#haikyu keishin ukai

[favficbirthdays]

Happy Birthday

Keishin Ukai (5th April)

Haikyu!!

[ethjayy]

coach ukai doodles 🫡

[noyasmashing]

After Hours

Sub! Ukai Keishin x Dom!reader

CW: Blowjob, calling him good boy, he calls you miss once, cum eating, a little crying

A/N: Sorry guy! Been pretty busy with college classes and my job lately.. gunna start focusing on quality or quality so for now, here’s a shitty draft. LOL

Ukai's breath hitched in anticipation as your lips drew near, tantalizingly close to his own, teasing him with the promise of a kiss yet withholding it just out of reach.

An unfamiliar whimper escaped his lips, his sweaty palms clinging desperately to the fabric of your shirt. This situation was still so new to him, the idea of the pretty, new, store clerk now seated on his lap, teasing him mercilessly after closing hours.

"Keishin, what do we say?" You teased, a playful smile gracing your features as you looked down at him. You could practically taste the cigarettes on his breath, and it took every ounce of self-control not to slam your lips against his in that moment.

A breathy "please" escaped Ukai's lips, his voice laced with need, earning a grin from you in response.

"That's a good boy," you praised, your tone warm and affectionate as you finally closed the gap between your lips, granting him the kiss he had been yearning for all day.

As your lips met in a fervent embrace, Ukai could feel the undeniable evidence of his arousal pressing against your thigh, his body betraying him in the presence of your intoxicating allure. He cursed himself inwardly for his uncontrollable reactions, his face flushing crimson each time you fluttered your eyelashes at him, rendering him powerless to resist your charms.

As you pulled away, a small trail of saliva lingered between your lips, evidence of the passion that had just transpired. "Missed my touch that much, did you?" you teased, a playful glint in your eyes.

His face flushed a deep shade of red as he attempted to muster a retort, but all that escaped his lips was a feeble "shut up," eliciting laughter from you.

"You know you love me," you stated matter-of-factly, sliding off his lap and onto your knees, positioning yourself face-to-face with the growing tent in his pants.

With a smirk, you hooked your fingers around his waistband, pulling down his track pants and pre-cum stained underwear, exposing his throbbing cock to the cool air. The sight only fueled your desire further as you leaned in, ready to give him the release he craved.

With a seductive lick of your lips, you pressed them against the tender pink tip of his throbbing cock, delivering a gentle kiss that sent shivers down his spine. He squirmed uncontrollably, his hips instinctively thrusting in search of more stimulation.

You cooed softly at his adorable reaction, trailing your tongue along his underside from base to tip, eliciting the cutest of whines from his lips.

Without hesitation, you fully engulfed his length, stifling a gag as he let out a surprised, loud moan of pleasure.

As you bobbed your head up and down in a rhythmic pace, he grasped at your hair desperately, attempting to slow your movements. He knew how upset you would be if he came too fast!

"Keep your hands where they belong, or I'll tie them up," you scolded, removing yourself from his cock entirely. Tears welled in his eyes as he nodded pathetically. He couldn't bear the intensity of pleasure you were inflicting upon him; it had been too long since he'd properly been with a woman, and he was overwhelmed by the sensations.

Resuming your previous sucking, you made sure to deepthroat him again and again nicely until your nose brushed against his pelvis, eliciting whines and moans of pleasure from him. He was weak to the sensation of being fully enveloped by your warm mouth.

His hands shifted from the bottom of his seat to himself as he struggled to resist placing them on you. Even in the midst of your efforts to bring him to climax, you could sense that he was just as nervous as ever.

Finally, your eyes met his, clouded with desire, and spit gathered at the base of his cock. The expression on his face made it abundantly clear that he just couldn't hold back any longer.

"Please, miss, I-I need it!" he pleaded, his voice heavy with desperation. "‘wanna fucking cum."

Your hand rubbed his exposed thigh reassuringly as you continued focusing your attention on his flushed and oh-so-sensitive tip. He was rather lucky you were being this nice to him today.

It had been only two minutes since your lips graced his cock but he was already ready to climax.

With heavy groans, he gripped the bottom of his chair, resisting the urge to touch you as he released his hot seed into your waiting mouth. His hips thrust up and out of his chair, meeting the back of your mouth as you pleasantly swallowed.

Pulling your head back and opening your mouth a bit wider, you swallowed the rest of his large load, making sure to maintain eye contact with his fucked-out, half-lidded face the whole time.

"You need to eat better, Keishin. That didn't taste very good," you scolded, withdrawing your mouth from your personal lollipop.

[satantica]

anddd as for this special edition we have:

haikyu boys ask you to be their valentine - pt.4

characters: nishinoya yuu, satori tendou, keishin ukai

[makkir0ll]

setting the past (part two)

ukai x reader

wc: 1.8k

synopsis: you coach a volleyball team, one of the best in the country known for having mostly recruited players. you take pride in the fact that you have led your team to win a national championship title. And with the news of the rising team karasuno, your interest is piqued, mainly because that was your old school. you had known that they were nicknamed the "fallen crows" and such, so hearing about their fast improvement you decide you want to see it for yourself. you call up the school and takeda picks up. you organize a practice match for later that week.

but what you don't realize is that their coach is your highschool ex.

a/n: me when i post a part two after a month. sorry guys i was battling depression, school, and writers block but we survived and now i give you this. shoutout to @cottonlemonade for listening to me rant about this fic for hours.

part one. masterlist

the aura in the gym is awkard. everyone can feel it. and they sure don't miss the way you and ukai keep sneaking glances at each other while the teams warm up. ears turning red when you guys make eye contact.

he's just observing your coaching style he says to himself. but he can't help but notice how pretty you are. your hair tied up so your neck can remain cool in the hot and humid gym. the sweat beads that drip down ur neck and onto your chest. he's starting to sweat a little and not because of the heat anymore.

and you surely think he's changed a lot too. the blonde hair definitely suits him, compared to his buzzed hair in high school (that you helped him with in the bathroom of the sakonishta store). and you for sure don't miss the two silver piercings on his left ear.

but your thoughts are interrupted when your team captain comes up to you "we're receiving first." you nod your head in acknowledgment, pulling out the whiteboard and giving the team the game plan.

"we're going to start out with haru, yoshi and kyo in the back line, for the best defense. and we'll have our tallest in the front." you point to the whiteboard. "remember that no matter what keep-"

"keep the ball in play" they all cut you off. you're surprised with that. do i really say that everytime you think to yourself.

"well since you already know the drill then. go and have fun. don't worry too much since this is just a practice match." you say smiling sitting back down on the chair as you watch them line up.

as the game starts nothing too interesting has happened yet. until you see a ball getting slammed to the ground out of nowhere and you look to see a jumpy first year land back from his spike. your team is frozen in their spots, they turn their heads to you and you turn your's to ukai. he just gives you a smug smile and shrugs his shoulders. clearly he likes to show off.

"don't mind it, get the point back!" you yell at them, as karasuno goes to serve. what the fuck have they been working on?

the game continues as your team slowly becomes accustomed to the first year's insane quick attack. you end up winning two straight sets but the points were really close throughout.

as you pack up your things you see a man with glasses approach you. you assume he's the one you talked to on the phone to plan out this match. you turn your body to face him and he holds his hand out to shake.

"thank you so much for coming all the way here, it must've been a long drive." he starts, still shaking your hand.

"oh it's no problem, thank you for having us. i know it was very last minute so thank you for being able to accommodate us." you reply, releasing your hand from his and bowing down slightly. "i think our bus driver is here, so we'll head out. i hope you see you again."

you hoped to see everyone but your ex, you lied to yourself. but deep down you couldn't help the butterflies in your stomach that would erupt whenever you would catch him glancing at you.

you and your team are walking back to the bus, they are eager to get home and you can see it on their faces how exhausted they are. you told them that you'll stop for food on the way back home and you're going to keep your promise.

once you counted fourteen players on the bus, you reach into your pocket for your phone, except you couldn't find it. with a sigh you turn to the bus driver, " i'm so sorry, but i think i left my phone back in the gym. i'll just go grab it really quick." you explain with an apologetic look on your face. he tells you it's no problem and to take your time. meanwhile he'll turn on the air conditioning because it's hot.

you turn around to walk back to the school, the smile on your face turns irritated. you really didn't want to run into ukai again. how emabrassing would it be to walk back in the gym. he would proabbly say some bullshit like "oh back so soon", with that stupid smirk on his face you thought to yourself. you really liked his stupid smirk.

your thoughts are interrupted when you hear your name being called out. you look up to see the fake blonde running towards you, your phone in his hand. you roll your eyes. of course this would happen to me of all people, this somehow seems worse.

he stands in front of you now. you take notice of how he's grown a couple of inches since you last saw him in highschool. "is this yours?" he asks, holding your phone out.

"yes, thanks." your tone is still sharp, you're really annoyed now. you would've rather just slipped into the gym quietly to grab your phone, not be face to face with your ex.

you grab your phone out of his hand, but your fingers ever so slightly graze each other and you feel his calloused hands from the years of volleyball. i wonder if they- NO NO NO STOP THINKING THAT.

once the device is in your hands, you begin to walk away, pulling up your friend's contact so you can update her on the absolute shit show that happened today.

"i saw they used your little trick back there," ukai says. it makes you stop in your tracks and you slowly turn around.

"what?"

"in the game, your team, they used that trick of yours from high school, right? the one where you would hit the block on purpose to get a rebound?" he explains to you, crossing his arms with that stupid smirk on his face gracing his features.

"so? it's a good technique. and since when were you this observant?" you question. ukai had never really been the one to know techniques, let alone remember yours. it might have made your stomach erupt with butterflies at the comment but you tell yourself its the anger bubbling up. with your frustration growing and all you wanted to do was go home, you turn around. "i'm going now, bye."

"you haven't changed a bit, y'know" he makes you stop, yet again. ukai couldn't help but admire how your passion for the sport never left. the way your eyes lit up everytime your team got a point was the same look that you had when you were in highschool. the way you spoke with so much thought and intent during time outs made him smile.

though you didn't think he meant it in that way. you thought he still thinks your the same dumb girl from highschool. you have changed a lot. you've grown as a person. you are NOT the same person from highschool.

"whatever ukai." you emphasize the use of his last name, walking away back to the bus as you ring up your friend. she picks up asking what happened.

"you will not believe the shit i just went through."

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"and then get this, as im about to leave he goes 'you haven't changed a bit y'know' like what the hell is that supposed to mean?" you say to your friend who's on the other end of the phone. for the past twenty or so minutes you've been debriefing the utter chaos that happened today, what you don't realize is your team in the background quietly eavesdropping on your conversation trying to put the pieces together.

"i dunno y/n? but anyways why does this matter he is your ex from highschool," she emphasized the last word, "it shouldn't matter now, unless, y'know, he's a good fuck? is he?"

your voice goes to a whisper "i dont see how him being good in bed is related to this?" you know your team is listening to the conversation, they’re not slick about it and you can't have them hear you talk about things like this.

"because! maybe you'll meet again and have some hot makeup sex, and trust me it sounds like you need it." she explains, you cringe at her words trying to not imagine the scenario (you do later that night)

"anyways, i wouldn't know either way. we never got that far in highschool." you explain. you did all the other stuff though, just not the main act.

"what a shame, he sounds like he'd be good too."

"can you please not imagine my highschool ex in bed." you bring your fingers to smooth out your furrowed brows. you don't want to have wrinkles before you hit thirty. "anyways i have to go now we're back at the highschool, i'll talk to you tommorow." the bus comes to a stop and the team stands up to walk out of the vehicle. when they all step off the bus they thank the driver in unison before turning to you to hear any last minute annoucements.

"good work today," you start off. "i know it must've been a long drive but thank you for cooperating. i hope you enjoyed the game." they all nodded their head yes, too tired to express any other emotions. you could tell that they just wanted to go home and sleep. "alright then! go home and rest a lot, make sure you're eating enough and staying hydrated, because next week we're going to the summer training camp. that's all i have to say for today, i'll see you tommorow, goodnight!" they all reply with a tired goodnight mumbled under their breath as they make their way back home while you go towards your car.

once your in the tiny vehicle you immediately crank up the ac because although it is night your car still feels somwhat warm from the summer heat. as you're waiting for the car to cool down you're checking your email, and you see one from coach nekomata, the coach from nekoma highschool who invited you to the tokyo training camp. his email is answering your question that you asked a while ago about the teams that are going to be there.

Hi Y/n! Sorry I got back to you so late. I am still figuring out how to use this phone. But here are the list of teams that are attending the training camp:

Fukurōdani Academy

Nekoma High

Shinzen High

Ubugawa High

Karausuno High

Kozue High

you re-read the list of highschools again, making sure that you read them all right. karasuno high. you read the two words over and over again, rubbing your eyes to make sure you weren't hallcuinating. with a groan you slump into your car seat.

"of course this could only happen to me"

[starrypansies]

i have come to the conclusion that this is my type

blonde & white haired characters >>>>>>>

[severelystrangewriter]

Drunk Confessions (Flufftober 2023 Day 14)

Pairing: keishin ukai x female reader

WC: 678

Warnings: nudity (nothing explicit they shower together), mdni

Summary: you take care of your drunk boyfriend after a night out

Note: ukai is a big ole softie in this so ooc i guess? idc i love him

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It was late at night on a Saturday and you were finishing grading your students’ quizzes when your front doorbell rang, startling you. You carefully padded to the door, not expecting company, and you checked the peephole before furrowing your brows. You opened the door to reveal your boyfriend Keishin Ukai standing there with a lazy grin on his face.

“Did you forget your key again?” You asked, letting him into your shared home. He had gone out with his friends for a drink, and judging by his somewhat clumsy gait, he might’ve drank a bit too much.

When you got the door closed, he wrapped your arms around your middle, bringing you to his chest.

“I wanna cuddle,” He declared.

“Let me finish grading these last few papers and I’m all yours,” You replied, causing him to huff.

“But I missed you,” Ukai pouted at you.

You giggled, “You saw me a few hours ago.”

“I always miss you,” He buried his nose into your hair and inhaled deeply, “You smell so good.”

“Well you need a shower,” You pointed out, wrinkling your nose at the smell of sweat and alcohol.

“Yeah, yeah,” He let go of you and took hold of your hand, “Join me?”

You knew you probably weren’t going to get that grading done tonight, not when he was looking at you with the most prettiest pout. He would probably keep pestering until you said yes.

“Well I guess someone has to make sure you don’t drown,” You agreed with a teasing smile.

And so you led your boyfriend to the bathroom where you quickly got the shower started, finding a comfortable temperature that you both liked. He undressed himself and got in, and you followed suit. You had already taken a shower so you focused solely on getting Ukai cleaned up. You helped him wash his hair, massaging his scalp the way he liked and he left featherlight caresses to your skin as you worked.

It wasn’t sexual, and you didn’t feel an ounce of embarrassment as he gazed at you so lovingly, like you had hung the stars themselves. 

“Did you have fun?” You asked as you took a soapy washcloth and ran it over his chest.

He sighed at the feeling and nodded his head.

“I wish you could’ve come,” He said, and you cracked a smile. He was always so open and soft with you when he got like this. It was endearing.

“I’ll go next time,” You promised.

“Promise?”

“Pinky promise,” You held out your pinky to him, and he quickly circled his own around it. He then brought your hand closer to his lips and pressed a kiss to the back of it.

After he rinsed and dried off, you two made your way to the bedroom. He slipped under the cover and patted the space next to him as an invitation to join, which you did so happily.

A comfortable silence fell over you both and for a moment you thought he had already fallen asleep. It wouldn’t shock you, he’s been working hard balancing his time between you, work, and both volleyball team practices. It must be exhausting. 

“I can’t wait to marry you,” Ukai mumbled suddenly as he snuggled into you, causing you to blink in surprise.

“You want to marry me?” You repeated curiously. You had been dating for a bit, but this is the first time he’s even introduced the idea of marriage to you.

“Mhm,” He nodded and pressed a sleepy kiss to your neck, “My pretty little wife.”

Your heart fluttered at the confession. Even though he was drunk, you couldn’t help but feel like he meant it.

“And when we have kids, you’re gonna be the best mom.”

Butterflies erupted in your stomach at that. He wanted a family with you too? Before you could let your imagination run wild, your gaze softened as quiet snores finally fell from his lips, signaling he was asleep.

“I can’t wait to marry you too, Keishin,” You whispered back.

And you meant it.

[lunargrapejuice]

birthday boy

keishin ukai x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, oral (giving), a little bit of hair pulling, cream pie

for my goji🩷 repost from my old blog<3 i originally wrote it for his birthday but blow jobs require no special occasion ever and i only missed it by a few days so yeah

peeking inside the sakanoshita store, you ensure no customers are in before you quickly shuffle inside, locking the doors with a quiet click and a flip of the ‘open’ sign to ‘close’. heat pools in your stomach and rushes to your cheeks from the moment you step inside but you don’t let it stop you from your little plan.

“oh?” keishins voice comes from behind the store counter where he sits as he normally does; book in hand, the end of his apron bunched up in his lap. “what do you think you’re doing, little minx?”

you smile innocently, slowly stepping towards him. “happy birthday baby,” you coo, placing your hands flat on the counter when you finally reach him and lean across, stopping only inches from his face. “how old are you now? not a day over 20, right?” your smile is wide and doesn’t falter with the smashing your lips against his, tasting the cigarettes he last smoked on his lips.

he chuckles against your lips. “mhm, try adding a few years onto that sweetheart.” 

you return his mirth with your own lovely laugh and round the counter in order to be closer to him, your fingertips brushing against the top of the white painted wood. keishin leans back in his chair as you draw nearer but it doesn’t stop you from capturing him in another kiss, lips moving against each others with more fever than before until it’s all heat and tongue and he thinks he’s going to get carried away here soon. 

neither of you know how long passes until you’re pulling away for air and you get a glimpse of his cheeks tinted pink, chest rising and falling as he tries to catch his breath but you’re in no better shape. “are you spoiling me with kisses for my birthday?” he asks with a smirk.

your heart starts to pick up speed as you straighten yourself, feigning innocence. “wellll, not just kisses.” you admit, biting your bottom lip as you stand between him, spreading his legs with one of your knees. maybe you weren’t acting all that innocence after all.

“is that so, princess?” his voice is low and husky and you can practically hear his pants tighten as his cock hardens quick when you lean in, kissing the side of his neck in an open mouth kiss, eager fingers coming behind him back to untie his apron.

“yeah..” you murmur quietly into his ear before lifting the off white fabric from his shoulders. “wanna make you feel good for your special day.” 

once the apron is off and tossed to the side you place your hand against his chest, pushing him back slightly so you can easily lower to your knees all the while your hand trailing from his peck and down his stomach. you stop just above the edge of his pants, running your fingers along the hem from his hip to the middle button, popping it open with your thumb and index finger.

keishin groans low in response, helping you wiggle down his pants to his upper thighs. he bucks his hips as you palm his dick through his thin boxers, grabbing lightly at his balls with your other hand as you wander from the tip to the base.

“rude girl,” he says through gritted teeth when you continue to tease him.

you giggle and the sweet sound makes him that much harder. grabbing onto the hem on his underwear, you pull them down to where his pants sit in time with you falling to your knees between his spread legs, your mouth watering at his hard and thick cock slapping against his stomach, mushroom tip flushed pink and beaded with pre.

you run your wet, hot tongue from the base to his tip and grab onto his shaft with your hand, pumping him a few times as your tongue swirls around his tip and you kiss the licking slit of his cock.

“fuck..” he moans, one hand tangling into your hair lightly. 

leaning back in his chair more, he watches through leavy lashes as you start to take his cock in your mouth inch by inch, filling your pretty mouth until he hits the back of your throat. you contracts around him in a small choke when he bucks his hips just a bit, pushing himself into you more to where he knows you can take him. 

“you look so beautiful like this baby. so fucking beautiful,” his hand in your tightens, a pleasurable pull against your roots that helps you set a pace he knows he won’t last long going with for long.

knowing you need to breathe despite how eager you swallow him and hoping to not cum just yet, he helps you pull away slowly but like the little minx he called you earlier, you run your tongue along the vein spanning his length as you do, sinful and lewd, and continue to pump him in your hands, your saliva coating your fingers and running down your wrist.

“touch yourself for me princess,” keishin instructs through labored breath, your grip on his dick tightening at his words and he throws his head back with a curse at how amazing your hand feels. 

you do as he says, taking your free hand and pulling up the hem of your dress, letting him see how you aren’t wearing any underwear as you run a cold finger up your folds and come back down to rub your clit in circles, just like he does but though it feels good, you wish it were his bigger hands on you. 

his hand finds it way back to your hair and he pulls your mouth back to his cock with a devilish smirk and a chest rumbling groan when you take his tip in your mouth and start to suck, enjoying the salty precum that coats the back on your mouth with every tap against it, your fingers never leaving your wet folds as you bob your head up and down on his length.

your watery eyes make it hard to see clearly but it’s impossible to miss the way keishins back arches in his chair with your movements, coming undone under your hot tongue.

he moves back in his chair, a gentle hold on your hair keeping you from following after him but the sudden loss of him in your mouth makes you gasp and pout. a string of saliva connecting your abused lips and his throbbing cock. 

“kei-” you whine in protest but can’t even get his name out before he’s cutting you off with his hands cupping your chin.

“come here,” he sounds needy and desperate for you with how husky and urgent his words are but even if he hadn’t, it’s not like you would have denied him. on wobbly legs you try to stand, his touch moving from your face to your hips to help you onto his lap steadily. “wanna come inside your pretty pussy.”

“anything for you birthday boy.”

you feel yourself getting wetter at his words, your pussy suddenly feeling so very empty at the lust and love in his eyes that mirrors your own. his hands tug up your skirt, letting it pool around your hips before he’s thrusting along your folds, cocktip catching on your clit over and over until you’re clinging to him.

you gasp in surprise when he thrusts partially hard against you, your walls clenching around nothing. 

cradling the back of your skull with one hand, he brings you to his lips, groaning his words. “you’re so wet for me,” and then he’s kissing you passionately, slipping his tongue past your lips and humming in pleasure at the taste of both of you on your tongue. 

“keishin..” you moan when he pulls his tongue from your mouth. “please fuck me.”

straddling his lip on his chair, you do your best to lift yourself up and shiver at the feeling of him from your clit to your entrance as he positions himself, never breaking your kiss.

you slowly yourself down, your velvety walls stretching so perfectly to his dick, just like you always do. he’s already close to his orgasm, having your mouth around him was enough to do him in and you aren’t far behind him. not when you found so much pleasure of your own from having him in your mouth and touching yourself at his instruction didn't help. 

he always knows how to work his dick, hitting just the right spot inside you that has your vision blurry and white, the knot in your stomach hot, begging to burst from between your legs and there was no doubt in his mind that you were always so perfect riding him, taking him so deep and fuck feels like heaven.

grabbing onto your hips tightly, the sound of skin slapping against skin as he thrust harder into you fills the shop, your muffled moans and heaving breaths quiet against the wet lewd noises from between your legs.

you cry out his name as your orgasm washes over you, your walls impossibly tight around him, milking him of all he’s worth as he finds his own at the same moment, white hot seed painting your walls.

you collapse onto his chest with his softening dick still inside you, legs hurting from kneeling on the cold floor of the store and straddling your boyfriend’s hips on a chair as he eagerly fucked you. 

“mhm,” you hum into his ear and feel him shift underneath you, bringing you closer to him. “happy birthday again my love, there’s plenty more where that came from once you’re off.” you add with a smile against the damp skin on his neck.

“i can’t wait princess,” he slowly lifts you off of him and somehow you feel so empty now that his dick isn’t in you but also so full from his cum that you already feel dripping down your helps. he helps you fix your skirt, adjusting it like nothing happened before running his hands underneath the fabric, gathering the mess of you both on his fingers and pushing his sticky cum back into your hole.

you can’t help the little moan that escapes you at his fingers on your sensitive sex but smile through it as you lean in for more kisses, chaste and loving and sweet until he’s pulled his own pants back over him.

“i’ll see you for your birthday dinner, handsome,” you say sweetly, once you’ve broken your locked lips and collected yourself.

“see you then gorgeous,” he blows you a kiss as you walk out the door, flipping the sign to ‘open’ before you go.

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[iwaizumis-bitch]

haikyuu + aot twitter links

featuring: iwaizumi, sakusa, ushijima, ukai, osamu, levi, erwin, jean, zeke

note: it's p*rn!!!!! each video will be tagged approriately | in no way am i sexualizing underage characters. all characters are time skipped and of age canonically

hajime iwaizumi

x

x cw male masturbation

x cw breeding

kiyoomi sakusa

x

x

x tw grinding, blowjob (HE SOUNDS EXACTLY LIKE HOW I IMAGE OMI WOULD)

wakatoshi ushijima

x

x cw groping

x cw shower sex

keishin ukai

x cw creampie

x cw facefucking

x cw spanking + fingering

osamu miya

x cw foodplay

x throat bulging/fucking

x tw thighjob

levi ackerman

x cw spanking

x

x cw titfucking, mosaic censoring

erwin smith

x

x cw bondage, overstim, 1 clit slap

x tw somno

jean kirstein

x (THE GUY EVEN LOOKS LIKE HIM SCREAMING)

x no cw just soft lovemaking

x cw breeding

zeke yeager

x cw breeding

x cw handcuffs

x

[dootdootmf]

There's not enough Ukatake for me.

[plutoccult]

HAIKYUU X THE OFFICE AU — EPISODE SEVEN: VALENTINE’S DAY

pairing: sugawara koushi x female reader

description: it’s valentine’s day at the office, and you hope for it to be one you’ll never forget. however, everyone seems to be having a better holiday than you.

word count: 4.9k

also available to read on my ao3 here

author’s note: tis the valentine’s episode! plus, it’s episode seven of this au, which is also my favorite number. i wanted to make sure i had this out in time for valentine’s day, so i was really cranking out episodes like a madman. sorry for the content overload! i’ve been looking forward to writing this episode for awhile, and i really wanted to make something cute rather than something absolutely soul crushing (lmao BOOZE CRUISE), so i hope you enjoy it just as much as i enjoyed writing it. happy early valentine’s, everyone! <3

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as weird as it sounded, you loved spending valentine’s day at the office. it felt like elementary school where you’d share little treats with your classmates. you were notorious for bringing in a box of valentine’s themed candy back in the day, and you lived up to that reputation even now. this year, it was valentine’s fun dip, your favorite.

you’ve spent valentine’s day as an engaged woman for quite a few years now, but you felt this year would be different now that you were less than four months away from your wedding. however, you and ryo promised each other not to go too crazy when it came to gifts. you were trying to save up as much money as possible before your big day. still, you hoped he would put in some effort.

you watched a delivery man enter the office with a big bouquet of red roses. could they be for you? you sure hoped so. you had never received such a bouquet like this before.

the delivery man placed the bouquet on top of your desk. you stand up and read the envelope that came with the bouquet to see who it’s for—hoping it’s for you—but alas, it’s for someone else.

“yachi.” you sigh. it shouldn’t be a surprise, but you couldn’t help but feel some sort of disappointment. still, you had all day to get a gift. you just had to be patient, although that will be a difficult task for you. you don’t even know how you’ve been so patient just for a simple wedding date.

yachi stood from her desk to receive her roses, practically skipping over as she was filled with joy. you look over to see a smile on yamaguchi’s face as he watched her pick up the bouquet, and you could immediately assume they were from him.

“wow, yachi. that bouquet is bigger than your head.” hinata said in amazement.

“i know!” yachi exclaimed. “quick, grab the card and read it out for me.”

“okay…” hinata obeyed, plucking the envelope out of the array of roses and opening up the card. he quickly read it over in his head before reading it out loud. “happy valentine’s day, buttercup. love, yamaguchi.”

“aw, yams!” she cooed. yamaguchi’s cheeks quickly turned pink. “you’re the sweetest.”

you groan as yachi ran over to yamaguchi and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before returning to her desk. they were adorable, you’d give them that, but man. you were already growing impatient.

“hey, y/n. why the sour face?” ukai asked you as he walked up to your desk. were you giving away your bitterness just by the look on your face? no, maybe you just had RSF or something. resting sour face is a thing, right?

“what?” you jump and place your hand over your heart. you really hoped no one else noticed anything off with you. “nothing, nothing. i’m fine.”

“well, i’m heading to tokyo for that meeting soon.” ukai said. right, the meeting. you remembered informing him a couple weeks ago about a meeting in tokyo with other branch managers and the new CFO of the company. you sure hoped he wouldn’t mess it all up. “want any touristy merch? keychain? t-shirt you’ll never let see the light of day?”

“no, i’m good.” you reply. what you really wanted was for ryo to blow you away with a valentine’s gift already.

“ugh, lame.” ukai rolled his eyes. “you want anything, tsukki? i bet they have weird dinosaur crap or something.”

“i’d prefer it if you didn’t do anything stupid in front of the new CFO.” tsukishima said. you were sure everyone was hoping for that.

“what? of course i’m not gonna do anything stupid.” ukai scoffed. “what do you think i am, an idiot?”

“yes, yes i do.” tsukishima deadpanned.

“well, no dinosaur crap for you.” ukai huffed like a child. “tanaka, you’re in charge.”

oh god, this was a match made in hell. why ukai decided to make a decision so randomly like that, you didn’t know, but he could’ve picked anyone else in the office and no one would’ve had a problem with it.

“woah, why him? why not me or suga?” daichi protested. “i’ve proven to be a good leader! i won you that stupid volleyball match with the warehouse guys! suga even took a volleyball to the face thanks to y/n’s fiancé!”

“woah, let’s not drag me into this—” suga began to say. he didn’t want to have to think about that again, nor did he want any extra responsibilities today. suga just wanted a relaxing day.

funny enough, ukai almost forgot about that happening. it felt so long ago, but it only happened in the fall. maybe he should reconsider his choices. “oh yeah… i change my mind. daichi, you’re in charge now.”

“god dammit!” tanaka whined. at least he had his fifteen seconds of glory.

“see ya, bozos!” ukai cackled on his way out.

as soon as the door shut behind him, you all let out a sigh of relief. maybe today wouldn’t so bad without ukai around.

•••

“i’m pretty glad ukai’s not here, actually.” suga confessed without hesitation. you sat next to him, hurriedly nodding in agreement.

“we were all thinking it.” you add on to suga’s statement.

“yeah, i don’t have to worry about him on my back over my love life on a day all about love.” he chuckled. maybe he shouldn’t have said that out loud, but ukai’s absence was a massive relief and breath of fresh air.

“why would he be on your back?” you furrow your eyebrows.

crap. “oh, you know… he’s ukai. he’s always on our backs.”

“yeah, you’re right.” you shrug.

suga was thankful you brushed off any suspicions. that was definitely a close one, especially given recent events.

•••

everyone went on with their day as normal, although some found it odd they weren’t being bombarded or borderline harassed by ukai for once. was it opposite day? no, it was valentine’s day. a weird one, it seemed.

after grabbing a cup of coffee, tanaka returned to his desk. a mysterious package sat next to his keyboard, which wasn’t there before. he looked at the plain, suspicious box in confusion, tilting his head as he tried making sense of it all.

“suga, what’s this?” tanaka questioned, hoping suga would have an answer.

“i don’t know.” he shrugged, which wasn’t the answer tanaka wanted to hear. “it’s yours, not mine.”

“but who put it here?” tanaka asked.

“it was already there when i sat down. just open it and see what’s up.” suga said.

“fine…” tanaka groaned before he reached for scissors and fumbled with opening the box. it took a minute, but he managed to get the job done. inside the box was a card, underneath an unknown item covered in tissue paper. who knows what it could possibly be?

“happy valentine’s day. love, your secret admirer—” tanaka’s jaw dropped to the floor. “holy F*CK! a secret admirer?!”

“i’m not even gonna scold you on censoring yourself.” suga rolled his eyes. he’s had his fair share of dropping bombs on camera too, he surely wasn’t innocent either.

“my word… now i gotta see what’s inside.” tanaka ripped away the tissue paper and picked up a bobble head that resembled him. he instantly loved it upon first sight, but if only tanaka knew who gifted it to him. “it's me… i'm the bobble head. nice!”

from afar, a soft grin crept up on kiyoko’s face, which went unnoticed by everyone in the office. could it be?

•••

“someone in this office has the hots for me and all i know is that it better not be tsukishima.” tanaka said as he stared down the camera. “i mean, i get it, i’m a catch! but why be anonymous with your love? secret admirer, show yourself!”

it was hilarious how tanaka was blind to the only true possibility to the identity of his secret admirer, but the documentary crew would let him take the time to figure it out while filming some television gold in the process.

•••

rather than doing work, nishinoya decided to use his time at the office to make plans for later. asahi was in on nishinoya’s plans, only because he begged him to, allowing his much smaller coworker to do all the talking, starting with suga and tanaka.

“hey, suga.” nishinoya leaned against suga’s desk. “you doin’ anything for valentine’s day?”

suga almost wanted to laugh maniacally. of course, he wasn’t doing anything today. he was pathetically single and had no eyes for other women. saeko was nice, but she was only friend material in suga’s eyes. at least he gained a friend out of that mess from the booze cruise, but tonight? suga planned to be all alone.

“heh, no.” he forced a subtle laugh, holding back on making a mockery out of his pathetic love life. “definitely not.”

“well, me and asahi are going on a bar crawl later. you’re definitely welcome to join.” nishinoya said.

a bar crawl? it didn’t sound like a terrible idea, but suga was worried about who would be attending. “i sure hope hinata isn’t invited. dude cannot handle his alcohol.”

“yeah, i bet kageyama will put a stop to that.” nishinoya chuckled. he didn’t even want to attempt to invite them, really. “so, you in?”

“um…” suga looked over at you. you’re oblivious to his stare as you’re on the phone with someone. of course he stood no chance, so suga quickly looked away to answer nishinoya. “yeah, i’m in.”

“sick! i’ll text you the details.” nishinoya replied. “tanaka, you know you’re always welcome.”

“i don’t know, noya. i might be occupied with a special someone tonight.” tanaka said as he leaned back against his chair, his arms behind his head. totally not for the purpose of showing off his biceps.

“oh, really? with who?” nishinoya questioned.

“oh, boy…” suga groaned. the poor guy had been dealing with tanaka over the moon thanks to this whole secret admirer thing all day so far. if there were a drinking game to take a shot every time tanaka mentioned his secret admirer, suga would be dead by alcohol poisoning already.

“my secret admirer.” tanaka smirked. if only suga had a shot to down right now.

“yeah, okay.” nishinoya scoffed, walking away from what has now become a foolish conversation.

tanaka stood from his desk defiantly, slamming his hands down as he yelled at nishinoya. “my secret admirer is real and i’m going to figure out who it is by the end of the day!”

everyone looked up to watch tanaka’s random outburst, rolling their eyes before getting back to work. suga snickered as a result, receiving a glare from tanaka. as if that guy ever scared him anyway.

nishinoya walked over to kiyoko next, the sound of her name escaping his mouth catching the attention of tanaka. “hey, kiyoko. you doing anything later?”

“um, actually i might have other plans…” she replied timidly.

“okay, that’s cool. have fun.” he said, finding nothing about her response to be suspicious. she was a pretty girl, why wouldn’t she have plans?

however, a light bulb lit up above tanaka’s head. could it really be the woman of his dreams who sent him the mystery package? nah, tanaka figured he was just reaching for the stars. there was just no way.

moments later, a different delivery man walked in with an arrangement of various flowers. just what you needed to see again. it was easy to figure out who they were for, and the card had proven your guess right.

“yachi, guess what?” you call out for her, hiding your jealousy.

“again?” yachi questioned, her puzzled face turning into an overjoyed one upon seeing a new bouquet just for her. “aw, yams, you didn’t have to!”

“rub it our faces, why don’t ya…” you grumble to yourself as yachi took her flowers back to her desk. did she really need another?

•••

“i’m okay! i’m okay, i swear.” you say, your eye twitching as you lie your ass off. “i’m totally not jealous about yachi getting two bouquets already and we’re only halfway through the day.”

“um, i think—”

“i’ll take just a single rose! i don’t care! something! anything!” you exclaim. you had truly gone mad, and the crew was better off leaving you be with your madness.

•••

later, tanaka found kiyoko in the break room making a cup of coffee. he didn’t even want coffee, he just wanted to do some investigating. tanaka just had to know if there was any chance of his dream girl harboring at least a little crush on him. he’d take anything at this point.

“hello, kiyoko.” he said. did that come off creepy? tanaka instantly regretted the delivery of his greeting, that’s for sure.

“hi, tanaka.” kiyoko replied. “i’ll be done in a second.”

“no, no. take your time.” tanaka insisted.

he watched intently as kiyoko made her coffee, grabbing vanilla flavored creamer—her favorite—from the fridge. tanaka always knew she poured it for exactly four seconds before putting in only one sugar packet. as kiyoko always said, the creamer was sweet enough.

“did you hear?” tanaka spoke up. kiyoko looked over to him to see what he had to say. she seemed to be as cool as a cucumber. “i got the best valentine’s day present ever and i don’t even know who it’s from.”

“yeah, we all heard you screaming about a secret admirer.” she giggled. “i’m glad you enjoyed your gift though.”

“oh, i did. i sure did.” tanaka replied with smirk. “did you get anything for valentine’s day?”

“just some candy.” kiyoko said. “y/n saved a blue fun dip specifically for me.”

damn, tanaka got stuck with red. but that wasn’t the point. he had to press the current matter further. “nothing special?”

“nope, i don’t usually get anything big for valentine’s day.” she shrugged.

“maybe this year will be different.” tanaka said, trying his best to come off a little flirty, but in a cool way. he wanted to be the man for her so bad.

“well, i sure hope it is.” kiyoko smiled, tanaka instantly blushing.

tanaka stood as kiyoko left the room with her mug. he didn’t really get any clues from that conversation, but it was worth it anyway because he at least he got to talk to her.

when he returned to his desk a minute later, a note appeared on his desk, just as mysterious as his gift from earlier. “suga? you know anything about this?”

“nope.” suga replied.

“typical.” tanaka scoffed as he picked up the note and read it aloud. “meet me in front of the warehouse at 5:30…”

woah. now things were really getting spicy in here. it was truly tanaka’s lucky day.

while tanaka tried analyzing the handwriting of the note over and over, a sudden commotion in the form of a delivery man struggling through the door with an oversized teddy bear on his back ruined tanaka’s concentration.

“god damn!” he exclaimed. tanaka definitely took the words right out of everyone’s mouths, yours included.

“yachi… hitoka.” the delivery man said out of breath, letting the teddy bear flop to the ground.

“uh… yachi?” you say to catch her attention. it shouldn’t even be a shock at this point. maybe you should blame tsukishima for forcing yamaguchi and yachi to confess their mutual crushes on each other months ago. all that teasing wasn’t enough, apparently.

“what—” yachi turned around. she immediately rushed out of her chair and leaped into the arms of the giant stuffed animal. “oh my god, i love it!”

you gently hit your head against the keyboard. no one seemed to notice your misery.

•••

“i officially give up on valentine’s day.” you let out a loud groan. the crew wondered if the sounds of your agony could be heard from the conference room. unfortunately, it did.

•••

the work day went back to normal, although yachi’s desk was littered with oversized gifts now. daichi couldn’t even see her face behind her computer screen anymore as her desk was crowded with bouquets and cards from yamaguchi. he truly outdid himself, even you couldn’t deny that. your jealousy still lingered, but at least yachi was happy.

without ukai around, you were glad to have a conversation with suga without the two of you being bothered. as he ate the fun dip you gave him earlier—only your most favorite people got the blue flavor—you recall a story from your junior high days.

“this kid gives him the twenty bucks and he actually snorts the pixy stix powder.” you say, detailing the end of your story.

“god, his poor nose…” suga cringed, although an idea popped into his mind. “hm, i wonder if i could snort this fun dip.”

“oh god, don’t!” you beg, grabbing his hand so he couldn’t do anything stupid. suga practically felt his heart jump out of his chest from the sudden contact, even if you didn’t seem to think anything of it. “i can’t lose you to silly candy.”

“it’s yummy though.” he grinned, swiftly moving on from the touch of your fingers grazing against his own, no matter how much he didn’t want to.

“yeah, on your tongue, not up your nose, dummy.” you scold him.

the two of you burst into laughter, the laugh fest interrupted by tanaka walking up to your desk. it seemed quite serious given his demeanor. “y/n. hi, how ya doing?”

“oh, hey—”

“good.” he cut you off. how rude. “listen, uh, may i speak with you... privately?”

“i’m kinda in the middle of a conversation…” you say, looking over to suga.

“y/n.” tanaka stared you down. he always did this when he was trying to get something he wanted. you knew him long enough to recognize the look.

“don’t give me that look, tanaka.” you cross your arms. “you don’t hold authority over me.”

“y/n, please just...” tanaka tilted his head, motioning for you to speak to him in another room. he really seemed desperate.

“do i have to?” you whine.

“love is on the line, dammit!” he yelled out, mayhaps a little too loud, but now you had no choice but to oblige.

“okay, okay!” you stand up from your chair. “let’s go then. sorry, suga.”

suga insisted it was no problem, but you still felt a little bad for cutting off your conversation like this. you and tanaka then walk out of the office and head into an empty hallway. if this was over nothing that important, you were going to be pissed.

“what is it that’s so urgent?” you ask tanaka.

“you’re a girl.” he said plainly. what a great start.

“well, unless my whole life has been a lie—”

“y/n. please.” tanaka interrupted, a pleading look in his eyes.

“sorry.” you say quietly.

“do you… recognize this handwriting at all?” he asked, taking out a card and folded note from his pocket. “it’s from my secret admirer.”

so that’s what this was about. you weren’t sure what tanaka wanted your help for so bad, but you figured it wouldn’t hurt to try and help him. “i guess i can take a look.”

tanaka handed you the notes and you inspect them carefully. it didn’t take you that long to figure out whose handwriting this belonged to. for you, it was clear as day.

“tanaka?”

“yeah?”

without saying another word, you smack him across the face, the sound of the slap echoing throughout the hallway. did your coworkers managed to hear that from inside the office? you sure hoped so. it was so satisfying, and the crew ate up the drama. this was peak television right here.

“what the heck was that for?!” tanaka yelled as his face now stung like hell. “i oughta file a complaint!”

“you’re such an idiot! it’s so obvious who wrote these!” you yelled back, forcing the notes back into his hands.

“well, who?!” he asked.

you purse your lips and cross your arms. you were going to play the petty game. “i’m not saying.”

“please, i’m begging!” tanaka exclaimed. “don’t make me get on my knees.”

“actually, i’d love to see that.” you say. if anyone was going to threaten you with a good time, then you’d accept it happily.

tanaka did exactly as he said he would, getting down on his knees as he gripped the sleeves of your sweater. this instantly made up for the shitty day you’ve had so far.

“y/n, please tell me whose handwriting this belongs to.” he begged.

his desperation was almost adorable. you knew who he wanted to be the person behind everything today. while you didn’t want to totally give away the surprise, you would be glad to give a hint and hope tanaka figured it out in enough time.

“all i’ll say is you better buy this person a lot of tenmusu later.” you tell him, hoping that served as a suitable clue.

“tenmusu…” tanaka tried thinking, but couldn’t come up with anything. “who the heck likes tenmusu?!”

“you know.” you smirk as you walk away. at least you could help someone else be happy today.

you walk back into the office by yourself. suga, now sitting at his desk, looked at you with a raised eyebrow. “what was that about?”

you eye tanaka as he walked back in, rubbing over your handprint on his cheek. you look over to kiyoko who doesn’t notice you’re looking at her nor that you’re aware of her secret identity.

“i’m cupid, biyotch.”

•••

it took tanaka five minutes to figure out who in this office likes tenmusu. he felt like he was on cloud nine if your hint was actually for real.

“could it… could it really be?” he questioned, almost in a love-filled daze. “if it’s really who i think it is, then i hope this dream never ends.”

•••

just what you needed to see, another delivery man. at least it wasn’t anything lavish this time, nor was it for yachi. it was merely a potted plant and a simple card. you would be glad to sign for the delivery man.

you walk over to kiyoko, yamaguchi, and tsukishima’s desks and place the plant in front of tsukishima, the receiver of said plant. “tsukki, it’s for you.”

“please don’t let it be from my mom…” he opened up the card. yeah, it was from his mom. “dammit.”

“haha, lonely, lonely tsukki once again.” yamaguchi laughed at him.

“shut up.” tsukishima rolled his eyes. “you’ve been around me too much, yamaguchi…”

“just be glad you got something today.” you say to him before heading back to your desk. when you return, ryo walked in. hopefully, he finally has the gift you’ve been waiting for all day.

“hey, babe.” he said as he leaned against your desk, watching as you sat down. “you almost ready to go? i’m gonna get the car warmed up.”

you look around. everything was filed in the right places, there weren’t any emails, and nobody was calling. there was nothing else for you to do, but you sure were bummed to have wasted your whole day mindlessly doing office work without any joy or pep in your step. “i guess, yeah.”

“what's wrong?” ryo asked, noticing you looked quite down. you know it’s bad if even he notices.

“nothing, it's just that i had to sit here all day while yachi got like an entire hallmark store delivered to her.” you say, letting out your frustrations. ryo wasn’t exactly the best person to go to when it came to your problems, but you hoped he’d just listen.

“what, are you mad at me or something?” he questioned. that wasn’t the point. he never understood the point.

“well, no—”

“then what’s the problem, y/n? i can’t read minds, ya know.” ryo scoffed.

there was no point in telling him what was wrong. he would never understand. could you really be chained to him for life like your families expected of you?

“nothing. it’s nothing.” all you could do is just bite your tongue. you’ve done it so much that it doesn’t even sting anymore.

“well, valentine's day isn't over, babe.” ryo said, trying to cheer you up, but miserably failing. “let’s get you home so i can light a candle and toss some rose petals on the bed or something.”

god. anything but that.

“i just have some things to finish up before i leave.” you lie to him. you just wanted a breather before the dreaded ride home, really.

“yeah, of course.” he replied.

once ryo left, you watch as everyone packed up for the day. tanaka seemed to be stalling his exit in hopes of catching his secret admirer earlier than the planned meetup time, but had no luck. you really wished for the best in his quest for love, especially when the one he wanted for so long.

“happy valentine’s day, y/n.” suga said on his way out.

“yeah, happy valentine’s day.” you reply. suga wouldn’t let you down like this, right? if only things were different. curse the expectations that rest as boulders on your back.

“goodnight, y/n.” yachi said as she and yamaguchi carried out her gifts together. lugging that massive teddy bear seemed to be the biggest struggle of all. at the very least, you didn’t have to deal with that monstrosity.

“night, you two…”

even if your valentine’s day wasn’t what you thought it would be, you hoped someone else—no matter who that may be—had a good day.

•••

(bonus scene)

tanaka waited outside the warehouse, his patience is wavering as it neared the meetup time. he had been dying for this all day, and it felt like time was going slower just for the sake of torturing him.

was this stupid? waiting around here like this? tanaka felt like a total idiot, that’s for sure. part of him almost thought this was one big prank, an insanely cruel one. if it was, then some ass kicking would definitely be in order.

just as tanaka was ready to say “screw it” and leave, his secret admirer finally appeared, the moment he had been waiting for all day. “tanaka.”

you weren’t playing around with your hint, it was kiyoko. come tomorrow, tanaka would give you the biggest hug in the whole world.

“kiyoko? it… it’s you?” he said breathlessly. “you’re my secret admirer?”

“mhm.” kiyoko shyly nodded.

tanaka still felt like he was dreaming. just the possibility felt like one, but knowing now that it truly was real, it was greater than the thought of pigs flying or finding a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.

“why the anonymity?” he asked her. “you know i’d love anything as long as it’s from you. i mean, i asked you to marry me on my first day here, for christ’s sake.”

tanaka almost let out a laugh looking back at the memory of his first day. when he found out kiyoko would be showing him around the office, the words “marry me” slipped out of his mouth upon her introduction, almost like it came naturally. she didn’t seem phased one bit, simply saying “no” and moving on with the office tour as if nothing happened. kiyoko never once made fun of him for it, even if she had every opportunity to.

“i know. it seems so silly, but i just…” kiyoko paused. “i get shy with this kind of thing.”

“what do you mean?” tanaka asked. the moment of truth, he figured.

“i, uh…” instead of saying anything else, kiyoko gripped the collar of tanaka’s shirt and smashed her lips against his. it didn’t take long for him to reciprocate, immediately meshing against her lips. he felt like he was floating, but if anyone were to keep tanaka on the ground, it would always be kiyoko.

when she pulled away, tanaka immediately fell backwards, a loud smack against the pavement. that had to have hurt, but he truly couldn’t feel any pain after such a movie-like kiss.

“tanaka!” kiyoko gasped as she kneeled down to inspect him for any injuries. “are you okay?!”

“never felt better.” tanaka said, a dopey smile on his face. he truly was adorable in her eyes.

kiyoko softly grinned before helping tanaka back to his feet. the touch of her hand holding his finally allowed him to let the reality of the situation sink in; kiyoko actually liked him. no prank, no sick joke, all real. he couldn’t even fathom what he did to deserve such happiness.

“if it wasn’t obvious… i really like you, tanaka.” she said, any nerves she had throughout the day now faded away. “i’m sorry it took so long for me to catch up.”

“i’m just glad you made it.” he replied, tears forming in his eyes, all from pure joy.

tanaka leaned in to kiss kiyoko, finding solace with his arms around her waist as she wrapped hers around his neck. they kissed again, and again, and again, all without a care in the world. if tanaka could stay like this forever, he would. it felt safer this way.

“you wanna get some tenmusu?” tanaka asked as he pulled away.

“that’s my favorite.” kiyoko replied. “how’d you know?”

“a little birdie told me.” he shrugged, that birdie being you.

for tanaka, this was the best valentine’s day of his entire life. plus, nishinoya was certainly going to lose his mind when he found out about this. there’s truly nothing better than the girl he loved from the start finally feeling the same way.

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[dlscenarios]

Magic Fingers - Headcanons | Haikyuu

MDNI

Cw: Handjobs (AFAB receiving), Oral (AFAB receiving)

Tsukishima -> Has the LONGEST fingers oml. Loves to tease & go slow. Also loves to go INSANELY fast. He doesn’t even have to TRY to find the g-spot, his fingers just go there on their own.

Kuroo -> Another one that likes to tease and go slow. He’ll go faster when you’re close to cumming. Likes to paw at your chest while he’s fingering you.

Kenma -> Kitten licks your clit while pumping his fingers into you. Doesn’t go too slow but never really goes fast, each time usually stays at a medium pace. Likes to moan while giving you head. When his mouth isn’t down there, his thumb is rubbing circles on your clit.

Akaashi -> At first, he was VERY worried about fingering you, since he’s always been insecure about his hands. Prefers using his fingers to rub your clit instead of using them to penetrate. When he DOES finger you, he focuses on hitting your g-spot the entire time.

Ukai -> He likes to finger you then pulls his fingers out, still covered in your slick, and tease your clit. He doesn’t go too fast, but ABSOLUTELY goes deep.

[satantica]

how haikyu boys would kiss you

you couldn’t go to bed without him. you were patiently waiting for his return from work by reading a book in a muffled light when you heard the door slam. you put the book on the nightstand near the bed as the door in the room opened. he looked exhausted, the tie half taken off, the top of the shirt unbuttoned, eyes extinguished. he slowly sat down across the bed and carefully put his hand on your ankle. he nervously exhaled as he squeezed your ankle a bit harder. you rushed to move closer to him taking his hand and making him look at you. he looked up in your eyes. there was no need for words. you could feel his desperate wish to forget about everything with you. he was tired and couldn’t ask more from you. the muffled light looked so good on him even though he was overwhelmed. your hand drew his head to you. your neck was covered with goosebumps as you felt his warm breath. he started kissing your neck slowly but desperately. he put all his gratitude and adoration in every kiss. your skin responded to every touch of his lips. it was so gentle, so careful and persistent at the same time as he was scared that you would disappear. he moved his hand from your ankle to the scapula pulling you closer. his lips held onto your skin longer with every time. he couldn’t get enough of you.

akaashi keiji, KEISHIN UKAI, osamu miya, oikawa tooru, TSUKISHIMA KEI, SAKUSA KIYOOMI, kenma kozume

you were studying for your midterm as he was sitting in an armchair reading some magazine. “it’s so cold here” he said unobtrusively. you smirked but didn’t look away from the papers “then put some clothes on.” you could feel his unsatisfied gaze at you. he put down his magazine and crossed his legs. “my love, can you bring me my hoodie? i would’ve done it myself but I don’t know where you put it. I think you could use a little break. I bet these papers got the best time of their existence by getting your undivided attention. your eyes shouldn’t work that hard.” you agreed with him and got up. your neck was a mess after sitting with all these notes for several hours. and as you were passing him he grabbed your hand making you fall onto his lap. “seriously, that was your plan?” you laughed. he grinned getting your hair behind your ear “not yet.” he raised his knee so you would lean on his chest. he moved his finger to your chin drawing your lips to his. “god, I missed them these hours” he said before kissing you impulsively, supporting your back with his free hand so you wouldn’t fall. after a while he would grab your other leg managing to get you completely sit on him.

IWAIZUMI HAJIME, terushima yuuji, SUGAWARA KOUSHI, morisuke yaku, goshiki tsutomu, yamaguchi tadashi, SAWAMURA DAICHI, suna rintarou

you both finally got home after exhausting party at work of yours. you two were a little tipsy as you thought it would help to take the stress off. and since when he hadn’t stop from commenting on everything and you hadn’t stop laughing at every his line. you finally took a break and said tiredly "oh gosh, I wish we didn’t have to change and just went to sleep like that.” he glanced at you while taking the shoes off and smiled. “alright.” he effortlessly lifted you in the air holding you under the arms. he carried you this way to the living room. he laid on the couch putting you on him. he was trying to get in the right position so you would feel comfortable. you tried to resist at first but finally let your head rest on his warm, giant chest. you’ve never felt this secure and safe. he patted your head softly, kissing it every time his hand got to your neck. when you fell asleep he couldn’t help it and carefully placed your hands closer to his head, so he would lovingly kiss them in order not to wake you up. this was the moment he wanted to carry with him everywhere for the rest of his life.

azumane asahi, BOKUTO KOUTAROU, haiba lev, wakatoshi ushijima, OSAMU MIYA, kita shinsuke, KENTARO KYOTANI, kageyama tobio

you were having breakfast and tried to concentrate on the amount of things you had to do today. “mood spoiled from the very start of the day?” he tilted his head surprised by how cute you looked. you frowned and put the phone away “just a list of things I got to do.” he smirked “am I on this list? oh fuck, I’m gonna be late.” he pulled your chair closer to him with his foot enjoying the view and then suddenly enfolded your face with both of his hands. he devilishly suffocated you with his lips not letting go of your face. it was so passionate as if he literally drank all the blood from your lips. he stopped as his hand was sliding from your cheek to your chin. he definitely was going to do all of that it again. but then he froze in millimeter from your lips and whispered “don’t forget to return me this one when I get back.” he left giving you an air kiss. oh, this man… what you had to do today by the way?

ATSUMU MIYA, tanaka ryuunosuke, KUROO TETSUROU, yamamoto taketora, tendou satori, OIKAWA TOORU, nishinoya yuu, suna rintarou

[makkir0ll]

setting the past (ukai x reader)

synopsis: you coach a volleyball team, one of the best in the country known for having mostly recruited players. you take pride in the fact that you have led your team to win a national championship title. And with the news of the rising team karasuno, your interest is piqued, mainly because that was your old school. you had known that they were nicknamed the "fallen crows" and such, so hearing about their fast improvement you decide you want to see it for yourself. you call up the school and takeda picks up. you organize a practice match for later that week.

but what you don't realize is that their coach is your highschool ex.

tags: ex's to lovers, fluff, some smut (we'll see where the story takes us).

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status: on going

chapters:

part one

part two

part three

part four

[qloof]

move there's a new Red Colored Character x Green Colored Character in town

[mitsua]

                                                                  

                                                                  

Warnings: none

Genre: fluff

Series: 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮!

Pairing: Ukai Keishin × Y/N

Y/N'S . . . GN!

Words count: 397

                                                                  

White camellias

Karasuno's practice had just finished and your boyfriend was exhausted after dealing with his students for hours without a break due to an upcoming match.

You expected him to arrive late, or even forget about the little date you wanted to have with him at the park. Yes, it's weird to have picnic dates so late on the night but you really were hoping to spend more time with him.

Your gaze fell to the bouquet of white camellias. Which is said to represent an innocent love, just as if it were an infant's love. It's also said it symbolizes feelings of esteem, gratitude and adoration.

Thus being only a portion of all your feeling towards Ukai, who's been your companion through bright and dark, an escape from routine in any capable form the word encages.

Watching him at some of his trainings, as a student and as a teacher has made you feel really proud of him and the way he cares and observes every little detail on everyone is fascinating.

His way of cheering you up or making you laugh through tears, it's all precious to you. So you thought of a way to make him see it.

He did arrive a little late than agreed, but it didn't matter to you.

Rising from the blanked spread on the grass to your feet with the flowers on your hands behind your back, you smiled brightly at him.

"Sorry for the delay" he said panting a little, just to try and wrap his arms around you to envelop you in a hug. But you had to stop him.

"Close your eyes for a moment please" you said, watching him carefully as he raise a brow in suspicion but obeyed.

You pulled out the bouquet to smile once again "Here! For you!".

He opened his eyes and saw the posy of white nature being bathed on the moon's light, just as your closed eyes from the big smile that formed by and for him and only him.

After you explained to him what your research for a perfect present made you buy, through some home-cooked meals prepared hours before your cute reunion, Ukai couldn't help but laugh at your innocence and effort for the perfect date you were living right now.

"What a vice it is to look at you when you smile".

                                                                  

                                                                  

𝚆𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚢: Mitsua © (𝙲𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜)