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bokubear · 2 years

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pairing ; college student/volleyball player!bokuto koutaro x college student!reader

genre ; SMAU, social media alternate universe/in real life au, best-friends to lovers ( eventual ), ANGST, fluff

warnings ; breaking into a home, fear, trauma, alcohol usage, language

sypnosis ; a new transfer student arrived at school, everyone positively enamored by her every move. she seems like a sweetheart you’ll admit, but when bokuto kotaro—your best friend for many many years asks you for help to win her heart you oblige—wanting nothing more than bokuto to be happy. but do you really want him to be happy with her when he’s been your crush practically your entire life ?

notes ; this is actually my second series and my first smau ( i’m terrified ). regarding my old series it is on an indefinite hiatus, i simply lost my motivation to upload more chapters so for now it will remain un-updated.

with that in mind, a massive thank you to @oddeonu once again for being an awesome inspiration to fuel me even more so into this mess of a series. hope you enjoy ! happy reading :)

profiles -> Y/N’S CREW

001. rich girl hunger

002. #y/n+bokuto squad

003. kissing 101.

004. “<3”

005. rumors

006. couples night

007. your favorite people

008. stay here

009. letting go

010. ghosting

011. the period phase

012. hallway drama-rama

013. do you still love him?

014. shut up and kiss me

015. you’re finally mine -> ( finale )

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bokubear · 2 years

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A CHILD WALKS UP TO YOU W/ HQ BOYS

featuring ; ( timeskip! )atsumu & osamu miya, sakusa kiyoomi, suna rintarou

warnings ; baby fever on a high rise

notes ; such a sucker for this soft content

ATSUMU walked around the park with you, fingers intertwined with comfortably. today was his day off and he was not going to waste it. by absolutely no means necessary—“WAHHH ! !“ the ear rapturing cries rang from a small child, now clinging to your leg like a vice. “hey there little one, what’s wrong ?” you ushered softly, stroking his head gently. this immensely stalled his internal annoyance, just how kind you were. especially with this frightened child. his heart melting into a puddle of love. “m-m-my mommyy..” the boy sniffled, rubbing furiously at his nose. “you lost your mommy ? okay okay, let’s not cry, she’ll be here somewhere.” you eased, holding the child’s hand as you beckoned atsumu forward to follow. soon enough, you discovered the mother appearing just as distressed, once returning the child to his mother, the setter scooped you in his arms. squeezing your figure warmly. “i’m so in loveee….” he swooned, burying his face in your neck with muffled kisses littering on every expanse of skin. “tsumie what’re you doing ?” you giggled, squirming in his hold. “let’s have some kids in the future okay ? i don’t think i can wait much longer anyways.” he hummed, earning a small gasp by you, laughter not far behind.

OSAMU leaned on the countertop, conversing easily with you and his flirty comments flying in each direction ( as per usual ). this was his favorite time of day, where he could just immerse himself in chatter with you. aimless at that. easy conversation that didn’t require much effort, finalizing with you pulled in his embrace with his lips on yours. there was nothing more he wanted than that. well, maybe there was. maybe when a peculiar little one raced through the doors, a bewildered woman trailing after hopelessly. “see mommy ! it’s osamu mira ! the volleyball player !” the child shrieked with glee, bursting into the air then to climb beside the miya happily. “oh my gods i’m so sorry to interrupt your time, my daughter is just a huge fan.” the butchered name the girl gave him causing him to chuckle heartily. scooping the curious magnet in his arms, she marveled at him with stars sparkling in her eyes. you couldn’t help but grin, your husband is so charming. always has been, always will be. “my fan huh ? i might just have to write you an autograph.” he winked foolishly. the little one kicking her feet with eagerness, pulling a small plushie of himself from her purse. “please sign him.” she asked politely, holding the plushie out. osamu was having the time of his life. “of course, so nice of you to come in to see me.” as he handed back the signed plushie, the mother collected her daughter and apologizing profusely. “don’t worry about it ! come back again sweetheart.”

SAKUSA never hated kids, he just didn’t feel the urge to be around them. ever. well, possibly a little bit. but a midget amount. until a weepy little girl with pink bows in her hand ran up to him, crying her absolute eyes out. “i can’t find my mommmmyyy..” she whined, plopping down on her butt sadly. i mean he couldn’t just abandon her here, it’s dangerous by herself. yet the idea of holding her germ filled hands sent shivers down his hand. however, in that moment he sucked it up. thinking of what you’d do. if he wanted to see you round with child at some point, he’d have to adjust. squatting fown with furrowed brows, he spoke. “alright, can you remember where you were last ? what did you see ?” he tried to make it easy but the crying seemed endless. this was big. thee sakusa kiyoomi holding a baby ? crazy. he didn’t even expect himself to. but still he lightly patted the mini’s back. “you don’t need to cry.” he carefully edged the child to make eye contact with him. eyes filled with trust. “we’ll find her, i promise.” he lifted his pinkie childishly, the little girl linking hers while echoing ‘promise.’ it was quite a sight for you to encounter, heart swelling with adoration for the reserved consideration of your husband. he did find the girls parents, who seemed just as flustered. he excused himself to you seconds after sending farewell, relaxing around you. “you’re so sweet kiyoomi.” — “well i’ll have to get used to it when we have little ones around the house.” you blushed involuntarily at his words, covering your face. “omi..”

SUNA appeared too sly to deal with children. far too mischievous even for you( occasionally ). today you had both volunteered at the child center, something you’ve been wanting to do for a bit. rintarou being dragged along with you. and trust me, the toddlers were madly in love with suna, enamored by his quiet yet snide personality. even if he were to earnestly degrade them, they’d only laugh hysterically as if he had said the most hilarious thing ever. he found this very entertaining, especially with you pretty eyes trained on him. trying to gear you to understand the signs he was expressing. at some point he was aghast at how oblivious you were, simply taking his actions with a grain of salt. he was practically spelling out how badly he wanted this with you. to have a baby, together. despite his lack of passion outside of it. but right now he was putting his all into telling you. somehow. finally he’d had enough, arriving home to snuggle against you with a loud huff of frustration. “why can’t you see ?” he pondered aloud, voice rumbling beside your ears, goosebumps littering your skin. “what is it rinnie ?” you leaned against his chest, eyes shifting closed comfortably—he was warm. “can we have this ?” you immediately understood, his hands coming to massage your tummy and hips needily. he couldn’t be more ready. butterfly kisses peppering along your collarbones. “you want ?” you whispered. “i want.”

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bokubear · 2 years

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♥︎ -> facetiming w/ hq boys

feat. ~ ( timeskip!)suna rintarou, ushijima wakatoshi, atsumu miya, bokuto kotarou

warnings ~ atsumu being suggestive :(

notes ~ when i cry i think of bokuto’s beefy arms .. it makes me cry harder

>> suna facetimes with you often if anything. he doesn’t even have to be doing something, maybe even grocery shopping when he stops to stoop at a bags ingredients following up with a “that’s not very vegan.” and walks away with a snicker of pride( he’s a dork ). but, despite his random calls, there is times when the dork athlete becomes sentimental—whether that’s when he’s forced to be away from you for a bit for games or just late nights when he’s stuck at practice or out with friends and he’s in his feels. he does this thing where he sets up his phone on a stand, ranging from an actual stand to a waterbottle, salt-shaker, etc. and he just talks to you. wearing that nonchalant expression even though his heart longs to hold you in his arms, aching for your presence, your skin next to his. he finishes his calls with “don’t get too lonely okay baby ?” like the absolute love-struck fool he is, especially for you. always for you.

>> ushijima hardly facetimes, but when he does you usually don’t see his face. simple mutters as he goes about his day. more often than not he facetimes you when he’s picking out produce, probably asking you which apple looks better or if purple grapes or green grapes or more to your liking. cute doting gestures that leave you feeling warm and fuzzy from just him. maybe it’s because of how intimidating he seems, or how whipped he is for you that makes you feel that way. “i’ll get extra strawberries for you, i know you like those.” he whispers into his airpods(the ones you got him for christmas that he treats like glass), and you can hear the smile in his voice. when he checks out, the elderly cashier catches his “babe” and the strawberries as well and assumes he’s talking to a partner. “well aren’t you a thoughtful gentleman, getting extra for your wife.” his breath catches in his throat. “girlfriend actually, but.. one day.” he spoke about the matter with a fond expression, in love. meanwhile, you melted on the other line at the coo’s that followed, overhearing the adorable conversation.

>> atsumu is the type of person that facetimes you in the worst situations. for gods sake, he could be using the toilet and facetime you just to talk as if nothing is the matter. it’s generally way too comfortable, but it’s atsumu, what do you expect ? one time you were sitting in the living room, brainstorming what to do about dinner .. mexican good ? maybe italian ? when a notification popped up on your screen. it was a text. from none other than the miya, reading ‘whatcha thinkin’ about darling?’ and upon glancing up, you were met with a sly, knowing smile. but he didn’t reply, waiting for your text back. ‘dinner plans’ you texted, brows furrowing at the phone. ‘i have an idea, look up.’ he typed, holding up his phone with a picture of you. “what ? tsumie what’re you doing ?” you sighed, he was genuinely hopeless. “you can be my dinner.” the blonde smirked at your red face shifting towards you. “how about it ?”

>> bokuto makes it a routine to facetime you when he practices, more often than not wasting time while showing off his ‘skills’ with a disappointed sakusa supervising. “look baby ! i’m the ace even on this team ! are you proud of me ?” he bounces up to you, grabbing the phone to reveal a strange angle yet his smile remained insistent. “ of course bo, you’re the best ace.” you dramatically swooned at him, earning an equally if not more dramatic response. his face suddenly disappearing from the cameras view. “kou baby ? where’d you go ?” you ponder, face contorting with concern. “mmmm.” the sound apparently coming from below your line of sight. hinata picking up the phone in the aces stead. “sorry, bokuto is kinda drowning with embarrassment. his face is the color of tendou’s hair.” chuckles erupted around the gym, assuming to be the others. “nooooo~~don’t tell her that.” hinata flipped the camera to where it showed a very melty bokuto sprawled on the floor. “okay okay ill spare you, anything you want to add ?” hinata ushered to you. “kou, before i leave i wanna let you know i’m very proud of you.” — “gah ! not fair !”

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“can we get a dog ?” with hq boys

featuring ~ atsumu miya + sakusa kiyoomi + suna rintarou + akaashi keiji

warnings ~ rin being annoying, suggestive themes

notes ~ haven’t written in a bit, this is a nice start-up

ATSUMU >> “a dog ? well we can’t have an ankle-biter, so how ‘bout a retriever ? or one of those big ones like- a great dane ?” you remained mildly surprised that he wasn’t opposing, y’know, since his volleyball career and such. oh wait, there’s no way he could be agreeing so easily without a catch. “why a big dog tsumie ?” he pulled his head back in the love-seat, sultry smirk coating his lips. “so when i’m out at a game or a practice my baby will be protected. ‘can’t trust a chihuahua to keep my princess safe.” he huffed, crossing those veiny arms comfortably. “we cannot possibly fit a dane in here atsumu ! and for goodness sakes it’s not even fair !” the setter only chortled in reply, apparently pleased with himself. “is this your way of saying no ?” you crossed your arms defiantly, mimicking the boy seconds earlier. “nah, just sayin’ what needs to be said.” he inched closer to you, leaning forwards to meet your gaze. “but seriously, can’t have anything happenin’ to my little lady now can i ?”

SAKUSA >> “.. out of all the things you could want. a car, a new bag, maybe even shoes. but a dog ?” he knitted his brows, glaring at your smug self looking all pretty in the passenger seat. “yes kiyoomi, a puppy. we’d get one that doesn’t shed, and their a really really good companion.” you pleaded, trying your hardest to form some doe eyes. he sighed heavily, placing his head on the wheel hopelessly. “i’ll think about it, but this dog .. if we get it, is going to be the most well trained dog to exist.” he furrowed, his peculiar moles shifting with his troubled facial expressions. “thank you omi—“ you hushed, giggling at that cold stare as you peppered his face with an endless flurry of kisses. “but.” he interjected, grasping your jaw lightly despite his grip seeming stern. “at least kiss me properly as a form of repayment, but that’s not all, i expect a bit more.” his eyes traveling down ever so slightly, a soft gasp escaping your lips at the bold retort. oh, repayment was an interesting way of getting his thoughts through to you.

SUNA >> “why not a baby ?” he glanced up from his phone at the restaurants venue, expression unwavering when you proceed to choke on your food. “rinnie, c’mon.” you ushered quickly, patting your chest hurriedly. well, it was a futile attempt to calm down your racing heart. the things he did to you. if only he knew. however, it appeared he wasn’t joking this time. that poker face continuing to make you palpitate. biting your lip as you fiddled with the hem of your top. “think of a dog-a puppy as a start, then we can think of a baby. but with you playing for the paper mills.. it’s a lot to work with rinnie.” suna swirled the liquid in his glass, that sly grin parting ways once almond orbs met yours competitively. “why a start ? this baby can be our start and to be honest—i don’t know if i can wait in the long run sweetheart.” rising to his feet, he called to the waiter, handing his card easily with a business-oriented smile before slipping his cold fingers between yours. “let’s make tonight our start, shall we ?”

AKAASHI >> “mm .. that’d be cute. we could dress them in sweaters in the winter and celebrate their birthday.” he hummed, hands kneading the shampoo into your hair. today was a showering-together day. a day akaashi liked to recall as a best-of-all day. a day where he could get to experience the euphoric sensations of a warm shower with you, and save on the water bill at the same time. “really ? i thought you’d object the idea.” you chuckled, his hands leaving a satisfied sound rolling off your tongue. he pondered on the thought as you both bathed, transitioning to scrubbing your back ( while leaving kisses on your shoulders to simper at the goosebumps tracking afterwards ) instead. “what would you name them ?” you inquired, turning your head to watch him thoughtfully. “olive.” he replied nonchalantly, confused at your beaming face. “that is the most akaashi-thing i’ve ever heard you say.” — “olive ?” — “there it is again !”

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bokubear · 2 years

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hq boys when you’re “distracting”

feat. (timeskip!)sakusa kiyoomi, oikawa torū, iwaizumi hajime, atsumu miya

warnings ; hot men, suggestive behavior

notes ; this mental image had me reeling .. bear with me

☇sakusa found himself unconsciously glancing at your lips, tracing his jawline as the cafe you frequently enjoyed together bustled in its usual rush. “and seriously .. i can’t believe he gave me that much paperwork ! it was so stupid !” you groaned, taking a sip of your coffee with a long awaited sigh. ah, worse. the residue of foam sitting so tempting on your bottom lip. he couldn’t get enough today huh. “kiyoomi ?” you scanned his focused stare, curious to know what was going on in that head of his. “you’re .. clumsy.” reaching forward to brush his thumb against your lip in a doting notion. “be mindful next time, i might not be able to hold back my urges.” he clicked his tongue, a tut of disapproval escaping those soft pink lips, folding his arms like a troubled mother. the catch, he was a bright red.

☇oikawa couldn’t help it, perfectly ridiculed hands practically meant to grasp your hips. almost possessive, leaving you to give him a hard stare, especially in public when the daring setter found a way to poke some fun. and it seemed you’d set yourself up for failure the moment you step from the house in that tight top. he was addicted, a better word—needy as well. “mi amor, you look irresistible right now y’know.” yet no matter how much you acted irritated, you fell prey to just how right it felt. knowing your body was not lying to you. pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek, he gave a teasing squeeze, earning a rewarding squeal of surprise. “i take that back, you’re always irresistible.” you could hear the smirk, he the exact buttons to push. needy fit better.

☇iwaizumi. that’s it. the entire headcanon is just him. but can we talk about his hands and your thighs ? they just .. mmm good match. tinder could not with this man’s hands. the way they mold into your flesh sends goosebumps crawling along your skin, not to mention the gravelly chuckle that follows soon after. “quit haji, we’re on the subway.” it was enough that he’d convinced you to sit in his lap from the minimal space, but the way he was acting was so petty. “don’t worry babe, i’ve gotcha.” he purred, right behind your ear; more goosebumps. “i told you quit.” the words coming out whiny, what are you going to do with him. he’s a child. in the meantime, he finally adjusted you to lean back more, aiding to the comfort. “alright alright i’ll stop, but you can’t expect me to not want to hold you like this with those shorts on.” he rolled his eyes, caressing your skin with a hearty laugh.

☇atsumu finds your face to be his weakness. by weakness i mean when he sees you at his games he falls over himself, frantically trying to impress you while he makes an utter fool of yourself. that bright smile, my god. kills him right then and there. rip #2 miya twin ( sorry tsum ). the alders vs. jackals game still haunts him to this day, mainly because you literally watched him trip on the middle of the court from just seeing you in the stands. nonetheless when he knows you’re there. every ace, every point he’s looking up at your frame in the hundreds of thousands of people, only you. when they win ? you’re the first person he goes racing up to, scooping you into his arms with a massive grin. “you’re the reason we won ! my good luck charm !” he marvels, so happy.

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bokubear · 2 years

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hq boys and the unnecessarily hot things they do

feat. ushijima wakatoshi + sakusa kiyoomi + atsumu miya + osamu miya + suna rintarou + mattsun issei

warnings ; one curse words .. ?

notes ; came to mind ..

:USHIJIMA has this extremely sexy voice, so when he sneaks up behind you to usher something quietly, the gravelly tone gives you shivers. of course it’s unintentional, and he has no idea that he does it, but maybe it’s the way that those calloused hands hold your waist with a comfortable grip that keep you wondering if he really does do it innocently ?

:SAKUSA’S messy, and cute morning hair. he has strings of black curls darting in every direction, usually half covering his eyes. oh and when he wakes up, he never forgets to wrap big arms around your back for a deep “good morning baby.” while he just sits there, taking in your scent, your skin, everything. it is so attractive it’s stupid .. stupidly attractive.

:ATSUMU manages to always find a way as far as irritating you. when you’re talking go someone ( even if it’s you boss, co-worker, etc. ) he will find a way. leaning in to your neck to pepper a few kisses only to slowly drift from your skin, giving whoever you’re talking to a look of pure possessiveness, as if saying “hah, she’s all mine.” he’s a child at heart, but doesn’t mind showing the world exactly who he loves. no matter who may be watching.

:OSAMU flexes his muscles. all the time. it’s sickening honestly. just how absolutely swole this man is. when he lifts a big container or sack of rice, the way his pectorals flush and his veiny hands is just .. hot. not on purpose no, and for goodness sakes he probably doesn’t know he does it. the strain of his t-shirt … hot. don’t even get me started on when he picks you up with those, it’s like the gates of heavens have just burst open.

:SUNA, over the years has inexplicably charted sweatpants as his own clothing option in a whole. not even that, you wouldn’t be surprised if he knew the creator personally. now that isn’t all bad, the worst part being when he becomes daring and leaves the bathroom with no shirt on. as much as you may think he’s lost his muscular build, you’re wrong. if anyone has kept their godly body, it suna. and he is so smug when you get flustered, chiefly from him.

:MATTSUN adores when you get mad at him, he thinks it’s badass and takes it as a sultry gesture. loving when you stomp towards him with an infuriated look ( probably because he ate your food “accidentally” ) to get close to him for mattsun to grab your wrists, leering over you with a “tut tut angel, y’know if you keep actin’ up somethin’ bad might happen.” he coos and your heavy sigh. hopeless, completely hopeless.

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bokubear · 2 years

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hq boys holding their baby for the first time

featuring ; bokuto koutarou + akaashi keiji + atsumu miya + sakusa kiyoomi + kuroō tetsuro

warnings ; cute hq dads :’)

notes ; akaashi with his baby girl i’m crying—

+BOKUTO is gritting his teeth, horrified and also immediately relived upon hearing that you’d had the baby. although that didn’t guarantee the baby’s health and well-being, the part he was scared about. “congratulations, you’re now the parents of a healthy baby boy.” the nurse handed the little one to bokuto first, letting him simmer in that fatherly feeling. he felt too happy to cry at the moment, cooing at how incredible this was and the way the little boy reached his hands up, stilled at the sight of his father. “i promise you i will always be here for you. always.” he whispered, eyes gentle. his son. wild. he honestly could get enough, sugaring you with compliments and kisses of absolute adoration.

+AKAASHI was as nervous as can be, hands shaking while he wearily took a peek from the beds side-barriers. hand now aching from your iron grip. he didn’t mind. “look keiji, she has your hair.” you chuckled weakly, lifting the baby up to his unstable arms. “y/n-baby-i don’t want to drop her-“ his babbling cut short by the little girl wrapping her finger around his, eyes round with curiosity. if akaashi could be more in love right now he might just explode. “hi darling, you’re beautiful.” his lips pulled into a different type of smile, face breaking into a mess of tears. the nurses found this very cute. “it’s alright keiji, cry as much as you need. it’s our baby girl after all.” you laughed, the nurses followed suit.

+ATSUMU stood bleary eyed beside you, just watching. he was so excited before, but now he didn’t know how to feel. however he knew that he felt .. warm. a fuzzy sensation erupting in his chest. “how do you do it.” he shook his head, marveling at the two little ones sitting in front of him, two little girls, twins. “magic.” you chortled, amused at his frown. “can i hold them ?” asking meekly, he took the two in each arm, marveling once again. “she had your hair, and she has mine.” he nodded his head to each baby wrapped in pink and purple, to set a difference. “the better have my eyes though.” he batted his lashes, full of himself. the nurses found him quite the charmer. “hopefully not your personality.” — “hey, what’s that supposed to mean-“

+SAKUSA rubbed your white knuckles, his chest heaving with breaths. upset that you experienced so much pain, but so proud of you to be strong throughout. birth was .. a lot for the opposite. much worse than even germs to him. “baby, baby look at me.” you slowly moved your head, breathing slowly. “yes… kiyoomi ?” he melted with relief. you looked exhausted. “you did amazing, you know that ? i am so proud of you.” he pressed a few kisses to your cheek, alerted by the nurses arrival. “hello, apologies for interrupting you, but we would like to inform you that your baby girl has been safely and healthily delivered.” they handed the cutie to kiyoomi first, singing happy birthday with smiling faces. she was like glass, so delicate, so precious. “hello there sweetie, i love you.” he blinked back his tears, grinning. so very happy.

+KUROŌ, coming from a person lacking a father figure felt almost destroyed. but it fueled him to assure his world, the baby boy in his arms would never suffer the same fate. he couldn’t even express his feelings in words, lips trembling with overflowing emotion. now he had two beings that were his world. you, and the bundle of joy wrapped in a blue blanket in his arms. he was overjoyed. “good lord, you’re so cute.” he carefully moved a small piece of messy black hair to the side, allowing a full view of the little one. “getting the fatherhood feeling ?” you mused from beside him, appearing a bit playful despite the past. “of course i am kitten, now i’ve got two kittens.” you rolled your eyes. “sure sure. but if you dress him up as a cat for halloween i will divorce you.” he stiffened. “me ? never.” nervous laughter ensued.

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𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 & 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔!!

featuring ; (husband !) akaashi keiji + iwaizumi hajime + kageyama tobio + atsumu miya + bokuto koutarou

warnings ; mentions of alcohol, iwa’s muscles ;;

notes ; i couldn’t help but switch up my headcanon layout, i hope you guys don’t mind

+AKAASHI placed the glass of wine to his lips, eyes trained on you who stared with confusion. his location : lake como, italy, and by far one of the most beautiful places you’ve ever seen. it was almost cliche, how you were sitting here drinking expensive wines on the balcony of your hotel ( which might i add was just as breathtaking as the city ) with quite a view of the massive expanse of crystalline water glittering pleasantly in the sunshine. “this is something keiji, how could you even afford it ?” you gasped, tilting your head back with laughter at his sly smirk. so silly. “don’t doubt my ways love, i make more than enough y’know.” followed with a pout, it was nice seeing this side of him. that childish, prudish side. “are you happy with how your ‘ways’ turned out ?” this time you smirked. a long pause followed, noticing how thoughtfully the editor gazed at you. “yeah.” he followed with a sweet smile. “definitely.” oh, his ways alright.

+IWAIZUMI was having the time of his life, from surfing to tackling you into the water ( don’t worry, he was gentle ), the islands of maui could not appear more inviting. it was sometime midday, although you’d both easily have lost track of time, and the sky was blazing with golden rays of light. and honey, hajime was glowing. his skin tanned effortlessly from the many hours outside, and not to mention with the tattoo you’d urged him to get around his tricep. hot wasn’t even the word that could describe it. in the night you’d fall asleep in his big arms, chirping of birds and buzzing of insects falling to deaf ears. this beautifully muscular ( and shirtless :> ) man serving as an excellent teddy bear. and it seemed at just how cuddly and affectionate he was, he didn’t mind a bit. he softly stroking a piece of stray hair behind your ear while he leaned on his elbow. “go to sleep baby, and don’t worry, your strong and capable husband will protect you.” he flexed his arm, earning a giggle from you. “weirdo.” — “your weirdo.”

+KAGEYAMA first through the of greece. when confronting you with the location of your honeymoon, upon your agreement he came to realize just how basic greece would be on a chart of most to least common honeymoon spots but he didn’t mind. especially when you reached out to him, hands opening and closing to beckon him closer as your slipped into the hot tub of the luxurious santorini resort he’d booked. known for the beautiful scenery and top-notch quality. only the best. he vowed. “c’mere tobio, the water feels amazing.” he didn’t need to be told twice to sink into your warmth, vulnerable disposition hidden in the private sector he’d requested ( only the best ). the heavenly feeling of laying his head on your chest, nearly snoring after only five minutes. “comfy ?” you grinned widely, he was like a puppy. “yes.” he mumbled, planting soft kisses on your cheek with half-lidded eyes, puppy.

+ATSUMU gripped your hand as you walked through the streets of mallorca, spain. at this point he was probably family to most of the locals who now referred to him as “son.” meanwhile, you bathed happily on the cushioned sides of the boat he’d rented, surveying the setter as he learned how to sail. despite his big-headedness, you remained shocked at how patient the instructor was, having not thrown the man off the ship just yet. “hey babe, look at me.” you looked his way, not disappointed at the sight. the unbuttoned white flannel ( cut in a deep v ) exposed his chest just enough, along with the unkempt blonde hair and unnecessary sunglasses. he was fit for this. “wow tsum, you look-“stunning ? i know.” he dramatically sighed, you simply frowned. “not the word i was thinking of but okay.” — “hey that’s not very nice.” his sunglasses tumbling off his face onto the floor clumsy, that’s the word for it.

+BOKUTO leaned back in the carriage with a satisfied sigh, watching the stars up above with rounded eyes of curiosity. “do you know the constellations kou ?” the heartfelt moment broken with a “not a clue.” you rolled in the grass, chest erupting in laughter. “seriously ? this would’ve been so romantic !!” you huffed, deciding to lay still. “mm nah. i think it’s still romantic just watching the stars in australia.” he shrugged aimlessly, perching up to then lean over your lips. his kisses always felt magical, but this time even more so. “see ? pretty romantic huh.” he wiggled his brows humorously, getting the chance to kiss him again. and again and again till it seemed like there was no one in the universe except you and him. completely enraptured in all of it. “i will admit.” you breathed after an intense kiss from the needy ace. “that was romantic.” he rocked his fists to the air, whooping triumphantly. yeah, i guess bokuto koutarou was romantic after all.

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hq boys on their kids first day of school

feat. ( timeskip! )atsumu miya + sakusa kiyoomi + ushijima wakatoshi + akaashi keiji

warnings ; overprotective and over prepared omi :(

notes ; atsumu my bb>>>>

:ATSUMU has this tight lipped expression, handing his girls their matching backpacks with two different colored ribbons adorning their hair so prettily. “alright my angels, y’all ready to go ?” the two nodding profusely, eyes practically sparkling with glee. waving them off and reminding them of what to do if a boy walks up to them which included loud screaming of “my daddy is the best setter in the whole world ! and if you take one step closer he will set you into oblivion !” or something exaggerated of the sort. “‘tsumu ? honey are you okay ?” you inquired gently, prying his hands from his face to see him crying fat tears of sadness. “oh you big baby they’ll be okay i promise.” you assured. “they’re just getting so big ..” he hiccuped childishly, you laughed.

:SAKUSA was more than ready for battle at this point. his little boy carrying a small bag of hand sanitizer everywhere with him, which the opposite couldn’t count the times his son had reminded him to sanitize. putting even the most germaphobic man’s legacy to shame. “if anyone strange approaches you, you know what to do right ?” he asked carefully, fixing the yellow shirt the little one wore crooked. “yes daddy i know, you run in the opposite direction to a trusted adult.” he looked just like his father, bouncy black curls but with your eyes. “yes, good job.” a ruffle of his hair while you both walked him to school, beckoning him off with a big smile. and despite your husbands brooding of regret of leaving his son at school, he was now starstruck to see the star glittering on his shirt. his son had received this from “remembering to wash hands before lunch.” he couldn’t have been more proud.

:USHIJIMA held onto his daughters hands while she sat on his broad shoulders, squealing with glee. she even bought a small volleyball keychain because it would be proof of how much she her “daddy is the king of volleyball !” ( this made him cry ) with a grinning happy-face. all her books and snacks in the pink backpack nearly bigger than herself. along with the homemade bento he prepared for her with a little chick made out of rice and bean paste. “are you okay with this ?” he nervously glanced to you, fiddling like he does when he’s doubtful. “i know you’re concerned about her but she’ll be fine, look, she’s already more social then us.” you leaned to kiss his cheek, watching him curiously eye the other children with a distraught sigh. “okay..” and while she was gone he was so sad, that was until she came home and received the biggest hug of her life with a look or pure joy. he was so worried about her. adorable.

:AKAASHI had read the email from the teachers about a million times at this point, eyes scanning the text with an experts precision. you were a slightly bewildered but other than that, everything went normally, and keiji seemed relaxed .. for now. giving his girl a big smooch on the cheek and bidding farewell calmly, he remained quiet on the way home until bursting the water-works. “why did we leave her .. she could be lonely ..” he sobbed, taking off his glasses to hastily wipe his face. “oh keiji what am i going to do with you ..” you hummed, brushing your fingers against his jaw in assurance that she wasn’t going to be lonely. “in fact, bokuto’s kids are going there as well, and if you know your daughter well enough she’ll be best friends with them in no time.” well .. it was a good attempt but this added on to even more anxiety, especially with the ace’s children. poor akaashi.

-maak

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calling hq boys when you’re uncomfortable

featuring ; atsumu miya + akaashi keiji + bokuto kotarou + sakusa kiyoomi

warnings ; discomfort ? maybe stalking ? fluffff

notes ; for all of you out there that need some comfort, here you go :)

+ATSUMU hummed to himself as he picked up the vibrating phone, pleasantly surprised to see the contact being none yours. “hiya cutie, what’s up ?” now leaning his elbow on his knee below him, seated hunched and quite comfortably on the bench. “uhm, tsumie, there’s this really weird guy that’s been following me from station to station, can you stay on the call ?” your hushed whisper-voice leading to a very concerned atsumu on the other line. “yes i’ll stay on with you, don’t hang up okay ? just get in the car and i’ll be home in a second alright ? stay on i’ve got you.” he soothes, rushing to grasp his bags with a loud “sorry coach ! it’s an emergency !” rest-assured, he stayed on the phone with you the entire time and when you got home lots and lots of cuddles were received, the setter was very worried.

+AKAASHI had ran to the grocery store beside your workplace to grab a few snacks for your heavy load, you were tagging beside him with an excited jump—it was nice to have a little visit from your lovely boyfriend. separating to find differing snacks, it wasn’t long before he got a call from you, his beloved. “psst, keiji ~ there’s a strange man behind me, i’m walking to you.” you turned, speed walking to where you knew keiji was surveying the many different granola bar flavors with that sophisticated stare. “i’m here, where are you at ? aisle 5 ?” you groaned internally at his innocently irritating worry. “no no don’t come here, i need to know where i’m going.” now pummeling into his chest, he wrapped a protective arm around you. “let’s stick together this time, can’t have my love getting hurt can i ?”

+BOKUTO stood mesmerized by the absolute boatloads of merchandise dedicated to him, it amazed him to some sort of crazed degree, he was so very happy. happy enough to scoop you into the air with a satisfied grin, hooting just as he always does when he’s happy. following the ecstatic ace inside the bustling cafe, he was greeted with endless fans, excited to meet their volleyball idol. you were busy ordering when the waiter began asking uncalled questions, weird. pulling on the hem of bokuto’s jacket you still didn’t alert him. resorting to a call being a distraction. “hey hey hey ! you’re calling me ? we’re right next to each other !” — “that’s the thing kou, i really don’t feel right about this waiter.” suddenly, out of nowhere he appeared, grabbing your hand with a soft run to your knuckles. his way of saying ‘don’t worry, i’ve got you.’

+SAKUSA had fixed those curly locks you adored to a beautiful part, prepared to tour the penthouses available. yes, penthouse. kiyoomi wasn’t just looking for a condo, or when a house, but a penthouse in all its glory. “you ready ?” he twined fingers with yours, giving a squeeze of affirmation. “couldn’t be more ready.” you practically squeaked with glee, so enthusiastic when it came with building a new portion of your future in the form of a home first off. yet behind you on this slightly smaller-sided elevator alone ( since kiyoomi was waiting for you ) the person beside you nearly breathed down your neck, chills littering your skin. dialing his number in an instant, it wasn’t long before the doors were pried open. literally pried open. the germaphobic outside letting you bury in his chest. “i bet you were scared, look—look at me you’re gonna be fine.” stroking your face ever so gently with so much love. precious.

-maak

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your shirt becoming see-through w/ hq boys

featuring ; atsumu miya + sakusa kiyoomi + kageyama tobio + suna rintarou

warnings ; mentions of see-through clothing, protectiveness, perverted people, fluff ;)

notes ; this has happened to me once ? luckily i had a spare jacket :)

+ATSUMU has always found himself to become flustered if you ever wore something intentionally see-through, but it had been raining in hyōgo and you had convinced him to make a run to the store with you. your shirt now drenched with rain, you both went unnoticed to the two junior high boys snickering behind you in the aisle. that was until the setter glanced down, eyes rounded with realization. “babe, wear this you look cold.” he tapped your shoulder, staring daggers into the poor boys soul’s. “oh ! thanks ‘tsumie.” ( he practically purred at the nickname ) adjusting the brown jacket comfortably around yourself.

+SAKUSA was walking down sidewalk with you, a few fingers curled around yours. although the heat was nearly unbearable, you were coming close to the station, ready to enter the subway with your boyfriend standing by your side. he still chuckled to himself now, amazed that you were able to get him on public transportation like this. only for you. a few minutes passed and he took note of a few boys eyeing your chest, his black eyes narrowing. once he did take notice as well, he found himself with no jacket—deciding to cover you with his body instead. “stay like this for a bit okay ?” he whispered, you only giggled obliviously, kissing his cheek through his mask happily.

+KAGEYAMA already had his mind set on getting milk today. and not the responsible type of milk, just simple milk cartons to drink on the go. a child’s move. walking towards the school beside him while he pushed his bike beside him, glancing occasionally to be sure that you caught up. assuring you that he’d be back from the vending machines quickly, he perked upon overhearing you name brought up in a conversation among a few young boys. whipping his head around before he had the chance to leave you, he grasped your hand when he hears the words “bra.” and “see-through.” mentioned. once the raven-head caught sight of them he glared menacingly, ushering you to come with him to the vending machines after all, face all flushed. so cute.

+SUNA will act all innocent, sitting on a parks bench he’d just so happen to see those two sitting across from you now whispering and looking in places they shouldn’t look. on you. he was a bit annoyed, trust me. “hey baby, your bra is showing.” he’d lowly speak in your ear, earning a gasp of surprise. “rin don’t be weird like that !” but upon flinging your arms you realized that in fact your bra was showing. cheeks bursting into flames, the cheeky brat patting his lap expectantly. leading to a massively smug suna and a you remaining very displeased. using his big arms to wrap around your back, eyeing the two venomously while still wearing they smug smirk as if he was some victorious champion. “i bet you’re enjoying this.” he hummed, surveying your irked expression with a chortle of laughter.

-maak

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hq boys waking you up in the morning

featuring ~ ( timeskip! )miya atsumu + bokuto kotarou + oikawa toru + iwaizumi hajime

warnings ~ cute mornings rants

notes ~ i hope some of you wake up to this, if not, think of it when you want to wake up in their arms :’)

>> ATSUMU wakes up pretty late usually( ‘usually’ being around 1:00pm ) so on those days when he rises before you, it’s a treat. he’ll lean over to peck your cheek once with a soft afterglow then proceed to pettily kiss every square inch of you until you groan and cover your face with your hands, comparing about just how attention-seeking he is. it’s never-ending. “tsum tsum stoooopp~~ its 7:00ammmm—“ you drag out, dramatically flopping onto the pillow. “let me smooch my baby one more time.” he pouts, puckering his lips like a concussed instagram model of 2017. “i will gouge your eyes out if you so far as breath.” this stopped him in his tracks, sweating profusely once he sighed out his disappointment. “alrighty, enjoy your morning and sleep well, i love you.” he waved quietly and made sure to carefully close the door behind him. his doubts being pushed aside when he saw the ‘when are you coming home’ text he received during practice. his smile couldn’t stretch wider.

>> BOKUTO takes his time and never normally wakes you up, instead he snuggles into your side with your legs tangled together in a mangled position. he is so warm ( mostly always ) but especially in the morning. which can either be your downfall or the greatest blanket. on hot mornings, you’re sweating like dog and on cold days it’s the best heater ever. “too hot kou.” you manage to slightly pry his massive arm from your shoulder to prod at him. yet the ace is engulfed in some sort of dream because he is out. i mean even a hurricane could wake this teddy bear. “i swear i’m dying.” you panted, struggling to break free from the suffocating sheets as bo only pulled you closer defiantly. “‘m sorry it’s so hot but i don’t want to let go.” how saddened he seemed decreased that building anger. you melted at how clingy the big man was being, tracing patterns on his hand, a feeble grin pulling at his cheeks and accenting his dimples. “if i guess what you’re making, you stay for ten minutes more.” of course he made a game out of it. “go for it.” you offer, his attempt spot on. “volleyball.” — “wow my kou is so intelligent.” you gawk falsely, holding his precious face in your hands. “you know it.” he preens.

>> OIKAWA decides the best way to wake you up is to start blasting music. and when he’s in the mood he’ll romantically start flitting some romantic melody and waltz gracefully into your room to extend his hand in a cliche manner. “let us dance to the rhythm of my heart.” he clutches his chest in example, stirring a giggle from you. “such a dork.” you roll your eyes, but you take it anyways. it’d be a waste to let this opportunity by. your feet are clumsy and hardly functioning correctly thanks to your deep sleep beforehand. nearly tripping he sweeps you off your feet, holding you bridal style. “isn’t this just the absolute greatest way to wake up ?” he emphasizes, edging to your lips till you block his contact. “ i haven’t brushed my teeth toru.” you narrow your eyes. “me neither.” he lifts his brows multiple times to sell that horribly suggestive look. “gross.” you utter, dragging him to the bathroom. “you didn’t either !” — “don’t even.” he whined in retaliation, yet brushing his teeth obediently after your fair warning. “now ?” he waited patiently as you continued flossing. your muffled “no” left him hopeless. “now ?” he asked again and again and again and you were loosing it. “no-“ he began again only to be shut up by your lips. “yes.” you finished for him, his face stained a pink hue of surprise and fluster.

>> IWAIZUMI works out in the mornings, and by morning i mean 5:30 he’s up and ready for some sweat. afterwards he showers and changes—once he’s done he’ll saunter to your bedside table and place a cup of water there while squatting down to your height. “wakey wakey sleepyhead, i know your throats gonna be dry so sip some water.” he nudged at your frame, smoothing a stray hair behind your hair. “haji..” you choked out, earning a hum of affirmation. “that’s me. no other man’s allowed in this house besides your father and i y’know.” he stated matter-of-a-factly as if pointing out something even a toddler should know. “oh i know.” you answered sleepily, iwaizumi fitting the glass between your fingertips urging you to hydrate. he chuckled as he watched your head nod of slightly just sitting on the side of the bed, already falling back asleep. “i’m hungry….” you mumbled, his calloused hands coming to envelope yours. “i’ll lead you to the kitchen and make breakfast, just follow me.” he wrapped his arms around your back, breathing in your scent and all. his favorite part. you placed your feet on top of his, waddling awkwardly there with hazed eyes and broken chatter. “don’t worry, i’ve got you.” he eased, giving your hands a small squeeze.

-maak

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dancing with pregnant s/o p.2

feat. suna rintarou + atsumu miya + sakusa kiyoomi + bokuto kotaro + hinata shoyou

notes ;

my procrastination has taken too long, hope this’ll compensate for the construction loves

^SUNA’S continuous grin caused his face to ache, he didn’t mind. you were clumsily splayed in his arms and might he add—looking like an absolute goddess. it’s like the sun circled around you, framing someone oh so beautiful. he was captivated to say the least. “rinnie, what’re you looking at, shouldn’t you be dipping me ?” you giggled at his lopsided smile, lovestruck. “you’re too pretty baby, i can’t stop staring.” he huffed you to his chest, his heart thundering beneath that sly exterior at just the thought of your little one running around the household, you being a mother. i think this is a fatherly development phase.” — “what in the world are you talking about you dork.”

^ATSUMU wiggled around the apartment like a disoriented slug, gleefully boasting about the atsumu onesie’s he’d found. “look at this-look at it-and if we get them a volleyball pacifier, they’ll be all set !” almost squealing with ultimate satisfaction, the idea of how adorable they’d look making his chest throb. “yeah well no matter how good they look, pray to god they don’t have your dancing skills.” you side-eyed the setter with discouragement. he utterly deflated. “mean !” he helplessly flailed ( adding to the disorientated slug part, except this time he was a walrus ) in a dramatic display. “wait ! i have an amazing idea !” he wagged his finger matter-of-a-fact-ly. a few seconds later returning with a too-small white suit top with a hat and a microphone ( where did he get it from ?) and began singing smooth criminal.. disappointing. but definitely not boring.

^SAKUSA found himself humming to the radio stations often when he cooked, pleasantly surprised when you curled your arms around his torso mid-hum—swaying as you pressed your face to his back. calm. “you sound nice omi.” he chuckled lowly at this, so precious with your bump nudging against him from the angle. he didn’t mind. “i’m flattered love.” the cutting of vegetables and far off melodies falling upon deaf ears, he began swaying a bit too, the chuckling transitioning to a soft laugh that rung nicely in the ears. “uhm-think you’re burning something.” you observed, nose pointed it the air. this was big even fro you considering what a sticker he was. sighing heavily at the heavily burnt banana bread. “all because of you.” he kissed your nose. no, he wasn’t mad at all. a side unlike him, you loved it.

^BOKUTO listened to doja cat far too often for his own good. his most played for 2021 was 99% doja cat. it was a crisis for both you and the baby growing inside you. he just .. vibes out. it was mortifying and cute at the same time. no inbetween. “we can play say so though !” he carefully pointed out, the lyrics conspicuously appearing on screen. “i don’t mind the cursing .. it’s just the overall idea is a bit much ..” you clicked your tongue, pointing out the suggestive portions with a raised brow. surely no hope. the ace already saying absolutely no to the kidz bop version, explaining that it wasn’t “original.” you didn’t blame him on that part. he tumbled around the furniture to woman—quoting the exact lyrics perfectly. trying very hard to be convincing. “fine. but only ones that are okay, and you know what i mean.”

^HINATA scrolled along his phone, bopping his head to old songs that flitted on spotify randomly. “how do you even know this one sho ?” even you recognized it, not the lyrics but just the age .. it was somewhat interesting. “i listen to them when i train, keeps me in check.” — “that’s pretty admirable y’know.” — “is it ?” he sheepishly chortled, the quiet mumbling persisting. “the guy who sang this one is really good at tap dancing.” he added, sparing a glance your way as you leaned your head to his shoulder. “tap-dancing ? that’s random.” you implied, huffing a sigh. “tired baby ?” he brushed a piece of hair from your face. “not really .. this little one is taking its toll. but i do wanna try tap-dancing now.” — “you sure ?” he lifted up, holding out his hands. rest assured you managed to learn a few moves. and something new about shoyou as well. he can tap-dance pretty well.

-maak

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hq boys “teaching” you how to kiss

feat. atsumu miya + ushijima wakatoshi + suna rintarou + akaashi keiji

warnings ; kissing ? explainable

notes ; toshi’s big hands aaaa

+ATSUMU never imagined himself to have you sitting in his lap, wrapped around his finger so languidly. well, that is what his kind took this situation as, while you on the other hand wanted to get this memorable lesson over with. especially because of his insistent teasing. “you really came to me ? it must mean because i’m pretty good huh.” and that quirk of his thick brows, irritating to an incurable degree. “no. you’re just my boyfriend, it’d be wrong if i did it with anyone else.” his face turned flat. “oh right.” then lighting up, he beckoned you closer. “so just kiss ? like you said ?” you muttered, narrowing your eyes at his lips. “mhmm, ill guide you from there.” — “alright.” and so you did, till you both became a frantic mess of breath, well, until he was satisfied.

+USHIJIMA throughout his life was characterized as extremely strong of powerful. to you this never seemed to get old, thanks to the difference of how he was with you. and don’t get me wrong, he was still extremely powerful and strong. but maybe the way he would caress you skin, ushering you to close your eyes when you fell asleep each night, like some sort of rare porcelain doll. comedic almost, but adorable. “you want me to teach you how to kiss ?” you nodded your head fervently, patting the stool on front of you which the ace heftily became seated upon. “i can’t say i’ll be any better than you but i can try.” large, stable fingertips grasping you waist. the way he kissed reminded you of a frank sinatra song, fly me to the moon was it ? like honey or syrup dripping off each syllable he spoke. enchanting.

+SUNA could not be more smug about this ordeal. he was quick to oblige, eagerly scooting to hop into bed with you. all curled up like a spoiled tabby cat. “but i have one condition-“nah nah. conditions are no fun, who needs requirements anyways, let’s just make out.” you groaned, rubbing your temples. “thats the thing, i need you to teach me.” his lips parted momentarily, only to close with thought. “ah.. alright then, just close your eyes and go with the flow until you get it, let me take the lead.” like usual occasions, a heated make-out pursued, but suna kept his promise with ‘leading’ you. pointing out mistakes and things that he found unnecessary to make the event more enjoyable to the both of you. smirking so proud when he separated to find you out of breath. i mean you looked so cute, how could he not love it ?

+AKAASHI had his eyes trained upon the pages of “the strange case of dr. jekyll and mr. hyde” by robert louis stevenson, apparently entranced by the ‘late night’ chapter he’d been droning on and on about while cooking with you. “hey keiji, could you teach me how to kiss ?” touching your lips with a finger, you quickly became amused at his dark eyebrows lifting comically up to his forehead, face flushing just like it has many times before. “you-me-teach to kiss ?” he stammered, giving you the ‘is this a joke ?’ by akaashi keiji look ( he definitely rocked that look ). “yes, unless you don’t want to.” you clicked your tongue plopping down beside him. “i mean .. yes. i don’t mind, it’s just kind of unexpected.” a smile pulled at his lips, holding a fond look at you. “now come here, ill be gentle i promise.” featherlight touches and words of praise ricocheted through you, sending you into the clouds. he’s something else.

-maak

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hq boys when they’re embarrassed

feat. atsumu miya + sakusa kiyoomi + ushijima wakatoshi + yamaguchi tadashi

warnings ; mentions of sex ? cute boys ♡

notes ; not really anything no, ty for reading loves

: ATSUMU never acted as if things could get him flustered, but regardless of that idea, it wasn’t impossible either. the first night you slept together was it, when he woke up beside you to have a pleasant breakfast. that was until you brought it up, him nearly spitting out his food. “uh- tsumie ? don’t tell me you’re getting all shy now.” you cackled, throwing your head back wildly. “nooooo~~baby i’m not embarrassed. swallowed something wrong.” he beat his chest half-heartedly. giving up when you continued the conversation. “you know you are you big baby.” cupping his face in your hands, you kissed his lips, marveling the adorable puddy of a boy dripping at your fingertips. “i will if i get one more kiss.” — “good luck with that.”

: SAKUSA, lucky for him, consistently adorns masks. so whenever he feels the urge, he can just lift up his mask to hide expression. well that would’ve been useful it it weren’t for you. who could read him like a book. a chore of a day and he was seated on the coach, sprawling in the one break he’d received so graciously. you, plopping into his lap comfortably, noticed the shuffle of his body, clearing his throat repeatedly. “kiyoomi, what’s wrong ?” you turned over, eyeing him suspiciously while holding onto a look of concern. “nothing babe. just tired.” he placed his head on your chest, the warmth becoming heavenly. he was such a cutie. “i know what you’re doing honey, you don’t need to hide it if you’re feeling flustered alright ? i’m here.” you stroked his dark curls, earning a soft hum of agreement. cutie.

: USHIJIMA carry’s a surprised face when he becomes flustered. he does quite often, even more surprising than his surprised face. acting so feeble compared to his demanding image. throughout your relationship, you’d taken note of these signs. “we’re just holding hands dear, we do this a lot.” you sighed, caught in a dilemma as to why he was so disconcerted at simply holding hands, something you were aware that you’d done more times than imaginable. unpredictable. “it’s not that.. you look really beautiful today and i feel so meager compared to you.” he whispered gently, still as blunt as before. it all came together. “oh toshi, you are so handsome i can’t even begin to explain, you flatter me really. and i love you.” you beckoned for him to lean down, gently pecking his forehead. he was like an excited puppy.

: YAMAGUCHI knew it was inevitable to not experience so sort of a bashfulness when he was around you. especially when he started dating you. but it astounded him as to how much it happened. even wearing a skirt in front of him left him a mess. a brimming giveaway to his situation was how he spoke. perhaps if he stammered, that was even more hefty. don’t even get me started on stealing his first kiss. the moment you separated he was practically on the floor with embarrassment. bewildering you at how he hadn’t exploded yet after all the times this had happened. “tadashi, how does this look ? do you think the colors coordinate well ?” he easily glanced up, and remained shell shocked at just how breathtaking you were. “yep-uh huh. that’s the one.” he gaped, you definitely were the one.

-maak

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hq boys when their baby seeks comfort from them

feat. ( timeskip! )atsumu miya + sakusa kiyoomi + kageyama tobio + osamu miya

warnings ; tooth-rotting fluff

notes ; my heart is melting thank you for the amazing idea 😼anon ♡

+ATSUMU pried an eye open, his son somehow managed to slip from the crib he shared with his sister, and now sat at the side of his bed, face all wobbly with tears. “hey little man what’s goin’ on ?” you were fast asleep beside him, exhausted from the long day. the boy curled his tiny fist around his fathers shirt, lifted up easily into the setters arms as he rubbed his back in comfort. “shh shh i know i know, bad dream ? c’mere i’ve got you.” he hummed, pressing a soft kiss on his sons forehead. the baby’s crying eventually subsiding. “alright alright, are we done crying ? you might wake up mommy so let’s go back quiet okay ?” he reminded, comically tip-toeing to their bedroom like a cartoon character. “yes daddy.” the mini-atsumu echoed, giggling. precious.

+SAKUSA noticed his girl running towards him, her loud whines alerting his heightened fatherly instincts that something was the matter. “daddy~~nori ate my cookie ! the one you made for me.” she sobbed, rubbing her eyes harshly with an extremely saddened expression. the man couldn’t help but try not to smile, how concerned she was over his cookie he made for her was enough to melt his heart. “ah, that. baby it’s okay, such a pretty girl like you shouldn’t be upset, i can make you another when we get home.” he explained, the girls face lighting up immediately. “really ? daddy you the best !” she squeezed a mini hug around his calf, the highest she could reach with that babied voice of hers still intact. his everything. two people being you and her, his entire world.

+KAGEYAMA was occupying himself with teaching his girls how to ride bikes. and while on was already pedaling around the neighborhood with her pink barbie bike and all ( with your supervision that is ), the other love of his life was having some difficulty. finally, just finally she managed to stay balanced she toppled over just as fast, a ringing scream sounding. scooping her up, he bounced her in his shoulder, hushing the soft sniffles with ease. “we’re gonna get you all patched up okay cutie-pie ? don’t you shed one more tear because you’re going to feel amazing after you get all cleaned up.” the assurance breaking a big grin on her face. with the curious george bandaids fastened, she stalked out to you with pride. “mommy mommy ! look what i did ! i’m a warrior ! as tough as daddy now !” and while you cooed, tobio was a mess of sentiment at just how adorable this is.

+OSAMU had his boy seated on the counter, observing how he prepared the ingredients and such with pin-point precision. one of the cooks favorite things to come home to ( and look forward to ). he definitely got that fascination from him, that eagerness to explore. all was well until he chopped the carrots, and the tike’s face broke into a fit of weeping. “y-y-you killed mr. carrot !” he hiccuped, pointing accusingly at the knife in hand. the chef having to quickly turn away to downright wheeze, this was too cute to handle, and he didn’t want to hurt his boys already distraught state even more. “kiddo kiddo, it’s okay, i’m gonna fix mr. carrot all up so he can be fancy. there are a ton of mr. carrots out there, and this mr. carrot will be okay.” he lifted up an untouched carrot, saying ‘look at me ! i’m great!’ with a voice implying the carrot was talking. somehow, this worked. impressive to say the least.

-maak

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