Kagami, Moriyama, Takao, Yamamoto, Sugawara, and Aone reacting to their gf being a vampire? She can come out in the daylight and not burn thus how she goes to school with them but she does drink blood and is super strong. She also likes trying to “nibble” them occasionally because they “smell good”. :) you can decide if there are other “tropes” she is capable of for them to react to.

Thanks for the request, I hope you like what I came up with!

Kagami

“I’ll tell you what,” you say leaning in close to
Kagami, your proximity making him blush hard, “I’ll try some of your food if
you,” your nose trails over his neck, the blood rushing there like a roaring
river in your supersonic ears, “let me have a taste of you.” Kagami nods,
trusting you won’t drain him dry.

Moriyama

“Ok,” Moriyama says panting as he reaches where you stand
barely breaking a sweat, “how the hell
do you run so fast?” If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he’d never believe
it. Catching him around the neck he gasps. As you kiss him, your fang nips his
lip, a little blood hitting your tongue and you moan, “Oh Yoshitaka, you taste so good.” He’s caught between fear and
pleasure, the former fading slightly as you kiss him again. Maybe it won’t be
so bad being a vampire’s boy toy.

Takao

“Why did you rush away like that?” Takao asks running up to
you and grabbing your arm.

“I just didn’t want to be around him with that stuff,” you
say hurriedly tugging out of his grasp.

“You mean Shintaro and his lucky item?” he asks
incredulously. You’ve never cared about it before so he’s confused.

“Suffice it to say, I’m just not a fan of it,” you huff
walking more briskly. Turning back, you point your finger at him, “And if you ever eat it I’ll never kiss you again.”

He catches your wrist, pulling you back and looks in your
eyes. “I knew there was something different about you,” he murmurs nuzzling
your nose. “Don’t worry,” he adds winking, “I’m not a fan of garlic either.” He lifts his head, exposing his neck. “But feel free to taste test, if you like.”

Yamamoto

“How the hell did you jump that high?” Yamamoto yells after
you land from jumping over a drunk driver’s car. You smile, fangs flashing and
he gulps.

Closing the distance between you, you nuzzle into his
throat. “Care to top me up? I used up some juice jumping that high.” He
whimpers a bit but agrees; how the hell did he end up with such a cool, if
scary girlfriend?

Sugawara

“Why are your hands always so cold? It’s the middle of
summer,” Sugawara asks perplexed. Smiling softly, you place his hand on your chest.
He stutters, unclear of your intentions until he zeroes in on the fact that he
doesn’t feel anything underneath; your heart isn’t beating.

“Oh,” he says softly and you nod.

Bringing his hand near your face you smell his wrist,
cooing, “Suga-baby, can I see if you taste as good as you smell?”

Aone

“You shouldn’t work out alone Takanobu,” you say easily
lifting the heavy weight almost crushing his windpipe. Looking into his wide-open
eyes with your bright yellow irises you say, “How am I supposed to go on if you
end up dead?” He shakes his head,
unclear on how to answer. You smile, walking around the bench to lean over him.
“Don’t worry, sweetie, I only bite to feed, not to turn. Think you can give me
a tip for saving you?” He swallows once but agrees. After all, he owes you
right?

Hello! I just found your blog and I’m super in love with everything you’ve written <3! If requests are still okay, then could I have kissing Akaashi(HQ!!!) scenario 40), 21), and 16)? Thank you so much! <3

Awww! Thank you so much! I’m so sorry this took me forever to finish but I hope you like it!

Akaashi – Kisses #16, #21 and #40

16 – following the kiss with a series of kisses up to suckle
an earlobe

21 – softly moaning into the kiss

40 – when one person says “move away if you don’t want this”
and the other person moves in for the kiss

“Come on Akaashi-senpai! We need to get good seats!” you
yell excitedly.

The setter smiles gently. “You realize every seat is a good one when there’s fireworks involved, right?”
he asks following you up the grassy noll.

You stick out your tongue at him, the motion making him
stumble a bit but he’s thankful you don’t notice; you’re too busy turning
around again to scope the perfect spot. He sighs in frustration with himself.
When is this infatuation with you going to end?

“Probably never,”
he thinks as you cry out in triumph, finding the, you insist, the best
placement to get maximum viewing pleasure.

Settling down next to you on the blanket, Akaashi thinks
over the past year since he met you. You’re a first-year soccer player whose
academic prowess impressed even him. He’d met you while jogging in the park,
the two of you becoming support beams for your evening ritual. Eventually,
running wasn’t the only thing you were doing together. You studied, went to
movies, he went to your games and you to his, all of which has resulted in
Bokuto continuously harping on him to “make a move”.

He’s so lost in his thoughts that he doesn’t hear you until
you’re right next to his ear. “Akaashi-senpai?”

He whips around, startled by how close your face is to his.
Your eyes widen for a second before you look at his lips and then back to his
eyes; he can see you debating whether to move forward. Akaashi’s pulse feels
like a thrumming against his skin and he’s afraid to breathe lest he break this
moment. Then, with deliberate slowness, you inch your head closer to his, your
eyes becoming slightly hooded.

He feels the ghost of your breath over his lips as you say, “Akaashi-senpai,
I…um…please, move away if you don’t want this.” Akaashi inhales deeply through
his nose then closes the distance, settling his lips against yours.

His hand reaches into your hair, grasping firmly but not too
tight, just enough to keep you right where you are and he moans softly into the
kiss, your answering moan flooding his body with heat. Before he can stop
himself, he trails kisses on your jawline. When he reaches your ear, he suckles
the lobe, your grip on his jacket tightening as you inhale sharply.

Just as he’s about to continue to your neck, the first wave
of fireworks explodes overhead, jarring you both out of your kiss haze and
bringing you back to the reality that you were basically making out in the
middle of the New Year’s Eve crowd.

Thankfully, everyone’s eyes on are the sky, though you both
still sport deep blushes.

Leaning forward again, Akaashi pecks your lips, murmuring
against them, “Happy New Year, y/n.”

“It is indeed, Keiji-kun” you answer back, intertwining your
hands as you both look up.

May I request # 8 for the Imagines/Reactions weekend with… Nishinoya, Moriyama, Liu Wei, Azumane, Sugawara, and Otsubo. >u< please and thank you~

# 8 – wearing the boy’s clothes

So I went ahead and changed this from “each other’s” to the
boy’s clothes because I just can’t see most of these guys being willing or able
to wear female clothing. I hope you still like it!

Nishinoya – His absolute favorite thing to see you wearing
is his Karasuno volleyball team jacket. Cheering in the stands wearing a bright
orange shirt and his black jacket will make this smol boy feel twenty feet tol.
Expect lots of affectionate clinging
after the game.

Moriyama – The first time you’d spent the night together (just sleeping, Moriyama is a gentleman)
you’d rushed to get dressed and in your haste accidently grabbed his tie,
knotting it quickly and running out the door. Later in the day, he walked up to
you, grabbed it and tugged you in for a kiss, whispering against your lips, “As
much fun as it is to see you wearing my
tie, I can’t wait to get it back off of you, tonight.” Needless to say,
there was a distinct lack of sleep the second time you stayed over.

Liu Wei – He’s unsure if he’s pleased or not that your
favorite thing to steal from his wardrobe happens to be his favorite
sweatshirt. You know the kind, the one that’s perfectly worn in, fits like a
glove and also feels like a wearable blanket? That must be why you steal it all
the time, though the “fit like a glove” part does not apply since the thing
actually looks like a blanket on you.
But then again, when he finally gets it back, it smells like you; which is a
definite bonus.

Azumane – Asahi could have sworn he’d put his favorite
t-shirt in the wash but when it came time to wear it he couldn’t locate it. That
was, until he went to your house, where you opened the door clad in his shirt,
rubbing sleep from your eyes. The sight of you swimming in his clothes made his
heart palpitate a bit faster and he knew he’d never wash the shirt again,
assuming he can even get it back.

Sugawara – While at a practice game, someone managed to
spill water all down the front of your shirt. Suga, of course, was quick to
come up with a solution; you could just wear his button down and he’d stay in
his jersey for the drive home. Sure, he’d be a bit uncomfortable in sweaty
clothes but it was better than having you so upset. He was, however, decidedly
more distracted than he thought possible since the buttons were just a bit
strained in their efforts to stay together. He made a note to have you wear his
shirt again, but next time where he could promptly rip it off.

Otsubo – Following their loss to Rakuzan, Otsubo was a bit downtrodden.
Having to stay strong and motivate the first and second years to keep striving
higher had exhausted him. But, the sight of you sauntering into his bedroom
wearing his now former jersey has him perking up pretty quickly. “Seems this thing
still has its uses,” he murmurs against your lips, hands trailing under the material
that he decides solely belongs to you whenever you come to stay at his place.

Kimura, Otsubo, Okamura, Iwamura (Seiho’s captain), Azumane, and Yamamoto finding out their GF is a succubus. She has been trying to get them to sleep with her due to needing nourishment (and just wanting their babies in general) but the guys refused because it was too soon. But then they find out that she NEEDS it to survive. NSFW reactions, if that’s okay?? (Also if you find it too difficult to write Iwamura (due to him being so minor in the series) you can swap him out for Kyotani instead)

Thank you for specifying the lore you wanted to see because
there is a lot of it! I went with the
idea that a sexual act and not full blown intercourse is at least enough to get
her what she needs otherwise these would all end up too similar I think. I
tried to keep these short since there are multiple characters and I hope you
like what I came up with! Thank you for patience! I put up a “keep reading line” since this is a bit of a longer post.

Looking at your
boyfriend, you suddenly understand your mother’s warning about not falling in
love. Were you not head over heels for the male before you, you’d just go grab
a random testosterone snack but you won’t because you love the one you’re with.
Now if only he’d give you what you need…

Kimura

As your tongue caresses the edge of Kimura’s ear, his grip
on your waist tightens, a low groan sounding from his chest. You can feel
energy returning to your body by just kissing him but you need more, you crave
more, not just for survival but because you want him.

“Babe,” he breathes out, pushing you up off his body,
“just…hold on a second.”

“Shinsuke,” you purr, “I need you…please…”

He shakes his head, unclear if the flash of light in your
eyes is just his imagination. “I…look, it’s not that I don’t want you-“

“Then take me,” you mumble against his lips cutting off the
rest of his sentence.

He pushes back again, his voice a bit firmer. “Oi, I said
hang on! Don’t you think this is a little, I don’t know…fast?”

Sighing you sit back, head hanging down and Kimura feels a
pang of regret but he’s just not sure it’s wise-

“I’ll die if I don’t get what I need.”

He blinks at you, a smile almost kicking up his lip. “Oh
come on, I mean-“

You interrupt again, eyes (now bright blue) locking with his
and he gulps as you say, “Shinsuke, I can’t wait anymore. I’ve put it off for
too long. I’m a succubus. If…if I don’t get something
significantly sexual tonight from you I’ll have to get it from someone else. I
don’t want to but that’s the reality of my situation.”

The thought of you with anyone else drives the normally calm
and level headed vice-captain to push you onto your back, his tall body looming
over yours. He steals your breath as his mouth covers yours, his tongue
caressing your own.

“Take what you need, I have plenty of energy,” he breathes
and you feel it coursing from his body to yours. His hand trails up your thigh,
under your skirt to your waiting heat, fingers pushing aside the silk of your
underwear.

“Damn it, you’re soaked,” he whispers, lips caressing your
neck as he plunges two fingers into you. The insertion makes you groan, your
body relishing in the feel of not only being touched but being filled, filled
with energy from him. It may not be exactly what you wanted, but it’s enough to
top you off for a couple more weeks.

Otsubo

Sighing, Otsubo enters his room, brow furrowed; today’s
practice was rough. Keeping Midorima focused since his lucky item broke was no
easy feat and Takao was not helping
the situation by laughing uproariously at the situation. But still, they
managed to get through it and now he’s looking forward to a nice, relaxing night
with you.

A smile makes its way onto his face. How the hell he ended
up dating someone so sexy and sweet
he doesn’t know but he isn’t going to knock it.

Shucking his uniform, he heads to the bathroom, not having
had time to shower before needing to lock up the gym for the night. As he
stands in the warm spray of water, he doesn’t hear you enter. He almost jumps a
mile high into the air when your voice coos, “Can I join you, Tai-kun?”

Whipping around, almost getting shampoo in his eyes that
widen at the sight of you naked, he turns bright red and stutters out,
“Ah….ah…what are you doing sweetness?”

You saunter forward, body becoming drenched in more ways
than one at the sight of your boyfriend with water streaming in the contours of
his muscles highlighting his best features…yummy. For answer to his question,
you lean up, pressing your body and lips to his, hands tugging his head down to
deepen the kiss.

He pulls back, inhaling a deep breath but before he can
speak you decide you can’t wait any longer and let him see the true color of
your eyes; bright purple. He gasps, almost stumbling but you’re strong enough
to hold him up. “I need you, Tai-kun, I’m…hungry,” you pant and he swallows
thickly.

Sizing up the situation, and being of rather high
intelligence, he doesn’t need for you to spell it out any further. A quick dip
of his head and he’s diving back into your mouth, arms wrapping around your
waist to pull you flush against him once more.

He lifts you up, easily caging you against the wall,
peppering kisses down your neck. “Tai-kun…please…”

Your begging produces a rather quick firm up below his waist
and he can’t stop the thrust against your wet sex. He hasn’t penetrated but you
don’t care, he feels delicious and you can sense power returning to your body.
You moan encouragement in his ear, fisting little tufts of his hair making him groan.

The stimulation of your bodies together allows you to gain
enough sustenance to last a bit longer before you commit to the full act of
intercourse and you kiss your thanks against his chest when he settles you on
your feet once more.

Okamura

Bless this poor captain but he’s had such a bad run of luck
when it came to women, that when he met you he was not only thrown for a loop
when you returned his affection but invariably ended up wrapped around your
little finger in no time at all.

And you are not above using that to your advantage.

“Kenichi,” you sigh as his large hand rubs up and down your
thigh while he kisses your neck, “I want you to kiss me.”

“Um, I am kissing you doll,” he says a bit confused.

You bite your lip in a provocative way you know makes his
blood rush and shake your head slowly from side to side. “I don’t mean here,”
you say tapping your neck. Grabbing his hand, you direct it between your legs,
his eyes getting wider and wider as you press his fingers against your already
wet panties. Leaning up you whisper, “I want you to kiss me here.”

Okamura lets out a sound that’s somewhere between a gasp and
a cough, choking on words, his mouth opening and closing in shock. “Are…are you
sure?” he stammers, heart reading to jump out of his chest.

“Yes,” you hiss, tugging his bottom lip between your teeth,
your eyes turning a hazy silver as you let your guard down just a bit, “my body
needs you, Kenichi. Don’t you want to make me happy?”

He nods, completely mesmerized by your eyes, his nerves
slowly dissipating under the slight
hypnotism you’re subjecting him to, though you know you’re not really making
him do anything he doesn’t already want to. You can feel his want, smell his
desire for you clearly; he just needs a little push to help him get going.

Laying back down on the bed, you unbutton your skirt,
tugging it down and throwing it to the floor. As you go to remove your
underwear, Okamura’s hands stop yours.

“Allow me,” he says, a little smirk kicking up his mouth and
you smile softly back. He really is just a giant teddy bear.

Slowly he pulls off the garment, taking his time to
appreciate the view of you for the first time but your whining has him shifting
down, head dipping between your thighs. You sigh out as his tongue tentatively
licks a line from base to top of your slit, hips rolling upwards seeking more
penetration, more of him.

As he gets an idea of what you like, your breathing
increases, the empty pit in your stomach filling up as he unknowingly pours
power back into your thirsting body. Your fingers graze through his hair, a hum
of appreciation from him making you twitch; with a little more practice, he’ll
be topping up your power need in no time.

Iwamura

Out of the view of his team, Iwamura allows himself a moment
of true frustration, slamming his hand against the wall of his room; they were
so…damn…close! So damn close to winning in the semi-finals but Seirin just had
to come in and ruin it all! He knows what he said to Tsugawa is true, their
opponents were simply stronger but it doesn’t make it sting any less. And
now…now he’s done, retired from the game he loves so much.

With a low sigh, he pulls away from the wall, tugs his
jersey off allowing it to fall on the floor and flops onto his bed, staring at
the ceiling. A few minutes later, a soft knock has his eyes flicking to the
door, his deep voice rumbling, “Come in.”

He locks his gaze on you, your lithe form entering and
shutting the door behind you. Silently, you walk across the room to his bed,
crawling onto his body and snuggling against him.

“I’m sorry, Tsutomu,” you say.

He tenses up, eyes closing and breathing slightly labored;
he just can’t calm down! He does, however, flick his eyelids open quickly when
he feels you shift against his body, lips planting kisses against his exposed
chest. A low moan escapes when you lick his stomach and his hands trail through
your hair as you slowly descend until your head is right over his now straining
erection; only you could get him hard when he feels this…deflated.

“I’m going to make you feel good, Tsutomu,” you say, tugging
his shorts down allowing his long, firm member to spring free. He exhales
heavily, gasping in again when your tongue caresses the base of his cock.

“Baby-cakes, you don’t have to-ah!” His protests are cut off
by your mouth encasing him as far as you can; he’s rather a lot of man to take
in. Bobbing up and down, you swirl your tongue back and forth, up and down,
caressing him every which way you can. It’s not the best method to get your own
fill but your hand can do the job as you give back to the man who’s done so
much for you.

“I…I don’t deserve you…or this,” he pants but his hand is
firm in your hair, keeping your head right where it is but you know he would
release you at the first sign of your wanting him to. You hum in displeasure at
his words, pulling up and taking a deep breath.

Climbing back over him, you pull aside the fabric of your
underwear and sink onto him, the unexpected heat of your core making him arch
up into you and cry out.

Leaning over his face, you can see his startled eyes staring
into your now pink irises.

“You are my strength, Tsutomu, don’t ever talk about
yourself like that again,” you say lowly and he nods, eyes closing as you rise
and fall slowly, his hands gripping your hips.

Seems you’ll both get your fill tonight.

Azumane

“This is stupid, I’m
so stupid! Why did I wait so long?!” These thoughts and similar run through
your mind as you rush through the street towards your boyfriend’s house,
thankful that his parents are out of town. Reaching his door, you bang on it
loudly, your breath coming in deep gasps as you struggle to stay upright. You
fail, falling to your knees just before he opens the door, his sleepy
expression flashing away to one of immediate concern.

“Sweetheart? What are you doing here? What’s wrong?” His
voice is slightly panicked, clear distress in his tone as he takes in the sight
of you on your knees, hand clasped to your chest.

When you look up he inhales sharply and you know your eyes
have changed back to their natural red; you must look terrifying to your glass
hearted ace. But he surprises you when he swallows whatever fear he has and
picks you up, your body curling into his in deseperate need of his heat, his
scent, just him.

“What happened?” he asks, voice rumbling against your ear
where your head is rested on his (you just now notice) naked chest.

“I…I need…I need you, Asahi…I’m sorry-“

“You need me to what?” he asks sitting down on the couch
with you cradled in his lap.

“No, I mean literally, I need
you,” you reach down and palm him through his sweat pants drawing a spluttering
cough from his lips. You muffle the sound with your own, tongue whipping out to
seek his, his body tensing because of the fierceness of your kiss.

He pulls your head back, gently but firmly, and looks in
your eyes which are still tinted red. “I don’t understand what’s going on but,”
he gulps once, taking a deep breath with closed eyes before opening them once
more, a more determined look on his face, “I’ll help you however I can.”

You feel like crying you’re so thankful, but before you can
kiss him again he places two fingers on your lips, fixing you with his “ace
face”. “But I want a complete explanation after, deal?”

You nod eagerly, you’ll give him whatever he wants as long
as you can have him. And it’s not just because you’re depleted; you could get
any guy you want and have in the past. But you want this guy, who’s lips are back on yours, his hands caressing your
body, warming you, filling you up before he’s even really gotten started.

He stands, easily carrying you to his bedroom. As he lays
you on the bed, you look up at him and marvel at his ability to just roll with
this, to take care of you even when he’s confused as hell.

Leaning down, his lips caress your neck, your body arching
up into his. As he reaches your ear he whispers, “I kept feeling like it was
too soon to tell you but if we’re doing this, you need to know.” He pulls back
up, large hand cupping your cheek and eyes burning into yours. “I love you,” he
confesses then kisses you, soft at first but with growing hunger, as if his
admission was the key to unlocking the floodgates of his passion.

And as his hands divest you of your clothing, you realize
you already feel full to the brim but you’re going to take everything he gives;
maybe this love thing isn’t so detrimental to your health after all.

Yamamoto

To say Yamamoto was excited would be the understatement of
the year. He finally, finally has a
girlfriend and what a girlfriend! You’re smart, sexy, sassy, and supportive and
he’s pretty sure he’s already in love with you which is crazy because you’ve
only been together a couple months.

Which is why, at this moment, he’s torn between complete
elation and complete nervousness, his hands hesitating to move. He’d come over
to watch a movie, a harmless practice done by hundreds of couples every day but
now, with you straddling his lap, your lips on his neck and your hips
undulating quite provocatively, he’s struggling with knowing what to do.
Thankfully, you save him further trouble by grabbing his hands and slapping
them against your ass making him hitch his breath.

“Touch me, Taketora,” you growl huskily in his ear and he’s
pretty sure you’re going to be the death of him.

“Um, cupcake, I…are you sure,” he stammers, eyes closed
tightly as he tries to maintain control of his body but you’re shifting and grinding
and oh god he’s getting hard and this could be so embarrassing-

“Get out of your own head,” you whisper slowing down your
motions. When Yamamoto opens his eyes again he’s startled to see yours have
turned to an emerald green.

“I didn’t know you wore contact lenses,” he mutters and you
giggle.

Kissing him gently you say, “I don’t, Tora-kun, I’m…a bit
more than just a foreign exchange student.”

He blinks up at you, his bewildered and surprisingly
innocent face making him look even more adorable. “What do you mean?”

“I’m…I’m a succubus and well…I haven’t fed in quite a long
time, not properly anyway, not since…starting to date you,” you confess, eyes
shifting down to look at his chest.

His fingers tilt your chin up, eyes a bit wide but he’s
taking all of this surprisingly well. “I…I won’t lie and say I’m not nervous
and a bit scared,” he confesses, “but I care about you…a lot.” He leans up,
hand trailing through your hair to the back of your head, his forehead pressing
against yours. “Tell me what to do,” he breathes against your face.

You smile, kissing him softly, trailing your hands slowly
down to the hem of his shirt. Pulling upwards gives him the hint to raise his
arms, allowing you to pull it off and throw it to the floor. His body is hot
and firm, muscles twitching under your roaming fingers.

Leaning back, you pull your own shirt off, dropping it
behind you and unclasping your bra as it falls. Tora’s eyes are fixated on your
chest, his own rising and falling rapidly the more worked up he gets. Feeling
pressure on the back of his head, he leans forward, mouth millimeters away from
your breast. He looks up at you, eager as a puppy and you grin nodding your
head. The instant his lips seal over your nipple you moan loudly; it’s been too
long since you’ve had this.

The sound has him tightening his hold on your waist, his
mouth sucking earnestly at your flesh making you writhe in his hold. You know
he’s inexperienced, is probably doing his best not to just come in his pants
the poor thing but you need more now.

Shifting, you stand up, pulling off your and his pants
quickly. Yamamoto resists the urge to cover himself, his heart pounding against
his ribcage as he looks at your naked body. Crouching down, you pull out a
condom from your jacket pocket, eyes shooting up to his face as you open it.

“Tora-kun, I know it’s probably not how you want this to go
but…I can’t wait anymore, I need you, I need this now,” you pant, feeling more of your energy draining.

He leans back, arms outstretched on the back of the couch in
a surprisingly eased manner. “Do whatever you want,” he says and you grin.
Sliding the condom on makes his member twitch and his eyes never leave your
form. As you sink down, encasing him in your tight heat his head falls back,
eyes rolling in his head.

“Oh shit you feel so good,” he mutters.

Pulling him forward to kiss him, you grind forward,
caressing your pleasure against his strong abs. “You don’t feel too bad
yourself,” you say rising then sliding back down.

Content to do all the work and thankful he’s even letting
you do this, you’re surprised when his hips thrust up, arms wrapped around you
tightly. “I may not last long but I’ll give you everything I have,” he grunts,
continuing to thrust up making your body bounce with the strength of his
strikes.

“I knew they called you ace for a reason,” you say and his entire
body shudders.

Tugging on the back of your hair he growls out, “Say that
again.”

You pause to consider what he means then smile. Leaning down
so your mouth is right next to his ear you purr, “Give it to me…ace.”

And he does, surprisingly well, giving you the energy you
need to survive. You’re rather pleased with your choice in partner, deciding
then and there you’ll stay with him as long as he wants you.

1, 2, 5, 17 for Ushiwaka and Ahomine? <3 hope you're okay with my asks eheheh. thanks bby

Totally ok with them! Here are your fave boys, thanks for being so patient!

#1 – Waking up together

Aomine – You will always wake up first because damn
this boy can sleep. But that’s ok, it just presents the opportunity to see him
completely relaxed. No scowl, no worries, just Daiki. Wake him up with soft
kisses on his forehead and cheeks.

Ushijima – Polar opposite of the basketball ace, this
boy will be up before the sun. Despite his massive size, he’s able to get out
of bed without waking you but can’t resist brushing a light kiss to your cheek
before heading out for his run.

#2 – Morning routine

Aomine – Again, you will be up before him, so if you
want to get his ass in gear go start cooking breakfast and make sure there is
coffee. He’ll come stumbling out eventually, probably wrapping his arms around
your waist, settling his chin on your shoulder and practically fall asleep
standing up until you move…if you can.

Ushijima – Back to breakfast, only this time you’ll be
waiting for your boy to be back from his work out. When Ushijima walks in,
still sweaty from his exertions you’ll no doubt feel quite the flutter of
appreciation of the sight. He’ll shower quickly so he can enjoy a hot breakfast
with you, kissing your hands to show his gratitude.

#5 – Nighttime routine

Aomine – After basketball practice (if you could even
get him to go) Aomine will be all for relaxing at home. After showering, watch
a movie or TV show curled up with him on the couch and he’s a happy boy. When
it gets later and it’s time for bed, he’ll brush his teeth, change into shorts
and crash; unless he’s feeling frisky in which case you’ll both be naked and
doing anything but sleeping.

Ushijima – Early to bed, early to rise is this ace’s
motto so either be ready to crawl into bed at a reasonable hour or prepare
yourself to be up alone if you’re a night owl. He does deviate from this
pattern sometimes on the weekends or for special occasions but overall, he’s an
early eagle.

#17 – Kisses

Aomine – His kisses are dependent upon his mood. Sleepy
Aomine? Lazy, slow kisses. Playful? Quick pecks all over your face making you
giggle. Horny? Rough, deep kisses with lots of tongue and gripping your hair.
Romantic? Long, slow and passionate. The boy really does have a wide variety to
offer.

Ushijima – Soft and sweet most of the time unless he’s
particularly pent up or frustrated, then he gets a little more intense. Not a
huge PDA fan, so if you want a kiss it will most likely be on the cheek or the
hand. Want to get him in the mood when you’re at home? Kiss his neck, he’ll
turn into putty in your hands.

Happy Birthday!!! Can I request (can be drabbles or headcanons) on how Oikawa, Akaashi, and Kagami would make it up to their s/o if they had a match on their birthday?

Thank you so much! I hope you like these. 😊

Oikawa

Constant texting throughout the day before the match, like
selfies with the team (getting punched by Iwa-chan for not paying attention) but
it’s worth it to him to let you know you’re on his mind.
Wins NO MATTER WHAT because he had to miss your
birthday and he’ll be damned if he goes home a loser and a boyfriend who missed your birthday.
Immediately after he’s cleaned up he rushes to you (because
of course you made sure to be there) and gives you a big birthday kiss, takes
you to dinner and gives you a photo-book of all the fun selfies and adventures
you’ve taken together.

Akaashi

Sends flowers to your classroom with a note telling you
happy birthday and he loves you.
The next day he takes off from practice so he can spend the
entire day with you uninterrupted and plans as many of your favorite things to
do that he can.
At night, back in the privacy of his or your bedroom, he’s
very affectionate, giving lots of hugs, cuddles and kisses.

Kagami

Thankful his coach reminded him to call you (boy is so
focused on the game he forgets it’s your birthday to be honest) but you don’t
care because he’s your sweetie bear.
Promises to do whatever you want the next day, even if it
involves dogs.
Cooks you a fabulous meal at the end of your day together then cuddles on the couch watching your favorite movie or show.

May I do one more original ask? (If not please ignore) With Azumane, Furuhashi, Okamura, Kageyama, Moriyama,and Sugawara reacting to their s/o sneaking in and joining them while they are in the shower? Also your blog is super amazing and I am in love with your writing~

Awwww! Thank you so much sweetie! It is always so
encouraging to be told one’s work is loved and I appreciate your kind words and
for you always giving me such fun, original, and cute asks! Sorry this took FOREVER
and I have yet to work on the others you sent me but these were fun!

Azumane– The poor man child, how could you scare him like
that? He’d most likely faint at the sound of the shower curtain opening
(traumatized from when Tanaka and Noya made him watch Psycho) and will have
almost a permanent blush when he comes to on the bathroom floor and realizes
not only is he still naked but you are too.
Furuhashi– He flashes a wicked grin tugging you close into
the spray. “And here I thought I’d be getting clean.”
Okamura– First off, he’s startled by your presence. Then he’s
surprised that you’d even want to see him naked. Mostly though, he’s shocked
that you’re allowing him to touch you naked. He may or may not have tears of
joy mixing with the water on his face.
Kageyama– Will be yelling
in a panic since you caught him off guard then turns into a flustered mess,
blushing and apologizing while working extra hard to keep his eyes on your face
(he fails BTW)
Moriyama– Homeboy may be a flirt but he has to take a few
deep breaths to calm his racing pulse when the water hits your skin making it
luminous. Once he’s calmed down he’ll fix you with that sexy smile and wrap his
arms around you.
Sugawara– Has a coy smile on his face but also has the
faintest hint of pink dusting his cheeks. The blush transfers to you, however,
when this suave boy takes his time thoroughly washing your whole body and hair.
By the end of it you’re torn between being aroused and relaxed.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAIKYUULOVERCOMPANY!!

To celebrate the very sweet and talented @haikyuulovercompany I have constructed this Tendo fluff for her (and your)
enjoyment. HAPPY BIRTHDAY darling! I hope your day is filled with love,
laughter and Haikyuu! Everyone send her some birthday love! 🙂

A resounding crash followed by cursing has Wakatoshi walking
into the shared kitchen of his dormitory where he discovers Tendo standing in
the middle of what looks like a bakery war zone.

“Satori-san, what are you doing?” asks the ace with a
deadpan face.

Raising his head, his pants sporting a splatter of what
looks to be cake mix, the guess monster groans out, “I was trying to bake
_____-chan a birthday cake and the bowl flew from my hand while I was mixing
and well,” he ends lifting his arms, rotating back and forth before
allowing them to fall back to his sides.

Leaning down, Wakatoshi picks up the errant bowl, some of
the viscous goo sticking to his fingers as he places it in the sink.
Absentmindedly, he sucks the pink sludge from his finger, a slight tremor
shooting through his body though his face remains neutral.

“Satori-san,” he says and Tendo looks up from where he’s knelt
to start wiping up the mess, “It’s probably a good thing you didn’t end up
baking this.”

“What do you mean?” the red head asks perplexed.

“Did you taste it?”

Shaking his head, Tendo swipes a clump off his pant leg, encasing
his finger between his lips. His eyes widened, a cough spluttering out as he
rushes to get a glass of water. After chugging it down he pants, “What the hell
was that?” Looking at the ingredients spread across the counter he reaches into
a clear bin containing a white substance and licks his fingers again, groaning
as he realizes his mistake.

“I used salt instead of sugar!” the middle
blocker cries. “Why are none of these ingredients labeled?”

Patting him on the back, Wakatoshi grabs more paper towels
and begins wiping the counter down. Tendo returns to the task of cleaning the
floor before washing the dishes and putting them away, again with the ace’s
assistance.

“Thanks for your help,” Tendo sighs collapsing in a chair.

“You’re welcome, but why were you doing this? Can’t you just
buy her something?” he asks sitting as well.

“Of course not! I want her to know how special she is to me
and store-bought goodies aren’t the way to do that!”

Wakatoshi remains silent, unsure how to assist his friend.
He’s not a cook nor a baker. Finally, he says, “Just figure out something else
to get her.” He stands nodding once and then exits the room.

Tendo rolls his eyes. “Oh sure, cuz it’s the simple,” he
mutters to the empty room.

Sighing he places his head on his hand, leaning against the
table, eyes closing as he tries to think of what to make for you. He really
does want you to know how special you are, the one girl who’s liked him for
him, who didn’t run away from him in fear or start rumors or make snide
comments. But it’s not just those things he loves about you, oh no, there’s so
much more. There’s your smile that crinkles up your eyes until you can’t see, your
laugh that bubbles up like sparkling cider from your chest, your eyes that
shine like stars when you watch him play, your shouts of encouragement he
somehow always hears above the cacophony of noise in the gym.

His eyelids fly up; he knows what to do for your birthday.

Walking through the halls, your arms laden with various gifts
from friends, you know your cheeks are going to hurt for hours from all the
smiling you’ve done. Everyone just made you feel so loved! But a twinge of
sadness hits your heart when you think about how Satori had to miss school
today. You were so looking forward to seeing his goofy grin, feel his arms
around you and get your birthday kiss but a stupid cold kept him locked in his
room.

As you near the door to exit the building Wakatoshi steps
out of a classroom, his eyes landing on you. You feel a slight tremor of
nervousness shoot through you; even though you’re his best friend’s girlfriend,
he still intimidates you. But, you reason, it’s probably because you’re never
sure what he’s thinking. Being with Tendo, you’ve grown used to hearing him
speak his mind and the loudness of his behavior so someone quiet tends to
unnerve you.

“_____-chan, would you like some help?” he offers eyeing the
load of goodies in your arms.

“Tha…thank you Ushijima-san,” you stammer allowing him to
lift your burdens.

“I told you, call me Wakatoshi,” he says and you smile.

You walk in silence towards your dormitory for a bit before you
ask, “Do you know if Satori-kun is feeling better? I wanted to visit him today
but he said not to because he didn’t want to get me sick.”

“He’s fine,” the ace answers simply.

“Oh,” you reply turning your head back to look ahead of you.

Reaching your door, you grab your keys from the pocket of
your purse and unlock it. As the door swings open, you gasp, hands flying to
your mouth. Before you stands Satori, clad in a black suit (with a tie no less)
holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. Turning to look at Wakatoshi, you’re
shocked to see a very small smile on his face.

“Here,” he says handing you back your gifts, all of which would
have ended up on the floor thanks to your shock if he hadn’t been carrying
them. You realize now his reason for waiting for you and blush.

“Thank you, Wakatoshi-kun,” you say and he nods once.
Looking at his friend, he flashes a thumbs up before walking away. Entering
your room, you shut the door, dropping your presents on the bed. You rush to
Tendo, throwing your arms around his neck as he picks you up in a large hug.

“Happy birthday, lover,” he says in your ear making you
sigh.

“You little brat,” you retort, smacking his arm gently, “It’s
not nice to lie to your girlfriend, especially on her birthday!”

He chuckles as he sets you down, caressing your cheek with
his hand. “I wanted to surprise you and the only way to do it was to get everything
ready while you were in class. Besides, I think you’ll forgive me when you see
your gift.”

“What, you’re not my gift? I rather like the wrapping,” you
say blushing at his dapper appearance.

He grins widely, standing aside to reveal a pretty dress
picked especially for you. “I’ll admit, I needed help picking it out, so you
can thank Kayami-san for that.” It’s your favorite color, knee length and cut
modestly but is fancy enough to match his suit.

“I’ll wait outside,” he says opening the door. “I’d say take
your time but we do have a reservation so if you can be ready in twenty minutes
that would be great. I tried to get it later but this was the best they could
do.”

“It’s fine!” you say quickly, hurrying to pick up the
garment. “I’ll be ready in fifteen!”

He shakes his head at your cute eagerness and shuts the door.
True to your word, fifteen minutes later you step out, hair and makeup done to
perfection. Tendo stares openly, his mouth slightly agape.

“You look amazing,” he breathes, hands settling on your
waist.

“Thank you,” you whisper blushing.

Grabbing your hand, he leads you outside to the gates of the
school where a car is waiting. Inside you see his mother grinning and waving
from the driver side and you return the wave with a bright smile. Opening the
door for you, Tendo helps you get seated then sits down himself.

The ride to the restaurant is filled with you telling Satori
about your day and all the lovely gifts and thoughtful messages people gave
you. Eventually you arrive to the new fusion restaurant that just opened about
a month ago that you and Satori kept saying you wanted to go to.

His mom says she’ll be back in a couple hours before waving
the two of you off.

As you enter, Satori goes to the hostess podium and gives
his name. She smiles at him then you, indicating you to follow her. Walking to
the back, you’re surprised to find a private table set up with candles, more
flowers and soft music playing; it’s all so romantic and sweet. Satori pulls
out your chair, helping you get seated before taking his own.

Reaching across the table, he grabs your hand, trailing his
thumb over the back of it and staring in your eyes. Clearing his throat, he
retracts his hand, grabbing a small wrapped box from his inside jacket pocket
and hands it to you.

“Happy birthday,” he says grinning.

You smile back, tugging the paper off and opening the box; inside
is a piece of folded paper.

Unfurling it, you see Tendo’s spikey but somehow legible
writing scrawled across the white square. Pulling it near your face, you read:

Lover,

I tried to bake a cake
for you

It really seemed not
hard to do

But salt and sugar
look the same

Needless to say, it turned
out lame

I’m not a sculptor,
painter or such

My sense of colors
really sucks

So to make you art would
be too hard

But I just couldn’t
buy a generic card

And thus far if you
couldn’t tell

I don’t write poetry
very well

But it was the only
thing that I could do

To explain how much I
really love you

I love your eyes and the
sparkle they hold

Your cheering always
makes me bold

Your kind-hearted, selfless
spirit

I can’t believe you’d
let me near it

I love the way you laugh
and smile

You make my heart beat
at a hundred miles

You really don’t know
how much you mean to me

But I hope over time
you will see

So thank you for your
grace and love

I treasure all of you,
my precious dove

As you look up, a stray tear slides down your cheek, but you’re
smiling softly as Satori watches you. Standing up, you come to him and kiss his
lips gently.

“This is the best present I received all day, thank you
Satori-kun,” you say and he smiles.

Retaking your seat, you giggle out, “Did you really mix up salt
and sugar?”

He blushes, nodding his head and you laugh a bit harder but
he loves your laughter, even if you’re laughing at him and eventually he laughs
too, thinking really it was quite funny. Before long, you’re ordering a sampler
platter to share, chatting away about this and that and just generally enjoying
one another’s company.

“By the way, what made you decide to go to dinner all
dressed up? You didn’t have to do all this you know?” you ask before taking a
bite of dessert.

“I wanted to spoil you a bit. You do a lot for me and take
so little in return. Plus,” he adds taking out another box, “That wasn’t your
only present.”

You take the box, unwrapping it carefully. Popping it open,
your breath catches, eyes widening as you look at its contents. Nestled in
bright pink tissue paper is a silver locket, but instead of a heart it’s round,
the pattern of a volleyball etched into its surface.

“I had to go to Tokyo to get that, hence my absence from
school today,” he confesses. He pauses before saying, “Open it.”

Gently you unclasp the latch and open the locket, gasping
when your eyes fall upon a picture of you and Satori from your first date a
year ago. Inscribed on the other side are the words: “A monster and his lover.”

Satori stands, moving behind you and taking the necklace
from your hands to clasp it around your neck. Leaning down, he kisses your
cheek, whispering, “I love you.”

You turn your head, lips capturing his before you breathe
back, “I love you too, my lovely monster.”