cws: nsfw, smut, all characters 18+, cigarette smoking, oral (m receiving), dirty talk, daddy kink (ukai); dacryphilia, overstimulation, degradation (tsukishima); panty-sniffing, masturbation (azumane); praise kink (yamaguchi); exhibitionism, public sex (sugawara); oral (f receiving), a MUNCH (sawamura); premature ejaculation (tanaka)
ukai’s guilty pleasure is smoking a cigarette while you give him head, the rush of nicotine spiraling up his spine as your tongue greedily laves over his weeping tip. one hand gently rests on the back of your head, lazily stroking your hair while he rocks his hips up into your throat. “keep suckin’ on it just like that, pretty girl. you know exactly what daddy likes, huh?”
tsukishima gets hard when you cry (this is like canon at this point). his goal is to get you so fucked out of your mind you can barely talk, tears streaming down your face at the combination of overstimulation and degrading filth falling from his lips: “what, the little pillow princess can’t even take dick without cryin’ now?”
azumane has the nastiest panty-sniffing problem. first time he went down on you he sucked your pussy lips through your panties until you were shivering and screaming, fabric completely soaked through. after he ripped them off and pocketed them for later, it became a habit. whenever he’s away from you, he can’t cum without huffing your scent in like a fucking dog
yamaguchi cums at the mere suggestion of praise. the first time you wrap your hands around his cock and whisper how pretty it is, he's shooting ropes of cum all over your hands and up his tummy, stuttering out an apology until you shut him up with a kiss
sugawara loves to fuck you in public. not where anyone can see you, no—he doesn’t want anyone to be able to look at you when your mouth is slack with pleasure and your eyes are up in your head—but if he can sneak off to a closet at a party or duck behind a building to fuck you up against a wall he’s doing it. claps a hand over your mouth with a mischievous smirk when you’re too loud, "darling, I thought you didn't want people to hear us?"
sawamura eats pussy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. he’s a giver, and nothing makes him harder than slinging the backs of your thighs over his shoulders and diving into your cunt. he’s sweet with it most of the time, threading his fingers with yours and lazily drawing circles over your clit, but sometimes he’s impatient to feel your cute little hole gush on his tongue and manhandles you up onto his face where he can lick you until you scream
tanaka almost always prematurely ejaculates if you’re making out with him on his lap. if you’re in a skirt and the slowly dampening heat of your pussy starts throbbing against him—man is GONE. he drags you over and over his cock, head thrown back against the couch, something almost like a whimper escaping his throat—"fuck angel - ’s not fuckin’ fair for ya to feel this good"
confessing to karasuno boys, giving them a letter then running away, only for you to get chased down.
karasuno vbc x f!reader
inspired by that one tiktok where reader confesses, so credits to them! i obviously changed everything up and added some twists but the whole idea isn’t from me <3
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sawamura daichi
you’d spent hours writing daichi’s letter, every word rewritten three times until it looked neat and perfect. you found him leading stretches after practice and your heart almost gave out.
you shuffled up, shoved the envelope into his hand and blurted, “don’t read it until later!” before bolting.
daichi blinked, confused, then glanced down. one look at your careful handwriting and he already knew it was something big. and suddenly—you were running away from him. oh no. not happening.
“y/n! wait!” he shouted, jogging after you with dad speed. you squealed, weaving between benches and bags, but he was faster, stronger, and absolutely not letting his precious sweetheart, out of his sight.
he cornered you gently against the gym wall, smiling that warm captain smile that made you weak. “you don’t need to run from me. especially not after giving me something this important.” he tucked the letter neatly into his pocket like a sacred charm. “i’ll keep this safe. i’ll keep you safe.”
…was it just you, or did his grip on your wrist linger a little too long?
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sugawara kōshi
suga was casually checking homework in the empty classroom when you nervously placed a folded note on his desk. “read it later, okay?” you whispered before sprinting out.
he waited until the hallway was quiet before opening it. his eyes danced over the words, and a slow grin spread across his face. oh, you were too cute.
“y/n~” he sing-songed, standing so fast his chair toppled over. his voice echoed down the hallway as he strolled after you, pretending to be calm but moving fast. “you can’t just say you like me and vanish. don’t you know i’ll always find you?”
you tried hiding behind the stairwell, but suddenly—he was right behind you. “boo.” his whisper made you jump so hard you nearly fell, but he caught your wrist smoothly.
his chuckle was soft against your ear. “don’t run, sweetheart. i’ve been waiting for this.” he folded the note neatly, slipped it into his breast pocket, then tapped it twice like sealing a promise.
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azumane asahi
too nervous to hand it over directly, you slipped your letter into asahi’s shoe locker. but later, when you peeked back, you found him just standing there staring at it like it was radioactive.
he finally unfolded it, and his entire face went crimson. “a-ahhh, she—” his voice cracked. and then he saw you down the hall. your eyes met.
you bolted.
“w-wait!! please, don’t—don’t run!!” he panicked, fumbling after you, nearly tripping over his own feet in desperation.
“it’s embarrassing!!” you squealed.
“but i—I don’t want you to think i don’t feel the same!!”
he finally caught you near the gym doors, breathless, hair frazzled. he clutched the letter with both hands like it was the most precious thing in the world.
“i’ll… i’ll treasure this. i’ll treasure you. i promise.” his shaky determination made your heart squeeze. and the way he slipped your note carefully into his jacket pocket like it’s national treasure.
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nishinoya yū
you’d tried to be subtle, slipping a folded letter into noya’s palm during practice. “don’t open it until later!” you hissed.
but he was nishinoya. of course he ripped it open immediately.
“WHAT?! Y/N LOVES ME?!” he screamed so loud half the gym dropped their water bottles. tanaka screamed too, because that’s what best friends do.
you shrieked and bolted, but noya was already tearing after you at full libero speed. “YOU THINK YOU CAN OUTRUN THE GUARDIAN DEITY OF KARASUNO?!”
you sprinted down the hallway, heart racing, but suddenly he lunged and blocked your path like a defensive wall. he was bouncing on his toes, grinning like a maniac.
“so it’s true, right? you mean it?” his dark eyes were wide, gleaming almost desperately. when you nodded, embarrassed, he slammed a hand against the wall beside your head, leaning in close.
“good. because now you’re mine. forever.” he laughed, but his grip on your shoulder was a little too tight to be just a joke.
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tanaka ryūnosuke
you tried to be sneaky and tucked the letter under his water bottle. but tanaka noticed instantly.
“huh? what’s this?” he asked, ripping it open right then and there. the second he read “i like you” his soul ignited.
“OH MY GOD. OH MY—”
you were already halfway down the hallway when he bellowed, “Y/N, BABY!!! TRUE LOVE IS REAL!!” and barreled after you like a man possessed.
he caught you and spun you around dramatically, nearly dropping you but catching you again with surprising tenderness. “I ACCEPT YOUR LOVE!! I SWEAR TO TREASURE IT FOREVER!!” he shouted, eyes blazing with sincerity.
and yet, when he carefully folded your letter and slipped it into his pocket with reverence, the way his hand lingered there felt almost worshipful. it is
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ennoshita chikara
you slipped him the letter after practice, mumbling, “please don’t read it now,” before running away.
ennoshita read it immediately.
he sighed, smiling to himself. “she’s too cute…” and then—he followed. calm, steady, like he had all the time in the world.
you peeked over your shoulder only to see him jogging calmly behind you. “you knew i’d chase you, right? you can’t just drop something like this on me and disappear.”
when he finally caught you, he simply held the letter out between you. “this is precious. you’re precious. don’t run from me, okay?” his voice was steady, but there was a sharp glint in his eyes, like he wasn’t asking—he was deciding.
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kinoshita hisashi
you slipped the letter into his math notebook, heart pounding. hours later, you heard him practically shout from across the campus.
“NO WAY—Y/N?!”
next thing you knew, he was sprinting toward you with the speed of a man possessed, waving the note above his head. “Y/N!!! YOU—YOU LIKE ME?!”
you panicked, darting behind the gym, but he found you instantly.
“is this real?” he panted, smiling like he’d just won the lottery. “please tell me it’s real.” his hands shook as he clutched the letter to his chest. “you don’t know how long i’ve wanted this…”
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narita kazuhito
you dropped the letter on his desk before class ended and bolted.
narita stared at it for a long time, then slowly opened it.
he read the first line and froze. then, determined, he searched for you.
he found you outside the school gate, laughing breathlessly as he caught your wrist. “you thought you could just give me this and leave me hanging? not happening.”
he squeezed your hand gently, his smile tender but firm. “i’ll take this seriously. i’ll take you seriously. don’t run away from me again, okay?” and though his tone was soft, you couldn’t help but feel the weight of a promise you weren’t allowed to break.
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kageyama tobio
you shoved the letter at him after practice and ran.
kageyama stood frozen, then opened it. the second he realized it was a confession, his entire face turned scarlet. “eh—EH?!”
he sprinted after you, sneakers pounding on the floor. “WAIT! YOU CAN’T JUST SAY THIS AND LEAVE!” his voice cracked.
he finally caught you, gripping the note so tightly it crinkled. “you… you like me? for real? then—then don’t run away. i’ll keep up. i’ll always keep up. you’re never leaving me behind.”
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hinata shōyō
you tucked the letter into his lunchbox, and when he opened it, he screamed. “W-WHAT—”
he spotted you across the gym and took off like a rocket. “Y/N!!”
you dashed, but he was bouncing around you like a hyper puppy. “is this real?! you like me?!” his face was so red he looked ready to combust. “oh my god oh my god, me too!! don’t ever run away, i’ll always catch you!”
he hugged your note against his chest like it was oxygen, his grin wide and desperate. ‘good. finally.’
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tsukishima kei
you slipped the letter into his textbook. tsukishima read it, raised an eyebrow, and smirked.
you immediately bolted, but his long strides ate up the hallway. “seriously? you thought you could drop this on me and run?”
he cornered you against the lockers, leaning down until his glasses glinted. “you like me, huh? then stop running. because you’re mine now.” his calm tone made your skin prickle more than yelling ever could.
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yamaguchi tadashi
you handed him the letter after practice, cheeks red, before running off.
yamaguchi unfolded it with trembling hands. “she… she likes me?” his heart practically leapt out of his chest.
he spotted you running and dashed after you without thinking. “y/n! wait!” he caught up, breathless, but grinning. “don’t… don’t run. i’ve wanted this for so long.”
he clutched the letter so tightly it wrinkled. “you don’t know how much this means to me. i’ll take care of it. i’ll take care of you.” his soft smile made you weak—yet his desperate grip on your wrist told you he meant every word literally.
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a/n: i already have a few drafts for other teams 😮💨
Everyone loves Captain Tadashi’s girlfriend a little too much!
Shoyo Hinata, Tobio Kageyama, Kei Tsukishima, Tadashi Yamaguchi x fem!reader
Tags: General pervertedness, grinding, voyeurism, male masturbation, panty sniffing, implied Tsukiyama, pussy eating, vaginal sex, creampie, nudes.
SMUT AHEAD! MINORS DNI, THIS IS NOT FOR YOU.
@sugioki this was personally written for you :)
There’s a certain amount of camaraderie that comes with being teammates, especially on a team as tight-knit as Karasuno. The team spends hours a day together, often in close contact until the sun goes down. For Shoyo Hinata, Tobio Kageyama, and Kei Tsukishima, this camaraderie extends to their Captain Tadashi Yamaguchi’s beloved girlfriend.
Shoyo Hinata is sweet. He’s always been sweet but with you, he’s positively saccharine. Running up to you to sweep you into hugs after a game, muscular biceps squeezing around your waist, laughing innocently as if your breasts aren’t pressed against his chest. Helping carry the crates full of water bottles back to the bus during away games, positively preening as you praise him for his strength. Offering to teach you how to receive, sliding up against your ass from the back as he corrects your form.
Hinata is also sweet as he tells you how good you look in your uniform skirt, those pretty sunset-brown eyes fixed on the curve of your exposed thighs as you bend over to retrieve a loose ball on the court. His tongue pokes out the side of his mouth as he prays he’s lucky enough to catch a glimpse of your panties.
Tobio Kageyama’s never been one to listen well, except when it comes to you. He’ll do anything you say, whether it’s tidying up the gym or studying so that he isn’t banned from the next away game, just as long as you say his name. You can practically see the shiver run up his spine when it falls from your pretty pink lips, cock hardening painfully in his gym shorts and straining against the thin fabric. He’s positively shameless about it too, begging you to call him by his first name because you’re friends, and that’s what friends call each other, right?
It’s over for him the moment he hears you call him Tobio– He has to excuse himself to the bathroom to clean up the mess in his boxers. Still, it doesn’t stop him from fisting his sensitive, overstimulated cock right there in the stall, whimpering out loud from the memory the shape of your lips around his name.
Kei Tsukishima hates being jealous, because it would mean admitting that someone else has something that he really, truly wants. And really, he’s not jealous. He doesn’t even like you! It’s obvious in the way he’ll never look you in the eye when you visit the gym, making up something or other as an excuse when Yamaguchi invites him out to dinner with the two of you. He’ll walk home on his own, thank you very much, but not before doubling back to the clubroom, eyes flickering back and forth surreptitiously as he unlocks the room.
He knows what you and Tadashi get up to when you think the team’s gone home for the night, up against the shelving and the desks, and he also knows where you swap out your extra pair of panties for when the ones you wear are too ruined by his best friend’s cum to wear home. Digging around in the lockers, he pulls out the freshly-stained garment, still damp from your arousal and Tadashi’s own essence. Too impatient to wait until he gets home, Tsukki presses them harshly against his nose, inhaling the mixture of sweat and yours and his best friend’s love, letting out a deep groan. Thank gods he’s often responsible for the clubroom key after club hours are over.
Tadashi Yamaguchi isn’t the bright-eyed naive first-year he was when he first came to Karasuno. He’s grown a considerable amount in both brains and brawn, and it shows in the way he runs the team– both visible and invisible. On the court, he’s jovial and supportive, teaching his juniors how to improve their skills and rallying them when game time begins. And off the court, he isn’t opposed to giving the other third-years crumbs of you if it bolster their team spirit. So long as he’s the only one who gets to hear you crying out as he presses you into the mattress, slurping noisily as he eats you out for the third time that night.
He soothes you with inaudible praises as he spreads your pretty pussy, wrapping his lips tightly around your clit and sucking it into his mouth. The raw little bud must be throbbing so much right now, so just let him soothe it with his tongue even as you cry out “‘s too much, Yama, I’m gonna squirt!” You’re his pretty girl– he knows you can take it. Just give him a couple more minutes between your legs and he’ll be ready for the main course. Then you’ll get to enjoy cockhead giving your pretty cervix kisses right up until the moment he floods your womb.
Of course, Captain Tadashi is a generous man, so he makes a deal with himself. He’ll snap a picture as his cum leaks out between your thighs and send it to Hinata, Kageyama, and Tsukishima if they make it to nationals this year.
IN WHICH — you’re kageyama’s tutor for a grand total of 4 weeks (and its both a blessing and a curse)
EXTRA — crack, fluff, kageyama is a dry texter, we are silently crashing out, based on these two requests (1 & 2)
A/N — dedicated to mayo (@mayoeinase) & jae (@kagstobioisthelightofmylife), the biggest tobio enthusiasts i know 🧐😂🙏
&& i had to include a nique (@showhay) cameo !!!!
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note: this is kinda inspired by the song Q&A by seventeen and ailee (super old i know lol). alternative title is "what would they do if their gf asked "would you still love me if i became a worm?""
sawamura daichi
being in the same class, you two often got to spend time together.
excluding the times he had to go to volleyball practice that is.
but you would often walk home together, go on study dates together, and once in a while you two went out on regular dates together.
it was on one of these dates, at the local shops where you two were sitting at a cafe sharing a parfait, where you spotted a particularly fashionable girl across the street.
she looked like she stepped right out of a magazine with the newest trendiest clothes, perfectly done makeup, and without a single hair out of place.
"she's really pretty, isn't she?"
daichi looked up from the parfait at the girl across the street.
he would be lying if he said she was average looking. in fact, he thought she was quite beautiful.
but to say that about another woman in front of his own girlfriend? he knew better than that.
but also, how could he say it in a way that didn't sound like pr-talk?
after a moment of thought, he turned back to face you and said,
"she's not my type. you're prettier to me."
when he saw the way your eyes widened and a light blush dusted your cheeks, he felt a bit of relief knowing he had given an acceptable answer.
sugawara koushi
i'm sorry i might be biased but i think sugawara could pass all these questions with ease.
if you asked him what he'd do if you turned into a worm, he'd say he'd give you the highest quality dirt until you turned back into a human.
if you asked him whether you looked bad in an outfit, he'd tell you the truth with a dash of sugar to comfort you.
and he always notices when something is different about your looks.
i just think he's like. the perfect boyfriend tbh.
but as the new year comes and times passes, you notice it's almost valentine's day.
of course, you're getting something for him!
but if you heard the rumours right, some of your juniors had crushes on your boyfriend and wanted to get him something too.
and you wondered, what would he do about that?
so one day you sat next to him at lunch and poked him.
"kou... what would you do if you got valentine's chocolates from a girl other than me?"
he looked over at you with a slightly surprised look for a second before relaxing his face and thinking.
"well... do you think that's gonna happen?"
"hmm... i don't know... but i know suga-senpai is popular" you teased.
he laughed but thought about it for a bit more before grinning and saying,
"i would thank them, but i would share the chocolates with you."
and that's exactly what he did when valentine's day came around.
azumane asahi
asahi had come to school a bit early and was waiting for class to start, when you, his girlfriend, ran into the classroom and straight to him.
"asahi-kun! do you notice anything different about me?"
his eyes widen a bit and he's staring at your face intensely, knowing this was one of those questions where he Had to get right or he'd seem like an inattentive boyfriend.
"uhh... hm... could i get a hint?" he's smiling sheepishly.
"no hints! surely you can tell!" you're grinning and shifting from foot to foot.
asahi's starting to worry because there's nothing particularly different about your appearance...
the same hair accessories, the same barely noticeable makeup, the same way you tied your tie... what could be the difference?
he's starting to sweat and he's looking you up and down and that's when he realises
"you're wearing thigh highs instead of knee highs!"
"correct!! the weather's getting colder so i'm dressing warmer! you pass, asahi-kun~"
and with that you skip away to your table.
asahi breathes a sigh of relief and leans back in his chair knowing he got the answer right and that he's not an inattentive boyfriend.
he feels like he can live another day in peace.
tanaka ryuunosuke
this is a man who talks before thinking. so you know whatever he says is what he truly feels.
he's also the type of guy who's basically leaking affection for you and has to loudly tell you everyday how wonderful he thinks you are.
and everyday he's going on about how you're practically a goddess of beauty and how no one compares to you!
so you decide to give him a little test.
"hey, ryuu, i have a question for you."
he immediately straightens up at your serious tone. "is everything alright, my sweetiepie? is there something bothering you?" you can't help but giggle a bit at his choice of words.
"mm no, but i was just wondering... if you were given the chance, would you kiss the prettiest girl in the world for a million yen?"
tanaka's jaw drops for a bit.
a chance to kiss the prettiest girl in the world?!
what would she even look like?
she'd have to look prettier than you.
but is that even possible?
how could someone be more beautiful than you?
he doesn't even realise he's said all of this aloud until you start laughing.
"you're so cute, ryuu." you say and tiptoe to peck his cheek.
he's so embarrassed, he's hiding the lower half of his face in his zipped-up jersey jacket.
nishinoya yuu
noya loves you so much he probably couldn't go a day without you.
he even carried a copy of your purikura together in his wallet and looked at it a couple of times a day.
he always complimented you on how "you look so beautiful today too! you look even more beautiful than yesterday!"
but you wondered if he was just simply saying that stuff or if he really meant it.
so you decided to give him a little test for fun.
you waited patiently in the classroom for your boyfriend to enter, a little later than you usually did.
and when he did, he made a beeline straight for you.
"y/n! my darling!! seeing you today has blessed my eyes again!" he was about to hug you tightly but you held a hand out.
"wait! do you notice anything different about me today?" you asked.
noya paused and looked you up and down.
"you tied your hair the same way."
"mmhm."
"uh... your hair is the same length too."
"yeah..."
"is it... wait!"
he looked down and noticed you were wearing thigh highs instead of knee highs today.
"you're wearing thigh highs..."
"oh! you noticed! what do you-"
"thank you for blessing my eyes you look so sexy in thigh highs. i could thank god for turning the weather colder!"
you couldn't help but blush.
kageyama tobio
no one quite knows how tobio landed a girlfriend with the way his mind's always on volleyball.
but he's actually a pretty decent boyfriend who does his best to dedicate his non-volleyball time to you!
he lends you his jacket, he holds your hand, he walks you home... all stuff a high school boy would do for his girlfriend.
but he's not quite sure what to do when you ask him a random question one day.
"tobio, would you still love me if i were a worm?"
he pauses mid sip of his milk carton.
"a... worm?"
"yeah."
the setter stares at you and thinks for a bit, wondering what would he do if you one day woke up as a worm.
"if you were a worm... can i wait for you to turn back into a human?"
"mmm... maybe? but what would you do during the time i'm a worm?"
he's just utterly confused on what this situation is.
"but you wouldn't become a worm anyways."
"i know, but what if?"
"but it's not going to happen."
"of course not! but i'm just saying, what if?"
he takes another few seconds to think, staring blankly at you before going,
"i guess i would bring you to volleyball practice and put you on the bench."
it's a good enough answer.
hinata shoyo
you absolutely love your little ball of sunshine of a boyfriend!
and you also absolutely love teasing the heck out of him!!
one day you walk up to his table between classes and poke him.
"shoyo..."
"hm? what is it, y/n?" he's beaming with his oh so cute smile
"i have a question for you. would you kiss the prettiest girl in the world if you got one million yen from it?"
his eyes widen a bit because dang... one million is a lot.
but to kiss someone other than you?
"but then i'd be kissing someone other than you! i wouldn't wanna do that!"
you're kinda touched by that but you have to follow through! so you pout and ask, "so am i not the prettiest girl in the world?"
shoyo instantly realises the trap he fell for and he turns red in embarrassment.
"w-w- wait!!! you are pretty!" hes standing up out of his chair and grabbing your hands.
"yeah but you said the prettiest girl in the world is someone else..."
"i mean!! but you- ah! you're the prettiest girl to me!" he's squeezing your hands and pulling you closer to him, practically begging for you to accept his words.
you just giggle and kiss his cheek.
"you're so cute, shoyo."
you wave goodbye and head back to your class next door and he's left staring in shock from the sudden ambush.
tsukishima kei
your boyfriend was always a very straight-forward guy.
no-nonsense, would say what he thought straight to you.
so one day when you're over at his house, reading a manga on his bed while he's completing some homework at his desk, and you ask him "kei, what would you do if i turned into a work?", his first response is to turn to you with a deadpan look and say
"you won't turn into a worm."
you sit up and pout, "but what if i did?"
tsukishima turns his whole body to you and crosses his arms. "this is one of those difficult questions girls ask their boyfriends to test them where there's no proper answer, is there?"
"i wouldn't say there's no proper answer."
"there's no point discussing things that won't happen."
"ugh, you're no fun."
tsukishima raises an eyebrow. "well what do you want me to say?"
"i can't tell you that! i wanna know what you would do if i turned into a worm."
he knows it's a silly question so he sighs, but he thinks about it for a moment.
"if you turned into a worm i would keep you in a small tank with nutritious dirt. i'd also feed you whatever worms like to eat."
it's a surprisingly good answer.
yamaguchi tadashi
ahh your sweet boyfie
he would never say anything that could hurt you!
but one day you two were going shopping together and you spotted a dress you really liked.
"tadashi! i wanna try on that dress, can you wait outside the changing room and tell me your opinion?"
"sure! let's go :)"
he has no problem at all being the only guy in the store while waiting for you, he can't wait to see you in the dress!
the curtain is pulled back and out you come!
he can't help but smile at the sight of you but he has to admit... the dress is a bit unflattering.
"what do you think? i kinda like it!" you grin and do a little twirl.
but if he had to be honest, he thought it looked a little old fashioned and fit you poorly.
"i uh..." yamaguchi trailed off as he looked you up and down.
of course, you notice what he was trying to say and pout a little, turning to look back in the mirror at yourself.
"oh... do you think it makes me look fat?"
"no no! not like that!" yamaguchi quickly blurted out, not wanting you to think that way about yourself at all. "it's just um... i think you would look better in a different dress."
you stare blankly at him through the mirror.
well at least he's honest.
he notices your silence and quickly says, "but i think you still look good! but maybe we should try some other dresses before choosing one to buy!"
"hmm... ok you do have a point. i'll go change out and we can continue shopping!"
the curtain closes again and yamaguchi can't help but breathe a small sigh of relief.
Things I think the haikyuu boys would do before dating you
(Karasuno ver.)
Hinata
•Most definitely confides in you.
•does anything that he can do to attempt to impress you. Weather being trying extra hard in his classes, trying a super cool new attack, or even just talking about things that he did that he deems a cool.
•is pretty touchy, not in a weird way. But he tends to somehow get his hands on you one way or another.
•He gets so hyped up seeing you at any sort of volleyball game, and he tries extra hard to do something cool and / or win.
Kageyama
•I personally believe he pays a lot of attention to things that aren't volleyball and that transfers to you. You tell him about a show you liked once three weeks ago? Yeah, he remembers and asks you about it when a new episode comes out.
•He tries his best to compliment you. He's not very good at it though, but I promise he tries.
•usally isn't a good listener, but for you he is, it's like a switch clicks on when you talk that has him zeroed into your rants and rambles
Yamaguchi
•He LIVES to complement you. There isn't a day where he isn't saying you look amazing or that he likes the way you did your hair that day.
•he's not very fond of touching. Like he would normally be very uncomfortable If someone tried to hug him. But every time you hug him, he melts into your touch, like he could be there all day.
•He will NEVER, and I mean never let you feel left out. He knows what it feels like to be left out and he wouldn't ever wish that on you.
•(metaphorically) dies when you get too close to him. His freckled face turns a bright shade of read.
Tsukishima
•somehow gets snarkier with you. But not in a bullying sense, he doesn't tease you more than anyone else. If you can tease him back, OH he has a field day.
•not only does he get snarkier, but he's also nicer to you. Especially if it's around other people who annoy him (hinata and kageyama)
It's kinda scary how nice he becomes.
•takes geuine interest in the things you talk about, especially if you do the same for him.
Tanaka
•you get the kiyoko treatment I fear. So if you don't like that, sucks to be you.
•another one who tries his hardest to impress you. He tries his best fo score extra points during a game or just look cool.
•is incredibly bashful. Dude, in private, he's internally panicking because he doesn't want to embarrass himself in front of you.
Nishinoya
•literally says I love you to you. "I love you, yknow that?" Good morning and goodnight texts "Goodnight, I love you" "Good morning, love youuu"
•gets you things that reminds him of you, a pair of socks with your favorite animal. Bought. A bracelet with your favorite colors on it. Also bought.
Sugawara
•flirts I don't care. you both have definitely made out "as friends"
•uses nicknames on you like "darling" or "my love" again just as friends, right? (No he's deeply in love with you)
•takes so many pictures with you. Like he has an album just of selfie with him titled: K + (your initial), he would die if you saw that folder name
Daichi
•pays extra attention to you, another one who buys things that remind him of you. He's gotten you a key chain of your favorite character that you cherish now.
•is protective of you but not OVERprotective. But he's always making sure you don't get hurt. (Not that he wouldn't mind taking care of you) He's a natural care taker due to being the oldest of his siblings.
•is always subconsciously bringing you up in conversations with the other third years. Poor guy doesn't even realize it.
Asahi
•is always showing you his sketches of outfits he's drawn, somehow they're always very close to your style (I wonder why that is..)
•He reassures you anytime you feel down. He never wants you to feel upset. I mean if he knows what it feels like to not be happy with himself why would he want you to feel the same?
•cuddlebug even before the relationship, you two are latched to each other's hip. Always touching each other.
•let's you play with his hair a the time. Usally he wouldn't let people touch his hair but he can make an exception.
(fluff / high school era / first crush)
│the simplest equation was the one you didn’t see coming
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you spend the entire last half of practice thinking about it.
your stomach is tight, your palms sweaty, your notebook damp from how long you’ve been gripping it. tsukishima is by the door packing up his things, the late afternoon sun catching the edges of his hair, and all you can think is i have to ask now, or i’ll never do it.
you stand there for a full minute before your legs finally move.
“tsukishima,” you manage, voice barely above a whisper.
he glances over, unimpressed at first… until he sees your expression. his posture shifts, subtle but noticeable, like he’s lowering his guard just for you.
“what is it?”
you swallow. hard. the words stick in your throat.
“i… um. i need help. with math.”
there’s a beat.
then another.
then hinata’s voice explodes behind you.
“WHAT? YOU? asking tsukishima for math help??”
kageyama folds his arms next to him, scowling. “he won’t tutor us. don’t bother. he’s a jerk.”
you cringe, the embarrassment burning hot under your skin. “i just— i really need to pass my exams or i can’t go to the tokyo training camp and— i know you’re good at math and i’m… really bad and i just—”
“sure,” tsukishima says.
hinata and kageyama’s jaws drop.
your brain stalls.
“s— sure?” you repeat.
tsukishima slips his bag over his shoulder, brushing past the two stunned first-years. “let’s go. before they start asking for help too.”
and that’s how you end up following him out of the gym like a startled little duck, heart pounding, mind racing, wondering what in the world you’ve just done.
his room is clean.
organized in that way only tsukishima could manage, like everything exists exactly where it’s supposed to be.
you sit at his desk while he pulls up a chair beside you. your notebook shakes on your lap and you hope he doesn’t notice.
he notices. of course he does.
“you don’t have to look so scared,” he says, voice flat but… softer than usual.
“i’m not scared,” you lie.
“you’re shaking,” he replies.
you choke. “i’m just— i’m really bad at this.”
“no one’s good at everything.”
you stare at your hands. “everyone thinks i am.”
that makes him pause.
when he speaks again, his tone is quieter.
“maybe that’s because you never let anyone see you struggle.”
your chest tightens. you don’t answer.
he doesn’t push.
instead, he takes your textbook and flips through it before pointing at a problem on one of the pages.
“okay. let’s start here.”
you try.
you really do.
but within three minutes, tsukishima realizes you are genuinely, catastrophically awful at math.
like… finger-counting. lost-in-the-middle-of-the-problem. staring at the page like it’s written in ancient hieroglyphics. that level of awful.
you wait— bracing for a snide comment, for that smug smirk, for a teasing jab you know you’ll be too sensitive to handle tonight.
but it never comes.
not even once.
tsukishima is… patient.
gentle.
shockingly soft.
“not quite,” he murmurs, leaning closer to point at the mistake. “you switched the numbers here. try it again.”
“no— don’t jump ahead. look at the exponent first.”
“slow down. you’re getting flustered.”
his voice is low, steady, careful. he doesn’t sigh or roll his eyes or make you feel stupid. he just guides you, piece by piece, until you can feel your brain chugging forward like a stubborn old engine finally catching.
over an hour passes.
your pencil taps.
your forehead scrunches.
you mutter apologies every five seconds.
and he quietly ignores every one of them.
then— somehow— impossibly—
you get a question right.
a hard question.
you blink down at the page in disbelief.
“wait. did i—? is that—?”
“yeah,” he says, leaning back slightly. “you got it.”
you stare.
then you grin.
you launch forward with so much excitement you don’t even think before throwing your arms around him.
“tsukishima, i did it! i actually— oh my god, thank you!”
his whole body goes rigid.
like… frozen-solid rigid.
for a split second you think you’ve made an enormous mistake.
but then, slowly— carefully— his arms wrap around you. warm. tentative. almost shy.
your breath catches.
you pull back first, face flaming, panic rising in your chest. “s—sorry! i didn’t mean to— i just— it was stupid—”
you try to move back.
you can’t.
his hands are still at your waist, holding you in place.
he’s staring at you.
really staring.
his eyes softer than you’ve ever seen them, like something warm and unguarded is flickering behind them. something he’s not used to showing anyone.
“you’re cute when you’re excited,” he says quietly.
your brain short-circuits.
heat rushes across your face. you cover your cheeks with your hands immediately, mortified.
he clicks his tongue gently, reaching up to tug your hands away, thumb brushing your wrist with infuriating tenderness.
“don’t hide,” he murmurs. “i like seeing you flustered.”
your heart slams against your ribs.
“i’m— i’m not flustered,” you squeak.
he smirks, leaning just a little closer. “you’re bright red.”
“no i’m— i’m not—”
“you are,” he teases, voice low, warm. “it’s cute.”
you think you might actually combust.
your breath stutters, your eyes dart to his mouth, and his expression shifts— softening again, like he’s seeing something he likes. something he’s been hoping for.
his hand lifts.
tucks a piece of hair gently behind your ear.
his fingertips linger just long enough to make your pulse tremble.
“you know,” you whisper, trying to keep your voice steady, “i’m gonna tell everyone you have a soft side.”
he snorts. “i’ll deny it.”
“i’ll have proof.”
“you have nothing,” he murmurs, leaning in, “except bad math skills and a crush.”
you choke. “i— i don’t—”
he smiles— genuinely, warmly, beautifully.
“you do.”
your breath stops.
he leans in closer, slow and deliberate, giving you every chance to pull away.
you don’t.
your lips meet softly.
shy.
warm.
the kind of first kiss that feels like your heart is turning over in your chest, blooming into something bright and terrifying and wonderful all at once.
when he pulls back, your noses still brush.
your heartbeat is wild.
tsukishima’s voice is barely above a whisper.
“come over again tomorrow,” he says. “your math still sucks.”
you laugh— breathless, flustered, happy.
“yeah,” you murmur, cheeks burning. “okay.”
he smiles, soft and lovesick and unbearably gentle.
“good.”
the world quiets around you, his forehead still brushing yours, and the warmth between you feels fragile and bright enough to make your heart tremble.
a/n: i can only write fluff, so please trust me that it's fluff. there's like, one usage of 'she', timeskip spoilers, and a bit of language. it's my longest fic yet (which isn't saying much), no beta we die like daichi
you don't know that tsukishima kei knows about your crush on him. it's so damn obvious, how you turn red so easily when he's around. unfortunately for you, though, he doesn't reciprocate, nor does he bother confronting you about it. you are his closest friend other than yamaguchi, and as much as he hates to admit it, he doesn't want to lose you as one. it's so tedious, anyways.
---
"it's our last year in karasuno, do you have anything planned?" you ask as you lay on the floor of tsukishima's room. you're supposed to be studying, since it was what you came over to do with kei and tadashi, but you gave up somewhere halfway in geography.
"it is my last year, but who knows about you? you've been slacking so much, you'd probably have to repeat a year. and could you get up?" he sighs and nudges your side with his foot.
"asshole," you mutter, cheeks growing red. if you knew that he just dodged your question, you don't do anything about it. "just you wait, i'll enroll into kyoto university and make you eat your words, beanpole."
"sure." his reply drips with sarcasm, but he doesn't doubt that you can make it far. there's a knock at the door.
"sorry for being late!"
"tadashi!!"
---
kei knows you can read him like an open book. you can tell he's having a bad day just by a conversation with him through text. he also knows that when he says that he doesn't want to talk, you immediately ring his phone.
the first time it happened, he had tried to decline your calls, or just ignore them entirely, but you're insistent. eventually he picked up, filled with pure irritation at that point.
"could you--"
"i'm heading over. i promise i won't push for any details. i'll even get strawberry shortcake on the way." you immediately stated. he paused to mull it over.
"fine, but if the cake sucks, i'm kicking you out." it's safe to say that the cake was good enough to make this a habit, so much so that tsukshima doesn't even know why you still call him to let him know you're coming over. the both of you know you will no matter what.
so here you are, sitting on his bedroom floor with him and eating desserts in silence, save for the music playing softly from his computer.
"you're gonna get in trouble with your parents when they realise you snuck out." he remarks. you shrug your shoulders, stuffing the remaining taiyaki in your mouth.
"i know."
"don't talk with your mouth full." you roll your eyes with a furious blush. somehow, you being here with him becomes sweeter than the strawberry shortcake.
---
you were there when tsukishima made the decision to go professional with volleyball.
his last match as karasuno's middle blocker had ended. his body was sore all over, but somehow the freak duo managed to convince him and yamaguchi to play one more match back at school, just the four of them with yachi. but even with landing third in nationals and a final intimate match with his teammates, he still somehow felt so unsatisfied.
the walk home with you was silent. he was grateful you didn't say anything. he couldn't handle any more questions about how he was feeling when he himself was unsure. it was when you two stepped outside the convenience store after getting ice cream did he come to the conclusion that he never wants to have a last match.
"i'm not going to give up on volleyball after graduation." he announced out of the blue. you were caught off guard for a bit, before grinning at him. "i expected that."
"why?"
"you call hinata and kageyama freaks for being so insane about volleyball, but you don't even realise that you're just as equally crazy about it as them." you said it so nonchalantly as you eat your ice cream, like you're stating a fact. now it was his turn to be taken off guard. he took a while to let it settle in before chuckling softly.
he should have known that you know him better than he does himself.
---
it's graduation day. tsukishima and kageyama are stuck with their four teary-eyed friends by their side. kei awkwardly pats your head, not knowing how to comfort you. you laugh at his feeble attempt, your rosy cheeks burning red. have you always been this cute? in the midst of all the bittersweet interactions, you get distracted by something on your phone, and let out a gasp.
"what is it, (name)?" yamaguchi asks. you're trembling slightly, and tsukishima grows worried.
"i, uh, got into kyoto university," you say in disbelief. "i actually got in!" everyone congratulates you, but you only care about one thing.
"tsukki, remember that day i told you i'd make you eat your words?" he hums in acknowledgement. you shove the acceptance email in his face, but he can only focus on how proud you look with that shit-eating smirk. "what do you have to say now, beanpole?"
he smiles. that's my best friend right there.
"nothing."
---
you were gone before the new year, and kei was handling your absence well until semester started. he had believed it'd be fine, you were only across the country, not across the world. plus, you promised you would call as often as you could.
but he doesn't see you in his classes anymore, and you don't come over when he's having a bad day. he got himself strawberry shortcake to lighten his mood like it usually does, but he only feels hollow. it doesn't help that since he's going pro, his volleyball training is almost everyday now, and with your commitments, he rarely gets to call you anymore. it hurts like hell inside.
"hey tsukki, you've been off recently. is everything ok?" tadashi calls him one day.
"does it have something to do with (name) being in kyoto?"
"why would you say that?" he answered too quickly for his liking.
"well, you bring (name) up quite a bit, and when you realise she isn't there, you get all quiet and snappy." tsukishima is about to retort back, but then it hits him.
oh shit, he's in love.
---
the day you finally return back to miyagi to visit, tsukishima waits at the station with yamaguchi. kei's eyes are constantly searching the crowd and flickering to his watch every so often.
"tsukki, relax, she'll be here soon." he ignores tadashi's reassurance.
tsukishima kei is a composed man, always able to think before he acts. but when he catches sight of you, he runs. before you can register anything, he hugs you, gripping onto you like a lifeline, like he will die if he lets go of you.
"tsukki--"
"gosh, i missed you so much, you idiot." he knows you could have easily lost feelings for him when you were away.
"wha--"
"i've suffered so much because of your stupid, dumb ass." he doesn't care.
"wait--"
"i like you, so go out with me before you have to head back to kyoto." you're back, and he's scared to lose you again. every second you stay quiet, the louder his heart beats in his ears.
"really?" you finally say, your voice barely over a whisper.
"yea." another pause.
"guess i'm yours then, beanpole."
bonus:
"you know, i knew about your crush back in high school."
"what the heck?"
"you didn't necessarily hide it well."
"then i'll have you know that yamaguchi told me everything that had happened when i've been gone."
