Every time I see s4e9 when Daichi has that anxiety dream, I think about Incubus dream demon Kuroo visiting him every night expecting to give Dai sexy dreams while he has his wicked way with him, but when he gets there Dai's in the middle of these
anxiety dreams, brow furrowed, tossing and turning while imagining failing a test or the gym floor falling apart from rotten wood so they can't practice for months of repairs, or a new teacher arrives and takes over his favorite class so it's not fun anymore, or there's a mix-up
and he can't graduate, or he's being chased by a dog for some reason, or he makes a cake for his little brother's birthday and accidentally uses salt instead of sugar, etc etc. And Kuroo watches these, which reveal how kind and earnest and hardworking this guy is, and he can't
help falling for this wonderful man? Yes, Kuroo's an Incubus, and yes he very much wants to do all kinds of lustful, tawdry things with Daichi, but he's also enamoured with him in this wholesome way that he's never experienced before? So when he arrives and Daichi's struggling
with another anxiety dream, Kuroo just curls up beside him and rids the dreams of their unwanted elements so they turn warm and happy and Daichi's body relaxes and sometimes he even smiles a bit while he has the best sleep he's ever had. Kuroo's heart is light and airy just
watching over him like this, but each morning he leaves so /hungry./ But what else can he do? Humans can't see him unless they become addicted to his sexual powers--which corrupts their soul and eventually leads to their demise. He can't have Daichi go through anything like that!
But one night in Daichi's dreams, Kuroo sees him getting coffee at a shop, and talking to--flirting with!--the barista there, an attractive man that Kuroo's never seen before. Perhaps someone from Daichi's imagination? He's dreaming of meeting someone, and oh--he's getting their
contact number. Huh. So he... likes that kind of thing? Wants to go on dates?
The thought leads Kuroo to an idea. Maybe he could... insert /himself/ in Daichi's dreams? Take him on dates, get to know him? Maybe Daichi would enjoy his company, too? Kuroo grins, eager to try it.
With any luck, Daichi might remember him when he wakes up, start looking for him? Maybe they can fall in love in dreams, and that feeling could translate to reality--maybe one day Daichi could even see him when he's awake! Meet him for real, but without the danger of addiction.
Stranger things have happened right?
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Idk I just love this idea of love bridging the gap between reality and the supernatural, and why not find a way for a human and a sex!demon dreamweaver to live happily ever after?
osamu's dick hits just right and kiyoomi groans into the mattress, pillowcase between his teeth. his phone rings and he reaches to silence the noise but osamu smacks the back of his hand and picks it up himself, thrusts never faltering.
"toya. 'sup?" osamu grunts, tucking the phone against his ear so he can cage kiyoomi on the bed and grind his full length all the way in, /deep./
kiyoomi mewls desperately, back arched and shuddering under him.
"yeah..." osamu sighs into kiyo's neck. "he can't talk right now."
osamu circles his hips and kiyoomi's hands clench into the blankets, whines muffled by the pillowcase.
"crammin' for a test," osamu grins, snapping his hips in successive shallow thrusts. "been at it fer hours now, think he's prob'ly almost there..."
Since they started dating 5 months ago, Osamu has gone on about 47 dates with Kiyoomi. He keeps track of them in his secret pocket calendar that he hides in his work apron pocket by day and tucks under his pillow at night.
If anyone ever found it? He'd die a /thousand deaths/ of humiliation. But he's so head over heels for Kiyoomi he can't stop himself from chronicling their romance one date at a time—he gets all flushed and fidgety to flip through the months and see all the days with red hearts
drawn around them, and the little notes he adds after each date:
* 🍙 if they ate food
* 📽️ if they went to the movies
* 🌳 if they enjoyed the outdoors
* 🍙 AND a 🌳 if they had a picnic
* 🏐 if he watches one of Kiyoomi's matches, and
*🍵 if Kiyoomi comes over after to cuddle
"Where exactly are you taking me?" Kiyoomi's brows scrunch in the middle of his forehead, watching Atsumu humming in their closet while picking out outfits for them to wear.
"Yer gonna love it, don't worry," Atsumu chuckles. He holds up an old navy blue ringer t-shirt, and grins before tossing it onto the bed.
Kiyoomi eyes the two pairs of jeans already laid out on the quilt and can't help frowning when Atsumu comes out holding two pairs of Chucks,
Kiyoomi's white classics and Atsumu's high-top reds. Atsumu brings him a burgundy and white striped polo shirt, seeming very pleased with himself. Kiyoomi takes it to be polite, but the uber casual ensembles raise some red flags about what's in store for that evening.
Thread fic for #atsuhina#侑日日和 event, Day 2: Fantasy AU ✨🧜♂️ (#nsfw, semi-public sex, mer!people)
Miya Atsumu /loves/ the water.
Hinata hasn't been dating Atsumu that long, but he already knows this truth - Atsumu is at home in the water in a way he's never seen before.
It's wasteful, actually, how long Atsumu takes in the locker room showers, humming and grooming himself unhurriedly under the warm spray
while the rest of MSBY typically gets in and gets out without any fuss.
Atsumu's locker has shampoo and conditioner, two kinds of bodywash, a loofah, sponge, and washcloth, and a moisturizing body oil he finishes with while wet from head to toe. Once patted dry with his towel,
#nsfw#omigiri#osaomi college roommates, established relationship, stress relief, a lil romance, explicit sex, piercings.
"Goodnight," Osamu whispers, pressing a kiss into Kiyoomi's temple and briefly squeezing the back of his neck before disappearing into their bedroom.
Kiyoomi's brows smoosh a wrinkle into the middle of his forehead. He watches him go from his seat at the study table amid the pile of textbooks with color-coded tabs along the edges and stacks of articles he printed at the library set on top of all his research notebooks.
He checks his watch. It's only 8:00pm?? Pretty early for Osamu to turn in, even if his shift the next day at the bakery starts before the crack of dawn.
Kiyoomi humphs and decides /no/, he's not lonely in the slightest. It's better if he's alone to focus because he only has
#atsuhina#nsfw blowing off steam in the Olympic Village, crashing into their room and finding the nearest wall for some grinding and frot while they makeout. They're loud and very into it when they hear someone else fucking right next door on the other side of the wall. They
get super turned on by this and strip their pants immediately. Atsumu slides down the wall so Hinata can get in his lap and they continue from there, panting and twining fingers together to get Hinata ready.
The other couple is getting louder and more frantic, and Atsumu
spreads Hinata out on the floor and starts fucking him, trying to be gentle and romantic about it but Hinata bites his neck and gives him that /look/. Atsumu bends Hinata's ankles back to his ears and just rails him good, Hinata crying out, head thrown back in ecstasy, giving