#Kita x male reader

[writer-and-lover]

Day 19: Kita and Aran

Aran and Kita were devils. Many people didn't know that, their sweet innocent faces and helpful behaviour obviously masking the fact that they'd make you suffer at any opportunity they got. And plenty they did. The amount of toys they had was not to laugh at, and the plans they could make together were downright cruel.

The newest one though, seemed like a very horrifying idea. And yet.

The harness dug into your skin, grounding and yet denying you the simple pleasure of moving your body as you usually would. They'd picked out a harness along with several cuffs and tied you up in a way that didn't let you move your arms or your legs. Your arms were crossed behind your back, your legs pulled apart and cuffed against your arms in a hogtie position. It was embarassingly exposing. Leaving nothing to the imagination. You'd wished this had been the end of it, but Kita's sweet little face had smiled softly (menacingly really) and Aran had distracted you with those soft lips of his and rough hands as the smaller man left the room. Kita had come back with a little glass of... something. Had stroked his soft, pale hand against your cheek and made you to drink it as Aran kissed down your sternum.

At first, it'd been fine. Aran had wrapped his sinfully hot lips around your dick, licking up any drops of precum that trailed down the length. Kita had taken his place at your chest, sucking and biting at your nipples. But after a while, heat ran through your body at an alarming rate. You felt like all the pleasure you got just wasn't enough. It sent your mind into a haze. You didn't even realise you'd started begging, but Kita's soft coos and Aran's deep laughter made you groan. Their grins were devilish and you knew the night was long.

[boakql]

Got a cow hybrid ftm sub reader in the drafts, give me ideas 😩

[falling-like-fall]

my birthdays coming up guys😍😍 by that, I mean six months from now. BUT STILL!! I'm gonna do something. maybe. I only have 10 followers, but I'm sure if I add the right tags people would love to uh idk join 😍😍 BUT UHHHHHH maybe I'll do a something. idk. anyone have any ideas?

[romiyaro]

ꜱɪʟʟʏ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏꜱ - (ᴋɪᴛᴀ ꜱʜɪɴꜱᴜᴋᴇ)

Rrring rrrring !!

The alarm went off for 6am. Kita groaned, shuffling the blankets and turning to look at you.

He didn't have to wake up so early today. His only class was an afternoon class. Plus he stayed up last night with you, binge watching movies and cuddling on the couch.

It was around 2am when he woke up and realised how you both had fallen asleep on the couch. His neck was bent at a very uncomfortable angle.

He had craned his neck to look at you.

Only to coo at the sight of you curled up beside him, mouth drooling a huge patch onto his chest. He would keep it a secret, obviously predicting how mortified you would be if you were to know.

Now, as he stretches a hand, successfully stopping the alarm, he remembers a little something you had told him before the movie last night.

"I wanna make you breakfast in bed." You had pouted.

He could understand your complain. Every time he stayed over, he was the one making breakfast the next morning. It was a habit. And the bonus was he got to see your sleepy smile as you woke to the smell of the food.

He looks down at you, cosy and cuddled in the blankets, slightly snoring.

And he decides - five minutes more sleep won't hurt.

With one hand he laboriously sets the alarm for five minutes.

This time when the alarm rings, Kita lets it ring away, eyes shut closed. After the fifth ring, you wake up. For a second he feels you freeze against him.

And then you quickly sit up, like you remembered something.

Kita feels your palm, patting his face. He almost snorts when you bring your finger under his nose, probably checking if he's breathing. He keeps his breathing slow and steady, putting his hundred percent into the act.

You giggle. Slowly, you get up off the bed, hopping off to the kitchen, murmuring all the things you had planned to make to surprise him in bed.

And as the bedroom door closes behind him, Kita covers his face with his palms, rubbing hard against his cheeks and five o'clock beard. As he replays what happened, he grins, rolling around and burying his face in the pillow so his laugh is absorbed by it.

You just might be the person he wants to spend the rest of his life with.

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[addicted-to-morally-grey-men]

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Uhm... So this is my first time writing a storyline based thing and spare me cause I'm slowly getting the hang of how Tumblr works but i present y'all with....

Storyline: haikyuu... A historical fantasy story about a arch mage, an alchemist and a crowned royal prince. You have been engrossed by the manhwa after your friend recommended this to you. But what happens when you suddenly get isekai'ed into the story as a saintess?

Yandere sakusa (our cleanliness loving arch mage):

You were the saintess.. and he was the mage... Ofcourse you guys were meant to be! It was a match made in heaven sweetheart! You are meant to be together forever! The things you touch... The path you walk on... Everything around you is soo pure so innocent and so so so desperate to be ruined..ruined by him!

(he's an arch mage honey, he's gonna arch your back( ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠))

The moment he realises that the crowned prince and that bastard of an alchemist are in love with you... He loses it! He has to keep you safe! No one is allowed to taint your pure soul! No one but him!

Don't be surprised when you find yourself locked in a temple with high level magic spells around you.. he just did it for your protection sweetheart.. So what if you are the saintess and have to bless people? You should only use your blessings on him and him alone! Don't worry love... He'll make sure to remove any peck of impurity around both of you<3

Even if he has to get his hands dirty just for you<3

Yandere akaashi (royal crowned prince)

You're a saintess... That means you are his bride! His soon to be wife and the empire's mother! What do you mean that's not how it works? Isn't it how it goes in the stories? The saintess marries the crowned prince who turns into the emperor and they live happily forever ever after?

Aw.. ofcourse you don't know about it.. you're a pure soul afterall! Silly him! He needs to protect you then! Since, he can't have someone else taking his salvation away!

...WHAT!? THAT LOUSY MAGE AND PESKY ALCHEMIST DARE HAVE FEELINGS FOR YOU!? This can't be! no nO NO NO! This is treason! Treason against the royal family! So what if they are powerful? They need to be executed immediately!

Only he has the rights to claim you as his wife! Even if he has to bend a few royal orders here and there....

Yandere kita ( perfectionist alchemist )

Playing with spells and magic circles was his thing! The moment he laid his eyes on you.. he was enchanted! Obsessed! Desperate!. He needed to have you one way or the other.

You bless people, save them from misery by your holy powers, the epitome of mercy whereas he was deemed as evil, scary and an outcast.. but you.. you were the only one who treated him like a human.. no, no he doesn't care if you're the saintess, a maid or even a witch... He loves you! No matter what you are and what you want to be!

He's got to cage you keep you safe from prying eyes! Darling, he has seen how other stare at you... It makes him want to claw their eyes out!

How about going far far away from humanity where only the two of you are present? Doesn't it sound so romantic?♡

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[wonderoustime]

they say "chivalry is dead" but how could it be when kita is alive?

trained by his granny from a young age, kita has been raised as the man to defeat all men in regard to classiness.

he pulls your chair out for you not out of obligation, but with a deep-rooted respect for your presence. his genuine feelings pour out of his heart through his mouth as he compliments you on your work, your personality and your personal style, taking into account your likes and dislikes so he can always gift you things that match up with your interests and things that you've always wanted to give a try but have never uttered a word about aloud.

the very essence of chivalry resides in the way he always ensures to walk on the side of traffic and the way he holds doors open for not just you, but for anyone behind you. it's in the way he always quickly jogs up to an old person and helps them hold their bags or cross the road, the way he quickly offers his seat to anyone in need, the way he makes everyone he talks to feel heard in a way irreplicable by anyone else. it blooms just like the small bouquet of flowers he hands you, permeates the senses similar to the scent of the delicious sweet he gifts your family and shines bright like the stars in the sky as he carries a tipsy you home from the bar.

it's the cardigan cure for the september storm.

[suw4]

Realisations and Apologies

Kita Shinsuke from Haikyuu!!

an/tw: just kita being mean. and woahhh no way? a new update? thats crazy. okay have fun reading. sorry if my writing is a little rusty

Masterlist | Haikyuu!! Masterlist

It is known for Kita Shinsuke to have a strict routine. No matter what obstacles he may encounter, he will never let it disturb his peace. However, there was an annoying bug that had been flying by his ear. Disturbing his line of work. Putting all of this strict timely routine to break. This greatly frustrates the dual haired wing spiker more than the irritating behaviours from the Miya twins.

[Name], a libero whom he met from the volleyball club at Junior High. Someone who he deeply cares for and who returns the same exact feelings towards him. Shinsuke was never the one to like people pitying him. That's another thing that he hates. However, with [Name], it never felt like that. It was like the light that guided his pathway to success. It was normal. Everything felt normal. Maybe that was the reason why he accepted the [h/c] haired's confession.

Unfortunately for the wing spiker, it was a terrible add-on to his routine. No, [Name] is not even in his routine at all. The libero would change Shinsuke's routine frequently. Often asking him out for a date. For practice. For anything. Even if it means to get a small chance to chat with his lover. [Name] only thoughts were that he wanted to spend time with his boyfriend. For Shinsuke, it was disturbing his peace. The dual haired male never thought it would. Ever. Yet, it did. And it was frustrating him more than it should.

Practice just ended, and everyone was walking out of the gymnasium to get home. "Suke~, let's go on a date tonight! What do you think? We should get dinner as well. I'm sure you're exhausted from using that amazing brain of yours for the team," [Name] chuckled, walking side by side with his lover. Reaching down to intertwine his fingers with his. Unexpectedly, Shinsuke yanked his arm away from the other, surprising him. He stared at him in shock, including with a few teammates who were watching from behind.

"Quit it," he blunty demanded before continuing his walk out of the gym. "Ah- Suke? Is something wrong-?"

"Yes. It's you. You're disrupting my routine. Every time you ask me out, you ruin it. So quit it. We have gone to enough dates now," he snapped back. [Name] was taken aback by his boyfriend's sudden change in behaviour. But he tries to laugh it off. "What am I then if I'm not asking you out ever so often?" he teased with a lighthearted laugh. Only get shut down immediately. Completely shut down.

"You're my boyfriend who couldn't do well in the sport that he loves," Suddenly there was ringing in [Name]'s ears. He was left speechless. Eyes widening at Shinsuke's words. The other members were shocked by that as well. That was the first time Shinsuke has ever belittled someone like that. To make it worse, he was talking about his own boyfriend.

"O-Oi, Kita. You can't talk about [Name] like that. He works harder than all of us," Aran called out to him, trying to stop these lovers before a quarrel starts. But it only seemed to add more oil to the fire. "And why is that? With your sloppy receives, there's a reason why you weren't cut out to be our regular libero. Akagi is better than you. You lack intelligence and plays. That's what makes you a bad player. Hence, Akagi is more talented in that area. You just exist to be an unsuccessful subtitute that will drag us down for future roads to nationals,"

A sense of dread filled [Name]'s whole body. Wondering why Shinsuke was saying all this. But it annoys him because it's true. After Junior High, [Name] could not bring out his full potential like he used to. He looks down to his arms, seeing all the red marks from receiving powerful spikes from Aran and the other wonderful hitters in the team. He stayed silent for a moment until another third year spoke up.

Akagi jolted when he heard his name being mentioned. Upon hearing what the team captian had said, he came to [Name]'s aid. "Kita! You shouldn't be harsh to [Name]! He genuinely works hard! Just like the rest of us. He always asks tips from me. He's pretty determined when it comes to his position!" he encouraged the [h/c] head. Patting his back as a way to say that he did well. "A substitute libero," the captian retorted.

"Are you saying that I'm not good enough for this team?" [Name] blurted out. Everyone seemed to visibly shake hearing that. Then, the substitute libero let out an exhilarated sigh. "You're right. I should've worked harder. Sorry, captain',"

"Also," Shinsuke started. Facing the front where the grym doors are. "I would like to break up with you. So please. Don't ever come to me again," he proposed. [Name] could only bite his lower lip harshly. "Woah, isn't that too much, Kita?" Suna furrowed his brows a little. Shinsuke actively ignores him and takes a step forward. Leaving everyone to go home.

The ones left in the gymnasium looked at [Name] in pity. All of them came to his side, trying to comfort him to their best. But [Name] could only brush it off. Pretending that it was one of Inarizaki's harsh critiques.

The very next day, it was lunch period. Both Shinsuke and Omimi were taking out their lunchboxes to eat in class. Omimi looked over to the other. "Are you not going to eat with [Name]? Usually, you two eat together somewhere quiet,"

"[Name] and I have separated," he replied, lifting the lid open. "So it's true then. You guys have broken up," he took a bite from his bento. "So I've heard from [Name]. I've also heard from coach that he had stepped down from volleyball. He said he would rather focus on his studies and that he wished us good luck for nationals,"

"Good for him,"

"Are you not surprised? You two may have broken up, but don't you still care about one another? He relies on you a lot,"

"I know that very well," that puts a tense atmosphere between them. Anyone else in the classroom would feel suffocated. Omimi stared at the other in disbelief. "I misjudged your character, Kita. I never knew you would be this heartless," That was the first time he was ever described by something so negative.

A week has passed and after school practice came around. Everything was going well. Except something was missing. Someone was missing. However, Shinsuke maintains his observation with his current team.

The coach entered the gymnasium with a piece of clothing draped over his arm. He let out a sigh and called the boys for a short meeting. He had informed them that one of the third years had stepped down. "As some of you realise, [Name] has stopped coming to practice. The reason is that he had decided to step down from the club. Due to him studying, he won't be able to be here and watch you guys play at Spring High. I'm just here to deliver a message from him. He only wishes all of you the best for the nationals," he announced. Aside from the boys being freaked out by it, Atsumu was the first one to speak up defensively. "What?! There's no way we can continue without [N/n]!! He's the only one who could receive this guy's spikes!" he argued, pointing at Suna with his thumb. Suna glared at him in return.

"Seriously, why the sudden leave? Is there another reason? He loves volleyball! It's so obvious that you could see it in his face," he continued to ramble on. The coach only shook his head, saying that there was no other reason. Though a few may think they knew the answer. But everything is alleged. The only true reason will come out once [Name] says it with his own mouth.

Everyone took notice of the clothing that their coach had. It was a jersey, freshly washed and dried. They read the number on it. Number 16. The number that [Name] wore. For some reason, that made everyone's heart feel heavy. While a certain someone felt extremely guilty.

There Shinsuke was. Standing in front of his ex-boyfriend's house. It has come to a realisation how [Name] would rarely allow him to get into his house. He has been there once. Never been there again. It felt a little foreign for the male. But that's not the main reason why he's there.

He stepped forward and gave a couple of knocks. Footsteps came fading it, making blood rush through his body. A little tinge of hope that the [h/c] head would answer. The door clicked, and a long screech sounded. It wasn't [Name] who answered the door, but his father.

"Kita Shinsuke? What are you doing here?" the male asked with a raised brow. "Is [Name] home?" he took a bow before asking. "Yes. He is. Studying his in his room. I'm so glad he stepped down from volleyball. Surely, who wants their son to go through something he can't do? Sure, he used to be a prodigy, but it's better if he focused on his studies. I'm also glad that you were able to get him to leave that club. How did you do it?" he smiled, placing his hand on his hips. That only made Shinsuke eat his guts. He couldn't say much from that. He didn't dare to explain how much he hurt his son from saying unnecessary things.

The dual haired shook his head. "Can I speak with [Name] for a moment?" he politely asked. "Of course. He has been in his room for all day long right after he came back from school. He has been quiet as usual. I'm sure he's tired. Oh. Speak of the devil," he trailed off, hearing someone climbing down the stairs. "Oh. Kita?" [Name] mumbled, walking towards his father. He gave him a look as a signal for him to leave them alone. After the older male left, he smiled at the wing spiker. "What are you doing here?"

"I would like to talk to you, [Name]," Shinsuke fiddled his fingers a little. His body seem to be itching to move. "I'm sorry, Kita but--" the taller male was about to deny but the other leap himself into a tight hug with him. [Name] was a little dumbfounded but didn't return the hug.

"OHHH MY GOD----"

Everyone now was in [Name]'s bedroom. Everyone meaning the whole volleyball club members. Apparently, all of then were stalking Shinsuke and ended up there. Currently, they were kneeling on the floor while Shinsuke and [Name] sat on the bed. "We're sorry, [N/n]!!" Atsumu wept. "We? Who's we? You dragged us here!" Osamu exclaimed, hitting his twin's head with his fist. The others seemingly nodding in agreement. "[N/n]... Why did you leave us? Don't you love volleyball anymore? Do you hate us now?!" the blonde twin whined while crawling up to the older's legs. He sighed heavily and glanced to the side. "I don't hate you guys. I left because I rather focus on my future,"

"Volleyball isn't part of your future anymore?" the younger ask. His shoulders fell, exhausted. "Volleyball is no longer fun if you're not good at it," Some of them furrowed their brows at that statement. "Of course. For the ones that happened to be there that day, no, it wasn't because of Kita. He only made me realised how much I hate volleyball," he paused for a moment, sensing his ex's subtle shift on the bed. "Some of you think Kita breaking up with me was wrong-"

"YOU GUYS BROKE UP??" Atsumu yelled. "You idiot, obviously they are. [N/n] calls him Kita now," his twin shoved him. The rest only sighed heavily in annoyance. "As I was saying, I agree with you. It was horrible. Never felt so shitty in my entire life. At the worst time of my life too," he sighed, rubbing down his thighs. That piqued everyone's interest. Questioning onto their senior's life.

"My parents have never been so supported of me playing Volleyball. Everyday they discourage me but I had every one of you to keep my spirits up. Until as of late. Exams are coming close and my parents has bugging me excessively about quitting the club. It was getting to me to the point I couldn't play as how I used to. So when Kita told me that all of that, it felt like I didn't have no ways to move on," he ended his explanation there. Silence dominated the atmosphere.

Arms suddenly wrapped around the older's neck. It was Shinsuke's. Pulling him into another hug. "I'm sorry, [Name]," he uttered, tightening his embrace. The other exhaled as he melted into the hug, wrapping his arms back. "I shouldn't have said that about you. You are an amazing volleyball player. An amazing libero. An amazing boyfriend too," he mumbled into the crook of the [h/c]'s neck. The male could feel his skin feeling a little wet.

That was the first time in a while where Shinsuke said more than one sentence. Other than the time when he literally berated his own boyfriend right in front of his teammates. Overwhelm filled [Name] as he grabbed a fistful of the back of other's jacket and began sobbing. This triggered the boys to tear up as well. One by one, they stood up from their spot and hug the two. Slowly building up a group hug.

In the end, everyone went home. [Name] and Shinsuke called. The dual haired initiated the call first. Apologizing and apologizing. This time he was careful with his words. The two finally made up and got together again.

The next day, [Name] showed up for the team's practice hours. However, he was only there to send Shinsuke to the gym since he had already made the decision to stop playing for the team and focused on his education instead. He had to leave right after but Atsumu had found himself clinging onto him. Begging him to not leave. [Name] eventually gave in and watched them play for a few minutes.

Shinsuke stood by his boyfriend with a water bottle in hand. He silently slid his fingers in between the taller male's. Locking it in hold. He didn't say anything but [Name] could still feel the guilt radiating off of him. Then he felt weight leaning onto him. Shinsuke laying his head onto his shoulders. "Are you tired?" he asked. The volleyball player only nodded. He hummed softly. "Okay. If you don't mind, I will pick you up once it's finished. Or do you want to keep sticking to your routine?" A gentle squeeze from their connected hands gave him the answer that he needed. So, he hummed once more. "Okay then. I'll pick you up once it's over," he says, turning to look at his lover and leaned down for a simple peck on the head. A small smile reached Kita Shinsuke's lips.

[lumiinix]

“Unless you’re the one that is walking down the isle, then I don’t want to see you at my wedding.”

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[hunn1e-bunn1e]

T H E A U D A C I T Y

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This fucking man- I swear. How dare he be so perfect, has he no shame!?

Like tf? He has no business being that good of a person! On top of that, who gave this bitch permission to be so fine!? 100% would marry!

He's good to his grandmother, he's good to his team, he's good to other teams! Kind, generous, loyal, reliable, thoughtful, mature! What's not to love!

He's a rice farmer post time skip, so you know he's strong, hardworking and has good time management. God responsibility and efficiency is so sexy!

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[remuswriting]

THE NARRATIVE; MASTERLIST

Everyone has a different perception of who Miya Y/N is.  Y/N doesn’t know which is the right one.

PAIRINGS: Aran Ojiro/Male! Reader

GENRE: Angst; Humor; Romance; Coming of Age; Self-Acceptance

WARNINGS: Slight Violence; Verbal Fighting; Heavy Insults; Mental Health Issues; Mentions of Past Child Abuse; Hopeful Ending; Unrequited Love

STATUS: Ongoing

NOTES: Chapters will not be posted on Tumblr due to their length.  The link takes you to the ao3 version.  Here is the link to the wattpad version. (They’re the same fic.) All other notes will be found in the fic.

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Epilogue

[sunarc]

Again

Synopsis: There’s something about watching his darling cum over and over again that brings a menacing smile to Kita’s face

 DISCIPLINE Kita x Reader 

Warning: smut, afab reader, daddy kink, spanking, finger sucking, praise, oral male receiving, overstimulation, unprotected sex, fingering

A/N: I wanted to save this for Kita’s birthday post but I couldn’t hold it much longer hehe. Also it feels good to be back. This is apart of my kinktober masterlist that you can check here 

Kita’s stare burned. The way he looked at you was almost terrifying. You want to say something but you knew better than to speak in a moment like this. You sat on the edge of the bed spread out for him to see you in all your glory. Your legs trembled as you shoved your finger deeper into your hole. Below you laid a pool of your own cum from the previous orgasms that Kita watched you pull from yourself. 

“Shin I can’t” you whimpered.

Kita walked closer to you. A smirk covered his face as he gazed at the mess between your legs. He scanned your body before meeting your eyes. There was a look of hunger as he stared at you. 

“So pretty for me” the words fell from his glossy lips with ease.

Kita leaned down to you. His lips found their way to your neck and you felt shivers run through your body. His mouth felt warm against your skin as he sucked a mark you knew you’d have to cover up later. His hand slid down your body until he reached your core. He pulled your fingers from your hole and brought them up to your lips.

“Be a good girl and suck for me”

Kita’s voice was deep and sultry. You felt so needy for him you’d do anything to hear him call you his good girl again. You opened your mouth and Kita guided your slick covered fingers onto your tongue. You met his eyes as your tongue cleaned your mess. He looked at you mesmerized. He was like an animal ready for its prey. You felt the heat pool between your legs and you could only hope that Kita was finally going to decide he was ready to fuck you. He pulled away from you to stand up straight. He was still fully clothed and you wanted nothing more than to rip the clothes off of him. You felt desperate. You needed him to fuck you. The thought of Kita sliding in and out of you groaning your name with each thrust clouded your brain. 

“Again” Kita broke through your thoughts with his voice. 

You almost screamed at the word. You knew exactly what he meant. He wanted another orgasm from you. He wanted to watch you fuck yourself and beg for him all over again. 

“Shin please” you leaned forward to sit on your knees. Your hand reached for his belt and you gave him your best pout. “I need your cock daddy” 

You knew he had a soft spot for hearing you call him daddy. It was a tactic you had little hope for but it couldn’t hurt to try. The chuckle that bubbled from his throat was all the answer you needed. He leaned down to be eye level with you. His hand wrapped around your throat giving it a soft squeeze. 

“Only good girls get daddy’s cock. Maybe you’ll think again before you play with my pussy without my permission” 

He stood again with a menacing smile. 

“Don’t make me repeat myself doll” 

Your hand instinctively slid down to your core to rub small circles over your clit. You let out a small whimper at the delicate touch. Your mind began to wander off to the thought of Kita. You were desperate to feel his touch. You leaned your head back and closed your eyes. Your fingers slid down to your hole. The desire to be filled was overwhelming. You dipped two fingers inside and let out a soft gasp. Your jaw hung low as your fingers massaged your gummy walls. 

“Come on baby” Kita’s voice rang through your stream of moans.

You looked up to see him staring at you while undoing his tie, the same smirk covering his face. 

“You know what I want to hear” The menacing smile dropped into a deadpan expression 

“Beg.”

The words seemed to bounce off the walls. If begging was what you had to do to get his touch then so be it.

“Please Shin-”

“Who?” you knew what he wanted to hear.

Your eyes met his. Your fingers moved back and forth with the only sound in the room being the wet sounds of hole.

“Please fuck me daddy” the words felt so naughty falling past your lips. 

Kita’s fingers tapped against your inner thigh signaling for you to spread your legs further. You did as you were told with a moan. “I want you to make me cum. I want to scream your name until I can’t take it anymore.” your back and forth movement continued and the hungry look in Kita’s eyes grew. He removed his tie and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. His eyes never left you. Your body felt hot from the stare. Kita pulled off his shirt revealing his toned body. His skin glistened and you were almost sure there was drool on your lips.  His hands came up to his belt to undo it. Your heart began to patter in your chest with the only thought being Kita’s cock. Kita slipped his pants off and you could see the bulge in his underwear. 

“Do you want me as badly as I want you Daddy?” you already knew the answer to your question. You just needed to hear him say it. 

Kita leaned down to you staring deeply into your eyes. He pulled your fingers free from your hole, placed them onto his tongue and slowly began to suck. You wanted to close your eyes from the feeling of his tongue swiveling around your fingers but you couldn’t pull away from the sight. Kita’s plump lips wrapped around your fingers with loan groans. Your heart was beating in your chest harder than ever. He pulled your fingers from his mouth with a line of saliva following behind. His hand guided your hand down his chest to the hard on in his underwear. Your eyes followed his movements until they reached their destination. You hadn’t noticed yourself slowly leaning forward. You looked up to see him staring down at you. 

“Show me how bad you want me” 

Within seconds you were on your knees in front of him. Your hand reached up to pull his underwear down. His cock sprung free and if your pupils could they would have formed the shape of hearts. Your tongue licked the tip earning a low groan. You sucked softly before pushing him further into your mouth. His cocked brushed the back of your throat easily. You moaned as you bobbed your head back and forth at a slow pace. 

“Just like that doll” Kita’s hand gripped your hair softly guiding your head up and down his cock. Drool dripped down the sides of your mouth. His groans were enough to make you feel a heartbeat between your legs. Your hand snaked down your body to ease the desire for pleasure. You rocked back and forth on your hand while your mouth devoured Kita’s cock whole.

“Your mouth looks so pretty stretched out for me. I can’t wait to see how pretty you look getting filled with my cum.” Kita’s words carried so much weight. 

You were desperate to see him cum. Kita rocked his hips into your mouth while his hands came up to the sides of your head holding you in place. You looked up towards him. His head was leaned back with his jaw slack. His groans flowed through the room like a song you never wanted to end. His skin glistened with drops of sweat. You never knew someone could be so perfect. Kita pulled himself back from you. His hand wrapped around your throat to lead you to stand up. His lips pressed down on yours. For a second the world stopped. There was nothing but the two of you. You felt your body shiver from the passion behind his kiss. He pulled back breathing heavily. 

“All four now” his voice was demanding

You got on the bed on your hands and knees. You wiggled your ass in the air signaling to Kita he had all access to you.  Kita’s hand came down onto your ass cheek. A small smile formed as he watched it jiggle from the impact. 

“So wet for me baby” 

He lined the tip of his cock to your hole and slowly pushed himself in. You let out a soft gasp at the feeling of being stretched out. Kita pulled his cock from inside of you and chuckled at the whimper you let out. 

“So needy for me aren't ya doll?”

Kita brushed his cock against your clit. You let out a soft moan as you bucked your hips onto his cock. 

“Please,” you whined. “ Put it in”.

You needed to be full. You were desperate to feel his cock stretch you out. Who was Kita to deny you of what you needed so badly? He buried his cock into you. His hips rocked back and forth at an achingly slow pace. Kita could be such a tease at times. His pace was constant. 

“You need me don't you” he whispered the words over your soft moans. His cock slid so easily into you. You were made just for him.

“How does it feel, doll?” Kita leaned down to whisper the words into your ear. 

You let out a soft moan as his cock inched deeper into you. The squelching sounds of your hole echoed through the room. You could barely form the words you wanted to say to Kita.

“How’s my cock feel fucking this sloppy hole hmm?” He picked up his pace and began ramming into you. The creaking of the bed grew louder along with your moans. Your hand gripped the sheets below you. Your mouth sat open with your face pressed against the bed. You would have felt embarrassed by the amount of drool that soaked the sheets but all you could think about was how good the stretch of your pussy felt. 

“Daddy” you moaned the words so delicately.

The feel of him fucking himself deeper into you mercilessly left you speechless. 

“That’s right” Kita groaned “ I don’t want to hear anything unless its you screaming my name” 

His grip on your hips tightened. The sound of skin slapping against each other filled the room. Your legs began to tremble with each thrust. Your hole clenched around Kita’s cock as you neared your orgasm. 

“Please I-” your words were cut off by your own moan.

“Its okay baby, make a mess on my cock” 

His words were enough to send you to your release. You body felt weak as Kita held your hips fucking you through your orgasm. You let out muffled moans of his name. 

“So good for me” he groaned watching you cream on his cock. “So fucking good for me”

Kita’s movements stilled. He gripped onto your hair pulling you up to his chest. His tongue licked a long strip on your neck before biting just enough to earn a whimper from you. 

“You didn’t think we were done did you?” he breathed the words “ We're not stopping until I think you’ve learned your lesson.”

 Kita released you allowing your half limp body to fall back onto the bed. He gripped your hips and began rocking his cock into you again.

“Now be a good girl and cum on my cock again”

[sweetdreamlandstuff]

Catching them masturbating - Haikyu Part 2

NSFW / Minors don't interact / 18+

Pairing: Female reader x timeskip Sakusa / Atsumu

Sequel to this series :)

Warnings: male masturbation, fantasies about sex, cumming in pants, infidelity/reader cheating in Atsumu's part (I'm sorry Kita), fingering, penetrative sex

Notes: I was kind of in a writing slump and didn't have a lot of time to write but I’m back with this! Hope you all enjoy and let me know what you think! Reblogs and comments are highly appreciated :)

Kiyoomi Sakusa

Generally, Sakusa hates it when people show up unannounced. He has his routine, his special way of doing things, uninterrupted and at his own pace.

But now he’s disrupted. And this is in such a vulnerable state, at an extremely inconvenient time of the day.

He just came home, he had a nice dinner and was relaxing on the couch. And like so often his mind wandered to you - his beautiful neighbor. 

A lot of times, merely innocent thoughts about you ended up with his hand wrapped around his flushed dick. Just like now. His hand hurriedly pumps into his flushed tip, his breathing erratic as he imagines it’s your pussy that is wrapped so tightly around him instead. A groan rips past his heaving chest, as he watches a bead of pre-cum spilling down his length.

And then the bell rang.

Sakusa doesn’t get up. He simply stops his movement and hopes that the intruder will just disappear - but he hopes in vain. 

The sound of the bell rings through his apartment again. He holds his breath; his dick twitching in his hand; hoping for a release. 

He thinks himself safe when it’s quiet for a minute and he’s about to resume his movement. And then the shrill sound rings through his apartment again. 

“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath. Reluctantly he lets go of himself before he pulls his pants up. 

He’s still hazy from his pleasure, so he doesn’t even think about his appearance, only hoping to get this over quickly. 

He flings the door open and nearly chokes on air when he lays his eyes on you. You’re right in front of him, looking even more beautiful than in his fantasies.

Maybe Sakusa should’ve glanced into the mirror before opening the door. Then he wouldn’t have to wonder why your eyes widen, before feverishly raking over his body. 

He becomes painfully aware of his appearance now.

You swallow hard, noticing his disheveled hair, his naked and flushed chest heaving with his heavy breathing. Quickly, you avert your gaze to the floor, trying not to think of what he could’ve been doing just now. Just working out, you try to convince yourself. 

You raise your eyes to his again. They are so dark, peering at you with such an intensity that you’d rather just look away again. You try your best not to get lost in them.

“Hey, uhm sorry for disrupting. You’re Sakusa, right? I’m your neighbor and…,” you mumble sheepishly, trying your best not to let your gaze flicker back down to his chest. 

His eyes grow wider. “Hold on. I’ll just quickly put on something. Come in if you want,” he mutters, before quickly turning around.

Well, you wouldn’t mind if he kept his shirt off, you muse as you study his impressive back as you follow behind him into his apartment. He dips into one of the rooms and comes back a few seconds later with a shirt on. 

You look around his place, noticing how clean and tidy it is. That doesn’t match your neighbor's disheveled appearance you’ve just witnessed. You put the package down on his table, pointing towards it.

“This was wrongfully given to me,” you explain, smiling at him sweetly. 

Sakusa’s eyes flicker to the package before they fix on you again. “Thanks,” he mutters.

“Sorry, if I was … uhm were I interrupting something?” you question, the curiosity getting the best of you. 

His dark eyes grow a little wider at your question. You have seen him around countless times, but this facial expression is new to you. You must be onto him.

He massages the back of his neck, averting your gaze. He doesn’t even try to hide the strong blush that sprawls across his cheeks. 

You let your gaze travel lower and then you see it. Earlier you were too caught up with ogling his bare chest but now you see it - the bulge in his pants. It’s … huge. Hmmm, that’s a far more interesting package…

You let your gaze drag up his body again. In embarrassment, you notice that he has caught you staring. You gnaw on your bottom lip as you observe the blush on his cheeks deepen. He just looks right back at you, his face visibly flustered but his eyes are hard.

Sakusa doesn’t know what to do. He just looks at you, not sure if you know what he has been doing. But even if - what difference would this make?

“Were you jerking off?” You ask, the corner of your lips slightly curling upwards. You look a little bit surprised yourself that the question escaped your lips so easily. 

He huffs, rolling his eyes at you. So, you know he did. He just looks at you in silence. You crumble under his stare. 

“Sorry, I’m leaving,” you hurriedly mumble, heading towards the door. 

Sakusa catches up with you in a few seconds. It’s like his body reacted on its own. His hand encircles your wrist, holding you back.

“Don’t go.” His words are barely above a whisper.

He observes you as you swallow hard before you lock eyes with him. You glance at each other before he continues. 

“Why were you asking me this?” The question drops from his lips hurriedly. He needs to know.

“I- I don’t know. I thought that maybe…” you trail off, not daring to articulate what exactly you wanted.

“You wanna help me?” This time it’s Sakusa that is surprised by his own words.

He observes you as you open your mouth a few times before a quiet, dumbfounded “What?” Fills up his silent apartment.

He quickly lets go of your wrist and steps away. “Sorry, I must’ve…”

“No, I mean…,” you fall into his sentence. You gulp, finding the courage to look into his black eyes again. The longing you find in them nearly makes your heart melt.

A low yes drops from your lips without a second thought. Sakusa observes you, swallowing against the dryness of his mouth. His heart still beats violently in his chest, the possibility of his fantasies realizing so soon nearly making him dizzy. 

You step closer and he takes ahold of your wrist again, dragging you towards his couch. He feels helpless after that. He places himself down on the soft cushion avoiding looking anywhere near you. You take over the initiative. 

A strangled sound escapes his chest as you move onto his lap, straddling him. His eyes grow wide, doubtfully fixing on your face. Fuck, you’re even more beautiful from up this close.

“You okay?” You mumble, biting back a smile.

“You’re making me nervous,” he admits sheepishly.

If his pathetic words have this effect, Sakusa considers being pathetic more often. You smile, so brightly, that he has no other choice than to return it. He takes you in, letting his eyes drag over your features. You’re still so unfamiliar, so new. 

The longing to have you like this; to get to know how you taste, how your hands will press against his skin, how you’ll sound makes his whole body burn. And now he has you right here on his lap, curios eyes filled with apprehension.

“Let me help you,” you breathe, dipping your head low. Your lips are so soft, molding right against his. His hands instinctively hold onto you, fingertips gently pressing into your waist. 

He feels encompassed by your warmth, your scent, by your taste. Your tongue messily drags against his bottom lip, coaxing his mouth open. His skin burns under your hands that wander searchingly along his neck before burying in his curls. 

You slightly tug at his hair, eliciting him a small gasp. You explore each other's mouths, tongues moving messily against each other, breathing getting heavier and heavier. You don’t know how long you two kiss each other like this.

Sakusa’s hand moves over your body, gripping and catching every bend hurriedly and shamelessly now. He swallows your soft pants, every one of your noises making blood rush down his body.

You shortly pull away, catching your breath. A string of spit between your lips breaks, just before Sakusa leans forward again, crashing his mouth against yours once more. He’s more hungry now, the kiss more desperate. 

And then you move. The movement is impalpable at first, the gentle grinding of your hips. Yet, Sakusa feels it with an intensity that makes his mind dizzy. His cock is already so sensitive from the stimulation earlier. And every roll of your hips against him has the knot in his belly tighten.

He pulls away, slowly prying his eyes open. He gazes up at you through his half-lidded eyes, enthralled by the sight of you. 

You stare right back at him; at his puffy, half-bruised face. You increase the movement of your hips. Feathery, open-mouthed kisses land on his neck. Sakusa gasps, his grip tightening around you, helping in guiding you on his length. The heat of his hardened dick seeps through the layers of skin separating you two. 

You slightly suck on the sensitive skin of his throat, eliciting him a low groan. Sakusa feels so hot, his skin burning where you touched him, his dick throbbing so painfully against your clothed core. You pull away, watching him as he loses himself. 

“Do you like that?” You mumble, watching as he peels open his eyes languidly.

“Don’t stop” he rasps, craving the friction.

You resume your movement, rocking yourself over him again. His gaze is almost delirious, his dark eyes hazed over with lust as he studies your face. His breathing is erratic as his hips involuntarily buck up into you. 

“I wanna fuck you so bad,” you breathe wistfully.

Sakusa breathes out a shaky moan, at the lewdness of your words and the yearning apparent in your eyes. A choked groan rips past his chest, his hips pressing up into you as he tips over the edge.

He’s just as surprised as you as he cums in his pants. You feel it through your clothes; the painful throbbing of his dick as his eyes widen.

“Fuck,” he groans, his face flushed red, a slight furrow of his brows, as his fingertips dig into your flesh. This is a first for Sakusa. 

“I’m- fuck - sorry,” he stammers, his voice hoarse. His face burns in embarrassment.

There is it again - that smile of yours. 

“Don’t worry,” you reassure him, gently swatting a strand of his curls away from his glistening forehead. 

A soft chuckle falls from your lips, as you teasingly grind yourself against him. Sakusa groans, his dick twitching weakly. 

“I think I’m gonna tell the postman to drop your packages over at mine more often.”

Atsumu Miya

Atsumu seizes his chance. Finally, he’s alone. You and Kita have gone out onto the rice fields, allowing him the chance to finally release the tension that has been building up inside him for the last few days. At last, he can get a release - as loudly as he wants. 

He’s in the bathroom, one hand holding onto the sink, the other wrapped tightly around his flushed dick. He watches his hand dragging along his length, only thinking about you - his friend’s girlfriend. 

His heavy pants fill up the tiny room as he thinks about you, about your beautiful body, your face, your voice, picturing you in varying, sinful positions. He knows he shouldn’t. But he does so anyway.  

He’s so wrapped up in his fantasies that he initially doesn’t hear the door opening. Atsumu didn’t lock the bathroom door, why would he? You two were going to be on the rice fields for a while. And quite frankly; the possibility of you finding him like this only fueled his dirty mind. 

But now that you stand in the doorframe, eyes wide and mouth agape he has to admit that maybe this wasn’t the smartest move.

“What are- Why didn’t you close the door?” He hears your stunned voice.

Atsumu flinches, your name dropping from his lips in surprise. He stares at you blankly for a few seconds, registering your visibly flustered face. His mouth closes and opens a few times before he even thinks about letting go of himself. 

“I- I’m sorry,” he mutters. He swallows hard, quickly tugging his hard dick back into the confinement of his boxers. His face flushes hot as he observes your gaze trailing along his bare abdomen. His wide chest is heaving with his labored breath, flushed red with desire. 

“You can’t behave for a few days?” You scold him, though your voice is weak.

Atsumu gulps, avoiding your intense stare. “Not when you’re around,” he admits meekly.

A long sigh drops from your lips, causing his eyes to flicker back to you. He takes in your flustered face, the light furrow of your brows, and the way you bite down on your bottom lip. His hand rakes through his disheveled hair.

“Atsumu,” you hesitate. “I’m Kita’s girlfriend,” you assert, your eyes jumping over his face searchingly. 

“I know,” he murmurs, with a sad smile. Of course, he knows. 

“You shouldn’t think about me this way,” you continue, the furrow of your brows deepening.

He shrugs, scoffing. “Don’t you think I know that?”

“I suppose,” you reply, surprised but also afraid that he doesn’t deny his feelings for you. 

A long sigh drops from his lips before he moves closer to you. His gaze softens, his eyes ruefully trailing along your features. “I’m sorry. Do you forgive me?” His voice is hoarse, his warm breath fanning across your cheek. 

You look up at him, his vulnerable expression makes your heart twist. He’s so close, you can see a handful of freckles on his cheeks. You nod, your eyes darting to his lips.

“I didn’t intend for this to happen,” he mutters gently.

“I know,” you whisper, hypnotized by his words, by his deep voice.

“I can’t get you out of my mind, no matter how hard I try,” he continues, his voice almost breaking.

You swallow hard, your eyes flickering back to his eyes. 

The look in his half-lidded eyes makes your heart race in your chest. You unconsciously draw closer to him, basking in the heat his body radiates. 

Atsumu carefully stretches out his hand, softly cradling your cheek in his hand. You don’t resist his touch, causing his heart to flutter hopefully in his chest.

He dips low, tenderly pressing his lips onto yours. His other hand finds purchase on your hip, fingertips gently digging into your flesh as if he’s afraid you will evaporate. 

You pull away first. Your innocent eyes lock with his. 

“We can’t do this,” you mutter, your hot breath fanning over his lips. 

“I know. Just once more, one more kiss,” he almost pleads, his voice hoarse. 

“We can’t,” you repeat, although you lean further toward him.

Your lips connect once more. His eager tongue drags along your bottom lip and you comply, granting him entrance. He tastes you, dragging every breath from your lungs until you pull away again. Atsumu observes you as you open your eyes languidly.

“We shouldn’t,” you try again, though your voice is weak and your eyes involuntarily dart back to his kiss-bruised mouth. 

“Right. I know. I know,” he agrees, although he pulls you closer.

You’re pressed flush against his chest and he kisses you again. His hands greedily smooth over your body, not leaving a part of you untouched. He kisses you again and again. No matter how many times you pull away, your heart pulls you towards him in spite of its wrongfulness. 

You melt in his grasp, lust cursing through your body, smothering any warning thought in your brain. He pulls away, a string of spit breaking between your lips. He presses feathery kisses onto your neck, moving lower and lower. 

“Atsumu,” you rasp, tenderly, it seemed almost painfully.

“Just this once,” he begs.

You whimper quietly, your skin burning where he touched you. The more you allow him, the greedier he gets. You let him kiss you and you let him peel your clothes off of you. Layer after layer falls onto the bathroom floor until you’re completely bare. 

His hands smooth over your breasts, down to your ass. He’s shameless, his hands hurriedly grabbing onto you. Appreciating touches leave your skin burning. His smoldering eyes trail over your body as he tries to comprehend that this is really happening.

His hand finds its way between your legs, feeling the wetness transpire onto his fingertips. You gasp, as he circles your clit softly before he briefly dips his finger inside of you. He shallowly starts to thrust his fingers, while his thumb rubs over your puffy clit. 

Desperately he ignores the throbbing of his cock, watching your every expression as he pleases you. The squelching sound of your dripping pussy fills up the bathroom. Each of your breathless pants, moans, and whimpers makes his blood run hot, rushing down his body.

His slippery fingers thrust into you until he has your pussy fluttering. He watches you cum on his hands, feeling the way you spasm around his fingers and watching your eyes roll to the back of your head. He loves to watch you fall apart, solely because of him.

Atsumu lets go of you then, watching you come down from your high. He swallows before a shaky sigh leaves his lips. His eyes jump all over your face, taking you in. 

He looks at you wanting more, noticing the apprehension in your eyes. You move, softly grabbing his cock that strains against his boxers.

Your name falls from his lips, drawn out into a sigh. You tug down his boxers, languidly encircling his girth before you move your hand up and down his length.

“This is wrong,” you whisper weakly.

“Just this once,” Atsumu sighs, watching the movement of your hand. His cock looks so big with your delicate hand wrapped around it.

You swallow hard before you nod. “Just a little bit, just the tip,” you breathe.

He lifts you with ease, partly sitting you on the sink. His lips are on yours again, the kiss is hungry and sloppy. He quickly aligns himself to your anticipating hole, slowly sinking his flushed tip into you. 

You gasp desperately, your chest burning with the desire to have more of him. 

“Deeper,” you beg, a low whine ripping past your parted lips.

Atsumu complies eagerly, pushing further inside of you. He swallows your moan as he bottoms out.

And then he moves, dragging his cock nearly out of you just to go deeper. He fucks you slow and thoroughly, as you pant into each other’s mouths. Your legs are wrapped around his waist tightly, as you both lose yourself in the pleasure. His eyes are fixed on you, watching you as you lose yourself around his cock. 

With every thrust, his pace increases until he’s pounding into you relentlessly. You moan and whimper, as your nails rake down his back. The slapping of skin reverberates through the tiny bathroom, mixing in with the squelching sound of your messy pussy. 

His large frame encompasses you fully, his face buried in the crook of your neck. His hot breath fans over your delicate skin, praising you, praising how good you are to him. His hands hold onto you dearly, as his rhythm grows more frantic. 

Atsumu would love to sink into you like this again and again, but he already feels his orgasm nearing. His tip is so sensitive from the previous stimulation and you’re just so soft, encompassing him heavenly. 

He yearns to have you cumming around him, so his hand sneaks down your body. His finger draws tight circles around your puffy clit, while his large cock splits you open.

He watches your tits bouncing with each of his sharp thrusts before he gazes into your face. You look so beautiful; your eyes daring to close, your swollen lips parted, releasing sweet sounds. 

You whimper, the way Atsumu’s finger rubs over your aching clit has you seeing stars, the pleasure nearly too much. 

“I know, baby, I know,” he mumbles, feeling your pussy spasming around his weeping dick. 

“Let it go for me, make a mess for me,” he pleads, his voice delirious with need. And you do. Oh, you do. 

Your pussy clamps down on him. His name, drawn out in a whine, falls right on his ears, as you cum on his dick.

He curses under his breath, his hips stuttering forward once more before he tips over the edge as well. He lets your pussy milk him dry, sending ropes of his hot cum up inside you. You feel his cock throbbing, as he shallowly thrust in and out of you, making a mess of your slick and his cum running down your thighs. 

His figure slumps against yours, his chest heaving with labored breath. He basks in the feeling of having you wrapped so tightly around him before he reluctantly slips out of you.

His hooded eyes are fixed on yours, taking in your lust-drunk expression. Atsumu commits the image to his memory, not knowing if he’ll ever see you like this again. 

©sweetdreamlandstuff

[wonderoustime]

you: i love smart people, smart is sexy! tell me a fun fact!

them: lobsters communicate by pissing on ea-

you: shut up shut up shut up

tsukishima, bokuto (he just learned this), oikawa, kuroo, saeko, kita (he secretly likes teasing and annoying you with stuff like this)

[fuxuannie]

* pairing : sampo x gender neutral reader

* prompt : sampo is a lying, decieving, scum and a rat but he was still your best friend. it's another day, and it seems like he has something to show you.

* authors note : hi cale bebeloves mo 'to, quick oneshot kse mahal kita

SAMPO didn't exactly have the best reputation in the Underworld, hell, even his friends were cautious when it came to him. But oddly enough, you were an exception. As kids, Sampo would go above and beyond to make sure you were never hurt or injured, sure he would pull a prank on you every once in a while, but one that wasn't enough to make you insanely upset or scathed.

In present day, you're both now adults with your own lives but still spend time together very often in your free time. Sampo doesn't change, and the much taller male was still the same goofball you had grown up with. Just a bit more careless about how people would feel after certain pranks, there wasn't a day where you didn't have to apologize for his behavior. You've tried to talk to him but it seems like your lectures go through deaf ears, not that you're exactly surprised.

Today was odd, you hadn't seen him at all. Not pulling a prank on the trailblazing trio, not in Natashas clinic and definitely not trying to piss off Seele (Because in truth, who would?). "Natasha, have you seen the troublemaker by any chance?" You asked as you closed the clinic door, Natasha put down the book she was reading and smiled at your entrance. "Yeah, I have. I think he's out in the mines right now. Ever since the situation was cleared, he's been spending a whole lot of time there." She explained, and you nod your head. Thanking her for the information and promising to return shortly to help.

You take one of the teleporters to go to the mines quickly, looking around for any signs of your best friend. "Sampooo?" You hummed out, there was suddenly a pair of hands covering your view. A small 'oop' escapes your lips as theres a chuckle behind you. "Well, I think I found you?" You laugh along with him, but you haven't escaped his scheme just yet. You feel him start to walk forward, and you catch on quickly that he wants to lead you somewhere.

"Just don't.. lead me into a wall, okay? My one ask."

You faceplanting into the nearest surface should've been expected, but hey, atleast it didn't hurt all too much.

Once Sampo tapped your head to signal you to stop moving, you did exactly as told. "Keep your eyes closed, oh and no peeking." He demands as he takes his hands off your eyes, you snicker a bit at the little add-on he's been saying since you were kids. Especially since you were a cheater in Hide-and-Seek.

"Okay, aaand open!"

You're met in a room surrounded by Geomarrow, even if its been all you've seen your whole life, something about the area makes it so.. beautiful. "I was doing uh.. a bit of hardwork today! And I found this place.. I wanted to show you a little later, but seems like you found me." He smiles a bit at your reaction, taking your hand into his as he stares at you with a surprisingly soft gaze. You don't even notice until theres a warmth around your palm, and you look up at him, mirroring his smile with your own.

"Something tells me here's a reason you wanted to show me later." You raise a brow, and he uses his other hand to scratch the back of his neck. "Uh.. yeah. Yeah. (name), for the longest time, I've had a massive crush on you. And I wasn't sure how to tell you but, when I wanted to try, your smile left me breathless and I'd forget what to say like an idiot." He laughed at those memories, but you listened intently, ignoring how fast your heart was beating.

"I.. I can't, I feel the same but this is all so sudden and.."

You feel two large arms wrap around you securely, a sigh of relief out of Sampo's lips as he pulled away to look at you again. "That's okay. I can wait, I'll wait for as long as I need to." He was always so patient, so caring. Despite what others think, he really does care about people.

"It won't be a long wait, I promise."

[lumiinix]

Haikyuu boys who would whisper sweet things into your ears when he thinks your sleeping, telling you how much they love you and how lucky they are to have you, not knowing that you’ve been awake the whole time, smiling in your (fake) sleep.

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[atsumulogy]

synopsis: kdrama cliches & tropes u would experience w/ ur haikyuu boys.

pairing(s): various x gn!reader

content warning: mentions of being drunk, pinch of angst at the bonus end, wrist grabbing, mentions of a fight

naia’s footnote: first post 4 this blog … Feeling: Nervous 😹this probably a bit ooc but let me live! also?? the read more thingy gives me these stupid glitches and i had to redo this for so many times

likes & reblogs are appreciated!

PIGGY BACK RIDES — scenario wherein you probably got injured or got too tired to walk and he carries you on his back (either begrudgingly or happily, either way you’re both warmer than usual in the face but no one says anything.)

→ BOKUTO, tsukishima(is part of the begrudgingly part, you’re probably too tired to walk or injured and he’s totally NOT worried about you okay? he just finds your whining annoying and wants you to shut up.) noya, asahi, aran, kita, akaashi, daichi, aone.

FORCED COHABITATION — you guys probably hate each other, and somehow, someway, you guys end up in a situation where you guys have to live together. this was not a part of his or your plans, but so is falling in love with each other but i guess fate has other plans!

→ SAKUSA, atsumu, shirabu, semi (you think he plays his guitar way too loud not knowing it’s the chords of the song he wrote about you)

CONFESSION OF FEELINGS BUT … — either you or he fell asleep, blackout drunk or just sleepy as hell. or he gets interrupted before he confesses by a phone call that will lead to many scenarios from misunderstandings to an emergency that will set back the confession a few more episodes until he actually gets to confess. or at this point, you have to be the one to confess because things just won’t go his way!

→ OIKAWA (LMAO, wanna see him suffer), ennoshita, kyotani, iwaizumi, goshiki, makki, tanaka, asahi, hinata, lev, atsumu, kuroo.

SHARING AN UMBRELLA — it rains but you forgot your umbrella, and he so happens to have one with him. and somehow you and him end up under his umbrella, close proximity as you could literally feel his hot breath and he wonders if you could hear his heart beat drumming like he just ran a whole mile. he would angle the umbrella in a way that you wouldn’t get wet by the rain while his shoulders soaking wet but it’s okay, as long as you’re fine and dry he doesn’t mind getting wet by the rain <3 (bonus if next day he gets sick and you visit him and take care of him AND maybe an almost kiss happening … 😁)

→ AKAASHI, KITA, semi, goshiki, tanaka, yamamoto, kuroo

WRIST GRABS — grabs your wrists to get you to talk to him because you walked out on him OR OR HE GRABS YOUR WRISTS BECAUSE HE GOT JEALOUS WITH THE GUY YOU’RE TALKING TO OR (they try not to be as forceful or harsh tho ☹️)

→ iwaizumi, osamu, suna, yaku, kyotani, tsukishima, kageyama, oikawa, atsumu, kuroo (?) atp i’m just saying anyone that comes into my mind LMAO

OLD CHILDHOOD FRIENDS THAT MEET AGAIN (AND FALL IN LOVE) — okay so you guys either remember each other not, but that really doesn’t matter in the end because either way, you guys would end up together. hashtag fated soulmates!

→ ushijima (I JUST FEEL LIKE HE COULD FIT THIS TROPE .. or probably he reminds of this male lead in a kdrama i watched with this trope LOL), sakusa, noya, oikawa, tendou.

SHOULDER NAP — he falls asleep in your shoulders, whether he meant to or not won’t change the fact that you could hear the beat of your heart increasing, your breath hitching, and suddenly the room feels hotter than ever.

or you fall asleep in his shoulder and suddenly he can’t move a single muscle anymore, but it’s fine, he thinks, as you nuzzle yourself unconsciously into his neck.

→ SUNA, kenma, kyotani (you fall asleep on his shoulders and instead of pushing you off him, he lets you sleep there and glares at anyone who stares at you guys.), kageyama, tsukishima.

BONUS: THE LOVE TRIANGLE TROPE — my guilty pleasure but also my most behated trope ever.

the male lead — the one who got the love interest in the end.

→ oikawa, tsukishima (it’s giving asshole male lead but gets the girl in the end anyway!), bokuto, terushima, tanaka, kageyama, atsumu, osamu, shirabu, goshiki, ushijima

the second lead — probably deserves the love interest as much as the male lead OR probably deserves the love interest more LMAO

→ akaashi (he treats the love interest so well and he just?? loves them sm?? even though he’s not the one that they picked?? crying he doesn’t even expect anything from them. he's the type of second lead every viewer was rooting for), iwaizumi, kindaichi, lev, yamamoto, and if i say suna, ennoshita, noya, konoha, koganegawa, semi, kawanishi