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daichi x reader - “two am sound trips”

genre: fluff, comedy?

word count: 1472

warnings: a few curses

notes: college au inspired by me suddenly remembering ed sheeran existed

daichi was patient.

he used to be the captain of the boys' volleyball team in high school. surrounded by a rowdy set of males with too much energy to spare, he liked to think he was patient. he understood that they were growing males with too much testosterone running rampant in their veins and held on. rarely, did he raise his voice and he never really resorted to violence. daichi was patient, so patient that even buddha would probably consider him his equal.

now in college, he was still as considerate as before. he understood that everyone had their own individual lives and often extended deadlines for his groupmates in research activities when they have a decent reason for it. they would always look at him as if he was sent from above and he would always shake it off with an amused laugh.

daichi was patient, no one would argue about that but he was also human.

it was two o'clock in the morning. on most days, he would already be fast asleep. but like every other student, he too has to face the dreaded finals week and defend his thesis at the end of the week. with empty cups of energy drinks around him and a lukewarm mug of coffee, he decided he would do complete all of his final revisions that night. he was a responsible man, after all. he has his principles. one of them was passing his subjects with above-average grades and his projects, on time. but it was midnight and he was very sleep deprived. he had to turn his back to his bed because the sight of it was hell's sweet temptation incarnate. cursing for the last time,

daichi was patient but he was also human.

and humans thin. they break. and daichi? he was snapping. all he wanted was to finish the last thousand words in his paper and succumb to the tantalizing pull of well-deserved sleep. seems easy enough if it were not for the person above his floor blasting ed sheeran songs obnoxiously loud for the past thirty minutes. he was fuming, really, and he was angrily pressing the letters on his keyboard before erasing them as soon as they popped out the screen because they were either incomprehensible or the identical copy of the words ed was singing. daichi bets he was a good guy but right now, he loathed him and the sound of his voice.

( 'cause baby you look happier, you do )

daichi was patient but he's also the scariest when it runs out.

with a deep-set scowl on his face: eyebrows furrowed, lips turned into a snarl you can only find in beasts in the wild and finally, the terrifying shade of black that rested underneath his eyes, he believed he was well equipped to scold off whoever that person who was ruining his schedule was. nevermind, the string headband that was keeping his hair away from his face or the old, oversized shirt that made him look smaller than he actually was or even the pair of hello kitty slippers that sugawara gave him as a joke (in his defense, they were unbelievably comfortable). he was ready to go into war.

stomping menacingly, the last steps of the stairs was reached and he breathed deeply, ready to go into a whole rant the moment the door opened. sometimes, he really seemed like a father. he huffed as the imagery of him scolding a child popped into his head. scarily, they have the same exact vibe. shaking away his thoughts, he knocked. only to not get a response. infuriated as he was, he decided to be decent enough to not start banging the door like a total creep and patiently, continued knocking.

"i swear to god, i will—"

daichi was patient and a gentleman.

his threats died down, all of the things he wanted to complain about going down the drain, as he sees your red, puffed eyes and the tear streaks that were haphazardly wiped away. you were in your own set of pajamas, hands that were cradling a tub of ice cream peeking through a blanket that you threw over your shoulders.

"may i help you?"

he tried to not care, but his instincts were kicking in, "yes uh... do you mind turning down the volume?"

"oh shit uh... i'm so sorry it's just—"

"it's fine," he politely and awkwardly reassured you as he felt out of place in the middle of an empty hallway.

"no, it's not! i'm really sorry. i didn't mean to. i'm just— i'm such a mess right now and i'll turn it off. i swear it won't happen again."

"it's really no problem."

( i'm gonna pick up the pieces and build a lego house )

in hindsight, he probably should have stuck to his own business instead of picking at others' plates. maybe he could've finished his paper if he did or maybe he could've snatched a few hours of sleep before facing his horrible eight am class. still, it didn't feel right to leave an attractive mess of a person in the dead of the night.

"are you... are you okay?"

you looked up abruptly and daichi realized that was the first time you looked at his eyes. wide-eyed and glossy, you were surprised someone cared enough to ask you that. the rational side of you probably would have placed a twelve feet distance between you and the stranger but you were nowhere near rational and the stranger was far too kind.

"no, i'm not."

daichi didn't know what he expected but it certainly wasn't you bawling your eyes out as soon as you said that. it wasn't you gripping his shirt as he stood awkwardly. it wasn't him subconsciously patting your back. it wasn't him hugging you tightly when you asked for one. it's certainly not finding himself chewing out your ex that he wasn't aware existed prior to your meeting fifteen minutes ago inside your dorm surrounded by pillows and another cup of coffee.

"see? you understand, right? he stood me up, forgot the important dates, cheated on me, promised he'd change, broke said promises, regularly reduced my self-esteem, hooked up with the bitch that defamed me in high school, and now he's mad because i blocked him? he's disgusting! i don't know why i even stooped so low!"

"he doesn't deserve you," was all he could say as he handed you another tissue roll. honestly, he was a patient, considerate man but this asshole of an ex of yours was making him consider murder. how he'd like to say that was an overstatement. that freaking prick.

"on better inspection, i'm crying less because of the fact that we broke up but more because i feel humiliated and disrespected. it's frustrating that all of my efforts were just ignored. i mean, even if our love has long since died out, i still paid for his in-game purchases, y'know!"

daichi also didn't know why he was belting out the lyrics of 'save myself' as he stood in the bed of a stranger who was currently hysterically laughing and joining him along. he paused and realized that for the first time that night, you were smiling. he might not understand how he got there— how he found himself doing something so out of character but he smiled. this wasn't that bad.

( so before i save someone else, i've got to save myself )

"i'm sorry you had to see me like this."

daichi laughed, "it's fine. i needed a break anyway."

you looked brighter now, he mused as you saw him out your room. he sent you a small smile and a wave before he began his trek back to his own. still, there was a misplaced feeling of discontent as he moved far away from your comforting presence that didn't judge his unusual short fuse and distressed expression.

"daichi!" he turned around, just a little too quick, "you're a good guy."

"oh, thanks? good night, y/n."

"good night..." you waved and he nodded, the hand that rubbed his neck out of his flustered state dropping back to his sides.

now, you could either be a coward and never see this kind, attractive, relatable, funny, responsible, overachieving man ever again or you could gather your wits and guts together to not so awkwardly thank him for not throwing you out of the window when he has all the rights to do so, even going as far as comforting you when all of your friends are asleep when you needed it. the preferred option was, in your opinion, obvious.

"do you wanna go grab some coffee later? y'know... gotta return the favor and all."

( you know hearts don't break around here. oh yeah, yeah, yeah )

Paring: Daichi Sawamura x fem!reader

Requested: No

Genre: Smut

Warning(s): Somnophillia, cunnilingus.

Summary: Daichi is annoyed after practice, thankfully you look a bit too delectable today.

Word count: 650

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Daichi loves hearing you blabber as he rams into you with all his might. It's not always that he gets this horny and needy, but on the days he does, you are in for a ride—literally!

It started right after he got back from practice, extremely angry at himself for not being up to the mark and messing up the practice for the whole team.

The moment he came in, he immediately searched for you, only to find you asleep on the couch. It's not a rare sight to see you waiting for him, but those shorts paired with his tee were the breaking point for him.

You looked so beautiful lying there all pretty for him.

No matter how freaky you both were in bed, the topic of consent always took first place. So when he first heard you suggest trying somnophilia, he was a bit concerned, to say the least.

But the first time you both tried it, it was like heaven for him. So, the sight of you sleeping in shorts was too inviting for him to resist.

Immediately going towards you, he quickly removed your shorts and latched his mouth onto your cunt, hungrily lapping at it to create some wetness.

Your reaction was a bit slow, but he could slowly but surely hear the small moans emitting from you. Soon enough, you were awake, the feeling of his mouth on your now throbbing cunt too much for your sleep-induced brain to handle, so it woke you up.

Your moans immediately increased in volume, prompting Daichi to add a finger along with his his already attached mouth. Your hands soon found their place in his hair, pulling on it.

"Tastes so good I could die here," he says before continuing to abuse your pussy.

Within seconds, you are bursting onto him, squirting all over the man's face with a loud moan of his name. And being the man he subhe wastes not a drop of your precious cum lapping it all up like a starving man.

As Daichi emerges from your pussy, he gives you a look of extreme need. Within seconds, you are underneath him.

"Gonna fuck you so well," he says as he takes off his pants, letting his throbbing cock breathe. It's been almost five years since you and Daichi have been together, but the size of his cock still shocks you.

You used to wonder how it would fit, but from previous experience, you know it will. He immediately sinks into your puffy warm hole with a moan.

"How are you still so fucking tight? Did I not prep you enough?" he groans. Before you can respond, he starts moving, inducing moans after moans from you.

"So good Mura," you can barely form a sentence with how good he makes you feel. A ring of thick cream forming at the base of his cock due to the endless thrusting.

"Will fucking fill you up with my seed until your tits are all swollen with milk," he says while thrusting into you with all his might.

"Do you want that? My babies?" He rams into you like his life depends on it.

"Need, need your cum," you are just a blabbering mess at this point, barely able to form a sentence. The pleasure is so intense that it makes you almost cry. Soon, you reach your climax, cumming all over his dick, making him reach his peak too.

After a few loud moans, and a few "you milk my dick so well," you both calm down. He immediately moves over to hold you, making you rest your head on his chest.

"You want me to make us a warm bath?" he asks gently while rubbing your shoulder.

You nod, numb from all the lovemaking. Kissing your forehead, he immediately takes you to the bathroom to clean you up and get you ready for bed.

The End

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Times when the hq boys wanted to turn back time

a/n: Depending on how I feel, I may write these as full fics later... but we shall see

Please reblog if you enjoy!

Warning: Angst, a lil’ bit of death (reader), miscarriage, fluff??, abuses (well not really but kinda)

Karasuno version

Daichi Sawamura:

He should have gone home last night instead of working overtime in the office. He should have walked  you home, and spent the night with you in his arms, but he didn’t. Now he is at the crime scene of a brutal murder. You weren’t at home watching the news, or making pancakes, you were dead here on the ground. There were ligature marks on both your wrists, and strangulation marks on your neck. How could he let this happen. He promised that he would always protect  you, yet your cold body still lies before him with a look of fear forever plastered on your face and in his heart. If only he could go back in time and fulfill his promise to you.

Koshi Sugawara:

He was doing parent teacher interviews with his first graders. The next student was his favourite, but he would never admit it out loud. She looked just like the girl who still held his heart. She even had the same look when she was focused on her school work as you do when you were concentrated. She was one of his best students, so he was excited to talk to the parents of this sweet little girl. That was until he saw his favorite pupil holding your hand while you were in the arms of another man. He wished it was him instead. He wished he could turn back time and be with you and your children for the rest of your lives. It only hurt more when you called him “Sugawara”. Not “Koshi” or “babe”. Just Sugawara.

Asahi Azumane:

You were the ever-so-famous model. He was a new designer. He never should have fallen for you. And you never should have fallen for him. But it happened, and the relationship was far from perfect. In the beginning, you were just innocently modeling his designs, but as you grew more infatuated with him, the more he just had to have you. Beginnings are always blissful. Now, you never model any of his designs. Now you hold no love for him. Now it was just pain as he watched your live stream wedding. You didn’t love him anymore, but he could never stop loving you.It caused him so much pain as he watched you happily say “I do.” to the man in front of you. The man who you loved. If he could turn back time, he would never meet you. Maybe then he wouldn’t be in pain. 

Nishinoya Yuu:

You were wrapped around him like a small koala bear as he cuddled you. You were securely placed in his arms. Your warmth made Nishinoya smile, but as he reached his arm towards you, he was met with nothing. No one was there. You weren’t there. It was all a dream because he couldn’t turn back time and bring you back, because you didn't love him. 

Tanaka Ryuunosuke:

It had been a good day at work, he saw a few of his favorite clients, and none of them create unnecessary drama. And on top of that, he got to go home early to see his pregnant wife. Today was good. Was good. As he ignorantly strolled through the door, he wasn’t greeted with your usual “Hey babe!” or “How was work today?”. He was met with eerie silence. He raced into action to find you. He ran through the kitchen and living room yelling your name, looking in every corner to find you. He couldn’t justify why you were out of the house. You were supposed to stay home and rest. So why couldn’t he find you? He race up and down the stairs, and flew through the hallways, until he heard your crying. He walked towards the sound of the weeping and found you in the bathroom, blood on the floor and all along your legs. You were crying on the floor, letting the tears stream down your face and hit the floor. He walked towards you, and picked you up. Holding you like a life line. He didn’t care if blood got on his cloths. All he cared about was you. He listened intently to your rapid breathing and your string of apologies as the whispered that none of it was your fault and reassuring you with sweet nothings. 

When you finally calmed down and were able to breathe steadily again, your eyes where red and puffy, and your skin was blotchy. The sadness that the two of you felt was incomprehensible. You avoided looking at him. You were scared of how he was looking at you. You were scared that if you looked at him all you would see was hate and anger. 

“I’m sorry Ryu.” you said softly, avoiding his gaze. “I’m sorry I couldn’t keep our baby.”

“No dear, none of this is your fault. I don’t blame you at all.” he replied while tenderly grabbing your chin so you would look at him. “We can have another baby together.”

“Together?”

“Together.” he agreed. This moment was painful. If he could redo the months leading up to this day, he would. If it meant that you wouldn’t have felt all of the pain, then he wouldn’t even need to think twice about it.

Kageyama Tobio

How did they lose? Karasuno were supposed to go to nationals this year. So what went wrong? His serves were perfect, his sets were extremely precise. so how could they have lost.

“Kageyama, I think we should do a new type of attack.” stated the shorter orange haired boy. The team had arrived back to the school, you were in the gym watching the boys talk with the coach and doing their own practiving. You knew how hard they worked, especially Tobio. You had to drag him out of the gym during his many late night practices. Kageyama still had not replied to Hinata. “Kageyama?” he asked, trying to get his attention.

“WE DON’T NEED A NEW ATTACK! WE NEED YOU TO BE FASTER AND JUMP HIGHER!” he screamed angrily, holding Hinata up by the collar. Hinata had a look of pure fear and panic as he realized that his feet were no longer on the ground. The rest of the team was yelling at him to put Hinata down, and that it wasn’t his fault. You instinctively run towards him and place a careful hand on his shoulder, only to be pushed back with such speed and power that you were pushed to the ground. The entire gym was quiet in shock. Kageyama had never done anything to hurt you. He was always soft around you, making you were ok and were happy. This action made him realize what he had done. He dropped Hinata to the ground who was coughing, trying to get air into his lungs. He quickly walked towards you, only for you to move away from him. Were you scared of him? Tears had began to pool in your eyes.

“Who are you?” you ask him and you slowly get up and walk away. Out of the gym. 

You didn’t go to school for the rest of the week. When you did, you avoided him like the plague. It wasn’t until two weeks later that he finally got you to listen. He apologized and begged for you to forgive him. But you just looked at him. The look that told him that he wasn’t getting a second chance. You couldn’t look at him as you walk away. You couldn’t let yourself turn around and comfort him. So you just walked away. If the genius setter of Karasuno could redo anything in his life, it would be to get you back.

Hinata Shoyo

When he let you go, he had no idea how stupid he was. You were the light of his life, but he put volleyball before you. That day when you said that you were done in this relationship. You said that you loved him. You told him that he needed to love you as well for the relationship to work. But he was the one who said “I think I can love you.”. Those words which shattered your heart and tears began to pool in your eyes. He didn’t realize how stupid he was until he saw you years later, latched on to another man’s arm. You looked happy. But all he felt was the pain of letting you go. Maybe he could figure out how to go back in time and put in more effort and look into your eyes and say “I love you and I always will.”.

Tsukishima Kei:

Yamaguchi was about to become the happiest man on the planet. It was his wedding day after all. And he was his best man. Tsukishima should be happy for his best friend. Right? But no, he felt jealous. He had loved you since before time, but you loved his best friend, and you were happy loving him. To you Tsukishima was just a friend. But why should he be mad at Yamaguchi? He was the one to tell him to just ask you out. He help him plan at least 100 dates for you. All he wanted was to turn back the clock and ask you out before Yamaguchi did. Maybe then, he would be the groom, and you would be his beautiful bride who would walk down the aisle. But he was supposed to be happy for his best friend. Right?

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Your first kiss with him was magical. You knew it as soon as your lips touched that he was the one. When your lips first touched his, he knew that he just had to keep you.The first kiss was sweet and innocent, and he wouldn’t have it any other was.He could see every freckle and line on your face, and you were mesmerized by the little freckles that dotted his face. It was in that moment, that he fell in love with your littler imperfections with only added to your beauty.  If he could relive a moment of his live, it would be when the universe told him that you were the one.

In karasuno bus

Yn: I.. have to go number 3

Daichi who was sittingbeside yn: number 3?

Hinata: OMG YN HAS TO GO NUMBER 3

Daichi turns to look at yn: what's number 3??

Yn who puked on his lap:

Daichi: oh..