a/n: FINALLY writing about my boys. sorry if my stuff started getting more and more suggestive, i can't help it (ig i'm in a smut fever lmao). also slowly changing the layout of my posts bc they looked too bulky before
warnings: gn!reader, quite suggestive
— HINATA
classic, he's the type to leave them on your neck in the heat of the moment, just to get embarrassed afterwards when he sees the dark bruises bloom all over the soft skin
— KAGEYAMA
shoulders, he really likes biting on the flesh. unintentionally leaves them there, but you can manage to cover up with a shirt and a little bit of luck (you kinda like how the marks are still visible for a while tho)
— TSUKKI
all over your inner thighs, he's a sucker for the way only he can see the bruises the next morning. also leaves them all over the place bc there is such a canvas for him to paint on with his mouth and it would be a shame if he didn't put it to good use, right?
— YAMAGUCHI
he's really shy to leave them in the first place, but his aria of choice would definitely be at the junction where your neck meets your chest, because he's always snuggling there anyways (so why not give you tingles while he's at it)
— TANAKA
this man loves to leave the skin on the back of your thighs bruised, alongside the bite marks he made a habit of leaving on your butt
— NISHINOYA
loves placing them around your lower tummy right before he goes down on you, he can't get enough of how soft your skin is around that aria (and how sensitive it is)
— DAICHI
he's cocky, so either neck or inner thighs, close to where you need him the most. he can't help but hide a sly smirk behind a cough whenever you come into the gym, neck covered in foundation in a sad attempt to hide the marks lingering there, knowing that he is the reason that you limp around pathetically, your body remembering his ministrations from the night before
— SUGA
loves loves loves leaving hickeys on your chest. it's a really intimate gesture for him, because he can feel your heart beat through the soft skin as he's littering the place with gentle marks
— ASAHI
this shy baby gets unbelievably bold when it's just the two of you, and he makes sure to mark you up nicely. not an inch of your thighs is spared, not even a little bit of your neck is excused. so everywhere. it's a spur of the moment thing but, unlike hinata, he doesn't get that embarrassed about it (if the other guys didn't believe he was tough, he sure as hell made them eat their words the moment you sauntered into the gym to hand him his water bottle during practice)
BONUS — UKAI
usually on your thighs, he always gets handsy if you make yourself comfortable on the shop counter and your thighs happen to be on display. be warned, though, because you might come off as a tease, and "we don't like to be teased like this, do we, baby?" and if you come face to face with feral keishin... just– proceed with caution.
a/n: worked my ass off for this, bc songs are handpicked okay bb. plus scenarios to munch along with the playlist, so enjoy my lovelies <33 OH AND WATCH OUT I MADE SUNARIN RICH Y'ALL
warnings: fem/gn! reader (they wear a dress, heels and lipstick: take it as you wish), it gets a tad bit suggestive here and there, slight mention of smoking in ukai's, but otherwise just fluff
— AKAASHI
welcome and goodbye · dream ivory
-ˏˋ the night air was fresh and warm, the humidity seeping through the skin of your arms as the car sped up along the highway. your sweet boyfriend was humming along the soft tune that was coming from the aux, one hand on the steering wheel and the other one drawing soothing circles on your thigh from time to time, silver rings glistening in the pale moonlight.
— ATSUMU
fallout · catfish and the bottlemen
-ˏˋ tonight was one of those nights when you and atsumu fought over the smallest, stupidest thing managable. and yet it got to the point where you started to angrily cry, hiding in your bedroom after slamming the door shut. your boyfriend would sob quietly outside, whispering hushed apologies through the hardwood, hoping they would reach you. truth is, you both knew they would, they always did. you both knew that you'd eventually open the door and crawl into his arms, holding tightly onto him as he'd litter your face in small, wet kisses that would hopefully make up for the words that had trouble coming out of his mouth.
— IWA
hey there delilah · plain white t's
-ˏˋ the sheets are cold under your cheek, phone held clumsily in your hand as the bright screen is making your tired eyes squint in discomfort, your boyfriend laughing heartily at your reaction from the other side of the glass. you two have been talking for almost two hours now, you thought as you looked at the clock that was resting on your bedside table. during this time he asked how the states were treating you, how busy were the streets, how was the city at night, and gasped dramatically when you told him that the closest japanese restaurant to your place was two whole metro stations away. you yawned for the nth time that call and iwa suggested you hang up and fall asleep, to which you strongly declined, wanting to spend more time with your boyfriend. how about i sing you a lullaby, hm? was the last thing you heard before slowly drifting to sleep, accompanied by his gentle voice.
— KENMA
sweet creature · harry styles
-ˏˋ the matress was by far the least comfortable thing to sleep on, but it was the only choice you and kenma had, since this was the first night in your new apartment. you insisted on getting an empty one, since it would be way easier to furnish from then on, but the two of you had to live through the downside of it until then. although, you weren't really complaining; not when your boyfriend's tender embrace engulfed you, encouraging you to snuggle closer into his chest. breathing in his soft scent and feeling the warmth of his skin seeping through his (and your) clothes, you couldn't have been more content with how things were in those quiet moments.
— KUROO
national anthem (demo 1) · lana del rey
-ˏˋ kuroo smelled of cologne and fresh toothpaste. that was the first thing you noticed when you hugged your boyfriend tightly, his big hands warm and secure on your bare back. you were a fidgety mess, you've been like this the entire evening: retouching your lipstick in the mirror, arranging and rearranging your dress every five minutes or so, sauntering around the house in your expensive high heels. this was quite different from all the dates you two have been on, since now he was going to present you as his partner to his coworkers. kuroo snapped you out of your thoughts when he attached his lips to your neck, sucking a mark into the soft flesh. you let out a choked gasp and he chuckled as you started scolding him for his behaviour. he only settled for swapping his thumb over your lower lip, bending down to whisper in your ear: i'm sorry angel, you seemed quite tense and i couldn't really keep my hands to myself. i just want those guys to see that you're mine, you know?
— SAKUSA
after dark · mr.kitty
-ˏˋ darkness surrounded the two of you as he didn't let his unforgiving grip on your shoulders falter, the people's obscenely loud voices being heard even from where he dragged you in a rush. sakusa couldn't stop kissing you feverishly, the smell of sweat and anxiety invading his nostrills as the sensual tune was booming in his ears, tummy doing backflips as he kept swallowing your desperate moans and pants with a fervor neither of you was aware of until then.
— SEMI
candy wrappers · summer salt
-ˏˋ warm water was tickling your toes as you dug them into the smooth sand, the late afternoon sun hot on the skin of your back as you closed your eyes, inhaling the salty scent of the sea. suddenly, you feel a warm body press behind yours and your lover was by your side. semi snaked his arms around your middle to hold you close to his chest, dipping his head down to lay his chin on top of your shoulder, kissing the skin there. let's fall back to see if the waves can catch us, you smile in his embrace and he chuckles lightly, grabbing you by the hand and dragging you along with him, your bodies tangling as you drop into the water.
— SUNA
robbers · the 1975
-ˏˋ as soon as you stepped out of the house, you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. the sun was gentle on your face, a kind reminder of the future ahead of you. a good omen, if you will, and you silently prayed for it to be so. you looked around and noticed an aston martin parked neatly around the corner, smiling to yourself at your boyfriend's prudence. you adjusted the bag on your shoulder and grabbed your suitcases, turning around to look at your house one last time. you decided that you wouldn't miss it too much and made your way towards the car, determination pumping through your veins. the car door from the driver's side opened, a young man climbing out of the car. there he was, in all of his tailored suit and ray ban sunglasses glory. the smile on his face was impeccable, genuine and warm and only yours to see. babe, you look so cool! you exclaim sheepishly as you run into his arms, the faint smell of his aftershave and cologne still present on the warm skin of his neck.
— SUGA
take me out · franz ferdinand
-ˏˋ mischief comes like first nature to the two of you: young, fearless and overall invincible, the taste of youth always present on your tongue, blood pumping wildly in your veins as you think about your next move in this big game of tag that you started playing, almost for a living now. you and kōshi were running as hard as your feet could carry you, police sirens blaring behind you. thank god for the hoods and masks, you think breathlessly as you grab suga's hand and take an abrupt turn to the left, only looking ahead to the open garage door a few hundred meters in front of you and hoping for the best.
— UKAI
since i've been loving you · led zeppelin
-ˏˋ keishin's limbs were tangled with yours as you watched an old movie, the fan in the living room making its presence known with a soft hum. your lover took a long drag from his cigarette, letting the smoke dangle into the air and dissolve into elaborate patterns, before looking down at you with a quirked eyebrow. gimme, you groan as you stretch your hand over your head to grab the cigarette from between his fingers, taking a drag yourself and exhaling deeply, the taste of tobacco now making itself at home on your tongue.
a/n: my emotional support plant died today and i'm crushed. so this is more self-indulgent and overdramatic than ever but, if anyone else's in this situation, please come join my pity party. let's cry together.
warnings: gn!reader, is this classified as angst?? fluff + hurt/comfort, bokuto cries at some point :((
— ATSUMU
the one who's trying to lift you up with his stupid jokes and comforting words
"baby? what's wrong?"
atsumu's eyebrows are furrowed as you step into the kitchen, eyes red and puffy from crying.
"my plant died." you sob pathetically, looking at your boyfriend through your lashes.
he bit the inside of his cheek in an attempt not to smile, but you saw the way his eyes crinkled and his nose scruntched.
"i swear to god, 'tsumu, if you're gonna start laughing at me–"
"'m not gonna, 'm not gonna i promise!" he started waving his hands in front of himself, getting up from where he was sitting at the table, walking towards you to envelop your smaller body in a tight hug, letting your head rest on his shoulder.
"s'okay, honey, s'okay. they're in a better place now. look on the bright side, they won't have to go through the torture of bearing with our karaoke nights anymore!"
"are you trying to say that i don't know how to sing, atsumu?" you lift your head up to look into his eyes, sniffling in the process.
"hey, stop givin' me that look, i said our karaoke nights, okay?"
"doesn't make me feel better, y'know." you speak as you start pouting, eyes drifting away from his face to stare out the window behind him, heart still heavy in your chest.
"love? c'mon, look at me."
he grabbed your face gently so that you would look into his big eyes, and stared back at you with such intensity that it sent chills down your spine.
"i'm sad that yer little friend died, but there's nothin' you can do about it now. instead, try to ask yourself why did this happen, and what you should change so it doesn't happen again next time. plus, you've got me to take care of, don't ya? am i not a handful already?" he smiled down at you, sending a wink your way.
"you're truly impossible." you groan, resting your head in defeat back in its previous spot, smiling slightly to yourself as the habitual banter with your lover brought you back from that miserable state you've been in prior to the conversation.
— BOKUTO
the one who starts crying along with you, helping you let it all out
"sweetie, how about helping me out with– oh my god are you okay? baby? what's wrong, why are you crying?" bokuto said as he stumbled into the living room, rushing to kneel before you as you were sitting on the couch, grabbing you cheeks with his big, warm hands.
"my–" you hiccup midway, freaking your boyfriend out even more. "my plant died today." you finally say, fresh tears running down your cheeks and onto the pads of his fingers.
"oh no, no, for real? but they were so small and green and pretty!" he pouted, golden eyes becoming glassy by the second.
"i know, right? it's my fault, i should've watered it more..." your voice became small, eyes looking up at the man before you, realising that he was seconds away from shedding a few tears himself.
"baby, please don't say that, please, you're gonna make me cry..."
too late, you thought as you bit your lip, watching kōtarō as he started sniffling.
"oh baby, wait, wait, hey..." you pull him into your arms, having his head rest on your chest as you started to soothe him, running your fingers through his soft hair.
as you kept whispering encouraging words in his ear, you realised that your mood from before dissapeared, being replaced with love and softness for your empathetic boyfriend.
you smiled weakly and kissed his head, while his breathing started to ease against your warm body.
— HINATA
the one who's shushing you, kissing your forehead before cuddling with you for the rest of the night
shoyō entered your shared apartment and stopped in his tracks, his ears picking up sobs and whimpers coming from the bedroom.
"babe? something wrong?"
no answer, but the crying didn't stop, so he marched towards the bedroom, grocery bag long forgotten in the hallway.
"hi, what's going on pumpkin?" he asked as he entered the room, only to find you sitting on the edge of your bed, hands covering your face as you cried.
you turned your head towards hinata, puffy features greeting him as he rushed to your side, a strong hand already snaking around you to hold you by the waist.
"m–my plant died today." you finally sob, head turned to burry in the crook of hinata's shoulder.
"oh no, poor baby." he sighed, rubbing soothing circles on your back. "cry, it's okay. let it all out. i've got you, my baby, i'm here."
you sobbed silently in the comfort of his arms as hinata didn't let go of you, holding you in place until you calmed down a little.
you finally lifted your head up, eyes locking with his softened gaze, the one that always warmed your cheeks up and made you swoon.
"wanna lie down, babe? it's pretty late anyway, so how about we cuddle and listen to some music, hm?"
"sounds good to me, but i'm choosing the record this time." you say as you get up and head towards the old record player that was resting against the beige wall, the small wooden table underneath housing all of the records that you owned on the shelf between its legs.
"not if we both agree on elvis."
you turn around to him and smile, the first genuine smile of the day.
"you've got yourself a deal."
— SAKUSA
the one who's littering your face with kisses, buying you a new plant first thing in the morning
kiyoomi didn't know how to react at the sight before him.
he just wanted to wash his hands after he came home, but found you sitting on the bathroom floor instead.
"love? what's wrong, talk to me." he asked as he gently kneeled next to you, his large frame feeling somehow out of place in the small, dimly lit bathroom.
"my plant died this morning..." you murmur quietly as more tears escaped from your eyes, rolling down the apples of your cheeks and landing into your lap.
omi exhaled and moved to sit right next to you, personal space be damned as he took your face in his hands, calloused thumbs rubbing your cheeks reassuringly.
you leaned into his touch, cheeks squishing against his palms as he started kissing every available spot on your face, leaving the skin flushed in its wake.
as he tilted his head back to look at you, your features were tingling and burning, the sensation both familiar as ever and thrilling as if it had no precedent.
sakusa started speaking tenderly.
"your empathy is otherworldly, angel." he strengthened his point with a wet kiss delivered to your forehead. "here, how about we go plant shopping tomorrow? i'm pretty sure you've been meaning to add a ficus in the bedroom for a while. and, just to be sure that we get something that lasts, let's also look for a cactus while we're at it."
"what's with you obsessing over cacti, hm?"
"hmm, lemme think. maybe it's because i relate to them in a spiritual way, almost?"
"could be, yeah. which means that i'll be taking care of it, since i'm used to seemingly grumpy fellas with an attitude and a big heart."
kiyoomi beamed at you, content with how your morale was slowly coming back to you.
