Online Friends…(or More?) - Suna Rintaro X Reader

The Creek - Evan 'Buck' Buckley x reader 2/?

Summary: after a nasty storm rolls in, you and Chris decide to try and leave your sightseeing trip, until tragedy strikes, and Buck and Eddie are forced to make a rescue they never anticipated

Warnings: ..none really other than you almost dying 0.0

A/n: this has not been edited or proof-read :) lmk what you think <3 or what you wanna see happen in the next part :)

You and Buck decided to keep things private, just between you two for now, just until you got out of the honeymoon phase of a new relationship. Until then, you found it fun to sneak out, it made you both feel like teenagers again, but at the end of the day, you always met Buck at his apartment, cuddling up with him on the couch for dinner, before finally going to bed.

You and Chris were spending the day together while Eddie and Buck went to work. It was so far a good day, you took Chris to an ice cream stand, before going to a local tourist attraction. You knew Chris always wanted to fly, so you decided to take him up to a skyscraper, letting him view out of the windows to see the city below "Ya know, if you look super close, you could see dad's work" You whispered to him, pointing out the tiny firehouse in the distance, smiling knowing the man you admired so much was out there saving people. As you looked up though you saw something that made you gulp, large storm clouds rolling closer and closer to you, you knew how dangerous being this high in a building could be, and you weren't even on the top floor.

The building swayed with the wind, the metal and steel whining and groaning under the stress, Chris started to stumbled, causing you to reach out to help stabilize him so he didn't lose his balance "Come on, let's get lower before the storm gets worse" You encouraged, nudging Christopher to the elevators, as you both loaded in, and the elevator started its decent, loud crackles emitted from above you, the power and movement cutting out at the same time. Christopher grabbed your arm tightly "Y/n?..What's happening?" He whimpered, you wrapped an arm around him kneeling down "It's okay, bud, I promise, we just have to be brave like dad and Buck" You whispered, trying to shake the feeling something terrible was about to happen.

"118 we have a distress call coming from the skyscraper downtown, floor 53, caller says a window has busted and the level is flooding with rain water, be advised, there is a wind advisory, so winds will be powerful up there" Maddie's voice rang through the walkie's as the team finished up a small brush fire. "Got it, show us responding" Bobby replied, motioning everybody to load up and move out.

You took a deep breath trying to hide your fear as the elevator started to fill with water, you could tell something was wrong with the floor above "Okay, it's okay, we're gonna...uh..get you up on the railig beore the water gets above your chin any higher, okay?" You whimpered nervously, helping Chris onto the hand rail that was slightly above water, watching his feet slip and slide against the metal, you moved to stand in front of him "You're okay, I'm right here, I won't let you fall, Christopher" You promised, your lips turning blue, and the feeling in the toes and fingers slowly vanishing "We should be fine now! I'm s-sure your dad will be here to save us in no time" you tried to hold back your tears, but your body was freezing to the point it was starting to become painful now.

It had been about five minutes before you started ti get another bad feeling, a slight buzzing was erupting in your body, and you couldn't tell why, until the button panel sparked, sending hundreds of volts of electricity through the water, sending you straight into an unconscious state, leaving your body floating gently above the water. "Y/n? Somebody help!" Christopher cried out, trying to shake your body, desperate for you to wake back up.

Hen, Eddie, and Buck rushed the side of the building, realizing they wouldn't be able to open an doors, they'd have to scale the side of the building to get to the flooded floor. As Bobby gave the go-ahead tug on the ropes tied to the roof, the boys and Hen started to climb up, it took them about five minutes before reaching the floor, Eddie and Hen started helping people down, Buck getting the others ready to go down next, as he panted, he stopped for a moment, swearing he heard Christopher's shout. It couldn't be though, he had to of been going crazy "Buck, the front desk worker said there should be two more people up there other than the 12 you counted, Do Not let Eddie find out..But the check-in list says it's a Diaz and l/n" Bobby's voice broke through Buck's speaker "Hey! Hey! There was a little boy up here too! A-and- And a woman! Where are they!?" Buck shouted to the others over the wind, his stomach dropping whenever they pointed to the elevator that was sucking water through the cracks.

Buck raced down the stairs, breaking through the next floor down, grabbing a chair throwing it against the door to make some type of noise "CHRISTOPHER!? Y/N!?" He shouted against the metal door frame, sighing in relief whenever he heard Christopher shout back, his relief short lived as Christopher spoke "Buck! You have to save us! Y/n passed out! and the water keeps shocking me whenever I try and get her!" He screamed in reply "Bobby! I need power cut!" Buck screamed into his walkie talkie, tears welling in his eyes not noticing Bobby rushing in behind with a haligan axe and a fire axe "Let's go!" He shouted, handing Buck an axe.

Chris whimpered hearing Metal whining as it bent before hearing the water rush out and the view of Buck's face greeted him through the now pried open doors "Come on, come on we got you" Buck whispered, He watched as Bobby started CPR on your body "Buck! Chim and I got this! Get him down to the truck!" Bobby shouted, he nodded nervously, grabbing his rope that was left dangling, clipping it back to his harness. "W-What? We can't leave her! We have to stay, Buck!" Chris fought, trying to break Buck's hold as Buck approached the window, ready to repel down back to safety. "Listen to me! Christopher, they have the best people wokring on her, right now, I have to get you to your dad and checked out" Buck argued, holding onto Chris tightly as he slowly lowered the both of them down the side of the building "Buck! You have to save her! She's the closest I'll ever be to having a mom again! I love her!" Christopher begged, tears welling up in his eyes "Me too, Chris, I love her too, so I'll make sure she's okay, but you can't tell anyone." Buck said as they approached the ground, Eddie taking notice to his son being harnessed to Buck, he rushed over "Where's Y/n?" He asked panicked, grabbing Christopher quickly "She's getting CPR, I'm going back up" Buck said sternly.

You didn't really remember anything whenever you woke up, spending two weeks in the hospital before finally being released. You were forced to spend the next three weeks after that being babied and pampered by Buck. You both laid on the couch cuddling as star wars played on the tv, as you slept peacefully on Buck's chest he panicked hearing the front door open, not knowing if he should out you both as together, or sit up risking you falling off the couch. Eddie smirked clearing his throat "Lookie what I found Christopher, looks like Buck's trying to keep y/n from you guys's lunch plans" He teased, Christopher appearing from around the doorway smiling "Evan?.." You asked slowly waking up, your mind still groggy from your nap, taking a few moments to realize Chris and Eddie were standing right in front of you. "Listen, I wasn't the one who put her to sleep, she decided to take a nap" Buck chuckled, taking note of Eddie protective glare watching his hand resting a little too low on your back.

It didn’t take long for you to get ready and leave with Christopher for your lunch plans, leaving Buck and Eddie to sit alone in his living room “Evan.” Eddie said, tone matching one that he would use for Chris whenever he was having an attitude or not listening to his father. “Yes Edmundo?” Buck mocked crossing his arms “you realize, y/n is like a sister or daughter to me, and as someone who cares truly about her, I say Evan Buckley, if she ever comes to my home, crying about something stupid you did, I will find you. Or I’ll let Christopher find you” he threatened, knowing Buck would fight Eddie back, but he wouldn’t dare hurt Christopher. “I understand Eddie, I don’t wanna hurt Y/n anymore than she’s already been hurt..she’s dealt with a lot in her life and I just wanna make the life we have left better for her in any way that I can” Buck said honestly fiddling with his fingers “I trust you. But remember what I said” Eddie warned before resting his hand on Buck’s shoulder “now, how about we go get our own lunch to celebrate your new relationship” he smiled pushing Buck playfully before grabbing his keys “fine, but only because hearing Y/n talk about the food her and Chris are getting made me hungry” Buck agreed smiling standing up making his way to the shoe rack.

dependable ace ☆ ushijima wakatoshi x reader

synopsis: when reader develops a fever after training camp ends, she quickly realizes why ushijima is a dependable ace—just in a different way. details: fluff, sickfic, ~1.3k words, f! reader, relationship leaning toward romantic. warnings: none, other than this isn't proofread lol. also what's with me putting my readers through sickness in my shiratorizawa fics...

It was rather unfortunate that you developed a fever on the last day of the team’s training camp. 

With the inter-high tournament approaching rather quickly, you wondered if the stress and exhaustion from keeping up with the team had finally caught up to you. Then again, you didn’t exactly have the best immune system to begin with.

That morning, you were still fast asleep in your assigned room as everyone prepared to leave. Goshiki had knocked on your door, asking if you were alright. All you could do was hum weakly in response.

At some point, more voices started to appear from different directions. You assumed the coaches and the other members had come to check in on you, but their words just blurred together.

However, one voice cuts through the fog with startling clarity.

“She is not feeling well. What should we do?”

You force yourself to open your eyes. Multiple blinks later, Ushijima’s face finally comes into focus. For a moment, you wonder if it’s a fever dream—there’s something different about his usually stoic expression. It’s much…softer.

The chatter of the team fades into background noise as you focus on the team’s ace. Something about him just keeps you grounded in all the haze.

Your breath hitches when he suddenly makes eye contact with you and calls your name.

“Can you understand what I am saying? Would it be alright for me to carry you to the bus?”

Carry me?

You blink at him, nodding slowly. There’s not much you can do about it anyway—it feels like a hundred bricks are weighing your body down.

Someone gently peels your blanket away and Ushijima squats down in front of you.

“How should I carry her?” He looks at the rest of the team for help. Suggestions are thrown around, but in the end, everyone agrees that the best way is to ask you.

The thing is, you don’t know the answer to his question. 

You take a few deep breaths to think. As your eyes wander, you notice the sunlight slowly creeping across the room, nearly reaching your futon. Some of it shines on Ushijima, bathing him in an ethereal glow.

In your feverish delirium, you blurt out the first thing that comes to mind. “Doesn’t matter…I trust you.”

The world seems to stop as the words leave your mouth. His eyes widen a fraction before he nods once, resolute. “Alright.”

He slowly moves forward to pick you up, his movements careful. You try your best to be helpful, adjusting yourself when he slides one arm under your knees and the other under your back.

“Ah, bridal style.” You hear a snicker from somewhere. “Not bad, Wakatoshi-kun.”

As Ushijima pulls you securely to his chest, you feel the rumble of his voice. “Bridal style? Then…is this inappropriate?”

“No, no, that’s just what it’s called. Don’t worry, lots of people do it, not just married couples.”

“Ah. I see.”

You glance up at his face, taking in the solid line of his jaw and his calm, focused expression. For a fleeting moment, the thought of being Ushijima’s bride runs through your mind. How lucky his future wife would be…

The thought lingers longer than it should, but your imagination is cut short when Ushijima lifts you effortlessly. The sudden motion and slight shift in your orientation make your head spin, drawing a soft groan from your lips. Instinctively, your hands reach out to steady yourself.

Ushijima stiffens for a brief second, and you realize that your arms are wrapped around his neck.

Although you’re pretty sure your entire body is a furnace, you feel more heat rise to your face. Thankfully, no one comments on what you did.

“Her body temperature is very high. We should move fast so she can recover as soon as possible.” 

He directs the rest of the team, following a clear, continuous train of thought. You hear something about retrieving your belongings, checking for forgotten items, tidying up the room, things to buy at the convenience store, and lots more you can no longer process.

At some point, you nod off. It’s the absence of his deep voice that jolts you awake, just as he starts walking out of the room. 

You shift in his hold, braving another glance at his face. He notices and returns your gaze, but none of you say anything for a while.

(And well, it might be better not to, since he’s about to descend the staircase.)

It’s rare for someone to be carried by the Ushijima Wakatoshi, so you try to etch this memory in your mind forever. You focus on his strong arms and how they have not wavered once since he lifted you. 

When he reaches the parking lot, the cold morning breeze hits you. You involuntarily shiver, wishing you had worn your team jacket. 

“You are cold,” Ushijima comments. “Even though your body temperature is rather high.”

“Y-Yeah. That’s how a f-fever works,” you chuckle at his observation. You can’t help but pull yourself closer to him, arms tightening around his neck. “S-Sorry.”

“You do not need to apologize.” He continues walking and the bus quickly comes into view. A pang of disappointment hits when you realize that this moment with him will soon end.

As he brings you onto the bus, you tense at the temperature. A chill runs up your spine as you realize the air conditioning is at full blast. A shaky breath is all you can manage when Ushijima looks at you with…great concern.

“Tendou told me that cuddling increases body heat. Would that help you?”

You freeze, rendered absolutely speechless at his offer. “W-what?”

“He said that it makes a cold person feel better. Do you agree?”

You cannot bear another second dealing with your body’s baffling thermoregulation. At the same time, you want to fulfill a selfish wish to keep him closer to you for as long as possible.

“Yes,” you respond with no hesitation, sucking in a breath.

Ushijima nods at your consent. As he takes the paired seat in front, he gently lays you down next to him. To your surprise, he takes off his team jacket and silently offers it to you.

The generous action nearly makes you swoon. You thank him softly with a promise to return it later.

Ushjima waits patiently until you finish putting his jacket on. As expected, it’s quite big, but you’re just grateful for the extra layer over your pajamas.

“How would you like to...” There’s a tinge of uncertainty in his voice that you’ve never heard before. You can’t help but grin at how endearing he is.

“Um…” You turn towards him, shifting a little closer. Initiating the contact is a lot more daunting than you thought. Slowly, you lift your legs to rest them over his thighs. Then, you lean into him and wrap your arms around his torso.

“Is this okay?” Your voice comes out a little breathless. “If it’s uncomfortable, I can-”

“I am fine with this.” Ushijima responds, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows. “Would you like me to do anything else?”

His earnest desire to make you feel better tugs at your heart. “You can wrap your arms around me too.”

Ushijima hesitates for a moment, unsure of where to place his arms. You guide him gently, adjusting until the two of you settle into a comfortable embrace.

You close your eyes, sighing in content as his warmth finally envelops you. Throwing caution to the wind, you rest your head on Ushijima’s broad chest. The steady rhythm of its rise and fall is relaxing. 

“I feel better,” you mutter.

“I am thankful that is so.”

Would Washijo-sensei kill you if he sees this? Whatever, you can always blame it on the fever.

As the seconds pass by, you start to hear the thumps of his heartbeat. The rate is a little rapid, but you suppose it’s because he just spent the past few minutes carrying you. It doesn’t matter though, it’s soothing either way.

Before falling into slumber, you hear him speak in a low voice. “Thank you for your trust in me.”

“Of course, Ushijima-san,” You whisper in response. “You really are the dependable ace.”

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Foaming at the mouth....

I would hide in the mountains of Mexico with you mi amor 🫶🏼

NO STRINGS ATTACHED

A Wolffe x F!Reader Enemies to Lovers Fic

Summary: As the owner of 79's, you thought you'd be used to dealing with clones by now -- but nothing prepared you for the arrogant, infuriating Commander Wolffe and his apparent personal mission to piss you off. When the two of you somehow find yourselves in an enemies-with-benefits situation, you swear that it's nothing but a physical release of all the frustration he causes you. It's casual. It's convenient. It's completly inconsequential. For the most part.

Series Tags/Warnings: Rated E (18+ only), enemies to lovers, sexual tension, eventual smut, hatefucking, slow burn, denial of feelings, verbal harassment from a stranger, alcohol, jealousy

Chapter 1: Whiskey Sours

Chapter 2: Bitters

Chapter 3: On the Rocks

Chapter 4: Bloody Mary

Chapter 5: Fireball

Chapter 6: Hair of the Dog

Chapter 7: Dry Wine

Chapter 8: Painkiller

Chapter 9: Shaken

Chapter 10: Flip Cup

Chapter 11: Hammered

Chapter 12: Jello Shots

Chapter 13: Body Shot

Chapter 14: Thirsty

Chapter 15: Absinthe

Chapter 16: Bleeding Heart

Chapter 17: Hungover

Chapter 18: Shot for Shot (part 1) (part 2)

Chapter 19: Intoxicating

Chapter 20: Chaser

Chapter 21: Tequila Sunrise

Epilogue: Last Call

Q&A:

Question and answer list (AO3)

Cocktails from the fic

Q&A tag

Drabbles and One-Shots:

One Little Hang-Up (holiday oneshot)

"Put your datapad away and come cuddle with me."

"I'll kiss you to prove I don't have feelings for you..."

"Just kiss me."

Kissing your lover's tears away

Maid of Honour and Best Man getting heated

"You're my path."

Your lover kissing your knuckles to comfort you

"We'll always be alright, you and me..."

Additional:

🎵 Official playlist 🎵

Catch-all and inspo tag

Director's Commentary: Chapter 8

Director's Commentary: Fun Facts

79's info sheet

SWEET DREAM

< osamu miya x reader >

Summary: Being a manager for the Inazarki volleyball club wasn't easy, especially dealing with their chaos. They had made great friends because of it and had caught some attention as well, especially from Miya Osamu. For him, having a crush on the manager isn't ideal but it wasn't anything that he can control. The worst thing about it, watching your crush already be in a relationship with your teammate.

Genre: friends to lovers, angst, drama, fluff

Warnings: Swearing, yelling, teasing, suggestive themes.

Tags: open

CHAPTER ELEVEN

< chapter ten || materlist || chapter twelve >

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off limits

Kuroo Tetsurou x reader | smut

Warnings: nsfw!, mdni, Bokuto has a sister, Kuroo Tetsurou x Bokuto's sister! reader

@ anni says: just a small self indulgent drabble. enjoy!

word count: 262

She was off limits

Explicitly off limits.

Then why does the softness of her plump thighs feel so damn good? So much better than the other girls?

There he was, groaning inside her mouth, dry humping his erection -- straining inside the pajama pants -- against her lacy clothed pussy, her nightgown pooling in her waist.

One hand holding her thigh by the back of her knee, slightly raising up to angle her even better.

Her tiny little whimpers being merciless devoured by his mouth.

Everything so erotic that gets so easy to forget how forbidden she is.

Or the forbidden makes it even more erotic?

A couple of hours ago he was with his best friend, playing videogames in the living room and binge watching some anime.

How did he end up in his best friend's sister's bed? Again?

He could hear the scolding voice of Koutarou somewhere in the back of his mind -- that one time he eyed her legs a little too much -- but the thought got completely obliterated by the way she moaned-whispered his name

“Tetsu— I need you”

You said needy, borderline indecent, your lips close to his lips, a thin line of saliva connecting them,

and how could he even deny anything to you when his dick almost gain life when you plead like that?

He just hopes Bokuto never dream about this obscenity. But even if he finds out, he doubt he'll regret.

Is he thinking with his cock? Maybe.

but he'd be damned if he doesn't give what you need now.

Joining Star Wars Tumblr with a banger 🫶

Hi! I am Mayo, a history student who watched her first proper Star Wars in October last year. I’m an artist who is mostly active on Twitter, but my friends have recommended spreading to Tumblr aswel. (I have no idea how this app works…)

My interests are Dathomir (specifically the Nightbrothers (specifically Maul and Feral)), Clones, droids, Ithorians and men who eat cereal. Next to canon characters, I also like to draw my own OCs. I will definitely show them on here from time to time. As a side quest I am also creating my own Dathomirian clan. 💛

My most iconic art are probably these silly looking clones. They are still a work in progress. (For my twitter followers: I have tanned their skin a bit more. I forgot I had my blue light filter on and got jumpscared earlier).

she stomp she stomp she do the Grizzer stomp!

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press start! — bonus #2

after spending almost a whole year on academic probation, you’re finally allowed to start your position as a manager for the nekoma boys volleyball team. you’re determined to stay focused on your team and academics, but things get a bit difficult when a certain middle blocker makes his way into your life

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a/n: ahhh icb press start is already over 🤧 thank you all to everyone who read this series and to everyone who took time to send such sweet messages 🫶

a/n 2: also yes this is 100% self indulgent for my love for kuroo tetsurou

bed chem ━━━ iwaizumi hajime

04. rise and grind

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summary. when an unfortunate incident kicks you out of your university and risks your reputation as one of the top figures skater in the country, you find your place in sendai. but when you discover they only have one rink, designated to their a-league hockey team, your chance at a comeback slips from your grasp. your only in is with the captain of the hockey team. the issue with that? he couldn’t care less who you are.

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