#. character // kentarou kyoutani

[plooto]

Imagine being kyotani's gf but also oikawa's sister? omg I love

gods y’dont know how excited i am !!! ooooo

-> i feel like it would be so subtle to everyone that you’re dating

-> it would probably be kyo who opt for a quiet relationship .

you felt a tap on your uniform skirt . you turned your head to look up at your new boyfriend.

“ don’ be so nervous. if it makes you feel better we can keep quiet about it. ” he sees the gears turning in your head ,

“ i don’ wanna hear his bickering neither. ” finding a way to say it’s not him, but he does it for you , placing his arm on your head and waits until you smile to remove it.

-> you go on little picnic dates when touru and iwaizumi “hang out”

-> haijime definitely know you two are dating and forces your older brother to come to his house to tutor him on something from last year oikawa doesn’t notice.

“ yn, i’m going to iwai’s house fro tutoring again, don’t stay up too late okay? ” you nod, waving to iwaizumi as he gives you a knowing grin.

minutes later, when iwai has texted you that you can go now, you call kyo who is already on his way with his motorcycle.

“ yeah? okay i’m around the corner, i’ve got your helmet so just wear something warm okay? ”

-> kyo is definitely a ‘ bad influence ’.

-> sneaking out at odd hours of the night just to speed walk down the block to hop on his motorcycle.

“ kyo, you’re going to get me caught, touru wakes up in thirty minutess! ” he pats your thigh as your arms circle around his torso tighter,

“ relax baby doll, i’ll get you home on time. ”

-> and this is also how touru find out.

-> he woke up in the middle of the night with a crazy headache and went into your room to make you get him some medicine from downstairs when he doesn’t see you in your room.

-> touru reluctantly goes downstairs to get his ow medicine waiting for you to return, sitting in your bean bag in the corner of your room.

-> all he hears is a motorcycle - the same loud engine he has been hearing for weeks - and muffled voices.

-> he attempts to interrogate you but he wasn’t able to see the guy on the bike, and you weren’t peeping.

“ who was he hm? is he a gang member? a felon?! ” touru gasped, dramatic tears flowing at the thought of someone so bad corrupting his little sister.

“ touru you’re being dramatic. ” you say and whisk him off to bed, texting your boyfriend a quick message to tell him what happened.

-> it wasn’t until oikawa was graduating that you finally told him, showing up hand in hand with kyotani at his graduation.

“ yn- what- ” you laughed at his stuttering,

“ touru, i’d like you to meet my boyfriend. ” you grin, iwaizumi coming behind him to give him a nice smack to the head. kyotani gives your brother a cocky smirk, outstretching his hand,

“ nice to meet you. ”

#kyotani x y/n #kyotani fluff #hq kyoutani #kyotani kentaro #kyotani imagine #kyotani x reader #kyotani kentaro x you #hq kyotani #. character // kentarou kyoutani #rae thinks 🍓 // headcannons #rae’s requests 🫶

[yvette-tal]

Kyoutani coming over to your house for the first time and going into your room with you just to be no surprised at all at the amount of plushies on your bed. He thinks it’s adorable actually and clarifies that he’s laughing at your bed because

“I know you’d have to have like a few plushies but seeing your bed covered in them is adorable. You’re adorable, sweets” Followed by a kiss on your shoulder as he pulls you to your bed, laughing hard when you fuss at him for squishing some of your ‘babies’

“They’re fine sweets, they’re fine!” He’s say between laughs, only laughing harder as he kisses the plushies he squished to prove to you that he’s sorry.

If you treat some of your plushies like your kids, they’re his kids too. One of em’s grounded? Hell yeah they’re grounded, and they aren’t going anywhere. One of em just graduated college? Congrats, he’ll give it many kisses and tell it how proud of it he is. He genuinely does find it interesting and cute how you treat your plushies, teasing you for apologizing to them if you knock em over.

Hell even buy you some to go with your others and pretend it was totally a coincidence that he had a plushie that perfectly went with yours to give you.

Anyways I like Kyoutani Kentarou. A lot.

#kyoutani kentarou x male reader #haikyuu drabbles #ermm Kyoutani is my comfort character and I’m not ashamed #male reader #haikyuu x male reader #haikyuu x reader

[qtipcottonbuds]

𝘼𝙐 𝘼𝙐𝙂𝙐𝙎𝙏 '𝗢𝟭 ; 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙆𝙔𝙊𝙏𝘼𝙉𝙄 [ART AU]

a vv delayed first entry in this new event, but here it is >:D listened to both jill scott n uh uh celeste writing this. dis is short drabble thingbob. phtoograhy is art okay. that is all.

warnings ;; pining, one sided pining?, homemade gifts, strongish language, nonsense like that really etc.

by qtipcottonbuds 2022. do not repost.

𝗞𝗬𝗢𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗜 𝗫 𝗚𝗡!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥;

Kyotani, in a moment of clarity (the said same moment of clarity recurring on many occasions), regrets his muted eagerness at selecting a BA Honours in Photography - there was no mention of the potential suffering he’d have to endure in trying to take photos. 

The intermittent disappearances of expensive SD cards he was certain he’d left remaining in the card slot of his camera; the lack of cooperation on the behalf of his tripod in specific weather conditions, stiffening up at the slightest drop in temperature, and other technological failures that left him at breaking point when nearing course deadlines. And, this was barely touching upon the environments that he’d have (and had to) have trekked through. 

‘But, c’mon, it’s a good idea, is it not?’ Is what Oikawa supplied him with, as encouragement, his arms supporting his own portfolio of work, grinning, ‘They’d love it. And, it’d be so pretty, y’know? Gifting someone-’ Pretty. Pretty pictures are only pretty when you’re not knee-deep in something that looks increasingly more like cow-shit sprinkled with snow than it does water-logged mud in the middle of fucking February, he mentally grouses to himself. 

It was far from the so-called scenic route. 

You’d mentioned something about the unfrequented path that lead to a specific viewpoint, an offhand comment in a mundane conversation. Nothing that seemed of importance at the time. But, begrudgingly, the way your face had seemingly lit up at the mention of the place, never being given the opportunity of being able to witness the place for yourself - Kyotani knew he was in deep. Deep shit, both in the present, metaphorically and physically. 

Lurching forwards, the force of him yanking his ankle from the sludge leaving him unsteady, he barely manages to grapple onto a nearby embedded log, his camera knocking against his chest. The padding of his winter jacket easing the blow. In the back of his mind, Kyotani refuses to admit the surge of gratitude that flickers through him - of having a lanyard supporting the weight of his camera around his neck - no matter how embarrassing it may look.

It was for you; pride be damned, if he was going to commit to gifting you a homemade photo album with illegible scrawls for handwriting, he was going to do it properly. But, platonically.

‘None of that romantic shit. Just as a friend,’ he tells himself, ‘just as a friend.’

#qtipcottonbuds #qtipscottonbuds events #haikyuu!! #haikyuu #kyoutani kentarou #haikyuu kyotani #gender neutral character #gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n #gender neutral insert #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #kyotani x gender neutral reader #kyotani x male reader #kyotani x female reader #x reader #x female reader #x male reader #x gender neutral reader

[osamusbigtits]

can i get tendou and kyotani depression hc hi hello :D

oh, hi!

I think tendou also has anxiety and adhd. and I think that no one really expects him to be depressed because he acts so active and excited all the time. like he's so expressive and he never really seems down, you know?

he is depressed though. he was bullied and his parents weren't always the most supportive so he felt just unwanted in the world. and that got really hard for him in middle school and high school. I think he self harmed, and he scars from cutting. and they're all over him. his ribs, his thighs, his hips, his arms. he just wasn't doing well and didn't know how to cope.

but he stopped by 3rd year. after that though, he's pretty open about his depression and self harm to the people he loves. and he goes to therapy so does end up doing better. it's not always that easy though, obviously. getting out of bed is always struggle and some days he even just stays in bed until ushijima forces him out of bed.

for kyoutani I think his depression manifests in anger. like we see how intense he is in, like, any scenario. he has more explosive reactions when he's doing worse. I don't think he's ever self harmed, but sometimes he'll put himself in an uncomfortable situation because he knows he won't like it.

I also think he has anxiety, and when he get anxious, he can be mean and quick to anger. he gets super defensive easily because of it. he does go to therapy after high school, at the suggestion of volleyball captain he really respects. and that's helps a lot, especially with his anxiety. so he does mellow out a lot. but when he's doing bad, he does get touchy about things, but he's just not as angry as he was before.

#tw self harm #thinking #there are only two characters i think self harm and tendou happens to be one of them #hq #ask #anon #kyoutani kentarou #tendou satori #tendō satori #i debated tagging them but im gonna do it #bex thoughts

[clementinecoastline]

usuri and kyoutani for the ask game!

IM SO SORRY I THOUGHT I POSTED THIS BUT NO I JUST KEPT IT IN MY DRAFTS ACCIDENTALLY

these were wonderful choices LMFAOOO so without further ado...

usuri!

ALT

bingo!

they are so cool looking: okay well. he's not like. COOL looking but i love his design and his little devious grins and the way his eyes look scary enough for it to be his current concern! great job furudate!

they're deeper than they seem: okay i might be a little bit off with this one, but it’s partly because the fandom doesn’t really seem to care about him or read into him much! and I think he’s more interesting than people think he is! and i like his motivations past just winning so... i marked it LMAO

they work better as part of a dynamic: YEAH him and the entirety of mujinazaka but specifically kiryuu!!!! his dynamic with kiryuu is so interesting and honestly i think this box applies to EVERY haikyuu character because the show is so clearly defined by interpersonal and intrateam dynamics! but usuri is so interesting in the way he trusts kiryuu and works with his team and dskhfdskjh.

they’ve never done anything wrong in their life <33: untrue but his puppy dog eyes make me check the box anyways. i am simply mortal i cannot resist.

if they were real i would be afraid of them: HES SO CUNNING AND DISCERNING I WOULD BE SO SCARED OF HIM. i almost checked the marry box because i would want him on my side honestly.

didn’t get enough screen time: self explanatory because he’s a background character’s background character!!! actually i think he was around enough to serve his purpose (which is why i didnt check wasted potential) and make his mark but! still i wish he was around MORE

i want to carry them in a handbag like a little dog: self explanatory. he’d be the bitchiest little dog ever. accurate small dog personality.

they got done DIRTY by fans: GIVE HIM MORE ATTENTION HES LIKE. PERFECT LOVABLE CHARACTER MATERIAL. adorable cunning little bastard??? hello??? hes so fun and funny and sdkjfhjksdh he deserves MORE. he deserves fics and hcs about his shenanigans and fun art and!!! the fandom needs to do better smh

kyoutani under the cut

ALT

if they were real i would be afraid of them: yeah probably. im no yahaba LMFAOOO. he’d glare at me and i’d be like !!!! but also maybe not because i’d probably get too annoyed at his rudeness to spend much time being scared...

they’re deeper than they seem: i think that he’s more than just a brat and the fandom doesn’t want to see that... his love for volleyball but issues with teamwork and how essential it is to the game... the way he never gives up on it to the point of going to community teams to play... the way he tries again and learns!!! moves forward!! tries for himself and other people!!!! (segue to)

they got done DIRTY by fans: i dont even know what the fandom thinks is up with kyoutani bc like. yeah. it’s definitely not what kyoutani’s actually like.

i want to carry them in a handbag like a tiny dog: literally mad DOG. also like i said for usuri, kyoutani’s ALSO perfect tiny dog material. absolute brat!!! barks all the time! pisses people off!

they work better as part of a dynamic: YEAH. him and all of seijoh. him and oikawa. HIM AND YAHABA. like i said this applies for basically every haikyuu character. the way kyoutani and yahaba bounce off of each other is so fun and great and the way they push each other forward...

why do they look like that: kyoutani im sorry but you look sooo stupid. it’s the truth. god bless.

#this isnt kyoutani bashing i love him #and i dont think that hes just a jerk #but he was so annoying to people it was hilarious #also i think he gets like. poor little meow meow'ed too sometimes #like im all for kyoutani angst i love it but #he does in fact have a personality LMFAOO #also i want to carry every haikyuu character in a hand bag i would check that box every time #sorry i talked so much #ty to the asker!! this was fun #usuri michiru #kyoutani kentarou #haikyuu!! #haikyuu #hq #clem's corner #OH MY GOD I FORGOT TO TAG ALL OF MY RECENT POSTS WITH THAT #not that theyd show up in the search anyways... @tumblr pls fix the tagging system

[gaygentbrontosaurus]

what Haikyuu characters smell like

…. because i’m sick of the sandalwood - vanilla bullshit, they're all in high school, they all smell like Axe or sweat

Hinata Shouyou

doesn't shower, but probably still has baby sweat so he doesn't stink

Kageyama Tobio

smells like Nivea cream. Very clean, very nice but also big baby vibes

Tsukishima Kei

showers with what his mom packed him so probably some organic oat-scented shit

Yamaguchi Tadashi

actually cares about his products and smells nice for a teenager but nobody notices

Ennoshita Chikara

Axe. Because everyone is using it, not because he thinks it's cool.

Nishinoya Yuu

doesn't shower. Also Axe.

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

showers sometimes, but only when his sister says that he stinks. Axe.

Azumane Asahi

one of the only people that actually smell attractive. definitely had an Axe phase in middle school tho. 

Sugawara Koushi

the only one on the team with a fresh shirt every practice, smells like fresh laundry

Sawamura Daichi

dad smell, like 3 in 1 hair, body, face and working in the garage

Iwaizumi Hajime

responsible adult, has a nice cologne and doesn't use too much of it, just enough. buys body wash in bulk because it’s cheaper and more convenient.

Oikawa Tooru

smells like everything. has a nice (in his opinion) perfume, strongly scented floral body wash, citrusy shampoo and coconut body butter. he is living his best life but everyone has to deal with his smell that enters the room before he does.

Matsukawa Issei & Hanamaki Takahiro

bought Axe and “manly man” body wash for shits and giggles and “ironically” use them. but in the end they still smell like Axe. also yes they bought one of each and share everything.

Yahaba Shigeru

easily impressed by Oikawa, also experiments with different smells but thankfully he’s more subtle with it

Kyoutani Kentarou

Axe.

Terushima Yuuji

Axe.

Aone Takanobu

nice, subtle scent, smells cozy.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

soap is soap, so also Axe.

Tendou Satori

either washes with just water or has a very specific and complicated hair care routine. there is no inbetween. smells like sandalwood and no one knows why.

Shirabu Kenjirou

Axe.

Daishou Suguru

you would think he’s edgy and different, but deep down we all know he uses Axe.

Miya Atsumu

Axe. He is THE prime Axe user. if someone thinks it's cool and manly it's Miya Atsumu.

Miya Osamu

Axe. but one of the milder ones

Suna Rintarou

doesn’t care. Axe.

Haiba Lev

stole his dads fancy cologne, which would be nice and all if he didn’t shower with a chocolate-scented body wash.

Kozume Kenma

long haired gamer. doesn’t shower. probably borrows deodorant from someone on the team because he didn’t pack any and doesn’t care how he smells. so Axe.

Yamamoto Taketora

doesn’t shower. Axe.

Kuroo Tetsurou

token “manly highschooler smell”. overuses Calvin Klein cologne. but shower gel? Axe. ironically watches the alpha male self care routines but secretly notes the shit down.

Yaku Morisuke

buys his products in those mom shops, all his products smell nice like lavender, jasmine or cotton and are vegan, clean and non-gmo.

Akaashi Keiji

takes care of himself. uses basic products, but has a separate product for everything, doesn’t believe in the 3 in 1 (actually uses a conditioner and face wash). smells like he showers regularly so the rest of the team is greatly impressed.

Bokuto Koutarou

Axe. douses himself with the deodorant. definitely had a tutti frutti phase in the past 2 years.

Sakusa Kiyoomi

rubbing alcohol, uses only hypoallergenic, non-scented products.

Yachi Hitoka

bought a strawberry-scented soap because it looked really cute. doesn’t like the scent at all but still uses it because she is anxious to tell her mom to get her a new one.

Shimizu Kiyoko

smells very feminine, uses fancier brands with floral smells.

Ukai Keishin

cigarettes. bought cologne to impress women but rarely uses it.

Takeda Ittetsu

laundry detergent. always has clean clothes and changes often.

#haikyuu!! #hinata shouyou #kageyama tobio #tsukishima kei #yamaguchi tadashi #ennoshita chikara #nishinoya yuu #tanaka ryuunosuke #azumane asahi #sugawara koushi #sawamura daichi #yahaba shigeru #kyoutani kentarou #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #matsukawa issei #hanamaki takahiro #terushima yuuji #aone takanobu #ushijima wakatoshi #tendou satori #shirabu kenjirou #daishou suguru #miya atsumu #miya osamu #suna rintarou #haiba lev #kozume kenma #yamamoto taketora #kuroo tetsurou

[wifeyifey]

Kyoutani Kentarou x flirty!crush!gn!reader

Description: flirty reader always spends time with their crush, however, their crush is super clumsy and happens to take the guys down with them

A/N: honestly just so fluffy and cheesy I LOVE and I also plan on doing this for other characters but I had this one done and just haven't posted it yet. I just wanted to give yall some other ✨content✨ while I work on the other requests 😊

You and Kyoutani were heading to the cafeteria for lunch. As usual, Kyoutani was holding your bag and his hand was on your lower back as he directed you through the traffic of students as you rambled on about a show that you’ve been watching lately. He doesn’t respond much other than a small grunt to let you know he’s listening and an occasional question when the characters or storyline gets a little confusing. He took you to the food line and grabbed the food for both of you. “Wowww Kyo! You know what food I like? You really pay attention to me, huh?” You wiggle your eyebrows and bump his hip with yours lightly. Kyoutani turns his head with a slight blush and pays for both of your meals. “Hey! Wait! I was supposed to pay today,” you whined and gave a small pout at him. “Just buy snacks later and we’re even,” he said gruffly. You give him a bright smile as you grab your guys’ food and walk over to the table you two usually sit at. 

Kyoutani sits across from you as you two eat. He likes watching your facial expressions when you talk so he thinks he has the best seat in the place. He was getting distracted by how cute you are when you’re talking and wasn’t paying attention to the conversation at all. That is until you slip off your shoe and dig your toes under his pant leg to grab his attention. He jumped a bit in his seat at the feeling of your tiny foot caressing his shin. “How the hell is your foot so cold even if you’re wearing socks?” He grumbles out. “Sweet boy, you stopped paying attention to me,” you giggle at his embarrassed expression, “I asked if you wanted to try a bite of my food? I see you got something new today and I wanted to try it.” He looked at your food, then your drink, leaned forward to let you take a bite of his meal and nodded his head towards your drink. “I’d actually like to try the drink you brought today. Ya know, in exchange for that bite,” he gave a small smile to you as you grabbed your drink to hand it to him. “Let me know if you like it,” you smile sweetly as he takes a sip. “I can bring you some if you’d like my love,” he nearly spit out his drink at the nickname. 

He should be used to it at this point. You’ve always been sweet to him with these nicknames. He honestly adores it, but you don’t need to know that yet. You usually give all your friends nicknames. Even some of his teammates who you’ve known far longer than you’ve known him. You were their friend since elementary school, so you were around all the time and didn’t like how everyone thought Kyoutani was some terrible person. You made it your job to get to know him and he can easily say you’re the closest person to him. The one who genuinely cares about him and his well-being. But my love is something he’s never heard you use so genuinely. It gave him butterflies and he just wants to do everything he can for you to call him that genuinely for forever. 

Soon, lunch was finished and you were getting up to throw both of your trash away. Kyoutani was not far behind as he matched pace with you heading to your next class. However, you were distracted talking about a project you have in another class that you were unaware of the ‘wet floor’ sign. It almost happened in slow motion. Your shoes lost their grip on the freshly cleaned floor and you let out a squeak as you grab onto the closest thing to you… which just so happened to be Kyoutani who ungracefully fell on top of you on the ground. He effectively pinned you down to the ground. “Ow, ow, ow,” you mutter out as you rub your head softly. “God, you’re always a damn klutz,” Kyoutani muttered with amusement in his tone as he has a small smirk and blush on his face. You let out a small bashful giggle, “Kyo, while you make a great weighted blanket, and I’ll probably ask for you to be one in the very near future, we should get off the floor in the middle of the cafeteria,” you say with a smile. 

Kyoutani rolled his eyes as he stood up and grabbed your arms to help you up from the ground. After getting back up on your feet, you fix your uniform while Kyoutani flicks your forehead. “Wha-! What was that for?” you whine softly. “That’s for pulling me into your fall, idiot,” he chuckles softly before he wraps an arm around your waist, “You okay though? You didn’t hit your head too hard did you?” he asked. You smile softly at his concern, “I’m ok, Kyo~ Not the first time I would’ve fallen for you,” you giggle as you lean in and kiss his cheek softly. Kyoutani’s face turned bright red. “So… date after practice? You can come over and be my weighted blanket while I make you watch that show I was talking about and some takeout?” you suggest cutely. Kyoutani let out a soft sigh and nodded his head before looking off to the side. “I guess that doesn’t sound too bad,” he mumbles out before looking into your eyes again, “it's a… it's a date,” Kyoutani says before kissing your temple softly as his hand around your waist goes to hold your hand. He tugs your hand lightly, “C’mon. Sooner we get this next class over with, the sooner we have our date,” he says in a surprisingly soft voice. You smile brightly as you squeeze his hand softly, “Can’t wait,” you say sweetly.

Lmk what you guys think!! Requests are still open for the event!!!

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #kyoutani kentarou #kyoutani x reader #hq kyoutani #kyoutani kentarou x reader

[mikage-rehoe]

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. - 1 Corinthians 13:4-7 (NIV)

❣️Open for writers and artists of all ages (no need to follow me).

❣️The theme for this collab event is ‘love' centered around the five languages of love: words of affirmation, acts of service, gifts, quality time, physical touch.

❣️Fandoms are Haikyuu, Jujutsu Kaisen, Tokyo Revengers, Obey Me, Blue Lock. Characters should be aged-up or in their post-timeskip years in your works.

❣️All forms of work (art, drabbles/fics/headcanons, moodboards etc) and any genre are allowed, except NSFW works. Suggestive themes are okay (provided that it is stated in the tags).

❣️There is no minimum word count for written posts, but kindly use the readmore function if your work's wc is 500~ (to avoid dash clogging). Submitting from AO3 is allowed too, provided that you send me a link of your finished work.

❣️To join, just send in an ask with your character/s from the given fandom/s+ art/writing. Ex: hi hi hiiiii~ can i write for Kenma for your collab? ♥️ or, Hello there! Can i join your love collab with Bachira from Blue Lock + art, please? Ilysm 😘 Reblog this masterpost once you’ve been added 🙇🏻‍♀️

❣️Character/love language repeats are allowed, but you can only submit two entries (per blog).

❣️There is no deadline in this collab (y'all can join the collab any time too), so take your time in doing your entries. Don’t hesitate to send me an ask or DM for questions regarding the collab.

❣️Tag me at @sugarbebenireo, link the collab masterpost to your entry (optional), and use the hashtag '#lovelanguagecollab💌' to track when you post!

❣️Lastly, enjoy drawing/writing~! 😘

Reblogs are highly appreciated.

💌 Haikyuu!!

@yuutakittie - Oikawa Tooru

@ohtokki - Kyoutani Kentarou

@jotatetsuken - Kuroo Tetsurou

@avis-writeshq - Tsukishima Kei

@obitobrigade - Miya Osamu (art)

@obitobrigade - Matsukawa Issei (art)

@vampkaashis-wife - Akaashi Keiji

@natdu - Miya Atsumu

@moonartemisia - Tsukishima Kei

💌 Jujutsu Kaisen

@his-saiko - Nanami Kento

@jotatetsuken - Nanami Kento

@gayboys-incorporated - Mahito

💌 Tokyo Revengers

@his-saiko - Hanma Shuji

@mitsuyaya - Mitsuya Takashi

@imaushi-ji - Arashi Keizo

💌 Obey Me!

@nymphoheretic - Beelzebub

@lou-struck - Asmodeus

💌 Blue Lock

@gojoest - Itoshi Sae

@gojoest - Itoshi Rin

@mgrsbaby - Michael Kaiser

@chibishae34 - Yukimiya Kenyu

@chibishae34 - Chigiri Hyoma

@lavdia - Oliver Aiku

@x-noechi-x - Itoshi Sae

@moonartemisia - Itoshi Rin

#lovelanguagecollab💌 #kitty☆collabs #haikyuu x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #obey me x reader #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader

[cestcirque]

Furudate-sensei’s little one-liners / Q&As from the final Haikyuu guidebook! Of course I must collect them all! LET’S GO!!! 😤

*AS ALWAYS I’m still learning the language and cannot guarantee complete accuracy!

Character Comments

Oikawa Tooru: At the beginning when I drew him, I thought, “Since the manga is plain so far, let’s have a gorgeous character emerge.” But in reality he’s the most unrefined guy.

Iwaizumi Hajime: At the age of 35, if all characters were to fight, the strongest would be this guy, Sawamura, or Ennoshita.

Matsukawa Issei: All the way until the last chapter, I thought it would feel unrealistic for #1 and #2 to compete [I assume this means Mattsun won’t compete w Oikawa]. Perhaps he [Mattsun] could play the leading role in another manga.

Hanamaki Takahiro: He can live happily even though he doesn’t have a steady job, so no need to worry.

Yahaba Shigeru: The type who tries to be smooth and fails. If he simply took a more straightforward approach, I think it would work for him.

Watari Shinji: I think he absolutely grew up with animals / pets.

Kindaichi Yuutaro: A high-empathy guy. He may have hard times, but someone will always come to help when he’s in trouble since he’s such a good guy.

Kunimi Akira: This guy could be invincible if he were to do some muscle training and eat properly, but he never does.

Kyoutani Kentarou: Earnest and awkward.

Given Name Origins

Note: This is kind of from the perspectives of the parents, since given names are like a wish for the child’s future. Will make more sense if you know what their names mean.

Oikawa Tooru: To be a persistent person / a person who pierces through.

Iwaizumi Hajime: To be constantly challenging [oneself and others].

Matsukawa Issei: To become a gentle / calm person.

Hanamaki Takahiro: He inherited one character from each of his parents’ names. […awww!!! 🥺]

Yahaba Shigeru: To become a person able to exceed.

Watari Shinji: I want him to be a friendly / intimate person.

Kindaichi Yuutaro: To have a strong heart.

Kunimi Akira: To become an outstanding person.

Kyoutani Kentarou: He inherited one character from his grandpa.

Tiny Q&A

Q: Which character did you most enjoy drawing?

Oikawa. Because that full range of cool and uncool is amazing.

Q: Which character’s post-graduation path did you have the most trouble with?

Hanamaki. Deciding whether to make him “unemployed” or “in between jobs.”

#my love for yahaba and kindaichi has grown significantly #haikyuu guidebook #translations #haikyuu aoba johsai #oikawa toru #iwaizumi hajime #matsukawa issei #hanamaki takahiro #yahaba shigeru #watari shinji #kindaichi yuutarou #kunimi akira #kyoutani kentarou

[rivashi]

oversized jacket

synopsis: reacting to their crush wearing another guy’s jacket w/ a TWIST

characters: matsukawa issei, hanamaki tahahiro (ft. kyoutani kentarou & gn!reader)

genre(s): fluff, slight angst, a pinch of crack, jealously, friends to lovers, accidental confessions(?), mutual pinning, college!au | headcanons

cw: swearing, slight manga spoilers if you squint, mentions of bullying, implied toxic masculinity, so-called “nice guy”, mentions of stalker-ish behavior, extremely long, & vvv self indulgent cuz i was emo when i wrote this <3

note: this was inspired from this <3 also, this hcs was supposed to include oikawa and iwaizumi but i had to cut them out. i hope you like it e n way <3

note 2: this is reposted from my old (soon-to-be deactivated) blog: @/levinneheart

Matsukawa Issei

He went to his last class early and was surprised to see you were already there, sitting in your usual chair

This was a first, usually he would be the first to arrived in the classroom and you would arrived after him with snacks in your arms

“I need snacks to survive this long day, you’re welcome to have some.” You’d say to him and you were absolutely right

You and your snacks made him get through the day without a pounding head and a growling stomach as he went home

You were working diligently on something while occasionally popping a cheese-flavored popcorn onto your mouth

He assumed you were working on your assignments in advance for subjects he didn’t have as it was your routine

He clears his throat, catching your attention and making you looked at his direction as he greeted you with a small smile

You were practically beaming, eyes lighting up at the sight of him as you greeted him back cheerfully, seemingly in a good mood

He took his usual seat beside you and you immediately laid your head on his shoulder, sighing in content

He didn’t mind your gesture if it weren’t for the pounding on his heart but he was surprised you hadn’t noticed it yet

To him, you were so out of his league – so kind, so generous, so everything of his ideal type and pretty to look in the eyes too

The way that you two wordlessly and unconsciously leaned in for each other’s touch – absolutely no highs

Just the comfortable silence of enjoying one another’s presences that he longs in relationships

This feeling scared him – terrified him, even. Since he never felt anything like this for anyone before

Little did he know, it was your way of conveying to him with your love language and that the feeling is mutual

It wasn’t long before class started and not long till it ends. The clouds were starting to get grey and dark. Seems like that it’s starting to raining too. You usually like this kind of weather if it wasn’t such a hassle to get home. It’s getting cold too, you thought as you rubbed your hands together and snuggled subconsciously against Mattsun for warmth.

Matsukawa, on the other hand, held the urge to slip his arm onto your waist and pull you closer to him, the urge to press you firmly to his broad chest and bury his face onto your shoulder. His fingers twitched at the thought but he shook the feelings away before poking you once as he excused himself to you before softly nudging you off him to retreat to the restroom.

When he arrived, he deeply sighed with a fist clutching his chest to desperately trying to calm his accelerating heartbeats. He told— more like convinced himself that he will confess after class but you being so close to him was making it harder to remember his memorized lines. He could still remember how you smelt like, the scent of your shampoo mixed in with your favorite perfume.

It was driving him mad at how good you smell. He splashed his face with water from the sink before staring at himself, trying to focus before chuckling to himself. He looks ridiculous right now, his face slightly damped and eyes glaring at nothing but his reflection. He’ll be fine, even if you reject him – he could just play it cool and say it was a joke.

Yeah, right. He thought. That’s just mean.

When he comes back, his seat was occupied by a fellow male student, laughing with you. This would had been fine as you were quite approachable yet he couldn’t help himself but to eye on the unfamiliar jacket you were currently wearing. You didn’t wore the clothing earlier and it looked too big for you to own it.

His mind was racing with the thought of you wearing another guy’s jacket other than his and his feelings were all over the place; mixture of anger, disappointment, and heartbroken. You never told him you were taken and you never really specify that you didn’t like him so he knew he had a chance.

He firmly grabbed your shoulders and glared daggers at the man before he stood up from his chair, cowering away while you turned around to face him with a frown. “What was that for? He was getting to the best part of his joke.”

“I don’t like him and his jacket on you so take it off.”

“What? No, this isn’t his—”

“I’ll exchanged it for mine.” he cuts off.

“No thanks, Sei. What’s this all about anyway—”

“Please, yn. Don’t make me—”

“No is no, Sei. Besides—”

“I like you. Can you now please wear my jacket?”

You stayed silent for a second, stunned at his sudden confession and jealousy over a piece of clothing. “I like you too but this is actually my jacket.”

“…”

“…”

“You’ve got to be kidding me, right?”

“Nope, I tried telling you.” You grinned at him, poking his sides as his eyes widened in realization.

“Oh…” He trails off. “Wait! Did you just say you like me?” This made you chuckle, it made you want to play with him just a little.

“Did I?” You say, teasingly.

He groaned in response. “Although, I must say: you look adorable, being all jealous over my oversized jacket.” He palms his face and that makes you chuckle even more as you grin at him. “My jealous boyfriend.”

Oh god— he doesn’t care anymore and he wouldn’t have it any other way as long as you keep tell him you’re his.

Hanamaki Takahiro

You and Hanamaki met in elementary school and immediately became friends all the way till highschool

Back then, he was smaller than you and got bullied because of his pinkish-brown locks, causing him to be subconscious of it

But you told him otherwise so you protected him and fought against many of his bullies in elementary

During in middle school and highschool though, he grew more taller and confident on his hair because of you

You didn’t had to protect him anymore so you settled on cheering and supporting him from the bleachers during his games

His team would welcome you warmly so it wasn’t a surprise to them that you grew on them, along with Kyoutani

He even developed a soft spot for you, causing you to call him: Kyou without any honorifics since you two had grown close

At first Hanamaki was ok with it, you’d love making new friends to bond with, but at the same time he was envious

Back then he was your only friend and now, your attention was everywhere but him and you two were seeing each other less

You tend to stick with Kyoutani these past few days, ever since the two of you became classmates and seatmates

And he was gonna graduate soon, leaving you behind to focus on your studies and club activities to be able to graduate

That thought saddened him, he doesn’t want to be apart from you and yet he also doesn’t want to chain you down

Hanamaki has now graduated and is working nearby Aoba Johsai, sometimes you’d go in there to buy snacks on your way home or to shelter yourself from the hot breeze of summer air and into the cool temperature of the grocery store.

Either way, he was just happy to see you in one of his jobs and sometimes catching up with you about your life and vise versa. You, however, went there to escape your persistent admirer who just can’t seem to understand why you would say no to him.

It was turning into your safe haven where you can relax and breathe without worrying about him watching your every movement. And today wasn’t one of those moments, you’ve had a sinking feeling on your gut so you stayed close to Kyoutani and asking him to walk with you home.

“Just to be safe, Kyou.” You say as you clinged tightly onto his arm. He grumbled in annoyance but didn’t protest against it, instead he let you gingerly drag him to the usual grocery store where Hanamaki worked. Not knowing that your unwanted admirer was following the two of you.

The sounds of bells ringing alerted Hanamaki of of new customers. “Welcome to— oh, hey Kyoutani and y/n.” He says with a smile, grateful to see familiar faces inside the empty store as usually around this time of night was less busy than in the morning and afternoon.

“I’m going to the restroom, yell when you need me.” Kyoutani informed to you, squeezing your arm before gently prying away from your grasp. You nodded with a smile and leaving you alone with Hanamaki. You stood there still, occasionally fidgeting as you looked around anxiously.

“What’s wrong?” He couldn’t help but asked.

“I—” You were cut off but the entrance’s bells ringing and you instantly stiffened at the presence of the newcomer.

“There you are, (l/n). You’re so hard to keep track of. You’re lucky that I’m such a nice guy, going out of my way to do this. And it’s all for you.”

Hanamaki noticed you slightly trembling from the corner of his eyes and as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a cough from none other than Kyoutani. “Who the fucking hell do you think you are?” He asks, almost growling.

“Her admirer.” The self proclaimed nice guy proudly said.

Kyoutani scoffed before turning to you. “Is this creep bothering you, (n/n)?” He asks, draping a jacket he was holding over your shoulders.

Your admirer look between you two. “I don’t believe you would date someone like this, (l/n). You can do better by dating me.”

“Actually,” Hanamaki spoke up. “they can date whoever they want as long as it’s not you. Now, go before I call the police for suspected illegal activities.” He warned with venom laced in his tone while crossing his arms over his chest.

The boy huffed. “You’re not that pretty anyway!” He hollered at you as he stormed out like a kid throwing a tantrum.

You released a heavy sigh of relief before thanking Kyoutani and Hanamaki multiple times for helping you finally get rib of that guy.

“No problem, (y/n). He was just jealous you two look cute together.” Hanamaki teased, hiding his pain of the thought of you being taken.

“We’re not dating.” You chuckled as Kyoutani grunted in agreement.

“And the jacket?”

“It’s mine, I told him to hold it for me.”

“Oh.” He paused for a second before laughing out loud. “I assumed you two were dating since the two of you are pretty close.”

“Well, yeah. Didn’t Mattsun-senpai tell you that we’re cousins?”

“…”

“…”

“Nope, he didn’t tell me anything.” That jerk. He cursed.

“Were you jealous of Kyou, Makki-senpai?” You teased with a smirk.

Fuck it. This was his last chance. “Yeah, I was! Now, I’m all embarrassed and stupid because I used to like you.” He rambles while you look at Kyou and he shrugs before leaving the store.

“Why didn’t you confess before?”

“You know why!”

“And it only took my oversized jacket to make you confess to me? You’re unbelievable.” You shook your head in disbelief. “I liked you too, idiot!”

“Oh… WAIT, WHAT?!”

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[plooto]

꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ soft . ft. kentarou kyotani

synopsis . all things taken into account, his brashness that seemed to disappear around you, the underlying fury behind his eyes gone with you behind them. he was yours, and you being his put him at ease in more ways than one.

warnings . hinting , soft girl ! yn , slight ooc ! kyotani , pet names .

words . 2.7k

notes . rewrite from my previous blog

volleyball games: a sport that would linger in your mind as one of the best moments. a core memory. your parents ushered you to the game, encouraging you out the house instead of playing animal crossing all day. you watched the aoba josai game in relatively silent, cheering proudly when your team scored or successful stopped the ball. it was after one hit you saw him—bleached hair, strong arms, and looks that could kill. he looked around, your heart seemed to stop and you ducked, pretending to tie your shoe to avoid his gaze. he only seen you out of the corner of his eye and he’s glad he did.

after the game, you made a choice. a bold one. you went to to the blonde donning the number sixteen and complimented him, leaving immediately after. unaware of the exchange that took place, his teammates pushed him around, disapproving of his newfound silence.

unbeknownst to you, his thoughts consisted of you and you only. your next meeting would be on his account. barely catching you, he asked for your permission to accompany you on your walk home. with a shy smile, you agreed. and walk you home he did, and the same the day after that, and the one after that one.

his way of courting you was trailered just for you, from the way he talked to you, down to the way he walked around you. his guard was down, you broke his wall, vulnerable to every sweet thing you did.

him making the first move was combated by you being the one to ask him out. sneaking a pastel pink sticky note into his locker, you prayed you got the right locker. he found you at the end of the day, grumbling about how he couldn’t find you sooner. wonder why.

you settled into your relationship with the spiker slowly. all things taken into account, his brashness that seemed to disappear around you, the underlying fury behind his eyes gone with you behind them. he was yours, and you being his put him at ease in more ways than one. he took you on low maintenance dates, ones you didn’t directly express that you enjoyed the idea of. coffee dates and walks that seemed to go nowhere. he showed you as much affection as you wanted, your favorite being his hugs. it’s something about the warmth when he wraps his arms around you, giving you the perfect amount of squeeze to make your heart flutter and reassure you that nothing could come between you. nothing.

your first kiss was in a movie theater. he let you choose the movie, he wouldn’t be paying enough attention to the movie when you were sitting so prettily next to him. your forgetfulness shining as you shivered, forgetting your jacket. noticing your shivers, he wrapped a warm arm around you, of which you snuggled into. smiling with content, you turned your face to place a soft kiss on his cheek. the tips of his ears reddening once the display registered. placing a finger under your chin, he lifts your lips to his: a silent explanation of his wants.

your relationship with the wing spiker was one you believed started in a past life. he was always so attentive of you, indirectly reminding you to eat and drink water daily.

on this day, your impulsive thoughts got the better of you, pulling your desk around your room with all your might. you took a break, opting to take a seat on your desk and listen to the muffled music playing from your speaker positioned in your closet ( promise, muffled music going through walls just hits different ). your music turned down on its own, confusing you for a moment until you heard your boyfriends text tone. with a smile on your face, you pushed yourself off the desk to check it.

my pretty boy : hey doll open up

not locking your phone you dropped it on the bed, maneuvering around the clutter you made minutes earlier to make it to the front door. you smiled at your boyfriend, who walked in and kicked off his shoes, being here enough times it was like he lived here. waiting patiently till he finished, you wrapped him in a hug. lifting you off your feet, he made his way around the house to your room, dodging the desk you left in the middle of the room to take a seat on your pink duvet covers.

“ what happened here, doll? ” you turned your head before the rest of your body, sitting with your back to his chest. you pointed as you explained the mess before you:

“ i wanted to move my desk where my cubbies were and the cubbies there because it didn’t look right anymore.. ” squeezing your hips, he placed you on the bed in his spot and got up to finish what you started. watching him as he lifted the desk and then the cubbies was serene. you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth as he was finishing. swinging legs and a glint of desire flashing across your eyes made him smirk, watching you squirm as your eyes locked with his.

“ doll? ” jutting your bottom lip, you made grabby hands in his direction and he obliged. sinking his fists into the bed beside your hips he leveled with you. “ what is it? ” he asked in a lower baritone. suddenly you were lost for words, looking away from his alluring eye contact.

“ n- need you kyo.. ” you couldn’t see it, but you heard as me smirked.

“ we’ll why didn’t you say that sooner.. you know i’m good at pacifying that. ”

practice was all he ever seemed to do—practice blocks, practice digs, practice this, practice that. he just prayed for this session to be over so he could return to his sanctuary.

softly, you hummed as you played animal crossing on the switch he got you for your birthday, even after explicitly telling him that your only desire was his time. never did you express to him you wanted one, but still he knew you did.

tilting your head as you listened to your music, thinking of when your boyfriend would come back so you can show him all the pent up affection you’ve been marinating.

on the other hand, kentarou was livid. why yahaba thought pushing his buttons was wise was behind him; however, the line of self control was starting to blur. a new touch of conversation taking its place, another he didn’t feel like expanding upon—the pretty marks you left on his back. audibly winching, he pulled the shirt completely off his shoulders.

“ oo woo ! finally got you some action, huh mad dog? ” he crossed the threshold,

“ fuck off, all right? what i do on my time, with my girlfriend is my damn business. not like someone like you would understand. ” this seemed to have hit a nerve, tucked deep away in the other second year’s mind.

“ what’d ya say? you- ”

“ yahaba. mad dog. there are first years here. ” kyotani growled, throwing on a shirt from his gym bag and making it out of the gym not nearly as fast as he liked. he wanted you in his arms, your sweet perfume invading his nose, cotton candy chapstick smearing across his lips.. no he needed you.

unfortunately he would have to wait even longer. kentarou was a delinquent, but he wasn’t stupid, he noticed the idiots following him from the blocks ago. making a so longer than normal at his house, he only decided it was good to leave after they were long gone. occupying the time by taking a shower and putting up his gym clothes. finally arriving at your door, he waited for you to open it. hearing the door unlock he looked up to see you looking at fun with sleepy eyes. letting him in, you waited for him to take off his shoes, sleepiness getting the better of you for you didn’t realize that you were already being lifted into the air. the sudden realization shot a jolt of energy up your spine, waking you up. arriving to your bed, kyotani places you down and snuggled into your shoulder. you wrapped one of your arms around his shoulders and the other hand you ran through his hair, scratching his scalp.

“ was practice that bad? ” he nodded, grumbling a few words into your shoulder,

“ i can’t understand you, kyo~ ” you told him softly, the hand scratching his head going to the bottom of his hairline. he pulled away from his comforter spot momentarily just to look at your pretty face, golden hues peering into yours.

“ idiot yahaba doesn’t understand how to keep his mouth shut, askin’ me ‘bout your scratches on my back..few angry words there and there, the only way to calm myself was to thing of was you making them” your eyes widened, tips of your ears set ablaze as you hid your face in the crook of his neck. letting out a loud chuckle, that rumbled the air around you, rubbing your hips.

“ don’t say things like that so casually! ” you balled up his shirt and held him tight until your face cooled off.

“ wanna watch a movie, pretty girl? ” he whispered in your ear, to which you nodded, telling him what movie you wanted to watch.

you snuggled into his side while the movie played, running your fingers along his abs absentmindedly. the two of you fell asleep like that, tangled in each other’s loving embrace.

the week after next, kyotani had practices that ran well into the evening, which he wasn’t happy about. he wanted to skip them to spend more time with you: his beautiful bundle of joy. you assured him it was fine, telling him that you’d show him extra love when he came to visit you.

the end of practice, he made haste, stuffing his gym clothes and making a beeline to your place. he knocked harder with extra impatience, when you opened the door.

“ hey ky- waaa! ” he picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder, barely making it out of his shoes before heading to your room. he laid you on the bed, giving you a rough kiss before stripping himself of his shirt and knee pads. without a moment of hesitation, he laid on you, pressing his weight into you. you huffed, tapping him to get some air back in your system.

“ kyo- loosen upp. ” he lifted himself off you, just enough to be close but not suffocating.

“ ‘m sorry doll, it was a long day.. ” he groaned. you smiled up at him, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to his lips. licking his lips, he laid you back down gently to hover above you. you lifted your hands to his face, pushing your thumbs against the corners of his mouth, forcing them into a smile. he shook his head, turning his head to hide his red face. you smiled up at him, sleepiness that was there before dissipating the more you spent time in his presence.

“ c’mon, let’s lay down. ” you mumbled, rubbing his arms therapeutically. you watched as his form laid down on the bed next to you. swinging your leg over, you sat on his lower back. your eyes dance over his large back, newer red scratches taking the place of the older ones. n a flash he turned you both over, positioning himself over you.

“ you’re breathtaking..” he whispered against the supple skin of your neck.

“ kyo.. ” you felt him smirk against you. “ w- wait stop ” you whimpered, he pulled away immediately, scanning your face for any sort of discomfort.

“ you just got off of practice..let me.”

you swung your feet as you scrolled through the photos of you and kyotani when something in your peripheral didn’t match your room’s color palette. knee pads? kyo must’ve left them.. you were already changed out of your school uniform opting to go in the shirt you were already wearing, you tossed on a shirt that you permanently borrowed from your boyfriend. you grabbed your phone after picking up his knee pads. you put on your shoes and made your way out the door.

getting closer and closer to the gym, you felt uneasiness fall over you. who would greet you first? you prayed it wasn’t oikawa, judging by the stories kyotani has told you, you weren’t fond of him in the slightest. stepping into the gym, you fiddled with his knee pads, holding them close to your chest as you looked around. you craned your neck as you watched the tall male approach you.

“hi beautiful, what can i do for ya? ” you took a step away from him, your heart pounding at the number of eyes on you.

“ - uh, um.. knee pads, kyotani.. um.. he might need them.” the male in front of you leaned down to your height, smirking as he watched you fluster.

“ hm, and how do you know our mad dog-chan, pretty- ”

“ doll? ” your head turned, your eyes barely settling on your boyfriend before you ran on the balls of your feet into his chest. you gripped the back of his shirt, tears pooling in your water line.

“ it’s alright, i’ve gotcha. ”he rubbed your back softly before coving your ears as his attention turned to the confused captain.

“ the fuck did you do to scare her so bad, oikawa?! ” he barked, glaring at him with a look that could have dropped him dead where he stood. oikawa raised his hands in innocence, quick to defend himself.

“ only shittykawa can make a girl cry that fast.. ” oikawa turned, expression resembling hurt before replying back to his cocaptain,

“ watch it iwa! for your information i was just asking her a question because she, has his knee pads! ”

“ but weren’t you in her face? ”

“ flirted with her. ”

“ you know, you’re a lot taller than she is. ”

“ must’ve been scary having a guy like him over you like that. ”

“ t- that’s oikawa? ” you mumbled up to kyotani. iwaizumi, the other spiker, laughed, getting what you were saying, then kyotani nodded, stifling a laugh under his breath,

“ yeah that’s him. ” you nodded, releasing him and pushing his knee pads closer to him.

“ stay for practice, i’ll walk you home. ” you nodded, opting to go to the corner by his bag.

the practice started and a few turns in oikawa shot kyotani a set, calling out his name. jumping into the air, he slammed the ball down, the blunt force echoing throughout the gym. you clapped your hands together quietly, your boyfriend turning to you with a wide smile on his face.

‘ how did a cutie like her end up dating him..? ’ the team thought, watching as you clapped when he made an impressive move.

towards the end of practice you felt your eyelids start to droop. shifting yourself to lay down on kyotani’s backpack. you wanted to stay up to watch his entire practice, but your body wouldn’t permit it. as your eyes were closing, you caught a glimpse of him throwing his hands in the air.

“ gimme a sec. ” he told his team, lightly jogging over to you and draping his jacket over you, pulling it up to your chin before moving a strand of hair out of your face. the light affection and the warmth bringing a smile to your face.

“ woah, who knew mad dog could be soft? ” he turned, glaring at his teammates, who in turn looked around as if they were not watching the scene take place in front of them.

“ back to practice! ”

“ tani!!! ” you called. running up the stairs he bursts open the door.

“ what’s wrong?? are you okay? ” you nodded, out stretching your hands towards him.

“ kith? ” his shoulders dropped, relaxing as he walked towards you. he leaned down to give you a kiss, throwing your arms around him as his lips pressed against yours. once he pulled away you smiled at him lovingly. words bubbled in your throat, words that never made it past your mind.

“ i love you, kentarou.” you felt him stiffen, eyes searching yours for any doubt. he smirked at you, leaning in to pepper kisses over your skin.

“ i love you too, yn. ” giggling, you locked your ankles around his hips, your arms moving to tickle his ribs. stifling a laugh, he pinned your arms above your head with one hand.

“ you’re pretty bold for pulling a stunt like that, doll. ”

published . september 2 , 2023

#kyotani x reader #kyotani drabble #kyotani kentaro #hq kyotani #haikyuu kyotani #kyotani fluff #kyotani imagine #repost from my other blog #@/botaniboki #. character // kentarou kyoutani

[yanderecrazysie]

rec but im awkward:

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character: mad dog

sfw or nsfw: nsfw (only if youre comfortable with it tho)

how they meet: they meet at a ball

why they meet: they have an arranged marriage

the vibe: royalty, dark academic, (maybe mafia), winter, coquette-

extra: basically an arranged marriage for yandere!(maybe mafia! or prince!)mad dog x (maybe princess!)reader

I love how you made a form! This made everything much easier and clearer for me!

I wasn’t sure if I should do mafia or prince/princess and I discovered I’m not good at writing mafia lol, so I went with the prince and princess one, especially because I had a fairly good idea for it!

The NSFW is fairly light since I wasn’t sure how to fit it in the story super well and I’m still not great at writing it, but it is there at the end!

Title: Silent

Pairings: Kyoutani Kentarou (Mad Dog) x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, dub-con sexual content (NSFW), Kyoutani is manipulative without saying a damn word lmao

Summary: Prince Kyoutani proposes a contract that you can’t refuse.

silent

/adjective/

not expressed aloud

You only met him once.

It was a ball meant to raise spirits and forge stronger connections between your kingdom and a few others. As the crown princess, you had a major role in conversing with all of the other kingdoms’ crown princes and princesses.

If you were to be honest, you barely remembered him.

There were so many people to greet and be polite to and dance with and talk business with. You only realized he was the crown prince of Seijoh because of his outfit, not because you recognized him or anything like that. You were a busy woman, after all.

For some reason, among all of the crown princesses and high society women, you were the one that stood out to him. So much so that he had demanded an arranged marriage with you.

His father did all of the talking. Prince Kyoutani said not a word, though the king made it clear that his son was the one who requested the arrangement. Strange how someone so eager to make such a huge life decision could act so disinterested.

To make things even more confusing, the marriage contract was filled with rules meant to be followed, with no listed consequences. One would think that, if you were to break the terms, then the contract would be voided, but that didn’t seem to be the goal by placing lines like “Neither party will commit adultery” and such.

You knew that, as a princess, you had a duty to marry a prince to strengthen the bonds between the two kingdoms, but this just seemed so sudden. You weren’t ready.

The king of Seijoh seemed to accept your answer, but it was only a day later that he called another urgent meeting. He seemed shaken as he informed you that his son did not accept your rejection and that he would go to extreme measures to ensure the two of you married.

Declare war against your kingdom because you wouldn’t marry him? Was he insane?

Your kingdom was enjoying a century of peace. You couldn’t be the ruler who dragged them into a war based on her own selfish feelings, could you?

You could almost see the victorious aura that Prince Kyoutani radiated.

The two of you married in early spring. It was a beautiful wedding- even you had to admit that through your tears. Prince Kyoutani had hired someone to do most of the planning and they had done a great job, with the fancy decorations, the gorgeous dress, and the delicious cake. 

You couldn’t help but notice it looked very similar to the ball you two had met at, just all white instead of red and gold. You wondered if that was on purpose or merely a coincidence, but you assumed the former.

Your husband hadn’t spoken a word to you yet, but you could tell his emotions even through his stoic mask. You had always been good at doing so, since that was an important trait to have during business meetings.

Maybe that made it worse when he coaxed you into bed, fingers trailing up your thigh as he silently gazed down at you with a hunger that terrified you. His other hand just-as-silently slipped under your poofy white dress, searching for purchase on your breasts, no doubt.

You’re just as quiet as he is, reminding yourself that it’s for the best. For your kingdom.

His finger hooks around your panties, pulling them down and off, his tongue darting out to wet his lips as he does so. His fingers return immediately, playing with your pearl until you squirmed and whimpered under him. His other hand groped at your breast roughly, still somehow setting you ablaze with lust.

You find yourself grinding hopelessly against his fingers as he slides two into you at once. It’s too much, too fast for your first time, but you aren’t complaining any longer.

He’s grinning eerily in the candlelight and a part of you balks once more at the thought of being his wife, but your eyes cloud over in pleasure as he resumes his rubbing against your clit. You can feel him hardening against your thigh as he gets infinitely rougher with you.

You’re a whining, moaning mess, but Prince Kyoutani remains silent. 

He never really had to say a word to get his way, did he?

#yandere #yandere haikyuu #haikyuu!! #yandere one shot #one shot #yandere x reader #yandere kyoutani #kyoutani kentarou

[mattsunism]

MASTERLIST

IMPORTANT : please note that all works below are nsfw - thus, all characters have been aged up! proceed with caution, and minors do not interact (18+). 

KARASUNO

domming with tsukishima kei (short)

pegging with tsukishima kei (short)

overstimulating with sugawara koushi (short)

INARIZAKI

wanting to please with atsumu miya (short)

aftersex moments with atsumu miya (short)

laying fears to rest with suna rintarou (short)

just cause he’s worried about you with kita shinsuke

NEKOMA

passing some time with kozume kenma

SEIJOH

a not-so-innocent homework session with kyoutani kentarou

baby fever with oikawa tooru and iwaizumi hajime (short)

work antics with matsukawa issei 

SHIRATORIZAWA

dont get caught with ushijima wakatoshi

MISCELLANEOUS

wet dreams with terushima yuuji

#FINALLY HAHA #and please let me know if any of the links dont work/are wrong! #navigation #masterlist #mlist

[foranpo]

ੈ˚★ five times kyoutani found out about love.

synopsis: kyoutani wasn't very wise when it came to feelings, but thank god he had you to teach him a little more.

fandom: haikyuu.

character: kyoutani kentarou.

reader: gn!

genre: long-shot.

content: fluff, soft kyoutani.

word count: 3k.

cole's note: recycled post #yup (@.kashika/@.sam-writs). i am #1 kyoutani defender, bye.

 ੈ♡˳────── enjoy the reading <3 ──────

The first time was an impulsive act of yours.

Although you weren't the team's manager, your presence in training and games became something quite common and, as such, all the players and coaches were looking forward to your good mood and words of encouragement, whether during training, games or a simple meeting; the reality is that wherever the team went, you went too. In jest, many of them started calling you their mascot, an affectionate nickname that quickly made its way into the mouths of every member of the volleyball club, all of whom saw you as a younger member of that family in need of protection.

So, it was normal for you to be next to the coaches during training, your perception of that sport improving visibly and, as such, all your comments were welcomed by the various players and coaches. You did a great job cheering up the team; your good disposition and your incessant encouragement were part of your, all the players esteeming you and your effort –you really liked that little family and wanted to take care of them.

Now, as much as you told them not to work so hard, or to rest, and as much respect they had for you, the reality is that most of them didn't listen to you, especially Kyoutani Kentarou.

Kyoutani has always been a complicated boy for you, someone you couldn't get close to for nothing, the few words you exchanged being out of pure courtesy; that's why there wasn't a strong connection between you and him, your coexistence being only obligatory due to the club; however, Kyoutani was still part of the volleyball team and, as such, in a way, he was still important to you.

So it was almost instinctive for you to run to him in that practice, the headbutt he'd landed on the net post looking painful; your feet ran rapidly until you reached Kyoutani, your knees quickly finding the ground in such a violent and drastic way, your eyes searching for some visible wound on his forehead while your lips, almost in a cry of anguish, asked “Are you okay?”.

Kyoutani's reaction was no surprise: the absence of any gesture or word shown that he wasn't expecting you to come to his aid so worried; his eyes could not leave your delicate figure while your hands quickly found his face, searching minutely for any wound, any redness in his face; Kyoutani was static, without reaction, his lips wanting to say something, but without any result because, quite simply, Kyoutani Kentarou was not used to displays of affection.

But what really surprised him, what really made Kyoutani realize that it was something more than affection, was when you got closer and closer to him, your lips following an invisible path to his forehead, depositing a small, tender kiss that caught everyone off guard.

“What are you doing?” Kyoutani had finally uttered more than two mere words, the aggression in his voice trying in vain to camouflage the strong pink tone that grew at an extreme speed on his cheeks.

And you just straightened up, your hands resting on your legs while a wide and strong smile shamelessly ripped your face as you repeated that phrase that you insisted on repeating to the other members, now only addressed to him:

“I’m kissing it better.”

The second time was pure coincidence.

Winter has always been a season that gave you constant struggles: the school uniform being too thin to withstand the cold, the incessant snowfall, the icy wind that cut your face, the constant evaluations at school, the long hours at the club; winter was a season of the year that never stopped challenging you.

And that day was no different.

You had stayed late at school, helping teachers and students prepare for the winter festival, a pile of tasks piling up with your breath, the end of your suffering coming with the first stars of the night.

It was late, you knew it was late, but you couldn't help but stop by the gym on the way home, the curiosity to know if you were alone taking care of your steps and dictating your path. You walked carefully, your feet afraid to step on the ground due to the heavy and thick layer of snow that covered it, the school lights illuminating so shyly and awkwardly your way to the gym; you warmed your hands close to your mouth, the scarf you wore was of little use when the strong wind insisted on laying it on the ground.

So it was a relief when you reached the gym, a small figure closing the building door after turning off all the lights.

“Are you the last one?” your smile was tender, delicate, embellished by the soft snowflakes that colored your hair; you stood in front of the gym, waiting for him to just close the door and come to you –hoping he would come to you.

“I stayed late,” it was rare to hear Kyoutani's voice; even though he had already stopped avoiding you, even though he now really listened to you as you spoke, he was still the same, distant and cold, not wanting anyone to approach him and not wanting to approach anyone –but that didn't make him any less important.

He took out the gym key and stuffed it awkwardly in his pants pocket, starting a path unknown to you, his footsteps trying to take him home; and you quickened your pace, running a little after Kyoutani, only slowing your speed when you finally caught up with him.

Silence settled between the two of you as the sounds of the city began to snuggle your footsteps into the icy snow.

Kyoutani was looking at you carefully, without you noticing that you were being the focus of his attention; your steps were toasted by the delicate sound of the snow, the strong lights of the city managing to obstruct for a moment the sweet and delicate stars that tried to show you the way; and you remained beside Kyoutani, a strong and true smile on your face, your hands incessantly fixing your scarf.

And he kept looking at you, not being able to understand what you were doing, or what you intended with that walk.

You intrigued Kyoutani, you were someone he just couldn't understand or unravel because you always seemed so genuine it seemed like a lie; so he couldn't help but think that you had secondary motives for your actions, especially when it came to him, because Kyoutani just couldn't believe that you really cared about him –he could only doubt you.

“What are you doing?” he stopped pacing and stared at you, confusion and doubt fully exposed on his rosy face from the cold.

You shrugged your shoulders, looked at the stars and let the icy night air scratch your throat when you so naturally and genuinely let words of affection and tenderness penetrate Kyoutani's heart:

“I’m walking you home.”

The third time was a courtesy of yours.

The exams before summer were always the most difficult; as such, there were several sessions scheduled by the club in an attempt to improve academic performance. The location always varied, no specific place to be claimed by you, the sessions always to be booked at the last minute; cafes or own houses, each day was different and, on that day, it was up to you to offer your house for a small study session.

It was an intense Saturday afternoon, surrounded by books and notes, discussions of topics and mutual help filling the living room of your house, food and drinks disappearing at a surprising speed. It was a productive afternoon, something quite rare with such an eccentric group, so the feeling of accomplishment was visible in your broad smile as you lazily said goodbye to your friends –after all, night was coming and the exams started early the following Monday.

You were at your door saying goodbye to the last boys, Iwaizumi and Kyoutani looking too tired to hear you properly, Oikawa being too noisy to hide his tiredness. And you could only smile; despite your extreme tiredness and your desire to close your eyes to get a good night's rest, you could only smile with Oikawa's eccentricity, Iwaizumi's hoarse words, Kyoutani's shy looks.

It was with a big smile on your face that you said your last goodbye to your colleagues, your words coming out in a slurred whisper when you asked them, with affection and kindness, to let you know when they got home –since it was already dark and the scenarios that could happen were infinite.

So, taken by your affectionate gesture, the boys went on their way, Oikawa and Iwaizumi texting you almost at the same time after ten minutes, Kyoutani still walking his long and lonely way home.

Kyoutani's mind wouldn't stop working.

Your kind request continued to resonate loudly in his mind, haunting him during the dark journey he took home; your sweet words continued to vibrate strongly in his mind, intrigued him even more with every step he took –after all, did you really want to know if he got home safe? It seemed impossible for Kyoutani someone wanting to care about his well-being, and the fact that that someone was you only made the whole scenario more unlikely. Therefore, it was only natural for Kyoutani to come home and throw his body onto the bed, totally ignoring your request, totally forgetting about his cell phone.

That is, until it started ringing.

Kyoutani was about to fall asleep when his cell phone started to vibrate loudly inside his backpack, a small melody coming up soon after; the boy got up from the bed a little reluctantly, all the tiredness he was saving for sleep dissipating from the moment he got up –and Kyoutani just wanted to sleep.

With short, uncertain steps, he approached the corner of the room, crouching down and taking out the cell phone where the bright colors of the screen played with each other, forming your name with some enthusiasm and joy.

And Kyoutani, quite confused, decided to answer.

“What are you doing? It's almost one in the morning,” Kyoutani sat on the floor in utter defeat, his free hand being placed behind his head as he let himself fall back, his back feeling the warm wood, his eyes closing with the tiredness.

You didn’t hold your reply for long.

Since he had left your house almost three hours ago that you waited patiently for his message, or for him to enter some social network and make his existence known; but Kyoutani had just gone to sleep and he didn't deign to answer, to make a small and simple gesture. The scenarios that had run through your head were countless and all violent, each worse than the last, Kyoutani's explosive nature being your main source of concern.

So when you heard his voice, so sleepy and slurred, you breathed a sigh of relief and let your body fall comfortably on your bed, your eyes closing as your lips, so slowly and lazily, replied to Kyoutani:

“I’m checking on you. You didn’t text me.”

The fourth time was a mistake of yours.

Monday mornings were always difficult for you; it was impossible to wake up early or on time on a Monday and, as such, your whole process of getting ready and getting your things for school was done in an extreme rush, your mind never being able to accurately process everything that was happening. Thus, on that particular morning, it was with great surprise that you sat down at your classroom desk on time, your hands rummaging through your suitcase and discovering a little mistake of yours.

Throughout the morning classes, you kept thinking about that mistake of yours, your mind trying to make excuses for what you did.

You were so confused, you couldn't remember the exact moment you screwed up; I mean, you perfectly remembered waking up ten minutes after the alarm, your uniform being so inhumanly dressed it was a wonder it looked good on you; your hair was combed with your fingers while your elbows pushed books and pencils into your backpack; after putting your lunch in your bag, you ran out of the house and got to the classroom on time. So… where did you go wrong?

The fateful lunch hour has arrived and with it the exposure of your mistake.

You sat at your table with a blank stare, while your backpack rested carefully on your legs, and after taking a deep breath, you decided to take your bento box and set it down on the table, a second box appearing inside your backpack.

You sighed.

Would you have to eat it all by yourself?

You started to hear little laughs in the room, your friends pointing out your mistake and offering to eat your second lunch –after all, your cooking was coveted by the entire school.

However, just as you looked up to confront the various requests, you saw a Kyoutani lost in the hallway, a small sandwich from the vending machine remaining intact inside the plastic in his hand; and you smiled.

“Kyoutani!”

Your call quickly caught his attention and as soon as he saw you smiling and calling out to him with your hand, he approached you with slow steps.

From the moment his feet stepped into your classroom, absolute silence was felt, all the students eating their lunch with unnecessary attention to Kyoutani, the boy feeling pressured by the people's shameless looks.

“What do you want?”

You just pointed to the empty chair in front of you and the second lunch box, your smile so wide and sincere it managed to infect Kyoutani for mere seconds. He held the chair and placed it next to you, his hands nervously holding the second box while a sweet and faint smile began to shyly appear on his face when Kyoutani heard your words:

“I made an extra lunch and I want to share it with you.”

The fifth time was constant.

Kyoutani knew you since the first year of high school. Although you didn't attend the same class, your paths crossed constantly in the halls and, later, in the volleyball club; as such, a small bond began to emerge between you, a tenuous and fragile bond that was held by you –until Kyoutani realized the four times you showed affection.

Kyoutani was never a boy of positive feelings, anger and disobedience constantly driving his actions, never questioning the side effects he could cause. Kyoutani never believed in love, or friendship, or anything else, because, quite simply, Kyoutani never thought he was capable of being loved.

But everything changed with you.

Your arrival in his life came wrapped in a thin paper of warmth, a fiery ball of affection exploding under the wrapping, the strong and positive emotions you provided Kyoutani being completely alien to him. It was all new to him, your small gestures managing to break down so incessantly the high, thick walls he had created over time. And Kyoutani didn't care at all; your vulgar effort touched him in a surprising way, your good and genuine nature managing to bring some clarity to Kyoutani's life.

And he could count how many times you showed him that he was important, that he was capable of being loved.

“Good morning!” your voice echoed down the hall as soon as you saw Kyoutani, your footsteps rushing towards him and stopping in front of him, a big and tender smile beautifying your face when, so excitedly, you said the same words again, this time just for him. “Good morning, Kyoutani.”

And that was when Kyoutani realized: seeing you so close to him, the repetition of your words being carried out in mere seconds, your smile being formed instantly, he realized.

“Five times,” he muttered those words under his breath, his mind taking him back to all the mornings you wished him a good morning, not a single day passing you by in those two years. You used to take some of your time to say hello to him every day for two years now, mere seconds of your day that, in a certain way and that he only now realized, made him happier.

And you smiled, realizing what he meant with those little words.

You thought it was obvious: Issei constantly thanking you for your little daily reminders, Shigeru not being able to have a good day without your sweet words; but you knew that with Kyoutani you had to give him more time, you had to be patient; you knew that eventually he would realize –and he finally did, the rosy color in his cheeks fooled no one.

So it was with great relief that you spoke before going to your classroom, your words hovering in the hallway and taking time to dissipate, wanting, above all, to deliver the message correctly to Kyoutani; your lips moved clearly, his smile expanding with every word:

“Love is in the little things, after all.”

 ੈ♡˳───── feedback is appreciated <3 ─────

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[pinkykats-place]

SFW Haikyuu x Female Reader

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None of the stories linked below are mine.

All of the readers are female and are paired with male characters.

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Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please like, comment and/or reblog their work!

Feral Animal

Alpha! Kentarou Kyoutani x Omega! Reader

Summary: You just wanted to get the boys to practice on time. You weren’t prepared to deal with this.  Good thing you had a guardian angel- or should we say, dog. 

Karasuno with a very supportive and "mom" manager

she’s mine

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Being Sejioh's Manager

Aoba Johsai x Female Manager

Sunday is Bokuto’s favorite day.

Bokuto Kotaro x fem! Reader

Kyoutani Kentarou (Maddog)x fem! Reader

Summary: kyoutani and reader on a date and the rest of aoba johsai end up seeing them

#haikyuu x female reader #reader insert recommendation #tumblr recommendations #fanfic recommendation #reader insert recommendations #female readers #kyoutani x fem reader #tsukishima x female reader #SFW #fluff #Karasuno x fem reader #aoba johsai x reader #bokuto x reader #bokuto x fem reader fluff #haikyuu x reader

[crollalanzaa]

It’s been a while, but here’s a new fic

Title: Unblocked

Ship: KyouHaba

Characters: Yahaba Shigeru, Kyoutani Kentarou, Kyoutani Michiko, Kyoutani’s Dad, Tsukishima Kei, Yanaguchi Tadashi, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Sugawara Koushi

Rating: Teen

Warnings/tags: mild sexual content, mention of alcohol, swearing

Summary:

After his Sendai Frogs' game is cancelled, Kentarou makes plans with Shigeru to watch his sister's match for Niiyama.

'Some of the guys are going," he tells Shigeru.

"Why?"

"Because there's a rookie starting the game. Short. With red hair."

So they head off, fully expecting to see a Hinata support posse, but what they don't expect is a figure from Kentarou's past to also be watching the game.

And so the tension off-court increases exponentially...

#haikyuu!! #kyouhaba #kyoutani kentarou #yahaba shigeru #fic