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earthtooz · 1 year

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cw: fluff with minimal angst, reader and tsumu had an argument, msby4 is there, food mentions, probably bad writing like i just wrote this but i can't remember what i actually wrote which is a little alarming..., unedited and not proofread :,)

<bokuto3: hi it's atsumu

<bokuto3: WHY DOES BOKKUN HAVE YOUR CONTACT AS '<y/n3'?????? OUTRAGEOUS.

<bokuto3: anyways hi it's atsumu

<bokuto3: i miss u :( pls unblock me asap i'm sorry baby please i really am

<bokuto3: please don't be mad at me i thikn i'm lodsing my mind

<bokuto3: call me back. or text me back. unbloc k my email too thanx

<bokuto3: okay bye i luv u to the moon and back

<bokuto3: i'd do anything for u baby pls jyst talk to me again and i'd even swallow hot coals if you asked pls pls pls

<bokuto3: i love you

you: give bokuto his phone back. get back to practice. bye.

<bokuto3: LOVE OF MY LIFE

<bokuto3: NO Y/N PLEASE I MISS YOU SO MUCH DON'T GO

you pocket your phone with a sigh, ignoring the way it continually buzzes with with messages and spam texts, probably just of atsumu professing his undying love for you and grovelling. pretty standard of him after an argument so intense that you had to walk out on before things escalated to places you would regret.

you can't deny that you miss him too, and it's been less than 24 hours since you saw him last.

in fact, you literally saw him this morning when sending him off to practice with a grumbled 'have a good practice' after he kissed over your forehead with a lightness rivalling a feather. a gentleness typically unseen from him.

really, the blond setter was just terrified of irritating you further.

then when you got up half an hour later, you're not pleased to see how atsumu was spamming you with messages, all conveying the messages he was scared of saying earlier. things like 'i love you', 'can't wait to go home to you', or 'did you see the photo of osamu's cat i sent'.

it's sweet, really; he is, but when you're still a little hurt from the harsh exchange you had last night, you didn't want him blowing up your phone this early in the morning.

so your only solution for a peaceful morning was to block him apparently.

something that clearly did not sit well with him because he then started spamming your socials and your emails with protests. did he not have practice to get to? where was all this time coming from?

you blocked him on those platforms too from the goodness of your heart because you had a feeling that he was skipping warmup in order to text you. if he pulled a muscle during practice, you don't want to begin imagining what a pain he'd be to look after.

glancing around the park you were currently strolling through to clear your mind, you only get a second to breathe when your phone starts buzzing again. this time, with a call notification from bokuto.

picking up, you immediately assume that it's atsumu who is bothering you after suffering the blows of how hard you've been ghosting him.

"atsumu for the love of-"

you're cut off of your own sentence when you hear somewhat muffled voices in the background.

"damn you messed up big time!" comes hinata's bubbly voice. you can indistinctly hear someone agreeing in the background- bokuto?

"stop rubbing it in!" atsumu exclaims, whining. you can picture him in your head right now, slouching against the wall as he deflates with each reminder of his mistake.

bokuto must have pocket-dialed you. you're about to hang up until you hear:

"how about you stop being miserable? your relationship with y/n will be fine as long as you apologise, this isn't the end of the world," lectures sakusa.

"for you maybe! ah already feel like y/n's slipping away from my grasp," cries your boyfriend. "and y/n is my world. so really, it does feel like the end of the world."

"you know what they say. love kills," mutters bokuto.

"literally no one has ever said that," sakusa deadpans.

"someone's probably said it."

"well if love does kill can it hurry up with atsumu?"

the dark-haired's simple statement makes you laugh, one that bursts suddenly before you have to cover your mouth from shame, hoping that it didn't disturb anyone.

"hey!" atsumu huffs before you can hear him groan dramatically again. except something's telling you that this isn't for show. "can't ya show a little sympathy to the guy who is having the worst time of his life? my partner doesn't even want to talk to me! i might as well rot right here and now."

"don't do that!" protests bokuto. "i'm sure y/n isn't as mad as you think. just talk to-"

"-what do you think i've been doing this whole time? i've been grovelling-"

"-no, you've been a bitch. i don't think telling y/n to 'text you back' counts as a proper apology."

the setter 'hmphs' and you can imagine the way he's crossing his arms. atsumu never did lose that immature side of him, but he tries, and you adore him for it. "is proclaiming my love not enough?"

"you can say 'i love you' to everyone, idiot, and you can confess your undying adoration for y/n any time. you do it on a regular basis anyways, atsumu, you don't need to double down on it just because you had an argument-"

"-but i'm scared that y/n will forget!"

the blond's outburst stuns everyone into silence. you hear a sniffle.

"what if i'm not worth the time? sometimes i get really scared that y/n might pack up and leave me because there's someone better out there. someone more patient and less of a hassle?"

it's so painfully silent, but each word that atsumu mutters is like a knife to your heart. how long has he felt this way?

hinata is the first to break the awkwardness. "c'mon man, you're literally high school sweethearts. i don't think you have anything to worry about."

"yeah, you're being silly right now, tsum-tsum!" bokuto agrees. "after all this time together, i think y/n has a reason to stay with you!"

"apart from my dashing good looks?"

"stupidity is temporary. get better soon," sakusa grumbles.

"omi-omi you're so mean!"

you hang up the call when you hear atsumu's chirpy tone again, unable to stop a smile from appearing on your own face. so long as he was happy, you were too.

that's what happens when you're soulmates, you suppose.

it's the same soulmate bond responsible for the fact that you were currently waiting outside the gym where msby practices were held, impatiently leaning against a small pole as you pass time on your phone.

then, just as you look up to check if anyone has left the building, your heart stops at the sight of a familiar faux-blond, animatedly chatting to one of his teammates. but when he meets your gaze, it takes him less than a fraction of a second to charge towards you.

instead of bracing for impact, you open your arms for him to tackle into, an offer he takes immediately.

as you both stumble backwards from the momentum, atsumu revels in your laughter and cherishes the feeling he gets knowing that everything is okay between you two. you chose to greet him after practice, you chose to go the somewhat inconvenient route all the way to his gym, you chose him and he hopes you never consider another option again.

and you won't. atsumu loves too hard and too well, warming you from the inside out to defrost any pain the coldness of life might leave you with. although he sometimes gets insecure about this overbearing trait of his, you get to show him each time just how beautiful it is; to wear your heart on your sleeve and love the world for what it is.

to love you for who you are.

"i'm sorry," he begins. "for what ah said last night, i was a real dick."

you smile. "well if you're really sorry, you'd let me take you out for some food, right?"

"only if it's your favourite."

"okay, sap. let's go then."

you think you hear atsumu whisper a 'thank you for letting me love you' before pulling him away.

#i wrote this while fighting for my life evidently #enjoy/?? i think???? idrk...#atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x you #atsumu x you #miya atsumu fluff #miya atsumu fic #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #hq x reader #hq memes #hq drabble #atsumu fluff

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sir-kuroo · 9 months

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 ♡ MIYA ATSUMU

as the class president, it's your duty to talk sense into ATSUMU about the porn magazine you confiscated from him that's...until one thing leads to another

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 ⋮ f!reader, pwp, creampie, classroom sex, 69, fingering, cunnlingus, L-bomb

“Hey, iinchou...” Atsumu greeted as he closed the classroom door behind him. “It’s already late, ya know? You can just give that to me during practice.”

You shot him a stern and disappointed look. He gulped. He knew he won’t get away without another earful from you.

“I can’t believe you! Looking at dirty stuff like this during class? Do you know what could happen if the teacher finds out...”

He scoffed. “I doubt they’ll never let me play volleyball.”

Atsumu was supposed to view the magazine at home, but he got excited and took a little peek. He was too thrilled to find that the latest issue was filled with preppy and co-ed looking AV idols in school uniform that he didn’t notice you glaring behind him.

You grimaced. “You’re hopeless.”

He sighed.

All the girls at Inarizaki treated him like a celebrity. Tch! Yet the look on your face when you saw him with that magazine made him feel like he’s a convict, a criminal, a disgustin’ piece of human being.

Yeah, right. He got it. You’re the class president and you’re just basically overdoing your job when it comes to him. It ain’t even your fault. He even voted for you, because you’re... He blushed.

Why was he even thinkin’ ‘bout ya! What he should be focusin’ on right now was how to get that magazine back so he could have some good stuff before bedtime.

“C’mon now. It’s late. I don’t have time for this. They’re even turnin’ the lights off.”

Even so, the lamps were on over the running track outside shedding a little light on your profile as you stood by the window.

“You’re not even taking me seriously.” Your brows knitted together. Atsumu clenched his fist. You’re makin’ things difficult for him...

“What? Tell me...You wanna bring that home? I get it. I get it. Fine, all yers. I didn’t think ya have it in ya, iinchou.”

You blushed! “W-What do you mean- I- Hey! I’m not into this kind of stuff!”

He tried to control his grin. You’re really making it hard for him. He can’t help it when you’re this cute.

“I have a lot at home. If you want, I can share some-”

“You’re such a pig!” You slammed the magazine in his face. “I don’t want anything to do with this and you!”

“Did’ya just call me a pig? Did’ya even know how much patience I’ve been puttin’ up wit’ ya?” Atsumu stepped forward, cornering you.

He’s visible now. You gulped. Gosh, he’s freshly showered. Smells good. So handsome.

You were just speechless as he continued his nagging. “I could just easily ignore ya, y’know? I could easily shut you up. Yer even takin’ too much of my practice time! I could easily bully you, yet I don’t cuz I have a crush on ya-”

Atsumu stopped but it’s too late. Your eyes widened at his revelation.

“That’s...not a good joke.” You whispered with a saddened gaze. Was he playing with your feelings, now?

“It...ain’t a joke.” Making you sad was the last thing he wanted. He took a deep inhale and looked away shyly. “Truth is...half of the rules I break was just to get yer attention...”

You gulped and felt your face heating up. Your chest rose up and down as you caught your breath. You couldn’t believe the day would come when you’d be hearing this from him.

“I know I annoy you a lot.” You started, looking away in embarrassment. “But I only keep a close eye on you because I want to support you. I want you to keep doing what you love and-”

The next thing you know he’s already cupping your face. Your lips overlapped with his while you closed your eyes, surrendering in the kiss. His tongue started massaging yours and you held onto his shoulder as he had an arm firm around your frame.

He released your lips, shifting his focus on your neck. Your breath got caught in your chest as he tasted and suck on your skin. His mouth on your neck was building heat in btween your legs. Your bodies pressed even closet together, craving more contact. You felt something bulging between the both of you while he slid your school blazer off.

“Iinchou, I wanna...touch...” He begged.

You blushed. “Y-You’re asking that when you’re already taking my blouse off.”

“’m sorry…” he’s not. He pulled up your bra and revealed your bare breasts. “Fuck…” he breathed out and filled his hand with your flesh, fondling. “So soft…”

You breathed heavily while he couldn’t take his eyes off your squishy tits. He dry gulped and took one into his mouth.

“Aaahh…” You let out, feeling the sensation as his tongue toyed around your nipple. He pulled it up and popped it free, watching it jiggle at the release.

“Ugh, can’t take it!” He let out, panting.

You watched with a hazy gaze as Atsumu stepped backwards, pushing two tables together. With his strong arm, he scooped you up and transferred you there, placing you atop the desk.

He tugged your panties down and you gave your consent by lifting your hips to help him take it off. He sat on a chair and opened your legs wide. “Ya look so juicy…” He whispered and started licking your pussy.

“Aaahhh…Tsumu…” You moaned as he continuously lapped your folds and clit up and down. Your pussy felt so soft and puffy against his tongue it’s making him wanna eat you more and more. Your hips uncontrollably rolled while he had his hands firm on your thighs to hold you down. “Tsumu…”

He freed your pussy from his mouth and stood up as soon as he sensed you’re about to reach your peak. “I wanna see yer face as you cum.” You just stared at him clueless until he slid two fingers inside you. Your back arched as his digits pushed in and out. Gosh, you’re so gooey under his touch that his cock was getting heavier. It didn’t take long until you’re writhing around him. Your mouth parted as you softly moaned, reaching your peak.

And that…that was what orgasm felt like. You heaved, bewildered. Catching your breath, he leaned forward to engulf you in a kiss. You soon heard the sound of metal clacking, which you figured was his belt.

“Can I?” He asked.

You blushed and nodded your head. He swiped his tip against your slit to lubricate himself. You readied yourself, holding onto his strong biceps. Slowly, he eased inside you. You both let out a moan when your pussy swallowed the entirety of him in. You teared a little. He’s big that you never imagined someone his size could fit your little hole.

You remained still, panting.

“Are ya okay?” He asked.

You nodded your head. “I’m okay now. You can move.”

“It’s our first time. I’ll be slow.” He lovingly said as he began pulling out and pushing in a tempered tempo. Gradually, it starting to feel really good like an odd kind of massage wherein it was his cock inside your folds.

You let out a moan of pleasure and Tsumu increased his pace. Oh gosh, you never knew sex would feel this good. This great. Your hips now matching his penetration.

“Y/N…” he breathed out, pumping skillfully that your juices overflowed from your vagina.

You held onto the edge of the table for leverage as Atsumu’s movements were becoming more pronounced. Accidentally, your eyes travelled to the floor and saw the porn magazine you confiscated from him. You couldn’t believe it you’re in the same exact position as the idol from the magazine’s page.

Atsumu didn’t fail to notice.

“Ya know, that magazine was yer fault anyway!” He mercilessly slammed his dick deep inside you.

“Mhmn! T-Tsumu?” You breathed out.

“I only buy those so I can imagine fuckin’ ya in this uniform! In this very position!” He said as he began pounding faster.

“Aaaahhh! Tsumu…”

“Yer the only person I wanna fuck! Dammit! I’m dyin’ to have ya in every way!” Tsumu plunged in deep, his tip kissing your womb.

“S-so rough…Wait- Tsumu…”

He’s screwing you like crazy that the tables started squeaking and swaying.

His eyes were shut and his brows were knitted together as he cried out all the lewd things he wanted to do to you. “You…Against the chalkboard! Fuck! And yer mouth…around my cock under the table!”

“Tsumu….” You moaned, your mind going blank.

“Best of all…on this desk! On my desk!” He thrust harder and faster.

Your legs reflexively wrapped around his waist to meet your orgasm. “Aaahhh…aahhh…I-I’m coming!”

You reached for him and clasped your hands at the back of his neck. Your gazes met and you mindlessly uttered, “I love you, Tsumu.”

He bit his lip and whimpered. You squeezed him up, while you both moved your hips in a frenzy, as you two come down.

“Iinchou…Y/N, I love you too.” Atsumu murmured against your shoulder as he cradled you. You reveled in the moment until you felt something dripping down your thigh.

“…”

“I-I’ll take full responsibility. I swear! It’s just…ya said ya love me and I lost it.”

“How can we be so careless?” You pinched and pulled his cheek. “I can’t believe I allowed it without giving much thought.” You sighed.

“I mean what I said though.” He looked you in the eye. “Yer the only person I’d wanna fuck from now on.”

Atsumu grinned his foxy grin the kind that always made your heart stop and, now, your pussy wet. He inched closer, noses touching and soon you found yourselves making out.

“Mhmn!” You were surprised to feel him grow and harden inside you again.

“Just one more, please.” He pleaded until you couldn’t even remember how you got yourselves on the floor and with your hand around his dick and with him beneath you as he inspected your pussy.

Gosh, who knew his cock would be as pretty as him. The tip blushing perfectly that you couldn’t help but move your tongue around it. Your hand stroke up and down to stimulate his shaft while his moans encouraged you to do better and devour his full-length.

“Damn…so sexy. Yer so damn sexy. A lot better than my hand when I imagine you do that.” He exhaled as the heat in him rose. No fair, he’s about to cum. Not yet. “Ya seem to enjoy your meal there…” His hands started caressing your ass. “Now, what do we have here?” His thumbs parted the lips of your pussy to reveal your folds and he dove right in, eating you out like a hungry fox.

You whimpered around his cock, which sent him shivers. He pulled his face away and replaced it with his fingers inside you. “Oh look at that…” He said through gritted teeth so hyped up as he fucked you with his digits. “Yer creamin’ around my fingers.”

“T-Tsumu, w-what’re you-mmnph-“ Your legs gave up and Tsumu held you firm, lifting your hips up as he aggressively plunged his fingers fast in and out you were screaming his name so loud as you cum.

Shit! That shit made him even harder his cock felt so heavy. “I…I need to cum.” He huffed with hungry eyes.

You both came and came endlessly that evening. You couldn’t even keep track anymore. Droplets of his cum even messed up the floor and several chairs and tables in the classroom as you two fucked like crazy over and over again. You couldn’t even remember how you ended up with your chest pressed against the blackboard and a leg hooked around his arm as he penetrated you deeply and thoroughly from behind.

“I…hah hah…I’m going crazy.” You said, as you became lightheaded with all the sex yet couldn’t help yourself. It felt too good that you didn't want it to end. It must be the hormones or the pent-up tension of always being at each other’s throats with you being the class rep and him being the attention-seeking mischievous classmate.

“Ugh…iinchou!” He exclaimed as he pressed you even harder against board, his cock going deeper. “I’m even crazier! I’m fuckin’ the class rep raw in the classroom against the blackboard after class!”

“Ohhhh…ahhh…Tsumu…I can’t anymore, please!” You cried as you came for the nth time.

“Iinchou…Y/N!” He hissed against your ear as he gave you bust his load inside you.

You both breathed out while he slid himself outside you. His cum spilled out of your pussy the moment he pulled his cock out.

“Crap, we got some cleaning to do.” You said as he pulled you in embrace and gave your cheek a sweet kiss.

“Lemme take care of that.”

It was already dark when Atsumu finished cleaning your mess and offered to walk you home. You never thought you’d be home late just because of your boyfriend.

“Did ya have fun, iinchou? Or…did I overdo it?” Tsumu asked.

“It was great, but yes. You overdid it.” You blushed. “All of that…in the classroom for my first time.” You wanted to hide your face in embarrassment. You never thought you’d be that lewd.

“It’s yer fault.” He pulled you in an embrace. “Yer very sexy back there.”

“Goddammit, Atsumu!”

He chuckled. “How ‘bout we…”

“After your practice match.” You firmly said, knowing what he’s about to suggest.

“What? But Y/N…that’s next week.” Tsumu whined.

You shot him a look. “Got any complaints?”

He sighed and pouted. “Nope, none.”

“Your magazine…where is it?” You asked, remembering where it all began.

Tsumu carefreely shrugged his shoulders. “Nah, I ended up usin’ it to wipe the floor. I ain’t gonna be needin’ that anyways.” You tilted your head in puzzlement. He whispered closely to your ear. “I already got ‘ya.”

You blushed further and he grinned. Oh, you could only imagine what your last year of high school with Atsumu got in store for you.

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lowkeyremi · 8 months

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That's my man atsumu x fem!reader

notes: I needed to write smthing for my baby's birthday. fwb tsumu does smthing to a me (it'll end up with getting together bc im silly like that), the samu ver is here

Content: slight language, slightly suggestive, fluff

He smiled at her with those sex eyes of his. Yes, he's giving them to her and not you. Atsumu makes everything so hot and cold, it's hard to tell with him.

She giggles and he laughs too, entertaining her for some pussy. The 'why' is something you will never understand, not when you've had that man down on his knees, eating you out like he was on death row and you were his last meal.

Your hope is that both of their stupid asses feel your heated glare towards them. They don't notice it though, mainly because you're best friend pulls you out of your thoughts.

"The sooner you get over him the sooner my life becomes easier." Your best friend jokes. Their attempts at lightening your mood are ineffective. How could you be in a better mood when the man of your dreams only wants sex from you? You want him, badly, but he doesn't want you.

This was something you were aware of before sleeping with him. Yet, you took it lightly, and now here you are, pouting over him being with another girl.

"I know, it's just-"

They cut you off, "'it's different between us, he treats me better than his other fucks.' I've already heard the whole shebang." Your friend rolls their eyes with a quick smirk.

"He's a college frat boy, there's no way he was serious if he said something in bed. It was probably to set the mood." You know they're right, you're just being delusional. You want your relationship to be something it's not.

The rest of your day was pretty foul. Just as you thought it couldn't get worse it did. You had to present your presentation, because your partner who was supposed to do it has covid, and your other partner is so bad with public speaking that she freezes up.

Your favorite coffee is the only thing that brings you some joy to your day. You're seated in your favorite booth at your favorite cafe. You take small sips and check your social media feed. It's then when you hear your name being called out.

You don't bother to turn to look because you know who it is. He sits at your booth, unaware of the anger you feel currently.

"Don't you have someone's pussy to be buried into?" You ask with venom.

Atsumu gives you that cute little chuckle, you hate it so much right now. It feels like a tear to your pride.

"Only if it's yers." He suggests with a smirk.

"I'm really not in the mood right now Atsumu, why don't you go entertain that girl from bio." Shit, know he'll know and tease you. He'll probably cut things off with you and-

"Oh her? I was just tryin' to get her to do my presentation, but she turned me down." He says casually. This is probably the only time you'll be thankful for Atsumu's obliviousness.

"I could have helped you with it." He knows you're smart, and he would have asked you...

"There was no way I woulda asked ya. You always make me do the work, and only give me commentary on my work." He says sighing. You watch as he places those big rough hands of his under his chin.

He's so pretty, volleyball has not failed him once. Even though some of your friends hate his hair; you think it's cute.

Those eyes, so pretty and brown draw you in to him. Also his muscles are just right, he's not too buff but he's also not thin to the point you can't see anything.

"Yeah, it's called improving. I really hope you didn't think you'd get through college with a pretty face and money. College isn't just one big party. At least not for me." You lecture and Atsumu listens, he always listens.

"For starters I do my work now, I ain't slept with a teacher since freshman year which was almost two years ago. Thank you very much." He replies to the shade you send his way.

"Anyway, what is it that you wanted?" You ask with a sigh.

"I wanted to check up on ya s'all. My cupcake seemed a lil' outta it today." Fuck his perceptiveness.

"Just tired is all." Atsumu's eyes narrow at your response. Why'd you think you could lie to one of the biggest liars you know?

"The way ya were acting today wasn't as much 'oh gee im tired' but more like 'my sweetie pie tsumu-bear hasn't been paying me any attention.'"

"If you knew, then why where you trying to force it out of me?" You roll your eyes and look back to your phone as to avoid his gaze and your embarrassment.

"I just wanted to hear ya say it because yer so cute." Atsumu is going to be the death of you. He annoys you to no end.

"Just so ya know, I ain't been sleepin' with anyone besides you, sweetheart."

"How do I know you aren't a big fat liar?" The way he smiles when you hiss at him has your heart melting. Why? Why you?

"I'd be an idiot to sleep with someone else when I got the most beautiful girl in my bed all the time." It's so sweet and sincere, his voice is honest you can tell. It feels like a weight has been lifted off your chest, and that Atsumu shaped hole in your heart is slowly being filled.

"Yeah? What're you trying to say, Tsumu?" You peek up from your phone screen to look at his dark eyes. It catches you off guard slightly, the way he looks at you, like you put the stars in the damn sky.

"I knew ya were kinda clueless but this is something else. I want ya to be my girl."He clarifies and you stop breathing for a second. When you'd fantasize about this you'd never thought his confession would be calm. Atsumu is loud and obnoxious, so this quiet, calmness has caught you off guard.

"Is that a question or a demand?" You ask.

"Not a question, m'already confident in ya wanting me." He's prideful and sometimes it sucks but right now.. it's so hot.

"Okay then, I'm yours." You whisper quietly trying to grasp what you've just said.

"Good, best decision you'll ever make, cupcake." Cockiness is laced in his tone and you roll your eyes.

"I said to stop calling me that," You finally drop your gaze back to your phone, but you aren't even paying attention to the dimly-lit screen. Your brain is exploding right now.

"You're my man now." It finally registers.

"Sure am."

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butterymangowrites · 13 days

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permanent fix

soulmate au + a/b/o

paring: alpha atsumu x fem beta reader

warnings: bullying, dub-con, atsumu is not nice, smut, slight breeding kink, biting, blood, choking, mirror sex, possessiveness, jealousy, alpha rut, atsumu talks shit, dramatic atsumu

word count: 2.2k

english is not my first language. please excuse any mistakes

Born as a beta, you never thought fate would toy with you by giving an alpha as your soulmate. Especially not one like Miya Atsumu, the one whom you went to school through college with and still having to see his face ever so frequently as if he had sworn to never let you live in peace.

For someone who made faces when seeing the lunchboxes your mom packed for you and proclaimed a beta was weak when you first presented at fifteen, Miya Atsumu couldn’t seem to detach himself from you.

So when you had a crush on one of your colleagues at twenty five, having his nose in your business as usual, Atsumu knew instantly.

“Another beta.” Lying comfortably on your couch, Atsumu scoffed. “Predictable.”

“Didn’t ask for your opinions.”

“I’m giving it anyway,” he said in a singsong voice, but his face was without mirth. “You can fuck whoever you want, but I’m getting my fix. That’s non-negotiable.”

Oh, yeah. His fix.

He patted his lap. “Come here.”

Then it all began again. Him cradling you in his lap, hands going all over, lips spilling hateful words.

‘Weak fucking beta.’ He would say. ‘Even Osamu got an omega soulmate. Makes me jealous as fuck.’

But then he would kiss you like the world might end tomorrow, doing everything opposite of what he said. This time was no different. His hot tongue was everywhere he could reach, acquainted itself with yours before leaving a wet trail down your neck.

You protested when he nipped a little too hard, scared he might leave marks. He did that once. The deep purple hickey you saw in the mirror after he left your apartment scared the shit out of you. A little more force and teeth could have broken the skin, and that thought caused chills to run all over your body. You didn’t want to bear his marks.

Yet, Atsumu didn’t care. He never did. His hands were now on your buttocks, squeezing hard through your thin pajama bottoms. He moved you to one of his thighs for better concentration. The hands on your butt now rolled your hips back and forth, to the point your moan finally slipped out of your tightly zipped lips and you forgot about the harsh nibbling on your neck.

“Go whore yourself out,” Atsumu whispered. “Like I fucking care.”

Same here, asshole.

You thought, didn’t say out loud.

Touching each other lifted the heavy weight in the heart caused by the act of not accepting the soulmate bond. Nothing more, nothing less. If not for this calling of intimacy both of you obliged to feel, he wouldn’t be here. You knew that. He said it way too many times.

Still, your cheeks were licked, your lips were tasted, neck wet with saliva. You felt like a prey about to be eaten every time he was close. Yes, he may not care. But he sure was possessive enough of things that were given to him.

Whenever you tried to wiggle out of his firm grasp, he tightened his fist. This time was the hardest you ever felt.

—

In more than twenty years of knowing each other, never once did Atsumu come to you when he had gone into rut. So when he called you two in the morning one week after his last fix, ordered you to pack a bag and tell your boss you would be on leave for a week, you were baffled. It was never more than kisses and touches with him. Your clothes were always intact and on. The idea of that being changed had you flat out saying no.

That didn’t stop Atsumu from coming to get you one hour later though. When he saw that you did nothing to get ready, his jaw was clenched. A split second later, he packed your bag himself, shoving clothes and toiletries in without any care. You were still in pajamas when the passenger door was slammed closed and he hit the gas.

—

There were reasons why betas are not for alphas. Physically, they were incompatible. Betas weren’t designed for alpha’s stamina, not to mention one in rut. At one point, you did not care to count anymore how many times you had blacked out. Fading in and out really fucked with your memory. All you remembered was the non-stop pounding, Atsumu’s breath against your face, and his uncharacteristic cooing, praising you as his good girl.

“Knew you were built for me.” The blond menace pulled on both of your wrists, never stopped his thrusting. “Let me knot you again, okay?” When you shook your head, face wet with tears, Atsumu shushed you softly. “Shhhhh. You can do it, I know you can.”

And you could. But it was not without pain.

“Shouldn’t have waited this long,” Atsumu said close to your lips. “You almost got away.”

He talked too much. But it would have been a big fat lie to deny that his words didn’t turn you on. That his vile confession didn’t affect you.

“Bold of you to even think I would let someone else touch you.” He sounded out of breath, closing to his end. “All the effort goes to waste. No no no no.”

You felt it coming, just seconds before. Then your whole body was taken by the waves of thrills and your whole vision turned white. Atsumu was not your first, but as if he was the harbinger of agony, it hurt when he first penetrated, hurt when he knotted. And when you felt a sharp sting at your sensitive neck, you knew he defied the rule of nature once again by marking you.

Fruitless. That was what it would be. Betas were not made for alphas. Mating bites did not forge any bond with the wrong person and would fade over time. But Atsumu had always been stubborn. One bite turned into two, three, then countless. All you felt was pain and the wetness of blood before darkness took your consciousness like the many rounds before.

—

The mating bites faded within two weeks, all except the first mark, proving to you that even biology could not win over destiny. Same went with all other beta-alpha soulmate couples out there after you had done some research. They were rare, but they were there. You shouldn’t have let Atsumu bite you. Should have known better that things could get weird when it came to soulmates. Now, he wouldn’t get off your ass, had the audacity to move his things to your apartment and yours to his, calling you his girlfriend in front of everyone and expecting to see you at his games.

You didn’t even like volleyball to begin with. And as you watched his magnificent tosses to any players he deemed to have high chances to score, you thought of a way to get out of his clutch.

He needed an omega, the correct designation he always longed for. Because even with all the protective caresses and the promise to never let you go, Atsumu was still mean. Like going back to the ninth grade when you put makeup on for the first time and he gave you the nastiest comment that made you go wash everything off in the school toilet, his words still stung badly when he chose to weaponize them.

‘Samu’s mate smells like she needs to be bred.’ He said that nonchalantly one day at Onigiri Miya, sitting side by side with you at the counter where his twin and his mate helped each other with cooking and serving the hungry athletes who were there to celebrate the day’s victory ‘Don’t know how he stands that. So sweet’

Hearing that made your conversation with Hinata pause. His steely gaze was the first thing you saw when turning to face ‘your boyfriend’.

It didn’t end there. For days Atsumu was in a devilish mood, his jabs that you knew most of them were meant to just rile you up for fun had become a real emotional harm. He still fucked you, make no mistake about that. And it was as devilish as his temper.

‘Too hard, Miya. Too hard.’ You still wouldn’t call him by his first name.

Veiny hands wrapped snugly around your neck, Atsumu only went faster after hearing that. The bathroom mirror was foggy with hot steam from the shower, but you could see enough. One of your legs was perched on the counter, allowing the view of his cock pistoning in and out of you, your breasts bouncing fast.

‘Would have been pregnant already if you were an omega.’ The sentence came out coated with his accent, thicker than normal, like he didn’t have full control of how he spoke. ‘But that’s alright. I can take my time with you. We’ll get there,’ he purred. ‘Still, what a shame, huh?’

Shame his ass for saying that and not letting you leave. ‘Go fuck an omega then.’

He smirked. Pissed you off. ‘Nah.’

As his toss to Sakusa scored a winning point, the loud cheer brought you back to the present. You saw Atsumu eyes staring up at you from the court below and knew what you had to do.

—

Getting an omega who wanted to spend a heat with Miya Atsumu was easy enough. Sending her up to your apartment where he was already there waiting for you was as simple. You drove away then, not far, stopping at your favorite 24-hour cafe because you needed somewhere to sit and waited for the first feedback from the omega girl. Half an hour later, you got a call.

The screen showed the female omega’s name. You picked up and said hello, expecting to hear that everything went well and that you could go find somewhere else to sleep for the next five nights.

But you only heard cries. Not of pleasure, just a full-blown crying with hiccups.

“Hey, are you okay?” you asked, frowning. “Talk to me. What happened?”

“He—he screamed—at me,” she spluttered, almost incoherently, “and only asked where you were.”

You cursed quietly, finally able to stop stirring the poor coffee you ordered without any interest in taking a sip. “Where is he now?”

“I don’t know,” she cried. “He left—after the screaming.” Her voice wavered all the more when she kept on trying to speak. “You had to see him. He looked murderous. There was not even a hello. He straight up shouted at me, accusing me of breaking in. When I tried to explain—mentioned you, his face was all red.” A hiccup interrupted the long babbling. “He said he was married to you and showed me the ring.”

You were not sure what crack Atsumu was on, but there was definitely no ring or marriage.

The call was still on when you heard the cafe’s door pushed open. And it was as if you saw the devil with your own naked eyes.

Atsumu walked in.

His strides declared no peace or mercy when he saw you, ignoring the greetings from the two night shift baristas.

Not wanting to cause a scene, you stood up, didn’t say anything when he put his hand on your shoulder and led the way out.

The drive was silent. Your car was left at the parking lot near the cafe, you would have to come and get it as soon as you could before the parking fee turned as murderous as him. When asked where he was going, he answered solemnly, “My place. Yours stinks.”

You just knew it was going to be a long night.

—

Atsumu was the one who got the car out for you the next morning since he was the one who could still walk without wobbling. The sheets you slept on were rumpled. They reeked of cum.

You reeked of cum.

‘You think you’re so funny?’ he asked, knowing you couldn’t answer with his cock occupying your mouth but did it nonetheless ‘You wanted me to fuck her? What was going on in that pretty little head?’

He pulled you by the nape of your neck before pushing your head down, forcing your throat to take more of him till you felt the urge to gag.

‘I thought we had an understanding, baby,’ he said, finally relenting his grip on your head. ‘No whoring yourself out.’ Then he stressed, ‘And no whoring me out. I’m yours.’

‘Do you understand?’

You only nodded.

‘Words.’

‘Yes, Miya.’

‘Atsumu,’ he said, looking like he wanted to throw up. ‘You’re not fucking my brother. Don’t make me imagine that. Call me Atsumu.’

‘Yes, Tsumu.’

Looked like you delivered. Atsumu grinned from ear to ear. ‘Good girl. My best girl.’

That was last night.

A warm kiss to the cheek woke you again, must have dozed off after Atsumu left, but those scenes were not a dream. You heard him whisper,

“I got your car. Parked it at your place.”

He looked like he got a ten-hour sleep while you could not move a limb without feeling sore. Not fair. And the way he looked so good in sheep’s clothing, his wolf’s skin all hidden. Not fair at all.

“Shower.” Your voice was hoarse, but you got the message through. That was good enough.

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dirty talk - miya atsumu x reader

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Everyone in Atsumu’s life knew he had a big mouth. He was the guy who didn’t know when to shut up. And it annoyed the crap out of everyone. His friends, his teammates, his twin brother. However, you had never once complained about it.

When you first said you didn’t really mind Atsumu’s lack of filter, everyone was rightfully shocked. Osamu had questioned you on multiple occasions about it (“how do you fight the urge to just deck him across the face?”) and Suna had straight up declared you a psycho (he was being dramatic, of course). You had a feeling that if they knew exactly why you loved Atsumu running his mouth, they would never look at you the same.

You looked on at your boyfriend right now, eyes shining with adoration and pure lust as you watched him fall apart at the feeling of your pussy clinging to his cock in a death grip.

“H-ha~” Atsumu’s moan was high and broken, his hair disheveled and matted to his forehead by sweat, red flush covering his cheeks, his neck, all the way down to his bare chest. His arms flexed when he gripped your thighs hard, pushing them further up to rest on either sides of your torso, bending you in half. You sighed when it made his dick hit deeper in you, and Atsumu cursed.

“B-baby, fuck.” His voice sounded so wrecked, you were sure you could cum just from that. “Pumped ya full of loads of cum and yer still tight as hell. God, yer so perfect. Pussy made just fer me, yeah?”

You moaned at the words and nodded furiously, the slow slide of his cock growing torturous. He was throbbing inside you, balls tight and ready for him to cum again. Your pelvis was covered in your own juices and his cum, your legs wobbling and shaking in his hold. Your core was tingling with overstimulation, but you wanted more, more, more.

“Tsumu.” you gasped, trying to convey to him what you needed. Your tear filled eyes saw his own face stretch with a wide smirk.

“Whatcha want? Another load? Ya want more cum?” His voice dropped low, eyes like molten earth, burning into you. He leaned over you, resting his weight on you, before he pulled back to slam his hips down hard against you. You yelped when he hit your sweet spot.

“You greedy slut. How much more ya want? Yer spillin all over the place. Can’t even hold this much cum in ya. But ya still want it. Fine, then. Princess gets what princess wants.”

And there was his mouth, running and running, words getting filthier and filthier, slurring together as he picked up the pace. His thrusts were getting more and more sloppy, quicker, desperate. You could feel, for the thousandth time, the knot in your lower stomach tightening. You were so close.

“Make a mess on me, baby. C’mon. Need ta feel ya gush all over me. I know you have it in ya. I know what this sweet pussy can give me. Ya want my cum? Gimme yer cum first, sweetheart. C’mon. Milk my cock-”

And you toppled over the edge, feeling more and more wetness coat your thighs and his hips, babbling nonsensical words while Atsumu talked about how good you looked and how fucking amazing it feels and oh god, he was gonna cum too….

Miya Atsumu’s big mouth came in handy sometimes. The people in his life just didn’t know that.

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Complete Haikyuu smaus

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Atsumu Miya x reader

Match point (Summary: Seven years ago you moved to the Hyōgo prefecture, met two demon twins, and regretted every decision you made since. Osamu and Atsumu aren’t going away no matter how much you beg. Maybe, giving in and being their manager will finally shut them up….)

so... what do you say(After finding your fiancé you have been with many years cheating on your best friend. You tried to confront them but they never showed up…So what do you do? You drink at the bar trying to figure out what to do. And who else there to help you if not the good looking stranger you met at the bar?)

Don't Miss Me (you, not big on relationships? who would’ve thought, besides everyone who’s ever met you. for years, your friends have always seen how commitment-phobic you are, and it’s bled into every relationship you’ve had. and once you meet college volleyball player, atsumu miya, it becomes very hard to stick to these morals. especially when all the two of you do is sarcastically flirt. however, just maybe, he’ll get through to you and become your shooting sta)

How to fall in love (summary : maybe trying to get your crush, Miya Osamu, who you’ve been crushing on ever since first year to fall in love with you wasn’t exactly the smartest plan… especially if Miya Atsumu was behind it all.)

all i want for christmas (Rumi Miya has only ever wanted one thing for as long as she could remember. A Mother. Being the child of Atsumu Miya has made her dream nearly impossible with all the fake women trying to snatch her papa up)

osamu miya x reader

plug walk (in honor of your friends birthday your friends and you all decided to get high. buying the drugs from no other than osamu miya. the most attractive dealer you’ve ever laid eyes on.)

were good(are we)(Osamu is getting married, and he’s fine with it, until he isn’t, and the first thing he does when leaving the venue is hiding and getting drunk. Naturally, nothing good can come out of this.)

Ukai X reader

Coincidence? Let’s Hope It Is (The way it all started was by stealing a bunch of tomatoes, everything down spiraled from there.)

Suna Rintarō x reader

when world colide Synopsis: In which, Sakusa Kiyoomi’s sister, Y/n accidentally hits her childhood friend’s teammate with a softball when their batter missed her pitch. Will this miss lead to something more? or will just end with goodbyes?

Interact (Suna Rintarou, number #10 middle blocker on Inarizaki’s volleyball team, finds a semi-popular tiktok account, and is immediately attracted to the girl. But what he isn’t aware of, is how that girl goes to his school and he could’ve passed her atleast once in the halls.)

You’re everything (Suna was the best boyfriend you could ask for, after fighting with your inner demons that screamed you were ugly, worthless, and annoying. You finally decided to go the next step with your boyfriend, only to find out it was all a game)

Still(an awkward dinner brings y/n and her high school ex, suna rintarou, back together as friends. just friends, right?)

meet me in the hallway summary: oikawa tooru was a member of one of the most known boy-bands in all japan, ‘seijoh club’. but then, he wasn’t part of it anymore. why? no one knew one thing is for sure though, when suna rintaro and (l/n) (y/n) were looking for a lead singer for their band, they never thought the oikawa tooru would be interested in joining them.

club stupid SYNOPSIS - Club Stupid, an anonymous podcast meant for the dumb and dumbest to send in unspoken and nonsensical thoughts about issues they face in their day to day lives and for Y/n to speak out and give her opinions and feelings. Normal feelings though, nothing romantic like how she thinks this lazy guy with questionable hair in the volleyball club is actually pretty cute.

swipe left summary: where suna and y/n both coincidentally at the same time makes a bet. both of which relates to them having a date, where’s a better place to find that someone than a dating app online?

instant boyfriend summary: Y/N has always been known for being shameless, single, and eccentric. when her friend, oikawa, discovers an app for finding a boyfriend, it seemed as if all her problems vanished—but here's the gist; her boyfriend is a robot? yet human at the same time? kinda?

INDIRECTS summary : in which you & suna rintarō are table partners, now turned best friends, who are desperate for something more between each other & are cluelessly making indirect posts about each other without even knowing.

harts cut (when Karasuno and Inarizaki hospitals are forced to merge, Karasuno’s fifth year residents are the least happy for it to happen. If it was only the merger though, you thought)

match maker (Y/N L/N an overworked chief secretary who has no time for relationships or anything of the sort nowadays. But, when she’s met with her best friend downloading an app for just the thing she doesn't have time for. She grieves, matchmaking was already a scam, what’s the point of finding love anyways?)

love is not for everyone (after years of not talking to each other, your childhood best friend decided to reach out again, how will everything go?)

reconecting (you meet tons of people during your lifetime, most will come and go, but one person seemed to make an impact—only to leave your life out of the blue. but you believed that if they aren’t dead yet, you’ll always meet them again. no matter the circumstances.)

Lovers rock(When a guy asks for your number, you sternly insist on a condition that leads to unexpected love.)

I wanna be yours(Y/N is a small business owner, offering her services not only as a designer but an at-home makeup artist and cosmetic producer as well. She's perfectly content with her small life when she's approached by the manager of the INARIZAKI band, asking for her to fill the position of backstage artist on short notice. Needing the money, and wanting the experience, Y/N agrees. Little does she know of the fatal attraction she will share with the band's lead, Suna Rintarou.)

Affairs in Managing (Inarizaki is in need of a manager and luckily, someone rose up to the challenge. It is said that they are unpredictable, but there’s something unexpected that happens.)

AS IF (what you want is what you get. thats how its always been for you growing up. but the one time you let time and destiny do it’s thing, surprise, surprise! it’s not how you want it to be. maybe you‘re just clueless on how things should play out without having it your way)

Kenma x reader

Love is hard for a gamer(When a rumor spreads saying that Kozume Kenma rejected a girl, all of his friends start marking fun of him; implying that he will never have a girlfriend if he keeps playing games. To prove his friends wrong, Kozume and y/n —the manager of the volleyball team—, start pretending that they are dating. But when one of them catches feelings… What will happen to their friendship?)

Chose unlimited (kenma kozume is a successful streamer and youtuber who honestly prefers his alone time but when you crash into his life, literally, will he end up falling for you?)

Mute(𝕤𝕪𝕟𝕠𝕡𝕤𝕚𝕤: enroute to being a neurosurgeon, y/n l/n doesn’t have time for fun, let alone dating. after her friends set her up on a blind date gone wrong, she comes face 2 face with none other than her date’s best friend. her world flips on axis, and suddenly she has no idea how her brain works, or love-at-first-sight)

whats a ibff (Y/N is a shy youtube gamer from Fukuoka who becomes friends with a group of youtubers from Tokyo that she met online. Kenma is a youtube gamer and twitch streamer from Tokyo who happens to be friends with one of Y/N’s internet friends. The two meet online through their mutual friend.)

Mincraft bed(truthfully despite playing minecraft everyday all day, you had never played bedwars. not because it wasn’t interesting but because you were terrible at competitive games, of course shoyo didn’t know that upon asking you to play. but i mean can you really be mad at shoyo when it lead you to him?)

「 sᴡᴇᴇᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀᴘᴘʟᴇ ᴘɪᴇ 」 (❝ Yn owner of a rising bakery cafe. One day a pudding head boy enter with his close friend looking for an apple pie. What will their future bring them when they keep meeting? ❞)

network love (this ones sad)(for Y/N, working for Bouncing Ball Corp. has been amazing. the salary is high, her co-workers are all genuinely kind and fun to hangout with, and lastly, her boss is hot as fuck. everything’s been good until she accidentally sends the wrong file—a file filled with her impromptu lingerie shoot.)

digging straight down (AFTER BREAKING the number one minecraft rule who knew you’d be pining after the one guy who made fun of you for it)

online friend(Y/N L/N is an anonymous gamer by the name of Sage that resides outside of Japan. While playing one day, they become friends with Kenma which leads to being dragged into his rambunctious friend group. With interactions becoming more frequent, Y/N is faced with decision of trusting their new friends and the conflicts of living miles away.)

fix it(You’re a second year at Nekoma with a burning passion to fix whatever is broken and finding out why it’s broken. One day, Kenma accidentally breaks his switch and needs help fixing it. One broken item that needs fixing is what you do best, so you help Kenma out. What else needs fixing?)

three step plane (With Kodzuken’s fans speculating about his relationship status, his friends start shipping him with Y/n. Falling in love is a three step plan, right?)

blind date ( as a youtuber, you see it as your job to be kind to everyone like you on the platform. however, one by the name of kodzuken continously pushes your buttons and has now been labeled your archenemy. but, what happens when the person your friends set you up on a date with, turns out to be the man who’s impartial attitude makes you want to rip your hair out?)

MY FAVORITE delete me from your contacts (Being a girl gamer has never been easy especially on a male dominated platform like twitch. Deemed as a mere e-thot by the masses, you never let the petty hate get to you. That was until the famous streamer, kodzuken, decided to call you another lazy, gamer wannabe. )

mr hotshot ceo (y/n is an outgoing and bubbly girl who just landed a job as a secretary for bouncing ball corp. kenma kozume, ceo of bouncing ball corp, works secretly as a gaming youtuber and streamer under the name kodzuken. after a miscommunication and y/n learns the truth about kenma both their worlds collide. what does fate have in store for these two?)

your voice (when kenma kozume met (y/n), he saw you as someone who was far different than him, but as he got to know you better, he was beginning to think that he actually has a chance. or maybe not?)

friends with benefits ()

thanks alot cupid (the worst part of having a secret crush on yn kuroo, in kozume kenma's case, is that she's one of his close friend's ex and his childhood friend's sister. although y/n makes it clear she harbors deep feelings for the blonde, the two reasons that restrict kozume from making any moves, don't necessarily limit her, “no tetsu, I do not have a crush on your best friend aka my ex-high school situationship aka my recent ex’s best friend… but if I said I did what would the consequences be?” summaries aren't my best suit but wtvr)

Beta tester (Y/N L/N is a popular mangaka)

Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader

i lysol you(the miya twins younger sister leaves for tokyo in order to join the junoir national gymnastics team while also studying at itachiyama institute )

heart on the ice (It’s the perfect start to your debut senior figure skating season, until it’s not. A minor run in with Sakusa Kiyoomi has you in hot water in the figure skating world, and the only solution is to pair with the Ice Prince himself and skate in pairs. Sparks will fly as you constantly butt heads with Sakusa, and you see your season melt away. Can you save your season before it’s too late? Or will Sakusa ruin any chance you have of becoming a Senior World Champion?)

Tempura (Yoomi Yum is a five star restaurant that has received nothing but positive reviews. It’s spotless clean, the service is great, the food is amazing! Owner and head chef Sakusa is proud of his restaurant, so when he received a bad rating from YN LN, a well-known food critic, he was shocked. Now he’s determined to change her mind using social media and his talent.)

It was never meant to be easy (y/n is Bokuto’s childhood friend who doesn’t take anyone’s shit. what happens when she crosses paths with someone who is very much the opposite of her? will they match or will it be easier to walk away? )

Sold out (Summary: Sakusa didn’t noticed that he ran out of masks. He immediately went to his favorite and only drug store to purchase a box, but when he asked for some, they told him that someone bought all the masks. He wanted to ask about who the culprit is so he can email them for being inconsiderate, what he didn’t know was that the said person rans a science channel with their friend)

caramel frap (in which sakusa kiyoomi tries not to fall in love with the girl who spilled her favorite drink on him; or sakusa being your breakfast buddy until you realize your feelings and eat together for every meal)

Secrets(Y/N L/N is the new manager of the MSBY Black Jackels volleyball team. With learning to deal and adapt to the many differing personalities, the team may discover that they have a secret of their own.)

why try (smau in which y/n’s sister and sakusa’s brother are set up with an arranged marriage and both y/n and sakusa being sworn enemies, desperately try to cut off this marriage, but during their attempt—both families and friends learn a little something about them)

lost bet ([y/n] has just lost a bet to one of her best friends, Kuroo. The deal was the loser had to do something chosen by the winner. What will Nekoma’s captain choose? But, why?)

figer it out (Sakusa Kiyoomi tended to avoid a number of things: germs, crowds, his teammates, and interviews. He preferred his life out of the limelight. When rumors spring up about his love life, keeping his fiancée a secret becomes a whole lot harder.)

i am the father (You and Sakusa have started dating on the second year of high school. On your 4th year of dating and second year of college, you found out you were pregnant. You were in a crisis. You were only 20 and didn’t know anything about motherhood. Worst case scenario, your boyfriend didn’t want kids.Your solution? Run away from Kiyoomi Sakusa. Raise the kid on your own. Never meet the child’s father ever again.That was your plan.You were doing great on your own, until you find out that Komori, the cousin of your ex, lives next door.)

tsukishima x reader

Doodles(Kuroo Y/n was finally moving onto University, happy to be attending the same on as her brother and that it was so close to all her other friends Universitys. What she didn’t expect was for her brother’s poor attempts to set her up with one Tsukishima Kei.)

Dorm buddies (you’re in need of a new dorm buddy because your current roommate sucks and tsukishima kei might just be the perfect candidate.)

Salty daddy (You decided to call your relationship over to focus on your career only to realize you were pregnant. About to tell him the good news and fix broken ties, you saw Tsukishima with another girl, unexpectedly happy despite your break up Leaving him was your choice. Surely it was challenging to raise a kid on your own. And when your boss gave you a promotion, you grabbed the opportunity Things were getting better, only to realize your job is being an accountant on the museum where Tsukishima is working. In addition to this, your son won’t stop saying ‘papa’ upon seeing his father’s pictures. )

Drums+acohal≠love(y/n who works as a bartender in a small bar in tokyo met a man who has been coming in for 3 days, what will happen if their life entangle with eachother? will they be lovers or will their relationship be just a one night stand?)

5000 miles away(you moved to America when you were ten years old. every year you visit Japan for a short while and at the eighth year, you meet the son of your parents’ old college friends, Tsukishima Kei. )

Oh my god they were roommates(when tsukishima’s best friend yamaguchi moves out of his way too expensive apartment, tsukki finds himself in need of a new roomie. when he replies to your tweet, he expects a quiet girl who keeps to herself but instead he gets you. will you be able to break down tsukishima’s walls or will you be forced to stand on the outside, looking in?)

make mistakes (after your soulmate first heard your music he dreaded the day youd meet, on the other hand you dreamed of the day youd finally meet them. surely the universe doesnt make mistakes when matching up soulmates… right?)

number neigbor (IN WHICH you’re bored out of your mind one night and upon scrolling through twitter, you’ve come across hilarious interactions with people’s number neighbors. Curious on what the hype was all about, you end up texting your number neighbor. Completely expecting some random middle aged stranger, you’ve actually come across a cute guy that’s your age and lives in the same city. The only downside is that he possibly hates your guts)

bread talks (when your mother tells you to deliver some leftover bread to the young man living above your family bake shop, you never expect to make a complete fool out of yourself. but things happen, and maybe, some small accidents were actually meant to be— just not in the way you expected.)

are you worth it (don’t get tsukishima wrong–he wasn’t extremely fond of anyone that wasn’t yamaguchi, even so, yamaguchi could be a pain. so nonetheless, he has his suspicions about sugawara’s little-first-year cousin, no matter how cute she is.)

kia (At a young age your parents dropped you off at your cousin’s house and left for business. Your cousin being Tadashi Yamaguchi. You two grew closer than ever from the time you were there. At the age of 10 you were sent back home to your parents and moved schools. Then at 15, you enrolled at Karasuno High, reuniting with your childhood friend and meeting some new ones.)

hate to love you (you, Tsukishima, and Yamaguchi have been friends ever since you were all seated next to each other in high school. So when some dude at your school starts to bug you by constantly asking you out and not understanding the word NO, they were the first people you told. Tsukishima and Yamaguchi help to plot a way to keep this creep away from you.)

play date (kicked out of her home with no place to go, y/n is forced to move into her family friend’s home, who coincidentally is also the family of tsukishima kei, the boy who denied her confession.)

love is time(Amidst the turbulence of new adolescence and figuring out their path in life, nude model Y/N L/N somehow gets caught up in the drama of Tsukishima Kei's life. Although they're at each other's throats, the two both know when life throws you a curveball sometimes you've just got to roll with the punches. They've got plenty to learn from each other, willingly or not. Besides, they'll fall in love in time.)

It’s nothing special (The life of a singer is not as glamorous as it seems. Sure, there is the fame and the fortune but what no one ever talks about is what happens behind the scenes or rather, behind the screens.)

kuroo x reader

serotnin (Chemistry student Tetsuro Kuroo has a huge crush on creative studies y/n who he meets thanks to his long time best friend Kenma.)

Gamer girl(summary: y/n and her four friends are known as one of the most chaotic squads in youtube gaming history. even more chaos ensues when another squad joins in and streams with them.)

operation sweetheart (y/n l/n has been dating kuroo tetsurou for a year, but will a training camp that brings the pair back together actually tear them apart?)

A MODERN LOVE STORY (in which Y/N is a college student and youtuber just trying to enjoy life with her friends, and Kuroo is a part time model and full time suffering stem major trying to get by.)

Serotonin (Chemistry student Tetsuro Kuroo has a huge crush on creative studies y/n who he meets thanks to his long time best friend Kenma.)

Runaway Hearts Running, a perfect way to clear the mind and to get a good exercise in. Kuroo loves running in the early morning. But every morning he sees you on his route. And everytime the two of you compete to see who’s faster. Hearts are pounding and now it’s time to see who reaches the finish line first.

Keiji Akaashi x Reader

Frienemims(Akaashi was polite, yes, but even he had people that he didn’t really like. You were one of them. Not like you cared since you hated him too, but all of a sudden you were paired with him for a project. Now that’s when you care.)

akaashi x fem reader smau (Akaashi was polite, yes, but even he had people that he didn’t really like. You were one of them. Not like you cared since you hated him too, but all of a sudden you were paired with him for a project. Now that’s when you care.)

Count on Me Masterlist (Practice. Study. Prepare. Gigs. The band members of 3G are slowly getting a bigger and bigger fan base. In order to stay connected to their followers, they created social media accounts for their band but soon realized that they either sound really stupid or really serious. They weren’t sure if they could promote their music. That is until one of their friends managed to get them a marketing manager from the marketing department. Now YN, the new marketing manager, and Akaashi, the bassist, must work together to make the band grow. Can they count on each other?)

song for you (celeb! au. singer akaashi keiji isn’t too keen on relationships. when up and coming artist y/n moves into the apartment below him, will she be able to change that?)

jane austen and redbull(You’re desperately trying to juggle classes, teaching, and your dumb friends as you navigate grad school. When the opportunity of a lifetime pops up - a contract professorship that could change your career in academia - you and a co-teaching assistant go head to head for the position. He’s cold and calculated and definitely doesn’t respect your intelligence, but he’s also undeniably smart and, well frankly, hot)

Toru Oikawa x reader

Hit Me Up, Buttercup!(You are just stalking your favorite volleyball player, Oikaw Tohru, in his most active social media as usual when you finally got him to notice you. No one expected him to hit you up, buttercup!)

He loves me he loves me not (You’re Karasuno’s first-year manager, someone everyone thought would end up with Tobio because childhood friends win, right? Of course Oikawa would want to wrap you around his pretty finger the moment he knows that. Are his intentions pure and genuine? Of course not. Will you end up hurt? Most likely, though not for the reason you think. )

Hit it till it Barack’s (Y/n, 3rd year manager of the Karasuno Volley Ball Team along with Kiyoko, Very good manager but needs a little hyping up from her boys sometimes. She loves to bake and cook for the team, earning her the title of team mom. She gets all hyped up for the Aoba Johsai and Karasuno match, but when the worst happens, her least favorite player Tooru Oikawa hits her in the face with one of his powerful jump serves. How will this play out?)

Nonsense (you were oikawa tooru’s #1 fan, until you became his #1 hater. you hated him so much you went viral on twitter (accidentally) and literally became known as “the oikawa tooru hater”, doesn’t help that he keeps fueling the fire by subtweeting you. everyone is all in for this new drama. what isn’t known to the public, is that this particular drama’s been on hold for three years (him being your ex and all)

Like this (it wasn’t supposed to go like this. you weren’t supposed to meet your boyfriend’s best friend, only for his best friend to end up being your ex boyfriend. it was not supposed to go like this. )

so far but connected (A phone that connects to another universe created by Sora Kato, a student from UA Class 1-H, but it was turned down because ‘it was useless’. It’s not like you’re going to end the villains with just a single call from another universe. He spent months creating it for only to be laughed at by his classmates. But when a student from Class 1-A heard about the gadget they immediately went and purchased it from Kato.)

dont hate the player (The most popular female gamer on YouTube. Debatably the most popular volleyball player alive. A bad breakup sent you packing to Argentina for new perspective. Who knew the new perspective had a witty personality and beautiful eyes? Tooru only sees a broken girl whose heart he wants to mend — his goal is to be the best neighbor possible... and maybe a little something more)

may we meet agian(when she was studying in Kitagawa Daiichi’s middle school, yn met Oikawa Tooru. She fell in love with him but things didn’t went well. Years later, as she is in the same high school than him, they meet again.)

Take Care — An Oikawa Toru SMAU (Oikawa Toru is dedicated to volleyball, above all else. Even his health. Kyotani Y/N might put up a rather aggressive front, but they can’t stand to see their friends repeatedly hurt themselves. Can a friendship last between them, will something more come from the obvious sexual tension and care, or is everything going to fall apart because Oikawa can’t listen to the two people who care most about him?)

kageyama tobio x reader

Eagal Eyes (in which you, the younger sister of ushijima wakatoshi, decide to put on a children’s volleyball camp at shiratorizawa and meet kageyama tobio, who steals your heart, despite the warnings of your older brother.)

On repeat (in which yn just got out of a bad breakup, and the only thing helping her is this one song on repeat )

BOKUTO KOUTARO x Reader

stranger danger (Famous Pro-volleyball Player and Bachelor extraordinaire. Not by choice, but mostly by circumstance. All Bokuto wants is to find someone to do cute couples costumes with, watch scary movies with, and snuggle. He’d also like to FINALLY pull one over on Atsumu and Kuroo considering they win the couples costume contest every damn year.)

love is war(Sports Psychology major Bokuto never understood the rivalry between the Sport Psychology majors and the Biochemistry majors. There was some sort of unspoken rule between them. YN, the Biochemistry major, didn’t understand what the big deal was either. By chance, the two rivals exchanged numbers during a study group and hit it off. Little do they know that there’s obstacles in their way. Love is war.)

it started witha praty(Y/N is the manager of Nekoma, friends with all the boys, ecspecially Kenma. After a late night party on her walk home Y/N discovers a teen passed out on the side of the road she couldn’t just leave him there. Who knows what he’s going to do next.)

a matter of vollyball (y/n was the best female volleyball player of all Japan and the setter of the star school, Shiratorizawa. Despite being the pride and joy of her school and family, she had lost her passion for playing. Winning was everything to her, even if she didn’t show emotion when her team scored a point. Alongside her teammate Tsukasa Emiko, and the infamous Shiratorizawa players Ushijima Wakatoshi and Tendō Satori, she’ll go to Tokyo for Nationals, where they meet the crazy and cheerful, Bokuto Kōtarō.)

adore you(After a fair share of bad breakups, Y/n L/n had enough of relationships. Until she’s paired up with Koutarou Bokuto, for a group project, sadly, all he wants to do is adore her instead of work)

if this is it (The Tsukishima brothers are considered, by all standards, good. But their sister Y/N has always been exceptional. A second year with a budding figure skating career and a boyfriend who just so happens to be one of Japan’s top five spikers, Y/N is living the dream. What could possibly go wrong? Well, everything apparently.)

Noya x reader

Find Forever (After your mom gets a new job your forced to leave all of your friends at Nekoma High and start over at Karasuno High. The only good thing about it is your childhood best friend Hinata will be there. After being convinced by your best friend you decided to join to girls volleyball club as their libero. One day while you two are practicing receives in the gym a boy comes in and starts complimenting you and starts asking you lots of questions. Your startled and leave in a rush leaving the two boys looking at each other in confusion. Hinata explains how shy you are and later takes it upon himself to introduce you guys properly and soon after a beautiful relationship blossoms.)

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seravphs · 1 year

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losing faith —

ੈ♡˳·˖✶ — SUNA x FEM READER

You and Suna reminisce on your adulthoods.

wc — 1k

tags — angst about everything but each other, Suna and you comfort each other

"What are you doing here?"

"Kita's getting married," you both say in perfect unison.

That breaks the awkward tension of Suna finding you crying your eyes out at a random bar in Hyogo. He sits down at your booth as if you haven't been zero contact with each other for five years.

"Didn't you have a crush on him in high school?"

"Suna, honest to god, what is wrong with you?" You snap.

He lifts his hands defensively. "Well, didn't you?"

"Even if I did, why would you ask me that right after we acknowledged that he's getting married?"

Suna makes a face like he's suddenly come face to face with his own insensitivity and doesn't like it. You suppose it's an easy slip up for him. He was always easygoing, even in high school, and he seems like the type to be able to pick up right where he left off. You wouldn't know, since you haven't talked to him, but you can imagine him acting like nothing's changed.

"It's fine," you tell him before he can apologize. "I don't have a crush on him anymore."

He makes a doubtful face. "You were really obsessed with him in high school. Remember when you made me sneak chocolates into his locker?"

"That was more than ten years ago," you laugh, secretly touched he remembers. You're warmed by the memory of him actually agreeing to do it, even though he got caught. "I'm over it."

"So what's this about?"

"I guess I'm just a little sad about marriage in general. Kita's always been the best of us, you know-"

"Understatement," he snorts.

"I feel like I'm behind."

"Oh, me too. In general, right?"

"I just broke up with my ex."

He gives you a piercing look. It makes you uncomfortable, like he's forcibly trying to peel back the layers of all the ways you've changed since he's last seen you.

"There's plenty of fish in the sea. You're a pretty girl, what are you worried about? You'll find someone eventually."

It's too soon after just meeting him again to tell him what you really think, that you're broken. That you're unlovable. That you just passed your thirtieth birthday, and you haven't been able to keep a partner for more than two years. Instead, you redirect the conversation towards him.

"What about you? What are you trying to distract yourself from?"

"Got scouted for the national team again," Suna says.

"Fuck you."

Halfway through lifting his glass to his lips, he gives you an affronted look. "What for?"

"You tried to make me feel like we were comrades! Whole time I'm crying about my wasted life and you're at the pinnacle of success for you career. Fuck you for making me feel like you understood."

You're half joking, half not. It sucks to scroll past your Instagram feed and see Atsumu jetting across the world or Osamu's third restaurant opening while you can't figure out what you're going to make for dinner that night. Suna's life is also a sore spot for you, in that way. It's hard not to compare yourself to them.

Suna rolls his eyes. "If you let me finish, I was going to say that I'm thinking about turning it down."

You're too shocked to remember you're thirty, not thirteen. You reach across the table and slap Suna across the shoulder lately, like the old friends you could have been if you kept in touch. Or like the friends you had been, the specter of the past reanimating itself through you.

"You can't! You've always wanted to play on the national team. Suna, that's your dream! Do you know how many people would kill for that opportunity?"

"Mama really wants grandkids," he says, playing with the napkin on the table. "I want to give her that before she goes. She wants to see me settle down with a nice girl, and I can't do that if I spend all my time on the court."

"But your career..."

Adulthood feels like heartbreak after heartbreak. Not just yours, but Suna's too. Every story you hear from your friends feels personal, because it is. Those same sorrows will come for you soon enough. They come for everyone.

The worst of it is knowing that you aren't special. That every single generation has experienced this pain. That your misery is monotonous and tedious and overdone. It doesn't mean anything. It's just painful for the sake of it.

"You don't have to give up on nationals," you say. "Is there nothing else you can do?"

Even saying the words, you feel awkward and stupid. You're sure Suna has already calculated every possible scenario that would let him keep playing. He loves the sport more than you can understand, after all.

"I'm kinda resigned to it, honestly," he says, so you immediately think he's lying and he's actually not resigned to at all. "It was going to happen eventually."

"Me too," you tell him. You've felt this way for a while, aching for the dreams that were once in the palm of your teenage hand, and are now impossibly out of reach. "I've been feeling this way for a while."

"Yeah," Suna agrees, a wry twist to his smile. "See, I knew we understood each other."

"It's a shame," he says, his head lolling against the cheap plastic of the table. You want to tell him to get up, that his hair will get sticky with the residue of the cheap beer every other miserable bastard has spilled here. How many other sob stories have been shared over this table? "I was just starting to feel like I was getting somewhere in life."

You had felt that way, too. Potential is always, in the end, just an empty promise. The older you get, the more you can feel all of the different futures you could've had slipping away from you.

Suna clinks his glass against yours, even though he can barely keep his head up now.

"Cheers to what could have been."

#sera writes #suna rintaro x reader #suna rintarou x reader #suna x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #suna angst #hq angst

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royalelusts · 1 year

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prompts from: creativewritingprompts & glasswriter1

“I feel like I’m losing you.”

You wanted to scoff at the absurdity. He could probably tell because he shifted a bit. Trying to determine where exactly he stood with you. The whole situation was humorous really. Not too long ago you would’ve died to hear those words. To have his undivided love and attention. However, that time had come and gone with his new ‘friend’. He always tried to assure you they were just friends. Anyone with eyes can see that wasn’t the case. It was painfully obvious they were so much more than that. The fleeting glances and touches that would last a little too long to be normal.

It annoyed you at first. Maybe it was because he wasn’t giving you as much of his time anymore. You couldn’t hold it against him though. You weren’t going to stop him from spending time with them. Then things started to get more complicated. He started blowing you off. Telling you he forgot or something came up and you could do it at a later date. Empty promises. It was fine the first few times. You let it go. It was fine. And it was. Until you caught him with them at a shop in the shopping center on one of the days he was “busy”.

“You lost me a while ago.”

His eyes widened. Almost shocked that you responded that way. He couldn’t stand the silence. He missed the stupid jokes and laughter that came after. He missed your smile when you would tell him something that happened to you throughout the day. He missed the playful banter that happened over the simplest things. He missed you.

“I know. I shouldn’t have treated you like that, but I want to fix it. I just need your help and then we can-”

You sighed successfully cutting him off. Part of you wanted things to go back to normal. He was your best friend. It was hard doing things without him. It was as if your other half was missing and you hated it.

“You not only hurt me, but you also broke my trust in you. To be honest I don’t think I can look at you and not think of how you killed every last bit of love I had. Sometimes it’s confusing- if you were the one who didn’t deserve me or if I was just an idiot who couldn’t see the signs. I can not continue being tortured over forgotten feelings.”

His eyes widened in realization. The actual weight of the situation finally set in. You were in love with him. This was beyond an ‘I’m sorry’.

“I know this isn’t an overnight fix and I’m willing to work for it. I just need you to give me a chance. Just one. If you still don’t want me in your life I’ll leave you alone.”

You hesitated to speak. The longing you felt for him was overwhelming. Maybe he means it. Maybe he-

“Babe! I didn’t know you were going to be here!” They threw themselves in his lap, wrapping their arms around his neck. “Oh, and your friend is here too.” They threw you a condescending smile. Just as quickly as your resolve faltered it stabilized itself. This is why the problem started. Why you were here in the first place. There was this tension. They saw you as competition and instead of choosing you he chose them.

atsumu miya, oikawa tooru, suna rintaro, kazutora hanemiya, eren yeager, porco galliard

#✰—writes!!!#atsumu x reader #atsumu angst #oikawa x reader #oikawa angst #suna x reader #suna angst #kazutora x reader #kazutora angst #eren x reader #eren angst #porco x reader #porco angst

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kairismess · 5 months

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you're good enough.

🌻 characters: atsumu miya and tooru oikawa 🍰 genre: slight angst, but also fluff ! ✒️ word count: 745 💭 summary: he's been wanting to meet your family for a while now, but you've always put it off because you fear your mother'll say something unpleasant to your, and his face this time, again. he knows just how much you fear your mother, and instead of letting her degrading and humiliating words get to you... he showers you with all the love he can give and knows you deserve. 🍥 author's note: hey anon !! hoping this is how you wanted the fic :DD i'm sorry if it wasn't that focused on the angsty parts, i really hope this provided you comfort somehow, and to all those who struggle with parental issues like me, you're completely valid; who other people claim you are is not who you totally are and will be as a person. stay strong loves, and enjoy 💗

sensing the fear in your your voice and watching your eyes darken, he knows something unpleasant came from his words, or at least, the idea and intent behind them. the one thing he never wants to do is hurt you, or in this case, to make you feel helpless and scared. "hey... what's wrong? are you okay, dear?" he asks you, brushing away a stray lock of your hair and gently cupping your face with his larger, calloused yet gentle, palms. your cheeks felt cold against his warm hands, probably because of how anxious and intimidating the thought of him meeting your mother was to you.

nothing good ever came of you bringing close friends or people you fancied home to meet your mother, even if the rest of your family were okay with them, it was your mother specifically that always had a problem with every person you brought to your home; and in a way... with just, you. you never could figure out why your mother was so hard on you often times, she'd make little comments about you that'd sting, be direct about whether or not she liked something you were passionate about, and... would often pressure you, but would always tell you, "it's for your own good."

you didn't know anymore what 'your own good' was, and it made you feel angry about yourself, but you never thought of yourself usually, unless it came to him. he seemed so perfect, so charming, so put together and talented; everything your mother made you feel like you weren't.

you nodded your head hastily, forcing the corners of your lips to curl up into a smile. "...you sure?" he asks you, doubting the credibility of your smile. he's seen you smile many times, but only on a handful of occasions has he ever seen you give him a real smile. he notices the brightness of your smile was barely even there, the way your eyes crinkled up and how your cheeks raised didn't feel natural; he was very keen about the details of your face like that.

your smile soon faltered, and he immediately flashed you a gentle smile of his own, his face softening as his hands dropped down to clasp your hands in his own. "is it about me wanting to meet your mom?" you nod at his question after nearly a minute of silence. he nods in return, there must've been something that made you uncomfortable about that notion.

"well... i know your mom isn't... the nicest, nor the most supportive person in your life, but... if you don't feel brave enough, it's okay. we don't need to go," he reassures you, squeezing your hand in his. "but don't feel like you're an idiot for rejecting the idea, you aren't stupid, not like she says... you're a very understanding person, very loving, so loving that even if she drives you crazy, or if i drive you up a wall and smother you with all my love—you still consider other people's feelings," he told you with a beaming grin, moving his face closer to yours.

his nose brushed against yours as he rubbed the back of your hand with the pads of his fingers, chuckling under his breath. "for every bad thing you're mom, or anyone for that matter, has ever said or done to you... i'll give you every sweet thing you deserve from me, whatever you want, i'll give it; whatever you need... i'll make sure you have it. and of course... i'll keep reminding you of the truth," he tells you as he tilts your chin up with his thumb and looks you in the eye.

"you're beautiful, smart, caring, talented, unique, and worth loving. that's why i pursued you as the only one i'd ever want, sure, we're just teenagers for now, but... i want to reassure you like this not just a day, a week, nor a month from now; but forever, if you'll let me. i can't fully undo some of the damage you might have gotten from her or others, but... i'll help plant good memories in that beautiful garden of your mind, i promise," he murmurs, gently kissing your forehead as you feel the hot tears roll down your cheeks and stain your shirt.

he immediately dotes on you and kisses the corners of your eyes after wiping your tears away. "that's my girl, my beautiful, strong girl, who i'll love for eternity."

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reverie-starlight · 1 year

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hiii, just poppin' in to say i love ALL of your writing (no matter how self indulgent) it's always so so amazing

i also wanted to ask about your favourite headcanons of your favourite haikyuu boys/girls?

AWWW ANON ILY THANK YOU SO MUCH, THAT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME <333

and oooo that's a tough one... I'm gonna do relationship HCs and I'm gonna try to limit myself to 5 but we shall see how that goes...

(...I only did some boys in this one cause it was getting long but if you want me to do one for the ladies of haikyuu I absolutely will. alisa and kiyoko are my wives.)

{relationship HCs for various hq boys}

gn!reader, pure fluff <3

timeskip spoilers!!

includes: kuroo, atsumu, oikawa, sakusa and semi (who would have guessed)

kuroo

the light of my life. my first husband.

like he could be so attentive to your every want and need

but you need to communicate with him what those things are before he actually picks up on them

but once he does? you're gonna feel like royalty with how amazing he treats you

kuroo is definitely the type to rile you up for his own enjoyment

like not enough to make you actually angry but just mildly annoyed, or to get you into the same playful mood he's in

usually you'd go into playful banter from there

he loooovvveeesss kissing you

like so much it's actually concerning (but you love it anyway)

doesn't have a specific place he prefers to kiss you but he will admit to purposefully kissing you in sensitive spots (like your neck or stomach) so he can hear the noises that come from that

if you're like me and get anxious/too in your own head sometimes, he would be so good at keeping you distracted and calm

would hold your hand squeeze it every so often to ground you

(side note he would have the nicest hands, second only to akaashi maybe, and he's aware you like them)

gently cups your cheeks a lot when you're having a conversation, it's so common that neither of you even notice it anymore, so when you're out with friends and he does it, they gag at the affection

also yk that thing where you knock your heads together as a form of affection??? you guys would absolutely do that, it's his favourite thing

since I literally have his jersey in hoodie form, I have to mention that he would purposefully buy clothes he thinks you'd be more likely to steal from him

he lovesss seeing you happy, so your relationship is a lot of fun. he's always making you laugh, which in turn, makes him laugh too

will CRY if you whisper sweet nothings to him after a long, hard day, pls validate him and tell him you love him and he's all that you want and more

and he will absolutely do the same for you, even if you had the best day. he wants to give you everything, so let him !!

scratch his back while he lays on top of you and rants about his day and he turns to putty

he's just very in love with you and wants to make you the happiest person on the planet, he wholeheartedly believes you deserve it <3

atsumu

we all knew he was gonna be on this list

fun fact, kuroo and akaashi were my top two characters for like a year and a half, and then one day atsumu shot to first place (if you couldn't tell from my blog)

anyway if favoritism shows, no it doesn't

he will pick you up at any chance he gets and drag you to your room for cuddles

he is SUCH a cuddly guy I wholeheartedly believe that.

does not mind being the big spoon one bit if that's what you prefer, as long as he gets to hold you in some way

he goes all out for anniversaries and holidays, you actually have to reign him in a lot of the time

will go to the gym and send you mirror selfies with horribly cheesy captions saying how much he misses you and how he wishes you were there with him

the jackals all love you and will 100% side with you in a petty argument just to tease atsumu

his favourite place to kiss you is definitely on the lips. he's not sure why but it just makes him happy

he LOVES it when you kiss his forehead tho

you guys have an entire arsenal of inside jokes

truly your relationship is two dorks best friends in love

after a long day his ideal destress routine would be to make dinner with you and then watch a show on the couch before going on an evening walk together

will show you off at every event he brings you to

he gets so giggly whenever you show him affection without him having to ask for it, it's the cutest thing you've ever seen

this man flirts to see you hideaway and then turns a million shades of red if you give it right back

he is just so proud to call you his partner <3

oikawa

this man is my favourite character in all of haikyuu

he's my favourite character but like, only top 5 in terms of my simp list yk??

but you'd better believe I have some HCs for him

I've said it before and I will say it again, even if Spanish isn't his first language, he would absolutely use Spanish terms of endearment on you while/after living in argentina

things like mi vida, mi sol, mi amor, etc...

i'm half costa rican, you can't blame me for adoring pet names in Spanish, and if you do I will simply ignore you <3

bro is so romantic.

like I genuinely believe he would be one of the most romantic guys out of any of them

very affectionate, but I feel like he wouldn't be so much in public despite what everyone else says

he'd happily show you off at events and stuff, and it would be obvious you two are together, but I think he's definitely more affectionate alone with you

loves loves loves skinship

will literally stick his hands under your shirt when you're cuddling just to trace shapes into your skin

loves gently running his fingers over the features of your face

he just wants to feel you a bit

kisses your temples and fingers the most I think

loves taking baths with you as well, he loves just sitting with you and talking about your days

he always wants to hear about every little detail

he lovesssss when you start rambling on about something and will listen to you so intently bc he knows what it is to feel passionate about something

if you run your hands through his hair he will melt into you, but you didn't hear it from me

he will also melt if you call him any pet name. he'll never admit it, but you know his favourites are the ultra-sweet, tooth-rotting ones he claims to hate

if you're ever insecure about anything in terms of your physical appearance, he will spend so much time complimenting you and kissing every place you point to <3

looks for you in the crowd at his games and smiles at you before he serves bc you're wearing his jersey

i want to give him a million kisses all over his face after he wins a game to see him smile and laugh, I have no problem feeding his ego actually

damn maybe the favoritism showed up more in this one

sakusa

take this as his bday post bc i forgot to get something out for the actual day

i LOVE this guy

I do already have some fluff HCs for him and a clingy!reader

but these are gonna be more general

okay so I do genuinely believe he would be soft for his partner

in public he is not outwardly affectionate

but that's okay bc you love all parts of him and respect his boundaries

however behind closed doors

he will bask in your affection

loves having your arms around him, loves being pressed against you

he's not a robot in public though, oh no

he has a very dry sense of humour, i think, which you love

bc if he has a sly remark or something to make about someone, he'll lean in close and whisper it to you

doesn't matter where you guys are, if he thinks of something, he's gonna want to share it with his partner, especially if he thinks it will make them laugh

his pet names for you range anywhere from "sweetheart" to "you little shit" tbh

lots of playful debates with him too

he likes to subtly match with you, either through colours you wear or like, homescreens that match up when you put your phones side by side

loves to kiss your palms the most and when he's holding your hand or you're cupping his face, he will hold your wrist and press tiny kisses to it

very observant so he will always be picking up on any mood changes or things you're hinting at

his morning voice is god tier, just saying

loves it when you play with his hair right when he wakes up, will literally purr like a cat if you do it long enough, but he will deny anything and distract you from it with a kiss

what a guy <3

semi

THE SEMI APPRECIATION AGENDA LIVES ON

i've said it before and i will say it again: he plays the guitar for you and writes songs with you in mind

he is a literal godsend when it comes to attending to your needs

does not mind one bit if you ask him to get you water at midnight

he is always down for late night drives as well, and has two playlists specifically curated for them and he picks one to play based on whether you're tired and need to get extra sleepy or if you're energetic and want to jam out with him

he's a government worker by day, musician by night and whenever you go to his shows, he will dedicate a song to you

speaking of performances

bringing this one up again, but always has you write something on him before he goes on stage (I have a mini fic based on that idea if u look on my page!!)

HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH OKAY??? would literally worship the ground you walk on if you told him to

gets you souvenirs from wherever he plays a show and presents them to you all dramatically and grins when you laugh at him

you most definitely have a necklace or bracelet with one of his old guitar picks hanging from it

semi is affectionate. not stingy with it in public but not crazy with it behind doors either. he's just. affectionate. most of it comes out in his songwriting anyway.

his main love languages are probably words of affirmation and acts of service

will ABSOLUTELY whisper sweet nothings to you completely unprompted when he's feeling soft just to get you flustered and/or in a sweet mood with him

he is in love, your honour

@emmyrosee more kuroo as promised!!

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hyeque · 2 years

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synopsis: in which pretty boy atsumu is stupid enough to believe he can have a friends-with-benefits relationship with you and not catch feelings

notes: this is for @iwaizumis-bitch himbo collab. it's also the first time I've ever written a full piece for blondie, so please be nice. also my first attempt at making a banner :D thank you dee @kissyomi for beta reading :’) <3

warnings: female implied body parts, hard then soft dom!atsumu, light choking, oral fixation, cunnilingus (male and female receiving), clit slapping (once), atsumu has a sailor’s mouth

word count: 5.1kei🧍🏾‍♀️

it wasn't a rare sight for you to lie naked next to miya atsumu. in the moonlight, his backside looked heavenly. ethereal, if you will. his muscles were well defined, and the natural light carved and traced faux lines over his body which highlighted his features. currently, he was asleep, unaware of your ogling. his light snores weren't bothersome, but instead, comfort within itself.

this was the regular routine for you. you'd be in your dorm or somewhere studying and you'd get 'that' text from him. or sometimes, he'd just let himself into your apartment, jumping on you the moment you came in. you're not sure how he convinced you to give him a spare key, but it doesn’t matter now.

your relationship is strictly no strings attached. atsumu was a volleyball player before a lover, that's what he told you when this all initially started out. the two of you swore up and down that no real feelings would come out of this arrangement, and so far it’s worked.

and it worked, until it didn’t.

it never really occurred until recently that what you harbor for miya atsumu is more than just the feelings of a best friend. but whenever you would witness a girl too close for comfort around him, your stomach would suddenly get upset. not to mention that the time he went off with another girl at a party the sight made you so nauseous that you nearly threw up. that was very telling to everyone—except atsumu.

it has been a challenge trying to fall out of love with atsumu. you thought that you could distance yourself from him, but when that started, everything started to remind you of him. of all your memories and childhood adventures, the aching hole in your chest where he belonged could never be filled up by anyone else. that was a fact.

you decided suppressing your feelings was the best option. acting like he didn’t mean anything more than your best friend seemed to make sense. especially when you don’t want to jeopardize a meaningful and lifetime friendship.

besides, atsumu always teased and flirted with you jokingly, so why did butterflies swarm your tummy? why did your heart race faster every time that obnoxious idiot smiles in your direction?

you decided the day atsumu got tired of fucking you would be the worst day of your life because there were a lot of intimate moments you two shared outside of the sheets. but you can’t dwell on it for so much now. you’ll just enjoy everything while it lasts.

"tsum," you poked his backside, trying to wake up the setter.

there was no reaction, so you poked him harder and finally he made a noise.

he rolled over halfway, his face scrunched up. "what?"

"'m hungry," you told him, huffing.

the blonde's look of discontent faded away and a sleepy smirk appeared on his face. "oh? ya want another round already, angel? well i'm glad you asked—"

"no," you shoved your hand in his face, lips pressed into a hard line. "i want food. go make me something."

he blinked, sitting up more clearly now. "what..? what are ya tellin' me this for? ya do realize that this is yer place we're in, right? and last time i checked, I'm not samu."

"it's practically yours too with how much you come over. you don't even pay rent, you freeloader," you argued, “the least you can do is make me some food.”

"yer mean." he pouts, sliding out of bed to put on his boxers and sweats.

"but you love it." you beamed, sliding his t-shirt over your nude figure. if you squinted hard enough in the dark, you swore you saw atsumu's eyes linger on you as you did.

it didn't matter how much you teased or bullied atsumu, especially since the words never held any actual weight. the blonde would do anything for you if you asked.

that night, like a familiar dance, watching atsumu move around your tiny kitchen and make you onigiri made you realize one thing:

how hopelessly in love you are with him and hopelessly screwed you are.

normally after studying and tutoring atsumu, that would lead to a round of sex as a 'thank you'. he claimed that he may not be as smart as you, but he knows how to fuck you dumb anytime you want. this comment resulted in him getting pushed off the couch.

today is different though as the two of you lounge on the couch, barely paying attention to the tv. glancing at the time you go to make your way off the couch.

"where are ya goin'?" atsumu mumbles, not removing himself from where he's curled up against your body. his heavy frame is practically on top of you and you find your breathing restricted.

"i have a date, remember?" you say, peeling his limbs off of you.

truth be told, atsumu does remember, but a super, microscopic part of him was hoping you'd forget about it or at least call it off.

he remembers you mentioning it days ago, but didn’t think you were actually serious. you always claimed that you were too busy to date, and that you were satisfied with the arrangement you two had going on.

he huffs, looking offended. "am i not enough for ya?"

you laugh humorously. "very funny, tsumu." you go to get up but the setter dramatically drops himself on top of you again so you can't move.

"i'm serious, ya don't need anyone but me!" he whines, burying his face within your neck. your breath hitches as the smell of his citrus shampoo hits your nose and you try to stop the racing of your heart.

"whatever." you roll your eyes, internally scolding yourself as you attempt to push the large mass of muscle off of you. he still doesn't budge though.

"will good sex be enough to convince ya?" he purrs, pressing himself into your backside. how is he already hard?

yes, god, yes. atsumu could fuck you horribly and sideways and you'd still stay. you were only doing this to move on from him. you knew it was selfish not to break off the arrangement but you were scared.

"no, but nice try," you reply, peeling his arms off of you. he doesn't seem satisfied with your answer and trails after you into your bedroom as you get ready for your date.

"i just don't get why yer going on a date." he continues, plopping back on your bed.

"and i just don't get why you're so concerned about it," you reply, flipping through your clothes. “you’re not my boyfriend.”

"right," he says, quickly growing quiet. his eyes seem to fidget as he watches you pick out something he deems too scandalous for a first date.

"don't you think yer showin' too much skin?" he asks, his lips pressed into a thin line.

"well i'm not a nun," you joke, fixing yourself in the mirror.

"of course yer not, i've seen what those hips can do," he smirks and dodges a flying pillow as you nearly yell at him.

he returns his attention to you getting dressed, a serious look on his face. "i'm only sayin' what i said because yer hickies would be visible with that on." he tugs at the strap before letting it snap in place.

"and who's fault is that?" you sigh, "i always tell you not to leave them somewhere visible, and yet you never listen."

"sorry," he says bashful, a light blush on his cheeks. "i just don't want anyone to see them but me though," he pouts and you try not to think about how cute he looks.

"i'll cover them up with makeup, does that make you feel better?" you ask, looking over your shoulder.

"very." he answers, shoulders relaxing.

"okay, now come help me pick what else to wear," you say, and he happily obliged.

strangely and disappointedly enough, atsumu showed no more opposition to you going on a date like you hoped he would. he watched you quietly as you got ready and even helped you choose between shoes and hairstyles. in the end, he hadn't done a bad job. in fact, you look absolutely amazing.

when your date texts you that they're here, you take that as your cue to leave. "okay, well...I'm headed out. don't destroy anything," you tell atsumu, slinging your purse over your shoulder.

"ya don't trust me to keep things upright?" he fakes a hurt expression as he looks at you from over the couch. "I'll even run the dishwasher for ya so you can come home to clean dishes."

"no," you shake your head, "you put one of my favorite mugs in there that was handwash only. don't touch anything."

he pouts, cheeks puffing out. "it was an honest mistake! ya know i'm tryin' my best!"

you laugh, kissing his cheek. he has to restrain himself from leaning into your touch. "i know tsum," you glance at your phone, "well, I'll be going now."

he laughs, scratching his head, "'kay. bite his head off if he tries something weird. and don't hesitate to call me."

you nod, "of course."

it's silent for a moment and while you look at him you can tell he wants to say something else, but doesn't. if he wasn't your best friend then maybe you would have him win the best poker face award, but that's not the case here.

another pause, and when he doesn't say anything else, you internally sigh and turn towards the door.

you ignore the pang in your chest, why did you hope that he would stop you? tell you to stay?

...but then again, didn't he do that earlier? he asked if he was enough. or maybe he was joking? this is all so stupid, all the things he said was only to tease you, nothing more--

your thoughts are interrupted when a hand plants itself on the front door, stopping you from opening it.

"miya atsumu," you say, not daring to look at him.

you can hear the grin in his voice, "yes, that is my name."

you turn towards him, and blink unamused. "what are you doing?"

"stopping ya from makin' a mistake." he shrugs, looking down at you.

you squint at him. "how is going on a date a mistake?"

"it is when it's with the wrong person," he replies.

he didn't say that, did he?

but he must be reading your mind as he continues. "i did just say that. ya shouldn't. ya can't."

you laugh humorously and say your most common line, "very funny, tsumu."

atsumu makes a disgruntled expression, the words flying out of his mouth before he can stop them. "not tryin' to be funny. ya don't even want to go on this date, so why are ya lyin' about this anyways?" he says, his brown eyes boring into your own. "just admit that ya don't want to go because of me."

"woah woah woah," you hold your hand out in front of you, "what does me not going on a date have anything to do with you?" you ask, even though you already know the answer.

"sweetheart, it has everything to do with me." he steps closer to you and you move back, your skin meeting the cold surface of your front door. "notice how you didn't deny not wanting to go?"

dammit, he's right. "i-i don't know what you're talking about," you respond, looking at the ground.

atsumu knows you're lying. he knows that you've both been lying to each other for a while now, he was just too dumb to bring it up to you sooner. and maybe you were too.

what you don't know is that he already realized his feelings for you for quite some time. he'll never forget the time only a month ago when you picked his drunk self up from a bar.

"god, tsumu, you reek," you complained, adjusting his heavy arm over your shoulders as you guided him into your car. "what made you drink this much anyways?"

you. you did. is what he wanted to say so badly. he remembered seeing your cute figure when you came into the bar, the man nearly shoved into your arms by his brother and suna. he clung onto you, daring any other person to hit on you in his presence. your sweet face already invaded his mind enough, but now you were taking care of him and making sure he didn't gag or choke on his own throw-up. he considered you a fallen angel, minus the fact that you threatened him with no sex for a week if he didn't sober up quick enough (he’ll admit it was rightfully deserved).

the words 'i love you' has been on the tip of his tongue for a while now. every time he saw you he wanted to confess and tell you all about how he felt, but he knew what the contract was and he couldn't breach it. no matter how badly he wants to. but it does haunt him, how the thought of not having you in the way that he wants can never become a reality.

"tell me, angel," he pulls out the pet name, knowing it's a weakness of yours, "were ya really going to bring back a man to yer apartment to have sex with, knowing yer best friend is here?" he tilts your chin up so you meet his eyes. "hm?"

"who said anything about not going back to his place?" you argue.

"you did, actually," he responds, a smirk on his face, "you said a while ago that you don't trust going back to a man's place. fearin’ about 'god knows what' is in there."

“so what if you remembered an intricate detail about me. that doesn’t mean anything.” you shrug.

“it does when i know things about you that other people don’t,” he argues, “things only you’re comfortable with telling me and no one else. and maybe i want to keep it that way. maybe… i want more than what we have going on.”

your stomach churns. you can’t believe this is happening right now. "sorry, i don’t think i’m hearing you right...so what you're telling me is that you have feelings for me?"

“yer finally using that pretty, smart brain of yours, good job.” he praises, patting your cheek.

your eyebrows knit together in confusion, “but…you said that you didn’t want a relationship. you said you’re too busy with volleyball so which one is it?”

he shrugs again, "i did, but what's wrong with me changing my mind anyway?"

you feel your hands trembling as you speak, “because maybe i do have feelings for you and maybe i was trying to get over them. so right when i think i’m starting to move on, you pull this shit?”

“look, i didn’t know ya had feelings--wait you have feelings for me?” his eyes go wide.

“read the room, miya,” the blonde flinches at hearing his surname, “this isn’t fair and you know it!" you shout, looking up at him from where your face was hidden in your hands. "you're the one who was so damn adamant about keeping no strings attached so you got what you fucking wanted!"

"well i don't want that anymore!" he huffs, moving towards you. you flinch, moving away from him and he stops, sighing. "I-I don't want to not be able to call ya mine. to worry about other guys stealin' yer attention away from me! i want ya all to myself--I don't care how selfish i sound!"

you laugh bitterly, "that’s the problem. you only care about yourself, atsumu. i deserve better than you." you turn your head away, afraid that if you looked at him for any longer that you'd change your mind and cave in.

"hey--look at me," he says sternly.

when your eyes shift to meet his honey brown ones, his gaze softens. “i’m sorry, okay? i was stupid for thinking that feelings wouldn’t get in the way of what we have going on.”

you’re quiet and atsumu knows that means you’re stuck in your thoughts, trying to think of all the cons and negative outcomes.

and he’s right when he hears you say, “you’ll get tired of me. i don’t want you to change your mind and drop me out of the blue for some reason.”

you don’t know where all your anger is coming from. shouldn’t you be glad? ecstatic? no, you can’t. because you’ve seen the way atsumu gets bored of things and drops them easily. who’s to say he won’t do the same to you?

the feeling of his large hand meeting your cheek snaps you out of your thoughts. “i could never get tired of ya.” he says, voice unusually soft. his brown eyes are warm and inviting. like honey. “we’ve been best friends forever and I could never see my life without you in it. you’re irreplaceable.”

you rest your forehead against his chest, leaning into him. “you…you sure?”

“i’m positive,” he goes to wrap his arms tight around you, but as he does your phone rings. the two of you stare at the buzzing device in silence and he looks at you questioningly.

you give him the same look and say, “aren’t you going to tell me not to answer it?”

you’re shocked when he shakes his head ‘no’. “if ya really feel like i’m not good enough for ya then answer it. you can forget everything that just happened and find someone who’ll make ya happy. it’s what ya deserve.” he says, and you recognize that he’s not lying or joking like he usually does.

if there’s one thing miya atsumu is: it’s insecure. he doesn’t know a damn thing about relationships and feelings. it doesn’t mean he doesn’t care, he just doesn’t get it.

you watch his eyes shift away from you and suddenly you’re seeing the vulnerable side to him come out.

“i didn’t mean it, you know.” you say, and his head snaps up.

“huh?”

“about you. about deserving better than you.”

he tilts his head to the side. “then what did ya mean?”

you sigh, “think of it this way: hypothetically you would be a worse option, and maybe there is someone out there who can treat me better than you”—atsumu grimaces—“but that doesn’t matter. not when all i want is you.”

“thanks, i guess?” he shrugs.

you add, “it’s like picking a used toyota corolla over a new tesla—“

he backs up with offense. “a toyota?! ya couldn’t have chosen a better car?”

“it’s because they’re reliable you idiot,” you flick his forehead, “and i like all the little quirks that come with a used car; that is, your flaws. i wouldn’t have it any other way.” you explain, and he instantly calms down at your words.

it’s silent and you lace your hands together with his. “the long run down is that i don’t want something new with anyone else. i just want you.”

he squeezes your hands in return, pressing his forehead to yours. “i’m glad. don’t ever wanna let ya go.” he presses a few chaste kisses to your face, and you giggle, pushing him back playfully.

his lazy brown eyes only take the opportunity to examine you, a feeling of elation and content washing over him. it’s what happens when you’re in love with someone like you.

"yer so pretty, you know that?" his hands trace over your face gently, eyes not daring to miss any part of your gorgeous face.

he’s seen you naked a dozen times but a compliment renders you flustered beyond means. "s-shut up." you look away from him, but his hand only juts your chin so you have to look at him in the eyes.

“it’s true,” he breathes, grinning lazily, “most gorgeous person i’ve ever seen. can i kiss ya?”

you don’t answer and press your lips against his instead. you two kissed a million times before but nothing comes close to now. atsumu kisses you like an apology, like reassurance, and like complete affection. he can’t write words well but he hopes you understand his love letter in the form of his mouth.

he pulls away and watches in amusement as you chase after his lips for more, the setter’s height making it difficult for you to reach him.

the pout on your painted lips is intoxicating, and atsumu doesn't want anything more than to see you ruined. a complete mess by his own hands. he sucks in his own breath, trying to calm his nerves.

atsumu pulls back to drag you into your bedroom. by his quiet nature you think he's upset, especially when he doesn't look at you. atsumu has a million things to contemplate and you're definitely one of them. your words from earlier about deserving better still stings and he wonders if this is the right choice.

"tsumu?" you call, leaning in close enough that your breasts push up against him, "what's wrong?"

his worries disappear and he remembers how he, like a fool, intentionally helped you get ready for a date. to look this good and not be fucked by atsumu had to be an offending crime.

and you’re going to pay for it.

and when you look up at him innocently with wide, doe eyes, he snaps. all self-control was gone.

"turn around." he barks.

"w-what?" you look at him with an incredulous expression. "i-i don't understand, what-"

"yer not dumb, sweetheart," atsumu says, roughly spinning you around and pressing your hips to your dresser. looking at the two of you in the mirror, you shiver. you never realized how much bigger atsumu is than you and you feel yourself squeeze your legs together.

when you open your mouth to speak again, he shoves two of his thick fingers into your mouth to silence you.

the blonde looks at you through your mirror, a dark expression on his face. "yer gonna listen and yer gonna listen carefully, okay?"

you nod.

it isn't until atsumu pushes his hard erection against your cute ass do you register what's happening.

oh. that.

"suck on them," he says, referring to his digits.

you eagerly oblige, already drooling in the appendages.

"fuck, always such a tease aren't ya?" he sighs, watching you suck on his fingers in the same way you would his cock. he watches you a bit more before he feels like he's had enough.

when atsumu pulls off his pants you can't help the surprised look of how hard he is. precum leaks from his red tip and you notice the two visible veins that always show up along his shaft to meet the pretty mushroom head.

"yer actin' all shy like this fat cock doesn't belong to you." he snickers, stroking himself. he throbs harder at the sight of you watching him with hungry eyes and becomes pleased once you get on your knees in front of him.

he doesn't have a chance to prepare himself before your warm, inviting mouth swallows him whole. a shudder runs up his spine as he bites back curse words.

"that's it. such a good girl, sucking cock just like i taught ya," he moans, eyes transfixed on the way you swallow him. your warm, wet mouth feels so fucking good he has to control himself from cumming too soon.

you hum in reply, feeling your panties already ruined from the action of sucking him off. your free hand slips between your thighs and you get yourself off.

the lewd noises of how wet and sloppy everything is drives you both crazy, and your moans fill the air like a synchronous melody.

"fuck, yer gonna make me cum, sweetheart." atsumu moans, sweat brimming his forehead. a whine escapes him when you reach down to suck on his sensitive balls—a weakness of his. a whine leaves him and a small plea as he nearly tips over the edge.

atsumu pulls you off of him and tosses you gently on the bed. he crawls between your legs and you push him away, shaking your head.

“what’s wrong? do ya want to stop? am i bein’ too rough?” his voice is soft and he looks at you with concern.

“no, please no. but i can’t wait anymore more. need you to fuck me.”

“but i didn’t get to taste ya,” he pouts, pawing at your thighs.

you grab his shaft, scooting yourself towards him. “don’t care right now, I need you inside of me.” you beg, “please tsum, fill me up with your cock.”

a smirk spreads across his face and he leans over you. “as you wish, princess.” he pulls off your panties and stuffs them in his pocket. your hazy state doesn’t have the right mind to tell him to stop stealing them when he pushes inside of you. now another thing is stuffed full.

you gasp, nails digging into his back. feeling so full you think he’s in your throat. you know you’re gushing all around him, inviting him further into your cunt.

"s-shit, yer already clamping down so hard on me, angel. is my cock that good? yeah? yer already dumb just from being filled up." he snickers.

"y-yes," you whine, feeling more of your arousal gush out. you hate how right he is. if there's anything the two of you know, it's that you can't ever get enough of his cock.

atsumu's in heaven. being balls deep in the girl of his dreams is enough to make him cum on the spot, but he erases the thought before he has a chance to. fluttering his eyes closed, he takes the time to memorize the feeling of you around his shaft, your bare ass pressed up against his sensitive balls.

yeah, there's no way atsumu is going to let another man put his cock in your cunt. in his cunt. not when you feel this good and cream around him so well. just for him.

he pulls his hips back and you almost whine at the lost of contact. he flips you over before he stuffs himself back inside of you, the wind nearly being knocked out of your chest by the force and stretch that he gives you. you could fuck yourself a million times on his dick but nothing would ever prepare you for how big he is.

he grabs your hair, fisting it in his hands before yanking back. "fuck do ya think ya were doin’ going out lookin' this pretty for someone that isn't me, huh?" he breathes, his hips moving faster at the thought and jealousy corrupting his mind. his hand grips your throat and a small whimper lets loose from you at the action.

"yer mine, and only mine. if i have to fuck that into ya, then so be it." he huffs. at this point, you can feel him in your lungs.

"tsumu! tsumu, please!" you cry, hand grasping desperately at his arm.

he moves your hand, pinning it behind your back. "don't act like ya can't take it, angel. your pussy's been trained to take my cock. nobody else's but mine. isn’t that right?”

you nod furiously, words unable to escape your mouth.

"say you love me." he demands, tone softer than usual.

he pulls you into his chest, arms tight around you. "say it. i know you do." his nose nudges against your neck and you feel his hand grab yours, lacing your fingers together. your brain could be jumbled from how hard he's fucking you, but you could of sworn that a whine escaped his mouth.

"i love you tsumu!" you cry, tears nearly escaping your eyes, "i love you so much! don't want to be with anyone else but you!" you feel tears in your eyes and you reach up to capture his lips against your own.

“yeah? want to be mine? don’t want any other scrubs thinking they have a chance with you.” he kisses you hungrily, his hands claiming a bruising grip on your hips.

“yes! i’m all yours! and you’re mine!” you sob.

his heart pangs at hearing that and something inside of him snaps, making him overwhelmed and emotional as he cums inside of you, crying that he loves you too. it doesn’t help when he feels the vice-like feeling of your pussy clamping around his cock, prolonging his orgasm. he's cumming so hard his vision spots and he nearly loses his grounding.

the two of you gather your breaths before pulling apart. when atsumu opens his eyes, he finds you looking up at him with wide ones in return.

"wasn't too rough, was i?" he looks over you with concern.

“no, it was perfect, actually.” you feel your cheeks burn.

"good, cause i'm not done with ya yet." he grunts, sliding down between your legs.

you whine about being sensitive but he only hushes you before burying his face between your legs.

"t-tsumu!" you cry, back arching up off the bed.

"hmm, we taste so good princess. don't know why i haven't done this before," he smirks, hands rubbing your thighs soothingly.

your face burns when you realize he's tasting both of you and not just you. something about this sparks further arousal within you and you feel your cunt flutter.

"yer gonna give me one more, okay?" atsumu adds his own fingers and you gasp, the rough texture of them from playing volleyball feels so good and you grind up against him.

"gonna look so pretty cumming like this, so good fer me." he’s slurping up everything in sight, and the man thinks he might lock his jaw eating you out, but so be it. with his cum, this is the best you’ve ever tasted.

“gonna cum, tsum!” you cry, legs shaking vigorously around his head, the pressure building up at a rate you can’t keep up with.

he hums, “go ahead, baby. make a mess for me.” at the action of spanking your cunt, you’re unraveling at the action.

your sure your neighbors can hear you sing praises of atsumu’s name and you have to accept for the first time that you don’t care. nothing would be worth more than this moment.

“that’s so fucking hot,” atsumu leans back, revealing his face covered in your essence. a huge grin appears on his face. “ya wanna taste, babe?

you scold him but don’t object when he kisses you again, suddenly understanding what he meant earlier. yeah, the two of you do taste good.

after cleaning up, atsumu slides next to you in bed. this time though, he faces you.

“so, are we like, official?” he shyly plays with your hand and you wonder how he can get like this after blowing your back out.

you laugh, rolling your eyes, “yeah, dummy. we are.”

“good, i can’t wait to show ya off to everyone. especially stupid samu.”

“are you just bragging that you got into a relationship before osamu? because i’ll break up with you right here right now.” you joke.

he huffs. “no! in addition to yer pretty self, bragging rights is just a plus ‘is all!”

it isn’t long before you fall asleep, and atsumu takes the time to admire you. however, his peaceful thoughts are sidetracked when your phone buzzes again.

he groans, quickly silencing it before you can wake up but notches it’s your date trying to contact you again. quickly, he takes a photo of you curled up on his chest.

‘sorry, she’s a bit occupied now.’ he sends the message before tossing your phone and tugging you closer. he looks down where you sleep peacefully.

yeah, there’s no way he can get tired of this.

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~♡ Date Nights ♡~

(( Day #5 )) Matsukawa, Atsumu, Tsukishima, Ushijima x Reader

A/N: the entire reason i was able to write so much when i first started this account was because everyone requested haikyuu all the time T T like... i have to write about them again for you all one more time!

also, im obsessed w sakuatsu (again) and their fics inspired me to finish this

WC - 2,161

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Matsukawa Issei

“Hey, baby,” The sound of Matsukawa’s low voice, lazily drawing out each word, nearly makes you swoon. It’s as if the second he opens his door and you step into his apartment, you’re engulfed in a warm hug. Literally and metaphorically.

Your boyfriend doesn’t give you the chance to remove your shoes or place down your things before he wraps his arms around your shoulders. His brute strength comes into play as he pulls you into his chest and squeezes you in his hold.

“‘Missed you today,” His voice croons into your ears, sending a shiver up your spine. You nearly start to squirm, he has a hold on you that you truly cannot explain.

“I missed you too,” You pat his forearm and then wrap your arms around his wide waist. When Matsukawa stands on top of you like this, it becomes undeniably clear just how much taller he is than you. Your height difference will be the death of you one day, you’re sure of it. “even though we saw each other like yesterday."

“Too long ago,” Once more, your boyfriend squeezes you and then lets you go. You can feel his intense stare as you walk through his apartment, it bores two holes in your back as you kick off your shoes and place your bags on his counter.

The sight of takeout has Matsukawa feeling more affection than usual.

“(Y/N),” After his brief whine, you feel his arms snake around your waist again. He’s practically leaning on you without placing too much of his weight, it’s as if you’re being encased in a thick blanket. “you brought food?”

His question is followed by a few pecks, his lips instantly finding your neck. Matsukawa lifts himself up slightly to remove your hair out of his way, pushing it all to one side before he burrows his face into the crook of your neck. Gently, he places kiss after kiss under your ear and then down the side of your jaw.

“I fucking love you,”

“Are you talking about me or the food?” You tease, and it makes the man scoff. Matsukawa squeezes your hips in retaliation before brushing his lips over your ear.

“I would never do the shit I do with you with food,” He rolls his eyes, even without seeing him, you just know it. In his arms, you turn around on the balls of your feet to face him. There is some slight resistance from your boyfriend but, as soon as he notices that you’re still in his hold, he lets you continue.

You stare up at him with an expected look and he matches it evenly with a soft smile. Matsukawa leans forward to place a soft kiss to your lips, his nose gently brushing against your own. The proximity of your bodies makes your head spin. Even a date in the most casual setting has your heart beating a hundred miles per second. You blame him, you blame Matsukawa with no hesitation.

“I love you.” This time, he pulls away to look into your eyes as he confesses. It’s enough to make you gasp as your heart flutters in your chest. You’ll never get tired of hearing him say that.

Miya Atsumu

“Atsumu,” You cautiously call out to your boyfriend who is, at the moment, scrolling through his phone. He hums warmly, glancing at you to offer a quick smile before focusing on the lollipop in his mouth. “if this is a date, why is Bokuto here?”

It’s hard to ignore the giant outside hitter planted in the middle of your couch, right between you and your boyfriend. He makes Hinata, who is sitting in front of the tv, nonexistent with his sheer size.

“He brings us lollipops, (Y/N), you can’t kick the guy out,” Atsumu waves the cherry treat in front of you, reaching over with his exceptionally long arms. You grab it without a second thought and stubbornly stick it in your mouth.

Your platinum boyfriend gaps dramatically but, is soon shut up with another lollipop in his face. Bokuto hands him another sweet without hesitation as he stares intensely at the TV. The controller you normally use for your switch is in Hinata’s hands as he and Bokuto both fail at playing Mario Party.

As you look around it almost feels like something, someone, is missing.

“Where is-” The doorbell to your shared apartment rings and being the closest one to the door, you get up to open it. Atsumu is right behind you, no doubt going to check the door before you open it. He handles it like a case, holding his hand up to keep you back as he sneakily looks through the peephole.

His nerdy dramatics make you roll your eyes, affectionately of course.

“Move, ‘Tsumu," You push him out of your way to open the door and practically beam at the other player in your doorway. “Sakusa! I’m so glad you’re here!” The outside hitter offers you a similar greeting back with a genuine smile underneath his mask, it’s seen in the way his eyes crinkle slightly.

“Why?” Atsumu turns up his nose and then coughs loudly as you hit him in the gut. You swat him in the side with the back of your hand and Atsumu, growing up with a brother, stumbles back against the wall to put on a show of dramatics.

“Sorry,” You still apologize, patting his head while Sakusa laughs and moves to sit by Bokuto. Now with two giant volleyball players on your couch, there is certainly not enough room for you and your boyfriend in the living room. “where are we going to sit?”

“You can sit with me!” And as Atsumu pats his thighs, you lower yourself to the floor and into his lap with a sigh. There is little hesitation on your part to sit with him and Atsumu happily greets you as he wraps his arms tightly around your shoulder and places a wet kiss against your cheek.

“You’re so gross,” You wipe off the cherry taste of his lips before placing your own gentle peck against the corner of his mouth. Hidden behind the couch now, you’re not afraid to privately shower him in love.

“You love it,” He winks before throwing one of his arms into the air “I call next round! (Y/N) is going to be on my team, the dream team, right, babe?”

With such a sweet look on his face, how can you say no?

Tsukishima Kei

You always feel blessed at the sight of your boyfriend. As difficult as he may be, as indifferent as he tries to appear to you, you know better. He stands out compared to everyone else in your life.

Even now as you leave your work, you’re surprised to see him waiting for you. He towers among the rest of the crowd heading for the station, his presence is powerful to you but almost nonexistent to others. Had you not known any better, you would have thought he hated to wait there.

You can see the blush on his cheeks as you approach him, the red dusting over his ear, and it all makes sense as to why when you notice the bouquet in his hands. A petite size, bright and in full bloom filled with your favorite color. You nearly awe as you continue to stare at it.

“Kei?” Finally, you call out to him and he tears his eyes away from the other side of the street. “What are you doing here?”

“I felt like being nice,” He murmurs and gently hands you the flowers, he brushes his fingers against your own as he passes them to you and the electricity almost makes you jump. “we have a date tonight. Don’t we?”

Your jaw nearly drops.

“I-I mean we do but, I thought we were just going to eat in and laugh at your old teammate’s fails?” You walk in step with Tsukishima as you begin the path back to your apartment, mentally making a subtle note of the way he slows his strides for you. “Kodzuken posted another compilation of fails that include Hinata, Kageyama, and Bokuto. I saw the notification during lunch,” Each of your fingers lower as you count the players facing the wrath of the youtuber and you can only applaud the creator for the free entertainment.

“That’s fine with me,” Tsukishima lowers his face further into his scarf, trying to cover his nose from the brisk cold.

“Do you want to do something else?” You ask and step closer to him to avoid anyone else walking beside you. Tsukishima eyes your position before wrapping his gloved hand around your bicep and pulling you into his side.

“You know I like to stay home,” He murmurs but, you find it hard to be convinced.

“Are you sure? We can do something else if you want?”

“Why would I want to do anything else besides watching Hinata fall on his face and Kageyama get a volleyball served into his gut?” His brisk attitude makes you laugh and affectionally pinch his waist.

“You suck but, I’m also the same.” It’s true that you and Tsukishima would have never gotten along as well as you have if you weren’t both (#)haters. Only someone as spiteful as you are can match up to him. “I like doing anything as long as it’s with you,”

“Cornball.” Tsukishima scrunches his face at your cheesy words and you roll your eyes in response. He can try to deny it all he wants but he is just as much of a cornball as you. You’re holding proof of it in your hand. “But, I like you, whatever.”

He always lets you win.

“I know."

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Never again will you let Ushijima pick an outdoor date spot.

“Is this not fun?” Your boyfriend’s concern weighs heavy on you like a boulder resting on your shoulders, you’d hate to upset him.

“No, no, it is fun!” You pant and brace yourself against a wooden railing. “This is so fun, so much fun!” Nature is not your forte and to the best of your ability, you try to hide it.

“Is this sarcasm?” Ushijima stares at you expectedly as if he is trying to decode the active front you’ve put up.

“I told you I would tell you if I was being sarcastic.” You lie straight through your teeth and cover it with a bright smile. “I love hiking.”

“We don’t have to go to the summit, we can just have our picnic down at the base.” As Ushijima looks around the area, you nervously glance at the topic of the mountain. There are cable cars the higher the two of you go but, you still have a ways to go before you can get on one.

“I’m fine, totally fine!”

“Oh, well, I am not fine.” His blunt personality is something you’re still getting used to and right now, you can’t tell what he is trying to do. “I am tired and do not want to hike.”

“Really?” You eye him in an attempt to read him completely, but it doesn’t work. “I feel like you’re lying.”

“That makes two of us then.” Ushijima’s hard eyes make you gasp and you quickly try to cover it as you turn away from him. “I know now that you hate hiking and that is okay.”

“Is it? I really wanted to do something that you like.” You frown, a pout deep on your face. Gently, your boyfriend places his hand on your shoulder and cups it entirely with his large palm.

“I do not like hiking.” His blank expression is a complete 180 from your own shocked one right now. You continue to stare at him with a raised brow and Ushijima takes the initiative to continue before you make up your own reasonings for him. “I do like being active but,” He pauses and tries to find the right words.

Ushijima can’t because, as much as he tries, he does like being active outdoors. He can’t keep up his lies in front of you.

“I am not disappointed that you do not share my interest. I like that we are different, (Y/N).”

“I know but, I just feel bad.” You glance back at the summit and try to shake the picture of it out of your head. “Maybe we can eat first and then try again?”

“Sure.” He smiles and it’s a supportive gesture that makes your heart clench painfully tight. As Ushijima guides you to a park table, he leads you with his hand on your lower back. His other hand holds your lunchboxes all neatly wrapped up and placed in your bag. “I like to be around you, that is all I wanted from today. Do you understand?”

You hesitantly nod and Ushijima covers any lingering insecurities with a kiss on the top of your head.

“Good.”

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