#Noya answers

[temeyes]

Saw your inbox open and wanted to come in and ask how you feel about Nishinoya? What about Azumane? Love that you've been having fun drawing the Haikyuu boys.

hey anon! oh gosh, i love this question!!

i super duper love Noya-san!! i'm a little biased cuz Karasuno is my favorite team in hq!! but he's my favorite libero in the entire show. he's so silly but equally determined when they're on the court too. i feel so happy for him when he became a backpacker in the timeskip arc (and even bringing a volleyball with him wherever he goes!)

as for Asahi, he's such a gentle giant! how can anyone not like him? LOL, but seriously, i also love Asahi! i love that despite being a big guy, he's just a bundle of nerves (he's like me like for real) ALSO HIM BECOMING A FASHION DESIGNER IN THE FUTURE? LOVE THAT FOR HIM!!!!

anyways! thankies for supporting me drawing Haikyuu!! stuff, anon! it's always good to go back to my roots TEEHEE <3 here's a quick Noya dood for ya!

[lostsoulaltair]

hiii sorry if im asking too much but as we know demons know their wielder's desires,right? so they act upon them sometimes and force them to

i was wondering,can a demon act on their own if the wielder doesn't specify anything? like if the wielder tells to attack a group of people but doesn't specify to spare one,even though the owner doesn't want to kill one of them,can the demon still kill the person or since the owner doesn't want to kill them will the demon spare them even though it wasn't specified?

Hey, it's alright. Don't worry.

Hm regarding the topic. So far it's been explained that while demons do reach some parts of their wielders hearts, they are bound by rules. On this, Shikama Doji, Mahiru and Mika are excluded considering they are special exceptions in this case.

Shikama Doji of course being the First Progenitor, had much more power, he only needed the perfect time. Mahiru's case is another special matter, but you could say her freedom is limited depending on what Guren is aiming to do. Whereas Mikaela given his bond with Yuu along remembering his creation purpose, Yuu gives him the freedom to manifest and take action willingly however it is unknown if there's a limit to this.

However, if we focus on Kiseki-O, Asuramaru, Gekkouin, Byakkomaru, Raimeiki and Noya. So far, these demons from the black series are able to act independently within the mind's landscape along cooperating in order to invade someone else's mind or heart. However, whenever they are able to move or act against their wielders could be possible to a small degree.

This of course is taken from chapter 107-108, when Mahiru gave them a drug so their demons would give them power instead of halting said function.

Though, if we talked about something bigger, they're pretty much limited.

Hope this helps @kamisamabest ! 😊

[nowoyas]

Bubs, have you seen the new Raku Spa collab art???

YESSSS I LOVE IT SM. DRINKING MILK AFTER A BATH LIKE AN OLD MAN. HAIR DOWN. I SAW IT AND IMMEDIATELY DROPPED MY ENTIRE HOBBY MONEY BUDGET ON NENDOS OF HIM THAT WAS THE DIRECT TRIGGER. (also the idea of tsukki going to a spa with NOYA of all people is making me giggle way too hard kasjdfhsdjkfh)

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

ari!! it’s been way too long since i last dropped by!! i’ve missed you!! how are you?? 

now that spring’s here, i’m lugging in a GIANT basket of flowers of all kinds for you 💐🌷🪻🌹🌻🌸🌺!! + a curious sel question!!! — what’s your favourite thing to do during spring? what do you think bokuto's is? (or whoever is your hq fave!! tho i think i remember bokuto!) 🥺 

SELLLLLLL HI THERE MY ANGEL <33333 pls never worry abt when u drop by hehe, i’m always happy to chat w u whenever!!!! :33 BUT I MISSED U TOOO and ofc i missed ur lovely sel questions …..

i’m putting allll the flowers in pretty vases and sending u a giant heap right back 🌸🌸💐💐🌷🌷🌹🌹🌻🌻🌼🌼 anddd some fruit 🍊🍓🍎🍐 !!

as for the question !!!!! hm hm HMM i honestly think i just loveee going on walks…. nothing beats spring walks imo (autumn walks r a close second tho >:3) it’s just so lovely to stroll around a bright green park…. grab a milkshake from any cute stores i pass…… and seeing the flowers and the bees and everything is always so lovely hhh i can’t wait for everything to bloom :’3

AND AS FOR HQ … bokuto is a cutie but not one of my faves sadly 😞😞 MAYBE ONE DAY THO i’m a big fan of suncoded men so there’s a big chance honestly….. BUT for this question i’m just gonna go w nishinoya bc he feels like a very springcoded boy compared to my other faves !!

i think . :3 he ALSO loves spring walks…… loves to run around like a neglected golden retriever and explore cute little nearby towns <33 would love to pet any dogs he meets and maybe feed a couple duckies <333 i just feel like he LOVES the warmer seasons and gets sm extra energy that he needs to release….. he rlly is like a little puppy i love him sm :((( ANDDD i know he loves ice pops so i think he would just be FEASTING on those and i would be right there w him . we would have a popsicle eating competition and both end up w stomach aches <33 yeah. just fun little spring things!!

but with that being said... as protocol (and my curiosity) demands ….. what abt u sel 🎤🎤🎤 u very much strike me as a spring girlie so i need to know allll ur favorite activities <3 anddd for the hq guys … what spring activities do iwa and oikawa like ?? what would u all do together ??? :3

sel i am sending u all my sunniest vibes ☀️☀️☀️🍊🍊🍊🌻🌻🌻 i hope it’s starting to get a lil warmer and brighter where u are !! ty for checking in as always <333 and have a cute lil picture of ur boys as a treat… look how cute they are aaaa 🥺🥺

[voidcat]

I’ve been walking around all day sighing longingly abt Yaku send help. Something abt a short king is so devastatingly sexy to me.

Yessss Yaku my charming short king!!!! You get me anon!!

But whatever you do… don’t think about seeing Yaku across the place as a lazy gentle melody plays and buzzes in the air. Do not think about him catching you staring at him not so subtly, pulling down his sunglasses halfway and shooting you a playful wink. Don’t think about how once you give in to him, that permission, how his hands will not be leaving your skin alone for too long, his every touch burning and worshipping, pinching and grabbing at your skin, making you even dizzier

[romaevelizz]

Crybaby ˖ ࣪⊹

K. TSUKISHIMA x Fem!reader ˖ ࣪⊹

Sum: Kei hated it how easily he let the team get to his head. What did they know, she was his crybaby after all.

Warnings: none, fluff, crybaby coded reader, kei being love sick, occ kei(kinda)!not proofread Tho reader is blk coded I hope everyone enjoys!

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It was wierd the team thought as they watched their middle blocker standing in front of a girl with a tear stained face. Of course their first thought is he made her cry, but that was not the case. They couldn’t help but watch as this happened multiple times before practice until Kageyama said something.

“Who’s that crybaby you stand with after practice?” He asked making Tsukishima stop tying his shoe immediately glaring up at the setter.

“Yeah making pretty girls cry huh Tsukishima!” Noya yelled pushing the blondes head.

Kei leaned up pushing Nishinoya off him “No I’m not, and don’t fucking call her a crybaby.” He spoke making eye contact with Kageyama.

“Why is she your girlfriend?” Kageyama scoffed.

“Yeah she is jackass.” A lot of the team definitely was not expecting that answer out of him. Tsukishima with a girl who’s known for being whinny, with as little patience as they know Tsukishima has she’s his girlfriend.

“No way! How is that pretty girl going out with a bully like you!” Hinata shouted.

Because he was soft with that pretty girl. Of course kei teased her for crying easily and over the most stupidest things but he was alway there to comfort her if needed. His hand squishing her tear stained face tell her it’s all right and not to be dramatic, but earns a punch for call her dramatic.

But it didn’t matter what the team thought of them, because they honestly held heavy doubts, that maybe he was to harsh with her or even mean. He didn’t think he was and she never said anything. She would right if his words ever hurt her she’d speak up. Right?

His eyes looked over to her as they walked through the night market hand in hand, a smile on her glossy lips as she looked around the food trucks. He hated that he could tell him self that he didn’t care what others thought but it did, it bothered him a lot. Was he the reason she cried sometimes, that his snotty remarks actually hurt her feelings. How could he do that to her. How could he make her cry what kind of boyfriend was he if he made her cry.

“Kei..”

He made her hurt didn’t he? The reason her pretty face was always wet with tears?

“Kei!”

He blinked. “Yo are ya with me!” She laughed waving her hand in front of his face. “Am i distracting you” she teased.

“Tsk- no you’re not.” He scoffed.

“Booo! But anyways what has you all airheaded?” She asked tilting her head slightly her braids moving to the side with her motion.

“Nothing.” He hummed.

She pressed her lips together squinting at her boyfriend, his eyes staring into her dark ones. “Will you quite that.” He asked a small smile appearing in his face as his hand pushed her face away.

Even with the moments they shared, he continued to let it eat at him. They moved to a more secluded area sitting on the grass food in hand. He watched her as she ate, and talked, about anything and everything. He just listened, as she went on, smiling at small things she said.

How did he get so lucky.. a polar opposite that didn’t annoy him. Her melanin skin glowing under the street light as they ate her smile wide and so bright. Kei let his hand fall into his hand as she continued talking admiring her.

“So are you gonna tell me what’s wrong.” She asked.

“Hm?”

She looked up as him her smile going away “what’s going through your head, I know better.” She did she knew him, mind you he hadn’t made any comment on what she was talking about nothing not even a snarky remark teasing her.

“So what is it baby?” She spoke leaning back in her hands.

He looked away from her gaze “nothing just something stupid.” He sighed closing his eyes.

He could feel her roll her eyes, the sound of her body shifting her now sitting right in-front of him. The feeling of her hands holding his face made him open his eyes.

“It’s nothikng don’t worry your tiny little head about it.” He spoke softly.

“Don’t lie what is it Kei? You know you have to talk to me to.” She spoke her brows frowning, don’t do that he thought.

“I understand but it’s nothing just letting people get to me head alright?” He spoke his hand squishing her cheeks her hands not yet leaving his face.

“Who? Is it about you-“

“It’s about us.”

She looked at him “bad things?”

He shrugged his shoulders “I guess..”

Her hands left his face, letting herself get comfortable on his lap her face close to his. “Tell me baby..”

He only looked at her for a moment his eyes looking at her lips then back to her eyes. “Do I ever make you sad?”

She tilted her head giving him an are you crazy look. “See I told you it was stupid.” He huffed.

“Why would people thing that, are they saying that?”

“Yes.” He groaned his head falling into her shoulder.

“Why?” She laughed.

He shot back pinching her cheeks “because you’re a crybaby!” He scoffed.

“Nuh uh!” She whined.

“Yuh huh!” He laughed.

Letting go of her face he watched her pout “I’m not a cry baby just open with my emotions!” She sassed.

“Uh huh sure you crybaby.” He spoke his hands resting in her hips.

“But it’s okay, you’re my crybaby.”

She smiled “shut up that’s so lame!” She scoffed pushing him.

“I thought it was good.”

“Lame!” She laughed.

“Yeah then why are you laughing you idiot!”

“Because that was cringy and stupid nothing my boyfriend would ever say.” She groaned her laughter causing him to smile.

“Whatever you idiot I can be romantic.” He said.

“Yeah I know you can but with actions not so much words.”

He scoffed “really!”

She hummed crossing her arms, making his eyes twitch “get off of me, that irritated me.”He spoke pushing her.

“Whatever! You love it.” She said getting back in his face.

He only raised a brow, “ya know ya do.” She whispered leaning on her hands, their lips grazing against one another.

“Want me to kiss you sweetheart?” He asked.

She grinned “I should be asking you that sir, you’ve been looking at me lips all evening.” She hummed.

He let her get closer their lips barely touching befor pulling away, “UGH! Why do you do that!” She whined.

“You gave me attitude.” He shrugged a grin on his face.

He watched as she fell back dramatically “you hate me!” She groaned.

“Mmhm sure do.” She sighs looking down at her smiling at her dramatic pose.

He let her complain a bit more befor leaning down kissing her lips. Only to be pulled by her for a real kiss. “Feel better…” he whispered a little breathless.

“Alway fee better when you’re here with me.” She said pushing his glasses up.

Yeah they didn’t know shit about them. He’d never hurt her, he never wanted to. She would be the only one to get true kindness out of him. Because he couldn’t afford losing her.

Req are open!!! (Plz send something I’m desperate 😞)

[storytimewithnina]

Tension (Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader (Manager!Reader x Karasuno)

Summary: A slow-burning connection sparks between y/n and Nekoma’s captain during a training camp.

Word count: 6000~

~~~~~

The smell of floor polish and sweat welcomed you the second you stepped into the gym. Another training camp, another round of chaos. But this time it wasn’t just Karasuno.

Nekoma was here too.

You juggled towels and water bottles, dodging Hinata sprinting after a loose ball while trying not to trip over Tanaka’s gym bag.

“Sorry, Y/N!” Hinata called, ducking past you. You laughed and shook your head, adjusting your grip on the crate of drinks.

“Need a hand with that?”

The voice was unfamiliar, smooth, and playful. You turned—straight into the chest of a tall figure, lean and broad-shouldered, with messy black hair and the kind of half-smile that spelled trouble.

You took a cautious step back. “I’m fine, thanks.”

“Ah, you’re Karasuno’s manager.” He grinned, sharp like a cat. “I’m Kuroo. Nekoma’s captain. But I’m sure you already knew that.”

You didn’t answer right away. Instead, you looked him up and down, then smiled politely. “I figured. You’re the one who keeps glaring at Tsukishima during blocking drills.”

He chuckled. “Glaring? Nah, I’m just testing him. That one’s got potential.”

You raised a brow. “Or maybe you just like provoking people.”

Kuroo tilted his head, still smiling. “Maybe. But you’re the first one to say it out loud.”

Before you could come up with a clever retort, Daichi called out, “Y/N, we need towels over here!”

You gave Kuroo a nod and turned to go.

“Hey, wait,” he said, half-jogging after you. “What’s your name?”

You paused, glancing at him over your shoulder. “Y/N.”

“Y/N.” He repeated it slowly, like trying it on for the first time. “Nice to meet you. I’ll try not to distract you too much.”

You laughed softly. “You say that like you think you’re a distraction.”

“Oh, I know I am.”

~

The next few days blurred into a blur of drills, scrimmages, and late-night stretches. You’d never admit it aloud, but you found yourself scanning the gym for Kuroo more than once.

He didn’t always approach—but when he did, it was never without a comment or smirk. And you always rose to meet it.

“You always this organized?” he asked once, watching you re-tape Karasuno’s water bottles with names.

“You always this nosy?” you shot back.

He had that way of smiling, like your words had just made his entire day.

Karasuno, of course, noticed.

“Why does he keep looking over here?” Noya muttered during a break.

“Maybe he’s scouting,” Tanaka growled. “Or maybe he’s a predator.”

You rolled your eyes. “You guys are being dramatic.”

“We’re just saying,” Daichi chimed in, “he’s clever. Watch out.”

Tsukishima, nearby, snorted. “She can handle herself. Unlike some people.”

~

One evening, after everyone else had gone off to shower or collapse into futons, you lingered behind in the gym, re-stocking first aid supplies and double-checking the floor for forgotten water bottles.

Kuroo appeared in the doorway, towel draped over his neck. “You ever take a break?”

“I could ask you the same thing.”

He walked over, glancing at the half-packed boxes. “You do all this every day?”

You shrugged. “Karasuno’s got big dreams. Someone’s got to hold it together.”

Kuroo was quiet for a moment, the weight of his gaze resting on you in a way that made your fingers fidget with the edge of the medical tape.

“That’s… kind of admirable,” he said finally. “I figured you were just—”

“Just what?”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “Honestly? A manager who cheered and handed out towels. But I was wrong.”

You gave him a half-smile. “You’re not the first.”

Kuroo looked at you like he wanted to say more—but Bokuto suddenly burst into the gym yelling something about forgetting his lucky socks, and the moment vanished.

~

The training camp’s final night came with the soft hum of cicadas and the warmth of a modest campfire the coaches had reluctantly allowed—“Just one hour, and no shenanigans,” Ukai had warned.

Everyone gathered around, tired but buzzing with that specific brand of energy that comes after a week of sweat and near-tears. Hinata and Bokuto were swapping ridiculous stories, Noya and Tanaka were challenging each other to one-armed push-ups, and Kuroo… was looking for you.

You were a few feet away from the fire, perched on a rock, jotting down notes about injuries and rest rotations into your worn little notebook.

“You’re something else, you know that?”

You looked up, startled. Kuroo sat down next to you, close but not too close. There was a pause where your shoulders brushed—barely—but enough for your heart to hiccup.

“Something good or something irritating?” you asked.

“Both,” he said with a lazy grin, watching the firelight catch your features. “But mostly good.”

You snorted softly. “That’s the most honest thing you’ve said all week.”

He tilted his head. “I’ve been honest the whole time. I just didn’t expect you to be so… hard to read.”

“Most people don’t try,” you murmured, not quite looking at him.

“Well,” he said, voice quieter now, “I guess I’m not most people.”

The silence that followed was surprisingly gentle—not heavy, not awkward. Just two people sitting near a fire, hearts quietly doing their own dangerous things.

~

The next morning brought an unceremonious end to the magic. The gym was being cleaned out, bags were being packed, and Karasuno was already halfway through organizing equipment. You were tired, your limbs aching, and your heart was still trying to sort itself out after last night.

Kuroo caught your eye as you loaded the last of the ice packs into the team cooler. He gave you a short wave, a smile you couldn’t read, and then disappeared behind Lev and Yaku arguing about who misplaced the last tape roll.

You turned back to your team—Daichi was calling for you, and the bus was almost ready. Reality was returning with a vengeance.

You didn’t see Kuroo again before the buses pulled away.

~

It wasn’t like you expected daily messages. You weren’t even sure if Kuroo had your number—though you had a sneaking suspicion he could get it if he wanted to.

But when a text popped up a few nights later, your breath hitched anyway.

Unknown Number:

Hey.

You’re hard to forget.

–Kuroo

You stared at it for a minute before answering.

You:

I thought cats liked pretending they didn’t care.

Kuroo:

I tried. Didn’t work.

That conversation didn’t end. In fact, it grew. Some nights it was memes and sarcasm. Other nights, it was late conversations about nerves before matches and which teammate was secretly the most annoying (you both agreed it was Lev, but lovingly so).

But neither of you brought up what happened at the campfire. Not yet.

~

A few weeks later, Karasuno traveled to Tokyo for another match, this time in a small joint training event with Fukurodani and Nekoma. You knew he’d be there, but still—you weren’t prepared.

He found you almost instantly when you arrived at the gym, striding over like he’d been counting the seconds.

“Did you miss me?” he asked, casually reaching for the clipboard in your hand.

“I didn’t even know you’d be here,” you lied.

He raised a brow. “Ruthless.”

You rolled your eyes. “You’re the one who texted ‘You’re hard to forget.’ So dramatic.”

He grinned, that spark dancing in his eyes. “Can’t help it. You bring it out in me.”

And again, just like before, Karasuno noticed.

Kiyoko raised a brow at you across the court. Daichi watched Kuroo with the suspicion of a man who knew trouble when he saw it. And when Tanaka caught you smiling at your phone later (yes, Kuroo had sent a meme of a cat knocking over a volleyball), he nearly choked on his energy drink.

~

It happened after a rough match Karasuno lost in a close set. You stayed behind to clean up, furious at yourself for forgetting to restock the cold packs.

Kuroo found you crouched beside the open cooler, your hands trembling from exhaustion and frustration.

“Y/N,” he said gently. “You okay?”

You didn’t answer right away. You hated crying over small things. It wasn’t the ice packs. It was everything—wanting to be enough, not knowing where you stood, always being fine for everyone else.

He crouched next to you.

“Hey,” he said softly. “You don’t have to be strong all the time.”

You blinked back tears. “It’s just ice. I’m fine.”

He touched your arm. Not demanding, not assuming—just grounding.

“You know,” he said quietly, “I tried to ignore it. But I like you.”

You looked at him, heart pounding. “You… what?”

“I like you,” he repeated, his voice steady. “And it scares the hell out of me, because I don’t want to mess it up. You matter.”

You stared at him, the words flooding warmth through your chest, slow and aching and so, so real.

“I like you too,” you whispered.

And he smiled—genuine, not teasing.

“I was hoping you’d say that.”

~

He didn’t kiss you right away. It wasn’t rushed.

It was texts at midnight, long glances before matches, late conversations in gym hallways, and quiet support when the pressure got heavy.

It was Noya threatening him playfully. It was Daichi giving a nod of reluctant approval. It was Lev awkwardly yelling “are you guys dating??” across the court, and Kuroo just smirking and saying, “Maybe.”

It was slow. It was warm. It was butterflies in your stomach every single time he said your name like it meant something. Like you meant something.

And you did.

[asunflowerana]

how to crash a date

summary: friends are the best thing in our lifes, with a big talent for crashing dates.

with: Tsukishima Kei, Akaashi Keiji, Iwaizumi Hajime and Kenma Kozume (and their respective "besties").

⊛ tsukishima kei: be oblivious!

Kei has been planning this date for a week already. Take you to the carnival, walk with you hand in hand, buy you some sweets, win you a teddy bear and maybe get some kisses on the way, the perfect plan. Even if he doesn't enjoy going outdoor, he's feeling excited for tonight, knowing he’ll have plenty of time to spend with you alone.

At first, things were going so well that he actually pondered going more to those carnivals.Though his main motivation wasn’t the colorful scenario, or the funny attractions over the booths; his eyes could only focus on your bright smile, luminescing the place better than those lanterns hanging above your heads.

Everything was great. Until two morons noticed your existence.

“TSUKI!” His body automatically stiffens after recognizing the voice of his two teammates, Tanaka and Nishinoya. Grimacing, he slowly turns sideways, hoping that he’s just hallucinating and the two annoying boys waving at him aren't actually real. Of all places in Japan, they had to be at the same place as him? Really?

It didn’t take long for them to approach and introduce themselves to you. “It’s nice to meet you,  ______. Tsukishima didn’t tell us he had a girlfriend. Not that we thought he could date someone.” Tanaka humored, making Noya chuckle along and Tsukishima’s face reddened with pure loathe. Before he could protest, Noya excitedly pulled you towards a game booth, breaking Kei’s hold on your hand, which made him even more annoyed. First they interrupt his date, and now they steal his girl? Tanaka rested his hand on the blonde’s tense shoulder.  “Thanks for the invite, man. We’ll have a great time together!”.

It was the worst two hours of his life.

He had to watch and control his boiling temper as his teammates spent the entire time playing and chatting with you. At least, you seemed to be having some fun with them by your expression and non-stop smile, and that only made Tsukki even more grumpy. It was his time to make you smile, not theirs.

By the time they left, it was too late for him to have a quality time with you there, so he ended up taking you home. He was already planning to punch the boys the next morning for ruining his date, but to his surprise, the night wasn’t a complete failure.

“Thank you for tonight Kei. I know it wasn’t what we planned, but I had a lot of fun.” You said genuinely, embracing him and giving his cheek a gentle peck. And for the rest of the night, Tsukishima smiled like a fool in love.

⊛ akaashi keiji: be clingy!

Akaashi and Bokuto are lifelong friends. They go to school together, have the same classes, eat at the same time, play on the same team and even return home on the same path. Literally five of the seven days of the week, Akaashi has Bokuto’s company. But as every human being, he needs an amount of time for himself and others. Especially time for you, his girlfriend of almost a month. On your days, he plans to spend time with you only, dismissing his other obligations; however, it is easier said than done when it comes to dismissing Bokuto.

Bokuto doesn’t quite understand that his friend needs space sometimes, so he gets sad when he receives a ‘no’ as an answer to his invites. Don’t get him wrong, he doesn’t mind if you’re going to be with them, he adores you. He just doesn't get why he can’t tag along with you guys.

He doesn't like to feel left out, so he decides to follow the two of you on a coffee shop date one day, to express his feelings. Yes, he was not invited, but what’s the harm, right? He’ll just sit at a table closer to yours, and wait for the right moment to make himself noticed.

Meanwhile, you and your boyfriend are chatting about your weeks, his right hand intertwined with yours on the table. Keiji’s so focused on you, that you’re the one who noticed the white-haired boy trying to hide his face behind the menu two tables from yours. 

“Kei, isn’t that guy Bokuto?” He goes mute as soon as you pronounce his best friend’s name, turning his head dreadfully in the direction your eyes indicated. Finding the noisy owl, he sighs in frustration, raising from his seat and walking toward his friend. “Bokuto-kun, what are you doing here?” He hisses to not make a scene, but his friend, emotional as he is, reacts oppositely and raises from his chair with his arms crossed and pouting like a three-year-old toddler. 

“I wanted to spend time with my friends…” He confesses gloomy, making even you feel a bit conscious at the same time amused by the scene, as Akaashi rolls his eyes. Before the brunette could reject his friend again, you decide to invite the ace to join you, receiving a confused look from Keiji in return. You simply couldn’t resist his sad puppy face. Without thinking twice, Bokuto lifts up a chair and puts it between your seats before sitting down with a huge smile on his face — much to Akaashi’s dismay.

It’ll take a while before Akaashi finally gets some time alone with you.

⊛ iwaizumi hajime: be overbearing!

Even though he’s quite popular at school for being an athlete, Hajime isn’t a flirtish guy like the rest of his friends. That doesn’t mean he can’t win a girl, it’s simply the fact that there weren’t many girls he found interesting. And after finding you, he doesn’t see himself with anyone else. But regardless of that, his friends always thought he had difficulties with romance, especially Oikawa: which explains why the brunette got so concerned when Hajime told him he asked you out on a date.

Toru didn’t want things to go wrong on this date, especially since his friend is clearly smitten by you, something that doesn’t happen often with Hajime. So he offered (imposed) his help, giving tips and tricks to turn his friend into the king of romance. The problem is that Oikawa’s a very intense teacher, wanting to give lectures every day and every time, making the brunette go crazy for good. It didn’t take three days before Iwaizumi refused further assistance, assuring his friend that he’s capable of handling a date. 

Did Oikawa listen though?

The night was going so well. Hajime took you to a friendly pub, which helped to dissolve the awkwardness of the first minutes, and made you both feel more intimate as you spoke about multiple topics. You two got along so well through the afternoon, that you already looked like a long-term couple, laughing and enjoying themselves. While Hajime told you one funny story of his childhood, he noticed something unusual through the pub’s round window, in front of him.

It’s Oikawa, waving at him while holding a sign written in bold blue letters: “Say she looks beautiful, and don’t forget to clean your teeth!”

“Can you excuse me for a second, sweetheart?” He was so nervous that didn't notice the pet name coming through his mouth, nor the way you got bashful when he said that. He just wanted to finish Oikawa’s life right there, and as soon as you nod at him, he quickly walks out for that. 

“Yo-hoo!” His captain waves as he exits the pub, smiling like a proud dad. “Iwa-chan, thought you needed a-” He doesn’t finish the last sentence since Iwaizumi hits his arm hard with the cardboard sign, making Oikawa yelp. “WHAT? WHAT DID I DO?”

⊛ kenma kozume: be noisy!

Almost all of nekoma’s volleyball team sees Kenma as someone who needs to be taken care of, even if he’s perfectly capable of doing that. When they find out that their setter started dating from other sources, everyone gets curious to know how things are going with the new couple, even if it had nothing to do with their lives, as Kenma “gently” reminded them once. Some even followed you around school sometimes, just to get to know the girl who stole the mechanic heart of their friend.

They immediately took the hint when Kenma announced one day that he needed to leave practice early for something important: it must be something involving you. Ten minutes after he left,  Kuroo, Yaku, Yamamoto, and Fukunaga initiated a secret mission to follow their teammate to his destination. Throughout the journey, Yaku kept whispering how bad spying on Kenma was, but still continued to follow the path, just as curious as the others. Kuroo didn’t waste the chance to snicker at him. 

The path leads them to a public park not too far from school, and they get just in time to witness the most surprising scene only a few bunches away: Kenma and you sitting on a red towel on the grass, having a cute picnic together. Kenma was chuckling so carefree, while you were throwing small cubs of apple into his mouth,  and no sign of his console beside him. 

The boys quickly hid behind a large bush near the spot, spying on the couple’s moment with a content smile on their faces. “Own, look how happy our Kenma is. He’s so hooked.” Kuroo says, a prideful grin taking on his expression. It’s good to see his best friend having that type of experience. 

“What are you guys doing there?” Out of nowhere, Levi appears near them, his loud voice attracting the couple’s attention and revealing their hiding spot to everyone around. The boys grimace as soon as they’re discovered, all of them feeling Kenma’s fulminant gaze. “Oops… my bad.”

n/a: i promise they had good intention 😂

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[fushiguruuzzzz]

wc 520 . mentions of drinking . mentions of throwing up

the moment sugawara koushi knew he loved you, he felt like he was going to throw up.

that is not to say that was your fault, though. there was not a breath of fresh air in his lungs, and he was sure the singular shot he’d taken (courtesy of the overly enthusiastic noya and hinata — he made a mental note to not let himself be persuaded next time) was taking its effect on him more strongly than he anticipated. the television static creeping in the edges of his mind did nothing to aid his composure, which was quickly diminishing as he caught the way you glowed beneath the dim, warm lights.

His chest rose and fell rapidly, nearly in time with the beat of the song, out of breath from hours spent yelling the lyrics to all the music you liked. he had memorized all of them beforehand, but he would not tell you that. he just loved the way your face brightened and your eyes lit up when you heard him sing along with you, and he feared that if you knew how carefully planned the manner was, the light would contort into something else. something more knowing.

looking back, he wonders how he only realized then. it was not at all normal, the way his hands felt alight as they ghosted over yours, lit into a flame fueled by the smallest traces of your being. how with every important moment came with the meeting of your gaze, how worn hands itched to reach out for you as you stood at his side; the longing for the gentle embrace of your palms anything but platonic.

there, on the muggy summer night surrounded by what would one day be ghosts of the past, you were more beautiful than ever. he was tipsy and you were dancing and he loved you, and he knew it now.

your fingers interlaced with his. “what’cha doing, suga? come dance,” you said, words stretched out like a sultry tune and followed by a hearty giggle.

usually, although a rhetorical question, he would answer you. but you cannot tell your best friend you love them when you have barely realized it yourself, and suga would never dare to profess such a thing to you in this setting. he would die before taking your hand and baring his soul to you in a place as sluggish as there. you deserved far more than that — he wanted to give you more than that. so, instead of telling you that his heart ached as his hands slipped to your waist, he dragged his tired body behind you and moved in sync with every breath you took. he watched you laugh and stumble and breathe light into the room around you, and he waited for the moment it would fill his lungs and take the place of oxygen, and he waited for the moment you would finally realize it. patience was a virtue that suga had no issue practicing, and he was certain he’d turn to dust slipping from your fingertips if it meant loving you when it was right.

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[takes1]

i just wanted to tell you how GOOD that asahi x reader that u posted recently is like OML. ty for doing gods work and posting for my MAN

extra: a rough!asahi drabble

i appreciate your kindness so much. 😭this is just a small final-final drabble to the rough!asahi series, nothing much but some ppl were asking <3

warnings. implied nsfw, heavy recreational drinking, minors DNI

details. fem!reader / fluff-esque / asahi is the aftercare king / mutual size kink / playfighting kink / power struggle fetish / nishinoya loves his friends / 900 words

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Thanks to some calculated foresight, nobody noticed you and Asahi leaving at the same time. Everyone had been involved in their monetized 50/50 odds with Kageyama/Tsukishima's brawl that nothing else mattered.

That was, of course, only until Nishinoya couldn't find his bestie.

He was turning to call to you, make one more joke about how you scared the big coward off.

He quickly scanned the rest of the room- you had both vanished from thin air.

"Yachi?"

It was a little tap against her leg. He sat on the floor, back against the sofa that she was perched on. She leaned forward to hear him amidst all the commotion.

"Did you see where Asahi went?"

Her face grew bright, bright red. She straightened and didn't look at him, except for another tiny, nervous glance.

Yachi infamously could not keep secrets. And, although it wasn't exactly a secret that you two left, it was obvious that you didn't want to be followed, and she knew your feelings well.

Nishinoya's mouth hung open- he pushed himself to sit between her and Daichi, watching her way too close.

A suspicious mutter, right next to her cherry-red face, "You know something."

"Okay- okay, 'Noya-!" Daichi grabbed him hard enough to make him sit naturally again, "Stop that."

"Where is Asahi!" He shouted.

He shoved Daichi off and got up to a kneel again so that he could scan the entire living room. It was hardly a question, because this twilight-zone couch wasn't going to get him any answers.

Suga tried a smarter approach, after sharing a panicked look to Daichi.

"He probably had to take a shit, or somethin'."

Nishinoya stood on the couch, pointing a harsh finger at Suga. He was completely tipped off now, unable to trust a single person, because it was obvious he was not in on something. Now they were all trying to lie.

"You know he only shits in his own house!"

Daichi had to stifle his laughter- that was so true, and such a tiny detail they all knew, and never acknowledged. His attempts to grab Noya were compromised as he giggled. Being pretty wasted did not help.

"Noya, Sit- aah-hahaha-! Sit dowwn!"

"Okayyy, relax man!"

Nishinoya was freaking out, also drunk, knocked back down to his knees because of Daichi's clumsy pulling, "Wheeere! Is! Asahiii!"

Suga stood up to help, only throwing a glance to Yachi- who looked like she was about to implode. The pressure was high, made worse by everyone else's loud chanting, a count-down, for Kageyama to keep his hold on Tsukishima in the center of the circle.

"You're gonna-Ow! Hurt yourself!"

It took the combined strength of Suga and Daichi to keep their smaller friend in place. Tens of minutes passed by with Nishinoya restrained by his legs and waist- sprawled awkwardly over their laps. He would occasionally cry Asahi's name up to the ceiling in a monotone, defeated drawl, as if he was dead.

Nobody else cared, aside from thinking Nishinoya was a funny little guy when he had been drinking.

The rest of the matches were quieter. Daichi had to give up his ref position to Kageyama, since he was sober and the most willing, but that didn't stop him from making the world's worst calls.

Yachi was the first to hear it.

She was zoned out, staring forward at the blank wall, but got roused by a small, and somewhat familiar pitch.

"Oh- oh no--," She leaned over Nishinoya's leg, shaking Daichi's shoulder. She mouthed, 'I can hear them!'

Instead of springing up into action right away, like she expected them to, they sat still. It took a second to understand that they were trying to listen.

The very feint, but undeniable, sounds of some very good sex met their curious ears.

"The speaker-!" Suga caught his breath, sporting a very similar, harsh redness, as he shoved Nishinoya off, "Fuck, I- I'm getting th'speaker."

The solution was efficient, and a surefire way to keep everyone downstairs for longer. It was waking up those that were falling asleep.

It also helped to disguise Asahi once he began barreling down the steps. To the little group, all in on it, they were turned around already, waiting to see him as he stepped into the light.

He was glittering with sweat.

A brief, uneven, "H-ey, guys."

He cleared his throat, unable to meet any of their eyes, as he continued to the kitchen for some water.

Daichi collapsed onto the couch. He was taken completely with laughter, and Suga sat upright, mouth hanging open, growing warmer and warmer, clutching Yachi for support.

If that's what Asahi looked like, it was safe to assume that you must've been in shambles.

When he came back around with water, Nishinoya flung his torso over the back of the couch and barely snagged him by the shirt.

"Asahiii!" He gripped him tight, meeting his eyes with a messy smile, "Who won?"

Asahi made a frightened sound.

In his violent shudder, Nishinoya was shaken off and had to go without a proper response-- he scoffed, calling after him, "You're such a wuss!!"

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OK BUT i can’t get the idea of you and Nishinoya getting close for the first time and he accidentally call you mommy! He would shut his eyes trying not to cry out of embarrassment until he finds out that, you liked it. He would have never guessed someone like you would be into something so lewd!

I hope this helps with your writers block ^_^

I am HEARING YOU.

☆彡༄

virgin! sub! Nishinoya x dom leaning! fem! reader

(aged up Noya)

cw: mommy kink (obviously), friends with benefits, riding, embarrassed Nishinoya, unprotected sex (don't be silly, wrap your willy), overstimulation, dacryphilia (if you squint)

585 words

☆彡༄

When you found out that Noya was still a virgin from a game of truth or dare, a lightbulb went off in your head. Obviously, you had to offer to take it (right?) and… he said yes.

So, that’s how you got here. Sat on the desperate boy’s lap, his hands pawing on your ass, his flustered face hiding in the crevice of your neck. You take notice of how reactive the boy is to your subtle grinds and playing with his hair, you hadn’t done much yet and he was red to the tips of his ears, small mewls escaping from his swollen lips.

“You’re so cute, Noya” you say. He coils further into you and starts to kiss your neck as a way to hide his growing moans. You stand up and start stripping, Noya taking his time to observe every curve of your body, ignoring how hot his cheeks felt, then taking the hint to take his clothes off too. Lets just say, you don't know where he was hiding that.

Slowly, you sink on to his dick and start to grind, slowly getting used to his size. His grip on your hips tightened and his head flew back at the feeling of your warm walls, mouth agape. He let out a string of erotic moans, you'd never heard anything like it.

"Feeling good, baby?" you ask him, a smug smirk on your face; he was adorable. He gently nodded at your question, even though it didn't need an answer since it was obvious.

His face winced and his nose scrunched as you started to bounce on his dick, slowly getting faster and faster. That was until you heard him say "S-slow down, please! I'm too close, Momm-"

You freeze in your tracks, "What did you say?" He paused and realised what he'd said, "Shit, I'm so sorry..." he spoke, hanging his head in shame. "Hey, look at me." You lift his chin up but his eyes remained lowered. "It's not a bad thing, Noya. I like it," you told him. His eyes shot up to meet yours, revealing his teary waterline and flushed cheeks. "Y-you do? I never thought that you'd be into something like that!" he borderline shouts out of shock.

"You never asked." You continue moving at a fast pace, catching him by surprise, letting out a pornstar whine. Soon after, you felt quick spurts of hot cum fill you up, "Cum already, baby? I'm not finished with you yet." and, you weren't so, you kept moving up and down on him.

He was squirming and writhing beneath you from overstimulation and the tears of embarrassment from before quickly started to fall being urged out by the mixture of pain and pleasure, "S-slow down, please! Mommy! It's too much! S-stop!" he whines, "do you actually want me to stop?" you question, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. He hangs his head down and shakes it no.

Quickly, you feel the warm, familiar knot in your stomach building up, "I'm gonna cum baby, come with me?" you ask, he nods his head, unable to confirm verbally due to the never-ending string of moans coming out of his mouth instead.

You eventually feel the knot release, the tightning of your walls coaxing him to the finish line as well. You feel his grip on your hips tighten impossibly, definitely leaving a bruise tomorrow but, that was unimportant. You feel his body relax below you, you relaxing with him.

"Shit, we need to do that again."

[atsumwah]

"if you had to pick"

featuring : daichi, oikawa, kita

includes : fluff

notes : this has been in my drafts for way too long ahhh

☆ SAWAMURA DAICHI

practice was over and you guys still had some time left so why not play a game?

tanaka had roped everyone to sit in a circle and play truth or dare so here you were

it was your turn and obviously, not wanting to do some stupid dare by him, chose truth

"if you had to pick between all of us, who would be the best boyfriend?" tanaka asked

you didn't even hesitate on that. "daichi, for sure."

you had a little crush on him, sure, but then again maybe that was too fast

that earned a few hollers and mischievous looks coming from your friends, especially your trouble making juniors.

"oh and why's that?" noya asked with a wink.

you try your best to change the subject but everyone seemed interested in your answer

including daichi who was sporting a blush

"well he's already boyfriend material. a good brother, an even amazing captain, not to mention a real gentleman —" it was your turn to blush when you caught yourself rambling "—so yeah theoretically that's the most obvious answer. okay next"

thankfully it went to someone else and you sighed in relief when the spotlight was off you

after hanging out , you made your way home but you were stopped by daichi himself

"you know if you want, you could see if your theory was true," he said smoothly but you could see a hint of blush on his cheeks as he spoke

☆ OIKAWA TOORU

you knew something would happen when you hung out with the four of them

it was your monthly movie night with the boys so you're all at oikawa's house this time

you still made time for each other despite your schedule

iwaizumi claimed the single arm chair, makki and mattsun sat on the floor and you were seated next to oikawa on the couch

you didn't mind though, maybe some part of you was hoping you were seated next to your crush

you were watching a movie about these friends having a backup husband/wife and makki got really interested in the idea.

it's not a surprise when he stopped mid movie to ask you guys

well, technically, ask you

"say y/n if you had to pick one of us to be your backup, who would it be?"

you looked around them before answering. "oikawa"

said setter looked at you in surprise while makki had this mischievous look in his eyes.

"oh do tell us more."

"he's gonna go pro right?" was the first thing that came to your head aside from the obvious fact you had a crush on him. "might as well marry the rich."

"so you'd marry him for money?"

"and the good looks" you joked before continuing.

"KIDDING but he's actually sweet and I think he'd make a great backup husband"

cue awwing from makki and oikawa subtly hiding his blush

"okay but what makes you think he would want you as his backup" mattsun chipped in

and immediately all eyes were on the man of the hour

you knew it was a silly game but you'd hope he'd pick you

oikawa looked around and cleared his throat before answering.

"well obviously not y/n"

you rolled your eyes at that but deep down that kind of hurt

"why would I have you as my backup when I could have you now?"

say what

you whipped your head towards him and saw how he's blushing

"she's totally gonna reject you now, dude."

☆ KITA SHINSUKE

it is no secret that kita is the perfect gentleman

that is the only reason being inarizaki's manager is so bearable

and you know the humongous crush you had on him helped too

anyway

you were filling up some forms for the team and they were hanging out near you, literally just wasting time and suna decides to ask you questions

and suna just casually goes "y/n if you had to pick one of us to date who would it be?"

"kita."

he didn't stop there

"pick someone who'd you kiss?"

"pick someone you'd kill for?"

"pick someone who'd you cook and clean for"

"look, i'll save you some time. if kita is an option, i pick kita." you said, clearly distracted and not knowing said captain was just behind you blushing like hell

atsumu had other ideas cue evil laugh

"ah, so you have a crush on him huh?"

"isn't that obvious." you retorted.

"it wasn't obvious to me."

you froze. literally frozen on the spot as kita comes up from behind you.

earth please swallow me whole

"oh haha it was a dumb games anyways let's forget about it."

"ah, shame. because I'd do all those things only for you too."

cue sneaky teasing kita

also cue you short circuiting

safe to say this was just the beginning

reblogs are appreciated luvss <3

[nowoyas]

Popsicle uwu

thank you for my life

[eriace]

third wheel (whole team edition) ; tsukishima kei

oneshot & fluff ↪  in which tsukishima’s rare date with y/n from a rival team is going well—until karasuno shows up and won’t stop asking questions, and tsukishima won’t stop being silently, passive-aggressively jealous. ↷ tsukishima kei ; haikyuu ( ft. male reader)

↳ an order of iced chai latte from anonymous in the comeback cafe event !

(author's note: hii, it's okay for actually asking for something specific because it naturally helps me more lol and that is mostly how people request in this event now so i can't just stop them lmao. enjoy reading :b)

THERE WERE ONLY a few things in life Tsukishima Kei deemed worthy of his precious, limited time. Volleyball, Jurassic Park marathons, and maybe the occasional peaceful outing away from loud people.

Oh—and you. But he’d never say that out loud.

You, the smirking, annoyingly charming middle blocker from Date Tech.

You, who somehow managed to tolerate his sarcasm and match his deadpan energy with your own brand of quiet snark.

And right now, you were sitting across from him at a small ramen place near the station, your legs brushing under the table, your chopsticks poking at your bowl while you laughed about something dumb he’d said without meaning to be funny.

It was going well.

Too well.

Which was why fate—cruel, cruel fate—decided to drop the entire Karasuno volleyball team into the restaurant.

Tsukishima stiffened.

You blinked, mid-laugh. “Are they—oh my god, they are.”

Hinata was the first to notice. Of course.

“TSUKISHIMA?! HEY—IS THAT—IS THAT DATE TECH GUY?!”

Tsukishima closed his eyes. “No. No, it’s a mirage. We’re not real. Keep walking.”

Too late. The stampede arrived.

Daichi, Kageyama, Yamaguchi, even Noya—like an avalanche of noise and dumb questions.

“Are you guys… like, together?”

“When did this happen?”

“Wait—was this a date?!”

“Are you two secretly dating across enemy lines? That’s kinda hot.”

Your face was a mix of amused and mortified. You rubbed the back of your neck and laughed. “Wow, subtle. Really subtle, guys.”

Tsukishima jabbed at his noodles, trying not to glare as you answered every question with patience and a crooked grin.

You were enjoying the attention. Not in a showy way—but in that relaxed, easy way you had, the one that made you magnetic.

And they were eating it up.

Tsukishima didn’t say anything. Not when Tanaka said you were “surprisingly cool,” not when Hinata said he couldn’t believe you liked “grumpy Tsukki,” and especially not when Daichi asked if this meant Tsukishima had a type.

Instead, he slurped his ramen with growing aggression, eyes fixed on the table.

Yamaguchi leaned in. “Hey, you good?”

Tsukishima shrugged. “I’m great. Nothing like a ruined date and a public interrogation.”

You caught that. You gave him a side glance. “You okay?”

“Peachy.”

The team finally got the hint and wandered to a different table, still whispering and laughing and being generally obnoxious.

You turned back to Tsukishima, lips twitching. “So… peachy, huh?”

He didn’t look up. “I said what I said.”

“You’re jealous.”

“I’m not jealous.”

“You totally are. It’s cute.”

“Don’t make me regret this relationship.”

You laughed, leaning forward, voice lower now. “You know you like me.”

He finally looked at you, cheeks tinged a light pink behind his glasses. “...That’s the worst part.”

And when you leaned over the table and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek—smug as hell—he shoved his glasses up and muttered,

“Next time, we’re eating in a cave.”

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[aronkiepronkie]

"dude, tanaka, bro. you don't get it. she's super mega better than kiyoko." "but no one's better than queen kiyoko, noya!" tanaka argues, he looks at noya like he's out of his mind, noya simply shakes his head with his hands firmly placed on his hips. "nope, yn's like...i dunno. whats better than a queen?" noya thinks, his hand leaves his hips to tap his finger on his chin and tanaka stares at the short boy, awaiting his answer. "stop looking at me!" noya yells at tanakas intense gaze. "no matter what you say, or how angrily you look at me, i wont change my mind!" he says loudly, stomping dramatically out the classroom. "but noya!" tanaka protests, trying to catch noyas attention to no avail. "cant talk, i gotta meet yn in the smart class!" "noya!" tanakas angry shouts go deaf to noyas ears as he makes his way to your class.

you scribble words in your notebook before closing it, glancing to your phone when it vibrates, noyas name illuminating the screen.

"hey pretty girl"

"im coming over to ur class rn"

you smile at the messages and grab your phone to text him a simple, "okay, i packed you some lunch" "hope ur hungry <3". the last text you sent was a bit of a silly one, you never had to hope he was hungry for your homemade lunches because he would always scarf the food down in less than 5 minutes while he listens intently to what you have to ramble on about, slipping in a few jokes with a stuffed mouth, full of food, that never failed to make you laugh. you glance at the time, its only been a minute after your teacher announced it was lunch, and noya was already sprinting to your class to see you.

the door swings open and an excited shout of your name follows. you look up at the familiar voice and see noya confidently striding towards you, dragging a chair next to you and sitting in it, his arm swinging over your shoulder, a few curious eyes stare, noya pays no attention, his eyes practically shaped in beating red hearts as he stares at you, a dopey grin splayed across his face, and he speaks up. "hey gorgeous." he starts, stroking his fingers through your hair as he admires you. "hmmm, yn...you kinda look like you're missing something today." he asks, tilting his head as he scans your face and you just chuckle. this isn't the first time he's said this to you, you'll ask, "what am i missing today, noya?" and he'll respond with a big, toothy smile, "a big fat kiss on those pretty lips of yours.". today's no different, you don't stop the passionate boy from leaning in, angling his head to the right and raising his hand to cup your cheek. his soft lips (that he spends way too much time trying to make as soft as they can possibly be for you) meet yours in a slow, sensual way, a quiet smacking noise leaving both of your collided lips. noyas body scoots closer to yours and he tries to discreetly grab at your waist, but you swat his hand away before his greedy fingers could reach under your shirt. "noya." you warn him against his lips.

"hehe, oops." is all he mutters before pulling your mouth onto his again, his tongue swipes against your bottom lip, subtly asking for you to part your lips so he can explore your mouth, and you pull away. "seriously?" you deadpan at him, furrowing your brows. "what? you look seriously super duper extra mega pretty today. can't help myself." he confesses, a smile still present on his lips, a lovesick look in his eyes that's screaming "you're so beautiful and i love you so much" so painfully loud. you can't help but smile at the gaze he gives you, and you cover his face with your palm, pushing his head to the side as you reach for your bag. "oouh! is it time for my food?" noya exclaims, his smile growing wider as you pull out a bento box, snapping the sides open and his eyes glow at the onigiri and steamed meat buns. "yn!" he cries out your name loudly and immediately grabs a meat bun, shoving the whole thing in his mouth, melting at the delicious taste. "yn! you're so kind! making me food...its so yummy!" he bawls out in happiness, chewing contently with his eyes closed. "you're welcome, noya." "thank you! thank you yn! you're the best girlfriend ever!" he thanks you over and over, taking a big bite out of the onigiri.

hes so cute literally bf goals. also meat buns are so flipping good pls im craving them now

[kings-highway]

do you have any umbrella headcanons for the hq characters? like, colors and patterns and where they bought it, who has a million umbrellas but never seems to remember to bring one when it rains, who always keeps one at school, etc. that kinda stuff?

This is actually a way old prompt I simply took forever to answer but like... Yeah I gotchu.

Sugawara: never in his life has owned an umbrella. Bitch is WET half the time. Sprints between cars. Sneaks under other people’s and gets runoff dribbled on his head. Complains constantly about the rain. Could not tell you the last time he opened an umbrella

Asahi: opened an umbrella inside once and is still anxious about it

Daichi: has an umbrella and behaves normally about it. The sight of Asahi panicking because he forgot to bring one and Suga preparing to rawdog the weather is offset by Daichi standing between them and opening his umbrella without any fanfare and then seeming surprised by the chaos that his two friends have unleashed in the .3 seconds since it started raining. It’s probably a solid colour and at least 3 years old.

Tanaka: kinda like Suga but completely intentionally. “Umbrellas are for wimps!” he shouts, soaked and freezing and about to be very sick

Noya: shockingly, actually pretty good about keeping an umbrella around. He probably got one in middle school with like flames on it, and so he makes sure to carry it during the rainy seasons because it’s his only chance to show it off. Also whips it out at every opportunity to offer to walk girls home if they’ve forgotten theirs.

Ennoshita: forgot his umbrella once during a rainstorm and Daichi gave him his to walk home with “because your walk is further than mine anyway” and Ennoshita has never forgiven himself for it. The man keeps an umbrella in his school locker separate from the one he carries to and from home just in case. Dude got given a new flavour of imposter syndrome over the generosity of one guy a year ago.

Yamaguchi: has one of those clear umbrellas. Constantly offering to share umbrellas with tsukki but alas Tsukishima is taller than him so this makes no sense, and Tsukki has never in his life not had an umbrella on him. Often he ends up sharing his umbrella with Hinata instead.

Hinata: theoretically owns an umbrella, he says he does. Ends up ducking under Yamaguchi’s constantly, since he “doesn’t exactly know where his is” at the moment. Can’t figure out why Yamaguchi always seems annoyed by him asking to share his umbrella.

Tsukishima: a well prepared young lad, has had the same umbrella since middle school, it probably has like a moon pattern on it because the bitch likes to brand himself. Is currently trying to decide if he should fake forgetting his umbrella one of these days because it would probably make Yamaguchi happy.

Kageyama: will just walk home in the rain and not notice he’s soaking wet. Honestly I can imagine him shaking himself out like a dog. He once gave an umbrella to a girl and she fell in love with him and confessed on the next valentine's day and he had no idea who she was.

Yachi: got to share Kiyoko's umbrella once and has never been the same since. Her own umbrella is probably very cutsey and pink with stars or something.

Kiyoko: keeps a spare umbrella in her locker in case she forgets because boys become unbearable if they think they can offer to be her saviour. Refuses them and walks in the rain if necessary.

Oikawa: honestly he’s probably a very sensible regular guy who checks the weather and brings an umbrella if he thinks it’s needed, but he probably always has to borrow one from his mother or dig one out of the back of a closet.

Iwa: weirdly thinks that Oikawa is never going to have an umbrella, so he always over prepares, but Oikawa has literally never once been caught in the rain without an umbrella and for whatever reason simply cannot convince Iwa that he knows how to check his weather app. Like it’ll start raining and Iwa will scoff and go “bet you didn’t bring an umbrella, huh?” as Oikawa is pulling out and opening his umbrella and will be like: “????? leave me alone????”

Matsukawa: kinda likes the rain. Sometimes the rest of the Seijoh 4 catch him holding his umbrella to the side to let himself get rained on. Honestly I can see him with like… a kinda gothic umbrella, like probably something really dark with skulls on it, or a spider web pattern, and he unironically really loves it. It’s like an element of self expression that the rest of these jock boys cannot comprehend so they don’t even bother making fun of him for it.

Hanamaki: 9/10 the person who gets Iwa’s second umbrella

Kyotani: would rather die than admit he was cold and/or needed an umbrella after his mother definitely yelled at him to take one that morning and he ignored her

Yahaba: sometimes weaponizes his umbrella to whack people. He’d also use it to flirt with girls who forgot theirs, except one time a girl saw him using it to whack his teammates and rumours spread so now nobody accepts his offers.

Ushijima: okay hot take: I don’t think he owns an umbrella. Live-in dorms aren't conducive to an umbrella, what, he’s gonna open it for the 1 second he’s between buildings? Nah. but I think he’s got sort of a weird dog energy about it, where he’ll be soaked through from walking in the rain, but will in fact have walked instead of running, and will just kind of sit there and let water drip onto his face and honestly I don’t think this is a very fun experience for him but what’s he gonna do, complain about the weather? There’s no point in complaining about the weather, it can't be changed.

Tendou: I can imagine him with - and I’m aware this is very specific - a clean umbrella, with like colourful polka dot confetti. I take no criticisms. He also happily allows any of his teammates to walk under this umbrella if they need to, however this is a trap and they will, actually, have to listen to the entire plot of FullMetal Alchemist in excruciating detail.

Leon: give him a regular ass solid colour umbrella that he loses constantly. It’s the dorms thing! He doesn’t have to use it often! But any time he needs it it takes him 35 minutes to dig up.

Semi: he is like… cool with an umbrella. Like he’s not really actually stopping himself from getting rained on, because it’s tilted back against his shoulder and he’s sauntering along getting soaked, but my god does he look good. Also I imagine his umbrella being striped white and black. But oh boy is he always wet despite having an umbrella.

Goshiki: has an umbrella but stopped using it because he thought the thing Ushijima was doing was some kind of cool-mature-adult thing and now he’s just wet all the time.

Yamagata: will ask if people dare him to run through the rain and then not wait for an answer and do it anyways. Could have an umbrella, maybe he doesn’t, has never been seen using it either way. At least he has fun.

Shirabu: constantly trying to get Semi to use his umbrella normal. Constantly trying to get Leon to put his umbrella in the same place. Constantly trying to convince ushijima to buy an umbrella. Constantly trying to convince goshiki to use his umbrella again and that being wet isn’t cool. Has no idea what the hell yamagata is doing. constantly, desperately, avoiding situations in which he needs to walk under Tendou’s umbrella. Always wondering why the fuck the Shiratorizawa team is so goddamn wet all the time. His umbrella is pink.

Taichi: owns an umbrella. Thinks Shirabu needs to calm the fuck down.

Aone: shares umbrellas constantly with people. He has a really simple one, but he’s really consistent about remembering it, so often he’s the go-to saviour.

Futakuchi: Usually forgets his umbrella and is very thankful Aone never has. Is usually the second person under Aone’s umbrella.

Moniwa: carries two umbrellas around anticipating someone else needing them and will end up giving both of them away and walking home in the rain.

Koganegawa: excitedly walking in the rain beside Moniwa bonding over their wet heads. (he thinks he forgot his umbrella but it’s actually just pushed at the bottom of his bag. He will notice when he gets home and feel SO BAD he didn’t offer it to Moniwa.

Terushima: thinks umbrellas are for wimps and dorks and is always wet. He won't even walk under an umbrella someone else is offering.

Kuroo: black umbrella. Honestly I don’t think he’s very interesting about it. He doesn’t like getting rained on so he tends to be cautious and over prepare.

Kenma: always carries an umbrella if there’s even the slightest chance of it raining. Hates getting rained on. Hates sharing an umbrella with kuroo even more than he hates getting rained on. (Kuroo acts like he’s gods’ gift to umbrellas every time Kenma needs him to share.)

Fukunaga: rainbow umbrella!!! He likes to play in the rain and will get wet even holding an umbrella around his head. Jumping in puddles, splashing. One time he got soaked by a passing car driving through a puddle and has never laughed that hard in his life. This cat likes water.

Tora: usually ends up using Fukunaga’s rainbow umbrella because he forgot his own and fukunaga clearly doesn’t need it.

Lev: “hahaha yeah I have an umbrella…” (he doesn’t) and nobody will share with him. Kuroo just sort of side-eyes him. Yaku walks with an umbrella and doesn’t even pretend to offer. Lev gets wet.

Yaku: I imagine him with like a beige umbrella. He’s super normal about it. Never shares, though (hurts his arm to hold it up so much, but refuses to let someone else hold it for him.)

Inuoka: doesn’t have an umbrella, doesn’t need one. He’s always using his hood as if it’s just as good and saying how it’s redundant to carry around an umbrella even though this soaks his jacket every time.

Bokuto: I think he only owns an umbrella if he can find an owl themed umbrella, otherwise he’s just sorta running and hoping he doesn’t get too wet. (he does.)

Akaashi: if Bokuto has successfully found an owl themed umbrella, Akaashi owns one too. Otherwise, he’s got a very normal solid colour umbrella that he has never used for himself once. Bokuto, Konoha, Sarukai, whoever has forgotten their umbrella currently has Akaashi’s umbrella.

Kita: I think he has a white umbrella, and I think it’s very normally employed in the manner it should be, and I think he’s most often seen using it when he’s gazing off wistfully and making long, contemplative monologues about how rain is often run from despite it being the very essence of life, and how the water cycle heals and washes away bad energy and the state of pollution in the oceans and dear fucking god someone distract him throw a volleyball or something it’s been eighteen minutes he’s still talking.

Aran: I imagine him with one of the like, real fancy umbrellas with a wooden handle and all that (every other mentioned umbrella I was thinking of as a cheap plastic one that pops out) but no this bitch got a real umbrella, probably old from his grandmother or something. He’s also the only one still listening after minute eighteen of Kita’s contemplation on our connection to the divine via the endless cycle of water through our bodies. He’s gonna google the water cycle when he gets home.

Atsumu & Osamu: there is in fact an umbrella between the two of them. It will break before the end of their rainy walk home. They both think it’s their own umbrella, but it’s not, it’s their mother’s umbrella and she will yell at them.

Suna: this guy would rather sleep at school than walk home without an umbrella so you bet your ass that he keeps an umbrella on him. Give him something with a cool geometric design maybe. I also think the only moments of sincerity anyone’s every seen from him is when he’s very quietly and politely asking Kita or Aran to borrow their umbrella if he’s forgotten his.

Sakusa: Yes, he has an umbrella, of course he has an umbrella. I think his umbrella is bright purple, and I think he keeps forgetting how to open it, and then it pops out and scares him and this happens every fucking time. Something’s wrong with this guy. He can also never get it tied up again properly and generally tends to find the thing a hassle.

Komori: Also has a bright purple umbrella but he opens it normally. He has no idea what Sakusa’s problem is.

Korai: has Hirugami’s umbrella from last year.

Hirugami: is just realizing the reason he needed to buy a new umbrella.