#I've started writing Tsukishima's fic too

[osamusriceballs]

Kinktober Day 9 <3

Sakusa x begging

Warnings: NSFW, fem reader

Words: ~ 1k

Kinktober Masterlist II -> Next day

"What was that? I couldn't hear you there."

He doesn't sound the slightest bit sincere with his hand around your throat, effectively hindering you from speaking any coherent words. There is a dangerous glint in his eyes while he lets his gaze roam over your body, taking in all the marks he has left on your collarbones and cleavage so far.

Blood rushes to your head when he releases his grip on your neck, and you gasp and cough before you take a deep breath and fill your lungs. "Kiyoomi- please- I said please," you still feel lightheaded, your desperation clearly evident in your face.

"Just 'Kiyoomi, please'? That's not enough," he mocks your breathless whimper and suddenly grabs your hips and brings you on top of him, effectively making you straddle his lap. You bring your hands to his shoulders and cling to him, the white number 15 feeling soft under your fingers when you roam one hand down to his chest. His heart beats steady and calm under your fingers, just the slightest bit faster than usual, betraying his calm demeanor.

"C'mon, you wanted me to fuck you, now show me how badly you want it," he taunts you, his baritone vibrating against your body when his lips finally catch yours in a bruising kiss. Your hands dig into his shirt, desperate to keep him close, but he all too soon leans back and rests his upper body on the bed, his dark eyes now focused on you. You sit there for a second, allowing yourself to admire the way he looks so handsome, with his messy hair and still slightly sweaty face after he had just finished the game.

You hesitantly move your hips until you position yourself right above his crotch, an encouraging sound leaving his lips when you slowly grind against him. "Please, Kiyoomi. I want you so bad. Need you so bad." You brace yourself on his chest and start grinding harder, feeling his hard cock between your legs, rubbing you just the right way. "Yeah? Tell me more, princess." His hands rub your thighs, the feeling his bare hands on your skin sending little sparks along the path of his fingers. "Want to feel you inside, Kiyoomi, please. Want you to fill me up, wanna feel your cock," your needy pleas seem to fall on deaf ears, as he still calmly rubs your thighs and doesn't make an attempt to take things further.

"I like the sound of that." He bucks his hips into yours, clearly intent on making you even more desperate. "Take off your shirt." You quickly pull your shirt over your head, throwing the black fabric with the matching number 15 carelessly to the ground, taking a mental note to take it home with you later. Your hands go back to support your body on his chest while you grind on him, his eyes now focused on the pretty black bra that you thoughtfully decided to wear today. "Kiyoomi, please- I want more," you whine, the friction feeling good, yet not enough. "I'm all yours, just take what you need, y/n." There is always something intimate in the way he says your name when you're alone, it rolls like honey from his lips, deep and rich and only serving to spur you on further.

You rub your clit along the length of his cock, the rock-hard outline clearly visible and impossible to miss under his sweats and providing you with enough friction to make you even needier. His hands dig into the flesh of your thighs, rocking you on his body more vigorously the longer you keep going. His name leaves your lips with a soft plea, the heat now surging through your body while you keep on dry-humping, just rubbing your bodies against each other and keeping intense eye-contact.

"Y/n- ahh- please-" a groan leaves his lips, his hips bucking against your body. The sudden movement makes you close your eyes from pleasure, the muscles in your thighs slowly getting sore and tired but he's helping you keeping up your pace. Your nails dig into his chest and your body tenses as you slowly build up more friction with each grind against his body. A needy whimper of his name leaves your lips, and you rut against him like you're in heat, the sound of rustling clothes and your moans filling the room. Your jaw drops when you feel yourself slowly working towards the edge, a last "Kiyoomi-" leaving your lips before your body succumbs and brings you to your high. Your thighs clench around his hips, your body rocking on frantically while you clench around nothing, the hard outline of his cock just perfect for you to grind on, the intensity of the slowly build up orgasm overwhelming to you.

You breathe heavily when you calm down from your high, now carefully sitting a back to not hurt him, and he catches your hands on his chest while he sits up, seemingly effortlessly and elegant. He brings one hand to your cheek and tilts your face upwards to meet him, and the way his eyes captivate yours makes your heart beat faster again. A slight blush covers his cheeks, a rare sight on him, before he connects your lips, deeply kissing you and inserting his tongue in your mouth softly. You move your lips, simply following his lead as he presses your barely clad chest against his and holds you close, his still hard cock clearly evident between your bodies. He parts slowly, his pupils wide from lust and a barely noticeable smile adorns his lips while he directs your body on the mattress, not caring about your whines of of being sensitive, but instead encouragingly patting your backside.

"Come on, princess. Get that ass up and face down. I want to hear you beg some more."

[karasuno-planet]

All's fair—Academic Rivals | Tsukishima Kei

Tsukishima x Reader (she/her pronouns used)

wc: 1.1k

genre: kinda angsty but nothing crazy! sfw

warnings: feelings of inferiority, jealousy, slight cursing, calculus 💀

a/n: finally the long awaited academic rivals fic!! sorry I've been MIA for a couple days, I was traveling <3 everyone say thank you to @23starii , @alexaslibrary13 , @nym-blogs , and @h0neymustardwh0re for asking and encouraging me to write this one :)

(gif not mine)

Even after a long losing streak on the boy's volleyball team, Tsukishima always had one thing he believed he could never feel defeated in: his academics. School was just naturally easy to him, but that's not to say he doesn't work hard. It was his innate intelligence coupled with his work ethic that made him an absolute force in the classroom.

So when the calculus tests were being handed back, there wasn't a worry in his mind. The teacher set it on his desk face down.

Tsk, how dramatic, he thought, flipping it over.

In big red pen, he saw 98% written in bold on the top of the paper. Scoring a 98 was certainly above average, but not above Tsukki's average.

Before he could say a word the teacher was projecting at the front of the class, "Sorry, but there's no curve on this one. Somebody managed a perfect score, so it was achievable."

What?

The class murmured, upset with pretty mediocre grades for such a prestigious class. Discontent spouted from all directions. Well, besides directly from Tsukki's left hand side, where you sat. It was silent as a mouse. Awfully suspicious.

He stole a quick side glance at you to see exactly what he feared, a big, bold, 100% at the top of your test.

No matter how hard he tried for the rest of the day, he just couldn't shake that jealousy from his mind— the constant image of your perfect test seemingly ingrained to the back of his eyelids. He was so used to setting the curve in that class, how could he have overlooked competition this whole time?

☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾

Later that day at practice, he tried channeling his emotions into his gameplay, with mild success. He was definitely playing with the kind of ambition he often lacked after long days of school.

When the team stopped for a water break, Nishinoya was quick to chime in, "Hey Tsukki, what's got you so worked up??"

The annoying presence of his pesky teammate irritated Tsukishima, "I doubt you'd even be able to understand it, dumbass."

Noya's face dropped at the outburst, "Sure Tsukki. Just let me know when you've pulled the stick out of your butt!!"

☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾

Days went by, then weeks, and Tsukishima's hunger to match your academic achievement only grew. He became exceedingly obvious about it.

Every time you raised your hand, suddenly he did.

At the end of every test, when you stood up to turn it in, so did he. And his legs were long enough to beat you to handing it in every time.

When the tests were returned, you started to turn and catch his eye as he stared intensely trying to get a peak at your grade. Eventually you just made an effort to show him. After all, you weren't insecure about your grades. They were phenomenal and you both knew it.

The real surprises began when you both started to talk to each other. Suddenly the rivalry was put into words. It started out friendly, asking about when due dates were and simple things like that, but eventually you started to full-on taunt each other. Everything became a competition, and you weren't about to lose.

Even friendship had become a competition, you could feel Tsukishima's glare burning a hole in you when you turned around and asked Yamaguchi for a pencil one time. Not to mention when he had caught you talking to him before class. If only he had known what kind of information Yamaguchi let slip about him.

The final straw was when the teacher called for a group project, and you immediately turned around and looked at Yamaguchi. That was too far. Tsukishima immediately snapped, "Y/n, what do you think you're doing?"

"What's the big deal?"

Tsukki met your resistance with fierce eye contact, "You're working with me."

"huh?"

Yamaguchi's face was just as shocked as yours for a second, but he quickly shook it off and asked a boy who sat near him to work with him.

You pulled up a chair to Tsukki's desk and got to work on the packet of problems you were assigned to complete during the next two classes. You remained mostly in silence, dividing the work equally, but occasionally you shared glances and raised your eyebrows as a way to taunt each other.

As you started to run out of room on your paper and move far to the right side with your writing, your hand bumped Tsukki's. You could feel your heart drop and he quickly recoiled and pulled his hand away.

When you finished your allotment of problems for the day and set your pencil down, Tsukishima quickly grabbed your paper and starting checking over your work as you followed suit, looking over his.

He sighed, setting your paper down, free off mistakes. "Wow, you aren't quite as hopeless as I thought."

"Same to you..." you returned his completed problems, "If only you were as good at volleyball as you are at calculus."

"Like you would know," he returned your banter with a fervor, a quality you caught yourself enjoying a little.

"You'd think with four eyes you'd be a little more observant..."

"What?" He grasped to understand your insinuation.

"Look harder in the student section next time."

He sat in silence, floored, now knowing you had been watching him play. Is this what he had caught you and Yamaguchi discussing before? He felt like a fool, not being able to feel your malicious gaze on the court—not even considering that you might've been there.

Little did he know, it wasn't quite malice in your heart as you watched him play.

☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾ ☾

He left without saying a word when the bell rung, and flocked straight to Yamaguchi to walk with him to practice.

They made sure to walk out of the vicinity of the classroom before Yamaguchi broke the silence, "Tsukki?"

"Yes?"

"I'm not upset that you didn't partner with me, but uh... why her? I thought you kinda hated her."

"Oh, uh... I don't know. I didn't want her to work with you."

Yamaguchi looked Tsukki in the eyes, his curiosity peaking, "Do you have a crush on her?"

Tsukishima was completely taken aback, "A crush??" He hesitated, "Yamaguchi, don't say stuff like that."

[masterlist]

[marikosenwrites]

karasuno boys - dating headcanons (pt. 2)!

a/n: finally part two i've been procrastinating this for like ages (at least a week or two) and enjoy!!

characters: hinata shouyou, kageyama tobio, tanaka ryuunosuke, sugawara koushi (suga-san🥹), sawamura daichi, tsukishima kei (TSUKKI🥹) [pt. 1], yamaguchi tadashi, takeda ittetsu (just me and one of my favorites), ukai keishin [and in that order] {pt.2}

pt. 1 || pt. 2

gn!reader

↳ ❝ [ 山口忠　YAMAGUCHI TADASHI ] ¡! ❞

-oh my goodness YOU SCORED THIS BOY??

-so innocent must be protected at ALL costs

-this boy confesses first ofc ofc

-kei helped >:D

-like "yamaguchi, you should blah blah blah" and stuff

-eventually you went on your first date which was a cafe date (this is new)

-ordered a pumpkin spice latte haha typical warm drink for yamaguchi i'd say

-HE GOT MILK ON HIS FACE AND YOU HAD TO TAKE A PICTURE OF HIM

-better get comfortable because you can't get rid of him anytime soon

-calls you his darling and you call him love

-yes yes sappy nicknames i get it i get it

-clings onto you if you guys have the time

-loves accompanying you to your class if you guys are in separate classes

-if not? always at your desk when there's free time

-kisses are so fluffy <3

↳ ❝ [ 武田一鉄　TAKEDA ITTETSU ] ¡! ❞

-he's protecting you now

-you have to be delulu and imagine yourself being a teacher at karasuno or a friend of his

-i mean you can be a total stranger that he met on the streets or at a bar or some shit (OK I NEED TO WRITE A FIC ON THAT) (REMIND ME)

-omg dude is he head over heels for you

-he confesses first (PROBABLY WHEN HE'S DRUNK OR SMTH)

-first date is uhhhhh (GIVE ME TIME) UHHHH AH YES LET'S GO WITH ICE SKATING

-i feel like ittetsu would be just average in ice skating

-if you're good then you would be helping him and if you're bad he's the one helping you

-you guys end up having dinner together too

-MAYBE ALSO A FEW DRINKS

-and he (kind of drunkenly) accompanies you back home

-like "bye byee, have a good night" and leaves for his own house

-texts you when he arrives home

-his text no. 1: "i just got home :) did you have a fun date?"

-no. 2: "i would love to meet up again some time soon for a second one!"

-no. 3: "IF YOU WANT TO OF COURSE"

-ofc you want to or else why are you here (I MEAN YOU COULD BE HERE FOR YAMAGUCHI OR UKAI)

-would be on first name basis after a while tbh

-HE IS UNDERRATED.

↳ ❝ [ 烏養繋心　UKAI KEISHIN ] ¡! ❞

-you're probably one of the karasuno alumni who's friends with him

-or a teacher

-or a frequented customer who has been missing his presence at the store because he's been coaching most of the time

-in this case i feel like you'd be the one doing all the confessing

-it's an instinct thing

-in which he takes time considering, since his jobs requires a lot of time and effort

-after about three to four days, he finally texts your number you left on the note you gave him

-"about your offer," he starts off, "can we set a date for it? i need to see if there's practice."

-"ah, don't worry about it!" came your response. "can we settle for the weekend? i have work."

-"i'll check with my mom later. 6-8 pm for now?"

-"sure, i'll hear from you later, ukai-san."

-eventually sets it at that date and you guys have a dinner date at a bar <333

-you both don't bother dressing up- it's a bar??

-like ittetsu, he's a gentleman

ending notes: TELL ME IF YOU WANT MORE KARASUNO CHARACTERS! gonna make my 50 followers even THEN the nsfw

©marikosenwrites 2024-25 all banners, dividers, and work. please do not steal. i own none of the HAIKYUU!!/ハイキュー！！ characters mentioned. reblogs, likes, and comments are welcomed. <3

[clementinecoastline]

HI CLEM can i ask about yachi and i've been looking at your face (it's dangerous) <3

HI LYZ !!!!!!!! love u so much thank you for asking about these!! if anyone has any questions about any other wips or more questions about these, feel free to send ask or dm me!!

my yachi doc is actually the one i've discussed with you before. it's a wip that's at exactly 400 words right now, but it's meant to explore yachi's relationship with her mother (mommy issues galore), her gender + sexuality, and her neurodivergence

i was having a lot of yachi thoughts a while back because. god she's just like me fr. so i started writing this.

i've been looking at your face (it's dangerous) is actually one of my levtsukki fic wips. it's my rom com parody.

post-canon (with some adjustments), tsukishima breaks up with suna over the phone. desperate to avoid his friends' concern, tsukki takes the first opportunity to escape: asking to go stay with lev where he's living outside of japan. using his extensive training (rom coms he's watched with alisa), lev is determined to help tsukki get over his ex by leading tsukki through a series of (poorly executed) rom com cures to solve his post-breakup woes. and just maybe, over the course of a summer, they get to fall in love too.

[notsuchasecret]

first, a celebration

I've decided, against my better judgment and at the horrible enableationing of a certain @ezzydean, to write and post 365 ficlets this year, again. I've got a nifty little spreadsheet to keep track and everything. Each one of these will be a different sort of funness. Some will be ceated using the random fic generator I made a while back. Some will have to do with specific numbers or prompts. I'm not promising to post every single day, but I will have 365 by the end of the year. This one in particular is *apparently* the poly karasuno bug coming back to bite me once more, so enjoy!

"God damn you, you stupid motherfucking cunt waffle!"

Asahi smiled, not even bothering to open his eyes as the melody of profanity drifted through the house. It was a beautiful sound, the sound of his love and all the happiness she could bring to his life. There was a long pause of silence, long enough that Asahi could fully wake up and realize just how big and empty their bed was.

When she started shouting again, he grinned and threw the covers off.

"What are you cursing at today?" he asked, padding up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. He had to stoop to bury his nose in her soft black hair, but it was worth it for the scent of her floral shampoo and the way she leaned back against him with a happy little hum.

"These morons don't know how to play," she groused, and clicked away at her controller some more.

"Why are you playing standing up, you weirdo?" he laughed, and she just shook her head.

"Gotta concentrate," she said, and then immediately shouted, "You fucking piss ant, my grandma could play better than that and she's fucking dead!"

Asahi shook his head with a chuckle and padded off to find himself some coffee. When she finished her round, she shut down the console and followed him into the kitchen.

"Happy birthday," she said, her voice soft and melodious as it always had been. She stepped up behind him, copying the pose he'd used a moment before, and nuzzling between his shoulder blades.

"Thank you, Kiyoko," he said. He patted at her hand until she let him turn around, but she never removed her arms from his waist. "What time does the chaos start?" he asked.

"I told the others to be here around noon, so any time between an hour ago and six this evening," she said. He laughed again, just in time with the pounding of fists on the door. She hummed, swatted him on the ass, then swiped his coffee cup from the counter and nodded toward the door. "Well?" she taunted. "Go on. You know they won't wait for long. They love you too much for that." There was a double meaning in that, but Asahi ignored it for the time being.

"Brat," he laughed, and went to face his fate. As he opened the door and several members of the old Karasuno team tumbled in in a pile, he couldn't help but think that this right here was exactly how he wanted it.

"Asahi-san!" Nishinoya shouted from his spot on the top of the heap. "What the hell are you still doing in your pajamas?"

"Well, Noya, I just woke up, having spent the morning of my birthday lounging in bed, but a certain group of miscreants decided to interrupt me," Asahi huffed, and Nishinoya grinned up at him.

"I don't think they know what the word 'miscreants' even means," Tsukishima drawled. He was the only one who had avoided the pile, and he stood with his hip leaning against the doorway and his arms crossed and a smile on his face.

"Probably not," Asahi agreed, and hauled Nishinoya out of the doorway so that the others could start standing. He counted six: Nishinoya and Tsukishima, Tanaka, Hinata, Kageyama, and buried all the way at the bottom where Asahi hadn't even seen him, Kinoshita, who turned and glowered at Kageyama as soon as he was freed. "Are the others coming here, or are we meeting them?" Asahi asked.

"Daichi-san and Suga-san said they were coming here, but Yamaguchi and Narita-san are picking Yacchan up and meeting us at the shrine," Hinata chirped in answer. Asahi glanced at the clock on the stove and nodded.

"We should probably get going as soon as Daichi and Suga get here, then, to make sure Tadashi and Kazuhito don't break anything," he said.

"You gonna go in your boxers?" Tanaka asked with a waggle of his eyebrows. Asahi glanced down at himself and hummed.

"I would, but you know how I feel about free shows," he answered, turning down the hall to the sound of Tanaka choking on his own laughter. Kiyoko met him in the bedroom, leaning up on her toes to press a kiss to his cheek.

"Are you going to do it this year?" she asked.

"We'll see how the shrine visit goes," he answered. She nodded.

"I'm with you either way."

"I know."

Suga and Daichi were just arriving when Asahi emerged, dressed this time. Suga hadn't removed any of his layers, but at the sight of Asahi coming down the hall, Daichi groaned and started pulling his coat back on.

"Do we have everyone?" Suga asked. "Who's got the child leashes today?"

"It's my birthday, so not me," Asahi said serenely.

"I lived in a foreign country for--"

"Two years, we know, Shouyou," Nishinoya interrupted. "I've set foot on six different continents. It's not gonna stop them from trying."

"You're both so small. We just don't want to lose you in the crowds!" There was absolute innocence in Suga's voice, but they all knew by then not to trust that. Hinata just rolled his eyes and stomped out the front door.

As Asahi walked through the streets toward the nearest shrine, he turned the same thought over and over in his head like a shiny stone. Kiyoko held one of his hands, muttering obscenities under her breath as they walked arm-in-arm, but the other hand was swinging back and forth in Suga's grip. Kinoshita had Noya in a piggyback hold, while Hinata tried to cajole Tsukishima into the same. Tanaka and Daichi were talking in soft tones at the front of the group.

"You know," Suga said, quiet enough that Asahi could pretend not to hear, if he wanted, "It doesn't need to fit in a box. It doesn't need a label that anyone else understands. If it works, it works, and that's all that matters."

Asahi hummed, squeezing his hand. They were just coming up to the shrine, their missing three waiting for them at the bottom of the steps. Asahi took a deep breath of the cold air and looked around at all of them, chattering and laughing and swearing and hanging off of one another, moving in a synchronized orbit like they had for years now. Suga was right, he thought, and smiled. What did it matter what anyone else thought, when he had this? Good fortune was already his, and had been all along. He just had to reach out and take it.

So he did.

[oikawa-tuwu]

COULD MY BRAIN. NOT COME UP WITH A NEW PLOT IDEA. I ALREADY HAVE FIVE WIPS STOP DOING THIS TO ME

[giggly-squiggily]

Hello, friend! It's so good to have you back! It took a couple of days for me to work up the courage to put in a request since it's kind of repetitive, but just...you write Hinata and Kageyama SO WELL, I just can't get enough of it! <3 (Still don't feel any pressure if you're not feeling it! I totally understand!)

The specific idea I have in mind at the moment is a sleepover (at whose house, idk) where Kageyama is ready to go to bed earlier than Hinata, but Hinata refuses to let him actually sleep because then it wouldn't be a "real" sleepover if they didn't stay up all night. So Kags decides to wear Hinata out by tickling him to pieces until he agrees to at least let him sleep, if not go to sleep himself as well. (Bonus points if they fall asleep together in a platonic fashion. ^^)

Again, please feel no pressure to do this! I know I ask for fics about these two from you basically every time; I just truly love the way you write them. I reread them allllll the time!!

Thank you, have a wonderful day, drink water - all that good stuff! <3

Aww! Thank you so much friend! I appreciate it immensely! And ahh these two! It's been a hot minute since I've written for Kageyama and Hinata, so this was alot of fun! I hope you like it! :D

Have an amazing day friend! Remember to stay hydrated and that your a fantastic person through and through! :D

“Why don’t we do that?” Hinata asked out of the blue one evening.

“Do what?” Kageyama looked up from his shoes, brow furrowed.

 It was after practice, the boys chatting amongst themselves as they put away volleyballs and swept up the gym. As he was finishing up, Hinata overheard Yamaguchi asking Tsukishima about sleeping arrangements.

It was a small question, but it stuck to the middle blocker like glue, worming itself into his brain and refusing to budge. “Have sleepovers.”

Kageyama looked ready to retort, only to pause. “I…don’t know. You never asked to come over before.”

“That’s because I didn’t know if I could! And you never asked either!” Hinata blinked, the reality that they never slept at each other's house was wild to him. Almost a whole year of friendship and not one sleepover! “How have we gone so long without one?”

“Is it really a big deal? It’s not like we’ve never shared a room.” Kageyama stood, stretching out his arms as he and Hinata made their way home. “We all bunk together when we go to training camps.”

“That’s not the same! Those are with everyone, and it’s for volleyball. We need to have a sleepover with just the two of us!” Hinata nodded determinedly. “We gotta know what we’re like at night! What movies we watch, who’s the best pillow fighter- what kind of snacks the other keeps at their house!”

“Oi, calm down.” Kageyama waved him off, shaking his head at Hinata’s growing excitement. “If you wanted to know any of that, you can just ask?”

“Again, not the same, Kags! Sleepovers are an experience!” Hinata bounced over so he was walking backwards, smiling up at the setter. “Don’t tell me you’ve never had one before?”

Kageyama stiffened, and for a moment, Hinata worried he may have pushed it too far. Then the other shoved him lightly, nearly toppling him backwards. “Shut up! Of course I’ve had sleepover’s before! Just…not in a long time, that’s all.” He blushed and looked away, clearly embarrassed. Hinata softened, reaching out and patting his arm.

“It’s no big deal, Kags. Really- tell you what?” He lit up again, his energy returning full force. “Let’s do it at my house! Mom and Natsu are visiting our grandparents this weekend, meaning we’ll have the whole house to ourselves! I’ll ask if you can come over! We can get all the things! What do you say?”

Kageyama looked considerate, mulling over Hinata’s offer as they crossed the road towards their homes. Finally he sighed, holding his hands up in defeat. “Alright, fine. I’ll ask if I can come over.”

Hinata whooped, starting a nearby cat and earning a “Shut up, Boke!” from the setter.

 It didn’t matter- Kageyama was coming over this weekend!

~~~

With the okay from both their parents, the boys agreed to meet up Saturday evening for the big event. At least- to Hinata it seemed like a big event. He was practically shaking with excitement on the phone as he planned everything out with Kageyama.

The setter had no idea why it was so exciting for the other. It was a sleepover- not nationals. Still, Hinata was happy, and he couldn’t deny it felt nice, being a partial reason for that.

It wasn’t long before Saturday rolled around, and Kageyama made his way over with a bag of sleeping stuff on his back. He reached for the doorbell, suddenly nervous. All of Hinata’s giddy nature that week suddenly rubbed off on him- making him hopeful and weirdly anxious. He didn’t want to let the other down.

“Welcome to my kingdom! You may enter, peasant!” Hinata cheered as he opened the door, grinning from ear to ear at the other.

Forget letting the other down- it was a war not to kill him this weekend.

“Who the hell are you calling a peasant?” Kageyama growled, giving chase as Hinata twisted on his heels, racing into the house. “Come find me, oh great king of the court!” He called back, thus beginning their night of shenanigans.

~~~

“You are not doing that.” Kageyama stared in horror as Hinata dumped every kind of candy he had into his popcorn, topping the monstrosity with so much chocolate syrup it made Kageyama’s teeth hurt.

“Why not? Sweet popcorn is the best!” Hinata grinned, sticking his hand into it and mixing it around. “I do this all the time when I go to the movies!”

“How are you not dead? That looks like a sugar rush leading to cardiac arrest.” The setter sublty hid his own bowl- a normal batch of popcorn without much fixings. He didn’t trust the redhead not to toss in a few extra “ingredients”.

“It’s a sleepover, Kags! You gotta be adventurous!” Hinata took a bit, smiling around his sweet treat. “Try some!”

“Ew no!”

“Scared you're gonna like it?”

“....” Kageyama reached out and took some, making a face at the goopy sugary parts. He took a bite.

You know…it wasn’t bad.

Too sweet, but not terrible.

“It’s okay.” He decided, earning a laugh from the redhead.

“Come on! It’s movie time!” He cheered, grabbing their drinks and his popcorn before running to the main room. Kageyama followed, falling back to look at the chocolate syrup before shaking his head, grabbing it on the way out.

~~~

“Make…it…BLUE!” Hinata slapped down his uno card, a plus four glaring back at the fuming setter. “How the hell do you keep getting plus fours?” He grumbled as he reached into the deck, collecting his cards.

“I don’t know- I’m just lucky like that.” Hinata grinned, snickering behind his cards as he watched Kageya search his hand, pulling out a blue seven. “Good on the court, terrible at card games! That’s our Kageyama!”

“Shut up, Boke! I’m good at card games!” This was a fat lie. Even in training camps with the others he sucked at card games. He was almost always dead last- the rare times he came second to the end was when Daichi took the loss. “If I could set in Uno, I would!”

“Setting cards- would that even work?” Hinata imagined the taller boy trying to push a deck into the air, the stack raining down around him. “It would make a mess, no?”

“...whatever.” Kageyama rolled his eyes before grinning. With a grin, he slapped down his plus four. “Ha! Make it red!”

Hinata slapped down his own plus four on top of his. “Stack rules. Plus eight- make it yellow!” He wheezed as Kageyama assaulted him with cards.

~~~

“Hey, Kags. Wake up.” Hinata poked the other gently, shaking him from his sleep. They had been going for a few hours now, and Kageyama was starting to get tired. He peeked at the clock in the background- midnight. “What? It’s bedtime, boke. Sleep.”

“No way! It’s a sleepover! We gotta stay up as long as possible!” Hinata seemed to lack any real exhaustion. If anything, he was vibrating with energy- the bowl of sugary popcorn he devoured during their movie seemed to finally take effect.

On the flipside- Kageyama’s own chocolatey popcorn seemed to make him even more tired. Sugar always made him sleepy, and it was no different now. “Why? We’ve got the entire day tomorrow. I want to sleep.”

“We can sleep in tomorrow! The night is young! Come on, don’t clock out on me now, Kags!” He gently shook the other, practically rolling Kageyama around like he was making bread. The setter tried to ignore him, closing his eyes and pulling the blanket up higher. “Go away. I’m sleeping!”

Hinata stopped, and Kageyama could practically feel the pout aimed at his back. Followed by the grin. It all came to a conclusion when Hinata poked his ribs, making him spasm in the blankets. “Aye! What the hell?”

“Wakey wakey, Kageyama! Don’t make me tickle you!” Hinata raised on his knees, wiggling his fingers gleefully. “Better get moving before the tickle monster comes!”

Kageyama considered his options. Sleep or be tickled.

Or…

“Bold words to say…to the real tickle monster!” He twisted in his blankets, shaking them off before grabbing Hinata’s waist, pushing him into the pillows around them and tickling like there was no tomorrow. “Someone won’t let him sleep, and now he’s pissed!”

“Aheahahahahaha! Eehhehehahahahaha! Kahahahhahahgeyahahhahahama! Wahhahahahhait!” The redhead squealed, squirming and thrashing beneath the other. His cheeks were already heating up, the glowing smile on his lips full of happiness. “Yohoohohhu jeeheheherk!”

“Oh, I’m the jerk? Mr. ‘Won’t Let Me Sleep Because It’s A Sleepover’ calls me a jerk?” Kageyama pushed the other one down gently, sitting on his thighs as he carried on his mischievous game. “You’re a bold one, boke! Really bold!”

“Kahahhahahhahagehehehhahhahhamahhahaha!” Hinata threw his head back in mirth when the other switched to pinching, giving every inch of his sides a little shock that left him squeaking like a mouse. “Ahehehehe! Kahahahgs! Aheheahhaha! Tiihiihme ouhuhut! Tiihihme out!”

Instantly the setter stopped, pulling his hands back to let Hinata breathe. “Are you okay?” He asked, suddenly worried he went to far.

“SIKE!” Hinata roared, shooting up and shoving Kageyama into his blankets, returning the favor with a spasm of tickles against his ribs. The setter howled, cursing up a storm as he laughed helplessly beneath him. “Shihihihihihihiihihit! Hihihihihiiihihnatahahhaa youhuhuhou suhuhuhuhuck!”

“Say poop! Don’t curse so much!” Hinata chided in amusement, earning a few pig snorts from the other boy. “Hehe, there it is!”

It wasn’t long before Kageyama got the upper hand once more, their tickle fight turning into a full blown war as pillows got mixed in. Squeals of laughter echoed around the house, any cares they had tossed alongside their fluffy weapons. 

~~~

“Hehe…heh..d-did I wihin?” Kageyama huffed, lying on his back with his arms spread out, cheeks painful from how much he smiled.

“Heh…no wahhay…I totohohtally won…” Hinata giggled, curled up on his side and watching the other with wet eyes. He was smiling just as much, reaching out and poking the other. “So thehere!”

Too tired to argue, Kageyama huffed out a laugh and turned to look at Hinata, a surge of victory coursing through him when the redhead yawned. I win. “You look tired.”

“‘M not. Just…tired.” Hinata scooted over, using Kageyama’s chest as a pillow as he made himself comfy. “You tossed my pillow away…I’m using you.”

“Your’s is…” The setter gave up as he heard soft snores rising from below. Hinata was out cold. He shook his head and dragged over his own pillow, tucking it behind his head. He looked down once more, daring to pat the other gently. “Heh…you know. I haven’t had this much fun at a sleepover in…well, forever.” He closed his eyes, letting sleep finally come forward. “Thanks for that, Hinata.”

Just as he drifted away, he swore he felt Hinata pat him gently, as if he heard him.

I hope this was good!

Cloud 9 (Taglist)

@thatbigbisexual29, @myreygn, @duckymcdoorknob, 

[asukaskerian]

Hi! I love your grimmichi work to hell and back!! And I was wondering how many WIPs/stray ideas you have for Bleach? Not asking this in a 'why haven't you posted' way at all! I just really love your writing and would give my soul to hear you talk about it 💖

hey! at the moment i don't have a ton of bleach ideas but then again i don't have a ton of ideas generally. slump. but!

-biggest/most current is actually the grimmichinelhime suburban ot4 which was supposed to be three chapters of setup for a joke and some bisexual porn and we're on chapter 10 still not having writen The Scene. but on the upside i'm still somehow having fun with a story where the biggest upset is "orihime help i can hear them fuck in the guest bedroom aaaaa". (i mean, there's still some violence coming up, but. this is the domestiquest thing i've ever put grimmjow and ichigo in.)

-superheroes fic keeps insisting it needs! a slow-down-and-take-stock chapter before the kurosaki shenanigans start up all over again!! get grimmjow settled some before masaki and yuzu, yeah? and every time i try i keep being so bored trying to come up with one that it stalls on the spot for another two months.

-psychic wolves fic! i have the idea! it needs porn! no it doesn't! this is a porn fic it should have porn! i have a good porn idea! it's almost disconnected from the way the plot is evolving how the hell are they stopping to fuck NOW with aizen on their asses anyway!!! same issue as superheroes, plus i just generally haven't felt enthusiastic at the thought of writing smut for a little while now.

-bloodsport oh god it NEEDS to be an epic space opera fic and i just... i just want ichigo to punch grimmjow in the face and then they brawl and yell at each other and feel better about where they left off things and they fuck. and then isshin and masaki are like :D SON WHY DON'T YOU INTRODUCE YOUR BOYFRIEND and they both look horrified and try to gnaw off their legs to escape. but that would be such a waste of planet hueco mundo and all the worldbuilding i did. sob.

-daemon AU : the Xcution etc arc. the problem is they're already dating there and i didn't like ginjo and his pet brainwash machine as characters so i'm. not enjoying it. i kept trying to rewrite the whole arc too, similar but not too much, and then not similar, and then etc etc, and i keep jotting down very good scripts and just not feeling any interest in actually writing them down because it would turn into a novella of things that are meh, and grimmjow and ichigo and their daemons only not fucking because of stupid external forces. it's like since they got together i have zero drive left to explore the rest of that 'verse even though the "people think ichigo is a yakuza heir and urahara is his boss" thing is hilarious and "how tf do arrancar live in the living world" mmm culture clashes and... flops. they're together and there's no conflict. yawn.

on the upside, tsukishima stealing every single moment that made grimmjow love ichigo, and being all smug and gloatey about it... until grimmjow casually fondles his daemon. goes from :D to D: really fast.

-grimmichihime ot3 cuddle fic... very flop...

... ok so my "tons of ideas" and other people "tons of ideas" might not be the same but seriously. this is a very small hoard of plotbunnies. :(

[devilyn]

HELLO~! First of all, congratulations on the follower count milestone!! I am so glad I found your writing; I've been thirsty for Tsuki post-time skip fanfictions, and your works quenched that! I would also like to participate in your drabble event and request for a Tsuki w/ reader, combining fluff #2 and angst #4+15. I loooovee, love, love your hurt/comfort entries (if it's not obvious from the prompts yet XD) and I look forward to reading more~ 💕

ah and we are back to the man i would give my life to! yes i agree, most of the fics i find of tsukki are of him in high school and i have to remind myself i am no longer able to live out my high school dreams like that LOL so i just write more self-indulgent writing that i’m glad everyone can enjoy!

thank you for your kind words <3 i hope you enjoy this little drabble!

Tsukishima K.

2. “I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed.”

4. “No. The moment you saw me as a bet was the moment you fucked up.”

5. “Until you can return the time I wasted on you, I don’t want anything to do with you.” 

word count: 884

You never really thought about how your boyfriend never said those famous three words. You easily let them slip to him hundreds of times at this point. The first time was a bit embarrassing, the second was a bit shy, but after the third and the fourth, you said ‘I love you’ as easily as you breathed.

And while normally, you didn’t care if he said it or not, your insecurities were starting to bite at you six months into your fresh relationship.

When did people normally say ‘I love you’? You didn’t have much to go off of, but Tsukishima was already the type of lover that didn’t admit his feelings very much, so maybe he’d take even longer.

That’s what you thought, at least.

“You can’t explain this, can you?” you held his phone up with tears in your eyes. Still, you scowled and glared at him so he understood your tears weren’t ones of sorrow, they were from anger.

He sat in front of you, hands in his lap as you reread the texts he had exchanged with Yamaguchi this morning. The morning of your six month anniversary.

“Tadashi congratulated us on six months, and then he asked you if you’d said I love you to me yet, you said you haven’t,” you reiterate with poison on your tongue, spitting out the words like they hurt you to even say. “And then he bet you a free dinner that you would say it less than a month from now.”

Your lower lip quivered as you read your boyfriend’s next text.

“Y/N--” 

“And you said,” you cut him off with a shaking voice. “...you said ‘I’ll never say I love you to Y/N, so get ready to buy me that meal.’”

He sighed and finally stood up, pulling his phone out of your hands, “Y/N, listen to me--”

“No--No, Kei!” You pushed against his chest, the angry tears now dripping down your cheeks as you tried to push him towards the front door. Unfortunately for you, he was much too tall, and surprisingly, much too strong to budge. You shouldn’t have expected any less from a professional athlete.

“Y/N,” his tone was practically pleading with you.

“No,” you jabbed your index finger into his chest, scowling. “The moment you saw me as a bet, you fucked up, Tsukishima Kei.”

“You’re not going to listen to anything I have to say?” he asked, starting to get frustrated with your stubbornness in shutting him out.

“I’m not willing to listening to anything you say,” you spat out, “If you never loved me--for six whole months--why did you even date me then?!”

You felt your angry expression morph into something more vulnerable. Something you were trying to hide from him this entire time. You quickly took a step back, burying your face in your hands as you started to sob.

You heard him step forward hesitantly, and you took an immediate step back, not even bothering to lift your head up to watch your step.

“Until you can return the six months I wasted on you,” your voice lacked the conviction it did before, now teary and weak, “I don’t want anything to do with you.”

Quickly, you tilted your head back to try and blink back the tears, though you knew it wouldn’t do much--not with the way they were streaming quickly down your cheeks.

“Just get out, Kei,” you pointed towards the door, finally lifting your head back up to look at his conflicted expression. “I don’t want to see you anymore.”

“Y/N--” he tried again, but you wouldn’t let him.

“Get out!”

“I l-love you!” he stammered quickly, cursing right after and hiding his red cheeks behind his arm as he looked away from your shell shocked expression.

“...what?” you whispered.

“Shit, I wanted to say I love you for the first time without stuttering, but that failed,” he cursed, mentally berating himself for his now ruined confession.

You took a step forward, weakly gripping at the sleeve of his hoodie to bring his arm down from his face. His eyes softened at your vulnerable expression, full of hesitation and a fear of getting hurt again.

“...you’re not just saying that, right?” you asked meekly. “You really mean it? You didn’t say it to make me less mad?”

He opened his mouth to protest--how could you think so lowly of him? But then he paused, and groaned before gently cupping your wet cheeks to tilt your head up to his in a soft kiss.

“...no, I’m not just saying it,” he mumbled once he pulled back. “I love you, Y/N.”

Your lips curled downwards as you started to cry again, and you weakly swatted at his arm to hide the way his confession made your heart flutter in your chest.

“You’re such a jerk, Kei.”

“I know,” he murmured softly. “Guess I’ll need to buy Yamaguchi dinner now. You’ll have to split the bill with me.”

“Don’t test your luck,” you warned him, glaring up at him as he smirked that stupid smirk of his that had your heart skipping another beat. He really wasn’t good for you.

“Why? You made me fall in love with you after all, so take responsibility.”

You really hated Tsukishima Kei.

[tetsunormous]

My feel good fics reqs

This is kinda for me cause school started, and I know I'm going to cry soon, and I wanted to compile all my favourite fics into one place for easy access lmao. I think this would be a great way for yall to read some great writing that maybe you haven't read before. If you have any recommendations, please let me know!!

I've read amazing pieces, but these are the ones that I constantly think about. I almost only read haikyuu fluff to feel better, so that's all that's on here, but I wanna make a smut on too, and that'll have more fandoms LMAO

Haikyuu

kuroo

(un)certainties - @arroelin

21:16 kuroo tetsuro - @ohajime

there's no title but it makes me teary-eyed - @shdwgarden

Love club love collab - @kmorgzz

So this is love - @luvoratomi

3:04 - @softetsurou

love knows not its depth - @amjustagirl

Suna

bracelet maker matchmaker - @sunshinetoshi

Semi

there's no title but please read this - @sunalma

Atsumu

there's no title but please read this - @sunalma

10:34 - @iwangel

Truth or Drink - @rintaroll

Hanamaki

Love letters over Luxuries - @sunshinetoshi

Matsukawa

Guess Who - @kuroos-babie

Sakusa

sakusa's reset buttons - @bokebelle

Chapstick review- @shoyotime

Two chocolate chips - @peachysamu

Tsukishima

This is me trying - @erwinslut

A letter from Tsukishima - @utahimeskitten

Intimacy drabble - @saturnsorbits

Dad!tsukishima - @kissyomi

Osamu

no title but AGH so good - @neoheros

Bokuto

[7:52 p.m.] - @minejiro

Iwaizumi

6:22 pm - @simpingforoikawa

More than one character

haikyuu boys reaction to their s/o asking for rocks as gifts - @tsukkisangel

[greycappedjester]

I just finished reading your All In The Cards series and it was honestly one of the best stories I've ever read!! It blew my mind how good your writing is and how well thought the plot is. Beyond impressed, I'm sure you put a lot of work on the books and I'm very thankful you wrote them!! It's very inspiring and reading them taught me a lot of stuff too. To make it short because I could ramble for hours about the many amazing points your work has, I hope you know you're truly an awesome artist.

Also, I was curious: do you imagine the scenes clearly in your mind before writing? As someone who has a habit of making book scenes very clear in visual detail in my head while reading I found it very easy to picture everything in movie-like accuracy and it honestly was amazing, so I thought maybe you did the same and then put it into word-form. Whether it's that or not, your narrative abilities are truly astonishing. I don't think I've ever been so immersed in reading a story before!

Sorry for the long ask, and again thank you for sharing your work!

Thank you :)

I'm so glad you liked it!

So, I sometimes think of Cards as my summer blockbuster fics since I mostly think about them like individual movie plots. With that, I do have specific scenes that are very clear in my head when planning out in detail my chapter plans (which I make before I start writing generally)

For All in the Cards, the only one that I can still remember being really, really clear was the Ace's Match (and specifically Hinata taking down Iwaizumi while simultaneously throwing knives)

For Shuffling the Deck, I think the three scenes I planned it most around was the first scene where Tsukishima wakes up and denies Hinata's "murder", Lev using magic to burst Hinata through the window and save him (after Hinata fell from the tower), and the final scene where Hinata and Tsukishima discuss retirement.

For a fun fact, in the Shuffling the Deck,Oikawa small speech to Tsukishima about the Mark being the color of blood was written waaaaay back when I was still in the middle of writing All in the Cards, there was just never a great place to put it in that first story.

[shinaus]

What's your favorite fic/drabble/hcs that you've written?

man!!! oh man!!! y'all are asking for a ramble!!! and you're certainly going to get it!!!

fic

either safe space or art amongst others

these are the longest fics i've written to date and each hold a special place in my heart, mainly because i'm so proud of them. safe space especially was a big jump out of my comfort zone writing aizawa in general never mind such heavy themes - and i to this day am still really happy with it. idk. i hope i can write fics i feel this content with for a long time. art amongst others is also my one of two haikyuu fics with both being tsukishima, so i want to maybe branch out a bit from there!

makes me wanna write long, slow burn fics for hitoshi... who would have guessed

drabble

definetely home

as out of character as i make him, i always love writing the softer and more loving side of dabi. there's just something about him letting someone in and allowing himself to be loved that just hits so right - i really want to write a full fic of him one day

headcanons

probably the relationship timelines - some of them technically aren't fully headcanons but that's what they started off as, i'd love to be able to do more for different characters at some point too!

bakugo / todoroki / hitoshi / tamaki