˚✶ * Too Sweet W/ Atsumu 

HI WYR !!!!! HIHIHI

HI SAHRI!! HOW ARE U??

orange orange orange! 🍊 also wanted to share that one of my fave perfumes is called satsuma, which is kinda related to mandarin oranges!!

orange!! 🗣️ i love that so much so thank you for sharing stellar. it’s so funny i work with perfumes sometimes and immediately checked fragrantica for it lol (we use it occasionally to check top/base notes)

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gonna need to start writing coworker fics

kiyoko would top me but in a non sexual type of way

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˚✶ * bathroom tiles w/ suna (slight nsfw)

m.list / wc: 350

    the bathroom tiles feel damp to the touch, clothes strewn about. an old rickety fan runs above, unable to keep up with the temperature change. a window is propped open in the hopes of letting the moisture out, however, it only brings in the sound of cars racing by. you press your back up against his, relishing in his hands running through your hair. 

  his fingers are gentle against your scalp, moving slowly, sensually, as the water trickles down against his back. soap suds build up within your hair, pieces pressed down against your skin. “i love you,” he whispers, leaning his head down, kissing your jaw line, “and how sweet you taste.”

  “it’s honey body wash, the same one i’ve always had,” you lean into his touch, hand reaching up to caress his neck, stubble reaching down to his adam’s apple. him having hardly any time to shave it.

  suna looks up at you through half-closed eyelids, still reveling in your touch. pressing his lips against your skin again, he breathes in the same warmth, the sweet sensation sending goosebumps down his legs. your skin is soft to the touch, imperfections unnoticeable as his fingers trace from your sides to your hips. they move gently beneath the water, butterflies forming in your stomach.

  “it feels like i’m breathing you in for the first time,” he moves his hands to the back of your neck, thumbs massaging circles into your muscles. suna leans down again, kissing the bottom of your neck, trailing his lips up to your hairline. 

  reaching your hands back, you find his, pulling them around your shoulders. your back sticks to his stomach, the soap draining down your bodies as you step into the water. the steam builds in the shower, sticking to the bathroom tiles, condensation building. they feel sticky and overwhelmed like your bodies turning to one, your lips pressed against his. beads of water roll down your skin until it joins the rest of the mixture of liquids at the bottom of the shower. swirling down the drain as he pulls you even closer. 

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˚✶ * busted lip w/ kageyama

m.list / wc: 815

    your window rolls down, thick bouts of wind whistling past you. resting your elbow against the wood, you rest your chin in your hand, feeling every bump on the road against your jaw. the drive has been long and tumultuous, the tension growing thick within the car's bounds, only barely releasing as you open your window.

  just as stubborn, kageyama looks towards the road, jaw clenched. you'd never been on a road trip together before, never even thought anything would be an issue. however, now his hand tightens around the steering wheel, knuckles growing white. his chest moves quickly as his breathing heightens. 

  he wants to say something, just to break the silence, even if it meant continuing the argument. because at least then you aren't staring out the window, not even glancing towards him. kageyama bites at his lip, any sense of anger or resentment trickles away as soon as he sees the frown on your lips. your shoulders drop from their usual height, your legs pulled as close to your body as they physically can in the seat. 

  kageyama's not one to pick up social cues, unless it's you. and as he stares at you, he knows he shouldn't say anything. giving you space is exactly what you need, except he can't bear the silence, he can't bear the tension, "do you want to stop soon-"

  "you already told me you didn't want to stop, so let's just keep go-" you reply, tilting your head ever so slightly until he accidentally hits a pot hole.

  your elbow raises and falls back against the car, chin quickly following. as your chin hits against your hand, your teeth bite down on your lip, drawing blood. "oh shit," you immediately yell, hand reaching up to wipe at your lip, "oh god that hurts."

  kageyama swallows hard, absentmindedly putting on his four-way flashers, pulling off onto the side of the road. "y/n, i'm so sorry, i didn't see the pothole," he pushes the car into park, looking over as you open up the car door and stepping on the grassy open area. 

  you feel tears build in the corner of your eyes. pain sending throbbing sensations throughout your head, blood smeared along your hand. the grass just barely brushes against your ankles, wind whipping past your ears and running through your hair. "here, let me look at it," kageyama jogs around the car to reach you.

  "tobio, it's alright, i got it covered," you shake your head, staring off into the tree line.

  kageyama's eyebrows furrow, the corners of his lips turning downwards into a frown. "just let me look, i've gotten enough torn lips in volleyball," he reaches out to your arm, hand hovering under your elbow, yearning to be close to you.

  "sorry, fine.. okay," you turn towards him, unable to keep your gaze on his for any longer than a few seconds.

  his fingers gentle hold up your chin, eyes squinting as they inspect your wound. there’s not much there besides a split in your lip with blood trickling out of it, growing slower with time. he purses his lips, raising his thumb up to wipe away the blood. you can feel your heart rate rising as he does so, feeling the same giddy feelings you felt the first time he kissed you, even when you feel you should be angry.

  kageyama looks towards your eyes, waiting patiently for yours to meet his. “i’m sorry, i didn’t meant to do this. and i never wanted to make you upset,” he can feel his stress melt away as soon as he sees your beautiful eyes staring back at him, acknowledging him.

  “i know, i just wish we could be more spontaneous. this is our first road trip together, i want to stop at the random pit stops, grab gas station snacks that are so unhealthy. i know that spontaneity is not your strong suit, and i accept that, i was just hoping this once that you would at least try,” you reach your hand up, grabbing his to remove it from your chin. 

  your hand wraps around his so naturally, fingers intertwining until his thumb runs circles into the back of your hand. kageyama nods, taking in everything you’re saying. “okay, i can do that. and can you please just talk to me instead of turning away? i can’t understand you if you don’t let me try,” his eyebrows drop, turning upwards as his lips turn into an apologetic frown.

  “yeah, i’m sorry about that, we wouldn’t even be stopped like this if i hadn’t done that,” you shrug your shoulders, still feeling your lip burning from the pain.

  kageyama shakes his head, a smile finally forming on his lips. wrapping his free hand around your waist, he leans in to give you a soft kiss, careful to not bruise your lip any further.