#Bokuto with the vibes

[skooorch]

This is what I think Bokuto, Atsumu, Kuroo and oikawa would be as roommates in college.

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”Okay,” Kuroo said. “I need ta know who’s been eating m’food!”

He walked in.

”Oikaa-san!!” he said. “S’that you?”

“What are you on ‘bout right now, Kuroo?” Oikawa whined. He’d been watching this volleyball match over and over again, because he’s not ready for his college team to lose.

Atsumu sat there on the couch, looking straight ahead.

”I put one label! Two in fact! THREE OF THEM! DO NOT TOUCH! DO NOT TOUCH AT ALL THIS FOOD BELONGS TO KUROO!”

“Can you all go and fight inside?!” Oikawa whined. “Take the Miya with you.”

“What am I doing?” Atsumu said.

“You’re disturbing me with your presence! I can’t think!”

“When can you ever think?” Atsumu asked. “Besides you don’t know how to do a float serve.”

“HUUUUUH?!” Oikawa asked as he got up. “You wanna fight?!”

“I don’t think you can even pull a punch! Cos you’re pretty weak!”

“You really want to fight!”

“No fighting in the house!” Kuroo yelled. “OI—“

“Hey hey hey! What are we doing? Are we watching a volleyball match?”

Bokuto crashed into the room, sliding in with his socks, as he laughed. “What are we watching?”

“It was you, wasn’t it? You owl?!” Kuroo asked. “You ate my food!?”

“Huh?!” Bokuto asked. “I ate yours and Oikawa’s food last week, but not this week! S’not me! I promise!”

“HUH?!” Oikawa asked.

”HUUUUUUH?!” Kuroo asked.

They both looked at each other before moving in, and they attempted to wrestle Bokuto, while he laughed happily. “Where are ya guys takin’ me?!”

“To the dumpster!”

“Kuroo! You gotta believe me! It wasn’t me!” Bokuto said, as he grabbed Oikawa in a headlock. Kuroo lifted up his foot, and they all somehow crumbled in a heap.

“Kuroo-chan!” Oikawa yelled. “Take his feet. Tickle him!”

“HAHAHAHAHHAHAH!” Bokuto erupted into laughter.

They lifted Bokuto.

”He’s so heavy coz of all the food he stole!”

“Food thief!! He belongs in the bin like the racoons!”

“I am INOOOOOCENT!"

"Can't trust the owl at all!"

"Not one bit!"

“I told you! I’m super innocent! I’m the most innocent person there is!” Bokuto protested. "Tsumu save me!"

Atsumu sat still as he watched the game.

“YOU ATE MY MEAT BACK IN HIGHSCHOOL ALL THE TIME!”

They somehow wrestled him out the door, while they were all yelling. He blinked. He then glanced back at the cat that Kuroo had brought in, and Kuroo had named ‘Yaku.’

”What?” Atsumu asked.

The cat stared at him.

”I don’t think Kuroo-san should leave such delicious food in the refridgerator.”

“KUROOOOO!”

“THROW HIM IN THE DUMPSTER!”

“Besides,” Atsumu said. “Bokuto deserves it! His snores keep me up, and he touched my volleyball which was signed. With his sticky hands too!”

[temeyes]

feeling close (bonus comic under the cut!)

bokuto did his best ok!!!!!! :^(

[owlyflufff]

“I can’t help falling in love with you”

a soft and sweet bokuaka commission made by the lovely kejiyaa21 

[xxgoldie]

have u guys seen that video of the girl surprising her long distance boyfriend and he gets so excited he like basically bodyslams her then picks her up and carries her away? which of our guys.

[wiskiemonk]

Gintama Episode 281

i love how gintoki's home shopping channel bokuto is canonically made of fucking diamond or something

[eternally-tired-muffin]

me 🤝 akaashi: not working when we should be

[gummieturtle]

melon soda date🍈

look at that I finally drew some bokuaka fanart after having kuroken brainrot for like 4 months straight😎👍

[voidcat]

Having your s/o lie down on you, just collapse their entire body weight against you>>>

Like yes babe please be my fake pretend weighted blanket until one of us struggles to breathe or gets agitated thanks:3

[imaginethathaikyuu]

why do ppl write akaashi like hes british

[zentriii]

trick or treat!!!! 🦉

hm i did not have many (read: more than one – which you helped bring to life lol) bokuaka ideas before today but during lunch this idea hit me !!! behold: bkak rivals to lovers, informant au

i’ve been lost in the twiyor (sxf) sauce recently and the idea of different ways of getting intel kind of hit me while reading fic 😋

akaashi definitely over-plans and over-analyses the people he’s looking into, meanwhile i think bokuto would take a more organic approach. there’s just some information you can’t get from data analysis no matter how thorough. but for akaashi, a direct approach limits information to whatever conditions it occurs in. it’s limited. it can’t be generalized. it’s usefulness pales in comparison

i think they both should get to have an ego bc their styles work for themselves and they both do good work :3 perchance even get a bit competitive. it’s a competitive field they work in, it’s only natural :3

trick or treat 🎃

[niftynoya]

Looking for anime blogs to follow!

Hey! I'm coming back to Tumblr after like a decade and have also gotten back into my anime era so am looking for people to follow!

✨ Like this post of you want and I'll have a looksy and maybe a follow! ✨

Specific Anime

Haikyuu!! (Literally everything from manga to anime and Kagehina is a love of mine)

Tokyo Ghoul & Tokyo Ghoul:Re

Free! Iwatobi Swim Club

Attack on Titan

My Hero Academia (not fully caught up on the anime)

Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood

One Punch Man (not fully caught up on Manga)

Orange

Kiznaiver

Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun

Cowboy Bebop

Planetes

General vibes

Studio Ghibli

Anime food/scenery aesthetics

Vaporwave

Romance animes

Sports animes

✨ I also have a MyAnimeList: hecticglow ✨

Also open to anime recs since I haven't watched too much newer anime in recent years! 🤸‍♀️

[phyto54]

🍓˚۪ꦿ ꒱ Match up according to your vibe for @miauchu !🍓˚۪ꦿ ꒱۫

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You got (from Haikyuu ) Bokuto Koutaro !

ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ ᳝۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ ᳝۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ ᳝۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔

ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ ᳝۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ ᳝۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ ᳝۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔

And (from jjk) Itadori Yuji !

ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ ᳝۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ ᳝۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ ᳝۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔

ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ ᳝۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ ᳝۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ ᳝۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔

[vwritesaus]

meet sasha and kiyoshi, disaster duo

going off this poll, i've decided to share a snippet of my original work ft. the main protagonist and her boyfriend :> more under the cut!!

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      Sasha sucks in a deep breath and steps in front of the couch. Immediately, her boyfriend’s eyes flick up from his phone screen to her face.

      ‘Kiyoshi.’

      ‘Yes, Sash?’

      With as much will as she can muster, Sasha says, ‘I need your help with something. Something only you can help me with.’

      ‘Sure!’ Kiyoshi declares, and his enthusiasm is enough to cause a small smile to tug at Sasha’s lips. ‘What is it?’

      That small smile quickly falls apart and dread fills every crevice of Sasha’s being. But she needs to do this. She has to. It’s the only way. It’s the worst idea she’s ever had.

      ‘I can’t believe I’m saying this, but…’ She shakes her head, wincing at the words that come out of her mouth. ‘D’you wanna go to the gym… together?’

      The following silence is devastating. Sasha wants to dig a hole into the floor and crawl into it.

      Kiyoshi blinks at her, his mouth agape. ‘Huh?’

      Groaning into her palms, Sasha bites, ‘Please don’t make this more painful than it already is. Just say yes or no, dammit!’

      ‘Sasha…’ Peeking through her fingers, she sees Kiyoshi dump his phone onto the cushion next to him and hold his hands out to her, palms up. ‘As much as going to the gym together would make me very happy, I also know you.’

      There is no malice in his voice, just pure fact. He does know her, and she knows herself. Kiyoshi’s the sporty one, the gym rat, the muscle pig. Sasha is… not.

      ‘Which is exactly why I need you to motivate me to go. Who knows what can happen in the future?’

      ‘The future?’ Alarm is rife in his expression. ‘Babe, where are you going with this?’

      Sasha drops her hands from her face, her voice turning dry as she shoots Kiyoshi a weary look. ‘Well, y’know how it goes. All those YA novels. The trope is always the same: the protagonist didn’t know they were magic, and then all of a sudden they need to save the fucking world and they are very conveniently armed with MMA knowledge and are super fit and have amazing stamina and know how to hold their own in a spontaneous fight with otherworldly creatures. As you know, I am the complete opposite, so I better start training in case one of my future goddamn visions ends up being a plot to destroy the world and I’m somehow the only fucking person who can stop it.’

      Gasping for air, Sasha tries to catch her breath and curses her lungs for not being to do their job properly. It just hammers the truth of the matter right down to its core. Kiyoshi is frowning, deep in thought, but there’s something in his expression that flickers ever-so-slightly. She knows what’s up. He’s trying to keep his face neutral, and if her nerves weren’t so shot, she’d be doing the same.

      ‘Tell me I’m wrong,’ she says to him instead.

      ‘Sasha. My love.’

      It’s inevitable and Sasha cannot blame him for it. No longer able to keep his face straight, Kiyoshi crumbles and peals with laughter. Never mind that Sasha glares at him.

      ‘My love, I adore you, but you are thinking way too hard about this.’

      ‘I gotta be prepared, Kiyoshi!’ Sasha argues.

      ‘You are prepared!’ he counters. When all Sasha does is stare at him, question marks flying around her head, Kiyoshi puffs out his chest and states with confidence, ‘You have me! Ya think I’m gonna let ya fight alone should one break out? Girl, please. I’ll always have your back. Just say the word and I’ll come and one-two punch the living shit out of whoever tries to mess with you!’

      The whole scenario is emphasised with Kiyoshi’s signature grin, the one Sasha’s seen flashed at the opposing team during his volleyball matches, and with him flexing his biceps. The whole thing is hilarious, and Sasha would laugh if not for the overwhelming fondness that blooms across her whole chest. God, she got lucky with this guy.

      But there’s just one small problem with his proposal.

      She says gravely, ‘That’s sweet of you, darl, but I hate to break it to you... you don’t have MMA skills either.’

      Kiyoshi blinks. Sasha blinks back.

      ‘Guess we’re fucked then,’ he says.

      ‘Guess we are,’ she echoes.

      ‘Better go train then.’

      ‘Better go train.’

      Tapping a finger to his chin, Kiyoshi’s voice suddenly becomes pensive. ‘Say, wanna place a bet?’

      Not one to back down from a challenge, Sasha asks, ‘What kind of bet?’

      Dark eyes sparkle and Sasha’s hooked.

      ‘If you can survive two consecutive days training at the gym with whatever regime I throw at you to “prepare for the end of the world,’ Kiyoshi pitches, ‘I’ll do whatever you want for a week.’

      ‘A month,’ Sasha rebuts, smiling when Kiyoshi nods his head in agreement. Then she pauses. ‘And if I can’t?’

      She regrets the question the second it passes her lips for an evil-looking grin splits Kiyoshi’s cheeks.

      ‘Kiyoshi—’

      ‘If you can’t,’ he says, ‘you have to eat my famous stir-fry.’

      Horrified, Sasha splutters, ‘Kiyoshi—’

      ‘Broccoli and all. Every. Last. Bite.’

      ‘You fucking arsehole!’ she shouts. Seeing no other alternative that won’t end up with this conversation being a waste, Sasha throws her hands up in defeat. ‘Fine! Just you wait. I’ll fucking do it.’

Two days later

      She storms out of the living room, not wanting to give her boyfriend the satisfaction, but his delighted laughter follows her. It’s contagious, and she laughs quietly to herself. But her determination is stronger.

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      ‘I gotta say, Sash. I’m very surprised,’ he says in awe.

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Watching Sasha drop the weights on the floor with a deep groan, Kiyoshi’s mouth turns down at the corners.

      With her hands on her knees, huffing and puffing and wishing for a long, long shower, Sasha peers up at him through her eyelashes. Her hair is stuck to her forehead, disgustingly damp with sweat, and her arms are screaming at her, but she manages a smug grin.

      ‘What can I say?’ she wheezes. ‘I’d rather kill my arms and legs, hack a lung out and feel like death than put Satan in my mouth.’

      Kiyoshi laughs and smiles hugely at her. ‘I can see that! I’m super proud of you though.’

      He makes a heart with his hands to exemplify this, and Sasha barely manages to make one as well.

idk who else specifically is interested, but i'm tagging @alastairstom since you wanted to read ajksdas ♡

[sail-boat-ro]

To anyone wondering what I listen to while I drive, do hw, play AC, live my life (no one’s probably wondering BUT IM GONNA TELL U ANYWAY😃)

Here it is😚🤲. It brings me peace 🕊️

[takes1]

i would LOVE to know which haikyuu boys would be brat tamers… and perhaps their favorite kind of punishments? (overstim, spanking, denial, paddling, etc) :333

basically just an s/o who sasses them all the time, loves to tease and talk back, and loves punishment hehe :3

haikyuu brat taming headcanons (nsfw)

loved this idea! just didn't have the format for when it got requested, then it got buried. tbh kuroo was the hardest to place out of all the names!!

warnings. heavy nsfw. minors DNI

characters. bokuto, nishinoya, oikawa, suga, kuroo, shohei, osamu, tendou, kentarou, daichi, atsumu, mattsun, iwa, tsukki, suna, sakusa, kenma, kageyama, aone, asahi, ushijima, lev, koganegawa, hinata, akaashi, yamaguchi details. lots of kink discussion. (implied mutual understanding, consent, and communication) aged up characters.

links. my masterlist. my ao3. more haikyuu. my imagines. requests open.

spoils you in and out of the bedroom. this guy has too much love in his heart to ever catch a stern tone with you, and especially doesn't like to use his strength against you. that being said-- he will hold you down after your fourth orgasm, as you squirm and tremble, cursing at him that it's too much- you can't take it- and the like. he still kisses you through it, call you his pretty girl, but it doesn't change the fact that you do need to learn some manners. you love that you can never make him upset, and learn to love his endurance, the way he grins and baby-talks you through your tears, because he finds it so cute that you always think you can get away with being such a brat. (BOKUTO, OIKAWA, kuroo, suga, nishinoya)

bondage, blindfolding, restriction. something about robbing you of a sense after you act up has no other match. you're so confident until your hands are tied, useless, behind your back or above your head. he can leave you like that for as long as it takes for you to apologize, or admit that you're wrong. it's usually paired with some type of slow, and cruel play that keeps you just stimulated enough to enjoy it, before he steals it back. it's the most absolute reminder of control and dominance; he's the type to kiss you through a long, and difficult type of tie, because you're too pretty not to taste while he's rendering your arms at your sides, or restricting how much you can breathe. probably the most patient, and twisted, form of punishment. (SHOHEI, osamu, TENDOU, kentarou, AKAASHI)

spanking, striking. loves seeing a clear print of his oversized hand across your skin. he knows you love it, too. that's why you keep pulling petty bullshit to get bent over his knee again, and again, and again. tears might be pricking your eyes, you might yelp- but you can't help but look back, a bitten back smile once the sharp pain becomes a lasting sting. you'll bite him just to get a little lovetap across your face, because you love watching his surprise shift rapidly into this possessive, corrective arousal. it gives you a sense of connection beyond what kissing, or even sex, can give. because, really, who else is going to look at you like that, all preoccupied, full of lust, but secretly attentive, after they hurt you? (DAICHI, ATSUMU, mattsun, IWA)

denial is his game. he takes his time already, keeping you on your toes, frustrated and needy-- he's ultra gentle despite his ability and disposition, never wanting to let you get a true taste of what he can give you if it isn't earned. time with him is filled with baited breath, muffled, almost-there whines, and shaky fingers that stay clenched, only to yourself. don't think he doesn't notice it, just because it isn't explicit. that's his purpose. to read you, analyze you, like a slowburn, steamy novel. he can fuck you so good, but he won't. he wants you to be desperate. be a good girl first, then he'll let you cum. (TSUKKI, suna, sakusa, KENMA, kageyama)

not much of a 'tamer.' while usually opting for a softer, guiding vibe in the bedroom, if provoked enough, he will not just roll over. when he understands what you're trying to do -get a rise out of him- he wears a stern squeeze in his brow. he's all focused on your smile, calculating, like you've just spoken another language. he wouldn't strike you, and doesn't enjoy giving verbal harassment, because when would he ever need to learn those skills? he's gigantic and intimidating. all he needs to do is remind you that you probably shouldn't be barking up the wrong tree. a big, strong hand squeezes around your throat, he finds just the right position to show you that you can't move under him, and a whisper, asking you, "what did you just say?" that's all you need to be subdued. (AONE, ASAHI, ushijima)

he would hardly know what to do with you. the idea of domination/submission, brats/brat tamers probably gets him hard, but there's not enough blood to share between his brain cells and his dick to play around with you the way that you're trying to instigate. he would need to be taught how to fill that role long before you could get what you wanted out of him. (LEV, KOGANEGAWA, hinata, yamaguchi)

notes. if the name is in caps, then i felt like their category is 100% in my brain. if the name just lowercase, then i felt like they could easily be in another one too. rlly liked writing this!

taglist. @integers @paradoxicalwritings @yuchacco @megapteraurelia

links. my masterlist. requests open.