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it was unexpected when you had found out you were pregnant. even more unexpected when your boyfriend kenma agreed to help raise the baby. despite living apart at the moment, the two of you had a baby girl, just shy of seven months now. it wasn’t that you two were broken up or you didn’t want to live together, it was just difficult finding a house that could fit you three and afford with both incomes. at the moment, your daughter stayed between houses every few weeks, mainly at yours but this weekend she was with kenma.

you clicked away through your files on your laptop as you glanced at the house site tab every so often. letting out a sigh, as you go to call your boyfriend, he was already calling you on discord on his pc.

“hi bubs,” you smile at your boyfriend on the computer screen. “and hi pumpkin.” greeting your daughter, who was gnawing on kenma’s hoodie strings as she lay flush against his shoulder. her hands barely wave as she sniffles and chews. her hair is messily done pigtails, one drooping more than the other.

“love,” he sighs, playing with her fingers as he bounces her on his leg. “can you come get her?”

“why? what’s wrong?” you tilt your head. “was she crying?”

“i- yeah but i- she wouldn’t stop crying today,” kenma pinches the bridge of his nose. your daughter looks up at him, gripping his hoodie to get his attention. “and she pooped all over the bed so i don’t know what to do or why she doesn’t feel good.”

“she’s probably teething, that’s why she’s biting your clothes,” you gesture. she turns slightly to the screen, whispering small noises as she looks at you. “she chews on my hand when she goes to bed because her pacifier isn’t enough for her.”

“oh,” he looks at your daughter in defeat. you watch as he carefully pulls up her lips to expose four teeth creeping up in the front. she winces as he counts the teeth with the pads of his fingers. “she has four now.”

“four!? she’s growing up too fast. she had three last week,” you pout. “if she’s still hurting, rub her gums and if it’s too much for her, you can give her the tylenol in her bag.”

“well, me and stinkie are gonna go take a bath,” he says lifting her up, making her giggle at the motion. she reaches for his face, grinning down at her dad. “say bye to mama.”

she opens and closes her hand towards the screen, babbling softly. “bye bubby, bye pumpkin. mwah, mwah, i’ll come over tonight so i can sleep over m'kay?”

the call ends and kenma looks at his daughter as she drools down her onesie. “okay stinkers, you do need a bath.” he carries her to the bedroom, setting her down on the middle of the bed.

“baba?” she babbled. she pats her hands below her as she watched kenma place down new clothes and a fresh diaper. she picks up the items, giggling as bath time is her favorite.

“yes, baby, babas,” he agrees. “hopefully, mama and i can live together soon so i don’t need to call her every time you cry.” he squishes her cheek softly as she looks at him in awe. he lays beside her momentarily as she crawls over to him.

she reaches up to tug his hair, her way of asking for kisses. kenma lifts her up and peppers her face with kisses, pulling away only for her to lean into his cheek. she nibbles and drools onto him, making him cringe at the feeling. “okay stinkie, now we both are going babas, you gremlin.”

“fancy meeting you here.”

your voice was like a caress, soft and gentle, in sharp contrast to the cool metal biting at the skin of his throat. oikawa could feel the length of your body pressed against his back, was acutely aware of the steady rise and fall of your chest. feigning calm, he adjusted the lapels of his suit.

“not so surprising considering you’ve been waiting for me to come out here since the ball started,” he drawled, the slight bobbing of his throat as he spoke causing the blade to cut into his skin. a thin line of blood smeared the edge of the dagger, a slow trickle rolling down his throat, staining the collar of his white shirt.

“i knew you’d come,” you breathed, your lips soft where they brushed against the shell of his ear.

“how’d you work that one out?” he teased, lips quirking upwards in a smirk, his hand reaching backwards to stroke gently down your outer thigh.

“you like a bit of danger,” you stated simply, teeth catching on his ear lobe and tugging gently. oikawa drew in a sharp breath, swallowing slightly, all his senses narrowing to that single point. the feel of your lips on his skin was almost enough for him to forget about the blade at his throat.

“do i?” he questioned, his fingers wrapping around your wrist, the sudden contact making you falter slightly. with one swift movement, he rolled your arm downward, pinning it to his chest. “because i think it’s you who likes a little danger.”

Aone Takanobu: Teddy-Kun (NSFW) (Part ½) 

Part ½(No smut in Part 1)

Aone stood by the platform waiting for the midnight train to arrive… He sighed, looking at his breath fog up in front of his face. His ears picked up the screeching of the rails, looking up to see his train approaching. Standing straight, he patiently waited as his carriage slowed down, stepping inside. 

It wasn’t a new occurrence of his when he spotted an empty seat at the end of the row, making his way to it…

And just as predicted, the moment he sat down, the seats next to him immediately emptied and he didn’t even bother looking at the nervous passengers making their way to the other side of the cart. When he was younger he could never understand why people avoided him on the train but Futakuchi eventually told him why…

Now into adulthood Aone just accepted the fact he looked intimidating… It was no wonder why the blind dates his bestfriend set up would never showed up… 

Why it was difficult for him to find a job at first… He was lucky that he managed to date one girl but they broke up quicker than he expected, but at least Futakuchi was still dating her best friend…

“Um… I’m sorry Aone… but I don’t think this is going to work out between us…” She muttered, awkwardly looking at her feet. He was perplexed, his brow bones lifting. He thought things were going great between them

“Why?” He asked and she swallowed, rubbing the back of her neck

“…It’s just… You’re so sweet and all but… I found someone else and I really like him… I hope we can still be friends.” She answered truthfully and he felt his heart drop, he had no words and she bowed, before walking away.

The train cart jutted Aone from his thoughts, checking the screen just to see he was arriving at the next station, crossing his arms he waited as the doors opened, people leaving, and new passengers entered. Like he was on replay, he watched them avoid the seats next to him, clearly putting distance when they got one look at him, making him pout. 

Folding his arms, he sighed looking at his work boots. He caught sight of the flecks of dried cement staining the legs of his boiler suit, making him cringe because he definitely needed to shower. Maybe this was the reason why people weren’t sitting next to him…

He locked eyes with a lady walking by and she almost squeaked from shock, rushing past him to go to the next cart. Tucking his hands into his pockets, he slumped against his seat… Aone just looked outside the window glumly, watching the street-lights outside pass by in a blur. Minutes passed and the train slowed down, he straightened his posture so that people could walk past him, leaving the cart emptier than before. 

He watched the doors of the carriage signalling they were about to shut

“Wait for meeee!!!” He heard a squeal, raising his brows he watched a lady clumsily enter the cart, grabbing onto the support pole as she caught her breath

“I-I made it!” She said cheerily to someone who stood next to her but he just focused on his newspaper making her pout. Aone was mesmerised, this woman was unusual to him… She was dressed very fancily for someone getting onto the train… 

A tight body-hugging dress ending just at her midthighs, extra volumized hair and a face full of makeup. She fixed her handbag, before strutting ungracefully down the carriage looking for a seat.  He realised she wasn’t walking straight, giggling to herself…

(AN: Today I was in the mood for an unusual OC. Someone you would never expect Aone to end up with hehe) 

He tried to keep his eyes off her, waiting for her to walk past him. He could smell the alcohol lingering and mixing with the sweet scent of her perfume. However, he froze when she took a seat next to him. He had no idea what to do… He didn’t not expect such an attractive woman sit next to him… He didn’t expect anyone to sit next to him, really…

She was fanning her face, looking at her phone

“…Oh god, that client mad me drink too much…” She muttered, feeling a little tipsy as the train moved… He heard her but Aone knew there was no point in interacting, she was talking to herself and she would certainly be alarmed if she saw his face so he turned his head, wondering what her job was…

Aone tried to distract himself as he stared at his feet, however he took note of her (really) high heels, her coloured toenails distract him… Raising a brow, he snuck a glance at her hands and he was fascinated by her nails. They were long, bright and decorated with tiny gemstones. His vision was obstructed when the cart jutted and her breasts bounced in the tight dress, making his cheeks heat up and he looked straight ahead, heart pounding. 

He was not a pervert by any means… 

He was raised better by his mother. 

Aone distracted himself by scrolling through his phone, he had a journey ahead and it would be best to mind his own business. However, he was startled when her hand fell against his thigh, almost making him jump out of his skin and he glanced at her, alarmed. But he was met with her sleeping face… 

He never realised that the young woman had fallen asleep, her head bobbing lightly with the movement of the cart. As the train curved, he held his breath when her body leaned against him, her head now resting against his shoulder. Aone’s cheeks were burning at the point, he sat like a statue, listening to her mumble happily to herself. 

Swallowing when she leaned closer to him, hugging his arm in her slumber, he could feel those pillowy breasts press against him and he was beginning to perspire. Aone had never been in this predicament before, he was so shocked that he sat in place missing his stop as the train went on… 

He didn’t move a single inch until the train had finally come to a halt, the sudden jerk of the carriage made her wake up in a daze, rubbing her eyes

“Mmh… Where am I?” She muttered, squinting at the display board but she let out a sigh of relief, 

“Just three more stops…” She muttered to herself, going back to resting her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. She smiled to herself, letting out a happy grunt when she hugged his arm again

“So comfy…” She said to herself making him blush.

However, it only took a few seconds before her eyes snapped open and she quickly pulled away from the burly man

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to fall asleep on you!” She whined, gasping in embarrassment when she realised her foundation and lipstick had stained his boiler suit. Aone was frozen when she turned to him, trying to wipe her makeup off his shoulder. He now had gotten a good look at her face, and he was totally mesmerised as she kept talking away. He had no idea what she was saying but he swore he could watch her talk for hours if he could.

“…pay for it!” He heard, shaking from his thoughts when she cocked her head, staring at him

“…I-I’m sorry…” He muttered and she blinked, rubbing the back of her neck

“Oh, I was asking if you would let me cover the costs of getting your uniform dry cleaned? I insist” She said and he quickly shook his head

“No need, I work at a construction site, I’m used to getting dirty” He said and she froze, a smile breaking on her face as she giggled. He blushed, looking at his boots shyly

“Oh my, a construction worker? No wonder you’re so hunky and beefy! I was so comfortable sleeping on you, it felt like I was cuddling my teddy bear!”

Aone’s cheeks were pink and he raised a brow

“Teddy bear…” He muttered, that was a first… No one had ever compared him to a teddybear… A gangster, sure… But a stuffed toy… 

That was a first…

“Where are you currently working?” She asked him and he told her about the new hotel they were currently making in the city centre. She nodded, 

“Oh I know where that is! I pass it sometimes! How exciting, I heard it’s going to be a fancy hotel”

“Um… What do you do?” He asked, glancing at her again before clearing his throat

“Coming back from a party?” 

She laughed again, shaking her head

“I wish, Teddy-kun! I’m actually a Hostess! I work at a hostess club most nights” She beamed and he was taken back. Aone had never been to a hostess club before, his friends had gone plenty of times but he never saw the need of going there. 

‘Teddy-kun…’ He blushed from her nickname, watching her giggle and twirl a lock of her hair while she waited for him to speak. He felt obliged to say something but she swayed a little, making him alert

“Are you okay?” He asked and she hummed, trying to sit properly

“Sorry Teddy-kun, a customer was a bit forceful with making one of our newbies drink… I may have had a little more than intended because I didn’t want her to get wasted… I just need to get home and sleep it off” 

Aone just nodded, her attire made sense to him now. He knew those bars tended to be flashy and it was usually where business men would go to unwind after a long day of work. It kind of bugging him to imagine her sitting on a random man’s lap while he ogled her but this was her profession. He had no right to discourage it.

She realised he was quiet but it didn’t stop her from starting a conversation

“I’m Y/n” She said and he furrowed his brows,

“Aone Takanobu…” He mumbled but it made her smile more. He wondered why she was so chirpy with him, it must have been the alcohol… She probably couldn’t see his features clearly to see how scary his face was

“Takkun!” She cooed making his ears turn bright red. Her friendliness was really throwing him off but he was entranced. 

He was remained quiet, completely flustered and she was about to ask him another question but the train came to a halt and she looked outside

“Oh! This is my stop!” She said, standing up. She almost tilted over but he quickly stood up, his hands holding her hips to stabilise her. She clutched his arm, her cheeks heated up from feeling the solid muscle under the baggy sleeve of his uniform, quickly letting go and laughing

“Hehe thank you Teddy-kun, I should get home now.” She smiled, walking towards the doors, before she stepped off, she turned to look at him, smiling

“Hope we meet again” 

With that Y/n exited the cart, humming to herself

Inhaling the crisp air, she tried to calm her hazy sight walking down the street. Her feet were aching from entertaining clients in these god forsaken heels for hours. She was dying to kick them off, pull her flash lashes off, shower and pass out. 

“Definitely going to be hung over…” She muttered, turning a corner. She passed a group of men, rolling her eyes when one tried to cat call her. She was so used to this, men were so vile…  

She wondered if Aone was like this is reality. He didn’t really make any creepy passes at her, it seemed like he wanted to talk but just couldn’t. A small smile curling on her lips

“What a cutie ♡ ” 

“Are you talking about me?” She stopped, turning her head, realising one of the men from the group earlier was following her. Instead of feeling intimidating, she folded her arms

“You wish” She said before walking ahead but he called out to her. She walked faster but he managed to catch up, gripping her arm

“Oh c’mon, don’t be like that. I just wanna be your friend” He grinned making her frown, pushing him off her

“Do not touch me with your filthy hands” Y/n spat making him frown, grabbing her. She was already feeling light headed from the drinks, this was going to be a tough situation.

“Oye, who said you could talk to me like that? I was being nice to you but it seems like you don’t know yer place.” 

He called out to his friends and now her heart was pounding, she knew she was in trouble when the group surrounded her, staring at her vilely. 

“J-Just let me go home” She muttered, avoiding his gaze but he gripped her face

“How about we escort a pretty thing like you home?” He asked and she swallowed, shaking her head

“Please just… Hey!”

One of the guys grabbed her clutch and she tried to grab it but he threw it to his friend. She struggled trying to catch her bag but they began pushing her between them back and forth. She was starting to feel sick but grunts were heard as a few of the men were pushed aside roughly and she felt someone grab her against them. Her heart was pounding, looking up at him with eyes wide

“Takkun?” She muttered but he was focused on the group in front of her. The instigator just smirked, hands in his pockets as he stalked towards the couple, giving Aone a one up

“Oye, beat it you freak. Cant you see we’re busy here” He muttered but Aone didn’t respond. In fact he looked quite unphased by the group. His lack of response irked their ‘leader’, shoving Aone back once,

“I’m talking to you. Does a pussy like you not know how to speak?” He shoved Aone again, making him grunt, pushing Y/n behind him. She clutched the back of his uniform,

“Takanobu-san, let’s just go…” She muttered, worried because the group was starting to get riled up. The leader had enough of his silence, he eyed Y/n trying to make a grab at her but it took less than a second for him to see a flash of white when a fist collied into his face, sending him flying back. Everyone was stunned, Aone simply stood there looking unbothered as ever. She had no words, shocked and he calmy gripped her hand, heading towards the group that flinched. 

Aone’s eyes glanced at one man, looking at the fancy clutch he was holding in his hands before locking eyes with him. 

“U-Uh… S-Sorry” He shuddered, handing her clutch back and Aone hummed, tugging her away from the group, shielding her as they walked down the road. Y/n felt like she had sobered up a little, now feeling her small hand wrapped in the hold of his much larger one. She was dazed by his sudden and heroic entrance…

“Takkun… Were you following me…?” She asked him and he stopped, realising he was gripping her hand tight. Embarrassed, he rubbed the back of his neck avoiding her sweet eyes, clearing his throat

“…You left this…” He muttered and she raised a brow, realising he was clutching onto her silk scarf. Aone handed it to her and she smiled,

“Well aren’t you my knight in shining armour!? Hehe, I love this scarf, I would’ve been sad if I lost it!” She smiled at him before she bowed, “Thank you for helping me earlier… I thought I had it under control…” She said and he hummed, blushing from her compliments. Aone was a man of few words but he was glad he saw the scarf fall from her bag in time. 

Y/n glanced at his hand, gasping

“Oh no, you’re hurt” She said, gripping his large hand, she observed the grazes adorning the pale skin on the back of hand, Aone could feel butterflies in his stomach because she looked so concerned. 

“Come on Takkun! I have a first aid kit at home!” 

Aone was in a state of shock, she was in her pyjamas, makeup still on while she focused on cleaning his cut, making him grunt from the stinging by the alcohol swab. Y/n glanced at him, giggling

“You’re a big baby, aren’t you!? Look its all clean now” She chirped, going through her medicine box 

“Now for the final touch! Hehe sorry this is the only bandages I have” She said, peeling open the paper, he raised a brow when he saw the large cartoon bear shaped band aid she had stuck over his wound. It covered the back of his hand and he stared it, Y/n eyed the sticker and then his face, laughing again. 

“I like bears. They’re so cute! See” She pointed to her sofa and he saw the stuffed toy laying in the corner, gripping it. One eye was missing and it seemed old but she grinned,

“Sentimental value, I’ve had him since I could remember!” She answered and he nodded, putting the bear back down. She stood up, stretching her limbs. He eyed her shirt lifting, showing a little of her skin and he quickly stood up startling her

“Oh, do you need something?” She asked but he shook his head, bowing

“Thank you” He answered, walking towards the entrance, leaving her baffled

“Takkun, its 2am. You can stay the night if you’d like, I can prepare the sofa bed–”

Aone quickly shook his head, flustered

“N-No. You shouldn’t let strange men spend the night! Its dangerous” He answered reaching for his coat, she was shocked, standing there but an amused smile grew on her face

“Hehe, it’s the first time I’ve heard someone call themselves strange…”

She took note of his burning ears, smiling even more when he opened the door. She followed behind him, standing by her door as he bowed again

“Goodbye Y/n-chan” He said and she hummed, giving him a charming smile.

“Wait!” She muttered, gripping the sleeve of his clothes and he hummed, turning to face her but the breath left his body when he felt her lips press against his cheek sweetly

“Sweet dreams, Teddy-kun” She said, giggling as she watched his flustered form walk away. Putting a hand of her face, she sighed dreamily

“So cute! ♡”

Aone was in a daze throughout his journey home, he was stunned. He could still feel his cheek tingling from her soft lips, heart pounding. When he got home, he realised her lipstick left a print on his face and he spent 30 minutes pondering over the fact if he should’ve washed it away or not…

Sighing he stared at the band aid on his hand, feeling glum because he knew that was probably the last time he was going to see her.

~

“Oye, you’ve been spaced out all day” His coworker muttered, and Aone just grunted, focusing on the blue print in front of him but his mind was still swirling about last nights events.  She was like a princess… He felt like he had dreamed last nights events but sure enough when he saw the band aid on his hand, he knew it was real

“Sorry…” He mumbled, trying to ignore the smell of the cigarette. Smoke blowing his way, making him cringe. Aone focused on his thermos, drinking the tea he had prepared earlier. He wondered what she was up to, whether she was thinking about him… 

“Aone-san, whats up with you? I’ve been talking to you for a while now but you’re out of hit” His coworker said again waving his hand in front of Aones face before he grinned,

“Oho, I think you’re in love…Aren’t ya?” He asked, watching the quiet man’s ears go bright red, making him laugh

“Hit the nail on the head, didn’t I? What’s she like then?” He asked and Aone thought for a moment, his brows furrowed and the only word that slipped from his mouth was

“…beautiful.”

Before his coworker could pry further, both men were distracted when they heard

“Takkun!” 

Aone’s heart sped and he turned to look at the fence, startled when he saw her face popping from above it, weaving at him excitedly

“…Y-Y/n?” He muttered and she laughed, 

“Found you!” She sang. 

He was in a state of shock when she walked into the site, rambling.

“I may have been tipsy last night but I remembered you telling me that you were working here!”

His coworkers began gawking at her when she came into full view. He had no idea how she did it but she looked flawless. She was wearing a cropped top, clinging to her bust with tight jeans and of course she was wearing high heels. He could hear the men behind him mutter things between themselves but before she could step any further, he quickly made his way to her, holding her arm and turning her around in lightning speed

“It’s dangerous to come onto site without safety gear” 

He quickly led her back outside where she was still smiling ear to ear making him blush

“W-What are you doing here?” He asked timidly and she laughed, holding a bag up

“Now that I’m sober, I realised you saved me from what could’ve been the worst night of my life! I made you lunch as a thank youI hope you like it, it’s completely nutritious but also delicious, I promise! I’m sure working on site requires a lot of energy and– Oh…” She trailed off, realising the top half of his boiler suit was unbuttoned and tied at his waist, showing off his muscular body under his black wife beater, now staring at his muscles in a daze. He was oblivious, looking at the bag, blushing

‘She made me food…’ He thought in giddiness, quickly bowing

“Thank you. I will return the favour” He answered, taking her back and she smacked his back happily, laughing

“Hehe you’re so silly. I’m the one who’s returning the favour! You don’t owe me anything” Y/n giggled, handing him the bag. He clutched it tight, it was close to lunch break and now he was looking forward to his bento lunch. Y/n’s heart skipped a beat looking at the giddy look on his stoic face, she realised his ears always went bright red when she spoke, it made her feel very happy. 

She knew they met last night but she shyly tucked her hair behind her ear, looking at him timidly

“Um… I know this may be forward of me but… Do you have a girlfriend?” She asked and it was in that very moment when Aone felt like his body drifted onto cloud nine.

“No…” He answered, watching her bite her lip for a second

“Then… Would you like to go on a date whenever you’re free?” She asked him shyly. 

He rubbed the back of his neck, looking at his boots but she saw the little smile on his face, nodding

“…I’d like that”

Prompt: Halloween

Pairing: Meian x Fem!Reader

Warnings: reader and Meain are married and are parents.

A/N: Hello friends! Here is my SFW collab piece for this month! It’s on the short side. Not beta read, this Captain goes down with her ship.

Find the other Anilysium collab works here!

As always my content is 18+ only MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

“Okay Princess, which costume did you want to wear for Halloween?” You could barely suppress an eye roll as your three year old scowled at both of the options in your hands, her little arms crossing over her chest as she denied them both. “Well then give me an idea of what to look for,” you plead.

You’ve been searching your local shop for over half an hour waiting for the curly haired brunette to decide what to wear for Trick or Treating this weekend. She wasn’t usually so difficult to please, but for whatever unknown reason she had decided to be the pickiest about her costume for this year.

“Wanna be Beast,” she pouted. Her little lip was pursed as she stared up at you with wide eyes. “And want Daddy to be Belle.”

Her response had you stifling a laugh as you imagined your 6’5” husband donning the yellow ball gown or blue dress the Disney Princess was known for. Shugo was such a great father to your own little that you knew if she asked him with those puppy eyes he’d cave instantly. His teammates would never let him live it down, even if they would secretly find his devotion to his daughter endearing.

Finding a Beast costume for your little girl was easy enough. The trickier part was finding a Belle costume that would fit over the hard muscles of your husband’s broad frame. He’ll be the beefiest Belle Osaka has ever seen!

You got lucky wandering into a second hand shop and finding a yellow ball gown just wide enough to wrap around Shugo’s chest. It would be a bit short, but you’d make it work to entertain your baby’s dream.

As you packed the yellow dress into the trunk of your car you opened a text thread to Inumaki. He would relay the plans to the rest of the team so they could surprise your husband with a visit before you left to gather candy on Saturday evening. His immediate response was a laughing crying emoji and several thumbs up- he was so in.

“Okay Princess, all set?” You asked as you crouched before the brown eyed beauty. Her Beast costume was a tad bit too large for her frame, but she wore it proudly so you couldn’t complain.

“Ready!” She nodded before turning to wait rather impatiently for her Daddy to make his way out of the bedroom. Her tiny feet shuffled in place as her excitement bubbles over. She didn’t have to wait long before you heard movement from the hallway.

Glancing up you swallowed a hysterical laugh as Shugo stalked out in his embellished yellow princess dress and long brown wig. Despite the ridiculousness of the costume, he managed to pull it off well. His broad, muscular shoulders on display in the strapless gown. The material stretched tightly across his chest making your mouth go dry. He looked way too attractive wearing a Princess Belle costume. This plan had backfired for sure.

Before you could wallow in the misery that came with watching your husband confidently pull off a look you’d find yourself struggling to wear if the roles were reversed, a knock sounded at the front door. Stepping forward you eyed the bowl of candy waiting by the front door. It was a little early for trick or treaters but you were prepared nonetheless.

Opening the door a smirk stretched across your face as you found the remainder of the Black Jackals waiting at your doorstep. “Ah, what a surprise!” You purred loudly, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Look Shugo, the team came to visit (Y/C/N) for the holiday!”

The look on your husband’s face as you stepped back to let the team pour into your small home was priceless. If only you’d thought to stage a hidden camera to capture it. The team quickly piled into your living room, standing across from your daughter and husband.

“Well damn, Captain, aren’t you beautiful this evening!” Inumaki snickered, spurring a myriad of similar ‘compliments’ from the other boys.

Shugo only rolled his eyes, swooping your little one into his arms proudly and beaming at her. “What do we tell ‘em, princess?”

“Trick o’ Treat!” Y/C/N squealed excitedly from his arms.

Sneaking to the kitchen you grabbed your phone and began snapping a few pictures as the team took turns dropping the treats they had brought into your daughters bag. Your heart was threatening to bust as you watched them. Her smile was miles wide as she thanked each of them, animatedly talking to her daddy about the candies they were leaving her and what she wanted to eat first. It truly was a Happy Halloween.

It’s okay | Osamu Miya x Reader x Suna Rintaro

Masterlist

Summary: Guys take care of you when your first drug experience is not good.

Warning: Drugs, obviously.

You regret coming to this stupid party. You regret having agreed to smoke that joint with friends, not with your classmates because true friends would not leave you alone in your state.

You are scared because you felt hot, but not in the horny sense but the sick sense as if you had a fever. You didn’t know if it was normal. Nor if the headache was normal, although you weren’t sure if that was to the music or the joint.

The only thing that was clear to you was that you didn’t want to be alone. But you didn’t want to talk to a stranger so you scoured the house looking for a familiar face. Nothing.

You started thinking about calling Kita, surely you would earn a scolding from your senpai because he had warned you not to hang out with those girls but you didn’t care. You needed someone’s security.

“Y / n!” A voice called out to you and you instantly turned to meet Osamu.

“Osamu!” you screamed and threw yourself to hug him, surprising him “I don’t feel good”

“What’s wrong with you?” Suna asked making you aware of his presence.

“I smoked joint and now my head hurts” you looked at them both with watery eyes “I also think I have a fever”

You weren’t even finished speaking and Osamu had already placed a hand on your forehead to check your temperature. He frowned when he saw that you were right.

That simple gesture was enough for Suna to open Uber and ask for a car.

“We’re leaving in ten minutes” she announced.

You started crying. Not because you didn’t want to leave but because you ruined your friends’ night. Once they could relax and you showed up to screw it up.

“Sorry to ruin your night” you sobbed looking at the floor.

“What are you talking about? I only came because Atsumu forced me. Thanks to you I have an excuse to go” said Osamu.

“But…

"This party is disgusting. You’re doing us a favor” Suna interrupted “Now stop whining, silly” I wipe your tears. But every time he got rid of one, a new one appears.

“I’m sorry, I can’t stop crying” you admitted feeling embarrassed that they saw you this way. You probably looked pathetic with a red nose and watery eyes. Your sight is so clouded by tears that you could no longer see clearly the rest of the boys. They were surprised, they had never seen you like this before, you didn’t even cry so much when one of Riseki’s serves hit you on the head.

“Okay, Y / n,” said Osamu hugging you and instantly hid your face in his chest “Why don’t you tell us about the new anime you’re watching?” He asked while stroking your hair.

“I don’t want to, I just want hugs” you reached out to grab Suna’s jacket and bring him in for the hug.

Suna was going to run away until she saw the look Osamu gave her. He stayed even though he felt uncomfortable but then enjoyed the warmth of the three of them. And he felt even better when you stopped crying. In the end, he didn’t want to get away from you when you had to leave because the car had already arrived.

They ended up deciding to go to Osamu’s house. Your headache disappeared after trying the first bite of onigiri that Osamu made and while they ate Suna she showed them funny tik toks making you almost choke. When they got to the pole, Suna started talking about secrets and gossip about his classmates.

“I have a secret,” you said drawing the attention of both “I love you guys” you kissed the cheek of both.

“Y / n, you’re so corny, a thank you was enough,” said Suna with flushed cheeks, just like Osamu.

“You don’t even have to thank us, any friend would take care of taking care of his friend,” the other boy said this time.

You smiled and nodded.

If you were brave enough, you would have clarified that when you said that you loved them, you were not saying it only because of what they had done for you today, but that you were seriously confessing your feelings.

It’s okay, at least you have them as friends. For now, you could settle for that.

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You were right | Kei Tsukishima x Reader

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Summary: For once Tsukishima didn’t want to be right.

This isn’t based on me, of course not

You and Tsukishima were coming home, it was just the two of you because Yamaguchi had gone to practice floating serves with Shimada

Kei noticed something was wrong with you. You were too quiet. Nothing to do with your chatty and cheerful nature. Tired of seeing you with your depressive aura, he decided to find out what had happened to you. Maybe I could try to comfort you … although I wasn’t the best at it. I should have asked you when Yamaguchi was, surely he would have been of more help.

“What’s wrong?”

If you were talking to someone else you probably would have answered “nothing” but this is Tsukki and there is no point lying to him.

“You were right,” you said without lifting your eyes from your shoes “On him”

Tsukki frowned. You didn’t have to say who he was. I knew you were talking about that stupid boy you liked. He had told you that he only spoke to you to ask for your assignments and your notes, not because he was interested in you. For once Tsukishima didn’t want to be right. He was not satisfied, how could he be when you were sad? I hated seeing that downcast expression on your face.

“He is an idiot”

“No more than me” you laughed at yourself.

You felt so silly. How come you didn’t see it before? Of course, most conversations ended with you giving him your assignments. But at least he used to bother to cover it up by talking to you about something else before asking you for a favor. Now directly he only asked you things.

You didn’t know what you expected. Nor was it that you knew him a long time, it was obvious that he could not fall in love with you so quickly.

“If you are an idiot”

“Okay, you didn’t have to be so direct” you muttered.

“Let me finish” he ordered taking you by the chin to make you look at him “You are an idiot for being bad for him. If he cannot see that you are more than a way to get his assignments then it is his problem because he is missing out on being with a great person ”

“Tsukki!” you screamed with a smile before hugging him.

Kei wasn’t a person to easily say compliments so that he was saying those words to you meant a lot to you. He had never said something like that to you before and hear him say that you were a great person made your chest feel warm again. You were sorry you hadn’t recorded it because you didn’t think you would soon hear another compliment from the blonde. But now you were happy and that was what mattered.

“Y / n, you’re drowning me” he murmured, glad it was dark because otherwise, you would be seeing how pink his cheeks were.

“I’m sorry Tsukki” you apologized and loosened your grip but still didn’t let go.

“You can’t be all the way home hugging me,” he complained even though he didn’t even bother trying to pull away.

“Yes I can”

“Okay, so I’m not giving strawberry cake. I was willing to share it because you were sad but now that you are better…

"Tsukki!” you complained and the boy hid a smile with his scarf.

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Why not me? | Atsumu Miya x Reader (+ Shinsuke Kita)

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Summary: Atsumu wants to know why you don’t choose him.

Atsumu, Osamu, and you have been friends since they were little. Your mother and Mrs. Miya always said that when you grew up you would marry one of the twins. Little Atsumu was one hundred percent sure that it would be him and he was not afraid to say it, he did not want to wait for them to grow up so he proposed to you in the garden of his house. Osamu was not interested in marrying you so I do not fight for you, as Atsumu had expected, but the “trade” the wedding and you had only accepted because you liked the cute plastic ring that Atsumu managed to win in one of the machines in the central commercial.

When they grew up the idea of ​​marrying you did not abandon Atsumu. He believed that sooner or later they would end up together like the romantic movies he made them watch lately. It was always the same trope: friends in love with each other but taking time to confess their feelings for x reason but once they admitted that they loved each other they ended up together. He thought you were trying to indirectly tell him what you were feeling.

I was ready to save you work and confess but then one day you showed up at the gym with Kita’s jacket and holding hands with him. That day Atsumu did best practice, hoping to get your attention, hoping you would realize that you made the wrong choice and that he was the right choice. He saw it but your eyes never shone like when you looked at the captain of Inarizaki. Why did you see him so amazed? He was the setter, the most important position, and Kita was not a special player.

Atsumu decided to concentrate on volleyball while he waited for his chance with you. He thought that when Kita graduated, you two would break up. But no, they stayed together. Despite

Now, years later, he was at your wedding party, exactly in the bathroom vomiting while Osamu scolds him for having taken too much and Suna took photos for future blackmail.

“Hey, is he better?” you asked coming in with a bottle of water.

“He will survive” Osamu replied “You can go back to the party, don’t let this idiot ruin your night”

On any other occasion, Atsumu would be embarrassed that you don’t see in this state. He now he did not feel ashamed, the only thing he felt was pain, jealousy, and envy.

Why Kita? Why not him? Couldn’t you see that he could make you happier? He was a fucking volleyball player! He had more money than Kita! By God, you deserved more than this pathetic party to celebrate your wedding. He could give you more. Even if you wanted to, you wouldn’t have to work anymore. You would not have to be aware of the bills or worried about spending too much on your wedding dress. He could give you anything you wanted but no, you’d rather be on a stupid farm with Kita.

“Why Kita? Why not me?” asked the blond, looking at you from the floor “I love you much much more than Kita”

Osamu wanted to hit his twin. This is what he was referring to when he told him not to do anything stupid. He thought they were already saving after Atsumu didn’t stop the ceremony by yelling “I object” but no the idiot had to get drunk and plead. He definitely should have made Atsumu stay home.

“No, you don’t”

Suna put her cell phone away as she felt how the atmosphere became tense. Maybe if this had happened during a party in high school Suna would have filmed it but now they were adults and he knew that this situation was not funny. Your pretty face now had a frown and you were tense. Goodbye to the happy bride.

“Yes, I do!” he said getting up with Osamu’s help. Feeling upset that you are invalidating his feelings.

“No, if you really love me did you wouldn’t be doing this to me on my wedding night” your scathing reply was like a beating for Atsumu “You’re selfish, Atsumu. You’re only doing this because you don’t want to be the only one unhappy tonight” you gave the bottle Suna and left the bathroom without wanting to listen to the blonde Miya anymore, leaving him crying while Osamu and Suna tried to comfort him.

When you left you heard Shinsuke’s laugh, instantly your body relaxed. Your husband’s laugh always had the same effect, it made you feel warm and it made your heart happy.

Without wasting any more time you ran towards him and hugged him from behind, managing to get his attention by forgetting about his conversation with Aran.

“Hey, is everything okay?” your husband asked turning around. He looked so handsome in his suit. Although to you he always looked handsome. Even when he came home with his dirty clothes after planting.

“Everything is perfect” you answered kissing him.

You would choose Shinsuke, over and over again. You didn’t mind not having a fancy life or being far from the city. The only thing that mattered to you was having Shinsuke by your side. He is the one who makes you happy, he is your home and nothing was going to change that.

“Can we cut the cake now? The baby wants to eat cake.”

“I thought the cravings started later,” Kita said making you laugh.

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I Miss You | Kei Tsukishima x Reader

Summary:You are bad with feelings so you don’t know how to tell Tsukishima that you miss him.

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You miss Kei. You understood that the volleyball team had to train rigorously now that they were going to the nationals. You were more than proud and happy that your boyfriend now didn’t see volleyball only as a club and that he will start to enjoy the sport. But still, you couldn’t help but miss him.

Your problem had an easy solution: tell Tsukki how you feel. But you couldn’t. Not because you were afraid your boyfriend would reject you or make fun of you, but because you are terrible at expressing your feelings. You couldn’t even tell your parents that you loved them without feeling nervous, the same with your friends … You even had a hard time saying it via text message. But it was the only option you had because you weren’t going to interrupt your volleyball practice just to tell him that you missed him, where any of his teammates could easily listen to you.

So now you are debating texting your boyfriend. You can’t stop deleting and rewriting the same message over and over again.

“Kei, I know you are busy but I miss you and I would like to spend more time with you”

This was the moment. Now or never, if not later you would not cheer up so you pressed the send button. You let out a little cry before hiding your phone under your pillow.

You tried to reassure yourself that your boyfriend would read it later … until you heard a notification came through. You quickly picked up your phone to find that Kei answered you. You didn’t even read it, instead, you wrote back to it.

“You weren’t supposed to read it now. You should be training “

"We take a break, now tell me to keep talking about how you miss me”

This time you didn’t even bother to answer, you threw your phone away from you and hid your face in the pillow. Your silly head began to imagine Tsukki laughing at you or even worse than Tanaka or Nishinoya had stolen the blonde’s cell phone and read the message aloud You wanted to stop thinking about thousands of embarrassing scenarios so you decided to watch a movie.

Just when the end credits were playing listening to how the doorbell rang, you got up reluctantly and opened the door expecting to see one of your parents, it would not be the first time that someone forgot their keys, but to your surprise, you met Kei.

“K-Kei? What are you doing here?” you asked without leaving your amazement.

“For someone who says they miss her boyfriend, you don’t look happy”

“Of course I’m happy! I’m always happy to see you!” You yelled without thinking. When you realized what you said, you wanted to close the door and go back to hiding in your bed. But of course, Tsukishima did not leave you, she placed her foot to prevent you from closing, and reopened the door.

“Now you’re being rude and silly,” he said, trying hard not to smile at your embarrassed image. Was so cute that you were so nervous about saying nice things to him when they’d been dating for months.

“I’m sorry” you pouted, you ran to let him in the house

“I could forgive you if you make me strawberry shortcake.”

“Oh good, but I have to go buy the ingredients.”

You were about to leave but Tsukki took your hand and pulled you back so she could give you a short kiss. It didn’t matter how long it lasted, yet he still made your heart race.

“I was joking silly, I just came to see you”

“Oh”

“Oh” repeated the blond, mocking you.

“Thanks for coming, Kei” you hugged him and he kissed your forehead.

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Happy Birthday | Tōru Oikawa x Reader

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Summary: Your son surprises Tōru.

I named the child kai because it bothers me to put s/n or c/n

When your son told you about his idea to surprise Tōru for his birthday you instantly encouraged him to do so. You knew his surprise would make your husband very happy.

You didn’t know a bit of Japanese and you couldn’t trust the internet translator either, so you ended up asking Oikawa’s friends for help.

For weeks you and your son were zoom with Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, and Hanamaki. The trio was in charge of teaching Kai how to pronounce the words that she wanted to dedicate to her father.

You were really grateful to the three of them for taking the time to be able to help them and for having the patience to teach Kai. Then you will be in charge of sending them alfajores and dulce de leche as a thank you.

Tōru’s birthday had finally arrived and you could feel your little one’s nerves because he was too quiet while he helped you prepare breakfast for the birthday boy.

“You don’t have to be nervous, Kai” you tousled it affectionately “You practiced a lot so it will be fine”

After that, the two of them headed up to your bedroom. You smiled when you saw your husband, even sleeping he looked beautiful.

“Tōru” you called him and placed the tray carefully on the night table “Tōru” you pricked his cheek.

“Mmm”

“Happy birthday, Tōru”

When Oikawa opened his eyes he met your smile. He pulled his hand out from under the covers to take yours and pull your body with him into the house, making you laugh. It was music to his ears. A very good way to start his birthday.

“Come on Kai, don’t you want to say hi to your dad?” You called him when you saw him stay at the door.

The boy took a step forward and looked at his hands before looking at you two.

“Happy birthday, dad” you nodded with a smile making the little one feel more confident “You are the best! I love you!”

Tōru started crying when he heard his son speak in Japanese. Of course, Kai didn’t have a perfect pronunciation but he didn’t care about that, it meant a lot to him that his son will take the time to learn those words in his native language.

You weren’t surprised to see your husband with tears in his eyes. You knew he regretted not having enough time to teach him Japanese so at this moment he will treasure it forever.

“Did I say it wrong? Didn’t you like it?” Kai asked nervously thinking that that was the reason for Oikawa’s tears.

“No, no, no, you did it perfectly” he said as he awkwardly got up from the bed and ran to hug him “Thank you very much”

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