeling the connection of your skin to his, but as his hearing began to clear, he could hear your pleas. reaching for his glasses, he slowly put them on and tried looking around to figure out why you were begging for him to suddenly wake up.

and that’s when he saw the problem.

his friends and teammates were beginning to gather and stand by the door, their eyes wide with expressions ranging. hinata looked confused while he tried to jump and peer around his teammate’s shoulders, yamaguchi simply looked shocked and horrified, and kageyama stood there stiff, holding a blank expression that made both of you freeze in terror.

this was getting awkward, to say the least.

"uh... it's not what it looks like?" tsukishima’s face was creeping into a deep blush upon his pale skin that you never could have imagined seeing on him. “she was helping me practice during lunch and our muscles got sore, so we needed to rest."

you were warmed that he was still thinking of you at that moment. even after the two of you had decided to fuck in the volleyball club room, and just got caught, he was looking out for you and not just covering for his own ass. but you couldn't help but squeeze your eyes shut and groan lightly under your breath.

that was the dumbest lie you’d ever heard in your entire life.

a smirk began to spread across kageyama's smug face looking down at you, "so, you had to practice on top of each other, on the club room floor, with your clothes off? you never practice during lunch break- yeah right, glasses.”

as hinata finally pushed from behind their shoulders to see what was happening, his eyes grew wide and his mouth dropped in shock, looking like he was about to say something before yamaguchi turned and slapped his hand over hinata’s mouth. you were blushing bright red, shivering and trying to hide yourself behind tsukki’s back with minimal success.

“we..." tsukishima was silent for once, looking back and forth between his teammates as he tried to come up with something to say, but he couldn’t even find the words to continue the lie, it was impossible. this was so embarrassing, to both of you, and he was sweating. "yeah... we had to practice like this because... well... it’s better because you’re more in contact with the body without fabric between, and it helps our uniforms not get sweaty. and our muscles get sore when we don't stretch or rest enough, so it helps a lot more to relax a bit after the workout…"

is he even listening to himself anymore? you pinched his bicep, looking up at him over his shoulder with pleading eyes. he had to stop making up big stories that might come back to cause more trouble for both of you- this was something he just couldn’t cover up.

"alright. we might have done something, whatever you're thinking about, you lame perverts. but you can’t prove that we did anything like that, and you're just being sickos if you think that we’d actually do something like that together, in here no less.” his face looked smug and catty in his attempt to cover for both of you, rolling his eyes to emphasize it. the question seemed to be more directed at hinata, who was obviously staring straight at you in confusion, more than the rest of the boys.

when you finally spotted them on the floor near the door, you quickly stood up to grab your discarded panties, but stopped in your steps when you felt something lukewarm ghosting your leg. you looked down, and found tsukishima’s remaining cum bubbling out of your cunt and dribbling down your thigh, adding to the leftovers from earlier that had already dried there.

“fuck!” you whispered out to yourself, but you knew it was audible in the silent room. that just confirmed what they had been suspecting, yamaguchi and hinata's eyes widening as they stared at your body, watching what was happening, and you couldn't help but squeeze your eyes shut in terror, unable to look at any of the boys in the faces. “i-i-…”

tsukishima was trying to think of another excuse to help you, but it was too hard. the evidence was literally in front of their eyes- there was cum dripping out of your pussy onto your leg and the carpet below, and that was the most solid proof against the two of you that could have possibly happened. he just couldn't lie anymore. damn it, everything was starting to finally go so well… i messed up, i wasn't thinking, we were so stupid.

"um... yeah, so, that happened… sorry..." he grumbled under his breath with his eyebrows furrowed as he let out a low growl, staring daggers into his teammate’s eyes. you couldn't believe this was happening, and it was just getting worse by the second. he couldn't start getting frustrated, you knew that an angry kei was not a good one.

a small voice suddenly cut through the uneasy silence heavy in the room, quipping “well, i guess we now know that you cum a lot, tsukishima.”

hinata said that so nonchalantly, almost like he wasn't thinking about what he just said in the already awkward conversation. kageyama started snickering at his comment, but you could see tsukki’s expression of terror out of the corner of your eye as you grimaced. you turned away and tucked your head into tsukishima’s back so you wouldn’t have to look at any of them anymore. if someone could actually die of embarrassment, both of you would have probably dropped dead at that moment with no hopes of return.

you grabbed your clothes off the floor and ran into the closet to try and clean yourself up as well as you could in that circumstance. you could hear tsukishima and kageyama yelling at each other through the door, and your face was burning with embarrassment and fear. you didn't want to go back into that room with them, but you knew you had to. if you didn't, there was no telling what would happen between the two. and while you knew the other boys were in the room too, and that they technically could try to help out, you knew that kei didn't like to listen to just anyone. you had to help.

you slipped your tights and disheveled panties back over your ass and smoothed the skirt that sat on top of them, straightening your shirt and checking for any obvious stains that might have shown up. slowly walking back into the main room, you were witnessing a scene of stress and upset- the boys were arguing, yelling, and looking like they were on the verge of a fight. tsukishima had pulled his pants back on while you were gone, and his visible skin was burning red in his frustration and anger.

kageyama clearly wasn't making this any easier for either of you, and tsukishima was definitely annoyed that he found out about you, obviously raging beyond his normal pissy state by that point. “you shouldn’t have been looking at her like that! now she’s going to be frantic and scared because you were all perverts, all three of you!”

“uh, tsukki? you do realize you're the one who made it like this, right? she wouldn’t have been naked in the club room if you didn’t decide to hook up with her during school, in a public space where all of us go to a lot.” hinata was peering from behind yamaguchi’s back as he spoke up, visibly scared of what the tall boy might be capable of at that moment at his response.

"why do you care? there's nothing wrong with what we just did, it was mutual.” tsukishima’s eyes were cold and narrowing as he rebuffed, obviously trying to reject the things they said and clear the two of you, but it wasn't working.

"are you really going to try and defend what you just did? this is one of the most fucked up thing i’ve seen you do, and that says something, asshole. we didn't do anything, buddy. you did this to yourself, you're the wrong one here.” kageyama’s words made your body tense up because technically, he wasn't wrong. tsukishima tried to keep a calm face, but you could tell it was hard for him as he paused before growling and speaking back.

"yeah, and? we liked it. i liked it. i love her, you bastards, and you need to leave right now.” he turned and looked into your eyes as you stood there, staring back at him with wide eyes.

yamaguchi spoke up, his voice quiet but cutting through the heated conversation. "what are you guys going to do about this? you haven't told anybody you're dating, we all thought you hated each other, but you're doing this behind closed doors?”

your face began to burn somehow even more than it was earlier, your throat dry and scratching with your breaths as you shuffled to hide behind tsukishima's back. there's so much you had been keeping to yourselves that people didn't know, that you never could have imagined would have left the confinements of the walls the two of you had built around yourselves. neither of you thought about what might happen when it escaped how much he liked you, how much you liked him- but now they knew and it made both of you uneasy.

the way the other boys were acting and questioning you two wouldn't stop annoying tsukishima, and he was fighting the urge of wanting to tell them off so badly. he couldn't do something like that though, especially not with you so close to him. "if we tell people the truth, we don't know how they will react. it’s not… ideal, i guess…” he murmured in response. you were hiding behind him, and he couldn't help the feeling that he liked that. he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to his warm chest. your scared figure seemed so much smaller than him at that moment, a real pipsqueak, and he felt the sudden need to protect you.

i can't give up on you. this is too important for me not to care.

your voice was shaking, and you were almost afraid to talk for once. "k-kei? i-i'm scared.” lifting your head slightly to stare into his gold eyes, you couldn't help but cling tighter around his broad chest. you were really making him love you more as you spoke, and he just wanted to kiss you in that moment as he pulled you closer to him.

she's so cute like this, so shy.

"don't be, baby.” he wanted to protect you, you were so fragile like this. he liked that you were vulnerable for once, and it made him want to take care of you. become your bodyguard, become your guardian. "we don't care anymore, do we? what’s the worst that can happen? other people look at us weirdly? they already do that.” he said, looking down into your eyes with a small smile.

kageyama scoffed, turning around and yelling over his shoulder as he walked away from the club room. "have fun with... whatever this is. not my fault if it blows up on your asses.” hinata looked back and forth between kageyama and the two of you before choosing to run screaming after kageyama, leaving yamaguchi standing still in the doorway. he stared at the two of you with wide eyes, like he couldn't figure out what to do, say, or even think at that moment, before turning to walk as far away from what felt like a crime scene as he could possibly get.

"tadashi, wait!" tsukishima quickly shouted after yamaguchi, you could see the frustration growing in his eyes and knew that you both needed to talk to him.

let them think what they want to think, this is our choice now.

"let's go find tadashi, alright baby? are you okay?” he turned to look at you, your eyes obviously scared, your face still burning.

i can't make her cry for the second time today.

sniffling and tilting your head to look up at his face, you nodded your head to signal that you were alright. kei needed help, and you were going to help him. he grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the club room, running in an attempt to find yamaguchi wherever he might be on the school grounds.

eventually, you found him by the west entrance, about to walk back into the main school building. signaling tsukishima to join you, you bolted to catch yamaguchi as fast as you could. "tadashi, wait!" you screamed out, jumping to stop him from opening the door. he stared down at you with wide eyes, obviously still confused about everything he learned about earlier, and now even more taken aback by your actions. “wait, please,” you whispered out as you waited for tsukishima to walk over.

tsukishima could see your face more clearly the closer he walked up, your eyes were shaking, your breathing heavy, and you looked more worried than he had ever seen. at that moment, his chest tightened and his eyes grew soft for once.

i can’t hurt her again.

"hey tadashi, what we were telling all of you, what we are doing, it's the truth. i-i don't think we can stop what we feel about each other. we didn't want to tell anyone because we thought everyone would think down on us about it, that you all would try to separate us, try to end this…” he looked down at you, his breaths deepening as he reached to pull you into his sculpted chest.

"and that's not something i’m gonna let happen."

his arm wrapped tighter around you, squeezing you close enough that you could feel his breathing and the thumping of his heartbeat against your skin. he wanted to keep you close, he needed you.

yamaguchi didn't say anything for a few seconds, and then his focus traveled from tsukishima’s face to notice the state you were in. your breath was quick, eyes squeezing in fear of what he might say next, and his face flushed red as he realized that he was the one causing this. he was normally the scared one in stressful situations, and yet this time, he managed to create it for someone else.

"well, what you are feeling is pretty apparent right now…” yamaguchi then turned to look back at tsukishima’s face, and his emotions were almost blank for once, hard to read. he seemed confused, complexed, almost unable to hold a solid emotion. "i had a feeling something like this would happen eventually if you kept acting like that together, just guess it happened sooner than i imagined. you went with your feelings for once, but if this... makes you happy, then i’m happy for you too.”

his words were strange to the both of you. it didn't sound like how you thought that he'd act, and you had anticipated him to have a much different, more extreme response. neither of you was expecting a positive reaction, so you were both surprised by what he said. you nodded at yamaguchi as he turned to walk back towards the school, stopping at the doors to look back at the two of you. you tilted your head up to look at tsukishima, wondering what he'd say about it.

“i guess friends really do stay for each other,” he murmured under his breath, staring at the door as yamaguchi walked back into the school building.

tsukishima looked down at you, his eyes softening as your visions caught each other’s. you were so small compared to him at that moment, making him want to hold you tight and squeeze you until you begged him to let go. your eyes were glued to his, and he couldn't help but think that your face was just so beautiful to him.

"let's go now too, baby." he said as he started to walk back towards the school door. "don't want to be any later to class than we already are, now do we?” he couldn't help but laugh at the way you two had acted- couldn't believe he was so stupid to think his lie was going to work, it was so ridiculous. he didn't care anymore though, he just wanted to stay with you and be with you now. no matter what any of your other classmates thought of either of you.

on your side however, you were feeling scared walking back inside there, and you grabbed onto tsukishima’s hand as you rounded the corner, still slightly trailing behind his back in an attempt to hide as you felt like you were going to implode. a few of the other students noticed that both of you were acting differently from your normal catty demeanors, before seeing that the two of you were holding hands as you walked down the hallway. you could hear them starting to whisper amongst each other, and you couldn't help but squeeze tsukishima’s hand as a blush grew across your entire body, embarrassed beyond belief about what was happening to the both of you.

you guess tsukishima heard them, however, because he suddenly stopped, turning to stare at you. his eyes shone with mischief from behind his glasses as a smirk grew across his face, and he bent down quickly to kiss you, long and hard, catching you off guard and making you stiffen up before melting into his touch.

the faces of the people surrounding you in the hallway were filled with surprise and confusion and what they were watching, most of them probably trying to think up some story about how they imagined this might have happened between the two of you. but you could tell that tsukishima didn't care anymore, that he just wanted to kiss you.

the moment his lips touched yours, both of your minds went blank, and it was just him and you there. hands snaking up his chest to hold onto his strong shoulders, he pulled you closer to him, as close as he could possibly make the two of you without getting in trouble with one of the teachers. you were his, and he wanted you to know that he was yours. your kiss was finally broken once he took a breath, but you still hadn't moved from that spot. he felt like he couldn't ever leave you now, not again.

you smiled up at him when your mouths separated. it felt like it was only you two, your mind calming and growing clear. you couldn't hear the other students talking around you as they stared and watched, and you didn't care anymore, because it was just you and your lover. this moment was yours.

“i love you, kei.” you whispered up at him, eyes sparkling as a small smile spread across your face.

"i love you too, pipsqueak." the words slipped out of his mouth at full volume. he didn't think about what he was saying or who might have been listening- you just had that profound effect on him. "you ready to get to class?" he smirked, as he finally remembered where you were in the first place.

you giggled, nodding your head and grabbing his hand as you began dragging him towards the classroom, looking forward to the day ahead with kei by your side.

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a/n: “and they all lived happily ever after” lol. no but for real, thanks for everyone who stood by it & actually put time aside to read this, tbh to me it's crazy bc this is my first time doing a multi-chapter story and it definitly caught me by surprise haha. i have an idea for another fic, but tbh the concept requires it to be long, like v much longer than this, so im goin back & forth ab it lol 🥴 idk, tell me what you think in the comments! might make a poll to decide on it haha

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zorosdimples · 5 months

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i did not like tsukki but then i wrote about hate fucking him and accidentally getting feelings and basically i wrote myself into liking him on accident

NAAAUUUUR becuase i can imagine hatefucking him but also i’m such a fan of enemies to lovers; it’s the romantic within me—the line between love and hate is so thin. anyway damn you got yourself 😭

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enemies to lovers college volleyball star tsukki and cheerleader reader

they cross paths in the gym each morning- fighting over the colleges limited space and equipment-- tsukki can't understand why the REST of the team LIKES reader?? because sure she's pretty or whatever, but she's so stubborn-

they end up at kuroo's party and end up sneaking out together and.... go home together to watch star trek.. they get French fries from a sketchy food truck and pass out in tsukki's dorm room... have a lovely night and have to walk to their practices together in the morning....

I TOTALLY FORGOT TO ANSWER THIS IM SORRY 😭😭😭

grits teeth. GRITS TEETH. MOANS AND WRITHES ON THE FLOOR.

tw: smut, alcohol, no dubcon (they’re sober when they fuck), reader is referred to once as a girl but gender neutral pronouns are used otherwise.

tsukishima doesn't get why his team is obsessed with you because god, your personality is insufferable, isn't it? such a know it all, always mouthing off about something. really, kei's always thought cheerleaders were dumb by nature, but you're just... not.

worse yet, he can't really seem to get you out of his mind. your irritating leer that matches his own when you get something you want over him. the way you smile at your friends, how they collect around you like you're magnetic, the way you'll study outside of the gym before practice sometimes, nose buried in a book and your hand dutifully taking down notes.

when he closes his eyes, he sees the curl of your knuckles around a pencil, or the way your laugh rings out of the locker room in a proud and boisterous display of joy. he can see you dancing with your team behind his eyelids, sees the way you look at him, confident and intelligent and cunning. really... he doesn't get how his team could be so obsessed with such an insufferable girl.

they don't even really know you. they'll talk about your ass in your skirt, the way your tits look in your uniform, how you walk and sway your hips when you do. but very rarely will they comment on your sharp intellect, or the way you kiss your teeth when he's gotten to the equipment you were eyeing first, or how competitive you are. he thinks that if they saw all of that, they'd probably understand where his disagreement comes from. because it is disagreement, kei convinces himself of it every time he sees you. nothing more and nothing less than disliking the mouthy cheerleader he shares a gym with.

then, kei goes out on one of those rare nights where he's feeling more social. kuroo had convinced him and though he'd rather spend his time in his dorm instead of standing in a room with a bunch of boisterous, drunk, athletes, he goes anyway. and imagine his surprise to see the book smart cheerleader there, batting off some guy vying for your attention.

"shouldn't you be home studying?" he says, walking over with a red solo cup in his hand, interrupting the convo and shutting it down in the process.

"could say the same to you, four eyes. you obsessed with me or something?" you leer back, words rounded from the liquor in your system but not sloppy. kei doesn't think you could ever be sloppy.

"you're the one always hanging around my gym." he rolls his eyes.

"our gym, beanpole." you correct, lifting your cup to your lips and eyeing his. "i didn't know you drink."

he ignores your correction, glancing to the cup grasped in his slender fingers. "sometimes."

you hum thoughtfully before bouncing off.

it's honestly deplorable the way you gravitate to each other. kei thinks that it must be the liquor. it's making you just a bit prettier, just a bit kinder, just a bit more agreeable. though he realizes on the walk to the food truck that you might have been agreeable the entire time. he finds that you've got a soft spot for the same series, the same nerdy things that he keeps in the back of his brain. that you're mouthy but talk so sweetly about the things you enjoy, rambling through your tipsy stupor about star trek of all things.

kei thinks that maybe, just maybe, his teammates are right about you. even if they don't know you. because he does and he's finding that he's starting to agree with them, though his agreement is far less crude.

if you're surprised, imagine his when he kisses you. swiftly in a moment of silence leaning across the open space to press his heated mouth to yours. but where he expected resistance, you melt into him and his desire comes full-fledged to the front of his mouth, where his tongue slides against yours. after so long lying about his thoughts on you, it only makes sense that when he finally gets a taste, his passion is burning.

it singes across your skin, greedy hands pulling at your hips till you're in his lap, angry, heated kisses. the click and switch of mouths against each other and the sweet gasps out of your familiar mouth, one he's watched spit insults at him for what feels like centuries.

imagine his surprise when he realizes that he is sober, that you are too and this encounter cannot be blamed on alcohol. that he has always had this latent desire born of competition, of admiration for your intellect that matches or even surpasses his, of the peeks of flesh he gets when you dance on the courtside.

and it's certainly not all sweet touches, not all kindness and giving, because you and kei are both far too competitive for that, you want too badly to show the other up. after the hesitance fades, you both are left only with burning desire, the kind that bubbles in your throat and makes you want to scream. and kei's fingers pull at the skin on your hips while you're on top. he bleeds arousal from his chest where you press him down, into the warmth of your cunt, or the spill of his high across your stomach when he finally pins you under him.

there's something so satisfying in fucking you, in sleeping in the same bed after. less satisfying is the walk to the gym the next morning and even then he savors it on his tongue. he savors the looks from his teammates when you duck your head after walking in with him, heat across your cheeks burning so hot that he swears they can feel it. kei does not, however, relish in the questions from his teammates when they ask if he, of all people, bagged that. such a crude way to put it. you're far too smart to be talked about like that and kei values his privacy. but he relishes the taste of his response, the way his mouth forms around the syllables because he knows you'll give a similar one to your friends, cheeky as you are.

"them? have you met them?" peering over his glasses, he'll roll his eyes. "a little too mouthy for me."

and you are mouthy. vocal too. kei knows it.

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