#yamamoto x reader

[sunkeji]

He's so delusional that he starts thinking about what you'd say about the outfit he's wearing today. He's a bit more dressed up today, not for any special reason other than trying to stand out to you today. He knows around this time you'll be passing by this area to head to your next class, so he heads there too. The two of you pass each other, and at first he's dejected that there's no reaction. But from his peripheral vision, he sees that you have turned around to look at him. He us elated, he is screaming and reminding himself that he has an image to uphold for you. So he silences his happy but very panicky thoughts and continues walking like normal. Later at home, when he's lying on his bed, he has his feet kicking and giggling while recounting the way you looked at him.

#oikawa x reader #denki x reader #nishinoya x reader #kuroo x reader #atsumu x reader #tanaka x reader #kunimi x reader #shirabu x reader #lev x reader #terushima x reader #kindaichi x reader #yamamoto x reader #haikyuu x reader #midoriya x reader #izuku x reader #my hero academia x reader #hq x reader #gojo x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader

[heartsoji]

hq guys who say, "nah, its cool. you can talk to other guys," but the second any guy he doesn't know or doesn't like so much as glances in your direction for a second too long, he is standing in front of you, scaring everyone off with a nasty glare.

IWAIZUMI, OSAMU, suna, TSUKISHIMA, SAKUSA, tanaka, daichi, yahaba, yamamoto, MATSUKAWA, KUNIMI

#protective boys #iwaizumi x reader #osamu x reader #tsukishima x reader #sakusa x reader #tanaka x reader #daichi x reader #futakuchi x reader #yahaba x reader #yamamoto x reader #matsukawa x reader #kunimi x reader #goshiki x reader

[missuga]

“Love you.” 

It took everything within him to not whip around and look at you immediately once those words processed in his head. He froze in his seat at the table instead, taking a couple slow breathes to try and settle his heart threatening to beat out of his chest. 

“Hm?” Was all he managed, still not really able to look up at you. “I missed what you said.” 

“You did?” You mused, leaning against the counter as you sipped on the coffee he’d made for you already. “That’s a bummer, I can’t quite recall what I said.” 

It was hard to keep the slightly serious composure at the way his eyes widened, mouth hanging open just barely as he stared at you, obviously at a loss for words. 

“You’re getting better at making coffee,” You started, eyes flicking to the cup in your hand, then to the mess of a french press that sat in the sink. “There’s barely any grounds in this one.” 

“Oh, that’s good.” He mumbled, his gaze shifting back to what had his attention before even though his mind was still stuck on what you said when you walked into the kitchen. He was so distracted, it was honestly adorable. 

For a long moment, he was starting to wonder if you really said that you loved him, maybe his mind was playing tricks on him. 

“So, uh, what do you have to do today?” He asked, tone wavering slightly as he tried to clear his head. 

“I’ve got to go grocery shopping if you want to come with me? Then after that, I don’t have anything major planned.” Smiling once more at the troubled look on his face. 

You’ve been living together for months now and you still found that you could catch him off guard with this, the faint rosy dusting on his cheeks was worth it the bit. 

“Wait, I need to back up.” He finally looked up at you fully, face flushed slightly and his fingers were fumbling with the cup in front of him nervously, it was like this was taking every bit of him to say. “I.. love you too.” 

You stood against the counter in silence for a moment, and it felt like an eternity to him. 

“God, I was waitin-”

“You can’t just say that out of nowhere.” He interrupted you, pouting as you walked towards him, hand cupping his cheeks to make him look up at you. 

“We’ve been dating for almost two years.”

“So, it’s too early for that.” He mumbled, leaning into your touch. 

“So then it’s too early to kiss you then?”

“What, no I didn’t say that-”

BOKUTO, hinata, OIKAWA, nishinoya, yamamoto, yaku, kageyama, tendou, KENMA

#oikawa x reader #haikyuu x reader #bokuto x reader #kita x reader #nishinoya x reader #yamamoto x reader #yaku x reader #kageyama x reader #tendou x reader #oikawa toru #oikawa oneshot #oikawa fluff #bokuto fluff #hinata fluff #nishinoya fluff #yamamoto fluff #yaku fluff #kageyama fluff #tendou fluff #hinata x reader #bokuto oneshot #hq!! #haikyuu!! #hq x reader #haikyuu scenario #oikawa scenario #nishinoya scenario #kenma x reader #kenam oneshot #kenma kozume

[kawataslvr]

hii i recently read your shinichiro story and i loved it. i wanna try and request a takuya x m!reader kinda similar to your shinichiro fic (if you want ofc), also if you wanna, make it nsfw at the end to just piss off the reader's brother (which would be one in the mizo mid 5)

thx!!!

Summary: Fluff / Smut ,, cursing ,, your yamagishi’s younger brother , takuya manhandles you a lil (only a lil if you kinda squint and shut your eyes completely), in this fic your also only two years younger than your older brother,

A/N : i actually like the whole prompt of reader x brothers friend,, its just so funny to write to me snd i uslally rlly like the plt (ignore the grammar my cat stepped on my face)

Yamagishi and Takuya were talking normally, just hanging out at Yamagishi’s apartment.

Everything was fine, until you walked over and grabbed something from the shelf under the tv.

Having to bend over, normally everything would be fine. If Yamagishi didn't catch Takuya catching glances of you as you were bending down.

Giving Takuya a small warning kick to the ankle as a little “Stop” without saying it verbally, Takuya tried his hardest to not look.

Even as you walked back to your room Takuya had to fight the urge to stare, not like it wasn’t something he did often. Giving how you two are dating.

But Yamagishi didn't know, and even if he did, he'd still be furious.

Ever since Takuya told you about his feelings for you, you both promised to never tell Yamagishi.

Who you two could already see the blood boiling once he found out.

Sneaking in time to see each other when Takuya came over, or asking Yamagishi if you could come with him when he went to Takuya’s place or when he hung out with him.

However, after the small incident Takuya made sure to be more weary not leaving much alone time between you and your boyfriend.

Which means you didn’t get to see Takuya for long periods of time.

———— (timeskip, I'm a lil lazy.)

Yamagishi was working, you and Takuya were hanging out with you in the house you and your older brother shared.

Cuddling each other closely in bed, without a worry in the world.

Takuya pulled you in close and slid his hand down “I haven’t seen you in a long time, Y/N.” you let out a breathy gasp.

“Gishi gets back today, he could be here soon.” you told Takuya to leave earlier, but you had fallen asleep and he was just too comfortable to move away.

“Please.. Y/N.” Takuya gave your ass a light squeeze, whispering into your ear.

“f..fine.” With that Takuya quickly undressed you and himself, the two of you quickly intertwined lips together and broke into a heated makeout session.

Takuya broke the kiss and started to leave hickeys over your neck and shoulder grabbing onto your hips and enjoying the sweet moans leaving your mouth.

He moved his hand down and squished the soft plush of your ass making you moan loudly.

Takuya turned you around and made you face ass up, grabbing a bottle of lube from your night stand drawer.

“Oh wow, this is half empty. You’ve been enjoying yourself while I was gone haven't you?” he laughed to himself seeing how embarrassed you got.

Covering his fingers in the half used up lube, Takuya started prepping your hole and shoved his fingers in. Moving them quickly, making you let out the most porn worthy moans before hitting your prostate.

“T..takuyaaa~!” your dick was leaking precum at the sensation, Takuya added another finger.

“Calm down, we might be alone but if Yamagishi comes home he's going to hear you sweet thing..”

You nodded your head and tried to cover your mouth but with the way he was moving around you, he could feel how close you were to cumming.

Feeling how you were tightening around his fingers , he pulled out. “hnghh!” you whined loudly and tears welled up in your eyes at your restricted release.

He put lube on his cock and slowly shoved it in, spreading you apart and enjoying the sweet sounds coming out of your mouth.

He didn’t care if Yamagishi came in the house and heard this, the feeling of your tight hole and the sounds of your sweet moans.. he was so close to cumming.

Hitting your prostate over and over again until both of you came, Takuya getting so lost he came inside you “ah.. shit.. sorry baby, I didn’t mean to..”

“It's fine..” you were out of breath, the sticky sensation inside you feeling a bit weird.

Takuya grabbed both of your clothes which he practically ripped off earlier, he handed you a towel to clean yourself and the sheets.

You and Takuya were mid dressed when you heard the door open and a gasp, followed by angry yelling.

Even if he hadn’t seen anything, seeing his worn out little brother with hickeys all over the place and a shirtless Takuya. Yamagishi already figured out what happened.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU.”

To say your older brother was BEYOND furios that day was an understatement, he ignored you and BANNED Takuya from your home.

Only accepting you and Takuya dating after you begged him crying to him.

#tokyo revengers #male reader #x male reader #bottom reader #tokyo revengers x male reader #takuya yamamoto #yamamoto #yamamoto x reader #takuya x reader #takuya x male #yamamoto x male #yamagishi #x malde reader smut #male reader smut

[hoeforinarizaki]

FOREVER HERE.

Type: Headcanons

Nekoma x Manager!GN!Reader

Summary: Since you wanted to join a club to pass the time, now you pretty much were recruited into the boy's volleyball club as a manager. How did this happen again‐?

Warnings: Bad Pun Jokes, Nekoma VBC being simps

Nekoma:

NAW BECAUSE THEY ARE SO CHAOTIC?? 😭

Literally Kuroo will not stop his subtle flirting, and not to mention the terrible pun jokes it comes with.

You began to rethink your choices of becoming their manager at some point, i know it. From the amount of stupidity they gave you...how are you still alive?–

Lev always sticks around you. He's probably developed a puppy crush on you and it's so adorable hrgghh 💕

Kenma doesn't often talk to you, but since you play games as well i guess it just kind of clicked.

Ya'll are inseparable so everyone is highkey lowkey jelly~

"KenMAA stop hogging them!" "They hung out with me and chose to stay with me first. Shut up." He spoke an actual sentence, that's surprising 🤠

Now, don't even get me started on Yamamoto. Dude is a feral (Y/N) simp and will never stop being one 💀👌

Can't reach the shelf? He's on it! Forgot your bento? Hehe, maybe you can...share?~ Feel cold? Have his jacket! Totally not an excuse to make it smell like you–

Everyone catches on quickly and for real, you swear you can feel their gazes burning through you omg 😭

Fukunaga loves it when you laugh hard at his jokes.

And PLSSS Inuoka tries so hard to act chill around you but end up tripping or looking bad in the end, poor guy–

During every match, don't worry about having any other team checking you out the boys will literally turn into actual cats and be HOSTILE 100% 👹

Like this emoji 🏃 they will run to you at full speed and intimidate everyone so bad. Their eyes be glowing like don't mess with them buddy.

Yaku and Kai is in charge of making sure everyone isn't doing anything weird when you're not there.

But cannot actually since they might a little more chaotic when you're sick...DAMN why are they crying? You won't die from a little fever chill 💀

Despite all that, Yuki tries his best to be noticed by you.

Boy always thinks you don't care because you barely even breathed in his direction.

But that changed when you greeted him the next week at school and gave him a small bag of his favorite cookies. Like he was so shocked 😃💅

Ma'am you fr right now?–

These guys will not let go you, sorry, but no one else is allowed the manager position like you.

Kuroo comes to you one day like, "Are you like copper and tellurium? Because you're CuTe." Please stop him, he won't until you actually say it–

Now him, Yamamoto & Lev are all telling you stupid pickup lines and now you can't escape it MUAHAHA 👹

Take it or receive it. You have these boys for the rest of your school life...and maybe even for the rest of your life.

They ain't loosing contact with you wdym pff 💀 so i guess, you're forever here. In nekoma.

#haikyu x reader #haikyuu!! #nekoma high #anime x y/n #anime and manga #x reader #nekoma hcs #nekoma x reader #kuroo testuro #kenma hcs #yaku morisuke #kai nobuyuki #yuki shibayama #fukunaga x reader #yamamoto x reader #nekoma x manager #lev haikyuu #inuoka x reader

[whatisreggieshortfor]

Prank War

Prank war goes to far. But manager Y/N knows how to fix it.

Yamamoto x gn!reader

SPLASH

Frozen not even a foot into the door way, you register the panicked expressions on your players faces- their prank did not go as planned.

Lev tripped, having attempted to run away, and fallen onto his back only to try and scurry on his long limbs and run into Inuoka.

You could practically feel the vein twitching in your forehead. Goddamit Yamamoto…

Kuroo had thought it was harmless, helping Yamamoto pull a prank on Kai to destress before Inter Highs, the team had been working hard and Kai was easygoing enough that it should have been fine.

But of course, as everything with a team full of hormonal teenage boys, it soon escalated to a war that you and the coach did not care to intervene with- upon the stipulation that you were both left alone. But you always knew that this war wouldn’t end if you didn’t end it.

Kenma had his games hidden- there was fear running rampant through the players until they finally showed up on the bench at the end of practice.

Yaku had all of his gear moved to the top shelf in the club room, where he refused to ask Kuroo or Lev for help to get it- until you finally dragged the captain in by his ear when you found Yaku trying to climb on top of stacked chairs to reach it.

Lev had his clothes swapped, needing to hold his new shorts every time he moved so they wouldn’t fall, because Kenma decided at his height he should dress proportionally whether he was proportional or not.

None of the players seemed to be safe from it, and they all tried to target Yamamoto, as he was the war’s instigator.

But they failed.

Walking into the gym, it should have been a normal day. Just warmups, laps, some three on three practice. But instead here you were, soaked to the bone and shaking from cold after three of them dumped buckets of ice water on you. Your clothes, your shoes, your bag, schoolwork, team notes- all of it was waterlogged. Your face, no longer clouded with shock, fell into scowl, your jaw snapping open, “KUROO!”

“Oh, no…” the captain muttered, panic lacing his features as he looked around for any means to escape, only to know he was trapped.

You were a very easy going manager- you kept them on task, you dished out praise when they felt low and honest humbling when they needed brought down from an ego high. You kept them hydrated, kept the gym clean, and defended them against strangers no matter which player was criticized.

But right now, you were fuming.

“Every. Day.” You growled as you stomped across the gym floor toward him, “EVERY DAY you lot have been playing new pranks on each other. I have been trying and trying to patiently wait it out- but this is too much!”

Kuroo expected to get hit. Slapped, punched, kicked, something.

But instead, as he squeezed his eyes shut to brace for it, all he felt was something damp lightly tap against his chest.

Blinking, he looked down to see you pressing a wet envelope against him.

“Give this to coach.” You looked defeated, “I can no longer be your manager.”

Gasps and arguments rippled through the gym as he stood there dumbfounded, Yaku tried to stop you- to talk you out of it, by the looks of it. But you just shook your head until you finally stepped back through the puddles they had made at the door, and kept going until you were gone.

“Yo, bros!” Yamamoto came strutting into the gym a few minutes later, everyone immediately turning glares mixed of anger and guilt his way, “What’s going on?”

“Ask your stupid prank accomplice.” Kenma snapped, shoving past him and marching out the door. The first years followed him, too dejected to stay and even try to practice, until eventually he was left alone with the third years.

“What the hell did I miss?”

Kuroo just didn’t look up, which said a lot without saying anything. Nothing really shook the guy, never like this at least. His face looked lost, upset, anxious. When he opened his mouth, even though his words were quiet, they echoed off the walls of the nearly empty gym, “Y/N quit.”

“WHA- What do you mean!? Y/N wouldn’t just quit!”

“Would if they happened to be caught in the middle of your stupid prank war.” Kai sighed, looking let down, “I knew this whole thing would cause trouble.”

“So did I, but we’re just as guilty.” Yaku muttered, still looking distraught, “We did nothing to step in and stop this. I watched that moron Lev talk Inuoka and Shibayama into helping him.”

Yamamoto didn’t stick around to listen to the rest of their guilt or self pity, he was flying back out the door.

There were a lot of times he tried (and failed) to convince you to let him walk you home after practice since you both joined the club in your first year. And there were a lot more times that he managed to get you to say yes.

So he ran.

He was a simp, that’s what everyone called him. It wasn’t a way to flirt, he may not be smart but he wasn’t naive enough to believe you took him seriously. He gushed your praises, appealed to your vanity, never said anything you wouldn’t want to hear. Now he had one thing that you needed to hear. He needed to apologize.

The team couldn’t lose you because of his stupidity. He couldn’t.

The gate in front of your house rattled so loudly you could hear it over the music playing on your stereo, confusion flooding your mind about who could be in such a hurry at a thundering series of knocks that almost shook the door hinges. You opened it curiously, peering through the crack as you kept running a towel over your hair. When you realized who it was, you let the door swing open, giving him a bright smile, “Hey, Taketora, what brings you here?”

You knew damn well what brought him here, but why would you make things easy for any of them at this point? Yamamoto hadn’t planned much- there were a lot of things he always wanted to say to you, but right now you needed to hear just one. So he bowed, not even having entered the home, “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I never meant for you to get stuck in this. I’m going to tell the guys tomorrow that I apologize, I never should’ve let it run rampant like it did. Just please- please don’t leave us.”

You blinked, words escaping you. “Tora-“ you sighed, “Come inside. Please, Tora.”

He shuffled in, not looking anything like the over confident boy you had come to know, he didn’t even comment on it being the first time he’d been allowed in your home. Didn’t say a word about seeing you outside of your uniform or gym clothes without the other guys around. “I don’t want you to leave the club because of me, Y/N.”

Sighing, you couldn’t help but give him a soft grin, “Don’t worry about it, Tora. In the club or not, we’re still gonna be in each other’s lives, right? As long as you want me, I’ll be there. I promise.”

“Of course!” He answered quickly, blush filling his cheeks at just how hasty his response really was, “I want you in my life forever, you know that, don’t you?”

It was your turn to blush. You’d been with Nekoma for a while, you knew that a lot of Yamamoto’s personality was mirrored in his Karasuno counterpart, Tanaka, and it presented in the day to day flattery you, and any attractive person that gave him the time of day, was showered in. But this was a serious statement, it left tingles up your spine as you gaped at him for a moment. Until a chuckle slipped past your lips as you patted his hand, “Glad you could finally mean it, Taketora.” When he looked up in shock, you just pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Don’t worry too much about the club, okay? I know you guys will be just fine.”

When Yamamoto finally went home- after he insisted that he needed to properly take you on a date to make for the prank pulled on you- he sighed to himself. You never actually agreed to come back to the club. You might still be in his life, but what would the guys do if you didn’t stick around as their manager?

Walking into practice the next morning, none of the guys were enthused to actually practice. They knew they needed to, Inter Highs were coming whether they were ready or not, but they were even more let down when you weren’t in the gym waiting.

Tears immediately flooded Yamamoto’s eyes, he really thought he could’ve gotten through to you. Covering his face as the coach walked out, he was ready to be told you weren’t coming back. You were his partner off the court now, that would have to be enough for him.

Coach Yamamoto cleared his throat, “As you’re all aware, these pranks have gotten out of hand. I’m sure you’ve all learned your lesson by now.”

Choruses of confirmation could be heard, the Mohawked boy’s being the loudest, before the sound of the door opening drew their attention, “I’m glad to hear it, boys.” Shock and confusion ran through them as your laugh filtered into the air. Winking, you stuck your tongue out at them, “And that’s how you prank to end a prank war. Pull that shit again-“ you eyed your new boyfriend seriously, “And you’ll be back to cats with no master. You get me?”

Kai covered his smile for a moment, but he couldn’t contain it when you held your hand up to high five him and Yaku.

The rest of the team was offended that they knew you were lying about quitting, but it was quickly over shadowed by the shock of seeing you give the second year spiker a good luck kiss before practice started.

Masterlist

#haikyuu #haikyuu x male reader #haikyuu x trans reader #haikyuu x female reader #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #haikyuu yamamoto #yamamoto x reader #yamamoto taketora

[rebornologist]

for the nsfw emoji prompt, ⛓️ 🚗 🏖️ for yamamoto? thank you 🥺💓

Takeshi Yamamoto ♡ NSF/W Headcanons Hii lovely anon! Sorry it took a while to get to your req ;; Thank you for dropping this into my inbox <;33 ༚✧⁺˳₊˚‿︵‿︵‿୨୧ · ˳ · ♡ · ˳ · ୨୧‿︵‿︵‿˚₊˳⁺✧༚

Yamamoto and car sex do not mix well, namely because it is a very small enclosed space, and he is a tall individual that is definitely more used to taking up space than fitting into tight corners. It would definitely be a heat of the moment thing for him to engage in anything like that, maybe when he particularly misses his partner and decides that they just have to while the vehicle is parked right in the corner of the lot between some bigger SUVs. I think you’d have better luck lodging yourself however you can in the nooks and crannies of the car and sucking him off, which he would greatly enjoy, but he would much rather take the car home to properly fuck you.

I think that he’s open to but very picky about sensation play. He likes cooler, wetter, buzzier? and softer sensations than anything hot, prickly, or stingy. The latter kind of makes him cough and freeze up and absolutely kills the mood, so no dripping wax on this guy, but ice cubes are a go. It’s probably because he runs warm to begin with and doesn’t particularly enjoy being even warmer. Of course, he copes with it when he’s doing anything.. physically strenuous.

He loves the beach! He loves the feeling of the sand beneath his feet and the sun’s warm rays on his skin. He’s a ball of energy and can run, swim, build sandcastles, and play beach volleyball all day if you were there for it, but the beach is also one of the spots where he’s fully ready to lounge and nap under the sun while listening to the crashing waves. He’s certainly not opposed to getting a little nasty by the sea, but he can be a bit clumsy so I hope you’re fully prepared with as many towels as you can bring or else you’ll be very.. exfoliated, after the act. Takeshi is strong, so he can easily hoist his partner up to sit/lean on a large rock (with a towel laid over it ofc) while he absolutely goes to town on them. There’s nothing more romantic than spending the day with your lover playing in the waters, and ending it with wrapping your legs around him and running your fingers through his damp locks as he worships you under the moody sunset.

fin.

#khr #hitman reborn #khr headcanons #katekyo hitman reborn #khr x reader #khr imagines #khr smut #yamamoto takeshi #yamamoto x reader #takeshi yamamoto #hitman reborn headcanons #katekyo hitman reborn x reader

[haikyuufanficwriting]

Chapter 10: Yammamoto

Prompt: (Character) hurt their ankle and is laid up with a cast and crutches. Reader is sitting next to them, doodling little hearts on their cast to cheer them up. Character: Yammamoto ________________

Playing sports can cause bodily harm. All athletes know this, accept this and still continue their respective sports. While its not a guarantee, there’s still a big chance you could get a serious injury.

People know this, it isn’t a secret. The only thing is most people wouldn’t think it could happen to them. They think they’re careful enough, cautious enough, that the likelihood of something happening turns slim to none. Some athletes might even think they’re invincible.

It was a simple accident. A foot had slipped coming down from a spike, and it left Yammamoto curling on the floor in agony. As Nekoma’s manager, you had seen this often, mostly from Lev, but it wasn’t specific to him. Everybody has accidents, but by the way Yammamoto’s face twisted in pain and tears welled in his eyes, you knew it was definitely a lot worse than previous falls. He was the kind of guy to show toughness and bravado and focused a lot of his power on guts and other ‘manly’ things, especially if a girl was watching. So, even you knew it was bad when he caved into the devastating pain he was feeling.

Long story short, he came to morning practice the next day with crutches and casted foot. Along with a totally depressed energy, though you could tell he was trying to repress it. You understood how he was feeling, as anyone who played a sport would be. Being injured at any time was detrimental, missing out on how many practices and time to improve.

What surprised you most was that he even came to practice at all. If you were in his place, and if you loved volleyball as much as he did, you wouldn’t even want to come near the court until you could play yourself. It would be too hard to watch others steadily improve while you stood in your place. Frustratedly still.

Yet, here he was, setting on the bench, watching. Observing. Keeping his eyes trained on each of the players. Studying their movements. Learning from them.

Needless to say, you were impressed.

After the practice had finished, you along with the team had started to clean up the gym.

“He kept staring at me.” You overhear Kenma complain to Kuroo, and it causes a little annoyance to flare up in your chest.

You’re not entirely sure why. Maybe it was because you thought the team was lucky to have someone so committed to training and them. You definitely wouldn’t complain about something as trivial as someone watching you play, but you digress.

“He’s just trying to learn Kenma, leave it be. In his position it’s the best he can do.” You miss the look Kenma and Kuroo share as you go to pick up the balls littered around the court. You do, however, catch the look Kuroo gives you as you stand back up. Eyes light and playful. You immediately narrow yours in suspicion.

“What?” Your defensive voice makes Kuroo chuckle.

“You and Yammamoto have gone a long way, huh?” You could tell what he was referring to. Back when you two were in your first year, you and Yammamoto definitely didn’t get on the right foot. Being a girl and wanting to sign as up as Nekoma’s manager, Yammamoto wasn’t the best on keeping his feelings to himself. Whenever you were at practice, or if you bumped into each other in the halls, he just stared at you with such feeling, you could practically see the hearts in his pupils. At first you tried to ignore it, but the more it continued, the more irritated you got.

You lasted about a month before you snapped. You remember vividly waiting for the boys to change and come out to morning practice, when you saw him staring at you through the gym doors. He must’ve changed early to watch you. Your lips curled in annoyance. You remember whipping your head to him, clearly showing him that you noticed his presence. You remember his face paling at your expression.

“Oi! I don’t appreciate you staring at me! Now I’ve let you be for the past month, but I’ve had enough! Stop acting like I’m the only girl you’ve ever seen. If you have something to say to me, just say it. You’re always preaching to Kozume about guts, don’t tell me you’re all bark and no bite!” You voice hints at a silent challenge to him. You figured this would lead to one of two scenarios. One, he backs off and leaves you alone, or two, he’d talk to you and start treating you like a human.

Well, one thing you’d learn to admire Yammamoto for, is his ability to step up to a challenge. You see his chest puff up, as he steps into the gym, and your eyes shine with surprise.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t think I was worthy of talking to you!” He says with such a serious demeanour, eyes stone cold serious. You raise a brow.

“You didn’t think you were worthy?” You repeat, in a tone to suggest how absolute ridiculous it sounded and hoped that was enough to relay the message that it was complete nonsense. Still, he stood by it.

“I just think someone as pretty as you should only talk to people you deem worthy.” Woah. You didn’t expect that compliment to hit you as hard as it did, nor the light blush to form on your cheeks. Yammamoto isn’t a charmer, not by any means necessary, but you know now that he makes up for it in his genuineness. He isn’t one to make something up to make you feel better, and that’s why his compliments seem more like truth then kindness.

The gym was filled with silence, you trying to mentally articulate a sentence without seeming like an embarrassed middle schooler.

“…You’re allowed to talk to me, you know. I deem you ‘worthy’, or whatever. Just stop staring.” You mumble the last bit, losing all the bite you had previously, feeling your entire face heat up for some odd reason. You chalk it up to embarrassment, before quietly saying you were going to fill up some the water bottles, knowing you’d already filled them up. You quickly exited the gym, not even seeing the biggest smile form on his face.

Ever since then, you found more and more respect for him.

Sure, in the beginning, talking to him was a little awkward, but as the months passed, he finally stopped seeing you as this untouchable goddess and more of a person. It was like the more he realized, the more comfortable he was talking with you, and you actually began to enjoy conversing with him. Like you could see him as a friend.

Starting your second year, you’d start calling him Tora, and he’d start calling you by your first name as well. Looking back on how much he’s grown, you could feel nothing but pride. Proud about him being a good friend, proud of him becoming Nekoma’s ace, proud about the fact that no matter how many times you thought you’d seen everything, he always managed to keep you on your toes.

You were just proud to be his friend. And proud of how far you’ve both come.

So, seeing him on the bench as everyone went to change to their uniforms, almost broke your heart. You knew there was nothing you could do to sate the utter frustration and sadness he felt.

But the most you could do was try.

“Hey Tora.” You started, sitting next to him on the bench. You hear a quiet greeting but nothing else. You bit your lip in unease.

There really nothing you could say, all comforting words drying up in your throat. You know that anything you say wouldn’t fix the problem, so, logically, the best thing to do is to distract him. Bring his mind somewhere else.

While trying to figure out a distraction ploy that wasn’t obvious, your eyes spot your schoolbag. Trailing your eyes back to his cast, your mind lights up with an idea. You excitedly scrambled to your bag, leaving Yammamoto to give you a curious gaze, turning surprised when you bring out your pencil case.

“Can I sign your cast?” You get a sense of Déjà vu with the empty silence that fills the gym.

“What?”

“You don’t have any signatures on your cast, can I put one on?” You wave your marker between you fingers, almost giving him a pleading look. His reaction is immediate, but he tries to hide his flush by looking away.

“Uh, um… Sure.” You flash him a smile, before taking your seat again and taking his leg to your lap. You were sure to be extremely careful with it, as to not cause unneeded discomfort. Again, neither you nor Yammamoto speak, both listening to the sound of the marker on his cast.

Yammamoto only looks back when he hears the cap snap back onto the pen.

“Tora… One of the things I like about you is that you always surprise me. No matter how many times I think you’ve done it all, you continue to push my beliefs. Please don’t let this stop you from exceeding my expectations. Alright?” Yammamoto is left speechless by your confession, and doesn’t have any time to say anything as you place his leg back on the floor gently, and quickly exit the gym, trying to hide your blush as well, cursing yourself that you said something so cheesy. What is this, a rom com?

Yammamoto sat there, before pinching himself to confirm that you just said those words. Once feeling the stinging sensation and confirming the fact that he's not dreaming, he looks to see what you wrote on his cast.

Make a speedy recovery, ace. We’re counting on you - (Last Name) (Name) Is written in elegant font, and with two small hearts on either side. Those alone make his heart stop.

Crap, He thinks. I might’ve just fallen in love.

#fanfic #drabble #haikyuu #writing prompt #writing #humour #nekoma #nekoma x reader #fluff #haikyuu fluff #yamamoto x reader

[forever1kay]

random boyfriend texts - tokyo revengers edition

Pairing: Multiple TR characters x black!reader (implied fem)

Note: I’ve been overthinking this thing for days and changing it constantly. It’s done now but I still don’t like it- I hope I have the mental capacity to do a part 2 soon because I did a Akkun one but didn’t realize I already had 10 images so-

Warnings: Some of these may seem slightly ooc, Drake (I know some people don’t like him idk why tho), mentions of divorce, kids, motorcycle accident (nothing too serious), use of the n word, sex tape (y/n didn’t know anything about it), 6ix9ine, Ran Haitani. Let me know if I forgot anything!

HAIKYU!!||JUJUTSU-KAISEN||MY HERO ACADEMIA||SK8 THE INFINITY||RANDOM ANIME BOYS - Links not yet available! All coming soon...

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Ken Ryuguji (Draken)

Manjiro Sano (Mikey)

Matsuno Chifuyu

Baji Keisuke

Mitsuya Takashi

Takuya Yamamoto

Shinichiro Sano

Ran Haitani

Naoto Tachibana

Takemichi Hanagaki

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© forever1kay 2022,

#lovekaia #kaiaxmanga #kaiaxanime #tokyo revengers #draken x reader #mikey sano x reader #chifuyu x reader #baji x reader #mitsuya x reader #yamamoto x reader #shinichiro x reader #ran haitani x reader #naoto tachibana x reader #takemichi x reader #black coded reader

[sunkeji]

Types of boyfriends; haikyuu edition

a/n: This was all my fatigued mind could think of so hmu if you think there's more

The constant need for attention gang: the clingy boyfriends that crave for constant attention and validation from you. They will may become upset when you don't respond to them immediately. Either chaos erupts or it's just them sulking.

— Oikawa, Bokuto, Hinata, Terushima, kunimi, Goshiki, Lev, Yamamoto, Atsumu, Nishinoya

The constant need for physical contact: They really enjoy constant physical affection, such as holding hands, hugging, or cuddling. Some part of their body will always be in contact with yours. Be it face, arms, legs or whatever else his itchy hands can grab hold of.

— Oikawa, Bokuto, Tendou, Kenma, Suga, Osamu, Suna, Nishinoya

The emotionally constipated: His face is probably the last thing from being expressive, but his heart and mind has hundreds of things he wants to say to you. You're the love of his life, and he wants you to always be happy. He may not be a man of many words, but the way he stares at you holds a thousand.

— Ushijima, Kyotani, Tsukishima, Kageyama, Iwaizumi

#kuroo x reader #tendou x reader #nishinoya x reader #oikawa x reader #bokuto x reader #Hinata x reader #terushima x reader #kunimi x reader #osamu x reader #atsumu x reader #suna x reader #ushijima x reader #iwaizumi x reader #kyotani x reader #tsukishima x reader #kageyama x reader #yamamoto x reader #lev x reader

[hinahaikyuu]

adult sleepovers. Nekoma.

years after high school the team would still get together every other Friday for movies, candy, snuggles, and a good time. it’s been years, and yet here you are, the team still coming together like nothing ever changed, a moment where you can step back in time. something simpler. something more like home. until they try to figure out who on the team you had a crush on. 

this is a little self indulgent piece, because I love Nekoma.  I’ll see about turning this into a second part, maybe a third if anyone is interested. please leave a comment or reblog with the tags who you think it is or who you want it to be. 

→ this is not beta read | i will die on this hill. 

pt 2. here

all works owned by @hinahaikyuu​— please do not plagiarize, copy or modify my works.

If there was one thing that never changed, it was your payday sleepovers. Not everyone would always be able to show up, but your door was always open into college and adulthood for these nights. Every payday Friday you and your old team would get together in your living room, with futons and pillows and blankets galore. 

“Hey yn. I got the drinks you asked for and some ice.” Kuroo smiled, grabbing the plastic bags at his feet and stepping inside your apartment to set them on the counter. Kenma was already there, laying out the futons and fluffy blankets. You stood in the kitchen, grabbing a small bowl for the ice before putting the rest of the bag in the freezer. “Who all was coming tonight?”

“Yamamoto is gonna make it, and Inuoka. Yaku’s flight just landed an hour ago so he will be here soon. Lev was picking him up from the airport.” You smiled, tossing a wrapped pastry to Kenma on the couch. 

This was a tradition dating back to high school. The 2012-2013 volleyball team would get together every other Friday to your parents house for a movie marathon. Eventually they turned into sleepovers and when you became adults it settled into your apartment. You didn’t mind though, it was a great way to keep the team together, they were all very respectful and helpful in your space after all. 

“What’s this..?” Kuroo asked, looking at a box on the table. He had opened the lid to see a bunch of letters. 

“Oh, those are all some old letters.” You spoke, biting off the end of Kenma’s pocky stick before standing again. “Back in school I would write out letters to myself and some to you guys for some therapy practice.” 

Kuroo shuffled through the envelopes, “Ohh, this one was the one to Akaashi? You never did tell him about that crush on him did you..”

“Shut up. I told you it wasn’t Akaashi I had a crush on.” You took the envelope out of his hand and put it back in the box. “If you’re just looking for drama then you can leave the box alone.” Your ears perked at the knock on the door, opening it with excitement. Inuoka and Yamamoto had carpooled together, and you welcomed them in with big hugs. 

“Yn!” Inuoka lifted you in his arms having wrapped his around your waist. Yamamoto made a face when you wrapped your legs around So’s waist as to not have them dangling and dragging. It was a habit from high school, whenever you were sad and he gave you a hug he would lift you up, eventually you started wrapping your legs around him and holding onto him tightly when the hugs no longer were sad hugs, but hugs of affection and endearment. Setting you down, you turned to Yamamoto, giving him a hug and a peck on his cheek. 

“Hey now, where’s my kiss?” You let go of Yamamoto to see Yaku standing there with Lev in the doorway. Yaku was always confident, and always a good friend to you. You laughed, walking over to toss his arms around him in a hug as well before sharing a glance at the rest of the boys, before turning back to Yaku and giving him a little peck on his lips too. Pink dusted his cheekbones, while you chuckled at everyone's reaction. 

“No fair! That’s favoritism!” Lev complained, leaning down and putting his head on top of yours. You chuckled, and patted his cheek. 

“What makes him so special..” Yamamoto pouted, grabbing a bag of chips off the counter. 

“It’s not like she won’t give you one if you ask.” Kenma chimed in, hearing Kuroo in agreement. Affection was how you showed your boys you loved them, it was your language of love. 

“Well Yaku is special because he came to visit us all the way from Russia.” You pipped in, grabbing his suitcase and closing the door behind them. He took it back from you with a smile. 

“I know where to go.” He walked off towards your bedroom, grabbing his other bag from the hallway. Lev took a drink off the counter and sat down on the fluffy floor with Inuoka and Yamamoto. 

“He makes all that money but he still stays with you instead of getting a hotel?” Kuroo chimed in, sending you wiggling eyebrows as you rolled your eyes. 

“It’s just for tonight. He couldn’t get in until the last minute so we just decided he would stay here for the sleepover, like all the rest of you. Don’t turn it into something its not.” You through his arm off of you, before stepping into your bedroom, after a moment walking back out with some more blankets and pillows from right off your bed. “He’s gonna take a quick shower then come join us. I’ll get dinner order-”

“Oh don’t worry about it!” Lev chimed in, “Yaku already ordered from our favorite restaurant back in school, should be here soon.” 

“Wait what-?” You looked off confused, throwing the mass of fluff at your former captain and sending him into Yamamoto on the floor. “I’m the hostess, I’m supposed to get the big stuff here.”

“You made me get drinks.”

“I literally sent you the money via Venmo you geek.” 

“You should let us spoil you once and a while too.” Lev spoke, standing in front of you.

“Honestly, yeah. You have like five friends who make bank compared to you.” Kuroo spoke in again, earning a smack from Kenma behind him on the sofa. It took Kuroo a moment to realize what he said, before looking back at you. “I’m sorry, that’s not what I-”

“No.. no it’s fine. I know what you meant. It’s okay.” Your independence was something important to you, you wanted to be able to do what you do yourself. You didn’t like asking for help anymore, and you felt like you had no choice. The boys know of your ex, and how he broke you down into being nothing more than a clingy, broke, not the girl I fell in love with, partner. It was toxic, it was borderline abusive, and you still had to heal from that. 

“so anyone, did anyone else know that yn has these love letters written to all of us from high school?” Kuroo changed the topic, he did know you well, he knew that this was a fun alternative and you didn’t take anything teasing from the boys to heart, you knew that better. 

“oh my god, there not love letters!”

“Mine was.” Yaku teased from the doorway of the bathroom, towel around his head and completely dressed in an old t-shirt and a pair of basketball shorts. You rolled your eyes and sat on the couch, patting between your legs. Just like in high school he sat on the floor in front of you while you ran the towel through his hair. You did this for all of them, taking turns when they would shower off or just soak there head in the fountain. 

“You got a love letter from her Yaku!?” Lev leaped, leaning on his knees. “I thought yn had a thing for Akaashi?” you dropped your hands. 

“I did not have a thing for Akaashi!” Yaku reached behind him, grabbing your hands and putting them back on his head. 

“You did say you liked a volleyball player back then, you were always so vague.” Inuoka smiled, handing you and Yaku both a drink from the counter. “Can I be next?”

“Sure.” you giggled, opening the can and taking a drink. “I remember what I said, and I never gave anymore hints. Why do you all think it was always Akaashi?”

“You were always smiling around him, and laughing and talking and always seemed like a good time. He’s tall and handsome and we thought you were into that.”

“Hold up.” You paused. “You noticed that with Akaashi, but not with someone ELSE on the team?” 

“What do you mean?” Kenma turned, putting his phone down and looking at you skeptically with the rest of the team. “Yn, was your crush on someone on Nekoma?”

You smiled, and stood, and walked away. “If you can figure it out, then I’ll let you all read your letters.” 

#haikyuu #haikyuu drabble #kuroo x reader #reader x kuroo #kuroo tetsurou #tetsurou kuroo #kenma x reader #kenma kozume #kozume kenma #reader x kenma #yamamoto taketora #taketora yamamoto #reader x taketora #reader x yamamoto #yamamoto x reader #taketora x reader #inuoka x reader #reader x inuoka #inuoka so #so inuoka #yaku morisuke x reader #reader x yaku morisuke #rader x yaku #yaku x reader #yaku morisuke #morisuke yaku #keiji akaashi #akaashi keiji #reader x akaashi #akaashi x keiji

[strawwritesfic]

Takeshi Yamamoto x Female!Reader: But Uh-Oh Those Summer Nights [Ch. 6]

Summary: “Summer lovin’ had me a blast / summer lovin’ happened so fast.”

Challenge: “10 Summer Events” by someone on Lunaescence Archives.

Ratings/Warnings/Tags: T (Sexual humor; sexual dialogue; summer vacation; comedy; fluff; eccentric grandparents; Grease references; Takeshi & Hayato & Tsuna; Takeshi & Hayato & Tsuna & Reader; Reborn & Tsuna; Reborn & Reader; Original Character & Reader)

Pairings: Takeshi Yamamoto/Reader

Tag List: @imaginesfire​

Master List

Chapter 6: Really Hot Weather

It didn’t take long for the glow of love to fade into something more like your usual personality. Well, not in the presence of a certain boy, at any rate. Tsuna and Takeshi still had to go to summer school, after all, which meant you still had to spend the majority of your days with Hayato instead. And if anyone thought that your dating Takeshi would change Hayato’s view of you, well...

“For the love of–” you said. “Could you put that thing out for two seconds? You’ve been smoking since we got here!”

“What’s it to you?” Hayato asked, taking a lingering drag on the cancer-stick in his hand. He didn’t so much as bother to look at you as he did.

“It’s already hot out here. I don’t want my lungs burning, too.”

“I don’t have to listen to you. The Tenth is my–”

“I know!”

You rubbed your temples. For goodness’ sake, why did Hayato have to be so irritating? It wasn’t as though you actually enjoyed being ticked off at him, but his attitude combined poorly with the heat. In a tone of forced patience you said:

”I know that you only listen to Tsuna. But secondhand smoke isn’t good for other people, and it’s really rude–”

“Gokudera! [Name]!” 

You looked around as Tsuna’s voice called out to you from across the school grounds. He and Takeshi had been let out just in time; four on the dot, and right before Hayato gave serious consideration to stuffing his cigarette down your throat to shut up. 

Speaking of, Hayato stood up a little straighter as the other two boys approached.

“Were you waiting long?” Tsuna asked worriedly.

“Not at all, Tenth!” 

You rolled your eyes. Determined to ignore Hayato’s gushing, you grinned as Takeshi arrived, then grabbed his arm.

Takeshi slid his arm around you. “Nice to see you, too. And how was your day?”

“I’m really beginning to hate summer school,” you said with a pout. “Hayato is so mean to me all day without you there to protect me.”

“Like hell I am, woman!” Hayato said. 

You winced. You had thought he would be too busy with Tsuna to hear you. Quick as tack, you changed tactics.

“For that matter, my name isn’t woman!” you shot back. “It’s [Name], and you’d do well to remember it.”

“Like I’d  go out of my way to remember the name of any girl that idiot would want to date!”

You opened your mouth to send another scathing insult Hayato’s way, but Takeshi stopped you by stepping in between you and Hayato.

“Hey, now. I think the two you have seen enough of each other for one day.”

“We’ve all seen enough of her for our entire lives,” Hayato muttered. 

You scowled and took a step forward, but Takeshi laid one hand on your shoulder and pushed you back, smiling.

“And it’s really hot out,” he continued as if Hayato had not even spoken. “So I think I should take [Name] home and make sure she’s okay…and that she doesn’t bother Gokudera anymore,” he added at the look on Hayato’s face.

“Are you sure, Yamamoto?” Tsuna asked, looking slightly nervous as he looked from one boy’s face to the other. 

Takeshi laughed, pulling you closer. You gave Tsuna a small smile yourself. It was quite a struggle not to betray that the heat was so bad you already wanted to shove your own boyfriend about ten feet away from you.

“Sure thing, Tsuna!” Takeshi said. “We’ll come by this evening to finish our homework, okay?”

“If you say so. Bye, Yamamoto. Bye [Name].”

“Bye, Tsuna!” you called as Yamamoto steered you away. “Don’t let Hayato annoy you too much!”

And with that, you pulled on Yamamoto’s hand and ran off down the sidewalk before you could hear Hayato’s retort.

******

“Ugh. It's so hot,” you said. 

About thirty minutes after escaping from the nefarious clutches of Hayato, you were around lounging in your grandmother’s living room. Truth be told, it wasn’t much cooler there than it had been outside the school. You had your legs draped over the back of the armchair as you fanned your face with a decorating magazine.

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” Takeshi said. He sat a few feet away at the kitchen table, a no-longer-sweating water bottle clutched in one hand. “Does it not get this hot where you live?”

“Not this hot. This is ridiculous. We need a way to beat the heat.”

“Well, you could always take more clothes off.” 

You sat up, ready to gape at Takeshi for giving you such a strange suggestion. It took you several seconds to realize that your grandmother had walked into the room and the suggestion had come from her.

“Grandma!” you said indignantly.

“What? You’re practically naked anyway,” she said, eyeing the outfit you were wearing, which really was not that impressive as far as public nudity went, seeing as it consisted of your bathing suit top and a pair of shorts.

“I like it,” Takeshi said with a smile.

“Trust me, kid, you’d like her even more with it off,” she said as she pulled a chair out and plunked herself down next to him. “If you’re going to wear that little, [Name], you might as well go whole hog and do it.”

You paled. 

Takeshi laughed. “It? What are you talking about?”

“Then again, you’re supposed to do that to warm up, and I guess that wouldn’t really help today.” She looked over at you still splayed across the chair. “Still, might be fun, if you can get this one to understand the basics.”

“No,” you said flatly. It was too hot to get riled up at her, and there would be no harm done anyway since Takeshi seemed to have no idea what she talking about. 

Your grandma shrugged. “Maybe some other time, like when you come for Christmas break.”

“Hey, I have an idea!” Takeshi said.

“Really?” your grandmother asked as you said, “What is it?” 

Instead of answering, he stood up and walked toward the door. “You’ll see. Be right back!”

******

Takeshi returned fifteen minutes later. He was not out of breath in the slightest, though you could not say the same for yourself after you opened the door to find your boyfriend wearing nothing but a pair of swim trunks and carrying what looked to be a very overstuffed bag.

“Um…” you tried.

“I’m back!” he said. 

He slipped around you into the mildly air conditioned house, but he did not stay there for long. Before your grandmother could even remark upon your good taste in men’s butts, he slid the back door open and stepped outside. You blinked after him, shut the front door, and followed.

When you arrived, he was already busy with his plan. There, sitting in the middle of your yard, was an inflatable kiddie pool, already blown up and being filled with water from the hose.

“Like it?” Takeshi asked. 

You nodded.

“See, I thought this might make us a little cooler, and we wouldn’t have to take off all of our clothes like your grandma suggested.”

“Right,” you said. 

“Go ahead and put the rest of your swim suit on while I finish this up. I promise it’ll be ready by the time you’re back.”

“Back in a flash!”

You could not rush to your bedroom, close the door, and get your bottoms on fast enough, it seemed. True to his word, the pool was full to the brim with water when you returned to the yard. Takeshi remained exactly where you’d left him, and when he caught sight of you, he grinned.

“Ta-dah!”

“It’s amazing! Great idea, Takeshi!”

“It is,” he agreed. “There’s just one thing missing.”

“What’s that?”

“You!” 

Before you could react, before you could defend yourself, he picked you up and threw you gently into the pool. You blinked away the water from the splash and glared up at him.

“Takeshi!” you shouted. 

When he continued to laugh instead of apologize, you grabbed his arm and tugged him in after you. Needless to say, you both arrived late to Tsuna’s…late and very wet.

#fan fic #straw writes #reader insert #second person pov #challenge fic #fluff #khr #katekyo hitman reborn #reborn! #takeshi yamamoto #yamamoto takeshi #yamamoto x reader #yamamoto x you #yamamoto x y/n #takeshi yamamoto x reader #takeshi yamamoto x you #takeshi yamamoto x y/n #yamamoto takeshi x you #yamamoto takeshi x y/n #yamamoto takeshi x reader #khr x reader #khr x you #khr x y/n #reborn x reader #reborn x you #reborn x y/n #katekyo hitman reborn x reader #katekyo hitman reborn x you #katekyo hitman reborn x y/n

[heartsoji]

NEKOMA

⭐︎: drabble ♡: fic/scenario ☼: headcanon

INUOKA SO

SHIBAYAMA YUKI

HAIBA LEV

KOZUME KENMA

falling in love w/ him ♡

cuddles + stormy weather + only one bed ⭐︎♡

with an s/o that's scared of thunder ☼

treating his wounds ⭐︎♡

"not my fault. yours." ⭐︎♡

"truth or dare?" ♡

who would confess first ☼

with a curvy s/o ♡☼

FUKUNAGA SHOHEI

YAMAMOTO TAKETORA

protective bfs who say they're chill ☼

NOBUYUKI KAI

YAKU MORISUKE

KUROO TETSURO

with an s/o that's scared of thunder ☼

ALL

what the hq boys' canonical drink orders are with little to no explanation ☼

#LMAO its basically just kenma #i love kenma btw #could u tell #inuoka x reader #shibayama x reader #lev x reader #kenma x reader #fukunaga x reader #tora x reader #yamamoto x reader #yaku x reader #kuroo x reader #nekoma #nekoma x reader

[tuliharja]

I just remembered a few days ago that Yamamoto x kinda reader fic that I wrote last year or so, that I never published. Now I kinda want to post it, but I still remember how the person who betaed it to me, all but called it garbage, because reader-san wasn't at all likable in their mind, so ditto. I'm again unsure if I should grace the fanfiction world with my bad writing or not... (Or, should I just go full anon in AO3 and publish it.)

#tuliharja talks #tuliharja wonders #tuliharja's midday ramblings #about writing #fanfiction #fanfic #bleach #bleach fanfic #bleach fanfiction #genryusai shigekuni yamamoto #yamamoto x reader #it's kind of like reader as I use third pov of the s/o #to be honest I didn't really ask my beta for any feedback but they just gave me their crushing opinion #in that sense I suppose I should be thankful as I never posted it so no reader could call out to me about my unlikable reader #then again what do you expect when it's about rejection and feeling mad and yes I painted Yamamoto as an a-hole so what? #apparently only those who already are in the manga or anime a-hole can only be written as such everybody else have to stay nice #delete later

[rebornologist]

Xanxus, Squalo & Yamamoto ♡ Relationship + Kink headcanons ✧ REPOST

tumblr ate my post (it probably got flagged but idk how else to cope so I've dug it back out of my google drive to repost it) If you've seen this already, I'm sorry. If you haven't, I'm still sorry.

♡ Xanxus

Doesn’t let you off the hook just because he’s in a romantic relationship with you; In fact, he has very high standards for who he would deem a worthy partner, to be seen with him, to be his arm candy, to fight alongside him, etc.

You were definitely the one to woo him, mostly with your impressive work as a hitman and the occasional bending over in front of him to pick up the reports you dropped before handing them over to him. He knows that you’re far too careful to accidentally drop them, so he’s only amused by the games you’re playing and enjoying the eyeful. It takes quite a bit of brains and skill to stand out to him.

He keeps it very much on the down-low, he believes in your capability to protect yourself, but it’s only natural to keep your relationship under wraps because that’s vulnerability, babes! He knows you’re too smart to get caught and ransomed.. but there’s still a nonzero chance if there’s a target on your back and that doesn’t sit well with him.

You just happen to be seated next to him at every organized dinner event, adorned in the fattest diamond rings and gold necklaces, with luxury furs and a beautiful smile on your face as you laugh along with his men. Guess it pays well to be "just a Varia officer".

♡ Superbi Squalo

I’m biased as hell but I think he’s a fairly sweet and simple partner. He remembers most anniversaries, is surprisingly sentimental, and is overworked but tries to make time for you. Unfortunately, it means that he’s unlikely to be with someone high maintenance, he just has too much on his plate already, and his partner should be a solace for him, someone that both appreciates him for all that he does and doesn't add more expectations for him to meet.

Oh to get fresh sashimi omakase dinners for your anniversaries with the best sushi chefs (Tsuyoshi Yamamoto, ofc), you tease him and try to get him to play little drinking games with you and y’all reminisce your best and worst times that you’ve experienced together. The more liquor you get into this man, the softer he gets, and he will absolutely ramble on and on about you.

Squalo didn’t really know how to take people on dates for the longest time, because he committed himself to the art of the blade, or whatever... so his best shot at taking you out initially was just a fancy candle lit dinner and dessert. He didn’t know what to talk about, and his hair almost caught on fire with the open flames, but you laughed it off and found him super charming regardless, because you knew him outside of the whole dating scene as one of the most handsome, dedicated, and impressive men you’ve ever met. He didn’t have to do a lot of work to sweep you off your feet, even though he did try.

♡ Yamamoto Takeshi

He’s such college sweetheart material, have fun attending all of his games! You either get to tag along for away games (good luck keeping up with your coursework) or he calls you every night that he’s out of town to update you on how he’s doing.

You’re one of his biggest supporters, and he relies on you more than he wishes he did. I see Takeshi as a fairly monogamous man, and being raised in a traditional household, he withholds a lot of his emotional vulnerability, and alas, it’s kind of dumped on a significant other. On the bright side, you make him happier just by existing and being in his life. He feels so lucky to have you, and thanks his ancestors for blessing him with your presence every day.

He seems like a childhood-friends-to-lovers type of guy, which is super funny to me because he also seems like a notorious friendzoner! Yes, Takeshi, they definitely invited you over to hang out alone, as friends, in their room, with the lights dimmed, as friends, with a bottle of wine, looking at you like they want to kiss you breathless, as friends. (He knows, he's just avoided addressing it with everyone that he didn't reciprocate feelings for.)

You had to sit him down and tell him that you wanted him in more than just a platonic way, and you watched as he turned beet red, clumsily asked a few clarifying questions, and had to excuse himself for a moment to process the information.

He shares some of the most ridiculous bits of gossip with you! He’s a social butterfly that seems to be in every circle and people share everything with him since he’s such a good listener and tactful enough to not blab.. except for to his partner! You get annoyed with him for not asking the important questions to dig up more tea, to which he just giggles and shrugs like “I’m sorry, they just told me all of that unprompted! Do you want me to ask next time..?” (to which you’d scream “NO THAT’D BE TOO SUS”)

Voted number one most likely to hit a home run and sprint over to the stands to steal a kiss from you before running the bases. He almost got penalized for it, but they let it slide because everyone thought it was really cute teehee

Ngl idk what to write for kink HCs anymore I’ve written about their kinks enough

✧ Xanxus

I think.. Xanxus is a bastard, and when you sit him down in thebedroom to talk about kinks for the first time, he has the most blankly confused expression on his face because “what the fuck are those?” (HE’S ACTUALLY SO STUPID LORD HELP US)

You furrow your brows and rephrase the question; “so… what are you.. into? sexually,”

You do not get a good answer out of this man because he’s so repressed dear lord.. He grumbles about just being like.. into fucking, or whatever.. and you decide to just lay out what you like first, and let him respond with whether he agrees or disagrees. The discussion goes much smoother that way. He was much too invested in the whole ‘being the 10th generation boss of the Vongola’ thing to think too hard about his sexuality during his developing years.

He likes to get kinky with his partner because he likes his partner. He doesn’t particularly consider himself a kinky person, he’s just full of sexual energy and open to finding new outlets for it, especially anything that’s particularly intense. He does not like to be a gentle dom, and he gets impatient easily, so don’t count on him to play along with anything for too long before he just jumps your bones.

Generally speaking, he tends to be quite rough, or at least intense; he tends to like.. cum (yours and his).. dirty talk, and marking (giving/receiving), and y’all have recently come to terms with the shared affinity for predator/prey play in the bedroom.

He tends to agree with what kinds of kinky activity to engage in with his partners as his partner proposes them. Bring in some dark chocolate syrup next time and he would probably eat it all up ;)

Completely unarmed (though he could never truly be unarmed), he steps out of the shower to find you waiting for him, scantily clad and leaning against the wall, batting your eyelashes. It’s going to be that kind of night, huh... He snorts quietly under his breath, and a small smirk dances across his features.

With a few taps of your fingers, you turn and run, hiding in a corner until you hear him approaching. You dodge him and slip from his grasp a few times before he finally knocks you over and pins you to the ground, roughing shoving a knee between your legs and holding your wrists above your head.

You giggle, kicking up at his hardened muscles and squirming. He buries his nose in your neck and inhales your scent before biting down roughly on your shoulder. “Quiet, bunny.” He grumbles, and you whine in what could easily be satisfaction. You were in for a long play session.

✧ Superbi Squalo

He’s considered his kinkiness before. He doesn’t really know how to list them straightforwardly, because he also thinks of it as ‘I just like what I like’, similarly to Xanxus.

I’m not sure what this is called, but I think he’s definitely christened every shared space with you. The kitchen island is not safe from your lovemaking, the shower is not safe, the bathroom counter is not safe.. the couch, however, is. He thinks you look beautiful when you’re completely drenched, and nothing makes his day more than receiving a tasteful and slightly fogged up picture of you getting nice and clean in the bath. He often enjoys joining you in the shower to hoist you up against the wall just to kiss and caress down your entire body. It’s times like this where you tend to be less careful with digging your nails into his back, as you hold on for dear life in the slippery space. He wears the marks with pride.

He does get off on semi-public risky business on occasion, but it’s specifically when he has close to zero chance of getting caught. He doesn’t admit it, but he does enjoy you teasing him through his pants under the safety of the tablecloth at dinner, with onlookers believing that you’ve just got a hand innocently placed on his thigh. He side-eyes you with a raised eyebrow, as if to tell you to knock it off, but it does nothing but spur you on until he whispers for you to meet him on the balcony.

And that you do; you excuse yourself to “use the bathroom”, and he later follows with a mumble of “let me make sure they’re okay..”

That’s how you find yourself hidden out of plain sight behind a sharp corner, pinned up against a wall, in a spot where you’re unlikely to be spotted. The cool night air makes you shiver as it hits the wetness between your thighs as he roughly tugs your underwear aside, grumbling under his breath about how “damn impatient” you were, and how you’re “such a fucking brat”, but you know that he loves that you’re his fucking brat.

There’s something so raw and hot about you biting down on his gloved hand as he fucks you from behind, muffling his own sounds by kissing your shoulder while his other hand wraps around you to work you to your climax. He’s not often a fan of quickies, but there’s something so special about it being a quickie in this specific context.

✧ Yamamoto Takeshi

I actually deny what I said 3 years ago about him being only a dom, he’s a soft dom and a very good little subby puppy

He’s fairly vanilla, especially compared to what usually comes to mind with the rest of the KHR cast, but he enjoys anal play for both himself and his partner, and is sooo down to be pegged please bend him over nicely and sweetly

He doesn’t really enjoy sensory or impact play, because he’s not a fan of pain for either parties, but he has a lot of fun with dirty talk, role-playing, and anything more.. mental? The physical acts of intimacy are already so much for him, and you’ll still be in for a ride because he’s got stamina. He can just go and go and go and go..

He has never said this outright to you, but he kind of enjoys being edged, and the few times you did it accidentally, he came so hard that he saw stars. He proceeded to breathlessly ask if you could do that again, and when you asked, “what do you mean? Do what again?” he found himself stuttering in front of you like it was the day he first asked you out.

He can be a bit of size queen, and he loves watching his partner try to take his whole cock in their mouth, and the mean side of him doesn’t want to let up even when they gag or tear up; he thinks it’s so sexy, and one day he finally gets brave enough to let some praise slip when they gag, spurring them to take him even deeper.

If his partner is okay with it, there’s something so hot to him about cumming on them; be it their face, their chest, their stomach, ass, or back.. He cums quite a bit and it goes pretty far. He definitely failed to warn them beforehand (not on purpose) and felt so terrible when it got everywhere, but he also... instantly got hard again.

He has a habit of holding your hand in some way in most positions, but if you ask him nicely, he’ll release them to let you run your hands down his body :’) if you’re face-to-face with him, he likes intertwining your fingers, and if you’re facing away from him, he might… hold you by your wrists or lay his hands over yours. The constant contact is a regular thing with him.

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