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Ours. - Chapter 2!

A/N: Gosh, I wasn't expecting this to have such an overwhelming response! Thank you all for your reblogs and likes, it really means the whole world!!

Warnings: hair pulling, sloppy blowjobs, sub!yamaguchi, dom!tsukishima, degradation (slut, whore), fingering, use of pet names (angel, good girl) not really a warning but the boys are referred to by their first names MDNI 18+

You looked at yourself in the mirror, flattening the skirt of the forest green dress that you were wearing. Your hair was slightly curled, falling in little ringlets along your forehead. It was weird, getting dressed up like this, but you were told that you were going to a fancy restaurant, so you needed to look the part.

When you first moved in with Kei and Tadashi, you saw the two of them as your best friends. Tadashi more so because he would always let you come into his room and tell him about anything that was on your mind. He knew more about you than anyone else, including when you lost your virginity at that high school party. Kei also knew things about you now that you were close, and sometimes took the liberty of teasing you about things. A soft knock on the door brings you back to reality.

"Come in." You say, adjusting the neckline on your dress.

Tadashi walks in, a soft smile on his face. He wears a nice pair of khakis, a navy blue button down, and his favorite dress shoes. He looks absolutely adorable and you can't help but return his smile.

"You look stunning." He says. "I knew that dress was going to look amazing on you."

"Thank you Dashi." You reply, looking down at the skirt. "It has pockets!"

You giggle as you spin, hands in the soft pockets of the velvet dress. Tadashi chuckles, shaking his head softly. "Are you excited?"

You look up at him, taking your bottom lip between your teeth.

"I'm nervous." You admit. "I don't know why."

"Well, I was terrified on my first date with Tsukki." Tadashi says, sitting on the edge of your bed. "It's totally fine to be nervous. Is there anything I can do to ease your nerves?"

You smile, running your hand through Tadashi's hair. He leans into your touch, something that he does whenever you play with his hair.

"I don't think so," You say softly. "I just feel like I need to make a good impression for some reason."

Tadashi giggles and looks up at you. "You already made an impression, angel." He says. "That's why we want to do this. You're so beautiful and amazing and we want to make you ours."

You feel your cheeks flush as you look down at him, his cheeks also sharing a similar crimson.

"C'mon you two!" Kei calls from downstairs. "I made a reservation, so we need to leave in the next 10 minutes."

Tadashi stands up, giving you a grin before kissing your cheek. "I promise it's gonna be okay." He says. "You look beautiful. And don't mess with your hair, I promise it looks perfect."

At the restaurant, you sit next to Tadashi in a booth while Kei sits across in a chair. Like Tadashi said, it's super fancy. There are so many people in dresses and suits. Each table has a chandelier illuminating it and a bouquet of roses sitting in the center of the mahogany wood.

"Wow, this place is gorgeous." You breathe, looking around at the surrounding decorations. "How did you get a reservation so quickly?"

"I know a guy." Kei shrugs a shoulder. "I wanted a place that was almost as gorgeous as you."

The flush on your cheeks seems permanent as the two boys dote on you the entire evening. Tadashi peppers kisses along your face and neck, making you giggle, while Kei places his hand on your knee under the table.

It's dizzying in a way. You'd fallen for the boys sometime last year, when you were sick with a stomach bug. Both boys had taken the day off work to care for you. It was so out of character for Kei, even when he wore a mask and would tsk at you whenever you did something that he thought was 'too strenuous'. He showed you that there's a secret, loving side of him underneath that harsh exterior. It first presented itself when he took your temperature and it was a pretty decent fever. You'd never felt so cared for.

A soft nibble on your earlobe sends you crashing back down to earth again. You gasp and shiver, making Tadashi chuckle.

"Stop daydreaming, Y/N." Kei teases with a grin. "We're talking to you."

"S-Sorry."

"As I was saying, the relationship that Tadashi and I have isn't exactly traditional, obviously." Kei starts, taking a sip of his water. "Have you ever heard of a dom and sub dynamic?"

You fight the urge to roll your eyes. "Yeah, I know what that is."

"That's what we are." Tadashi says with a smile. "Tsukki takes such good care of me."

You give Tadashi a smile, remembering how he would sit in your room for hours, gushing over Kei and everything that they did. Even if it was 3 am and he woke you up.

"If it's okay with you, we'd like to add you into the equation." Kei says, hunger in his eyes.

"How would that work?" You ask. "I've never...done this before."

"You'd basically be dating both of us, and we'd be dating each other as well." Kei explains. "A polyamorous relationship. Everything is equal, we would all love each other the same."

You nod slowly, taking in the information. You weren't expecting Kei to completely dumb it down for you like that. It did seem interesting though. Having two opposites. Kei's dominant and straight forward nature mixed with Tadashi's submissive and timid nature seemed to appeal to you like nothing else ever had.

"We'll go slow, I promise." Tadashi said.

You nod as Kei fiddles with his tie, something that you observed when he's nervous. His eyes were still filled with lust and hunger, but his hands shook. It was clear that he didn't want to mess this up.

"I'd like to try it." You say. "I know you boys will take care of me."

Back at home, you quickly get out of your dress to shower. As beautiful as a velvet dress looked on you, it was a bitch once you got sweaty in it. Who even thought about putting long sleeves on a dress anyway?

You're showered and in comfy clothes in about a half hour, which is pretty incredible since you usually took such long showers that the hot water would run out. You sit on the couch, curled up with your book. As much as you enjoyed the two boys, they really interrupted you right when the book got good.

You're engrossed in the chapter you're reading when Kei comes downstairs. His heart pangs in his chest as he sees you wearing one of his shirts. It hangs off your shoulder in a way that makes him nearly drool. He needs to mark your skin, needs to hear the sounds you make. So, as you finally get to the good part of the book yet again, you feel his lips on your neck.

You let out a gasp, shivering at the contact.

"K-Kei, I was just getting to the good part." You whine, a moan leaving your lips as he bites down.

"I still can't believe you read for fun, you nerd." Kei mumbles against your skin before licking the now bruised area.

Tadashi walks in, instantly pouting. "I wanna play with her too!" He whines.

With a nod, Tadashi is now kneeling as your legs are spread.

"Pants off." Kei orders in your ear. "Panties too."

You do as you're told, slipping out of your pajama bottoms and favorite panties. Tadashi licks his lips, hand already palming himself through his pants.

"Can I please taste her?" He asks, large amber eyes looking up at Kei.

"It's up to Y/N," Kei says, smiling at you. "What do you say, pretty girl? Want our boy to make you feel good?"

You nod, nearly panting already.

"Words, whore."

"Y-Yes please." You whine.

In an instant, Tadashi's lips are on your cunt. His tongue flicks up your folds and circles your clit. You barely have time to gasp before a moan tumbles out of your mouth. Tadashi hums as he tastes your juices, tongue prodding your hole.

"That's a good boy," Kei praises, tugging on Tadashi's hair. "Make our girl feel good with that slutty mouth of yours."

Tadashi moans against your pussy, sending electricity through you. Your hands find their way to his hair and tug him closer. You're nearly humping his face already.

Tadashi pulls away for a second, your slick covering his mouth and chin. "Can I finger you, angel?" He asks, swallowing thickly.

You whine at the loss of contact, nodding your head. You arch your back as Tadashi goes back to eating you out, gently nipping on the skin of your inner thighs as one finger rubs against your hole. Slowly, he inserts a finger, immediately finding your g-spot. He presses it with a harsh suck to your clit and you cry out.

"That's it, slut." Kei growls, palming himself roughly. "Cum all over his fucking face."

Your eyes squeeze shut and your mouth is open in a silent scream as you begin to unravel. A high pitched moan leaves your lips as your thighs press against Tadashi's head. Your heels dig into his back as you cum on his face, juices dripping down his finger. He laps at your cunt as you finish cumming, hair sticking to his forehead.

"Such a good boy Tadashi." Kei praises. "Isn't he good, angel?"

"S'good Dashi." You manage, swallowing. "S'good for me."

Kei runs a hand through your slightly sweaty hair. He presses a kiss to your temple, smiling against your skin.

"How do you feel?" Kei asks.

"Good." You breathe. "So, so good."

Kei nods, cupping your chin so you look at him before crashing his lips to yours. The kiss is everything you imagined it would be. Rough, possessive, dominant.

"Do you want to continue?" He asks.

"Yes please."

Soon, it's your turn to kneel, as Kei tugs his pajama pants down. His cock springs out, precum nearly dripping from his swollen tip. Kei sits down, legs spread slightly.

"Let's see how good you are at oral." He says, running a hand through your hair. "Suck my cock, angel."

You look at his cock. Despite his slightly thin appearance, Kei's very thick. The tip is pink and swollen, precum finally making its way down his shaft. You wrap your fingers around the base, watching as Kei's hips twitch slightly. With your other hand, you swipe your thumb over his slit, causing him to hiss. Using the precum as lube, you pump his cock.

"I said," Kei groans. "Suck my cock, slut."

You lick a stripe up from his balls to the tip before sucking the head into your mouth. Kei watches, eyes glazed over as you gently suck the head of his cock. He's in awe of how quickly you've made his balls tighten just from a little lick.

"Go ahead, take more of me." Kei orders.

You ease more of his cock into your mouth, breathing through your nose as you relax your throat. Tadashi watches from the couch, his own cock being pumped like his life depended on it. Kei thrusts, making you lurch and gag on his cock, spit falling down your chin.

The noises Kei makes are primal as he fucks your throat. Your eyes water as you drool. Looking down at you, remnants of mascara dripping down your tear stained cheeks, how you're holding onto his thighs as he fucks your throat, Kei's starting to fall in love.

"G-G'na cum down your throat, whore." Kei grunts, his thrusts growing sloppier. "Don't swallow."

You feel Kei's warm cum paint your throat before he pulls out, cum spurting on your lips and chin. He wipes his cock along your face, spreading the bubbly cum all around.

"That's my girl." He says with a smirk. "Covered in my cum. Come add to it Tadashi."

With a whine, Tadashi cums on your lips as well, one rope landing on your forehead. Soon, you're completely covered in cum, and you honestly feel hotter than you ever have.

You look up at the two boys, who are looking back down at you with such adoration it almost makes you cry.

"Such a good girl for us." Tadashi says, smiling at you.

"So beautiful." Kei adds, running a hand through your hair.

After showering a second time, you meet the boys in Kei's room for aftercare. You're almost instantly snuggled between the two, Kei's arms wrapping around your waist as Tadashi nuzzles up to your chest. You're so warm and fuzzy that the throat pain is almost worth it.

You adjust yourself so you're looking at both of them.

"I made up my mind." You say.

The boys both turn to you.

"About what?" Tadashi asks before gasping. "Wait, really???"

You just giggle, running. a hand through his hair with a nod.

"I'll be your girlfriend." You say.

Tadashi squeals, hugging you tight. Kei sighs with relief, nuzzling his face in your hair. That evening, you fall asleep in the safety of their arms, and you don't even mind the feeling of Kei's semi-hard cock on the small of your back.

You're safe. Protected. Theirs.

Taglist (aka my new best friends): @awkwardaardvarkforever @driftwoodsun shookykookie30 ti-mame bollzinurmouth

This has not been proofread, so I hope it's good! As always, thank you so so much for all the love on my stuff. It seriously makes me smile whenever I see new tags or a reply. Love yall!

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tsukiasaurus · 1 year

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this art style is literally the absolute cutest thing ever im crying

Plant lover Suga that also got requested a while ago🌱

#suga 😭😭#sweet angel bby

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tsukiasaurus · 1 year

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Ours. - Tsukiyama x Reader (+18) Ch. One!

A/N: Here it is!! The long awaited first chapter of this series!! I hope you all love it!

Warnings: One instance of degradation, very slight exhibitionism

Reader is afab, female presenting, and used she/her pronouns.

This is a poly fic, and if anyone has any suggestions or corrections, please let me know! I’ve never written a poly relationship before, so I hope I do this justice.

Tadashi Yamaguchi and Tsukishima Kei were practically attached at the hip. while they weren’t “exclusive”, everyone knew that the two had something going on. It was obvious. Between the hushed whispers that were shared between the two of them, the shy glances and the knowing smirks, everyone knew. Especially you.

You had known the two boys for a few years now, and had gotten close with both of them. You actually considered the two of them your best friends. So much so, that they asked you to move into their shared apartment when you were looking for a place to stay.

Thankfully, the boys were usually respectful of your living conditions. Only engaging in ‘activities’ when you were out or when they knew you would be asleep. You would always know when they had done the deed while you were out if Tadashi’s face was flushed when you greeted him and if Tsukki was particularly snarky and confident.

Both boys were very attractive, there was no denying that. It seemed like every other day that either of them were getting new love letters placed delicately onto their schoolbags between classes. You knew that girls fawned over them, even if they were seeing each other. You knew that they were both openly bi, so the idea of dating a girl wasn’t exactly out of the realm of possibility, but they were also very much in love - according to Tadashi.

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After a particularly rough day at school, you entered the house with a sigh, tossing your bag into the corner where it always went before kicking off your shoes. You made your way to the kitchen to grab some iced tea - Tadashi found a recipe online one day and it’s all the three of you ever drink - to calm down. Taking a sip of the sweet drink, you can’t help but smile. The boys are so good to you.

You hear rustling upstairs, followed by some groaning. Your heart seems to stutter in your chest as your breath gets caught in your throat. You can almost hear Tadashi moaning and pleading, the words ‘please…g’na cum’ suddenly registering in your mind as your eyes widen.

The boys were usually good with assuming when you’d be home from school, but to be fair, you had stomped home earlier than usual. You find a seat on the couch, scrolling your phone to try and distract yourself from the noises upstairs. You’d been reading a very good book on your phone, so maybe if you put some headphones in and read, the noises would drown out.

You open the books app before heading to your bag to search for your headphones. Unfortunately for you, the spot where you keep your bag is right at the base of the stairs. You try and be quick, but not before hearing some degradation.

“Atta boy, look at yourself.” you hear Tsukishima say. “Look how you come undone on my cock, leaking all over the sheets like a whore.”

You feel heat pooling in your stomach as your cheeks nearly flush as red as your sneakers. It felt so wrong eavesdropping on their intimacy like this, but you couldn’t help it. Plus, you were trying to distract yourself.

For a moment, the moans get louder as Tadashi cries out, presumably cumming all over the sheets. You hear him thank Tsukishima a few times before everything falls silent for a moment. Finally, you find your headphones, scrambling to the couch before you can get caught.

Your hands seem to shake as you place the headphones in your ears and turn some soft music on. You’re sure that your blush has finally calmed down while you get into the book. Tadashi comes down the stairs, hair messy and face red. His eyes widen as he looks at your figure, curled up on the couch reading on your phone.

You can see him out of the corner of your eye, but you force yourself to continue to read. Tsukishima follows Tadashi, smirking at the slightly shorter boy. You hear him say something, but it doesn’t register. Tadashi sits on the couch, and you can tell he’s mortified.

“Hey Dashi.” you say, taking a headphone out with a smile. “You just wake up?”

You can see how Tadashi physcially relaxes as you play dumb. You hear Tsukishima snort but choose to ignore it. Tadashi manages a nod.

“Y-yeah,” he says. “Didn’t sleep too well last night.”

“I hope you got some decent rest.” you say, turning back to your phone, still smiling. “I know how much you love sleeping.”

Tadashi nods, his cheeks still flushed. Tsukishima grabs two water bottles from the kitchen, handing one to Tadashi. He takes it with a grateful smile, taking a small sip.

“How was school?” Tsukishima asks, sitting on the recliner. You shrug.

“Same as usual, total shit.” you reply. “I don’t know why people keep trying to push my buttons.”

“Maybe,” Tsukishima starts, crossing one leg over the other. “Because you’re fun to fuck with.”

You roll your eyes. Tsukishima always said that you were fun to mess with, ever since he found out how hotheaded you got when frustrated. Tadashi would always try to smooth the situation, which usually resulted in the two of you gossiping in his room until the sun started to come up.

“I’ve been told.” you reply, placing your headphones in your lap. “But it’s not right if someone keeps teasing me about shit i cant control!”

You feel anger bubbling up in your chest as Tsukishima smirks. Tadashi silently pleads with him to drop it, but of course he doesn’t. Tsukishima loves seeing you get all riled up. He does it on purpose most of the time because you’re hot when you get mad.

“What, did they call you short again?” Tsukishima teases. “You’re like a chihuahua, tiny and full of anger.”

You slam your phone onto the couch, glaring at Tsukishima. He just smirks at you, crossing his arms on his chest. In all honesty, it was hot seeing him so cocky. You chew your bottom lip.

“You’re an asshole.” you snap, standing up. “All you do is fucking pick on people and laugh at them! I’m tired of being the punch line of your short jokes!”

Tsukishima walks over to you in three long strides. He towers over you, smirking down. He does this to Tadashi to fluster him, but all it does is make you horny.

“You look so cute when you’re mad.” you don’t expect Tadashi’s voice behind you.

You turn, eyes wide. “Wh-what??”

Tadashi just gives you a sweet smile, standing up as well. He walks over, putting his hands on your hips as he leans in, breath on your neck.

“We’ve been meaning to ask you,” Tsukishima starts, brushing some hair out of your eyes. “We’ve been wanting to add someone to our little circle, fucking them and taking care of them. Would you be interested?”

Your head is spinning. You aren’t that short, but the boys still tower over you. And the mere thought of the two of them using you makes you weak in the knees. There’s suddenly a wetness sitting in your panties.

“What do you say, pretty girl?” Tadashi leans down, pressing a kiss to your neck as you gasp.

“Give her some time to think about it Tadashi.” Tsukishima’s voice is sweet yet firm, so Tadashi nods as Tsukishima turns to you. “But I’d like to talk to you about it later, if you’re interested.”

You nod, letting out a soft breath as the two boys turn on the tv, quickly finding something to watch. All of your anger is gone, replaced with confusion and horniness. eventually, You settle down a bit, watching the show that the boys put on.

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That evening, you’re in your room, typing away at your laptop. School sucks, but you still want to pass and get your degree. With writing being such a large part if your schooling, it was inevitable that you’d be cooped up in your room.

There’s a soft knock on your door, pulling you away from your work.

“Come in.” you say, looking up.

Tsukishima opens the door, giving you a soft smile. “Do you have a minute?”

“I’m sure my essay can wait a minute.” you reply, quickly saving the document and closing your computer so you can give him your full attention. “What’s up?”

“I wanted to talk to you about what i said earlier,” Tsukishima starts. “I wanted to make sure that we didn’t make you uncomfortable.”

You were slightly shocked at how sweet Tsukishima was being. Ever since he started dating Tadashi, he became nicer. Of course, he still had his asshole moments like earlier, which was a given, but you noticed a stark change in behavior to you and others that he tolerated. He smiled a lot more and was actually trying his best to make sure that Tadashi was okay and that you were okay as well.

“Oh, you didn’t make me uncomfortable.” you say. “It just took me by surprise.”

“I’m glad that we didn’t make you uncomfortable.” Tsukishima says, a soft blush covering his cheeks. “But I wanted to go over some things so that stays the same, is that okay?”

You listen to Tsukishima talk about his relationship with Tadashi, how he was the dominant one and Tadashi was the submissive one. You knew that already, as it was blatantly obvious, but you just nodded along.

“Basically, we wanted to also be in a relationship with you as well.” Tsukishima says finally. “It was originally Tadashi’s idea, but i liked it too.”

You were shocked, looking up at Tsukishima with wide eyes. Both of them wanted to date you? But how would that work?

“If you want, we could take you out on a date so you can talk with the two of us.” Tsukishima adds. “You w have to give us an answer right away, but I just want you to know that you don’t have to say yes if you don’t like the idea.”

“No, I like it.” you admit, a bit quicker than your liking.

Tsukishima’s eyes widen. “Really?” he asks. “You do?”

You nod, taking your bottom lip between your teeth as your face burns. Tsukishima smiles as he stands up.

“Awesome,” he says. “Tomorrow at 7, be ready cutie.”

Tsukishima leaves with a wink, shutting your door behind him, leaving you too stunned to go back to your work. Your essay may have to wait more than a minute.

I’m so proud of this first chapter!!!

Taglist: @awkwardaardvarkforever @driftwoodsun

#tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #tsukishima kei smut #haikyuu smut #haikyuu!!#haikyuu fic #tadashi yamaguchi #yamaguchi x reader #yamaguchi x tsukishima #tadashi x reader #tadashi yamaguchi smut #yamaguchi smut

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tsukiasaurus · 1 year

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ours. - poly!tsukiyama x reader

hi everyone!! i’m currently working on the small fic that i posted about. i wanted to tell you all about it before i actually post the story itself.

there will be heavy bdsm themes in this, including a dom/sub relationship, slight bondage, collaring, and pet play. and in classic tsukishima fashion, there will be degradation.

the reader in this story is afab and uses she/her pronouns. there isnt a specific height mentioned, but you’re shorter than both boys. reader is also slightly chubby (hi slight self insert) and this plays a significant role in the story.

im working on it now, so i hope you all enjoy it when it’s out!!

first ever taglist!!!: @awkwardaardvarkforever

#tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #tsukishima kei smut #haikyuu smut #haikyuu!!#haikyuu fic #haikyuu headcannons #haikyuu headcanons #yamaguchi x reader #tadashi yamaguchi #yamaguchi tadashi #tadashi x reader

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tsukiasaurus · 1 year

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thats it. gonna be writing a poly tsukiyama x reader fic. planning it out now

#i have been inspired #im just a slut ok #tsukishima kei #kei tsukishima #tsukishima kei smut #kei tsukishima smut #haikyuu smut #tadashi yamaguchi #yamaguchi tadashi #tsukishima x reader #yamaguchi x reader #haikyuu x reader

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tsukiasaurus · 1 year

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visiting him at work | tsukishima kei (18+)

hi im writing this at work while waiting to go home. unedited and intentionally lowercase. hope you like!

warnings: heavy kissing, thigh riding, some biting, kei cums in his pants (and so does reader)

reader is afab and uses she/her pronouns!

tsukishima has been working long hours at the museum between sendai frogs games, and you’ve barely seen him more than 10 minutes all week. you send him a text that you’re coming to the museum to see him, to which he leaves you on read. its not an uncommon occurrence for him to do that, but this time it made you pout.

the museum is basically deserted when you get there, and if your boyfriend wasn’t working there, you’d be sure that it was closed. as you walked in, the receptionist greeted you with a smile.

“hey there, y/n!” she said. “kei’s giving a tour right now, but you can go wait in his office if you want!

she was always cheerful, and her happiness always rubbed off on you. seeing her smile always made you smile. you were sure that she was the only one in the museum who loved her job just as much as kei did.

you thanked her and walked toward kei’s office, a space you have grown quite used to. it was a small room with a cute little desk. there were a few pictures of dinosaurs on the walls as well as footprints matching the dinosaurs. on his desk there were a few small framed photos. one of the karasuno high school team, one of him standing with kogane and kyotani, and one of you and him.

you sat in his chair, admiring the picture of the two of you. sugawara had taken it at the team reunion that tsukishima invited you to. you sat in his lap, arm around his shoulders and clearly laughing at something someone had said. you assumed it was nishinoya because he always made you laugh.

tsukishima walked into his office, jumping nearly three feet in the air when he saw you.

“jesus christ, y/n!” he gasped, a hand over his heart. “you almost gave me a fucking heart attack!”

you just giggled, twirling in the swivel chair that you were sitting in.

“i told you i was coming!” you said. “but you were out being a good employee and giving a tour.”

tsukishima rolled his eyes. “what brings you here?” he asks, leaning against his desk. “you usually only visit when you’re bringing me food, and i don’t see my favorite food.”

you chewed on your lip. “i missed you.” you said softly. “you’ve been working so much and i barely saw you this week!”

the pout that rested on your lips melted tsukishima’s heart every time without fail. he hated seeing his babygirl sad, even more so when he was the cause.

“get up.” tsukishima ordered, motioning to the side of the room.

you do as you’re told, walking to the wall. tsukishima sits down in his chair, looking over at you. he pats his lap with a small smile.

“come sit.” he says.

you sit in his lap, legs spread over his lap. he wraps his arms around you, giving the fat of your ass a squeeze. you gasp and look at tsukishima, who only smirks.

“can’t have my baby miss me too much.”

with a small adjustment, you’re straddling his thigh as he kisses you roughly. you whimper against his lips as your hips stutter involuntarily, grinding your center on his muscular thigh. no matter what you did to satisfy yourself on the nights that tsukishima was on the road, nothing would feel nearly as good as his thigh. you tried everything. humping pillows, that vibrator that tanaka bought you for your birthday as a joke, and even a dildo that was just as big as kei was. nothing worked.

tsukishima looked at your hips as you mindlessly ground them on his thigh. your knee grazed his crotch, giving him just enough stimulation to get hard.

“so desperate already, aren’t you?” tsukishima coos, caressing your cheek. “missed my cock so much, didn’t you?”

you nod, babbling as you continue moving your hips. the sensation is unmatched, and you feel yourself getting closer.

“missed you so much.” you whimper. “missed you making me feel good, ah!”

you moan as tsukishima sinks his teeth into the exposed skin on your collarbone before licking the now bruising skin.

“gonna get yourself off on my thigh baby?” tsukishima asks, watching as your movements get more desperate.

you nod quickly, moans filling the room. tsukishima digs his fingers into your thigh, your knee grazing his clothed cock just right.

soon, you find yourself coming undone on his thigh. right around the same time, you hear tsukishima let out the breathy whimper that he makes whenever you two fuck in public and you make him cum.

“atta girl.” tsukishima praises as you lay your forehead on his shoulder, hips slowing. “thats my good girl.”

“s’good.” you pant, closing your eyes. “love you.”

“i love you more, angel.” tsukishima whispers, pressing a kiss to your temple. “i gotta get back to work, but we’ll finish this once i get home tonight. i miss my special girl.”

you nod, kissing him on the lips sweetly.

“you won’t work too late today right?” you ask, looking at tsukishima with your famous puppy eyes.

“of course not.” tsukishima said. “i don’t think i’ll survive if i don’t fuck you into the mattress tonight. now go home and get ready for me. i’ll be home in two hours.”

you nod, happily getting up. you feel so happy its almost dizzying. with the promise of mind breaking sex - and honestly just being able to hug and kiss your boyfriend again - you couldn’t wait to get home.

“leaving so soon?” the receptionist asks as you walk out of his office.

“yeah, we just made plans for dinner.” you lie.

“oh, okay!” the girl replies, her cheeks tinged a slight color of pink. “see you later, y/n! have a good night!”

as you leave the lobby, the receptionist sighs, hiding her face in her hands. the walls of the museum are surprisingly thin considering the age of the building. you wouldn’t be the only ones getting off that night.

ta da!! another tsukishima smut drabble in the books! if you’ve read down to this note, please send me some requests! thank you<3

#tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #tsukishima kei smut #haikyuu smut #haikyuu!!#haikyuu fic #haikyuu headcannons

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tsukiasaurus · 1 year

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how they kiss you

warnings: some hair pulling, talks of marking and hickeys, like one (1) clothed boner

featuring: bokuto, ushijima, hinata, tanaka, tsukishima this is not edited. lowercase is intentional. hope you enjoy!!<3

bokuto kisses you as if he wants to suck your soul out through your tongue. he wants to be as close to you as possible, pulling you into his lap and pressing you into him. he whines desperately against your lips, especially when you tangle your fingers in his hair. his kisses are desperate and sloppy, and his favorite time to kiss you is when you get home after a long day. sometimes he'll get so worked up while kissing you that he has to move the kisses down to your neck and whimper against your skin. he's like a puppy, never let him go.

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ushijima's kisses are soft. he's a big guy, he doesn't want to hurt his partner by accident. he loves leaving gentle kisses along your jaw, smiling against your skin when he hears you sigh. being so soft doesn't usually last too long however. despite ushijima being delicate, he ends up getting riled up by just being near you. hot breath against your skin as he mumbles how much he loves you and that you're his and his only. ushijima wakatoshi may be stoic and unassuming to an untrained eye, but the scattered hickeys and bites underneath your shirt say otherwise.

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hinata. an unstoppable force who knows what he wants. after coming home from brazil, he hasn't seen you in what felt like forever. he's immediately on top of you, already hard against your thigh. he's playful but possessive. he knows that you've seen all the girls flocking to him on tv, so he wants to remind you that you're the only one that he wants. his kisses leave you breathless. it's as if he sucks the air right out of your lungs and into his own. everything about him is energetic and nearly heart-stopping, including his kisses.

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tanaka is one of those guys to worship the ground you walk on. his lips are on you pretty much all the time whenever you aren't doing something important. he loves playful kisses that make the two of you laugh against each other. he'll tickle your sides just to make you squeal and then shut you up with a kiss, laughing himself. if you're ever having a bad day, he'll pepper kisses all over your face, going 'mwah! mwah!' until you're smiling again. he lives to see your smile, and being the cause of it makes his heart flutter.

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tsukishima's kisses are teasing, no doubt. he'll just barely ghost his lips against yours, smirking as you whine from lack of contact. he loves making you work for those kisses, and it makes the moments when he kisses you roughly even more shocking. he loves pulling your hair when kissing you, chuckling against your lips as you gasp. like many others, he'll feel the need to mark you. except he has no shame. he marks you where everyone can see. he wants people to know who you belong to him.

#tsukishima kei #bokuto kotaro #tanaka ryuunosuke #shoyo hinata #ushijima wakatoshi #haikyuu x reader #tsukishima x reader #bokuto x reader #tanaka x reader #hinata x reader #ushijima x reader #haikyuu headcannons #haikyuu fic

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tsukiasaurus · 1 year

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will this post with regular text because i cannot see what im typing

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tsukiasaurus · 1 year

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yall im sorry this may become a two fandom acc bc 🥴🥴🥴🥴

im a philly girl (and alec bohm stan) first, and a haikyuu girly second ok

#no but like seriously #hes so good looking #alec bohm #im sorry

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tsukiasaurus · 1 year

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haikyuu boys with a chubby!s/o

includes: tsukishima, bokuto, osamu (ft a sprinkle of atsumu) ushijima (tendo makes an appearance)

lots of fluff!! some angst in tsukki’s, but that cant really be helped mans a jerk sometimes. TW FOR NEGATIVE BODY IMAGE. this WILL have mentions of a bad relationship with food, so PLEASE read with caution if that effects you.

reader is gn, but is called gorgeous

kind of a self indulgent blurb tbh

seeing you insecure is one of his least favorite things. seeing you cry is the worst. putting them together? oh boy, he’s ready to fight

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tsukishima spots you eating with hinata and kageyama, stuffing a meat bun into your mouth with a smile. the boys had brought home another nationals win, and you were all having a get together at daichi’s place. tsukishima sits down across from you, smirking.

“god, y/n, you’re such a fatass.”

the words leave his lips easily, and you want to spit out your food. you notice everyone’s eyes on you, and you try and get the meat bun down as fast as you can. you know tsukishima can be a jerk with his little comments, but there was no remorse after this. even after being together, his comments would still sting, even though he didnt mean for them to. but what did change was his apology afterwards if he noticed that he hurt you.

you dont speak for the remainder of the party. you just sit on the couch, scrolling through your phone. you were waiting for tsukishima’s apology, but it never came. surely he had seen your reaction.

“y/n, you ready to go?” tsukishima’s voice cuts through your thoughts. you nod silently, walking home with him.

it doesnt hit him until you’re in bed before him, facing the wall in one of your pajama shirts. not his. usually when the two of you come home from parties, you spend some time together. getting into bed, tsukishima moves to pull you close, hands on your tummy where they usually rest. you tense.

“hey, what gives?” tsukishima asks, propping himself up on his elbow. “you dont wanna cuddle?”

you shake your head, blinking back tears. tsukishima is about to flop back down when he hears a sniffle.

“y/n?” he asks, voice softer. “are you okay?”

“no.”

your voice sounds so broken, making tsukishima sigh softly. he gently wraps his arms around you.

“i’m sorry for what i said.” he says gently. “i didnt mean to hurt you. i was going to apologize sooner but dumb and dumber pulled me away.”

you sniffle again, wiping your eyes. “it’s fine.” you mumble.

“love, its not fine.” tsukishima sighs. “you know i love you more than anything in this world. i never mean to hurt you with my comments. i know your weight is a sensitive subject for you, and i’m sorry. if you want, i can sleep on the couch tonight.”

when you don’t respond, tsukishima goes to grab the spare blanket and pillow for when he makes a particularly snide comment and you dont want to speak to him. you sit up, looking at him. your cheeks are streaked with tears and your nose is slightly red.

“don’t go.” you say softly. “i love you.”

tsukishima gets into bed, pulling you close. he places a gentle kiss on your forehead, closing his eyes.

“again, i’m sorry for hurting you, y/n.” he says softly. “you’re absolutely amazing and perfect, and i cant believe that you’d love a jerk like me. i’m so thankful to have you in my life.”

you thank the alcohol for letting tsukishima be slightly more open with his emotions. he never spoke like that unless he was drunk, but he showed his love for you in different ways, like sharing his strawberry shortcake with you.

there are two constants in tsukishima’s life: his love for strawberry shortcake, and his love for you.

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bokuto is a people person, through and through. he loves the attention, and he cant get enough of the fans swooning over him. until you came along, he was nearly overwhelmed by all the attention.

with you in his life now, he wasnt sure how he survived before. having someone in his life that was a constant, seeing him at his lowest points and helping lift him up, was honestly so crazy to him. he loves you more than he loves volleyball, and thats the love of his life.

after a particularly good game against shiratorizawa, bokuto is flocked by attractive looking fans. before he can even get to you to receive his post game you-did-amazing-kiss, he was pulled in several different directions for questions. you didnt really mind it if you were honest. dating bokuto came with him talking to fans before going to kiss you after a game, and you were fine with that.

a few attractive girls walked up to bokuto, giggling at him, asking for pictures, the usual.

“oh bo, are you single? i would love to date you!” one of the girls said, swooning in front of bokuto.

“i’m sorry ladies, but i’m taken! i’m dating y/n and i love them!” bokuto was proud. he was so proud that he can call you his.

“y/n??” another girl cackled. “but bo, you’re so strong and muscular and attractive! how can you be dating someone thats so fat??”

fat. the word echoed in your ears as the girls all turned and giggled at you. you were a bit chubby, sure, but it only bothered you sometimes. like now, when you looked at all of the thinner girls and figured that bokuto would be happier with them.

“i’ll see you at home kou!” you call, giving bokuto your best fake smile. “i’m gonna make us some dinner!”

bokuto knew that something was wrong, that he needed to stop you, but he got pulled back to do an interview.

when he finally gets home, he finds you looking in the mirror, tears streaming down your face as you look at yourself. to you, you look hideous. a chubby stomach, too thick thighs. you hate it.

bokuto walks up behind you and hugs you tightly. it takes him a moment to realize that you’re crying, so he rests his chin on your shoulder.

“whats the matter bub?” he asks sweetly.

“i’m too fat.” you whimper. “there’s so many other people that are more attractive than me. you can do so much better.”

bokuto is shocked. you’d never brought this up before. what happened that made you feel so negatively about yourself? you’re wonderful!

he finds himself laughing in spite of himself. him? find someone better than YOU? no chance.

“little owl, you’re one of the most gorgeous human beings i have ever met. loving you has been such a privilege and i’m honored to be your boyfriend.” he says, wrapping his arms around you. “you are the light in my life on dark days. you make me smile like nobody else can. your brain being mean is not a reflection of that. you have some chub, so what? you’re so beautiful and wonderful and i cannot believe you’re mine.”

by the time bokuto is done, you’re crying even more. he takes this as a sign to take it up a notch. he knows that you might not be crying from sadness anymore, but you aren’t smiling just yet.

“are you insecure about this?” bokuto asks, gently holding your tummy. “this adorable thing? what about this?”

he goes around, gripping your thighs, your arms, and even your butt. by the time he’s done, you’re laughing. you turn around and hug bokuto, who you have just realized has not taken a shower yet, and smile.

“thank you kou.” you say, softly kissing his cheek. “i love you so much.”

bokuto smiles, returning your kiss. he’s happy that you’re smiling again, and makes sure that you know that he’s not above making an ass of himself just to see you smile.

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osamu’s love language is service and gifts. he loves making you food, letting you try new menu items before he puts them out, and is generally just a big foodie (duh). it’s natural that he’d have a slightly bigger partner because of his time working at onigiri miya. he’s gotta have someone comfortable with eating some of the concoctions that he makes.

you sit on the kitchen counter, swinging your legs happily as you watch osamu cook. he’s in his element, humming along to the soft music that he has playing. he’s making you a new dish to try, slightly nervous because he’s the most excited about it.

“okay love,” he says, placing a plate next to you. “go ahead.”

you pick up the rice ball, which is shaped like an actual ball and covered in a sweet dark sauce, and lift it to your lips. you sigh, content with how absolutely delicious it is.

“baby this is amazing!” you say, noticing osamu’s nervous expression.

osamu sighs with a smile, kissing your temple. “can i take a picture for the onigiri miya instagram page?” he asks against your skin.

you pose, smiling sweetly as you hold up the newest menu item. osamu snaps the picture, uploading it with a smile.

“you’re so adorable.” he says, hugging you. “still cant believe you’re mine.”

you smile, pecking his cheek. it’s weird, being doted on like this. you know that he and atsumu have been super competitive all their lives, and you knew that osamu almost never got the girls. it was always atsumu. you never knew why; he was such a sweetheart. he always took care of you, made sure that you never went hungry, gave you kisses and snuggles, and give you pleasure that you didnt even know you could experience.

osamu’s phone buzzed on the counter, dozens of notifications coming from people commenting and liking the post. you glance over, reading the first comment you see:

osamufan81615: wow, i cant believe how big y/n’s gotten! lay off the food my dude XD

you freeze, opening your phone to look at the comments. you notice that a few of the comments are harsher than usual, and all of the mean comments are directed towards you. more specifically, your weight. you find yourself getting lost in the comments, nearly getting physically sick at how rude some people could be.

osamu was observant. he watched your entire aura change as you scrolled on your phone. he took it out of your hands, wrapping his arms around you. he scooped you up from the counter, walking with your legs wrapped around his waist until he sat on the couch.

you cant help but sniffle, rereading some of the comments in your mind. you go to move off of osamu’s lap, but he holds you tighter.

“don’t listen to ‘em.” he says softly. “you are so amazing and so much more than whatever weight you are. you’re mine, and that’s all i could ever want. i love you as you are, and dont let some idiots get ya down.”

he strokes your hair, trailing his hand down your back just how you like. the two of you sit silently for a bit, your head on osamu’s shoulder.

“love you ‘samu.” you mumble quietly against his neck.

osamu’s phone buzzed with a text, undoubtedly from atsumu. osamu pushed his phone away until atsumu called him, making osamu groan. you giggled.

“what do ya want, ya pest?” osamu groaned.

“do ya see how they’re treating y/n in the comments on your most recent post??” atsumu all but yells. “i’ve been replying to comments for the past 15 minutes telling ‘em to lay off.”

“i have. i’m letting them get their 15 minutes of fame.” osamu replied. “i’m comforting y/n right now because the comments are getting to them.”

“i told one of them that they look like their family tree is a circle.” atsumu said, a smile clear in his voice. you couldnt help but laugh.

“thanks bro.” osamu said, a smile on his face as well. “i’ll let you keep harassing em, i got more important matters to attend to.”

hanging up the phone, osamu leans over and kisses you. he peppers kisses on your neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake. you shiver, gasping when he sucks on your neck.

“how about we go upstairs and i help you forget about all those idiots and show you how much you mean to me, hm?”

you cant help but nod. the new menu item is put up the following week, and osamu really drives home the fact that you are perfect just the way you are by letting you ride him for hours the night of the menu’s new debut.

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ushijima wakatoshi. a strong, stoic man who barely speaks two words on the court unless he’s really riled up. dating the top ace in the country comes with long nights where he stays out after winning a big game, being stopped on the street, and countless interviews. it also came with him worshiping the ground you walked on.

“toshi, what do you think of this one?” you ask, opening the dressing room door.

your figure is hugged by a sparkly red outfit, accentuating your curves perfectly. ushijima sits up straight, eyes nearly bulging out of his face.

“thats the one.” he says.

you cant help but giggle. you were invited to attend a banquet dinner, black tie only, with the team. you had no outfits that were fancy enough for the occasion, so ushijima insisted he buy something for you.

walking to the register, you hold ushijima’s hand with a smile. the cashier made some small talk while she scanned and bagged the items of your outfit.

“i do have to say, im a very big fan of yours wakatoshi.” she said, giving a sweet smile to your boyfriend. “congratulations on your big win.”

usually, whenever you two went to the store together, the cashier would make a big deal out of talking to ushijima. this lady was a very pleasant change.

“thank you, miss.” ushijima replied with a smile.

later that night, you walked into the banquet, holding ushijima’s hand with a smile. there were photographers everywhere, and you were almost blinded by the flashes of all the cameras.

sitting down at a table with tendo and goshiki, you give them both a smile.

“hey boys.” you greet.

“hi y/n!” goshiki says, sitting up straight. “you look wonderful tonight!”

you smile. “thank you tsu.”

goshiki has had a thing for you for so long, that you’re sure if you werent dating anyone, he’d be trying to get with you. ushijima places a hand on your thigh, rubbing it with his thumb gently.

as the evening progressed, there were more and more interviews being done. ushijima was being interviewed by a taller, attractive woman, who was clearly flirting with him.

“so, wakatoshi, whats your workout routine look like?” she asks, smiling as she pushes some hair behind her ear. “i know a hunk such as yourself has to have a staple in his routine.”

“i enjoy running.” ushijima starts. “i also tend to focus on weight lifting when i dont do cardio.”

“do you have a workout partner?”

ushijima nods. “yes, my partner y/n.” he says, a smile growing on his lips.

“y/n?” the interviewer asks, a hint of disgust in her voice. “are they the chubby one following you around tonight? they don’t seem to be that good of a workout partner to me.”

tendo’s ear twitched while talking to you, his attention quickly turning to ushijima and the pest speaking with him.

“they are very encouraging.” ushijima continues. “i enjoy their company while lifting weights.”

“well, maybe you need someone,” the lady clears her throat. “…thinner to help you. y/n is practically spilling out of that outfit they’re in.”

“thats it.” tendo says, getting up.

you heard the entire thing. the woman was set on tearing you down, but ushijima was, as usual, telling her how amazing you were. you were slightly tearing up at the final comment.

tendo grabs your wrist gently, pulling you to ushijima. he knew that ushijima wasnt one for confrontation, but tendo was more than happy to go off on someone in his place. you wipe your misty eyes as you follow.

“actually,” tendo squints, looking at the name sticker on the lady’s jacket. “aiko, is it? i know my buddy toshi here wont say it, but i will. putting someone down because you wish you were in their place is very ugly. ushijima is with y/n because he loves them. all there is to it.”

“this interview is over.” ushijima says, turning to you. “i’m sorry babe, lets go get something to drink.”

you glance over at the lady, giving her a nice smile before you walk away.

“lets go get trashed!!!” tendo yells, allowing a chorus of cheers from the other teammates to fill the banquet hall.

as you can tell, this was a LONG one. lowercase is intended, and this was done while sitting at work, so i hope you enjoy.

and no matter what your weight, you are beautiful and deserve love ❤️

#haikyuu #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu headcanons #osamu miya #osamu x y/n #osamu x reader #bokuto koutarou #bokuto x reader #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima x reader

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tsukiasaurus · 1 year

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really wanna write a baseball au so bad omg

#haikyuu #tsukishima kei #tsukishima kei smut #tsukishima x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!

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tsukiasaurus · 1 year

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tsukishima wasnt one to believe in love at first sight. frankly, he wasnt sure he believed in love at all. he would always get fawned over by the girls at school, but their silly crushes didnt faze him. he was just fine going to volleyball practice after classes and then going home. he didnt care about love.

or so he thought.

when he first saw you walking around the school, a chipper smile on your face as you spoke to your friends. he occasionally saw you talking to hinata, desperately attempting to get him to understand whatever the teacher had assigned.

tsukishima kicked himself for how much you occupied his thoughts. he hated the fact that you plagued his imagination. he found himself staring at you, seeking you out in a crowd. at night, when he was in his room, he would fuck his fist, imagining it was you.

after the first night of fantasizing about you, he felt a bit guilty. you had no idea how absolutely infatuated he was with you. but, unbeknownst to him, thoughts of those slender fingers of his teasing you were constantly dancing around that sweet little head of yours.

neither of you would make a move, both too scared to be rejected by the other. so you would pine secretly. both of your imaginations running wild.

but tsukishima stood by his belief that love at first site didnt exist, even when his breath hitched when you smiled at him for the first time.

intentionally lowercase. just a lil drabble for the tall loverman who doesnt understand his feelings. reader is gn

#tsukishima x reader #tsukishima kei #haikyuu #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #anime #haikyuu!!#tsukishima kei smut #kei x reader #tsukki x reader

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tsukiasaurus · 1 year

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Hii it’s me again!! I was just wondering if I could ask for some Haikyuu boys Hc’s for a really sleepy and cuddly gf?? Thank you so much!! 😊🫶🏽

:¨ ·.· ¨: some of the HQ boys with a sleepy girlfriend.

`· . ꔫ (includes: atsumu, bokuto, akaashi, kageyama, and iwaizumi.)

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, osamu is featured in atsumu's, bokuto thinks you're like a kitten.

warning/s: none.

part 1 | part 2 coming soon!

a/n: I AM SO TERRIBLY SORRY AS TO HOW LATE THIS IS!!! 😭😭 MOTIVATION COMES AND GOES FOR CERTAIN REQUESTS I GET AND I'M SO HAPPY THAT I FINALLY CAME AROUND TO DO YOURS BECAUSE IT'S SUPER CUTE!!! ENJOY READINGGG :DDD

ATSUMU MIYA

absolutely discombobulates once he learns about this

you're already cute enough as it is, why do you have to be even cuter when you're sleepy???

when you hug his arm in your drowsy state, atsumu doesn't even have half the heart to tease you right now

you're just so :((( tired :(((

"she looks like an angel when she's asleep.. s'unfair."

"when yer asleep, you snore like a damn tyrant. guess sunarin was right when he said opposites attract." - osamu miya's famous last words of 2023.

BOKUTO KŌTARŌ

the way that you slowly blink is enough to tell bokuto that you resemble a bit like a little kitten

"y/n is so cUTEKEKDKWKDKLEM?@($?@"

is what he wants to say,,

but since you're worn out, he's going to pipe down the loudness a bit

"hey, little owl. want to rest on me for a bit?"

you nod and make a beeline for bokuto's chest and arms

he's like your fluffy warm pillow 😭😭😭😭

KEIJI AKAASHI

"keiji, hug, please.." you dopily ask

and because of how adorable you are, trying to keep yourself awake right now, akaashi would drop anything and everything to give you that very hug.

akaashi finds it endearing how you trust him enough to be this vulnerable

so he is not making a single damn sound.

eating snacks? the crinkle of the wrapper might be too loud.

studying? flipping through the pages of the textbook might be too loud.

and bokuto? is staying ten feet away.

he doesn't want ANYTHING to disrupt your sleep.

"y/n has been working hard. she deserves to rest every once in a while.." he thinks

TOBIO KAGEYAMA

once you're asleep on him, he's as stiff as a board.

bro's not letting himself breathe if that means you can peacefully sleep on his shoulder.

sugawara sees this and teaches kageyama basic breathing exercises bECAUSE THE BASTARD IS TURNING PURPLE.

kageyama feels you shift against him, and suddenly, he's forgotten everything sugawara taught him.

"how many fingers am i holding, kageyama?" sugaware holds up four.

"ten."

"we've lost him!"

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

the superiority of being a third year has never been more useful than it has right now

you're asleep on his lap, and he's quietly scolding his teammates to pipe down the bickering

and they listen to the ace because once you're awake, he might send a heavy hit to their heads.

oikawa, on the other hand, takes advantage of the current situation, and he teases iwaizumi about how protective he is

"hey maddog, get a good hit on oikawa's head, would ya?"

and, of course, kyōtani obeys

so now oikawa is knocked out on the floor while you're still cuddled up to iwaizumi's thighs

#LITTLE OWL ARE YOU KIDDING ME #there are actual tears in my eyes #please this is so cute

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