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Eren x AFAB Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT - ALL CHARACTERS 18+ - I DO NOT OWN AOT OR ANY CHARACTERS

Word Count: 3.6k

Warnings: Camming, Not Safe For Work, Voyeurism

Synopsis: Your stream tonight was going well, if a little uneventful, that is until you received a large donation from a mysterious viewer.

A/N: Ok reposting this little guy since I got it ready first. Thanks for all your lovely feedback xoxo

It all started pretty suddenly.

You had mentioned to your friend Mikasa that you were falling behind just a touch between your part time job and classes. You wanted to work more hours, but with your school schedule it was nearly impossible. When you could pick up an extra serving shift it always seemed to be one of those nights where there wasn’t a soul to be seen through the swinging aluminum doors of the restaurant.

You knew Mikasa was doing well, but you never saw her actually go to work. Her parents did fine, but certainly not well enough to fund her education, apartment, wardrobe of the gods all while Mikasa sat there and looked pretty.

So when she told you how she afforded her lifestyle, you smiled at the irony of her job being to sit there and look pretty. It made too much sense, camming. She picked when she went to work, picked what her work day consisted of, and watched as the money flowed in from her loyal subscribers. 

Truthfully, it didn’t take much more convincing on your part. And now you were here.

Sitting comfortably on your bed, you were perched on your knees with your legs tucked behind you. A tiny pink babydoll with the matching panties adorned your body, it showed off the enticing slope of your breasts while still leaving plenty to the imagination. A candle was lit behind you, the shadow of the flame flickering on the wall. Your lights were dimmed and the pink LEDs turned the room into a dreamy little oasis.

It was the perfect set up to relax and enjoy some alone time. If you didn’t consider the 7.2k viewers tuned in to watch you have said alone time.

“Hi guys! Thank you sooo much for joining me tonight, I missed you!”

The little red light at the top of the screen indicated that you were, in fact, live for all…7.8k viewers now.

“I have been so, so busy. I’m sorry I haven’t been on with you guys in a while but I promise I thought of you all the time!”

Your eyes scanned the monitor as comments started to flood the chat.

+$50.00 welcome back xxx

+$10.00 thought about u 2 ;)

+$20.00 love tonight’s outfit u look hot as fuck

You felt the regular range of emotions as you saw the chats slowly come through. There would always be a little embarrassment, you were sitting in your room in the tiniest clothing you own and soon enough you wouldn’t be wearing that either. There was also a bit of nerves that went along with that, the sheer amount of people who tuned in each time you went live and your subscriber count was growing fast.

Then there was the thrill. The counter read 10.2k viewers now. 10.2k people who not only enjoyed watching you bring yourself pleasure, they more often than not met their highs with you. It felt like having 10,000 people as putty in your delicate hands, slowly climbing up the hill with you until you decided they could reach the peak.

“Well…it’s been a while so, what do you say we get started?” you gave your sweetest smile as you took one final glance at the chat.

TOP CONTRIBUTOR: Jaegerb0mb: +$500.00 Can’t wait to watch, sweetheart

You were still relatively new but you had done enough streams to know that $500.00 before you even touched yourself was not within the norm. If this viewer was interested, you knew you wanted to keep them entertained.

“Aw, thank you so much for the kind donation Jaegerb0mb, I hope you enjoy,” you shot the camera a wink and moved to lean back on the pillows you had propped up perfectly for the camera’s angle.

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes. 

It would be easy to fake getting yourself off. You could probably have your streams over and done within ten minutes tops and to be frank, 99% of your subscribers would never know the difference. But where’s the fun in that?

You looked forward to your streaming sessions. You could actually use getting off. There was no point in faking it when you wanted to cum just as bad as your subscribers wanted you to.

Your hands slowly trailed down, through the valley of your breasts, across your navel and to the elastic of your panties. You traced the top of your panties delicately before running your hands back up.

When your hands met your breasts again you lightly ran your fingertips over where your nipples rested beneath the fabric of your lingerie. They perked up almost instantly and you gasped.

“Mmm, I’m really sensitive tonight you guys. I haven’t gotten off in a while.. you would know,” you giggled. The familiar chime of donations sounded faintly in the background.

One hand stayed on your covered breast while the other trailed past your décolletage. You moved to pull the straps of your lingerie down, letting them fall teasingly from your shoulders. The straps stayed like that, as you made no move to reveal your breasts to your audience fully. You liked to move slow, tease your body until you had absolutely no choice but to dip your fingers into your most intimate parts and bring yourself pleasure.

“Have you guys thought about me?” you asked your empty room. A flurry of donation chimes reminded you that you weren’t actually alone.

You giggled, “Mmm, I really really need this,” and it wasn’t a lie. For someone who made themselves cum in front of strangers on weeknights you hadn’t actually had sex in quite a while.

Sometimes when you streamed you like to picture a handsome viewer. Someone on the other side of the screen who watched as you teased your body until you just couldn’t take it and were cumming all over your fingers. That viewer would be fisting his cock in pace with you. Maybe, hopefully, even reaching his release at the same time.

The fantasy had you starting to grow wet through your thin pink panties and a sweet moan escaping your lips. Your free hand traveled down to the elastic line at your hips, dancing along the edge for just a moment until you felt goosebumps raise on your skin. At that moment, you dipped your fingers beneath the fabric and confirmed just how turned on you were.

“Oh,” you moaned as you felt how wet you had gotten from your teasing.

“I think I am really sensitive tonight, I’m so wet already.” Another shaky moan was whispered when your fingers brushed past your clit as you snaked your hand out of your panties.

Your fingers were coated in your slick when they were freed from your panties. You brought them up to your covered lips and pushed them deep inside your mouth, a sweet whimper sounding from your lips as you tasted yourself.

“I’m sorry,” you peered over at the monitor, “I don’t think I can wait much longer.”

You moved to grip either side of your panties in an attempt to pull them off your legs but a particular donation chime caught your attention before you could do so.

TOP CONTRIBUTOR: +$5,000.00 Jaegerb0mb: How much for a private show?

Your jaw dropped at the notification. This was by far the biggest single donation you had ever received, you found yourself squinting at the screen as you didn’t trust your eyes.

When you confirmed the amount, you moved to sit up frantically, hands stretching to your keyboard.

You clicked on the donor’s profile, half feeling bad for the viewers left on the edge, but too driven by your curiosity to stop.

The photo cut off just above his toned shoulders, only showing off his chiseled abdominals and the low cut of his v-line. Catfish, you thought. Oh well, if he dropped $5,000.00 on foreplay, may as well push your luck. You hit the DM button.

SENT: $10,000.00 for a private show :)

Had you ever charged $10,000.00 for a private show? Nope. Have you ever even had a private show? No on that one too. Worst case scenario, you could already take a few weeks off from his previous donations alone so why not aim high?

A moment passed and you leaned back on your pillows, returning to your gentle touches in an attempt to distract yourself should you not receive a reply from the viewer.

Ding

You shot up almost embarrassingly fast at the donation chime. When your eyes met the monitor you had to muster every ounce of professionalism to not lose your cool in front of the camera.

TOP CONTRIBUTOR: +$15,000.00 Jaegerb0mb: Ready when you are, sweetheart

Your eyes widened for a moment, but then there was no stopping the giddy feeling that had to be fully transparent across your features.

“So sorry guys, I am going to have to cut it off here. I will make it up to you, promise,” and you closed out the stream hurriedly.

You knew cutting off a stream at that particular moment was bad for business, to put it plainly, but with the amount this viewer just spent you could have been moments from your climax and you would have stopped it without hesitation.

Clicking back on his profile, you sent the invitation for a private video and again found yourself resting comfortably in your bed as you waited. You twirled a piece of hair that fell in front of your face, wrapping it around your finger as you imagined who the viewer could be.

You started to feel nervous. This person had just spent a lot of money on you. You didn’t want them to regret spending that much and you definitely wanted them to join more streams in the future. Before you could overthink too much, you saw that the viewer was connecting to the video.

Surprisingly, you were disappointed when you saw there was no person on the other side of the monitor, only a black screen with their username written across it plainly. You knew not every viewer would be attractive and to be honest, most would probably be a complete turn off, but you were getting a little caught up in your own personal fantasy that this viewer would be someone you wanted to see get off.

“Hi Jaegerb0mb! Thank you so much for setting up a private stream with me,” you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth as you smiled, partially a nervous habit, partially because you were still pretty turned on from your earlier teasing.

“I hope we can have some fun. If there’s anything you wanna see in particular, just let me know. I’m all yours tonight,” you winked at the camera playfully.

You saw a small message from the streaming service appear at the top of the screen and you focused your eyes to read it.

Jaegerb0mb is connecting to audio…

A three second pause and then he spoke,

“Can you cum all over your fingers for me sweetheart? I don’t wanna see you fake it, I bet you can fuck yourself real good.”

You held in a gasp. His voice was sexy.

Low and honeyed, you felt yourself grow even more wet at his commands.

“Y-you wanna watch me cum?” you suddenly felt nervous again. You had just finished teasing over 10,000 viewers but you could feel the intimidating presence of this man through just his spoken words alone.

“Yeah, I do. Your pussy’s already wet for me, isn’t that right?”

You reached down to feel your center through your panties on instinct before quickly nodding at the camera, “Mhm, you’re making me really wet,” you confirmed with a small sigh.

“Show me,” another command.

You were already laying comfortably propped up on your pillows, so you only had to lean down slightly to grasp at the elastic of your panties before slowly sliding them down your thighs and to your ankles. You quickly peeled them off from there and tossed them to the side.

Your legs had closed on instinct, the cool air hitting your hot cunt sending a shiver up your spine. You took a deep breath and slowly opened your legs per his request to reveal your dripping center, folds shining enticingly with your arousal.

“Look at that, she listens. You gonna keep being a good girl for me?”

Fuck. His voice was a certified aphrodisiac.

“Yes,” was all you could muster, it came out a tiny whisper. You wanted to touch yourself so badly, but you were very turned on by the idea of following his orders and it appeared he liked giving them just as much.

“Good. Start playing with your clit, get yourself nice and warmed up.”

You reached down to your exposed center, finding your clit quickly and starting small, concentrated circles. You knew what you liked and could find a rhythm pretty easily. The first touch had your hips bucking slightly, but then a regular rise and fall to match the pace of your pointer finger on the sensitive nub.

“Does that feel good baby? Need to hear it,” you heard him groan slightly and your arousal intensified at the sound.

“Feels s’good,” your mind was already beginning to feel hazy. You hadn’t been this aroused in a while and the small sounds of pleasure he was making in between words almost made it feel like he was in the room with you.

You took the time to picture it. There was a chair set up in the corner of your room, in perfect viewing position of your place on the bed. With your eyes closed, you could pretend he was there. Leaned back with a wide spread of his legs, his cock held in a firm grip by his hand, and the same honey coated words spilling from his mouth as he made his demands with you. Both of you bringing yourselves higher in pleasure, close enough to touch, but you could only watch as… he spoke again, bringing you back to the present.

“Keep playing with that pretty pussy for me, baby. I’ll keep fucking my fist for you,” he moaned gruffly.

Your eyes squeezed shut in bliss at the combination of his filthy revelation and the pattern your finger made over your clit. Somehow the words he spoke were better than the fantasies you came up with when you closed your eyes.

“Fuck,” you whispered to yourself but you know he heard it because a harsh moan came from him in response. “You’re touching yourself too?” you just barely found the words as you floated through waves of self-indulgence.

“Yea, baby. Can’t help but stroke my cock when I see that perfect pussy of yours. Know I could fuck it just right, make you feel so good.”

“I wanna see,” the words came out before you could stop them but no part of them was a lie.

“Oh? Would you like that? See just how fuckin’ hard you make me?” he chuckled darkly.

“Please.”

“I don’t believe you make the demands around here, sweetheart. Start fucking your cunt with your other hand.”

You were disappointed, but you nodded your head obediently and whimpered when you heard him praise you as his good girl.

Your cunt was dripping by the time your other hand met your center, slick making a mess onto the sheets below. Without any resistance, you were able to easily slip one, then two fingers inside and begin slowly pumping in and out.

Your moans grew in frequency and volume, your pleasure on a steady incline of it’s own. You could tell you were well on your way to fulfilling his desires and cumming hard all over your fingers.

“You’ve been so good for me,” he sighed before continuing, “so obedient.”

You waited for more as the only sounds in the room were those of your fingers toying with your slick cunt and the sweet moans that you couldn’t hold back if you tried.

“You’re gonna keep playing with that tight cunt, but I don’t want you cumming until I say, do you understand?”

You nodded, your head tossing from side to side as you inched closer to to your high.

“Say it,”

“Yes, I understand,” you were so whiny.

“M’gonna reward you. Only cause you’ve been fucking yourself so nice for me, so pretty and wet. Wanna see how I’m fisting my cock for you, baby?”

“Yes, please. Wanna watch you cum.”

“Yeah? You can watch me cum, baby.”

Jaegerb0mb is connecting to video…

“Oh fuck.”

That was the only coherent sentence you could string together when you finally saw him appear clearly on your monitor. You were very wrong to think the picture he selected for his profile couldn’t be him - it was and he was handsome.

Leaning back in his chair, his head was thrown back in pleasure before slowly coming forward with a devilish grin. His shirt was nowhere to be seen, sculpted abs that had a sheen of sweat across them.

He spit into his palm and gripped his cock, stroking it in pace with the thrusts of your fingers into your wet cunt. You became so distracted by his cock, imagining it was your smaller hand wrapped around it, or it’s thick girth filling your pussy instead of your fingers. You moaned loudly as your imagination took over.

“Yeah? You like watching me, don’t you? Wish this cock was filling up your pretty little pussy?” his words came out almost mockingly as he read your mind. Who signed up to watch who?

“Y-yeah. You’re ..pretty. Your cock is so..”

He chucked lowly as you struggled to speak.

“So..? Don’t tell me you’ve fucked yourself dumb? You still gonna be able to come on your fingers when I ask?”

You didn’t realize how close you were until he muttered the words. The slick sounds of your cunt were obscene by this point.

“Yes, m’so close!”

“Yea? Messy as fuck, I bet I could slide right in. Have you bouncing on my cock instead of those fingers filling your pussy, would you like that baby?”

“Mhm I want it, wanna cum for you.”

“Fuck, babygirl I’m close,” a moan ripped from his throat as he increased his pace alongside you.

You looked at him through the screen, he looked absolutely sinful. You wanted your tongue to trace every inch of his toned body. How he ended up on your stream tonight, you may never know, but you couldn’t be more thankful for it. You only hoped this wouldn’t be the last time.

“Want you to say my name when you’re cumming, sweetheart.”

“Wha-what’s your name?” you were out of breath now.

“Eren.”

“Wanna cum for you Eren, please let me cum,” you had grown desperate to please him. You wanted to show him you could keep your word and cum messily all over your fingers at his command.

“Fuuuck,” his eyes had closed as he pumped his cock in fervor. “Let me see it,” he re-opened his eyes and emerald may as well have pierced right through you “be a good girl and show me how you cum.”

His words were all it took to push you over the edge. Your legs tightened and your lower half erupted in pure bliss, “Fuck.. yea I’m cumming for you Eren.” Your mind turned to radio static as you came hard around your fingers, release dripping onto the sheets below.

You never took your eyes off Eren, though, and you were thankful for it. Your locked gaze meant you got to see him throw his head back with his jaw hung slack as white spurts of cum painted his abdomen and dripped down his cock onto his fist. “Fuuuuck, such a good fucking girl,” he praised through his orgasm.

You slowly removed your fingers from your center, your cunt pulsating as you came down from your orgasm.

“Oh my god,” you whispered as you threw your head back on your pillows, overcome with euphoria from the best orgasm you have had in recent memory.

“Thanks for the show, sweetheart. I’ll be sure to catch the next one,” you heard him say. You lifted your head back up frantically to catch him before he signed off but it was too late. A black screen was all that remained.

Would it be desperate to send him a DM? What would you even say? As you contemplated your next action a familiar sound met your ears.

Ding

TOP CONTRIBUTOR: +$25,000.00 Jaegerb0mb: No more public shows

“What the fuck,” you whispered to yourself. You were still woozy from your high and now you were fumbling to do the math in your head as you added up how much he had spent on you tonight.

You quickly got out of bed. There was only one person you could talk with about this and that was Mikasa.

SENT: Meeks, it’s an emergency - a good one? I think? Whatever, I’m coming over xoxo

Meeks: You’re always welcome, you know that babe. See you soon <3

You rushed to get dressed, trading your tiny lingerie for something much more comfortable as you grabbed your train card and threw it in your bag. You turned off your computer, grabbed your apartment keys and headed to the front door.

You were in such a hurry that after locking your door, you accidentally bumped into a neighbor also exiting their apartment as you turned to walk down the hallway.

“I’m so sor-” you froze instantly as you met the gaze of the person you had just bumped into.

Strong hands steadied your shoulders, a defined collarbone peeking just above the collar of his shirt, and jade green eyes that looked just as shocked as you felt staring back at you.

“Eren?”

A/N: Thanks for reading! I will put up part two in the new year!

‘last’ sakusa kiyoomi.

a/n: so this was a request for and i quote ‘angst that will cause extreme pain.” i hope this lives up to it.

warnings: angst, death & mentione of it, self-blaming, relationship issues.

“you just don’t stop don’t you? is it that hard to be less irritating?” sakusa huffed. the two of you had been engaging in an argument over the pettiest matter once again, and at this point you weren’t even near surprised. it had kicked off with you asking your boyfriend if he had eaten out of concern and then him proceeding to label you as ‘clingy’.

recently things were just different, he wasn’t treating you the same anymore and he barely made time for you. most people would say this was a common occurrence once any relationship had come out of the honeymoon phase, the only problem was you and sakusa were long out of that fairytale whirlwind. but through it all, he still showed immense love towards you, considering you had been together for years you were honestly expecting a proposal soon. but that all changed recently, and to make matters worse you couldn’t for the life of you pinpoint why.

maybe, just maybe.. was there someone else?

“i just care about you that’s it, why are you so adamant on turning things into an argument?” you sighed recalling at the way he snapped at you. his reaction would have shocked anyone but at this point in time, as much as you hated to admit it, you were almost getting used to it now.

but that didn’t mean it hurt any less, no, definitely not. it was just as painful each and everytime you saw the blank expression on his face, the way he went out of his way to avoid you and the growing irritation on his features everytime he was made to face you.

“because you’re annoying.” he blurted out seemingly without thinking, in all truth sakusa definitely did not think you were annoying, actually, he quite loved when you made an effort with him. but lately, he just doesn’t know what’s gotten into him. he loved you with all his heart and he wants to propose to you more than anything but the concept scares him, the fact that the two of you being married would mean you’re practically stuck with him. and he doesn’t want that for you, you deserve better. you deserve someone who is comfortable parading you around to the world, someone who is okay with going out on dates in crowded places, someone who will give you affection whenever you need it, someone who is good with words.

sakusa is not that person.

it would break his heart to see that one day you were regretting your decision of saying yes to him because he couldn’t provide what you needed. so his last resort? push you away. not far enough so that the two of you are no longer together because he couldn’t bare the thought of no longer being able to call you his, but far enough for him to have time to get his shit together, so he could come to you better and improved.

“so you don’t want me to talk to you is that it? God what has gotten into you? do you not want to be together anymore?” your voice faltered towards the end as you broke eye-contact with your boyfriend, tears were threatening to spill any moment and your heart was breaking in your chest. you were a bad person, you were a bad person because you were practically forcing him to stay with you even though it was so clear that he didn’t love you anymore.

well, that’s what you thought.

he stayed quiet at your question.. no, he doesn’t want to break up, that would be catastrophic for the both of you and besides he couldn’t ever love anyone the way he loved you. but if he responded saying he wanted to stay together that would prompt you to spark a conversation about why he was acting the way he was, and if there was one thing sakusa hated it was vulnerability.

“i just need some time to think.” that was a good response, he thought. he wasn’t ending things but you wouldn’t push further after that and he knew that, it was .. perfect.

“i’ll give you some time then.” tears were already staining your new top, you were excited to show it to sakusa because it was one of your favourite purchases you had ever made, but instead you had decided not to, you were weary of bothering him.

of course your tears didn’t go unnoticed by him, he watched as you put your shoes on and grabbed your coat from the hanger. he made a mental note to beat the shit out of himself for making you cry the moment you had stepped foot out of the door, and that’s exactly what he did.

he turned to the counter slamming his hands against his head, he needed to get his shit together and he needed to now.

it had been years and you had never expressed any distaste in sakusa’s personality or his methods of affections, would you really start now? maybe this was all stupid, it wasn’t like he would be forcing you to marry him so if you ended up getting tired of him in the future there wasn’t much he could do about it.

if anything, he knew he would regret not getting to put a ring on your finger at all and never knowing what could have been.

so that’s it, that’s decided. he was going to marry you and he would get it together the second you walked back through the door, he would give you the most loving embrace he could possibly muster up, and he would spend the next few months apologising for his behaviour. he would sit and listen to you babble all about the new top you bought because he did notice how much you had adored it when you had brought it home a week ago. and tomorrow he would go out and buy you a few gifts, there was that necklace that you loved from the quaint jewellery store down the road. that’s where he would be heading to first. because sakusa kiyoomi would do anything for you.

meanwhile you were imagining every possibility that could occur the moment you stepped back in. he would break up with you, it was inevitable. he practically hated you, you were acting like such a burden, an irritating and annoying burden. but you wished more than anything that things could be different because you loved sakusa with your entire being, there was no way you would move on once he discarded you. you had imagined your entire future with him and no one else, there was no way that you could change things now.

you sighed pulling out a polaroid of you and sakusa, the cold air that hit your hands just made you feel that much more alone. but you ignored it as you ran your hands over the picture, it was the two of you during the first christmas you had spent together. he had spoiled you so much that day with gifts that you had cried numerous times and begged him to return atleast half of it because it was way too expensive and you felt bad. you were cheery eyed with a wide smile and a small tear adorned your cheek, one of joy as sakusa hung off your arm. his smile was small but it was there, he was just happy that you were happy, he had loved you so much and you couldn’t help but wonder where it had all gone wrong.

why didn’t he love you anymore?

sakusa bumped his leg up and down on the livingroom couch, he couldn’t stop glancing at the clock. it had been three hours which was far too long for you to be gone without a word, to make things even worse you had left your phone in your shared bedroom meaning he had no direct method of contacting you.

a buzz resounded in the room and your boyfriend had never moved so fast so pick up the phone in his life, admittedly he was getting severely worried. he didn’t want you walking out of his life, but thankfully by tomorrow he would wake up next to your beautiful smile and everything would go back to normal.

“hello? is this uhh — sakusa kiyoomi?” there was a feminine voice on the other side of the line who sounded cautious about the pronouncation of his name, additionally, her voice sounded unsteady, it was almost as if she was scared.

“yes.” he responded bluntly wondering who this wench thought she was to be wasting his time, she had even called on no caller id. he had half the mind to hang up on her now, if anything you could be calling him this very moment and it was sending you to voicemail because he was occupied with this girl.

“sorry to impose but you are listed as l/n y/n’s emergency contact, are you aware of this?” his back pricked up at the mention of your name, emergency contact? now he was beyond worried.

“yes i am.”

“i’m sorry to say but— l/n was hit by a vehicle moving at almost fifty miles per hour and — she didn’t make it.” in that moment sakusa had never felt more dread in his life, he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. was she saying that you were.. dead? but you couldn’t be dead, no you couldn’t be because he never even got to apologise to you, and you never got to accept his apology. he never got to buy you that necklace, things never got to go back to normal, he wouldn’t be able to live out the rest of his days with you.

he never got to propose. so no, you couldn’t be dead.

then why was he crying? this is the first time sakusa remembers crying as an adult, if it wasn’t true why was it feeling like his soul was being sucked out of him? why did it feel like even though he was a well renowned volleyball player loved by millions he meant nothing anymore? why did it feel like life had no meaning?

he didn’t even realise the phone call was still going on until he heard the woman clear her throat on the other line. “she wanted to tell you.. she’s sorry and she loves— loved you.” she corrected her mistake almost immediately but this didn’t do anything but make him feel worse.

“the hospital will contact you with more details soon, sorry for your loss.” and with that, the line went dead.

sorry? she was saying sorry too? and you.. why were you apologising? in your last moments did you really spend that time asking the paramedics to tell him that you were sorry? you hadn’t done anything wrong, you had never done anything wrong, it was all him, he was the problem, he was a fool.

he threw his phone against the wall and watched as it clattered against the floor with tear-filled eyes. this was his fault, if it wasn’t for him you would never have gone out, maybe if it was just one second later, maybe if hadn’t acted this way, maybe if he had stopped you from leaving, maybe—

so that was it.. even if he thought he was doing everything he could to protect you he had hurt you anyway, in the worst way possible. and how could he forgive himself? he never would.. he never could. because that day he lost everything, because you were his everything, the most precious thing to enter his life, his pride and joy, his entire life.

you were too distracted by the picture of the two of you together, now it laid discarded on the side of the road with a streak of blood staining the bottom half. thankfully the picture was still recognisable, because you made sure it was in your last moments, kiyoomi would be mad if you got it dirty.

regret was an understatement.

Haikyuu writers for Leni

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Yall best know once I get him ill be unstoppable

Hii, are you taking request? If it's not bothersome, that haikyuu as a parent was adorable XD and I would like to request something similar. How about Haikyuu as dads embarrassing their daughter/son, (maybe Kuroo, Bokuto, Oikawa and Atsumu) who would most likely do this 😂

HQ boys being embarrassing fathers

The length is pretty inconsistent depending on what situation I thought out for the character. I personally think I’m not that good with jokes he he he...

I HOPE U LIKE IT OMG

AND YES I TAKE IN REQUESTSSSS

Bokuto

We all know he is loud and we don’t even have to say it

You were usually the one who drives your daughter to school but today, you end up waking up late because a certain someone decided that you needed the extra sleep (yes he’s sweet but you have a meeting with the executives)

So you’ve now got two wonderful girls with Koutarou, they’re now 6 and 12 years old

“Koutarou don’t do anything weird, okay.” That was a fair warning for him but it goes right off his ear as soon as he zooms off because hE GETS TO DRIVE HIS PRINCESSES TO SCHOOL

Your youngest was the first he dropped off. He sent him off with a big smooch and an “I love you, little owl!” Your youngest shouted back an “I love you too!” to his daddy with a big grin before running off to her classroom.

The challenge came when he dropped off your eldest. Being in her school, your daughter doesn’t want everyone to see how much of a daddy’s girl she is so when Koutarou leaned in to kiss her on the cheek, she dodged

In a second, Koutarou’s hair deflated. Your daughter tried to reason, “Dad, not here. It’s my school!”

“Do you not love me anymore, baby owl? Have you found another guy to replace daddy?

“DAD, NO. You’re overreacting.”

“No, baby owl. You should kiss daddy when he wants one!” then he tries and leans in again but this time your daughter gets off the car and shuts the door on her father’s face leaving Koutarou to his despair

But alas, there’s a solution to it! Koutarou rolls down the window of his car and pops his head out and shouts “I LOVE YOU BABY OWL! HONEY BUNCH! MY SWEET LITTLE PUMPKIN!”

Your daughter is good as dead right then as the children around stared at her father, chuckling. Others even taking a video of what was happening. Your poor daughter is as red as a tomato as she bolted further into her school grounds.

“DADDY WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU EVEN IF YOU DON’T LOVE HIM BACK”

“Mom, save me.”

The video of that incident instantly graced the internet, going viral in under 24 hours. It was safe to say Koutarou is not allowed to drive your daughters to school again. But he’s happy he got his kiss from his eldest now.

 Oikawa

Another dude here that is sweet with his daughter. Literally pours his heart to his sweet little angel and gives her everything.

Sometimes, you fade into the background with these two.

One Saturday, your daughter came with company. To your horror, it was a guy named Hiro. Although decent looking, you don’t like the fact that she is engaging in romance as early as her age.

But Tooru thinks otherwise, “Oh? My sweet little angel has inherited my charm!”

Your daughter blushes at her father’s comment and pulls her company into the backyard. Settling on the bench swing in there.

It was fine and everything’s going good with him and her company until Tooru’s voice rang from inside.

“Y/D/N-chan and Hiro-kun sitting on a tree~ K I S S I N G ~”

Your daughter turned and found his dad cruelly comfortable leaning on the ledge of the window overseeing the backyard, toying with a rose that she recognized were the ones you bought to put in the vase at the living room

As if once is not enough, Tooru repeated the verse again. Your daughter felt like bURSTING

She put her face into her palms, furiously blushing. She turned to Hiro who is now awkwardly laughing at the sight of your husband. She tells him, “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry for the existence of my father. Don’t mind his presence.”

“OuCH! Y/N-chan! Why’d you do that?! I was only entertaining our visitor! Come here watch them with me.”

 Sawamura

HA you bet Daichi is the model father but yes, you are partially right. He’s pretty tight with some things but is still sweet. But it doesn’t mean he doesn’t got some pretty embarrassing moments

You guys are in the mall for the weekend, shopping for new clothes as winter is approaching. You were separated from them when you followed a saleslady to find your size of the shoes you wanted

Your daughter was on her phone while her dad stood by her, shopping bags in his hands. He peeked into her phone a few times, finding her chatting with a guy. When she giggled to herself, it was peak protective father mode for Daichi “Sweetie, who are you talking to?”

“Oh. Just a friend, dad.”

Daichi scoffed to himself, skeptically glaring at the back of his daughter’s head. Thinking, “How could you lie to me, sweetie?”

Moments after, the father and daughter pair turned their heads to a guy’s voice calling out your daughter’s name. Daichi grew rigid as soon as he saw the boy

The boy, completely oblivious of Daichi’s mood, ran up to your daughter with arms spread. It was to Daichi’s horror that his daughter came into the guy’s arms and hugged him back. Daichi let them exchange a few words after but his aura is just hard to shake off with him staring hard at the guy. He soon bids goodbye, bowing at Daichi

But before he could go farther, Daichi talks to your daughter, rather LOUDLY.

“SWEETIE, I DON’T WANT YOU HUGGING RANDOM PEOPLE NEXT TIME” People around were already staring at them as Daichi continues his rant with a straight face

“Dad, geez, he’s a friend!”

“NEXT TIME YOU DO THAT THAT PERSON WILL MEET MY WRATH”

The next time your daughter had that friend over at your house along with some others, he was weirdly sweating and keeping very little space for himself

“Are you okay?” you asked the boy

“Ah, yes. Thank you, Mrs. Sawamura.”

Daichi smiled to himself while your daughter shook her head at the side in pure embarrassment

 Atsumu

Atsumu has a big internet fanbase. He also keeps all his accounts active, especially his twitter. Your son blocked him in almost every platform with the exception of Instagram and Facebook for formality.

Atsumu is, rather, a supportive father to your son.

Example number one: once, your son posted a sad quote in Facebook and Atsumu commented with “Let’s have a boys’ talk later, buddy” your son deleted the post

When Atsumu came home that night he went straight to your son’s room knocking at his door. Your son was quick to reject his father, “NO DAD. THANK YOU BUT NO.”

The next one was when your son advertised Osamu’s onigiris with a picturesque post over at IG and the piss-haired twin didn’t think before he commented, “I can make better onigiris than Samu, buddy.”

You came home that night with about two days’ worth of rice on the kitchen and Atsumu wildly rapping at your son’s door. “YOU HAVE TO TASTE THIS BUDDY THIS IS BETTER”

SLEEP THE NIGHT — miya atsumu

Type: Standalone Movie (One-Shot Fiction)

Cast: Miya Atsumu

Storyline: Tonight, he want to be the best boyfriend that he could be.

Genre: Drama, Slice of Life

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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: miya atsumu x gn!reader

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: in which you're the best prize miya atsumu could ever ask for.

"you'll be mine soon enough, i'll show ya!" the faux blond exclaims, pointing directly at you as he runs towards inarizaki's gym, where you assume volleyball practice is held.

you scoffed, too late for any sort of smart retort as atsumu runs away from you, disappearing from your sight when he slides the gymnasium doors shut behind him. that's what he gets for being late to practice since he was too busy talking to you.

atsumu's always been too cocky for his own good. however, as much as his confidence annoyed you, it also intrigued you and there isn't a quality about the boy you'd want to change. no one has ever tried as hard as miya atsumu has for your affection, and it creates a warmth in your chest you've never felt before.

you would never let miya atsumu know that. despite the irritating, constant buzzing that was the blond setter, you've developed quite the soft spot in your heart for him. but to be caught in the middle of his hectic lifestyle, fan club and busy schedule wasn't appealing.

so you turn down his every advance.

on the other hand, the consistent rejections was what kept him hanging on to you, and he was shameless about it too. with everything in life coming easily to him, atsumu finally found a challenge.

and it just so happened that he developed an uncontrollable infatuation along the way.

"yer gotta stop goin' after people who don't want ya," osamu comments nonchalantly, watching his miserable interaction with you, alongside suna.

"it's funny though," the middle blocker comments, tucking away his phone after having filmed that whole scene, and atsumu is so close to punching his friends.

"i'll be the last one laughin', just ya wait and see!" angrily exclaims the setter who storms away to warm up with the rest of the team.

and he indeed was the last one laughing, because days later, atsumu proposes to you that if inarizaki wins the prelim tournament for nationals, you'd go out with him on a date. an offer which you accepted without hesitation because of how enthusiastic he seemed about the idea, letting your guard down.

how could you say no to a pretty face like that?

and he was the last one laughing, because inarizaki always makes it to the tokyo nationals and always wins the prefecture tournament. as the last point is secured and the score is finally settled, atsumu points directly to where you sat amongst the regular crowd (you had it in you to be petty enough to sit away from the school section).

as the gasps and murmurs of inarizarki's cheer squad fill the gymnasium, you respond with a double thumbs up, paired with a cheerful smile. osamu and suna (and the rest of the volleyball team) share a knowing look as their friend laughs to no one in particular.

you decide to remain in your seat for the awards ceremony but sneaked out as soon as you could to beat the rush of people- much to atsumu's dismay, who scoured the room three times for you.

he's convinced you left and that you just broke his heart with so little effort.

but, he's the last one laughing, because you're waiting for him outside the gymnasium; holding his favourite box of chocolates as a small token of 'congratulations'.

atsumu can't ignore the way his heart flutters when he spots you near inarizaki's bus, alongside other parents, but you're the only person that matters as the faux-blond runs to you eagerly.

"congratulations!" was the first thing you said to him. "you played really well today."

your praise shines upon him like a ray of sunlight, his insides melting like honey as he smiles brightly at you, "well, i did have someone special watchin'."

"you're such a dork," you chuckled regardless, handing him the gift in your hands. "i got you something."

"thank ya. i thought yer left," atsumu shyly confesses as he opens the packaging, greeted with the sight of a bunch of wrapped sweets inside the box.

"aww, were you sad?" you affectionately joked, crossing your arms and wrapping your jacket closer around your body.

"yeah! thought yer were about to let me down."

you couldn't help but laugh, and it's music to atsumu's ears. "not this time, miya, not this time. so when's that date?"

and he's the last one laughing, because years later, at a msby match against ejp- the victory acquired by the former, atsumu finds you as he always does in the stands and points, holding up his medal.

this time, you stay in your seat and cheer for miya atsumu, as his fiancé.

Nishinoya

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