Ooh !! Hello ! So exciting to see another Haikyuu imagines blog ! I hope you have a fun time here !! (о´∀`о) If it’s alright with you, may I request a fluffy scenario of Aone & a fem!reader ? The girl has a huge crush on Aone but is too shy to confess, so she kind of leaves him notes, handmade food, doodles, things that remind her of him to cheer him on in school, matches, and life. However as she was leaving a note on his desk, Aone catches her !! Hehe, thank you & have a wonderful day !

mme-hajime:

It all started
when you saw him look so sad after the third years retired. Something about
him seemed gloomy, like he wasn’t ready for it yet. You’ve been crushing for him since your first year, and you really wanted
to be there for him now – but you didn’t know how, having always been too shy to actually talk to him.

Which is why you
wrote down a poem you read not too long ago, a poem with words so affectionate
and kind, it made you think of him immediately. It wasn’t a love poem in the classic sense, but it made you smile and you hoped it would cheer him up, even if for only just a second.

You put it in his locker early
that day, making sure nobody saw you. Your fingers trembled and you felt sweat trickle down your back; But you really wanted him to know he wasn’t alone, and so you took all of your courage and put the note right on top of his shoes, clearly visible so he’d see once the day was done. It was the least you could do for him.

When you
saw him the next day you prayed to anyone that would listen that he didn’t
recognize your handwriting. You didn’t think this trough. What if he didn’t enjoy the poem at all? If he thought it was tacky or creepy or..? It kept bothering you, but it was too late to take it back now. What was done was done, and you had to live with whatever may happened.

Nothing happened though.

It wasn’t until a
couple of days later that you overheard Futakuchi and Aone talking. You didn’t
mean to eavesdrop, didn’t intend to intrude. You really just happened to walk by
the gym, the door standing wide open as you heard Futakuchi asking about some note.

“Did you
find out who it was from?”

You turned,
glad that they haven’t noticed you yet. You didn’t move, just waited to see Aone shake his head slightly. So he didn’t know it was you. That’s good.

“Maybe it
really was a girl. It is a girly handwriting.”

Aone’s deep
voice somehow seemed so small as he replied. “Maybe that person just mistook my locker
for someone elses”.

Your heart clenched. Why would he think that?

“Yeah
maybe. Or maybe someone is crushing on the core of our iron wall.” Futakuchi
chuckled in mischief, his voice holding a teasing note. It snapped you out of the daze you were in and you hurried, trying to get away while not making any noise.

You were safe. He didn’t recognize your handwriting. And it didn’t seem like it bothered him at all. If
anything, he seemed a little sad to think that the note might not have been
intended for him.

You decided
to make sure to write his name on it next time.

~

You watched
as Aone sat outside, the bag of cookies you left him looking so small in his
hands. You made a mental note to maybe make a slightly bigger batch next time. He sat alone,
the sun shining on him as he unwrapped them. You saw him smile a
little before he started eating them, that smile filling you with warmth. Heat rose to your cheeks and you couldn’t help the happiness coursing through your body.

“Hey Y/N!”

Startled
you turned at the voice, jumping a little as you felt like you just got caught.
And you did, and by your best friend too. Maybe she wouldn’t see how you’ve been staring at Aone. You cleared your throat.

“What were you staring at?” Your friend came closer, trying to see what had you so mesmerized.

“Oh. It’s Aone.
Are you still too shy to confess?” She asked, nudging your side as she giggled. “Ahhh, young love..” your friend drawled,
wrapping an arm around you as she led you down the hall.

That night
you sat down on your desk, mulling over what to do. Maybe it was silly, maybe you should just go out and confess. But if he rejected you, this little thing you had, writing him notes and everything, it would disappear. And you didn’t want that – weren’t ready to let that go just yet.

You sighed, picking up a pencil. Aone was training hard right now, the upcoming match an important one. For that, you wanted to do something special, wanted to make sure he knew you’d be cheering for him.
Writing down words of encouragement you added a doodle below, a tiny bear
cheering for him, before you folded the note and put it in your backpack for
tomorrow.

You were
the first to arrive at school. The building was still quiet as you made your way
through the hallway, finding Aone’s locker quickly. You’ve been here a lot these past weeks and you went straight to it, opening it to put the note inside. Maybe you’ve gotten a little more reckless as the
weeks slipped by without you being caught. Because you didn’t notice that you weren’t alone in the building,
didn’t hear soft footsteps coming closer, completely lost in thought as you stroked over the note before you looked back up to get going.

“Y/N?”

You froze
at the sound of a deep baritone voice too close to you. Please let this be a
dream. Slowly you turned towards the door only to look straight into the
face of your crush.

Aone’s eyes
widened just a fraction as realization dawned. He didn’t look upset, if anything, he had a rather
curious expression. That didn’t help your instinct to run though. Before he could say
more or even ask you what you were doing you mumbled a quick apology and ran past him out to the hall.

Maybe he
just got in. Maybe he didn’t see anything and your panic was unnecessary. Maybe he didn’t see you sticking the note to his desk. Maybe, just maybe, he would think you were simply looking for something and didn’t find it.

You couldn’t
help it. You thought about it all day, unable to concentrate. You just sat in
class drifting off into over-thinking-mode – You didn’t even hear the bell ring,
didn’t get up as your last class was over.

“Hey, are
you okay?”
Your friend asked, snapping you
out of it.

“You’ve been.. kind of absent today”.

“I’m fine.
Sorry for worrying you.”

She paused, studying your face before she continued “I’ll be
waiting outside then”; You knew she didn’t buy it, but you were thankful she didn’t push it right now – You didn’t feel like explaining, only wanted the world to swallow you whole.

Packing up
your things you checked that you got everything. You’ve zoned out for most part of every class, and you had a lot to catch up on now. Sighing, you scolded yourself, cursing under your breath at your own carelessness.

You shoved open the door, more ready for the day to be done. But there he was, a big figure looming across from your class, looking like he was waiting for something. Or probably someone.

Your eyes
went wide, heart racing as you gulped, breaking out a sweat immediately; Your lips jerked up in a smile, trying to hide the panic you were feeling.

Before you could properly greet him though he looked
at you and bowed.

“Thank you
for leaving me all those notes. Thank you for the cookies. I really enjoyed
them.” Did his ears turn pink, or did the light play a trick on you? You opened
your mouth, closed it quickly again, not finding any words to say.

“I am very glad it was you. Would you like
get some ice cream with me?”

Aone is a fluffy teddy bear stuffed into the iron wall! This was so cute and I love that he’s getting love!

Ushijima – Could it be?

ASK; 44. “I think I’m pregnant.” with ushiwaka and fem s/o scenario pls? Thankss

Ushijima’s brow furrowed deeply as he listened to the retching coming through the bathroom door. This was the third day in a row you’d run straight to it and emptied what little contents your stomach held. Large hands raked through short cropped hair. He was getting ready to leave for a couple weeks, an away tournament with his team but he was seriously considering telling them to go without him. He couldn’t leave you like this!

Not that he was doing much to begin with but he felt unsettled at the idea of leaving his wife when she was so ill.

The door opened, revealing a very pale _______.

He stood, hurrying to her side to offer assistance. “Are you ok?” he asked.

She smiled weakly. “Not sure, must have caught something.” She frowned up at him as he helped lay her back down on the bed and tucked the covers to her chin. “Shouldn’t you be packing?”

He huffed. “I think I’m going to tell them I can’t make it.”

She sat up quickly, eyes wide. “Wakatoshi, you can’t do that! You’re the vice captain! How would that look if-”

Her words cut off in a gag, body flying back towards the bathroom, her face barely making it to its target of the toilet bowl where she dry heaved. This time he was there, gathering her hair and rubbing her back. “I’m not leaving you like this,” he mumbled when she collapsed into his arms, a heap of exhaustion.

“I’m fine, Toshi,” she insisted. “Plus if this is something really bad, I don’t want you to catch it. Go and take care of your team, I’ll be back to normal in no time.”

He scowled but didn’t want to cause her further distress by continuing to argue.

After helping her back into bed once more, he made way to pack. As he zipped up his bag, he noticed she was looking at her phone with a furrowed brow.

“Something the matter?” he asked taking a seat next to her.

She turned, eyes a bit hazy and he wondered if she was starting to get a fever when she blurted out, “I think I’m pregnant.”

He blinked. “What?”

She held up her phone which he took, eyes scanning over the text on the screen; symptoms. Symptoms of pregnancy. Suddenly his own stomach felt a bit queasy.

But he pushed the feeling down, instead drawing his own phone from his pocket. He hit a few buttons, the sound of his captain’s voice coming over the line in a surprised greeting; Ushijima did not often call people.

“I’m going to be late,” the ace said simply. “I may not be there at all, there’s something ______ and I need to take care of.”

Needless to say, the male on the other end of the line was shocked but simply wished them luck in whatever it was they were dealing with and to keep him posted. Ushijima nodded despite him not being able to see it and ended the call.

Turning back to his wife he smiled faintly. “Call the doctor, let’s see if you’re right.”

Congrats on 500! I self ship with Daichi! I, too, am attracted to strong backs and beefy arms and crow captain has both! He’s a sweetheart (with great grit), reliable senpai, foundation of the team and totally unaware of how amazing he really is. His voice is to die for, all deep and strong but I can see him being a great comforter. I’ll take sfw or nsfw, which ever you’re more inspired to write! Thanks babes!

What a day….
your back has been giving you trouble all day, work was exhausting and you were
not only hungry, but tired as well. You were glad when you finally rounded the
corner and made your way home. Opening the door a heavenly smell hit you,
making your mouth water and your stomach growl in response.

“Hey Babe” –
Daichi was just finishing to set the table. “I made your favorites, and I got
some cupcakes for dessert.”

Smiling, you
got out of your coat and shoes, giving him a kiss and sitting down at the
table.

Dinner was
delicious and you sighed, rubbing your stomach. “Thanks for doing this. I
really needed this.”

“Anything
for you! Let me take care of cleaning up.” And you accepted the offer gladly.
Your back was still hurting, and you didn’t want to move just yet.

~

Restless,
you were moving around on the couch, unable to find a position you were
comfortable in. Almost ready to give up, you turned with a heavy sigh, flipping
on your belly and burying your head in the couch cushions.

“Your back
giving you trouble again?” A soft voice.

Your
response was a muffled grumbling.

A dip,
knees being planted next to your waist, sandwiching you between them. Strong
arms finding your shoulders, starting to massage the knots in your neck. The
movement made you moan in pleasure, releasing the tension.

Daichi
smiled to himself. The noises you were making were music to his ears, feeling
your body relax under him he started to move his hands down to your mid- and lower
back, being gentle but firm.

“Mhhh…
this fweels swo gwood…” Your face was still buried in the cushions. Your
hands laying by your side, finding his legs to rub them in thanks.

When you
felt better, thanks to those magic hands of his, you pushed up, turning your
head to give him a thankful look.

“Thank you
captain.” Twisting your body to face him you added “Now let me take care of
you.” And you grabbed him by his shirt to give him a kiss that had him lowly
grumbling in his chest.

With a sly
smile he replied “If you insist” and took of his shirt, playful glint in his
eyes.

Awwww!!! Thank you darling! This was so sweet and wonderful!

tsukishima D, E, V please!

Hi dear! I set a limit of (2) letters on this one so I picked two from your list. Hope you enjoy!

E: Experimenting (Trying something new) (Kink warning: Rimming)

“How do you know you won’t like it unless you try?” Kei asks looking over his glasses.

She squirms under his heated gaze. It isn’t often Tsukishima shows his desires so plainly and while the idea intrigues her, she can’t help nerves overpowering her.

“I don’t know, Kei, I mean, it seems…so dirty,” she confesses, voice quiet.

He cocks as eyebrow, placing his glasses on the nightstand before slowly rolling to his hands and knees, crawling towards her.

Scratch that, he’s prowling.

Leaning in, he trails the tip of his nose up the side of her cheek, breath teasing her skin as he whispers, “I’ve fucked you six ways from Saturday, I doubt this is much worse than any of that.” He tugs the lobe of her ear making her gasp. “Come on, I’ll stop the second you tell me to.”

Taking in a deep breath, she nods, squeaking when he rapidly moves behind her, flipping up her skirt and yanking down her underwear. He helps her get them off, gently moving her into a downward dog position, ass up in the air.

He’s always loved her ass, so perky, firm and-

*Smack*

“Kei!”

Spankable.

But he’s done that before, and he knows she likes it. As he leans in and kisses one cheek she jumps. “Relax baby, you can trust me,” he says. After she takes another deep breath, he continues kissing, inching his way towards her center. Spreading her cheeks, his tongue pokes out, gently caressing the edge of her anus.

“Ke…kei.” Her voice quivers, torn between arousal and humiliation.

“I want you,” he insists, pushing forward to lick from the base of her core all the way up through her ass crack. He goes back down, circling her hole and she twitches. His hands grasp her more firmly, spreading her wider, tongue lapping up and down from core to ass wetting her completely.

“That…that’s enough,” she pants.

He hums agreement, turning her over and focusing all his attention on her dripping snatch. “You did so good baby,” he comments, sucking her clit until she comes, crying out his name.

V: Videos (Sending NSFW videos to each other)

“Kei.” The breathy sigh of his name alerts Tsukishima to what’s about to come.

Namely: you.

He can’t believe you sent him this, while he’s away with family of all times! Of all the cliche, annoying-

“Fuck, Kei, right there!”

He groans, palming his growing erection and ever so thankful he decided to save opening this particular file until he was safely stowed away in his room. His cheeks flush red as his breathing increases, blood roaring through his veins as he pumps his cock in time to the thrusting of your fingers in your pussy.

“I wish you were here,” you admit, eyes landing directly on the camera and he swears you’re looking right at him. “Your cock always fills me…so…so perfectly.” He yanks faster, knowing by the tone of your voice you’re close.

“Kei…Kei, Kei…KEI!”

His own release spurts against his hand as he watches you come completely undone, chest heaving making your breasts sway enticingly.

Taking a deep breath, he removes his pajama pants completely, wiping the remnants of the mess off before pushing the call button.

“Hmmmm? Kei?” your sleepy voice answers.

“You just couldn’t wait till I got home could you?”

He can hear the shit eating grin on your face. “Don’t deny you enjoyed it.”

“Just be ready, I’m gonna wreck you when I get back,” he grunts.

“Promises, promises. Why don’t you wreck me now, baby?”

“Patience, darling. Oh and no touching yourself until I get back, I want you nice and wanting for me.”