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Oooooo UshiAsa with a love confession? Pretty please?

Asahi’s face was red, the flowers in his hands nearly slipping out thanks to the sweat flooding out of his pores as he held them out to the man staring down at him with that same hard expression he never seemed to lose; how was this a good idea? 

“So, um, that’s it, really… I like you and was,” he gulped, really needing a drink of water, “wondering if may…maybe you’d like to go out sometime?” 

Ushijima didn’t move a muscle for nearly a minute and just when Asahi was beginning to think he should turn around and leave, he felt a hand cover the one which he held the flowers with; “I’d like that, Azumane-san.” 

hc for bokuto, kuroo, and iwaizumi. they find out their thicc fem!s/o is on the swim team so they go to one of her meets and they’re just shook at seeing them in a swim suit for the first time

Bokuto

  • Can.Not.Sit.Still  Seriously this boy is bouncing his legs so much he’s shaking the bench and his fellow spectators are not exactly thrilled about it.
  • But he can’t help it! You just look so good in your suit and he’s super excited to be here supporting you like you do for him and he just can’t wait to hug you!
  • At the end of your heat, he’s there with a towel he swiped from your manager, beaming smile and bright eyes. “You were fantastic, _____-chan!”
  • He wraps you in the towel, not caring about the smell of chlorine as he embraces and picks you up in a spin.
  • He plants a big kiss to your lips, pulling away with an audible smack. Then he leans in again, eyes growing a shade darker and smile falling to something more salacious. “I love you in your suit, but I can’t wait to get you out of it and into a shower…with me.”

Kuroo

  • Usually this boy has you blushing but oh ho no, you’ve got him dead to rights this time.
  • You’d asked him to show up early, supposedly to make sure he got a good seat but he sees the error of his thinking and the play of your game as you saunter out in that body hugging material, every curve on prominent display.
  • Swaying hips, tossing your hair, and half hooded eyes, you’re working this moment for all it’s worth and he can’t say he minds so much except that you’re going to end up leaving him with a very embarrassing problem.
  • He does his best to save face but he can feel the heat on his cheeks and he’s not been in the sun long enough to claim it’s from sunburn.
  • “Cute, _____-chan, very cute, just remember,” he leans in close, licking the shell of your ear, “pay back’s a bitch and I know how to make you mine.”
  • Now it’s your cheeks flushing and you’re so glad the water is at least cool.

Iwaizumi

  • Glaring, so much glaring. Not at you, of course, but at the plethora of other males ogling the swim team as a whole and having the gall to wolf whistle when you come out.  
  • He doesn’t want to get kicked out of the pool before your match or end up banned from future ones so he reigns in his inclination to punch them outright; they aren’t Shittykawa after all.
  • He does, however, make a point to walk straight up to you, tug you close and plant a big kiss to your lips, whispering against them, “Good luck today.”
  • His ears and cheeks, really his whole face, are aflame at this blatant public display but the smile on your face makes the embarrassment worth it.
  • After all, who is he to feel embarrassed when you’re the one who has to wear something so revealing?

Hanamiya, Akashi, Murasakibara, Takao dating a petite female who is super kawaii, dresses in all pastel colors, bubbly personality, loves sweets, and just super kind hearted, what made them fall for her so hard/ reactions when she gets hit on by other guys cause she’s just so darn adorable!? Sorry if this is too much! I just think it’s such a cute scenario/headcanon idea! Whichever you prefer! If you decide scenario you can take out takao if it’s too much I understand! ^~^ xo love your work!

This is super cute! Thank you for sending it in, I’m sorry I took so long to get to it but I hope you like it! And thank you for your sweet words about my work!

Hanamiya

“So, I have a question,” Hara asks, raising his hand like they’re in a damn classroom.

“What is it?” Hanamiya snaps, not bothering to look up from his book.

There’s a long enough pause that perhaps the bubbling popping idiot has thought better of asking whatever asinine question he has.

“How the hell did you and _____-chan even end up together?”

Or not.

Hanamiya does look up then, fixing a glare that anyone with a half a brain would scramble from but Hara never has seen–literally or figuratively–when it’s just smarter to keep his mouth shut; which in Hanamiya’s opinion would be all the time.

The point is further proven by his next words, “I mean, she’s sweet and cute and, I don’t know, fucking fluffy and you’re,” he pauses, pops a bubble then smacks out, “well you’re you.”

Hanamiya stands, smacking the back of his head. “It’s because I’m me that she’s mine! No one else is good enough for her and if I catch you trying to move in on her–”

“Dude, I won’t! I’m just saying–”

“I’d recommend you not and just shut the fuck up.”

Akashi

“Akashicchi!! Your girlfriend is so cute! She’s like a doll! You have to let me take her to the studio some day, Margie will absolutely flip!”

Akashi smiles, though it’s not entirely mirth filled; Kise’s exuberance is maddening, more so when the object of his affection–or perhaps the better word would be obsession–is his delicate flower.

“She’s not just a figure to play dress up with, Ryouta, she has other good qualities as well,” Akashi says evenly.

“I know that! How else could she hold your attention! I’m just saying I love looking at her because she’s so, so, so cute!”

Akashi’s smile dims, his eyes growing a shade darker; “Just be sure to keep to looking and not touching and we won’t have a problem Ryouta.”

Murasakibara

“So I hear you finally landed a girlfriend, Murasakibara,” Okamura says around a bite of hamburger.

Murasakibara shrugs, his lips pursed to suck up the remnants of his second milkshake.

“What’s with that reaction? You should be proud!” his former captain chastises.

“Atsushi doesn’t have big reactions, you know that,” Himuro puts in.

“Yes but-” Okamura cuts himself off, jaw falling open as one of the cutest girls he’s ever seen walks into the restaurant. Covered in frills and pastels, she looks like a magical girl stepped fresh out of an anime.

His jaw almost hits the floor when she spies their table, waves wildly and runs up, letting out a giggle of, “Tushi-kun! There you are!”

She lands heavily in the purple haired giant’s lap but he barely seems to notice the impact, she’s so tiny; “Oh, _____-chin, you made it,” he mumbles, fries in mouth.

“Don’t talk with your mouth full silly, you could choke!” she says, taking a fry from his plate and popping it in her mouth. It’s then she notices the stares of the others around the table, save for Himuro who she knows well. “Oh! I’m sorry, I’m ______, pleased to meet you!”

Himuro handles the formal introductions, Murasakibara being too absorbed with his eating.

“Awww! You drank it all, already! I’ll get another,” she says, taking the empty milkshake cup with her to the trash.

To everyone’s shock, Murasakibara gets up and follows her, muttering something about making sure she gets his order right but everyone can see him flashing daggers at anyone who even looks like they’re thinking about approaching her.

Okamura looks back at Himuro, his face still an open expression of shock; “She… they… he… HOW?!”

Takao

“Go Kazunari-kun! You can do it!”

Takao smiles, tossing a flawless set up to Midorima who lands yet another perfect shot. They high five, moving back into defense as the game continues.

During half time, he’s in the locker room when a knock at its door draws the team’s attention. He opens in, anticipating seeing his frill-frocked girlfriend and isn’t disappointed.

“You’re doing so good Kazunari-kun! I know you’re busy, so I won’t keep you long but I wanted to give you these!” She shoves a rather large box into his hands. He opens it, mouth watering as the sweet smell of homebaked goods fills his nostrils. “They’re for you all,” she hollers around him, giving a wave and bright smile to the team at large, “good luck!”

“Hmmmm, she made chocolate chip and chocolate is today’s lucky item,” Midorima says, taking one of the treats.

The whole team scarfs them down, listening as coach gives the next play rundown, his own mouth full of cookie.

“You’re so lucky, Takao! Not only is your girlfriend cute but she’s super sweet and can bake!” Miyaji exclaims.

He expects some quip or smart ass remark only to be caught off guard by the soft smile Takao gives; “I know, I love her a lot.”

“Miyaji-san, it’s time to go to the court,” Midorima says bringing him back to himself.  

hc for kuroo & bokuto with a fem!s/o who’s a really extreme morning person? like they spend their first night over and they wake up at 6 am bc of noises and find her already cleaning the house? thank you so much for all the writing you do! i really appreciate it

Kuroo

  • Kuroo is a night owl, staying up late to study or watch movies or whatever so he relishes the few days he can sleep in. Which of course coincided with the first time you stayed as his apartment. 
  • You’d fallen asleep on the couch watching a movie and he didn’t want to wake you, so threw a blanket on you and went to bed. 
  • He wakes to the sound of clanking and–not remembering you were there because he’s half dead–grabs some manner of weapon just in case.
  • When he enters the main room he sees you in the kitchen trying–and failing–to quietly wash the dishes. 
  • “Babe, it’s still dark outside,” he groans, padding back to his room and shutting the door.
  • He doesn’t complain though when the smell of breakfast brings him back out an hour later, deciding he can just tackle you for an afternoon nap. 

Bokuto

  • Being part of the national team, Bokuto–while keeping his free spirit and energetic attitude–has become more responsible. Part of this includes getting up early to do his exercises. 
  • So he’s thrilled to find you already awake when his alarm goes off. 
  • You give him a bright smile and a warm kiss which is also nice and something he feels he can get used to in a hurry. 
  • “You wanna go running with me?” he asks, happy when you accept. 
  • It means he has to go a bit slower but he doesn’t care, happy to have you by his side. 
  • He’s also happy and thankful for a hearty breakfast, hot and ready, when he gets out of the shower. He’d have preferred you join him to be honest, but tasty food is a welcome second place prize. 
  • Asks you to stay the night again. 

can you do hc for kuroo, bokuto, and oikawa where they come to fem!s/o’s house for the first time and there’s just,,,so many,,,animals. like what their reaction might be like (ex; i have 3 dogs, 2 cats, a pig, a turtle, and a bunny)

You have a fun sounding house!!! I love animals! I’ll gear this based on your numbers!

Kuroo

  • Contrary to common belief, Kuroo is not just a cat person. He likes a wide variety of animals, cats just happen to be his favorite. 
  • Your kitties immediately fall prey to his charms (who can blame them, you did too after all) and are all over him, vying for lap space. 
  • By the time you return from the kitchen with snacks, he’s got one on each leg, scratching their ears while the three pups look on wistfully. 
  • “Sorry guys, I only have so much room,” he says with a grin. 

Bokuto

  • SUPER excited because his parents won’t let him get a pet, so he’s in heaven at your place. 
  • Immediately gets on the ground to play with the dogs, playing tug of war, wresting around and generally making such a ruckus the cats look like they will never forgive nor come near him ever. 
  • Becomes the best doggie step parent on the planet, constantly asking to take them with him on his runs. 
  • You actually get a little miffed that he seems to call to play with them more than you. 
  • But he’s so sweet and cute and earnest that you quickly forget your ire and decide to just go with them. The exercise is good for you anyway. 

Oikawa

  • “You have a bunny!” Oikawa becomes positively enamored with the fluffy creature, talking baby talk to it. 
  • Coos and awes as it eats baby carrots out of his hand. 
  • Holds the bunny on his lap the entire time he’s there
  • The next time he comes over, he brings rabbit treats and a scarf “because he needs to look fashionable”. 
  • Constantly takes pictures of the bunny and selfies with it, showing them off at school so much everyone just assumes it’s his. 

aomine nsfw scenario when he comes to his gf workplace during lunch only to find she’s alone and touching herself ;) THANKS

There were many benefits to having your own office. It was quiet, with a view and private; which really came in handy when you just needed to be. 

It had been a week since your last opportunity to be with Aomine and the urge had grown too strong. 

Which is how you ended up with your door shut, curtains drawn and hand down the waistline of your skirt, panties around your ankles. You moaned, low in your throat, head tipping back against your chair. You grew wetter, fingers rubbing over your clit in quick circles as you imagined Aomine between your thighs. 

“Now that’s a sight.”

You gasped loudly, eyes flying open to find Aomine leaned against the door frame, a salacious smirk on his face. 

“Shut the fucking door,” you whispered, cheeks burning red. 

He did as you commanded. “If you really wanted privacy, you should have locked it,” he teased, loosening his tie as he stalked forward, eyes hungry. 

You swallowed under the pierce of his gaze. “Well, you’re the only one who’d walk in without knocking, jackass.” You shifted again, legs rubbing together. 

“Seems I interrupted something important,” Aomine went on, tossing his tie to your couch as he reached your chair. His hands landed on each arm, caging you in as he leaned into your space. His mouth hovered just above yours, breath hot. “How about switching your solo time to a collaboration?”

“Shut the fuck up,” you groaned, pulling on the back of his neck and capturing his lips in a hungry kiss. 

“Fuck, I love it when you get bossy,” he rasped, drawing you up into his arms. His hands tore at your shirt, ripping buttons and revealing your black lace bra. “Damn, you look fine like this,” he complimented, removing the shirt as he kissed the tops of your breasts, mouthing at them like a starving man. 

His hands pushed up your skirt and he hoisted you onto the desk, falling to his knees and plunging his face between your thighs, lapping at your heated center. 

You fell back against the desk onto your elbows, watching him work you over, trying to keep your moans quiet but it was so hard when his tongue was doing that. 

Your head tipped back, chest heaving as he sucked your clit. “Damn it, Daiki, fuck! Oh god, yes, please, please!”

It didn’t take you long to come, thighs shaking around his head. He didn’t give you time to catch your breath, instead flipping you round, pushing your chest against the desk and his dick into your waiting snatch. “Fuck, you’re so wet, god!” 

He thrust hard, pelvis smacking against your ass, fist clenched in your hair and you both groaned. 

He came hard, filling you to overflowing and collapsed against you to catch his breath. 

“I need to visit you at work more often,” he said. 

“I’ll probably have to find a new place of employment given that we were most likely heard,” you complained, working to stand upright. 

He gave you a wicked grin. “Don’t worry babe, I got rid of ‘em, sent everyone to an early lunch.” 

“How you have so much control over my staff I don’t want to know,” you sighed. 

“Hey, why don’t you call it an early day? Your shirt’s fucked, you’re fucked but I’m not done fucking you, not by a long shot,” he said. 

You didn’t even bother arguing; what would be the point when you wanted the same thing?

May I have Hoshiumi (if you do manga characters, of not you could change it to Yaku) trying to ask their crush out who always attended their games, please?

Hoshiumi looked up into the stands, eyes scanning quickly. Sure enough, there you were. He smiled, bright and wide. He could always count on you being there, cheering him on. 

Accompanying his happy expression were red rose cheeks. He really wanted to ask you out but his teammates’ teasing echoed in his head. 

Are you even sure she likes you?

And as much as he didn’t wanted to admit it, they could be right. He knew he liked you but maybe you really just came to the games to support the team as a whole; not just him. 

But he wasn’t a chicken! He was the little giant after all! He could do this!

So after the game, sweaty and running on adrenaline from their big win, he rushed into the halls and up the stairs searching frantically for you. 

He found you, talking to your friends. The prospect of an audience doubled his nerves but he wasn’t going to back down. Running up the stairs, he practically shouted, “_____-chan!” You stopped dead in your tracks, eyes wide with surprise as he bowed before you. “Thank you for your support!” He looked back up, eyes shining. “Will you please go out on a date with me?”

You blinked at him, shock on your face. He felt his heart thundering, new sweat breaking out on his brow as the silence between you stretched on. 

Then you smiled. “Sure, Hoshiumi-kun, I’d love to go out with you.” You wrinkled your nose a little. “But first maybe you should take a shower.”

He nodded, tearing back down the stairs, shouting over his shoulder, “I’ll meet you outside in ten!”