#I just wanna hear Sakusa and Osamu talk

[haikyuustuffs]

THE HAIKYUU S4 BOX SET IS SO PRETTY 😭

Counting down the seconds until I can go back home, crawl in bed and watch the dub until I pass out...which will probably be 1 ep in cuz your pal Ash only got 2 hours of sleep lol)

EDIT: I am now realizing there are some fallacies in this plan. I do not, in fact, have a Blu-ray player in my room.

[iiwaijime]

MY WIFE !! — A. MIYA

SAKUSA VER. || USHIJIMA VER.

IWAIZUMI VER. || AKAASHI VER.

cw; fem reader, swearing, cute cute fluff, pet names ewww, not proofread

wc; 476

in which he calls you his wife.

you're still half asleep when atsumu climbs into bed, kicking the blanket away to nestle into your side. shit. you'd been planning to watch his latest interview live, but apparently you'd failed to stay awake until then. he slides one hand under your loose shirt — his shirt, come to think of it — to hold your waist, and the other comes up to cradle your face. "missed ya, sweets."

"hey," you murmur, letting him angle your head and sponge kisses all over your face. your phone buzzes, but you ignore it in favour of your boyfriend and his addictive attention.

he kisses you again, this time with a smile. "hey, angel."

"sorry, didn't get to watch the interview." one of your hands tangles into his hair as he presses his lips to yours, brief and gentle, before pulling back.

"good, don't then."

you open your eyes. "baby, what?"

"nothing, nothing. just... don't."

your phone vibrates again insistently, and then it clicks. "'tsumu, what'd you do?"

you're reaching over to your phone before he can stop you, unlocking it only to be greeted by at least four hundred notifications from friends, family, and even some people you don't know.

Y/N, YOU'RE MARRIED? [your best friend]

WHYD TSUMU CALL YOU HIS WIFE ON LIVE TV [osamu]

DID I MISS A WEDDING I DIDN'T RIGHT [hinata]

you turn to him. "and what do you have to say about all this?"

despite your calm demeanour, your heart is trying to claw its way out of your chest, and your plans are sweating more than they ever have before. you look down at atsumu, who now has his arms around your middle and his head on your chest. he pouts at you, best puppy eyes equipped. "lemme explain! it was a mistake, cus i was so excited to propose t'ya that i forgot we weren't married! so—"

a strangled little gasp escapes from your throat. the two of you have talked about this before, but you didn't expect that he'd even think of asking this fast. yes, yes, yes, your heart sings. that's when you notice the scandalised expression on atsumu's face as he bolts upright.

"shit, you weren't supposed to hear that," he says. "i'm sorry, i really—"

you cut him off with a kiss, noticing the way he relaxes visibly as it progresses, and when you finally pull away, he blinks at you with a dopey grin — all of the tension from before has disappeared.

"atsumu."

"yeah?"

"i don't care how or when you propose to me, i'll always say yes."

"shit, babe," he sniffles. "don't say that!"

"i'm not joking," you tell him gently. it's a hint, a yes if he wants to take it. "really."

"then will you?"

"will i what?"

"you know."

"oh my god, ask me properly the second time, at least!"

so he does.

a multi part fic series!! taglist is open. updates will be slow!! uhhh comment who u wanna see in the series and i might juuuust yk!! i hate atsumu he plagues my brain ew

tags!! @smiithys

[educatedsimps]

— they're in love with your laugh

i just KNOW hq characters would be so in love with your laugh like you could literally have ANY type of laugh and they'd fall even more in love with you. this is just how i think they'd react when they hear your laugh or i guess when they realise they really love your laugh? yeah, it's just fluff. enjoy :)

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he would say "i love that" out of nowhere. "what?" "your laugh" "weirdo" (but he's a cute weirdo). SHAMELESSLY stares at you with a giddy smile on his stupid lovesick face and literal hearts in his eyes. also if you're like sitting at a table or something, he'd put his elbows on the tables and tuck his hand under his chin while he stares at you. bro is Down Bad Pro Max, trust me.

↳ nishinoya, tanaka, HINATA, oikawa, hanamaki, KUROO, konoha, tendō, ATSUMU, terushima, hoshiumi

he's kinda awkward so he'd just start blushing and smiling secretly to himself. your laugh is like a melody to him and he swears he could listen to it on repeat forever. makes him realise that he's so in love with you and your laugh that he would do anything just to make you laugh like that for the rest of your lives.

↳ KAGEYAMA, yamaguchi, yachi, KINDAICHI, ushijima, kita, sakusa

he's the quiet type who would just look at you with a soft smile when he hears your laugh and he just feels a sudden surge of happiness in his chest. his heart is so full when you laugh and he feels so damn lucky to have you. he know he wants to spend the rest of his life listening to your laugh, which is exactly what he plans to do. also the amount of love in his eyes is UNMATCHED.

↳ asahi, ennoshita, kiyoko, IWAIZUMI, mattsun, kunimi, kenma, AKAASHI, kawanishi, suna, osamu, i can also kinda see sakusa here

he would laugh softly to himself and fail MISERABLY at hiding his smile. so he's just looking at you with the widest, happiest smile on his face and now you're both laughing together, though you don't know why he's smiling so much. neither of you even remember what you were laughing about in the first place and now he can't resist kissing you and showering you with so much affection because he can't believe this ANGEL is actually his. he never thought he could love someone - let alone someone's laugh - this much.

↳ daichi, SUGAAAAA, semi, aran, komori, HIRUGAMI

bokuto's heart feels like it might explode at any moment and he's about to cry with how much love he has for you. you'd probably be standing next to him (also a lil confused) as he's going through an emotional roller coaster just he heard your laugh. "Y/N I LOVE YOUR LAUGH" "my what-" "YOU'RE MY ANGEL, I SWEAR" and cue a fountain of happy tears!

and for you tsukki simps, he'd tease you when you ask him why he's suddenly blushing. "admit it, kei, you like my laugh." "no, i don't. it's annoying." "you loooove my laugh-" "i don't know what you're talking about, y/n." "then why're you blushing, big guy?" "shut up, shortie." would also ruffle your hair before walking away with his face, ears and neck the same shade as a tomato. cute.

a/n: i don't even wanna count how many times i wrote "laugh" in this one like the word's starting to make absolutely no sense to me but i hope you enjoyed it???

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[atsumulogy]

synopsis: kdrama cliches & tropes u would experience w/ ur haikyuu boys.

pairing(s): various x gn!reader

content warning: mentions of being drunk, pinch of angst at the bonus end, wrist grabbing, mentions of a fight

naia’s footnote: first post 4 this blog … Feeling: Nervous 😹this probably a bit ooc but let me live! also?? the read more thingy gives me these stupid glitches and i had to redo this for so many times

likes & reblogs are appreciated!

PIGGY BACK RIDES — scenario wherein you probably got injured or got too tired to walk and he carries you on his back (either begrudgingly or happily, either way you’re both warmer than usual in the face but no one says anything.)

→ BOKUTO, tsukishima(is part of the begrudgingly part, you’re probably too tired to walk or injured and he’s totally NOT worried about you okay? he just finds your whining annoying and wants you to shut up.) noya, asahi, aran, kita, akaashi, daichi, aone.

FORCED COHABITATION — you guys probably hate each other, and somehow, someway, you guys end up in a situation where you guys have to live together. this was not a part of his or your plans, but so is falling in love with each other but i guess fate has other plans!

→ SAKUSA, atsumu, shirabu, semi (you think he plays his guitar way too loud not knowing it’s the chords of the song he wrote about you)

CONFESSION OF FEELINGS BUT … — either you or he fell asleep, blackout drunk or just sleepy as hell. or he gets interrupted before he confesses by a phone call that will lead to many scenarios from misunderstandings to an emergency that will set back the confession a few more episodes until he actually gets to confess. or at this point, you have to be the one to confess because things just won’t go his way!

→ OIKAWA (LMAO, wanna see him suffer), ennoshita, kyotani, iwaizumi, goshiki, makki, tanaka, asahi, hinata, lev, atsumu, kuroo.

SHARING AN UMBRELLA — it rains but you forgot your umbrella, and he so happens to have one with him. and somehow you and him end up under his umbrella, close proximity as you could literally feel his hot breath and he wonders if you could hear his heart beat drumming like he just ran a whole mile. he would angle the umbrella in a way that you wouldn’t get wet by the rain while his shoulders soaking wet but it’s okay, as long as you’re fine and dry he doesn’t mind getting wet by the rain <3 (bonus if next day he gets sick and you visit him and take care of him AND maybe an almost kiss happening … 😁)

→ AKAASHI, KITA, semi, goshiki, tanaka, yamamoto, kuroo

WRIST GRABS — grabs your wrists to get you to talk to him because you walked out on him OR OR HE GRABS YOUR WRISTS BECAUSE HE GOT JEALOUS WITH THE GUY YOU’RE TALKING TO OR (they try not to be as forceful or harsh tho ☹️)

→ iwaizumi, osamu, suna, yaku, kyotani, tsukishima, kageyama, oikawa, atsumu, kuroo (?) atp i’m just saying anyone that comes into my mind LMAO

OLD CHILDHOOD FRIENDS THAT MEET AGAIN (AND FALL IN LOVE) — okay so you guys either remember each other not, but that really doesn’t matter in the end because either way, you guys would end up together. hashtag fated soulmates!

→ ushijima (I JUST FEEL LIKE HE COULD FIT THIS TROPE .. or probably he reminds of this male lead in a kdrama i watched with this trope LOL), sakusa, noya, oikawa, tendou.

SHOULDER NAP — he falls asleep in your shoulders, whether he meant to or not won’t change the fact that you could hear the beat of your heart increasing, your breath hitching, and suddenly the room feels hotter than ever.

or you fall asleep in his shoulder and suddenly he can’t move a single muscle anymore, but it’s fine, he thinks, as you nuzzle yourself unconsciously into his neck.

→ SUNA, kenma, kyotani (you fall asleep on his shoulders and instead of pushing you off him, he lets you sleep there and glares at anyone who stares at you guys.), kageyama, tsukishima.

BONUS: THE LOVE TRIANGLE TROPE — my guilty pleasure but also my most behated trope ever.

the male lead — the one who got the love interest in the end.

→ oikawa, tsukishima (it’s giving asshole male lead but gets the girl in the end anyway!), bokuto, terushima, tanaka, kageyama, atsumu, osamu, shirabu, goshiki, ushijima

the second lead — probably deserves the love interest as much as the male lead OR probably deserves the love interest more LMAO

→ akaashi (he treats the love interest so well and he just?? loves them sm?? even though he’s not the one that they picked?? crying he doesn’t even expect anything from them. he's the type of second lead every viewer was rooting for), iwaizumi, kindaichi, lev, yamamoto, and if i say suna, ennoshita, noya, konoha, koganegawa, semi, kawanishi

[lindtluirae]

🔞 SakuAtsu | Damned if I do, damned if I don’t | Rated E

If Atsumu thought too hard about what he was doing, he would be judging himself.

It was too late now for that anyway, seeing as he was standing on the platform waiting for Sakusa Kiyoomi’s arrival.

Had they met before? Sure. If one counted the volleyball tournaments in which they happened to occupy the same stadium. Atsumu had always been laterally aware of Kiyoomi’s presence; it was hard not to notice someone so talented.

What followed was… well.

It started innocuously enough. Not that Atsumu actually remembered why he texted Kiyoomi in the first place. It had something to do with volleyball, to be certain, but how that spiralled to their current predicament was beyond him.

He balanced on his toes, rocking in place to channel all the pent up energy choking him. He hadn’t slept a wink last night.

Not that he hadn’t tried. Kiyoomi just happened to be more persuasive.

Atsumu could feel his face warm thinking of all the promises Kiyoomi made him over the months for when they finally met.

How was he expected to act now? Would it be okay to just… reach out and touch Kiyoomi? Would Kiyoomi even find him attractive once they stood face to face, without a screen between them?

Just as he was about to vibrate out of his own skin, the train came to a stop, and Atsumu lost his breath.

He would notice that curly hair anywhere.

“Shit,” he mumbled to himself, schooling his expression as he raised his arm to wave.

Obsidian eyes zeroed in on him, dark and intense over the edge of his mask, and Atsumu had to remind himself that they weren’t anything. Late night calls and fun push and pull conversations notwithstanding.

No matter how much he wanted to fall right back to where they left off during their call, he had to get a grip on himself.

“Atsumu,” Kiyoomi said as he came to a stop before him, and wasn’t that something? To be this close, to hear his voice without the whoosh of a phone line between them.

“Omi.” Maybe he sounded a little breathless. Maybe there was no helping this or the giddiness he felt. “You made it.”

Kiyoomi’s eyes creased in a faint smile. “I did.”

“It’s good to see you,” Atsumu said. “At last.”

Kiyoomi’s smile, although hidden, was making him feel all sorts of things. “I guess your hair is really not piss yellow anymore.”

“Not that again,” Atsumu groaned, turning around to lead the way. “I showed you proof Omi, you just like bullying me.”

“Hmm.”

Atsumu led them to his car. It was his Ma’s but she agreed to lend it to him for the weekend so he could show Kiyoomi around Hyogo.

Though if Atsumu were to be honest, sightseeing was the last thing on his mind.

And then he and Kiyoomi were out of sight, sitting next to each other with only the centre console separating them. Atsumu stared hard at the windshield, not really seeing it as his skin prickled under the weight of Kiyoomi’s gaze. “So…”

“So.” He could hear the teasing lilt in Kiyoomi’s voice.

“Fuck it,” Atsumu mumbled, twisting in his seat.

Kiyoomi’s body jerked in surprise as Asumu tucked his mask out of the way and kissed him into his seat. He pulled back an inch to let out a strained breath. “Sorry, just… been wanting to do that for a long fuckin’ time now, Omi.”

Kiyoomi cleared his throat, cheeks beginning to pink. “Forgive me for thinking you’d at least wait until after we’ve made it to your house.”

Leaning back in his seat, Atsumu made a silly face. “No can do.”

“Needy bastard,” Kiyoomi teased.

“You love it,” Atsumu returned blithely, and reversed out of his parking spot.

*

Atsumu’s Ma was out for the day, and Osamu was at Suna’s, probably playing video games and shit talking Atsumu, but for once he didn’t care.

Because their absence meant that the moment he and Kiyoomi stepped into Atsumu’s home, Atsumu could turn around and pin Kiyoomi against the door.

“Eager aren’t we?” Kiyoomi murmured, allowing himself to be caged in Atsumu’s arms.

“Like you don’t wanna kiss me too, Omi,” Atsumu challenged, meeting his eyes.

They darkened, and Atsumu shivered when Kiyoomi leaned closer, his breath feathering over Atsumu’s chin. “I’m not the one pressing you to the door, At-su-mu.”

With willpower he didn’t know he possessed, Atsumu pried himself off Kiyoomi to take a few steps back, sighing resignedly. “I guess you don’t want to kiss me after al—”

Atsumu was reeled in too suddenly, the words dying on his lips as Kiyoomi’s mouth crashed down on his. Atsumu was encircled in strong arms and tucked against the open heat of Kiyoomi’s body as Kiyoomi’s mouth claimed him. “You talk too damn much.”

Teeth sunk in his bottom lip, shutting his protest to replace it by a groan. “Did you forget already?” Kiyoomi whispered hotly, hands slipping lower to grab two handfuls of Atsumu’s ass. “What I wanted to do to you?”

“Maybe you’re just all talk,” Atsumu riled, even as his breath wheezed out of him and his cock twitched in his pants. “Did you forget what I wanted to do to you?”

Their mouths collided again, a little roughly, and Atsumu moaned, sinking all ten fingers in Kiyoomi’s curls to pull savagely.

“Shit, shit, shit,” he whispered as he pushed his knee between Kiyoomi’s thighs and found him hard. “Please let me fuck you.”

“At least take me out to dinner first,” Kiyoomi bit out as Atsumu pressed his knee up where Kiyoomi ached.

“Is that what you want?” Atsumu rasped breathlessly. “Dinner, Omi?”

Kiyoomi’s head fell back with a strained breath, and Atsumu took that opportunity to latch his mouth to the milky curve of his neck. “Do you know what I want?”

“What?” Kiyoomi choked out, gripping his hips.

“I want you,” Atsumu bit at his neck. “In my bed. Naked.”

“Fuck, Atsumu,” Kiyoomi gasped out when Atsumu’s hand slid lower to press over his crotch.

“I want this in my mouth,” Atsumu murmured, so hard he was aching. “Would you put your cock in my mouth, Omi?”

“Shit,” Kiyoomi said, pushing him off. “Do it.”

Atsumu didn’t need to be told twice.

He didn’t care that they were in the middle of the hallway, that his door wasn’t even locked. All that mattered was the hundred fantasies he’d weaved for months now, of taking this man apart.

He fell to his knees, hungry and ungraceful, to fumble with Kiyoomi’s zipper and yank down his jeans. Kiyoomi stumbled, falling back against the door to steady himself as Atsumu clutched his hips and dove down to bury his face in Kiyoomi crotch.

A groan rumbled in his chest. “Fuck me, you’re everything.”

Kiyoomi’s shaky hand settled on his head, clutching his hair for support. “Shut up and get to it.”

“Fuck you, I’ve wanted this for months, let me savour it,” Atsumu retorted, his own hands shaking as he peeled down Kiyoomi’s boxers. “Fuck baby, you’re so hard for me.”

Kiyoomi gnawed on his lips, and Atsumu, driven insane with lust, nuzzled the crease of his thigh, looking up at him with so much hunger that Kiyoomi’s eyes squeezed shut and his breaths trembled. “…please.”

Fuck, Atsumu was a goner.

He parted his lips, his tongue curling around the head, and delighted in the twitch of Kiyoomi’s hips. “Don’t tease.”

Atsumu rubbed his cheek against Kiyoomi’s cock, grinning. “Or what?”

Kiyoomi’s thumb pinched Atsumu’s chin, his eyes so dark and desirous that Atsumu felt himself leaking precum into his underwear. “Open your mouth, Atsumu.”

A thrill jolted down his body as he complied, parting his lips for Kiyoomi to feed him his cock. “There,” Kiyoomi breathed. “All it takes to shut you up is a cock in your mouth, right baby?”

Atsumu moaned, his body throbbing as Kiyoomi’s straining length pushed down his throat, so hot and heavy. He hollowed his cheeks, trying to take more of him in, suddenly desperate to be full.

“Shit, you’re so hungry for it.” Kiyoomi’s hips thrust forward, making Atsumu choke. But Atsumu didn’t draw back, instead relishing the sting of tears in his eyes and the way his jaw strained. “Do you want me to fuck your throat, baby?”

Atsumu was going to die as he tried to nod his head, his eyes pleading fervently for it.

“Yeah?” Kiyoomi groaned, thrusting again. “God, I want to ruin you.”

Atsumu was already ruined. On his knees and slobbering, and so hard he could burst from it.

Kiyoomi was going to cum down his throat and he needed it with everything within him. He bobbed his head, trying to meet him halfway, drunk on the expletives bursting out of Kiyoomi’s mouth.

“Shit, Atsumu—” Kiyoomi pulled out, panting. “Wait baby, wait.”

“No,” Atsumu gripped his thighs. “Need you to finish. In my mouth.”

Kiyoomi looked wrecked.

Asumu felt gone.

Kiyoomi’s hard cock was placed in his mouth again, and Atsumu was hit by the fact yet again that this was Kiyoomi, the man he’d been fantasised about for so long now, the man he touched himself to on lonely nights, the man who made him cum on camera just to watch the way his face twisted.

And now Atsumu got to see Kiyoomi fall apart.

He didn't realise he was coming too until a hot thrill seized him and his hips jerked, rolling into nothing as he spurted in his pants, and Kiyoomi flooded his mouth.

Atsumu moaned brokenly, overcome by the way his mouth was all too full of Kiyoomi, by the bruising hands in his hair, by Kiyoomi’s raw groans.

He pulled off to breath, his chin glistening with Kiyoomi’s release to gasp in a breath and wipe his face with the back of his hand. “Shit, that was so hot.”

Kiyoomi’s eyes were heavy lidded and hazy. “Come here.”

Atsumu rose on wobbly knees to meet Kiyoomi’s sated kiss. “How do you want me?”

“It’s okay,” Atsumu said, a little embarrassedly, and wrapped his arms around Kiyoomi’s shoulders. “I already finished.”

Kiyoomi’s eyebrows arched.

Blushing, Atsumu kissed him to avoid his eyes.

Kiyoomi met him kiss for kiss, their tongues brushing tentatively until Atsumu’s heart was in pieces. “Lay in bed with me?”

“Okay,” Kiyoomi agreed, brushing a hand through Atsumu’s hair.

Atsumu took his hand in his and led him to his and Osamu’s room.

His bunk bed wasn’t big enough for two athletes, but Atsumu was glad for it, because it meant he and Kiyoomi could lay flushed side to side, faces inches apart to breathe each other in, and wasn’t that what Atsumu really wanted?

To be reduced, to be shattered and remade by Kiyoomi’s hands until nothing else mattered?

“Thank you for coming to see me,” Atsumu whispered as they laid there in his sun soaked bedroom, in his too warm sheets, smelling like sex and Kiyoomi’s spicy cologne.

Atsumu could smell Kiyoomi all over his body.

His heart squeezed at the feeling of being claimed, even when Kiyoomi wasn’t his, and he wasn’t Kiyoomi’s. But he could indulge… he could indulge and then think later.

Kiyoomi’s leg slipped between his. “I wanted to see you, too.”

“Was it like you imagined?” Atsumu asked tentatively.

“Mhm,” Kiyoomi hummed, nuzzling his throat.

Atsumu ran his fingers through soft, silky curls and felt his chest grow heavier. He leaned down to bury his face in Kiyoomi’s hair. “Omi.”

“Atsumu,” Kiyoomi returned softly.

“Would you let me love you?”

He shouldn’t ask, he knew, because Atsumu wouldn’t like the answer. Because they were too complicated and Kiyoomi was hung up over Ushijima and Atsumu over Kita, and yet here they laid in his bed and Atsumu wanted, so viciously, to belong. “Let me love you, Omi.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” Kiyoomi said, regretful.

Atsumu clutched him tighter, taking that for the denial it was. “I want you.”

“I’m here,” Kiyoomi reassured, curving over him.

Their lips met, slow and savouring, and Atsumu pretended his eyes weren’t stinging with tears as his arms encircled Kiyoomi and held them chest to chest. “I’d treat you so well,” Atsumu choked out.

“I know baby,” Kiyoomi shushed him, pressing sweet kisses to the corners of his lips. “Let's not think about it right now, okay?”

“Okay,” Atsumu nodded, pulling him down again. “Kiss me more.”

“Come here,” Kiyoomi said, brushing his hair. “I’ve got you.”

Atsumu rolled over him, kissing him breathless and trying to drown himself in it before he drowned inside his own feelings. He had a lot of love to give, Osamu always told him that he’d get himself hurt trying to give it to people who didn’t want it.

But what could Atsumu do? Keeping it inside him would inevitably kill him. It tended to bleed out of him, and he was helpless to stop it.

His hands mapped down Kiyoomi’s lithe body, relishing every inch. “You’re so beautiful, Omi,” he whispered.

“You are too,” Kiyoomi touched his face as Atsumu sank down for another kiss.

“I can’t believe I get to hold you like this.” Atsumu’s whisper was a little broken as he stroked his fingers through Kiyoomi’s hair and pressed kisses over his face. He nuzzled his cheeks, breathing tremulously. “You’re so perfect, Omi.”

“Stop it,” Kiyoomi said, embarrassed.

“No,” Atsumu denied, leaning back to watch him. He ran his fingers down Kiyoomi’s body again. “I’m going to touch you… and kiss you… and take care of you…”

Atsumu’s hand wrapped around Kiyoomi’s throat, though there was no pressure behind the action. “And love you,” he added in a softer whisper. “Even if it hurts me.”

He could feel Kiyoomi’s thick swallow beneath his hand. “You’re crazy.”

Atsumu leaned down to kiss him again. “I’m going to make you fall in love with me,” Atsumu vowed against his lips.

“Atsumu…”

Atsumu seared his taste on Kiyoomi’s lips, leaning down to nuzzle the space behind his ear. “Mine.”

Kiyoomi whimpered.

“Mine, Omi. Say it.”

Kiyoomi swallowed shakily, and then, “Yours.”

“That’s right,” Atsumu agreed, choking on his own breaths. “Mine, Omi. I’m going to make you forget the world.”

“Please,” Kiyoomi pleaded, clutching his shoulders in a bruising grip.

“I’ve got you,” Atsumu reassured, pressing his whole weight down on Kiyoomi until they were suffocating each other, and Kiyoomi was all he could breathe, see and touch. “Look at me baby,” Atsumu touched his cheek. “I’ve got you.”

Kiyoomi nodded rapidly.

“My love,” Atsumu sighed, kissing the sweet breath from Kiyoomi’s lips.

Mine, mine, mine, Atsumu thought fervently, and wished for it to be true.

[blucassiopeia]

Vanilla Twilight

ー requested by anon!

warnings: angst, mentions of su!c!de, freak accidents, depression and moving on

a/n: um, anon, and all, i don't know if you can enjoy this but have fun reading! but don't let this piece confuse you, but it's okay to be confused, just ask me wink wink

listen to the song

Osamu remembered the frantic airport staffs, inaudible yellings, running around and incessant radio communication. He can just make up a little but got no clue what was happening.

Osamu remembered the cute giggles of the 5-yr-old twins, a reaction from a silly-faced Tetsurou that he wished he took a picture from to laugh at with the others later that evening.

And you. Osamu remembered your laughters, eliciting from the giggles of your twins, wrapping your arms around your 3-yr-old toddler dressed in Hawaiian shirt seated on your lap. He remembered that he grumbled at the thought that the six of you are seated on a bench just off the waiting area of the Okinawa airport and wearing the same Hawaiian outfits as a pun. He remembered he tried not to blame you for his outfit because you were very attractive in your sundress to blame at.

And thenー

And then, he achingly remembered you crying so hard, a face he and Tetsurou worked so hard to erase from you after being widowed exactly a year ago. You cried after hearing something so illogical for him to also process as he walked with the airport staff to wherever they are taking him.

He remembered bombarding the GC until someone anyone replies something, anything. Much to his dismay, the ones who replied are not with the others. He was shaking, kept guided by the staffs as they enter a frantic room. Some of them shot their eyes on Osamu and he remembered someone whimpered from the side but he didn't cared.

"Sir? Can you confirm things for us?" He remembered he heard a lady talking to him, asking. He nodded so absentmindedly as he stared at his phone, constantly dinging and ringing.

"The one flight you're waiting for is JP3749 from Tokyo to Okinawa flight time 8:45 - 10:30am, is that correct?" He nodded, eyes still in his phone. He remembered he didn't wanna look anyone in the eyes.

"It is a chartered commercial plane and you know everyone on board except for the crew, am I correct sir?"

He remembered shaking at the question. "Is my brother okay?" was the first question he administered to the staffs. It was hoarse, from pending tears and nervousness and anxiety dwelling from within.

"We have the list of the passengers listed from Haneda Airport. We need you to confirm it."

And a clump of paper was issued on his sight, across the table. He remembered he first recognized Yuu's name, followed by Koushi's and the list went on. His eyes scanned it fast.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Hirugami Fukuro

Hoshiumi Korai

Kageyama Tobio

Meian Shugo

Kita Shinsuke

Hinata Shoyo

Suna Rintaro

Miya Atsumu

Heisuke Riseki

Akaashi Keiji

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Yamamoto Taketora

Kozume Kenma

Tsukishima Akiteru

Tsukishima Saeko

Tsukishima Daiki

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

Tanaka Kiyoko

The list was still long but his eyes were glued at his brother's name. He remembered blinking so hard, tapping so hard on the desk, shallow breaths, his shaking thighs and falling tears. He remembered wishing he was only dreaming.

"Rescue teams? Are the rescue teams going? Please take me. My brother's in there."

"The airline provided a rescue team, they're maybe en route the crash site, off the coast of Miyazaki."

He remembered asking for more rescue teams but they said they still have to assess the situation. What the fuck, he remembered cursing under his breaths, growling at them for more rescue teams. His friends, his brother needs every rescue personnel right at that moment. He remembered begging on his knees for help, on taking him there if it is what it takes, anything he can do to help save everyone, anyone, especially his brother.

He remembered convincing himself that they are well, and they had a good crash if ever any crash was good and they're just not answering their phones because it's in flight mode probably. But the anxiousness he's feeling was off the charts.

He remembered the stinging sun and the wild August waves of Miyazaki and how he wished he had a picture of you to calm him down while heading to the actual crash site in a speedboat. He left you with Tetsurou and the kids in Okinawa, to peel you away from the anxiousness as remotely as possible though he knows that won't help. He remembered and regretted, he should've stayed with you instead.

He remembered his mom waiting for him in the port area where the rescue teams are gathering and he ignored her, still can't find the right words to say, and maybe a big bit guilty for dodging something like this alone. He remembered he stared at her eyes, promising to take his brother home, to which he knew was impossible now, but he had to at least try. His brother was his everything, though sometimes they may bicker but he loved him more than anything.

Six weeks in and still got a quarter of the bodies to recover. He remembered that for every body he saw and recognized, he prayed his brother was just alive and off a beach somewhere, keeping his silly smile intact. Every body he sees and recognizes, he cries for forgiveness and wishes to the stars for anything to quell his unsurmountable despair.

Thenー

Then, he remembered seeing his shirt floating way off the crash site. He remembered jumping to the water, the yells of the rescuers far off behind him. He remembered grabbing it, paddling and crying, hugging it and whirling his head in search for the owner. He remembered diving, to which the rescuers forcefully grabbed him out of the water, scolding him but he didn't care. He was holding his brother's tattered shirt. He knew it's his, he has a matching dark one to which Atsumu gifted him three Christmas ago.

His world fell into pieces.

He can't remember the trip back to Okinawa, but he remembered wishing he was dead like what the others assumed the other quarter still missing. He remembered them assuming they must've been blown up due to the explosion of the fuselage of the plane, he can't listen to them anymore.

He remembered you, crying infront of him, begging for some good news but Osamu just hanged his head low in tears to which you cried your heart out with the others he didn't remember. He remembered the news declaring there are no survivors and how the country grieved for the young lives taken, for the still budding small families of Tadashi, Akiteru, Keiji.. how the Japanese Volleyball Association grieved for all the volleyball players, the bests among the generation. The world grieved with them, but he didn't care much of their sympathy.

He remembered you sleeping in his arms after a long day of crying, him waking up to your sobs and he kisses your head so tenderly to somehow comfort you but he knew he can't ever take the pain away, as much as it can't do to his. He remembered hugging you tight and letting you cry until you both fell asleep.

Then.. he remembered waking up at 2am, without you in his arms. He remembered searching for you in the bed and on the floor, only to find a closed but lit bathroom. He remembered dozing again to sleep. He remembered letting Tetsurou punch his guts out and yelling after Osamu saw your figure sprawled on the cold floor of the bathroom, blood covered the floor, already dried from your wrists. He remembered kneeling and begging for you to wake up, and Kenjiro dragging him away from your body to check some life outta you.

He remembered Kenjiro crying, padding your cold wrist and temples for signs of pulse, and yelled for an ambulance.

He remembered your kids crying.

He remembered that the already shattered world he has just shattered a bit more, now to dust and got blown by the August dry winds.

He remembered praying hard to the stars for one more chance.

He remembered praying hard, asking for a replay so maybe he can change what'll happen.

He remembered praying, crying hard to the dawn skies.

His reminiscing was cutted off by a very familiar giggle and he can't help but smile.

"Chamuuuu~"

He turned his head to face your daughter, Hinata, running towards his sitting self on the beach, basking in the vanilla twilight. She was followed by a bullying Tetsurou and your sons, Takeshi and Mitsuki.

Hinata quickly sat on Osamu's lap and stared at his face, and immediately frowned, wiping dried tears off his cheeks. Osamu kissed her little hands and stared at your face in her face, a spitting image of her mother.

"Let's go. Doc Daisuke is already here to pick us up."

Osamu kissed Hinata's cheek to which she giggled again, her golden-hair blending to the pastel colors of the skies. He stood on his feet and picked her up, huffing as he took one last look of the shore you should've seen. He wishes you're here, wishes you're all here to witness this spectacle.

"I bet they're somehow glad we are still alive and kicking." Tetsurou mused as he too stared at the twilight, achingly slow on turning to a light blue hue.

You might've never known when you're still alive, that Osamu loves you, but he wonders that now you're in a much better place and looking after them, do you realize it? Of how he just wanted you to be happy even if it took a big toll on him? Of how your death, his last thread holding up his happiness, snapped in just one moment unannounced?

Maybe. And maybe he can move forward. It won't be the same anymore but as long as he don't forget his lost friends, his brother, you, it'll suffice, the memory will suffice. For as long as he thinks about you, he won't feel so alone. His vast feelings for the ones he has lost is as the ocean and it will keep him alive and moving.

He felt Hinata snuggle on the crook of his neck, and God he wished it was you. "Chamuu~ cold."

"Okay, let's go."

Maybe it's not so bad to stitch back his happiness, with the memories he won't dare forget, to the new ones he'll achieve soon, and to the new people he'll meet, and to the ones that remained, that you had left him.

"I'll reopen Onigiri Miya. What will you do, Tetsurou?"

"Open a volleyball clinic for the kids. Yuki will help after she retires from figure skating in two months, everyone left will help."

"I'm thinking of Fukurodani to be their school, can we finance it?"

"Doc Takashi and Doc Akaashi is going all out for the kids, don't worry."

And before Osamu knew it, they're heading back to mainland Japan after one and a half long year, Okinawa far behind, and plans for the future waiting for him to get signed.

Reblogs and interactions are appreciated. Theories will be entertained. Cassie 2023.

[thatonericeball]

When They Find Out You’re Sick 〜 🤧

TW: Some swearing

You hear a voice from downstairs in your house, it’s muffled but from the sounds of it they’re talking really fast. You hear booming from the stairs leading up to your room and a loud whack. There’s a rustling noise and suddenly your door handle starts to move. In all honesty, you’re a bit scared because it feels like one of those scenes in a horror movie before someone gets killed. The anticipation builds and then they blast through your door, “THE ONE TIME I CAN’T OPEN DOORS YOU’RE DYING!!” You jump, maybe a scream a bit before you realise it’s them.

Bokuto, Noya, Hinata, Gin, Yamamoto, Tanaka, Kindaichi, Lev, Akiteru, Koganegawa, Hoshiumi, Asahi

Honestly you feel kind of judged by how thoroughly your room is getting cleaned. It was like one minute you’re lying in bed sneezing, coughing but they could have brought in a whole S.W.A.T team and the CIA to arrest the germs and bacteria. Despite that, there seems to be this underlying sense of judgement about the single speck of dust on your bookshelf. Besides they don’t wanna admit that they do care about you and they’d rather say they have better things to do or talk about other stuff. You feel a little inclined for intruding in on their “tight schedule” but with a huff and a dust of your shelves they say “it’s fine, just do get sick again I’ll be alone at school”

Sakusa, Kita, Yaku, Ushijima, Kunimi, Suna

You message him saying you’re not coming to school because you’re sick. Z e r o shits are given. His reply back is dry af like it’s just a “k” or “cool” ….or so you thought. You lie back down, a bit disappointed there wasn’t more to the bare text but you know it’s not a big deal. However, it was to him now. Sitting in class, he thinks and slowly worry begins eating away at him little by little. Maths, English, Science as each period goes by he thinks more about it. “My message wasn’t that bad but…”, “she knows I care right? …right?”, “No…wait…no I can’t be that bad surely not but what if **incoherent mumbling**”. It finally gets to the last period and the thought of his text to you has consumed his thoughts. He rushes to grab his phone but not too quickly as someone might notice. He’s not embarrassed about it…at all. He texts you back heaps of messages and/or a paragraph that mentions a offering of pudding.

Atsumu, Akaashi, Goshiki, Semi, Osamu, Kageyama

He feels so awkward because in truth he doesn’t know how to ask if you’re okay even though it sounds so simple. He either feels mostly shy or just out of place doing it. He’s noticed that’s been pretty inconsiderate of him and he does feel a bit guilty to say the least. One day the two of you were heading up class and he mustered up the courage to ask. He can’t even look you in the eye and he stutters a bit which is a pleasant surprise to you considering all you’ve seen is his confident exterior. Eventually, he manages a “Hey are you feeling okay?” You’re very happy that he asked this because he’s showing a softer side to himself. You smile and nod which makes him sigh with relief because he knows you’re fine. Although, he also seems to smile at how your mask looks too big for your face.

Tsukishima, Kenma, Iwaizumi, Shirabu, Terushima

He just sits beside you in bed and you insist he leaves you be because you might pass it on but this just causes him to go off about how “some germs aren’t strong enough to beat him”. He jokes about how he’s better than every little germ that’s causing your cold and that if he could, he’d personally fight them. He leans in for small kisses on the cheek from time to time but back out to tease and say “what a shame I can’t catch your cold!” ….he caught it anyways.

Kuroo, Oikawa, Futakuchi, Konoha, Ukai, Tendou, Daishou

“Huh? You’re sick okay I’m coming over, see you soon” he hangs up before you can say anymore. You didn’t want him to come over because you’d definitely pass it on to him but when he walked through the door you felt so much better. Knowing which blankets you find softest and the pillows you find the comfiest, he makes it his “duty” that they’re all with you. He’s hardworking presence that’s focused and determined on caring for you makes you smile more than anything else. “You sure about this? You might get sick,” you ask worriedly he nods, “Mm I’m sure! I just want you to feel better!”

Kai, Yamaguchi, Sugawara, Ennoshita, Shibayama, Fukunaga, Inuoka, Komori, Akagi, Aran, Daichi

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what they need to hear from you

## ft. miya osamu, miya atsumu, sakusa kiyoomi, akaashi keiji, kuroo tetsuro

## a/n. sometimes they just need a little love <3

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MIYA OSAMU just feels exhausted. setting his cap down on the shoe cabinet, he trudges with heavy feet to your shared room. upon seeing his fatigued state, you beckoned him over from the bed. osamu fell on his knees onto the floor, his head resting on top of your thighs while his hand drew small circles on your soft skin. "it's okay to be tired, love. take it slow, one at a time, hm? can you do it for me, sweetheart?" nodding his head against your thigh, the coolness of relief washed over him. it was scary to be vulnerable but over time, you helped osamu learn that he doesn't have to be strong all the time.

MIYA ATSUMU’S favourite way of cooling down after a long was laying between your legs, letting your fingers roam through the blonde tousles of his hair. sometimes, atsumu just wants to hear someone tell him that they are proud of him. not just because he was the top scorer of the game, but they want to be someone's pride for working hard to where he is. "you worked hard, 'tsumu. it's okay to rest, there is nothing wrong with that." a small contented hum sounded from atsumu's chest as he lets his head lull to the side to rest against your thigh.

SAKUSA KIYOOMI just isn't feeling himself today. nothing is going right for him and he is on the edge of losing it. as you looped your arms around his waist from behind in an attempt to comfort him, you noticed that he flinched at your touch. in that moment, he feared that you would be offended. he feared that it will come true -- that everything is his fault. "i'm here if you wanna talk, omi. i'll always be here for you, ready to listen." there it was, someone that was willing to listen. tears stung sakusa's eyes at the thought of being worth someone's time.

AKAASHI KEIJI ran his fingers through his disheveled hair for the umpteenth time. the pressure on his chest magnifying, taking a toll on his morale by the second. workload after workload, it didn't seem to keiji that he is clearing anything. the little clatter of a cup of tea interrupted keiji's spiral, making him peer up from the hands that were previously dragging down his face. you reached your hand out to weave your fingers through his hair, smoothing it to the sides to tidy up his tangled hair. hands settling at his cheeks, you pulled his forehead to your lips. "you're almost there, keiji. i'm proud of you." you whispered against his forehead, his eyelids falling to relax in your hold as he exhaled shakily.

KUROO TETSURO released a long sigh, leaning back into his office chair. eyes bored into the ceiling, his thoughts drifted to you. have you eaten lunch? did you miss him? kuroo's hand shuffled through his drawer to pull out his phone, its screen lighting up to show a picture of the two of you on a food date the previous weekend. a small ping from his phone had him shooting up from his seat, hands scrambling to open your message. a small smile crept onto kuroo's face as he stares at the picture of you holding a cute bowl of your lunch, along with the caption, "tetsu!! look at my lunch!! i can't wait to see you tonight, i miss you <3". god, he missed being around you.

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[frogtanii]

oh fuck, fuck, shit. this was not how things were supposed to go down.

what was supposed to happen, according to the magnificent imagination library of sugawara koushi (don’t judge him, he made the name when he was like 5), was that he’d get a little drunk after spa night and share his story with his newfound friends. he was hoping for a maybe a few hugs, no words of pity and, once again if he was lucky, a seat beside you while you watched some sappy lighthearted comedy to get his mind off of the whole situation.

what suga got instead, however, was an increasingly pissed you, ready to pounce on meiko the second you got. he couldn’t pretend that your reaction wasn’t incredibly endearing, especially since he’d never seen you get this angry in all the time he’s known you, but koushi couldn’t help but worry that after this... everyone would know.

so he raced after you down the hall, until you burst into meiko’s room with the rest of the group hot on your heels.

meiko looked up from rummaging through her bags, startled, while iwaizumi immediately jumped to her defense. you were not deterred, peering around him with such fire in your eyes that not even meiko was immune.

sugawara was actually rather impressed with the stoicism you held even when you stood face to face with iwaizumi’s biceps.

god, those arms.

“meiko, you fucking bitch,” you muttered, lowly and under your breath. the gasp meiko let out was absolutely scandalized as iwaizumi pressed himself closer to you.

“hey, don’t you dare talk to her that way,” iwa expressed, instantly drawing your attention. suga didn’t even pretend to hide the gasp that escaped his throat as he watched your eyes turn even more steely and cold.

he’d hate to be on the receiving end of your empty gaze.

“get the fuck out of my way,” your smaller hand found its way to the center of iwaizumi’s broad chest and pushed.

faintly, over the sound of blood rushing in his ears, koushi could hear atsumu yell something along the lines of get em angel! but his eyes were utterly stuck on you fiery form.

your own eyes remained focused on meiko who was now cowering behind iwaizumi’s back but for the first time ever she actually looked... scared?

koushi felt something alight in stomach (rage? hurt?) as he watched the woman who’d unapologetically taken something he’d never ever get back with no remorse, look fucking scared.

of course she would have the audacity to be afraid in the eyes of pain and not her horribly absent morality.

fucking hell. she was so going to get what was coming for her.

koushi let a manic grin grow on his face as he watched you shove iwaizumi harder to finally, finally, get your hands on the woman who’d destroyed his life.

when hajime tried to get back between you and meiko, bokuto, atsumu, and sakusa stepped up to keep him away. suga suddenly felt two solid presences appear at his sides, a quick glance out of the corners of his eyes informing him it was kuroo and kenma beside him.

“do you wanna leave?” kuroo leant down to whisper, his deep voice vibrating at the shell of suga’s ear. koushi absentmindedly shook his head no, brown orbs watching as you whispered something in meiko’s ear, her eyes immediately going wide in shock.

god, he wished he was right there next to you, listening to every piece of bullshit meiko spat out of her mouth and from the looks of it, it was a ton.

kuroo and kenma began to speak over suga but he was too occupied with you — you looked so powerful and in control as you stood over meiko, saying something else that he couldn’t hear but whatever it was, it must’ve upset meiko because her face twisted from afraid to fucking pissed.

he couldn’t do anything but watch in slow motion as meiko’s hand flew up and slapped you square across the face.

the room fell silent as everyone looked on in utter shock. (un)surprisingly, you weren’t startled at all — you actually looked pleased as you touched your cheek gently as though you were surprised it even hurt.

koushi’s theory was then proved correctly as your voice rang out through the silent room. “wow. that actually kind of stung.” kenma snorted next to him at your nonchalance as another wave of admiration overtook him.

suga knew he must have been looking pretty enamored by you but it was only amplified as the whole house watched your hand fly down into meiko’s face, slapping her at least twice as hard.

now, kenma straight up cackled as you and meiko fell into an all out fight where you clearly had the upper hand.

behind your little defense squad, iwaizumi attempted to fight past the wall of strong men to get to meiko, but there was no way he could get past bokuto’s arms that were big enough to rival his.

unfortunately for suga (and kenma who was having the time of his life), all the noise from the thrashing and screaming (coming mostly from meiko) had attracted quite the crowd. daichi and osamu immediately rushed to yank you off of meiko who was now lying on the ground yelling and sobbing.

she was an absolute wreck, her mascara smeared across her face, extensions pulled every which way and a bright red handprint plastered on her left cheek as a black eye seemed to be coming in on the same side.

you, on the other hand, whilst being dragged away by osamu and daichi, looked absolutely stunning.

your hair was a mess, blood was running from your nose down your to your chin, and you had a feral grin spread across your face but even still, to suga, you’d never looked more beautiful.

at first, koushi thought it was because he had a minor blood kink (don’t ask) but after more thought, he discovered that it was more than likely due to the fact that you had physically fought for him.

you’d decided, on some merits unknown to him, that he was worth getting bitchslapped for and that meant more to him than you could ever know.

“hey,” kenma’s soft voice shook him out of his thoughts as he gently led him out of the room. “they’re putting yn in her room so we’re gonna go there, ok?”

koushi thinks that kenma could’ve led him straight into a pit of lava if that’s where you were. he just desperately needed to see you, to thank you for what you’d done for him.

suga needed to prove to you that your bloody nose wasn’t in vain — that he was somehow worth fighting for.

℗ poker face

a boy worth fighting for

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[sluttsumu]

HAIKYUU BOYS & THEIR KINKS

featuring: various characters

warning(s): 18+, f!reader, pet play, daddy/mommy kink, impact play, choking, praise, degradation, dumbification, dacryphilia, overstimulation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, weapon play (gunplay, knifeplay), cnc, public sex, bondage, watersports, humiliation, and breeding, holy shit that’s a lot.

a/n: these are about everything i can think of LOL, also do y’all want twitter links for each character? cause i’ll do that.

PET PLAY

# HINATA, kuroo, hoshiumi, kita, matsukawa, SUGAWARA, tendou

kitten, pup, fox, bunny whatever it is they fucking love it. pretty leashes, expensive collars, seeing you dressed up and obedient drives ‘em wild.

DADDY/MOMMY

# IWAIZUMI, BOKUTO, THE ENTIRETY OF INARIZAKI, MATSUKAWA, HANAMAKI, hirugami, DAICHI OMG, kageyama, kuroo, kenma, yaku, tanaka, USHIJIMA, OIKAWA

let me separate this for y’all

daddy: iwaizumi, bokuto, osamu, atsumu, suna, kita, aran, matsukawa, daichi, kuroo, yaku, ushijima, oikawa, hirugami

mommy: bokuto, ATSUMU, hanamaki, kageyama, kenma, tanaka, oikawa

god, call them daddy. call them daddy. makes them so hard, even outside of sex they love it. in a way it separates sex from reality, instead of asking “am i making you feel good” it’s so much more pleasing to hear “daddy’s making you feel good” it’s an honorific that can be taken by anyone, we love to see it.

MOMMY KINK TIME. the people who i put for this one are specifically switches, love when you ride them — typically how i see them using it. when you’re bouncing up n down on ‘em, and they’re so close to coming, just whining and whimpering the prettiest “mommy please” because they’re scared you’ll steal their orgasm away from them.

IMPACT PLAY

# KYOTANI, suna, iwaizumi, OSAMU, DAICHI, nishinoya tbh,

they just like to have their hands on you. grabbing, slapping, pulling, biting, spanking, all of it. love the way you wince, whimper, yelp, scream, etc when they hit you, it’s all about reactions for them.

CHOKING

# SAKUSA, terushima, atsumu, tsukishima, kyotani, OIKAWA

when I’M talking about choking i don’t mean i slight squeeze, no. i mean almost passed out, eyes rolling back, no breathing choking. not a lot of mfs have the heart for that, they do tho. they’d choke you till you almost pass out then take their hand off and say “not yet baby i still gotta cum” absolute heaven.

PRAISE

# BOKUTO, KUROO, ATSUMU, HINATA, OIKAWA, IWAIZUMI, AKAASHI

see a lot of people use praise, BUT THESE ARE THE KINGS OF PRAISE. you take it so well, and they won’t forget to remind you how pretty you look taking them as well. such a good girl.

DEGRADATION

# OSAMU, IWAIZUMI, SAKUSA SAKUSA SAKUSA, ATSUMU, KYOTANI, SEMI, TSUKISHIMA, TERUSHIMA

oh they fuck their girls like, WHORES. specifically like this. they want you to know how slutty you are, how worthless you are to them only for the to use your body as they please.

DUMBIFICATION

# BOKUTO, suna, OIKAWA, terushima again bc he is a whore, TENDOU, daichi

oh my god, all they wanna see is you cock drunk, babbling, fucked DUMB. they fuck you so good you don’t even remember your name, if you don’t turn stupid by the time you cum, expect to go rounds.

DACRYPHILIA

# ATSUMU, OSAMU, kageyama, matsukawa, kyotani, USHIJIMA, tendou, sakusa

you just look so pretty when you cry. they wanna see nothing but tear soaked cheeks, and damp lashes as you cry on their cock <3

OVERSTIMULATION

# OIKAWAAA, TENDOU, osamu, kita, HINATA, kuroo

as current, and former athletes they know what it’s like pushing their bodies to the limit. but as kinky fuckers they want to push your body to its limit. just how much can you take till they’re satisfied?

EXHIBITIONISM

# atsumu, OIKAWA, HANAMAKI, tendou, sugawara

so pretty and on display for everyone to see and hear, the thrill that they get knowing someone is watching the two of you is unreal. bonus points if it’s someone they don’t like.

WEAPON PLAY

# SUNA, kita? IDK I THINK OF HIM AS YAKUZA, kyotani, hear me out SAKUSA, both twins

gun to their head while eating you out knowing you shaky hand could pull the trigger any time? yea. knife to your throat while you ride? absolutely. the danger, and risk makes the adrenaline all worth it. THE ONLY THING I COULD THINK OF IS “don’t pull that trigger baby, don’t want me dying now” SCREAMING.

CNC/SOMNOPHILIA

# HEAR ME OUT AGAIN USHIJIMA?, kunimi tbh, SAKUSA he loves it, kenma, aone tbh

quiet, and heavy moans as they plow into you while you’re asleep trying not to wake you up, and even if you do all the better for them.

PUBLIC SEX

#KUROO, TENDOU, atsumu, BOKUTO, OIKAWA

i did specific hcs about this already if you want to see them they’re here. but they just love fucking in public, the risk that anyone could catch you, or maybe they just couldn’t wait till the two of you got home.

HUMILIATION

# SUNAAAA, atsumu, SAKUSA, TSUKISHIMA

they’re gonna make you feel humiliated and embarrassed for how bad you need them and how needy you are, they think it’s cute when you cover your face tryna hide the pretty faces you make for them.

BONDAGE

# IWAIZUMI, OSAMU, TANAKA, USHIJIMA, SAKUSA

handcuffs, rope, shibari, whatever will keep you restrained and restricted so they can ram you without having to pin your hands or keep your legs open.

WATERSPORTS

# you can’t tell me osamu doesn’t do this shit, SUNA TOO ACTUALLY, don’t kill me but shirabu, and kenma

i— if you know you know, if you dont know here.

sluttsumu 2021

[hajimescutie]

Madi Madi Madi omg angst to fluff time... when they get to busy with work and their kid thinks their dad hates them :0 - 🦉

# — their kid thinks their dad hates them

includes: o. miya, k. sakusa, & r. suna x gn!reader

genre: angst to fluff

warnings: some swearing and sad little kids

a/n: :o you know how much i luv angst to fluff 🦉anon. so sorry this took 5ever. i hope you like it! ilysm <3

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OSAMU:

you both knew what you were getting into when you decided to have a child with osamu. with him being the owner of his own, very popular, restaurant, it was inevitable that he wouldn't be home a lot.

but you didn't think it would come to the point where your little girl would constantly cry every night before bed, wailing for her father.

"when is daddy coming home?"

"i miss daddy..."

"i wanna stay up until daddy comes home!"

seeing tears stream down her chubby little cheeks broke your heart as each day passed. you tried to talk to osamu about it, hopefully opening his eyes on how much he's been neglecting his time with you and the little munchkin. but, that would only end up in arguments, and at this point you were fed up with it.

the worst part was that osamu knew he wasn't spending enough time at home as he should. but he just gets so busy. he works with some incompetent people so he has to step in and work twice as hard. he figured it would all pay off in the end, when really it's doing quite the opposite.

so tonight, even though he told you he was scheduled to close at the restaurant, he was able to find someone to cover for him. he didn't tell you, since he wanted to surprise you, and made his way home, driving a little faster than usual.

when he walked in, he tried to be as discreet as possible to not disturb the surprise. he walked to your guy's shared bedroom, only not to find you in there. he did hear a small giggle though, his heart soaring at the thought of being able to finally spend some time with his little girl and with his beloved partner.

he tiptoed toward her room, seeing that the bedroom door was slightly ajar. he peeked through the crack and saw you both on the floor playing with her toys. he was about to walk in before he heard a question that undoubtedly shattered his world.

you were mindlessly playing with the toys when you heard your daughter ask, "does... does daddy hate me?"

your head immediately shot up, eyes wide with sadness and heartbreak. "no, no, no, no, baby come here," as soon as you pulled her into your chest, her little sobs started to surround the room, your own eyes filling with tears.

"daddy doesn't hate you at all, my sweet angel. what makes you think that?" you asked, caressing her back.

her small voice was muffled by your shirt, "d-daddy's never home anymore... s-so he must not like me anymore, r-right?"

osamu took that as his cue to step into the room, startling both you and your daughter. you let the tears fall as soon as your saw him, his own getting watery at the sight of your weeping child.

he sat down next to the both of you, reaching for her and pulling her onto his lap. she looked up at him with a wide, teary gaze," daddy? you're home?"

"i'm home, angel. i'm here. daddy could never hate ya okay?" he cradled her chubby cheeks in his large palms, swiping away any stray tears.

"y-you promise?"

samu felt a couple of tears slip from his eyes, "i promise. i'm sorry i made ya feel like i hated ya. i love ya, i love ya both so much."

you crawled over to osamu and your daughter, pulling them into a group hug as you all wept on the floor of the bedroom. this was osamu's wake up call. he was going to be better, and you knew he would.

SAKUSA:

sakusa knows he hasn’t been the best father. he could tell from the way his little boy always had tear-stained cheeks whenever he went into his room when he got home from practice; or when he’d find you both fast asleep on the couch, most likely from waiting for him to get home.

you’ve exasperated the grief your child is going through to the curly-haired male on multiple occurrences. his excuse was always that he had to practice, or that hinata made him stay late to practice spiking, or he lost track of time.

sakusa used every possible excuse in the book. in all honesty, it broke his heart to see his little family so troubled all because he wasn’t home often. he’d been wanting to do better, but he just never had any time.

he rarely ever had a break, and if he did, it was either spent practicing or sleeping. you were at your breaking point and sakusa was on thin ice when it came to maintaining a good relationship with your child.

unfortunately, your breaking point was tonight when your little boy asked you a question before bed that completely threw you off.

“does daddy hate me?”

you immediately started crying, pulling your son into lap as your cradled him. “my baby boy, daddy could never hate you.”

"but he's never home... maybe it's because of me," that's when he starts to cry, balling up his fists to wipe away any tears that escaped his sad eyes.

"he's just busy, sweetie. i know he's never home but he loves you so much, i promise," you responded, sweeping the hair out of his face.

after you settled him down in bed, you trekked back into your bedroom, thoughts racing throughout your brain. your body was in shock, and you needed to have a very serious conversation with sakusa. you couldn't believe he let it get to this point to where your own child was questioning if his father even loved him. it broke your heart into a million pieces.

speak of the devil, right as you were about to climb into bed you heard the front door open and shut.

“now or never,” you guessed.

you waited patiently for him to saunter into your room, wracking your brain for any way of how to bring up a conversation like this to the curly-haired male.

after what felt like forever, he finally came in with tired eyes, his mask pulled under his chin, a frown evident on his handsome face. his eyes widened slightly to see you glaring at him, "you're still up?"

you didn't answer him, instead turning your head to break the eye contact, anger starting to build up in your chest. sakusa dropped his bag near the bed, coming to stand in front of you.

"what's wrong?" he asked, worry filled in his eyes.

there was a minute of silence before you finally looked up at him again, sakusa's heart dropping slightly as he saw something in your eyes. something he knew wasn't going to be good.

"i just had the weirdest conversation with our son today..." you started, "i was tucking him into bed, about to say goodnight before he asked me this question."

sakusa gulped, afraid of your next words.

"you wanna know what he said? he asked 'does daddy hate me?'" you snarled, making dead eye contact as you spat each word, hopefully getting him to realize how close he is to ruining everything.

sakusa felt like his whole world collapsed. he felt out of breath, so much he had to sit down on the edge of the bed. he ran a shaky hand through his black curls, head hanging low as he was beginning to feel like the worst parent in the world. how could he not have seen how much this was damaging your family? all those times he ditched you both for some more unnecessary practice, all those times of going to do god knows what with the msby team. how did it take him this long to realize how much his actions were hurting you and his son?

you came to stand in front of him. your intentions weren't to make him feel like a bad parent, you weren't trying to compete to see who was better at taking care of your guys' child. you loved sakusa more than anything in this world, all you wanted was the bare minimum; for him to make time for you and your son.

"omi, look at me."

when he did, you were surprised to see tears in his black eyes. you were about to open your mouth to continue when he suddenly grasped the end of your pajama shirt desperately, "please. don't leave me. don't take him. i'm sorry. i'm so so sorry."

you let out a shaky sigh, feeling your eyes begin to burn with tears.

"omi-"

"no, please let me speak."

you gave him a look before nodding sadly. he let out a deep breath, "i know i haven't been the best dad lately. i know i've been neglecting you, our son, our family. i know it shouldn't have taken me this long to realize that. i'm truly sorry for putting you both through that. i never want to make him feel like that again. i'll be better, i'll cut back on practice, i'll come home earlier-"

"daddy?"

you both whipped your heads to the bedroom door, seeing your son rubbing his eye tiredly with his little fist. "daddy? you're home?"

sakusa was over to him in an instant, scooping him up in his arms and hugging him with all he has. that's when the tears fell free, for both of you.

"hi bubs, daddy's here. i don't hate you. i love you so much, you're my world, both of you are."

he felt tiny hands make their way to his hair, playing with the frayed curls as your son's little head slumped on sakusa's shoulder. you walked over to the duo quietly, standing in front of you lover and wrapping your arms around the both of them. you felt a kiss on the top of your head as more tears and sniffles were let out.

"i'm going to be better. i promise."

SUNA:

you were at your wits end with suna.

this was the third time in three weeks that he had blown off yet another family date. when your daughter came into your life, you wanted to make an occasion where at least once a week you both take a day to spend time with your daughter, whether it be staying at home and watching movies or going out to eat or whatever the case may be.

it was always the same excuse.

"sorry babe, they're making us stay later for practice. raincheck?"

you felt like you were going to crush your phone while you dialed suna's number. you really didn't want to express your anger in front of your daughter, but you were left with no other choice.

although, you were slightly thankful when he didn't answer, but all the more frustrated that he's skipped out on yet another date. you let your phone slip out of your hand and onto the table at the restaurant you were at. you let out a frustrated sigh.

"is daddy not coming?" your daughter asked with a pout on her lips.

you frowned at her, "no, i'm sorry baby. he has practice again."

you both sat in silence, looking over the menu finally since you were waiting on suna so you could order. it wasn't until you heard a small sniffle that made your head shoot up, your daughter silently crying into her hands.

"oh sweet girl, come here," you pulled her into your side, rubbing your hand up and down her back, trying to calm her down.

as you were comforting her, you saw suna's contact appear on your phone, vibrating on the table. you let out a scoff, pressing what you thought was the ignore button.

"does daddy hate me?" you heard her ask from beside you.

you froze, the hand on her back pausing. you took her face in your hand gently, making sure that her gaze met yours.

"my sweet girl, daddy could never hate you, you hear me? he loves you so much. he just... gets busy," you reassured her.

if you weren't frustrated before, you were beyond fucking livid. you silent cursed yourself, cursed suna, cursed everything that was around you for her father making her feel hated because he wasn't showing up to your dates anymore.

once she calmed down, you promised to get her whatever dessert she wanted, hoping to end this date on a good note. as you both drove home, it was silent. you were too much in your thoughts about what your little one said to you. you kept hearing her question repeat over and over in your head, your heart breaking each time it replayed.

you finally pulled up to the house, a confused look appearing on your face when you saw suna's car parked in the driveway.

"weird," you thought, "maybe he got picked up from the house today."

but, your thoughts were wrong when you walked into your home to see it completely decorated with lights, flower petals, and some snacks near the tv where your daughter's favorite movie was paused. and in the middle of it all stood your tall, green-eyed lover with a sheepish look on his face, holding a bouquet of roses in his hand.

"rin," you started, "what is all this?"

"daddy!!!" your daughter ran straight to her father, wrapping her little arms around his tall legs.

he dropped the flowers and crouched down to her height, pulling her into a tight hug. he snuggled his face into her neck, feeling tears spring to his eyes, "hi sweet girl, i'm sorry i couldn't make it to the date today... i hope you know i could never hate you, you know that right?"

your eyes widened at his statement, thinking back to dinner when you realized now that you had accidentally accepted the call.

when suna heard those words come out of the small girl's mouth, he immediately told the coach he had to skip the rest of practice. he didn't wait for a response, bag already backed as he bolted out the door and to his car.

he cursed himself the whole way home. he felt like a piece of shit, he couldn't believe that he made his own child question whether or not he loved her. it's not that he intentionally misses the dates, the team is just always swamped with practice and it makes him lose track of time. whatever the case may be, it wasn't an excuse and he had to think of a quick way to make it up to the both of you. which led him to here.

"but daddy, you never show up to our dates anymore..." she mumbled with a pout.

"i know baby, and i'm so sorry. from now on, i'm going to be better, for both of you," he looked up at you when he said the last bit, placing a kiss on your daughter's forehead before making his way to you.

"'m so sorry, angel. i was- no, i am an idiot. i shouldn't have neglected you or her. can you give me a chance to make it up to you?"

you were about to answer when you felt little arms wrap around your legs and suna's, both of you looking down to see your little munchkin holding you tight.

you felt a smile creep on your face, looking back up to your lover, "okay rin."

"i love you both, so much."

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[bellesowl]

kiss and make up

- multiple characters 

⤷ atsumu, sakusa

genre: (an attempt at) angst to fluff ; established relationship, timeskip 

synopsis: in which you have an almost relationship-ending argument

word count: 2.1k total - about 1k each

warnings: fighting (obv), being called a burden, the boys are kinda mean but they make up for it i swear

- a/n: tbh i was kinda getting sick of writing just fluff so i wanted to spice it up a lil! if this sucks i’m probably going to stick to fluff fics but i think it should be fine? this one also only has 2 characs cause idk how i would be at writing angst LMAO if this does well enough i’ll post the one i have written w kuroo and iwa <3 but i feel like this kinda sucks so oh well

- thank u @kybabi for beta-ing <3

- miya atsumu

you n atsumu have been together since high school which is why you’ve always been inseparable

you went to the same college & moved in together right after, but once he got his job with the jackals, he insisted that you didn’t work and focused on getting your master’s degree

you reluctantly agreed, if only to be able finish & earn your phd soon after

because atsumu is always busy, it’s kinda become commonplace for you to do the chores around the house- like doing the laundry or washing the dishes or cooking dinner for him

but it’s gotten to the point where he expects it

atsumu sighs, unlocking the door to your shared apartment. today’s practice was rough, it was a day of hard conditioning and bad sets and he wanted nothing more than a good meal and to cuddle. the first thing he noticed when he walked in was the mess. instant ramen bowls were scattered everywhere, empty coke cans and dirty napkins were all over the floor, and there you were, in the eye of the hurricane. the second thing he noticed was that there was no homecooked meal.

surprised, he walks into the dining room to see you, furiously typing away at your laptop with four different books surrounding you. you hear his footsteps and look up.

“hey baby! how was practice?” you ask with a smile

atsumu grunts in reply and gestures toward the kitchen, “so.. what’s for dinner babe?”

your eyes widen, “oh shoot! i’m sorry, i was so busy studying for this final that i forgot to cook. do you mind-“ you stop when you see him roll his eyes and head out.

“um, where are you going? you just got home?” you ask, following him.

“out. i have to get food somehow” he replies, “especially because my useless s/o can’t cook a goddamn meal for me” he mutters under his breath

you stop in shock because did he really just say that?

“i’m sorry, i don’t think i heard you right.” you start but he interrupts you

“i said, i have to go get food because someone is too busy to cook a goddamn meal. what do you even do anyways- well, besides spend my money? the least you can do is cook for me, god.” he finally turns to look at you but he feels his heart stop at the look on your face.

not wanting to escalate the situation any further, you try to calm him down, “tsum, hey, i’m sorry i forgot to cook okay? this is my last final before the year ends and i just can’t afford to fail it, so i’ve been studying all day. if you come back to the kitchen, i’ll make you something, okay?”

“i don’t want to eat your half assed attempt at a meal, y/n. the whole point is that you couldn’t get off your ass for an hour to cook when i make the money, i paid for the apartment, hell, i’m even paying for your school! is it really too much to ask for you to stop being such a burden and cook and clean everyday?” he fumed.

you gape at him, shocked that he would even say that. to hell with not escalating things

“at least i want to do something more with my life than hit balls around and retire at 35” you hiss, “and i do everything in this house! i do the laundry, i clean the bathroom, i cook - i do all the things you refuse to. and do i complain? no. i offered to get a job but you refused.”

you turn around to grab your laptop and your textbooks, “just- just do whatever the hell you want to, atsumu.” and with that you walk out the door.

atsumu’s heart drops when he realizes that you actually left. sure, you’ve had arguments here and there, but you’ve never left. he pulls out his phone to call you when he sees you’ve left yours on the counter. knowing there’s nothing to do but wait at this point, he begins to clean up and calls osamu over.

-

it’s already 3 am when you walk back into your apartment, and you blink multiple times when you open the door. it’s ... clean? you’re sure it was a mess when you left, so how would it be clean? you sigh, too tired to think about it more and walk into the kitchen. your eyes widen at the sight. not only is your favorite food on the stove, but there your boyfriend is, asleep on the dining table. you smile slightly, well that explains things.

“ ‘’mu, hey, wake up babe.” you kiss him lightly and shake him.

he grunts and sits up, “baby! i’m so so sorry for what i said. you are in no way, shape, or form a burden, i have no clue why i said that. today’s practice was just really tiring, but i know i shouldn’t have taken it out on you. just please-” he sighs, “just please don’t leave me again.”

your heart breaks your teary eyed boyfriend. “shh, of course baby. i’ll never leave you again okay?” you say, tugging on his arm, “cmon babe, let’s go to bed, okay?”

“mm okay my love.” he replies and practically pulls you into bed. “i love you, okay?”

“i love you too baby.” you reply

“to the moon and back?” he asks

“yeah, and to infinity and beyond.” you reply, your lack of sleep hitting you hard

“oh, i didn’t know i was dating buzz lightyear”

you let out a loud laugh and just like that you both fall into the same routine, love radiating off both of you in waves.

- sakusa kiyoomi

dating sakusa was,, challenging

it definitely took him a while to get comfortable with you

so you guys have been dating for a couple years now, and at this point he’s def clingy

however there still moments when he reverts to his old self

this just happened to be one of those times

“OUT! AND JUST LIKE THAT, EJP RAIJIN TAKES THE WIN AGAINST THE BLACK JACKALS!”

the stadium is silent before the ejp cheering section erupts in cheers. you stay silent, watching your team below. you watch as sakusa stills, still in disbelief. you make your way down, practically sprinting to your boyfriend.

he sees you on the sideline and makes his way over to you. you put on your biggest smile and attempt to make him feel better.

“you did great, kiyo! you’ll get them next time, yeah?” you beam, knowing how hard he’s been training to beat his cousin

he eyes you warily, not knowing what to say.

usually, sakusa gets pretty clingy after games, so you you move to give him a hug.

“don’t touch me” he barked, jerking away from you. “if you hadn’t been distracting me, we would’ve won.”

you stare at him, refusing to let the tears flow. you both turn when you hear a certain setter yelling at the opposing middle and you sigh.

“um, okay then. i’ll see you at home, yeah?” you ask

sakusa merely nods and makes his way over to his teammates. you look around to see if anyone saw what just happened and you lock eyes with your boyfriend’s cousin, who walks over.

“congrats on the win komori! you guys did so well!” you cheered

“thanks, y/n! and i’m sorry about kiyoomi. i’m sure you know he gets that way sometimes.” he explains

you smile and shake your head, saying that you’re used to it and you both bid your farewells. as you walk out of the stadium, you think back to how your boyfriend, the one person you loved with everything you had in you, utterly embarrassed you in front of his whole team. before you know it, silent tears start streaming down your face. 

you enter your home and immediately rush to the bathroom. you draw yourself a bath and make some dinner while waiting. you assume that kiyoomi wouldn’t be home to have dinner with you anyways- and now that you think about it, you can’t remember the last time you had dinner together. after you finish your bath and eat your dinner, you decide to wait up for boyfriend and watch a couple episodes of your favorite show to pass the time. 

-

kiyoomi walks into his apartment at around 1 am, completely and utterly exhausted. he kicks his shoes off and drops his bag on the floor. The rustling rouses you from sleep and you sit up.

“hey kiyo” you say with a yawn, “where’ve you been all night?” 

sakusa ignores you in favor of getting ready for bed and you frown when he brushes past you. 

“kiyo, babe, what’s wrong? you’ve been ignoring me all night and i-” you start but he interrupts you before you can finish. 

“god, just shut up, y/n. can’t you tell i don’t want to talk to you right now? i’ve already had the worst day, i don’t need you making it any worse.” he snaps

"kiyoomi, look, i understand you’re upset but you shouldn’t take it out on me.” you reason, reaching out towards him, “listen, i’m here if you wanna-” 

“i said, do not touch me.” he seethes. “you are so fucking clingy y/n, lord, let me breathe a little.”

with those words, you explode. “you know what, sakusa,” he flinches when he hears his last name come out of your mouth, “i think i have the right to want to spend some time with my boyfriend! i haven’t seen you in god knows how long- you leave before i wake up and i fall asleep in an empty bed. i’ve been working my ass off to get some time off to watch your stupid volleyball game and what do you do? you embarrass me in front of your whole team!”

you sigh, wiping away the tears that continue that continue to fall. “listen, i don’t want to fight right now. i’m going to go stay at a friend’s house for the night, alright? i’ll see you tomorrow” you say, grabbing your purse. “if you’re even home tomorrow,” you add under your breath.

sakusa is in shock. the moment he saw your tears start to spill, he felt an undeniable and unrelenting ache in his chest that only seemed to grow with every work that came out of your mouth. and when the door shut? sakusa fell on his knees, his heart dropping. he truly couldn’t believe he said that to you. now all he had to do was wait till you got home.

-

2:38 pm - you check the time on your phone before pulling out your keys. you hope you made the right move, choosing to come back home while kiyoomi was still at practice. you open the door and the sight causes your eyes to widen.

there, on the couch with your favorite flowers in hand, is your boyfriend. he hears the door open and stands up abruptly.

“y/n, my love, i am so sorry. i truly cannot express how horrible i feel, and i cannot begin to understand how you feel.” he takes a deep breath, seemingly holding back tears. “i- i do love you. i love you more than i’ve ever loved anyone in my entire life. i know i’m not the best at expressing it, but you mean the world to me- no, you are my world. without you, i don’t know what i would do. so please-” his voice cracks, “just, please give me another chance?”

you run towards your boyfriend, practically tackling him. “kiyo, baby, of course. i love you too, you know? you just can’t do that anymore, yeah? you shouldn’t feel like you have the right to embarrass me just because you had a bad day. and please, don’t call me clingy? i know i do stick to you like glue sometimes, but that’s just because i never see you anymore.” you reply.

“that will all change, darling.” he answers sincerely, “i’ll make more time for you, i swear. in fact, i’ll take the week off, how does that sound?” at the sight of your smile, he relaxes.

“that sounds wonderful, yoomi.” you answer

sakusa feels the weight that’s been dragging him down lift and he realizes the effect you have on him- you’re his breath of fresh air. he also realizes how utterly idiotic it was to push away the one person who could make him feel better.

it’s fine, he reasons, he’ll just never make that mistake again. he swears it.

[akaashisbabygirl]

calling them by their name prank

characters involved: suna, bokuto, oikawa, akaashi, yamaguchi, hinata, kenma, kuroo, daichi, atsumu, iwaizumi, kita, osamu, sugawara, nishinoya, sakusa, tendou, ushijima, aran, matsukawa, kageyama, tsukishima

warnings: none

suna rintarō

“okay thank you suna” this man is gonna be all shocked. he’s gonna tell you straight then and there “my names not suna...” i highkey think he doesn’t like to be called suna by you, he prefers being called babe, baby or love, so when you’re not using those nicknames suna begins to act like a child and call you out for it. he will joke back when you say it was a joke and be like “i’m not going to sleep in the same bed as you tonight!!!”

bokuto kōtarō

“thank you bokuto” he starts to pout and fiddle with his fingers before he asks you if he’s done anything wrong. he looks to the floor too because he’s really scared that he’s upset you in some sort of way and doesn’t want you to be upset with him. he begins apologising saying he’s sorry for what he’s done. when you tell him that it’s just a prank, he’s relieved as he really did think that you were mad at him. the baby owl got a little sad

oikawa tōru

“okay oikawa” when he hears that name “oikawa” fall from your lips, his jaw drops from shock because he didn’t expect it at all. he asks you if you’re okay, a little pout on his face saying “you didn’t call me baby” when he’s talking to you. immediately, from his baby face, you tell him that it was just a prank and that you’re not mad at him. he feels glad that you’re not mad, but tells you to call him baby right now otherwise he will continue pouting

akaashi keiji

“thank you akaashi.” akaashi pouts. he literally fucking pouts. and then he’s like, “my names not akaashi!” and acts like a five year old, folding his arms, pouting because he likes it when you call him “baby” not by his name. akaashi will also ask if you’re okay, because it’s not usual for you to call him by his last name. he pouts when he finds out it’s a prank. he thought he did something wrong and started to panic a little :(

yamaguchi tadashi 

“will do yamaguchi” he starts to freak out a lot because he doesn’t know why you’re not calling him baby or beautiful or any of the other names you like to call him. he starts fiddling with his fingers as he looks up at you and asks if he’s done something wrong. you have to shake your head and tell him that it’s just a prank because if you don’t, the boy is going to honestly freak out because he doesn’t know how to react to you calling him by his name

hinata shōyō

“okay hinata” the poor baby is freaking out. LIKE FREAKING OUT because you never really call him by his last name. he starts to panic, has he done something wrong?? he’s literally panicking, but he won’t say anything to you because he thinks you’re mad at him. you have to be the one to speak up first and tell him that it was just a prank and you’re not mad at him. he tells you not to do that because he swears he could’ve passed out

kenma kozume

“thank you kenma” the second he hears “kenma” come from your lips, he’s pausing his game and going all quiet because he feels as if he’s done something wrong which is why you are calling him something else instead of those nicknames you always give him. he goes all quiet as he’s playing his games, and you pick up on it. hearing kenma be all silent makes you tell him it’s a prank, because you can tell he’s overthinking and upset :((

kuroo tetsurō

“thank you so much kuroo, i’ll do it soon” he doesn’t really mind if you’re calling him kuroo or whatever, you can call him whatever you wanna call him, he doesn’t really mind at all. but if he thinks you’re looking really upset that’s when kuroo is going to ask you if you’re okay. i feel like he already suspects that maybe there’s a possible chance that it’s a prank. but when you tell him that it’s a prank he’s like I FUCKING KNEW IT

daichi sawamura

“okay daichi” he will ask you and just check up on you to see if everything is okay. he doesn’t really mind if you want to call him daichi because he is fine with you calling him whatever. yes, he does think it’s a little weird that you’re calling him something that isn’t a cute nickname you’ve made up, but he doesn’t really mind. he also doesn’t mind that it’s a prank, he’s cool with it all. he doesn’t mind and he’s not mad either

atsumu miya

“thanks atsumu!” hes like okay atsumu?? but he doesn’t mind it at all because it’s his first name. yet, he starts to get slightly annoyed because he doesn’t like it when you don’t call him by his nicknames that you give him. the next time you call him atsumu he says to you, “please y/n, just call me baby or something, no atsumu” and that’s when you tell him that it’s a prank. he’s like OHHH I KNEW THAT!! he didn’t know that

iwaizumi hajime

“okay iwaizumi.” the second you say that he’s like “what the fuck iwaizumi??” and will say out loud “who is iwaizumi” just because he wants you to call him by the nicknames you like to give him. when you tell him that it was a prank, he just sighs and tells you not to do that. i feel like he would be kinda anxious that he had done something wrong, and just begin to overthink the situation. he’s glad that he didn’t do anything wrong :)

kita shinsuke

“thank you so much kita” the second he hears the name kita fall from your lips, he’s asking you if you’re okay. when you say you’re alright he asks if you’re sure and explains because you’ve called him “kita” and you rarely call him by that name. when you end up telling him that it’s a prank, he’s like “oh” and understands that you were just playing around with him. he’s a gentleman, a sweetheart, he totally understands that you play around at times

osamu miya

“okay osamu” he doesn’t really think much about it as the two of you are working at his onirigi store while it’s busy, so maybe you had just forgotten, easy mistake. but after a while, when you call him “osamu” a lot more times, that’s when he’s going to start telling you that you should call him baby and tell you to stop calling him osamu. he’s like OH :o when you tell him that it was just a prank, he was honestly clueless

sugawara kōshi

“thank you sugawara” suga doesn’t mind, he’s not against you calling him sugawara or anything, but the fact that only a few minutes ago you were calling him “love” and now you’re not makes him kinda pouty. so, suga is going to tell you that you should be calling him baby not suga :(( he has a little pout on his face too but he totally understands if you don’t feel like calling him by a nickname at the moment. understands when you say it’s a prank

nishinoya yū

“okay nishinoya” i hate to say it but he’s lowkey clueless at the very beginning the first time you say it, but when you start calling him by his last name a few more times that’s when he’s starting to pick up on it and when he starts to feel like something different is happening. nishinoya kinda gets all quiet and all because of it. he doesn’t know if he’s done something wrong. however, he’s so thankful when you tell him that it’s just a prank

sakusa kiyoomi

“i’ll start working on it now sakusa” when you say that to him, he’s like sakusa??? he’s confused but he’s not going to call you out on it. he just thinks that you’re maybe having an off day. he won’t get angry at you for it. he doesn’t mind. yet, i feel like secretly he’s not going to tell you that he doesn’t like it when you don’t call him by his nicknames. when you tell him it’s a prank, he’s understanding about it and doesn’t say anything rude back :)

tendou satori

“thanks tendou, i’ll do it soon” he’s honestly like tendou?? i feel like he would pick up on it straight away because he just never really hears you say his name, you usually call him something else. he won’t really say anything unless he thinks something is really wrong, he just stays quiet until he keeps hearing you call him tendou more. when you end up telling him that it’s a prank, then he’s like OHHHHHHH and is all cool

ushijima wakatoshi

“okay ushijima” he goes quiet but doesn’t think much about it. yet, he starts to feel as if something is wrong because you aren’t calling him by nicknames such as baby or ushi or whatever you feel like calling him. “y/n, have i done something wrong?” he will ask you straight out because he wants to sort it out instead of letting you sit there upset at him. he’s all confused and all when you tell him it’s just a prank

aran ojirō

“thank you aran” he straight up asks you if you’re okay, and when you say you are he’s like okay. however, you continue to keep calling him aran instead of the nicknames you choose to give him. that’s when he starts to get a little worried about you because he doesn’t think you’re okay. he asks you again if you’re okay, and that’s when you tell him it’s a prank. he’s like “ohhh that makes so much sense now” and understands

matsukawa issei

“i’ll work on it now matsukawa” he’s gonna straight up ask you “not even calling me issei?? why are you calling me by my last name?” he doesn’t like the fact that you’re calling him by his last name. and when you keep calling him by his last name, he starts to get fed up. it is at that point where you have to tell him that it’s a joke otherwise he’s going to end up really mad. he tells you not to call him by his last name ever again!!

kageyama tobio

“thank you kageyama.” he starts to honestly freak the fuck out because you haven’t called him “kageyama” in months. he begins to overthink and the man starts to become kinda anxious because he doesn’t know what to do. he won’t really end up getting enough confidence to ask you himself, so he waits for you to say anything. please tell him that it’s a prank before he stresses out too much and gets really sad :((

tsukishima kei

“okay tsukishima” the man becomes all shocked and all but he’s not going to confront you about it. he thinks you just forgot about it, he doesn’t mind. but you continue to call him tsukishima and that’s when he starts to get a little worried because he doesn’t know if you’re mad at him or not. he’ll ask you, “why do you keep calling me by my last name??” when you tell him that it was a prank, he was relieved and told you never to do that again

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[bemylord]

ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ ʙᴏʏꜱ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱ/ᴏ ʜᴜɢꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ.

warnings: fluff or soft or boys being embarrassed and cute. [parts with tsukki, sakusa, miya.]

ɴɪꜱʜɪɴᴏʏᴀ ʏᴜᴜ:

the tsundere boy would be shocked, yet after a few seconds of reflection, yuu will turn around, meeting with your gaze: your strands of hair have fallen from the ponytail as you were running to hug him. there's a warm feeling that had born in his chest or the heart as you kissed his nose, giggling.

'oi, y/n, you're so cutie.'

ᴋᴀɢᴇʏᴀᴍᴀ ᴛᴏʙɪᴏ:

he didn't have a clue you will wrap your arms around his wet t-shirt, cup your forehead between shoulder blades, barely high to touch the back of the neck. a slight brush had painted his cheeks into the peachy color, as you mumble inaudible phrases which are quelling by the fabric. he interlocked your palms together on his stomach, hearing your low giggle.

'i love to embarrass you, kageyama.'

you always know how to embarrass him among his teammates.

ᴛꜱᴜᴋɪꜱʜɪᴍᴀ ᴋᴇɪ:

nasty grumpy, who would do the tsk sound as feels your arms on his body. despite his nagging, such as 'wait till we get home, y/n.' you know kei is so cuddly after always asking for more cuddles in the bedroom.

'you told me you don't like cuddles.'

'stop grunting and give me a damn hug!'

ʜɪɴᴀᴛᴀ ꜱʜᴏʏᴏ:

the cutest blushed mess. and when i said the cutest, i mean it. he smiles constantly whenever you hug him spontaneously when behind - doesn't deny the fact he absolutely in love with you and your hugs. he'll spin around with you, maybe you'll fall on top of him, saying he acts like a child.

'but you happy with me, yeah?'

ᴛᴇᴛꜱᴜʀᴏᴜ ᴋᴜʀᴏᴏ:

ohhh~ actually, you might think he'd be weirdo, and yes, you're right: weirdo tetsurou kuroo who freakily loves when you unexpectedly give him a bear hug after he served the ball well.

'you served good, kuroo.'

suddenly, he turned around and cups your face to kiss you.

'am i supposed to have a hug-date for a good game?'

well, how can you refuse him?

ᴏɪᴋᴀᴡᴀ ᴛᴏᴏʀᴜ:

oikawa is a popular guy in the school: lots of girls are trying to obtain his attention, talking and complimenting the match he won. when he was talking with a girl from a parallel class, he felt your fists on the shirt as your chin rests on his shoulder.

'oikawa, did you forget about our date?'

although all girls know his heart belongs to you, she suddenly disappears from your field of vision.

'nope, honey, what about spending the evening with cuddles?'

ᴜꜱʜɪᴊɪᴍᴀ ᴡᴀᴋᴀᴛᴏꜱʜɪ:

i think ushijima was born for hugs, especially for bear hugs or being the big spoon. you heard as the door open quickly run into the hallway to give a greeting hug to your boyfriend. wakatoshi loves when he returns home, immediately being wrapped in your arms. he interlaced your fingers as a warm feeling again borns in his chest.

'welcome home, darling.'

ᴋᴇɴᴍᴀ ᴋᴏᴢᴜᴍᴇ:

you hate it when kenma doesn't notice you while playing games. he is sitting on the couch as you poke in his cheeks, attempting to get his attention.

'wanna cuddles, kyanma, cuddles-cuddles-cuddles.'

'a little later, i almost passed the level.'

you sigh, stood up from the couch. unexpectedly for him, you put your chin on the top of his head, hugging his shoulders. you pressed a kiss on his head.

'later is later.'

he stopped you, pulling you closer to him.

'cuddle me with me, please.'

ʙᴏᴋᴜᴛᴏ ᴋᴏᴜᴛᴀʀᴏᴜ:

the mix of emotions: as for the beginning, he likes to hug you from behind, feeling as you jump from the unexpected touch. the second - oh, sorry, in my script there is the line: omdfgg iloveyousomuchbabyowl. it's written in bokutou's language, which means: i'm so happy baby owl, let's cuddles forever, i love you, let me cup your face! then he spreads lots of kisses on your face.

'let's have a date, please, y/n, pleaseee.'

ꜱᴜɴᴀ ʀɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏᴜ:

you ran as fast as you could to go out with suna. you noticed the familiar hair behind one of the benches, smiling, walking to your boyfriend. you wrapped arms around his shoulders.

'sorry i'm late, suna.' as he turned his head, seeing you in a summer dress in a floral print, with a cute make-up. how could suna be mad at you?

'you look amazing, baby.'

ꜱᴜɢᴀᴡᴀʀᴀ ᴋᴏᴜꜱʜɪ:

i think he can compete in cuteness with hinata. he's so cute when you hugged him after you won the match.

'I'm... a little wet, i'm not comfortable.'

'suga, i'm proud of you.'

he likes it when you can cuddle him anywhere without any embarrassment. so he will hug you back, giving you a kiss on your cheeks

ꜱᴀᴋᴜꜱᴀ ᴋɪʏᴏᴏᴍɪ:

you know how sukuna doesn't like attention in public, but at home - he steals your attention. when kiyoomi was cooking some waffles for you and him, as you cup your face into his back whilst fingers are running on his abs.

'sweetie, i'm trying to cook breakfast for us.'

'you oww me hugs too, dear, remember your promise?'

he smiles, remembering how he whispered promises to you last night. sakusa intertwined your fingers, smooch the palm as you giggle into his back, kissing your tracks.

ᴀᴛꜱᴜᴍᴜ ᴍɪʏᴀ:

as you received a text message from osamu that atsumu feels upset, you baked a cake for him, knocking on the door.

'y/n, i've been waiting for you, atsumu feels upset.'

'why he feels like that?'

'because i miss your hugs, dear!!'

you figured out why this insolent guy asked his brother to write to you - to force you to come over for a hug.

'netflix and cuddles, baby?' kageyama x reader hinata x reader

ᴏꜱᴀᴍᴜ ᴍɪʏᴀ:

osamu love language is definitely physical contact. any touch of your pads on his skin and you will spend hours hugging and kissing. hence, whenever you hug him from the back while he's cooking, he just forgets how to cut an apple. he picks you up and sits you down on the table, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

'can't wait till i get back with the fruit-slicing?

'i want to hug you already.'

* * *

sorry for the grammar mistakes.

[kuroosweakness]

things the haikyuu boys did when they had a crush on you 

miya atsumu 

started wearing whatever you really liked wearing/complimented him on. if you mentioned the print on his shirt, you best bet he’ll be wearing that shirt for a whole week straight. a shirt he once thought nothing of is now his favorite shirt. 

“‘tsumu, why don’t you try changing. you know, y/n could probably smell you a mile away,” osamu said to atsumu one morning as they were walking to school. 

“nuh uh,” atsumu quipped back. “i washed it with the detergent y/n likes.” 

“oh so you finally learned how the washing machine works?” 

“‘samu you’re ruining it for me.” 

asked overly-personal questions. not to be creepy or weird, but because he cherished the information he knew about you that no one else did; it made him feel special 

“y/n, do you have any big regrets?” 

“is there um, anyone you feel really happy around?” 

“what’s your guilty pleasure? c’mon everyone has them.” 

“have you ever been bullied?” 

got visibly irritated whenever another guy interrupted your conversation with him. or if you were just smiling too hard when talking to a guy he doesn’t know about

“if you keep frowning like that, you’ll look like a grandpa by next year,” osamu said right before biting into his onigiri. 

“shut up, ‘samu,” he groaned, trying his best to distract himself from the fact that you looked happier talking to another guy than him. did you smile that hard when he made a joke? he sure hopes so :’ 

kuroo tetsurou 

pointed out the smallest differences in you. he noticed the slightest changes in your body language, style, mood, etc etc. on your bad days, he desperately wanted to ask if anything was wrong, but didn’t want to risk overstepping boundaries. so he just asked “how’s your day?” and even if you answered with a “good/fine/okay” he would know you weren’t telling the full truth 

if you came to school wearing a brand new pair of shoes, he’ll point it out and tease you all about it. if you showed up with a new hairstyle, kuroo won’t say anything, but you can tell he noticed because of the way he looks at it. 

even if you cut off three centimeters of your hair, he probably noticed. 

kept trying to fix his appearance around you 

he tried making it really subtle too. he’ll smooth down his jacket, try to flatten down his hair, and straighten his collar around you in hopes that it’ll make him look a bit better (he’s such a cutie 🥺 okay who’s gonna tell him that he’s looks perfectly fine the way he is) 

teased you, in a flattering way. the type of teasing where you have to force yourself from smiling too hard. and he only does it to you! no one else is worth his teasing 

but the moment someone else starts teasing you, he’d act a little ... distant. he’d back off and just watch you interact with them. if you look uncomfortable, he’d immediately put a stop to it and put them back in their place. 

called you by a nickname only he uses

at first, he used it as a joke. but overtime, it just stuck and now it doesn’t feel right for him to call you by your first name. again, the annoyance is clear on his face when someone called you by the same nickname 

~~~

when you first met kenma, he said, “y/n? i’ve heard a lot *glances at kuroo* about you.” 

suna rintarou 

lowkey protects you. such as putting an arm in front of you, shielding you with his body, draping his jacket over your head, lending you his umbrella, that type of stuff (ugh just kiss already) 

he acted like it was no big deal. it’s not like he’d admit it was on his mind for a whole week. the miya twins knew something was up when suna suggested watching a romance movie. (suna needed new scenarios with you in his head) 

subtly invited you everywhere, made excuses to be around you 

“hey, we have a game on saturday at *specific location* in case you wanna come” 

“since they’re having a buy-one-get-one-free, it’ll be a shame if you didn’t come along ...” 

“since we’re both headed towards that place, might as well go together” 

unexpectedly defended you/your opinion in conversations and class. even though suna rarely talks in class, if you brought up a point/answer, he’d defend it

sakusa kiyoomi 

had trouble meeting your eyes without blushing 

even with his mask on, you could see the redness spread across his cheekbones whenever you spoke to him. 

always plopped himself in a seat close to you, even with all those other empty seats 

his became more soft, gentle, and high-pitched around you, his posture became less stiff 

it’s subtle; he didn’t even notice a change in his own voice. maybe because there’s nothing else on his mind when he’s talking to you? 

always walked a little bit slower in the hallways when he saw you pass by and eyed you, hoping that you’d notice him like the way he noticed you

bokuto koutarou 

stumbled with his words and forgot basic things around you

“class? what do you mean by ‘we have to go to class’??” 

listened intently to everything you said and memorized facts about you better than his vocabulary words 

“akaashi, did you know that y/n’s favorite ice cream flavor is ...” 

“nope, y/n can’t make it today. how do i know? because they told me in advance :D oh wait, y/n’s not gonna be here today?? D’:”

made a handshake with you to do in front of everyone to show off that your connection with him is special

the pride he felt when everyone gathered around to watch you and him do your special handshake 🥺

got you gifts out of nowhere simply because you said you liked it

his mindset goes: getting y/n ___ = y/n happy :) i better get it for them before someone does 

tendou satori 

always lends you his stationary and whenever he forgets a pencil, you’re the first person he asks. don’t worry, he always returns them right after :) 

he also loves “borrowing” your personal things. the idea of you trusting him is really special to him. plus, whenever someone asks him where he got it, he gets to say, “oh, it’s y/n’s.” 

loves, loves, loves passing notes in class!! 

he kept all of your conversations with him in a special little box hidden in his room. 

complimented the little things he knows you care about! 

he loves seeing that beautiful smile of yours while knowing he’s the cause of it.

he smiles so much around you <33  tendou’s smile is so contagious it’s hard to be sad around him. not to mention he always knows how to cheer you up :’ 

iwaizumi hajime 

whenever his friends talked about hot actors and classmates they found attractive, he never joined in. (if you were there, he’d be glancing at you ever-so-often) 

he’d always offer to walk/drive you home. every single day. even if you insisted that he didn’t need to, it would take another five minutes of convincing him. if you said yes, he happily got you home. no matter what occasion, he always asked you. it was your regular, daily routine with him :) 

made jokes only for you to hear. he loved having inside jokes with you that only you two understood. the confusion on other peoples’ faces was satisfying. 

akaashi keiji 

had a lot of sympathy for you over small things (and big things too, of course) 

if your weekend plans got messed up, if you lost your jacket, forgot your stationary, tripped on the stairs, he’s the person you go to to talk about these things. he never belittles your struggles and always finds a way to help you feel better 

always checked in with you and made sure you had a lunch to eat 

even if your classroom is across the campus, you better expect him to be at the front door after your class is over

tried his best to get to know your friends and family (and pets!) 

akaashi best boy 🥺 the way he sees your friends and family as his own because he knows how much they matter to you 

-> a/n: i hope you like these hehe :))

[4law]

ok!! i didn’t include everybody cuz this took longer than expected oopsie so lemme know if u wanna be added too! i’m not shipping u with ur selfship cuz that is no fun at all

@sauza : usopp (op), kuguri (hq)

every time you’re on my dash i’m laughing at the thoughts u share with us, and i think these characters can match ur energy so well. ur humor is unmatched i love u!!

@lawscorazon : law ENERU (op) & sakusa (hq)

ares radiates pretty energy and eneru radiates let me bother pretty people like ares until they fall for me energy.

@satotokii : bokuto (hq) & aran (hq!)

bokuto is self explanatory he is a ray of sunshine!! & aran i just feel like he gives good hugs and that’s what someone like u deserves— the best hugs :’)

@yourtamaki : killer (op) & shanks (op)

hear me out— killer will obviously treat you well, but why do i see shanks looking at you with heart eyes ??

@tofutobios : coby (op), zoro (op)

if u haven’t seen op then im referring to post time skip coby!! he has a heart of gold and u are so friendly so omg. and zoro needs your help with directions he needs u to hold his hand whenever he goes outside (NO I SHOUKD HAVE ADDED HIMEKAWA FROM HQ TOO) (omg and tanjiro from kny)

@strawhatsoraya : osamu (hq) & edgeshot (mha)

osamu cooks for you, and edgeshot i just feel like it fits. sora also radiates pretty person energy and edgeshot is so elegant!!

@killsaki : sabo (op) & hirugami (hq)

omg 🥹 i gasped when i thought of sabo that was the person i was looking for!! i was struggling hard fr kisaki & sanji fit so well

@euphofic2 : ace (op), matsukawa (hq)

i feel like after the smelly debate on your page, these two would add their own thoughts to it without hesitation. that’s why. LMFAOO IF UR SCARED OF BUGS, I CAN IMAGINE ONE OF THEM KILLING THEM AND THEN HE SETS THEM ON TOP OF THE TRASH SO U CAN STILL SEE THE CORPSE CLEARLY. laughs very loudly when u notice!!

@icy-spicy : kita (hq) & smoker (one piece)

kita picks flowers for you and smoker holds your shopping bags that’s all ima say!!

@eustassslut : bakugo (mha) & sanemi (kny)

i feel like these fit so well!! i wanted to ship u with kid so bad but here we are

@tenkomi : ace (op) & kenma (hq)

ok i haven’t talked to u all that much but i doooo feel like u and ace would have so much fun together that is what my mind thinks !! he would wake u up at 4 am to get pizza with him and then fall asleep on the way there

@ransluvrboy : oikawa with glasses (hq) & also law but since i ship everyone with law then also king (op! very pretty face reveal) AND OMG LOWKEY AIZAWA (MHA)

it fits the vibe i get from u! BUT ONLY WITH THE GLASSES. i associate u with that pretty green on ur blog and these men match that 🥹 hottest couple for real tell me ghost + king doesn’t sound cool as fuck

and robin

@creompie : shindo yo (mha) & kuroo (hq)

kuroo pats your head when he walks by or leans to rest on your head yeah! & then he does the jaw thing— where u quickly clench and unclench your jaw and u can feel it against your head 🙂

@ / kiiguru : luffy (op) & itadori (jjk)

in case dilly comes back!!

@vlyxen : kirishima (mha), & corazon (op)

no kirishima would love & adore u so good & corazon is so sweet please!! this would be so cute :’)

@rowan-rites : akaashi (hq) & megumi (jjk)

no cuz i just finished ur matchup & picked new ones but!! these characters here will go everywhere with you, and they’d let u fall asleep on their shoulder <33

@sanomnjiro : hawks (mha), tengen (kny)

from op i would put luffy bartolomeo! would be ur biggest fan pleaseee 😭 hawks covers ur eyes with a feather before asking “guess who,” then realizes the feather gives it away! u and tengen are hot that’s all

@dark-mnjiro : crocodile (op), & toji (jjk)

okay i’m getting this vibe … you know that night city / lux theme all over pinterest ?? no this is what u and these two remind me of !!!

@httphaitani : hina (op) & alisa (hq) or zoro (op)

omg and also iwaizumi if that’s okay!! alisa wants to bring you everywhere she goes & hina likes to hug your waist while laying on top of you to tell you about her day…

@sanjithesimp : penguin (op) & zoro (op)

okay penguin maybe not a super popular character but have u seen the fanart!!! ZORO MEANWHILE yes zoro fits so well

@ / benkeibear : twice (mha), (hq)

when i talked to u i literally felt like i was being hugged so yeah these characters would love you so dearly!!

@scabsaint : luffy (op) & sugawara (hq)

luffy would make it his mission to put a smile on your face every day! sugawara likes to see u melt into his hugs (: i already said ace for other people but i would add ace!!

@zorokinniemoment : eustass kid & law (op)

i chose characters that definitely know how to get under ur skin cuz i feel like that trope is so cute 😭 oh and tsukishima (hq!)

@momodwriter : shinso (mha) & akaza (kny)

i just see it. i can’t put my finger on it, but i see it. and yes i did want to put crocodile ):