#hinata shoyo x black reader

[cinnamoodles]

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[rumisgf]

“player 2”

kenma was so mean.

all you wanted was attention from your boyfriend and here he is, showing you no mercy as he has you sat on his dick. what do you even expect anymore?

“hm, what’s the matter baby? ‘s too much?”

“mmmph, fuckkkkk!”

he thrust himself all the way into your sopping entrance, gripping your asscheeks as his gaming chair squeaks. your helpless cries only fuel him more, aiming to get you to spill every last drop of your cum on his lap. it’s only fair since you had been teasing him the whole night while he was streaming: wearing only his skirt and your cute, small little shorts.

“m- ‘m sor-rryyyy! i’m sorryyyy!”

your breathes are jumpy and haste as he ruts into you from underneath. you’re sure that you’ll wake up with bruises on your hips from kenma gripping them, guiding you up and down his entire length. the sound of your ass clapping on him still is slightly overpowered by the squelching, wet sound of your cunt painting your boyfriend’s dick as he pounds into you.

“you can be sorry all you want, ‘m not done with this pussy.”

@ rumisgf

[kaiijo]

ROMANCE TROPES — [HAIKYUU]

characters: hinata shoyo, miya atsumu, bokuto koutarou, sakusa kiyoomi content: gn! reader, the msby four, rich sakusa (i am a rich sakusa truther until the end), bokuto picks you up, sakusa is implied to be taller than you notes: omg i lowkey want to do a fuller version of sakusa’s part 

hinata shoyo ✶ love at first sight

slouched in a plastic airport seat, hinata’s leg bounces anxiously as he awaits his flight. rain beats down the side of the windows and he prays to whatever universal force there is that the flight leaves at the right time. he couldn’t fly with everyone else earlier since he celebrated his grandmother’s birthday with family but it put him on a late night flight that lined up with an incoming storm. 

he scrolls mindlessly through his social media feed, double-tapping a photo of oikawa’s reunion with his high school team and tanaka’s anniversary post for kiyoko. 

the speaker system crackles to life. “attention, passengers of flight 7644 to sapporo, due to inclement weather conditions, the flight has been delayed an estimated two hours. we apologize for the inconvenience and thank you for your patience.”

hinata curses under his breath, already on his way to pulling up the black jackals’s group chat to tell them. he pulls his cap off, running a hand through his hair with a long sigh. his phone begins to buzz with texts, no doubt from his coach telling him to keep them updated. 

he rests his forearms on his knees, slumping forward and skimming through the messages. then, he feels a cautious tap on his shoulder and a soft voice asks, “excuse me, do you have a charger i could use?”

when he looks up, hinata thinks the greater powers that be answered a different prayer of his. because holy shit he has never seen anyone as beautiful as you. you’re in a comfy-looking pullover and sweatpants and hinata only realizes he’s just been staring silently for a few seconds when your expression turns apologetic. “i’m sorry to bother you, i’ll ask someone else!”

“no, no, i’m sorry,” he says, words tumbling out of his mouth. he scrambles to unzip his backpack, rummaging through until he triumphantly pulls out his charger. he hands it to you and you thank him. before you can leave, he blurts out, “i’m hinata.”

“oh!” you stick your hand out and tell him your name with a small smile and when you do, hinata knows that he’s gone. 

miya atsumu ✶ brother’s best friend

osamu’s not sure how atsumu managed to weasel his way into his plans. it was a bit of a blur, atsumu practically crashing through the door of onigiri miya as osamu closed up shop to go get drinks with you, begging to be included. he supposes to reason was pity and atsumu’s pleading look as well as the fact that you work far away that had him agreeing to his brother tagging along. 

it was in your last year of high school that osamu figured out his brother had a big, fat crush on you. honestly, it should have been more obvious, especially with the way atsumu flaunted himself and often paraded around the house shirtless when he knew you were coming over. it bothered him at first, thinking bitterly that ‘tsumu couldn’t let him just have one thing to himself? but over time, the annoyance faded as he saw atsumu prove that this wasn’t just a flight-of-fancy, and osamu has already made peace with the very real possibility that you could be his in-law someday. that is, is atsumu could even tell you in the first place.

it’s a little disturbing, osamu thinks, watching the way atsumu flirts with you and wondering if he too makes the same googly-eyes at someone he’s crushing on or if that’s the way he sounds. you giggle when atsumu tries to take a sip of your margarita, telling him, “order your own then, ‘tsumu!”

“nah, yours tastes way better.”

“can’t take this scrub anywhere,” osamu says, earning a laugh from you and a glare from his twin.

you pat atsumu’s shoulder and osamu can’t believe you don’t feel how atsumu melts into your touch. “i’m actually glad both of you are here,” you say, “because i wanted to tell you guys that i’m moving back to tokyo! my boss promoted me so i’m back at main headquarters! isn’t that great?”

“that’s awesome,” osamu says, speaking for both himself and atsumu, who looks like he just won the lottery. 

bokuto koutarou ✶ opposites attract

whenever akaashi introduces you and bokuto as a couple to new people, he always gets pulled over to the side and asked in a whisper, “how did those two get together? he’s so… and they’re less…” 

akaashi can’t say that he wasn’t surprised when you and bokuto started dating back in high school, given that they two of you were on very different trajectories. obviously, bokuto was the captain of fukurodani’s volleyball team while you were student council president and vice-president of chess club. bokuto’s grade sat at the lower end of the spectrum while you were always within the top five students in your class. bokuto liked loud, screaming parties while you preferred a quiet night with a few friends. 

so when bokuto grabbed him by the shoulders one day and shook him, saying that he needed to tell you how he felt, akaashi was taken off-guarded. he didn’t even know you knew each other beyond having a mutual friend, him. 

maybe back then, akaashi would have agreed with the person asking him but now, he just tells them to observe the two of you. because when akaashi does, everything falls into place. like right now, as he and bokuto sit in the stands, watching your final chess match. if you win, you’ll hold onto your spot as a national champion and go on to compete internationally. 

out of the corner of his eyes, akaashi watches as bokuto sits at the very edge of his seat, chewing on his bottom lip. it’s clearly killing him not to cheer and it’s a testament to both his devotion to you. your hand hovers above the bishop before you switch quickly to the queen and move the piece with confidence, setting it down and announcing, “checkmate.”

the crowds erupts into the cheers and you’ve only barely finished shaking your opponent’s hand when bokuto flies out of his seat and barrels towards you. he sweeps you off your feet, spinning you once and setting you down before planting a big kiss on your cheek. you’re beaming as you’re handing your trophy, and bokuto steps back to let you soak up your spotlight. akaashi can’t help but notice that bokuto is beaming too and clapping the loudest. 

as the crowd starts to disperse, akaashi and bokuto join you again, ready to take you to your planned dinner. before you leave, bokuto says, “i was going to do this later but i can’t hold it in anymore, babe.” and he gets down on one knee with a ring box akaashi is all-too familiar with. 

sakusa kiyoomi ✶ reunited childhood sweethearts 

“try not to look so dour, sweetheart,” sakusa’s mother tells him as she fixes his tie. sakusa wants to grumble some choice words but he knows better than to complain to her. besides, he’s only partially paying attention, eyes darting about the crowd and back towards the venue’s entrance. 

he settles on adjusting his mask with a barely audible sigh and mumbles a quiet thanks as she flits to fuss over his older siblings. he glances again, disappointed as a different group of people waltzes in. he knows his older sister wouldn’t be so cruel as to lie to him that your family will be in attendance but the anxiety is making his antsy.

the two of you were inseparable as children with you being one of his only friends growing up.  you spent you days squirreled away in some nook reading or outside playing volleyball. your mothers always cooed that you two would get together one day, and as he got older and learned what that really meant, sakusa found himself hoping too. but then your parents took you and your siblings abroad, leaving him alone and heartbroken. he cut you off, hoping the distances and time would make your departure hurt less, but it didn’t.

sakusa doesn’t recognize the voice that calls his name but his head snaps towards the doorway. you’re standing in between your older sister and younger brother, waving at him. his heart skips a beat. your social media postings don’t do you enough justice; you’re even more attractive that the pixels he

s spent hours staring at. 

you still have that ever-present smile on your face and you quickly break-off from your family to bound over to him. without even thinking, his arms close around you as you embrace him tightly. you feel so familiar and he doesn’t want to let you go as you part. evidently, you don’t either as you keep him close still, only leaning away to look at him. “you’re so tall,” you laugh, more shyly you add, “and very handsome.”

this time, sakusa thinks his heart stops. 

[haikyu-mp4]

The sun and his flower

word count; 2133 – f!reader

Hinata never really got into driving. He took his driver's licence, but never got around to buying a car after returning to Japan. So when the snow fell overnight and he overslept for practice with the Black Jackals, he had no other choice but to leave his bike and hop on a bus.

And he would forever be thankful that he did. Because that morning was the first time he saw you. You sat closer to the front of the bus, in one of those unfortunate seats turned the other way, so Hinata could watch as you bopped your head carefully to whatever music you listened to and stared out the window. Your movements didn’t quite match up with his own music, which he found annoying so he turned his off. Who still uses earbuds with a cord? he thought as he watched how the cord was tangled in with your scarf.

Even though he didn’t know the names of any particular flowers, he started comparing you to them.

So he kept catching the bus, often running briskly to the bus stop just to make sure he could get on the right one, even if it was a bit early or a bit late.

Sometimes he got a seat where he could see your face, sometimes he had to pretend to adjust something to turn and catch glances at you, and sometimes he could only pout at the top of your head over the seat. Nonetheless, he started imagining what you did after stepping off the bus. Were you a student? A florist? A musician? Or maybe you worked in some office, like Kuroo.

You always got off before him, the same stop every time, and his eyes would follow you until you were blurry because the bus moved and then you were out of sight. He would then slump back in his seat, putting his headphones on for two more stops until he could get off, jogging to make up for the warm-up time he missed.

“You ever considered getting a car?” Sakusa asked him one day as Hinata shuffled into place beside them where they were finishing warm-ups while he started them, beginning with his thighs while Sakusa rolled his shoulders back into place.

“No,” Hinata answered sharply before chuckling, struggling a bit to keep his balance in the pose he used. “I mean, the bus is cheaper.”

Atsumu scoffed. “As if money for a car should be a problem, ya can get a little golf or something if yer so worried,” he said, jumping in place to loosen up his muscles.

“I could get a car, but I don’t really need it. Think of the environment, Tsumu.” Hinata teased back, switching legs as Bokuto came from the bathroom.

“Sho!” he cheered, not minding any conversation they might have had before. Hinata kept on with his warmup beside the net while they started with Atsumu setting for their spikes. Sakusa made little comments and quickly, everyone forgot about the previous conversation. Finally, Hinata was ready to spike. Atsumu set up a few for him before they were told to get ready for team practice, everyone taking a break to fill up on water.

As Hinata dried off his forehead with the bottom of his shirt, he sighed. “Actually, there’s this girl,” he said, stopping when he heard someone gasp dramatically, not sure which of his team members it was as he continued. “On the bus, she’s really pretty.”

“Don’t be shy, tell us about ‘er,” Atsumu encouraged, leaning his arm uncomfortably on Sakusa’s shoulder, a motion that was quickly denied.

So Hinata did, he got up from the bench and with unnecessary gestures, he told them about which stop you get off at and detailed the colour of your hair. He had a small discussion with himself about what word to use for the colour of your eyes, and then when he finished he looked at his friends with the sweetest smile.

Bokuto, ever the optimist, nodded encouragingly. “And?”

Hinata’s nose scrunched. “That’s it. We haven’t talked yet.”

“You take the bus every day just to stare at her? That’s not creepy at all,” Sakusa said sarcastically, ending the conversation on that note as they were called back to the court.

You didn’t mean to. Your eyes usually stayed on the scenery passing by, making up scenes in your head based on whatever music your shuffled playlist handed you, so you didn’t mean to make eye contact with the orange-haired guy when you were on your way off the bus. He sat in the seat closest to the door, and when your eyes met his, he smiled. You could have sworn it was cloudy outside, so why was the sun sitting on the bus with you this whole time? And why didn’t you notice it before?

The moment was cut short as more people were getting off, some burly man bumping your shoulder to get off and naturally pushing you along as you realised it was indeed drizzling outside. By the time you turned around to seek his warmth again, the bus doors were closing and the bus carried your sunshine away.

The day after, the volume on your earbuds was a bit lower as you stepped on the bus, looking around uncharacteristically and deflating when you realised there was no orange hair in sight. So you sat down in the seat behind where he sat yesterday and got back to looking out the window.

It wasn’t until four stops later that someone sat down beside you, and you frowned when you looked forward and saw that the bus wasn’t that full, so then you turned to whoever sat beside you. And there he was, warm just like the last time you saw him.

“Sorry, is it okay if I sit here?” he asked, loudly enough to disturb other commuters, but you couldn’t hear while your earbuds were still in. Your eyes zeroed in on his cheeks where there were tiny freckles kissed by a soft red flush, probably from running to the bus stop or something. Then you looked down, noticing how his lips were moving before his tongue ran between them, oh.

You picked your earbud out before tucking some hair behind your ear so you could see him properly, taking in a quick breath. “Sorry! What did you say?” you asked, corners of your lips tilted up.

Hinata chuckled, skipping the question of whether or not he could sit there. “What are you listening to?” he asked instead, pointing to the earbud you were rolling between your fingers.

You hesitated for a second before simply handing the earbud over, an inviting glint in your eyes as you silently let him indulge in your privacy. He smiled even brighter, making you squint slightly before he took the earbud and put it in his ear, subconsciously leaning a bit closer so he wouldn’t pull yours out.

And as he started slightly moving his head, you wondered what he was so happy about so early in the morning. If the sun’s brightest time is midday, why does it feel like it’s right here at 06.47? You chuckled silently under your breath, wondering if everyone else on the bus felt his warmth too. “I like your smile,” you said before you could stop yourself.

Hinata really liked your music, it suited you and at the same time, it was nothing like what he imagined. He didn’t listen to music that often, preferring to listen to his breathing and nature while jogging, but he could get used to this if he could share it with someone. With you.

When you took the initiative to talk more, he almost felt shy about it, lifting a hand to the back of his neck. “Thank you. I like your music,” he said, wanting to compliment you back but feeling like he couldn’t just say I like you. Because he did, he knew so little about you that it wasn’t easy to pinpoint anything, but he just liked you.

Eventually, you had to get off, so Hinata scrambled out of his seat, making your earbud fall out. Now he stood beside the seat, the two of you still connected as you held your phone and he had the earbud in. Quickly, he took it out and apologised, to which you told him not to worry before walking past him and in the heat of your fluster, you didn’t even say goodbye. You didn’t even catch his name.

The next time you sat down on the bus, you were determined to do better, exactly how Hinata was yesterday as he braced himself to talk to you. When Hinata once again stepped on the bus at his usual stop, you lifted your hand and waved at him, making him smile and come over to sit beside you. “Hey!” he greeted cheerfully.

“Hi,” you responded, very aware of your upper arm pressed against his even if there was space enough not to. You handed over one earbud for him, taking in a deep breath of courage. “You never told me your name.”

Hinata took the earbud but didn’t put it in his ear. “Shoyo. Hinata Shoyo.” He mentally cursed at how he sounded like James Bond, but every other thought dissipated when you responded with your name. He liked it. He looked at you, noticing how prettily your eyelashes swung out at the edge and how he could finally decide on your eye colour now that he saw you up close. “Pretty,” he whispered, not sure if he was talking about your name or just you.

You blushed, turning away for a moment and then looking back at him, wondering the same thing as he did. “What do you do, Shoyo?” you asked, letting his name roll off your tongue like a sour candy you weren’t sure you could handle but still felt tempted to eat up.

“I’m a professional volleyball player,” he answered, looking proud. Your eyes widened, lips parting in surprise.

“Really? That’s so cool!” you said, making sure you didn’t talk too loudly and disturb others on the bus. You were amazed and naturally let your eyes browse down to get a glimpse of his physique. Professional athlete. “I don’t know why I thought professional athletes didn’t use public transport.”

If you asked his teammates, they don't, he thought. Hinata nodded, mindlessly twirling the earbud in his hand, which made you take yours out and tug on the cord to put it away. “And you? What do you do?” He bit his lip lightly in anticipation, every one of his theories flashing by in his mind. He checked the screen to find it wasn’t that long until you had to get off.

“It’s boring, I work in a cafe,” you said, nose scrunching at how lame your job was compared to his.

“You don’t like it?” he asked curiously. You hummed a short tone, thinking about it.

“I kinda love it. It’s just not as cool as being a volleyball player,” you said, emphasis on the last words, which made Hinata huff out a short laugh. “I’m not sure what I want to do yet.”

“If you like it, it’s cool,” he said like there was no use arguing. And you suppose it wasn’t, because you should in fact enjoy these years of your life where you’re still figuring things out. “Can I come with you?”

You blinked at him, looking from the front of the bus and back to him. “Yes? But weren’t you going somewhere?”

“I don’t even have work today, I just got on the bus to see you,” he admitted, and you hoped your gleeful laughter covered the sound of your heartbeat.

Now you’re together all the time, but you’re not always on the bus. You’re at the cafe, taking a break and sharing a piece of cake, you’re in the park either talking and laughing or having him show you how to play volleyball and laughing even more, you’re at his place and kissing on his couch after not seeing each other all day while your music plays softly on the speakers, you’re at his game to cheer for him and then meet all his friends and perhaps even family, and you’re in a restaurant when he gives you a little silver ring to promise you two stick together even while figuring things out. Things like how to open a brand new cafe in Brazil after he airs the idea of moving back there.

Because the two of you just wanted to be together, like how flowers always seem to reach for the sun and the sun does its best to keep them warm in the limited time it has.

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/tags @hotvinimon @makkir0ll

[romeavecryst]

Shh J let it happen˖ ࣪⊹

summary; Haikyuu guys as moments me n my man have had that tickle my brain.

characters; tanaka, hinata , kageyama, tsukishima xblk reader!

warnings: uhh wierd ig, cursing, beating eachother(romanticly),insults(big back,kys), chaos, Hinata(bc he has braces it’s a hc! Relax guys geez), not proofread!

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TANAKA

☆ Sharing food but your both absolutely starving because y’all both broke. Like he’ll text you ‘bby wanna go get food😝’ And of course you say yes bc who are you to say no to some big back action with your man. Y’all head to a nice little wing place, “oh ight let’s fuck up some boneless get 30 for us to share 15 fo’ yo Fatass and 15 for me gotta keep the gut healthy!” You say with a smile over at him.

This motherfucker looks you dead in the eye “you only get 10, can’t let that big back get to ya already hallin’ enough back there.” He spoke his eyes looking down at your ass his hand GRABBING A HAND FULL.

Your jaw dropped “nigga.” Speechless. IN PUBLIC, HAVE SOME DECENCY LORD. He had a fat smile on his face to. How he gonna low key fat shame you but complement you at the same time.

Him leaning in whispering “your ass, fat.“ He spoke sticking his tongue out at you his hand holding a space indicating it as your butt in a ‘this big’ his hands far apart from echo other. You hand going over your mouth.

Your eyes traveling away for him meeting some ladies with a horrific look and a frown on her face. You couldn’t help your self letting out as muffled laugh quickly turning back to him. Your hand grabbing his bicep, as you fall forward laughing “HELP ME.” You hollered.

HINATA

☆ What’s a couple to do when they’re bored, make out! Why not! It’s fun!

You and him getting as it. It was all cute at first then him not paying attention to where his hand go touching your sides tickling you. You yelping because it fucking tickled, you face smashed against his, both out y’all pulling back your head dropping as you held yourself. Hinata poor baby leaned forward going to kiss the back of you head as an apology him talking into your hair.

His braces get CAUGHT IN YOUR CURLS. YUPPPP that’s the cherry on the mf cake! Now your both panicked, him trying to pull back but your scalp is sensitive rn bc you just took your hair out. And HES PULLING.

“BABY PLEASE WAIT.” You begged.

“IM SORRY!”

Only a few strands came out, to be fair y’all were just being dramatic. Smh.

KAGEYAMA

☆ He hated it when you would wear a nice lip combo with a sitcky gloss. No no no, not because it looked bad but because he couldn’t kiss you. Walking together holding your hand as you walked him to morning practice he was just glaring at you.

Mind you you don’t know what the fuck his attitude if for, “what is your problem.” You scoff stoping in that hall way, pulling your hand back to cross your arms. His expression changing a bit cause how dare you pull your hand from him!

His eyes narrowed “nothing. No problem do YOU? have a problem.” He sassed his hands landing on his hip.

Oh you wanted to pop him in the mouth “Why do you act like this.” You spoke your index finger pointing at him in a dramatic manner.

He scoffed throwing his head to the side “you just hate me that all.”

Oh BROTHERR. “boy, it you don’t-“

“I wanna kiss you but your face is done.”

Face done? OH! “My gloss? Baby I just don’t want you having to walk around with the sticky feeling plus it will leave marks.” Because truthfully you don’t mind fixing it if need be you just don’t want him to go crazy bc his face was sticky.

His eyes met yours “umm okay?”

You grinned his sassiness making you giggle now “then come here,” you said your hands grabbing his face kissing him one the lips.

Pulling back a little “don’t hold out on me women.” He said, alright! You kisses him a few more times then his cheek, your lip combo all over his lips and smudge on the side of his face. He pulled back a prideful smile on his face.

“Ouuu okay baby! I fear you ate this combo better than I do.” You teased.

He walked into practice like that.

TSUKISHIMA

☆ Ahh yes it’s a nice little hang out session peaceful laying together, Kei watching his phone his other hand rubbing small circles into your back. Your face was on his chest as you watched his phone with him.

You back was starting to hurt so you adjusted your self his hand now on your stomach as you faced away from him your head in between his bicep and chest. This fucker, HANDFULL, and I mean a HANDFULL OF YOUR GUT.

“Absolutely not.” You started.

“Shut up.” He responded immediately, his tone flat.

“Kei let go of my fat.” You groan

“Die. I like holding on to it.” Not an ounce of emotion leaving his lips.

“I don’t give a fuck.”

Needless to say he didn’t let go, his large hand kneading your stomach. He was pleased with himself ignoring your dramatic sighs.

So you just laid there dying in silence as he played with your rolls, he loved them, a lot. For not good reason but he genuinely loved them but you(I) HATED, them just being played with sometimes but you gotta just take it sometimes.

Laying there you let your mouth latch on to his bicep. “You leave a hickey im pushing you on the floor.”

“The voices say I have to.” You whispered latching onto him just sucking in his arm.

“I’m gonna lose my mind.”



[vividvivvy]

how would the MSBY 4 react to fem!reader being stronger then they look by picking each of them up easily??

So, when I saw this immediately one thing popped into my brain. Cause you know who is stronger than they look and pick people up easily. Cheerleaders. (This is biased because I do competitive cheerleading)

MSBY Jackals boys reacting to their cute little cheer leader girlfriend absolutely rocking their shit.

Shoyo Hinata: he had known you did competitive cheerleading of course, but the first time he went to one of your competitions he was in awe. He had never seen anyone jump higher than him until now.

After your round was over he rushed off the bleachers and swept you up into his arms, "oh my goodness babe that was amazing! You didn't tell me you could do any of that stuff!" He pulled back and grabbed your shoulders, shaking you profusely as he shouted and rambled about what he had seen while you were on the mat.

"you were like, up and then back down and then you even picked up that other girl! All by yourself! And then you even threw her in the air!" The smile on his face was one you'd never forget, he looked so proud of you but to you this was just another thing you did regularly.

"Shoyo I have to pick people up like that every single day" your voice was gentle as you wrapped your arms around him and easily managed to lift his feet off the ground, even giving him a small toss before his feet landed back on the ground. "You would make a great flyer Sho"

He faltered for a minute and just stared at you, being picked up wasn't particularly new to him, he was normally one of the smallest people in his friend group, but he'd never been picked up by a girl, especially not one that looked so small and cute, and yet here he was, his sweet little girlfriend had just picked him up like he didn't weigh more then a bag of flour.

"you just did that..."

"yeah, that's kind of what I do babe"

Kotaro Bokuto: brags about you like there is no tomorrow, he knows damn well that he has a cool girlfriend. I feel like that would be well established the first time you did a standing back tuck in front of him (basically a back flip). He had never messaged the team group chat so fast, something like.

"GUYS MY GIRLFRIEND CAN LITERALLY DO A BACKFLIP"

He didn't expect, however, that one day while you were helping out at his volleyball practice, he would see you scoop up his teammate with ease and carry him off the court when he had hurt his leg and couldn't stand. Once the man you can been carrying was set down and settled Bokuto ran up to you yelling. "Babe! Babe! Pick me up to!"

At first you had turned him down, saying that you didn't want to strain your arms too much before practice later, but he started sulking in a random corner of the gym and wouldn't budge. So you walked over and picked him up bridal style.

It was a comical sight honestly, a short girl with skinny arms, holding her giant muscle man of a boyfriend like he was a princess, but there it was. No one would have believed it if they hadn't seen it, but it was right in front of the whole team's eyes. And Atsumu had never snapped a picture faster in his life before walking away and chuckling to himself, Shoyo bouncing like a happy dog at his side, laughing at the photo he took. "That's going on the teams Instagram".

Bokuto couldn't care less about all the eyes on him though, he was beaming with happiness.

"my girlfriend can do a backflip AND she can pick me up!"

Miya Atsumu: Miya thought it was amazing that he had a girlfriend that did competitive cheer, I mean who wouldn't want a cheerleader girlfriend. But he didn't realize how much work went into your sport. You go to the gym almost more than he does. On top of that you do weekly yoga class and have an entire mini gym set up in your house.

"God damn princess, I knew that you were tough but don't go showing me up" he laughed as he watched you easily squat his max, you only smirked and went to get more weights. "It was your idea to go on a gym date my love"

He rolled his eyes and "well yeah but I didn't think you'd totally show me up, I thought I'd get to show off to you." He watched you squat again, you were squatting more then he had in, well ever, "what do you do in cheer, cause God damn"

"I throw people" you spoke nonchalantly and he laughed, waiting for you to continue on, but you only glanced at him from the corner of your eye. "I'm serious babe, I'm a base, my job is literally to throw people" you did crack a smile, you couldn't really stay serious when talking about throwing your teammates around.

"then throw me" he challenged without hesitation, you paused what you were doing and stepped away from where you had been doing your squats, walking up to him with the most neutral face he'd ever seen you with, and reaching down, and lifting him up from just above his knees.

Of course a lot of people in the gym had started staring at this point, I mean a girl who looked like she had never set foot into a gym just lifted her built boyfriend up like a ragdoll.

You held him there for a moment before he felt your entire body shift at your knees, and the large male heard you whisper "1, 2, down, up" then you let go of him and he was in the air, and before he knew it he was planted back on the ground.

It all happened way too quickly for him to process, he just stood there for a minute before a smirk grew over his face.

"well shit. My girlfriend literally just threw me"

Kiyoomi Sakusa: he was never one to show much interest in your sport, he would go to your competitions and congratulate you when you did good and support you when your team didn't do great. But other than that he didn't ask many questions or pry about it, just like you didn't with volleyball.

Though even though you didn't pry much about volleyball, you couldn't help but get super excited for your tall boyfriend when his team would win games. The team had grown accustomed to you rushing the court after they won to jump into your boyfriend's arms, he normally kept his cool in these situations, simply hugging you and holding you up while you shouted and cheered for him.

But this game played out a little differently, you had been on the edge of your seat the whole time, and you could visibly see Sakusa getting more and more frustrated as the two teams were in a constant back and forth. So when Hinata had managed the winning spike, you had never raced down the bleachers faster in your life.

Sakusa braced for you to run up and jump at him like you normally do, wrapping your much smaller frame around him and clinging onto him. But instead you threw your arms around his legs, just below his (flat) butt, lifting your 6'2 boyfriend off the ground. His teammates had never seen the calm and collected Sakusa lose his cool that quick, his center of gravity leaned directly backwards but his short girlfriend held firm to the ground, and didn't put him down until you heard him mumble.

"hey, put me down..." You scrambled to put him down and immediately started apologizing.

"I'm so sorry Yoomi! It's just what I do with the girls in cheer I didn't- it was muscle memory i-"

"it's fine just, no more picking me up when hundreds of people are staring at us, it's really awkward"

Sorry if it's not what you expected! I heavily base y/n on myself so when I read your request it was the first thing that came to mind. I hope it's ok 🫶

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being MSBY’s Manager:

Joke

MSBY x Fem! Manager

Warnings: swearing

AN: finally figured out dark mode on the chat app!

[kvrokasaa]

First kiss

Includes: Akaashi, Bokuto, Osamu, Hinata

GN!reader, no pronouns mentioned.

Akaashi Keiji

A walk in the park with Akaashi would've been nice, but when it starts raining in the middle of the walk, it gets a little bad. But nonetheless, Akaashi grabbed your hand and lead you to a shelter in the middle of the park.

When you both got there, he noticed you were shivering from the cold, so he took of his jacket and draped it around your shoulders. He smiled down at you, pulling you a little closer to him.

"Stupid rain." He muttered under his breath. "I don't know, I love the rain," you looked up at him whilst smiling, "it can be so beautiful."

You looked up at the sky, smiling at the smell of the rain. "Don't you agree?" You took a deep breath in, feeling nostalgia of your childhood.

But you couldn't see Akaashi looking at you, smiling at your excitement over the small things, "yeah, very beautiful." What neither of you expected was Akaashi leaning closer to you, planting a kiss on your cheek.

You blushed and looked over at him. Your cheeks felt warm, and you saw Akaashi smiling at your expression. You pouted and pointed at your lips, "I think you missed." Akaashi blushed, but he smiled and leaned in, kissing your lips.

Kotaro Bokuto

Loud cheers filled the gym, everyone stood up and clapped. Some whistled, some cheered, some screamed. But you couldn't care about the noise, everything drowned out when you looked over at Bokuto.

Msby just won nationals and as everyone screamed for their chosen player, you ran downstairs to the bottom level floor of the gym. When you got there, Bokuto grabbed you and spun you around in the air.

"We won! We won, baby!" You nodded at his excitement; your smile as big as ever. You giggled as he put you back down on the floor. "You did it, baby. I'm so proud of you!" You grabbed his hand, smoothing your thumb over his palm.

"I did it for you, every shot was for you." He smiled, leaning down and placing his head onto your shoulder. His breathing tickled your neck, but you simply placed your hand onto his head, petting his hair.

"I'm so proud of you, my love." He brought his head back up, looking into your eyes intently. "I love you so much." He whispered as he brought his head down, leaning in and kissing you.

You blushed, not only did he say his first I love you, but he's also kissing you. The first kiss in your relationship was magical. And it would've been even better if the rest of the Msby team didn't shout and coo at Bokuto kissing you.

He groaned and turned around, already embarrassed.

Osamu Miya

You haven't seen Osamu for almost a week. You don't live together, but he always used to stop by and bring some of his onigiri, bribing you to eat together and talk about each other's day.

But lately Osamu hasn't even called you, he hasn't texted you, nor has he tried to stop by. It's almost like you guys aren't dating.

You don't want to confront him; he may just be busy. But you've had relationships that turned out like this, only for the men to just walk out of your life. And you want to stop dreading the text that may be sent to you over your breakup.

You have no choice but to confront him. So, that's how you made it to his store. He was talking to a customer, smiling as he hands them their food. You take in a deep breath and walk over to him.

"Hi, I'd like to order a salmon onigiri with a side of, why is my boyfriend avoiding me." He looked up at you, his expression showed that he didn't expect you to show up at his work.

"Yeah, just come to the back with me, we'll look for it together." He was still putting up a front, not wanting to start an argument around his customers.

But, alas, in the back room, this argument started. Names were called, and voices were shouted. But you still felt like he didn't hear you.

"Just explain to me why you're avoiding me. Can't you tell me that, can't you tell me why I feel like the only one in this relationship?" You wanted to cry; you don't know how much longer you can take this. "Are you going to leave me for someone else?" Your voice was tiny, and if Osamu wasn't as close to you as he was, he wouldn't have heard it.

Osamu looked over at you, and he finally realized that he was neglecting you. He wasn't paying attention to you. So, he did what he thought was right. He marched over to you, grabbing you face gently, and leaned in. He kissed you like he was hungry; he didn't want to let go. But he had to make sure that you knew how much he loves you.

"Never, I would never, in a million years, leave you for someone new."

Hinata Shoyo

The snow outside was beautiful, everything was silent. Everything but your home. Hinata started playing music about an hour ago, grabbed your hand and dragged you over to dance with him.

You love his spontaneous attitude, especially when he randomly comes up with ideas so none of you have to be bored. But it was almost the middle of the night, and you didn't want to wake your neighbors.

You brought your hands up, smoothing them over his face and cupping his cheeks. "Baby, we should go lay down. You have practice in the early morning." But Hinata only shook his head and pulled you closer to him. "Nope, I'm spending time with my baby right now."

You groaned. You were tired from working all day and you just wanted to lay down and cuddle with him. His stomach growled and he looked at you, smiling sheepishly. You sighed and walked over to the kitchen, grabbing some ingredients to make him food.

Halfway through cutting some potatoes, Hinata changed the song to a slow one. He walked over to you and hugged you from behind. His head rested on your shoulder as he sighed.

He swayed you both gently, his breathing evening out. "Mmmh, it smells good, baby. Thank you."

You brought your hand up and smoothed it through his hair. You were going to say you're welcome, or at least hum at his appreciation. But he spun you around and smiled at you, leaning closer to you, "I love you so much." He whispered as he leaned in and kissed you.

[noirflms]

FAVOURITE PLACE TO KISS + MSBY BOYS

— - main m.list !

. ° 𖤐 ₊ MIYA ATSUMU !

your lips — he has to have his lips to be pressed against yours , to have your silken lips smashed against his , as the taste of your flavoured chapstick is always left behind. to have his lips peppering kisses upon your collarbone as you mumble a , it tickles , but he has no intention of stopping once his lips meet your skin. atsumu has to have his lips anywhere upon your skin but he has a favourite place to leave these love filled smooches , their moist imprint lingers and the warmth stays. his favourite places to kiss you is your forehead , you had once asked him why your forehead and he only responded with because it feels more homely and intimate than to have his lips upon yours.

. ° 𖤐 ₊ SAKUSA KIYOOMI !

he doesn’t look affectionate but he certainly is. sakusa kiyoomi is an affectionate man and he has his fears and flaws but then there is you , the one who sees through all the flaws and see the real kiyoomi , who never got to experience a pure childhood , nor did he feel affection but you made him an affectionate man and he never stays behind to show you that. he is rather intimate , a man keen with what affections to give , but he had never been a man eager to give into to physical contact and you never pressured him. so , yes , he does have a very particular place to kiss you and it is his favourite — the inside of your wrists. his silken lips always leave a mark upon the inside of your wrists , a moist imprint , a good luck for him knowing you have his kisses lingering in a place so unknown.

. ° 𖤐 ₊ HINATA SHOYO !

it was a rather straightforward answer from him when you had asked him about his favourite place to kiss you , a spot he had said without a second thought — the corner of your lips , the place he certainly loves to kiss you so. even though he loves his lips upon yours , it is just something to leave a soft kiss on the corner of your lips , for then he’d feel the crinkle of your smile and he’d be satisfied and his heart will forever flutter at the sight of your smile , turning him to goo. shoyo was certain about that being his favourite spot , but there are many he leaves kisses upon , a few to mention is your temple , your shoulder , and even your knuckles.

. ° 𖤐 ₊ BOKUTO KOUTARO !

he is a big himbo off court , an idiot who is so in love with you and a man who gives you his affection without any thought , may it be giving you gifts or having you pressed close against him. but bokuto koutaro has a rather unruly ritual before playing a game , and that is to kiss you in a favourite place — your lips , and to pepper kisses upon your face but the topmost fav of his are your lips. wherever you may be , he would come rushing for only to kiss you on the lips of yours and he does it without warning which certainly leaves you flustered and surprised but you know of it , so you heed no mind , and soon it has fallen into routine for him to kiss you on the lips on a daily basis and he even announces it out to the whole world , that his favourite place to kiss you is your lips.

NOIRFLMS 2023 ! All rights reserved. Reblogs are totally appreciated and comments as well. Plagiarism is a crime and give credit if translating my works.

[skooorch]

ever since shoyo told him he looks like osamu with a baseball cap, he wears a different kind of cap on the beach lmaooo

gotta show off those beach blonde locks

[38riku]

╭ ❥ sugawara’s bday post + bonuses

ft post-time skip haikyuu men

synopsis — milf!reader, black coded, use of she/her pronouns.

cw — this post contains 18+ content. minors and ageless blogs do not interact or you will blocked. public sex. breeding. praise. bondage. oral (m. & f. receiving) cum eating (?) use of pet names.

includes — sugawara, sawamura, iwaizumi, and hinata

notes — birthday post for sugawara that got out of hand. it’s 11:35 so im still on time! not proofread (again its 11:35 and I want to sleep 🥹)

tags — @gabzlovesu @thathoneybee3 @dazaisfavgf

sugawara k. ♡

— your son’s kindhearted kindergarten teacher who offers you sweet smiles, casual small talk, and lingering stares that make your face heat up. you were content with your relationship with the handsome male.

— but he wasn’t.

— you were just so pretty. wearing those fluttery sundresses that made every movement that more noticeable, or the sophisticated sweater dresses and tights that made your thighs look oh so delectable.

— you had to know what you were doing to him. it was driving him crazy be he is a gentleman first and foremost. however, you continued to stretch his self control thinner and thinner with each encounter.

— and today, during the intermission of kindergarten graduation – it snapped.

“shh, sweetheart, you gotta keep quiet or everyone will hear how much of a slut you are for me.”

you couldn’t remember the last time you felt like this. the very-high chance of being caught, pressed against the tiled wall of the hallway where anyone could walk out and see your sons kindergarten teacher balls deep in you.

your legs felt like jelly and if it wasn’t for his hold on you, keeping you upright and legs locked around his waist, you’re sure you would’ve collapsed.

“you feel so good,” he praised, trailing kisses from the side of your neck, nipping at the sensitive skin at your nape. “if you keep squeezing me like that I’ll make you a mommy again.”

“p-please —” you breathed out, your words soft and airy as you whined. “wanna feel it, koushi~”

sugawara chuckled, his hips stuttering for a moment as he rested his forehead on yours. “anything for you beautiful, now go on, I know you’re close.”

your lips sought out his to stifle the symphony of moans that fell from your lips. he indulged in you, of course, he couldn’t say no if he tried.

pulling away, he gauged your blissed expression as you came — brows knitted, eyes glassy, and lips glossy from his own. the straps of your pretty dress hung off your shoulder as your neck began to bruise a purplish red from his earlier assault.

it was beautiful enough to make him cum on the spot, groaning as he held you in place with the strength from his athletic years.

sugawara placed you on your feet, snapping your panties in place with his usual charming smile it made you wonder how the same man had you whimpering like a teenage girl a minute ago.

“I’ll see you after the ceremony sweetheart.”

sawamura d. ♡

— you and daichi were acquainted for lack of a better word. your son has a habit to be reckless and is dumb enough to get caught. this tends to happen when you’re out of town, leaving him with his father who can’t set him straight like you do.

— daichi is usually the officer on duty. these incidents happen in the early hours of the morning, on weekends – precisely his work hours.

— he knows your kid isn’t a bad kid, in fact, he reminds him of him when he was around that age.

— you sped over from the airport, picked him up and took him home and returned to fill out the paperwork.

— daichi could tell you were tired, frustrated, and overall stressed to the brim, but damn were you the finest woman he has ever laid eyes on.

— your hair was clipped back loosely, straightened strands framing your face as your eyes skimmed the familiar document. his gaze, as inappropriate as it may be, fell to the white button up shirt that did nothing but accentuate your cleavage, teasing the red bra you had underneath.

— one wrongfully right move and he’ll throw caution to the wind without a second thought.

“f-fuck just like that-” he rasped, staring down at where you were between his legs in the faculty break room. never has he been so thankful for his go-for-nothing coworkers that don’t bother showing up.

all he did was offer to release some stress with a massage. calloused hands working firmly to get rid of the knots in your back but you were moaning about how good it felt.

he couldn’t help the tent in his uniform but you offered to. ‘returning the favor’ you insisted, guiding him to the chair and shamelessly fell to your knees.

neatly manicured nails were wrapped around the base as the other popping the buttons of your blouse tantalizing slow. you put on the real show with your mouth: lips wrapping around his cock, your tongue dragging against the underside, hell even the hollowing of your cheeks made him weak.

“you’re a little vixen you know that?” he seethed, thighs flexing as you hummed against his length. his gaze dropped to your fully exposed chest still decorated with the lacy fabric. you looked like a dream but he prayed that this is his reality.

you removed your lips with an audible pop, pumping him vigorously and staring up at him with an innocence that’s mocking.

“want you to cum right here, okay?” you mused, dragging your finger across the valley of your breast. “i promise I’ll clean it up, won’t have to worry about a thing handsome.”

seriously, how was he supposed to hold out when you say things like that?

he came, hard, painting your chest right where you told him too in sticky ropes of white. his head was leaned back in ecstasy, dark strands sticking to the sweat slicked skin of his forehead.

semi-embarrassed, he covered his reddened face with his arm, catching his breath and refusing to look at you to prevent another erection.

against his better judgement he took a peek, and regretted it immediately as blood began rushing back to his cock.

there you were, gathering his cum with your fingers and sucking it off as if this was some shitty porno.

“keep it up and you’ll be going dumb on my cock by sunrise.”

iwaizumi h. ♡

— it’s been three years since you had your daughter and the baby weight is just as stubborn as the little girl!

— you had no idea where the start with a meal plan, gym equipment, it was a bit overwhelming and you decided to hire someone to help ease the stress even by a little.

— unfortunately in iwaizumi’s case, all you did was cause stress.

— not in a proper sense. you were nice, adored your kid, worked hard, and not that much older than him.

— that is the issue.

— you were perfect in every sense of the word. a little too perfect. he couldn’t help but think about putting you in more compromising positions and getting comfy when showing you the ropes to certain equipment.

— the last thing he would want to do is make you uncomfortable but if the situation calls for it maybe he can put it all on the line.

“you’re so fucking pretty I swear.” he grunts, his blunt honesty making your body heat up. you wanted so badly to cover your face, instinctively hide your body, but the elastic ropes around your wrist made that impossible.

his kisses were chaste, sweet, but made you shiver each time they came in contact with your soft skin.

“you’re t-teasing me,” he only chuckled at that, teasing your folds with his fingers before he slipped one in, making you jolt from the intrusion.

“trust me on this baby, I’m not teasing you. i mean it when I say you’re sexy as hell.” his gaze was fixated on you as he added a second finger, watching as your lips parted to allow a wanton moan to reach his ears.

he was taking the time to learn you body, what made your face twist and pleasure or caused you to be the most vocal, adjusting it to his leisure until his hand shined from your pools of arousal.

“gonna taste ya, and you’re going to keep these legs nice and spread for me alright? don’t make me tie ‘em down too.”

iwaizumi almost felt bad when he saw the tears leak from your eyes but, as he flattened his tongue against your clit, your eyes rolling back in the purest form of ecstasy, any and all second thoughts flew out the window as he began to devour you.

it was a struggle. resisting the urge to squeeze your thighs shut became your main focus. not the volume of your moans that passerby’s are sure to hear from the outside or the sheer desperation in your voice as you begged him to keep going.

your orgasm came in a flash, your legs convulsing as they closed around his head but he didn’t mind — not when you did so well for him.

when you body calmed down he untied your hands, sitting you up and pulling you flush against him on the bench.

“is it really a workout if only one of us is sweating?”

hinata s. ♡

— brazil has a lot to offer hinata. endless summer, an attractive tan, a reconciliation with an old rival turned friend, and you : a pretty exchange student studying abroad.

— he truly thinks the two of you are meant to be. what are the chances are being here, at the same time, in the same hotel, and crossing paths?

— hinata is absolutely smitten by you three months in of your friendship. you’re fun to be around, trying new things left and right, and when you speak portuguese?

— top him and top him now.

— the day he found out you had a daughter no older than four, showing him the various pictures of the two of you (and begrudgingly the details of her father when asked) he is seeing you in an entirely new light.

— you were stunning when you were pregnant, and your daughter is splitting image of you, but he can’t help but imagine you swollen with his kid.

— he wants it, he wants it bad.

“fucking hell princess, I can barely move.” he grunted, keeping his unruly pace as he bullied your cervix over and over again without trying.

hinata was delighted. you were taking him, stretching to accommodate his girth. if it wasn’t for your nails digging into the skin of his back he would think he was dreaming.

“‘s too much, g-gonna break me!” tears streamed down your cheeks as you hiccuped, moans sounding more and more like whimpers as he continued to fuck you stupid.

he only scoffed, gripping your wrist with one hand without messing up his rhythm. “can’t break the pussy that was made for me, can I?”

hinata was hyper aware to ever sound that accumulated between the two of you. the hotel bed creaking underneath you, every whine, whimper, hiccup, and moan that left your lips, the sound of his balls slapping your ass witch each thirst; he was hypnotized by sex with you.

the words you tried to say were jumbled, incoherent, and he cooed at the sight. “gonna cum baby? go on, say what I wanna hear and I’ll let you.”

you felt like you were sinking, deeper and deeper until the pleasure you felt felt became too much. the pressure in your abdomen felt odd, yet, you couldn’t release it. not when he was staring you down like that, daring you to cum without permission.

“p-please let me cum shoyo, I-I can’t hold it,” the desperation in your voice made him twitch inside you, the untamed lust and want causing his release to creep up on him quicker than usual.

“you better make a mess on it princess.”

i can explain … 🧍🏽‍♀️but I will not

©2022 38riku. All Rights Reserved. Do not copy, repost, or plagiarize my work. Comments and reblogs are appreciated.

[snowywolf1005]

Okay, guys, here is my plan. You better leave a comment and give me headcanons.

IF YOU DON'T!!! THERE WILL BE NO WRITING TODAY!!! LEAVE THE STORY YOU WANT AND THE HEADCANONS!!!

1.

KOBY X PIRATE READER

2.

Shanks x black reader

3.

ASL X MOTHER BLACK READER

4.

Kageyama x hispanic singer reader timeskip

5.

Hinata shoyo x black tall singer reader timeskip

6.

Sanji x wednesday addams reader

7.

Rengoku x black witch reader

8.

Rengoku x female reader forced marriage PT2

[lou-struck]

Comforting Them After Losing a Match

Haikyuu x reader pt 1

Featuring: Atsumu Miya, Shoyo Hinata, Kotaro Bokuto, and Sakusa Kiyoomi

~Losing is never easy, but luckily your boyfriend has you to make them feel better when they are at their lowest.

I kept it pretty short since I am considering making a longer piece with this concept in the future.

*repost because the tags don't work for me.

Atsumu Miya ~

 He takes losing personally as a setter, his job is to set his teammates up for success on the court but today, he didn't do it well enough. His frustration causes him to distance himself from his teammates so he doesn't say something he will regret in the heat of the moment as he reflects that the game was in his hands and he fell short. 

As he sits hunched up against the wall with his head in his hands he feels that someone has come to sit next to him. Turning his head slightly he sees that it's you still wearing his jersey. He scoots closer to you as you warp your arms around him as you whisper gentle words of encouragement to him until he feels better.

Shoyo Hinata~

He hates to lose, and so does everyone else, but the feeling of disappointment and failure wraps itself around the gingers heart like a vine. and it squeezes any remaining pep out of his step. He feels everything he hates to feel as he trudges to the locker room, small, weak, slow…

He doesn't even want to eat, which raises a red flag for everyone around him. Shoyo’s appetite is usually one of the biggest on the team.

You find him on the court with some poor intern throwing balls for him to receive as he tries to hit each one. His work ethic is impressive but after playing five sets on an empty stomach he is running out of steam, you excuse the intern and send him home. Before pulling Hinata from the gym and coaxing him into eating a bit of food. As soon as it hits his empty stomach is growls with ferocity. That's when you know that he'll be okay.

Kotaro Bokuto~

 He feels stupid, which isn't something the Ace feels often. He understands that he will never be considered a genius but today he feels like a downright idiot. He fell for so make feints today and it seemed like every spike he tried to make was received. Is he just that predictable? He’s quiet and fidgety as he plays with the tape on his wrist with a truly pitiful look.

In this mindset, you know it's hard for him to think of anything other than his mistakes during the game, so when you find him. You give him little bits of affection and tell him about a few points that he scored that just blew you away. It works as he slowly becomes more animated and tells you that he’ll try and score more for you the next time.

Sakusa Kiyoomi~

When the final whistle blows, he breathes heavily as beads of sweat drip down the outside of his face. Across the net, he looks at the team that snatched the victory his team should have won while trying to find what exactly made them so formidable, but can’t seem to land on anything in particular. 

One look at the absolutely nasty-looking showers that were in the locker room he recoils and mumbles that he would rather go back to the hotel than deal with that filth. He leaves soon after knowing you are waiting for him back at the hotel.

Once he is properly showered he sits on the bed as you gently towel dry his hair. The contact is soothing him as the two of you watch the game footage so he can see what he needs to improve on for next time.

[gelus-ugs]

Haikyuu characters at a black family cookout

—————————————————————

༺The main Karasuno members༻

This is for all my black brothers, sisters, and everything in between 🫶🏽

—————————————————————

Daichi Sawamura

Definitely wears socks n slides🧍🏽

He’s with the dads 99.9% of the time

He - for some reason - knows how to bbq??

So he’ll take over the grill-

He definitely talks and laughs loud with the dads

He yells whenever talking to someone

You can almost always find him near the grill

The dads love him

Kōshi Sugawara

He either plays with the kids, or gets everyone everything they need-

Like I can see him running around and playing tag with the younger cousins

Or I can also see him constantly making trips to the food with different plates each time cuz ppl’s kids want food but are too scared to get it themselves lmao me

He’ll occasionally talk with the moms and aunties

The kids and moms/aunties love him and definitely want him to babysit their kids-

Asahi Azumane

Poor boy probably gets a bit overwhelmed from the amount of people 😭

He sticks beside you most of the time

The dads talk to him and he’s so intimidated by them despite being taller than - or at least the same height as - most of them

The dads like him. “He’s a funny one” as they like to say 😭

The dads love to mess with Asahi- only for him receive a pat on the back and deep chuckle with the signature “I’m just messin with ya”

The kids love him for some reason-

They just find him so cool

He ends up giving piggy back rides

Yū Nishinoya

Definitely by the food

Like- mans is stuffing his face

He only stops eating when the kids ask him to play with them

He’s amazing. He runs around with the kids, gives them piggy back rides, etc

If there’s a kid awkwardly standing in the corner, he makes it his mission to include them in on the fun

He even gets you to join in :))

Everyone thinks he’s funny and loves his company

Ryūnosuke Tanaka

Dear lord-

Ngl, he’s probably stuffing his face with food

Or he’s off playing with the younger cousins

The dads love to joke around with him cuz he always matches the vibe

Tbh I can also see him as the type to get warn out and just..pass out on a random couch

Definitely takes 10 plates of food home at the end

Everyone loves his loud energy

Tobio Kageyama

Tbh he probably follows you around

He just doesn’t know what to do 😭

He loves the food and will secretly get seconds or thirds when no one’s paying attention

He also tries to teach the younger cousins volleyball

That didn’t work out too well-

He just ends up going back to following you around

He’s polite when talking to people :))

Shōyō Hinata

Everyone loves him

The dads love his enthusiastic energy

The moms love how sweet he his

The kids love playing with him

The granny’s love feeding him cuz he always eats everything on his plate

He’s everywhere, socializing with anyone and everyone

Kei Tsukishima

He just stands in a corner with his headphones on-

He’s not even playing anything not like he could hear it with the loud ass music anyways- he just wants to be left alone

You introduce him to your cousins around your age and y’all just hang out and stick together

If you don’t have cousins your age, you and Tsukishima just end up hiding away in a room for a while and chilling there

Tadashi Yamaguchi

He awkwardly eats his food while following you around

(If it’s held at your house) He tries to hide in your room, but someone’s baby is sleeping in your bed??

That, or he’ll feel bad and feel like he’s invading your space

The moms try to talk to him, and poor boy is so stiff and awkward 😭

The kids try to get him to play with them, but he’s so scared of hurting someone’s child-

He’ll eventually warm up though and he chill with talking with the mothers and aunts :))

[sassycheesecake]

A/N: Hey guys! This is my first time writing a Haikyuu!! one shot with our lovely Kiyoomi and my first time trying to write a one shot in general.

A huge thanks to @lyditheoverthinker and @satisfactooru for helping me write this, I couldn’t have done it without you <3 Likes, reblogs and comments are appreciated!<3 PLEASE DO NOT COPY OR PLAGIARIZE MY WORK!

genre: fluff, slightly suggestive

warnings: atsumu’s flirting (beware), cursing, kissing

words: 5355

The Bark of the Jackal (Kiyoomi Sakusa x!Reader)

Kiyoomi opens the door to the apartment that he shares with you and enters inside. He drops his gym bag right at the entrance, takes his shoes off with a sigh and tucks them back into the shoe drawer. Taking off his soft golden MSBY Jackals jacket, he hangs it up on the coat rack, putting his keys up there afterwards as well. He takes off his mask and gloves, throwing them in the trash, and then enters the guest bathroom near the entrance door, where he washes and disinfects his hands. He walks into your dark living room, a wide space connected to the kitchen, and goes to the fridge to get himself some cold water. As he opens the fridge door, he sees your figure coming inside from the balcony out of the corner of his eye. You’re holding the phone in one hand, humming along to the tunes of ‘How far I’ll go’ while in your other hand you hold an empty watering can. The plastic tool falls loudly on the floor the moment you see Kiyoomi’s dark figure and you’re quick to take your headphones out of your ears.

“Jesus, Kiyo, you startled me. I thought you weren’t gonna be home for another hour or so.’’

“Practice ended early”, Kiyoomi merely states, not acknowledging your outburst and pouring himself some water in a glass he took from the cupboard.

“Coach wanted us to take some time off since we have a game this weekend.’’

"Oh okay, that was really nice of him,’’ you retort with a smile as you watch your boyfriend put the water bottle back into the fridge.

‘’I thought you would be at work today,’’ he says while he looks at you with questioning eyes.

You put your phone and headphones on the counter, hop on it and look at him with a bright smile. He absolutely adores that about you.

‘’Nope. The guy that offered me that new nurse job two weeks ago called me this morning and asked if I could start tomorrow already. I got my stuff from the ICU station after the call ended and left.’’ Your smile weakens a little and you look down to the black marble floor.

You absolutely love your job as a nurse! You love to take care of people and always make sure that the patients are in good hands and look nice when the family arrives later on for a visit. But your coworkers are not the easiest people to get along with and the depressing environment is just too much for you to handle. You want a change in life when it comes to your work environment. Which is why you looked for a new job. So you searched up on some websites for new job offers and found some interesting stuff.

‘LOOKING FOR HOSPITAL DAYCARE WORKER (NEEDS NERVES OF STEEL AS THESE KIDS ARE A HANDFUL)’

‘LOOKING FOR TABLE TENNIS TEAM MEDIC’

‘LOOKING FOR PARAMEDIC/MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL AS SPORTS TEAM MEDIC’

Kiyoomi sees your sad look and puts the glass on the counter. He takes careful steps towards you and stands between your legs. You feel a hand softly grasp your chin to tilt it up. Your gaze meets Kiyoomi’s beautiful dark eyes as he gives you a small smile. It really adorned his features.

‘‘Whatever you decide, I will always support you and I will always love you. And I am 100% sure you will feel a lot better in your new job than in that germ-infiltrated place. And those assholes from your old station didn’t even appreciate the effort you put into your work,’’ he explains while gazing at you with a loving look.

You stare back into his eyes and give him a teary smile.

‘‘Thank you Omi. I really needed that.’’

His hand wanders from your chin to your cheek and cups it warmly. He leans forward and touches his forehead with yours, closes his eyes and he exhales deeply through his nose.

He inches his lips a little closer to yours and gives you a soft kiss on the lips.

After he pulls back, he drops his hand off your face and walks towards the empty glass on the counter to put it in the dishwasher.

You jump off of the counter and start taking out the ingredients for tonight's dinner.

‘’I am gonna take a shower and then help you with making the food," Kiyoomi calls over his shoulder as he walks to the bathroom.

‘’Sounds good thank you!’’ You tell him back with a smile on your face as you start cutting the vegetables.

After dinner, the two of you sit on the black leather couch you bought a year ago and watch a new episode of ‘The business proposal’ on Netflix.

Kiyoomi has one of his arms wrapped around your shoulder while softly rubbing your arm with his fingers. His other arm is resting on the back of the couch. You’re all cuddled up next to his side with your super soft gray Pusheen blanket laid across your lap and your legs, comforting you. You have been fiddling with your fingers a long time, something you always do when you’re extremely nervous.

‘’You’re gonna rub your skin off, if you continue this,’’ Kiyoomi states without taking his eyes off the screen.

‘’I am sorry. I’m just nervous for tomorrow.’’ You stop fiddling with your fingers and place them on your lap. Kiyoomi reaches over to hold your hand and give it a reassuring squeeze.

‘’You will do just fine tomorrow. I know I have practice in the morning but if something is not right with you, you can always text me.’’ He then brings your hand towards his lips to kiss your knuckles softly.

You look back to him with a small smile and rub your head against his chest like a cat looking for pets. Kiyoomi chuckles a little bit and pulls you even closer, resting his chin on top of your head.

After two episodes, Kiyoomi hears the soft sound of your snoring and peeks down at you to see that you have fallen asleep. He takes the remote in his hand and turns off the TV. Picking you up bridal style and making sure not to wake you up, he carries you to your shared bedroom. Thankfully the door is already slightly open, so all Kiyoomi has to do is kick the door gently with the back of his foot to open it further and carry you inside. The light of the moon shines through the window, giving the room a soft glow. The moonlight reflects on your face, illuminating your beauty even more, making his heart skip a beat. Even though it’s been two years already since the two of you started dating, he feels like he falls in love with you all over again every time he looks at you.

Kiyoomi pulls the big gray covers back and gently lays you down on your side. He steps around the bed and takes off his shirt but leaves his sweats on. After he undresses, he throws his shirt into the washing basket that’s next to the closet. When he climbs into bed next to you, Kiyoomi covers himself and you with the blanket, giving you a gentle kiss on your head and mumbling a quiet ‘Good night’ into your hair. Afterwards he wraps his arms around you, pressing his bare chest against your back and closes his eyes, falling asleep in seconds.

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The next morning, Kiyoomi arrives later than usual at the gym and notices that all the other cars of his team players are already there. He quickly grabs his gym bag from the passenger seat and puts on a fresh mask. As he gets out of his car, Kiyoomi shivers immediately due to the cold wind blowing in his face. With quick steps he walks up the stairs towards the gym entrance and puts the sleeve of his jacket over his hand, in order to avoid touching the door handle. A second later he opens the heavy door and enters inside. Kiyoomi is immediately greeted by the flying volleyballs all over the court and hears the sound of running squeaky gym shoes. As his eyes scan the court, he notices that the Coach isn’t there yet, which is odd since he always arrives before anybody else does. Kiyoomi’s steps carry him into the direction of the locker room. His hands grab the ice cold combination lock of his locker and the lock opens with a loud click. The locker door opens with a squeaky sound and Kiyoomi winces at the loud noise. After he is changed, he puts his valuables and his mask into the locker and sees that the top of his phone is blinking green, which signals that he missed a call. Shrugging his shoulders he closes the locker door with a gentle slam and decides to call the person back after practice is over.

As Kiyoomi re-enters the gym, he starts walking towards his teammates and stretches with them.

‘’Hey Omi-Omi, yer finally here! We were all worried sick, that something terrible might have happened to ya!’’ Atsumu dramatically puts a hand on his chest.

‘’Shut it Miya’’, Kiyoomi snaps at Atsumu as he begins to stretch his legs.

He looks around and sees his teammates Hinata and Bokuto reenacting karate stances and sounds from the action movie they watched the prior night at the movie theater.

‘Stupid idiots’, Kiyoomi rolls his eyes and continues to stretch. Flexing his wrists, he waits for the usual ‚pop‘ sound coming from his joints.

He hears the distant voice of their Team Captain as he talks on the phone. Meian hangs up and puts his phone down on the bench where the rest of the players‘ phones are laying.

Meian jogs over to his team and announces the news that the Coach has just told him.

‘’Alright guys, now that you are all here, the Coach is going to be here any minute with the new Team Medic. Now please behave yourselves or I will make you run extra laps! Outside.’’ The tall and sturdy builded Captain adds dramatically, before giving each member a sharp look, lingering on Atsumu a little longer than the others.

Atsumu looks bewildered and shrieks: ,,Whaddya givin‘ me that look for?!’’

The team snickers and goes back to practicing their sets and spikes. Kiyoomi finishes his last spike that he slams with great power over the net. Their Libero Inunaki is not able to receive it, making the volleyball slam into his shoulder and bounce away. Kiyoomi feels the sweat from his forehead running down his face and he grabs a towel to wipe the sweat off. He walks over to Meian and tells him that he needs to use the restroom. The black haired Middle Blocker takes a swig out of his water bottle and nods in reply. Kiyoomi heads towards the restroom and drops his used towel into the washing basket.

As soon as the door closes, the entrance door to the gym opens and a beautiful girl walks in. The MSBY members give each other confusing looks- before gawking back at you.

Hinata skips towards you with a bright smile on his face. ‘His smile is almost as bright as the sun’, you chuckle to yourself as you walk over to the team.

‘’Hey! You must be the new Team Medic! I am Hinata Shoyo pleased to meet you!’’ Hinata stretches out his hand for you to shake. You looked at his outstretched hand and hesitated for a second, remembering the disgusting and unhygienic stories Kiyoomi told you about his teammates. You reach out to accept his handshake and immediately grab the hand sanitizer attached to your personal medical bag. Hinata watches in shock and almost disbelief, as you disinfect your hands right in front of him.

‘’Sorry, nothing against you. It’s just a habit I picked up as a nurse.’’ You explained to him with a reassuring smile.

Before Hinata can say anything else, he is roughly shoved out of the way by the blond Setter, making Hinata lose his balance and fall to the gym floor with a loud thud.

The orange haired Wing Spiker jumps back onto his feet, running towards Atsumu, ready to knock him out. Atsumu keeps his attention on you, while ignoring the little orange haired fuzzball that keeps trying to reach him. Atsumu is holding Hinata back by placing a hand on his face, barely using his strength to keep Hinata away. The human tangerine gives up after a while and stomps away with a pout on his face, mumbling curses under his breath. Hinata joins his other teammates Barnes and Tomas, hoping to forget about Atsumu‘s rude shove of him like a sack of potatoes.

Atsumu leans against the wall with one outstretched arm while crossing one ankle over the other. He has a flirty smile on his face while talking to you and keeps following you around like a lovesick puppy trying to get your attention. Feeling cornered, you just nod along, only giving him short answers trying to move around a little bit.

The restroom door connected to the gym reopens and Kiyoomi steps back into the gym. He rubs the disinfectant from the restroom into his hands and walks back towards his teammates on the court. His head is tilted down, focusing on getting every inch of his skin on his hands clean. Kiyoomi cracks his neck as he looks back up. The sight before him makes him stop dead in his tracks.

He blinks once, then twice, to make sure his mind isn’t playing tricks on him. ‘Am I seeing this right? Is Y/N really here? Why wouldn’t she say anything? What is she doing here–’ Kiyoomi suddenly remembers the words of Meian, echoing in his head. ‘New Team Medic’.

‘Fuck’ Kiyoomi thinks to himself.

He watches with an annoyed expression as Atsumu keeps approaching you, trying to engage you in some small talk. Walking over to one of the benches, he takes his bottle in his hand and continues to observe Atsumu and you. It pisses him off so much that his knuckles turn white on the bottle, as his grip tightens.

‘’Jeez, Omi, you look like you’re ready to kill someone with that look.’’ Bokuto steps into Kiyoomi’s side vision and rests his arm on his shoulder.

‘’Don’t. Touch me’‘,Kiyoomi growls through his teeth while still keeping his eyes locked on you and Atsumu. Bokuto immediately takes his arm away, afraid Kiyoomi will bite his arm off like an angry dog.

Bokuto curiously follows his gaze and finally understands why Kiyoomi sends death stares in Atsumu’s direction.

‘’You jealous of Miya getting close to the new Team Medic?’’, Bokuto asks with a knowing smirk on his face, which irritates Kiyoomi even more.

Kiyoomi tears his gaze away from the two of you to look at Bokuto with a shocked look on his face and he feels like his brain just shut off for a second. ‘What did he just say?!’

‘’Did you just say new Team Medic? Does that mean she is officially hired by Foster?’’Kiyoomi questions with wide eyes.

‘’Uhh I don’t know… Coach told us yesterday after training to be on our ‘best behavior for the next day– ’’, the white-grey haired Wing Spiker quotes with his fingers, ’’I am guessing he was talking about her’’. Bokuto points his bottle towards you and takes a swig out of it.

‘’You gotta admit, she is kinda hot though’’, Bokuto tilts his head as he checks you out.

‘’You think I should ask her out--’’ Bokuto immediately stops himself as he notices Kiyoomi’s deep scowl directed at him.

‘’What? It’s not like you’re dating her or anything.’’

Kiyoomi looks away with a blush on his face and sees the orange haired Wing Spiker approach the two of them as well.

‘’Y/N seems really nice so far! I heard the Coach say that she will be staying with us for the next two weeks. I hope we don’t scare her off, since the last one practically ran away screaming.’’ Hinata wipes his sweat off with his shirt, which disgusts Kiyoomi.

Kiyoomi barely listens to what Hinata is saying, focusing back to you and Atsumu and doesn’t know how much longer he can stand this. You haven’t seem to notice him yet. He feels the need to walk over there and drag the sandy blond Setter away from you. But since no one knows about your relationship, there’s nothing he can do except watch the poor attempts of flirting towards you. Thankfully, even Meian has enough of Atsumu’s pathetic pick-up lines and yells out to him.

‘’MIYA! Leave the poor girl alone, before she realizes that she has to lower her standards to see a guy like you approaching her. Work on your sets a little bit more for the game this weekend!’’ Meian, the Team Captain, scolds the Setter.

Atsumu pouts for a moment and sends a glare towards his Captain’s direction just to immediately go back to talking to you.

‘’C’mon tell me where ya from sweetheart, I have never seen ya pretty face around town.’’

‘’Kurume.’’

‘’Nice. I never met a girl from Kurume before, but yer striking beauty makes my heart skip a beat.’’

‘’Miya, right?’’, you say.

‘’That is correct. Although I wouldn’t mind you calling me other things as well. Besides, Atsumu is just fine too.’’ He winks at you while giving you a million yen smile.

‘’Atsumu. Hate to break it to you but I am already in a relationship.’’

Atsumu’s face drops immediately to a frown.

‘’Wait what? Are yer serious? Who? He surely can’t be better looking than me!’’

You just give him a smile and look past him towards the only man you will ever lay eyes on.

Kiyoomi’s heart skips a beat. So you have seen him.

Atsumu follows your gaze and his frown is replaced with shock.

‘’What?! Are yer being serious right now? Omi-Omi you traitor! I thought we were friends! Why would ya keep someone as hot as her away from yer own teammates?!’’, Atsumu exclaims loudly while staring at the dark curly haired Wing Spiker.

‘’I am pretty sure Sakusa has a valid reason for not telling you guys that he is in a relationship. After all it’s not really any of our business’’, Meian states as he overlooks his teammates like a father scolding his children for getting into trouble at school.

Before anyone can say anything else, their Coach finally walks in and sees the chaos in front of him.

‘’What in the world is going on here?!’’ Coach Foster exclaims loudly. Hinata is about to open his mouth to explain what’s going on but the Coach immediately interrupts him. ,,You know what? I don’t even want to hear it, all of you just get to the court and do a three-on-three game!’’

The MSBY players quickly put their drinks down by the bench and run towards the volleyball court to start their practice game before Foster rips off their heads.

You walk towards Coach Foster with a nervous look on your face which doesn’t go unnoticed.

,,I am really sorry for yelling out like this but if you don’t get loud sometimes, they’ll never be fully under your control. Name’s Coach Foster. We spoke on the phone yesterday. I saw that you already met the team. Again I am sorry about their antics but you’ll get used to it.’’ After explaining, he gives you a small smile which you return.

,,It's fine, really! Nothing I can’t handle. I just wanted to thank you again for giving me the opportunity to be part of this amazing team.’’

The both of you turn around to watch the team playing against each other. You have never seen Kiyoomi play in person before. Sure you have watched him play on TV when he is abroad for games but seeing him in person is a whole new experience.

As you watch him, you can see the deep concentration on his face, as he is really focused on this practice game. ‘He looks so intense, it’s almost like he is in his own world.’ Judging by his eyes, he looks like he is analyzing the speed and the movement of the volleyball that is coming into his direction.

The volleyball that has been set to him, comes flying into Kiyoomi’s direction and he jumps to spike the ball over the net. Unfortunately for Kiyoomi, the ball that Atsumu has set to him awkwardly grazes his right index finger wrong. Suddenly, Kiyoomi feels a very painful snap in his right index finger. The volleyball falls against the net and drops on the floor, signaling a point for the other team on the other side. Holding his right hand, Kyoomi takes a sharp breath and sees that his index finger is slightly bent forward and swollen.

Atsumu walks over to his teammate and is a little bit out of breath when he asks him ,,Omi ya good? Did ya hurt yerself?’’

As he looks down, Atsumu sees Kiyoomi’s injury and takes a resigned sigh through his teeth.

,,Welp, that looks like it could be a problem.’’ Atsumu states as he wipes the sweat off of his forehead with his forearm. His fingers run through his sandy blond hair to get it out of his eyes and comes a little closer, much to Kiyoomi’s dislike.

Kiyoomi takes a few steps to the side to regain distance between him and Atsumu and sends a glare towards the Setters’ direction.

,,Yeah thanks for clarifying that. And keep your distance or I will spray you.’’ Before Atsumu can reply, he looks behind Kiyoomi and sees the Coach and the new beauty of a Team Medic from their team walking into their direction. Kyoomi turns around and sees you rummaging through your medical bag.

,,What happened Sakusa?’’ Bokuto and Hinata slip underneath the net with a mix of confused and worried looks as they look at their curly haired teammate. All the attention from his teammates and them getting too close to his personal space makes Kiyoomi uncomfortable and he starts to back away a little bit more.

Knowing his strong dislike of crowds and his current pain you take out a cold pack and place it gently on his hand while also keeping your distance.

Kiyoomi winces a bit from the sudden cold and shows his injury to their Coach ,,Must’ve hit the ball wrong.’’

Foster turns to you and requests you to take care of the injury.

,,I guess this is your time to shine. Can you attend to his injury in the medical office? Everything should be there. I showed you around earlier so I think you can find your way there. If you can’t fully remember, Sakusa knows where it is.‘’ Foster looks between the two of you and raises his left eyebrow in question.

You nod in affirmation and Kiyoomi follows you into the medical office. As you walk in front of Kiyoomi you can almost feel his gaze burning into your back. Using the key that the Coach has given you, you twist it into the lock of the door. After hearing a ‘click’ you push open the heavy wooden door and flick on the lights. Moving to the side you let Kiyoomi in and close your eyes for a second while inhaling deeply through your nose. Opening your eyes again, you watch as your partner sits down on the examination table, avoiding your eyes.

You close the door, so the privacy remains.

Knowing he is watching you, you turn towards the closet to grab all the necessary materials for a fixation on his finger. Still having your back turned to him, you decide to break the tension.

,,I know you are angry with me but I tried calling you like a hundred times. I really didn’t know that it was your team I applied for as a medic. After I bandaged your finger, I will tell him that this job is not something I was looking for after all.’’ You tell him softly.

Finally turning back to him you can see that his figure is slightly slouched over and you are not able to see his face. Kiyoomi is still holding the ice package placed on his hand but he hasn’t given you an answer yet.

You grab the disinfectant from the tablet on which you have gathered all your things and start to rub the alcohol into your hands.

Sitting down on the rolling chair, you scoot over to his figure and put on your medical gloves.

Gently taking off the ice package from his hand you place it next to him and examine his injured finger.

,,Can you move it?’’ Still not giving you an answer, you start to get a little annoyed with his attitude towards you.

,,Listen Kiyo, I know you are upset with me but at least talk to me.’’

Huffing in an annoyed manner, he continues to stay silent.

,,You know what? If you just want to sit there and pout, that’s fine with me but please let me bandage your finger up so I can at least stabilize it.’’

He finally lifts his head to stare at you and sends you a small glare. Nonetheless, he stretches out his right hand and holds it up for you. Now being able to see the injury a lot more properly, you repeat your question from earlier.

Kiyoomi tries to bend his finger and immediately grimaces due to the pain. Judging by his discomfort in his face you take that as a no. Grabbing the Biofreeze spray bottle, you scoot back a little bit and warn him of the cold of the spray. You spray some Biofreeze on his finger and wait for it to dry.

,,I am not angry or upset with you. I just… I don’t exactly have the words for it. ‘’ Looking to the side, he holds his hands together and tries to think of the correct words.

You patiently wait for him to find his words as you slowly begin to put the brace on his finger.

Pointing to the brace around his finger you ask him in a quiet and very gentle voice to hold it, so you can correctly put the tape on it.

Going by your request, he takes the brace around his finger on both sides and holds it. You wrap the fixation tape around the brace, making sure it’s not too tight but also not too loose.

Inhaling a shaky breath he gazes at you with an intense look.

,,I know it’s probably not your fault’’- he starts but you interrupt him.

,,It’s not.’’ You give him a frown with an annoyed look on your face which he returns.

,,Anyway. And please don’t interrupt me again.’’ He arches a brow at you in question and you give him a small nod in confirmation.

,,I didn’t know what to say or think when I saw you in there. I was more confused than ever, that's for sure. I couldn’t think straight and I thought my mind was playing games with me. But when I saw Miya getting close to you, I unfortunately knew that it was real. N-Not unfortunate because of you being here, I mean I am always really happy to see you, you know that. You were really there. I-I mean you really are here. And about you trying to call me, I am sorry but ever since Bokuto, Hinata and Miya tried to unlock my phone and then disabled it for four freaking hours, I have been putting it into my locker.“

Kiyoomi pauses for a second and looks at your face to brace himself for any signs of anger, annoyance or even resentment. Much to his surprise, he doesn’t find any of those emotions in your face. Insead, you look quite amused yet sympathetic.

,,Oh Kiyoomi, you know I only have eyes for you, no matter what people say. And even someone as annoying as that Miya guy will never take me away from you. I am yours only and I want to apologize for causing your distress and that injury is also my fault and-’’ feeling warm hands on your face, you stop your ranting and look into the beautiful dark eyes of your lover.

,,Hey, hey, breathe. None of this is your fault. I am sorry for my attitude earlier but I mean… you kind of understand why I was being like that earlier right?“

You stand up from your chair and wrap your arms around Kiyoomi‘s neck. Feeling him stiffen up by your sudden affectionate actions towards him, you quickly pull back with a blush on your face. Murmuring a small apology, you move so sit back down again.

Suddenly, you feel his strong hands wrap around your waist, stopping you from sitting down. Kiyoomi rests his head against your stomach, wrapping his arms now fully around your figure. Surprised by his actions, you hesitantly reach around his broad shoulders and press him more towards you, not really caring about his slightly sweaty state. Then again, neither does he seem to mind.

,,Yeah I do know what you mean. Gotta be honest though, seeing you jealous was kind of hot.” You say while giving him a teasing smile.

Kyoomi’s head shoots up immediately by your comment and gives you a bewildered look.

,,Me? Jealous? What on earth are you talking about? You mean because of that shameless idiot Miya?”

You let out a short giggle and and distance yourself a little bit from him but your arms still remain around his strong neck.

Looking deep into his eyes, you give him a reply, which replaces his irritation with annoyance.

,,Yeah I mean Miya. Like I said, I only have eyes for you. From my perspective earlier, you looked like you were burning holes into his head. Also, cut your team some slack; they were just worried about you.“

Kiyoomi takes your words in, deep in thought before you start talking again.

,,Also…“ you bite your lip and give him a mischievous look with a twinkle in your eyes, that doesn’t go unnoticed by him. He just raises a single brow in question and curiosity.

,,Seeing you play in person was kind of hot too. To see all your muscles flexing with each time you move your gorgeous body is so mesmerizing.“ Kiyoomi‘s eyes widen by your comment, a deep blush distributing all over his face.

Giving out a slight chuckle, you pull him a little closer to you again and stare lovingly into the dark eyes of Kiyoomi Sakusa, who has captured your heart since day one.

,,But all jokes aside, if you want to, I can look for a different job if this situation makes you too uncomfortable. That’s the last thing I want you to be.”

Kiyoomi softly shakes his head and gives you a small smile which you widely return.

,,Like I said, whatever you decide, I will always support you and I will always love you. Even if I have to see your face at work and at home now.”

After hearing these words you give out a playful offended gasp and tangle yourself out of his embrace.

,,Gosh I hate you sometimes. So mean to me.”

Kiyoomi sends you a teasing smirk and chuckles a bit at your reaction.

,,Mhm, I hate you too.”

[chaoticevilorange]

Haikyuu x reader

MSBY Black Jackals w/ an Spanic s/o + Osamu

Part I : feat Meian, Inunaki, Thomas and Osamu

Part II : feat Atsumu, Bokuto, Hinata and Sakusa

*Y/l/n: your last name

Miya Atsumu

Pretty setter was actually waiting his order from Starbucks when he just took what sounded his order because wasn't paying attention

So when you called him and ask if his last name was y/l/n* he read the cup, but he already drank from it soooo

He offers an apology and gives you his order, unfortunately it wasn't what you asked so he had to promise to treat you with your favourite drink and something to eat

After knowing about your country he wants to lear curse words in Spanish to call his brother "pendejo" (dumbass) or something else if he was feeling like it

Tried some food from your hometown and now refuses to eat something else, not only because tastes good but he likes to watch you cook for him

His ego grows 10 times when you call him "mi amor" so expect to see his smug grin and a teasing remark when you call him on Spanish

He swears you lure him into doing certain things when you talk on Spanish, he blames your beautiful voice for everything

Bokuto Kōtaro

Check out a similar work here but this time we're talking about time skip Bo!

This boy heard you talk in Spanish over the phone and followed like a puppy all the way until you ended the call

Introduces himself right away! He wants to ask you many things, like where do you come from, how was the home you grew, what's your time zone etc

At first he was excited to have a new friend, but soon enough developed in something else thanks to your touches

He likes when you touch his face while he talks about his practice day, he melts under your fingertips

Sometimes he asks you to sing him on your native tongue before drifting to sleep or when you're chilling in the couch

He likes to take you out to eat food from your country, but his favourite dessert is you ;)

He likes to dance with you in the kitchen, he tries to sing along with you in Spanish but he laughs every time he can't make up a word

Hinata Shōyo

Ray of sunshine is actually a Portuguese speaker, so when he heard what he thought was Portuguese his eyes found you 👀

He walked to you and started to speak in Portuguese but when you told him you were speaking Spanish he apologizes

After a small chat he couldn't help but shyly ask your contact, you couldn't say no to the cute redhead

After months of painful pinning you're officially dating! Because the language is similar he is actually fast at learning, there is variations here and there but he understands a few things

You're actually surprised he knew how to dance 👀 boy got moves, he likes to dance with you whenever he has the chance

You got pet names for him on Spanish and his for you are in Portuguese 😎👍 he definitely has your contact name as coração (corazón/heart)

He likes to cuddle with you, hugs you from behind talking sweet nothings in Portuguese knowing you catch some of his words but giving him few pecks anyways

Sakusa Kiyoomi

The first time he saw you, you were walking around and cussing in Spanish outside the gym

Apparently someone crashed your car, for some reason he was interested, not only because of the language but because somehow you look like a vengeful goddess

Your eyes had a spark that caught his attention, yes he knew you were pissed off but somehow he felt himself attracted

The second time was when you found out Atsumu was the one who crashed your car, the way your hands were reaching to Tsumu's throat was amusing

He ask you out right there making you utterly confused giving the blonde time to sneak out, and after a few seconds Sakusa hands you his presentation card

Now you both are dating and he can't get tired of how your eyes light up at everything you do, dancing with you is his favourite, feels intimate having you close and safe in your shared home

He enjoys to listen you talk on Spanish after an stressful day of practice, thinks is soothing and low-key likes when you tease him calling him "papi" but he won't ever tell you

Thanks for reading 🐨✨💖