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bbyaksha · 2 years

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𓂃୭̥ mysophobic!sakusakiyoomi

genre ꒰ mental health induced panic attack, angst(?).

▧ trigger warnings ⇢ discussion of mental health (specifically mysophobia & a panic attack), self-doubt, self-degradation (talking down on oneself).

message to minors ༺ my content is not intended for you, do not interact.

⋆୨୧˚ word count ⋮ 931.

preview ➛ ❝ if only he hadn’t been so careless. ❞

there are times when sakusa kiyoomi is certain he’s going to die.

these moments, much like waves, come and go. flowing in before, naturally, pulling back out— differing between higher and lower tides.

today, he thinks, is drastically high tide.

his body is crouched into as small of a ball as he can muster with his forehead tucked onto his knees. his hands mirroring those of a surgeons in preparation for surgery. it must be a comical sight, he presumes, how his six-foot-something body curls in on itself in some weird balancing act.

maybe someone’d laugh if they saw him right now. perhaps they’d write it off as someone just playing around and testing their own abilities— maybe he looks more ‘silly’ than he does ‘crazy’.

he definitely feels the latter. rationally knowing that his physical reactions aren’t necessary nor the socially correct way to respond to this situation, yet here he is; muttering to himself broken words of affirmations in between hiccups.

they’re clean, he finds himself promising, i cleaned them.

that is true. he did clean them. he washed his hands for seventeen minutes and thirty seven seconds. he used three different pumps of soap in five batches. he did everything correctly, his hands are one-thousand percent squeaky clean.

they wouldn’t be burning if they’re clean.

he’s right. they never burn when they’re clean. when he has them tucked tightly in his pockets, the zippers closing right around his wrists so nothing could possibly blow in, his skin doesn’t feel like it’s melting. so they must not be clean. they must not be at all. in fact, they hurt more now than they did before he washed them.

that’s only because my skin is raw.

he’s also correct in that point. he always washes in excess, his hands bright red and pruned as his clothed elbow nudges the faucet closed. raw skin hurts— it stings with even the slightest movement. that must be why they burn so much. it’s not because they’re dirty. it’s because they’re clean.

if they’re clean, then why won’t you touch yourself?

it’s a valid question. if he truly knew he was clean, as he has been telling himself, he shouldn’t feel like vomiting every time the thought of touching the fabric of his pants crosses his mind. he shouldn’t feel like his own hands will bring him harm if they do anything besides tremble within the air.

he feels so weak. situated within a stalemate in an argument against himself. powerless against his own mind as it tortures him with venom-laced threats of illness that he gave himself access to.

if only he hadn’t been so careless. if only he hadn’t just brushed off the alarms blaring in his head before he’d borrowed the pencil. if only he’d remembered to bring his own, like he’s always done.

he wouldn’t have given you one if it wasn’t safe.

he knows he wouldn’t have. komori’d always been the one person to ensure his mental and physical safety. always offering unopened packages, wiping things down before he’d arrive, asking people to stay at a distance when he’d been too nervous to say something himself. komori’d never force steps, he’d never do something behind his back— the pencil must be safe.

his arms ache. almost mirroring the same throbbing sensation as his palms. he should bring them in, tuck them under his legs against his shins. at least they’d be further from his face. he can’t get sick if they don’t touch his face.

i won’t get sick even if they do.

his lungs feel as though they’re inhaling glass shards. cutting, ripping, tearing out his body with each coming breath. yet he’s not crying anymore. the choked sobs have dissipated into sniffles and coughs as a numbness washes over the entirety of his body. inside and out.

pins and needles swarm his hands, his arms. the boiling gone as fast as it came. it’s in moments like this where he feels the most stupid. moments where his body shows him he panicked for nothing. moments that make the trauma his brain was putting him through feel fake.

his body still trembles as he retracts his arms back to his form, folding them neatly under his knees as he’d previously decided on. his heart rate hadn’t even quivered at the motion. no pain, no thoughts, no illness.

he’s fine. it’s fine. he’s safe.

though, sometimes he believes that truth is worse than any flu he could imagine.

it was always fine. he was always safe.

it’s not him being dramatic, is it? it’s not a temper-tantrum due to not having his own things or way? the waves of terror and nausea aren’t just a result of a change he couldn’t control?

there are times when sakusa kiyoomi is almost certain he’s going to die. times where he’s so violently nauseous that it puts the worst case of seasickness to shame—

but at least seasickness had validity.

it can be seen and felt, a common thing amongst the billions of people in the world.

at least seasickness doesn’t come in dangerous waves and whirlpools, just to calm entirely half a second later.

at least seasickness doesn’t leave the host questioning their own emotions and self-trust.

“sakusa?” his head snaps up at the sounds of his name, meeting gazes with the brunette in the doorframe. komori’s soft, knowing eyes almost bring him to tears again— but it was his words that pushed him over:

“ i’m sorry i didn’t let you open the package first. ”

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heart-an0n · 2 years

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oh the things i would do to dance in a kitchen late at night with the loml

#fictional characters #comfort #mental health #haikyuu comfort #jjk comfort #bookworm #fluff #attachment issues #childhood trauma #haikyuu x reader #jjk x reader

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mybrainismeltingrip · 1 year

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tsukkishima kei hcs

i wrote it not like hcs but its diffrent pls read UwU

POV. yn

if u tsukki's girlfriend u must be tolarate his jokes bc his jokes never stops and really really annoying but ik that he just doesn't want to show his feelings i think he shy klmkdkdosc

im happy that he loves me and i love him 2

*whyy this isn't happening in reality gahhh*

i found out that he loves dinosaurous when im in his house he has collection of dinosaurous models i teased him

he generally teases me about my exams and my height i always get angry when he teases me but i love it ik he loves me when im angry

he REALLY SWEET on my period he brings me my fav snacks he gave me large hugs

when my period over he says "i never do that u just imagined"

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dira333 · 5 months

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By a Hair - Bokuto x Soulmate Reader

Request: If your soulmate colors their hair, your hair turns the same color, with Bokuto from Haikyuu. - from @toomanygoldfish

A/N: This was fun to write, now that my health (both mental and physical) is getting better. Thank you for requesting this.

“Are you not feeling well, Bokuto?” Akaashi asks in the morning, concern clear in his voice.

“Akaashi-kun!” Bokuto wails in response, grabbing his Kohai by the jacket. “Does my hair look any different?”

“No?”

“Exactly!” He deflates dejectedly. “I turned eighteen exactly five days ago and nothing changed!”

“Oh.” Akaashi nods in understanding while other students either furrow their brows in confusion or turn their heads away, knowing that Bokuto is something of an enigma - never fully understood.

“What if they never color their hair?” Bokuto asks with desperation. “Will I never find them?”

“You will, surely. But you will need some more patience.”

But this is Bokuto. Patience is not part of his vocabulary.

“What if I color my hair?” He asks one day after training, hair down after the shower, but his mind in the clouds.

“That would be a bad idea,” Akaashi reminds him calmly. “Fukurōdani Academy does not allow students to color their hair.”

“What if I color it a natural color?”

“Your teacher would notice. Besides, how would you be able to spot your soulmate?”

Bokuto deflates, but only for a moment, before he comes back with vengeance.

“But if my soulmate goes to another school and colors their hair and therefore my hair turns their hair color, they cannot force me to do anything about it, right?”

Akaashi blinks at him for a long moment, before nodding.

“That is correct. But if your soulmate goes to another school, you will have a hard time finding them.”

“But if I color my hair, I can say I woke up with that and that it’s my soulmate’s hair color.”

Akaashi looks at him, a long, hard stare that drills into Bokuto’s skull hard enough for him to stop, freeze awkwardly in his movement, waiting for his friend to finally speak.

“Bokuto. You are my friend, but you cannot lie. You always tell on yourself. If you color your hair, you will most likely be held back from playing in official matches.”

Bokuto pouts and Akaashi can only hope that his soulmate will be found soon.

It’s the last day of September, just a mere ten days after Bokuto’s birthday.

This will be a long year.

“Akaashi!!!!” Bokuto’s voice cuts easily through the noise of the morning, some students jumping to the side when he comes barreling through.

Akaashi, having learned from past mistakes, stays where he is, awaiting his best friend's imminent arrival.

But when he does arrive, he can’t help himself.

“Bokuto! What the f-”

“Isn’t it great?!” Bokuto does a little spin as if he’s showcasing a skirt and not a different hair color. “I woke up like this!”

“If you’re lying-”

“I’m not, Akaashi, I swear I’m not. I went to bed with my own hair and woke up like this. It’s so cool!” Bokuto gushes, while trying to catch his reflection in a window.

“Bokuto Kotarou!” He flinches at the voice. At the top of the stairs, their homeroom teacher looms, the look on his face very telling.

“I didn’t do it!” Bokuto claims. “I woke up like this. My soulmate-”

“That’s not an excuse unless you can prove it!”

“I didn’t do it! I swear!” Bokuto’s early excitement has left the room. “I don’t even know how to paint my hair.”

“Dye.” Akaashi corrects him out of habit and Bokuto stares at him in shock.

“Akaashi!” He whines. “Don’t be mean.”

“No, not like… You dye your hair, you don’t paint it.”

“Oh.”

Above them, Hoshikori-san huffs annoyed. “Fine. Get to class. And wear something on your head between classes.”

Bokuto’s hair is the talk of the school.

His bangs, usually a frosty white, have turned into a bright purple. It’s not a permanent color, as it fades slowly during the month of October, only to turn up just as bright at the first of November.

He clearly loves it, thinks it’s the coolest thing ever, and that his soulmate has the best, most amazing taste in the world, but…

He hasn’t found his soulmate yet.

There is not one other student at Fukurōdani Academy who wears their hair in the same color. No one in his or Akaashi’s neighborhood either.

He’s even spent an entire weekend at the mall, hoping he’ll meet them, but to no avail.

And as the days run through their fingers, his impatience is growing.

“Are you guys excited for the training match?” Suzumeda asks as they meet, the early morning leaving them all yawning.

Bokuto looks the most exhausted of them all, his usual energy nowhere to be found even though his hair is a bright purple, signaling the beginning of a new month.

“Are you?” Konoha asks, surprised when Suzumeda nods with a bright smile.

“My Cousin’s coming to watch. She’s a student at Shinzen High.”

“I don’t wanna play…” Bokuto whines behind them, draping himself over Akaashi.

“Oh come on, cheer up, will you?” Konoha asks but Akaashi just shakes his head.

“Very well.” Akaashi declares. “If you feel like you need to stay back, that is your decision. I will keep my eyes open for you then.”

“What do you mean?” Bokuto furrows his brows.

“We haven’t been to Shinzen since your hair started changing colors. I will keep my eyes open for someone with bright purple bangs.”

Suzumeda gasps, her eyes wide. Akaashi is the only one who notices over Bokuto’s sudden enthusiasm as he declares that he’s going to win every set.

If his soulmate is watching, he’ll be sure to play his best.

They arrive. They warm up.

There are a few students watching, but none of them have purple bangs.

“Which one is your cousin, Suzumeda?” Konoha asks and Suzumeda’s eyes flicker over to Akaashi, meeting his before biting her lower lip nervously.

“She’s not here yet. She’s probably late.”

Bokuto messes up his first serve. He spirals from there.

The Shinzen team snickers, drops little comments until Bokuto is so out of it, Akaashi gestures at their Coach to swap him out.

At that moment, the door to the gym opens a crack, just enough to let one figure slip through.

You might have gotten in undetected if not for your bright purple bangs.

Bokuto, on his way off the court, sees you first.

The sound he makes is something Akaashi never wants to hear again for fear of losing his hearing altogether.

“You! Me! Hair!” Bokuto is a stuttering mess, not because he’s nervous, but because his excitement leaves him lacking air.

You stand there, frozen in the doorway, hands clutched around your bag as your eyes flicker between Bokuto and Suzumeda, whose face is split into a grin.

“Surprise?” She asks just moments before Bokuto leaps forward, grabbing your hands and sinking to his knees.

“You’re my soulmate?! You are so cute!!!!”

It’s no surprise that they win their training match, as soon as Coach manages to drag Bokuto back onto the court.

It’s also no surprise that as soon as their last match ends, Bokuto is nowhere to be found. And so are you, conveniently.

Suzumeda shrugs off every nosy question like the pro she is.

“I wanted them to meet naturally.” She snaps eventually. “Leave me out of it.”

Bokuto, to the surprise of everyone, steps onto the Bus in a good mood, waving at you until you’re out of sight.

He drops into his seat next to Akaashi, bright eyes looking far ahead.

“Ne, Akaashi.” He says. “Don’t you think my Soulmate is the coolest?”

“Yeah.” Akaashi agrees easily because this is Bokuto. “They sure are.”

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p-antomime · 2 years

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do it ♡nce, do it twice.

𖦹 minors don’t interact. ┊ wc: 3,5K.

𖦹 content: service dom!keishin, unprotected sex, cheating, breeding!kink, cunniligus, overstimulation, daddy!kink, stepcest, impregnation, panty stuffing, cigarettes, dark content.

𖦹 pairings: stepdad!keishin ukai x stepdaughter!fem!reader.

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The door was slammed hard, the last thing radiating from the place was comfortableness, kindness or motherly love, nothing fairer than you trying to vent just a little of your irritation by slamming the door of her house almost hard enough for the doorknob to fly off and she to curse you again for breaking something that wasn't yours; it was once yours, now? Not anymore.

It was always the same, like a snake eating its own tail, a vicious circle that drained every last bit of good humor out of you, and left you on the verge of tearing your own hair out for stress. The relationship started well, there was a space of time where you understood each other and you felt like her daughter, just like the blood coursing through your body indicated you were, but it didn't last long. Two weeks was enough time for the house of cards of feelings to crumble again, the way a sand castle crumbles when it is hit by the ocean waves on the beach.

And it was always her fault. You would walk on eggshells talking to her, careful not to hurt her or make her angry, but at the cost of what? Your mental health? Or your patience? The first opportunity she had, the first thing she chose to do was to criticize you for something you would never have noticed if it hadn't been pointed out. It hurt more when she did it in a jocular tone or advisory tone, but you already knew how to interpret every comma, every hyphen, every mini detail of what she said or implied, you learned this on your own a long time ago and realized that only her love could make you hurt metaphysically like this.

There came a time when you tried to convince yourself that she was a traumatized woman too, that she had her own problems, own traumas and own dilemmas too, but how is it possible to have empathy, sympathy or remotely affection for someone who uses your traumas and dilemmas against you too? It is paradoxical, almost bordering on being a cruel oxymoron.

At least, when you looked back to hear the sound of a horn you knew too well, there he was, with his car parked on the corner and his head sticking out with his hair combed back and eyes shining with curiosity to know how your day was. Curiosity that soon after became concern and preparation to comfort you when he noticed your irritation and lack of good mood by the way you walked as if you were crushing your feelings on the floor of the dark street and the way your arms were crossed with fingers inward. It was always difficult for him to know when to open a conversation with you right after you left your mother's house.

As soon as you stopped in front of the door next to the car seat, Ukai leaned over to unlock it from the inside and let you in. The moment your back met the comfort of the car's soft backrest, a long sigh escaped from the bottom of your lungs and your stepfather looked from you to the street before pushing the button to make the car windows close.

“Wanna talk about today?” he asked as he prepared to put the key in the ignition and you cleared your throat before answering without much animation, “I think you already know the answer, Shin.”

“I know, but it was worth the attempt to ask you anyway,” he spoke with his eyes landing on your fingers being snapped more than twice in a row.

You were not only nervous, angry and hurt, but also anxious and about to combust with your feelings gathering into a huge snowball.

Ukai looked in the glove compartment of the car and an idea briefly lit up his mind. You don't even pay much attention to him bending over to open that compartment of the car and taking out a halfway pack of cigarettes and a lighter, it was not uncommon to see him smoking, so it was only fair that you saw for yourself that he was about to do that. But then...

“Want it?” his hand reached up towards you holding a cigarette between fingers the way a temptress would and you felt your heart sink and light up at the same time, “Your mom doesn't need to know, it can be our secret, 'kay?”

You couldn't even tell if she would care much that Ukai had offered you a cigarette, although you, she and even he knew that you had never done that before, not even among friends.

Her eyes went from the cigarette between his fingers to his, and then back to his, the only thing your stepfather did besides continue holding it towards you was raise his eyebrows suggestively. His body slowly leaned forward, his face getting a little closer to the nicotine pack, and his fingers completed the process of leaving it between his lips, his attention focused on Ukai's other hand bringing the lighter closer and flicking it to let the flame burn and ignite, but his? It was on his concentrated face, specifically on his lips wrapped around the cigarette. If he had clear eyes, you might have been able to see the way his pupils slowly dilated upon seeing you dredge for the first time in his life.

“You're so good at it, you sure you never did it?” he asked dropping the lighter back into the glove compartment and listening to you give a disconcerted, almost embarrassed giggle.

“It's the first time I'm doing it, Keishin, y'know it,” you replied letting your back sink against the seat and he turned the ignition key with the car immediately ready to drive home, “Are you sure she won't... y'know, tell you some shit because of this?”

Ukai shrugged before starting the car and beginning to drive with only one hand on the steering wheel while the other adjusted the gears and took the opportunity to put itself over your knee. For you, it was supposed to be just a physical display of fatherly affection; for him, it was a way of trying to relieve the very tension that was beginning to build inside his body.

“If you don't tell her, I won't either, simple.”

He knew it was problematic down to the last level of the notion of morality he still had stored away after several years, but still, his body didn't seem to be listening to his conscience. The devil on his shoulder was winning that tug-of-war, this became obvious as soon as his fingers went a little higher, from your knee to the beginning of your thigh, and gave a gentle squeeze there.

A squeeze that sent a shiver down your back and the most instinctive thing you would have done was to press thighs together, but the cigarette between your lips reminded you who was the one there beside you, his fingers now drawing imaginary circles against your warm skin.

Keishin Ukai is not just any man, far from it.

He was the only man you ever let see you cry after coming home from your mother's house, the only man who had walked you through the entire trajectory of leaving the house of the woman who gave birth to you and was married to him for a long time and entering college and also graduating, the only man who let you sleep with your head resting on his shoulder during Saturdays when you watched movies together and unwittingly the tiredness hit your body earlier than expected, the only man who paid attention to you even when you were talking about your personal hobbies that wouldn't be interesting to anyone else but him, the only man who knew by heart all the hairstyles you liked to do with your hair and who also helped you with them and told you how beautiful they looked. And also, the only man who represented anything remotely like the feeling of fatherhood to you.

As you dredged up some more nicotine inside, you could feel the tension building in the air inside the car, almost possible to cut it with a knife. And neither of you said anything at all for long seconds, until the traffic light closed on one of the streets and Ukai sighed heavily wondering if he could get home without doing anything he shouldn't with you.

“You... good, Daddy?”

He swore to himself that he had heard you drag out that word more than necessary and maybe you had done it without realizing it. His hand almost came away from your thigh, but he needed something reminding himself not to do that, something solid, human.

“Mhm,” Ukai replied before running his tongue over his lips and forcing a cough just to give himself time to think of something else to say, “I was just wondering what else I could do for you besides a cigarette to make you feel better.”

It was at that moment that your heart started beating so fast it made you think your stepfather could hear you as you clung to the idea that he would never say anything to you with ulterior motives, it made no sense to think that way of Ukai.

“I think that...,” you started to speak, but you preferred to take another drag on your cigarette to make sure that it wasn't just a fever dream and that what you were about to speak wasn't either, “There's a parking lot very close to here.”

Ukai understood exactly what you meant; he knows you so well that half a word is enough for him to maneuver the car back to a parking lot that was open 24 hours a day.

As soon as the car was parked, your stepfather took less than ten seconds to get out and go to open the door next to your seat, barely giving you time to finish another drag on the cigarette and immediately taking your lips in a hurried, messy kiss. Your hands grabbed his hair and pulled his face a little closer, until you could no longer tell what was your breath and his so blended together that they became.

Keishin wanted to feel your body, feel your warm skin shivering as you felt his cold fingers inviting you to finish what he had started, which is why he grabbed your shirt and jacket so he could take them off and squeeze and caress your arms and tits.

The kiss deepened even more as his tongue slid into your mouth and you thought he was about to push you into the backseat of the car, but in reality, it was the exact opposite: your stepdad pulled you out by shoulders and soon after was leaving you leaning against the hood.

“K-Keishin, hold– hold on, we're in, in public, we should–,” you tried to protest as his lips slid down your neck and left wet kisses and bites, you couldn't be sure if the nicotine was clouding your senses or one kiss from him was enough to make you want to let him make you forget your problems.

“What's the matter? You've never been with a guy other than between four walls?”, his tone was playful and you felt the shame burn inside your cheeks.

“You aren't just 'a guy', you know it, Keishin,” you gasped answering, and his hands reached over the zipper and buttons of your shorts to let them slide down to ankles before being removed completely.

“Yeah, you're absolutely right, I'm not just a guy, I know it,” he got down on his knees between your legs and gestured for you to finish lying completely on the hood of the car, “And that's exactly why you should trust your daddy more, right? Now, legs on my shoulders,” you looked at him still not completely sure about letting him take control of your body and he looked at you still kneeling, his hands massaging your thighs leisurely, “Trust me just one more time, yeah? I'd never let anything bad happen to you, ‘kay?”

You swallowed dryly before acceding to Keishin’s orders and leaving your legs residing on his shoulders, giving him complete concession to finish spreading your legs apart and finally being able to massage your pussy over panties with both thumbs.

It was so soft down there; he could tell it. So soft and warm, it made his mouth salivate just imagining himself running his tongue through your folds and collecting all your juices or sucking your clit until it was swollen and throbbing. He never even thought about being between your legs, but here he was: his mouth running over your cunt in little kisses that made the wet spot on the bottom of your panties even bigger; you could feel your folds uncomfortably sticking to the fabric because of your slick.

One of your hands grabbed his hair and pulled his face a little closer against the middle of your legs. It didn't take long before your panties were being pulled aside and you had to use your other hand to cover your mouth as Ukai ran his tongue all over your pussy, from the entrance to your clit.

Ukai was more experienced than you expected and you were almost ashamed that you enjoyed the way his tongue could slide ever more easily between your folds and how much more easily he could tonguefuck you as you became wetter. As the seconds turned into minutes, hands could no longer be enough to muffle your moans and his ears could already pick up your whimpers, your little “More”, the panting “Please”; everything coming from you was a good excuse for how rockhard his cock was, how full of cum his balls were.

Now his hands were shamelessly digging fingers into the soft skin of your trembling thighs, and his mouth glistening with your juices seemed more determined to make out with your pussy that was clenching around nothing as that hot, overwhelming sensation deep inside your belly grew more and more intense, each time giving you the impression that something was about to explode inside you.

And it was at the very moment that Keishin noticed your body becoming even more restless, with your thighs trying to close around his face and both hands pulling at his hair, that he knew you were about to cum, about to do it completely over his mouth, the mouth of your stepfather who knew how to eat you out like no one else.

For the first time in a long time, he felt so proud, his dick throbbed even more inside his underwear and his mouth started sucking your clit with even more pressure.

“D-Daddy, ‘m feeling– dizzy, so dizzy, ‘n, fuck, I gotta– cum, please ngh! Lemme j-just, it, do it, please, ‘Shin!”

You didn't know if you were screaming at him to let you cum or just whispering breathlessly, your head could no longer think of anything other than the feeling of being about to cum, and then suddenly and still with his mouth against your wet folds, Ukai said, “Do it, pretty girl, let it go ‘n I’ll be here makin’ you feel real good, just do it for me.”

Your body responded immediately, with head falling back and resting against the still icy hood of the car, hips forcing themselves against your stepdad's face, and your pussy squirting completely over his mouth. Your thighs closed up to keep him from leaving between your legs, and he couldn't help but grin as he licked and swallowed every last drop of your orgasm at the idea that you naively thought a man like him wouldn't want to have everything you could give him.

But before you were even completely off your high, Ukai managed to make your legs open again and stood up finishing removing your panties only to shove them into your mouth right after giving you a slow kiss that made you taste some of your sweet taste.

“You're such a loud girl, what if someone out of here heard us, huh?”, Ukai began to unbutton his pants to lower them along with the underwear and you moaned with your mouth full in a response that made him let out a giggle, “Oh, don't worry, I’d never let anyone see you like this,” he brought a hand to your throbbing pussy and rubbed your clit slowly, realizing how sensitive it was, “Your body is meant to be seen only by your daddy, right?”

You nodded in agreement and he took your face with one hand by your chin before speaking again, “So, why don't you expose yourself for you daddy? Just using your pretty fingers, ‘course.”

He looked suggestively between your legs and you silently understood what he meant. And even though shame was eating you up inside, the urge to have him inside you was greater, more urgent, so your hand slid up to reach your warm, messy pussy to push your folds apart and show him your entrance squeezing around nothing and still leaking.

“There we go, that's such a nice sight, princess, you have such a tight, tiny slutty-hole ready to be used,” Ukai whispered taking his dick by the base to the front of your entrance, “Can you stay still for daddy, princess?”

You whispered a muffled “Yes” in response and his cock slid in slowly, making you have the sensation being stretched and his veins rubbing against your gummy walls; it was even better than having his mouth eating you out. He filled you so well, it was almost immoral to Ukai Keishin make you feel so complete with his cock plugging you up and forcing your tight entrance to widen almost to its limits because of his fat shaft.

“Fuck, so damn, fuckin’ tight,” he gasped holding you by the waist, only to continue feeling your walls ready to milk every last drop of his cum, “You can feel it, can't you? Your pussy throbbing, wanting me to go deeper inside you.”

Ukai gave a quick thrust, feeling you clenching down on him even harder, and your legs immediately wrapped around his hips. If pulling out was a remote chance before, now it became an impossibility; you wanted to feel him finish it in the only way possible: with his cum being thrown deep inside your pussy, so deep that your womb could easily be impregnated.

“You're so– fuck, feels fucking amazing inside you, I could stay here for hours,” Keishin gasps letting his head fall back and giving you the clear view of him swallowing saliva with difficulty, “You'll always be my cute, little princess, but your pussy is slut-worth f'sure”

He looked at you with a small smile and began to actually thrust himself into you, the wet sounds getting louder and louder as your slickness leaked even more and soaked his shaft completely.

His eyes stayed fixed mostly on the image of him disappearing inside your tight heat and soon after reappearing with the tip getting more and more swollen, ready to spew his hot, thick cream; Ukai Keishin must be the luckiest stepfather in the world to have the opportunity to watch you melt for him and let him use you like a human fleshlight.

Slowly you began to feel your orgasm building again, your pussy was getting more and more hypersensitive, almost to the point of hurting, but still: it felt so good, feeling him go deeper and deeper and leave you with your mind blank was so good.

Inevitably your hips began to force themselves against his as the rhythm became more erratic, less rhythmic – Ukai was about to cum, and just when he did, his hands held you forcefully by the waist, holding you still as much as possible as his milk filled you completely, hot, sticky, thick, just the way you imagined it would be.

You could get addicted to the sensation of feeling the pressure of Ukai's fillets of cum filling you from the inside, so addicted that your orgasm came soon after, crashing over your body suddenly and making you clutch desperately against the body of your stepdad, who promptly tucked you into his arms and massaged your back until your breathing slowly began to normalize, to calm down just like his heart that seemed to be sinking into tachycardia.

“I–,” you tried to start to speak, still with your mouth full of your own panties, his hand promptly pulled it out, but placed his index finger over your lips instead.

“Shush, it's so late at night right now, isn't it? What if someone listened to your pretty voice and came over here?” Ukai spoke up stepping away and picking up your shorts, “I need to let you at our home and give you a good bath and then put you to sleep after this full day,” he spoke up, leaning over and leaving a little kiss on your lips before whispering, “And if you can do it here today once, you can do it twice, right?”

ㅤ🏷 tagging: @festive @inu1gf @mizurimirai @sleepy3 @kuroaka @slut4manjiro @qudvxnkanx @wakasa-wifey @goldenmnr @semisgroupie @httphaitani @amaejiki @fuyuus @ushitoshiii @lordbugs @imsatansqueen @tonaken @medusalovessnakes @rinsie @jjendeku @kumikocchi @crackheadwithtoes @sxnriodollx @bunnozi @alureasoley @momoewn @todorokiskitten @tojidilfs @sunas-drug-dealer @narxiso @sftbunnyy @hannas16 @jadeisthirsting @euryale16 @namyari @onikawrld @aikonori @kittykat5742 @flamefoxxrecs .

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satorhime · 2 years

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˚‧ ✿ ♡²˖ ࣪ ་ SATORHIME'S FIC REC FRIDAY !

hi hi ⁽ ˘ ˑ ˘ ⁾ ‹𝟹 i decided to start a lil fic rec friday to highlight and boost the beautiful writing that i read on an almost daily basis. i will do my best to keep this up weekly or bi-weekly (depending on my schedule) and i hope this helps you a bit if you're wondering what juicy piece to read next. i used content warnings from the authors' fics to give you an idea of what to expect beforehand, but please remember to thoroughly read content warnings and respect creators' blog rules before you interact with any of them. and also, please show more love to the pieces you read. if you liked, highly consider reblogging + commenting. it helps others find content to read too and i promise you'll make an author's day ! fandoms: jjk, tokrev, genshin, and aot genre(s): dark content, smut, fluff, hurt/comfort

ALWAYS, FOREVER ! ── with getou suguru, jjk ꒰ AUTHOR: dilly ♡ @atsumeii ꒱

lovesick dom!suguru x fem!reader, cumplay/cum eating, nippleplay, smol ! handjob ! petname (baby, angel, sweetheart, etc.), breeding, tiny dumbification, mentions of marriage/having kids, creampies, a clit kiss.

CATCH ME IF YOU CAN ── with getou suguru, jjk ꒰ AUTHOR : pooh ♡ @poohbea ꒱

detective!geto, criminal!reader, established backstory, implied past relationship, a knife is used, swearing, trespassing.

CRUEL INTENTIONS ── with multiple characters, jjk꒰ AUTHOR : jes ♡ @vilsoo ꒱

manipulation, toxicity, taboo, gangbang/train, professor(s) x student, double penetration, oral (m.receiving), unprotected sex, bukkake, slight sir kink.

DON'T GET SHY ON ME NOW ── with multiple characters, genshin ꒰ AUTHOR :abby ♡ @munsonsins ꒱

afab! reader, size kink, mating press, pussydrunk itto, mirror sex, v slight humiliation kink, brat taming, masturbation, fingering, overstim, edging, exhibition, pussy slaps, dacryphilia, mutual masturbation, sex toys (vibrator), pet names (princess, baby, darling)

FUCK ME, LIKE YOU HATE ME ── with hanma shuji, tokrev ꒰ AUTHOR : denice ♡ @fushisslut ꒱

slight!dubcon, public sex, unprotected sex, creampies, degradation (reader degrades hanma), timeskip!hanma, pussy drunk!hanma.

FEELS JUST LIKE A DREAM ── with chifuyu matsuno, tokrev ꒰ AUTHOR : sosa ♡ @sailewhoremoon ꒱

all characters mentioned are 18+, college student!reader, toman!chifuyu, black fem!reader, thick!reader, fluff, comfort, mild suggestive content, lovesick!chifuyu

"HOW TO HAVE A BABY WITH TWO DADS" ──── with itadori yuuji, ryoumen sukuna, jjk ꒰AUTHOR: winter ♡ @yuujispinkhair ꒱

18+, smut, sukuna switches bodies with yuuji, they both have sex with reader, and both breed her. slight!dubcon (sukuna knows yuuji and reader want a baby, but obviously they aren't happy about sukuna taking over yuuji's body. reader consents, though!), creampie, lots of breeding, mentions of future pregnancy, dirty talk, light degradation, yuuji and reader are around 25.

HEAVEN, I'D LIKE A PIECE OF IT ──── with tobio kageyama, haikyuu ꒰AUTHOR: coco ♡ @tobiodose ꒱

tobio kageyama x f!reader. nsfw, inexperienced tobio, making out, nipple play spit/drool dry humping, kissing over clothes, tobio finishes in his pants

HOME IS WHEREVER I'M WITH YOU ──── with miya atsumu, haikyuu ꒰AUTHOR: haley ♡ @bbyatsumu ꒱

smut (mdni), themes of mental health (reader feels like their life is out of control / mentions of anxiety, but no mentions of depression and no heavier themes of mental health), slight angst, emotional sex + love confessions, childhood best friends to lovers, pining, oral (f! receiving), cursing, fingering, gn pronouns but female anatomy, atsumu has body hair + mentions of scars and stretch marks, bathhouse (inaccurate depictions, but this is fiction so that’s fine), bathing together (non sexually), mentions of The Notebook (they watch it as a movie night), fantasizing (sexual), teasing, open-ended ending (slight angst, but hopeful)

IT'S YOU ──── with fushiguro megumi, jjk ꒰AUTHOR: ♡ @25306 ꒱

college au, fluff, mutual pining, friends to lovers? fingering, cunnilingus, face sitting, fellatio, unprotected sex, creampie, praising, slight femdom, sub! Megumi, dry humping, breast/nipple play, cum eating, hair pulling, hand job, sixty-nine position.

LIGHTWEIGHT IN LOVE ──── with gojo satoru, jjk ꒰AUTHOR: sheer ♡ @sheerxfiction ꒱

fem!reader, alcohol, fluff, even fluffier sleepy confessions.

MESSAGES SENT WITH INVISIBLE INK ──── with multiple characters, jjk ꒰AUTHOR: ares ♡ @lawscorazon ꒱

jjk men sending nudes/traps, mix of gn and afab reader, pre-established relationships, sexting (duh), suit kink, toxic ex-boyfriend!geto, suggestive/smut, brief mention of oral sex (m receiving), daddy kink, masturbation

NEEDY ──── with eren yeager, aot ꒰AUTHOR: venus ♡ @venusflytrapstar ꒱

non-con recording, size kink, slight corruption kink, inappropriate relationships (step siblings), unprotected sex, fingering, blowjobs.

OLD GOLD ── with wakasa imaushi, takeomi akashi, tokrev ꒰ AUTHOR : saint ♡ @killsaki ꒱

spit roast, fingering, unprotected sex/creampie, semi-public sex, exhibitionism-ish (heard not seen), pet names (princess, little girl, baby, etc), praise, light degradation, burn play (cigarette ashes), age gaps (reader is early 20s, waka/takeomi/shin are pushin 30), she/her pronouns, reader wears a skirt, corruption kink

SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN ── with multiple characters, jjk ꒰ AUTHOR : emmie ♡ @garoujo ꒱

mini series, f. reader, college!au, aged!up characters, exhibitionism, unprotected sex / creampies, fingering / oral, quickie-esque sex, seven minutes in heaven scenarios.

SHY GIRLS ARE JUST MY TYPE! ── with multiple characters, genshin ꒰ AUTHOR : lulu ♡ @ickyism ꒱

fem!sub!reader, established relationship, you guys finally get romantic thoma,body worship, praise kink, ayato tries to fuck moans out of you, mirror sex with childe, strap-on (arlecchino), cunnilingus, fingering.

TEACH ME SOMETHING ── with fushiguro toji ꒰AUTHOR: jojo ♡ @deathskid ꒱

age gap (reader in early 20s), unprotected sex, fingering, squirting, virginity loss, praise & degradation, daddy kink, stomach bulge, overstim, breeding kink

WHEN YOU SAY MY NAME, NOTHING'S CHANGED ── with nanami kento ꒰AUTHOR: tee ♡ @hanmas ꒱

nsfw and 18+ content, fem! reader, post-shibuya incident, nanami lives, he’s having a hard time adjusting to his scars :(, insecure nanami, hints at ptsd, mentions of marriage and having children, body worship, blowjobs, cum swallowing, unprotected sex, creampie

4:37AM ── ── with pantalone, genshin impact ꒰AUTHOR: vyn ♡ @beelenciaga ꒱

somnophilia, cockwarming, belly bulge, use of pet/endearment names “darling”, “dove”, “dear”, soft + passionate sex, breeding, unprotected sex, praise, fem bodied reader.

#fic rec friday #anime fic recs #jjk fic recs #aot fic recs #genshin fic recs #tokrev fic recs

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nishloves · 11 months

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masterlist & guidelines <3

hoshi🩵🩷 ~ my ult bias <3 // navigation kindly scroll more for the masterlist! currently requests are closed!

guidelines｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠

requests can be made for!!

for - smut 🌶️ (nothing too explicit please) - fluff ☁️ - angst 🌩️ - suggestive 🍋 - oneshots/drabbles/blurts 🩵 - headcannons ✨ - scenarios 💖 - mtl 🥂

you can request for!!

currently writing for seventeen and anime only.

i won't accept!!

incest / rape / mental health problems / body dysmorphia / eating disorders / flurries; vampires / weird body fluids play / racism / homophobia / cheating / uncomfortable things / lgbtq (because of my low awareness about it, i don't want anything to be misleading or worded incorrectly)

anything I'm even mildly uncomfortable with!

note : most of my fics will be afab!reader or gn!reader only.

minors dni! for any nsfw post!

masterlistsﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡°

anime masterlist

(separate link)

seventeen

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series

Seventeen Dating Simulator (ot13) - fantasy series (oneshots of every member) / smut / fluff / angst / long chapters

all works of this series can be read as standalones.

╰┈➤ hyung line masterlist - ongoing

╰┈➤ maknae line masterlist - not started

╰┈➤ prologue (chapter wise masterlist) - updated as chapters are posted

ot13

boyfriend! headcannons (pu)

age gaps

svt as anime! [haikyuu!, jjk, aot, demon slayer, bsd, mha and many more!]

svt as zodiacs

svt as bollywood songs

svt sorting hat! (svt x hp)

svt as mafia!

fluff drabble 1 (sick day)

svt on your periods

how long would i date svt members?

can svt beat me in a fight?

svt with a pillow princess s/o - nsfw

please cry (angst drabble ~ 1)

choi seungcheol (s.coups)

sick day - nsfw drabble

guilty pleasure - nsfw drabble

plethora - sds series

moral of the story - small fic

yoon jeonghan

heartbreaker - oneshot

hong jisoo (joshua)

enchanted - oneshot

wen junhui (jun)

kwon soonyoung (hoshi)

annoying - oneshot

june 14th - oneshot

golden - nsfw oneshot

few months ago - nsfw oneshot - req

pretty you - nsfw drabble

finding kwon soonyoung - fluff

screentime - angst oneshot

jeon wonwoo

sweater - oneshot

sweater (2)

lee jihoon (woozi)

eternal - small fic

xu minghao (the8)

in another life - angst oneshot

kim mingyu

drunk - fluff oneshot

aye aye chef! (part1) - rewriting

lee seokmin (dk)

boo seungkwan

text post ~ 1 (birthday)

chwe hansol (vernon)

the night we met - angst oneshot

wet dreams - nsfw drabble

lee chan (dino)

safe word - nsfw drabble - req

you love him and so does he - fluff drabble

(more are yet to come...)

thank-you for your time! hope you like my blog! notes, reblogs, likes will be appreciated.

have a nice day/night ahead!

#nish recs #nishloves #nish recs : anime

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mackenziebrooks · 21 days

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Currently looking for new role plays. I have role played for years now.

I’ve role played My Hero Academia. I’ve rp a little bit of Haikyuu. I’m fine with these two.

We can can follow the story of each anime or create our own AU.

I’m currently watching Haikyuu but I have a couple of Oc’s made for it. I am in the start of season 4.

I’m caught up with My Hero Academia.

I do enjoy oc X cc. I occasionally rp cc x cc, but oc x cc just make things a bit more exciting since they’re your own characters. Definitely okay with doubling up.

I’m okay with smut, dark moments, sad and romantic ones. I enjoy fluff and angst.

Like I said before, I’m definitely okay with smut. We can discuss triggers and kinks over plotting.

I do work a second shift job, manufacturing to be exact. So my replies maybe out of the place but I do reply when I have the chance. Then some days my mental health takes a toll and I do what I can to reply. I do have a life outside of tumblr and discord. So please understand.

I am fine with doubling up as well if anyone is wanting to. I can send out a few sentences or paragraphs just depends on the scene and if at work or not. Every one messes up with grammar, I do it to all I ask if the your best, no one is perfect.

Please be 18 or older for the smut portion if we rp.

I prefer to rp on discord. It’s just easier for me. If you’d like to rp, dm me. Or leave a like. Thanks.

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icameheretoreadstuff · 9 months

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REQUESTS: OPEN/CLOSED Mix Masterlist - Main Masterlist - ask

Everything I write goes without saying: 1. Always read the warning labels. 2. This tumblr is filled with 18+ content. 3. Minors do not interact. 4. All content are works of fiction

-> Requests: Even if the request is closed, by all means send anyway! It just means that It’ll probobly take a longer time. (: English is not my native language, so please be warned due to misspelled words and stuff -> But do not worry I try my best to edit it.

-> Things I Write: nsfw smut, characters are aged up no matter what, mostly F!Reader, once in a blue moon I’ll write Fluff.

-> Kinks: Teasing, Cockwarming, Oral, Sub/Dom, Wet and Messy, Bondage, Multiple Orgasm, Overstim, Stuck in wall, Jealousy, Choking, Spanking, Deepthroat, Dry Humping, Blindfold, Public, Rough Smut/Oral, Creampie, Body Worship, Foodplay, Begging, Pegging, Titjob, Dirty Talk, Breeding, Praise Kink &&more

-> Things I will not write: Anything Underage/minors, Daddy/mommy kink, sexual assault, r*pe, s**cide, incest, drug use, cheating, miscarriages, self harm, yandere, noncon/dubcon or other extreme/dark kinks.

-> Do not interact: You will be blocked if you are not 18+ and If youre being rude to me or my followers. I’m not here to discuss why I will not write different kinks, I am not here to discuss your view on lgbtqia+/politics/Mental health etc, I hate drama on my tumblr and bad vibes :/ please be kind (: I want this tumblr to be a safe place.

-> Characters: x Naruto: Kakashi, Naruto, Kiba, Sasuke, Obito x One Piece: Shanks, Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Smoker x Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo Satoru, Choso, Toji x MHA/BNHA: Tamaki, Dabi, Katsuki Bakugo x Fire Force: Shinra x Haikyuu: Kuroo

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dnofsunshine · 2 years

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wholesome headcanons (digimon edition)

i’m doing this for haikyuu on my kagehina blog and after reading Onee-chan by @patamon, i’ve been inspired to do it for my chosen bbys so here it goes:

daisuke teaches ken how to cook; you’d think it’d be the other way around, but if his mother isn’t around, ken resorts to depression meals. this becomes daisuke teaching the rest of the 02 kids cos hikari can barely boil water, miyako relies on her family’s convenience store snacks, takeru’s diet consists of mainly tv dinners unless he goes to yamato’s, and iori just wants to learn to help out his family

takeru starts calling sora Nee-san at like 12—it’s an accident at first but then he just continues to call her that and sora’s secretly warmed by it

you can’t tell me koushiro doesn’t game on like Steam or something, he really enjoys puzzle games. he’s secretly competitive and loves online play.

the chosen share acct info for many active subscriptions/streaming services and it’s kind of the perfect set up:

youtube? somebody has premium, there’s only 5 or 6 profiles available so they share

taichi prbly pays for crunchyroll

amazon prime? hahah yep many addresses are saved

netflix? hulu? mimi prbly pays for that

if someone is having trouble financially or they’re like “hey guys sorry we’re gonna have to skip this month for [x subscription], money’s tight” someone else is like “nah fam i gotchu, don’t worry abt it”

food delivery services for groceries and/or dining?? yamato prbly pays for that specifically to ensure his little bro gets some nutrients when he’s not available to cook 💙💛 (also he supports daisuke teaching takeru learning how to cook but requests frequent updates and pictures so he knows takeru isn’t getting hurt)

nintendo switch online? xbox game pass? someone has something; takeru prbly spends a lot of time gaming with hikari and taichi/yamato like to make bets on mario kart

also pirating galore

the chosen have a discord server that started for digital world-related things but evolved into a chaotic mess of digimon/pet pics, tv show/book/anime/manga/music recs, memes, school/homework help, advice, and other random shenanigans

so many memes. yamato & jou are tired

koushiro gets a dog. yes i know i wrote abt this already but i can’t stop thinking abt koushiro being a lonely kiddo and his mom knows

food is a great way to bribe someone—jou with coffee, takeru & hikari with sweets, koushiro with tea, etc.

hikari has a massive sticker collection, she hoards them the way taichi hoards video games

miyako is not above commissioning fanfics from takeru; she writes them herself too but gets a lot of writing pointers from takeru

mimi has a big following on social media and she pulls a lot of the other chosen into it, including an exasperated jou, a very confused koushiro, and ofc famous rock icon Ishida Yamato

after (prbly accidentally) learning that ken suffers from depression, the older chosen create a separate chat for mental health <333 they’re always finding ways to spend time together so nobody is lonely (lookin at you, takeru)

should i do a part 2?? any requests for certain characters or relationships (platonic or otherwise)?? please let me know, this was fun!!

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warabidakihime · 11 months

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From Setback to Comeback

Characters: Kageyama Tobio x Reader (a/n: honestly, i'm still thinking about this but now my heart's leaning towards kageyama the most, so-) Premise: Oshi no Ko/Mushoku Tensei-esque plot. | Reincarnation | Feel good fic with a DASH of angst | Eventual Smut | Happy Ending Synopsis: They were like puzzle pieces, intricately shaped to fit each other's broken edges, completing a picture that spoke of healing, understanding, and well, love. Chapters: 1/?

Prologue

Dark clouds hung low in the sky as rain poured relentlessly, casting a gloomy atmosphere over the city.

The rhythm of droplets hitting the windows echoed the weight you carried on your shoulders. A young woman in her mid-20s, you were weathered by the storms of life, but despite the hardships you endured, there was an indomitable spirit within you—a flicker of resilience that refused to be extinguished.

Your journey had been anything but easy. From a young age, you faced adversity head-on, growing up in a tumultuous environment. As you grew older, your teenage years were overshadowed by mental health struggles. The weight of darkness threatened to consume you, but somehow you managed to prevail.

Through sheer determination and the support of a few cherished friends, you found a glimmer of hope that carried you through the darkest nights. You also found solace in the pages of books and the embrace of fictional worlds and other hobbies that kept you occupied and entertained.

In the present, you worked as a marketing executive, navigating the corporate world with a resilience that had become your armor. Despite the demands and pressures of the office, you held your ground, a force to be reckoned with. You poured your creative energy into campaigns and projects, finding purpose in each successful endeavor.

And as you embarked on your daily commute, you fetched your phone from your bag, eager to make the most of the long bus ride ahead. With a quick swipe and a pair of earphones, you immersed yourself in the latest Haikyuu episode, determined to make the most of your time despite the rain and the distance to your destination.

Season 1, Episode 20, played on the screen, with the familiar characters you had grown to love coming to life before your eyes. Hinata's infectious energy filled the air as he spiked the ball with determination, while Kageyama's precision and strategic genius mesmerized you with every toss. The intensity of the match between Karasuno and Aoba Johsai sent chills down your spine, and you found yourself rooting for your beloved team with all your heart. A soft smile tugged at your lips as you immersed yourself in the volleyball battles and camaraderie, finding inspiration in their unwavering determination.

As the bus journeyed through the storm, the world outside blurred, and the soft glow of your phone screen became the only anchor in the swirling chaos. Lost in the captivating scenes, you reveled in the anticipation of what lay ahead for the characters you admired.

But fate had other plans in store for you.

The bus skidded violently, its tires losing traction on the slick road. Panic erupted among the passengers as the vehicle careened out of control. The world around you spun into chaos, and within moments, the crash consumed everything.

Your vision blurred, and suddenly everything faded to black.

When you next opened your eyes, you were greeted by the sight of two unfamiliar faces. A woman with kind eyes smiled down at you, her voice filled with warmth. "Akane," she said softly, giving you a name that felt both strange and familiar. Confusion filled your thoughts as you tried to respond, only to find that your voice had been replaced by the innocent babbling of a baby.

The woman turned to the other person in the room, her eyes shimmering with tears. "Our daughter is so pretty," she whispered, her voice quivering with emotion. The realization slowly dawned on you—a reincarnation had taken place. You had been granted a second chance at life—a new beginning in this unfamiliar world.

And so, for the next few months of your newfound life, a montage of precious moments unfolded with your new family. The initial shock of being in an environment so vastly different from your previous life washed over you, but it was a pleasant surprise.

As someone who had endured hardships, the warmth and love that surrounded you felt like a dream come true. The tender love of your new parents enveloped you as they embraced the role of guardians with unwavering dedication. You watched with wide eyes as your two older siblings showered you with affection, guiding you through your first steps, words, and birthdays. The way they doted on you and included you in their games was a stark contrast to the solitude you had known. Laughter filled the air as your siblings guided you through playful adventures, introducing you to a world of joy and camaraderie you had longed for.

Your joy overflowed when you discovered the truth—you had been reborn in the Haikyuu universe. And how did you find out? Well, it turns out that your grandfather is none other than Washijo Tanji, the head coach of the Shiratorizawa Academy boys' volleyball team. The revelation caught you completely off guard, leaving you in a state of disbelief. You never imagined that the stern and grumpy coach could have such a soft spot for his youngest grandchild. As you observed him closely, you couldn't help but notice that he appeared significantly younger than he does in the actual series. This revelation filled you with excitement because it might meant that you had been reincarnated before the events of the series had even begun. You couldn't contain your joy at the thought of being the same age as some of the beloved characters from the show. You fervently prayed that you would find yourself in the same age group as the first years, or perhaps even the second years.

The realization manifested in the form of giggles and delighted shouts, leaving your family smitten by your adorable excitement during dinner time.

With each passing day, the gravity of your second chance became more apparent. The lost years of your previous life seemed to fade into the background as you embraced this new chapter. Challenges awaited, but armed with determination, you were ready to relive the moments you had missed and forge a new path towards happiness.

And so, as the sun continued to shine outside, you gazed into the future with hope in your heart. This was the beginning of your second chance, a journey of self-discovery, friendship, and perhaps even a touch of destiny. The pages of your new life awaited, ready to be filled with tales of triumph and growth.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #hq headcanons #kageyama tobio #kageyama angst #kageyama x you #kageyama x reader #kageyama tobio x you #kageyama tobio x reader #tobio kageyama #hq tobio #tobio kageyama x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n

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