#WOAH AKAASHI YOU ARE THE MAN

[suashii]

꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ 𝒲𝐼𝒩𝒯𝐸𝑅 𝒲𝒪𝒩𝒟𝐸𝑅𝐿𝒜𝒩𝒟 — christmas-y and winter-esque activities with the hq boys !

info ⭑ includes: sakusa kiyoomi, akaashi keiji, & iwaizumi hajime ﾉ 2.2k wc ﾉ sfw ﾉ fluff 

note ⭑ this is part two; you can find the first part here! also considering doing one more part with oikawa — anyone else you'd like to see?

❆ SAKUSA KIYOOMI

“woah!” your hand tightens around sakusa’s and the other flails in search of the railing you swore you were ready to let go just a minute ago. if your loss of balance is evidence of anything, it’s that the confidence you had built up in your ice skating was misplaced. when you suggested the activity a couple of days ago, you didn’t expect that it would be so troublesome.

“you okay?” sakusa speaks up to ask from beside you.

you carefully turn to face him. his cheeks are painted a rosy hue and the dark curls hanging over his forehead contrast the fluffy, white earmuffs situated atop them. just like he has been all night, sakusa’s steadily standing on the blades of his skates. the fact that you’re the only one struggling makes you frown. “if being moderately embarrassed is okay, then yes, i’m peachy.”

he smiles at your sarcasm but gives your gloved hand a comforting squeeze. a puff of cold air is visible as you let out a dramatic sigh. “how the hell are you so good at this anyway?”

still sure to hold your hand, sakusa glides along the ice so that he’s in front of you. his change in position makes you wobble a bit but you’re able to stay upright. “my sister used to take me when i was younger.”

the thought of a little sakusa being guided around the rink by his sister brings a small smile to your lips. you wonder what he was like back then—did he stumble and frantically look for aid or was he born with a natural talent on the ice? you’d like to think that he was once in your shoes but you wouldn’t be surprised to find out he excelled from the beginning.

sakusa can practically see the gears turning in your head. he can’t help but think you aren’t having as much fun as you thought you would on this outing, with all the staggering and whatnot. he’s no expert himself but he is skilled enough to make your time here more enjoyable. “give me your hand.”

you look at your hand gripping the railing and then back to sakusa. “this hand?”

“yes, that hand.”

you think about how you’ve been floundering like a fish out of water since stepping foot in the rink and grimace at the thought of further making a fool of yourself. you tell sakusa as much. “i think i’m good here. i’d rather not risk hitting the ice.”

“i’m not going to let you fall,” sakusa assures you, inching forward to lessen the gap between the two of you. he holds his unoccupied hand out to you and meets your eye. “trust me.”

your boyfriend is nothing if not a man of his word. with a nod to encourage yourself, you loosen your grasp on the metal pole. you falter for a brief moment after letting go of the railing but your balance is quickly regained when sakusa takes your hand in his.

you look at him with widened eyes and sakusa swears he can see sparkles in them. “i’m still standing,” you excitedly tell him through a smile.

“told you.” your smile is infectious and is mirrored on sakusa. “i’ll pull you forward now.” 

the dark-haired man gives you no time to protest before he’s skating backward and dragging you along the ice with him. a high-pitched squeal marks your initial surprise but the wail turns to delighted laughter when you realize, for the first time tonight, that you’re actually skating. sure, it may be with the aid of sakusa giving you momentum and keeping you on your feet, but you’re more than happy to not be struggling anymore.

after a couple of laps around the rink, sakusa slows and lets you stumble into his chest. your less-than-graceful slump is cushioned by the fabric of his scarf. you wrap your arms around him and tip your chin up to look at him. 

sakusa pulls you impossibly closer to him, leaving a kiss on your hairline before asking, “are you having fun?”

you hum, snuggling into him. “yeah. thank you, kiyoomi.”

❆ AKAASHI KEIJI

even with gloves pulled over your hands and a hat protecting the tips of your ears, the cold is beginning to get to you. you should have expected this much would be a consequence of being outside for so long, but upon seeing the fresh, untouched snow left in the courtyard of your apartment complex after getting home for the day, you couldn’t help but abandon your plans and beg akaashi to help you bring some festivity to the small community by building a snowman.

you’re busy rolling the ball of snow that will become its head and the wetness of the snow is starting to soak through your pants. the clothes you had worn to work aren’t suited for this sort of weather but once you’ve started something, you make it your mission to see it through until the end. 

you’d be lying if you said you weren’t ready to get into the warmth of your apartment and a pair of cozy pajamas, though.

you tasked akaashi with running upstairs to put your things inside and to retrieve some materials necessary for putting the finishing touches on your snowman. he seemed reluctant to leave you out in the cold at first but his drawn-out absence is starting to make you wonder if he’s taking a few extra minutes to warm up inside. 

even thinking such a thought is enough to make you giggle to yourself under your breath. he would never consider leaving you in this bitter weather all alone if you didn’t ask him to. you’re not sure what’s taking him so long but you do know he’ll be back as soon as humanly possible.

you’re humming a tune to keep you distracted from the cold while you pack the snow into a ball. 

the melody you’re vocalizing is interrupted by the sound of the external door opening. you don’t bother turning around to see who it is—people are constantly coming in and out of the building. you just hope no one looks at you strangely for constructing a snowman by yourself at this hour.

“don’t you think it’s time for a break?”

the proximity of the voice makes you flinch but you relax when you register that it’s akaashi’s. you clap the snow off of your gloves before standing up and turning around to see what he means.

“we’re almost d—” you start, but the sight ahead of you makes you stop in your tracks.

you expect to see the supplies you sent him to go get in his hands but two cups—the good ones he uses to take his coffee to work—are in his grasp instead. he holds one out to you, gently shaking it in a silent gesture to urge you to take it. “hot chocolate.”

you poke your lip out in a pout as you reach out with both hands to take a hold of the travel mug. through your gloves, you feel the heat of the metal. that combined with akaashi’s gesture are enough alone to warm you from the inside out. you bring the mug to your lips and take a cautious sip. the warm beverage on your tongue makes you sigh in delight. somehow, it's always better when akaashi makes it for you.

“good?” akaashi asks after taking a sip of his own.

“delicious,” you nod, a smile tugging at your lips, “and very much appreciated.” you see now what was taking him so much time upstairs. of course he was thinking of you and your wellbeing the entire time he was away. he’s often told you that you’re always on his mind and he’s made that much clear through the heartfelt action.

you hum when you realize that you sent him inside for things that weren’t hot chocolate. “did you get the other stuff, though?”

akaashi nods, unzipping his coat just enough to pull out the santa hat he tucked in there. you laugh as you take it from him. inside, he’s stuffed a scarf and a singular baby carrot. you look at him with a wobbly smile, jerking your head in the direction of the almost-finished snowman. “shall we?”

your teamwork makes the process go back twice as quickly and in almost no time, your festive snowman is complete. rocks make up his eyes and mouth, the tiny carrot his nose, and a couple of sticks shoved into the middle snow sphere act as his arms. one of your scarves is wrapped around his lack of a neck and he sports a santa hat atop his head.

the two of you snap a quick photo with your creation—one where akaashi pretends to eat his nose while you stand by and watch in shock—before hurrying back inside to cozy up in bed for the rest of the night.

❆ IWAIZUMI HAJIME

it doesn’t snow in california, not in irvine, at least. iwaizumi has only had to spend the holidays there once, but he vividly recalls how homesick he felt with the lack of snow that year. he’s never been a huge fan of it, but he’s grown a newfound appreciation for the wintery weather since then—so much so that he’s sure to enjoy some activities with you in it whenever he’s visiting home for the few weeks at the end of the year.

you’re usually more than happy to oblige because the activities are innocent and lighthearted enough. though, this year, the stakes seem to have risen.

you don’t remember the snowball fights in your childhood being this… intense. it had started harmlessly enough with the two of you playfully chucking the poorly packed masses of snow at each other but somewhere along the way, after you both started taking the game a little more seriously, you had run off to take cover from iwaizumi’s assault. 

you’re stationed behind a tree now, on your knees and upping your supply of snowballs. it’s only a matter of time until he makes his way to your place in the park and you want to be prepared to fight back when he does. you may be his lover but you’ve learned quickly that the title doesn’t grant you immunity—he doesn’t plan on taking it easy on you.

the crunch of snow beneath boots makes your ears perk up. iwaizumi is close by and you don’t plan on getting caught like a deer in headlights. quietly gathering up your ammunition, you rise to your full height and take a deep breath before darting off in the opposite direction of the footsteps.

“hey!” iwaizumi’s voice rings throughout the air as he picks up his pace to chase after you. you must have abandoned your stealth tactic because you’re screaming like you’re being pursued by a maniac. if he wasn’t so hellbent on catching up to you, he’d be keeled over in laughter due to your theatrics. 

as you run to nowhere in particular, you can hear balls of snow just missing you and falling flat on the ground. you wonder how many snowballs iwaizumi has wasted trying to sling at you in motion and if you'll have the upper hand soon. maybe it’s not the best idea to turn around while you’re running but you do so to see how close he is and to get a glimpse of how much snow he has left to throw.

you aren’t able to get a good look at either before your foot catches on something—likely a lump of snow—and you tumble to the ground. your fall knocks the breath out of you and you’re pretty sure you crush all of your snowballs upon landing.

“holy shit,” you faintly hear iwaizumi call out as he approaches. just a few seconds later, he comes to kneel down beside you. “you okay, babe?”

you are. nothing hurts too bad and you’re sure you’ll feel a little sore from your spill but it’s nothing to warrant worry. despite that, you’re willing to milk this for a little attention. you paint a look that you hope comes across as pain over your face. “it hurts.”

“where?” he asks, his eyebrows furrowing with concern. “show me.”

weakly lifting your arm, you point to your lips. the concern drains from his face and is replaced by faux annoyance when he sees that you’re only messing with him. his swift change in reaction makes you grin but you don’t drop the act. “kiss please.”

iwaizumi plays along, not wasting a moment before leaning down to capture your lips in a kiss. the bitterness of the air has chilled both of your lips but they warm up in no time being pressed together like this. he pulls away just slightly to ask, “all better?”

“almost.”

he’s about to ask what you mean when chilly snow smashes against the side of his face. you throw your hands up in victory, earning an eye roll from the man hovering above you. “headshot, i win!”

salutations from sua! thank you for giving this a read! if you enjoyed, please consider reblogging and/or leaving a comment! much love from me to you ❤︎

[loveephia]

kabedoning some of the HQ boys. (kenma, atsumu, osamu, sakusa, akaashi, bokuto, iwaizumi, suna, and ushijima.)

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, sorta crack, annoyingly charming akaashi, and just regular annoying atsumu, osamu feeds you a mochi, short komori appearance, cute petnames.

⚠ warning/s: none.

KENMA KOZUME

he's shocked and blushing he's so cute what

"y/n..?" he mumbles

silence

"..did you want to play?" he hands you his gameboy

no, you wanted a kiss.

because of this unfortunate situation, there's a small pout on your lips

kenma notices this and quickly gives you a peck (⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠*⁠)⁠

"you know, you could've just said you wanted a kiss." he states as-a-matter-of-factly

you knew that!!! you just wanted to have some fun lol

ATSUMU MIYA

he almost chokes on the air he inhaled too quickly from mere shock

it sadly takes him a millisecond to recover, though

aaand his flirty front is back

"what's this about, pretty? you got a crush on me or somethin'?" he says teasingly, twirling a stray piece of your hair

sidenote: you've been dating for almost a year now.

because of that smug little look on his face, your hand just, oh, so, happened to slip

but it landing across his cheek was definitely not on purpose!!

..lol

suna has this all recorded in HD quality

OSAMU MIYA

he's not fazed

at least he looks like he isn't

his heart is actually beating 250bpm

"open, honey." you quirk your brow at his sudden command, but you go and do as he says

then the boy shoves a small piece of strawberry mochi in your mouth.

darn it, and it's your favorite flavor, too..

(💢 __ __)。。。

once your arms are slowly lowered from the wall due to the pure delight of the mochi's taste, osamu pinches your puffed up cheeks

"yummy?" he asks. you nod, bringing up your pointer finger, asking for one more

he finds you so adorable 😔

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

i lubs sakusa kiyoomi 😔

he doesn't understand why people are getting so worked up over the silly kabedon trend in his school

until it happened to him, that is.

from the shock of it all: the loud slap against the wall, you pining him, and your serious (yet cute) face, he gets hiccups.

HICCUPS.

"what do *hic* you think you're doing..?"

YOUR HEART PHYSICALLY MELTS 😭😭

"nice kill, y/n!" komori's voice is faintly heard from behind you

you let the poor man go as he tries to calm himself down

AKAASHI KEIJI

he's the only one that's actually not fazed

sure, his face is kinda red, but like

"darling?" he says

MFMSFKDNFKANS DARLING??

"y- yes?" you stuttered. stay here while i prepare your grave.

he softly smiles at you before patting your head, "nothing."

now you're stomping away like an angry goblin, muttering about how annoyingly charming your boyfriend is

once you're out of sight, he covers his warm face with a palm

"what are you doing to me, y/n..?" he feels his heart beating against his ribcage

BOKUTO KŌTARŌ

he sees you approaching rapidly and thinks literally nothing of it

that's how much he trusts you 😔

"hey, little owl—! woah there!" he was interrupted by the sudden pin against the wall

he looks left and right

up and down

"were you being chased by someone?" he asks, dumbfounded

you have no words to say from his.. assessment.

so you just kiss him on the cheek with a sweet "mwuah!" sound, and walk away

he was confused, but hey, he got a free kiss from you!!

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

he's familiar with shōjo mangas because oikawa's fans always talk about them

so he knows this kind of scene you're playing.

before you get the chance to pin him, he beats you to it

AND HE'S TOO STRONG FOR YOU TO EVEN RETALIATEJDKSNDKN

"hey." he greets

HIS LITTLE SMIRK. PUNCH HIM. PUNCH HIM I SAY!!!!!

"..hi." you greet back with a shy smile

"how was your day, princess?" he asks

"it was great! i actually got a few leftover treats from the cooking club." you replied

you both kinda just conversed normally, soon forgetting about the position you were in

only did you remember when oikawa walked into the classroom 😭

SUNA RINTARŌ

like iwaizumi, he beats you to it

BOOO CORNY UNORIGINAL TOMATO TOMATO

he doesn't say anything though

he just.. stares at you

but he does take a mental note of how pretty your eyes are

after a minute of silence, his arms drop to hug your waist as he rests his head in the crook of your shoulder

"that was cute." he says, chuckling a bit

how's he gonna say the most heart-racing things with the lamest bangs ever >:(

you weakly punch his side in reply as he scoffs

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

the stoic of stoicest

that's not even a word but ygwim

you pin him against the wall, and he stands there idly

he never really knew the concept behind kabedons

"hm? do you need something, y/n?" he asks in a gentle tone

"you." you reply, "just you."

"alright." he hugs you

just when you thought you had no effect on him, his ears turn red from the corner of your eye, and you can hear his heart pounding loudly in his chest RAAAHHGHHFFHH

you smile warmly in content

© lowercase intended | loveephia

[moon4nge1]

[t h e_o t h e r_b o y]

Pairings! Tsukishima, Hinata, Osamu, Suna, Bokuto, Akaashi x gn!reader

CW! Implied cheating, suggestive, reader’s boyfriend is toxic [nothing goes into detail!], haikyuu boys being the other man, not proofread!

Notes! Woah I’m back from my little disappearance! Anyways, I don’t support cheating if you’re doing it just because you can! In these scenarios, the reader is in a toxic relationship, but can’t get out a put it! [doesn’t go into detail of relationship!]

Maybe part 2 with others..?

✧ ☽ ✧

As your phone rang on your nightstand, a groan left your lips as you knew who was calling you. You reached over to grab the phone…

Tsukishima smirked lazily at you, his hands slithering along your waist to pull to back to his chest. “Now why do you still give that loser the time of day?” He mumbled into the back of your neck, his lips brushing softly along the skin. A smile made your way to your lips as you turned your head slightly to look at the blond behind you. “Suki, he’s still my boyfri-“ before you could finish he cut you off with a scoff, “say that to me while you’re in my arms again, and I swear to you, you won’t be walking straight tomorrow.”

Despite Hinata’s jolly mood couple seconds ago, a frown immediately appeared when you slipped out of his arms. He knew it was wrong, to hold you when you’re in a relationship-even if it was toxic, he should’ve still respected it. But you were just too tempting to him, so tempting, he broke his morals for you. Snatching your phone out of your hands, he declined the call. “Sho!” You gasped, looking back at the boy in your bed, “why did you do that?” His frown deepened at your words, tossing your phone on the other side of your bed, he moved above you. Your back pressed back down on your bed as his hands rested on your hip, his thumb rubbing soft circles against the skin. “Why do you want to talk to him? Do you not enjoy talking to me?” He mumbled softly, his head dipping down to your neck to leave feather light kisses along the skin.

Osamu rolled his eyes as he let out a long sigh, rolling onto his back as he spread his arms out. He glanced over towards you, seeing you pick up the call from your boyfriend. Your smile dropped into a frown at whatever the bum was spitting to you through the phone, he watched, bitting along his bottom lip. Silently, his moved closer to you so you’re within his reach. Wrapping you in his arms securely, he pulled you back down into the plush mattress. Your eyes widen in surprise as you suppressed the gasp of shock. You quickly muted your mic, turning to the grey haired boy, “Samu! You know I’m on the phone” you whispered, but made no attempt to escape the grasp of his arms. “Unmute, let him hear what you sound like when you’re actually in love” he replied, a smirking forming on his face as he captured your lips with his.

Suna knew full well what he was doing, holding your phone in one hand as the other went to cover your mouth. The sound of your boyfriends voice came through the speakers of the phone and suna couldn’t help but laugh at it. “Seriously, what do you see in this guy?” He chuckled, shaking his head as he looked down at you. He took off speaker phone as he placed the phone to his ear, keeping his eyes locked on you, “hello?…ah, y/n?..hey now don’t be mad because you’re not the one in bed..” he laughed, and your eyes widened at his words. In a hurry, you snatched your phone back from the chocolate haired boy. “It’s not wh-“ you stopped mid sentence when you realized that nobody was on the phone. Embarrassment and anger filled you as looked up at boy, shoving his chest. “That’s not funny suna!” Even when you’re angry at him, he can’t help but smile. “Bunny, it’s everything what it sounds like.” He mumbled, leaning down to your lips.

The energetic Bokuto, who seemed to be in a much calmed mood, smiled widely as he held you firmly in his arms. He head buried into the crevice of your neck as he let out a deep exhale. Only when your started to shuffle your way away from him, did he peek open an eye. Seeing you reaching for the phone made him tug you back. “No. You don’t get to entertain other men when you’re with me” he pouted, pushing his head deeper in you neck and planting a couple kisses to the skin. “Ko..but you’re the other man im entertaining if we’re being honest” you mumbled, running a hand through his hair. With that sentence, he let out a dramatic gasp, raising his head to look at you. “No! Take that back y/n. I will not be the other man- I mean yes, technically I am, but! I will not accept that title” he grumbled, shaking his head. With a soft laugh leaving you, you nodded your head and pulled him back down to you. “Okay, fine you’re not the other man”

Akaashi’s sleep was interrupted by the annoying ring of your phone. “Turn it off” he grumbled, rolling over onto his back he made sure to move you with him. With a huff of small annoyance you squirmed around in his arms, “well I can’t if you keep pulling me along with you when you move!” You muttered, managing to pry away one of his arms. He only hummed in response, too tried to make a sentence until he heard the voice of your boyfriend come through your phone when you accepted the call. His eyes shot open as he snapped his head towards you, “you’re not seriously talking to that shithead at this hour” he muttered lowly, narrowing his eyes at you. You waved your hand dismissively to him in response, earning you another grumble. In a quick movement, Akaashi snatched the phone and hung up on the boy. “How can sleep when my Princess if talking to other boys?” He mumbled, pulling you back to him in a tight hug. “Kei! What the hell? Now I have to call him back!” You responded, shuffled around trying to reach your phone. “No, you don’t have to do anything but cuddle with me. Now go back to sleep”

©moon4nge1 - please do not steal, copy, or repost on any other platforms without my permission!

[astrowaffles]

#bornthisway

General Audiences | Crack/Fluff | JNT bonding

“HINATA!” Atsumu yelled over Lady Gaga. “RESCUE YER BOYFRIEND!”

Hinata, though he clearly understood who Atsumu was referring to, immediately refused to take another step forward. “WE’RE NOT DATING!”

“OH, BE SO FER REAL RIGHT NOW-“

“HE’S GOING TO DIE!” Yaku screeched. Hinata swivelled just in time to see Kageyama almost get knocked unconscious by a wayward stilt.

“Don’t say that, he’ll start attacking things,” Sakusa huffed. “And by things I mean innocent performers.”

“Since when were ya the voice of reason?” Atsumu asked, slightly unnerved.

“You have known me since we were sixteen years old, Atsumu, I don’t see how you’ve only just realised-“

“Oh god, someone save Kageyama,” Aran interjected, watching the athlete be whirled between the performers.

“We just told Hinata to,” Yaku argued. “MOVE IT, GINGER!”

“Woah,” Aran said, hands up in surrender. “Now I’m not passin’ judgement or anythin’, but one could say, Yaku, that yer hair is a bit-“

“Not now, Aran,” said Yaku dismissively, cupping his hands around his mouth. “HINATA, SAVE HIM!”

“Who knew getting a grown man to cross the road was this hard,” Sakusa commented.

OR: JNT do pride!

“My Ma had a sayin’,” Atsumu observed, fanning himself with a rainbow flag. “’They’re about as welcome as a rattlesnake at a line dance’. It’s the same with those idiots.” He gestured vaguely towards Hinata and Hoshiumi, who were watching the stilt performers and asking them irritating and slightly invasive questions like ‘how tall are your stilts?’ and ‘could you fit me under that skirt if I really, really needed to hide from the cops?’

“She’s never said any such thing,” Aran scolded. “Ya got that from a list of cowboy sayin’s on Tumblr.”

Atsumu gasped. “I would never!”

“Ya sent me the list.”

“False accusations,” Atsumu sniffed, and gave up on trying to gain a draft from the flag. “It’s just so hot yer hallucinatin’.”

Aran pointedly sipped from his water bottle and tipped his eyes upwards to his wide-brimmed hat. “Ya think I can’t handle a little heat?”

Atsumu, who had only just taken the time to don SPF at Sakusa’s insistence, chose not to comment.

Sakusa himself, dressed head to toe in protective gear and sunscreen, stood slightly menacingly in a shaded corner of the street. He held an umbrella over his head, presumably in case the roof of the shop he was sheltering under suddenly disappeared without a trace and left him at the mercy of the UV rays. Beside him, Yaku offered him a sip of water, which Sakusa refused with a face of disgust. Yaku shrugged, chugged the last from his paper cup, and sat on the ground to wait for Hinata and Hoshiumi to come back. Sakusa moved away in case the floor germs spread.

Atsumu waved at them cheerily. “Should we join ‘em?”

“Sure,” Aran agreed, already moving for the solace of the shade. It was by no means the hottest day he’d experienced, but the energy it took to wrangle just a single teammate was enough to compensate for another several hundred degrees.

“When are the others coming?” Yaku asked when they got close enough, having evidently given up on making small talk with Sakusa. “It’s getting too warm to stay out here and wait.”

“Aw, don’t ya wanna see the floats go past?” Atsumu protested. “That’s my favourite part.”

“That’s not happenin’ fer another hour,” Aran reminded him. “The others’ll be here by then.”

“Oh, on the next train, then?” Yaku guessed.

“Yup. Well, Bokuto will be here fer that because he’s bringin’ Akaashi, and Akaashi only comes on the train,” Atsumu nodded, quickly scrolling through his messages.

“Kageyama was supposed to already be here,” Yaku tutted, following Atsumu’s lead and examining the team groupchat. “Think he got caught up in something?”

“Probably. Ushi’s not here because he’s in France, Suna’s with Osamu-“

“Komori’s on his way,” Sakusa interrupted. “He’s bringing bug spray.”

“So that’s everyone.” Yaku stood and dusted himself off. “Oh, there’s Kageyama.”

On the opposite side of the street, Kageyama stood looking completely lost. He clearly didn’t feel confident enough to cross in case he walked into one of the performers, who were doing their best to edge away from Hoshiumi and his accomplice. As they couldn’t fully escape without moving too fast (or running), and therefore ruining the performance, they could only lead the duo further down the road and into Kageyama’s path. Kageyama, terrified of anything he didn’t understand – like snakes, or Fanta – was frozen and unable to either reach the group waiting for him under the shop awnings or join Hoshiumi and Hinata’s adventure. In fact, he actually just looked likely to be swept away among swathes of fabric and stilts.

“HINATA!” Atsumu yelled over Lady Gaga, who was booming from a speaker held by the lead performer. “RESCUE YER BOYFRIEND!”

Hinata, though he clearly understood who Atsumu was referring to, immediately refused to take another step forward. “WE’RE NOT DATING!”

“OH, BE SO FER REAL RIGHT NOW-“

“HE’S GOING TO DIE!” Yaku screeched. Panicked, Hinata swivelled just in time to see Kageyama almost get knocked unconscious by a wayward stilt as the performers tried frantically to both retain their grace and get as far away from Hoshiumi as physically possible.

“Don’t say that, he’ll start attacking things,” Sakusa huffed. “And by things I mean innocent performers.”

“Since when were ya the voice of reason?” Atsumu asked, slightly unnerved. “I don’t like it. Stop it.”

“You have known me since we were sixteen years old, Atsumu, I don’t see how you’ve only just realised-“

“Oh my god, someone save Kageyama,” Aran interjected, watching the athlete be whirled between the performers like a bowl between the chopsticks of a street magician.

“We just told Hinata to,” Yaku argued, and lobbed his paper cup towards Hinata as best he could. “MOVE IT, GINGER!”

“Woah,” Aran said, hands up in surrender. “Now I’m not passin’ judgement or anythin’, but one could say, Yaku, that yer hair is a bit-“

“Not now, Aran,” said Yaku dismissively, and cupped his hands around his mouth. “HINATA, SAVE HIM!”

Hinata, who had been sulking in the middle of the road for the past few minutes, finally decided his point was made and began to make his way towards the performers. This only made things worse, however, as the performers began to panic that a second Hoshiumi was now coming to harass them with questions about how to avoid the police, and what the toughest wood was (for the purpose of making innocent-looking-yet-deadly swords). In their haste to get away, they began moving faster, making Kageyama spin so quickly his eyes were almost visibly swirling.

“Who knew getting a grown man to cross the road was this hard,” Sakusa commented, though he was just as invested as everyone else.

When Hinata eventually managed to get a hand on Kageyama’s arm and drag him, practically kicking and screaming, away from the whirling colours, almost the entire group broke out into cheers. Sakusa refrained, sniffing snobbishly at the (definitely homosexual) reunion hug.

“I hope someone tells ‘em,” Aran noted, watching Kageyama pick Hinata up and spin him around aggressively. “I hope a drag queen stops ‘em and congratulates ‘em on their marriage.”

“Why marriage?” Yaku asked.

“Well, they’re not just datin’, are they?” Aran pointed out. “They’ve been married since high school, in my opinion.”

Atsumu nodded sagely, and opened his mouth to add something, but instead a different voice said-

“Who’s married?”

“Komori!” Yaku welcomed. “Finally! Tell these morons they’re engaged.”

“Kiyo, Atsumu, you’re engaged,” Komori said solemnly.

Even Lady Gaga couldn’t salvage the awkward looks that followed, as Sakusa and Atsumu edged slowly apart and Aran bit his lip to avoid a grin.

“We meant the star-crossed lovers over there,” Yaku clarified, as Hinata grabbed Kageyama’s hands and started dragging him across the road.

“Oh, my bad,” said Komori cheerfully, without a shred of remorse. “Those two, too.”

By the time everyone had managed to regroup, Bokuto having been rescued from the sperm bank people (or was it the other way round?) and Akaashi having been rescued from the train station, there seemed hardly any point in trying to remove Hoshiumi from his riveting conversation with a stray kitten.

“I vote we leave him there,” Komori said, as the kitten left a long, red scratch across Hoshiumi’s face.

“Aw, but then he’ll miss the parade!” Bokuto pointed out.

“He’s a grown man, he’s perfectly capable of findin’ the parade by himself,” Atsumu shrugged.

“But why bother gathering here if we’re not going together?” Hinata countered.

Sakusa side-eyed him. “We’re all third wheeling you two anyway, it’s not exactly a bros trip.”

“Never say the words ‘bros trip’ again,” Komori admonished. “I’ll take away your bug spray.”

Sakusa hugged the small can close to his chest in defiance and turned his pleading eyes on Aran. “You have sense. You’ll leave that demon here, won’t you?”

“Well…” Aran hesitated. “We did all come here together…”

“Besides, what if he gets lost?” Bokuto agreed.

“Only you could get lost here, Koutarou,” Akaashi sighed. “All the streets lead back to each other, it’s not like he can end up on the other side of town. Unless he really tried…”

“I think we should take him,” said Kageyama, unexpectedly.

“For some reason, I didn’t think you’d want to,” Atsumu observed.

“If we take him, nothing bad will happen because it will all happen to him,” Kageyama reasoned.

“We’re taking him,” Aran said immediately, to a chorus of nods.

“HOSHIUMI!” Yaku yelled, because apparently he was the foghorn of the group today. “We’re leaving.”

Hoshiumi stood up, still holding the stray kitten. “Okay. Can I keep Jeremy?”

Jeremy hissed and struggled.

“No,” Yaku told him. “Pick something else.”

Hoshiumi obediently linked arms with Kageyama. “I’ll take this guy, then.”

Kageyama scowled. “I don’t want to be taken.”

“Yeah,” Hinata agreed, sporting a matching scowl. “Pick something else, Hoshiumi.”

Hoshiumi shrugged. “No.”

“Don’t bother trying to convince him,” someone called from another table. Surprised, they turned to see Iwaizumi, subtly decked out in pride converse and a pin badge, as well as Oikawa (pride flag cape & rainbow crocs) and two men they hadn’t seen before, one with startling pink hair.

“Iwa!” Oikawa hissed. “You promised not to talk to them!”

“I couldn’t watch any longer,” Iwaizumi said apologetically. “I just couldn’t bear it. Someone’ll get killed if they keep provoking Hoshiumi like that.”

“Ever the sensible one,” the man with pink hair sighed, though he didn’t seem upset.

“Couldn’t stop him from parenting if we tried,” the other agreed, and drained the last of his drink. “Still, he did promise it was our day…”

“Exactly!” Oikawa exclaimed, pointing triumphantly. “Even Mattsun says so!”

“It is our day,” Iwaizumi argued. “I just don’t want any deaths on the team-“

“Blah, blah, anyone would think you wanted to win the Olympics,” Oikawa interrupted. “Makki and Mattsun have come a long way for us, you know, at least spend time with them.”

Hinata, ever lacking in social skills, chose this moment to wave enthusiastically at Oikawa. “Tooru!!” he greeted. “I didn’t expect to see you here!”

“You didn’t expect to see me at pride?” Oikawa snarked, but he stood to hug Shoyo with a grin. “Iwa, I’ve decided. We’re joining these guys.”

“What about us?!” ‘Mattsun’ complained, helping Oikawa to disentangle their chairs and drag them over to join the bigger table. “We don’t even know them.”

“Volleyballers, this is Makki and Mattsun,” Oikawa introduced quickly. “Makki and Mattsun, this is the Japanese volleyball team. You know them already.”

“They’re Hanamaki and Matsukawa,” Iwaizumi elaborated, pointing at each in turn. “Sorry for the intrusion.” He made no effort to dissuade Oikawa from inserting himself into the group, knowing full well there was no stopping Oikawa. Ever.

Another group walked by the window, blasting Super Bass. Oikawa immediately began chanting the words; Sakusa, who had removed his mask to sip tentatively at his drink, started to mouth along too.  Iwaizumi, looking very close to killing himself, said, “Let’s move on, shall we?”

-

The parade began happily enough. After Bokuto managed to grasp the concept of drag queens, he immediately became their biggest fan, screaming and cheering whenever one went past. Akaashi simply kept a hold of his hand so he didn’t run out into the road and trample anyone, and smiled agreeably whenever Bokuto pointed something out to him.

“Simp,” Atsumu muttered under his breath; Sakusa looked at him questioningly, but Atsumu just flashed him a grin and offered to top up his friend’s SPF.

Oikawa, meanwhile, had tugged Iwaizumi, Hanamaki, and Matsukawa into a circle to dance. Hanamaki appeared to be doing his best, but Iwaizumi and Matsukawa were just observing - Mattsun was multitasking by recording, snickering, and daring Makki to do stupider and stupider moves. Oikawa looked like he was about to start breakdancing, as Iwaizumi covered his eyes and tried very hard to become invisible.

Hinata and Kageyama had somehow found a row of vendors and covered themselves in pride flags, from pin badges to face paint to literal flags stuck in their buttonholes, pockets and collars. Kageyama was finding it especially hard to move as he was encrusted with rainbows, but seemed content to stand still and watch Hinata, who was constantly being offered people’s numbers. Kageyama gave a satisfied nod every time Hinata turned one down, and every moment of hesitation deepened his scowl by another millimetre.

Yaku looked ready to pass out from heat on the sidewalk, leaning heavily on Komori, whose eyebrows seemed to enjoy Dolly Parton immensely. Aran had been sent on a mission to find more water.

“You’re going to be 60% water by the time you’ve finished,” Hoshiumi commented.

“All humans are anything from 45-75% water,” Bokuto recited, and beamed proudly. “Isn’t it amazing that I still remember that from university?”

“It’s so amazing,” said Akaashi, before anyone else could react. “You’re so smart.”

“Thanks, Keiji! Never as smart as you!”

Atsumu gagged.

“Homophobia,” Oikawa accused, seeing him. “Two people being innocently gay, and you’re gagging?”

“Oh, please,” said Atsumu. “Me? Homophobic? Me?”

“Yeah, he’s gay too!” Hinata agreed.

“Bi, thank you so much,” Atsumu corrected.

Oikawa gasped. “A woman kisser!”

“You’re a woman kisser, moron,” Iwaizumi said.

“Only in theory!”

“Just say you don’t like women,” Atsumu advised. “Less embarrassing than admitting it’s them that don’t like you.”

“Everyone likes women,” Hinata disagreed.

“I meant romantically.”

“Oh.” Hinata shrugged. “Well, I like women in all senses, anyway.”

“That’s not the point, Shoyo, because women like you back.”

Kageyama made a discontented noise. “I wish they didn’t,” he muttered.

“What?” asked Hinata. “Did you say something?”

“No.”

“He did,” Atsumu teased. “He said that-“

Kageyama threw a flag at him. “Stop!”

“Chill, dude, I didn’t even hear you,” Atsumu assured him.

“I did,” said Komori idly. “Do I get a free flag too?”

“No!”

“Guys, shut up,” said Yaku. He’d finally collapsed onto the pavement. “You need to hear my last will and testament.”

“You’re not dying,” Iwaizumi dismissed, but he knelt down and felt Yaku’s pulse. “Oh. Well, you’re probably not dying, but maybe we should-“

“Hospital?” Yaku asked.

“Hospital,” Iwaizumi agreed.

-

-

--

“…So who gets his money?”

“Bad timing, Koutarou.”

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[anime-fluff-imagines]

Haikyuu Characters First Kiss with Their GF

Sakusa, Kageyama, Akaashi PT. 1

Sakusa Kiyoomi

It was Itachiyama's game with Karasuno, and to be completely frank, I was terrified. Kiyo's team was winning, but I'd heard, and seen, some insane things from/about them. So when the ball hit the ground inside the lines and I heard the buzzer, I almost started sobbing. Kiyo had been practicing so hard for this and it payed off.

I was with his coach on the side lines, smiling brightly with tears in my eyes, as they went around thanking each other and the audience.

Finally Kiyo came over and smiling at me.

"We won." He said and I giggled.

"I saw. Congratulations Kiyo, I know you worked really hard. Good on all of you." I said to the team at the end. He smiled and then looked down and scowled.

"I'm going to go shower." I nodded, smiling.

...

"Good job, really." I said on the bus ride back to his house. He smiled and sighed as he let his head fall on my shoulder.

"I couldn't have done it without you." He said, nuzzling his head around.

"Wah, it's four am." I said.

"Woah." He replied as his head jerked up in surprise.

"Aww, you look so sleepy." I cooed and he blushed softly, not that I could really tell, his mask covered most of his cheeks.

"I am." He groaned as he flopped his head back onto my shoulder.

"Ow." I whined.

"That didn't hurt." He scoffed, playfully. I rolled my eyes and started brushing my fingers through his hair.

"We still have over an hour, honey, I'll wake you up when we're there if you want to sleep." He nodded and looked up. I raised my brows and pouted my lips, silently asking what he needed.

He raised his head back up and pulled his mask down.

"What?" I asked, a bit confused.

"You know what I noticed today?" I hummed.

"I was so tired, thinking I was going to pass out." I furrowed my brows in confusion but he kept going.

"But when I looked over at you, with your hands clasped and your little confused face, yeah that one." I smiled.

"I realized how much I loved you." I sucked in a breath and he smiled.

"You don't have to say it back, just wanted you to know." He said.

"Kiyo?" I whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Can you kiss me?" I asked. He glanced down at my lips before softly cupping my jaw and slowly bringing us together into a soft kiss.

It was not one of those kisses you see on TV, it was so bad, neither of us had kissed anyone before. But knowing it was with the man I wanted to be with for the rest of my life, it was perfect.

He slowly pulled away and opened his eyes.

"I love you too." I smiled as he nuzzled his head into my collarbone, a blushing mess.

Kageyama

I groaned as the ball fell to the ground and I followed.

"Tsukishima!" Kageyama screamed as he ran over to me.

"Okay, I didn't mean for that to happen." Tsukishima said.

"Y/n, are you okay?" Suga asked as he came closer.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I looked up and heard Hinata make an 'oh..'

"What?" I asked.

"You're bleeding. C'mere, let me get the first aid kit." Suga said but Kageyama stepped forward.

"I'll do it." He said and Suga nodded.

"Alright everyone, let's get back to practice." He said as he turned around.

Kageyama had an arm wrapped around my waist as we walked to Takeda-san and he opened the first aid kit.

"Y/n, do you feel disoriented at all?" He asked as he handed a package of tissues to Kageyama to open.

"No sir, just a tingly feeling." I giggled.

Kageyama tilted my head up and I shook my head.

"Mm-mn, that's not good for a bloody nose." I said.

"Well you're still a know-it-all, so I think you'll be fine." Kageyama said.

"Hehe." I giggled as Takeda-san walked away.

"I'm sorry you got hit in the face." Kageyama mumbled as I pressed a tissue under my nose.

"It's fine, and hey, Tsukishima didn't do it on purpose." He rolled his eyes.

"Yeah. Mhm. Are you sure you feel okay?" He asked.

"...Actually, it does hurt." I said and he eyes widened.

"Where?" He asked as he bent down to be level with my face.

"Here." I pointed to my lips.

"Didn't Tsukishima hit you in the nose?" He asked confusedly.

"Tobio." I deadpanned.

"What- Oh." He flushed and cradled my head in his hands, letting me move the tissue out of the way. My nose had stopped bleeding.

He smiled as he brought us together in a slightly hesitant kiss. I smiled into the kiss and he pulled away and patted my head softly.

"Get back to practice you." I giggled.

"Mkay, just face the wall okay?" I pursed my lips and pushed him away and he had a grin as he walked away.

Akaashi Keji

"Bokuto!" I laughed as I was engulfed in a huge bear hug.

"Y/n, you didn't say you were coming today!" He yelled, excitedly.

"Ah, it was just on a whim, I made some cookies and decided to bring some." I said and he gasped.

"Guys! Y/n brought cookies!" He yelled and the rest of the team came in, Akaashi was walking slowly behind them.

"Here, how about you give them out." I said and Bokuto nodded as I walked to Akaashi.

"Hi, Keji." He smiled as I hugged him.

"Hey princess." He said softly.

"Bokuto seems happy." I said and Akaashi chuckled.

"He was a bit upset earlier, couldn't spike the way he wanted to." I nodded in understanding.

"Thanks for the cookies by the way, you didn't need to do that." He smiled.

"No, I did, I made a lot more than I thought." He laughed at my expression and I smiled at the sound.

.

I stayed for their practice because Keji said he'd take me out for coffee after. That wasn't the only reason I was going of course, but coffee with your boyfriend is better than coffee alone.

"Hey, I just washed up, let's go." I nodded at Akaashi and turned around.

"Bye Bokuto-san, I'll see you at school tomorrow!" I waved.

"Byeee!" He yelled and waved back.

.

"Good job today." I said when we sat down by a window in the coffee shop. He sighed and smiled as he shook his head slightly.

"Yeah, it was a good practice, mostly since you were there." I blushed.

"Flirt." I accused.

"Only for you, baby." He batted his eyelashes as he took a sip of his drink.

"You're too pretty for you're own good." I giggled.

"I'm serious though, it meant a lot, even if you thought it wasn't much. The team's been stressed lately." I nodded in understanding.

"Well if there's anything I can do, please tell me." I said as I got up to put my tray and plate where it needed to go and Akaashi got up to walk with me.

"Hm, well, one thing." I raised and eyebrow as we left the café.

"What is it?" I asked as he grabbed my hand softly.

"Can you kiss me?" He asked.

"Can I kiss you?" I repeated.

"Mhmm.." He blushed.

I tugged on his hand slowly and he smiled. He leant down until our lips touched and we both smiled into the kiss until we pulled away.

"Less stressed?" I asked and he shrugged.

"Let's do it again just to make sure." I nodded as he pulled me closer by the waist and connected our lips again.

[bokutosenpai]

freebies

when kuroo was determined to get a “free” phone but got something else instead.

“we can’t keep doing this,”

you sighed, refusing with all your might not to look at him.

“what?” kuroo breathed. it’s as if time stopped and the blinking lights seem to blur altogether. the air seems to get thinner, making it hard for kuroo to breathe.

he wishes that you didn’t mean what he thought you meant. he didn’t want to assume, especially something bad, but really what else is there to think?

he pulled on your arm softly but his grip was firm, desperate for a clearer answer. “y/n look at me. talk to me.”

“i can’t anymore, kuroo,” shifting farther away from kuroo, only for him to step closer. his advances getting desperate. the lump in your throat getting harder to swallow.

“what do you mean?”

“i have nothing else to give… i have nothing.”

desperate pleas rest on the tip of his tongue.

“oh my godd..” bokuto groaned, as he slurped up the blue slushy. “just exchange more coins.”

the machine dinged! the usual theme song playing, blinking red indicating that kuroo had lost, again.

you laughed breaking off contact with kuroo’s intense stare.

“dude, you ruined it.” kuroo teased, digging into his shorts for more tokens that he might’ve missed.

“then stop flirting.” the buff man retaliated.

you grimaced, “we were not flirting.” as you slurped your own drink.

“tch, sure you weren’t.” koutarou grumbled before sighing into his cup. “i miss akaashi.”

kuroo snickered, grabbing you red slushy (“hey that’s mine!”) and taking a sip, “where is akaashi?”

rolling your eyes as you snatch your drink back, “he’s visiting family in miyagi.” you take out your phone switching to instagram and showing kuroo the picture.

“woah, who’s that?” he asked as he zoomed into the picture.

bokuto perked up in light of the switch in the conversation, “that’s his cousin from his mother-side! he’s a voleyball player like us.”

“iwaizumi, right?” you turned to bokuto and he nodded in affirmation.

“when did he post this?” kuroo began swiping down to all the comments of how uncanny akaashi and this iwaizumi fellow is.

you sighed, “that’s a throwback he posted a month ago.”

bokuto snickered, “you really need a new phone bro.” placing his arm around kuroo to peek at the comments.

kuroo, as if just remembering the original dilemma, “oh shit, I have to exchange some coins!”

“you’re still going?” you asked in disbelief.

“i won’t stop until i get that phone off the key machine!” kuroo declared, turning around the corner for the main desk.

the game kuroo has been obsessing over for the past month has a prize of the newest model phone. but the reason he’s so desperate is because kuroo, for the life of him, cannot take care of his phone; always cracking the screen, losing it in the train, accidentally sitting on it and basically being the worst phone user there is.

now he has somehow convinced himself that he could just win the phone in the arcade (“imagine how awesome that would be?”) instead of buying a new one like a normal person.

you let out a breathy chuckle, as you stirred the straw around the container.

“ohh you’re down bad.”

you looked at your cousin in front of you and scoffed, “now you better not be talking about me.”

bokuto ignoring your remark completely, “when i got the invite i thought it was gonna be a fun day out but instead i’m out here third-wheeling.” slurping the last contents of his slushy.

you scoffed, “what are you talking about? me and kuroo?”

now your denial would be considered effective if you weren’t redder than your slushy. such anatomic reaction could be because of a lot of things. the warm weather, a fever, your gigantic crush on kuroo, heat stroke, rash—the usual.

bokuto rose a perfectly plucked eyebrow, his hands on his hips giving a silent oh really.

“no—shut up,” you muttered and if your face was warm (it was), you hope he wouldn’t notice. he can be quite perceptive when he wants to be.

you want to believe that you have been subtle in hiding your fondness over the middle blocker—at the very least hiding it from kuroo. but such actions are proven to be difficult as kuroo is a very teasing, touchy person—one that does not do your heart any good.

“you know it’s not like that.” the palpable disappointment in your voice was covered up by your cough.

koutarou threw his cup to the nearest trashcan and stuck out his tongue to you and wordlessly pointed.

“yes, it’s blue,” you confirmed.

bokuto pumped his fists, “nice,”

“an-and it’s never going to be like that.” you stated louder.

he rolled his eyes, “yeah sure y/n.”

“we’ve been friends since forever, way before you two even knew each other—i think if something was meant to happen, it would’ve happened by now.”

“uh-huh,” he retorted, his face contorted in distrust, “you know what i hear?”

he looked at you expectantly— to play along as his audience with his impending speech. even going as far as faking a mic to elicit a response from you.

you sighed knowing it’s best to just go with the flow to get it over with,

“what do you hear?” you asked in a monotone voice, as you lean into the ‘mic.’

bokuto beamed, “all i hear reasons why it won’t happen but no rebuttal to such feelings existing…” rubbing his chin, “interesting.”

your face flamed and spurted out, “i don’t— i don’t like him!”

bokuto tilted his head to the side, amused, “uh-huh.”

“i swear, you’re becoming more and more like akaashi.”

“why, thank you.”

kuroo came back jogging to the two of you, “got ‘em!” he grinned, shaking the small bucket of coins in his hands. “what are we talking about?”

“nothing,” “y/n’s crush.”

your head never turned faster to gape at your cousin. the betrayal thick in your mouth as you sputtered denials.

“oh,” kuroo said, “i didn’t know you liked someone.”

“i—“

“do i know them?” titling his head, his smile looking strained against his face.

you shook your head, “kou was just kidding,” you chuckled awkwardly.

he stared at you then, even with the blaring tunes of the machines, it felt quiet.

“right,” he cleared his throat and turned to the machine in an easy smile. “i’ll show this machine what the human evolution can do!”

“so apparently, the result of human evolution is failing—who would’ve thought?” bokuto standing next to kuroo, looking at the red blinking machine.

kuroo looked at the noisy machine with quivering lips.

“it’s okay bro, you still got rockin’ hair.”

“i don’t get it, at this point i should’ve won at least something by now…” he scrunched up his eyebrows, “unless it’s statistically impossible.” pressing his face to the glass and toying with the joystick.

“well, you can always buy a new one.” you quipped.

kuroo stood straight and grabbed your shoulders, shaking you as he exclaimed, “but the satisfaction of winning it though, it’s gonna feel so good when i win!”

“if you win,” bokuto interjected, inflating a pumped kuroo.

“at this rate,” you laughed, grabbing his hands from your shoulders and holding them tight,

“the money you spent in the game is the same amount as buying a phone from the store.”

you let his hands go with a sympathetic pat. kuroo still looking at the game, his face illuminated by the various games and machines.

bokuto made a sound effect of waa-waa-waaaa, teasing him further.

“ah, what supportive friends.” kuroo halfway through his moping.

you sighed, grabbing his arm, “let’s just go, you can try another day.”

“if he even has the money to try again.” your cousin chirped, teasing as he punched kuroo’s shoulder.

you glared at him warning to quit it, but he didn’t seem to get the, message as he just smiled at you like a personified question mark. “what?”

shaking your head in exasperation, “let’s just get lunch.”

“i can’t.” kuroo slumped, even further.

“sure you can!” you shook his arm in comfort, “there’s a conveyer sushi near here i think.” ushering a heavy moping kuroo out of the arcade.

“no i literally can’t,” kuroo looked at you then, sheepish and red (dare i say it, looking very cute), “i burned through my weekly allowance just now.”

bokuto, cackled, “bro,”

“what? i thought today was my day!” he defended, adjusting your hold so your arm would loop with his. “my lucky charm‘s ’ere, afterall.” he noted, pulling you closer.

you felt yourself short circuit. “what?”

bokuto rose an eyebrow, “i see~”

you try to focus on pulling kuroo away from the arcade rather than the tingling in your side, the raging butterflies in your stomach, the teasing hoots of your cousin and the warm hand on top of yours.

“y/n i didn’t know you were kuroo’s lucky charm~”

you decided not to dignify that with a response. because as much as you love your cousin, there are times where you just want to strangle the hell out of him.

masking your embarrassment with faux anger at their teasing words.

“‘course she is!” untangling your arms and placing his arm over your shoulder, “y/n’s my girl,” kuroo smirked. wiggling his eyebrows as he looked at you smug and teasing.

“oho~”

the restaurant couldn’t come fast enough. the string of your sanity unravelling, with their teasing. your already warm face getting even warmer. your hands jittery in giddiness. you know kuroo like to get under people’s skin, this wasn’t new. but you can’t help but feel he’s doing this on purpose to get a rise out of you or something.

not that he had to do anything special to get a reaction out of you. you were after all, as your cousin had kindly labelled, down bad.

“ha-ha, very funny.” you rolled your eyes in hopes to mask the raging mess in your chest.

kuroo was still looking at you but you find it hard to look back like you usually do.

the conversation with bokuto in the arcade still playing in your head.

a tiny fear that you might stare too long, admiration too obvious in your eyes that he might start to notice too.

and even if the adamant denial became the accepted norm for you it was never the truth.

the truth is, you liked kuroo. you’ve always felt a type of attraction towards him from the moment you met. what with his wit and boyish charms, your heart can’t seem to catch a break whenever you were near him.

“is this it?” bokuto, stopped and pointed at a restaurant with his thumb.

snapping you out of your thoughts, nodding, “yeah, that’s the one.”

entering the establishment as bokuto spoke with the host.

kuroo leaned down to whisper softly in your ear, “are you sure it’s okay?”

you looked up at him frantically, holding your warm and red ear.

“what?” you turned to look at him, but seeing his face way too close for comfort and hurriedly backed away.

kuroo frowned at your actions, stood straighter. face farther from you now. “the lunch,” he clarified. “are you sure it’s okay if you treat me to lunch?”

“o-oh,” you breathed, “yeah, of course.” smiling at him reassuringly.

kuroo was still looking at you, weird and calculating like before. before you could ask him what’s wrong, bokuto called you both over to go to the table.

bokuto waving big at the two of you as you approach. “i already got a plate, it’s ebi!”

you reached out to grab a chair, at the same time kuroo was grabbing his. hands touching like being electrocuted as you flinch.

kuroo’s frown only seemed to deepen and in your peripheral saw bokuto quirk an eyebrow at the interaction.

“im gonna go to the bathroom first, go eat without me.” kuroo said, hands now deep in his pockets.

“okay, hurry back~” bokuto said, grabbing another plate and another. “so what was that about? hm?”

“huh?” looking up from your hands.

bokuto pursed his lips, “why’re you two so awkward now?” plopping a nigiri in his mouth. “a while ago, you two were reenacting a romance drama now you can’t even look at him.”

you huffed looking away to grab a plate of sushi for yourself and kuroo. “this is your fault, you know.” pointing an accusatory finger at him.

“my fault? what’d i do?”

you looked around before whispering harshly, “if you hadn’t made that comment about kuroo and i then—“

“oh please, i just pointed out the obvious sexual tension.“

you gawked at him, “there is no tension.”

“y/n’s my girl~” he hummed, teasing. plopping another sushi, like he in a rush. “and don’t think i didn’t see you two whispering a while ago.”

his mouth was still full but he grabbed another sushi and chewed.

“he was just asking if it was okay for me to treat him to lunch.”

bokuto frantically pointed his chopsticks at you, “hm!! that too! if that doesn’t scream a date i don’t know what does.”

you rolled your eyes, “this isn’t a date. we’re just friends eating lunch together.”

seeing a plate of kuroo’s favourite sushi, you grabbed it and set it down the table.

“and you’re here, so it’s not a date.” glancing up at your cousin to see his cheeks full. the look in his eyes sending a bad shiver go down your spine.

“you’re right y/n,” setting down his chopsticks and dabbing his mouth clean. “it wouldn’t be a date if i’m here.”

bokuto stood up, grabbing a couple of bills to place on the table.

“what are you doing?”

“i left enough to cover my share—“

grabbing his arm, “bo, no no no no no where are you going?”

“home,” he grinned. “i need to call akaashi anyway.”

you stood, following him, “no no, bo, no you can’t. you can’t leave. bo please.”

“go get ‘im tiger!” he huffed.

you tried pulling him back to sit down but his haughty laughter proves it to be difficult.

“have a nice date!”

“where’s bokuto?” kuroo looking around before sitting down across from you.

if he notices the abundant plate on the table ready for him to eat and the multitude of straw wrapping balled up over the table, it was nobody’s business.

after all you had to occupy yourself.

otherwise with the idea of you and kuroo and the word date floating in your brain, you might just race out of there.

“he, um, left.”

“oh,”

“yeah.”

there was a minute of silence and with each passing second made you want to shrivel up inside.

even with the long years of friendship, there had only been a handful of times where it was just the two of you.

most of the times, kenma would be here playing his game and both of you would be too preoccupied taking care of kenma than to notice any sort of tension (at least in your end). if not with kenma then with bokuto and akaashi.

regardless that fact only made it even more stressful and unnerving.

how could you be close friends with a guy you barely have one on one time with?

oh right, someone you have an embarrassingly huge crush on. not to mention obvious enough that your cousin had to notice.

“this is good.” he mumbled through the mouthful of sushi in his cheeks, resembling that of a chipmunk.

he perked up looking at the approaching plate behind you, leaning forward to grab and place it for you.

“you like this, right?”

“oh, thanks.”

both of you settled into a familiar rhythm. playing games in the monitor when you collected enough plates and grabbing food, you knew the other would like.

soon enough you slowly forgot about why you were worried in the first place.

kuroo looking at you in an easy smile and leaning more into you when he teases you for doing an odd eating habit.

“you have a piece of rice,” he said, gesturing to his own mouth.

“huh?” rubbing your mouth erratically, your face faintly flushed. “did i get it?”

he chuckled softly before dropping his chopsticks and leaning to from across the table and swiping at your mouth. his thumb lightly touching your lips.

“there.”

leaning back as you covered your mouth with a napkin as you mumbled out a thanks. suddenly finding the design of the plates and table interesting.

with a swift eye contact, you can see him hesitate a little, looking as if he wanted to say something.

but was interrupted by a server.

“hello, we have an event today for the weekend. all couples get a free dessert!”

you were quick to look at kuroo and then to the server, shaking your head. “oh no—“

“sure, sounds great.”

kuroo smiled, looking right at you. “what do you guys have?”

the person listed of all the things they offer, but kuroo’s eyes never left yours.

the erratic beating of your heart, loud and deafening in your ear. as you try and fail to look back at him.

he chose a dessert, and the person left.

leaning back in his chair, still looking at you. before smirking into a smile. “you look so red.”

looking away in a scoff, “shut up.”

“that was great.” kuroo hummed, rubbing his belly. “thanks for lunch.” leaning forward into you and smiling wide.

you looked away, a smile etched on your face, “no problem.”

you would think the lunch would end in awkwardness. but kuroo seamlessly led the conversation with a soft smirk.

you two began your walk to the station in a languid pace. calm and fulfilled.

“hey,” tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear, “i wanna say sorry for acting weird the whole day.”

he bumps you, raising his eyebrow, “really? i didn’t notice. i thought you were just naturally red faced.” he teased.

“shut up,” you laughed. “it’s just bo said some weird stuff and it kinda got into my head ‘lil.”

“oh? like?”

“just stuff about having tension and being on a date—he’s just being weird.” you laughed.

you kind of want to berate yourself for being so weird and in your head today. not like the way you interact with him changed any different. you two were just naturally touchy and he is just naturally flirty.

bokuto likes to overthink things, and maybe that sort of messed with your head a little. not like kuroo was the dating type either. it was just the dynamic you two naturally had.

he hummed, “well he isn’t wrong.”

“yeah, we’re just normally like that.”

“and the tension between us has been crazy lately.”

you stop, “huh.”

“and well normally i would want a date where it’s just us two the whole day. rather than having my date’s cousin around.” he stops too, looking down at you. as if shy.

you stare at him, disbelief all over your face. “so bokuto really was third-wheeling.”

“i didn’t mind.” he laughed, “but next time when i invite you out can it just be the two of us?”

“this was a date? but you just played— i didn’t think—“

he nodded shrugging his shoulders, “well i can’t exactly pull any moves on you with bokuto around.”

you sputter out a laugh, “moves on me?”

“i got a couple.”

scratching the back of his neck, a bashful boyish smile etched on his face, “and there’s also another restaurant here that serves free desserts for couples—and i’m hoping that when i invite you out again it’s just gonna be us two.”

you inhaled sharply, your body forgetting to breathe for a second and if you thought you were glowing red before wait til you see your face now. “yeah,” you exhaled. “i would love that.”

“yeah?”

“yeah.” you giggled.

“okay then.” turning away from you the tips of his ears flushed red. “now i guess i really have to win that phone now huh?”

“oh yeah?”

he nodded looking back at you, “well i missed texting you and i need to call to make a reservation right?”

you laughed walking faster to catch up to him, “better let me play it then since you suck.”

“i do not!”

[gaoau]

Sunday 11th – “Neighbors Should Look Out for Each Other”

The Girl Upstairs warnings — none. word count — 2.3k

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"I really can't tell if I haven't had coffee in a while or you're just pretty damn good at this." [Name] held her steaming cup with both hands, sniffing the nostalgic scent of cheap powdered coffee. A smile adorned her face as she took yet another sip.

Akaashi couldn't help but mirror her expression. He had succeeded, at last. [Name] stepped out of her shell once and for all thanks to his helping hand. Questions no longer bounced around his head aimlessly; he finally knew which [Name] was the real one. The nihilistic, nonchalant, witty girl with a knack for terrible puns and unexpected one-liners. Maybe they could become great friends, after all, it didn't feel like a stretch anymore.

But, of course, the process took far longer than he was patient enough to wait for. She may have lied, she may have not. They hadn't talked much, anyway. He was sure there were some truths among everything she had told him, he just had a hard time distinguishing them from the thousands of lies she had thrown in the mix.

He only had one option — keep her talking and put the pieces together, one by one.

"How long has it been?"

[Name] blew a raspberry. "I dunno. First year, maybe? Before that? I can't tell, to be honest."

"Why that long?"

"Nothing against coffee, I've just been living off of water since I moved here. Capitalism's rough, man."

"That's a lie."

[Name] rose a brow, and then chuckled. "You got me." She set her cup down with a soft knock. "I don't believe in self-indulgence."

"Of all things, I didn't expect to hear that. You don't drink coffee just because it tastes good?"

"Woah, you're making me sound like an idiot. Not to say you're wrong, I'm one hell of a dumbass. But it goes beyond that."

"Expand."

"Are you ignoring that I called myself idiotic?"

"We'll get into that later. Don't change the subject."

"Well. To put it simply, I don't believe in much, I guess. Fate, love, life, or anything else that they play on the radio. Fulfilling my desires falls in the same category. I only need water, some basic food, and a roof."

"And love."

"Get off my case, Socrates."

Akaashi held in his laughter. "The books they made me read so far said love is a basic need — I mean, desire, in this context."

"Well, don't go getting philosophic on me. I don't believe in philosophy either."

"Do you believe in anything at all?"

"Science, probably."

"Isn't philosophy a science?"

"Not as far as I'm concerned. And I'm not too concerned, to be honest."

"So you only believe in math?"

"Oh, okay, math isn't technically a science. Hm, let me rephrase myself. I believe in science and math, and that's as far as I'll take this topic."

"I'd like to hear more about that, though. Your mentalities are so different from anything I've ever heard. You know there is more, but you don't take it."

"Woah, okay, call me out to my face." This time Akaashi let his laughter spill. [Name] joined him. "The thing is nothing matters, to be honest. You'll die, I'll die, and whatever we do will be reduced to nothing. Some dudes are out there working their asses off, and what for?"

"Self-realization."

"No, man, it's all for nothing. We're all the same at the end of the day; we only take our name to the grave."

"I think I said this before, but that's a really sad outlook."

"I personally like to call it realistic, but sure. Whatever floats your boat."

"But if you don't believe in self-indulgence, why are you drinking coffee, chatting with me?"

[Name] snorted. "Well, first off, you probably wouldn't let me out of here until you got more answers from me."

"[Name]-san, that's not wh—"

"Don't sweat it." She offered him a smile, her head shaking gently. "Neighbors should look out for each other."

"Now you're quoting me."

"Those were some wise words, Aristotle."

"You do know your philosophers, though."

"I've read. Anyway, where were we?"

Akaashi smiled. The look on her face told him she had genuinely lost track of the conversation. "Your indulgence on the coffee."

"Oh, that, yeah! Uh, so yeah… As well-founded as my mentality is, I'm kinda weak, I guess. I couldn't help myself."

"You're really vague."

"I hate explaining my brain."

"I'm interested."

[Name] rolled her eyes, a gentle smile tugging at her lips. "This is nice. Your apartment is so pristine, and it smells amazing, by the way."

"Thanks."

"Your couch is hella comfortable, the bitterness of coffee tastes great, and your company's enjoyable. I know I shouldn't want these things, but I think I can push my mentality aside for a bit."

"How long?"

"If I put a deadline on my freedom, I'll feel it weighing on me. Just a bit. Long enough so that I won't regret anything."

"Why would you regret?"

"Ah, sorry, can't go there. Next question, please."

"This isn't an interrogatory, [Name]-san."

"Hey, I may be an idiot, but I'm not stupid."

"Fine, let's go into that, then. You keep calling yourself dumb and such. You seem plenty smart to me."

"I'm book-smart, I guess. I'm pretty good at that. Give me a textbook, tell me what to read and understand, and I'll spit out anything you want me to. Math, biology, physics; I get those because they make sense. But anything out of textbooks, I've got no clue about."

"You can't be smart in every field, [Name]-san. I know a lot of people that stick to social sciences because they're easier to understand than natural sciences. Oh, and math, apparently."

"Social sciences aren't real science."

Akaashi blinked. Damn, she was good. "You're changing the subject again."

"Ah, you got me again, Akaashi-san."

"Keiji."

"Don't bother, that's not gonna happen."

"Fair enough, [Surname]-san."

"Okay, message received. Keiji-san it is."

"Why don't you like your last name?"

"Wait, no, it's not that I don't like it. I don't like using it, 'cause I feel I'm not living up to it."

"Expand, please."

[Name] groaned. "This again?"

"I'm getting my answers one way or another."

"You're biting off more than you can chew, though. It's gonna hurt you more than me."

"What will?"

"Hm, moving on." She took a swig of her coffee. Akaashi waited for her to start talking again. "My parents are nice people, and they did their best raising me. It's just that somewhere along the way the sky fell hard on me and I went into the wrong lane."

"The sky fell hard on you?"

"Some realizations and the like. I said I don't believe in life and all that, simply because it's all one trade-off after the other. You never win, but you never lose either."

"You talk as if you've been through something terrible."

"No, not at all. My life was always pretty calm. Nice parents, a nice older brother, a roof, food on my plate every dinner, some pets to play with."

"Then what made you think like this? Like nothing matters?"

"Uh, great question." She giggled to herself, racking her brain for answers. Akaashi stared intently at her. [Name] averted her eyes to her cup. "I guess my life was so normal that my brain decided to make it interesting. I read books and all these philosophers you like so much—"

"I don't."

"—And came up with my own conclusions. Living is nice, the thing is it's pointless."

"Sounds sad." [Name] shrugged. "Let's move on. The red mark on your neck?"

"Ah, shit, you can see that one still?" Her hands reached to cover her neck on instinct.

"No, I saw it when you came over to study."

"Of course you did. I won't talk about it, though."

"Then the cuts on your feet. How long have they been there?"

"Uh, a month?"

Akaashi blinked, brows rising. "A month should be enough to heal."

"Jokes on you, Aka—"

"Keiji."

"Keiji-san. There're a lot of them and my poor nutrition can't handle it."

"Have you been eating well?"

"Um, no?"

"When was the last time you had a proper meal?"

"Oh, brother, not this."

"[Name]-san." [Name] locked eyes with him at the stern call of her name. Akaashi held a scowl on his face. "When did you last eat something?"

"Uh, on Thursday I had some noodles."

"And Friday? Saturday?"

"…No, nothing…"

"Why?"

"I forgot…?"

"You're staying over for lunch and dinner today."

"It's no biggie. I'll die anyway. One meal less, one meal more."

"You're too nonchalant about your own health. How can you joke like that?"

"No comment."

Akaashi sighed. "Did you at least disinfect your cuts?" [Name]'s silence was enough of a reply. Akaashi stood from his seat and headed for his bathroom.

"Keiji-san…?"

After rummaging through his drawers and cabinets, Akaashi found exactly what he wanted. A plastic bottle of rubbing alcohol and an unopened bag of cotton. As soon as [Name] recognized the items in his grasp, her eyes progressively widened into a look of panic.

Akaashi motioned towards his couch. "Take off your bandages."

"I fear."

"Come on, [Name]-san, neighbors should look out for each other."

"Please, don't smile at me like that."

Albeit reluctantly, [Name] stumbled over to Akaashi's couch and plopped down on the fuzzy blanket he had lent her for the night. Her fingers twitched uncertain as she fiddled with the white cloths wrapping her feet. She let them drop onto the floor, finding they remained unstained despite coming into contact with her old yet fresh cuts. Akaashi felt his neighbor's glare as he soaked a misshapen cotton ball in alcohol. [Name] grimaced in anticipation.

Akaashi patted his lap with his free hand, the other one holding onto the cotton. "The faster we do this, the less we'll suffer."

"Now you're quoting me."

"Come on." [Name]'s hesitation spread across her face in pursed lips and bent eyebrows. Akaashi sighed and snatched her ankle, lifting it from the floor and settling it atop his thighs. "This'll burn a little." He shot her a smile begging for forgiveness.

"Oh, I'm well aware."

With swift and short taps, he pressed the alcohol to the sole of [Name]'s foot. [Name] sucked air through her teeth and cursed in pain. Her eyes screwed shut as she clenched her fists, throwing her head back and exhaling heavily. "Just a second, [Name]-san." [Name] attempted a hum of confirmation, but it was quickly cut off by another hiss.

Akaashi finished his job by re-wrapping the practically unused bandages, and then moved on to the other foot. He frowned at the sight. The cuts held a rich red color, clearly much deeper than the ones he had finished disinfecting. They seemed larger, too. He wasted not another second in running the cotton ball down her sole.

[Name] bit her lip and clicked her tongue. "Oh, I'm really close to kicking you."

"I'll be done soon, give me a second."

He tightly pressed the cotton against the largest and most concerning of slashes. [Name] yanked her leg away from his grasp in one quick motion. "Okay, I'm tapping out, I can't." She blew short puffs of air onto the irritated skin.

"Let me wrap it, at least."

"God, you're far more persistent than anyone I've ever met."

"Is that a good or bad thing?"

"I can't tell, to be honest."

"There. All done." Akaashi finished fastening the cloth and set her foot back on the ground.

"Thanks."

"It's nothing."

"No, really, thanks. There could've still been some glass in there for all I knew."

"And you've been walking with those for a month already?"

"Uh, yeah…? I managed."

"So when I talked to you on Monday, you were stumbling around because they hurt."

"Well, actually…" [Name] laughed, a nervous smile spread across her lips as she averted her eyes. "I kind of had a hard time when I saw you standing at the gates, so I was sorta dizzy."

"Why's that?"

"Uh, I may or may have not figured you were probably there waiting for me. Which, as it turns out, you were, in fact, waiting for me."

"You knew…? How? Did you know me back then?"

"So, fun fact, I saw you when you moved in. You had the Fukuroudani uniform, so I thought avoiding you would be for the best."

"Avoiding me?"

[Name] groaned and hid her face behind her palms. "I didn't want you getting involved with me, as I've told you. So when I found out you were right below me and we attended the same school, I decided to avoid you. I, um, I analyzed your morning routine to, uh, leave for school later than you."

"Oh."

"Yeah… So, anyway. Anything else you wanna know…?"

"Why were you so insistent on me not getting involved with you?"

"…Sorry, man, I can't answer that one. I really, really want to go through with that part, so I can't say."

"I understand. But from now on, remember that I'm always downstairs for you."

"Sure, dude, thanks a bunch." And she presented her closed fist, which he bumped with his own, both wearing identical smiles.

[tenma-udai]

A lot of people who don't play a sport with repetitive motions make fun of Bokuto's weakness of forgetting how to hit a cross, but like it's so easy to do that,,,, so I play golf and I forget how to hit specific clubs all the time and my dad agreed that it even happens to experienced player once in a while. I think you always want to focus on what you're doing well in sports to keep yourself hyped so for Bokuto who just feels really strongly, it's easy to forget everything else.

tbh!!! not enough people give bokuto enough credit for his ability to do cross shots, line shots, and cut shots. that's a lot of range and mobility to keep track of and saru even says later in the chapter he gets what bokuto means

even tsukki intentionally tries to do this with ushijima, by getting him used to line shots over and over-- and then on the last one they close on the line to try and trap him. only ushijima is ushijima and changes it to a cross at the last second

muscle memory is a very real thing and especially in sports!!

[chaoticevilorange]

hq men comforting y/n after a bad dream. a lot of kisses pls. thank you!

Ooooh this is such a cute ideaaaa 🤧💖

Haikyuu x reader fluff

You're both sleeping in your shared bedroom, he's waking up because you're shifting on the bed, upon a closer inspection to your sleeping form he sees how your face is scrunched, you move like you're fighting something, he...

Wakes you up gently caressing your face, when you wake up tearing up he reaches your hand squeezing it a bit, you're shaken trying to find out where did you wake up and he talks softly "I'm here love, it's me" recognizing you boyfriend you clinged into him, he hugs you moving your body comfortably against his, he kisses your tears while cleans your face with his thumbs, whatever your nightmare was you feel safe

Iwaizumi, Sugawara, Ennoshita, Yamaguchi, Goshiki, Yaku, Akaashi

Gets cranky at first, why the hell are you moving so much? Before he could even touch you to wake you up, you gasp clinging the sheets, he grows worried, you look very shaken, he turns on the lights and reaches your face "hey" he speaks softly "come here babe, I got you" you're trembling, your dream must have been nasty, he pulls you on top of him, caressing your hair he gives your temple several kisses rubbing your back soothingly

Kyotani, Tsukishima, Semi, Kenma, Suna, Atsumu, Futakuchi

Immediately turns on the light to see what's wrong, gives you gentle pats in your hips to wake you up, when you see him you curl into his body, clinging onto him breathing heavily and spilling a few tears, his hands travel to your hair and waist pulling you impossibly close to him, "do you want anything love?" You shake your head against his chest, he hums a low soothing tone, then he moves your face to look at him and he peppers your face with soft kisses

Oikawa, Asahi, Tanaka, Satori, Bokuto, Aran, Aone

Wakes up confused, immediately notices you're having a nightmare, he wakes you up softly making you sit up "come here bunny" this man is carrying you bridal style to the kitchen, places you on the top of the counter with a blanket wrapped around you while talks softly to distract you and makes your favourite drink/tea/hot cocoa, when he makes sure you've calm down a bit he places himself between your dandling legs to hug you muttering sweet nothings kissing your temple

Hanamaki, Daichi, Ushijima, Kuroo, Kita, Samu, Sakusa

Unfortunately for you this guy is a heavy sleeper 🤧 you wake up covered on sweat, breathing heavily like you've ran or something, you don't even recall the dream, you wake him up sobbing a bit and he reacts almost immediately, his first instinct is to grab your face "woah, hey honey, what is it?" Proceeds to sit up and place you on his lap hugging you and kissing wherever his lips can reach muttering apologies and soothing words, he's awake now for whatever you need

Matsukawa, Nishinoya, Hinata, Kageyama, Yamamoto, Lev, Koganegawa

Took me a while, since I finally posted the master list my brain is a pudding 😂 thanks for reading 🐨✨💖

[akaashisbabygirl]

how he reacts to seeing you wearing his hoodie

suna rintarō

pictures! you know that scene where the miya twins are fighting and suna just sits there taking pictures - yeah, that’s what he’s going to do with you. he will take honestly a thousand pictures of you wearing his hoodie because it looks so cute on you. suna even sets the images he took of you as his wallpaper because he thinks you look so adorable wearing a big hoodie that’s too big for you that belongs to him <333

bokuto kōtarō

bokuto is probably like WOAH!!! he’s also wondering “oh so THATS WHERE MY HOODIE WENT” because he was looking for it this morning and couldn’t find it. he will from then on ask you to always wear his hoodie because he absolutely loves it when you’re wearing his clothing. he thinks it looks so good over you and he’s always got some comments to make whenever you’re wearing any of his clothing <3333

kuroo tetsurō

kuroo honestly just smirks to himself when he sees you walk out of the bedroom wearing one of his red hoodies. he absolutely loves it. he really does love it when you wear his clothing, and he thinks when you wear his oversized hoodies it absolutely suits you. recommends you to wear his clothing more often. but also the fact that this man cannot take his hands off of you - not in any sexual way, he just loves how you look wearing his clothing

akaashi keiji

literally the second akaashi sees you wearing his hoodie - he swears that he falls in love with you all over again. he thinks you look adorable wearing his hoodie, especially since his clothes are too big for you, so you end up having sweater paws and it goes down to your mid thigh. akaashi thinks you look adorable and all he wants to do it grab onto you and give you a big hug and kiss you and tell you how adorable you are <33

tsukishima kei

he swears to you that he doesn’t think anything when he sees you walking around your shared home wearing one of his hoodies - but honestly tsukishima is screaming inside. he thinks you look absolutely fucking adorable but he doesn’t have the right words to express just how beautiful you look wearing his clothing. instead, he just brushes it off and acts as if it doesn’t affect him in any way, but he can never stop thinking about it

sugawara kōshi

i do think that he’s another one who is going to be pulling out his phone and taking a million different photos of you wearing his hoodie. suga praises you - like he literally praises you “i’m so proud of you for wearing my clothing!!” and honestly, he just loves it?? he really loves it when you’re wearing his clothing. you look absolutely beautiful in what he owns and he really does encourage you to wear his clothing more often

atsumu miya

okay no because i honestly feel like atsumu will start flirting with you right on the spot the second he sees you wearing one of his hoodies. he loves the sight of you wearing his hoodie. it’s so big on you and long - making you have sweater paws and how it goes down to the middle of your thighs and looks like a dress on you, he thinks it’s cute. he smirks to himself as he watches you spin around and tells you to wear his hoodie more often

kenma kozume

he’s too busy playing games that he probably didn’t even realise that you were wearing one of his hoodies until the game ended and he could properly look at you. that’s when kenma becomes a blushing mess because oh my god you look so adorable wearing his hoodie. even though it’s not that much bigger on you, it’s still long and that factor is noticeable. he smiles and blushes because you look so adorable wearing it,, he just doesn’t know what to say to you

sakusa kiyoomi

sakusa acts as if he doesn’t care at all that you’re wearing his hoodie - but on the inside he really does love it. he thinks his hoodie looks adorable and so big and cute on you that he cannot control himself from screaming on the inside. he isn’t one who is going to say much about it, but in his head he’s thinking about how his hoodie suits you a lot. he only tells you that it looks good, but secretly he’s smiling to himself on the inside

kageyama tobio

kageyama actually gets so fucking blushy when it comes to seeing you wearing his clothing. he actually thinks that you look so cute and amazing wearing his clothing. the only thing about him is that he doesn’t really know what to say or how to act. he kinda just becomes a nervous blushing wreck when he sees you wearing his clothing - especially his hoodie. it’s never happened before so he’s kinda nervous about it

osamu miya

it’s already a thing that everything in osamu’s closet also belongs to you - so it’s not really something new to him to see you wearing any of his clothing, but when he sees you wearing his gigantic hoodie - oh my god his jaw has dropped. he thinks you look gorgeous wearing a hoodie that’s way too big for you and how cute it is just resting on your body. he makes sure to hold you close almost as if he’s trying to keep you as his forever

hinata shōyō

hinata is another one of those boys who is going to just blush and have absolutely no idea what to say when he sees you walk out wearing his hoodie. it was the first time you had ever worn any of his clothing and he thinks it looks amazing on you. blushing and stumbling over his words, hinata tells you that you look so cute wearing his clothing and then just continues to blush whenever he locks eyes with your figure anywhere in the house

kita shinsuke

when kita sees you wearing his hoodie, he smiles to you and tells you that you look beautiful. he’s such a gentleman when it comes to this - he’s always going to be complimenting you about how adorable you are and how beautiful you look when you’re wearing his clothing. he encourages you to wear his clothing more often and tells you that you look beautiful wearing his clothing and he would be happy to see you wear more

oikawa tōru

another one who just starts flirting with you out of nowhere. he’s got the duality. one minute he’s like “babe have you seen my teal coloured hoodie??” and the next minute he’s like “whats cookin’ good lookin’” and please it just makes you laugh. aside from the jokes, oikawa just cannot stop staring at you because you look so pretty. he will tell you that, obviously once he’s finished with the amount of cheesy pick up lines

iwaizumi hajime

he’s the type who would just nod his head and be like “i like your outfit” without even realising that you’re wearing his hoodie until after he takes a proper look. after that, iwaizumi just begins blushing because oh my god you look cute wearing his clothing. he loves how big his hoodie is on you and really likes it when you wear it. he probably stutters after noticing and rubs the back of his neck a lot while watching you with a smile on his face

ushijima wakatoshi

HONESTLY THIS MAN!!! he will look at you, take in the fact that you’re wearing one of his purple coloured hoodies and just nod his head at you and tell you that it “looks good”. he doesn’t really say much either. yes, he does think a lot about how beautiful and cute you are wearing his hoodie, he’s just not the very vocal person to compliment you every five seconds about how you’re looking wearing his clothes <33

tendou satori

tendou has one of those jaw dropping moments when he sees you wearing one of his hoodies. he also pulls out his phone to take a million photos of you because you rarely get the chance to wear his hoodies, and he just wants this moment to last forever. the whole, “take a picture it’ll last forever” moment. he absolutely loves it and it makes him smile a lot to see that you’re wearing his clothing - he loves you so much <33

yamaguchi tadashi

blushing messy baby who has absolutely no idea what to do or say when he sees you walk out of the room dressed up in his hoodie and your favourite pair of leggings. you look stunning!! so beautiful with your hair tied up in a messy bun and all. he loves the way that you look right now, the main feature of you being his hoodie that you’re wearing. he just smiles to himself as he tries to get the courage to tell you how cute you look right now and always

komori motoya

komori is also someone who is going to be one of those blushing messes because he absolutely has no idea what to say when he sees you wearing his clothing. you look adorable, so freaking beautiful and he has absolutely no idea what to say to you. he says something along the lines of “you look cute wearing my hoodie” and that’s probably all. he starts fiddling with his fingers with a smile on his face as he watches you

tanaka ryūnosuke

tanaka is ceo of having the biggest reaction when he sees you wearing his hoodie. screams. he literally fucking screams. it’s just the fact that you look so beautiful when you’re wearing his clothing and so absolutely amazing that he cannot help himself. he’s literally screaming and all around you telling you that his hoodie suits you so much and how you look amazing and honestly a million other sweet compliments about you <3

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We all know Akaashi. The silent, quiet young man always keeping Bokuto in check. He's not one to stand out, more like the underdog and despite being in the limelight as Bokuto's handsome friend, he's known to being reclusive, not talkative. Not fun.

But Akaashi is so much more than that. Akaashi, who gets lost in his own worlds of literature where fantasy and magic and dragons reign, who is enraptured by history and watches National Geography and Our Planet in his spare time, glasses on while petting his pet cat. And he loves cats, meows at them as a form of communication and it's a pity nobody is here to see that.

Akaashi, who is amazing cook when he's not under pressure, who overthinks things a hundred times before even asking a simple question because he's so self-conscious about what people think of him. Akaashi, who is initially annoyed at how loud you are when he meets you for the first time during one of their practice matches. He hates the loud and the brash, with the exception of Bokuto.

Akaashi, who slowly learns to accept you as a constant when friendly Bokuto decides it would be fun to invite you to play with them. Akaashi who, despite his comments, gives you a serve anyway. Who starts walking you home because you keep bugging him about thieves and murderers that roam the streets. Who, despite his reticence, starts picking up on your little habits, the things that make you tick.

Akaashi, who drags you to the library to study. Who sticks sticky notes on your forehead whenever you fall asleep. Who one night spills out his thoughts about how galaxies are fascinations and stars are already dead by the time we see them, not noticing how you're looking up at him as though he's the one putting stars in your skies.

Akaashi, a lightweight who prefers sipping on bubble tea. Who has a particular craving for cereal -- a bad habit that Bokuto has tried stopping in vain -- who loves smelling sea salt in the air by the beach and prefers the solitude of reading books rather than socializing.

Akaashi, who spends his nights wondering what you smell like. Akaashi, who falls for the way you make him smile, for the way you set butterflies in his stomach. Akaashi, whose love runs as deep as a river, who is always there to help you during your midnight library sessions, to bring you home safe, to make sure to wrap his scarf around your neck against the bite of the cold.

Akaashi, who loves you so much and so quietly he thinks he might explode. Akaashi, who can't help himself and holds your arm, halts you, only to hug you to him in quiet desperation. So much you feel him shaking in your arms.

Akaashi, who shivers when you hug back.

Who's heart starts skipping, summersaulting, when your mouth brushes against his jaw before you leave a small kiss there.

Akaashi, who in the light of the moon shining upon your silhouette, realizes that he's utterly, devastatingly, crushingly in love with you.

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WOAH IM SO SORRY THIS WAS SO LONG SHSKDJDJ but i hope you enjoyed it anyway (ㄒoㄒ)

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What Makes Him Weak for His Kid(s) | Iwaizumi, Tsukishima, Sakusa

genre: soft, domestic fluff omg, haikyuu dads 

Author’s Note: I wanted to change things up this time around tehe 

Oikawa, Daichi, Bokuto // Kuroo, Suna + Akaashi // Kageyama + Hinata + Ushijima, Aran, Osamu // Kita, Kenma, Atsumu

gif from @rivaillerose​

Iwaizumi: 

his son also being interested in Gojira/ Godzilla like him. He honestly thought it would freak him out and scare him like it did other kids growing up but no. Not at all. Iwa was watching the movie again one night in the living room and didn’t even notice his son was like sitting on the floor beside him, watching with his eyes wide until you came over, picking him up to bring him to bed. The next morning, he showed his son his old action figures and he was so excited - both of them. He could now have someone to watch the movies with and go shopping and get cool, modern action figures and collectibles (but let’s be real, iwa kept up with it all). He was actually so excited, you could hear him and see him mentally preparing a scheduled list of things he would want to do with his son like go to the natural history and science museum to see dinosaur bones and then even a Godzilla museum. It’s not like iwa didn’t have friends who were into Godzilla, he did but there was just an even more special connection he could have with his son now.

gif from @rivaillerose​

Tsuki:

When his baby sneezes that make them fall over/ lose balance and they just look up to him. Even though tsukishima knew that his child couldn’t even understand him, you know he would not miss a chance to just tease them. He would make comments whenever it happened like “aRa? You can’t even stand properly and sneeze?” As his lanky self bends down like slender man himself and helps them stand up. It’s so cute to him though. Like seeing this little human that was his offspring and just helping them develop. It was also like a strange? Concept how he would be witnessing this little, small human grow as much as he did. Maybe not as tall. But anyways, he absolutely loves to tease them or like look over to them one day, see them sneeze and just bam. They went from standing to sitting cause of their sneeze. Even cuter to him would be after he helps them back to their feet, they’re still a bit wobbly and they hold onto him for balance, their small hands grasped on him.

gif from @rivaillerose​

Sakusa: 

PUPPY. EYES. And. POUTY. LIP. he understands he needs to be firm and he doesn’t want to spoil his little girl too much but sometimes, he does say no to things that are actually okay like getting a little toy on a shopping trip but omg. If he says no or scolds her a little, even if she deserved it, her puppy eyes. Her pOUTY LIPS. this man’s will suddenly be more lenient. But whenever he sees this, he’s literally 75% about to cave into what she wants or such. Her chubby chubby mocha cheeks, her curly/ wavy hair that matched his and how he would tie it into a little pigtail on top or two little pigtails on the side. He didn’t think he would have a weakness, aside from germs, but nope. He was wrong. She was it. He suddenly goes into this moment of questioning if he’s being too hard/ harsh on her. But he never wants to make her hate him or upset with him. They only got each other so yeah. He wants his little girl to stay his forever.

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Electric Love ✽ Bokuto Kōtarō

✽ Pairing: Bokuto Kōtarō x female!reader

✽ Tags: Friends to Lovers, love confessions, fluff.

✽ Warnings: smut, NSFW, fingering, oral (female and male receiving), hair pulling, squirting, soft sex. Anything else I missed.

✽ Some of this was very very self-indulgent. I just want Bokuto to call me a pretty girl while railing me.

✽ Thank you to my betas as always!!! You know I got mad love for all of you wonderful babies!! @meiansmistress @vanilleswtmacaron @thegremlincrowsnest

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Bokuto always had a thing for you. Ever since high school, he imagined he would end up with you, but never had the courage to confess his feelings. Fearing he would lose your friendship, he kept things to himself and instead chose to remain just friends. But what he didn’t know was you felt the exact same way. Akaashi always rolled his eyes when you came to him and gushed your feelings for the ace, but he knew you would end up together sooner or later. It was quite obvious because Bokuto would always get jealous every time you brought another guy around.

‘He’s just going to break her heart.’ Bokuto would mumble to Akaashi every time.

And sure enough, you’d call Bokuto when the guy and you fizzled out. Bokuto would show up to your apartment with all your favorite snacks and movies and proceed to comfort you. As time went on, you found yourself going out on less dates, not wanting to get your heart broken anymore. Even still, you kept your feelings for Bokuto inside, not wanting to rock the boat.

One weekend, when Akaashi was over, he had an idea. Something he had been planning for weeks now.

“We should go to this resort,” Akaashi said as he showed you a picture on his phone.

“What do you mean?” You asked, looking up from your phone to regard him.

“You, Bokuto, and I. We should take a trip to this resort so we can have some time to relax. We could all use a break.”

You agreed, and the day arrived when you three were going to head out. Bokuto and you were going to ride together while Akaashi planned to meet you out there. Pulling up to the resort, you awed at how amazing this place looked in person. Akaashi had planned and paid for the whole trip, wanting the three of you to get away without any worries. Just after you checked in, your phone rang.

“Hey, I am so sorry. I won’t be able to make it. Something came up at work.”

You spoke to Akaashi for a few more minutes when Bokuto came over to you.

“Who was that?”

“That was Keiji. He won’t be coming. He said something came up at work.”

“Awww man. Well, I guess we’ll just make the most of it, right?” Bokuto asked, bending down and picking up your bag.

“You don’t need to carry that,” you said, going to reach for it.

“Let me carry it for you, okay?”

You just nodded and followed him up to your shared room. Akaashi had said he got a room with two beds for you to share, but as soon as you opened the door, you realized there was only one bed.

“Oh, I guess we’ll have to share a bed, if you don’t mind?” Bokuto asked, setting your bag down on one of the chairs. You didn’t want him to see your face, so you turned away.

“Not at all,” you replied, opening the blinds. “Look, Kou! Our own personal swimming area.”

Bokuto made his way to stand next to you. “Woah!! Akaashi really went all out for this, huh!”

“He did. He said, and I quote, “we could all use a break.”” You said as Bokuto laughed.

“We could use a break.”

Bokuto grins, “I’m gonna go for a swim then. Wanna join?”

“Please tell me you’ll be wearing swim trunks, Bo.”

“Who do you think I am?” He went to his bag and rummaged around before pulling his swim trunk shorts out. “You coming?”

“Give me a few moments and then I will be out,” you said, grabbing your bathing suit as well. Bokuto went to the restroom and as soon as you heard the door click shut, you grabbed your phone and texted Akaashi.

[8:34 pm] You: YOU SNAKE!!! You planned to bail, didn’t you?

[8:35 pm] Keiji: 🤷‍♂️ I have no idea what you’re talking about. I have to work…

[8:35 pm] You: Uh huh. Sure. Whatever. You owe me.

[8:36 pm] Keiji: Have lots of fun. And be safe.

You felt your cheeks heat up as you set your phone down. Bokuto came out of the bathroom with his shirt off, causing your face to heat up more. You had seen Bokuto shirtless plenty of times, but this felt different because you were alone together in an expensive room. You grabbed your suit and quickly rushed to the restroom, ignoring Bokuto. He cocked his eyebrow as he grabbed his phone and saw a text from Akaashi.

[8:40 pm] Akaashi: Have a great time! Sorry, work got overwhelming.

[8:41 pm] Bokuto: It’s fine. Maybe this is my chance?

[8:42 pm] Akaashi: You can do it, Bokuto. I know you can.

[8:42 pm] Bokuto: Do you think she’ll feel the same way about me?

[8:44 pm] Akaashi: Just go for it. You’ve liked her since high school and that was almost six years ago. Take a chance.

[8:44 pm] Bokuto: You’re right, you’re right. Okay, she’s coming back out. TTYL!!

You came out of the restroom in your bathing suit and Bokuto smiled at you, trying to hide the blush on his face.

“You ready?”

You nodded and the two of you made your way into the springs. It was quiet and you knew you couldn’t make a lot of noise so you didn’t disturb the other guests. As soon as you sunk into the water, you felt all your tense muscles relax as the warmth overtook all your senses. You took a deep breath and let it out slowly as you watched Bokuto do the same.

“This… This does feel amazing.” Bokuto said, laying on his back, attempting to float.

“You’re not going to float, silly,” you giggle as you watch him struggle to try to float.

“Are you calling me fat?” Bokuto asked, a pout on his face.

“What? No dummy. Muscle sinks in water, and you have tons of muscles on you.”

Bokuto nodded at you with a big smile on his face. “Yeah, look at these guns.” He flexed his biceps at you, and you clenched your thighs together. Bokuto smirked a bit and moved his arms down, showing off his triceps. “See. Even have some muscles down here, too.”

“Can you do that pec thing?”

“Pec thing?” Bokuto looked at you a bit puzzled.

“Yeah. You know, where you move your pecs up and down. Atsumu did it at the last pool party you had. Although his pecs aren’t as big as yours.” Your eyes widened at your last comment as he just looked at you. “I… Sorry. I didn’t mean to be so forward.”

“You stare at my chest?” He asked, swimming closer to you. You swam until your back was against the wall and he was in front of you.

“I mean, you do have really nice muscles. How can someone not stare?” You looked away from him. You felt a hand come up to your face and Bokuto moved so you were looking at him.

“If it makes you feel better, you have a really nice chest too.”

You bite your lip as he moved ever closer to you, caging you between in and the rocks of the springs.

“I have a confession, but would rather show you, rather than tell you. But I need to know if you trust me?”

You looked at Bokuto’s face as you watched his pupils dilate before you nodded your head. “I trust you.”

His hand moved back to your face as he cupped your cheek and slowly brought his lips to yours. You felt the sparks instantly as you kissed him back, arms making their way to wrap around his neck. His other arm wrapped around your waist as he pulled you against him. He deepened the kiss as your tongues intertwined with each other. You gripped his shoulders as he lifted you up, making you wrap your legs around his waist. You could feel his cock against your thigh as he stood up, leaving the water. He never once broke the kiss as he took you back into the room.

“Wait, the sheets,” you said, breaking the kiss. He laid you down and crawled on top of you with his signature grin.

“Who cares. I can request some more. I want our first time to be in bed. I’ve been waiting for this for years.”

You felt yourself clench as he started to kiss you again, this time a bit rougher. His hand moved up and gripped your breasts through your swimsuit, making you moan in his mouth. He moved his hips against yours, rubbing against your wet and clothed pussy. He left your lips, kissing down your jaw until he reached your neck. Bokuto left open-mouthed kisses along your neck before he started sucking on your skin. You knew he was marking you with hickies as he started to suck all over your neck. You moved one hand to his hair as you pushed up into him. His hands groped over your chest and he moved one hand down to cup your sex. His fingers moved up and down as he pushed your swim bottoms to the side. You whimpered as his digits rubbed your slit, teasing the spot that you wanted him to touch the most.

“Bokuto, please.”

“That’s not my name,” he growled, stopping all movements. You tried to move your hips to get him to touch you, but he pushed your hips down with a firm hand.

“Koutarou, please.”

His cock strained against his shorts as you said it. You had said his name multiple times, but the way you whimpered it out made him want to ruin you.

“That’s it, pretty girl.”

Bokuto sat up and helped you out of your swimsuit. He ogled your body, taking in every curve, every beauty mark. He leaned down and kissed your lips again, then trailed softly along your chest to your stomach until he was face-to-face with your pussy. Your breath hitched in your throat as you felt him lightly kiss your clit. His tongue circled around your hole before he pushed it inside you. Your hand found purchase in his locks, giving it a tug. His tongue latched on to your clit as he pushed a thick finger into your aching core, making you arch your back while letting out a moan. You gasped as he pushed another finger in you, scissoring your walls. The slurping noises he made were intoxicating as he ate you out. No one had ever made you feel like this before and he was only using his mouth. You felt his pointer finger hit that sweet spot inside of you and you cried out, tugging on his hair. The stimulation from your clit and g-spot had your pussy spasming around his fingers as you felt yourself squirt from the pleasure.

Bokuto stopped his movements and looked up at you. “Did you just squirt?”

You looked down at him and saw your juices coating his whole face, dripping down his chin onto the sheets. You hid your face in your hands from the embarrassment.

“I’m sorry. It just felt so good.” You mumbled. Bokuto came up and grabbed your hands and pulled them away from your face. He crashed his lips onto yours, moaning into your mouth.

“That was the hottest fucking thing ever. Having you squirt all over my face like that, god you’re so hot!!” Bokuto pulled away from you and got off the bed. He took his shorts off, letting his cock spring free and hit his abs. You licked your lips and moved towards the edge of the bed.

“What are you—” You reached out and grabbed his cock in your hand, making him moan out.

“Let me taste you now.”

You pulled his hips towards you and took his cock in your mouth, tasting the precum. You bobbed your head up and down while moving your hand. Bokuto moved his hand down and grabbed your hair, gripping tightly as you hollowed your cheeks, taking more of him.

“Your mouth feels amazing, baby. I have dreamed about this for so long.” You both moaned at the same time as you moved a bit faster, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat. He pulled you off of him and maneuvered you on all fours. “If I’m going to come, I’m going to come in that pussy of yours.”

Before you could say anything Bokuto pushed himself into you in one motion, making you gasp. His cock was huge, the biggest you had ever taken. Your hands gripped the sheets as Bokuto set a quick pace, your tits moving back and forth. You felt his hand move down to your clit as he started to rub harsh circles, making you clench around him.

“You’re so wet baby. All for me,” He moaned out.

You felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge when he stopped and flipped you around. He crawled on top of you and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he pushed into you again. Your hands moved to his biceps and you gripped them tightly, nails digging into his skin. He buried his face into your neck, groaning at the feeling of your warm tight walls. Your pussy was better than he could have ever imagined. He always imagined what it would be like to be like this with you, always wondering how you’d feel beneath him, crying out his name as you creamed around his cock.

Bokuto slowed his thrusts down a bit, making you whine. No one had ever filled you up this well. No one had ever been in your life like Bokuto has. Tears sprung to your eyes as you realized that Bokuto had always been the one. Always there when you needed him, always there when something didn’t go right. You knew this was finally your moment to confess your true feelings.

“I love you,” you whispered out to him. He stilled a moment before looking at you, a huge smile on face.

“I love you too, pretty girl. So much and for so long. You’re my everything.” You smiled and kissed him, bucking your hips to make him move. He took that as the cue to start moving again as he pulled out and started thrusting again. You moaned into his mouth as his thrusts became a bit sloppier.

“Come with me, let’s come together,” he moaned as he buried his face into your neck again.

His pelvic bone rubbed against your clit over and over, your orgasm building before the coil in your stomach snapped. You cried out his name as you creamed around his cock, pussy tightening around him, making him still his hips, shooting ropes of cum into you. Your chests heaved up and down as sweat clung to your bodies; each other clinging to one another. As you both came down from your highs, Bokuto started to laugh.

“What’s so funny?” You asked, running your hands up and down his broad shoulders.

“I have a feeling Akaashi planned this.”

“I do too. Suddenly he had work come up? We’ve been planning this for weeks.” You giggled at the thought and pulled him into a kiss.

“Who cares Kou, as long as you’re mine, that’s all that matters to me now.”

He smiled and kissed you again rolling until you were on top this time, his cock hardening beneath you again.

“Round two?”

He smiled because he knew you were finally his.

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random kisses w/ the haikyuu!! boys hcs 💋

characters: tsukishima, akaashi, kenma, iwaizumi & noya 

thank you to anon for the amazing request :3

IWAIZUMI & KENMA’S ARE AGED UP

tw// swearing, sexual references, mentions of kinks, mentions of choking

Kei Tsukishima

tsukishima was always very hesitant to kiss and hug tbh

the only thing he did freely without overthinking was hold your hand but even then, he’d immediately pull away if he thought his palm was getting the slightest bit sweaty (from his nerves)

also, he’d get really tense when ever he saw you lean in for a kiss bc he was always afraid that he’d mess up something 

like what happens if he sneezes exactly when you’re about to connect lips?- he’d die, that’s what would happen. 

anyway, when you first began surprising him by placing kisses on either the back of his hand or the nape of his neck, he’d become a blushing , irritated mess

like, he thought it was so cute and sweet so of course he’d blush but then he’d get mad bc..you made him blush! how embarrassing for him, tsk.

but although he’d be annoyed and hiss things like ‘you’re so weird’ or ‘that’s simp behaviour’ he would never tell you to stop bc deep down he knows that he enjoys it lol

and surprisingly, he wasn’t in denial about it at first either 

like mans isn’t stupid 

obviously he liked it, why else would he blush?

since he was aware that he liked your lil’ random kisses, he began to pretend to be invested in activity bc he realised that if you thought he was preoccupied with something important/stressful, you’d be more likely to give his neck a lil’ peck

for instance, if he’s just on his phone or whatever then you text him saying that you’re coming over, he immediately rush to gather his backpack and bring out his notes so he can sit at his desk to look like he’s studying lmao 

then you walk in like ‘awh bb you’re always working so hard 🥺 kithes’

and he’s just got the most cunning smirk on his face which he’s trying his very best hide to conceal

then you gave him a kiss on the cheek and he was just like ‘gotcha bitch ( •̀ ω •́ )✧’ 

anyway, when he’s just deadass being lazy he can still tell when you’re about to kiss him bc he’s very observant etc etc

(also bc you always have a cheesy grin on your face before you kiss him lol)

so after a few years of dating, they become less of ‘random kisses’ and more like just regular kisses for tsukki but he always tries to act like it’s surprising 

whether that be jumping slightly whenever you peck the back of his neck or inhaling sharply as you pressed a sudden kiss to his forehead

it’s just bc he loves to hear your giggles at his reaction 🥺 he thinks it’s so cute

Keiji Akaashi

this all began when he was lying on the couch, reading a book while looking absolutely scrumptious so you just had to give him a lil’ peck on the forehead and he’s been addicted ever since

he especially likes it when you sneak up behind him, wrap him in a hug then plant a kiss on the nape of his neck - he thinks it’s so cute and he always cuddles your arms to his chest so you don’t let go 

OMG AND YOU DID IT AT SCHOOL ONCE AT THE END OF PRACTISE, IN FRONT OF ALL HIS TEAMMATES AND HE JUST- MALFUNTIONED FJBFVBGRAFD

deadass he just stood like a statue while you cuddled up behind him, his mouth slightly agape and his eyes wide 

bokuto thought it was adorable and was like ‘awwwhhh!! #couplegoals!! 💖💕🥰’

(yes he does say the hashtag aloud)

while the rest of the team are wondering if akaashi is okay. i mean, mans looking pretty stiff

but dw he’s not dead y’all, he’s just ascended  👼

like seriously he loves it so much 

sometimes he tries to give you random kisses by just grabbing your face while you’re doing something and lean in to place his lips upon yours but he always gets distract by how gorgeous you are, so he’ll spend a little too long admiring your face which will lead to you having to awkwardly muttering something along the lines of

‘i love you too, akaashi. but, erm, my toast is burning.’

Hajime Iwaizumi

iwaizumi already did something kinda similar to random kisses but not really yk?

like whenever he saw you really invested in an activity that you didn’t like doing (cleaning, laundry, studying, chores etc) he’d plant a firm kiss on your cheek which would end up trailing across your face, to your lips - just to boost your spirits lol :)

but they weren’t really surprising or ‘random’ bc he would always announce something to grab your attention before kissing you, like ‘babe’ or ‘wow’

also, imo ‘random kisses’ gives off a ‘sweet lil’ smooch’ sorta vibe but the kisses he gives you are far from ‘smooches’

like they are unintentionally sensual as hell 

and he doesn’t even realise how erotic they are so he just suddenly pulls away to leave you with your chores ✋😔

anyway, you first gave him a surprise kiss while he was cooking dinner and whispered something jokingly in his ear along the lines of ‘woah, husband material.’

damn, if iwa knew that all he had to do for some kithes was be a hubby then he would’ve done that sooner like geez 😳

istg after that day iwaizumi would be in full maid-mode whenever you were in the house (bc he apparently doesn’t know the difference between the duties of a maid and a ‘husband’ lol)

‘yes i do the cooking, yes i do the cleaning’ - nicki manaj, hey mama -iwazumi hajime after being told that’s he’s husband material

so know you feel obliged to give him kisses and praise him whenever you see him doing chores/cooking/gardening bc you know he’s only doing that to please you lmao

so you just give the man what he wants i mean, he’s trying so hard

and he puts in so much effort to make sure he looks hot while doing it

like if he’s cleaning the bathroom room, he’ll oil himself and get out the Mr Muscle spray to make sure that his chest is shinier than the bathroom tiles

then you’ll kiss his forehead and tell him how he’s doing a great job blah blah blah

honestly, the kisses are hardly ‘random’ anymore since iwaizumi sets up a whole scene just to get you to peck his cheek but whatever

anyway, you helped him realise that he had a domestic and servitude kink 

and for that, he’s forever grateful 🥰

Kenma Kuzome 

pov: you’re sad so you play stardew valley and your s/o notices and they pounce on you with their love and affection 🥺

and you cry bc you love them so much but you’re not good at expressing it 😔✌

- ok, end of pov -

that was kenma’s pov btw ^

but like seriously, it’s his absolute favourite when you give him kisses while he’s playing video games

and you always give exactly the right quantity - it’s like you can read his mind or something  

like, if he’s in a the climax of a round of any first-person shoot/rpg and you happen to walk by, you’ll just place a brief yet caring kiss on the side of his head then leave him alone

or if he’s on stream and you walk into the room - but don’t wanna be on camera - you’ll blow him kisses and he’ll smile like an idiot then discretely blow one back

then his chat is like ‘omg he can smile?’, ‘why is he smiling?’ ,‘is he sending air kisses? SIMP!!!’

but when he’s down, blaring lo-fi music from his cat speakers and playing animal crossing, nintendogs, stardew valley or tomodachi life (etc), you’ll shower him with all your cuddles and kisses 

ngl tho, when you scuttle up to him while he’s playing any game and press a lil’ kiss on his ear as you absently rub his shoulders, he literally melts 

he just kinda sits there and stares at the screen but not even a fraction of his mind is dedicated on the game, it’s all just ‘(y/n). i love them so much. i hope they know that. wow, i got so lucky, i hope they never leave me. (y/n), if only you could read my mind.’

and to show that he likes it, he purrs!!!

not voluntarily, it kinda just escaped his mouth the first time you were giving him a massage and since you insisted that it was the cutest thing you’ve ever heard, he continues to do it - but v quietly

but- there is one thing he likes more than random kisses 

and that is random cuddles

or random lapping-sitting yESSS

he is a simp so if you’re feeling needy or whateva and sit on his lap while he’s playing, he’ll literally just quit tbh- 

that’s one of the only times he’ll not use the excuse ‘i’ll do it when this round ends’ so use it wisely and sparingly

but that’s only if you sit facing towards him bc he realised that if you sit like that, he’ll get some cooch 

but otherwise, if you just sit on his lap for the sake of sitting on his lap, he’ll either jokingly push you off or continue playing his game by looking over your shoulder

Yū Nishinoya 

you stole it from him lol

he’s the OG random kisser  ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ 

let’s recall how on your first date with him, you were worrying that he might’ve stood you up as you waited on the picnic blanket for him to arrive and then he jumped out from one of the hedges and attacked you with kisses

like mans got a lot of energy so i can just imagine him attacking you with affection whenever he is bored

and he does it regardless of what you are doing at the time

studying? kiss attack.

cleaning? tickle attack.

sleeping? cuddle attack.

hotel? trivago

he goes into that shit with a strategy too like ‘if i kiss them on the neck first they’ll move their head and arm which will give me access to their chest so then i’ll plant a kiss there too and depending on whether the jerk to the left or right i can then go in for a kiss on their n--’ etc etc

so imagine how hyped he is when you sneak up behind him in the school corridor and peck his cheek

AND IT WAS IN FRONT OF HIS FRIENDS TOO, IT WAS AWESOME

he was so triumphant about it, as if he had just won some sort of award lol 

‘yes, i am the coochieman. and what about it?’

then he bought you lunch for ‘being the best s/o ever’ 🥺

but don’t think you’ll ever beat him in the random kissing game bc while he was feeding you the lunch he bought (he does that sometimes, playfully though, whenever he is feeling like a simp) he’ll lean in and steal a lil’ kiss which will lead to you choking on your rice 

‘hey babe, plz don’t choke. otherwise i’ll have to give you mouth-to-mouth, ahaha.’

meanwhile, you’re turning red

[eunoique]

𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 | 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘺𝘶𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

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↬ a/n: I DO NOT OWN THESE PHOTOS!!! please imagine yourself in these photos! these are just examples <3 and don't be afraid to send an ask!

𝗞𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗬𝗔𝗠𝗔 𝗧𝗢𝗕𝗜𝗢

okay this mf is actually good at taking photos

just ask him to take a photo of you and he'll comply

when he takes your pics, his brows are usually furrowed and his form is hella stiff

but its kinda cute

he is a sucker for your outfits!

he loves the different kinds of aesthetics and clothing you wear

he finds them cute and interesting

overall, decent photographer

"tobio, may you take a photo of me please?"

"sure."

"thank you~ hold on, lower it a little- that's it."

"I-i like your outfit by the way..."

"you always do tobio."

𝗦𝗨𝗚𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗔 𝗞𝗢𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗜

suga LOVES to take photos of you when you're in food settings such as restaurants and cafes

he gets so happy seeing your face light up when the food arrives at your table

but he also finds it cute how your smile drops when the food goes straight past your table </3

though when it arrives he gets his phone ready

in general, he likes to take photos when you least expect it

"YES! the food is finally here!"

"after only what? twenty minutes?"

"twenty whole ass minutes. anyway! kou, can you pass the- HEY I SEE YOUR PHONE."

"no you don't."

"koushi~ put it down and let's eat"

"after just one photo I promise!"

𝗞𝗘𝗡𝗠𝗔 𝗞𝗢𝗭𝗨𝗠𝗘

kenma likes to take photos when you're concentrated and oblivious to your surroundings

for example, when you play video games

he smiles softly every time you're close to rage quitting, he admits that its really funny seeing you get mad on minecraft when you fall off a block at a parkour map </3

he usually takes these photos when he's taking a short break from gaming for the day and lets you play instead

a lot of the photos look hella chaotic

but what do you expect, games require chaos

"NOOOOOO"

"THE FUCK? THIS IS SO RIGGED"

"NAH I LANDED THAT"

"UGHH I HATE IT HERE"

"KENMAAA I NEED HELP"

"..."

"...kenma?"

"oh for the love of- stop taking photos of me!"

"it's funny how stupid you look sometimes."

𝗢𝗜𝗞𝗔𝗪𝗔 𝗧𝗢𝗢𝗥𝗨

when oikawa takes photos of you, it's not just you

he's ALWAYS in the photos

and he's the KING of selfies and peace signs

the hand gesture is pretty much imbedded into his brain, same with volleyball

oikawa sometimes asks takeru to take photos of you and him together, and those photos end up looking cute asf

because you guys are a power couple, the most attractive human beings around

"tooru, why do you always want to be in my photos?"

"just because."

"because what?"

"I- have you seen this face?"

"many times, your point?"

"just admit it. I'm cute. when we're together in a photo, the amount of hotness radiating of it will be off the charts!"

"oh. so my looks aren't enough?"

"of course they're enough!"

"just please take my photo. WITHOUT you in it for once."

"..."

"tooru."

"fine~"

𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗜 𝗞𝗘𝗜𝗝𝗜

oh my god the KING of photography

akaashi knows every good angle you have

he loves taking photos from the back and from the front

because of the aesthetic and your pretty face :)

all the lighting in your photos is impeccable

this man will NOT take a photo in a room with shitty lighting, he'd gladly grab your hand and walk you out to a place well-lit

one time you asked him why he loves taking photos of you in nature, since it makes up 75% of your camera roll

he simply replied: "two beautiful things in one photo. what's not to love?

"keiji, may you take a pic of me please? I need it to update my instagram."

"sure, where?"

"here is fine."

"...no"

"???"

"the lighting is poor, darling. let's go somewhere else."

𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗨 𝗠𝗜𝗬𝗔

this bitch will not stop taking photos of you at random times

like all his photos be blurry asf?

???

he does not take the time to stand the fuck still and take a good photo

it always happens when y'all are walking

sometimes the photo looks aesthetic and pretty, but the other times? needs some work

he tells you you look pretty in every photo, and that lighting, angle and stuff doesn't matter

most of the time, yes it fucking does

but he does take some cute photos of you together so he can boast about his cute s/o to osamu, and his friends

but pls, can akaashi help this man?

"what the fuck, 'tsumu"

"yes?~"

"why is this so blurry?"

"I don't know, you tell me."

"could you like- maybe stop taking photos of me when we're moving? you can barely make out my facial features in this one!"

"I can still tell you're pretty though"

"I don't understand you sometimes"

𝗦𝗘𝗠𝗜 𝗘𝗜𝗧𝗔

obsessed with the grunge aesthetic

it matches his vibe, being a band musician and all

if he finds a cool looking wall or a parking garage, he'd ask if he could take a photo of you

and when you try one of his instruments, he would take a pic of you attempting a new chord on the guitar

he just loves to capture cool ass moments like these

"woah- eita, look at this mural! it's looks sick!"

"you should get a photo then"

"say less."

"move to your left a bit- there we go"

"how does it look?"

"looks sick."

[flareish]

The Bet

bokuto x reader

summary: Bokuto makes a bet with himself where you end up dying his hair

genre: fluff

warning: swearing, a couple suggestive remarks, quick kiss

word count: 1.3k

a/n: so apparently no one nows what Bokuto’s natural hair color is so I’m assuming its his root color and that he does dye his hair. I’m basing this all off the one time coach ukai called bokuto “frosted tips” 

“Hey y/n! Watch this!” Bokuto calls out to you where you are sitting on the bleachers watching practice. You look up and he continues.

“If I make this spike you have to dye my hair.” Bokuto has already decided you've already agreed.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea-“ Bokuto signals to his team mates to get get ready.

“Don’t worry I got this.” Wasn’t what you were worried about.

“I’ve never dyed hair before-“ His teammates are laughing so hard they can barely jump.

“Ready!” Bokuto jumps up and spikes the ball. His teammates barely get off the ground and he spikes it with ease. You're not sure if it's because they want to see the aftermath of you dying his hair or because they were too busy laughing to even try.

“Feel free to do your worst,” Akaashi walks up to you, “it will be more entertaining if it comes out botched. Might teach him something too.”

“You might think it’s funny but I’ll never hear the end of it.” You grumble, knowing that every argument from then on it would be brought up.

“Why you date him, the world will never know.” Akaashi says jokingly as he walks away.

“Have you seen his ass?” You yell back laughing. Akaashi rolls his eyes but can’t deny it.

“You better be talking about my ass!” Bokuto yells from across the court.

“You bet.” You smirk at him and he bounces his eyebrows suggestively at you.

The two of you are now in his bathroom. Practice is long over and now you must complete Bokuto’s bet. Maybe demand would be a better term.

“You are aware I have never dyed hair before, right?” You ask him as he boosts himself onto the counter top.

“Yeah but it's not that hard,” He says dismissively, “besides I’m here to walk you through it.” You were pretty sure it was hard. I mean have you seen how many failed hair dying videos there are. You were also worried about how helpful Bokuto’s help would actually be. You’ve seen him explain things purely in noises. 

“Alrighty mix up a bit of this, with some of that in this bowl.” He points the stuff out to you and you go to work. 

“What is it?” You ask as you begin mixing.

“The powder is bleach and the bottle has developer in it,” He explains, “Since my natural hair is pretty dark I can’t just dye it otherwise it won’t show up, so this lightens it.”

“Oh you know a lot about this.” You say 

“Well I do this everytime my hair grows,” He passes you something, “Here this is an applicator, just brush the bleach on the ends of my hair.” You stir around the bleach mixture and get a good amount of product on the applicator.

“Isn’t there supposed to be a cap and a hook thing that you pull your hair through?” You question, having seen a video using one. You step over in between his legs and begin applying product. He has to tilt his head down because he’s so damn tall.

“What do we look like? Professionals?” Bokuto laughs at the idea. 

“There was one in the kit but it takes forever so I threw it out,” He says, “I’m better than it anyway.”

“Oh yeah of course you are.” You say sarcastically.

“Woah was that sarcasm.” He says lifting his head to pick a fight. You play fight often over simple stuff, all lighthearted of course. You’re both argumentative people, it’s your love language. Besides from touch cause this boy in handsy.

“You sure you want to pick a fight right now,” You point the applicator at him threateningly, “It’s your hair on the line here.” He gasps at you in offense.

“You wouldn’t.” He playfully glares at you.

“I already got permission to screw your hair up. I wouldn’t push me.” You would never actually on purpose but boy is it tempting sometimes.

“By who!” Bokuto now more interested in who betrayed him. You push in his head back down and continue working. 

“It was Akaashi wasn’t it.” He grumbles.

“Maybe, maybe not,” you mumble, “There last piece.” You take a step back to admire your work.

“Woah done already?” He hops off the counter and looks in the mirror.

“Looks good.” He says and ducks downs to kiss your lips. Its quick and sweet.

You manage to wait the twenty-so minutes for the bleach to do its thing without getting too much product everywhere. You sit on the counter when he goes in the shower to wash out the bleach. His phone dings and you see he got a snapchat from Kuroo. You open it to see Kuroo sending a shirtless selfie.

“Babe why does Kuroo send you mirror pics?” You ask giggling. His head pops out the shower. 

“Wait let me see!” You turn the phone around so he can see before the timer runs out. 

“Damn he’s fine.” Bokuto says before ducking back into the shower. “Geez just date him already.” You joke. Snapping a quick selfie, you reply to Kuroo telling him to stop stealing your man. He comes back and tells you that you’re welcome to join as well. You roll your eyes and tell him that he may change his mind after your potentially botched dye job makes him go bald. You continue back and forth with Kuroo until Bokuto comes out the shower. 

“Ready for round two.” He winks at you suggestively.

“You know it.” You hop off the counter and he takes your place.

“Now its time for the dye,” He says grabbing a couple bottles and pouring them into a new mixing bowl, “Okay now apply this to where you just bleached.” You repeat the previous process. As you go you feel some wandering hands on you.

“Are you bored already.” You ask.

“Usually I do it so I’m busy focusing but now I’m just sitting here it feels so long.” He explains.

“I’m almost done,” You scoop up the last of the product from the mixing bowl, “and done!”

“Just have to wait another twenty minutes.” He mumbles playing with your hair.

“We should dye your hair,” He says excitedly, “Then we could match!”

“No way.” You say laughing. 

Twenty minutes later and your back in the same position. Him showering and you sat on the counter. You two just talk about your days and anything else that comes up. 

“Ooh I should order food for after,” You say grabbing your phone, “What do you want?” 

“I’ve been craving a burger all day.” He says happy with that idea.

“Burgers it is.” You leave the bathroom to make a phone call for a delivery, already knowing his order. When you come back into the bathroom and Bokuto is out and drying his hair. You come up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist.

“Hey there.” He says over the noise of the hair dryer. He passes it to you, wordlessly asking you to do it. You have to push up onto you tippy toes but you manage. You run your fingers through his hair trying to get all of it dried. When it all looks dry you set the hair dryer down and try and spike it up a bit. 

“It looks pretty good,” He compliments your work, “Not a good as when I do it though.” You smack his chest and leave for his bedroom, but you were pretty happy about his compliment. He comes up behind you and throws you onto the bed. You laugh at the sudden movement as he pounces on you. He rolls the two of you over so you are on top and lets you snuggle into his side. 

You don’t mind how you spend your evenings as long as it is with him.