#eita imagine

[struwberrii]

haikyuu!! boys crushing on you ₊˚⊹♡

here are some silly headcanons on how i think the shiratorizawa guys would act while they have a crush on you + eventually confess :3

characters: ushijima, tendou, semi, shirabu, goshiki

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ushijima

its weird because he knows he likes you and everyone else THINKS he MIGHT like you but hes so blunt and deadpan that its hard to tell

he doesnt treat you differently than he treats any other person but hes very kind and generous

gives you random compliments though, like is hes thinking something he just says it to you

'you look very beautiful today' or 'are you wearing a new perfume? it smells nice'

but at the same time he accidentally insults you like hell ask you when the last time you showered was

because of this nobody can really tell exactly how he feels about you until he eventually confesses

he would probably be very deadpan and unromantic about his confession too, he would just straight up ask you to go out with him (˶˃⤙˂˶)

but TRUST once he gets you out hes bringing you flowers, hes buying you your favorite snacks, hes holding doors for you pulling your chairs out for you

u rlly gotta trust the process LMAO i feel like hes just a lil dummy

tendou

i feel like he wouldnt confess because hes rlly insecure and doesnt think anyone would ever have romantic feelings for him so you would probably have to confess

he does little things to let you know he cares about you, like hed suggest manga he thinks youd like or some songs or has movie nights with you and brings snacks

jokes around a lot with you and actually shows a vulnerable side when hes alone with you

i can see him inviting you out just randomly and casually, like bringing you to a bakery he likes or going to the park with you late at night to swing on the swing sets and chat

also compliments you very boldly but immediately gets super blushy and flustered and starts stuttering ( ˶°ㅁ°) !!

probably teases you a lot though but gets really nervy if hes too flirty about it

i feel like youd DEF have to confess but he'd probably be throwing you hints all night, complimenting you, buying you little keychains or snacks, holding your bags for you all that jazz

once you guys are officially together OH MY GOSH is he a different person, constantly flirting and teasing and now youre the one blushing and left stuttering by his words ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) 

semi

hes actually very sweet and chill about it

like when he first meets you hed probably just straight up say youre really pretty and ask for your phone number

hed be shocked to learn that you actually have a lot in common with him

overall is just very flirty and romantic while crushing on you, like he makes it NO secret that he has feelings for you (˶ ˘ ³˘)ˆᵕ ˆ˶)

jokes about you being his girlfriend but surprisingly take a while to actually ask you out

despite that he still is very protective over you and literally treats you like youre his girlfriend

def writes songs for you and sends voice memos of him playing them on his guitar ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

i feel like he wouldnt really try to hard to impress you or anything, hed just feel comfortable being himself around you and doesnt want you to end up falling for someone who isnt him (as in him not acting like himself)

invites you out on dates often before officially asking you out

he ends up asking you out with a cute stuffed animal and candy at your doorstep

shirabu

lurks from the shadows

i feel like he would probably push you away and be kind of cold twoards you because he thinks your really pretty but doesnt want to have feelings for you

i feel like hed just watch you and like admire you from a distance

would probably be too scared to have a genuine conversation with you so he sends you annonymous notes

hes your little secret admirer ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

his notes are so sweet though, like he writes you poems and tells you how nice you looked

i feel like hed be ok just being your secret admirer forever but he realizes he wont be your classmate forever so he ends up writing a note to meet him on the roof of the school during lunch

you end up meeting up with him and he asks you on an official date ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

goshiki

CONSTANTLLY trying to impress you (╥﹏╥)

just a big dork honestly

always invites you to his practices so he can show off his skills to you

if you compliment him hed probably be all blushy and smiley and hit you with the 'yeah it was nothin'

invites you out to play gacha machines and spends a bunch of money on you trying to win the figures you want

also brings you snacks and gives them to you during lunch (˶˃⤙˂˶)

honestly would do anything for your validation

tries to be cool and tough but you see right through that act almost immediately

probably invites you out to a movie and awkwardly tries to hold your hand but only ends up brushing hands with you

would try to ask you out after the movie ends but hed just be stuttering then ends up saying nevermind

you probably have to ask him out lol

even after all that hes STILL trying to act like a tough guy

[forusomimiya]

"You like it, huh?" he asks even though you're too busy feeling his fingers quicken in you to respond. "Being a mess, I know" he leaves your pussy aside and drags you to the edge of the bed just enough to bend your legs towards your chest and lick the mess he's created with his fingers.

"W-what are you doing?!"

“Cleaning you up" he lies as he sucks and licks all over you until he tastes your second spill.

SUNA, atsumu, kageyama, IWAIZUMI, KONOHA, MATTSUN, semi eita, sakusa

[miya-rin]

“is this ok with you?” you already know what the answer is by the fact that semi has been rutting his hips up to meet yours for the past 5 minutes, but you need to make sure. he lets out a quiet hum but that isn’t enough for you, “eita, i need to hear you say yes.”

“yes.” he practically whines, right now he’s laid down with his shoulders leaning on the arm rest of your sofa and youre sat right over his hard cock which you have been slowly grinding on. you lean down once more to place a passionate kiss on his neck, beginning to move your hands towards the buttons on his shirt to undo them before he speaks up.

“w-wait, i have to tell you something.”

“mhm?”

“im a virgin...” your actions fully stop and you look at him with an unreadable look on your face, “im sorry i didn’t tell you, you don’t have to carry on..”

“what do you mean eita? why would i want to stop?”

“i dont really know what to do.. i wouldn’t know how to make you feel good. plus, the face you pulled kinda made me think you wanted to stop.” he sounds breathless, the way he is trying to explain himself so thoroughly just turns you on even more.

“oh no baby,” shit that name, and the fact you’ve started to grind on him again makes him throw his head back and let out a small whimper, “i was just confused that no one has wanted to touch you like i have.”

thats it, thats all it takes to send semi over the edge. the noises he lets out surprises you but not as much as when you feel the warmth that starts to radiate out of his pants right over his crotch. he turns bright red and the embarrassment is clear on his face.

“f-fuck i am so sorry, i didnt mean to i swear.” he averts his eyes from you before you place your hand on his cheek and force him to look at you, you feel his body begin to relax under you and you know that he feels comfortable. a shit eating grin appears on your face which confuses the poor boy. he just looks soo good like this, you cant let him get away this easily after pining for him for so long, this is going to be a long night.

[sukirichi]

VIRGIN KILLER TRIO !! & their habits

→ oliver aiku + karasu tabito + otoya eita

→ nsfw. smut. wrote this impulsively on my notes because karasu has me feeling things. aged up characters. toxic men. fingering. oral (f receiving) otoya is a cheater (canon but i love him) unedited. size kink kind offf. aiku hits it and quits it.

+ I NEED AIKU SO BAD. i also hc that karasu is a manwhore but he would teeat you so well <3

it’s hard not to catch sight of the virgin killer trio in every afterparty. there’s oliver — the smooth talker who can never remember a girl’s name, karasu — who reads your every move and can tell from across the room how badly you want him, and otoya — the quietest of them all. but don’t let his demeanor fool you. rumors have it that he’s as great in bed as he is at breaking hearts.

pick your poison, they said. don’t let the night go to waste, they said.

but all is easier said than done when oliver has forgotten his cold beer on the counter as he presses you against it during a party. he calls you names that are outright dirty and should not have made you this wet. he smells like smoke and liquor — like danger, like everything you should avoid. you know he won’t remember you the next morning and you’ll most likely wake up in an empty bed. no notes, no small gift left behind. it would be hard to tell he was ever there if it were not for the ache between your thighs and the bite marks he’d left all over your skin.

oliver fucks like the way he wins — luring his opponent and trapping them against him until you give in and submit. what’s the point of fighting anyway? you know it’s futile. you should just let him do as he pleases — to hammer into you from behind, his large hands squeezing your hips in a vice-tight grip. oh no, he’s not letting you go. he’ll keep you there until your thighs quiver and your head drops down to the pillow, the sheets drenched with sex and sweat. he’ll keep you there until his legs are tangled with yours, your tongue lolled out as he fucks out the most delicious moans from you.

oliver aiku is dirty, intoxicating, and when he leaves his mark on you, he only has one goal in purpose — to ruin you for any other man who comes next.

karasu is different. he’s sweeter, more tender with his words and gestures. he doesn’t seduce you right away. no, he likes to watch his prey first from across the room, letting his gaze wander to your pretty face and picturing if you’d look better when you’re finally coming around his cock. when he makes himself known, it’s too late. he’ll know everything about you already, just like how he knows he’ll have you putty in his hands by the end of the night. the only thing left is to prove his theories right — don’t even try to think you can hide your weaknesses from him. he can read you like an open book. he can tell from the hungry way your eyes roam over him that you’d take it like a good girl, and your eyes would roll back when he slides himself in deep.

unlike aiku, karasu doesn’t cage you under his arms and suffocates you. this isn’t a battle for him, because battles mean there’s equal chances of winning, and there’s none of that in the bedroom. karasu knows he’s stronger and has the upper hand. he knows you’re entirely at his mercy when he pins your hands above your head, his long fingers locked around your wrist. and oh, he’s sweeter, so much sweeter. he calls you beautiful and gorgeous. he worships you and leaves kisses on your body, murmuring sweet nothings like a mantra against your skin. he isn’t rough, but he fucks you hard and deep. hard enough you’re seeing stars and your toes are curling, pussy fluttering around his girth. and when he’s pushed you to the edge, he’ll make sure everyone at the party knows who made you feel that good.

karasu doesn’t leave a note. he stays the night and kisses you again, his eyes droopy in a post sex-haze. he gives you his number, because why not? he sure wouldn’t mind sleeping with you again the next time you run into each other.

the next time you attend these events, it isn’t the dominant oliver or endearing karasu who charms you. instead, otoya comes unexpectedly — slithering his way into your heart (and pants) before you could realize it. he’s subtle, and doesn’t stand out much from the crowd. it comes like a shock to you when you find yourself pressed up against a wall in a random hallway with his lips against your neck. he doesn’t say sweet things like karasu, or teases you on how you’re such a dirty whore like oliver would. no, otoya speaks with his words, and you get the message clear enough when he’s pumping his fingers in you. he’s quiet still, giving you only breathy moans and low groans when you squeeze around him — but by the heavens, he sounds the prettiest.

there is nothing quick and swift when it comes to otoya, unlike how he is when he’s speeding through the field. he takes his time with such confidence and patience that karasu would lack, since he’s too eager. and he touches you in the gentlest manners briefly reminding you of karasu, but when otoya looks at you, it’s different. with his handsome face above you, his reddened lips parted with a shuddering breath, and his eyes narrowed as he watches your cunt swallow him to the hilt. he isn’t the sweetest, but he is the most romantic. lacing his fingertips with yours, otoya swallows all your moans in a devouring kiss. his hips plunging into you in a way that you’re sure you’ll feel him for days. and he kisses like he means it — kisses your sweet pussy with his eyes closed and rough hands kneading your ass like a starved man.

and when he leaves, it’s with a hole in your heart. otoya is a silent killer, who comes and disappears into your life, but not without ensuring he’s more than just a silly fuck. because otoya didn’t have to make out lazily with you, or ask about your passions. he didn’t have to be genuinely interested in getting to know you and smile like he’s fallen in love. he didn’t have to hide that it was all a mistake — that he was already with someone else, and simply couldn’t ignore his needs when you set foot into the room and your scent got him hard.

and when the regret sinks in, otoya will barely look you in the eye. he doesn’t stay the night because there’s someone waiting for him at home.

he doesn’t ask for your name or number because it’s easier to pretend nothing happened between you. just as silently as he made his way to your heart, otoya leaves with a final resounding click of the door being shut.

because just like his friends, otoya never stays.

and they’ll be on their way to find their next conquest.

[iwashieonhiatus]

“𝐈 𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮…” (𝟏𝟔+) | BLLK

📌  michael kaiser, isagi yoichi, barou shoei, karasu tabito, nagi seishiro, mikage reo, itoshi rin, eita otoya

︶꒦꒷꒷꒦︶ synopsis: telling some of the bllk men you need them

･ﾟﾟ･｡　warnings- mdni, nsfw content, established relationship, pro player(20+), f!reader.

𑄹 kaiser. You two were on the street, strolling somewhere in Italy, that he insisted on taking you. When he finally stopped walking, interested in the things they sold at the market stall, you approached him, resting your head on his shoulder, “I need you.” He mumbled something, still interested in the object, “Kaiser, I need you!” you whimpered and he looked at you, an eyebrow raised, “like...?” he made that look and you agreed, whispering in his ear “now”. He shivered, running an arm around your waist. “why didn’t you say it before?” he grumbled, pulling you down the street, returning as quickly as possible to the hotel.

𑄹 isagi. You two were lying on the couch watching a movie, him lying on top of you, getting strokes in his hair. “Yoichi, I need you,” you said, hoping he would understand. “how so?” he asked, still focused on the movie. “I need you” you repeated, changing your tone and yet he didn’t understand, leaning on his elbows to face you with a raised eyebrow, “Isagi Yoichi. I. Need. You. Now.” You said, holding his face and pointing down with your gaze. It took a while, but he understood- widening his eyes, his mouth on an “o” and the tip of his ears red. “Like that…?” he leaned in, lips almost glued to his, “yes, now!” you pulled him in, feeling his hand slide down your waist into the blouse, saying, “Yoichi to the rescue.”

𑄹barou. You were home alone. He had gone shopping and there was nothing for you to do. Empty head is the devil’s workshop and soon you felt a heat spreading through your body, gathering in the middle of your legs. Damn, you need your boyfriend. Squeezing your legs, you had the brilliant idea to put on his jersey and take a picture. ‘I need you’ ‘shopping’ ‘but I need you, now...’ ‘You’ll have to wait, baby’ you smiled mischievously as you read the message, ‘Barou shoei, I need you, now!’ sending the photo right after. The answer is a simple ‘5 min’. Soon you heard the front door slamming and his heavy footsteps into the bedroom, it didn’t take long for him to be in the middle of your legs, kissing you hard as one hand squeezed your thigh and the other lifted the jersey, “I want to keep it,” his eyes sparkled, kissing you again.

𑄹tabito. He was about to hang out with his friends, it had been a while since he’d seen the Blue Lock guys, but it was almost impossible not to have other plans when you saw him getting dressed, the jeans grabbing his thick thighs, his round ass... Oh, you needed him. He turned as he felt what you threw at him, eyes sliding from you lying in the middle of the bed to the piece of clothing on the floor. He raised an eyebrow, lifting the red panties you threw at him. “I need you.” You opened a crack between your legs, showing that you were without the piece of clothing that was in his hand. He smiled sheepishly, looking at you and your panties, meandering to the edge of the bed, “if you need me that badly...” in a matter of minutes, the clothes he wore were on the floor.

𑄹nagi. It had been hours since he’d been lying on the couch, eyes glued to his phone screen, fingers moving nimbly and the sounds of gunfire coming out of the phone. It was inevitable to miss your boyfriend after so long apart, but he paid no attention to you. “Nagi, I need you...” The answer was a humming, and you snorted, annoyed. Extreme situations require extreme measures. You removed your blouse and threw it in his face. “But- What was-” the question died in his throat as he looked at you. His eyes alternating between the screen of the phone and you standing with your arms akimbo, showing your breasts. “I need you, Nagi Seishiro.” He knew he was serious because of the full name. Nagi looked again at the phone screen and, to your luck and his misfortune, he lost the game. He sighed, putting his phone aside, “I lost... could you comfort me?” he tapped his thighs as you reached over and sat on his thick thighs.

𑄹reo. You had the night all planned, but your boyfriend had other plans, or rather, his family had other plans. “But, Reo, I need you.” he held your face, kissing your forehead. “I really need to go, love.” You stared at him, arms crossed below your chests, “I promise to come back soon,” he turned around, putting on his shoes. “Are you sure you want to go?” you removed your robe, showing that you were wearing his favorite nightgown, which also meant that the night would be long. He swallowed dryly, his eyes glued to you, until he grunted, removing his shoes and pushing you around the house. “They can wait for another day,” he said against your neck and you smiled victoriously, guiding him into the bedroom.

𑄹rin. He was busy on the phone, probably someone from work or family, but you didn’t care, your needs came first. You cleared your throat, drawing his attention, who raised his eyes to you, stopping speaking immediately, mouth open and eyes wide. You bit the smile and made a slow turn, showing that you were wearing the lingerie he had chosen, and whispered a ‘I need you now’ and pointed with your head to the bedroom, just leaving the room. He followed you with his gaze, still quiet, the person on the other end asking if he was okay, “a matter came up and I need to resolve urgently,” he hung up, tossing his phone aside and heading into the bedroom, finding you sitting on the bed, legs crossed and a sly smile on your face.

𑄹otoya. When he wasn’t busy with football, he was busy with his hobby—music production. You nudged his shoulder three times before he pulled the headset away and looked at you. “I need you”. He pointed to the computer screen, saying, “I’m still busy,” “No. You didn’t get it.” you turned the chair to you, showing that you were wearing his jersey and tiny panties. “I need you.” His eyes sparkled as he took off his phone, soon pulling you into his lap. “That sounds urgent, sweetie.”

[emmyrosee]

doing each other's hobby with each other from time to time and now you're trying to play the guitar (or whatever instrument Semi plays) and you get to do his nails and beauty him up

(gn but make it ✨makeup✨)

“Sit still!”

“I can’t!”

Eita’s laughter breaks up the huff you let out, his big hands on your hips stilling you as you lean back and cross your arms, makeup brush dangling from your fingers. “Look- it itches! What do you want from me!” His lips are shiny with a pink, sticky gloss, and cheeks are dusted with a rouge and glittery with a highlighter. He looks good, and he’s been able to maintain a still posture for a good few minutes now, but the eyeshadow seem to have a bump in the easiness that once filled the air.

You pout, “I tried to play your guitar, you’ve gotta let me try to blend this eyeshadow out. Now sit!” Your hand gently grips his chin to keep him still. He merely flashes you a dopey smile and angles into your touch, and you roll your eyes. “Eita. This is not letting me blend.”

“Sorry!” He says, shrugging. “Your hand is just really warm… ‘s nice.”

Your heart flutters in your chest, but your face still tries to hold a huff and annoyance for his distraction. He cocks a brow and leans forward to press a kiss to your jaw, “come on, baby, don’t be pouty. I’ll let you pretty me up in a second, just… let me…”

His sticky lips move just a bit higher, under your ear, and your lips start to wobble. You sink your teeth into your lip to try and stop it, but as his lips move down your neck, you let out a small giggle and shrink your shoulders slightly.

When his lips continue to sponge along the sensitive muscles of your neck, you squeal and toss your arms around his neck, squirming under him. His hands tighten on your hips, keeping you steady as he assaults your neck with sticky, tickly kisses.

“Eita!” You giggle.

“What?” He smirks, his kisses turning into playful bites that make you whine. “Just loving on ya.”

“Stop it! Let me blend!” You titter.

He pulls back and lets his eyes glaze over your face, smiling and giggly from his affections and a complete 180 from the last time he saw you. “Fine. Blend away. Just don’t pout at me anymore.”

“No promises- you did mess up your lipgloss, after all.”

[purin-gambler]

ooo semi eita he is a ride i would not survive the way he is a musician in timeskip makes him even more hot omg im drooling i need to request a scenario of having the sloppiest soaping wet steamy make out session with himm aaaaaaavshhsbsb like before he goes on stage to preform too *explodes* im desperately needing boyfriend semi i would be so weak to his touch and voice 😭 AAAAA his voice don't even get me started i think i will actually explode if he whispers sweet or freaky words in my ear while doing it GAAAHHHDGSHSJ

‘the show must go on’ - semi eita

wc: 1.8k

cw: nsfw - minors dni, timeskip spoilers, minimal cursing

⚄ notes: just a pretty heated and descriptive makeout session so minors do not interact, timeskip semi, fem reader, gets kinda suggestive at the end(?) but no further detail

☁︎ a/n: i shouldve expected a request like this from you girl BAHAHSH. i knew youd throw a semi request eventually but this being my first kind of post like this, i was not expecting 😭 this took me quite a while to finish, so this ones for you 🤨🫵📸

it was difficult to say what prompted this current chain of events. how you were all too quickly greeted by your boyfriend before his livehouse concert, and now pinned up against the door frame in one of the storage rooms, trapped between his arms that invited you into his embrace. though maybe, inviting would be too sweet of a way to consider this current predicament, because the stance he stood indicated that he plans no such route for you to maneuver or make any sudden changes to this position. he towered over you, keeping you beneath him with no escape.

semi, who was already dressed in his performance outfit, made it clear, he was concert ready. ready to showcase his abilities as a preformer and create that rush of adrenaline from being up on stage. the surge of the crowd that roared of applause, cheer, and terrible notes of the audience attempting to sing along. he would immerse himself in this environment and relish it for the short few hours he would be free, shining up on that stage.

although to contrast the image of this passionate performer that stood in front of you now, was to you, the image of your boyfriend who seemed to yearn something other than the spotlight.

not the stage, the audience, and definitely not his bandmates, but you. the highest desire he could ever crave for. someone so dear to him that could so easily tear him away from the reverie he was so lucky to call his occupation.

so when a questioning glare from you was signaled to your boyfriend with a line up of queries ready to spill from your lips, he took it as his cue to allow one arm to drop from where it was pinned onto the frame, bringing his large hand up to delicately caress the apple of your soft cheek. a slight scrunch in your face was present for only a mere second, as you felt the dry callus of his fingertips meet the softness of your skin. fingers that would professionally glide through the harsh surface of metal strings from his guitar almost every night.

the callused skin left on his fingertips being proof of his passionate endeavors on stage, a side of him you had fallen so hard for. and with that very same passion present and seeping off him at this very moment, you knew, his current flame was prompted because of you. the exhilaration of the flashing lights on stage, the hype of the crowd, or that feeling of freedom as a performer- couldnt compare to the passion that stemmed from his increasing desire for you that would never wither.

with semis hand now inching further and oh so slowly gliding its way down from your cheek and grazing down to your neck, a sharp breath escaped between your parted lips. head slightly upturned in reflex due to his wandering hands traversing further down towards your throat, freely exploring fingers drifting along your gentle flesh. following with a shaky breath you muttered to him, “don’t you have a performance to get ready for?” a slight chuckle tinged your voice, one that had faltered soon after that wandering hand now made its way back up to your face, the pad of his thumb smashed onto your two lips, hushing you for breaking the tension laid between the silence.

semi, in slight entertainment, only scoffed at the words you communicated. “what, you think i dont have time for my girlfriend?” his words were hushed, and blurted as more of a taunt than anything.

truth be told, there was a concerningly small line between now and the time he would make his appearance with his band on stage. even from where you both were hidden away in a backstage storage room, the clamor and anticipation of the audience was striking to your ears. a large crowd of individuals counting down the minutes before the groups entrance, their performance being the most anticipated one of the evening, incomparable to the support that the previous bands preforming before them had recieved.

they were truly the most awaited band on the roster tonight, but even the crowds increasing uproar, or the countdown of the clock wasnt enough to hinder or even convince your boyfriend in the slightest about tearing himself away from you.

“ten minutes semi eita. there is ten minutes between you, your band, your guitar, that stage, and the crowd.” the air of your voice signaled warning, assuring that he was aware of what he was getting himself into, and yet it only seemed to fuel whatever sense of desire was building up in him.

“that sounds more like ten minutes between myself and the love of my life. i’ll take that instead.”

a protest was already lined up on your tongue, but semi was quick to snatch the words threatening to escape your lips.

as if it were air, he caught your breath like his own oxygen, leaving you absolutely speechless when his mouth was now pressed against your own.

whatever resolve you had to stay grounded had only collapsed so quickly. similar to the way a chord from his guitar would echo and shatter through the atmosphere in a melodic rapture, he broke through you the second he tore apart the last remaining inches of proximity between you both.

there was no resisting this delightful invitation of his affection. it was so clear that he craved the sweet taste of your love, and he wouldnt stop until he recieved his fill.

semis lips moved in a motion of greed, his demeanor tainted by nothing but his want and need. the need of feeling you against him, the need of your taste, the need of you.

and you needed him just as bad.

you werent sure if it was the exhilaration of having him all to yourself during a time where others demanded his presence, or the heated rush deriving from this mutual craving, all before he needed to leave and youre left untouched by him once more. though whatever influenced this spark didnt seem to matter.

the best thing to do was relish this feeling.

lunging even closer to neithers of yours possible expectations, your arms were brought up to embrace semi, hands now tucked away behind his neck and holding him dearly.

the motion of your lips danced in sync, not a beat misplaced in this rhythm. though it was far from a gentle dance, with the mixture of your shared eagerness combining, your lips met again and again like crashing waves. your boyfriends lips molded perfectly with yours, aligned at all the right angles, as you tried so desperately to keep up.

he would only continue to grow more needy the more he found himself becoming intoxicated by the feeling of you, drunk on the sensation the longer he indulged. pulling away for only short moments to intake a singular breath before diving back onto you.

with the kisses only becoming rougher, he prodded for entrance which you so gladly welcomed when the wet muscle of his tongue greeted the inner cavern of your mouth. there was no hesitation in his actions, taking in all of you to his hearts content. a hum of delight voiced from deep within his throat when his tongue explored and intertwined with your own. each sense you felt from your mouth was fixated on the sensation of him and being overtaken by him.

it seemed to be endless, this session that only flourished to such a heated intensity. the stimulation from the moment was dizzying when semi found his hands wandering across your body again, feeling your body he was so familiar with and couldnt get enough of everytime. your body was mapped into his memory, he always knew which parts to caress and hold onto, parts he was never shy to show love to no matter how they were seen by the rest of the world. and that attention would make you vulnerable and weak to him every time.

so when you felt his pair of hands squeeze down at the plush of your hips, delicately caressing his hands in a rougher motion to match the kiss, it was difficult to conceal the surprised yelp that had been muffled by the wet soaping sounds of your heated makeout session. a result from both of your tongues traversing in an adventure together, which caused strings of wetness dripping down from the sides of your lips.

in a reflextive motion to his touches that felt so good, your hands moved up from their grip behind his neck, now intertwined into the ash colored locks of his soft hair. a groan escaping him when he felt the burn in his scalp when you accidentally tugged onto him a little too roughly. all while your tongues were still too busy in their dance, and lips glossing and wet from the intimacy.

you were both far too sunken into desire, enjoying the company of each other. everything seemed to be long forgotten, the reason you were even both hiding in this storage room to begin with, the urgency of yearning for each other this desperately all too much of a blur. with how lost you were in this haze that was entirely created by the man you love, everything surrounding you didnt seem to matter. the noise of the crowd long sinced tuned out.

the fiery friction between your shared love was all you both knew, and the feeling was never getting old. this kiss could last forever and only ignite all the more intensity. neither of you would complain.

but what you hadnt bother to consider, was his bandmates that would be frantically searching for him throughout this time.

so when both of your bodies were suddenly toppled forward from the door frame you were both pressed against, a surge of panic overtook you and semi.

the poor drummer of their band having to bear and witness the sight of how disheveled you both were. clothes wrinkled, hair a mess, lips swollen glistened in wetness, and dazed like a deer caught in headlights.

“what the fuck.” was all he said. relieved to have found their missing guitarist, but deeply regretting that it was him to have succeeded in that task of all people. so he walked off, to signal the remainder of his band about his whereabouts, leaving the two of you to make yourselves presentable again.

semi shifted awkwardly, his hand brought to his lips, wiping off the aftermath, before checking the time on his phone.

a minute before show.

he turned on his heels to face you, a dumb smile present on his lips when he finally drank in the sight of the love of his life.

“theres no way were stopping there.”

a light giggle fell from your lips, “go preform, eita.” you reminded, reciprocating the same expression he wore.

and with a nod, he rushed off to his band who greeted him with a mix of scolds, hollers, and light punches on the shoulder.

whatever endeavors you would find yourselves in after his preformance would only be all the more eventful. especially after an exhilarating time on stage, its hard to say how gentle he would be handling you later that night.

[asocialangel]

a toxic side of your relationship.

because every fairytale has its flaws ~

angsty short texts (<100w\character). Part 2 with more characters upcoming (you can comment for someone specific)

Isagi Yoichi, Reo Mikage, Itsohi Rin, Shidou Ryuusei, Itoshi Sae, Meguru Bachira, Otoya Eita, Michael Kaiser, Rensuke Kunigami.

[pt 2 includes: lorenzo, nagi, barou, yukimiya, karasu, ness] [pt3 includes: aiku, niko, hiori, chigiri, kurona]

Isagi coddles you too much. He feeds in your delusions, mostly by accident, because he apprehends the awkward moment where he breaks you from within. He keeps the harsh truth unbeknownst to you, he wrongfully thinks white lies are for the best. Sometimes reality hits anyways, and someone tells you with authenticity what's wrong with you. It hurts harder, because you’ve always had these extraneous walls protecting you.

Reo thinks materialistic love can make up for anything. He makes mistakes, just like everyone does, but he never really apologizes. He just sends you an impersonal gift, thinking it’ll make you forget.

He’s not always as present as you’d like him to be, but he defends himself saying he provides everything you could wish for. Except sometimes love cannot be touched. 

Rin doesn’t realize he has an impact on you. He’s so focused on himself, he forgets his harsh words or dirty looks mean something to others. It’s like he forgets interactions go beyond time. He doesn't understand why get so caught up over something he did. “Why does he matters to you that much ?” He won’t accept that he is now part of someone else’s everyday life.

Shidou pushes your buttons on purpose. When you fight, he does and says exactly what he knows will make you out of your mind. He considers that the one that gets the loudest ‘lost’, so he will make it happen. That’s also his way of taking out his anger, making you the maddest possible. He will cross lines to make you sad or angry. He doesn't know where to stop, it's kinda immature.

Sae lowers your self-esteem with how better he is than you. You know that he surpasses you at everything, it’s almost ridiculous. Looks, intellect, strength, sociability. You’re just constantly reminded that everyone will love him better. His ego stops him from denying it or comforting you. Deep down, he likes feeling superior.

Bachira can be judgy. He has this look that makes you feel so stupid. When he doesn’t approve of something, you’ll just know. Because he thinks he has the singular right answer for everything. Sometimes you feel like you should not be entirely yourself, because he’ll have something to object to. 

Kunigami is not the same in group settings as he is when alone with you. When he’s with his friends, it’s like he changes from a less thoughtful, caring person, to a sneery, detached individual. He probably doesn't do it on purpose, but it makes you feel so dumb and belittled.

Otoya is not as involved as you. He cares so little for your relationship, especially compared to you. He acts detached, is passive and sometimes even has the nerve to refuse plans you offer. If you didn’t do anything, your relationship would probably melt off instantly. It’s like he doesn't value your love to its true significance. 

Kaiser gaslights you. He hates arguments and he hates being wrong. So if you even mention the possibility of him fucking up, he will completely turn it around to make you the bad guy.  And if he does apologize, you know it comes with guilt tripping and unfulfilled promises. It’s like he cannot admit his mistakes, but on top of that, he blames it on you. 

A\N: thought of this because i want my Isagi person who will always agree with me even when i'm wrong~ Unrealistic tho, ik

[von-leg]

Semi semi !!!

[seivsite]

YOU’RE UNDER ARREST FOR STEALING MY HEART .ᐟ

synopsis: blue lock boys react to you arresting them for stealing your heart (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈)

includes: ( separated ) itoshi sae, itoshi rin, hiori yo, karasu tabito, otoya eita x gn!reader. but otoya’s hinted fem!reader, established relationship, a bit ooc (?), ( part two ) — wc: 758

ITOSHI SAE

“Sae, you are under arrest!” you exclaimed, playfully brandishing a fake gun in your hands, pointing it towards Sae. Sae raised an eyebrow, looking at you with a mixture of amusement and curiosity. He responded, “Hmm, are you sure? Arresting me would be a big mistake, you know.”

Without missing a beat, you pulled the trigger on the gun, shooting a little heart-shaped projectile towards Sae. “For stealing my heart ♡〜,” you said with a playful smile.

Sae’s eyes softened, and a faint smile graced his face. His gaze shifted from the heart to your lips and back to your eyes as he spoke, his voice low and filled with a hint of anticipation. “I suppose I can forgive that crime... on one condition,” he whispered, leaning in closer. His lips met yours in a tender kiss.

ITOSHI RIN

“Rinnie, you’re under arrest!” you exclaimed playfully, pointing finger guns at Rin. Startled by your sudden declaration, Rin sat up from his lying position on the bed, his face filled with curiosity. He looked at you, waiting for an explanation, and asked, “Why am I under arrest?”

Smirking mischievously, you responded, “For stealing my heart!” You playfully aimed your finger gun at his cheek, emphasising your lighthearted accusation. Rin’s initial surprise turned into a blush as he looked down, not expecting such a cheesy and corny reply from you. Trying to maintain his serious and intimidating demeanour, he chuckled, but couldn’t hide his flustered reaction. His face turned slightly red as a genuine smile appeared on his lips.

“How funny,” Rin said, his voice laced with amusement. He chuckled again, unable to resist the effect your compliments had on him.

HIORI YO

“Yocchan,” you said, breaking the silence. Hiori paused his game on his PC, turning his chair towards you on the bed. “Yes?” he responded, curiosity in his voice. You took a moment, adopting a playful tone, and said, “I think I should call the police to arrest you.”

Hiori’s tilting his head in confusion, his gaze fixed on you. “Huh? Why’s that?” he asked, a touch of worry in his voice.

“Because you need to be arrested for stealing my heart,” you replied, winking playfully. Before he could respond, Hiori moved closer to you, enveloping you in a tight hug. “Love, that scared me. Don't do that again,” he whispered, relief evident in his voice.

“Hehe, sorry Hiorin. Love you,” you responded, planting a tender kiss on his forehead, reaffirming your affection for him.

KARASU TABITO

It was the thousandth time that you let out a deep sigh, and Tabito was thoroughly confused. Did he do something wrong? He had asked you multiple times over the past 10 minutes what was bothering you, but all he received was a dismissive “It’s nothing, Bito.” This only made him more concerned. Suddenly, he saw you turn towards him, and he eagerly held your hand, ready to listen.

“Tabito, I have something to say,” you began, your expression serious.

“What is it, darling?” he asked, his grip on your hand tightening slightly.

“You are under arrest for stealing my heart. Pay up a 1000¥ fine ticket,” you said with a straight face.

Tabito couldn't contain his laughter and quickly pulled you into a warm hug. “I thought you were mad at me for a second there, darling. Sorry, but I'm afraid your heart is mine forever,” he replied playfully. You playfully responded with a pout and a teasing “Noo..”

OTOYA EITA

“Otoya Eita, you are under house arrest,” you suddenly announced, maintaining a serious expression as you stared at him. Eita’s immediate response was a panicked outburst.

“What did I do wrong? Are you going to leave me? I haven't hooked up with anyone but you! I love you too much to cheat on any other girl. You're the only one for me. Please forgive meeee,” he whined, clinging onto you desperately.

Unable to contain your amusement, your character broke, and you burst into a small giggle. “For stealing my heart,” you finally revealed, unable to keep up the act any longer. Eita’s bewildered expression only made you laugh harder. “That was a moment of weakness, fuck you,” he muttered, his face flushing slightly.

Observing his emotional rollercoaster, you couldn’t help but think, ‘This man is really something else..’ as he continued to curse you playfully for making him panic.

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[makkir0ll]

take my breath away

yachi h. x fem reader

status: coming soon!

synopsis: yachi quite literally takes your breath away when you two mix up your bags at the prefecture finals match

content: cheerleader reader, crack, gay jokes, reader has asthma, fluff fluff fluff!!!!!, wlw (happy pride month), bisexual reader, some mommy issues??

tag list form

a/n: so first smau!! yay exciting. there are a lot of cheer references so lmk if you want a glossary!!

introductions: crazy rats | a bunch of queer ppl

prologue

chapter one: coming soon...

[struwberrii]

boyfriend! semi who sends you voice memos late at night of him playing guitar and singing songs he wrote while thinking about you.

it was already 2:45 in the morning and semi was sitting awake in his bed, acoustic guitar in his lap while he typed away in his notes. you were the only thing on his mind, he knew it was cheesy but he couldn’t stop smiling thinking about how pretty you were, how your smile always made him smile, how your hair smelled so good, how your eyes always lit up everytime he walked into the room. after an hour of messing around with different chords he finally made the perfect song for you. he opened his voice memos and started with “sorry, i know you’re probably asleep but i couldn’t stop thinking about you, so i wrote you this…..”

boyfriend! semi who picks you up from work/class everyday just to hear about you ramble about stupid things the whole walk home.

boyfriend! semi who teaches you to play his guitar by sitting you in his lap and guiding your hands on different chords and strings, all while explaining the notes and how to strum.

you were resting your head on semis shoulder, watching him effortlessly strum his guitar. he looked so perfect like that. he looked down at you before he spoke up. “have you ever played guitar?” he said holding it up to you.

“yeah, i have”

“i mean like, ACTUALLY” he said laughing, “here” he gestured to his lap and helped you get comfortable. he rested his guitar in your lap and guided your hands to the neck of his guitar, placing your fingers on different frets and attempting to teach you a very simplified version of one of your favorite songs.

boyfriend! semi who sends you screenshots of his notes app and asks for advice on how to improve his lyrics (also just wants an excuse to text you)

boyfriend! semi who calls you for no reason just to hear the sound of your voice, especially late at night when he’s falling asleep just so you guys can sleep on the phone when you aren’t together

you find yourself going to be way too late again, your in the bathroom finishing up your night routine when you hear your phone vibrate. you finish up in the bathroom and read your boyfriends caller ID on your illuminated phone screen. you quickly pick up the phone :3

“eita? everything ok?” you asked slightly concerned but also this is your boyfriend we’re talking about here, 2 am is his 10 pm.

“i was just up thinking about how i never got to hear about your day today, lay it on me”. he said in that sleepy voice you love oh so much. you smile to your self, getting comfortable in bed while you tell him in detail about your day, knowing the two of you will just end up sleeping on the phone together.

boyfriend! semi who stalks your spotify and plays all your favorite artists while you’re in his car with him

boyfriend! semi who kisses your nose goodbye every time he has to go

you were cuddled up on your couch with semi, watching old movies together. everything felt so comfortable and cozy. you laid in his strong arms, lightly inhaling his cologne off the sweater he wore. suddenly his phone buzzing snapped you out of your trance.

“shit, trouble at the apartment. i gotta head out”. he said propping you up and frantically gathering his things. he had been having some issues with his stove at his apartment so you didn’t blame him for trying to rush back before anything bad happened. before he left, he walked over to you and tilted your head up with his fingers, planting a light kiss on the tip of your nose before flashing you a sweet smile.

“i’ll be back later, love you”.

boyfriend! semi who begs you to come thrift with him because he’s afraid he’ll buy ugly clothes that’ll give you the ick

boyfriend! semi who would never admit it but secretly loves being the little spoon

boyfriend! semi who loves explaining the lore behind all his favorite bands to you but ends up feeling anxious about ranting for so long

boyfriend! semi who keeps polaroids of you everywhere and always keeps a camera on him to take more polaroids

boyfriend! semi who is really good at making sushi and always surprises you with his cooking (or sushi making)

boyfriend! semi who invites you to all his band practices and always gets lectured by his band mates for messing around too much with you there

some of semis band mates shared a house together. they didn’t have any super close neighbors, so they could practice there whenever they felt like it. he thought it would be a pretty boring experience for you so he usually didn’t invite you to come, but sometimes he felt really proud of the new songs they’d rehearse and wanted you to hear them first and live.

the only problem with that was, whenever you sat infront of him on the couch watching him with your pretty eyes, looking so starstruck by him, he seemed to forget how to play guitar entirely. he’d hit wrong frets, fumble lyrics, strum wrong chords. he was a mess. but that didn’t stop him from being shamelessly flirty with you infront of all his band members.

boyfriend! semi who always surprises you with concert tickets to cute romantic artists (like matt maltese or faye webster yk)

boyfriend! semi who also invites you to his favorite artists concerts when they go on tour, which are usually a lot more upbeat and end up with you two singing and jumping in the crowd :]

[forusomimiya]

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙚𝙯𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙮, 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙮.

SUNA, ATSUMU, SEMI EITA, IWAIZUMI, BOKUTO, TOBIO, TERUSHIMA

[yeosatinyngz]

I want a baby Pt. 2

↳Reader’s gender don’t matter | Pt. 1

➼A/N: I’m sorry if some of them are ooc, I haven’t been updated with bllk for months so I kinda forgot how some of these characters are

[cottonlemonade]

He Sings For You

word count: 662 || avg. reading time: 3 mins.

pairing: Semi x chubby!Reader (feat. Tendou)

genre: fluff

warnings: some smoochin’

synopsis: you ask your boyfriend for a lullaby and he is shy

Someone (Tendou) had the really smart idea of watching a horror movie that evening and now you awkwardly squished your pillow in front of your chubby tummy as your boyfriend’s roommate gathered his bedding to migrate to the common room couch for the night.

“I’m sorry!”, you called meekly after him but Semi was already closing the door.

“Shall we?“ He gestured to his bed - you could tell he must have cleaned up the room in a hurry after your text a few minutes ago. A pair of volleyball shoes was squished in the door of his wardrobe as if having been flung in there, the sleeve of a hoodie stuck out of the hamper and the new duvet cover was inside out.

You got comfortable and felt the mattress dip behind you when he slipped in as well, immediately pulling you into a hug.

“Do you want to leave the desk lamp on, babe? So the monsters don‘t getcha?“, he chuckled and you poked him.

“No, but I wouldn‘t say No to a lullaby, please?“

“Oh babe no, don‘t do this to me.“

"Just one song, please~"

You rested your hands on his chest, pleading with him in a hushed voice.

He couldn't stop grinning at your cute whining but his ears turned red and he shook his head vehemently.

"You do realize I hear you sing every other day.", you pointed out. When you started dating and even before that already, Semi had always - not so casually - asked if you wanted to come to band practice (so he could show off to you).

"But that's different. That's when I’m all warmed up and the mic settings soften the impurities and..." He fluttered a hand through the air, signifying a complicated process.

"As if.", you pouted, "Please, please, please."

"Jesus Christ, just sing for her, will you!", Tendou’s voice sounded from the room next door.

Semi hid his blushing face under the bunny plushie you had won for him at an arcade on your first date.

"See? Even Tendou wants you to sing."

"God no, I just want this conversation to be over and go back to sleep." you heard the other boy grumble.

You had to suppress a giggle in Semi’s shirt and he groaned into the bunny.

"Fine. One song. But you'll have to pay for it, baby.” he grinned and cocked a brow suggestively.

You complied, leaning in to kiss him. You drew back expectantly.

"Bit more." he smirked. You rolled your eyes and kissed him again, running your fingers through his shower damp hair, feeling tingles on your neck were his hand softly pressed you closer to him. He hummed satisfied into the kiss, giving your lower lip a quick playful pull with his teeth.

"Disgusting."

"Jealous!", Semi called back through the wall.

He cleared his throat, trying to look anywhere but you. He swallowed hard and his ears, if possible, turned even redder. And he started to sing. You weren't even surprised that he picked the perfect song. Your song. The one he had used to confess to you.

You felt his chest vibrate ever so slightly when he held a note, his lips so inviting but you were too fascinated to break the song. His fingertips grazed your soft bare arms while he continued. Getting a little more confident by your looks of admiration, his voice got a little stronger and it became increasingly difficult not to kiss him again.

During the last chorus however you couldn't take it anymore. You rolled yourself on top of him and started to kiss his neck while he soldiered on through the song, his hands now slowly wandering along the sides of your body and resting on your pudgy hips. His breath caught a slightly when you kissed his collarbone and you could feel his heart beating faster now. As soon as he had finished he found your lips.

"That last one was so off, dude!"

"Shut up!"

[merlucide]

What’s their taste in music?

notes: playing around with sizing hehe-

characters: Barou, Sendou, Chigiri, Bachira, Reo, Oliver, Hiori, Otoya

barou shoei

classical music 100%

Cmon my dude mediates- how obvious does it needa be? I feel like piano would be his favorite but also really likes cello or other deep string instruments. He normally just puts on the default classical music playlists lmao. Though I do think he would like Red hot chilli peppers for some reason. Definitely hard no on metal or anything really with intense drums. He can’t stand the loud aggressive music, he thinks it’s unhinged and frenetic.

sendou shuto

sendou listens to rap cus he thinks it makes him cooler💀 I can see it so clearly omg- 

Listens to Eminem obviously, and his favorite song from him is rap god. His hype song is NEW ORLEANS by BROCKHAMPTON. He feels so badass listening to it lmao. Though what he really likes is pop, Brittney spears, Dua lipa, Lady Gaga, etc etc.

chigiri hyoma 

Okay I can see Chigiri liking a few types of music for like different moods yk.

I think he’d like XXXTENTACION, he listens to his more ‘intense’ songs when he runs. He likes YuNg BrAtZ, when he wants to listen to depressing music he likes Orlando. 

He’d like rock too, The white stripes and Nirvana would be his go toos.

When he’s getting really into his workout he puts on Disturbed and occasionally SlipKnot when he’s tryna push himself.

ALSO I CAN 100% SEEING HIM LISTENING TO SLEEP TOKEN?!? OMG YEAH???

(RIP XXX.)

bachira meguru

Hear me out okay.

Voicaloid. 

IK IK- I think Bachira would really like the fast pace and excitement in their songs. He just likes Hyperpop, it’s like an energy boost he don’t need anymore energy

His all time favorites are Rin Rin Signal and Poppippo.

ALSO THE LIVING TOMBSTONE. UGH HE WOULD LIKE THEM RIGHT???? Discord would be on loop 24/7 are u kidding me

mikage reo

I think that since he grew up classy n rich he’d listen to classical music and such. he really likes Violin/Viola. Listening to it brings him great comfort and peace. Reo really likes Jazz too. Obviously Reo explored other types of music to see what else there is .definitely did it as an act of ‘rebellion’ lmao-  He isn’t really a fan of metal or rock but likes Alt. I can see him listening to The neighborhood or Radiohead. He also likes Adele.

aiku oliver

likes the more chill stuff, like Noah Kahan or Big thief. He’s a pretty laid back guy and doesn’t feel the need to rage through music lmao- Though I can see him liking Chase Atlantic. And I know for a fact if you put on any cunty music he’d know all of the lyrics to the songs. Ayesha Erotica, Chase Icon, or even porn-ish singerslike cupcakke he’d know the words to em💀

hiori yo

..

death metal.

..

Like we talking cannibal corpse, the fallen prophecies, and on calm days, SlipKnot.

he gotta cope somehow ig😶

Like you could ask him what he’s listening too and expect him to listen to like Drake or sum and he’s like ‘oh I’m listening to Murderous Rampage by Cannibal Corpse’. 

.. 😶

Like dawg wut😭

otoya eita 

he’d listen to Drake, Lil Uzi Vert and Kanye West without doubt. 

Pls he’s the most basic, generic, un-unique ‘frat boy’ ever, of course he’d listen to them. He thinks he all hot stuff jamming out to em, all dripped out in his basic ass fit, and ugly beanie, ew. Ugh I hate this hoe🙄 (jk he’s bbg 🤭) also I’m not hating on any of these artists, I like their music- DONT TAKS NUFFIN PERSONAL PLS

lemme know if u wanna pt2 or whatever mkay

made March 17th 2024