[ 8:45 AM ] SAKUSA KIYOOMI.

[ 8:45 AM ] SAKUSA KIYOOMI.

the water is running in the shower, and sakusa laughs melodically into the crown of your head, his arms wrapping tightly around you to keep you in place. his thumb rubs circles into your hipbone as you take a moment to steady yourself.

“you okay?” he grins, his dimples showing through. it’s foggy in the bathroom, the heat of the shower encompassing the both of you, and his hair is damp against his forehead, but you think he still looks beautiful, all things considered. reaching over, you poke his left dimple, watching how carefree he seems to be around you with a soft grin.

if only he was yours, you think.

“yeah,” you mumble.

“did i rock your world that hard?” he teases, chuckling when you roll your eyes and look away. “can’t seem to use your legs properly.” he can practically feel the heat radiating off your face.

“sakusa—”

“i think you can call me kiyoomi,” he interrupts. “we’ve gotten to know each other pretty well,” he winks. and you’re confused where this side of sakusa kiyoomi is even coming from, how after months and months of being a brooding and grumpy man, he could flip the switch and become so unfiltered.

but he’s magnetic like this, he draws you in and leaves you hungry for more. you want everything sakusa kiyoomi can give, want to decipher everything he means, want to learn everything he ever was, is, and will be.

and last night was a drunk mess, you’re not sure where it quite started or how it ended, but you know you woke up in a mess of bare limbs and tangled sheets, on a warm chest littered with moles you’d like to spend the rest of your life mapping. sakusa offers you a shower, and you take it as an invitation to see a glimpse of who he is underneath his mask—inside and out.

“geez, when did you get so confident,” you mumble, letting go of him to balance on your own. his hands keep their place on your hips nonetheless, thumb still rubbing circles into the bare skin.

“i’m not confident,” he shrugs, handing you body wash. you raise a brow at the brand, exotic and hard to pronounce, and no doubt incredibly expensive. “it’s just easy to be myself around you,” he murmurs. and you can make out the small bit of blush on his cheeks from the confession, taking in the sight of him flustered instead. but his eyes are hopeful, and your heart is in the air doing leaps.

“oh, is that so?” you hum. he nods, smiling when you lean a bit closer to him. it’s softer, and as you get closer, you realize sakusa kiyoomi’s eyes hold more depth to them than you’d initially realized. “i didn’t know you had dimples,” you mumble. “you should smile more.”

“well, you should make me,” he raises a brow.

“with your mask off,” you add. “otherwise it’s pointless.”

“ah,” he grins, spinning you so your back is against the cool tile. “that’s only for you.” he takes a deep breath before adding, “if you’ll have me, that is.” and it’s not exactly how he wanted to ask, but he’s been waiting months for this moment, and he deems this moment good enough. smiling brightly, you tilt you head closer, pecking his lips sweetly.

perhaps he’s been yours all along.

“i’ll have you,” you agree. “if you’ll have me.”

this is a repost from my old blog. even though this post is sfw, i am still a nsfw blog so minors don’t not follow me !!

11:38PM

Characters: Suna Rintaro x blackfem!reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: none

Wc: (no idea I legit just typed this out and ran with it)

a/n this came to me since I really need to take a power nap but I got lots of assignments to do and ik for a fact once I fall asleep I won't wake up until like 12pm.

Once you opened your eyes again it was dark outside and the movie you were watching on tv had changed to something else. You felt warm and comfortable where you were you didn’t feel the need to get up but instead fall asleep once again. However the need to pee did increase and you were feeling a tinge of hunger. So you slowly started shifting wanting to move and go to the bathroom however the warm arm that circled your waist tightened their hold on you not allowing you to move. So you slightly moved your head to look at Rintaro’s face. He looked peaceful and well rest something which had disappeared over the last 2 months due to games starting once again thus a heavier training regime. You wanted him tell you that you wanted to go toilet then you would quickly come back but when you were ready to open your mouth it seemed Rin was once deep in his slummer not having the heart to tell him to let you go and seeing him get all grumpy about it. You decided to once again closed your eyes letting Rin’s light snoring lull you to sleep once again hoping your body would hold your pee until morning.

You guys have an essay due first thing Monday and all I have written down is the title 🧍🏾‍♀️

— different ways the hq boys ask to go home.

a/n: these are just my hcs about how the boys would say "let's leave" without actually saying it. suggestive (?) no smut.

❥ the “discreet”

thumb brushing against their nose, a scratch to their inner wrist, a tug of their ear lobe. these are actions you see every day so no one would pick up on it. except for you of course. the first time they used this little motion, you just brushed it off, until they came up to you and whispered in your ear, "i know you saw that, let's go."

iwaizumi, tsukishima, kyotani, sakusa, kenma.

❥ the “obvious”

lip bite. wink. thumb over shoulder. they mean well, they really do, but they think they're being discreet about it. instead, they are so glaringly obvious about their intentions with you, and now everyone else who saw that knows what's about to go down.

bokuto, nishinoya, hinata, terushima, koganegawa.

❥ the “handsy”

a hand on your thigh, a pinch to your ass, arms sneaking around your waist. they can't help but want to have their hands on you, its habitual at this point. but they get even more touchy when they want you. it’s the lingering touches and the soft smile that adorns their features that has butterflies in your stomach and your feet moving you towards the door.

kuroo, daichi, hanamaki, tendou, tanaka.

❥ the “wink”

pretty self-explanatory. they can't help it, you're dressed up all pretty for their work get-together so you should have expected them to send a flirty wink your way shortly into the function. sometimes it catches you off guard because you just got there and they already wanna leave. your furrowed brows and curious gaze has them chuckling before pulling you out the door.

osamu, matsukawa, kita, suna, konoha.

❥ the “wanna get outta here?”

aren’t afraid to tell you straight up. doesn't matter if they've been at the party for thirty minutes or three hours, when their hands sneak around your waist and drop their heads to whisper in your ear, you're going home. it’s such a simple question that people use all the time, but coming from them? it has your cheeks flushing before nodding up at them and heading out the door.

oikawa, atsumu, ushijima, kageyama, akaashi.

YVVJI © 2021

WHAT THEY NEED TO HEAR FROM YOU

## ft. miya osamu, miya atsumu, sakusa kiyoomi, akaashi keiji, kuroo tetsuro

## a/n. sometimes they just need a little love <3

[masterlist]

MIYA OSAMU just feels exhausted. setting his cap down on the shoe cabinet, he trudges with heavy feet to your shared room. upon seeing his fatigued state, you beckoned him over from the bed. osamu fell on his knees onto the floor, his head resting on top of your thighs while his hand drew small circles on your soft skin. "it's okay to be tired, love. take it slow, one at a time, hm? can you do it for me, sweetheart?" nodding his head against your thigh, the coolness of relief washed over him. it was scary to be vulnerable but over time, you helped osamu learn that he doesn't have to be strong all the time.

MIYA ATSUMU’S favourite way of cooling down after a long was laying between your legs, letting your fingers roam through the blonde tousles of his hair. sometimes, atsumu just wants to hear someone tell him that they are proud of him. not just because he was the top scorer of the game, but they want to be someone's pride for working hard to where he is. "you worked hard, 'tsumu. it's okay to rest, there is nothing wrong with that." a small contented hum sounded from atsumu's chest as he lets his head lull to the side to rest against your thigh.

SAKUSA KIYOOMI just isn't feeling himself today. nothing is going right for him and he is on the edge of losing it. as you looped your arms around his waist from behind in an attempt to comfort him, you noticed that he flinched at your touch. in that moment, he feared that you would be offended. he feared that it will come true -- that everything is his fault. "i'm here if you wanna talk, omi. i'll always be here for you, ready to listen." there it was, someone that was willing to listen. tears stung sakusa's eyes at the thought of being worth someone's time.

AKAASHI KEIJI ran his fingers through his disheveled hair for the umpteenth time. the pressure on his chest magnifying, taking a toll on his morale by the second. workload after workload, it didn't seem to keiji that he is clearing anything. the little clatter of a cup of tea interrupted keiji's spiral, making him peer up from the hands that were previously dragging down his face. you reached your hand out to weave your fingers through his hair, smoothing it to the sides to tidy up his tangled hair. hands settling at his cheeks, you pulled his forehead to your lips. "you're almost there, keiji. i'm proud of you." you whispered against his forehead, his eyelids falling to relax in your hold as he exhaled shakily.

KUROO TETSURO released a long sigh, leaning back into his office chair. eyes bored into the ceiling, his thoughts drifted to you. have you eaten lunch? did you miss him? kuroo's hand shuffled through his drawer to pull out his phone, its screen lighting up to show a picture of the two of you on a food date the previous weekend. a small ping from his phone had him shooting up from his seat, hands scrambling to open your message. a small smile crept onto kuroo's face as he stares at the picture of you holding a cute bowl of your lunch, along with the caption, "tetsu!! look at my lunch!! i can't wait to see you tonight, i miss you <3". god, he missed being around you.

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Bringing Girls To Your Apartment:

Gojo Satoru x Black Fem. Reader

He is so loud omg.

And he doesn’t care, he’s doing it on purpose

Wants you to know what you missed

Usually makes the girls leave that night. But sometimes one will stay to the next morning

You never really minded, it was always fun to chat with them in the morning

They would usually get flustered or embarrassed thinking that you were his girlfriend, and apologize for being there.

But all was well when they figured out you weren’t.

Again you never minded them staying till the morning until one especially bitchy guest ruined it.

You woke up at round noon this time, gojo and his most recent conquest were especially noisy last night so you got almost no sleep. It’s almost like he was doing it intentionally.

You get out of your bed and groggily make your way to the kitchen. You yawn as you pull the box of cereal off the top of the fridge.

“Who are you” a pitchy voice asked.

You whipped your head around to see a woman wearing nothing but a oversized shirt in your kitchen.

“You must be his girlfriend” she said. You were about to correct her but she just had to keep talking.

“Hm, no wonder he cheats on you. When you look like that” she smirked. You grab a handful of cereal and begin eating it slowly.

She for whatever reason decided that it was appropriate to sit at your island and continue to talk shit about you and your appearance. Before so rudely demanding a cup of coffee.

You turn around and grab a cup from the cabinet and begin brewing your favorite blend. You finish up with the coffee and bring it over to the counter. She looks at the cup expectantly, when you lift the mug to your lips and slowly begin slurping at the drink loudly. She rolls her eyes angrily.

“Your such a bitch, this is how you treat your guests, no wonder he has to find company elsewhere” she snorts.

“That’s not very nice” Gojo said, he then proceeds to argue with the bitch for a few minutes before she says that you are an “ugly bitch who got in the way of their good time” and that’s why he’s kicking her out

“Oh is that why. You can leave now” Gojo says. He grabs her by the arm and forces her out the door before throwing her clothes and items out with her.

“Bye…” you say sarcastically sipping on your coffee as Gojo slams the door.

He looks at you, and you raise your eyebrows.

“I didn’t”

“Mh mh” you say

“But I”

“Uh uh”

“Can I just”

“No” you say, “no more girls”

“But I didn’t know she was gonna be like that” he said.

“I don’t care, I’m tired of it. I don’t want to hear it. Or see them anymore. Next time go to their place or a hotel” you say.

“Your tired of it, are you” he said caging you between his arms and the island.

“Yes I am”

“Well then you know the solution don’t you” he said playing with one of your curls.

“Oh do I” you smirked.

“Be my girlfriend, and watch all your problems melt away” he smiles, cupping your cheek.

“Really just like that” you asked grabbing his hand. He grunts in response.

“Well maybe, it sounds like” you whisper “It sounds like, that’s just too bad. Go get a hotel room” you say patting his chest, ducking under his arms you walk away back to your room.