I Finished Maid Sama And It Was SO GOOD BUT I SCREAMED SM RIP MY THROAT

i finished maid sama and it was SO GOOD BUT I SCREAMED SM RIP MY THROAT

Haikyuu Boys and their reactions to their girlfriend playfully biting them.

Includes: Daichi, Suga, Asahi, Ushijima, Kuroo, and the Miya Twins Warning: none? Except for hickeys on Atsumu's part? So a little suggestive? Note: N/A Like my writing? Consider supporting me on https://ko-fi.com/ct5445!

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Daichi:

Daichi's used to your weird antics

Well, you do get along with Nishinoya and Tanaka very well

So it's constant chaos amongst the three

Anyways

Cuddling with Daichi

On the couch

Then

NOM!

Daichi jumped when you bit his arm, giving you a bewildered look

"What was that for?!" "I'm sorry, Daichi! I couldn't help myself!"

You gave him puppy eyes causing him to sigh

"Just...don't do that again." "But I can't help it." "Y/n." "Daichi."

.......

"Alright. Just...not in public." "Yay!"

Suga:

If we're talking about post time skip Suga then I guarantee Suga's somewhat used to being bit by the kids he teaches

"Suga?" "Hmm?" "Please?"

Suga smiled and held out his arm

"Yay!" "Just not too hard like last time, okay?" "Okay!"

"Nom!"

Yeah, Suga's just used to it by now

Asahi:

You cannot tell me this man will not panic when you first bite him

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" "Showing you love and affection?" "BY BITING ME?!"

It's going to take him a while to get used to your "love" bites as you called it

He jumps every time you move your head from his shoulder or other parts of his body

Like, can you blame this man? He's nervous!

"Asahi?" "Yes, Y/n?" "Can I nom?" "Since you asked kindly, yes."

Yeah, just ask him and he's cool

Just don't do it out of the blue

Ushijima:

He's the most chilled out of all of them

Like, he's so indifferent about it

Even if you just keep biting him, he's just not going to react

The first time you did it, he did ask what you were doing

"Why?" "I couldn't myself, Toshi."

He won't care if you bite him in public

Goshiki panicked when he saw you biting Ushijima in front of him and the team

"It's alright, Goshiki. This is Y/n's way of showing love and affection." "By biting you!?"

Post time skip Ushijima does stop you from biting him when he's being interviewed though

Kuroo:

This man will bite back

I strongly believe this

"Ara? Biting me now, are we? Don't mind if I do!" "Kuroo!" "What? You can't expect me not to bite you too?"

Like Ushijima, he won't care if you bite him in public either

He's so chill yet teasing about it

"Oh? Does my kitten need my love and attention?" "Kuroo..."

At random times during the day, Kuroo would just hold his arm out to you as a silent "bite me" gesture

I guarantee he will bite you out of nowhere too

Like if you're focused on doing an assignment for school, he'll sneak up on you and just go "Nom!"

"Kuroo!" "What? You were so focused, I couldn't help myself!"

God, I love this man

Atsumu:

Atsumu laughed the first time you bit him

He thinks it's cute

He does playfully bite back too

But not as much as Kuroo does

If you bite him, he will bite back

Sometimes he does bite a little too hard and forms a hickey

Osamu had to yell at Atsumu when he saw a few marks littered across your neck and arms

"Osamu-" "Atsumu! We can't let her go out like this!" "She's my girlfriend, Osamu!" "No!"

And Atsumu is literally kicked across the room by his twin

"Y/n! We have to fix you!" "I'm not broken, Osamu!"

Osamu:

I see Osamu as someone who got used to your biting very quickly

Since he often makes food for you to try, you'd go "Nom!" on him a lot

"Nom, nom, nom." "Osamu?" "What, Atsumu?" "Are you okay?" "Yeah. Why?"

Like Kuroo and Ushijima, he's so chill about it

He could be doing something while you're chomping away and he won't care

As long as you don't bite him too hard, he's fine

"Osa!" "Hmm?" "Nom, nom." "Here."

But sometimes he does say "no"

"No, Y/n." "But-" "I said 'no'. I need both hands to make food for us." "Can I hug you then?" "Of course."

HAIKYUU BOYS AND SHARING A BED TROPES

PAIRINGS: Iwaizumi Haijme x Reader | Miya Atsumu x Reader | Suna Rintarou x Reader | Kozume Kenma x Reader

GENRE: Fluff | Crack | Comfort | Enemies To Lovers (Atsumu) | Friends To Lovers (Hajime/Rintarou)

WARNINGS: Cursing | Implied Panic Attack (Kenma) | Wholesome Shit.

A/N: HI THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN TO MAKE OMG I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKE THIS PLS I MYSELF LOVE IT SO MUCH PLS ENJOY

HAJIME — The "You're Sleeping On My Bed So I Sleep On My Floor" trope:

You didn't mean to stay at his house this long, almost drifting away on his shoulder while the television screen blares some old cartoon and the feeling of his stiff body hesitating to lean into yours keeping you from completely losing consciousness. "M' tired, Haji, I'm gonna go home, now," you groan with a tired voice. "No, you're not," he says as if you said the stupidest thing he's ever heard. "You're too tired, you'd probably pass out in the middle of the road. Just stay here." The tone of his voice grew quiet, quite like he was nervous, or something. "Uh, are you sure? I don't want to impo—" "Just get on my bed, already," he mutters loudly in a firm voice. "oh, okay." When you saw him bring another futon, you grew confused. "Hajime?" "What?" "What are you doing?" "Making my bed?" "Why?" He grew annoyed with your questions, stopping his motions in irritation and looking at you. "You're sleeping on my bed what else am I supposed to do?" "Sleep...in your bed?" His eyes had widened, and his face looked hot— did you need to take his temperature? "What? No." "Just sleep in here with me. It's not that big a deal." He shakes his head, "no." "Oh my God, Hajime, get in here," you laugh while your hands flip the covers open for him. You watch him slide in carefully and scan the lumps in the bed so he doesn't touch you. He sighed once he settled in, watching you get comfortable yourself. His eyes accidentally traced the outline of your torso, wandering around your hips and your waist until he looked up to meet your pupils. You smiled, scooting yourself closer to his nerve-wracked body. "Goodnight, Haji," you whisper in his shoulder. It takes a second for him to respond as his breath hitched, "Goodnight," he whispers before making the ultimate decision to drape his arm across your waist. You couldn't wait until his legs allowed themselves to thread with yours.

ATSUMU — The "There's Only One Bed" trope:

The fact that you two were put together on this trip was ridiculous, let alone how the hotel only has one vacant room left. He was the last person you'd ever want to sleep in the room— building as. When he opened the door with the key card, that was the moment you regretted ever coming. There was only one bed. He groaned annoyingly, setting his bag next to the door and looking around the room. "Well, shit. What do we do, now, Sweetheart?" Your face contorts in disgust when your pet name leaves his lips, "just find somewhere else to sleep. Can't you go with Hinata or Bokuto? Sakusa?" He shakes his head as he continues to walk around, "they said they already had people with them, can't switch." "Fuck," you cursed, staring at the thing that caused your demise. "Relax, it'll be fine, we can just share." Your head bucked back in offense as your eyebrows furrow. "What? Absolutely not! I'll take the floor if you want it so damn badly." "Uh uh, yer not sleepin' on the floor, Angel." "Oh, yes I am." "Not an option." "You can't make me sleep on that bed." You regret saying that two hours later when you settle in the sheets next to him. "Give me your pillow, Atsumu." "What? Why?" He questions as he lays flat on his back. "Because to prevent from getting your germs all over me, I'm making a wall of pillows." "Ya can't be serious," he deadpans. Your face yelled at him that you were, your glare forcing his hand to slowly grip his pillow and pull it to you to let you drag it from him and stuff it between your two bodies. "Happy now, Darlin'?" "No," you say firmly. "Just go to bed, Atsumu. We have a long day tomorrow." "Fine, only because ma Angel wants me to." "Shut up," you grit. Hours have passed and you haven't slept a blink— your mind focused on the way his warm hands caress your stomach so lightly and pull your abdomen towards him. His breath lingers on your neck, and his legs intertwine with yours as he sleeps safe and sound. There seemed to be a tingly pool of butterflies in your stomach for some reason. There was no way you were enjoying this, was there?

RINTAROU — The "You Just Fell Asleep On Me And Now We're Cuddling" trope:

It was almost casual: how your body laid atop his on his bed so comfortable and warm— how your hot breaths stuck to his neck and your legs draped over his, almost wrapping around his waist as you lightly snored on him. He chuckled as he scrolled through his phone while his head rested on his pillow, his other arm laying on your back, and his fingers gently scratching the surface of the fabric you wear. He wasn't confused or startled, he wasn't nervous one bit. He liked having you sleep on him— it was a relaxing feeling, having your breaths match up and feeling your slow pulse wrap around his torso like it was supposed to be there. It was calming. He didn't know how you woke up, or why you were so frightened by having him under you like that. "Wh—what I'm so—" you frantically wave your hands and unweave your legs from his, sitting on the opposite side of the bed in awkwardness, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I swear—!" He was a bit confused now, after watching you run away. "It's okay, don't be sorry," he dismisses as if it was stupid to think that in the first place, "I liked it." "You— huh?" You had to trail back in your memories to see if you heard that correctly. "Yes. I liked it, now come back," he nonchalantly grips your wrist and drags your weight back onto his, caressing your hair with his nimble fingers and tilting his head to lay the tiniest kiss on your temple, basking in the heat you provide from your obvious mortification. It was only when he fell asleep with you, his phone falling from his fingers and his eyes finally drooping completely closed as his head leans on yours, when you could really feel it. Your pulses slowing together and your breaths caught in each other's skin and your chests rising and falling at a syncing pace. It was nice. You liked it, as well.

KENMA — The "You're Really Sad And This Is The Only Thing I Could Think Of" trope:

His breath quickened as he hid under his blanket for support, the sweat glossing his face and his trembling hands not finding a grip on reality. He sat in the corner of his room in the dark where he was most comfortable, his eyes wide as they try to catch the non-existent light underneath the thin fabric. He doesn't want to move, he doesn't want to make a single sound, but his shivering body and his whimpers of emotional pain wouldn't listen to him. He didn't even know what he was sad about, he was just sad. Afraid. Anxious? He didn't know. He didn't know why he heard the door creak open or why he heard footsteps increase in volume as they grew closer to his shakey ball. He couldn't figure out why the blanket that shielded him was currently peeling away from his hot skin, forcing the cold air to mix with the sweat that aligned his shape. "It's gonna be kay, Kenma, I got you," a voice whispers, pulling his arms and lifting him up off the ground. His legs seemed to work miraculously as they walked to the end of his bed, allowing a hand to lightly place him on the mattress, opening the sheets for him and letting his body seep into the sweet scent of his sheets. He didn't bother to look at who helped him— he knew who it was. He needed them right about now. It seemed as if they knew that, too. What a relief. "Let's go to sleep, alright? You might feel better after, okay?" And with that, he closes his eyes with ease, ignoring the stinging pain from how long he kept them open from before, and let his body lean into the figure behind him. They wrapped their arms around him, caging him in their protection and mixing their legs with his so he could feel a little extra warmth. He was appreciative of this. He was really grateful. Putting all the effort into his sentence, he mutters, "Thank you, Y/n." And with that, the figure smiles against his neck, applying their lips to his skin before replying, "Of course, Kenma. Now get some sleep."

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BRUH THIS SORE THROAT HURTS LIKE A BITCH GIMMIE SOME REMEDIES THAT DON’T INCLUDE HONEY AND TEA

update 3:

i think i’ve yawned sm i’ve grown used to it 🥲🥲

OMFG UPDATE NEVER EAT SINIGANG WHEN YOU HAVE A SORE THROAT IM IN SM PAIN

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hear me out, drunk confessions from haikyuu boys; things they’d only say to you while their drunk.

HAIKYUU BOYS DRUNK CONFESSIONS

characters — timeskip!sakusa kiyoomi, miya atsumu, suna rintarō, iwaizumi hajime, miya osamu

a/n — warnings ⚠️ alcohol use, a little vomit in atsumu’s. this is just real mushy stuff and i may have shed a few tears writing it. i can’t do this today.

☾ SAKUSA you smile at him as stumbles into the passenger seat with a huff, flushed cheeks and eyes a little glazed and you know he’s drunk, probably his teammates doing, but he’s quiet. you’re already half way home before you decide to speak, noticing how kiyoomi’s gaze seems locked on the world outside the passenger window. “you okay, omi?” “y-yeah.” quiet, followed by a sniffle from the man beside you “are you s—“ “sometimes.. i just feel overwhelmed that you exist.. and that you’re mine, sweetheart.” you notice the shake in his hands as they grip at his thighs but the warmth in your chest feels familiar. “how many shots did atsumu give you?” it’s lighthearted your reply, just like the giggle that sounds from him when he finally turns to face you “s-shutup.” eyes a little redder than normal alongside a wobbly smile that serves as a silent thank you for pulling him back, you were always good at that. his hand reaches for yours, intertwining it with his own before he brings it up to place a kiss against your skin, and you squeeze his hands after as a silent confession of i’m glad you exist too.

☾ ATSUMU you hear a whine from the man below you, running your hand through the messy bleached hair on his head while he wraps himself around the toilet bowl, tear stained cheeks as he turns to blink up at you, a handsome smirk on his lips despite the facts he’s been vomiting for the past ten minutes. his features soften as his hand reaches for yours, fingers intertwining tightly with your own as he turns to face the toilet bowl again “don’t leave, angel. please” “i won’t, tsumu.” “p-promise?” he inhales a breath, a new set of tears trailing down his cheeks and you don’t know if it’s the burning in his throat or the warmth in his heart that caused them this time, but he speaks again, quieter this time. “am sorry for keepin’ ya awake with me, baby. y-ya love me anyway, right? yer just so good, a don’t deserve ya, a—“ “tsumu, i’ll always love you. promise.” he turns to blink up at you again, cheeks still flushed and his smiles softer this time, sighing when he feels your hands push back his hair “a don’t deserve ya, but if ya let me, al prove a can give ya the world anyway.” “you are my world, tsumu.” “does that mean a get a kiss?” “ew no.” “babyyy, al brush ma teeth.”

☾ SUNA you try to stifle a laugh when as you guide your 6’3 boyfriend into the bedroom, feeling him stumble behind you as he mumbles a curse under his breath every few seconds before he stops dead in the middle of the room, arms snaking around your waist to pull you against his chest even though he stumbles slightly at the impact “rin, you have to sleep.” “sososo pretty, pretty baby.” his palms are warm when they come to rest against your cheeks, squishing them slightly as he gazes down at you, lips upturning slightly when you roll your eyes at him “okay, time for bed.” he huffs before grabbing your waist, spinning and pulling you down on the bed behind you both, rolling you underneath him just so he can flop on top of you after. “you’re squishing me rin, get off.” “comfy. goodnight, ugly.” you scoff before giggling, feeling his arms around you waist tighten at the sound as he nuzzles into the crook of your neck, his eyes finally fluttering closed because it truly did sound like his forever.

☾ IWAIZUMI you snort when you hear him stumble in the bedroom door, probably tripping over his own feet as he tries to navigate in the dark, hissing a curse under his breath. “doll, you up?” “you okay, haji?” you look up at him as you reach over to flick on the bedside lamp, hearing him groan at the light as he holds a tattered mcdonald’s bag close to his chest “i missed you tonight. i brought you this, shittykawa tried to steal it but i kicked his ass.” you try to stifle a giggle as he hands you some soggy fries and half of his own burger, blinking down at you with parted lips and flushed cheeks “let me take care of you.” as he shakily feeds you a fry while you bat away his hand, causing him to frown as his lips jut out to form a pout “i’ll eat tomorrow, thank you though. come to bed, okay?” he grunts, stumbling into bed beside you before immediately pulling you against his chest, placing a few sloppy kisses to your face “you take such good care of me doll, shit i love you.” his grip softening as he snores quietly into the crook of your neck.

☾ OSAMU you giggle when you see him come through the living room door, returning from his night with his old teammates at school. “there ya are, sweetheart.” his cheeks are flushed, smile a little brighter but wobblier than usual, probably the alcohol in his system you note as he stumbles towards you, arms immediately wrapping around your waist while he nuzzles into the crook of your neck. he was always a little clingier when he was drunk but he was sleepier too, which now ended up with you trying to support his weight when he got too comfy around you “samu, let’s go to bed.” “angel, y-ya know yer the best thing that’s ever happened ta me right?” you grin as you try to inch yourself down the hall, hearing him speak again “tonight, when people were askin’ me what a was most proud of, ya know a said you, cos shit it’ll always be you.” his words became more slurred at he dozed off in your neck, causing your steps to falter slightly before you finally reached the bed, setting him down while he blinks up at you “ya make it all worth it, sweetheart, ‘ts all for ya.” before he finally falls asleep.