#roahh Haikyuu

[ramblings-of-a-hopeful-heart]

𝕀'𝕞 "𝔻𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕪" 𝕥𝕠 𝕐𝕠𝕦 ℙ𝕥. 𝟚 (ℕ𝕊𝔽𝕎)

Iwaizumi Hajime x Reader

Haikyuu!!!

Smut/18+

Tags: DDLG, daddy kink, manhandling, rough sex, face slapping, dacryphilia, pussy eating, punishment, explicit language, oral sex

*After an argument, of course you couldn't help but have an attitude. But...it seems that your husband found it necessary to remind you what he is to you. It doesn't matter whether you're fighting, whether you're mad, whether you wanna act like a brat.*

A/N: This is the last part. You can find part 1 here.

Feel free to request, my lubs. <3

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

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"Here." You gasped, breathless as you were slammed against the wall. Hand holding your face against it. In the background, you swear you heard the click of your house door closing, but all you could focus on was the gruff voice against your ear as he ground his hips against yours; his bulge rubbing against your ass. "This is what you wanted right? Pissy bitch."

He freed your head, only to reach forward, hand gripping at your throat to pull your head back against his shoulder. Your panting breaths heaved; your own chest rubbing against the wall.

Your hips ground back against his, trying to get some friction where you really needed it, but it wasn't enough. God, you needed something inside you.

His hands kneaded at your breasts, unbuttoning your shirt as he pinched your hard nipples poking through your shirt.

"Ha-Hajime, plea-."

Suddenly, a loud slap echoed through the room. Face stinging, disoriented, tears pooled at the corners of your eyes as you rubbed your thighs together, desperate for any sort or relieving friction.

"We just fucking talked about this, didn't we y/n? Didn't we?" His grip tightened around your neck; voice low and deep as he growled into your ear. "Looks like you didn't reflect at all. What the fuck is going on with my little brat? You feelin' rebellious today huh?"

You cried against his grip, gasping as you tried to reach down to ease the throbbing of your cunt.

"Just fucking try touching yourself without my permission, see if I still let you cum."

Your hand stopped in its track, shaking as you brought it up to plant against the wall.

"That's right." He let go of you, stepping back to watch your body tremble. "Keep 'em there."

You bit your lip, trying to suppress your needy whimpers as you pressed your face against the cool wall to relieve the heat plaguing your face.

"T-Touch me p-please...D-Daddy," you cried, craving his touch. You wriggled your hips back, trying to feel him on you, but to no avail. He stepped back enough so that you couldn't feel him at all. "P-Please...it hurts."

"Aw, it hurts?" Gasping, you struggled to keep still, feeling the tip of a single finger grazing at your slit, ever so lightly, through the cloth.

You fought every cell in your body not to move your hips, knowing that he'll take back as easily as he'll give.

"Does my little princess' pussy ache?"

And again he was against you. You sighed, relieved to be caged in his warm body once more. His arm wrapped around your waist, another around your torso, a finger tilting your head back to look at him.

"Your pretty pussy throbbing, baby? You itchin' for my cock to spread those fat pretty pussy lips and fill that wet cunt up with my cum?"

His words caressed at your lips, lust-filled eyes locked onto your tear-filled, half-lidded eyes as your lips parted to match the way his lips moved with every word.

"Yes." You breathed out, lost in his intense gaze, face inching to feel his mouth on yours. God, to feel something, anything. "Fuck D-Daddy, y-yes please."

"Hmm, I'll think about it," he scoffed, his hand slipping into the waste band of your pants, then into your underwear, then down into your slit.

You fell back against him, whimpering at the calloused finger rubbing circles at your clit; hips jerking with every rub as he nuzzled his head against your shoulder, placing fervent little kisses along with stinging love bites.

"Horny little princess, so fucking wet," he mumbled against your shoulder, eyes immersed in the way you bit your bottom lip to keep your moans at bay. "Fuck...You drive me fucking crazy, you know that?"

He shoved you against the wall once more as sat himself down, back against the wall, face directly in front of your clothed pussy, skirt resting haphazardly on top of his head.

Shivers ran throughout your body, feeling his hot breath through the cloth as he ran his hands up your bare legs; fingers grazing against your calves; hands kneading at your plump thighs.

His fingers teased at at hem of your underwear, hands sliding in to rub at your bare ass, before burying his face between your legs.

Hands on your ass kept you in place as he pressed his face against your cunt, groaning as he breathed you in, feeling the wetness soaking your panties.

You pressed your forehead against the wall, eyes shut tightly as you felt that first kiss against your clit. The warmth of his wet tongue had your legs struggling to keep you up.

Slowly, he slid your underwear down, admiring the slick that came along with it as he brought the down for you to step out of.

"Fuck..." You whimpered at the breathy word fanning your bare cunt as a finger prodded at your wetness, slipping inside to hook against your g-spot eliciting a cry from your lips.

"Shit baby, you really are feeling it huh? My horny little baby," he mumbled absentmindedly before his lips finally latched on to your slit.

His guttural groans reverberated, sending vibrations throughout your body, as he lapped and sucked at your juices, adding another digit to his thrusting fingers.

"Da-Daddy...mmm, please...slow down." Whining, your hands balled into fists against the wall, struggling to contain the building pleasure in your womb. "I'm so close. God, I'm so close."

He hummed against your cunt, pressing his mouth harder against you as he focused on your clit, licking, sucking, nipping at the sensitive little bud all the while his fingers stretched out your sopping hole.

He could feel his cock throbbing painfully inside his pants, watching the way your juices dripped from his fingers, down to elbows, and onto his jeans.

The lewd squelching sounds of your pussy. The feeling of you fighting against his grip, trying to free your sensitive clit from his lips. Your cries getting louder and louder as you got closer and closer. The feeling of your gummy, wet walls, convulsing, clamping down on his fingers with every thrust.

He was going fucking insane.

He fucking needed to be inside you.

"P-Plea-Please...Daddy pleeeease," you cried, feeling that familiar coiling feeling building. Winding tighter and tighter, on the very verge of snapping until...it stopped.

Nothing.

No mouth. No fingers. Nothing.

You heaved, sobbing as your knees finally buckled, falling to straddle the man on the floor.

"W-Why...Why'd y-you stop?" Your hand gripped at his shirt, head pressed against his shoulder as you struggled to contain the trembling of your body.

"Did I say I'd let you cum?" He rubbed circles at your back, easing your jerking sobs, in contrast to his harsh words. "And did I say you could take your hands of the wall?"

"I-I...can't a-anymore." You mumbled, head still nuzzled against him.

"Hmm, you can't anymore." His voice was deceivingly gentle, but you knew this was far from over. You recalled all the times you woke up, not being able to move a single muscle from everything he does to you. "Should we stop then, baby?"

It was a useless question. He knew how badly you needed to cum...and he knew how badly you needed him.

"N-No...daddy. I wanna cum...please," you whispered, closing your eyes to breath him in this soft moment before he goes back to fucking you senseless.

"Good girl." You felt his hand slither up your back, tangling within your hair. Then with a sharp tug, he yanked your face away from his shoulder to face him, his eyes taking in your flushed, tear-stained face. "Don't fucking cry now, darling. You wanted this right? You wanted my cock, right?"

"Y-Yes daddy."

"Then put it in yourself, princess."

You bit your lip; his grip stinging at the back of your head as you nodded slightly and only then did he let go.

A hand gripping at his shoulder, you raised your hips, hovering above his lap and tugged his sweats and boxers down just enough to free his member.

His hands grasped at your hips, thumbs rubbing circles at your skin as he watched you sink down on his cock, legs trembling. You tried to ease his size in, until you finally inched him in to the base.

Panting, you pressed your head against his chest, fingers clenched at his shirt, as you let your walls adapt to his pulsing member.

"Hey..." he grumbled, hands kneading impatiently at your ass. "I didn't tell you to stop."

"M-My legs..."

"Your legs? Hmm...fine." A hand reached up, gripping at your hair, yanking your head back once more so he could devour your mouth with his. "I guess you did manage to put it in yourself...Should I reward you, baby?"

You could only groan out a response as he bucked his hips into you once, grinning at the way your jaw slackened at his sudden movement.

"Y-Yes pleasee." You were breathless, feeling the way he ground his hips against yours; the way his tip just rubs against your cervix in the perfect way.

You brought your shaky hands up, cupping his face between your palms as your hazy eyes looked at him, pleading.

"I-I love you...p-please..." you uttered, completely drunk on the throbbing cock inside you. "Please, daddy, I need you. Please...fuck me."

His grip on your hair loosened, coming to intertwine his fingers with yours, placing a gentle kiss on your palm.

"I love you too, baby," he whispered, holding your trembling frame as he gripped at your hips, lifting. "Daddy's gonna be nice now."

And with that, he thrusted his hips up, ramming himself into you as he yanked your hips down to meet his with a loud slap.

Gasping, your mouth opened in a silent scream; your hands now planted against the wall on either side of his head, trying to steady yourself as he plunged up into you with every strong thrust.

His mouth latched onto yours in an greedy open-mouthed kiss, hungrily consuming in each other in a messy frenzy. You felt saliva dribbling down your chin, mixing with the tears streaming down.

Your knees stung against the hardwood floor, the only relief being the way he thrusted up against you, lifting your body slightly.

Your thighs trembled every time his hips slammed into yours, squelching sounds proving exactly how sopping wet your pussy is.

He felt your body fall limp against him, your soft incoherent cock-drunk mumbles melding in with his grunts and the lewd sounds of your cunt as he brought your hips down on him over and over again. He could feel his soaked pants as your juices dripped down your thighs.

"-gonna cum...I'm-I'm...gonna-"

You were so close. God, you were so close. You had absolutely no energy left in your body. Your arms draped limply over his shoulders, your head nuzzled against your neck as you relished in his own moans.

You were in his hands. Nothing was in your control anymore. Your sore legs couldn't even move, let alone bounce on him.

"-ddy...d-daddy...slow-slowly...please."

You begged him to slow down, feeling yourself being thrusted to your high unbearably fast. It was coming. Fast. That coiling unbridled feeling in the depths of your gut wrenching and writhing, wringing tighter and tighter until...you came. You felt everything overflow, bursting out of you, surging out in streams of wetness interrupted with every slam of his hips.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Baby, did you cum? Did you cum for me? Fuck its so wet."

He watched it squirt out of you with every thrust, puddling onto the floor. He willed himself to slow down, trying so badly to let you come down from your high, but he couldn't. Not when he was so close to his own release like this.

Your jaw propped open, tear streamed eyes rolling back as unending plunging brought orgasm after orgasm.

"-dy...Da...ddy...please...e-enough...I-I c-can't..."

"I'm sorry, baby. Just a bit more. A bit more baby. I'm almost there. Almost there."

Your cries were in vain as he desperately chased his climax, thrusting and thrusting until with one final buck, he held his hips up against yours, his grip keeping you in place.

"Fuuucckkk," he gritted, spurting into you; your tight walls squeezing every last drop of his seed.

He plopped his hips back down onto the floor, exhausted as he pulled out of you.

He sighed, feeling your trembling sobbing body as he held you against him, one hand at the back of your head, keeping you nuzzled against his neck. The other rubbed soft circles at your back as he calmed you.

"I got you baby. I got you. Daddy's got you. I love you darling."

You panted against him, breathing in his scent, relaxation slowly taking over your body.

"-love...you too. I...love you...too," you mumbled, sighing as your eyes fluttered close, succumbing to the exhaustion as he held you, completely and utterly satisfied.

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𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

[ramblings-of-a-hopeful-heart]

ℂ𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕄𝕖 𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕌𝕤𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝔻𝕠 (𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗)

Bokuto Kotaro x Reader

Haikyuu!!!

Tags: Uhhh...none? Kissing? This was honestly pure fluff sooo...

*Your hubby comes home after an exhausting day. Nuzzling against you, all he wants to talk to you, hear you, be with you...But you decided to try a little trend with him.*

Feel free to request, my lubs. <3

A/N: This was based off of that trend "call your boyfriend by his name instead of a pet name." I was feeling a little bit of fluff so I wrote a quick one. Enjoy!!!

I also plan on doing something somewhat similar with Tsukki, Iwaizumi, and Yamaguchi but if you guys want to add a character, feel free to request.

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

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Bokuto Kotaro is an absolute sucker for the pet names you call him.

Baby, babe, love, darling, etc. anything goes. He loves them all.

He gets that fluttery feeling in his chest with that giddy smile whenever he hears you call him by a pet name.

And so one day, scrolling through your phone, you happened to see the trending videos...

"Ughh," He groaned, plopping down next to you on the couch; his head tilted against your shoulder. "I'm exhausted babe. My muscles feel sore. I think I overdid it again."

"You should take a warm shower," you mumbled, eyes still glued to the phone in your hand.

You felt his body tense, not even by mentioning his name, but purely due to overall lack of your usual calls for him...But he let it go, pushed it to the back of his mind.

"O...kay," he mumbled, fingers tracing imaginary shapes against your palm, fiddling with your free hand. "Let's order in for dinner. What do you want baby?"

"Whatever you want."

He flinched again. This time you could feel the pout tug at his lips as he shifted his head a bit to look up at you.

"Baby..." he whispered, his breath tickling at your jaw. "Baby, are you mad at me?"

"Why would I be mad, Kotaro?"

And that's when he shot up, eyes wide, staring at you incredulously.

"K-Kotaro?" He stammered, his hand now squeezing yours. "W-Why?"

"Is that not your name, Kota-"

"NoOoOo," he pouted, not daring to hear it again, bringing your hand to his lips. "Baby...do you...not love me anymore?"

Now it was your turn to stare at him in disbelief.

"What?" You turned to face him, smiling gently. "Of course, I love you...Kotaro..."

"Stoooppp." His head drooped, then tilted up to look at you with those puppy dog eyes. "I'm Kotaro to everyone else...but I'm 'baby, babe-"

He leaned in, planting a soft kiss as he mumbled against your lips.

"-darling, sweetheart-"

You felt him smile against you when your hand reached up to cup his face; his gentle lips still ghosting against yours.

"-honey, hubby only to you."

Hand gripping the back of the couch, he pushed himself up slightly, leaning over you, using his weight to push you down on the couch, until he hovered above your laying form.

"So...baby" He kissed at your neck, every word he uttered tickled at your skin. "Look at me when you talk to me. And-"

His mouth was on yours again, a bit harsher than before, but still with its usual tenderness. He brought your intertwined hand up to his face, nuzzling his cheek against your palm.

"Call me like you usually do, hm?" His boyish grin sent warmth burning at your chest, loving the gentle way he smiled at you.

You giggled up at him, wrapping your arms around his shoulder, bringing his body closer to yours.

"Of course, baby." You smiled against his kiss, relishing in the warmth of your husband's body. "I'm sorry I made you worry."

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𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

[ramblings-of-a-hopeful-heart]

ℂ𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕖 (ℕ𝕊𝔽𝕎)

𝓣𝓼𝓾𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓶𝓪 𝓚𝓮𝓲 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

Haikyuu!!

Smut/18+

Tags: name calling, spanking, rough, oral sex, vaginal sex, squirt alert, and a bit of hair pulling.

Used 20, 21, 24, 30, and 82 from the 100 Smut Dialogue Prompts from @palettes-and-prompts

Feel free to request, my lubs. <3

*Tsukki gets super jealous over a guy flirting with you and proceeds to remind you that only he can make you feel good ;)*

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

(The artist of the picture is Yamada Sakurako and the title of the piece is Under The Skin.)

(P.S. This is how Tsukki looks down at you while you suck him off.)

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When it comes to Tsukki, in contrast to his indifferent and aloof attitude, he actually gets jealous easily. Very. Easily.

So, when I looked down from the second floor to focus back on the game, only to finally realize the glare pointed at me and the boy next to me, I knew what was in store for me.

The game was a practice game with another school in the district. Since Kiyoko-san was already on the bench, I decided to watch and observe from the second floor.

“Do you mind if I watch here too?”

I looked over, seeing a boy about my age, wearing the other school’s uniform.

“No, of course not. Go ahead.”

He situated himself next to me, watching the game silently for a few minutes before finally breaking the ice.

“The Karasuno Volleyball team is truly amazing,” he said, making casual conversation. “People really can’t call you guys the ‘flightless crows’ anymore.”

I smiled gleefully, the warmth of my pride in our volleyball team spreading inside me.

“Thank you. They work and practice hard every day. I’m happy that their skills are finally getting the attention it deserves.”

“Well, if I had someone as pretty as you supporting us, I would definitely work hard every day too.”

I blushed profusely at the blunt flirtatiousness of his words.

“N-No, really. It has nothing to do with me.” I laughed awkwardly, my face still burning as I turned my face away to bring my focus back on the game.

And that’s when my eyes finally met the narrowed eyes glaring up at us. Ah…damn…I’m in trouble.

I quickly looked away from him, scanning the court for the ball, trying to distract myself. I tried not to think about what was going to happen once we’re alone. But the budding warmth in my core clearly indicated otherwise.

No surprise, due to Hinata and Kageyama’s persistence, the game ran longer than expected. And by the time the other team left, the sun had already set and it was already dark. We all cleaned up, and by the time everything was picked up, the exhaustion was evident in our players.

“You guys can head home now. All that’s left is bringing everything into the storage room. I can handle that,” I said, picking up the last stray ball.

“Are you sure, y/n?” Daichi looked at me apologetically, but I know how hard it is to keep up with the stamina of Hinata, so I really didn’t mind.

“Of course! I don’t live too far from here so it’s no trouble. Just treat me to ice cream tomorrow and I’ll consider it even!” I laughed, ushering them out.

“You got it! Thanks again, y/n.”

I watched them go, realizing Tsukki was nowhere to be found. He probably left already…He must’ve been really jealous.

Well, let’s clean up fast and catch up to him.

I put my earphones back on and rolled everything back into the storage room. After everything was done, I huffed, scanning the storage room to make sure everything was in its place.

Sighing, I stretched my arms up, my shirt riding up as I did. But before I could tug them down, cold hands slid themselves underneath, gripping onto my waist. My earphones were yanked off, the music replaced by a quiet room filled with the patterned breaths of the person behind me

It was dark. I could barely see and the only light present was the light seeping in from the gym through the crevices of the door and the moonlight flowing in from the small window near the ceiling. I didn’t need to turn around to see who it was. Only one person can turn me on with a simple hand on my waist.

“Maybe if I punish you it’ll help you remember who you belong to, hm?” He mumbled his voice a bit coarse due to the calls he made in game.

He nuzzled his head against my neck as his arms wrapped around my waist, the strands of his slightly damp hair against my cheek. He must’ve been splashing water on his face.  I leaned back, relishing in the cool wetness against my hot, flushed face.

“I was only being friendly, babe. It was nothing.”

“He was clearly flirting with you, considering how red that face of yours got.” His hand roamed higher underneath my shirt, as his mouth nipped and sucked at my neck.

“Hm, your eyes should’ve been watching the ball, not me.”

“Just stop talking. There are better things you can do with that mouth right now.”

I craned my head back, his mouth hungrily devouring mine as I did. His hand gripped against my breast as the other slipped into my pants.

“Wet already? Were you waiting for this? Little slut.” He chuckled, his chest pushing against my back, his teeth nibbling on my ear. His harsh whispers made my panties wetter as his fingers rubbed against the cloth. “My horny little slut.”

“Tsukki…Please…”

My hips moved, desperately grinding my ass against him.

“Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?” He chuckled, roughly turning me around to face him. “But, unfortunately baby, this is supposed to be a punishment. Now, get on your knees.”

I stood there, mind still a bit hazy. The overwhelming pleasure then sudden lack of it throwing me in a daze.

“W-What?”

“Did I stutter? Do as you’re told.” He shoved me down to my knees, my hands planted against his thighs for some stability. “If you want to cum on my dick, work for it.”

He shoved his pants down, just enough for his member to spring out. Even in the dark, I knew how big it was, but he wasn’t even fully hard yet.

His sharp inhale filled the room as I ran my tongue against the underside of his dick, circling against his tip. Then slowly, I brought him into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked on him. He threw his head back, one hand running through his hair and the other gripped through mine.

“Yeah, that’s it, baby. Just like that.” His beautiful rough moans had my hand travelling down to between my legs, trying to ease the throbbing of my wet core.

“Keep your hands on my thighs, impatient little brat. I didn’t say you could touch yourself.”

He yanked my hair a bit, forcing me to look up at him, my mouth stretched around his now fully hardened cock. I whined against him, but brought my hand back up to his thighs anyways.

Without warning, he shoved his full length into my mouth, a gag erupting from my throat. His two hands now holding my head in place as he thrusted into my mouth.

“Keep that mouth open, y/n.”

His one hand started fumbling through his pockets, and soon, the flashlight from his phone shone down on me.

“Fuck, you look so beautiful choking on my dick,” he groaned. His grip loosened on my hair, moving to swipe away the tears building at the corner of my eyes.

He pulled out of my mouth with a ‘pop’ and helped me up to a standing position.

He placed his phone down, wrapping us in darkness again, then guided me to the back corner of the room, hiding us behind a stack of mats.

A sudden gasp left my lips as he pushed me against the cold wall.

“Hands on the wall, y/n,” he commanded, yanking my hips back towards him and pulling my pants down to my thighs, along with my underwear.

I yelped, as a loud smack echoed through the room, followed by a sadistic chuckle, then another smack. The stinging sensation was soothed by his hand gently rubbing against it, only to smack it again and again and again and again, switching sides with every slap. His hand hit harder, each time it came down on my ass.

For once in my life, I sympathized with the volleyballs being spiked or served. They have to live with getting smacked around like that.

Finally, he stopped, his hand gently soothing the stinging again. He trailed gentle kisses on the red marks he left he left, slowly and slowly getting closer to my core. I let out a satisfied groan when his tongue finally licked up my slit. His thumb rubbing against my clit as his tongue probed inside me.

“Tsukki! Tsuk-“

“No. What do you call me?” He mumbled, his hot breath fanning my dripping pussy.

“K-Kei...” I mumbled, still not used to using his given name.

“Good girl. Say it again.”

“Kei…”

“I love it when you say my name.” He whispered, rubbing my clit faster, as he stuck his tongue inside me once more. I could feel my entrance twitching every time he rubbed and I could feel my climax approaching as fast as his thumb was moving.

“Kei! Ah! Slow…down. I’m gonna…I’m gonna…”

“Cum on my tongue, little slut.”

My legs trembled as I came on his tongue. I could feel the curves of the grin on his face pressed against me, as I desperately tried to keep myself standing. But once he pulled away, I collapsed, my knees landed on the soft mat beneath us.

“Good girl.” He chuckled, placing a kiss on my shoulder.

I fell forward as he pulled back on my hips once more, forcing me on all fours.

“I’m putting it in,” he mumbled, lining himself up at my entrance. We both groaned in unison, as he pushed in the tip, slowly stretching out my walls.

“Oh God, babe. You fill me up so good.”

“I know,” he stated at an annoyingly confident tone. But oh well. It’s not like its baseless confidence.

He bucked his hips, completely sheathing himself inside me with a groan and stayed that way for a moment, before he started thrusting.

“Y/n…Y/n…baby…Fuck…”

He held my hips firmly in place as he continued to pound into me.

Moan after moan left my mouth, filling the room along with his grunts, the sounds of my wet pussy and our skins slapping together.

Suddenly, everything stilled, as his hand covered my mouth, pulling me up against his chest.

“Quiet,” he whispered, his hand tightening over my mouth.

I could feel his dick twitching inside me, itching for some friction, but he still refused to move.

“Tsukki?! Y/n?! Are you guys still here?!”

“Hinata. They aren’t here anymore.”

Is that Hinata and Kageyama?

“Ugh, those two volleyball freaks,” Tsukki whispered against me, clearly irritated at the interruption. “Damn it. Always interrupting.”

He moved forward a bit, pressing my front against the wall, thrusting, his hand still muffling my moans.

“You’d better be quiet or everyone’s going to know what a naughty little slut you are,” he chuckled, nipping at my neck.

He continued pounding me against the wall, his other hand travelling down to tease my clit. A sudden cry erupted from me, muffled by his hand, when his finger rubbed against my clit. Stimulating me both inside and out.

“Shh, babe. I’ll make it fast. Be a good little girl and stay quiet until it’s over.”

He continued pounding into me as we listened to Tanaka yelling at the two boys outside, telling them to go home. Then suddenly, the storage room door opened, filling the room with light.

Tsukki stopped thrusting again, another quiet frustrated groan escaping his lips. But this time, his fingers rubbed faster.

I could feel the tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. My hands flew up to holding Tsukki’s hand harder against my mouth, trying so hard to stay quiet, but I could feel myself slowly losing control as his fingers continued their assault.

“Y/n? Hm…Did she head home already? And Tsukki too? That lucky bastard. Monopolizing our precious little y/n.”

The door slammed closed and his footsteps receded followed by the closing of the gym doors.

As soon as we heard the gym door close, Tsukki uncovered my mouth, both of his hands gripping my hips as he roughly thrusted into me.

“Monopolizing…you?” He chuckled, letting out a low groan, his thrusting getting wilder and wilder. One arm wrapped over my chest, his hand against my neck, holding me firmly against him. His other hand rubbing my clit mercilessly.

I could feel my orgasm coming closer and closer, at an overwhelmingly fast pace. And I could tell he was close too.

“I’m…I’m…co-co,” I tried to say something, but I couldn’t even speak properly anymore.

I could feel something building up…but it felt different from my other orgasms. It felt more intense. It feels weird.

“K-Kei…s-stop…it feels weird…d-different.”

But he couldn’t even hear me anymore, he was too engrossed chasing after his own release.

“I’m gonna…K-Kei! I’m…gonna…T-Too…Hard…T-Too fast…K-Kei!”

Just then, with one final thrust, he spurted inside me just as I squirted, soaking the mat beneath us.

My hands, that were gripping his arms, fell limply to my side, as he hooked his hands behind my knees, spreading my legs open to get a better view of the wetness squirting out of me.

“Of course, I’m monopolizing you,” he grinned, panting as he watched the final trickles dripping onto the mat below. “Cause you’re mine.”

“I-I’m sorry,” I mumbled, my face red with embarrassment. “I couldn’t control it…I made a mess…This is so embarrassing.”

“It’s not embarrassing,” he laughed, still holding my legs open, making sure every last drop was out. “You couldn’t help it. I was simply too good, wasn’t I?”

I rolled my eyes at him, a slight chuckle leaving my lips.

“Fuck. I love you, my little y/n.”

“I love you too, babe,” I groaned, my head falling back against his shoulder with a sigh.

Luckily, Tsukki had extra sweatpants in his gym bag to replace my soaked pants. But of course, we had to roll up the pant legs considering how tiny I am compared to him.

“You’re so adorably tiny. My little y/n.” He laughed, watching me struggling to pull up his pants, then eventually kneeling down and rolling them up for me.

He cleaned up the mess we made using the cleaning supplies left in the storage room, telling me to sit tight and just wait for him. But it’s not like I had a choice…I can barely move my legs right now.

“Was I too rough? It seems like you enjoyed it though. Now that I know you can squirt like that, I won’t be satisfied unless you do,” he teased, still grinning as we walked home, with him carrying me on his back.

~*~*~*~

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

[ramblings-of-a-hopeful-heart]

𝕄𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕖 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 (ℕ𝕊𝔽𝕎)

𝓣𝓮𝓽𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓸𝓾 𝓚𝓾𝓻𝓸𝓸 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

Haikyuu!!

Smut/18+

Tags: oral sex, vaginal sex, and fingering

Doesn’t he just make your knees so weak??? XD Isn’t he just perfect???

A bit of fluff to warm your heart at the end.

Feel free to request, my lubs. <3

*It was supposed to be just another movie night, but due to a popcorn mishap and reader’s carelessness, it ended up being something WAYYY more.*

*In Kuroo’s voice:* “Sigh, that’s what happens when my pretty little kitty doesn’t pay attention, hm?”

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

~*~*~*~

“Babe...Baby...Y/n.”

Kuroo waved his hand in front of your face, distracting you from the movie.

Today was a date night, but since the weather hadn’t been good lately and neither of you felt like going out, you decided to have a movie night at home instead.

He wanted to watch some old scifi movie, but after an intense battle or rock paper scissors, you ended up winning your right to choose a movie. A horror movie. Don’t get it wrong, you love watching scifi movies with him, but this is the third movie night in a row that was spent watching some scifi movie. You needed your fill of horror.

“Yeah?” you mumbled, moving his hand away so that you could see.

“Man, you’re really into this movie, aren’t you?” he muttered, a hint of hurt in his voice.

You grabbed the remote and paused the movie, turning your attention to the frowning man next to you.

“Don’t tell me you’re jealous of a movie, Kuroo.” You laughed, rolling your eyes at him. “Anyways, what were you saying?”

“I’m gonna get some more popcorn. It better stay paused.” He said, glaring as he pushed himself off the couch.

You didn’t even notice that the popcorn ran out. You just kept grasping at an empty bowl. You giggled to yourself, realizing how silly you must’ve looked to him.

After a couple minutes, he was back with the popcorn and settled down next to you once more.

You were so entranced by the movie, that you didn’t notice him moving the popcorn from his lap to the space between the two of you. And as usual, your hand reached out; your mindless grasping feeling around for where the popcorn was supposed to be.

Kuroo stared at you, a mischievous grin plastered on his face as he wondered when you were going to notice. Suddenly, you felt something hardening slightly as you heard your partner chuckle next to you.

“Well, well, well, Kitten. I didn’t think you had it in you,” he whispered, leaning in towards you. His hand wrapped around your wrist, his grip a bit tight. “But there’s something else that’s about to be in you in a second.”

You shifted back, trying to put some distance between you and him, but he yanked you back towards him; his other hand planted on the couch as he leaned in even more.

“Oh, come on. Don’t think you can escape now.” He laughed, pushing you back so that you were laying down and he was hovering above you; your wrists pinned down above you with his hand.

“Kuroo…the movie…”

“Can wait,” he mumbled, leaning down to suck on your neck.

“K-Kuroo!” you giggled, squirming against his weight. “It tickles!”

Suddenly, he bit down on your collarbone, the sharp pain sending shivers down your spine and a moan out of your lips. His arm slipped up your shirt; his strong hand kneading your breasts; his fingers pinching your nipples.

“Baby,” you moaned. His head left your neck as his lips met yours in a heated frenzy. His tongue forced its way into your mouth. Your tongues clashed and fought for dominance. A battle which you willingly lost.

He lifted his head, the trail of saliva breaking as he looked down at you, a mischievous gleam swimming in his darkened lustful eyes. 

You arched your back as he slid your shirt up and over your head, throwing it somewhere in the living room.

His head dove down, his mouth engulfing your breast as his hand played with the other.

Moans continuously left your lips with every bite and every suck. With every pinch and every knead. His other hand no longer held your wrists, but were now sliding down your abdomen and into your shorts.

“K-Kuroo…” You moaned, as he rubbed your clit through the soaked cloth. 

Your hands gripped against his hair as he buried his face into your chest, continuing his assault on your breasts. He moved your panties aside and dipped his finger into your wet folds.

“You’re so wet, kitten,” he chuckled, slipping two fingers in.

“Ahhh. Oh God.” You groaned as his fingers thrust into you, the wet sounds muffled by the cloth.

“Mmm, you’re so cute, kitten. I wanna fuck you so badly.” His hand left your breast and grabbed yours, bringing it down to cup his bulge. “Fuck, this is what you do to me…”

He buried his face into your neck once more as you stuck your hand into his boxers.

“This is all your fault,” he groaned against you as you rubbed circles on his tip with your thumb.

“K-Kuroo…s-so close,” you groaned. The sloshing sound of his fingers ravaging your pussy echoing in your head, intensifying your arousal.

The faster your thumb rubbed against his tip, the faster his fingers pumped inside you.

“Ahhhhh. K-Kuroo…s-stop…I-I’m cummi-“ Your legs trembled as your moans were swallowed by his lips.

You shoved him off of you, a shocked expression plastered on his face, and pushed him down onto the couch so that you were straddling him.

“Baby, what’re you up to?” He looked up at you with his sexy grin, his hands running up the sides of your body as you tied your hair back. “God, you’re so fucking sexy.”

You shifted yourself down and settled in between his legs, pulling his pajama pants down along with his boxers just enough to reveal his hardened cock.

You licked up the underside of his dick, swirling your tongue around his tip, as he bit back his moans.

“Don’t hold it in, babe,” you pouted, batting your eyelashes up at him.

He looked down at you, his eyes lidded.

“W-What’s the special occasion, kitten? Why are you being extra attentive?” He groaned. You took him in your mouth, your tongue rubbing against his dick as you bobbed your head.

He shuddered with every gag and with every bump against the back of your throat. Saliva dripped down from the corners of your mouth and tears brimmed at the corner of your eyes, as he tangled his hands around your hair, pushing and pulling to meet his thrusting hips.

Your nails dug into his thighs as you tried to slow him down, but to no avail. All you could do was keep your mouth open for his dick. His hips thrust upward, his length prodding at the limits of your throat. More and more tears and drool dripped down with every gag your throat made, but his thrust didn’t slow.

He was close. And when you knew he was going to burst, you pulled away.

“I just wanna make you feel good.” You smiled innocently, wiping at the wetness on your face. “Is there something wrong with that?”

“W-Why...Why’d you stop? I was...so close,” he panted, his head tilted back over the side of the couch.

“Because.” You brought yourself up, straddling so that your entrance was hovering right above his throbbing dick and slowly brought yourself down, hands on his abdomen to steady yourself. His head shot up, eyes wide as he watched his length slowly being taken in by you. “I want you to cum inside me. Okay, baby?”

“F-Fuck, y/n. This is so fucking hot. You’re so fucking hot…” 

His face winced slightly, as he felt his tip poke into your hole; his length stretching out your walls, which were still tight from your last orgasm.

He fought so hard. Trying to keep himself from snapping his hips up to thrust his full length into you. His fingers dug into your waist, muscles tense from fighting the urge to slam you down on his dick.

And finally, with a sigh coming from both of your lips, he was finally fully sheathed inside you; his full length throbbing inside your warm wetness.

“Good job, baby girl,” he groaned; his fingers caressing at your face as he grinned at you. “Now bounce on my dick, pretty girl.”

You brought your hips up, the hands gripping your waist guiding you, then slammed back down with a moan, his head falling back again. But he couldn’t help but bring his head back up, wanting to watch the beautiful sight of you bouncing on his dick.

“Keep going, kitten. Don’t stop.”

His hand travelled up your body as he leaned back and watched you do all the work. His face was flush with arousal as he played with your breasts.

But unfortunately, unlike your athletic boyfriend, you’re not one with a lot of stamina. So soon, it was very easy for him to tell how much you were struggling.

So in a blink of an eye, he flipped you both over, bringing himself on top, his dick never leaving your pussy.

“You did good, baby girl,” he muttered, his sexy voice a bit coarse from the moans that continuously fell from his lips. He placed a gentle kiss on your eyelid, his fingers brushing aside the strands of hair plastered on your sweaty forehead. “I’ll do the work now. Just lay back and enjoy.”

His lips crashed against yours as thrusted into you; his hand firmly gripping as he pulled your hips to meet his.

“Kuroo...Kuroo...Kuroo.” Moan after moan in the form of his name left your lips over and over again.

“That’s right, baby. Say my name.”

He felt it. He was losing control. The thrill of his denied release from a while ago was quickly building up again and he could feel it. Shit. That’s all he could feel. It was creeping up on him from the depths of his abdomen. He’s coming. Hard.

He lifted your hips higher, his rough thrusts pounding you down on the couch as his hands hooked behind your knees, holding your legs in place, your thighs pressed against your chest. You could already feel the soreness of your back tomorrow.

“F-Fuck...y/n...baby...I’m gonna...Fuck.Fuck.Fuck...Y/n, cum with me. Cum with me, baby.”

God, everything was a blur to you. All the sensations were melding together, overwhelming you. The sweat on his chest dripping down to mix with yours, then sliding down your thighs. His animalistic grunts mixed with his soft little whimpers. The sound of both of your skin slapping together. The feeling of him roughly pounding into you. His grip tightening behind your knees.

“Y/n...come on, baby. Cum with me. Cum with me. Fuck yeah, y/n! Y/n! Y/n! Fuck. I’M COM-”

All the sensations melded together, coiling and coiling so tight until it finally snapped. A loud elongated moan erupted from your lips along with his groan as you both cum together.

He collapsed on top of you, as you wrapped your legs around his waist, holding him in place until you both come down from high together. You two laid there for a while; him still inside you, gasping as you both tried to catch your breaths.

“Are you okay, baby?” He mumbled, leaving little kisses on your abdomen. “Can I pull out now?”

“Mhm.” You nodded, placing a kiss on the hand that he brought up to caress your face.

“You did so good, kitten,” he said, smiling lovingly down at you, then proceeded to nuzzle his face into your neck, mumbling. “Let’s go take a soak, hm? I’ll go get a warm bath ready for us, okay?”

You nodded against him, relishing in his warmth and the smell of his hair mixed with sweat.

He got up, grabbing a small blanket to keep you warm while he goes to get the bath ready.

“I love you, baby,” you mumbled, tugging at his hand before he walked away.

He smiled down at you, warmth spreading deep within his chest. You always said this, without fail, after every session, and every night before you fell asleep. He leaned down, pressing his warm lips firmly against yours.

“I love you too, my little y/n.”

~*~*~*~

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

[ramblings-of-a-hopeful-heart]

ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥 ℂ𝕦𝕕𝕕𝕝𝕖𝕤 (𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗)

𝓣𝓼𝓾𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓶𝓪 𝓚𝓮𝓲 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

Haikyuu!!

Feel free to request, my lubs. <3

*Soft-boi Tsukki and a reader that still feels shy initiating cuddles*

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

He doesn’t seem like it, but Tsukki is quite touchy when you’re alone with him.

He feels at ease when you two are in one room, doing your individual things together.

You two could be doing your own things, but just know that he is very aware of your presence. He locks in to your calm patterned breaths. The movement of your hand as you mark the paper with the messy hand writing he always teases you about.

He enjoys the calm silence he has when he’s with you.

It may contrast his aloof attitude, but he likes to initiate contact with you.

You’d be sitting on the floor doing homework, back against the couch he was laying on while scrolling through his phone. It would only be a few minutes before you finally feel his fingers mindlessly playing with your hair, as it always does.

Or when you’d ask him for help, he’d scoff arrogantly, but scoot down to the floor to help you anyways. Not only that, but he’d position himself so that you were sitting between his legs and that your back was flush against his chest.

He’d purposely lean in, pretending to be focused on the paper situated on the table in front of you, but really he just wanted to rest his chin on top of your head…cause he’s actually a soft-boi who craves your warmth.

But even though you’ve grown comfortable being wrapped in his arms, it’s always been Tsukki who initiated the contact. You’ve never initiated yet…because you were still a bit shy. You weren’t sure yet how much contact you could ask for without seeming clingy so you’d always just wait for Tsukki to initiate.

But today was a bad day for you. You were really tired and you just wanted to be in his arms, so you decide to finally make the first move.

It was another quiet evening for the both of you. As usual, you sat on the floor doing homework while he laid on the couch behind you, his usual headphones replaced with smaller earphones so that he could lay down properly.

His finger twirled around your hair as usual, but…it wasn’t enough. You knew that unless you needed help, he wouldn’t come down to join you. But there was nothing on this paper you didn’t know how to do…and he would know that.

You tilted your head back, sighing as you looked at his serene face. His eyes closed, his breathing even as his fingers stroked through your hair.

Without thinking, you set your pencil down, turning around to face him. You crawled up to the couch with him, squeezing yourself into the small crevice between him and the back of the couch.

You were prepared to hear some sort of teasing remark like ‘there’s so much room on the other couch’ or ‘you really chose to squeeze yourself here when there’s obviously no space.’ But it seems that you’ve forgotten just how different you are from everybody else.

Because instead of the snarky remarks you were expecting to hear, all he did was pull you closer so that your head lay comfortably on his chest.

“What’s wrong, y/n? You’re never one to cuddle up like this?” He questioned, peering down at your face as his fingers continue to run soothingly through your hair.

“I’m…just tired…It wasn’t a good day,” you mumbled, nuzzling your face against him. “Am I being too clingy? Do you mind?”

“Idiot,” he scoffed, pulling you up a bit so that he could tilt his head to rest his cheek against your hair. “I’m your boyfriend, aren’t I? Cling onto me all you want. Cuddle up to me all you want. I won’t mind.”

Your only reply was the slightly squeeze of your arms around him, his own arms reciprocating.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Later,” you whispered, sighing. His familiar comforting smell lulling you to sleep. “I just want to lay here for a while.”

“You can lay there for as long as you want.” He chuckled, the vibrations in his chest causing a slight tug of a smile on your lips.

He placed one of his earphones in your ear, the familiar music you two always listened to further pulling you into a much-needed sleep, as he laid there, holding you snug in his arms.

“Idiot,” he mumbled, placing a small kiss on top of your head. “You should’ve done this sooner if you were this tired.”

~*~*~*~

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

[ramblings-of-a-hopeful-heart]

ℍ𝕒𝕚𝕜𝕪𝕦𝕦 𝔹𝕠𝕪𝕤 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕥

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒐 𝑨𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒐𝒚: 𝑷𝒕. 1

Characters: Daichi Sawamura, Ryuunosuke Tanaka, Yuu Nishinoya, and Tsukishima Kei.

If you’re a simp for Tobio Kageyama, Hinata Shoyo, or the ultra-soft baby Asahi Azumane, you can find part two riiiiiiiiight here

Feel free to request, my lubs. <3

*Haikyuu characters react to you talking to another man who is clearly trying to shoot his shot, but your overly friendly self doesn’t notice.*

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

Daichi Sawamura:

Daichi beats around NO bush.

He will walk up to him and introduce himself. And not in a way that’s rude, but like a ‘getting to know each other’ way.

“Hi, I’m y/n’s boyfriend. And you are?” *ahem, not the boyfriend. Sad reax*

He will shake the guy’s hand firmly, not in an intimidating way, but to assert his presence.

He’ll place a peck on top of your head, ruffling your hair before running off to practice, leaving you to just smile with pride and say “Yeah, that guy is my boyfriend.”

The guy’s fighting spirit is crushed, and he realizes that he has no chance.

Ryuunosuke Tanaka

He will definitely find some way to provoke the guy.

Will walk straight up to you, slinging his arm over your shoulder as he mockingly looks around.

“Haaa?! A guy? Flirting?! With my girlfriend?! Where?! I don’t see anyone…”

Proceeds to look straight into the guy’s eyes with his ultra-thug glare. *you know what glare I’m talking about*

You’ll cover your face in embarrassment, elbowing him in the abdomen to get him to stop.

“Stop what?” Feigns innocence.

“Ugh. You know what you’re doing.”

You two will bicker, causing the guy’s presence to be completely forgotten as he slowly exits from the scene.

Yuu Nishinoya

Similar to Tanaka’s reaction.

“Haaa?!?! Who is talking to my precious y/n??? How dare you flirt with my goddess?!”

“Sorry, bud. This girl right here is taken…by me. Her senpai.”

Will. Hover.

Then proceeds to situate his 160 cm self between the two of you, as you casually converse with the guy.

If all else fails, he’ll just ‘rolling thunder’ straight into the guy. Lol.

He continues trying to intimidate the guy, which ends with you dragging him away, trying to hold in your laughter and remain serious despite your boyfriend’s ridiculousness.

Noya sticks his tongue out at the guy one last time as you drag him away by the collar.

Tsukishima Kei

Will walk up behind you, resting his chin on your head.

“Who is this?” he asks, distaste CLEARLY evident in his voice.

“Just a friend.”

Can’t hide anything from this guy. He sees the way this guy looks at you while you talk…smh.

“A friend, hm?”

Proceeds to give the guy THAT. LOOK. You know that look…the one that says ‘you’re lower than the gum I stepped on this morning.’

He won’t say anything anymore. He’ll let you continue on with your boring, couldn’t care less about, conversation, his head still propped up on top of yours.

You might not see it, but you know Tsukki is staring daggers into the guy, considering the increasing number of stutters he’s making in front of you.

He’ll try to be patient, waiting for you to finish your conversation.

But once he places a hand on your waist, that’s when you know his patience is running thin and you should end that conversation.

Because there is no way he’s leaving your side, when this guy is clearly flirting.

~*~*~*~

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

[ramblings-of-a-hopeful-heart]

𝕋𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕀𝕥 𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜! (𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗)

𝓣𝓼𝓾𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓶𝓪 𝓚𝓮𝓲 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

Haikyuu!!

Tags: A little violence and Tsukki smacks her butt...like once...that’s it...

Yeah, yeah, It’s Tsukki again...Sorry, I think I’m in a Tsukki phase...right now. Hopefully it passes? Does it ever actually pass?

Aaaaannnnywayyssss, here’s the story :))))))

Feel free to request, my lubs. <3

*Reader fights for Tsukki’s honor. Tsukki treats her wounds after...kind of.*

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

~*~*~*~

I’ve never seen him so motivated before. It makes me happy to see that’s he’s finally found something he enjoys.

He used to tell me that it was just a club. Nothing more.

But now, as I observed their practice, seeing how he was actively participating. Seeing his natural interactions with his teammates. It makes me happy.

“Y/n, can you go to the faculty room and get the permission slips for the overnight trip this weekend from sensei?”

“Ah, sure, coach. I’ll be right back.”

I’m so excited for the overnight trip. It’s gonna be the first one for this volleyball season.

I happily skipped back to the gym, but stopped when I noticed a small crowd of boys at the entrance, looking in.

“Look at them. Just cause they went to the nationals, they think they’re all that. You know I went to middle school with that guy. He was a total ass.”

The boy pointed out someone, but I couldn’t quite see considering how tiny I was compared to them.

“You really went to middle school with him? I heard he’s a pain in the ass and emotionless.”

“Yeah. All he’s got going for him is his height. Without that, he’d be trash. He probably wouldn’t even make the team. Without his height, he’d be useless to the team. Damn Tsukishima Kei. He’s not even a team player. They’d be better off without him.”

I felt a familiar feeling rising up from within me. The sensation of anger welling up in my chest. This isn’t the first time people have trash talked about our team...about Tsukki.

“Assholes,” I said, not being able to stay quiet anymore.

They turned around, glaring down at me.

“What did you say? You talking ‘bout us?”

“Who else? You’re just jealous of Tsukki, aren’t you? Admit it.” I held my chin up high, not caring that they were heads taller than me or that there were 5 of them.

“Me? Jealous of the trash?” He turned to his friends, laughing. “Why don’t you scram? Little bitch.”

“You’re the trash. Get out of my way.”

I tried to move past them, but they shoved me back, causing me to fall on the ground.

“I said scram!”

  They turned around again, bashing Tsukki even more.

I stood up and without even thinking, I felt my hand move on its own, smacking the guy straight on the back of his head.

“You little bit-“

But before he could even turn around to yell at me, I jumped onto his back, pulling his hair.

“Hey! Get off of him! Crazy bitch!”

“Yeah! Crazy bitch! Get off!”

He reached back, grabbing a fistful of my hair.

“Take it back! Take back what you said about Tsukki!”

I wrapped one arm around his neck, while the other continued to yank at his hair.

“Why should I?! I can say whatever I want!”

“Y/n! Y/n! Get off of him!”

  I could see coach running out, eyes widening at the sight. I could also see the volleyball team crowding at the entrance, their angry glares stabbing at the guy I was currently attacking.

“Take. It. Back! He’s trying! Sure, he’s not like Hinata or Kageyama! But he’s trying so hard in his own way! Our team wouldn’t be complete with Tsukki!” I screamed, yanking at his hair even more. “So, take it back!”

“Y/N!” We froze in our tracks, hearing the familiar voice of the subject of our fight.

Oh shiiiit. Did he hear what I said? I felt my face heat up slightly, hoping he didn’t hear what I said.

“T-Tsukki? Did you hear th-“

Before I could continue, the guy violently shoved me off, causing me to fall on the ground, landing on my elbows and palms.

The whole Karasuno team lunged forward to try to keep me from hitting the ground, only leading to them getting stuck at the doorway.

“Crazy bitch!” The guy yelled at me one more time, before running away.

“Hey!” I jumped up, hopping on one foot as I yanked my shoe off.

The guy turned around, just as I chucked my shoe at him, hitting him square in the face.

“I SAID TAKE IT BACK! APOLOGIZE TO TSUKKI!”

I ran towards him, ready to lunge at him again. But just as I leapt, an arm caught me mid-air, and threw me over their shoulder.

I didn’t need to see to know who it was. I’d recognize the feeling of being in his arms anywhere. I’d recognize the way he smelled anywhere. His shampoo, his body wash, mixed with the sweat from practice.

“Put me down, Tsukki!” I struggled against them, pointing and glaring at the guy. “Just you wait! I’ll fucking haunt you in your dreams until you take it back! I swear!”

Tsukki kept me over his shoulder, as he walked back into the gym. I grabbed onto the doorframe, not finished with my yelling.

“Watch your back, asshole! I’ll be back! I’LL BE BACK!”

All of a sudden, I felt a sharp smack against my ass, causing me to let go of the doorframe in shock. Followed by Tsukki’s firm but amused voice.

“Pipe down, little chihuahua. My ears are ringing.”

I felt my face heat up, probably turning beat red.

H-He just smacked my ass…in front of everybody…

My hand shot up, covering my blushing face as Tsukki set me down on top of the stage gently.

Nishinoya handed him the first aid kit, sighing and shaking his head at me with amusement, then left us alone.

Tsukki took my wrist gently in his hand, flipping my hand over to examine the bleeding scrape on my palm.

“Idiot,” he mumbled, dabbing the cotton ball on it, causing a sharp inhale from me. “You should’ve just walked away.”

“How could I? After they said all those things about…you.”

“Why would I care about what they say? Plus, I wasn’t even there to hear it. So, there was no point in you getting hurt for something like that.”

I looked down, watching the hand that methodically and carefully treated mine. For some reason, I felt like crying.

“…It hurt…”

“Of course, it hurt, dummy. You fell on your ass right on gravel.“

“No…” I mumbled, feeling the tears brimming in my eyes. I bowed my head even more, trying to hide it, but my shaky voice betrayed me. “It hurt more when I heard them say that about you.”

His hands flinched a bit, then, with a sigh, he pulled my head against his chest.

Does he know I’m crying? Is he trying to hide my face to make me feel better? This is the Tsukki that they can’t see. The Tsukki I know.

I know he can be an asshole sometimes…but deep down, he’s a sweetheart. He’s kind in his own way.

“You know…it’s not true. You’re irreplaceable in this team. I know you used to think that there was no point in trying. That whether you were in the team or not wouldn’t make a difference. But it’s not true.”

My hands gripped at the back of his shirt, as I cried against his chest.

“Lately, you’ve been happier. You’ve been enjoying life more. That’s why I got so angry at what they said…I’m sorry…I’m troubleso-“

“You really are…an idiot,” he chuckled, holding me tighter against him. He leaned down, nuzzling his head against my neck, breathing in deeply before sighing. “Thank you. Y/n. My little y/n.”

After a few more seconds of comfortable silence, he suddenly pushed away, cupping my face between his hands, peering into my face.

“But don’t do something so reckless again. Got it?”

“I-I can’t promise that…” I mumbled, trying to avoid his eyes.

“Then I’ll just have to make sure you don’t leave my side. Ever.”

His face moved closer and closer, as my eyes got lost in his.

I could feel his breath on my lips, just a bit more and our lips would touch.

“Ahemmmm!” But before it could, Tanaka popped up from behind us.

Tsukki rolled his eyes and pulled away with a sigh, turning to face Tanaka-senpai.

“Yes, Tanaka-senpai? Can I help you?”

“Tsukishima, you bastard! Since when have you two been together, huh?! Stop being lovey dovey here! Be more considerate of your single teammates!!!”

Tanaka-senpai poked at Tsukki, as the whole team joined in.

“Yeah! Just cause you two are together doesn’t mean you can monopolize her! She’s all of our precious manager.”

“Idiots,” Tsukki smirked mischievously, pulling away from them and pulling me to him. “To all of you, she’ll only ever be a manager. But to me, she’s my manager AND my girlfriend.”

He grinned his condescending grin, teasing, only to end up being dragged away by the team and having to do 20 diving drills around the court.

Yachi ended up having to patch up the rest of my wounds, with Tsukki pouting at us as he continued his diving drills.

~*~*~*~

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

[ramblings-of-a-hopeful-heart]

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕃𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤

Characters: Kenma Kozume, Yuu Nishinoya, Ushijima Wakatoshi, and Tsukishima Kei.

The boys and the small little things they love about you.

Feel free to request, my lubs. <3

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

~*~*~*~

Kenma Kozume

He knows you don’t like your own voice. Not that you told him though. He connected the dots himself. From the rare moments where he would miss your call and you wouldn’t leave a voicemail no matter what.

How you didn’t talk much around other people or people you weren’t used to being around.  How you completely avoided being in videos or in front of a microphone.

But he loved your voice. He loved it when you two are finally alone and you allow yourself to talk about your day or ramble on about random things, as he sat there, fumbling with his phone, absorbing your words like it was the most natural thing. Your voice was calming to him.

You sat in between his legs, your back flush against his chest as you both leaned back against the couch. His arms were around you as he held his phone in front, playing his games. You watched his games intently, his head nuzzling against your shoulder as you asked question after question about the unfamiliar happenings on the small screen. Who is that character? What is her attack power? What are her stats? Stuff like that. And he loved it. To him, listening to you is a perfect way to end any day.

Yuu Nishinoya

A total sucker for your laugh.

Hearing you laugh just makes all his exaggerated efforts worth it. He’d act like an idiot every day if he could hear the gorgeous chime of your laughter every day.

Loves the way your hand smacks against his shoulder, your other hand clutching at your stomach as you drown in your laughter.

Totally smiles with pride knowing that he can make you laugh like that.

It was just another day, but for you it wasn’t. Today was the death anniversary of your beloved best friend, your dog, Kal. It’s already been years, but somehow, the emptiness is still there…he’d been with you since your parent’s first took you home from the hospital as a newborn. You knew you’d feel better if Noya was here, walking you home as he did before…But he has volleyball practice, and you can see how much that made him happy so you didn’t want to interfere. What you didn’t expect is for him to come bounding down the road, slinging his arm over your shoulder, panting as he finally caught up. You looked up, chest burning with that familiar warmth as you held your breath. There he was, sweating, multiple dark lines and curves of the silliest figures drawn on his face making him look like an absolute clown. Suddenly, you felt yourself bursting with laughter, looking at your boyfriend’s ridiculous face. “I asked to skip practice today, and they wouldn’t let me off without punishment,” he grumbled, a sheepish, embarrassed hand running through his hair. His face was flushed red with embarrassment, but he was more happy to see you laugh on a day like this one.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

The first time he noticed it, he couldn’t keep his eyes away.

He didn’t even know why. It was just a simple act of your thumb rubbing against those soft plump lips of yours. You did this every time you were in deep thought or intense concentration.

Your way of focusing is what distracts him, and he found that quite silly.

Still, his eyes kept wandering back to the curves of your lips swaying lightly as your thumb pushed against it.

There it is again. His Adam’s apple bobbed, as he gulped down. His eyes stare at you intently, sitting next to him, leaning in to watch the video of the volleyball tournament with you; your eyes focused on the screen…and your thumb rubbing at your lower lip. This girl…does she not know how adorably frustrating it is to watch her, he thought. Your thumb rubbed a bit faster, reacting to the intensifying game on the screen. And before he could think, he reached in, pulling your hand away only to replace it with his. His thumb gently caressed your bottom lip, before he leaned in to give you a soft kiss, totally breaking your concentration.

Tsukishima Kei

Loves to watch the different expressions on your face. But you’re just as calm headed, or maybe even more so, than he is. So, it’s always rare to get anything other than a calm smile.

Even when you were tired, stressed, you would still have that calm smile as you laughed along with them.

He doesn’t know when he began to realize it, but one day, he noticed your right eye twitch ever so slightly. At first, he didn’t know why, but he began to notice it more and more in situations that would make you uncomfortable, though you didn’t show it.

Like when you were forced to eat a dish with celery (you hate celery) and your right eye wouldn’t stop twitching. Or when random girls would come up to flirt with him, there was your right eye, twitching again.

He loved the way your right eye twitched when you were uncomfortable... it’s helped you out…in more than one occasion.

You stood there a bit of ways away from him, interacting with one of the fans as Tsukki looked on. He was a bit jealous, but the guy didn’t seem to be doing anything wrong, so he let it go, looking away to talk to his teammates. After a while, he looked back at you, peeved that you were still talking to him. But then he saw it. He saw that little eye of yours twitch. Without hesitating, he marched over, stopping just as he stood next to you. “Y/n, Yachi and Coach are looking for you, it’s urgent.” You looked up at him, slightly confused, yet relieved that you could finally escape. You excused yourself, then proceeded to ask the tall blonde what was so urgent? He looked down at you, a tinge of irritation and worry in his eyes. “You were uncomfortable, weren’t you?” Your eyes widened a bit…a certain warmth spreading through your heart. “How’d…you know?” you ask, sure that you were smiling as usual throughout the whole uncomfortable conversation with the man from before. “You told me…in your own way.” He muttered.

~*~*~*~

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

[ramblings-of-a-hopeful-heart]

𝕀 𝕎𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝔸 𝔹𝕒𝕓𝕪 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖

Haikyuu!!

Characters: Tobio Kageyama, Kuroo Tetsuro, Tsukishima Kei, and Ushijima Wakatoshi

I’ve seen this challenge going around for a while now, and I really wanted to try it with the boys. I just chose the top four I’m currently working on 🤫

*I remember reading somewhere about Ushijima totally having a breeding kink...and as you can tell...I totally agree.*

*Reeeeeaalllly wanna write a ‘what happened after’ smut for Toshi’s messages...Did he find her? Did he wreck her? You’ll never know. Mwahahahahaha.

Or you might...I really wanna write it...*

I have so much to proof read...I have to go

Feel free to request, my lubs. <3

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

[ramblings-of-a-hopeful-heart]

ℍ𝕒𝕚𝕜𝕪𝕦𝕦 𝔹𝕠𝕪𝕤 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕥

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒐 𝑨𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒐𝒚: 𝑷𝒕. 2

Characters: Asahi Azumane, Tobio Kageyama, and Shoyo Hinata.

Feel free to request, my lubs. <3

*Haikyuu characters react to you talking to another man who is clearly trying to shoot his shot, but your overly friendly self doesn’t notice.*

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

Asahi Azumane

It’s already canon that he’s a super softie despite his looks, so you can expect this guy to be a bit passive.

He trusts you. He does. But he can’t help shooting worried glances your way.

Will not approach…but you know…the ball may just casually roll your way over and over again.

When the guy finally asks you if you have a boyfriend, you turn around, gleaming at him, waving. “Yeah, I do. He’s over there.”

As soon as the guys sees Asahi, his face pales.

Even more so when you call Asahi over to introduce him and he starts to jog over to you.

By the time Asahi gets there, the guy is already itching to run away, with you being the last thing on his mind.

Asahi can’t help the wide, goofy grin playing at his lips when you wrap your arms around his, the happy chime in your voice as you say “This is my boyfriend, Azumane-kun.”

Tobio Kageyama

Won’t approach...But will hover AF.

You know he’s somewhere behind you. You know he’s probably glaring at the poor guy in front of you. But all you can do is laugh awkwardly, trying to ignore the glare burning into your back.

He starts off glaring and watching from a far, but expect his hovering to get closer and closer, until he’s just there…standing next to you…pouting.

Might try to use the guy as spike practice at some point with his ultra-accurate aim.

Pouty Kageyama all the way.

Unable to handle the awkwardness, you finally introduce him.

“Oh, this is my boyfriend, by the way. Kageyama-kun.”

Looks at the guy, then turns his head away with a “Hmph.”

Pushes the ball in your arms, followed by a “toss for me.”

Drags you away before you can agree.

Shoyo Hinata

Will scare the guy away with his boundless energy.

Hovers by hopping all around you, over and over again.

“Heyyy, y/n!!! Practice with ussss. Toss for usss.”

Will repeatedly ask the guy if he’s any good at volleyball and to play against him.

Will try to challenge him in anything.

“Hey, let’s race. Can you jump higher than me?”

If you choose not to acknowledge him, he’ll just rest his chin on your shoulder (if you’re taller, he’ll jump on your back first) and glare at the guy.

Once you do acknowledge him and introduce him as your boyfriend, he’ll show off that goofy grin followed by a “Yeah! That’s me! Her boyfriend!”

~*~*~*~

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱