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mrs-kodzuken · 3 months

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K.K.T.K on my wrist ♡

Pairing: Kōtarō Bokuto x Keiji Akaashi x fem!reader x Tetsurō Kuroo x Kenma Kozume

WC: 1.9k

Genre: soulmate au, fluff, slice of life

CW: fem!reader, four soulmates, poly relationship, fluff, very soft and sweet

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When I was a little girl, I thought about how a prince would show up outside my bedroom window. He'd take me away to his castle and marry me, treating me with kindness.

Then we'd live happily ever after, just like in the movies.

However, the hardships that came with being a princess made me think that I could handle them. As it turns out, that's not how life is at all.

Not at all.

Plenty of hardships are thrown at you left and right. and it's all about how well you deal with it.

As I got older, my fantasies became more realistic. I wanted to live a small, easy life with the person I so dearly loved.

A small child or kitten running around, giving us entertainment.

Living out our lives to the fullest and being content with simplicity. We didn't need anything more or anything less.

That's how I've always imagined it.

As it turns out, life does throw things at you, but this one was one of the best hardships I'll ever came to love.

And it all begins at the young age of sixteen. A fresh high school student, worried about what people thought about them.

Their hair, clothes, grades, and sometimes even a boyfriend or girlfriend.

However, most of those thoughts got quickly brushed away. On a person's sixteenth birthday, initials will appear on their dominant wrist.

The absolute heart racing feeling full of wonder of who your special significance other could be.

Maybe it was someone who lives halfway across the world. Maybe someone who goes to the same school as you. Maybe someone you grew up with.

Or maybe someone you just happen to know from the internet.

Whatever it may be, they will be bound to meet. Some people say it's fate. Some say even destiny.

However, I just thought it was a clear misconception for me.

I had my dreams significantly crushed by four initials on my wrist. Oh, how I used to despise them—the hate that fueled through me when I looked at my wrist.

Looking back, it was harsh and childish. Life is unexpected; things happen. However, this one was one that's stuck in my favorites, even if it was the opposite of everything I always wanted.

I wouldn't trade it for the world.

The bedroom window was open a bit as the rain fell from the sky. Small devices lit up here and there around the room.

It was an easy night for all of us. Even Kōtarō was quiet, which sparked an interest in me. I was keeping myself busy by reading a book I had been wanting to catch up on.

While also laying on Keiji, who had been next to me reading some other kind of book.

Our beloved Kenma was in the next room over, streaming. The door was slightly ajar, leaving space for the blue rays of light to show on the wall.

I could hear small splashes of water coming from the bathroom. A small, unnoticeable smile gracing my strawberry-colored lips.

No matter how many times I knew water calmed that beautiful boy down, I couldn't get over it.

I had run the bath myself, even adding a few bathroom toys and bubbles, despite it being the late hours of the night. And despite that he was a grown man, we don't in this house.

If I had listened hard enough, I could hear Tetsu downstairs. The soft noise of most likely midnight snacks being made.

It seemed as if we were all content in the house we called home. A shiver ran down my back as I felt the soft breeze come from the window.

The skies were pitch black; if it were a normal night, I'd be on the roof with Tetsu and Keiji. We'd point out the constellations and watch the stars.

It was one of my favorite things to do with them.

If it were later in the afternoon and the sun was slightly straying from the clouds and the rain was soft, Kōtarō would be dancing in the rain with me.

We'd sing our hearts out, then get scolded by our lovely boyfriend, Keiji, who quite possibly seemed like the only sane one in the house.

Besides Kenma half of the time.

The days that it was sunny, and I wished silently that it would rain. Kenma would softly take my hand and lead me to the kitchen.

Even though we both shared the hatred of sunny days, we'd bake something.

Whether it be healthy or not, burnt or just right, muffins or cupcakes. So, our house constantly smells like a bakery. When we wouldn't feel up to baking, a movie was our next best thing.

On hard days when I felt like I really needed something to just get my mind off for a little while, Kuroo was my go-to person.

We'd run to the park and back, putting the stress into exercising. Sometimes, just sitting down with him on a park bench and watching everyone pass by was enough.

However, Keiji was by far the one who comforted me in a strange but loving way. He's the only one I'd talk to. I'd spill all my thoughts to, read a book with, cry to, and observe with.

Being very compatible with each and every one of them made life exciting and, oddly, calming.

"Are you cold? We can shut the window if you'd like." Keiji turned his head toward me, pausing his reading.

"I'll put on a hoodie," I said, shaking my head and loving the smell of rain. However, he knew that that would be my answer.

I'd always wrap up in multiple clothing layers instead of shutting the window.

It was a habit.

I crawled away from him as I watched Keiji place my bookmark in the place I was reading.

Slipping on my pink slippers, I walked out of the room, heading towards the clothing room.

Who knew that living with four other people would bless you with an enormously large house? However, the income we all made could quite possibly also be a reason.

As I walked past Kenma's gaming room, I peered in. My eyes were watching him a bit, I could tell even from when he was turned around that his eyes were glued to the screen.

Knowing Kenma, I knew he wasn't wearing his glasses that protected his eyes. He needed them now more than ever, since it's the late hours of the night.

Backing out, I quickly but quietly moved downstairs. His glasses were on the living room coffee table, if I remembered correctly.

When I was on the first floor, I moved to the living room, where his glasses were. Picking them up, I felt the coldness from how long they've been left alone.

The kitchen light on, curiosity peering through me. I peeked in at the sight of Tetsu sitting on the counter, scrolling on his phone.

He was most likely trying to figure out what we'd be feeling up for to eat after rummaging through our cabinets. God, he could be doing nothing and still look so handsome.

I smiled a little and headed back upstairs. Opening Kenma's door more, I could hear soft grunting from him.

Probably because of a level he was having trouble with.

Setting the glasses close to his keyboard, I leaned down and gave him a soft kiss on the temple. He nodded, his cheekbones glowing with a rouge pink shade.

That small peck meant, 'Please don't forget to wear them.' I could always express myself with small things without actually saying them to Kenma and Keiji.

Usually, I'd have to express my thoughts in a verbal way when it came down to Kō and Tetsu. However, I knew not everyone would be an introvert or just a mind reader.

When I left the room, leaving it cracked like before, I saw his game pause and him slip on the clear glasses.

I made my way back to the room, forgetting about the hoodie I needed to get. When I entered, I saw Kōtarō curled up against Keiji.

His hair was slightly dripping wet, making me cringe a bit.

I spotted his towel, which he had brought back with him instead of hanging up in the bathroom. I softly grabbed it and made my way to him.

He perked up; his yellow eyes seemed to shine a bit brighter in the dark.

"The water will make the bed wet, hon" I softly said, lightly ruffling his hair with the towel.

His arms wrapped around my waist as I continued to get the water out. Wetness and comfortable covers do not mix in my book or even on my book.

I could hear him sigh happily as I played with his hair, trying to get out all the water.

Glancing over to Keiji, his glasses were off, and our books had been set elsewhere. It's movie time.

Kenma would come from his gaming in around fifteen to twenty minutes from now. We'd all cuddle on the bed and watch a cartoon movie.

I walked to the bathroom, setting Kōtarō's towel on his hook. In a house of five people, organization was the best key.

After I cut the lights off, I walked back to see a movie picked up and Kuroo coming upstairs with our midnight snacks.

When I made sure everyone was comfortable in bed, I went to get Kenma. I could basically feel the exhaustion radiating off him. Knowing that he wouldn't get off the game unless someone actually got him.

As I got closer, I gently put my arms around his back. I did it every single time I wanted him to get off the game. I could tell he was fighting himself, wanting to go another round but agreeing.

Soon his system was off and his left hand locked in my right one, walking into our bedroom. We climbed into bed; the rotation was different this weekend.

Each day or week, we'd switch the rotation of who gets to spoon who. It wasn't my idea since I couldn't care less if I was spooning or getting spooned.

However, being the only girl it was kinda nice with everyone being bigger than me, it was kind of hot some nights too.

This time around, Tetsu was spooning me, and I happened to be spooning Kōtarō. After we finished the snacks, I couldn't resist the sleep, which called my name.

Since there were five of us, we couldn't possibly fit in a bed. So we decided to just get one of the biggest; even if we did spoon, I'm sure at least one of us would end up kicking another off the bed.

This has always been how our stay-up nights have been and I wouldn't change it for the world.

When I was a little girl, I thought about how a prince would show up outside my bedroom window. He'd take me away to his castle and marry me.

Well, now that I'm older, it's safe to say that I've got four princes who I was fated with. They agreed to live together with me, and the need to marry wasn't in our minds.

We all knew the reassurance of each other never leaving the other. But if one of us did happen to want to marry? I guess we could.

But this is the end of our weekend night and there was nothing out there that would make me give it up.

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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad. I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you have any requests!

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lilimonarch · 6 months

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Doctor Hanahaki - The Memories that Never Return [17]

Doctor Hanahaki Prequel: Whumptober spinoff!

Whumptober day 17: Touch aversion, "Leave me alone," and Lyric Prompt.

You're the lump in my throat, the knot in my chest

"Hey! Keiji, right? You're new!"

Akaashi turned his head and his very annoyed facial expression to face the kid, still getting used to the fact his first name was thrown around by just about anyone. He wasn't Akaashi Keiji, here- he was Keiji Akaashi. It appeared Americans were very different than what he was used to back home.

No, that wasn't his home anymore. He had no attachment to Japan, just the language and customs. America was the land of opportunity, this was his home.

"Look, I don't want to-" he stopped to think, how to get the words across. His English was good, not perfect and getting better, but he occasionally couldn't find the words. "Leave me alone," he knew it sounded meaner than what he wanted it to, but it was what he could remember at the time. "Sorry, I don't know how to say. English isn't my first language," he eventually sighed and turned away.

"Do you speak Japanese?"

Akaashi brightened a bit, turning around and nodding. Was his accent that thick? He thought it was fine, his mother said it was good, though maybe she wasn't the best person to ask. "That's fine!" The kid switched into Japanese instantly, his words spoken almost perfectly. "I'm Kenzo Ojiro! Most people call me Ken, but I can get the switch from surnames can be odd. Ojiro works too!"

"Oh, alright," Akaashi nodded, feeling much more at ease. "Yeah, it can be a bit much. Your Japanese is great."

"I'm half Japanese, my older brother is actually playing in a professional volleyball league in Japan!" Kenzo grinned. "Can we be friends?"

"Yo! Ken, you adopt one of the new kids?"

Akaashi rolled his eyes, Kenzo immediately waving them over as a few other kids started to surround them, but the other male seeming quite protective over Akaashi. It was nice, extroverts to fill the conversation for him, it almost felt familiar. "I did! His name is Akaashi, and he's super cool. Let's give him a warm welcome!"

Kenzo laid a hand on Akaashi's shoulder, Akaashi shaking his head and pulling away. He's not sure why, but the touch felt familiar, the touch felt terrifying. As if, it was a part his mind had locked away, where comforting touch was the bits of horror. "Please don't touch me."

"Oh, right. Sorry, Akaashi." Kenzo nodded and quickly removed his hand. Another word was never said.

Akaashi liked Kenzo Ojiro, it reminded him of a home he denied having any ties with. This group he had been adopted into had taken him in as if he had been in America for all his life, playing volleyball on the beaches in the summertime and looking out onto the city skylines. He had even met Ken's older brother, Aran Ojiro or Alan as people called him in English; Akaashi preferred Aran.

Aran once asked him if he knew a Bokuto Koutarou. Akaashi shook his head and that was the end of it.

He had grown rather close with Kenzo, he was one of his best friends. Despite Kenzo being so extroverted and social, he was quiet, fidgety, anxious when they were alone. Akaashi felt special, knowing Kenzo was important to him. Akaashi explained his end with love, his amnesia, his lack of any feelings or remorse, but appreciation for Kenzo's kindness one night on the rooftops of the city. Despite Akaashi's major improvement in English, the two still conversed in Japanese when they were alone. "No love? Like, no crushes?"

"It's not even bad, it's better this way. I can focus on my school work," Akaashi said instantly, and if he were more aware, he would catch the flush on Kenzo's face fade away as his glance darted from Akaashi to the skyline, pulling his hand back. "I'm thankful, I don't need love," Akaashi stared at the stars. "It sounds like bad logic, but I mean it. What about you? Is love that crucial?"

Kenzo chuckled a bit. "Yeah..." his voice trailed off. "It's the world to me."

"Are you okay?"

The early morning sun shone as Bokuto turned his head from where he leaned against the railing. One of his first major volleyball events as a member of the MSBY Jackals, a league to seed for an upcoming tournament . He turned his head to see one of the opposing teams hitters from a team they were supposed to face today. He had talked with the player before, he was just a year older than Bokuto. Aran Ojiro. "Yeah, I'm good. Just thinking about your brother and Akaashi. From what you said, they seem close."

"It sucks what happened, but you can't keep dwelling on the past," Aran slapped Bokuto on the back, the way friendly rivals did, the way future teammates did to get their peers back in the game. "It hurts, but you have to get over him at some point. The future is bright for you, it'll work out," they stared at the sky, cloudless and bright.

"You have a game tomorrow?" Bokuto looked up, his hands fidgeting.

"I don't."

"Want to come by my room tonight?" Bokuto gave a small smile, sly and sad, but hopeful and lustful. "Only if you're chill with it."

"How far you want to go?"

"Nothing too far, I have a game tomorrow. I can't afford to be tired and sore," Bokuto chuckled, though there was an undertone of sadness in his voice, a lump in his throat, a knot in his chest. "Just some kisses, maybe some alcohol with it."

Aran shook his head like the responsible player he was, but not at the request, just at Bokuto's scheming. "Sure, friends."

"You're a good friend, Ojiro. You should've signed with the jackals."

#whumptober2023 #whumptober #no.17 #touch aversion #“Leave me alone”#fandom #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#fanfiction #doctor hanahaki prequel #akaashi keiji #haikyuu akaashi #haikyuu bokuto #bokuto koutarou #ojiro aran

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pearlsephoni · 2 years

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The Pull of the Sun

Can also be read on AO3 and shared on Twitter!

Rating: G

Fandom: Haikyuu!!

Pairing: Kagehina (Kageyama/Hinata), background Bokuaka (Bokuto/Akaashi), background Tsukkiyama (Tsukishima/Yamaguchi)

Characters: Tobio Kageyama, Shoyo Hinata, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Kei Tsukishima, Hitoka Yachi, Wakatoshi Ushijima, cameos from Toru Oikawa and Tetsuro Kuroo

Word Count: 2,829

Summary: Love, pride, and victory come to a head in the aftermath of the All-Star Match.

A/N: Author’s notes can be read on AO3.

Team A wins.

The instant the final whistle blows, Hinata is being swept up by his team, lifted onto Romero’s shoulders as they all cheer for him in a mix of Japanese and Portuguese and English. Disappointment weighs heavy on Tobio’s side of the court, but even so, he doesn’t feel the grief that he was expecting. Maybe it’s because it’s an all-star match, a one-time event, instead of an international tournament, but all he can feel is awe, and pride, and love, so much love that he feels breathless from it.

Hinata has come so far. They were dumb teenagers, just 16 years old, when they promised to stand on the world stage together, but here they are now. They’d made it. And the crazy part is, Tobio is hungry for more. They had stood on the world stage, and it still isn’t enough for him. Staring at Hinata now, he wonders if he’ll ever get enough of this, of him.

He feels like he’s moving through a fog as the teams line up along the net to shake hands. He barely processes the line of calloused hands that he shakes, not until he’s shaking a hand that he knows as well as his own, and staring into amber eyes that shine with victory and pride.

“I told you I’d win again! Now my count is— Kageyama?”

He doesn’t realize he’s moving until he’s already lifted the net and ducked under it. Some tiny part of his mind is amused at the way Hinata’s face creases with confusion. “Tobi—?”

Maybe Hinata was trying to say his full name. Maybe he was only going to say his nickname. Tobio doesn’t know or care. He’s too focused on taking Hinata’s face in his hands and pressing their lips together. For a split second, he can feel Hinata stiffen with surprise, before immediately melting into the kiss.

Somewhere in his exhausted haze, Tobio remembers the phone call from a few nights ago, the sound of Hinata’s sleepy, jet-lagged morning voice from Miyagi slowly lulling Tobio to sleep in Rome.

“Hey, Tobi?”

“Hm?”

“When I win the match…can I announce our relationship? If the reporters ask about it? About us?”

Maybe he should feel bad about stealing Hinata’s thunder, but whatever. Hinata has won the game. Tobio deserves a win somewhere else.

And besides, who can feel bad when the love of their life is smiling against their lips? He doesn’t know how long they stand there, kissing each other breathless, but he can hear both of their teams cheering as though they had both won, and see flashes of light through his eyelids from the cameras going off, and when he pulls away, Hinata’s cheeks are red and his eyes are dazed from the kiss.

That was supposed to be it. That was all Tobio had wanted to do when he ducked under the net. But then Hinata smiles, and Tobio’s heart clenches, and the next thing he knows, he’s whispering, “Marry me.”

All the drowsy desire in Hinata’s eyes is sapped in an instant, replaced by pure surprise. “…What?”

“Marry me, Sho. I dunno how or where or when, but marry me. Give me forever with you.”

One moment, he’s staring into wide eyes, and the next, he’s being pulled into another kiss. He can feel as much as hear Hinata chanting, “Yes, yes, yes,” against his lips, and Tobio feels like he can fly.

“Um, excuse me? May we have my spiker back, please?”

They pull apart just enough to look over at Oikawa, who is pouting with his arms crossed and his eyes glinting with amusement. Tobio can feel a smug grin curve his lips as he says, “He’s mine now, Oikawa-san.”

“As long as he’s on my team, he’s—”

“We’re engaged!!” Hinata suddenly bursts out, smile so wide his cheeks must ache from it. “He just proposed! And I said yes!!” When he turns back to Tobio, his smile is a little smaller, but only because some awe has settled over his features, a sweet contrast to the way he’s bouncing on his toes. “We’re engaged,” he repeats softly, just for the two of them. “You’re my fiancé. You’re gonna be my husband!”

“That’s what being engaged means, dumbass.” But there’s no heat behind the taunt. Tobio can’t seem to feel anything but endless joy, his defeat a mere drop in the depths of his happiness.

They’re so focused on each other, they don’t notice the stunned hush that has settled over the court until it’s being broken by an onslaught of voices.

“What?”

“Holy shit, Shoyo! Congrats!!”

“Where’s the ring?!”

“Kageyama wouldn’t bring a ring onto the court, Miya.”

“Can’t lay off fer two seconds, huh, Omi-kun?”

“Chibi-chan, are you sure you want a lifetime with this asshole?”

“You’re one to talk, Shittykawa.”

“HINATAAAAA!”

Suddenly Hinata is being ripped out of Tobio’s arms, and he can only watch as Bokuto hoists his fiancé into a back-breaking hug. “Wow, you’re gonna be married, you’re gonna love it, being married’s the best, me and Keiji have tons of advice on figuring everything out, the paperwork’s gonna suck but it’s gonna be so worth it, wow, Hinata, wow!”

“Thanks, Bokuto-san!”

“Congratulations, Kageyama.”

Tobio jumps and whips his head around to see Ushijima suddenly standing at his side. It’s only then that he realizes all of Team B has come to the other side of the court to celebrate and carry out some form of good sportsmanship after it became clear that the traditional handshaking wasn’t going to finish. “Ah, thank you, Ushijima-san.”

Ushijima simply hums in response. Despite the sweat plastering his brown hair to his face, he looks as composed as ever, his olive eyes alert as they watch Bokuto continue to carry Hinata in a hug. “I know you have been dating for some years now,” he eventually muses, “but I am still surprised that you want to get married. Particularly with what an ordeal it will be, as a same-sex couple.”

Tobio knows, he knows, that Ushijima doesn’t really mean anything by his comment. But that doesn’t stop a spike of defensive anger from stabbing him. “I love him. I wouldn’t have dealt with long-distance and everything else for so long if I didn’t.”

“I would never question your love for each other. I suppose it’s just odd to see you making a lifetime commitment to anyone or anything outside of volleyball.”

“…Oh.” Well. Tobio can’t really argue with that. “I think…I think I always knew that I would love him for my whole life. Marriage will just…be a more official way of showing that, I guess.”

“Indeed.” They watch as Hinata is lowered to the ground by Bokuto, only to get swept up again by Miya while Sakusa briefly ruffles that bright ginger hair with a minuscule smile. “I’m happy for you.” Tobio looks over at Ushijima, and is surprised to see a minuscule smile on his face. “You are good for each other, and I remember how happy he made you when you were both playing in Japan. I wish you both that same happiness in your life together.”

Tobio is dumbstruck. It’s startling, hearing such heartfelt words delivered in a stoic voice from a stoic man, and the only thing he can think to say is, “I…thank you, Ushijima-san.”

“You’re welcome. Might I suggest you rescue your fiancé from his teammates?”

That surprises a soft laugh from Tobio, but he still follows the advice, approaching the gaggle of cheering men surrounding Hinata. His fiancé isn’t quite so small anymore — between his minor growth spurt since high school and his hard-earned muscles, he’s now every inch as intimidating an athlete to look at when his face isn’t being lit up by a bright smile — but he certainly appears small in the middle of everyone. It’s only thanks to his bright hair that Tobio is able to pick him out, and thankfully, the rest of the players let Tobio through easily, though he has to ignore their almost-teasing smiles as they wander away. It’s like they’re back in grade school. “Sho.”

Hinata looks startled, though Tobio’s not sure if it’s from hearing his nickname in public, or just the way Tobio had appeared. But his surprise quickly melts into happiness, and Tobio wonders, yet again, what he did to deserve being the cause of such bright joy. “You said Sho!”

“Yeah, well…everyone knows now. So.”

“They all know because you propoooosed to meeeee,” Hinata sings as he takes Tobio’s hands. “And now we’re engaaaaaged!”

“How many times are you gonna say that?”

“Until it stops exciting me!” Hinata leans up to brush a kiss to Tobio’s jaw. “So…I’m gonna say it forever! Or until we get married!”

After so many years of discretion, it feels strange to be able to kiss Hinata on the volleyball court, especially now that his haze of exhaustion and pride has cleared just a bit from his mind. But Tobio can’t resist Hinata’s raised chin and glittering eyes, and he feels like he could float as he presses their lips together.

“This is sweet and all, but need I remind you that you have fans to thank and press to talk to?”

Tobio pulls away just enough to frown at Kuroo. “We just got engaged, Kuroo-san.”

“And we’re all thrilled for you. But that doesn’t change the fact that it happened right after a game, and you are world-famous athletes. Publicity calls, especially after a stunt like this.”

His lips twist, but he can’t think of any rebuttal, and the sight of a catlike smirk tells him that Kuroo knows he’s right. “Fine.” He turns back to Hinata (ignoring the amused smile he’s trying and failing to bite back), and sighs, “Let’s do this.”

A laugh finally escapes Hinata as he presses a comforting kiss to Tobio’s lips. “We’ve been doing this for years, Tobi. Quit sulking.”

“I’m not sulking.” Despite his words, Tobio can feel a frown starting to form on his face as he reluctantly lets Hinata return to his team and walks back towards his own. The only thing that keeps the frown from fully forming is the feeling of Hinata’s fingertips lingering on his for as long as possible before they have no choice but to part.

Kuroo’s right, of course. Only the initial questions that Tobio receives are about the match. Each reporter lasts maybe two questions before they immediately cave and start asking about his relationship with Hinata, and how long have they been together, and is their relationship the secret behind their freak quick both today and back in high school, and was the proposal planned, and and and—

Tobio tries to answer as truthfully as he can without sharing more than what he and Shoyo had agreed on — yes, they dated in high school, but they took a break while Shoyo was in Brazil; no, it’s not the secret behind the freak quick, that came way before they started dating; they’d already promised to commit to each other for the rest of their lives, though the proposal itself was unplanned — but it’s still a huge relief when Bokuto redirects the attention to himself, just long enough for Tobio to slip away and catch up with his old friends.

He’s not surprised to see Yachi blowing her nose and Yamaguchi holding a small packet of tissues in one hand and his phone in the other. Yachi just manages to slow her sobs to small hiccups, only to immediately melt back into tears when she sees Tobio approach. “Kageyamaaaaa,” she weeps, grabbing another tissue and pressing it to her face, “Congratulations! I’m so happy for you two!”

“…Yachi-san, you’re sobbing,” Tobio says.

“From happiness!”

Tobio doesn’t know what to do except hold his arms open for her, and soon his jersey is getting damp from tears as much as sweat.

“Congrats, Kageyama!” Yamaguchi says, beaming at Tobio over Yachi’s head. “I mean, we kinda always knew you’d be with each other forever, but wow! Marriage!”

“Disgusting,” someone suddenly drawls from Yamaguchi’s phone. Tobio immediately recognizes Tsukishima’s voice, right down to the barest note of laughter hidden in his deadpan tones. “You two are lucky I wasn’t there to see it, or I would’ve vomited in the stands.”

“Fuck you, too, Tsukishima.”

“Tsukishima’s here?” Hinata gasps as he runs up to the group. “Oh, on the phone. Hey, Tsukishima!”

“Hello, shrimp. I guess congratulations are in order. I heard your team won.”

“‘Heard’.” Yamaguchi rolls his eyes with a good-natured smile. “He was watching the whole thing over livestream while answering emails.”

“I did no such thing, and you’ve got no proof.”

Hinata’s laugh is as bright and warm as the sun. “Thanks, Tsukishima! I got to beat Tobio and get engaged to him. Two wins in a row!” He rocks gently into Tobio, mindful of Yachi still crying into his jersey.

Tobio can only frown down at him. “I’m the one who proposed first. I won that one.”

“Whatever you say, Kageyama-kun!”

Somehow, those words are enough to make Yachi hiccup with another sob, much to Tobio’s affectionate bemusement. “I’m s-so happy for you two!” she sniffles with a watery smile, finally pulling away from Tobio. “I just know you’re going to have the happiest wedding and marriage in the world! I…I don’t know much about wedding planning, but…if you’d like, I could maybe offer some tips on the color scheme and theming of it?”

“Maybe?” Hinata repeats incredulously. “Yachi-san, who else would we want to ask? Of course we’d love your help!”

Yachi stares wide-eyed at Hinata for a moment, before— “Is she crying again?” Tsukishima asks, his bit-back laughter much easier to hear this time.

“Yes! I don’t know why I can’t stop! It’s just…it’s so wonderful, I’m so happy!”

“Yachchaaaaaan,” Hinata coos, wrapping her up in a hug and letting her cry into his sweaty jersey.

“Oi, Tsukishima,” Tobio starts, making Yamaguchi hold his phone out to him, “how would you like to be a groomsman?”

“I don’t even know if I’ll have time to make it.”

“Or maybe my best man?”

“I would rather die, thanks.”

“Tsukki!” Yamaguchi admonishes with a laugh. “You have to come! There’s no way your coach will make you come to practice when you have an Olympic wedding to go to!”

“You’re forgetting I have a whole other job.”

A certain look settles across Yamaguchi’s features, one Tobio recognizes with a jolt of nostalgia: it’s the same look of quiet, determined focus he used to get right before serving. “If your boss won’t let you take a day or two off for your best friends’ wedding—”

“My what?”

“—then I’ll personally come to the museum and fight her!”

“…Shut up, Yamaguchi. Fine, I’ll come. Of course I’m coming.”

Just like that, Yamaguchi’s face relaxes into a smile. “Thanks, Tsukki!”

“Damn,” Tobio sighs, “and here I thought I could scare you out of coming.”

“Fuck you, too, Your Highness. Watch yourself, or I’ll organize the world’s worst bachelor’s party for you.”

Tobio snorts, just a beat before Tsukishima’s words sink in. “Wait, so…you’ll do it?”

“Very conditionally, but…yes.” The smile is really clear in his voice now, in a way that Tobio knows wouldn’t have happened if Tsukishima were there in person.

The sound makes a corner of Tobio’s mouth tick up against his will, and a glance at Yamaguchi tells him that he’s been caught. “Good. Thank you.”

His eyes wander to Hinata as Yamaguchi takes over the call, and he watches as his fiancé — his fiancé, he can’t imagine ever getting used to that — gently pushes Yachi away, just enough for him to look over her face with a small smile. It makes a matching smile curve over her teary face, before she gives Hinata a reassuring nod and turns away to ask Yamaguchi for another tissue.

Only after seeing Yachi smile does Hinata look at Tobio, his eyes widening and cheeks flushing a pretty pink when he realizes he’s being watched. Tobio doesn’t know what his own face looks like, but whatever Hinata sees makes him step closer and take Tobio’s hand. “What?”

“Hm?”

“Why’re you staring at me?”

Tobio lifts a shoulder, his fingers weaving between Hinata’s and squeezing. “Just thinking…you’re my fiancé. And everyone knows.”

There’s a bemused crinkle to Hinata’s eyes, though it doesn’t take away at all from the beaming smile that pushes at his cheeks. “That’s what happens when you propose to me in front of a huge crowd of fans and press. But that’s what we wanted, right, Tobi?”

Tobio nods once. And then, to drive home his point (and maybe just because he can now), he ducks down to brush a gentle kiss to Hinata’s lips.

It’s not just something he wanted. It’s the best thing that Tobio has done in a long time.

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kiyelle · 2 years

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*.⋆ʚ NOTHING COULD MAKE HIM FALL EVEN MORE IN LOVE WITH YOU BUT…

with: sakusa, atsumu, bokuto, kuroo, akaashi, iwaizumi

ʚ SAKUSA - but the way that you look up at him from behind your eyelashes has his heart positively racing in ways he just can’t comprehend. you make him feel weightless, like he’s the only one in your world, universes away from all the others. falling in love with you was not something he had anticipated, but now he can’t imagine an existence without your touch. he takes your face into his hands and brushes his thumbs against your cheeks, ‘stop it, i want to kiss you when you look at me like that’

ʚ ATSUMU - but when you jump into his arms after a long day apart he realises he doesn’t want to be away from you for another second. his arms circle your waist as his face shies away, hidden into the crook of your neck. your hands pull him impossibly closer as his soft kisses align along your skin until they reach your lips. he hates ever being separated from you, but he can’t help but adore moments like these when you’re finally in his arms again. the love and relief that flows through him ressembles the waves of an endless ocean.

ʚ BOKUTO - but when you slightly tilt your head while listening to him talk he starts stuttering over his words. you watch him with such pure interest he grows a little nervous beneath your gaze. he’s flustered to say the least as his cheeks flush, widening into a goofy smile as a little laugh escapes his lips. in a heartbeat he’s forgotten what he was even telling you, lost in the way you make him feel heard and important in ways no one else ever could.

ʚ KUROO - but when he sees you biting down on your lip trying to suppress a smile after one of his terribly flirty jokes, he feels his heart constrict in so many heavenly ways. the effect you have on him is like no other, he could probably explain the thousands of small chemical reactions going off in his brain as his vision of you is tinted with a light shade of love. there isn’t a thing he wouldn’t do in order to see you try over and over to hide that smile that belongs to him and only him.

ʚ AKAASHI - but when you randomly take a picture of him because you think he ‘looks pretty’ it’s almost impossible for him to ignore the fluttering that awakens in his stomach. he almost can’t understand how you could ever find him pretty when you exist in this little world. he stops whatever it is he was doing when you decided to take the photo and instead takes the phone out of your hand and starts recording. ‘and there they are,’ he starts, a proud smile gracing his lips as he slowly zooms in ‘the prettiest person in the world’

ʚ IWAIZUMI - but when he hears your breathing slowly even out on the other side of the phone he wonders if you’ll be dreaming of him tonight, because he certainly will dream of you. he loves how safe he feels knowing you’re both surrounded by the very same canvas of stars every night. that if he were to try to wake you up over the call and tell you to look out your window for the brightest star, you’d probably both be looking at the same one. then he’d whisper some sappy lovey joke about you being his brightest star, but all this is just probable, for now he’ll let you sleep.

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volleychumps · 3 years

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Can I request something super angsty? Your blog is really fluffy but I feel like you’d be able to write this well😙😙 . Daichi, Tsukishima, Akaashi, Bokuto, and Atsumu reacting to seeing their S/O get over them with another guy?

« Turn and Keep Going 2

Part 1: Here

~the one in which you find the will to keep walking away, no matter their calls to come back behind you.

format: scenarios

genre: heavy angst

- includes: Tsukishima, Daichi, Matsukawa

Warning(s): heavy angst themes, cursing, uh yeah this kind of hurts proceed at your own risk

TW: breakups, do not proceed if this topic hurts you mentally or physically

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Daichi

He didn’t think he’d see you again so soon.

The separation was “mutual”, ending with the tight shut of his door as your tear-stained cheeks stretched to offer him a big smile in thanks for everything he had done for you. Daichi had stopped trying, and you stopped trying to get him to.

“I could just leave you right now.” Your voice had fallen to a whisper, and Daichi had physically stiffened from beside you, seated next to you on his bed.

Words fell on quivering lips before he cleared his throat, swallowing tightly before looking off in the opposite direction, pretending not to see the way your breath caught in your throat at the action.

He was no longer the Daichi Sawamura you knew in that moment, kind and strong, protective and sweet. Instead, his dark eyes swirled with an indifferent emotion that had you smiling in absolute disbelief that this was how it was ending.

“If that’s what you want.”

“...wow.”

And he didn’t stop you as you pulled your hair up into a knot, away from the stickiness of your wet cheeks before slowly shrugging your jacket on. He didn’t stop you as your hand found the doorknob, and you stopped to cast him one fleeting, hopeful glance that he would. He would stop you, and kiss you, apologizing for neglecting you-

“...Could I just leave your stuff outside your house?”

You looked away.

“See you around, Dai.”

He watched you pull your hair up into a knot, the same way you always did as your eyes scanned the shelves of the snack aisle, seemingly deep in thought. The months away from you seemed to make you glow a bit brighter than usual, and Daichi couldn’t explain the creeping regret growing in his stomach at the way you hummed to yourself with a light smile.

The receiver stuffed his hands in his pockets, and before he could stop himself, he was walking up to you, absent-mindedly grabbing one of the nearby products while pretending to examine the label.

“Small world.”

You blinked, looking up at him. He didn’t know what he expected, but the flash of sorrow in your eyes was quickly replaced with one of greeting.

“Daichi!”

“You like this one, right?” He held up the bag with a kind grin, and your eyes lit up. He chuckled as you accepted it brightly, noting that you were here. No longer in his dreams or regrets, a mere few inches away so that your shoulders were almost touching.

His throat constricted at the bright smile that adorned your features, all previous traces of pain gone. Brown eyes saw the lack of dark circles under your eyes, no longer looking tired of trying to carry a relationship on your own.

But he was ready. Daichi was ready, head cleared and schedule lifted- ready to give you everything he couldn’t before-

“Y/N, I-”

“I told you to stop running away to the snack aisle.”

Ah.

“Please, Iwa? I just want this one!”

So that’s how it is.

“Are you a child?”

Daichi willed the look of indifference to come back, but it wouldn’t. Perhaps he deserved this. All he could do was watch the star spiker from Aoba Joshai roll his eyes, a hint of a smile on his lips as he tosses the bag of sweets into the nearby shopping cart. He doesn’t notice the captain until one of Iwa’s arms is wrapped loosely around your waist, and when Daichi’s eyes meet Iwaizumi’s, his grip tightens.

“Oh. You’re the captain of Karasuno.”

“Yeah.” Daichi cleared his throat, and he could feel your gaze on him. There was no doubt Iwaizumi knew that your ex stood before you, his movements casual as Iwa stands in front of you, blocking you from his view.

“Something you needed?”

“No. I...sorry to bother. It was good seeing you again, Y/N.”

“You too, Dai!” Your voice piped up behind Iwa, and you genuinely meant it, for someone else had come to your be at your side, staying there when he couldn’t.

So as he spun on his heel, feigned smile fading on tight lips, he forced himself to keep walking as your giggles- giggles that had once been caused by him- filled his ears painfully.

He still glanced back as a form of selfishness, wishing he hadn’t as your arms looped around Iwa’s neck, looking up at him brightly as his hands rested on your waist. He was probably assuring that you were okay, brushing some hair out of your face and kissing the top of your head as you smiled into his chest.

Heat brimmed dark eyes as he left the store, having to release the sharp exhale of breath from his mouth as a hand clamped over the sound.

He loved you.

God, he loved you so much. He believed you would always find a way back to each other.

Instead, a lost look replaced the one of feigned happiness in his eyes.

Perhaps he deserved this, indeed.

Tsukishima

“You’re being ridiculous.”

“Well you’re being too fucking annoying.”

The laugh of disbelief fell from your mouth at Tsukishima’s crude word choice, the blonde’s face of indifference enough for you to want to curl up against the wall and sob.

“What did you say?”

No answer. The blonde merely huffed through his nose, not willing to admit he regretted it as soon as it slipped out. The stillness of the room struck fear in his stomach as he watched all the fight drain out of you, hazel eyes watching as your lips quivered before tightening.

“So that’s it?” Tsukishima finally finds his voice as you hastily walked over to grab your jacket, shoving it on as you fought the heat in your eyes. “You’re just gonna walk away when your feelings get hurt-?”

“I didn’t walk away. I never walked away.” Your words were quiet, no longer reaching their previous octave as the biting cold air of winter entered Tsukishima’s apartment with the opening of the door. You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, a weakness in your voice that Tsukishima had never heard before as a wobbly smile tickled your lips.

“You did, Tsukki. I’m just going in the opposite direction this time.”

And then the cold bite of winter faded from his apartment with the finality of the door, leaving an unnoticeable warmth due to involuntary heat clouding hazel eyes.

You would come back. He was sure of it.

Two months later he stood in the middle of the library, gazing at the spines of books yet not really reading them. Music blasted high in his ears as he ignored the pounding that came with it, unprepared for the familiar body to brush past him and send a shock to his whole system.

You.

He wanted to yell at you for leaving. Hug you for being gone for so long. Kiss you because he missed you, wanting nothing more to kiss you as you make out in between kisses why you were taking so long to forgive him-

“Sorry, my bad!”

You weren’t even looking at him, stumbling over his foot and giving him a quick closed eye smile before walking past his tall figure, Tsukishima going to grab your forearm in case you made a mistake-

“Y/N did you get lost again?”

A scoff. A foreign scoff.

“Suna, this place is huge.”

“Your fault for wanting to go somewhere this boring. Get a life, nerd.”

“As opposed to watching you ogle video games you can’t afford?”

“Oi.” Suna tapped the back of the book he was holding lightly on top of your head, pointed eyes unamused before your pout makes him scoff lightly. He reaches across your back to tug your shoulder into his side, kissing your temple.

“You’re lucky I love you.”

“Aren’t you the lucky one-?” Your quick retort was cut off by Suna stopping right at the exit of the library, tipping your chin upwards to take his time in capturing your lips, ignoring your muffled noise of embarrassment before you dig your face into his chest in a flushed manner.

“I am, aren’t I?” Suna Rintarou was selfish in that moment, knowing your eyes weren’t on him as pointed eyes glanced at the staring blonde. As to top off the situation, he rolled his eyes, pressed a second kiss on your temple, and guided you out of the library-

out of Tsukishima’s hold for good.

Tsukishima slowly pulled a book off the shelf, forcing himself to read a line through clouded vision as he willed his glasses not to fog up.

You should’ve came back, he was sure of it.

Atsumu

“You said you wouldn’t miss it.”

“I say a lot of things, princess.” The nickname didn’t have an affectionate tone behind it as the setter glances off to the side in a tired manner, avoiding your saddened gaze. “Doesn’t mean it’ll always work out, ya know?”

“Why are you being such a prick right now? I told you that this was really important to me-”

“But ya still got through it, didn’t ya?” Atsumu huffed through his nose in disbelief, glancing back at his teammates who were silently listening on after they had gotten out of practice. He didn’t know why, but he felt the need to put on a facade in front of his friends, the childish side of him choosing the best course of action. “Ya didn’t need me there.”

“’Tsumu, I wanted you there-”

“Quit bein’ so fuckin’ clingy, will ya?”

The beat of silence that settles is starkly different in contrast to the aggression behind his words. You scoff a little in disbelief, blinking back tears as Atsumu’s facade immediately fades.

“Y/N-”

“Don’t come near me.” Your tone is hushed as you step back on instinct at the step he takes forward. “Don’t.”

And he didn’t know why.

Why he didn’t follow you as your shoulder hastily bumped his as you walked past, refusing to turn back to him.

You didn’t need to spell it out for him for him to know that it was over.

“An americano, ‘Samu. I want one.”

“Go get it yerself, do I look like mom? Hurry back, the match starts soon.”

Atsumu clicks his tongue in annoyance, jogging up to the coffee shop next to the entryway where Inarizaki’s match was being held for a quick pick-me up, slight bags under his eyes from the previous events that have been looming over him for months. He wouldn’t admit it, but it’s been hellish without your backing, that one spot in the seats always empty or filled by another person who wasn’t you.

But he always thought you would come back.

“Are you sure you don’t want any?”

Huh?

“It’s better for me to not have any sweets before my match starts, thank you though pretty girl. Eat up.”

Was he hearing things correctly?

Almost fearfully, Atsumu glanced to the side, breath catching in his throat.

You were there. Dolled up all pretty and sweet, eating a piece of cake while looking around for someone. Atsumu nervously swallows, thinking the male voice he had heard must have been his imagination. Before he knew it, his feet were carrying him to the destination he had blindly been searching for these past few weeks.

“Funny meetin’ you here, came to see the team?”

You look up, tilting your head in confusion before blinking a few times cutely. “Atsumu?”

“Hey there doll.” Atsumu’s throat felt like it was constricting, his heart beat picking up as a weight lifts off his chest at the sight of the corners of your lips lifting. But it wasn’t at him. “I uh-”

The white jacket draped around your shoulders a bit too largely suddenly made sense as Atsumu feels like he had been punched in the stomach.

“I got the napkins.” Akaashi pulls out his chair, blinking at the sight of Atsumu with his hands stuffed in his pockets, nodding once politely to him. “Hello, Miya-san.”

There was an edge to his voice that made the dyed-blonde almost want to laugh in disbelief. You were on a date with the opposing team’s setter, right before his match. Atsumu’s jaw slackens before he pulls himself together, even if it was only momentarily as he feels something in his chest begin to weigh down again.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt, I’ll probably see ya after the match, Y/N-”

“Oh! Um, sure.” You look away from your ex as Akaashi reaches for your hand under the table, smiling a polite grin to Atsumu that had no real happiness behind it.

“I’ll see you on the court, then.” His tone was dismissive in a refined manner, pissing Atsumu off even more. “Good luck.”

“Yeah, you too man.” It comes out a bit strangled before Atsumu casts one more look at you, turning around as he hopes you don’t see it-

The way his shoulders began to tremble as his sight blurs through a wet heat, realizing that Akaashi didn’t need to wish him good luck in the first place.

Because in his mind, Akaashi had already won.

Matsukawa

“I told you to quit that.”

“Quit what?” The groan in Matsukawa’s voice as you trailed in after him caused a fiery anger to rise in your stomach as you scoffed.

“Stop being an asshole to me in front of your friends! I swear, your toxic masculinity just always has to be threatened-”

“Well maybe if the chick I was dating would quit being so uptight-?”

“Chick?” You arch a brow in warning, a disbelieving laugh filling your throat. “So I’m just a chick to you now?”

“And there you go again.” Matsukawa smiled bitterly as you press your lips together in a tight line, suddenly exhausted. Mentally, you were over having to be the only one interested in pursuing a relationship with the guy you loved. Someone who only exhibited his love for you behind closed doors in fear of what others would think.

“What are you doing?” Matsukawa questions, not used to being answered with silence. He watches stoically as you hastily unfasten the latch around your neck, the promise ring dangling from the silver chain mocking him.

The blocker fell quiet as you gently pry his hand open, slipping the shiny metal into his open palm as a sad smile graces your pretty features, Issei’s eyes softening. Had you always looked that tired?

“Where are you going?” But he knew exactly what was happening, forcing the rising panic in his chest down as you look up from your touching hands. Your smile was wobbly as you forced the words to come out.

“...Issei, you know I love you, right?”

Silence. Go figure. You almost chuckle bitterly before closing his fist around the chain, raising your intertwined fingers to your lips as Matsukawa merely watches.

He didn’t understand the pain that erupted in his chest as you let go, shouldering your bag with a bright smile, wetness streaming freely down your cheeks.

“Goodbye, Issei.”

“Hah, the arcade, again?”

“Leave if you want to.”

Hanamaki exhales through his nose, attempting to adjust to the unfeeling emotion behind his best friend’s eyes as he trails behind him. Almost immediately after Matsukawa realized it-

it was too late.

“Don’t push that stick farther up your ass. Want to game our normal routine or what?” Hanamaki nudged his shoulder lightheartedly, but his friend’s gaze was locked elsewhere. The strawberry haired boy’s throat had suddenly become dry as he followed his friend’s emotionless gaze.

“Aren’t you supposed to be like, good at this?”

“Laugh it up, you’re utterly hilarious.”

“Aw, want me to come help you Semi?”

You withheld your laughter as Semi Eita sent you a mock-exasperated stare, slinging the plastic guitar from the Guitar Hero game off and handing it to you like a challenge.

“Let’s see you try it then, since you’re so talented.”

“Okay 54% accuracy, give it here.”

Semi rolled his eyes, but he was smirking as you attempted to handle it properly, coming up behind you to adjust how you were holding the toy guitar. You hum as his fingers adjust your hands, shifting your weight as his chin rests on your shoulder innocently.

“I feel set up.”

“See, this is why I don’t give you hugs.” Semi’s retort had you pouting, to which he kissed your cheek quickly. You quirked a brow, not used to your boyfriend being so affectionate as Semi casts a glance to the stare boring into him.

He shouldn’t have smirked in his direction, but couldn’t stop himself as Matsukawa suddenly spun around in the other direction, feeling the wind knocked out of his chest. Hanamaki followed in suit as Matsukawa simply began walking away.

Had you ever smiled like that when you were with him?

His pace quickens, your laughter fading in the distance.

Did you always look at him that way?

Images flash through his mind in a nightmarish manner, Hanamaki grabbing his teammate’s shoulder as he finally catches up.

“Dude-”

But Hanamaki caught himself. He remained silent as Matsukawa ducked his head, slipping something out of his pocket. He didn’t need to see his face to know that after months, Matsukawa Issei’s eyes were no longer emotionless-

instead shedding tears as a silver ring dangled from a chain from within his grasp, fist clenched tightly around the delicate silver he always kept in his pocket.

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Ouch.

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ahtsumu · 4 years

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how the haikyuu boys fall in love

oikawa falls in love like a tsunami’s last breath. the first time he realises he loves you, he thinks the earth beneath his feet has fractured. terrified, he recedes from your life, pulls back from your outstretched hands, withdraws from your longing gaze, hoping that his feelings will, too. instead, they surge forward with a roar, swell to monstrous heights, foaming viciously at the crest. and soon, the colossal wave collapses against the shore, unable to fight any longer. when his words finally flood out, that roar of the tsunami arrives in the end as a whisper–– “i love you.” and everything is washed anew.

iwaizumi falls in love like a tree branch under snow. his feelings accumulate crystal by crystal: a touch here, a smile there, a picture at 2 am followed by “i saw this and thought of you” and a reply of “go to sleep, idiot” seconds later. you worm your way into his heart so slowly he doesn’t notice it at first, doesn’t notice the thick layer of snow on the caving wooden limb, doesn’t notice that one more fleeting brush against his fingers will tip the scale–– until the branch finally snaps. and when he opens his eyes to a world bedazzled by snow, the only face he can see is yours.

kuroo falls in love like honey on pancakes. with him, there’s no sudden realisation, no flashbulb moment of his adoration, because he’s been happily fixed in a golden state of mind ever since the day you met. every day, his name sounds sweeter out your mouth. every day, he wakes up with sugar on his lips. it’s slow, how his love for you grows, but it’s steady. and now, as you kiss every knuckle on his hand to pull him back down to earth, he can only let out a soft, amused exhale through his nose. his half-lidded gaze focuses on your decadent features. “i’m here,” he purrs.

kenma falls in love like eyelids after dark. very rarely do the gears in his head stop spinning; he’s lived his entire life on alert, taking in and apart details to survive. but with you… there’s no need to take in and apart the way your lips feel against his, the scent of your hair in his nose, your shallow breath against his neck. it all feels so safe. with you, he’s home–– he can finally rest. so even when light drains out from the sky, even when the world is at its worst, at the feeling of your body curling up to his, the gears in his head grind to a halt. and he lets his heart beat instead.

bokuto falls in love like a fledgeling from its nest. he knows it’s reckless–– ridiculously reckless–– to have so much faith in wings not yet fully formed, but there’s something about you that makes him want to soar. maybe it’s that you remind him of a cloudless blue sky or a valley that stretches from both ends of the earth or an ocean that glitters beneath the sun. maybe it’s that your name is a call to adventure. and at that moment, he realises that birds don’t fly when they’re ready–– they fly when they’re called to. so he steps to the edge, spreads his arms out, and leaps, your name a prayer on his lips.

akaashi falls in love like silence between friends. it comes over him naturally, instinctively, right as he thinks that he could do nothing next to you forever and still be satisfied. the feeling wraps his shoulders like a blanket and, with a twitch of his lips, he pulls it closer around himself. his eyes dart over to your figure, wondering if you know–– if you’d known this whole time. and then when you catch his gaze, when you ask “like what you see?” with a smirk on your face, he feels the fabric stretch around his shoulders as if to fit a second body. his reply comes to him like second nature, like instinct. “no, i love it.”

atsumu falls in love like skydiving from a plane. he’s meticulous, guarded, the most untrusting of fate. so he fights to gain the upper hand: he picks his parachute, his pilot, the day with the best weather–– everything is in his control. and when you come in full view, he finally thinks the dropzone is perfect. only then does he throw all caution to the wind, diving head first, eyes closed all the way down. an awesome wave of euphoria washes over him, lasting even when he realises he’s landed right in your arms, hair mussed, cheeks flushed, pupils wild with excitement. he wants to freefall into you again. so he does.

osamu falls in love like night over the city. it’s as inevitable as the cycle of the sun and moon and when it happens, he’s still the same–– yet everything is different. beside you, he feels the air change and all else fade into the background. beside you, the hum of the world turns into a steady beat, a pulse awfully similar to the one in his chest. and he flickers to life, a mosaic of light, when you touch him. he doesn’t usually look like this, you think as you draw circles on the back of his hand, trying to pinpoint what about him has changed. smiling softly, he knows that you’ll figure it out soon. or... he could say it now.

kita falls in love like a seed into the ground. he doesn’t feel it when it’s sowed, nor when it takes root beneath the soil, but he sure feels when it sprouts. its stem crawls around his legs and up his trunk, keeping him safely fixed to earth. it grows with every “good morning” and “i’ll save you a seat”, it grows when you prance over with a joke on your lips and two coffees in your hands. it grows when he sees you with your eyes closed, head tilted towards the sky like a sunflower, and realises that you are all he’s ever wanted. your head turns. your eyes meet. and as spring does with the cherry trees, he blooms.

ushijima falls in love like a comet past the sun. as he hurtles by, your radiance melts his icy exterior into the glimmering cloud in his wake. every inch of his body is on fire. he feels the power in the pull of your orbit. feels you could utterly ruin him. feels he’d be okay with it, too. but you don’t. instead, he thinks himself made of anti-gravity as you trace constellations into his skin. he sees stars collide when you kiss. and when he remembers how a comet can spend thousands of years without passing the sun in its orbit, he looks at you asleep in his arms and holds you just a little tighter to his chest.

tendou falls in love like confetti on new year’s eve. this moment has spent all year in the making. ten, from the day you pummelled into his life. nine, the time that slowed when he saw you smile. eight, when you changed each other’s names in your phones. seven, that time he dragged you out to a party. six, how you retaliated by taking him to a play. five, your shoulders touch during said play. four, his fingers wrap around yours during the finale. three, you hold hands all the way home. two, he walks you to the door. one, you stop. zero, he leans in. and the world explodes in full colour.

kageyama falls in love like a fawn upright for the first time. it’s all new–– the butterflies in his stomach, the sluggishness of his tongue in his mouth, the short-circuiting of his brain when you’re around. he stumbles and trips and topples over navigating through the tingling in his body. “are you okay?” you ask, peering into his eyes. his cheeks burn as he nods, unable to form words. he thinks he’ll be fine, though, until you place a hand on his shoulder. the touch sends another flood of electricity through his nerves. “you sure? you look like you’re about to hurl.” and he resolves that he will do something about this.

tsukishima falls in love like a chest in resignation. he didn’t believe in softer emotions–– or at least, that’s what he told himself. and he held out for so long. but then you came along with your dumb sparkly eyes and your stupid smart mouth and infuriatingly sweet smile. even with the argument still fresh on his mind, he still adores you to death. especially right now, as he struggles to breathe knowing that he might lose you. fine, he thinks, no more running. he picks up his phone and sends the message that’s been sitting in his notes. and finally, he lets out a sigh. you win. he’s never been happier to lose.

sakusa falls in love like the last leaf before winter. just as a tree holds onto its foliage for dear life, he is stubborn in refusing to fall. still, even he is powerless against nature. as autumn goes, winter arrives in your form. he thinks you are the strangest cold–– the kind that soothes instead of stings, the kind that kindles fires and bakes chocolate chip cookies, the kind that turns his cheeks red without a touch but with a smile. but he likes it. so when winter knocks at his door and asks if he’s “ready to go?” he, the last leaf on the tree, finally flutters down to the ground.

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newronantic · 3 years

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HAIKYUU!! FICS

so this is mostly gonna be for myself to keep track of my favorite fics i’ve read, but hey if anyone else wants to check some of these out then thats great

MHA one is up!!

ill keep updating this as i read more, feel free to send me suggestions!

KageHina

plain as day - emleewrites

In which Hinata has spent the better part of the last twenty years putting his heart and soul into volleyball, hoping to be recognised, to be noticed. And yet he spends all these years also thinking of himself as rather plain, beyond his lack of height and bright hair, and not really noticeable at all.

In Transit - Mysecretfanmoments

Hinata finds that he likes standing close to Kageyama on buses and trains. It doesn't mean anything--probably. Maybe.

I like the way your clothes smell - Mysecretfanmoments

Power outages, ghost stories, and the presence of a certain orange-haired boy lead to bad decision-making on Tobio's part. He'd planned to keep his crush a secret; the universe has other plans.

Chaotic Neutral - akaraka

Who's this Kageyama person on twitter and is he gay?

1: Anonymous: see title

2: Anonymous: curry king

3: Anonymous >> 1: It's the curry king, obviously. Have you been using his memes this whole time without knowing who he was?

4: Anonymous: 1) Hinata Shouyou's boyfriend 2) See above

jellyfish - mysterytwin

At the beginning of his last year at Karasuno High School, Hinata Shouyou starts a list and calls it THINGS TO DO BEFORE GRADUATION, all with high hopes that he’ll be able to complete it before his time runs out.

TsukkiYama

Try This On For Size - CloudMonsta

A lot changed for Yamaguchi Tadashi over the course of high school. He started trying on dresses, for one.

The Great Yamaguchi-Tsukishima Split (Capitalization Necessary) - WyYeuw

"But no, the current situation isn’t normal. This situation requires the full attention of the team.

No, what’s really concerning this time around, is that Yamaguchi is the one ignoring Tsukishima.”

Yamaguchi confesses. Tsukishima fucks up—like, really fucks up. The volleyball club notices and loses a week’s worth of practice.

IwaOi

Terrarium - sausaged

He's practically a professional at being proactive (lies, lies, and lies when it comes to Iwaizumi).

At this point, is he really happy with just staying best friends forever? Will he be writing journals and collecting rocks forever (he will, he knows, but that is aside from the point)?

Can he really tag his Instagram photos with #YOLO if he doesn't actually put that phrase into practice?

A story about Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime, plants, and rocks.

They Say it Rain Diamonds on Jupiter - exsao

"You're in love with him."

Hajime considers denying it. He considers deliberately choking on his drink to express surprise, to create a distraction by spitting onto the man in front of him's pristine white shirt and causing a commotion. Instead, he swallows his mouthful of soda and heaves a small sigh once his mouth is free.

"Yeah," he says instead.

He's never been good at lying, anyway.

bait and switch - Stylographic_Blue_Rhapsody

Oikawa's university volleyball team knows he's in a long-distance relationship with someone from high school. They imagine a sweet-faced girl that matches his sarcasm with patience. They are so incredibly wrong.

my heart is where it’s always been - foreverautumn

Iwaizumi places his phone down carefully.

Oikawa. Pining after someone. There’s no way.

(Iwaizumi knows he shouldn’t care who Oikawa might have feelings for, but within the span of three days, it’s somehow the only thing he can think about.)

KuroKen

Beautiful People Will Ruin Your Life - todxrxki

Kuroo Tetsurou runs a private Twitter account where he's constantly tweeting about how desperately in love he is with Kozume Kenma. Little does he know that Kenma sees all the tweets and keeps referencing the account in an attempt to get Kuroo to confess to him. / Or, five times Kuroo didn't notice Kenma hinting about his private Twitter account, and one time he finally did.

the things that get caught in the valves of his heart - ghostpot

Emotional competency is not exactly Kuroo's strong suit. Kenma finds it quite amusing.

Accidentally In Love - todxrxki

Kuroo frowns, but then slowly, the corners of his mouth lift up into a smirk. "Well, if it's so unbelievable, why don't we give it a try?"

Kenma glances up at him curiously. "What do you mean?"

"Let's do the 36 questions to fall in love," Kuroo says, still smirking stupidly. "If we don't fall in love, then you're right, it's bullshit. But if we do somehow..." Kuroo waggles his eyebrows. "Then I win." / Kuroo decides he and Kenma should do the 36 questions to fall in love as a joke, but they both start to realize they might actually be in love already.

the galaxy is endless (i thought we were, too) - cosmogony

TW: major character death

Kuroken AU where the last words your soulmate will say to you appear on your skin when you turn 16, and how Kenma and Kuroo learn what this means over the course of their lives

even if you’re ahead for a bit, i will catch up - ghostpot

Kuroo first confesses when they're sticky-fingered, wide-eyed kids, and subsequently every day after that. Kenma takes a while to come around.

you’re the brake lines failing (as my car swerves off the freeway) - ghostpot

Kenma thinks that Kuroo looks ugly with his head bent against the arm of the couch like that. Then Kenma thinks that he wants to marry him, and is promptly thrown into the 5 stages of grief.

teach me the way home - icespyders

“Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because —

because — I don’t know how to say it: a day is long

and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station

when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.”

Kuroo and Kenma grow up in transit.

in this universe - crossbelladonna

Living with Kuroo is sometimes, just like this. It always feels surreal like he's living half a world and a lot of things rush by too quickly. Kenma feels like he'd watched him come and go in a blink, eyes wide and wordless as the shared space went snug in an instant and far larger in the next.

All this, and a glass of water.

Beginning’s End - todxrxki

Somehow over the course of Kenma's lifetime, he’s never really had an opportunity to miss Kuroo. He’s always been there. Even when they went to different schools, Kuroo would meet him afterwards so they could walk home together, shoulders brushing, Kuroo occasionally taking the opportunity to guide him when his nose was buried in the newest video game. The thought of Kuroo not being there anymore is uncomfortable, to say the least. / Kozume Kenma's third year and the changes the year brings in himself and his relationship with Kuroo Tetsurou.

All I Want for Christmas is You - todxrxki

“Kuro,” he says. “You’re a single guy.”

“Yeah, great, thanks for pointing that out.”

“And my parents already know you, plus they already know you like guys or whatever so… what if you pretended to be my date for Christmas dinner?” / In which Kenma recruits his housemate and best friend Kuroo to be his fake date for Christmas.

BokuAka

just to miss the sun - rosevtea

Everything begins to implode when MSBY Jackals outside hitter Bokuto Koutarou crashes Akaashi's livestream.

Operation BokuAka - kazzydolyn

After spending two whole years watching Bokuto and Akaashi pine for one another, the rest of the Fukuroudani Volleyball Club has had enough. When everyone meets up for a reunion dinner, the team decides to play matchmaker and finally get the two of them together. Unfortunately, their plan starts to fall apart when they discover that Akaashi is already dating someone. And apparently so is Bokuto. What a strange coincidence.

bitter - silvercistern

He accepted his classmate's chocolates gracefully, then declared his lack of interest with as much dignity as he could muster. She deserved the courtesy. At least she'd acknowledged that Valentine's Day was all about her, and not about him in the slightest.

Because if any of these girls had taken the time to actually get to know him, they’d quickly realize something even more important than his lack of interest in girls.

And that was that Akaashi hated sweets.

In Another Life - LittleLuxray

TW: major character death

Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too.

The hospital AU that no body asked for, but that I took upon myself to write.

120% yes - pissedofsandwich

TOKYO FRANCHISE COMING SOON @OnigiriMiya

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Kissing Ace - karasunovolleygays

It happens right after training camp.

Akaashi Keiji has a secret he has guarded since he was a child. He won’t go so far as to call it a fear, but more of an aspect of himself of which he is horribly mortified. No one on the team knows about it, and Akaashi does his best to keep it that way.

But years of dodging hugs and casual contact come to naught in the blink of an eye and the swipe of a hand.

daisy rings and frivolous things (i am deliriously in love with you) - gabstar

Akaashi Keiji is in love. Bokuto Koutarou is a star. Everyone on Fukurodani has a gambling problem.

SakuAtsu

The MSBY Black Jackals Read Thirst Tweets - isaksara (syailendra)

Sakusa’s eyes are very dark naturally, sucking in all surrounding rays of light and crushing them in his pupils. For an athlete, he is rather pale. His lips look very pink in comparison. Atsumu is suddenly catastrophically aware that in this instance, ‘accent’ is a euphemism. “Good enough for your Olympic-size ego, Miya?”

(In which Atsumu realizes that he is attracted to Sakusa Kiyoomi in the most inconvenient way possible.)

A Liar’s Truth - internetpistol

In which Sakusa Kiyoomi is raised to believe that gay people go to hell but then takes one look at Miya Atsumu and thinks, then why the hell did God make them so fucking hot?

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Haikyuu poly headcannons!! <33

Pairs: Kageyama & Hinata, Oikawa & Iwaizumi, Ushijima & Tendo, Sakusa & Atsumu, Kurro & Kenma, and finally Bokuto & Akaashi.

part 2

Sfw AND Nsfw

Slight time skip spoilers!!!

let me know what you want to see next

word count: 2.6K I got a bit carried away. lol

FEMALE READER

Kageyama Tobio and Hinata Shoyo

Sfw

It's a constant fight for attention

They are polar opposites, Hinata is warm and energetic while Kageyama is confused and awkward, but they both love you so much it hurts.

How you got together was kind of a funny story, you and Hinata knew each other from middle school and reconnected when you met at a local mall in tokyo. So when you and Hinata started hanging out more he couldn't help but brag to Kageyama about it, which led to him wanting to meet you and thus began the year long fight for your love.

You couldn't choose between them so they came to the decision that they would just share you!

Your dynamics are pretty simple, you spend as much time with whoever is not at practice at the time, lucky they have two completely different practice schedules, Hinata in the morning and Kageyama in the afternoon.

That meant cuddling with Kags in the morning and cooking lunch with Hinata in the afternoon.

You guys also have a weekly date night! You have a rotation of who gets to choose what they want to do.

Unsurprisingly Hinata likes volleyball inspired dates, but he also likes the movie and picnic dates!

Kageyama is a bit more romantic, shockingly (he read a dating book), like romantic dinners and late night walks , shopping, anything to see you happy.

They also love anything you want to do, stay in? They make popcorn for movies. Dinner? Where, what and when should they make a reservation.

They are literally so whipped for you.

Nsfw

Oh~ ho ho~

I am a firm believer that these two are switches.

Hinata is a bit more submissive than Kags (for the most part), but he has his moments.

And i have this thing where Kags makes you and Hinata fuck while he watches biut votgh of you are power bottoms.

Toys toys toys

I'm talking double ended dildos and vibrators galore.

Punishments are usually for Hinata and consist of you riding Kags while he watches, and its absolute torture.

They also have nights where they have you alone and those are sweet and romantic, rose petals and candles.

It's never boring <33

“Tobio, doesn't she look so pretty?”

“God Shoyo you’ll cum in your pants if you grind like that”

“ go fuck yourself on the fucking dldo like a slut”

Oikawa Tooru and Iwaizumi Hajime

Sfw

There are two ways that this happened

1. You grew up with them and slowly fell in love through your life, and you all got together in highschool

2. You met Oikawa in Argentina, literally fell in love at first sight, stars in your eyes. This led to him bringing you back to Japan, which led to you meeting “Iwa-chan” (who looked much more beautiful in person). After hanging out everyday for about 3 weeks Oikawa bright up the idea of sharing

And here you are!

You guys are all similar but you share personal things with each boy

With oikawa you have the obsession with aliens and you too even have a beauty routine that you do every night before bed.

With Iwaizumi you, of course, make fun of Oikawa at every waking moment. But! You also do all different kinds of exercise with him. You have a monthly yoga class and a swim aerobics program every other tuesday!

These two spoil you so much it's ridiculous.

Perfumes, jewelry, clothes and even gaming things.

They will get you anything even if you don't want it (and they are rolling in cash so it doesn't really matter.)

Nsfw

Iwaizumi rules the bedroom.

And as much as Oikawa pretends to be the top, he falls apart the second you kiss him neck.

Favorite position?

Simple. It can go two ways.

Oikawa laying on his back, Iwa fuking him into heaven and you sitting on his face OR you on your stomach ass up with Iwa between your legs and Oikawa's dick in your mouth.

The only real times Oikawa is in you is when Iwazumi wants to see both of you be pathetic sluts, or when Oikawa is being punished, mostly cockwarming while he is tied and not able to thrust in you.

Double penetration?

Your punishment.

Whine and cry all you want neither of them are slowing down, this is really the only time Oikawa is dominant in the bedroom

“Aw, Tooru, look at her! So pathetic!”

“You look like two whores trying to fuck, Harder brats”

“Oh! Iwa her throat gets tighter when you do that!”

Ushijima Wakatoshi and Tendo Satori

Sfw

Oh bby how did you get so lucky?

You have the best of both worlds!

Tendo, who you can joke around and cook with.

And Ushijima, your pillar and voice of reason.

This relationship was 100% started by Tendo. No question. He saw you and decided right then and there that you were his, and what kind of best friend would he be if he didn't share with Wakatoshi!

Thank god you were willing to do this, it would have Broken Satori AND Wakatoshis heart :((

This WAS the best decision of your life.

Your first date as a threesome was so cute, it started with walking around tokyo and you stopped and ate in a small cafe. You begged them to pay and they didn't let you so this became a game to see if you could ever find a way to pay before them.(you're still failing to this day)

After the cafe they took you to a small beach that had a little volleyball net set up. Insert uwus here

They taught you how to play, the basics if you didn't already know, and you guys played around until it was 2am

All of your dates are different but they either end like that or cuddling on the couch wachting movies. OR you know ;))

Nsfw

UHHH there are two ways this could go.

You being absolutely ruined by these two. Both being pretty big, they easily overpower you.

Tendo also has the obsession with being in your ass while ushijima rips your poor pussy apart.

Sadist tendo also makes a slight appearance, not letting yu cum for hours then making you cum over and over and over again

Mr. Tendo controls what you and Toshi do!

Trust me Wakatoshi is still controlling you every waking second, but having Tendo tell him what to do (being slightly unaware of what to do anyway) gets him off just as much as you.

And when he’s feeling more adventurous, Tendo has kept you and Ushijima on literal leashes at his feet while he just chilled out. (i literally love this so much-)

You guys do a lot of exploring!

“Harder Toshi, the slut can take it”

“” we don't have enough dicks to fill all your holes”

“Satori! Please!” “Shhh, floor whores don't get to talk”

Sakusa Kiyoomi and Miya Atsumu

My #2 pair

DAMN, i can't even put how whipped they are for you in words.

You defiantly knew Sakusa first.

You two met in the supermarket, much to his displeasure he had to shop for himself, it was the classic strangers to lovers trope

You both reached for the same countertop cleaner!

To both of your shock you touched his hand and immediately started to apologize to him (he couldn't even reply because he was so stunned by your beauty)

He snapped back and started to interrogate you about what cleaning products you use, you both didn't even realize how much time passed with you just talking about how you clean.

Eventually you exchanged numbers and texted almost all day.

This led to him texting you back every chance he had during practice breaks, but he never told you he was a professional volleyball players AND happened to be on one of the top teams in the country, (you found out when he randomly followed you on instagram)

Eventually he got sloppy and Atsumu looked at his phone and found your number! Aren't you lucky ;) almost immediately after he started to question Sakusa about you

Who is she?

Where did you meet?

Is she pretty?

Gimmie her number Omi, i wanna know her too!

Eventually Atsumu just stole his phone and started to non-stop call you.

“Uh Kiyo? This guy keeps calling me and asking me questions about you.”

“Ignore it”

It got so bad that when you officially met atsumu he had followed Sakusa to your meeting spot, and you hit it off! (much to Kiyoomi’s disdain)

After a few months, and a lot of talks, all three of you entered a relationship!

Your dynamic was great! You were clean like Sakusa and fun like Atsumu!

Perfect!

Another spoiling group, it's like they just know what you want. It doesn't even matter what you think :// no take backs :))

Plus you have girl time when they are at practice, a good time to plan surprises ;)

You even got Atsumu into skin and hair care (kiyoomi approves)

You are literally perfect (and the hottest couple in the planet)

Nsfw

Sakusa is in control.

No question.

He wants ti fuck you? Done.

He wants to watch you play with yourself. Already rubbing circles on your clit.

He wants you to ride Atsumu until you squirt? You're bouncing on Atsumu Cumming and cumming.

Believe it or not Sakusa AND Atsumu love messy blowjobs, seeing you slobber all over yourself and their cocks is the most beautiful thing to them.

Atsumu also has the dirtiest most vulgar mouth on earth, will not spare your feelings one bit.

But that doesn't even measure up to how Kiyoomi speaks to you. He has no shame is telling you that they are going to let everyone on the team fuck you senseless.

Sakusa also loves to punish you and Atsumu for literally anything, he will tie you to each other and put vibrators in your holes and just watch you two desperately grind on each other to get relief that just won't come.

(they both love to ruin your orgasm too)

“Go Whore i know you can bounce faster than that”

“Look at her Omi! Isnt she the best little cumdump? Yes you are! Yes you are!” (pls he treats you like a pet)

“Hey Miya. Wouldn't shugo just love to have her on her knees for him? I think we should let her sometime”

I would do anything for these two-

Kuroo Tetsuro and Kozume Kenma

Oh? You're the most spoiled pet in the world?

You definitely grew up together, aka you've had both of them wrapped around your finger since you were 8.

You guys probably started dating after you accidentally let it slip that you were in love with the both of them.

After you all confessed and talked for hours, you were officially dating!

Not much has changed, but they were more affectionate and loving and more physical with you.

Your dates are really random, all the varying schedule and all.

They take you to anime cafes and gaming cafes and ALL the different cafes.

They always tell you you don't have to work but you feel bad so you started a makeup channel on youtube! And of course you were a sensation!

You and Kenma make little collab videos and were voted as the cutest couple of the year!

But that doesn't1 mean you aren't involved in Kuroos life just as much!

You help him get ready every morning, he just “can't” tie his tie even after doing it since highschool.

You make him a unique bento everyday!

You even buy him little chemistry sets whenever you see that a new model was released!

Plus living with two cuddle bugs is a dream for any girl ;)

Nsfw

The way that both of them are into cockwarming-

Whenever Kenma is not streaming he wants you to sit on his cock, just be a good kitten and do it.

No worries! Between rounds he'll start to pound you for as long as he can, but it's never enough for you to cum :// too bad you'll just have to wait until he’s done, or when Kuroo some home.

With Kuroo it's usually when he is doing more work in his home office. This is pure torture.

He won’t even pay attention to you until HE wants to cum.

To add on to that neither of them are afraid of fucking you infront of people.

Kenma has no fear of keeping you at his feet while he streams so you can suck him off whenever he wants.

One time he was on a zoom call with his PR team and they had no idea you were deepthroating his cock under where the camera could see.

Kuroo is the worst with this too, he’ll start fucking you when he knows he ahs a work call in a few minutes, so in the middle of fucking he’ll just answer the phone and make you shut up :((

Both of them together? You’re fucked. (literally haha)

Kenma a bottom , 100%, just not as much as you.

Sex mostly means kuroo fucking you and sucking kenma off.

“I wonder if everyone would still follow you if they knew what a slut you are”

“Kitten you have to be quiet for Daddy now, this call is important”

“Look at that kenma, she’s cumming all over the place while drooling all over you!”

Bokuto Kotaro and Akaashi Keji

The owl nest? Yes Ma’am.

You were akaashis girlfriend first, but that meant you were practically dating Bokuto anyway.

Akaashi? He loved it, you were just so cute when you tled to Kotaro!

When he got excited, you got excited and you were just the cutest two babies in the world!

The way you would talk for hours about nonsense and laugh about the stupidest things.

Slowly but surely Akaashi braugh Bokuto into the relationship, and you had no objections!

It started with small things like movie nights that turned into sleepovers that became full dates!

Dates? Oh man you go on one almost every night!

The movies! Bookstores! Restaurants!

Even to the volleyball gym.

Sometimes Akaashi takes you to Bokuto’s games and you two just Cheer your lungs out!

This seems crazy but one time on your anniversary that took you to an owl farm!

It was probably the funnest night of your life, and that was it all three of you knew that this was how you wanted to spend the rest of your lives.

Nsfw

Bokuto might be the driving force but Akaashi is the real mastermind behind the bedroom life.

Sex mostly includs being railed by Bokuto for hours while Akaashi whispers sweet praises in your ears, telling you how good your gtaking Bokuto.

Akaashi is also a firm believer in punishing people with toys,aka Bokuto getting ahead of himself and ignoring Akaashis commands which lands him tied up and a vibrator pressed to his sild until his orgass are dry :)

Of course you are no better, cumming before your told or vene worse masterbating without permission.

That lands you with a bunny vibrator, unable to move and just watching as Akasshi fucks Bokuto with your favorite dildo :(

But if you'd just listen this would have never happened, just promise not to do it again!

“Keji please, pease, wanna cum s-so bad”

“Gee, you're just sucking him in huh? After all this time you still want more!”

“You are just the prettiest little thing huh.”

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pies-writes-and-more · 3 years

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the first time saying I love you

Warnings: nothing! Maybe some swearing but all fluff!

Characters: Daichi Sawamura, Bokuto Kotaro, and Ushijima Wakatoshi all with a Fem!Reader

A/N: I know I have some requests and other WIPs I should be working on but I was having a bit of trouble finding some inspo so I thought maybe this would help haha. Hope you enjoy! I might make more parts with other characters :)

p. 2

Daichi Sawamura Who says it first: You

“You’re going to do great! I love you! Good luck!” With those words, you ran out of the gym and made your way up to the stands, perching yourself over the edge with the rest of the Karasuno fans. You glanced down at the court to make sure you had a good view, trying to give a smile to your boyfriend.

It was odd though, Daichi hadn’t moved. It was like he was frozen in the spot you left him. His body seemed stiff and his feet were glued to the floor.

The Karasuno team all looked up at you with wide eyes, even Kiyoka staring up at you in surprise, most of their jaws open. You tilted your head in confusion - did something happen while you came up to the seats? Was it something you said-

Oh.

Daichi turned and looked up at you with wide eyes. His lips parted but there wasn’t a sound coming out. What was that look in his eyes? Was it… panic? Annoyance? Were you not supposed to say that?

You could feel your insecurities rising up in you - how stupid were you? The two of you had only been going out for a few months now! How could you say something so carelessly?

But it hadn’t felt careless. In fact it almost felt… effortless. You did love him. You’d known this for a while now, even if you had avoided voicing it. Ever since he met your parents and was the sweetest guest ever - they loved him. You loved him. And now those words were in the air for him to decide what to do with.

“Y-You love me?” He managed to get out after a while. You wanted nothing more than to sink back into a chair and hide. This wasn’t the time. This was an official match. Daichi had to focus, how was he supposed to focus if he was going to break up with you right now- “I love you too!” He declared loudly, a smile growing from his lips to his eyes.

Your eyes widened and blinked at him, feeling the genuineness of his words. “I love you, Y/N!” He repeated, giving a firm nod. “And we’ll win this match for you! Promise!” He assured you, Sugawara and Asahi coming up behind him and clapping him on his shoulders, both of them sending you a thumbs up.

“We love you too, Y/N!” Sugawara grinned and Daichi smacked his head playfully. “What! She’s nice to Asahi when we’re not, and she bakes me food,” Sugawara smirked sending you another cheeky grin that makes you laugh. Asahi just chuckled, but nodded in agreement. The four of you had gotten close even before Daichi and you had started going out and their bond was something you always loved seeing in action.

“Shut up,” Daichi grumbled to his friend but shot another look at you, as if memorizing this moment before going out and getting ready for the game. He had never broken a promise to you, and he wasn’t going to start with this one.

Bokuto Kotaro Who says it first: Him

“Are those for me?” Bokuto gaped as you walked into the gym, his jaw practically on the floor seeing the container of sweets in your hands.

“Well they’re for everyone really,” you laughed, admiring the sweet smile on your boyfriend’s face, “but you can have the first pick just cause you’re cute.”

Bokuto was drooling already - he loved it when you made him any kind of food. He grabbed the container from you, peppering your face with kisses as he attempted to get it open.

“Akaashi! Look! Y/N baked us some treats!” Bokuto called, waving his best friend over. “It’s no wonder I love you, you always make the best food!” He grinned over at you, shoving the first sweet he could grab into his mouth.

He hadn’t even swallowed before noticing the look on your face, eyes wide like you were a deer in headlights, “Sumfin’ wron’?” He asked you through brownie crumbs. He turned to Akaashi who had slowed down making his way over upon hearing his friend’s words, but he only offered a raised eyebrow in return. “What?” Bokuto asked confused.

“Bokuto, you idiot,” Akaashi shook his head in disappointment. “I don’t think that’s how you’re meant to say that kind of stuff. Isn’t it supposed to be more... private?”

Bokuto frowned a little, thinking back to his last words, “That she makes good food? But it’s true-” And there it was. Bokuto’s whole body froze in realization, turning to you with eyes as wide as an owl. “Y/N-” he started nervously.

“It’s okay!” You offered a grin, rubbing the back of your head nervously, “You can take it back if you want to! I’ll pretend like I didn’t hear it!”

Akaashi’s fingers slipped the container out of Bokuto’s hands quickly, sneaking away to give you guys some privacy while also trying to get the rest of the team some food before Bokuto ate it all.

“Take it back?” Bokuto thought it over for a moment before shaking his head, “Would you want me to take it back?”

You shifted nervously, “I mean I wouldn’t ever want you to say something you didn’t mean.”

Bokuto laughed, a sound that surprised you but also put your nerves at ease, “Why wouldn’t I mean it?” He grinned at you, hands on his hips. “I’ve loved you since we met, Y/N. I knew from the moment I laid eyes on you that I’d want to be with you forever.” He beamed proudly, smiling down at you. That smile froze for a moment, his eyes widening again, “Unless… you don’t feel the same…” Somehow it seemed like his hair drooped and you could see the signs of sad!Bokuto coming on.

“Of course I feel the same,” you insisted quickly, your face feeling hot. “I… I just didn’t think we’d have this moment in front of your teammates,” you whispered playfully, laughing a little.

Bokuto glanced at his team who were eagerly eating the snacks and watching the show in front of them: starring you two.

“Oi! Go eat somewhere else! I’ve got to finish declaring my love to the most wonderful human in the world!” Bokuto ordered before turning back to you with a smile while Akaashi shoved the rest of the team out the door (much to their protest). “I’m sorry for... not making it more intimate.” He apologized with a light chuckle, “I’ll make it up to you though!”

You shook your head with a smile, reaching up and pressing a kiss to his nose, “As long as you mean it, I don’t care where you say it.”

Bokuto smiled and scooped you up into a huge hug, pressing his lips to your ear before murmuring, “I love you, Y/N. I love you. I love you. I love you,” he chated softly, “I’ll love you forever, every single day of my life.”

Ushijima Wakatoshi Who says it first: Him

Ushijima never really cared for interviews but he knew that his team being as good as they were warranted some media attention. But what he hated most about it was their constant need to know everything about him.

“What’s your favourite food? What a line that makes your team really inspired? What kind of workout routine do you follow? What’re your plans for after this tournament?”

Most of the time he would grunt a short answer or excuse himself and let someone else answer, but this time around, it didn’t seem like Tendō was going to be able to save him.

“Who was that girl you were talking to before the game? Is that your girlfriend? What’s it like for her knowing her boyfriend is being watched as a top player in all of Japan?”

Ushijima wondered why they didn’t ask you that question - what was he supposed to know about how you thought about it? At that thought, Ushijima decided not to run away from this interview. He didn’t want you to feel forced into explaining your feelings and knew that he had grown accustomed to all the questions and reporters - you might not have.

“She is my girlfriend, yes.” Ushijima stated flatly, his eyes subconsciously glancing in your direction. Tendō was saying something about the other team and making you laugh with this snarky and playful songs. A gentleness grew in Ushijima’s eyes, just watching you. It was subtle but later when you watched the recorded interview online, you’d be able to catch it. Your heart would flutter a little, wondering if he was really looking at you at the time. “I don’t want to speak for her feelings, but she’s always very proud of the team and our performance.”

“How long have you two been together?”

“Almost 2 years now.”

“Must be young love then,” the reporter had grinned, nodding to themselves in satisfaction.

There were a few more questions but Ushijima’s mind had practically left the interview already. He thought about what the reporter said, calling it young love. He had heard his mother describe her feelings towards his father like that. It had been young love.

But was that how young love ended? Was it always a crash and burn that ended in his mom’s quiet cries when she thought he couldn’t hear?

Ushijima’s mind filled with worry, something he hadn’t felt in a long time. There was a pit of nerves that sat in his chest, refusing to move. What was there to be done to stop the crash of a young love?

You came over as he hydrated himself off to the side, the reporters finally leaving him alone, “They really want to know everything about you huh?” You laughed, smiling up at him and giving his arm a quick squeeze. “You should take some time to stretch out.”

Ushijima nodded but stood there for a moment longer, looking down at you, “I love you, Y/N.”

It was blunt but the look in his eyes said everything else. You stared at him in surprise. 2 years it had been and those words hadn’t left his lips before. It hadn’t really worried you - Ushijima was extremely loyal and even if you were worried, he was usually always busy with volleyball so it wasn’t like there was even time for him to find someone else. You often thought it was because of how things went with his parents that he took things slow… but why now?

“Do you not feel the same?” He asked after a moment, a small crease in his forehead.

You quickly shook your head, grinning up at him, “Of course I do! I just… I didn’t expect you to say it.”

Ushijima’s forehead creased further - had he not said it before? Didn’t she know?

Maybe this was what Tendō had talked about before. You’re a real quiet dude, Ushijima. I wonder if Y/N tries to figure out what’s going on in that head of yours like the rest of us. But you know, relationships have to have some sort of communication… you do tell her things don’t you?

At the time, Ushijima had thought Tendō was talking about normal things. Of course he told you about how volleyball was going, how he was struggling to keep his mind at school and not on the court, what kind of food he was craving, things like that. But… could Tendō have been talking about feelings?

“It’s okay,” you quickly interjected, giving him a smile, “I didn’t expect you to say it sooner or anything. The thing I love about you is that you always say what you mean, so I figured you just weren’t ready yet.”

“I’ve loved you for a long time, Y/N,” Ushijima commented softly, reaching his hand up and gently caressing your cheek. “I’m sorry I never said it. But I’ve always felt it.”

You could feel your face go hot in his hand, moving into it just a little more, “I’ve always loved you too, Ushijima,” you whispered to him gently. A small smile tugged at his lips and he pressed a kiss to your forehead before taking your advice and starting to stretch out his limbs.

After that, he started saying it a little more often. Communication seemed to be important to a relationship, this he understood. So if that’s what was needed, he would do it. This young love wouldn’t crash, he’d make sure of it.

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dokifluffs · 4 years

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Falling Asleep on Him | Oikawa, Atsumu

Pairings: Oikawa X Reader (gender netural), and Atsumu X Reader (gender neutral)

Genre: more fluff tehe

Author’s Note: the final installmentttt and oh to sleep.

WARNINGS! Post time skip for Atsumu!!

Falling Asleep on Them | Kenma, Kuroo // Falling Asleep on Them | Tsukishima, Akaashi, Iwaizumi // Falling Asleep on Them | Yamaguchi, Ushijima, Osamu

Oikawa:

“Come on, Y/N, we’re gonna miss the introductions~” Oikawa held onto your hand as he led you through the crowd, weaving passed the families and people as they walked through the entrance of the TeNQ Space Museum

“Tooru, slow down- ah, I’m so sorry,” you called back to the man you bumped into lightly with your shoulder as Oikawa pulled the two of you through toward the planetarium, the building right beside the museum

You surprised Oikawa for his birthday with tickets to this museum, one of the many he had always wanted to go but never found the time to go

Yet here the two of you were

It took you a month to wait to present these tickets, snatching them as soon as you could, especially for the planetarium that was only open for two hours per day

With his eagerness, the two of you made it to your seats in the planetarium, making it with just a few minutes left to spare

He practically bounced in his seat seeing how they planetarium projected constellations all over the ceiling, colorful lights slowly bouncing around as people chatted away, anticipating for the projections of the universe

He stuffed his and your bags beneath his seat, out of the wait of the aisle, making sure not to block anyone

“We made it,” you huffed, out of breath

The two of you had spent all day, taking your time to go through and look at everything that could possibly looked at, taking even longer to pass time at the gift shop, buying shirts, figurines of model space crafts, little gifts and toys usually for kids

But of course oikawa told you he “bought them for his nephew”

They were totally for his bedroom and you knew it

You felt so drained sitting in the planetarium, cold as well as the air conditioning constantly ran

The dome went silent, the voices hushing away to nothing as the lights dimmed, a calm, man’s voice sounding over the speakers all around, going through the history of space

you let out a yawn, goosebumps rising on your arms, a chill running down your spine

but looking to oikawa, you had never seen his eyes shine as bright as the stars in the dome or in the night sky

his smile, how the stars twinkled and reflected his brown eyes so brightly warmed you up

As focused as he was on the stars, he could see you in his peripheral vision

“isn’t it great- oh, Y/N, are you tired?” he asked as he turned, catching you burying your face as you let out a yawn, your arms folded over your chest, your figure balled up just the slightest

He unzipped his sweater, draping it around you without missing a beat

You waited a month to give him the tickets, to bring him to one of the places he wanted to so desperately go to in Japan and here the two of you were

Though sleep last night was hard to come by with excitement welling up inside of you but by the time you slept, you had already missed a couple of your usual hours of sleep

Not to mention how early the two of you left to make it to a couple metro rides in order to get here early enough to walk around

He wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you close as the two of you relaxed in your seats, gazing up at the stars, feeling like you were worlds away from earth

though for Oikawa, with you beside him, his world was always right there with him

You dozed off, your eyes fluttering off, the last thing you saw were the hundreds of stars shining, it persuaded your mind further it was the middle of the night

“Thank you for the best gift, chibi-chan,” he pecked the top of your head as he returned his focus to the stars, his heart full

he couldn’t have asked for a better day than this

Atsumu:

The loud sound of the motors of the turbines on the plane became a background noise that everyone on the plane had become accustomed to, falling asleep regardless of how noisy it seemed to get

Everyone’s windows were shut, blocking out the bright morning sun as the plane neared closer and closer to the Tokyo International Airport

The Jackals occupied the first class, the team catching up on much needed rest after playing extensive games against Brazil and France in Paris, all lasting more than three sets at least

All except Atsumu and you but barely

He kept an earbud in his ear, watching recordings of all the games ever since sitting down

The special thing about the first class seats in the plane were how they could extend to mini couches, comfy enough for anyone of any age

A small divider could slide up and down between the paired seats in each section but fortunately for Atsumu, he didn’t have to sit with Bokuto or Hinata or Sakusa, watching him freak out over the seat, disinfecting every single bit of it before actually sitting

The divider was down, you sat close beside him as he held the phone, the other bud in your ear

A complimentary blanket was draped loosely over both your bodies, only one of Atsumu’s legs as he wore black sweatpants, his face leaning into his free hand balled into a fist

It felt like your body was slowly swaying back and forth as you blinked your eyes repeatedly, keeping yourself awake

Tears every now and then filled your eyes, blurring your vision of the game before you wiped them away, numerous yawns escaping you

Atsumu was focused on the video but he could also very clearly see you below him to the side, your head swaying and almost even dropping a couple times

“Ya know ya can sleep, right?’ He paused the recording, calling out your obvious sluggishness

“I wanted to watch your game with you,” you looked up to him with those tired eyes of yours, a small warmness blooming in his chest as a result of just the way you looked at him

“You can watch later, just sleep”

You nodded, moving out of the blanket to head back to your actual seat when Atsumu took hold of your arm

“Where do ya think you’re going? You got a perfectly good pillow right here,” He pulled you to lean onto him, his legs suddenly propped up so you could be laid between his body and legs

“Get some sleep,” he pushed your hair back from your forehead, making sure to rub his thumb over your head as he always did whenever you slept before him

His phone stayed illuminated, the video paused at a part replaying a certain play made by the Jackals against Brazil, beside him as he continued his ministration, rubbing the pad of his thumb over your skin

He couldn’t believe you were here; you took a flight by yourself from Japan all the way to France to see him as a surprise since he would be gone for two weeks but he never expected it

You were there right in the front on the Jackals’ side wearing a shirt that had replicated his jersey

“Thank you for being there,” he thought to himself letting the gushy warmth take over his chest and spread through his body when his mind filled with you, the features of your face and body he had seen and felt so many times, the voice and laugh he had grown accustomed to like no other

“And here.” Atsumu leaned down when you were for sure asleep, pressing a light kiss to your forehead as his hand found the edge of the blanket, pulling it up to cover more of your body sleeping on his

Just as he thought and knew: this was where you should be- with him

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salvatoreren · 2 years

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My thoughts on the Haikyuu Oneshot

I screamed

Lmao i thought the fandom was joking about a oneshot so imagine my surprise when i actually saw it lol

-Kuroo and Oikawa talking udhsja, we got the interaction! IODHSJKDH KUROO FLATTERING OIKAWA ABOUT BEING A TOPCLASS WORLD STAR JHAJHD MAN KNOWS HOW TO PLAY HIS CARDS

USHIWAKA AND KUROO RUNNING I LOVE THAT, Ushi is like hey man you dont have to do this, isdjhkjadh he's so cute, i cant believe i found him scary before, ALSO LMAO KUROO TELLING USHI HOW POPULAR HE IS TOWARDS KIDS AND HOW THEY THINK HE'S THE TERMINATOR JSDHJF

VOLLEYBALL ROBOT, I WANT TO CRY HE'S SUCH A DORK

AHH YESS THE MAN, THE MYTH THE LEGEND, THE LOML KAGEYAMA TOBIO, I LOVE HIM SO MUCH HE'S SO AMAZED TO FIND OUT THAT HE'S PLAYING WITH SOMEONE WHO HAS A HIGH SET POINT SHUJFDKJ HIS FACE! I LOVE HIM PLS

AND BITCH AGAIN THE BIT WHERE HE'S AWARE HE'S HOT, YOU ARE! JDHJSAH, THE HOT GUY SETTER HES FINE WITH IT AND HAPPY BECAUSE ITS A GATEWAY TO PEOPLE LOVING VOLLEYBALL, KAGEYAMA PLS I LOVE YOU

OKAY I LOVED KUROO'S SMILE WHEN HE SAID THAT

OH MY GOD DAICHI AND SUGA EATING TOGETHER??? SUDIHAD SUGA JOKING ABT KUROO IN JAIL

ALSO CAN WE TALK ABT KUROO CALLING YACHI YACCHAN?

AND KENMA??? HALLELUJAH

BRO DID WE JUST SEE NOYA? LIKE THE NISHINOYA YUU??? HE LITERALLY JUST WALKED WHILE KENMA WAS FILMING UHSDAJKD I MISS HIM

BROOOO AKAASHI??? BABY BOY WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE?

AND THE SUN, MY BABY, SHOYO, I MISS HIM SO MUCH TOO, HE LOOKED SO GOOD

KENMA'S BYE BYEEEEE, UGHHH ID KILL TO HEAR YUKI KAJI SAY THAT

IM CRYING JFC, WHEN KUROO HAD FLASHBACKS ABOUT HINATA STILL THINKING THAT GAMES ARE OPPORTUNITIES TO HIM!!! DHSJDH I LOVE HIS DEVELOPMENT ISTG

GUYS WE GOT AN ATSUMU AND OIKAWA INTERACTION, THE WORLD IS LITERALLY ENDING OH MY FUCKING GOD

YO. YO. YOOOOO DID WE JUST SEE SUNA???

AHHHHH, LOWK IWAOI REUNION, AND GOSHIKI AND HINATA??? THEY'RE LITERALLY STILL BABIES

LMFAO KAGS, BOKUTO AND USHI TALKING ABOUT WHITE CHARCOAL

"WHITE CHARCOAL IS CHARCOAL" LMAO BOKUTO

HOSHIUMI LOOKS SO DONE WITH THOSE IDIOTS

AND YAKU, THE UNDERRATED KING YAKU, WHY DOES HE LOOKS SO GOOD AND COOL, PLS

I LOVED THAT BIT OF HYAKUZAWA THINKING BACK TO ZOOTOPIA

"...NO ONE IS GOING TO DIE" *GLANCES AT DAICHI* LOL IM SORRY

AT LEAST WE SAW LEV, YACHI, ASAHI, AND KIYOKO,

TANAKA IS LITERALLY WORKING ON A KIDS VOLLEYBALL SEMINAR, ISDJHFSH I LOVE HIM ICANT

AND KOGANE, TSUKKI AND YAMAGUCHI

THE KAGEHINA HANDSHAKE PLS DJSJSJDBD

PROPS TO KUROO AND FURUDATE IN BRINGING THE GANG BACK

In conclusion, this chapter made me realize how much i miss and love haikyuu, like im not normally the one to scream and gush about new content being released on a fandom i've been but haikyuu's just rlly different

haikyuu literally is a masterpiece, im so glad i watched it, the characters are just so loveable hence me repetitively saying how i love this, i miss this and shit lol

If you havent watched or read haikyuu you should, it will break your heart on some certain parts but the series has a lot of good parts it'll overpower that lol I SWEAR GUYS

i literally cant wait to see the rest of the manga be adapted, i love this series jfc

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mrs-kodzuken · 3 months

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Forgive me if I jump too? ♡

Pairing: Kōtarō Bokuto x fem!reader x Keiji Akaashi

WC: 2.3k

Genre: angst to slight fluff (comfort)

CW: 3rd pov omniscient, fem!reader, switches to 1st fem!pov nearing end, poly relationship, suicide, suicidal thoughts, death, blood (kinda descriptive) angst to semi fluff (comfort) at the end

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The day felt as if it wasn't ever going to end for (Y/n). She trudged her way home, feeling more numb than usual.

She promised herself that it wasn't going to be today, that she could continue being 'happy'.

But hell, she didn't even know what being happy felt like anymore. Her two special boys came to mind, and no matter how much she tried, she couldn't shake the feeling.

Regret.

(Y/n) tried so hard to be strong, to live, and to actually be happy. However, it seems as if the world didn't care.

She looked up at the moon from her bedroom window. The stars shone so brightly, as if they knew what she was going to do that night.

A small, horrific smile graced her lips as she thought of the peace she'd feel when she was gone.

Opening her window, she could feel the breeze dancing through her hair. She wanted to feel that again, and even though it was late—practically almost three in the morning—she climbed out of her window.

When she took her bike, the one she used to ride so much, memories filled her head as she peddled down the road.

She knew exactly where she wanted—no, needed—to go.

(Y/n)'s heavy breathing filled the cold air around her, pinching her lungs. She calmly walked up the staircase of the abandoned building.

With each step she took, she felt more and more at peace. It was as if she could just float up them.

When she reached the top, she pulled out her phone.

The electronic light lit up, giving her a view of her wallpaper. It was between her lovers and her; they had gotten ice cream on that hot summer day.

Kōtarō had accidentally dropped his, making Keiji share, only because he wanted to.

She immediately started a call with the two of them. wanting to hear their voices once more. Just once.

Keiji had heard the noisy mobile device wake him from his slumber. The caller ID showing 'my owls', he instantly picked it up.

"Hello? (Y/n), Kō, what are you two doing up?" Keiji's groggy voice filled the air.

"I wasn't up," Kōtarō finally said sluggishly, not wanting to be scolded this late.

"Sorry, I couldn't sleep." (Y/n) lied straight through her teeth to her boyfriends.

"Do you need us to come over? Is something wrong?" Bokuto's voice perked up.

"No, no, I just wanted to hear your voices one last time."

Those words grabbed Akaashi's attention, making him get a hold of his senses.

"(Y/n), what do you mean by that? Where are you?" He got up in a rush, grabbing a hoodie and shoes shoving them on quickly.

"Our roof top, ours, but it doesn't matter. Not anymore. Just know that I love you both so much." She could feel the tears welling in her eyes and the lump in her throat growing making her voice sound funny.

Bokuto had already woken his parents up to try and get to (Y/n) before it was too late.

"(Y/n), baby, please stay on the line, please." The desperation and begging in Bokuto's voice grew with every word.

"I'm so sorry, but you know that I will cherish everything we have." She sniffed, her voice breaking in the most saddening way.

"What about always and forever?" Akaashi had already stormed out of the house, running frantically to where she was. He needed to stall her.

His throat was burning, but he refused to cry; he wanted to believe they could save her.

"Sadly, always and forever, I will not be in this life. but I hope to meet you both in our next one." She moved her feet closer to the edge.

Looking up, she saw the night sky twinkling so brightly.

"I love you so much, Keiji, Kōtarō. Take care of one another, would you please?"

Bokuto had been yelling for her to stop her movements and for the car to go faster.

Akaashi slowed his steps, breathless. He begged her to stay over the phone.

A small 'I love you' escaped her lips before she backed away, getting a running head start.

She flew off of the building like an angel, her phone still with her. The air surrounding her sounded like whispers, giving her chills on her way down.

Her body hit the pavement and a loud, sickening sound erupted from the phone. Blood almost immediately seeping out of her delicate skull.

The grotesque sound was the last noise from the other end of the phone call before it was ended when it landed.

The pain radiated through Keiji as he was on his knees, tears flowing down his cheeks as he painfully let out a scream.

Bokuto refused to believe that she was dead; he wanted to marry her, and Keiji said that it would happen one day. She had to be alive. She had to.

His eyes filled with tears as his heart felt like it was ripped out of his chest.

'This isn't fair.' Both of the boys thought heartbreakingly. It was unfair.

As the late car neared the building, the headlights shone on her body. It was now lifeless and covered in blood, her neck bent in a weird shape.

Gasps were heard from Kō's parents.

Bokuto ran out of the car, almost instantly taking her dead, mis-shaped body into his arms.

"Please come back, please come back," he whispered over and over, cradling her bloody, lifeless body to his.

Bokuto's mother gasped again, sharply, at the state of his girlfriend. She immediately called an ambulance; however, it was too late.

Her blood had seeped into his clothes, making the crime scene look even worse.

Keiji finally had the strength to continue his saddened walk, pushing himself off the ground.

His sniffling came about in the cold air. He neared the building, seeing Bokuto cradling her body.

As he walked closer, the harsh pain in his throat grew, and the empty pit in his abdomen was increasing.

Keiji crouched down once again, his head in his hands.

He started blaming himself, thinking he should have kept a better eye on her. She would still be here if he had.

"Kōtarō, sweetie, please let go.." His mother hiccuped, not wanting to finish the sentence.

Meanwhile, his father had been on the phone with Akaashi's parents, (Y/n)'s parents, and the hospital.

"No, I can't," his voice, now rough, cried out, clenching her body to his.

The remembrance of her last words had been running through both of their minds.

A loud siren sounded, flashing lights of blue and red coming closer to the horrific scene.

It's been a week since (Y/n) (L/n) committed suicide. The skies have been covered in a dreary rain since then, and the mood was damper too.

The walls of the Fukurodani Academy were almost silent. However, no one had been affected the most by her death except for two people: Keiji Akaashi and Kōtarō Bokuto.

A week full of despair was what it was.

Once again, the sky clouded over, preparing itself for the heavy amount of rain it was going to release once again.

The boys had hardly shown up to school that week, much less practice. Being in each other's embrace without (Y/n) was too much. Too heartbreaking. Too sickening.

While it was the end of the school day, Akaashi had sat on the steps of the school when everyone left.

An empty feeling inside of him became impossibly stronger—numbness.

He was overwhelmed by his anxiety and fear most of the time. Due to his life without (Y/n) he didn't care about his future nor his grades.

She was his future, and now she was gone.

He just couldn't take it anymore. Keiji had unknowingly walked to the building where she once stood.

Letting the cold, shivering rain wash over him, trying to soothe him.

He finally let it out a long, painful scream sounded through the air and the harsh rain. He started releasing his tears, sobbing loudly, it being covered by the rain.

Pulling out his phone, he texted his last living lover. It was simple: I love you. It would do the job.

Unknowingly, Bokuto had been visiting the building every day because it was the last place you were.

He needed you like he needed air.

While he walked up the stairs, he got a ping from his messages. Not seeing the double meaning behind Keiji's text, he replied.

A horrible, sinking feeling filled him.

He opened the door to see Akaashi fall from the edge of the building. His eyes widened, reaching out to him, but he was too far away.

Kōtarō held his hand near his chest, putting his head down. It was as if electricity had struck him.

It wasn't fair.

He had lost both of his love ones in a span of two weeks. It wasn't fair; he put his hand in his hands.

"Will you forgive me if I jump too?" He said this to them, hoping that they'd heard him from wherever they were.

The sudden realization sparked in his brain: if he goes, he'll see them.

He yearned for them—their life, their touch, their happiness. For them.

Kōtarō walked and looked down at his lovers body. the rain flooding his body making the blood it stream downward. It was a mess, a horrible mess.

Flashbacks of the same thing happening to (Y/n) surfaced his mind. He swallowed harshly, letting his tears mix in with the rain.

Hair flat against his forehead, he decided not to think about it anymore.

He slowly turned around, putting his arms up. Bokuto wasn't thinking of anyone else; there wasn't anyone in the world he would want more than them.

"See you soon."

Kōtarō fell backwards from the building, his heart racing. It all seemed surreal; peacefulness wrapped around him as he plummeted downward.

His body lay close to one of his lovers on the black pavement. A loss of three lives.

An entire new feeling took over his senses. He opened his eyes to see no rain but two people.

They had watery eyes, holding each other's hands, one out for him to take.

Koutarou rushed into their arms, the embrace of his partners relaxing him.

No words were spoken except "Always and forever, right?"

I felt peace surround me, as if all my worries were taken away.

Accessing the situation in front of me, my body lying in a disgusting manner. I mentally gagged; I did look horrible when I fell.

I watched my lovers arrive at the scene, but when I saw them, a dreadful feeling came about.

One week.

Their deaths are in one week; I'm not sure how or why, but I knew. It was more than a feeling, and I hated it.

I had been watching them this entire time; I even went to my own funeral, which was kind of a power move in my opinion.

My partner's tears weren't something I liked to see, though. The days of school that they skipped, the lack of practice.

I didn't mean to cause them any pain; I just wanted to be selfish for once in my life.

I hoped that they'd be strong together, so they wouldn't die yet. However, every time they did see each other, they would burst into tears almost immediately.

Sighing, I sat beside Akaashi, his head in his hands, while he sat on the school steps.

I watched the tears roll down his pretty face, looking away because I knew I couldn't do anything to help him.

He picked himself up, leaving his school bag on the steps. I followed him to the building where I had committed suicide a week ago.

Hearing him break down broke my heart. I'm sure no one wants to see their significant other painfully cry like this.

Knowing what was about to come, I headed down the steps. I wanted to meet him there.

I froze when I saw Kōtarō; he was on his phone, which lit up his face. His eyes were a bit red, and I could see the flushed aftermarks from his tears.

Peeking over his shoulder as I heard his phone ping; it was a text from Akaashi. It stated a simple, 'I love you.'

My eyes widened as I booked it around the building.

When I came around, I saw Keiji's body fall off the building. It almost looked as if he was smiling.

I quickly tore my eyes away from him as his body cracked on the ground.

Looking around, I was met by a frantic-looking Keiji.

Running up to him, I embraced him in a longing hug. Tears pricking my eyes because I was met with him once again, but he had died. He died because of me.

"Keiji," I said, burying my head into his chest as he squeezed my body close to his.

"I missed you so much." He cupped my face, salty tears running down his face.

"I missed you more." I paused, hearing Bokuto say something from the top of the building.

"What's wrong?"

"It's Kō; he's coming." I buried my head in his chest once again, not wanting to see his death either.

When I was sure he had fallen, after I got over the horrible noise his body made when colliding with the ground, I peeked my eyes open, seeing him.

He engulfed us both in a hug as I felt our bodies trembling at each other's.

"Always and forever, right?" I heard Bokuto say, his voice muffled.

"Always and forever," Akaashi and I whispered back.

Now I knew why I hadn't moved on when I died. I was waiting for them. But now that they're here, we could all finally start a better life together in the afterlife.

Cherishing each other's boundless souls.

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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad! I hope you enjoyed it you angsty readers and let me know if you have any requests!!

the header is made by me, please like/reblog if used <3

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trimisu · 3 years

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Sing For Me, Please? (Akaashi Keiji x Reader)

Summary: Hearing his voice somehow relaxes you. So why not ask him to sing you your favorite lullaby?

Contain/s: angst

A/n: I just had this idea while I was in class and wanted to get it out of my system, so enjoy! :D

Masterlist

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"Hey, Keiji..."

Akaashi looks up from the book he is reading. He looks at you, a small smile placed on your lips.

"Can you sing me a song?" You asked him in a soft, tired voice. Hearing his voice calms you down, it relaxes your nerves. You remembered that you jokingly told him that his voice is some kind of medicine or some sort.

You felt a warm hand caressing yours as Akaashi smiled at you warmly, "Sure, what song do you want me to sing?"

Akaashi isn't confident with his singing skills, but when it comes to you? He is willing to sing for you 24/7, whether it's putting you to sleep after waking up from a nightmare or when you're in a panic state.

He can't say no to you.

"My favorite lullaby, please? The one where you sang to me on our first anniversary," Oh, that song, Akaashi thought to himself.

He chuckles as he close the book he was reading and place it to the drawer near him. Clearing his throat, he gripped your hand lightly and began to sing,

"Twinkle twinkle little star,"

Akaashi watched as your eyes twinkled, it reminded him of the time you went stargazing together on your first anniversary. Your hair locks dances along the cold gentle breeze as the reflection of the stars can be seen by your admiring eyes.

Admiring your beauty under the night sky, Akaashi felt like he fell in love with you all over again.

"How I wonder what you are..."

To him, you are his star, shining so endlessly on his darkest nights. You were there for him when he needed someone to listen to his thoughts, or just someone to be there by his side; no words exchanged.

Even through thick and thin, you were there; supporting him on the sidelines, lying down next to him when he was sick. Just like a star watching over him.

"Up above a world so high,"

There is no lie that Akaashi already made you feel like you're on top of the world. Every small thing he did, whether placing small love notes on the refrigerator door before he left or just giving you every ounce of love, it felt like you're the luckiest human being.

Tears pricked into your eyes as your memories with him kept overflowing into your mind. Immediately, Akaashi stopped singing when he saw tears streaming down your face, and rushed to your aid.

Like a diamond in the sky.

"Is something the matter, love? Are you in pain?" He cups your face, gently wiping your tears that were rolling on your cheeks.

"I'm such a lucky star, huh?" You sniffed, cupping his face with your hands. You stared into his eyes, it's like a shooting star has crossed through his sparkling eyes.

"Always has been..." a sad smile stretched into your lips,

'And that star, who will surely spend the rest of their lives with you, will also feel as lucky as I am...' You thought.

Every beep of the heart monitor beside you, you felt like your heart was slowly cracking. Using, what it seems, your last ounce of strength, you continued the lullaby your lover was singing earlier,

"Twinkle twinkle little star..."

"Hey hey hey, Akaashi! What made you call at this hour?" Bokuto's smile dropped when he received a shaky breathing from his best friend.

"They're gone..." The former setter hiccupped. He stared at your peaceful yet lifeless face shining under the light of the moon with red, puffy eyes.

"My star... joined the others..."

How I wonder where you are...

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dreampathic · 3 years

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┇haikyuu boys on facetime w/ you pt. 2┇

❥characters: atsumu, oikawa, yamaguchi, akaashi, and asahi

❥warnings: foul language, suggestive??

❥genre: crack, fluff

❥a/n: akaashi’s is a whole ass novel 💀

part 1

ATSUMU

mf was super nervous to call you for the first time

and as atsumu was yelling at osamu and about to chase him, you picked up with a smile like, “hi!”

so osamu took his phone from him, called you, threw the phone to atsumu and dipped

he literally melted lol what a loser

being on facetime with him just consists of him and his brother yelling at one another

and osamu teasing him and shit

also atsumu loves to work out on facetime with you to get you hella flustered

it works obviously but you hide it by making fun of him

one time he was doing pull ups and you can see a clear view of his abs (😏) but instead of getting all like blushy and nervous, you get blushy and say, “wow atsumu, i didn’t know you had a third nipple” he literally falls from the bar. you die laughing and he grumpily gets up from the floor and snatches the phone that was leaning on a wall and hangs up 💀

does he call back? the world may never know✨

OIKAWA

mans calls you first, he does get a bit nervous but that all changes when he sees your face <3

because he instantly goes to boast about himself like, “wow you were so eager to pick up😏😏😏” “shut the fuck up oikawa” “☹️”

when you two facetime it’s usually either really late or or really early since he is always working out or at volleyball practice

he’s another one who would work out on the phone with you to make you flustered, and do you? yes.

but you hide it by having your phone face the ceiling LMFAO

on his down time when he isnt focused on volleyball, he’s building a star wars lego sets because he’s a fucking nerd

and he wants company so he calls you and he’s like “y/n-chan! check out this Imperial Star Destroyer i got!” “you’re such a dork” he pouts. “it’s really cute..” his face goes instantly red.

YAMAGUCHI

tsuki bullies him into calling you first because if he didn’t, you would’ve had to call him first

at first it’s kind of awkward but then he shows you his pet frogs

after that point, you two call almost everyday

you two fall asleep on the phone ALOT

he also rants to you about the fact he feels like he’s not good enough to be on the team, and how everyone prefers tsuki over him and how he shouldn’t think that about his best friend but he couldn’t help but do just that

you listen to everything he has to say and tell him that he’s good enough for you and it sets him sky rocketing

AKAASHI

mans was overthinking od

‘what if they think i’m clingy and want nothing to do with me’ ‘it’s going to be awkward bokuto-san, i’m not going to call them.’

he calls you

bokuto tells him, “akaashi. if you want to talk to them just call them. and if you don’t they can just talk to somebody else.”

bokuto knew that would set off akaashi to call you right away

when he does he’s like “..hi”

you’re like “hey akaashi!” and prompt your phone to lean against the wall as you sit at your desk, working on math problems

tbh, he got really nervous and almost hung up

but then you were like, “wanna do homework together? i’m really stuck on this problem”

and this started facetime study dates

which ended up becoming daily phone calls whenever you called him randomly while making dinner

he answered like, “i thought we didn’t have homework this week.” “oh yeah i know! i just wanted some company while i cooked.”

mans was so flustered like ‘AHHHH THEY COULDVE CALLED ANYBODY BUT THEY CALLED ME TO KEEP THEM COMPANY OH GOSH’

from then on, you two called everyday and just enjoyed each other’s company. whether or not you were speaking because both of you just enjoyed each other’s company

ASAHI

nervous son of a bitch.

doesn’t wanna even think about calling you because he’s just too scared to

but one day suga called him a pussy and created a group call with you three and stood for 10 minutes and made an excuse like, “oh shit i gotta go walk my dog” “suga you don’t have a dog-“ “sorry you’re cutting out, bye!”

it was awkward for a good minute

well, for him not you

you didn’t see anything wrong with the silence, you were just doing your own thing as your music played in the background

this man stares at you so lovingly and accidentally blurts, “you’re so pretty..”

you instantly get flustered and turn to the camera

he’s like, “oh uh i’m sorry! i didn’t mean it like that- i mean you are very pretty but i just didn’t want to- you know, just please forget that i said anything i’m really sorry!”

“asahi. it’s okay, you’re not so bad yourself” you say bashfully

he was a mess after that.

let’s just say suga said, “i told you so” the next day

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oilivia · 3 years

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dating the Haikyuu boys as.. zodiac sign stereotypes

a/n: it seems this year i’m all for trying new things and making weird banners. i’m honestly not sure if anyone else did it before, i tried looking it up but i haven’t seen any posts.

this is pure fluff and a bit of crack, headcanons of some of the Haikyuu boys as their respective zodiac sign based solely on my experience with said signs and their personalities.

don’t take this too seriously please! but if you want to come for my head, my asks are open.

Characters: Yuuji Terushima, Satori Tendou, Koushi Sugawara, Tooru Oikawa, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Koutarou Bokuto, Atsumu Miya, Tetsurou Kuroo, Keiji Akaashi, Tobio Kageyama, Rintarou Suna, Kiyoomi Sakusa

CW: fluff, some crack, mentions of kissing and sex (but nothing explicit), PDA, sun sign stereotypes, my own interpretation

Wording: 1.3k

♡ Aries - Yuuji Terushima

spontaneous dates. 3 am “u up?” calls. play fighting. running naked on the beach at midnight.

“Be ready in 10, we’re going on a picnic.” You take a look at the clock, Saturday, 2:14am. He’s there in 7 minutes, not 10, grinning as he watches you sneak out of the house. “I brought pancakes” he announces as he takes your hand and pulls you into a kiss. An hour and a short climb later, you’re lying in the grass at the top of a hill, watching the way the stars dance above your heads.

♡ Taurus - Satori Tendou

leaving you the last bite. netflix & chill. massages. sleeping in on the weekend. fine chocolate and good wine.

The delicious smell of your favorite food fills your nostrils. The room is dark aside from the candlelight, an open bottle of wine resting on the table. “I thought I’d do something special for you, I know you had a long week.” You giggle - any excuse for Tendou to treat you like a princess. Was that a chocolate cake on the counter? You hummed with appreciation when you felt his lips place a sweet kiss on your cheek.

♡ Gemini - Koushi Sugawara

driving around town. making out for hours. late night chats. singing at the top of your lungs. sexting

“Can I open the window?” you ask with an innocent smile. He chuckles “Can I stop you?” You roll it down, your head poking out. The cold air of the night hits your face as you sing at the top of your lungs. Your eyes are fixed on Suga’s, ear to ear grin on your faces. You mess up the lyrics, throwing you both into a fit of laughter. “You’re so pretty” he says as he ruffles your hair when you get back in your seat.

♡ Cancer - Tooru Oikawa

stargazing. breakfast in bed. saying “i love you” too soon. taking care of you when you’re sick. cupping your cheeks as he kisses your nose.

“What’s so amusing?” you question, raising an eyebrow. “You just look so cute when you’re angry.” You scoff, turning your head to hide your smile. It was just like him to say something stupid and then tease you when you got angry. He knew you couldn’t stay mad at him, not when he made that pouty face “Buy me another ice-cream if you want me to forgive you for dropping this one, Tooru.” “Anything for you, sweetness!”

♡ Leo - Wakatoshi Ushijima

fancy restaurant dates. surprise gifts. compliments. weekend trips. taking pictures to remember your smile.

“What are you hiding?” you smirk, your hands reaching for the small box Ushijima holds behind his back. Your eyes widen when you open it “How did you know?” “I noticed you looking at it when we went out. Let me see how it looks on you.” He takes the necklace, fingers gently brushing against your soft skin as he clasps the necklace around your neck. “You look perfect,” he states as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

♡ Virgo - Koutarou Bokuto

laughing until you cry. good morning kisses. cooking together. picking you up and throwing you on his shoulder.

You let out a startled cry when you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist and lift you up “Gotcha!” he laughs in your ear as he holds you tight, even as you struggle to escape “Kou, put me down” you demand, your tone amused - you were used to his antics. “Only if you give me a kiss first, I haven’t seen you in forever” he pleads as he turns you around “If by forever you mean this morning.” He bends down, eyes to your level, as he waits for you to close the gap and kiss him.

♡ Libra - Atsumu Miya

flirting and teasing. making out in the club. playful pranks. dancing in the living room.

Not even the nights when you wouldn’t go out were boring, not with Atsumu. You sit on the couch as he watches a volleyball game, your eyes glued to a book. He changes the channel and hears your favorite song play. He grabs your hand “Dance with me,” he’s smiling, a wicked glint in his eyes. Could you refuse? You get up, your feet carrying you across the living room floor as you dance. Soft kisses find your lips whenever you giggle.

♡ Scorpio - Tetsurou Kuroo

passionate kisses. falling in love with your eyes. finishing each other’s sentences. fight and makeup. watching the sunset.

“Move faster, old man, we only have 15 minutes left till the sun sets” you tease with a grin. He sighs audibly, feigning an exasperated look “Carry this old man to the top if you’re so enthusiastic!” “I’ll leave you here then, Tetsu-” you squint your eyes before you start trekking again. He’ll catch up eventually, he couldn’t be that tired. “Hmm, if that’s how you want to play” you hear him snicker “Last one to the top carries the backpacks!” he exclaims as he starts running, almost passing you before you join in.

♡ Sagittarius - Keiji Akaashi

playing devil’s advocate. forehead kisses. talking about the universe. dancing in the rain. exploring each other’s hobbies.

Your fingers brush as you reach for the same book. “Please, go ahead” Akaashi says, soft smile dancing on his lips. “Oh, I couldn’t possibly” you reply in an excessively polite tone. You gasp, feigning outrage when you see him take the book from the shelf. “It’s for you, miss” he hands you the volume as he plants a kiss on your forehead, only to pull it away from your grasp with a chuckle. “But I think you can wait a bit more, let me buy it for you, love” he takes your hand, heading for the front of the bookstore. Leave it to Akaashi to make you fall for him all over again.

♡ Capricorn - Tobio Kageyama

power couple. expensive gifts. dark humor. overseas trips. playing with your hair. inner wrist kisses

“You look breathtaking!” Kageyama compliments you when he sees you dressed for the party. “I will need to keep an eye on you, don’t want anyone to steal you away.” “As if anyone could,” you smile when you see him drink in your image, his eyes scanning you head to toe. “But we should get going, unless you want us to be late” “Let them wait, I want to admire my princess”. You feel your skin getting hotter at his words. Maybe you could be late this one time.

♡ Aquarius - Rintarou Suna

blasting music. buying snacks in the middle of the night. foreign movies. aesthetic pictures. witty comebacks.

You stopped running, hand on your stomach as you laughed, struggling to catch your breath. “Rin, wait” you shout, prompting Suna to turn back and look at you. “What? Can you still run? The store will close in like 4 minutes. Want me to go ahead?” You start laughing harder at his confused expression, watching his brows furrow deeper. “I forgot the store’s open 24/7 now, they changed it last week.” “Are you trying to tell me we sprinted for no reason?” “Bonding experience?” He starts chuckling as well, pulling you into a kiss “Bonding experience.”

♡ Pisces - Kiyoomi Sakusa

roasting each other. falling in love at first sight. neck kisses. midnight strolls. showering together. doing your skincare together.

You feel your body shift and you open your eyes, only to realize Sakusa is carrying you. “You fell asleep on the couch, I’m taking you to bed,” he whispers as if afraid he’d shake the sleepiness from your eyes. “But I haven’t taken off my make-up, Omi” you mutter as you wrap your arms around his neck lovingly. “I’ll take it off for you after I tuck you in, I know how you do it,” he presses a kiss on your forehead as you nuzzle your head against his neck. “I love you so much, Omi” “I love you too”

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