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āHappy domestic life is like a beautiful summer's evening; the heart is filled with peace; and everything around derives a peculiar glory.ā
ā Hans Christian Andersen
COLLAB MASTERLIST: will be posted as soon as i receive entries!
STATUS: ONGOING/ACCEPTING WRITERS
ABOUT THE COLLAB:
as a form of celebration for hitting my first milestone (š„³) and a token of gratitude to everyone who has showed and/or continues to show love to my works, i present to you: my very first writing collab!
ā„ļø heart at home ā„ļø features living the domestic life with haikyuu, jjk, and aot characters. whether it's cooking dinner with osamu, doing household chores with levi, or even raising a family with gojo, it's up to you! as long as it's somehow related to domesticity, it's all good ā”Ģ
(sidenote: this was originally for haikyuu characters alone, but i added two more fandoms so hopefully more people decide to join!)
WHAT ARE THE RULES?
this collab is strictly for haikyuu, jjk, and aot fandoms.
only written works are accepted as of this time.
entries must be between sfw-suggestive (slight to moderate) only; no nsfw or explicit content are allowed. no heavy angst or related themes (a little pain is fine). poly relationships are cool. please make sure to indicate appropriate tags in your work.
any writing style or format is okay; minimum word count for drabbles is 250 words.
repeated characters are fine but with the maximum limit of three (3). after that, you may still submit an entry but it should be for a different character.
multiple entries are allowed; no anonymous entries!
if you'd like to change your previously selected character or withdraw your entry, please make sure to give me a heads up by sending me an ask so i can modify the masterlist accordingly.
WHO CAN JOIN?
anyone! neither your writing experience nor follower count matters in this collab. as long as you abide by the rules above, you're more than welcome to join!
WHEN IS THE DEADLINE?
there is currently no hard deadline for entries and writing submissions! however, if anything changes, i'll make sure to announce it on my blog. if you're not following me, feel free to check back in here as i'll put the announcement here as well.
if you still want a soft deadline, it'll be january 31st, 2023.
HOW TO JOIN?
kindly send me an ask with the character/s you've decided to write for and from which blog your submission will be posted. i ask for your patience in terms of response. feel free to include the domestic task you've selected to write. (e.g. hi, iād like to join your collab! iām planning to write timeskip!oikawa x gn! reader who are first time parents.)
reblog this post once your entry has been added to the masterlist. this is required.
once you finish writing, make sure to tag me, link this post, and tag your entry with #ā„ļø heart at home ā„ļø collab (feel free to copy and paste this so it's tagged correctly!)
PROMPTS:
need some domestic prompts to help you get started? feel free to check out the list below! all credits go to the rightful owners. please make sure to visit their blogs first for rules and whatnot if you were to use any of these prompts.
10 domestic dialogue prompts
10 more domestic dialogue prompts
delightful domestic dialogue
domestic prompts
domestic/relationship situation prompts that make my heart warm
miya atsumu as your older brother's best friend. he was always at your house, half the time annoying you with his lame jokes. always poking fun at each other, making sarcastic remarks and such. neither you or him ever missed a chance to mess with each other. what you didn't expect is your bond to grow stronger and push you closer as you grow up, realizing your feelings slowly. everyone beside the two of you knowing of your feelings.
suna rintaro as the childhood best friend you always bantered with, never missing a chance to make fun of each other. throughout the years you grew apart a bit, but still making good friends. it mainly happened because suna realized his feeling not soon after both of you graduated and didn't want to give himself false hope with your secure friendship. little did he know, he was always your crush. you even wrote about him in your diary as a kid.
oikawa tooru as the hot guy you see at the airport. you certainly didn't look your best, because you didn't expect to see such someone before boarding your flight. you couldn't take your eyes off his mesmerizing looks, it was something he immediately noticed. at first he just smiled to himself about it, but he soon found himself glancing back at you. you quickly became each other's airport crushes that you gushed to your friends about in text.
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almost halfway to reaching my first milestone! would anyone be interested in joining a sfw-suggestive collab if i decide to host one? itāll strictly be for haikyÅ«! hint: domesticity
pls lmk by commenting or sending me an ask or at least rb to boost >:(
angelās note āø first fic in ages lmao rly short but i hope u enjoy <3
suna thinks he doesnāt know what love is.
itās still early in the morning when suna wakes from his slumber. heās the first one to. blinking away the sleep, he realizes the room heās in isnāt his; itās yours, and he spent the night.
outside, the breeze is faint, birds are chirping, and sunlight streams inside through the crack of the curtains, casting your bedroom in a soft, angelic glow.
suna thinks he doesnāt know what love is. but then his eyes land on your sleeping form, clad in nothing but a shirtāhis shirt. and he thinks, he loves the sight.
you stir a little, and suna reaches out to move the hair from your faceāan action he canāt help, and neither can he help the smile that spreads on his lips.
āhmm, rin?ā rin. your voice laced with sleep, a bit raspy, but itās sweet nonetheless. rin. he loves the way his name rolls off your tongue. his nickname so effortlessly casual, secretly reserved for you, and he loves that fact, also.
suna sits up to stretch, yawning in the process. āgāmorninā.ā his own voice is still slightly gruff, too. it makes you shy, and you hug your pillow a little tighter, hiding away your face from him.
āmorning.ā your reply comes out muffled, and suna chuckles, because he knows you always get a little nervous the morning after.
silence embraces you, and the two of you bask in the peaceful moment. itās quiet, except for the rustling of your fluffy comforter. you peek from behind your pillow to see what sunaās doing. oh, heās just getting a bit more comfortable. that sets your heart at ease; you donāt want this moment to end just yet.
even though your face is still mostly obscured by the pillow, he glances down at you, but youāre already eyeing him, so he holds your stare. he is really handsome, you think, with his dark, messy hair, tired eyes, and shirtless back leaning against your headboard. and then he grins at you, and you feel itās unfair. heās perfect, unfairly so, and you hate him for it.
but suna grins, because itās you, and he loves you. heās in love with you.
so, maybe suna does know what love is. when youāre around, love is in all the little things.
just wondering if youād think yuuta would be jealous of the first years getting too comfy with s/o like maybe one time s/o called out āyuuā both yuuji & yuuta respond & theyāre like ššš
youāre sweet, itās yuutaās favorite thing about youāa little too sweet at times, but itās lovable all the same. and yuuta has grown some, heās not as much of the timid young boy as he used to be. fighting curses and seeing the things he has and training as vigorously as he does is enough to toughen anyone up, and heās no exception. but still, heās always remained your kind, sweet, sensitive little yuuta deep down.
and then thereās yuji. yuji is too perfect for his own good. heās too easy to befriend, too easy to trust, too easy to grow fond of, and too easy to love.
heās kind, sweet, sensitive, and magnetic. now thatās a deadly combination if heās ever seen one, and if the way your eyes brighten when you see yuji is anything to base it off of, yuuta would say you think so too.
āyuu,ā you call out, a small grin on your face as you approach yuuta and the pink-haired boy beside him, and when both of their heads snap to your direction, yuuta canāt help but feel his stomach churn. āoh,ā you pause, blinking for a moment before giggling, āi meant him,ā you point to yuuta.
heās a tad bit relieved that itās him youāre looking for, or he thinks the churning in his stomach would be infinitely worse. but then yuji smiles bashfully, looks down and lets out a nervous chuckle as he blushes, and then yuutaās fists clench just a little.
yuji seems rather fond of you, fond enough that it makes yuutaās heart plummetāand truth be told, it also makes his blood boil just a little.
āoops,ā his younger classmate huffs out a soft laugh, āguess i got ahead of myself there,ā he murmurs.
āaww, yuji,ā you tease, and much to yuutaās horror, youāre reaching over to pinch itadoriās cheek, and heās left to wonderāwhen had you gotten so comfortable that causal touches were a part of the norm? āif you want a nickname you can just say so.ā
āthatās not what i meant,ā itadori mumbles shyly. āi justā¦you knowā¦yuji? yuu? i thought it was for me for a second there.ā
āit was for yuuta. for me,ā yuuta cuts in, and he has to dig his nails into his palm as he clenches his fists, watching you smile gently to itadori. itās okay, your expression reads, almost like youāre reassuring the boyābut itās not okay.
your yuu is himāyuuta. not yuji. youāre here for him, to see him, to smile at him and grab his hand and tug him along as he follows. but youāre staring at itadori fondly, and itās starting to hurt just a little.
āwell we canāt both be yuu,ā itadori laughs good-naturedly, and if he wasnāt such a gentle soul, yuuta wonders if heād hate the boy. but thereās no hating itadori yujiāheās much too good deep in his soul to be hated. āiāll leave you two alone then,ā he hums, patting your head with a happy smile before heās off.
the touch isnāt even to him, but yuuta feels his skin burn, prickling at every inch as his heart drops.
you turn to him, beaming as your arms nestle their way around his neck, and even if not enough, thereās still some comfort in the action.
āhi baby,ā you murmur, pressing a soft peck to his jaw, āi was looking for you.ā
and this is sillyāthis is small, and not that big of a deal, and not even your fault, but yuuta canāt help the doubts that slowly plague his mind. he canāt fight the voices that hunch over his back and whisper into his ear, drowning out the sound of your voice before you can make it all better.
āme?ā he asks, and thereās an edge to his voice that almost says he doesnāt believe you. your brows furrow just a little, your hand sliding to cup his cheek and tilt his face to look at you better.
āyes you, silly,ā you huff out a small laugh, āwho else?ā
yuuta wants to mutter that evidently, it could seem like a certain someone, but he doesnāt have the heart to ever be grouchy with you. so he swallows his insecurities, tries to bury them in the deepest of crevices in his mind so they wonāt be dug up againābut itās like heās digging into concrete, and the ground is too tough, just wonāt break to let him shove his feelings down.
āno one,ā he mumbles, not meeting your eyes.
and if you decided one day that itadori yuji was the boy of your dreams, that he was the one who could paint your skies and hang the stars just how youād like them, yuuta doesnāt think heād be surprised. if itadori is a swirl of vivid shades, colors that could brighten your world and bring you to lifeāyuuta thinks he pales in comparison, dim hues muddled together that could never show you the world through scenery as breathtaking.
but then your thumb trails over his cheek, tracing the soft curve of his face before hooking under his chin and pulling his face a little closer. he settles for looking at your lips, not yet ready to meet your gaze.
āwhatās wrong, baby? whatās got you so down, hmm?ā your voice is concerned, a soft breath that rolls off your tongue and soothes over the aches, placating them so easilyābut heās left to wonder: how long?
how long can you keep up the facade that heās enough for you to happily crave more and more of? how long can you keep looking him in the eyes and getting lost in their depths? how long before enough is simply not enough any longer?
he doesnāt voice his concerns. ānothing,ā he shrugs instead. āwhat are youāā
ādonāt say nothing,ā you sigh quietly, and by now, your hand has wandered past his shoulder to bury into his hair, scratching at his scalp gently as you twirl the strands of dark locks around your fingers. āit canāt be nothing, you know. no one knows you better than me,ā you say with a sense of pride in your voice.
thereās a small bit of hope in thatāa small part of him that revels in the victory of knowing youāre prideful that you see past him and catch glimpses no one else can. so he lets himself be vulnerable with youābecause even with his doubts, heās still youāre kind, sweet, sensitive little yuuta.
ājustā¦didnāt know you and itadori knew each other so well,ā he finally mumbles. itās silent for a moment, and yuuta starts to accept that maybe youāre going to say what he knows is inevitably coming after all.
anyone would love to know itadori yuji like thatāwhy should you be an exception?
yuuta wishes it was before he fell so hopelessly for you, wishes it was before the sound of your laugh was a melody he knew by heartāitād hurt less, it wouldnāt make his lip wobble the way itās wobbling right now.
āoh, baby,ā you chuckle, cupping his face with both your hands, squeezing them together as you pull his forehead to yours, āyou donāt have to be jealous. heās just yuji.ā
you offer him a sweet smile and eyes full of light, and he offers you a teary-eyed tilt of his head in confusion.
ābutāā
ābut youāre yuuta. youāre my yuu,ā you whisper against his mouth, breath fanning over his skin before you press a delicate peck onto his lips. itās short, a little too quick for his liking, but it makes him shiver nonetheless. āand i love you, my pretty boy.ā
one more peck to his lip, then two, and then youāre kissing him deeply, grabbing his hands and guiding them to your hips before your arms wrap around his neck once more. he pulls you closer on instinct, and even if yuuta sees himself a muddle of colors, he feels bright hues seep through your lips and color him newāand itās enough.
he thinks itās enough, even if just for now.
āyou were looking for me?ā he asks breathlessly one more time as he pulls away, just to be sure. you watch as his eyes lighten a shade as you nod, smiling when his arms wrap impossibly tighter around you.
āof course, i was,ā you press a kiss to his jaw, āwho else?ā
canāt stop thinking about eren having the bitchiest attitude when heās out in public but the complete opposite when in private. like when you two hang out with friends heāll just have a sour face, barely speaking except for when you say something, you can see his expression soften a bit. always with an arm around your shoulder or a hand on your thigh to show the smallest bit of affection. however, when you two get home this man is a puppy, so needy for all of your attention. ābaby pleeeease come sit with meā āiām gonna start crying if you donāt come take a shower with meā āwhy wonāt you let me help make dinner, i promise the food wonāt catch on fire this timeā heāll whine until you break, eren just wants to be around you 24/7.
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your best friend takes you up on your offer and puts you in your place ācus you just canāt seem to shut up.
character āø satoru gojo
wc āø 0.8k
contains āø nsfw / fem!reader / virgin!reader / bratty sub!reader / mean dom!gojo / dubcon / petname (good girl) / slight choking / slight dacryphilia (?) / brat taming / fingering / implied virginity loss / slight overstimulation / begging / all characters are 18+ / mdni
itās nearing midnight when youāre hanging out with your best friend. laying in his bed and listening to gojo as heās been talking your ear off, bragging about how easy he bagged a girl, you canāt help but roll your eyes for the nth time this night. āsatoru, shut up,ā you groan, āi donāt care about your latest fuck.ā you stop scrolling through your phone after you hear him scoff, but ultimately decides to keep his mouth shut.
you feel like messing with him a little. āsatoru,ā you begin, waiting before you carry on to see if you have his attention.
āhmm?ā he doesnāt face you, playing with his own phone instead.
you continue, āhave you ever even made a girl come before?ā
gojo stops in his tracks. after a pause, he turns to look at you incredulously. āyou fuckinā with me?ā he sounds unamused.
āsorry. hit a nerve?ā you offer him a small, apologetic smile, but he sees right through you.
with a pointed look, he decides to play along for a little. āwhat gives?ā
you act like youāre pondering, shrugging your shoulders eventually, ādunno. you jusā seem like it. like, all talk, yāknow.ā gojo keeps his eyes on you but doesnāt say anything. this motivates you to push his buttons even more. āmaybe i need to see it for myself,ā you drawl, and a giggle escapes your lips.
ādonāt push it, y/n,ā gojo warns you, but you disregard his warning.
āsa. to. ruu,ā you taunt back instead.
āy/n.ā heās being serious.
you falter for a second, but the devil on your right shoulder convinces you, whatās he gonna do?
āmaybe you should fuck me. just for proof, of course.ā
āoh?ā his voice lowers an octave.
you shoot him the most innocent smile you could fake. āyou wonāt do it, though.ā
āām getting real fed up with your shit, y/n.ā he stands up from his desk chair, and, in two strides, heās standing at the foot of his bed.
āsatāā a gasp leaves your lips as gojo cuts you off by roughly grasping your ankles, pulling you close to him. heās towering over you, both hands on either side of your head now, successfully caging you in. the bed dips lightly as he places one knee next to your thigh.
ātalkinā so much shit for a damn virgin.ā
.ć»ććć»
now heās two fingers in, moving agonizingly slow. he tells you he wants to be gentle with you, that heās doing it for you. and youāre under him, a crying, whimpering mess, taking what he gives you. but you know heās lying, and he proves it to you. he is so mean.
you open your mouth to speak, but heās faster than you. āmaybe this will shut you up, since you always got somethinā to say, huh?ā his hand moves up to your neck. swift fingers apply light pressure to the sides of your neck, effectively blocking your blood flow. āsatoru, shut up. satoru, ever made a girl come? satoru, fuck me.ā heās mocking you. with every sentence, his hold gets a little tighter until he finally lets go of you. tears threaten your waterline as you gasp for air. he pays you no mind, though, even if youāre glaring at him. as you calm down from your small coughing fit, he abruptly stops his ministrations, making you wail out in frustration at the sudden lack of pleasure. you try to buck your hips but to no avail. his free hand holds you in place. when he feels youāve stopped trying, he shifts his hand to let his thumb rest on your clit, yet not with enough pressure for you to feel something.
heās looking down on you. āsay it then. say my name again.ā
āā¦ sat-satoruā¦ā you whine, tears fall freely down your cheeks, and a pout forms on your pretty lips.
āfuck,ā he lets out a low groan. āhad so much to say earlier. what happened to that big mouth of yours, huh?ā all you can let out are small whimpers, and at the lack of response, he lets out a displeased hum. āhey. cāmon, say somethingā¦ tell me youāre sorry.ā
you can only mewl, ānoā¦ no.ā
āfucking brat,ā he spits, fingers start to move again, and his thumb is rubbing soft circles on your clit. still slow, but with the added pressure, youāre seeing stars. ābeg. be a good girl for once. do it for me, and beg. then maybe, iāll fuck you properly, yeah?ā
you give in. āsatoru, please. sorry, iām sorry, please?ā youāre babbling, sentences becoming incoherent.
he grins, satisfied with your pleas. ānot so hard, was it now? good girl.ā
this new tattoo of yours, it made him a lot moreā¦ possessive
like his initials are tattooed on your body
had to satisfy the need to show off youāre his
but since your tat had to heal
he had to keep his lips from attacking yours
had to keep ām busy a different way
he unlocked a marking kink lol
theyād be on your collarbone, neck, tits. everywhere at anytime, ācus if he saw your lips for even one second, heād be on ām
and we canāt have that :(
even though they look so kissable rn
need your pretty lips to heal for him
still, heās so impatient pls
everyday heāll ask if your tattoo is healed yet
stopped asking after a while
then one day you just
pulled him in for a kiss
which led to a rough make-out sesh, ācus itās been too long :(
heās breathing so hard, āfuck. missed these pretty lips on mine.ā <3
expect a buuuuunch of rough kisses ān make-out sessions
after fuckinā heāll always ask you to show him.
ālemme see, baby.ā
but youāre just a bit too fucked out slow :(
and eren is a meanie, heās too impatient
so heāll just do it for you
cups your face and brings his thumb to your bottom lip. heās secretly a softie gently caresses your lip before pulling it down to see the tattoo of his initials
lets out a small āfuckā every time he sees it
heād get hard again :)
loves to see smudged lipstick on your swollen lips
heās obsessed with your lips now if you havenāt noticed
