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bokutosmochi · 1 year
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MISTER OBLIVIOUS, EYES ON HIM
what's it? general allergen warning/s? n/a sugar level? 0.4k name for the orders? sakusa kiyoomi, akaashi keiji, ojiro aran, sawamura daichi, iwaizumi hajime regulars? @tahonet​ @hanayanetwork​
bon appetit!
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he's absolutely oblivious to how attractive how he is, how he manages to charm people around him without putting any effort in it at all and it's irritating and agitating to people around the world who are trying their best to woo the girl next door, only to fail.
whenever he enters a room, all eyes immediately shift towards him, someone who's dressed in a simple white t-shirt and jeans. he carries himself with a quiet confidence, not cockiness, but confidence. if you look hard enough, you may even spot some people who's jaws have dropped at the angel-like beauty of the man who just entered the room so nonchalantly, like he didn't cast a spell on ninety nine percent of the people seated there.
beating fast was the heart of the person who managed to get lucky enough to sit next to him, something some people found themselves jealous of and they knew it was weird and immature of them because they do not know who this man is and there's a very big chance they'll never see them again - and you can bet that they are very upset about this fact - yet they can't help themselves. they are unable to shake this envious feeling off.
he looked even better in person when you can see the finer details of his face. it wasn't clear, yet the old acne scars that one could only assume was from his teenage years, the superficial wrinkes, the pores, the facial texture only added to his beauty. eyes were pretty, not only one single shade of color, though of course there was one that's dominant. from up close, you can see different hues specks designed across his irises, as if it was a project by a gods, perfected and specially made to grace the people of this earth. his hair laid perfectly on top of his head. although there were a couple of fly aways, it suit him. it made him look better and maybe that's a concept difficult to grasp for some people, but that's because they haven't had the blessing that is to see this man looks like a god amongst mortals.
you pity them.
a hand raised to brush a stray strand of hair from his visage and the person next to him couldn't help but swallow and look away, yet that didn't last very long. the temptation to look at this man again was so intense it was almost painful.
yet he doesn't know this
several people have tried to tell him this, friends, teammates, and fans alike, but he never really believed them. not wholeheartedly, anyway.
instead, he continues to be mister oblivious with eyes on him.
SAKUSA, akaashi, OJIRO, SAWAMURA, iwaizumi
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i get: reblog
you get: strawberry pocky
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taintedtort · 29 days
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hi hi hi, LOVED YOUR HCS N FLUFFS, can we get a haikyuu hc (any characters !! hehe wouldn't mind anyone) where the reader hugs their plushies instead of like cuddling w them, and n they suddenly got jealous n pouty 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 thank you so so so much, happy writing 🫶🏻🎀
" HUG ME! "
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summary. you hug your plushie instead of them
characters. kenma, bokuto, kuroo, akaashi
warnings. gn!reader, none!
a/n. hi, tysm!!! hope these characters are fine! (unintentionally did the duos on nekoma and fukurodani oops)
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KENMA
☆ he got you the stuffed animal, so it’s partly his fault. however, that doesn’t stop him from glaring daggers at it whenever you weren’t looking. it’s a cat plushie, one that you’d been wanting for a while, so of course he ordered it for you. he surprised you with it this morning, and you haven’t let go of the damn thing.
kenma is currently sat on your bed playing his switch, and usually you’d be cuddling up to him… but no. you have that stupid cat tucked under your chin and pressed to your chest as you lay facing away from him, scrolling on your phone.
you've been practically ignoring your boyfriend all day! too focused on that plushie that he so kindly bought you. he thought you’d give him lots of thanks and praise, but no. ignored.
he knows he’s being pouty, and that you’re just excited to finally have it, but cmon! your arms should be wrapped around him, not a cheap stuffed animal.
he finally cracks and nudges you, which he’s been contemplating doing for a while.
"hm?" you hum, not even turning to face him, too occupied with the video you’re watching on your phone.
he grumbles something under his breath before he’s pulling on your arm, forcing you to turn over and face him.
"cuddle with me," he murmurs, pulling you close and wrapping his arms around your waist. it’s not often he initiates cuddling or hugs, so you’re immediately focused on him, a big smile on your face. your attention shift causes you to forget your plushie, leaving it laying on the bed behind you. without a second thought, he sneakily snatches it up and tosses it to the floor without you noticing.
"finally…"
BOKUTO
☆ you two went on a little arcade date, and he’d won you a cute stuffie. it was a small teddy bear, and you fell in love with it when you saw it. bokuto, of course, spent at least $30 trying to get it for you. he’s not the best at claw machines, but he eventually was able to grab it for you.
you practically jumped up and down, snatching up the toy from his hands when he held it out to you. he was rewarded with a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and of course a couple words of praise that made his chest swell with pride.
however, as you continued the date, he noticed that instead of holding his arm, you were holding the plushie. you like to be wrapped around his bicep, which he loves, so when he saw the bear clutched to your chest like his arm should be, he started pouting.
"what’s wrong?" you ask, noticing his frown and the way he keeps glancing between you and the teddy. his brows are furrowed, like he’s upset.
"i’ll hold it for you," he suddenly offers, extending a hand and waiting for you to hand it to him. he wasn’t being nice, not really, he just wanted your attention on him.
he watches as you shake your head and protectively hug the bear even tighter, which makes him even more moody.
"you're depriving me! fuck that bear," he practically whines, glaring at it dramatically. you knew he was going to make a scene and be moody for the rest of the date if you didn’t switch your attention.
with a sigh, you hand him the plushie, and he snatches it instantly. he half hazardously dangles it by his side, putting his free arm out to you to hold, which you do.
"you’re so dramatic," you tease, though he doesn’t mind. his mood was instantly lifted when he felt your hands on his bicep.
"i don’t care, this is where you should be."
KUROO
☆ similar to bokuto, you two went to a fair, and he won it for you. it was a huge husky puppy, as big as half your body. you were beyond excited, usually those games are rigged and super hard to win, especially the bigger prizes, but kuroo was determined. he was super proud of himself for making you smile so big, and you praised him while hugging the huge stuffed animal, which made his chest puff out a bit.
as you two continued to walk around the fair, you kept the stuffed animal hugged to your chest, both arms around it. you honestly couldn’t hold it any other way, so he wasn’t really upset about that. he was upset that you kept nuzzling your face into its fuzzy neck. you usually do that when you hug or cuddle with kuroo, so he got a bit pouty about it.
"you like it?" he asks, though he already knew you did. his tone was a bit salty, but you didn’t really catch it, too engrossed with the husky.
"i do! he's really soft," you smile widely, turning to lock eyes with him. he’s happy you’re happy, but he sort of wishes he waited till the end of your date to win you the prize.
"i can tell…" he murmurs, resisting the urge to glare at the poor puppy. he knows it’s not your fault, he's just feeling jealous, which is stupid.
he finally just wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his side as you walk. this is the best he can get for now, he’d hate to spoil your fun. he can have you all to himself when you get to his house.
"you ready to go?" he asks, secretly trying to leave quicker so he can have you in his arms, like you should be. once you’re cuddled up with him, you’ll forget all about the stuffed husky, which is exactly what he wants.
"i think it’s about time you showed me the same attention you’ve been showing that plushie."
AKAASHI
☆ he isn’t usually a very jealous person, but cmon. how can he not get a little petty when you’ve been cuddled up with that stupid squishmellow all day? he got it for you the other day when he was out, knowing you like those things. it was a medium sized one, and it was supposed to be a turtle. he thinks they look kind of funny, but he will admit they’re soft and squishy. but even so, you should be cuddling with him, not a stuffed animal. he’s here for a reason!
you're on the couch watching a movie, that fucking squishmellow sitting in your lap, with akaashi next to you. he usually isn’t one to get angry, especially over trivial things like this, but when it comes to you, he feels all sorts of things he usually wouldn’t.
he knows you like it, which is why you’ve been carrying it around, and he can’t blame you for that. he really has no reason to be upset, which is why he doesn’t necessarily voice it, just waiting patiently for the moment you come crawling back into his arms.
he does give you a little motivation though, which isn’t technically cheating! but how can anyone resist when the akaashi keji drapes his arm over their shoulder and kisses their temple?!
it worked like a charm, and you're immediately turning your head to claim a kiss on the lips, which he gives to you. it’s not a normal peck though, it’s long and deep, and it leaves you a bit dazed when he pulls away. this is all part of his plan, get you so distracted that you don’t notice when the plushie falls to the ground, out of sight and out of mind.
he brings his other hand up to your jaw, keeping your eyes on his. he never fails to make you blush, even after being together for quite some time.
"i'm feeling tired, do you want to cuddle?" he smiles, putting on an innocent façade. just as expected, you eagerly nod and follow his lead when he lays down on the couch. the turtle falls to the floor, and you don’t even bat an eye. he wins.
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Being Their Pregnant Partner Featuring
Kita, Suna and Akaashi
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Kita Shinsuke x Pregnant Reader; Suna Rintaro x Pregnant Reader; Akaashi Keiji x Pregnant Reader
Warnings: fluff
AN: and again : D
Kita
The beautiful sight of his fields at sunset were nothing compared to your gorgeous, full figure walking towards him with a basket full of food. He stopped his work, gathering up his equipment before making his way to you at the edge of the field.
“I thought you were suppose to be resting dear,” he asked you, smirk across his face as you scowled back at him.
“Well, you’ve barred me from field work so I guess the only thing I can do now is make you food and laze about the house, which I might add, is boring!”
Kita knew you’d have a hard time with the end of your pregnancy and with getting the required rest the doctor had ordered for you. At first, he tried everything to get you to just take one nap a day to rest and relax. Eventually he gave up on his quest and let nature take its course. Now that you were 8 months, your body essentially forced you to take a break which you absolutely hated.
“Why don’t you work on your knitting? You always complain you never had time for that when you worked the rice fields with me,” Kita suggested as you sighed.
“Well now that I have time I don’t want to do that, I want to work!”
You’re pout drove Kita insane but he knew there was little he could do to help you at this point. You absolutely were not allowed to help him in the fields but maybe there was something else you could do.
“Hey what about helping with packaging? You know that’s something you can sit and do,” he declared, waiting your response.
“I guess,” you groaned, admitting defeat, “I guess it’s better than nothing.”
Kita smiled, kissing your forehead and you both sat down to enjoy your food.
Suna
Suna couldn’t help but laugh at the sight before him. There you were, on the floor covered in paint as you tried to maneuver the piece of baby furniture you were painting.
“Hey Rin!” You spoke, face and hands completely covered in green paint as you continued to happily paint ground edges with great detail.
Suna wasn’t sure how you managed to be so careful with painting the dress or yet so messy with yourself
“Babe, I told you I’d help you tonight when I got home from practice,” Suna laughed, coming over to you to help you get off the floor in your extremely pregnant state.
He held out his hands as you gripped them, pulling yourself up and into his arms. You giggled as your painted body touched his and his EJP hoodie, making the colors now yellow, black, white and green.
“Good thing I got like 50 more of these in my closet,” he joked as you smiled
“You mean in my closet, I borrowed at least 10.”
Suna just chuckled, thinking how lucky he was to have such an amazing and wonderful partner.
Akaashi
“You’ve been working on that article all night babe, don’t you think it’s time you take a break?” You interrupted, bringing in a cup of tea and some late night snacks for your husband who had been working all day.
“It’s not an article love, it’s a letter your baby,” Akaashi answered as you stopped, eyes shifting to him as you set the tea down.
“A letter to the baby? May I ask what it’s about?”
Akaashi shrugged, “well it’s kind of about how you and I met and how our lives were before baby.”
Tears welled up in your eyes at your husbands thoughtful gesture. Akaashi noticed the tears, getting up and hugging you tightly as you sobbed in his arms.
“T-that’s got-got to be the cu-cutest thing I’ve e-ever heard Keiji,” you bellowed as Keiji just chuckled, consoling you, one hand on your back and one on your belly.
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luvring · 2 years
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— clingy boyfriends
gn!reader | oikawa, kenma, akaashi, suna, atsumu, timeskip!sakusa
warnings: mention of sakusa being drunk
technically all of them are aged up but sakusa's has manga spoilers!
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OIKAWA is lying on top of you when you try to push him off. “i will literally die if you try to leave me.” you groan to try to hide your laugh. “really, tooru?” “yes,” he says, getting up so he’s in a planking position above you. “i’d get up just to drop dead on the floor. it’s always the spouse, you know.” the both of you stare at each other. it’s the perfect opportunity, really, if you tried to roll out of the way. but oikawa’s quicker than you, and he drops back down before you can shuffle even half a foot. his arms wrap around you as he rolls onto his side, pulling you against his chest. “you’re so annoying,” you laugh. he grins as he presses kisses on your shoulder, “but you love me. and you’re stuck with me until i’m ready to get up.”
KENMA groans, his hold tightening, when he feels you try to shuffle out of bed. “ken, ‘m hungry,” you whine. he only nuzzles closer into your neck before responding, “order food then.” you stare at him even though you know he can’t see you. “then what? tell them to somehow unlock the door and find us upstairs?” he hums in return, letting out a deep breath against your skin. “you know where the spare key is.” the thought gets a surprised laugh to escape you and you can feel kenma try to stop his own. “we can go down together in a few minutes. please?” you huff lightly and let your fingers start to brush through his hair. “okay, but if you fall asleep i’m going without you,” you say, knowing full well he’d wake up just to cling onto you longer.
KEIJI stretches and yawns before looking over at you beside him. “g’mornin’,” he greets you before placing his arm around your waist. and you know what's happening when he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. “keiji—” he hums, leaving a kiss against your jaw. “we have to get up,” you whine. he huffs a breath against your skin. “no we don’t, and you know it. it’s saturday.” “you don’t want breakfast?” “we can get brunch,” he replies easily. “i’ll cook our favourites.” there isn’t much to argue with when he’s warmer and more comfortable, and the sun is peaking through the blinds just enough. and keiji knows he’s won when he looks up at you with a soft smile. “stay with me?” you breathe out and mumble an “okay,” before letting yourself cuddle further into him and the blanket. he kisses your face once, twice, three times before pulling away. "love you."
SUNA frowns and looks up at you, his head still nuzzled into the crook of your neck, as soon as he doesn't feel you playing with his hair. “why’d you stop?” you spare a glance before waving your phone slightly. “‘cause i was typing?” “type with one hand then." he grabs the hand previously putting him to sleep and places it back on his head. “rin—god, okay,” you laugh. slowly, you start to comb through his hair again and feel his deep breath against your skin. “clingy baby.” he hums and smiles before placing a lazy kiss against your collarbone. “i don’t know what you’re talking about.” “oh yeah? so you’d let me leave right now?” suna pulls away from you, only to bump his nose against your cheek. his breath is warm as he whispers, “you wouldn’t dare.”
ATSUMU swings your arms side to side and whines, “baby, please?” you respond with a light but drawn out tone, “i can’t come with you to practice, babe.” he frowns, pulling your hands up so he could play with them in front of you. “i’ll quit my job then.” “wh—” your sentence is cut short by a snort as you suddenly let go of him. he pouts at the lost contact, pouting more at your reply. “sure you will, tsumu. i couldn’t take you from volleyball even if i had a billion dollars.” but atsumu sighs, knowing you were ultimately right. so he takes a step closer and leans his forehead against yours. his voice is softer now. “but ‘m gonna miss you.” slowly, you pull him into a hug and let him wrap his arms around you. “i’ll see you after, okay?” “fine, but i’m not letting ya go until tomorrow morning,” he says. your lips twitch into a smile at his promise. “okay, tsum.”
SAKUSA wishes his teammates would leave his house right now only half-jokingly. “if only fans could see how clingy yer boyfriend is,” atsumu sighs as he sits across from you in the living room. you look down at your boyfriend at the mention and smile as he pouts against you. maybe he drank a little more than usual, his face flushed as his arms trap you against the couch. “ooh, it’d probably help with publicity,” hinata teases. sakusa only moves further into you as he groans. deciding to have a little mercy, you finally reply. “cuddly ‘omi’s for me only, actually.” at the sound of your voice, he tilts his head to glance at you before kissing your collarbone. sighing, he mumbles quietly, “thank you.” “gross.” at that, sakusa finally lets go for a second, turning around to shoot a glare at his teammate. “get out of here, atsumu.”
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h2uji · 18 days
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“Name?” The barista asked as she opened the marker lid with her mouth, “Y/n h/ln.” you simply said, fixing your posture and giving her a soft smile.
He melts, feeling his cheeks getting warm every time she puts her beautiful name with his last name
“Alright, your order will be right up,” the black-haired girl said while fixing her glasses and walking away, leaving the young couple alone
smiling, she turns her head toward her husband, only to see him staring at her with a smile. His ringed hand rests on his cheek
Tilting her head to the side, she smiled back at him. “What?" clearing his throat he leaned back into the chair "nothing"
It's been 4 years since both of them got married, but it never failed to make him flustered.
Mammon, Kuroo, Matsukawa, Akaashi, Thoma, Kaeya, Childe, Kazuha, Gojo, Sanji(black leg), Penguin.
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hello-kuni · 2 years
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𝐖𝐇𝚬𝚴 𝐘𝚶𝐔 𝐒𝐐𝐔𝚰𝐑𝚻 𝐅𝚶𝐑 𝚻𝐇𝚬 𝐅𝚰𝐑𝐒𝚻 𝚻𝚰𝐌𝚬
ft. bokuto, tsukishima, iwaizumi, akaashi
cw: 18+ mdni, squirting (obvi), unprotected sex, allusions to overstimulation, oral (f receiving, fingering
a/n: just a quick little something for y'all (repost on new blog)
❁ bokuto
at this point, you lost track of how many times he'd already made you cum. it was all you could do to grip the sheets while he held onto your hips, legs resting on his shoulders as he fucked roughly into you. his thick cock stretched your pussy, hitting every spot to have your toes curling.
he's focused, eyes trained on the way your pussy sucks him in with every thrust. it was the same look he had whenever he spiked a ball. you were on the cusp of yet another orgasm. he could tell, too. the grip he had on your hips tightened, his pace getting ever so slightly quicker.
"come on, baby, give me one more."
you moaned, unable to get any words out. so consumed in your pleasure, you failed to notice the difference in your impending orgasm until it was too late. you were squirting all over his chest and stomach, coating even your own thighs. it dripped down his body.
he pulled out of you, the hold on your hips slackening. "if you had to pee you could have said something."
heat flared in every inch of your face, hands coming up immediately to cover it. you had to pretend he didn't exist for a moment in order to get your bearings again. explaining to him that you didn't pee on him was not what you had planned for the night.
❁ tsukishima
he's always been pretty plain in bed. rarely deviating from missionary and keeping the same pace. sure he'll spice it up a little bit from time to time, but you wanted him to let loose. it took some time to get him comfortable with the idea. and you didn't regret it.
with your legs pressed up near your head, he was hitting spots he'd never even come close to before. his thrusts were faster, rougher. it wasn't long until you were seeing stars. it seemed it was having a similar effect on him, as well, if the string of swears and groans was anything to go by.
you gripped onto his forearms, nails digging crescents into his skin. your former vanilla boyfriend was now wholly relentless. never slowing for even a moment. never faltering as your pussy squeezed around him. that's when you felt it. a budding orgasm with something else lurking within it.
before you could say anything, a moan erupted out of you as you came. you felt something releasing from you, but only distantly caring until the height of your pleasure subsided. it was only then that you realized what had happened. your squirt coated the plane of his stomach and yours. had stopped his thrusts, looking blankly down at you.
"warn me next time," he said. his words were sharp but the twitch of his cock was unmistakable. you really didn't regret anything.
❁ iwaizumi
in all the time you've been together, not once had he made you squirt. he made it own personal goal to make you. a nice challenge--that he eventually forgot about. that is, until tonight.
in front of a mirror on the floor, you were on your hands and knees, barely able to hold yourself up as he was pounding into you. he loved taking you from behind. it allowed to play with the soft flesh of your ass. but he also loved watching your face as you fell apart beneath him. this was his genius solution.
you were a moaning mess as he hit that one spot repeatedly. your arms were shaking with the effort to keep yourself upright. the tightness in your core built up, along with another semi-familiar feeling. you tried to warn him, but the words died on your tongue as he slammed his hips into you. it was the last push you needed.
your orgasm washed over you, accompanied by a rush of liquid. his thrusts paused as he watched you in the mirror, collapsing onto your forearms. his cock throbbed in your tight walls. he groaned at the sight.
a moment later he was picking up his rough pace again. he snaked an arm around your waist, holding you up. "shit, baby, do that again."
having finally realized his goal, he wasn't going to stop anytime soon. it would be a while before he was fully satisfied.
❁ akaashi
he came home from a long at the office, and all he wanted was to relieve was a bit of his stress. that was how you found yourself with him between your thighs, your hands buried in his hair.
he alternated between sucking on your clit and giving it little licks. his slender fingers curled inside your pussy. he wasn't in any rush tonight, taking his time with bringing you to your high. it was torturous for you. you were so close to that edge, needing just a little more to get there. it took a good amount of begging to get him to increase the speed of his fingers.
when he finally did, the force of your orgasm surprised even you. squirting on lower half of his face. but he didn't pull away, didn't stop the movement of his fingers until your trembling body calmed down. he wiped his face clean and looked up at you.
"i'm sorry," you said, covering your face with your arms. it was too much to even look at him. "i'm sorry."
he crawled up the length of your body, gently moving your arms away from your face. he placed a soft kiss to the corner of your mouth. "don't apologize," he whispered, kissing the other corner of your lips. "you're so pretty when you cum for me."
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teamatsumu · 3 months
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where we left off. (hinata shoyo x reader)
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summary: “you confess because you think you will never see him again, so it doesn’t matter ” - for my valentine’s day event - theme: confessions
word count: 1981
tags: @nishayuro @kitas-tapioca @kakashineedstotouchgrass s @amisuh @avis-writeshq @samanthaa-leanne @akaashi-todorki @sp1ng @kur0obaby @bleach-your-panties
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There is a light in Shoyo that just won’t dim. Not that you want it to. It’s your favorite thing about him.
There are ten million reasons to like Shoyo (though Tsukishima would disagree and say he can barely find one. He’s lying. No one can dislike Shoyo. It’s not possible). But you like him for the simple reason that he is the best person you have ever met. He is dedicated and kind, loyal and friendly. You have known him since your first year in high school, and you have seen him face every adversity that comes his way with full confidence and optimism.
It’s no wonder you’re hopelessly in love with him. How could you not be? Shoyo entered your life and made everything ten times brighter and easier to deal with. From day one, he was your confidant and your cheerleader. In all those three years, Shoyo stood by you like you stood by him. You had grown by leaps and bounds with him as your friend.
Friend.
The sun was low in the sky, spreading a warm orange light over the clouds as it set. The color reminds you of Shoyo’s hair, and you have to curse yourself. It seems you can never stop thinking about him, and the world is adamant on making sure you didn’t even try to. You sigh and lean back on the bench you were seated on, closing your eyes and mentally preparing yourself for what was coming.
High school graduation had come and gone. Tomorrow, Shoyo will leave for Brazil. For two years minimum. And who knows? He says he will return, but there is a very real chance he won’t. An up-and-coming volleyball player like him, he could be snatched up by a local club. Or he could fall in love with beach volleyball and continue living there so he could keep playing it.
Two years is a long time for a person to change. You can change. He can change. You can’t trust yourself to leave this until then. Now, before Shoyo leaves, you will confess to him all of your closely guarded feelings. Before he potentially leaves your life for good, he has to know that he is the reason you are where you have gotten.
Heavy footsteps slowly fade in, making you turn your head to follow the sound. You spot Shoyo barreling down the sidewalk towards you, skidding to an abrupt halt when he reaches your bench. He takes a few deep breaths before grinning wide, and just the sight of his million watt smile has your own lips tugging up to return the gesture.
“Ready for dinner?”
Homey, comforting ramen is Shoyo’s choice of last meal in Japan. You both trudge into his usual ramen place, one that he loved to frequent often after practice. He talks your ear off all the way there, telling you about his day. He had been getting his affairs in order, saying goodbye to all the important people and packing up some last minute stuff. You let him catch you up to every tiny detail, (He is like that. He doesn’t like leaving anything out) and you hum along to his stories.
When steaming bowls of ramen are set down before you is when Shoyo finally shuts up, instead choosing to immediately wolf it down. You watch him with blatant adoration in your eyes. You know you do, and you don’t bother to hide it. Sharing this one last moment with him, you don’t want to hold back. This might be the last time you can look at him in leisure. So you drink him in the best you can, trying to seal this moment in your memory forever.
“Are you excited for beach volleyball?”
He nods around a mouthful of noodles. “I have just two years to learn it, so I’m a bit nervous. But I can’t wait to start!”
You smile at his usual unending enthusiasm. “You’ll be great, Shoyo. I have never met someone as hardworking as you.”
And there is that smile again, so bright you almost have to squint to withstand it. He was so different from how he was in first year. He had come such a long way in just three years. Imagine how much he would change after two years in a completely foreign country, on the other side of the world.
You can feel your shoulders drop.
After dinner, Shoyo insists on dessert and you both end up getting ice pops. He finishes his before you can even take one bite of your own, and then ends up finishing half of yours as well when you tell him you are full and he can have it. No wonder he has unending stamina. He eats the food of three people. You smile at the thought.
As per routine, Shoyo walks you home afterward. The sun has fully set by this time, and the streetlights periodically illuminate the two of you as you walk along the sidewalk. Your figures cast long, moving shadows on the concrete, and you keep your eyes on them as you walk. Shoyo is humming something under his breath, occasionally breaking the silence to comment on something. You bask in the moment.
When you slow to a stop at your front door, you realise it is finally time to do what you had been psyching yourself up for all this time.
“I have something to say.” You comment. Shoyo blinks and nods, encouraging you to continue. You take a deep breath.
“For the last three years, you’ve been the best person in my life. By a long shot. I can’t believe I met someone like you. You’re always so supportive, Shoyo, and you’ve really helped me be the best version of myself.”
You cringe at your corny statements, but Shoyo’s face has softened. He stays silent. You muscle on.
“I like you. A lot. A lot. And before you leave, I just wanted you to know this.”
Because I may never see you again. You let the last sentence die in your throat.
Shoyo looks down at the ground, fiddling with his hands a bit. You realize you have made him nervous. And no wonder. You just dumped a huge revelation on him the day before he leaves the country.
“You don’t have to say anything!” You add on, as soon as Shoyo opens his mouth to speak, trying to soothe his nerves. “I don’t want you to reciprocate. I just wanted to tell you all this before you left.”
You step forward to wrap him into a hug, feeling him freeze at the gesture. You don’t let yourself linger, pulling away mere seconds later. Shoyo opens and closes his mouth like a fish. You giggle.
“Do your best in Brazil, Shoyo. I’m counting on you.”
And then you pull open the door, shutting it behind yourself with one last smile at his surprised face.
……………………
Tokyo is a big city, and you lose yourself in the hustle and bustle of it.
Miyagi was quiet, peaceful, and you knew more or less everyone there. In contrast, Tokyo is continuously moving, and you have to run to keep up with it. It’s a big change, going from Tokyo to Miyagi, but it is a welcome one. You can feel how you change and blossom along with the city.
Your apartment is small. One bedroom, open kitchen, tiny bathroom. It’s a starter apartment and you are still a student, so it doesn’t matter. Every night, you cook yourself a modest meal and plop yourself down in front of the television, continuing some show you have been watching for the last few days. Afterwards, you have a warm cup of tea and then begin your nightly routine, ready for classes the next day.
Today that routine is disrupted by loud knocking on the door.
You pause your chewing, reaching for the remote to mute the TV. You don’t hear any sound, not even shuffling, but ten seconds later you hear another, longer knock. Sighing, you set your bowl down on the coffee table and throw your blanket off, trudging to the door. When you look through the peephole, all you see is one shoulder. You roll your eyes at the person who chose to not stand in your view.
You undo the lock and pull the door open, immediately freezing on the spot.
He has grown so much taller, and broader. His skin holds a wonderful bronze tan, and his hair is shorter than the last time you saw him. But his smile is the same. Bright and blinding, endlessly welcoming. Your heart skips.
“Hi.” He breathes. His voice is deeper too. A little scratchier. You continue to stare, mouth agape. You cannot believe it, and your brain cannot process it.
“Shoyo…” Your grip on the doorframe tightens. A small silence extends between you two. Shoto shifts a bit.
“Can I come in?” He asks sheepishly.
You abruptly jerk back, nodding vigorously. “Of course! Sorry, sorry. Come in.”
You allow Shoyo to pass through the threshold, toeing his shoes off and stacking them next to your own before looking back at you expectantly. You lead him into the living room, mind racing with a thousand thoughts.
He was back. From Brazil. Taller and tanned and just as bright. And he’s back. You reel with the revelation.
“How have you been?” He asks, seating himself on the couch and looking up at you with a small smile. He seems…. calmer somehow. More present instead of how flighty he used to be. More grounded. You nod a bit.
“I’m- I’ve been good. You?”
“Me too.”
“Okay good.”
Awkward silence stretches between you two. You feel your face heat up.
“I’m going to make tea!” You announce, bustling towards the kitchen before Shoyo can protest, trying not to think about the last conversation you had with him right before he left, over two years ago.
Once you settle before him with two steaming hot cups, the awkward air disperses a bit. You aren’t surprised. It always did with Shoyo. He had a talent like this. You ask him about Brazil and he goes on a whole storytime for it, telling you about the vast beaches and the burning sun. How much he learned and how much he changed.
That part is true, you can tell. Shoyo has changed. But despite all that, you can feel the way your heart skips, the way your palms get clammy. All those old feelings are coming back, and you cannot stop them. As you watch the way Shoyo laughs and reminisces with you, you’re not sure you want to.
A lull hits after Shoyo stops talking, and you watch as he fiddles with his hands a bit before speaking again, his voice lower this time, more serious.
“Can we….. pick up where we left off?” He doesn’t glance up at you, playing with his hands.
You blink at his words, trying to process them. He gives you a crooked smile that lights your nerves on fire.
“You never let me reply that day. And…. I didn’t think I should either, because I was leaving. But now…”
He trails off, you feel your breath catch. Is he implying what you think he is? You try not to get your hopes up, but Shoyo’s next words seal the deal.
“I like you tons.”
You can’t help your breathless laugh at his choice of words. Your skin buzzes. Shoyo scoots closer to you. You let him. His leg brushes against yours and you can feel the way electricity zips through you at the feeling.
“I like you tons too.”
Ten minutes later, when Shoyo drags huge suitcases into your lobby from outside your front door, you realize he came here straight from the airport. And it only makes you love him more.
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sweetheartsaku · 25 days
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—HAIKYU!! various ; better in the dark
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a/n ; [gn!reader] how deep is your love pt 2???!?!! AND YES!! the title is a tv girl reference :3c please dont let this flop!! praying that all the ppl who found pt 1 found this 🥹🩷 tysm for all the notes everyone!! <3
— characters : akaashi, kenma, kita, semi, kageyama, suna
part 1 ! ♡ oikawa, osamu, tsukishima, hinata, sakusa, kuroo
tea roses !
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keiji akaashi ; tip toe - HYBS
THIS MAN. he will take you out on absolutely BEAUTIFUL dates. they are scheduled and well thought out, all without you knowing. knows what you like, can predict what you order, where you will sit or do, and KNOWS how to fluster you effortlessly. UNSPOKEN RIZZ AT ITS FINEST YOUR HONOUR!!
at one point he had to resort to the notes app to write what you're like but had realised he had subconsciously memorised all of it by heart. deleted it and still knows you like the back of his hand!!
weirdly knows how to pick the best candles.
the warm, nostalgic smelling ones. candles that are the perfect dash of nostalgia, that feel comforting and warm. i wonder if its in the brain or an instinct thing
for anniversaries or literally just whenever, he makes paper flower bouquets. they are so intricate and every little detail, colour and fold makes it so perfect. in-between classes or when he finishes work early, he'll be nonchalantly folding another smaller flower for the arrangement. he does it so effortlessly too 😭!!
sometimes likes to fiddle with your fingers especially if you wear rings. one of the only and very sweet moments of PDA!! gently rubs his fingertips over your knuckles and tracing all the lines. i need an akaashi keiji in my life
will send you the most beautiful, heart-wrenching and mesmerising poems at an insane hour. you'll wake up with a couple paragraphs about how important healing or taking one step at a time is, making sure you fall in love with yourself everyday too. (please do)
kozume kenma ; cherry wine - grentperez
facinated by painted nails. on holidays he might paint them black, or maybe get a little cat sticker on his index!! pick the colour he'll love it either way
cherishes your little trinkets so much 😞 polaroid of you two and stickers on the back of his phonecase, keeps some of the random stuff you give him in his pocket. you could find a rock you gave him like 3 months ago but he kept it because you said it reminded you of him??
perfectly able and capable to order things by himself, but you know he isn't the type of guy to actually seem to WANT to do it. he is too lazy to actually get up but not lazy enOUGH when it comes to you. he might hide behind you. "HE SAID NO PICKLES!!"
CRAZY beef with your plushies. or anything you hold dear honestly. he can and will get pouty. BEWARE!! you must give him a lil' kiss to earn his attention back. (loves the forehead ones)
sometimes he forgets or just doesn't want to eat. it will get to the extent where you have to spoon feed him,,please remind and encourage him to ! eating, sleeping... just can't do it without a little push.
does this thing with his hands when you cross the road. i don't wanna say grabby hands because its pretty cringe, but it is definitely grabby hands. has no idea why he does it but its such a sweet and small gesture╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ !
cat parents but not exactly cat parents? 🤔 you found this stray cat once, and started visiting it everyday on the way to school. you cared for it, and when kenma picked that up he was also instantly fond of it too. now you both kinda feed it your leftover lunch when you visit the cat after school.. he's so precious with the little cat ueue.. take pictures before the moment fleets!
has the date you two met written on his controller... (he was so hesistant at first though LMAO)
shinsuke kita ; old love - yuji, putri dahlia
uses your initial for math variables. he'll use x or y sometimes, but his first option is ALWAYS your initial. you found this out on a study date once, math talk blablabla and he uses to what seems to you a 'random letter' NO. it is your initial!! 😞 when you ask he seems unfazed, but his ears are pretty red... idk guys i think he wants you
one of the people that make you stiffen up when they get physical. when he lays his head on your shoulder you instantly freeze up, trying not to move a BONE so you won't disturb him. it's like muscle memory to you LMAO.
really pretty, long lashes... if you've read part one, oikawa and tsuki are very similar :0!! loves when you graze his lashes with the back of your index finger
like akaashi, learnt how to make flowers but they're crochet 🥹 i think growing up his grandma had taught him how to crochet and all the little patterns. overtime, dedicated himself to making an arrangement every anniversary... they come with little heartfelt letters too!! (kita boyfie material COME HOME!!)
very routinal as well!! like kuroo (he is the full package) he never misses a morning or night to say good morning or good night. AND he places sticky notes around your desk or places he knows you'll be in reminding you to smile or something along those lines !!
what took the cake for me was when he left a little bag filled with goodies once he realised atsumu was sick 😣 definitely does the same for you... sends bag with a bowl of hot soup his grandma made at your front door
eita semi ; i wish you roses - kali uchis
weirdly immersed in the painting of nails as well. sometimes he'll ask you to paint his in black but he got dress-coded a week later 😓 SIKE gives NO shat and kept them on anyway. they are way too valuable to him to just erase. nails done in a simple colour he likes?? by his s/o?? wiped off?? very funny shiratorizawa
i think + the neighborhood, he likes tv girl, kendrick lamar, childish gambino but has a duality of laufey and beabadoobee's bedroom pop and fuzzy rock??
sick of people making arctic monkeys his personality 😞 musicians arise!! apart from the VBC, hes probably in a band too. small gigs here and there for school, and a few fun sessions with his friends just to play whatever. come to his gigs! (sometimes he'll magically play 10x better when you're around, he says)
share earphones with him PLEASE. on rainy bus rides or walks home, he'll play something you like hehe c:
takes you out to the mall closest to shiratorizawa to go pick up some fast food or a drink. it usually gets really crowded from all the surrounding schools so he keeps you close by the waist
and obviously the basic, will sit with you and teach you the basics of bass or electric guitar. i think he'd play a bit of percussion too (о´∀`о) sometimes he'll take you into his lap, but thats when he feels pretty clingy but very discreetly!!
tobio kageyama ; what would i do? - strawberry guy
please don't try to flirt with him he WON'T UNDERSTAND!!!! *gunshots*
if you say literally anything that isn't directly stating your point, he will not get it. using metaphors or just figurative language in general he is STRUGGLING. you need to say, "you're pretty." because things like "i fall in love with you every day" or "i'll find you in every universe" he will actually look at you BAFFLED. please help this man
thinks about what YOU would do. like when he is in doubt or feels like he's about to lash out, he will take a moment and literally ask himself what you'd do or say. even in tests or something completely unrelated to you he will literally ask himself what you would put in the answer box !!
face scrunch when he gets jealous ! he kinda has a lil' pout but can't bring himself to say anything. when you finally notice him he'll have this lil' (๑ˋ^ˊ ๑) face... please kiss his eyelid or the corner of lips cuz HE HAS TOO MANY PRETTY BOY PRIVILEGES!! (and he'll get flustered it's the cutest) revoke them THIS instant!!
his favourite type of kisses are the ones where you'll push his hair back and give him a forehead kiss. he'll take you in by the waist and keep you close, he likes to listen to your heart because you have his. when he feels clingy, he'll nuzzle his head into your shoulder. what a dork
will attempt to find you at his games pre and post timeskip. before the game he will try to make it not look frantic but one of his members eventually catch on 😞
rintarou suna ; SLOW DANCING IN THE DARK - joji
camera roll is either 0.5's of the most jaw dropping, majestical sunsets and sunrises that he's experienced with you or literally anytime the sky is feeling a little different (if he's not with you at the time he WILL send them to you at either 5am or 7pm saying it reminded him of you) or the CRAZIEST 0.5's of you losing sanity or of you off guard. its wild blackmail material but he chooses not to LMAO. (because of the love in his heart, he says)
has a little photo album for you and anything you related!! he also takes the best candid photos of you and post them on close friends!! (´∀`)
no. #1 victim of couple tiktok trends. pretends and looks like he doesn't like it, but doesn't want it to end. once you press post he will stare you down with his beautiful ahh olive hazel eyes (he wants more)
last one on the social med side, he mentions you in posts with your initials all the FLIPPIN' TIME!! his dedication is quite endearing
on days where everything becomes overstimulating, he will notice. will eye you for a while, but once he knows when it gets to a certain extent he will hand you an earphone.
anyone who says suna is an arctic monkey's listener is a LIAR I SAID IT I SAID IT!!!!! *more gunshots* JOKES he probably has a couple of their songs in his playlist, but i personally think he's more tyler the creator coded. people who get it get it (avril lavigne sk8r boi? keshi beside you? definitely)
hot adams apple
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valeriwa · 11 months
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CALLING THEM PRETTY BOY
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pretty, adorable boys :( characters: suna rintaro, akaashi keiji, miya atsumu [gn!reader] cw: petnames, post timeskip request here
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SUNA RINTARO
you both were napping on the sofa
it's suna's favorite thing to do after practice - napping, with you <3
you were on top of him when he stirred awake
"hey baby, you awake?" you asked, smiling as suna tried to blink the sleep away from his golden eyes. a lazy grin made his way to his face.
"you gonna get off? i can't breathe." he was just teasing you; he knew that you knew that he liked you on him, he liked the way you felt on him.
"oh, i just wanted to lay with my pretty boy but my bad." you had gotten off of him by this point with your back to him, a shit-eating grin on your face as he processed your statement.
you moved a bit farther but suna's hand shot out to grab your wrist and pull you in. you were standing in between his legs, your back pressed into his face as he wrapped his arms around your torso.
"say that again for me?"
AKAASHI KEIJI
you'd just returned from work when you saw him
akaashi, with an apron, cooking dinner
it was his day off but he's been really busy lately so you assumed you'd order food today
"babe, are you cooking?" you asked, stepping in to the kitchen following the aroma of homemade food. akaashi stopped stirring the pot, turning to look at you.
"hey sweetheart. yeah, i feel bad for being so busy lately, thought i could make it up to you?" he gives you that million-dollar smile, the one that's only reserved for you and you can feel your heart melt.
"of course, you know i'd never hold your work against you." pouting, you slide up next to him, peering into the pot to see what's cooking.
"smell nice?"
"everything you cook smells nice, pretty boy." you hadn't even realized it slipped out and you were already taste-testing the food.
"sweetheart?" you looked to akaashi, his ears and cheeks tinged red as a shy smile took over. it was then when you put two and two together to understand what happened.
"are you getting shy because i called you pretty?" your tone was a little incredulous because you're sure you compliment a lot but obviously not enough.
"you're my pretty boy, keiji. my lovely, pretty boy."
MIYA ATSUMU
it was the end of a match and of course he won
that cocky bastard, and his cocky grin
you were so proud though :')
you rolled your eyes as you wove your way through the crowd. you could imagine his smug grin, but you couldn't wait to see it yourself.
he spotted you and waved you over, the action letting other people know you were coming and parted for you. you smiled as you ran towards him, wearing his jersey.
"that's my pretty boy!" you shout, engulfing him in a hug. you wrapped your arms around him, and he was a bit frozen. noticing he wasn't reciprocating, you leaned back to see his face.
"what happened baby?" you asked, concern washed over your features. his ears were red as he dropped his head onto your shoulder.
"can ya call me that again?"
"call you what?"
"can ya call me yer pretty boy?" your face broke out into a grin as he whispered the request. the blush across his face deepened and he was glad that you couldn't see it.
"of course, my pretty boy. the prettiest."
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euphoricimagination · 5 months
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hellooo how are you? i was wondering if i could request a scenario where reader finds out her friends were fake, and theyre super rude to her and the boys find out and how they would react. with bokuto, akaashi, and kuroo :3 and if you could add atsumu or suna in there, that would be cool but if not its okay!! thank you so much <3
Of course! Thanks for liking my works! Here's what i came up with
Feat. Kuroo, Bokuto & Suna-> Masterlist
Fake friends
Kuroo
You were sitting in the café while waiting for Kuroo to arrive, he just texted you saying that he’ll be a few minutes late to your date, but you didn’t notice the message, too in your head to even hear the ring of your phone.
Lately you been feeling like your friends were being unnecessary mean to you. Sure, you always were a bit rude to each other, you always were playfully fighting with each other, but things never cross the line about your personal boundaries…until a few weeks ago. Suddenly you fights didn’t had that playful tone in them, they started to feel real, and suddenly, they were messing with things that you had told them were sensitive. You thought that you will be friends with them despite the distance between your univerties, but when you meet up again in person everything felt so different.
You were so absorbed in your thoughts, trying to figure out if you had done anything to them, that you hadn’t listen the door of the cafeteria open, let alone the steps coming close to you or the sweet voice of your boyfriend calling your name; you only snapped away from them when a hand places on your shoulder, Kuroo looking down at you worried as he kisses your temple and sitting down in front of you.
“hey, what’s wrong?” he asked
“Eh? Nothing, don’t worry” you smile at him, hesitant to tell him
“Yeah, sure, tell that to your face next time too” he says playfully, trying to make you smile “you can tell me anything, I’ll help you out however I can”
“well, it’s just….” You sigh before explaining to him the thoughts that were in your head prior to his arrival. He just sighs, he knows your friends and he thought that your bickering was cute, but there was no mistake in their recent actions
“well darling, I could always talk to them if you want me to” he offers, trying to find a rational solution for you first “but…”
“mhm?”
“I personally don’t think is worth it to keep them around any longer” he says, he didn’t want to keep you away from them, but the hurt in your eyes wasn’t a lie “you told them you didn’t like those ‘jokes’, they didn’t listen. If they don’t respect your boundaries there’s no point in being friends”
“I…I” You listen to him attentively before bursting down crying, you knew he was right, of course he was “we’ve been friends for so long though, they were my only friends since high school…”
“I know, darling, I know” he comes to your side, hugging you “you have me for whatever you need; Kenma too, he does like you a lot too even though his personality doesn’t show it; hell, even Bokuto adores you and he met you once before” he says, making you chuckle “and I have no doubt you’ll meet more people in your classes, you’re amazing, anyone that doesn’t want to be your friend is the idiot”
You chuckle again, relaxing into his arms as you try to calm down. Everything will be alright as long as you had him by your side.
“now, let’s order something and go to my place?” he asks you
“Sure, let’s go”
Bokuto
You were hanging out with your friends while waiting for Bokuto to arrive. Well, hanging out with them was an overstatement, after all you were being left out of the conversation after trying to join multiple times, leaving you on the side while they giggle about whatever they were talking about. You eyes were stinging due to the tears that were about to come out, feeling depressed about the way this day has ended.
Originally you and your so called friends were going to hang out during the day on a convention after months of not seeing each other, and everything seemed rather normal in the beginning; but not even an hour has passed when you noticed that they slowly started to put you aside. First every comment you made was ignored or laugh off, then they left you behind while walking, and now they seemed to completely forgotten that you were even there as they talk about a relationship of one of them that you weren’t even aware it was happening. You wanted to call Bokuto to pick you up early, but you knew he had practice so you laugh it off and wait.
But once you saw Bokuto walking towards you, excited grin on his face as he waves his hand, that you tears started to roll down involuntary. With Bokuto affection and attention was never a problem, but after feeling so unappreciated today, his overexcited self was so welcomed.
He saw your tears, confused as to why you were crying before he noticed the way you were sitting alongside your so called friends. They were all together on one side of the table while you were alone on the other, no one sitting beside you as they chit chat with each other. He walked faster towards you, unexpectedly pulling you up of the chair and giving you a big hug
“Hi, my cutie pie” he hugs you tightly, the eyes of your friends popping out as they realize just who was in front of them “why didn’t you called me earlier if you were uncomfortable?”
“you had practice”
“that can wait, coach would have understand!” he adds, taking your bag in his shoulder as he pulls you even closer to him. He then turn towards your friends, who are babbling something to you, and gives them an uncharacteristically serious look “you should be ashamed, no one deserves to be ignored om purpose, let alone someone that you call your friend”
With that he pulls you away from them, but instead of going to his car, he takes you to some stalls
“Aren’t we going home?” you asked
“Well, it’ll be a waste not to enjoy this place! Besides you probably didn’t actually enjoy it, so let’s have some fun first!” he says going back to his carefree self, and while you didn’t know if he did it to cheer you up or because he did actually wanted to be in the convention, you did up enjoying it this time around with your lover.
Suna
You lay in the bed waiting for Suna to come to lay with you, watching social media while he showers after a long day of practice. You had to take your make up off, but were feeling too lazy to stand up right now.
You were supposed to go out with your friends tonight, nothing too crazy, just some hangout with them; but at the last minute they message you telling you that it was cancelled since something had come up. You didn’t mind, you didn’t really enjoyed going out anyways, so staying in with Suna make you more than happy.
That was until you entered Instagram and saw the stories posted.
You saw the normal stories from her day, until you arrived to one that was posted 30 minutes ago, in the place that you were supposed to hang out. You tried to not overthink about it, maybe she ended up going alone since she was already ready; but then you saw the next one, which was posted in the closest friend tab, with the three of them hanging out there and having fun.
Oh.
“hey, we need to buy more shampoo, we close to running out of – you okay?” Suna tells you going out of the bathroom, only a towel on his hips. You pass him your phone, letting him see the stories your ‘friends’ posted as he raise his eyebrows, visibly annoyed “those bitches are the lowest of the low”
You chuckle weakly, you knew he would be the first to curse at them
“hey, you haven’t take that pretty make up off, have you?” he asks tossing the phone in the bed, taking some clothes off the closet
“No I haven’t, why?”
“Well, put some pretty dress on, were going to have some dinner” he says
“weren’t we going to order some take out and watch movies?”
“and let them think they won? Not in my watch, pretty, they have the nerve of post their hangout knowing that you’ll see them, so now it’s your turn to brag”
You chuckle, he was petty, you knew that, so this shouldn’t surprise you at all
“and how do you plan to find a place with space for us?”
“nothing some money can’t help” he winks at you “lets go, a fancy dinner is waiting for my pretty girl”
You did end up in a fancy restaurant, in a table with the best view of Tokyo and the group of your ‘friends’ blowing up with notifications about how sorry they were. You’ll make sure to block them later, for now you’ll enjoy the dinner with your boyfriend.
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bokutosmochi · 2 years
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nsfw akaashi keiji headcannons
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♧ he's not the most experienced person out there. it comes as no surprise that the only people he sleeps with are his long-term partners. he just isn't comfortable being that intimate with a stranger. but that being said, he's still one of the most skilled because he's so interested in what makes people tick. he can observe his partner and figure out what they like pretty easily, he doesn't even have to consciously think about it, really.
♧ has a hidden box full of polaroid pictures of his partner nude which he uses when he's horny and they're not around. he took those photos and stores them under his bed with their consent, of course.
♧ quite iffy about doing more kinky things at first, but after a discussion with his partner and doing research into it that's just as thorough, he starts to like it.
♧ the one to bring condoms whenever he's with his partner. he's very responsible and reliable in all aspects of the word.
♧ a switch, but usually prefers being a bottom. if he's being the dom, he's a power bottom or a pleasure dom.
♧ very subtle when trying to tell his partner he wants to fuck whenever they're in public. he lets his hand linger on their thigh and whispers sweetheart, lets go home into their ear. normally, most people would not think anything of this, but there's a neediness in his eye that lets his partner know of what he wants.
♧ always cleans his partner up after and reminds them to go pee to reduce the likelihood of getting a urinary tract infection.
♧ always makes sure his partner cums. and on that topic, always makes sure his partner cums before him, whether that be with his mouth & tongue or with his dick. to him, it just feels weird when they don't.
♧ there are times when he read erotica before bed like it's a damn bedtime story.
♧ just like with everybody else, it took him a long time to find his groove during his first few times because knowing what his partner likes is an entirely different thing than being able to actually do it. however, he was a natural with his fingers and his mouth. can easily make his partner cum with it in less than fifteen minutes if he wanted to. likes prolonging the pleasure most of the time though.
♧ look, his partner could be sobbing and babbling incoherent things because of his mouth, rubbing themselves on his thigh, but unless they outright say they want him to fuck them, it is not happening. it doesn't matter that he can feel how wet they are, that there's a wet spot in their underwear that's starting to seep through his trousers as we speak. he still needs to hear those words.
♧ one time, his partner volunteered to give him head from under the table while he did his latest work and he said yes. he ended up getting nothing done aha. did get laid that night though so it's still a win for him.
♧ please do not pull on his hair in public. he Will moan.
♧ body worship! he loves it, either giving or receiving, preferably both. he loves kissing at every inch of his partner, especially at the part they're most insecure about and he loves being on the receiving end of all that loving too.
♧ hates quickies. he likes taking his time to savor the feeling of him and his partner at such an intimate state. he likes taking his time touching them, praising them, and making them feel good.
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kikiyoomis · 7 months
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things hq characters would do to cheer you up
ft. atsumu, bokuto, sakusa, hinata, kageyama, hoshiumi, ushijima
atsumu - if you’re having a hard time and atsumu can’t be there in person to help you, he’ll order food for you to eat. he could be across the country and the moment that he realizes that you’re feeling down about something, he would place an order down at a couple of restaurants and have them deliver it to your doorstep using the special notes portion to say a few words of encouragement.
bokuto - bokuto isn’t the best at giving soothing words so he does things to help get your mind off of things. you weren’t aware of it at first but soon enough his random requests to “help him with math homework” or “set for him because akaashi is busy” or “try the spicy noodle challenge with him” were all just ways he thought could help you take your mind off of the thing that brought your mood down.
sakusa - sakusa is more of a listener than a talker so if ranting is your way to feel better, then he’ll let you rant to him all you want. it could be for ten minutes or ten hours, for however long you wanted to talk about he would listen attentively and earnestly. it’s not good for your mental health to keep things bottled up so sakusa thinks that by letting it all out it would be the best way for him to help you.
hinata - he would binge your favourite movies or shows with you because he knows that your favourite things would help you feel better. he’ll buy your favourite snacks and drinks and make it this huge watch party even though it’s just the two of you. and despite having watched these movies/shows a hundred times because of you, he would still make crazy expressions as if it was his first time seeing it as an attempt to make you smile.
kageyama - wherever you wanted to go, kageyama will take you there. if you don’t know where to go, he will simply bring you to a cafe for sweets or a park to enjoy the nice day. kageyama doesn’t want to risk saying the wrong things to you so he gives you his time. he worries when he thinks you haven’t cheered up yet but he immediately brightens when he notices that you’re starting to feel better.
hoshiumi - because there’s a competitive drive within him, he usually strives to win anything. so when you’re feeling down, he’ll take you to an arcade to have some fun and then purposefully lose to let you have the win. he tries his hardest to make it seem authentic by either having it be really close or lose the best 2 out of 3 matches. even though you know he’s purposefully losing, you feel better about the fact that hoshiumi is really trying to let you have some fun to cheer you up.
ushijima - he’s a quiet supporter so while he won’t give some special words of encouragement outside of the default “you can do it” or “believe in yourself”, he’ll tidy up and give you a clean environment. he’ll put your things away and vacuum the floors just so that your environment won’t be stressing you out even more. he’s aware that he’s not a good cook so he’ll run out and buy some takeout food for you regardless of the weather.
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satorisoup · 2 months
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ICK .ᐟ pt. 1 pt. 2
ft. bokuto, osamu, kuroo, atsumu, and akaashi.
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✉︎ incoming note from the writer .ᐟ
don’t take any of these seriously!! im slandering my own favs in this so dont worry, we suffer together teehee >:3
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ᰔ BOKUTO
this is my blorbo, and it pains me to say it but i just know this man has the worst body odor EVER on match days. it’s genuinely so bad. when he’s on the court with his beefy self sweating up a storm… YIKES i can smell him from here. don’t get me wrong he’s very hygienic and usually smells like a good cologne! but that deodorant is doing nothing when he’s playing volleyball. don’t go sniffing him after a game because you just might burn your nose hairs off.
ᰔ OSAMU
prefers when girls “don’t wear makeup”. yes, he thinks you always look adorable but he doesn’t hesitate to say he likes you better without it. says he likes a “natural girl”, but when you take your makeup off he’s automatically asking if you’re okay because “you look tired.”. PLEASE someone tell this man to hush up when it comes his dumb “preferences” because it just makes him look douchey.
ᰔ KUROO
he’s unfortunately a smart ass. do not try to get into arguments about ANYTHING with him because he’s automatically pulling up google to prove you wrong. and even when its HIM that’s wrong, he continues to try and make himself sound right. it could be about something so minuscule and he already has a wikipedia page open. “no that’s actually not true look-“ KUROO I LOVE YOU BUT SHUT UP! im just trying to talk about a damn bird i saw.
ᰔ ATSUMU
he’s really, really bad at giving gratuity to restaurant staff. he’s super nice to them, but he thinks a $5 tip should work fine on your 100$ check with multiple modifications to your order. he’s so used to his brother giving him free food at onigiri miya that he’s lost all sense of good percentages when it comes to the tip. at this point, cover the tip yourself and let him pay for the rest because he just doesn’t get it.
ᰔ AKAASHI
GRAMMAR POLICE. oh my god. please read over your text 10 times before you send it because he WILL find something wrong with it. even if it’s very obviously a typo, he’s correcting it before he even responds to your message. buy him a shirt that says “you’re*” on it because its his catchphrase at this point. want his help studying? think again. you’re basically going to be redoing everything you had done. you should really just let HIM do it.
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luvring · 4 months
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WHICH ONE?
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gn!reader | sugawara, oikawa, akaashi (suggestive), atsumu, osamu (calls you hon), sakusa
based on those videos where it’s like,, “if you know your partner, which ones would they choose?” “which one of these cats is your partner?” etc etc
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SUGAWARA always asks you to pause on each photo. it’s an amusing quirk—a beige flag if nothing else—and his explanations are never wrong, so you let him take the phone for full control.
“why do they only leave it up for a second? how am i supposed to look at the photo?” he complains as he zooms in on the second slide.
you let out a puff of laughter. “i guess you should know me well enough to pick based on a glance?”
“but you’d like the first three living rooms, and you want me to not take in every detail?” koshi raises a brow. “look at the lamp on that shelf. i might’ve picked this one if i didn’t see it—you’d hate that design.”
raising your hands in surrender you let him continue as he mumbles—a visible pout on his face—“‘on a glance’  my butt.”
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OIKAWA’s jaw just less than drops to the floor when he disagrees with your choice, even when you genuinely think it’s accurate.  “what? you think i’m that cat?”
you look between him and your screen. “...yes? why do you look like i just kicked you?”
“you might as well have! i don’t look like that when i’m eating!”
“that was literally you last night when we were eating noodles,” you say with a vivid image of him at the kitchen counter in mind.
tooru stares at you blankly. “do you hate me?”
“what?”
“you either don’t know me, or you hate me so which one is it, quickly—”
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AKAASHI is more curious than anything about the option you choose, even when he pretends to be offended.
he hums as you show him the outfit you’ve chosen, then playfully frowns. “i don’t wear that kind of thing, though. have you hated my outfits this whole time?”
rolling your eyes, used to his antics, you reply, “okay, then wear the fifth one instead.”
“the cowboy outfit?”
“yeah,”—you poke his cheek—“i’m sure you could pull it off.”
keiji’s hand comes up to take your hand in his, and he leans in with a downturned smile. “really? would you match? there’s that saying about saving a horse, right?”
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ATSUMU takes it seriously—a little too seriously. maybe it’s his general competitive nature, but his brows furrow and he stares at the screen, completely focused.
you've been watching him swipe between slides for at least 20 seconds when you finally speak. “seriously, ’tsumu?”
“shush, i’m thinkin’.”
“wh—don’t shush me.” you smack his shoulder in faux offense and laugh.
“oh!” he grips your hand in his, ignoring the hit he took. “this is easy money, you like the fourth kitchen, right?”  
and when he’s met with silence, his response is an accomplished grin. “told ya. looks like you’re the one ordering dinner.”
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OSAMU is almost absurdly good at picking out your favourite, which isn’t a surprise except the few times he ends up picking faster than you.
“the third one, right?” he casually asks from behind your spot on the couch.
“the third one? wait, which one was the third one?” you mumble before swiping back. comparing it to the others, you easily come to the same conclusion and turn give him a look.
his lip twitches at the disbelief on your face. “what?”
“how’d you know so fast?”
light laughter fills the room as osamu leans to wrap his arms around your shoulders, voice low in your ear. “feel like i should be offended? y’should know i know you like the back of my hand, hon.”
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SAKUSA usually entertains you, but can't help himself from messing with you every so often with a video himself.
“where did you even find this video?” you ask, utterly confused—which late cretaceous period dinosaur is your boyfriend?
kiyoomi shrugs as nonchalantly as he can while you stare at a slide of an ankylosaur. you shoot him a look but try your best to compare anyway.
eventually, you turn the phone to show a slide of a stegosaurus. “...this guy?”
“no.”
“no?”
“the stegosaurs never made it to the late cretaceous.”
it takes less than two seconds, but he sees your shove coming before you can even say his name and raises a pillow to block it. despite the shock and betrayal, you laugh as he grins at you from behind his defense. “kiyoomi, i swear to god!”
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finally tumblr user luvring makes a multi chara hq post WHO CHEERED 😭🙌💯 and sakusa...sorry i have to use my lingering paleo knowledge somewhere guys.
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random pt2. bc i didn't know there was a chara limit for text blocks. goddamn @itsukkie @sirimirihiro @mylahrins @aria-chikage @heyitstial @akari-fujikawa @chocopuchino
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salsakiyoomi · 1 year
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bestfriend! akaashi who first introduced himself formerly to you when the teacher paried you both up for an english project.
bestfriend! akaashi who was in awe at how smart and witty you were and soon got to know you and became friends you quickly after.
bestfriend! akaashi who spends time with you more often than not — your company brings him a sense of unknown comfort and he might've gotten a little too cozy around you.
bestfriend! akaashi who showed up at your doorstep for your birthday, with cookies he baked himself and that one perfume you had your eyes on for a while as a gift.
bestfriend! akaashi who never fails to smile and laugh at your silly, lame jokes — who doesn't notice how his heart flutters everytime you make one.
bestfriend! akaashi who finally realizes that he might have fallen for you a couple of weeks before graduation — the fluttering of his heart and the heat of his face have become too evident to ignore — and he's not sure what to do with the overwhelming feeling of emotion he has towards you.
bestfriend! akaashi who thinks fuck it and asks you out for prom, and watches as your eyes widen in shock before you laugh and he doesn't believe his ears when he hears you answer with yes.
bestfriend! akaashi who you pull on to the dancefloor and convince him to dance with you to the slow dance song, and he doesn't believe it when by the end of the song you press your lips to his.
boyfriend! akaashi who tastes so sweet like vanilla and whose cologne is so overwhelmingly strong that it completely engulfs you whenever your body presses up close to his.
boyfriend! akaashi who is subtle with his physical affection, but his hand is always linked with yours, and sometimes you feel the tips of his fingers press against the small of your back as he leads you through a crowd.
boyfriend! akaashi whose kisses are soft and tender, just a mere peck to your lips whenever he says hello or goodbye.
boyfriend! akaashi who brings flowers to every date of yours, who brought you red roses to your first date because they're a good classic and ideal but then usually brings you hand picked flowers or paper flower bouquets.
boyfriend! akaashi who took you out to his favourite cafe for your first date and ordered your drink for you and paid for it despite your trying to convince him you'd pay for your own drink.
boyfriend! akaashi who brings you random gifts from time to time, whether it be something expensive such as a watch or a bag you wanted or a handmade gift such as his hand written letters that he pours his heart out into them for you.
boyfriend! akaashi who is an old fashioned lover — ladies first he'd say as he opens the door for you, he pays for everything you ask for whenever the two of you are out together and who bends down to tie your shoes whenever they get loose.
boyfriend! akaashi who gifted you a moon stone necklace for your first year anniversary together, it was so beautiful you couldn't believe your eyes — he clasped it around your neck in front of the mirror and pressed a kiss to the side of your neck, you look so beautiful, love he had whispered into your ear as he wrapped his arms around you.
boyfriend! akaashi who loves you with every ounce of his being, and thought he isn't the most vocal about it, you do know it from your photo albums, your gifts, and the time spent together.
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tagging : @ermespop (headcanons as promised) & @keyz-writes
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lovedazai · 1 year
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12:04 A.M.
ft. akaashi + f!reader
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akaashi is all too aware of the little velvet box in his bedside drawer. he knows it’s there, taunting him as he lays in bed at night. he wants to glare at it each time he opens his nightstand, as if it was the ring’s fault he hasn’t proposed yet and not his own.
he hasn’t planned everything out, but he fantasizes about it every chance he gets: in the shower, during meetings, on the train. every rom-com he catches on television, he imagines the two of you in the main characters place. he empathizes with the protagonist of each romance novel he reads, knowing exactly how it feels to fall in love at first sight. he observes you carefully as you watch your favorite dramas, looking for signs of what you might want. he ends up getting invested in the storylines instead, falling even harder into his role as a hopeless romantic.
he just wants the moment to be as special as you make him feel.
it’s more than late when he gets off of work. he manages to catch the last train home, texting you a promise of picking up the food you’d ordered for the two of you, heart pulling in his chest at the thought of you forcing yourself to stay awake and wait for him. he apologizes profusely to the old woman behind the counter as he grabs the takeout bag from her, wishing her a goodnight, hand squeezing his house key in his pocket in anticipation.
even heavy with sleep, your eyes light up when he comes through the door, lips pulling up in a smile he can’t help but match. you greet him with messy hair and his hoodie hanging big on your body, hitting just above your knees.
you make grabby hands towards the bag as he pulls out your food. “thanks, love you s’much,” you say around the crinkles of the takeout containers, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek. you make yourself comfortable on the floor as he settles across from you, your feet stretching out to rest against his legs underneath the coffee table.
something about sitting there with you, a little sauce smeared on the corner of your mouth, feels so perfect to him. all the weariness of his work day melts away so quickly that before he even realizes it, he’s speaking. “i want to do this for the rest of my life.” he freezes as soon as the words leave his lips; he’s been thinking it for so long, he doesn’t even realize it slipped out.
you hum around your mouthful of soup. “right? i think this might be my new favorite restaurant.“
“no, i mean…” he flexes his chopsticks in lieu of fidgeting with his fingers. “being here with you. i can’t believe i get to see you everyday. i know we’re only eating dinner, but i can’t imagine doing this with anyone else. i want to wake up next to you every morning, fall asleep next to you every night, and...” he hesitates, but all it takes is one look up at your big, surprised, pretty eyes for him to say it. “i want to marry you.”
you blink at him, your spoon frozen in your grip. “keijiー”
“wait,” he bumps his knee against the table as he stands up, but he doesn’t even feel it. he doesn’t think his body is processing his surroundings anymore, eyes only focused on you. “just stay there, please. i’ll be right back.”
he exhales a breath when he opens his drawer and sees the box, right where he left it, as always, he chides himself. your eyes are watery when he gets back, food forgotten on the table as you turn towards his figure.
he gets down on his knee, nearly level with you still sitting on the floor. “i love you so much. i never thought i’d love someone as much as i love you. i don’t know what i’m saying right now, i swear i was going to plan something, it’s just you right now, and it’s late so…” he trails off, and you take the opportunity to kiss him. he’s stiff when you pull away, not even letting himself relax when you run your fingers through the soft hairs along his nape.
“yes.”
he blinks at you. “yes?”
your tears are trailing down your cheeks now, dribbling off your chin as you nod at him. his hands are shaking when he wraps you in his arms, nearly knocking the two of you down from how tight his grip is. he only lets go to slide the ring onto your finger, pressing a kiss to the back if your hand before he intertwines it with his own.
“i can’t believe you proposed to me when i look like this.” your little laugh comes out more like a sniffle, loose bangs stuck to your wet cheeks as you wipe your runny nose on your sleeve.
“i think you look beautiful.” he grabs one of the cheap napkins from your forgotten takeout, dapping it along your face. you’re smiling so hard your cheeks are dimpled, eyes glistening from leftover tears.
when you calm down enough to pick up your chopsticks again, he finds his gaze stuck to the ring on your finger. it doesn’t falter, even when you retreat to bed. as you fall asleep, safely curled around him, he admires how it manages to glitter in the darkness of your bedroom. it wasn’t the magical night he’d imagined, but it was still perfect because now, he sleeps peacefully for the first time in weeks, knowing he has the honor of spending the rest of his life with you.
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