hello baby! i've been lurking here n there between classes bc i signed up for 3 this summer like an idiot and feel this close to burning out constantly but that's on me. also dealing w the worst case of writer's block n nearly zero motivation to get past it and i miss my moots but enough complaining. how are you, my love?
you’re not dating connie springer or jean kirstein despite what your friends may believe. though you insist that you’re not dating either of them, sasha’s completely convinced that you have a thing for one of them at least, or maybe both of them, she teases, and the thing is, she’s not necessarily wrong.
!! headcanon for ur event akaashi writes you notes in class saying how hot and amazing etc you are cuz he loves it when you blush and loves how your face brightens up in class. he loves the effect he has on u
omg this esp on a day when he notices you're feeling down
sticky notes
akaashi keiji x gn!reader + 287 words
akaashi frowned when you greeted him with a lackluster smile instead of the enthusiastic wave he’s learned to expect every morning. taking your seat beside him, you felt his analytical gaze on you as if he was fluent in your body language and facial expressions, understanding the feelings you hid just from a few fragmented phrases..
the scratching of your notetaking was halted by the fluttering of folded paper landing on your desk. chewing the inside of your cheek, you wrestled with the familiar temptation of reading it immediately when your better judgment chided you to focus on the lecture.
like always, you caved and deftly revealed the written message: ‘you look good today. i mean you look good everyday but you look really good today.’
rolling your eyes, you returned to your task, but akaashi, astute as ever, definitely didn’t miss the upward quirk of your lips and eagerly began scribbling another and another and another, encouraged by your reaction.
‘you have the prettiest smile. i wish i could see it more.’ hand covering your grin just to see him pout in the corner of your eye, you’d completely forgotten that you were ever upset.
‘i love your sense of humor. you never fail to make my day.’ heat rose to your cheeks as you rolled your bottom lip between your teeth, desperately trying to hide how flustered the boy made you feel with every word he wrote.
however, akaashi hesitantly fiddled with the last note between his slim fingers. it wasn’t until you were packed up and ready to leave did he hand you the yellow slip, red burning the tips of his ears.
i was looking at my dog today and realized that my mental state recently is v much like him: old & lazy, likes to sleep, still easily excited, and food-motivated
!! headcanon for ur event akaashi writes you notes in class saying how hot and amazing etc you are cuz he loves it when you blush and loves how your face brightens up in class. he loves the effect he has on u
omg this esp on a day when he notices you're feeling down
sticky notes
akaashi keiji x gn!reader + 287 words
akaashi frowned when you greeted him with a lackluster smile instead of the enthusiastic wave he’s learned to expect every morning. taking your seat beside him, you felt his analytical gaze on you as if he was fluent in your body language and facial expressions, understanding the feelings you hid just from a few fragmented phrases..
the scratching of your notetaking was halted by the fluttering of folded paper landing on your desk. chewing the inside of your cheek, you wrestled with the familiar temptation of reading it immediately when your better judgment chided you to focus on the lecture.
like always, you caved and deftly revealed the written message: ‘you look good today. i mean you look good everyday but you look really good today.’
rolling your eyes, you returned to your task, but akaashi, astute as ever, definitely didn’t miss the upward quirk of your lips and eagerly began scribbling another and another and another, encouraged by your reaction.
‘you have the prettiest smile. i wish i could see it more.’ hand covering your grin just to see him pout in the corner of your eye, you’d completely forgotten that you were ever upset.
‘i love your sense of humor. you never fail to make my day.’ heat rose to your cheeks as you rolled your bottom lip between your teeth, desperately trying to hide how flustered the boy made you feel with every word he wrote.
however, akaashi hesitantly fiddled with the last note between his slim fingers. it wasn’t until you were packed up and ready to leave did he hand you the yellow slip, red burning the tips of his ears.
i think atsumu would want to watch a scary movie so he can like comfort u and stuff but then he´d end up being scared instead LMFAO
i love to clown tsumu in the best way. tell me he doesn't deserves it
scaredy cat
miya atsumu x gn!reader + 288 words
grinning connivingly, atsumu clicked through his netflix account to pull up the scary movie osamu told him about, ready to be your safe place through the staged horrors of the film. the opening credits started on the screen just as you walked in with snacks, making your childish boyfriend whine about how he’d starve when you refused to share.
rolling your eyes, you conceded a bag and settled into the nook beneath his arm, head resting against his shoulder. tsumu smirked as he imagined your cute little shrieks and your face buried in the soft cotton spread across his broad chest.
however, the eerie track elevated his heartrate sooner than he would’ve liked before the first jump scare sent the snack you gifted him flying out of his lap.
“you okay, babe?” you barely suppressed giggles at your boyfriend’s expense, knowing that he wanted to play your knight-in-shining-armor when he suggested this movie earlier.
“yeah! ahem- yeah, m’fine.” after that embarrassing voice crack, atsumu cleared his throat in a vain attempt to push down the flush crawling up his neck and retrieved the bag he dropped. “i’m here for you if you get scared, though, just so you know.”
“oh, of course. what would i do without my big, strong boyfriend to keep me safe?” you played his game and pressed a teasing kiss to his jaw.
although you sank back into his hold to continue watching, your positions reversed mere moments later when the sudden appearance of demonic terror pulled another yelp from your white knight. whether he tried too hard to put on airs for you or simply succumbed to the security of your embrace, you loved your overgrown child of a boyfriend all the same.
You take a deep breath, trying to exhale what tension you can from your body.
Your fingers curl around the coffee cup you hold, threatening to burst when you crush it against your chest. Something rustles on the other side of the door, a faint scurrying sound before the doorknob is jingling, and it’s being eagerly wrenched open.
several barks greet you from the floor, and you see your loving boyfriend wags his tail when he sees you. you look down at him, smiling when he licks his lips, hungry.
“hi puppy.” you smile, reaching to scratch behind his ears, “did my big alpha miss me?”
“yes, omega.” he groans sexily, a throaty rumble you can almost mistake for a growl. your body produces warm juice in response, melting between your legs.
atsumu is so cute, you can't believe he chose you to breed with.
you walk past him to get inside, laughing when atsumu tries to rut against your leg with his already swollen manhood. he buries his nose in your crotch when you go to put your cup down, sniffing, “i want to taste your sweet omega slick.”
you jump when he licks you through your jeans, fantasising about your omega slick.
he’s desperate, so you lead him quickly to the bedroom, worried he cant contain himself. your nest is on the bed, mattress wrapped in smelly blankets and jackets.
his tail swooshes, ears flicking against his head when atsumu noses at your privates, crouched on the floor where you stand.
“can we fuck please, omega? the smell of your nectar is so tempting.”
“my dumb alpha~” you purr, leaning down to kiss him. his mouth opens, tongues fighting for dominance. “of course, take what you need.”
he’s standing instantly, pulling the shirt over your head before stopping to nuzzle into the scent glands on your armpit, quickly before moving back up to peck your lips. “you smell so good.”
claws graze your skin when he shoves up your bra, licking your rock-hard nipples with his messy tongue. He hurriedly unbuttons your pants, yanking them down and ripping your undies until you're butt naked.
free of clothes, atsumu pushes you onto the bed, watching your boobs bounce from the springy mattress and he pants at the sight, almost foaming at the mouth.
spit drips onto your stomach when he crawls over you.
his hands cup your tush, hiking it up so he can fold your legs over thighs. they part for him on instinct, giving him room to shove his body in between your knees.
atsumu kisses his way up your tummy, slurping at the skin salty with dried sweat, “your skin tastes so good. your alpha loves it so much~”
“alpha!” whining, your back bows off of the mattress. you're desperate for the contact, so you reach down and spread your fat pussy lips for him, “will you please touch my achy girl-pussy? it’s so hungie.”
the words make him moan, fingers seeking out the warmth between your legs. your arousing water touches his fingers, and dampens the dirt beneath his nails.
he sinks those fingers in, twisting them to feel along your walls. “you’re so hot and creamy inside.”
they’re bigger than yours, spreading you open before he leans down to suck at your pearl, licking through your salami folds.
it tastes of vinegar and battery acid, bitter on his tongue, and he can’t get enough.
you climax before you know it, thrusting against his face while he doesn’t stop licking you sloppily.
atsumu slobbers over you, mouthing at your thighs and kissing your knees until you’re over stimulated when he pulls away.
“can your good boy fuck you now?” he murmurs, tail wagging happily. his face is wet and shiny, and you can’t resist kissing him, tasting yourself in his mouth.
atsumu grabs his girthy meat, tapping the mushroom head against your slit, “want to be inside of your- your pumpum please.”
you nod, pulling his hair as you guide him into another kiss. his meat throbs stickly against you, and he whimpers when the juices from your box run down his baton. atsumu pushes forward, the head popping just inside.
“your vagina is so moist,” he whines as he begins humping, manhood squishing in and out of your cunny. his heavy balls slap against your core, full of semen that you cant wait to have inside of you.
“im sorry omega-- im gonna make a mess in your insides with my cummies. can’t help it~”
“atsumu!!!” you scream as you’re bred, and your wet flower tightens around him, catching something thick at the root of his shaft. it makes your mouth water, “i can feel your penis swelling!”
he humps you some more, pushing the big knot at the end of his genitals inside of you, cumming in a mere 30 seconds. you gasp, grabbing the sheets when he almost forces your head off the mattress with his strength.
“can you feel my member in your stomach?” he asks, pushing down on your tummy. your back arches painfully, chasing the feeling. “horny girl, such a good bitch for breeding.”
“yeah, yeah, yeah~” tears fall down your cheeks, when he hits your sweet spot, “ah! it’s so good~”
“im so deep,” he groans, bucking his hips. he flashes his teeth, eager to mark you again as his bitch. “you’re going to take my seed and carry my pups.”
“i am!” you want to cry, limbs going still as you cum. “cum for me alpha, please fill me with your jizz, I want to taste it.”
“whatever you want, omega” his cock fills you up, the swollen root tying you two together in a throbbing mess of pleasure when he shoves in deep. your body shakes, still orgasming. “take it, that’s it-- take your alpha’s fucking knot.”
when he’s done, his entire body goes limp on top of you, soft snores of peace leaving his lips. you’re crushed beneath his weight, but you stroke his back comfortingly, deeply satisfied.
i think atsumu would want to watch a scary movie so he can like comfort u and stuff but then he´d end up being scared instead LMFAO
i love to clown tsumu in the best way. tell me he doesn't deserves it
scaredy cat
miya atsumu x gn!reader + 288 words
grinning connivingly, atsumu clicked through his netflix account to pull up the scary movie osamu told him about, ready to be your safe place through the staged horrors of the film. the opening credits started on the screen just as you walked in with snacks, making your childish boyfriend whine about how he’d starve when you refused to share.
rolling your eyes, you conceded a bag and settled into the nook beneath his arm, head resting against his shoulder. tsumu smirked as he imagined your cute little shrieks and your face buried in the soft cotton spread across his broad chest.
however, the eerie track elevated his heartrate sooner than he would’ve liked before the first jump scare sent the snack you gifted him flying out of his lap.
“you okay, babe?” you barely suppressed giggles at your boyfriend’s expense, knowing that he wanted to play your knight-in-shining-armor when he suggested this movie earlier.
“yeah! ahem- yeah, m’fine.” after that embarrassing voice crack, atsumu cleared his throat in a vain attempt to push down the flush crawling up his neck and retrieved the bag he dropped. “i’m here for you if you get scared, though, just so you know.”
“oh, of course. what would i do without my big, strong boyfriend to keep me safe?” you played his game and pressed a teasing kiss to his jaw.
although you sank back into his hold to continue watching, your positions reversed mere moments later when the sudden appearance of demonic terror pulled another yelp from your white knight. whether he tried too hard to put on airs for you or simply succumbed to the security of your embrace, you loved your overgrown child of a boyfriend all the same.
