#daichi x reader song fics

[sadhatter]

You Right - Kuroo Tetsurō x Reader

A/N: Im rewatching Haikyuu and Kuroo is just everything I want in a man period. Doja has been in my ears for a while now and I really wanted to do a fic based on one of her songs, so I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I like writing it.

Also, You're the captain of the girls volleyball team at Karasuno. Yui Michimiya is your ace.

Reader is small and curvy

Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurō (Haikyuu) x Reader

Order: Pastry with Blueberry Jam and a hint of Raspberry Jam

Warnings: !!CHEATING!! (if you dont like the idea of cheating on another mc then id suggest moving away from this fic) teasing, implied smut, daichi slander (i love daichi but for the sake of the story daichi a dick)

Blurb: You and Kuroo have had a thing on the side for a while. But when your boyfriend Daichi has finally tipped you over the edge you go to the one man who was there for you through it all.

Word Count: 3684

(Y/N) POV

I was pushing through the crowd, hearing different people yell out to me to watch where I was going. But none of that mattered. I needed to get to the gym before the coach hanged me from the rafters for being late. I begged the coach only a week ago to let the Karasuno girls' volleyball team attend the training camp with the boys, and now I'm pushing through the different groups, dawned in different school jackets, trying to make it to the game on time.

We were set to play against Nekoma High. Their girls' team is pretty strong, but the Karasuno Girls have been the regional reigning champs for the past three years. As I finally saw the gym come into focus, I could see a figure waving her arms and screaming at me.

"(Y/N)! Hurry up! Coach is pissed!" Yui yelled out, causing me to go from a light sprint to full speed. I definitely compromised my ability to play, but what was I meant to do? Even though I was the captain, I was already on the coach's shit list for pleading to come here.

It took a lot of convincing and ass-kissing to come here today. While the team I had at the moment was the best I've played with, I want them to go further than I could ever take them. I could only ever take them to state, but I know they can make it to nationals and much more. So, this training camp is a way to help these girls grow their skills without me. I finally made it to the doors of the large gym and pushed them open, Yui following close behind me. Running through the halls, I threw my bag off my shoulder and passed it to Yui.

"How pissed are we talking?" I asked, pulling the jumper I had on over my head.

"Pissed, like you will be cleaning the gym for the next month pissed," Yui replied, both of us out of breath at the sheer speed we were both moving.

"Fuc-oof." Just as I was cursing to myself, I ran into something resembling a wall. Due to the fabric over my head, I couldn't see what I ran into, but the voice that rang out soon caused blood to rush directly to my face.

"If you're Yui, that must mean," The voice started as I continued to pull the rest of my jumper over my head.

"Kuroo."

"Dove, ahh, your shirt," he said, covering his face with his hand. Confused by his proclamation, I saw that my top had gone with my jumper, leaving only my sports bra and cleavage on display.

My head went even more red than before as I pulled the shirt from the jumper and back over my head. Kuroo Tetsuro did things to my body, unspeakable things, but I was determined to keep my composure.

After all…

"(Y/N)? What are you doing? Coach is going to kill you."

I have a boyfriend. Daichi Sawamura.

After pulling me through the doors of the court I was playing on, I felt a slight praise and a light kiss on my forehead. Finally, I realized the heat from my face hadn't left from my encounter with Kuroo. "This is why you are not late." Daichi almost spat out.

After he moved away from me, I looked toward my coach or my mother, whose face was as red as Nekoma's uniform. Like mother and daughter, but we were red for two different reasons.

"(Y/N) (M/N) (L/N)! You get on that court now before I revoke your title and drag every one of your teammates back to Karasuno!" She yelled at me, instilling absolute fear in my veins, afraid of the punishment I would be receiving later.

Kuroo's POV

Of course, I saw him—I was just playing against him and his team. But where was she? I heard him gloating about her being here earlier, so did she leave? I was really hoping she could see me destroy her boyfriend and his team.

"Kuroo?" I heard Kenma's quiet voice call out as he slowly approached me. "You seemed distracted?"

"I was hoping someone would be here, that's all," I replied, moving toward the middle of the court to shake hands with the opposing team.

"She has a boyfriend, Kuroo. You should back off. So no drama is caused." Kenma replied, lining up next to me.

"I'll back off when she tells me to," I told him with a slight smirk as I finally made it to the man of the hour. "Good game, captain," I told him, holding my hand towards his and grabbing it firmly.

"You too," he replied, letting a secret fire light behind my eyes. I knew that I wasn't only better at Volleyball but also at making his girl pleased. I knew things about her no one would ever know—not even her little boyfriend, Daichi Sawamura. Grabbing my gym bag and water bottle, I started to push my way through the small crowd on the court to move towards the door.

"KUROO!" An annoying, loud ringing sang through my ears. Almost making me believe I was hearing a fire alarm. But when I moved my eyes towards the sound, I saw the Nekoma Girls captain running towards me at full speed.

"Hi, Yuki." The tone that rang through my cords was utterly dissatisfied. "Playing next?" I asked her nonchalantly. I'm not trying to make a conversation, but I obviously wasn't getting out of this, so it's better to talk than stand in silence.

"Yeah against Karasuno," One word, and my interest is peaked. "We will definitely beat them this time. I can feel it."

My attention started to fade towards the end, but all I knew was that they definitely wouldn't beat Karasuno—not with her on the team. Speaking of her, I'm seeing the rest of her team but not her. Now that I'm noticing it, they all seem to have a worried look on their faces. It's like they knew she was their savior, and they wouldn't be able to win without her.

My eyes landed on her best friend, Yui Michimiya, who kept looking at her phone and then at the door. My attention started to move towards the group of girls crowding around me before I heard a slight ding. I looked back at Yui, who was looking at her phone, before quickly bolting out the doors.

"So Kuroo, the girls, and I considered having a party to celebrate when we win. Will we see you there?" All I heard was decibels, words I didn't comprehend as I laid one of my hands on one of their heads, quickly affirming whatever they said, and moved towards the doors. Walking through the propped-open doors, I turned the corner and immediately came in contact with something small and light. Looking down, I saw black fabric covering the top of a small frame.

I immediately knew who it was by examining the small frame and seeing the curves that adorned the small body. After all, my hands have roamed those curves multiple times, enough to learn every scratch and bump that coats her beautiful skin. Looking at her larger thighs, my eyes locked onto the way the tight booty short squeezed the fat around her ass. Perfectly framing her lower extremities. I looked behind her to see Yui smiling slightly but out of breath. Yui knew about my relationship with her best friend; she disapproved of how we were going about it.

"If you're Yui, that must mean," I started as the more petite frame pulled the rest of the jumper over her head. Showing beautiful (H/C) hair that was slightly messy from the jumper. Georgus (E/C) eyes peering through her lashes and sweet plump lips pushing shallow breaths out as she caught her breath again.

My beautiful (Y/N). My dove.

"Kuroo." The way her voice rang my name sounded like an intoxicating symphony. While I still adored the way she sang my name, when she cried my name, it sent me into a feral state. My eyes trailed down her body again, thinking about what I would be doing to her later. When my eyes landed on her exposed cleavage, I finally realized her shirt came off with her jumper.

"Dove, ahh, your shirt," I told her as I threw my hand to my face to try and cover the growing heat that was forming on it. Between split fingers, I saw her face go even redder before quickly putting her shirt back on.

"(Y/N)? What are you doing? Coach is going to kill you." Daichi finally made his way out the doors. Took him long enough to notice his girlfriend was missing. I watched her move past me towards Daichi and into the gym.

My eyes met Yui's as she moved towards me. She sighed before stopping—only for a moment, though, placing a hand on my bicep. She told me that she thought I suited her best friend and felt terrible for me. "You're better for her; you challenge her. And that's what she needs, but Daichi has been by her side since they were toddlers. He's the same; you're the change she's scared of," she told me before making her way into the gym to join her team.

That made me think—a lot within the span of 5 seconds. (Y/N) and I have known each other since our first year of High School at our first training camp. She was already with Sawamura, but quickly, I noticed the way she always found herself around me.

It wasn't until later in the year at our second training camp that I realized Sawamura barely paid attention to her. So, once again, I found her being around me more. She slowly opened herself up to me, and it went from a small attraction to actual feelings.

The second year is when we actually start to act on our emotions. For example, in our second year, (Y/N) decided to stay in the prefecture for a couple of nights, and I ended up in her bed on more than one occasion. Ever since, there have been secret nights, stolen glances, and kisses in the dark.

I was enough until the start of this year. Sawamura started using her as a tension blow-off. She wasn't his girlfriend anymore; she was his toy. While she didn't want to see it, the more she told me what would happen during the day, the more it became apparent. After multiple outings with our mutual friends and long chats with her best friend, I learned she's petrified of change. I don't push her, though; I will let her go at her own pace for as long as she needs.

"Wanna grab a feed?" I heard Sawamura speak out as I saw him walk past me. Where was he going? (Y/N) was about to start her game. "You know your girlfriend is about to play, right?" I called out, watching him and Sugawara stop in their tracks. They both turned around, but Sugawara had a sadder look than Sawamura.

"I've seen her play so many times; this time will be no different," he said with a slight shrug, but his demeanor told me he had no clue what was wrong with what he had just said. He turned back around, leaving Sugawara looking at me sadly.

(Y/N) would tell me how much Sugawara has been there for her when no one else was, and I will forever be grateful for it. Though he doesn't outwardly know about the two of us, I believe he knows my feelings for the Karasuno Girls captain.

Screw it; if he won't be there for her, even for something as small as a training camp game, I'll be there for her. She deserves the whole world, but at the very least she deserves a cheerleader.

(Y/N)'s POV

Half way through the game coach called a time out so everyone could collect themselves again. It wasn't until my focus wasn't on the game or my girls that I noticed that most of the boys from the Karasuno team were still around, watching the game, but Daichi was nowhere. I scanned the side of the court, nothing. Near the door, no one. The bleachers though, my eyes landed on another pair. Not Daichi's though.

"Kuroo." I whispered to myself as emotions I couldn't even name washed through my body. But we were playing against Nekoma, so he's probably here to support them.

"Okay girls! Get out there and show them what you got!" Coach called out as the rest of the girls made their way back onto the court. "(Y/N)." I heard my coach call out, but not as coach, as my mother.

I turned to look at her and the glance in her eyes told me she knew my feelings but that I needed to focus right now. So many words with one look. I understood and shook my head and made my way back to the court.

After every point I scored. Every block. Every save. I looked at him. He would already be looking at me. Every. Single. Time. Every glance rose the question. Why wasn't I with him. Why was I with someone who couldn't even take the time of day to watch my games.

The game ended rather quickly after those thoughts. I was running on auto pilot. I didn't even realize I had won us the game until I felt multiple bodies tackle me to the ground.

Just like Yui predicted, I was cleaning the gym after our game as it was the last of the day. And let me tell you, cleaning a stadium with 3 courts isn't easy to do by yourself. I'm just lucky coach asked me to clean this stadium instead of the Karasuno court. The boys don't know the meaning of cleanliness apparently.

"Need help?" I heard a sweet, coarse voice echo through the stadium. I turned to face the doors to see a tall, muscular man. Dawning beautiful black hair and piercing honey eyes.

"Where did you get to? I was looking for you after the team meeting but you went missing?" I paused in my tracks, leaning on the broom I was using to sweep the floor.

I watched as he stalked towards me, stopping only a couple inches in front of me. His cologne stung my nostrils in an intoxicating way. The way his body towered over mine made me feel hunted yet protected at the same time. The feelings I get with Kuroo are addictive, while what I feel for Diachi is comfortable.

"I went to get us these." He cooed quietly as he pulled both of his hands from behind his back, showing my favorite drink in the entire world.

"Ugh, I knew there was a reason why I liked you." I told him as I dropped the broom, letting it fall to the ground and echo around us as I grabbed the drink from Kuroo's large, firm hand.

"You played really well today."

"So you were there for me?" I said with a slight smirk as we made our way to the bleachers. Teasing Kuroo was one of my favorite pass times.

"Of course, no one on Nekoma's team has an ass like yours." He said nuding me to the side slightly. My mouth dropped in a joking shock.

"So I'm just a body to you am I?" I said as I moved in front of him and threw my leg at him, slightly kicking him as we both laughed.

We chatted, nothing sexual. Just talked. Thinking about it, I don't remember the last time I was just chatting with Daichi like this. These days he only ever talks to me if he needs something. We talked for nearly an hour before we heard the doors slam open.

"(Y/N)! What the fuck!"

"Daichi"

Kuroo's POV

"(Y/N)! What the fuck!"

"Daichi," (Y/N) said calmly. Almost like he's addressed her like this before.

"What are you doing in here alone with him!"

"Why can't I be?"

"Because you're mine! What sort of person are you parading around with other men?" The utter disgust that was being spat from Sawamura's mouth was like poison to hear.

How dare he speak to her like that, but when I turned to comfort (Y/N), her expression was stern—unwavering, in fact. He's definitely spoken to her like this before, and that fact irked me to my core. I'm about to stand up and give him a piece of my mind when I feel a small hand graze my bicep. I go to look at the girl the hand belongs to, but she's already on her feet and standing in front of Sawamura.

"So because I was your girlfriend, I belonged to you?" she started quietly but loud enough for both of us to hear.

"Was? Was my girlfriend. (Y/N) you are my girlfriend." Daichi exclaimed, almost like he was forcing a role onto her.

"No, Daichi, I was right the first time." She told him, with an undertone of authority. I was your girlfriend, meaning I'm not anymore. You do understand what it means, right?"

The struggle to suppress my laughter was profound. (Y/N) She sounded so done, done with him, done with the way she was treated, and just done with everything that had to do with Daichi Sawamura.

"Don't talk to me like I'm stupid."

"Well, you must be. I have been your pet, toy, and slave. I have always been there for you, especially when you couldn't be there for yourself. I WAS THERE! And where have you been in the past three years? Not with me, that I know for certain."

"(Y/N).."

"No, Daichi." She cut him off, moving closer to Sawamura and causing him to step back. We're done."

Two words and my ears are feeling bliss. I watched (Y/N) turn on her heel and look me directly in the eyes. She grabbed my hand and smiled slightly before turning back around and walking away—away from the stadium, away from the gym, but most importantly, away from someone who made her feel less than and towards a brighter future for herself.

Luckily, she's kept her hand firmly gripped to mine, bringing me with her.

(Y/N)'s POV

I was on the warpath, pushing through the thick air that was pulling me back to the gym to apologize for what I said. But why apologize for something I meant? I was sick of being pushed around by him.

"(Y/N), can you do this for me"

"(Y/N), I don't have time."

"I need to practice another time."

That's all I've heard from him for the past three years. Ever since we started Karasuno, it's like he changed. He wasn't the Daichi I fell in love with at such a young age. He wasn't the Daichi I made plans for the future with. He wasn't my Daichi, though.

"(Y/N)..."

It's like an echo called out my name through the endless thoughts and memories that ran through my mind.

"(Y/N)..." The echo got louder.

"DOVE!" It finally hit me. Kuroo. I dragged him through all this. Why did he even let me drag him? He could easily overpower me. He's done it plenty of times before. "Please stop, just for a second."

"I am-" I started, pausing and letting go of his hand as I slowly turned to face him.

"Dove?"

"I am terribly sorry!" I yelled slightly, throwing myself into a bow to apologize for putting him through that scene.

"What for?" I felt his hand touch my chin and push my face to look into his eyes. Those eyes—how I wished I had been looking into them for the past three years, actually looking into his eyes and not through hooded, lustful lids.

"You shouldn't have had to see that. But I'm more sorry about the shit I put you through all these years. Being second to Daichi." I told him, my eyes moving from his, looking everywhere but his eyes.

"(Y/N), you mustn't be the brightest if you think you put me through anything." He started in a quiet and gentle tone. A tone I hadn't heard in a while. But when it's from him, it's different. I feel protected. I feel safe. "I knew you and loved admiring you from the side and having you to myself in the quietest moments."

His words, their meaning, held great depth—deeper than the deepest parts of the ocean—and I was truly feeling everything he wanted me to.

"This relationship hasn't had the most trustful start. But I'm willing to try if it means I get to call you mine—to everyone and not just myself." He grabbed my cheek, pressing his forehead against mine, forcing eye contact. I couldn't help it. The feelings and emotions I was feeling were heaven. Kuroo made me feel a way no one has, not even Daichi. Kuroo was chaos, and sometimes, you need that in your life.

My body moved by itself. My lips smashed against Kuroo's. My arms are wrapped around his neck, his hands straight to his hair, and he pulls it the right way. The way I know sends him feral. I felt him sink into the heated make-out session quickly. Moving in sync with me, made for only each other.

"I'd try anything with you," I breathed out as I pulled apart from his lips. Our breaths were even in sync. How insane was I to think I was made for anyone but the man in front of me?

"Watch your words, Dove. We're still in public." He smirked lightly, giving me another quick peck on the lips before staring intensely into my eyes. Looking through his honey eyes, I could see the way he felt about me. I was peering directly into his soul, and he was in mine. The tension between us was thick to the point where oxygen even struggled to make it through.

Again, my body moved by itself. I grabbed Kuroo's hand and dragged him behind me again. I was on an even worse warpath. But instead of going away from something, it was towards something better.

Finally, the hotel, the room, and the bed were in sight. I pulled Kuroo into my room and pushed him onto the bed. "Would you look at that? We were not in public anymore."

[dollsuguru]

THANK YOU FOR THE TAG @connorsui <3 MWAH! 🩷

last song i listened to:

- all three of these <3 first one i was listening to (satosugu coded song btw it’s so good) and then i just listened to this next song after it and WHEW… visuals & singing are out of this world omfg hyein KILLED it <333 the second song (shh..) is sooo suguru/kenjaku coded omfg both the amazing music video AND the lyrics… don’t ask me why or how that’s simply what my brain thinks <3 and then the last one… my fav song from the series it was in the most recent episode and i listened to it for god knows how many hours while reading 70 chapters of the manga

currently watching:

- i’m rewatching “the apothecary diaries” omfg… jinshi my beloved husband <3 I HIGHLY RECOMMEND EVERYONE TO WATCH IT PLEASE IT’S SO GOOD <3

currently obsessed with:

- “the apothecary diaries” manga… literally read all 70 chapters in a day & a half and now i’m up to date (methinks) <3 also found out that suguru’s VA voices jinshi in the audio drama cd… my literal NICHE bc i literally think jinshi is a mix of suguru & bratty teen toru! but anyways jinshi’s anime VA is soooooo good omg now i’m rambling just pleek watch it is all i’m saying <3

also i’m working on a prof!geto x bookstore worker!reader fic for a request! AND for myself (another niche) i have a fashion designer!reader x art museum curator!geto fic that i’m really passionate about! <3

no pressure tags:

(only if y’all want to! <3) @softgirlgonehaywire @elusivemoon @staryukis @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat @nomadwrites & anyone else who sees this and wants to do it! :’)

[jotatetsuken]

meant to be — chapter 1: are you mine?

features: kate sharma!atsumu miya x anthony bridgerton!f!reader (also featuring edwina sharma!osamu miya)

trope: enemies to lovers, forbidden love, possible love triangle | type of writing: oneshot | final dish for: @romiyaro (a very belated birthday present for you) <3 | setting: royal au, bridgerton!au

warnings: implications of arranged marriage, fem! reader, reader wears corset, possible anxiety attack in the beginning of the fic, implications of political relations, mentions of infidelity, mentions of gambling, gossip. please lmk if i miss any tags <3

song: r u mine? - arctic monkeys | wc: 4462

submission for: @bokutosmochi’s 9 years of AM collab (thank you so much for organizing this collab :') )

beta reading: @lou-struck @portfolio-of-dreams @izukunii (y'all have no idea how y'all make my day, thank you so so much <33)

networks: @tokyometronetwork @hanayanetwork @downtown-roponggi

prompt: “If you don't put the kitchen utensils where they go, then you're not allowed to complain about it later.” - @sleepyprompts

a/n: finally! the first chapter is here!! so so exciting!! i especially thank you two, @ceo-of-daichi and @mrskenmakozume for agreeing with me to include you two in my fic. 💕 i hope everyone of you enjoy reading this chapter as i enjoyed writing this. if you're unable to understand any term, the glossary should give you an idea <33 i have more than 100 followers lol, but i thought it best to write these requests whenever possible <333.

also, likes, comments and especially reblogs are appreciated <33

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masterlist | glossary | chapter two

Blank. Your mind had gone blank, as you couldn't hear the voices of your surroundings. All you could hear was your heart beating and your heavy breathing. Maybe you hear the occasional screams and sneers in your head. Your heart was thumping to the point where it felt like it was going to pop out of your rib cage. You were having trouble breathing, and you felt something snap on your back as you quietly yelled, “Ow!” as you forcefully came out of your panic reverie. 

“(Y/N), are you okay?” Your sister-in-law, Lady Kiyoko, the Countess of Karasuno, inquired calmly, sensing that you were sweating and your hands were getting clammy. All of you were at The SatTen Thread, with the Modiste, Satori Tendou, trying to fit you into the corset he’d prepared just for you, and had just yanked the laces of the corset. The corset was stitched well enough to tighten you in the right places, elevating your bust. The fact that this was causing you slight discomfort caused your eyebrows to be pulled down, your nose to be wrinkled, the lips to be loose, with the upper one being pulled up, and the eyes narrowing. “Is the corset too tight, ma cherie?” Satori inquired as you shook your head in denial, breathing heavily. “It’s not about that, monsieur, it’s just,” you continue, sighing, “I just don’t see the point of this really.” You were not exactly lying. 

It was not about the corset at all, but the ordeal that was bothering you. You really did not see the point of dressing up, promenading with different suitors, being an active part of the season to impress the eyes of the ton, especially when you’re at the age of six and twenty. However, what was more daunting for you (and you did not want to show that on your face,) was the idea of meeting a potential suitor at this season’s inaugural event, the Inarizaki Beautillion Ball.

It is said that for the past two years, the King, Keishin Ukai, wanted to shake up the season by inviting the gentlemen from the ton and declaring a beautillion ball to see who would be the season’s “Blue Sapphire,” the highest prestige bestowed upon the concerned nobleman by the King, and the most eligible bachelor for this season, in addition to having the season’s “Diamond,” the same applying to women.

One day, the King was walking along the corridors with Lord Ojiro, the Prince of Inarizaki, who was organizing the said Beautillion Ball, when he remarked, “I yearn for someone fresh, someone unexpected, to turn the season on its head. That is what we need. There is no room for indifference. Apathy is a blight the monarchy simply cannot endure, especially when it comes to choosing this year’s ‘Blue Sapphire’. ” 

Ojiro nodded  and replied, “True, Your Majesty, but a young gentleman cannot be a Blue Sapphire unless you anoint him as such. When you started the tradition of choosing the ‘Blue Sapphire’ along with the ‘Diamond,’  the ton obviously did not take it too kindly. But in the last two seasons, they’ve noticed that while we do look into the most eligible suitor, our “Diamond,” from the noblewomen, we’re establishing equal opportunity and doing so for the men as well, keeping a more watchful eye over them. So if for any reason you do not find one among the candidates today—”

King Keishin rolled his eyes and continued, “—then Lord Whistledown would surely cause a stir in his pieces of paper. We have heard nary a peep from him since last season ended. In retrospect, the writer may have realized that taking on his king was a bad idea, and he made the decision never to publish again. Or,” the King continued as he shrugged, “He simply went to the country, as the rest of us did in the off-season, bored by the lack of any real gossip. Do you know what that would make him?” Both of them scowl when they realize it, and remark at the same time, “One of us.”

This year, the Beautillion Ball was being organized by Prince Ojiro, who had earned a good reputation amongst the ladies after he came back from Tokyo after a couple of successful business ventures. He was a man of good repute, and his connections could propel opportunities for the Kingdom to advance into the waves of modern society. 

You realized that you had to use this opportunity to look your prettiest, should you find a suitor there. However, no one knew that you had a secret side of you that only lurked in the early mornings, within the pages of books, and when you played pall-mall and cricket. The modern era would call you a “tomboy” in the truest sense, and you would agree, but it was surely safe to say that you were not for this era. Besides, you didn’t see the point of the corsets other than to make you feel, well, uncomfortable about yourself. 

“You know,” your other sister-in-law, Lady Lydia interjected as she was looking at herself in the mirror as she was wearing the new yellow empire waistline dress that the modiste made especially for her, “It isn’t really that bad. I mean, since your brothers were last year’s Blue Sapphires and—” You interrupted her by saying, “—they’re doing just fine.” You nodded, responding, “I know. I mean, my eldest brother Daichi got to marry you, and that’s surprising in the eyes of the ton indeed,” with Lydia giggling, and a tint of blush hitting her rosy cheeks. 

You’d met Lydia, the now Duchess of Karasuno, at one of your closest friends', Lady Ella’s Ball, years ago. Ella had just become the Duchess of Nekoma, having married Lord Kenma, the Duke of Nekoma. You were Ella’s maid of honor, and Lydia was one of the bridesmaids. At first, something about her hairstyle confused you. She decided to have her hair be short and curly, and was even conjuring up plans to make a mullet.

However, you then get to know her free-spirited yet caring and empathetic nature. You also learned that when she took the leap of faith to change the way she looked, she was initially scared of what people would say about her haircut because her parents, who were not royalty, scolded her in terms of who would marry her, but then later she shrugged it off. 

You were so adoring of Lydia that you invited her to the first ever Beautillion Ball, where your eldest brother, Lord Daichi, the newly appointed Duke of Karasuno, was crowned that year’s “Blue Sapphire.” As her hazel eyes lay upon Daichi’s  dark brown irises, he was taken aback by her unconventional looks and eventually warmed up to her personality. While many people were against this union, you and Daichi fought for it to happen. 

Similarly, the following year, when Lord Ryuunosuke, the Earl of Karasuno, was named the Blue Sapphire, he already had his eyes set on his future wife: Lady Kiyoko of House Shimizu. However, it took his multiple attempts to be rejected by Kiyoko and a proposal from Lady Kanoka for her to see that he would never give up on her no matter what, and that’s how they got married. 

This year, as you, being the third eldest in the family, and also, this season’s “Diamond,” were now in line to get married, most of your family were excited to hopefully find your new suitor at the ball. However, there were some things holding you back from being truly excited about the regalia. As you were then trying on the new dress in the mirror, and how your coiffed hair complimented everything else, you thanked the modiste nevertheless for the outfit, and walked back to your carriage with Lydia and Kiyoko.

As you were being driven back home via the carriage, numerous thoughts drowned out the conversation your sisters-in-law were having with each other. You start to remember exactly why you went blank at the modiste. Your thoughts go back to the last season, at Ella’s Ball, where Lord Whistledown’s gossip sheet was spread around and it read: Dearest gentle reader, 

As the social season draws to a close, I personally would like to congratulate Lord Kenma, the Duke of Nekoma, and Lady Ella, the newly appointed Duchess of Nekoma, on their nuptials.  Even the most illustrious noblemen and noblewomen, however, are humbled by the one thing that humbles even the most illustrious members of the ton...scandals! A man with charm is entertaining, and a man with looks is, of course, a sight to behold, but a man with honor—ah, he is the one to whom the young ladies should flock, dear reader. This is not so true for the suitor betrothed to Karasuno’s eldest princess, Lady (L/N). How unfortunate it is that her husband-to-be, a nobleman himself, is a rake, because my sources tell me that he was caught sullying another woman, an Alisa Haiba, at his bachelorette party while he was engaged to the Princess. You didn’t think it would go unnoticed by me, did you? I assure you that this is a gentle reminder to not mess with me, because I have also learned that….”

Even as people were absorbing what was being written on the gossip sheet, everyone’s eyes turned to you. Despite showering you with love in the past, your future husband has always appeared shallow, self-centered, closed-off, and without regard for consequences. In fact, you were present that night when you witnessed your future husband, the Prince of Nekoma, being sullied by the aforementioned opera singer. When he turned to face you, he widened his eyes, as if he had been completely misunderstood. Perhaps it wasn't the truth, but it was what was reported, and you believed it. However, you were not the only one who was aware.  Lady Ella was with you when that happened. However, it occurred to you that you might want to speak with him privately and find out what really happened, because the word of men was favored over the word of women at the time. On the other hand, Lord Whistledown got wind of it, and the news spread like wildfire the next day. It especially hurt you that your family wouldn't let you marry him, let alone court him, so you closed your heart to any future romantic advances. 

You felt someone shake your shoulders as Lydia and Kiyoko got you out of your train of thought. As you three walked into the Karasuno Hall, you were able to hear the housekeeper scold the lady’s maids from a distance, “If you don't put the kitchen utensils where they go, then you're not allowed to complain about it later.” You looked at Lydia and Kiyoko and remarked, with a deep sigh, “Sorry girls, it’s just... After what happened last year, I’m certain that I’ll never find love, at least among the royalty. In this world we live in, in this timeline we live in, everyone is selfish, ruthless, cutthroat, and inconsiderate. So, let’s see if I find a suitor this week.”

“Yer got to be kidding me! ‘Samu!!”  Around the same time, a gruntled voice echoed down the corridors of the Inarizaki Hall, as a 6’2” tall, brown-eyed man with dark-brown hair, the top of which was dyed blonde, paced hurriedly to his twin brother’s room. “Osamu!” He entered the door to find his twin brother freaking out about the Beautillion Ball. Draped in black trousers, a white shirt, a silver waistcoat, and a black tailcoat with dark brown knee length boots, he stood in front of the mirror with a ragged breath. “ ‘Tsumu, I am scared. It’s happening here. The Ball is happening here. What if—” 

The elder twin sighed and placed his hand on Osamu’s shoulder. “ ‘Samu, breathe deeply. Please,” the elder twin, Atsumu requested, to which Osamu tried calming down, and he replied, “It would have been better if I was in Hyogo, ‘Tsumu. The business there was booming and—” Atsumu nodded in agreement, speaking in Kansai. “Yer right, ‘Samu, but think of Lord Kita for once. He had to acquire the throne at a young age, and we’re doing this to uphold our end of the word we made with him.” Osamu nodded, then turned to Atsumu, “I still find it surprising that you’re not the one being presented at the hall today, but I am. You’re clearly marriage material, ‘Tsumu.” 

Shaking his head in denial, Atsumu places his hands on Osamu’s shoulders, kissing his teeth and replying, “No, ‘Samu, ya are. I may be more handsome than you,” Atsumu then smirks, with Osamu rolling his eyes and both of them chuckling, “But, you are better than me, brother, in more ways than one. Besides, this gives me an opportunity to look out for you in a way.” 

Osamu then sighed, replying, “Okay, fine, I’ll be okay at the ball, as long as you’re here. As much as I like Rin, I don’t want to hear gossip about the ton all day long.” Atsumu then nods, chuckling. Both of them were adopted by the late King of Inarizaki before Lord Shinsuke of House Kita had to take over the incumbent throne. 

Atsumu, being unable to cope with the pain of losing the man that gave them a second chance at life, later gained a reputation for himself that made him less desirable in the eyes of the ton. Involving himself in promiscuous ways, gambling, and even playing cricket professionally, Atsumu never really cared too much for the throne. 

Through Lord Whistledown, Atsumu was being viewed as incompetent by everyone else, and so he didn't want his reputation to ruin his brother's chances in the marriage market. Despite them arguing with each other on pretty much everything, Atsumu was certain about one thing. He loved his brother very much and wanted what was best for him. 

The next morning of the beautillion ball, as you were riding a horse at dawn, with a quiet atmosphere around you. You couldn’t hear anything except for some ducks quacking, the leaves rustling, and the wind gushing, when a man whizzed past you, and you looked in his direction. Curious, you trot behind him, searching for those distant horse neighs. “Sir, are you in trouble?” You cried out as you searched for him, and as you rode along, that’s where you found him in the distance, riding ahead of you. He then turns to you, winks at you, and gallops away. You were all of a sudden taken back by how his face and his golden-dyed hair glistened in the sunlight, so you looked for him, only to find him in the distance, having exerted a bit too much energy.

“Enjoying your victory lap, is it?” You cry out, thus startling this man, causing him to utter something in Kansai. “You'll not be afforded such an ample head-start this time,” He snickered and responded, “Apologies, ma’am. It was not my intention to cause concern.” Humming, you inquire, “Does anyone know you are riding astride?” Chuckling, he responds, “Funnily enough, I was going to ask you the same thing. Besides, it’s rare that men’s reputations are questioned, unless—” You interject, “Unless you’re written by Lord Whistledown,” causing the both of you to chuckle. “Perhaps,” the fake blonde man continues, “What if we pretend this encounter never happened? Ya allow me to go my way, and ya go yers. Besides, I'm on my way back to Mayfair, where the Beautillion Ball is happening, and my presence is requested soon.”

You reply, “Ah, you worry about being seen,” and he responds, “I worry about meeting strange women in parks at dawn who refuse to leave me alone with their questions.” Keeping a finger on your lips, you continue, “Your secret is safe. I will not tell a soul.” He smiles and replies, “I am grateful to you. Additionally, losing races to strangers in such parks at dawn, I can only imagine the questions yer would be asked.” After a while, both of you spotted a group of guards on horseback. The man then turns the other way, screams, “Good day, ma’am,” and gallops back home, when you cry out, “Sir, I don’t think we’ve yet been introduced.” The man responds, “I am afraid that is not possible. Not when I have a victory lap to celebrate,” causing you to be particularly intrigued about this man as you cantered back home too.

It was finally time. The Day of the Inarizaki Beautillion Ball. An announcement was made as you entered the Ball, “Accompanied by the Prince of Karasuno, Lord Ittetsu of House Takeda, the Duchess of Karasuno, Lady Lydia of House Sawamura, and the Countess of Karasuno, Lady Kiyoko of House Tanaka, please welcome this season’s Diamond, the Princess of Karasuno, Lady (Y/N) (L/N)!” As you walked into the hall in your baby pink empire waistline dress from the modiste with a garnet studded headband and white gloves, you kept smiling as many men approached you and danced with you, King Keishin, King Shinsuke, and Prince Ojiro, observing every move.

As you were being kept on your toes and turned around by different noblemen, the music stopped and everyone came to a halt as another announcement was made. “Accompanied by His Highness, Prince Ojiro of House Aran, and Earl Rintaro Suna, please welcome The Miya Twins; the Duke of Inarizaki, Lord Atsumu Miya, and the Viscount of Inarizaki, Lord Osamu Miya.” Your gaze found Atsumu’s dark-brown irises as he saw you dancing with different noblemen. Tired, you excused yourself to get out of the hall to breathe in some fresh air.

Suddenly, you heard someone call your last name out. You turn to find a group of women approaching you. One of them remarks, “With you as the Diamond of the season, the rest of us shall receive a respite from the marriage-minded mamas this season, indeed,” causing all of you to chuckle. You then calm down, and smile, “Enjoy your freedom while it lasts. You, too, will soon submit to this ridiculous rigmarole of courtship, being squired by every eligible mister around town until you're barely able to see straight.”

To which another lady giggles, “Is one gentleman unlike any other? Let someone woo you into marriage, and be devoted to you for the rest of your life.” As you chuckle, you respond, “You may be cavalier, but if I must leg-shackle myself in marriage, the man in question should have more to recommend him.”

The other lady looks at you in confusion. “Do not tell us you are hoping for a love match?” To which you respond, “Love is the last thing I desire. If my children are to be provided for, if the family’s reputation is to be upheld and kept intact, then their father must be of impeccable quality. I don’t just need a pleasing face for a Prince Consort. I need an acceptable wit, genteel manners, and someone who’s affluent enough to be worthy of that position. Though it should not be hard to find, since the King will finally name a Blue Sapphire, saving me some trouble, at least of choosing him.”

As the other ladies chuckle and leave, you hear a rustling sound from the bushes, inquiring, “Is someone there? I can hear... you.” That is when you see the blond-haired man stand before you, bowing and apologizing, “Pardon me, Your Highness.” Approaching him, you respond, “I never got your name, until now at least, Duke Miya. I was wondering if we'd meet again.” Atsumu responded, scowling, “So you might discern if my wit is acceptable, my manners genteel?” With widened eyes, you inquire, “Were you eavesdropping, my lord? Also, do you take any issue with my requirements for a husband?” 

Laughing, Atsumu retorts, “It was hardly an effort, seeing as you were proclaiming your many requirements for a husband loud enough for the entire party to hear. Also, yes, I take issue with any woman who views men merely as banks to withdraw funds at will.” Before you could utter anything, he approached you, “Princess (L/N), yes? What makes you think he'll accept your suit if you manage to find this paragon of virtue? Are young gentlemen truly that easily won by a pleasing smile and nothing else?” “So, you find my smile pleasing, is it?” you ask, smiling. Smirking, he continued, “I find your opinion of yourself entirely too high, Your Highness. Your character is as deficient as your horsemanship. I shall bid you good night.” 

As Atsumu walked back into the hall, leaving you alone and dumbfounded in the garden, you were handed over a note that read, “Lord Whistledown’s Gossip Sheet.” As your breath became ragged, you rolled your eyes and responded, “Creating a menace again, are you now?” as you read the contents while everyone received the copy of the sheet: Dearest gentle reader,

Did you miss me? While our esteemed ton lazed in their rustic retreats, this author was doing just one thing. Honing my skills, or perhaps hatching my plans? Nay, even better, I was sharpening my knives for all of ya. The identity and means of this author remain a mystery. Trying to find those answers will prove fruitless, indeed. There is, of course, another unknown identity at the moment. It will, however, be possible for you to uncover this one. I speak of the season's Blue Sapphire, wherever he may be. This author hopes ya have fun at the Beautillion Ball, where hopefully we’ll get to hear some wonderful news tonight. Your move, Your Majesty. 

Always yours, 

Lord Whistledown.

Atsumu then walks to Prince Ojiro, who’s conversing with Prince Ittetsu, demanding, “We need to leave. We will see you at home.” Being dumbfounded, Ojiro asks, “But whatever for? People are watching, brother, and something’s clearly upsetting you. We just–” Atsumu interrupted him, remarking, “It’s clear we are woefully unprepared to navigate this chaos. I am sure Osamu's absence will only make him that much more desirable.” Osamu then turned to Prince Ittetsu, calmly responding, “It truly was a magnificent soiree, Your Highness. We are most grateful.” Ittetsu then responds, “Well, it would seem both of us may have our hands full this year.” Ojiro then smiles, continuing, “Not if I have something to say about it. And as you very well know, I always have something to say.” As both of them chuckle, silence lingers in the Inarizaki Hall as even the Miya twins halt for a moment. King Keishin found himself reading Whistledown’s words, and as he got irked, he stood up and announced while looking at everyone. “Your presence is noted, and your king is most appreciative. Allow it to now be my honor to present to you the season's Blue Sapphire.”

He then looked at the Miya twins, who were standing near the door, and announced, “Viscount Osamu Miya.” 

The world stood still for both of them, as Osamu walked towards the king and bowed before him, with a number of ladies swarming before them. While you were lost in thought, your sister-in-law, Lydia, remarked, with her husband standing by her side, “You look at him the way I look at my hair in the mirror, Sister,” with Daichi then whispering to both of you, “Truly, I cannot say I will long for any of this. Good luck, sister. This season, you will undoubtedly require it.”

As you walked towards the King, you bowed before him, as he greeted you with a smile, “Princess (Y/N) (L/N), my Diamond. Have you met my new incomparable?” Turning to Osamu, you were taken aback by his beautiful blue eyes and his grey hair. You continue, “I appreciate the introduction, Your Majesty. I only hope to be able to enjoy the pleasure of a dance.” With this, Osamu puts his hand out before you, and you put your hand in his, and you two walk to the dance floor, as you two dance to the classical rendition of “R U Mine?”

“Forgive my directness,” you interject as the two incomparables of the season keep dancing, “Do you have any thoughts about children?” He nods, responding, “Other than the fact that I desire them so? However many I have, my lady, I shall feel most fortunate. Together with my wife, we will chart the best course.” 

Being taken back by his response, you remark, “How very sensible. Do you have any successful business ventures?” Chuckling, Osamu responds, “Most certainly, Your Highness. It needs to be brought to your notice that I, like my brother, am half-Japanese. So, I would need to travel to Tokyo from time to time. I have a restaurant there, which is booming, and I’m looking to bring the business here. Should you want to invest in it?” You felt a fluttering sensation in your stomach as you were enjoying the camaraderie with Osamu, and after a couple of questions, you concluded, “You do not seem decomposed by my line of questioning.” Osamu responded with a smile, “Why would I ever be? A woman who knows exactly what she wants is truly admirable. If I may say so, it's as rare as a diamond.”

Osamu then broke the comfortable silence that lingered between the two of you, by responding, “I think we should go ahead and speak with my brothers. It is their blessing you shall need if we are… Oh! Here he is now. ‘Tsumu!” ‘Tsumu? You think to yourself, as your eyes land on Atsumu. “Ah, Princess (L/N)!” Prince Ojiro spoke, with Prince Ittetsu standing by. “I see you've met Viscount Osamu. This is—”  

You completed the sentence with, “His brother. Viscount Osamu is an excellent dancer. Perhaps, I may learn a thing or two from him,” and bowing at Osamu, with your eyes at Atsumu. Somehow, you felt an inexplicable connection that drew you to Atsumu. At this very moment, Osamu felt like sitting beside a fireplace and drinking tea, while Atsumu felt like a whetstone, sharpening your mettle with every gaze. 

Taking a long drawn sigh, he retorts, “It’s Duke Atsumu, my lady. Would you join me in the retiring room, brother?,” while Atsumu pulls Osamu away. Osamu inquired, “Is something wrong, ‘Tsumu?” As they were walking away from you, Atsumu retorted, “ ‘Samu, you are not to go near that woman. Do you understand?” 

As your gaze never left Atsumu’s figure, Prince Ittetsu remarked, “He is a precious sapphire, dearest.” Mindlessly, you responded, “Indeed. He is who I shall marry.” You were clueless about the confusion that was about to ensue amongst the ton this season. 

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[paperpeacock]

Ok like hear me out. Suga with an s/o starring as phantom of the opera and he of course dragged everyone he could to see them and during the song the phantom of the opera everybody is just like WOWOWOWOW🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩 and the entire time Suga is just 😍😍😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰-

Hello! I am so sorry, I've kept you waiting for a while, haven't I? I thank you for your patience and I really loved this request! this is my first Haiykuu fic so I hope I don't disappoint. Thank you again and i hope you have an Awesome day!

Suga x Reader - Break A Leg

The auditorium echoed in the sound of squeaky shoes and boyish yells. The Karasuno volley ball team were practicing, this was evident by the amount of swearing that could be heard. A certain fiery redhead and gimlet gazed king were in heated argument. 

“Kageyama!” Hinata shouted once more, his sets weren't consistent enough to land any good spikes. 

“I'm trying! Maybe if you weren't such a baby you could move for the ball”  

Hinata huffed at this comment, ready to spike the pompous king in his face. But before he could do so, a lovestruck Suga waltzed into the hall. His pale cheeks were tinted rose, his smile warm and inviting. Suga was normally a calm, but never blissful. 

“Suga you’re pretty late” Daichi called, not too focused on the snow haired setter. 

“Mhm” He called back. In his arms he carried a thick stack of papers. He hadn't come to practice volley ball, but instead to pin up said papers. 

“What are you doing Suga?” Hinata shouted, pausing his argument for a moment. Now the whole team was curious, turning their gazes to Suga. Who was currently smoothing down a dark poster against their notice board. 

“Have you heard of the play the drama club is doing?” He asked the group, back still turned to them. 

“Oh yeah! Opera Ghost thingy”  

“Phantom of the Opera, dumbass”  

“Well, guess who’s staring in it!” Suga turned round, eyes splashed in glitter. 

The whole team smiled in knowing. The only person who could ever get Suga this excited was... 

“Y/N?” They said in union. 

“Yes! And its next week so you all better be there!” he pointed at the boys before making an exit. He had to put up all the poster before the morning bell. 

The next week was a busy one for the drama club, their clubroom a menagerie of makeup and costumes. Suga watched his step when walking in. Most members were dashing around, preparing for the dress rehearsal, he could barely make out your figure amongst the mess. 

He knocked his fist against the doorframe, trying to catch anyone’s attention. “Has anyone seen Y/N?” he called.  

“Hi~”  

He flinched as a pair of familiar arms draped around his shoulders. He turned to find you. 

“Nice mask” He joked, fiddling with the end of the iconic half face. He was surprised to say the least upon hearing that you were playing the Phantom. 

“Things seem pretty busy”  

“Yes, everyone's super hyped!” you smiled; he found your excitement to be adorable. 

“Y/N! We need you on stage in 5 minutes!”  

You turned to your boyfriend, lending him an exhausted smile.  

“I better get go-” 

His lips pressed against yours, a quick but sweet goodbye. 

“Break a leg” he smiled, his forehead lingered on your own before he left. 

“Thanks” 

The night had finally arrived, the night of which the whole school had been buzzing about. 

“Guys come on! We might be late!” Suga stressed, his breath like smoke in the cold winter air. The whole karasuno Volley Ball team stood outside the auditorium, freezing their asses off whilst waiting for Hinata to tie his laces. 

“Okay done!” The red head announced and the group pushed inside.  

In a rushed shuffled they all pushed each other to take a seat, they arrived just in time before the start. 

“Good evening, ladies and Gentlemen!” An overly dramatic voice announced, in obvious theater kid fashion. 

“On this cold December night, we welcome you to join us in...” 

“Phantom of the Opera!” 

On command the classic theme song erupted throughout on the room, commencing the beginning of the play. Suga couldn't wait to see what you had been working on for these past months. 

After awhile of flowery dancing and some lady singing with a decapitated head in her hand, finally, and I mean finally the Phantom had arrived. 

The audience had been awaiting this scene, for it was the most compelling. 

A honeyed light spilled from the ceiling, casting upon the Phantom and Christine as the two actors glided across the stage. Suga felt his heart race beneath his chest as you brought the actor close to you, your voice like that of a siren. He watched your long midnight cape drag behind your figure, gloved hands gesturing as you sung. Despite the dark and foreboding nature of the Phantom, Suga could still make out the twinkling eyes beneath the ghost-like mask. You were loving this. Each time you came closer to edge of the stage he felt his chest tighten; you were so enchanting to him. And when you disappeared behind the curtains he felt his heart slightly wilt, wishing to see and hear more of you. 

“Thank ladies and Gentlemen! Have a great night!” 

The crowd erupted in cheer, shaking the walls of the hall with screaming and clapping. Even Suga shouted, surprising his team mates. 

Him and the rest of the group waited outside for you as waves of crowds spilled out from the doors, before finally, you came out. 

“Y/N!” He waved, drawing your attention, you still wore your phantom outfit, too preoccupied to return it. 

He pulled you into a hug, grasping onto your figure and holding your head against his shoulder. 

“You were amazing” he whispered, kissing the top of your head. You blushed beneath your mask, ducking further into his chest. 

“Thank you” you mumbled, earning a laugh from him. 

And Thus the Volleyball player and his phantom went home for the night, Ready to discuss the entirety of the play. 

“I like the part when the Phantom was there” 

“Pfft” 

[luza-wayne]

why people bother with love.

sawamura daichi x reader

wc: 9.2k

this is the longest fic that i've ever written, omg. i love daichi sm<33

also the story is inspired by taylor swift's song 'mine'! i was listening to it while on shuffle playlist and thought it was so good.

a happy and lovely family.

it's the farthest from what your family was.

all your parents did was fight at every little thing that can be talked through.

it was also the reason why you and your siblings are not close with each other. they hide or run away whenever they're fighting, which means, always.

but, they did tell you once.

“they were so deeply in love with each other in the past.”

so, just in the past?

i don't understand.

“then, you shouldn't have spent it on useless things!” 

your father's voice made your ears ring. it's in the middle of the night.

they're fighting again. 

this is supposed to be a day for me. i just graduated from elementary school today.

“useless?! you call that useless?!” your mother shouted back.

you decided to get off of the bed and silently walk to where the voices are coming from, the kitchen.

“of course, it is!” your father replied.

“our daughter just graduated and you're saying that buying her a small gift is useless?!” your mother asked.

i knew it. it's about that.

you peeked from the opening in the living room which was connected to the kitchen.

“just tell her ‘congratulations!’ or anything! why bother spending money?! we're not rich!” your father rebutted.

“are you hearing yourself right now, huh?” your mother snickered. “what are you even mad about? it's not even over ¥500?”

“you could've used that ¥500 for something more important! like food stocks or bills!” 

“her, graduating is important! don’t you dare not acknowledge your daughter’s milestone!”

maybe i should just give them back a ¥500 that i saved from my daily allowance? would that stop them from fighting?

“arhg! you and your obtuse actions!” your father slammed the counter with his balled fist.

“what?! you're one to talk! that stupid "friend" of yours who always borrows money from you! where is he now, huh? out there partying and spending the money you lent him! what did he say? "i'll give it back tomorrow!" i never once saw him return the money he borrows, yet you keep on giving and giving him! what are you, a bank?!” your mother snapped.

“shut up!” your father shouted and clicked his tongue. “you always bring that up! you're always like that! i'm tired of you already!”

“guess who's tired of you too?” your mother crossed her arms and stared at your father blankly.

“is that so? then i'm leaving and never going back here!” your father had enough and walked out.

he met your eyes and was surprised for a bit, but he continued walking to the front door.

you looked at your mother.

she still had her arms crossed above her chest, but she clenched her hands tightly and was biting on her lower lip.

“mom, are you not going to run after dad?” you stepped out from hiding.

your mother flinched, but she quickly realized that you must've heard the whole conversation already.

“why would i? it was his decision to leave! i don't care about him anymore! i'm glad i finally got tired of his ass!” she said and went to get water.

what? 

you say that, but why do you look so hurt?

“your hands are quivering, mom.”

as your eyebrows furrowed, you heard the engine starting. you look at the door's direction and run towards it. when you stepped out, you saw your father just hopped on his mini truck.

he saw you running to him. he rolled his window down.

“dad, when are you coming back?” you asked him.

he just smiled achingly at you.

“sorry.” he muttered. you, confused, tilted your 

“don't worry, i'd still be there for you, siblings.” he shortly answered.

“what about mom?” you questioned.

“i don't care anymore. i can't bring myself to love her anymore. sorry.” he said and grabbed the steering wheel tightly. he then said goodbye and drove off.

i don't understand.

“they were so deeply in love with each other in the past.”

did their love for each other fade away?

i really don't understand…

love…

“why does everyone bother with it if it never lasts?”

why do we need to fall in love, just to experience the anguish of losing the feeling of it?

•••

“hurry! hurry! their match is already starting!” your friend pulls your hand, as you follow her lead.

“okay, okay.” you answered with no enthusiasm.

what am i going to do there anyways? i don't even know the rules in volleyball.

“why are we watching a boys volleyball game in the first place?” you asked her.

“it's our school's team! they can represent miyagi in the spring high tournament, if they win against the team they're playing today.” she said,

okay, still didn't anyways why we should be here.

when you two reached the bleachers, your other classmates waved at you and pointed at the seat they reserved for you both.

the first set just finished when you arrived. you just used the cheering megaphone they handed you and just created some noise as the players walked on the court.

“kageyama-sama, do your best!” you heard your friend scream her heart out.

that answers my question. also, what do you mean, "-sama"? you're older than him, right?

you sighed and just continued cheering.

the umpire blew the whistle and signaled that the second set was starting. you watched as a guy with bowl-cut from the opposing team serves.

your eyes widened a bit seeing how hard he serves, you were so sure no one could receive it.

but, the guy was there to break your thoughts.

he easily receives it, making your eyes widened even more.

as soon as he received it, they ran towards the net and he hit the ball over the other team, earning them the first point of the set.

wow. 

your mouth hangs open.

“h-hey,” you called for your friend's attention. “who was that?”

“who? the one who sets?! that's kageyama! he's a firs—”

“no, the one who hits the ball.” you immediately stopped her.

“oh, that's the captain, sawamura daichi, from class 4. i think he's friends with sugawara too.” she answered shortly, now that the topic is not kageyama anymore.

number 1… that means he's the captain, right?

the match continued and they won the set. they lost the third, but won the fourth.

you were hanging on your seat as the set, supposed to be just 15, goes over to 20 and you cling to your friend tightly as the final whistle was heard and karasuno was declared the winner.

“wah! kageyama-sama, congratulations!” your friend bawled out.

“he's amazing too, right?” you said as you clapped, seeing sawamura receive the trophy.

“of course! he's kageyama-sama's teammate, after all!” she said, still dragging kageyama to the conversation.

when it was time to move out, your friend said she needed to go to the toilet, so you went there with her.

as you two passed the entrance to the gym floor, you saw the black uniforms standing there.

oh, they're here.

“sugawara!” your friend suddenly shouted, calling for your classmates' attention. almost all of them looked in your direction. “congratulations!” she said,

“oh! thanks!” sugawara replied, waving his hand in the air with a big smile.

you thought you might as well congratulate your classmate.

“congratulations, sugawara.” you said, not as loud as your friend's voice, but enough for him to hear.

“ah! (y/n), thanks!” he thanked you.

you two then bowed to them and continued to go to the bathroom, all while your friend celebrated that he got kageyama's attention earlier too.

“okay, i got it already. just go and hurry up.” you shut her up when you reached the comfort room.

you just walked to a close bench to the bathroom and took a seat, waiting patiently for your friend to finish.

“hey,” you heard a voice say.

you're not sure whether they're talking to you or not, but you looked up at where it came from.

“you're…” you started and stood on your feet. “sawamura, right?”

“uh, yeah. i'm sawamura.” he said as he reached for his nape and rubbed it with his palms awkwardly.

“you were so awesome in the game earlier. congrats.” you told him and smiled.

“thanks. i actually think i look unsightly during the game, especially when i'm just running and moving on fumes.” he replied sheepishly.

“well, the fact that you think that and yet you still do it just shows how passionate you are about winning.” you uttered. “still, don't worry. you look cool.” you reassured him.

“really? that's a relief.” he said and sighs relievedly.

there was a few seconds of silence after that and you just stared at each other.

“um… why did you… uhm, approach me?” you asked.

he suddenly gets a bit of tint pink shade on his cheeks, that can be easily missed if you were not looking carefully. maybe the reason, you noticed it also was the fact that his bruised on his left cheeks got your attention.

“well, you see… we won against shiratorizawa.” he started and you hummed. “so, we're already qualified for the spring high, i was just wondering if you'll be watching there too.” he asked.

“why? is my presence needed there?” you confusedly asked, making him chortle.

“for me, it definitely does, haha.” he answered, straightforwardly.

it skipped a beat. my heart just did.

i know these feelings very well. it's the feeling i swore not to follow.

i know where these feelings would bring me to.

“i see. i'll look forward to it then.”

i should've declined back then.

•••

“ever since you moved here, it never got quiet here anymore!”

your old woman neighbor is once again shouting in front of your house. 

she's always there and she always just does it whenever sawamura is at work or out for something. it was easy to know since she knows he's a police officer and the police car is not in the parking lot.

you continued to bite your lower lip. 

trying to stop yourself from shouting back at the old woman was harder than you thought.

the neighbors said she has a mental disorder, but still her voice. her voice can easily break a plate or two.

normally, you would just ignore her until she leaves, but today you're not like those days. your menstruation started this morning, and the blood got onto the sheets, so you had changed it. 

moving around irritates you, but you had no choice but to do the chores, before your husband arrives, since it's just you two in the house and you're off to work today.

speaking of your husband, you looked at the clock and saw the time.

‘where are you?’ ‘your shift should've finished a while ago.’ ‘can you go home already?’

you stared at your phone and waited for him to reply, but he didn't. you just stood up and went to the kitchen.

ah, she left. you thought as you managed to peek outside the window while you walked to the kitchen.

thank goodness, finally.

“guess, i should reheat this.” you muttered to yourself and sighed.

you placed the dinner you cooked, inside the microwave. as you wait for it, you remembered that you haven't looked at the mail today yet.

you hurriedly went outside and opened the mailbox.

“huh?” you were surprised to see the mails filled with bills that needed to be paid.

you groaned as you held the envelopes in hand.

it's the same envelope you receive every month, but somehow these envelopes are more irritating to you right now. 

you just closed the mailbox and went inside. you one by one looked through the mail, while you walked back to the kitchen.

and every time you open one, your mood gets worse and worse.

“huh?! why is it so expensive?!” you shouted at the bill you're holding.

we need to spend our money more wisely, even if we're both working.

*ping*

you heard the microwave's sound go off. you immediately took it out forgetting to put on a mitt or even a pot holder.

“ouch!” you screamed. you hurriedly went to the sink and ran the water on it. “damn, what am i doing?”

“i'm home.” sawamura announced as soon as he stepped in.

he's home?!

“argh! wait–” you speed walked to the main door and saw your husband. “welc–” 

you stopped mid-sentence when you saw what he's holding.

“uh, i saw a friend of mine while on my way home, that's why i was late, so i thought i should get you something.” he said and extended his arms, a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

you accepted it, staring at it with a forced smile.

“don't like it?” he asked as he kissed your temple and walked to the living room.

you followed him, still looking at the flowers.

“no… it's just—” you sighed. “you didn't have to buy something this expensive…” you muttered.

“so, you don't like it?” he asked as he took off his uniform.

“no, it's not like that. i'm saying you shouldn't have spent the money on something useless—” you said, but decided to just cut yourself off.

you sighed. “thank you, dai.” walking up to him to hug him.

he returned the embrace, but he knew something was wrong.

we could’ve used the money to pay off our bills instead. you thought as you let go from the hug.

sawamura, puzzled, still decided to just give you a bit of space and not to pry yet. he went to take a short shower, while you prepared the table.

while waiting for him to join you, you looked at the envelopes you were just looking at earlier. your eyes then went back to the bouquet that’s now sitting on the center table in the living room.

you breathed deeply.

am i getting ungrateful for not appreciating his effort on buying that?

you got on your feet and went to get it. 

staring at it, you finally realized how pretty it was. also, it’s your favorite flower.

you can’t remember when was the last time you mentioned to him what your favorite flower was. 

was it when we were on our first date?

you chuckled.

“that guy really knows how to put butterflies in my stomach.”

suddenly, you felt two cold arms wrapped around your waist. you felt him snuggle his nose on your nook of neck.

“dai, stop it. i'm reeking of sweat.” you chortled as you felt a bit tickled by his now growing stubble.

he buried his nose deeper and even inhaled your scent like a man who just regained his sense of smell.

“smells like a pheromone for me.” he replied and lifted you up. 

hooking his arms behind your knees and walking to the table. he sat you down on the chair and took a seat adjacent to yours.

as he was about to scoop rice for both of you, you reached out to his cheeks and gave him a peck. he was taken aback, but then smiled at you. he held your hand on his cheeks and brought it to his lips, kissing the back of it.

“thank you for the flowers, dai.” you told him.

“anything for you, babe.” he answered.

maybe i was just thinking a bit too much about our bills. i should just appreciate that he got me these flowers.

…

“mrs. sawamura, please redo this.” your team leader sternly said.

you looked up from your desk and met with an eyes burning and a face that’s barely containing their anger.

“yes?” you asked while your hand was holding the lunch you were about to eat at the canteen.

“there are a lot of inaccurate reports and miscalculated estimates. what are you even doing? do you want our team to lose this project because of you?” she added and slammed the folder on your desk.

“but—” none of those are my jobs though.

i might probably have to add this to my piles of to-do work.

she was about to walk away, when she suddenly looked back.

“and i want them done today.” she said lastly, before walking back to her posts and leaving you with wide eyes.

all of this by today?!

“there’s no way i can finish this today.” you whispered and slumped your back to the chair.

i might need to stay for over time.

as you set your lunch box down on your desk, your phone vibrated. you pulled it out of your vest’s pocket and saw a message notification from your younger sister, who’s in college.

- we’re running out of mom’s medication. - she’s always staring and thinking about a lot of things, i’m afraid it might turn into depression. - and brother’s med maintenance too. - it’ll only last until tomorrow. - we need extra money, but i already used my income from my part-time job to pay off the debts when i borrowed money from my friend to pay for my tuition. she said she badly needed the money. -if you have extra money, can you send us some for your mother and brother? - i’ll try asking someone too.

you let out a frustrated sigh. you grit your teeth and lower your head.

just how bad will this day get?

you repositioned your body. taking deep breaths. you picked up your phone again and replied to your sister.

- no, it’s fine. i have some extra here. i received a bonus yesterday. i’ll send it to you and pay for the remaining balance on your tuition too. don’t forget their meds. let me know how much all in total. thanks for always looking out for them. take care there.

you put down your phone and covered your face with your hands.

well, there goes my bonus. i still haven’t paid for the other bills that i’m supposed to pay for.

“(y/n), you okay?” your workmate asked.

you just nodded and told him you’re okay.

i need to save money.

…

hours have passed since your supposed time to go home, but here you are redoing the whole project that wasn’t even your doing, yet forced to redo so.

“this… is wrong. who the hell put it here?” you said to yourself and immediately fixed it.

thankfully, you are already almost done with it. just a bit more and you can already give it to your team leader. she seemed to stay late too and was working on another project.

that doesn’t mean she should have me revise these mistakes when i wasn't even the one who did it.

“and… there! all done!” you raised your arms in the air and stretched your back.

“finally!” you expressed slumping your body to the chair with relief.

you immediately went to pass it to your leader. she didn’t even bother looking up at you and just said a monotone of “good work, you can go home now.” but, you could care less at this moment, you just want to get it over with and go home and take a bath and sleep.

as you were arranging your belongings, you remembered that you turned your phone off, in order to concentrate more.

you slid your bag on your shoulder and walked to the elevator. you waited for the phone to turn on. you’re the only one inside, so your mind wandered off while waiting to reach the ground floor and for your phone.

should i get a part time job too? ever since my brother got caught up in a motorcycle accident, it feels like money has been slipping out the moment i got them on my hands. 

you heard a ping and the door finally opened, the same time as your phone turned on too. while walking to the door, your notifications got bombed with messages from your husband.

…

- can’t wait to have dinner with you <3 - i think i might arrive a bit earlier than our call time - the chief will let us out early today - i’ll be waiting for you, but you don’t have to rush, okay? - are you on ‘do not disturb’ mode? - okay, you might be busy right now - good luck on your work, i love you

- i just got out, i’ll be passing by the house for a moment to change the car and maybe take a quick shower too - still no reply? :( - don’t overwork yourself too much please - i’ll be driving so i might not see your reply - i love you

- i’m on my way to the resto - i’m so excited haha - i’ll be waiting there for you - i’ll be sure to drive safely, because that’s what you always say when i say i’m about to drive - see you there, i love you

- i’m here already, but no need to rush - i’m just early by half an hour - just let me know if you’re seeing these messages - be safe on your way here, i love you

- hey, it’s been two hours already - are you still tied up with your work? - let me know if i should wait for you or pick you up at your work - i can still wait for you though - please reply, babe - i’m getting a bit worried now - reply to me please, i love you

- i just contacted your colleague - he told me you’re staying overtime to finish some things, but couldn’t you tell me sooner? - i’m still waiting here for about four hours now - i’m going home now - at least reply to me once you’ve seen this

…

oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! i completely forgot about our dinner!

you hurriedly ran to call a taxi, knowing that the train was about to close by the time.

i knew something important slipped my mind earlier! i can’t believe it was the date with my husband!

you told the driver the destination of your travel, while also asking him if he can make it so you will arrive faster there. of course, he said he can’t drive recklessly, but he’ll try to drive faster.

while the taxi driver did his job, you tried to reply to your daichi. you explained that you had your phone off, that's why you didn’t receive his messages. the thing is, your messages are going through but he’s not responding to your message.

gosh, i think he’s really mad. what should i do when i get home? we can just have another dinner. ugh, it’s too pricey. you sighed.

after a few minutes, the taxi finally arrived at the street of your house. you told him it’s okay to drop you off here and paid him. while walking to your house, your stomach churns with anxiety as you might find daichi mad.

as you reached your gated house, you searched for your keys only for you to realize that you didn’t bring it with you when you left the house. you contemplated whether to call daichi and have him open the gate for you or just jump over the gate.

while thinking, you suddenly heard the clicking sounds of the gate being opened. you turn around to see your husband in his shorts and t-shirt. he’s not in his night wear yet, so he must’ve been doing some work in his office, just like what he usually does when he gets some free time after eating dinner, though it usually doesn't take this long for him to do those works.

“o-oh, you’re still awake? i didn’t wake you up, right?” you asked, trying not to make it awkward.

“no.” he flatly said. 

he finally opened the gate and then waited for you to step inside, without uttering another word. you walked to the front door and opened it, going inside. you left the door open for him.

you set your coat on the rack and followed daichi with your eyes as he closed the front door and walked past you after throwing the keys in the bowl. you also saw your keys there.

i knew it he’s mad.

you walked to the living room to see him opening the television and munching on some chips. seeing this, you felt your stomach grumble. you went to the kitchen and found a bowl of some hot miso soup. your stomach felt even hungrier.

but, i need to talk to dai. you closed your eyes and accepted your hunger later.

you were about to walk to where daichi was when he suddenly stood up and went to the bathroom. he also took a towel, so it seems like he’ll take a shower.

guess, i should eat first then.

…

after eating and washing the dishes, since it’s only the ones you eat with anyways, you went to change your clothes hurriedly, in case daichi finishes his shower already.

when you went back to the living room, there you saw him sitting on the couch, eyes glued to the television. 

you walked to him and called his name.

“dai.” he didn’t look at you.

“dai. i forgot about our dinner.” you said and took a seat next to him, he looked at you.

i should just explain it to him and get this over with.

“our team leader was being a little bitchy earlier and gave me work i’m not even supposed to do, so i turned off my phone—” you were telling him about what happened earlier, when he suddenly cut you off.

“is it that hard to remember to tell me that you’re taking an overtime?” he stated. staring at you with a straight face.

“huh?” you asked, deflecting his straightforwardness.

“i’m pissed off that you made me wait for about four hours, but i’m more pissed about the fact that you can’t even tell me that you’re having overtime.” he uttered.

it’s like something just snapped in your mind. you know you’re the one who should apologize for forgetting about your date and even making him wait. but, it must’ve been the awful day that you had that’s getting the best of you right now.

“why is it such a big thing to tell you about that?” you asked him with a stress on the word ‘big thing’.

he furrowed your brows and was taken aback by your question. did you really just ask him why is that a big thing?

he stood up and was still not breaking eye contact with you.

“maybe it’s because i’m your husband, (y/n).” he answered back, now emphasizing his words. “of course, i need to know because i get worried why you aren’t back yet when your working hours are already done.” 

you raised your eyebrow.

“if you were that worried, then you should’ve come to my workplace and checked up on me.” you said and then stood up too, facing him.

“i was about to, when your co-worker replied to me and said you already have taken an overtime and possibly forgotten about our reservation!” he rebutted, his voice getting louder.

“then it's good timing! that was a waste of money anyways, we can always just eat somewhere cheap!” you shouted back.

“it’s you who wanted to eat there!” he pointed at you.

“i never said that! it’s you who wanted to take me there!” you told him and took a step forward.

“why are you always pushing the blame onto someone else whenever you're up against a corner?!” he gritted through his teeth.

“huh?! when did i ever do that—” you were about to talk when he talked over you.

and it was when you realized this is going like what happened with your parents.

“you never owe up to your mistakes, i always try to understand you because i love you, but (y/n), i’m a human too! i have a limit!” he started.

“wha—” before you could even finish, he added something that breaks your heart.

“i’m tired of you always being like that!” he said and stormed off to the bedroom.

you stood there in the middle of the living room speechless. 

your world seems to be spinning yet you’re not paying attention to it, you're more focused on the heavy feeling on your chest. it’s so heavy, it feels like your heart has fallen to your stomach and now you can feel the churning of it too.

your legs felt wobbly, you had no choice but to sit back down on the couch. your hand found its way to your chest.

it hurts here.

your eyesight started becoming watery.

“you’re always like that! i’m tired of you already!” “guess who’s tired of you too?” “is that so? then i’m leaving and never going back here!”

no! stop, stop, stop, stop!

don’t think about what happened to mom and dad!

“then i’m leaving and never going back here!”

stop! please!

you know daichi won’t leave you, right?!

he won’t leave you!

he won’t leave you!

he won’t.

…right?

i just have to apologize—

“they were so deeply in love with each other in the past.”

no…

i still love daichi!

stop thinking like that!

with all these thoughts, you didn’t even realize how much you’re crying, but somehow not making any sounds. your body is still adapted to your childhood habit of immediately covering your mouth and nose when crying in order not to let anyone hear it.

it’s a habit that started the night you realized that you’re the reason why your parents have broken off. if you didn’t ask your mother for a gift that day, then there might be a chance that your family is still together.

your body slid and now you’re lying on the couch sideways, still covering your mouth and nose.

i still love daichi.

but, daichi’s tired of me already.

i knew love never lasts, but i thought it might be different with daichi. i was too naive to think love would treat me differently than my parents.

everything comes and goes.

in the end, it was a cycle.

not the love, but what happened with my parents’ love story and mine.

it will never last. love is.

…

waiting for a bit until you stopped crying, you picked up your coat again and put it on. you were about to take your keys, but realized you don’t need it anymore. before leaving, you remembered one thing. you walked back to the living room and took off your ring, setting it down on the table, all while holding back your tears again.

daichi’s the type to sleep his anger until he calmed down, so you didn’t have to think that he might pop out suddenly and ask you where are you going.

you have already booked a taxi to take you somewhere that might not be a safe haven for you, but still has a deep hold to you.

“can you take me here?” you said to the driver and he said he can and then quietly drove you there.

you turned your phone off to avoid someone calling you. you slept on your way there and when you felt the car stop for a bit too long, you immediately opened your eyes. a bittersweet smile appeared on your face as you stared at the house from the window.

you thanked the driver and hopped out of the taxi. you stood in front of the house unlighted because it’s already midnight, though to you it looked more gloomy rather than creepy.

one of the rooms is still with lights on, you grabbed your phone and messaged your sister. a few moments later, she was out of the house, wearing her pajamas, surprised to find her sister out of the house in the middle of the night.

as much as how surprised she was, she knew it was out of ordinary for you to show up in front of the house on a random day. she knew you had your reasons, but never forced you to tell her about it. it’s not like you’ll travel for about three hours just to visit them, just because you thought about it, what’s more it’s in the middle of the night.

she helped you get your room ready, she can see from your eyes that you needed to rest your body and mind. when it was already done, you thanked her and encouraged her about the plates she’s finishing, that's why she’s staying up late.

you laid on your bed, the same bed that has been with you with everything. it is nostalgic to think about the memories, but you can’t help but think about those times where the family is still complete and somehow you are acting like a real family.

“i’m back. you’re seeing another pathetic side of me.” you muttered to yourself, referring to the bed and realized that maybe it’s the whole room too.

you turned your eyes to the pictures stuck on your walls. your lips quivered again as you stare at the picture you put up in the past of you and daichi when you had an aquarium date. 

it’s a picture of you two kissing that was perfectly photobombed by a large stingray, that made both of you look like you had wings.

“why do humans fall in love? it hurts my heart, yet i can’t stop loving the man i married.” you uttered as a tear fell out of your eyes.

you were about to close your eyes, when suddenly you heard a knock on your door. you looked up and stared at it, thinking it could be your imagination. again, three knocks came. you immediately went to get whoever it was. did your little sister forget something? or did you?

opening the door, you were greeted by your mother in a wheelchair. smiling up at you.

“i knew it. you came home, i see.” she said, still smiling affectionately at you.

“mom, why are you still awake?” you asked, kneeling in front of her. you held her hand and returned the smile.

“i was asleep, but i woke up when i heard your bedroom’s door being opened.” she explained and tapped you, asking you to stand up.

“huh? ah…” you were puzzled by what she said, but then remembered it.

“your door lets out a peculiar sound every time it opens and closes, right?” she chuckled and pointed at your balcony. 

you went behind her and pushed the wheelchair to your balcony, the breeze was chilly, so you went to your dresser and looked for something thick to cover your frail mother’s body. you came back with a jacket, and wrapped it over her shoulders while she was staring at the star-filled sky.

“it’s beautiful.” she spoke. 

you looked up and truthfully, it was beautiful but you were not in the mood to admire them. you just answered her with a simple, “yeah.”

for a moment, it was quiet. the only sounds you’re hearing are the sound of the wind brushing against the trees and leaves and the sound of the crickets.

it was quite, you thought it would be okay to just stay like this, but you know somewhere someone would speak up. it was your mother who did.

“did something happen at your house?” she finally asked the same question your little sister wanted to ask but decided not to.

you tried to stay quiet, but you were aware you have to, sooner or later, need to tell them the reason rather than keeping them in the dark.

and yet, you can’t find the courage to speak.

your mother smiled.

again, it was quiet. 

for a few minutes, it stayed quiet. actually, you think it might actually go until half an hour. half an hour of letting the noises of nature fill both of your ears, half an hour of feeling the cold blow of the midnight wind on your skin.

you looked down at your mother and noticed that she’s just staring at something far. it was like her mind was occupied by something.

“mom,” you called, she answered you by humming, “what are you thinking about?”

“i’m thinking about your father.” she said lightly.

you were surprised. the topic about your father was like a forbidden one, you and your siblings never talked about your father when in presence of your mother, yet she just told you that he’s running in her mind right now. 

i thought she hated him.

“why?” you asked.

she smiled weakly.

“i’m thinking that if i followed him back then, maybe i would be happy right now.” your eyes widened.

she still remember that? and… she regrets not running after him? but, he’s…

“i thought you said you didn’t love him anymore?”

she chuckled.

“i thought so too.”

…

it’s saturday and almost four o'clock in the morning, daichi was woken up by his alarm clock, he forgot to turn off before sleeping. it was already weird, because usually he never hears it. it was you who got woken up by it first and then turned it off. after that, you’ll be nudging him and even getting on top of him with your whole body to wake him up.

his body feels so tired. he stretched his arms out, only to feel the cold sheet next to him. he sprung up on his ass. 

“where is—” 

he shut his eyes tight when he remembered what happened last night.

“damn it. i decided to sleep again while i’m mad. i should stop doing that. she doesn't like it either.” he muttered as he got off the bed and stretched out his body.

he went outside the room to get water and find you. he searched the living room with his eyes, but he didn’t see you, he walked to the kitchen and you weren’t there either.

maybe in the bathroom? he thought and his feet dragged him there.

no. you weren’t there.

at this point, he was ignoring the thumping sounds of his heart. there’s no way you did what he’s thinking… right?

he went outside, even though he knows himself it’s ridiculous, to see you watering the plants. but, still there’s no sign of you.

he went back inside and searched every room, but still no one jumped out and said that you were just playing hide-and-seek with a just-woken-up him.

where were you?

he went to sit on the couch. short and fast breaths taking over his lungs.

please just tell me you went out to jog. or that you went to shop this early in the morning. anything that could be outrageous to do at this time you can do it and he wouldn’t even laugh. just show up before his eyes and calm down his heart getting scared minute by minute that he might’ve ruined everything last night.

“where are you, baby? please, just this once let it be a joke.” his said with a shaking voice. 

he looked down and finally saw it. the ring you left, before you went and left the house.

daichi laughed. 

“now, if this is a nightmare, i fucking hate it, haha.” he laughed as he picked it up with trembling fingers. 

it wasn’t happening. if he closes his eyes and opens it again, he’ll find you sleeping soundly beside him.

but it didn’t.

he clutched the ring in his palms as he wobbly stood up and went to the bedroom to get his phone. maybe if he calls you and apologizes, he can fix this relationship.

but, it wasn’t going through.

“did she block me already? please don’t. i’ll apologize for everything i did and said. just don’t leave me.” he muttered, shaking voice and tears finally escaping his eyes.

he kissed the ring, before deciding to get on his feet.

he’s not letting this relationship end, if he had to eat dirt for you to forgive him, he’ll go out of his way to search for the dirtiest mud and eat it for you. 

he checked the closet. his line of work will become handy to him, but he didn’t think that it’ll be useful in this way. you didn’t take any clothes with you. so, there’s a high chance that you’ll go somewhere you have a stock of clothes with them. but, the friend you’re always staying over whenever you have a girl’s night, is out of town right now and the other is attending a party just like what you’ve told him.

as much as he doesn't want to say it, he knows that you’re trying to save money, so you probably won’t stay at a hotel.

he picked up his jacket, phone and wallet.

he knows the only place where you could be.

…

“you thought so too?” you repeated.

“i thought i was tired of him, that i didn’t love him anymore.” she said, “but, i was wrong.” she added.

how can you love someone who hurt you just by thinking about them?

she looked up at you and smiled.

“i realized, i was not tired of loving him.” she looked forward again. “rather, i was tired of our fights. i was tired of always exchanging shouts with him, but i never stopped loving him. ever since that night, never a day passed that i haven’t thought about how i should’ve run after him and told him not to leave me, us.”

your lips quiver while listening. you always made sure not to talk about your father thinking that your mother would hate it, not knowing that everyday she reminisces about their relationship.

again, she looked up at you, but now with a warmer and larger smile.

“so, i thought once i get better, i’ll try and win your father back, even if it took too many years, haha.” she happily said, before looking back in front.

you weren’t able to contain it anymore, you shed a tear for your mother. you bend down and hug her from behind. she was startled when you suddenly wrapped your arms around her, but still caressed her daughter’s head, just like how she used to whenever she cries in her arms. you were happy to see your mother’s genuine smile, a smile that isn’t forced, a smile that isn’t there to show that she’s okay, so you don’t have to worry. you were happy, but you can’t help but cry.

knowing damn well that your father has already married someone else and is having his third child.

you know that and yet, you can’t tell her that. you don’t want to. not when she just finds inspiration to be well again.

but, you didn’t expect to hear what she said next.

“your father… he already found someone else, didn’t he?” she suddenly said that it made you freeze.

you felt wet drops on your arms.

“i-i— he—” you wanted to lie, but can’t bring another heartbreak to your mother by lying.

“i know, because you’re my child.” she sobbed and tears fell out of her eyes like waterfalls. “and i know, because that’s just the man i knew and loved.”

you went in front of her and hugged her by her waist, bawling like a little child.

“sorry, sorry, sorry, mom… it was my fault… i’ve always known it was because of me… if i didn’t ask you for a gift, maybe he would still be with us… mom, i’m sorry… because of me… i’m sorry… i’m sorry… i’m sorry… please, forgive me…” you cried and cried, begging your mother for forgiveness.

your mother who is also crying, but still manages to wipe your tears, nods her head with everything you say to let you know she’s listening. 

you kept on apologizing to her and she listened to everything. when you ran out of breath, she took this chance to calm you down. 

“(y/n), look at me.” she said as she cupped your cheeks, you looked at her with a messy face and probably snot coming out of your nose. “never have i ever thought that it was your fault. your small gift was not the reason we ended the relationship. i didn’t know that you’ve always carried the guilt on your back thinking that it was your fault. i’m sorry for never noticing.” she affirmed.

“it was not your fault, (y/n).”

this made you teary again.

“mom… thank you…” you cried to her as you held her hands that were on your cheeks. closing your eyes to feel the warmth of her palms in the coldness of the breeze.

“with that said, (y/n)...” she called. you opened your eyes and saw another of her real smiles.

“don’t make the same mistake as me.” 

it was a short sentence, yet it rang your ears so loud, you can’t hear anything else except that.

your lips showed a smile, a quivering and forced smile. your tears never stopped dropping, actually your eyes produced more.

“i’m sorry, mom. but i think i already did.” you cried, resting your head on her thighs. “it wasn’t your mistake that i’ve committed, but dad’s.” you added.

“i ran away.” you hiccuped, “i thought everything would be the same, so i ran away. i was scared to face it.” 

your mother made you raise your head. your eyes are red from crying so much and yet you felt like you haven’t let everything out. your chest still feels heavy. you want to cry everything out, but thoughts fill in double with every tear that escapes your eye. you just want to cry it out, but the longer you cry, the more it hurts.

“mom, what should i do?” you asked her, looking up at her. sniffing and catching your breath.

“i…” you stopped to inhale. “i love daichi, but i’m scared. what if it's all temporary. what if our love fades?”

“it was my fault. it’s always been my fault.” you wiped your eyes with your hands, only to be replaced by another one. “i… i don’t want to leave him, mom…”

“dear, calm down.” your mother squished your cheeks. “i’m sure you realize that whatever you did to your husband was wrong, but you don’t have to worry.” she said, making you confused.

“i was the one who ran away… what if he didn’t run after me?” you asked.

“then you’ll be the one who needs to go back to him. you need to talk it out.” she ran her hands on your hair. “you wouldn’t want to turn out like me, right?” she muttered, giving you a relieved smile. 

she knows that you already know what to do and that no matter what happens, deep inside you, you didn’t want to be something you saw happen to her and your father. she must’ve been subconsciously aware that you were afraid to fall in love. she saw when you looked at others with partners, not with an envious eyes, but rather a confused one.

she realized just now, that she might have been the reason why you think like that. with what turned out to be your mother and father’s relationship, maybe it’s understandable why you thought love fades along with the relationship. but, you’re wrong. after all, look at her. she will always love the man that was with her for most of her happiest moments. she’ll never stop loving him.

but, she knows it’s different for the both of you.

because, she saw something in daichi that your father has never done and never will. she knew from the day you introduced him to her. 

your father never looked at her the same way daichi looked at you whenever you’re not looking.

so, she knows. she knows it won’t turn as tragic as her story.

when she realized, you have already calmed down. you’re still sniffing and wiping your tear stains, but you’ve controlled it.

“let’s go. it’s getting late and you haven’t slept yet.” she tapped your back. you could only reply with a nod. 

you stood up and helped your mother turn her wheelchair around. you helped her get to her bedroom, but before walking back to your room, you thanked her.

“thank you, mom.” you said. she looked at you and smiled. “thank you for being the best.” you kissed her on her forehead and said good nights to each other.

you went back to your room and laid on the bed. you reached for your phone. your fingers fiddled whether to turn it on or not.

in the end, you chose not to. 

you know what to do right now, but needed more courage to commence it.

“i should get some sleep first.” you muttered, your body finally processing the amount of tiredness your body felt yesterday and today.

i’m going back to daichi. i don’t want to lose him.

…

the sun was up and it was hitting your eyelid. you were too tired and sleepy, you forgot to lay out the blinds.

you were about to turn your body to the side, when something was holding you by your waist. you were still feeling groggy, but you paid no attention to it. but, then you remembered you’re in your room, not at your house, but your mother’s house.

you swung your head sideways and saw daichi sleeping next to you. your mouth was wide open and was surprised.

how did he get here this early in the morning?

you stared at his handsome face that was wrinkled by his furrowed brows. you wanted to laugh, because that was his face every time he dreams about a weird but cute creature that he told you about before.. you tried to get out of his chain-like hold. after many unsuccessful attempts, you finally managed to free yourself. 

you sat on the edge of the bed as you felt your throat was so dry after that crying you did. you were about to get up when you caught daichi and started moving his hands.

he’s searching for me. you thought. 

you were on your way to reach for his hands, when he suddenly sprang up with wide eyes.

“(y/n)!” he called out.

you jolted because of his sudden movements. he was frantically rubbing his eyes in order to get that clear view of the room. his gestures made you worry, so you held and stopped his hands from doing so.

“dai, i’m here.” you told him, putting his hands down along with yours. “good morning.”

his eyesight has finally adjusted and you were his first view. 

your beautiful face that puts a blush on his cheeks. your sweet smile that calms his mind. your soft touches that makes him weak.

staring at your face, he realized that he’s not in a nightmare anymore. just like what happened earlier when we woke up for the first time today. you’re here in front of him, greeting him good morning just like always.

he pulled your hands to his face, feeling up the warmth it gives.

“g-good morning.” he replied, his voice cracking up from holding back his cry.

you smiled watching your husband snuggle himself to your hands, but it soon faded when you realized how scared and hurt he must’ve been when you suddenly disappeared.

“dai—” before you could even finish calling him, you suddenly found yourself caught by daichi’s arms again.

he buried his face on your chest and hugged you tight, tighter than he even did before.

“why…?” he muttered, words were muffled, but you can still hear him clearly.

“dai?” you called.

“why did you leave? you could’ve just slapped me. you could’ve just kicked me. you could’ve punched me. you could’ve told me to sleep outside. you can pull my hair, poke my eyes, hit my shin, step on my toes, throw all my clothes, burn them, spend all my money, cut my cards and everything to let out your frustrations and calm your anger, but why? why did you think of leaving me?” he reasoned.

you could feel your clothes getting wet, right where his eyes met your chest. his fingers on your back grasping onto your fabric. you wrapped your arms around his back.

“i was so scared. i thought i might never see you again. i thought we’ll never kiss each other good nights and good mornings again. i thought i’ll never be able to hold you like this anymore.” he continued.

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry. please don’t be mad at me anymore. i didn’t think through what was coming out of my mouth. i won’t ever do that again, please don’t leave me. i love you. you know, i love you so much, right?” he begged, finally looking up at you.

his eyes were filled with tears, just like how you were earlier. his face was desperate for your answer.

“dai.” you started. you pushed him away for a bit to look at him directly. he didn’t want to at first, but still complied with what you wanted, only if he held your hand. he’s scared that you might disappear from him again.

“why are you the one apologizing? it was my fault it all happened.” you told him, he was about to reply to you, but you halted him.

“i completely forgot our dinner. i forgot to message you about staying late to finish my work and i didn’t apologize for both. i got mad when you were only worried about me. i lied about not wanting to eat there and begged you for it.” you continued, looking at him straight in the eyes.

“and you’re right about it. i’m sorry for always dodging to own up for my own mistakes. i was scared that everything might be happening because of me again. i ran away from them, so i will not be blamed for it. it’s a bad habit that i need to work on.” you said, smiling at him.

you raised both of your hands to your chest level.

“and thank you for always understanding me. thank you for being so patient with me. i’m very lucky to have someone like you beside me.” you then went and hugged him.

“i’m supposed to be the one saying it.” you added.

“saying what?” he confusedly asked, but still hugged you back tightly.

“i’m going to be selfish and ask for it. i might be tiring to deal with at times, but please don’t leave me, daichi.” you said.

he suddenly chuckled.

“then that would make us both selfish then, since we're asking for the same thing.” he said before pulling you to his lap.

he sat you down there and wiped some tears that were escaping your eyes. he held your cheek with one hand and yours immediately followed it, holding his below your hands. he angled both of your heads and made your foreheads touch each other.

“i won’t promise that there will never be a fight anymore, but there’s one thing i will promise.”

you smiled when you realized that you know what he’s going to say next.

“i promise i’ll love you for eternity.” you said in chorus, making you two laugh.

you two laid in bed for a few minutes, before going down and eating breakfast with everyone. you ate in peace knowing you learned that maybe even just a little bit, you finally understand why.

the reason why people bother with love.

sometimes you will just find someone who will make you risk getting hurt as long as you get to be with them. sometimes it might not turn out the way you expected it, but sometimes when you overcome it and still be with them, it could be the greatest thing that would happen to you.

sawamura daichi, thank you for making me take the risk.

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"Traitor"

summary: Daichi is a loyal boyfriend, he's always been true, but he's also been lying. (gn!reader)(michimiya x daichi)

Tw: cheating (but not really) & angst

Notes: This one is a little strange I'll admit, but I still kinda like how it turned out. Its based off the song "Traitor", by olivia rodrigo, and if you knwo the song I tried to fit most of lyrics in somehow, if you don't know the song, cool, you'll still get the plot. This is my first Daichi fic, so let me know what you think!

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Daichi would never cheat on you, you knew that, but the way he had talked to that girl earlier… touching her waist and looking into her eyes… it bothered you.

“...Daichi?”

He looked at you from his spot on the bed in your shared apartment, texting on his phone, brown eyes full of something you used to recognize.

“Who was that girl from earlier?”

“Oh, Michimiya? She’s just a friend, why?”

“Just a friend?”

Daichi nodded, looking innocent and confused, and you knew you should trust him, trust his word, but something still felt wrong.

“Nothing, I’m probably just being paranoid,” you waved him off, standing from the chair you were sitting in only to go sit by Daichi on the bed. He scooted over slightly, turning off his phone and putting it on the nightstand.

“Don’t worry about it baby,” he said, pulling you into his chest.

“You know I love you right?”

“I know.”

...

Michimiya kept showing up. Whenever you two seemed to leave the apartment she was right there, and you wanted to trust Daichi, you really did, but you just couldn’t.

He would avoid all your questions about her, or where he seemed to disappear to every now and then. He would always give you his word that she was just a friend, that she didn’t mean anything.

Eventually, you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Daichi.”

He had been walking out the door, off to who knows where again, only to turn and look at you, exasperation flashing off his face for a split second.

“Where are you going?”

“Out with some friends, does it matter?”

“If Michimiya is there then yes, it does.”

He didn’t bother to hide his annoyance now.

“I told you we were just friends.”

You stood and walked over to where he was standing by the door, head down, tears welling in your eyes.

“That’s not a ‘no’”

Daichi put his hand on your shoulders.

“Why are you being so paranoid about it?”

“Because you keep lying to me,” you said, finally looking up at his shocked face.

“I see the way you look at her, and I know that look because-”

“I don’t look at her like anyth-”

“-because that’s how you used to look at me.”

Your voice cracked on the last few words, your throat struggling to get the words out. A tear made its way down your cheek as you shook off Daichi's grip.

He stared at you, eyes wide, frozen in place.

“I think we should break up,” you said, stepping back a bit, looking him in the eyes,” I won’t watch you love her while you’re with me.”

Daichi’s mouth opened and closed for a second as if he was trying to find the words to say.

“Okay.”

And with that, his face was void of emotion, as if he was unbothered, and he walked back towards the bedroom. You could hear shuffling in the background, too shocked to move, he didn’t even fight it… or ask any questions…

Daichi came back out to the living room with a duffle bag of what you could only assume to be his things, dropping his key on the table. He smiled meekly at you, bringing you into a weak side hug and tapping something into his phone.

“I’ll see you around, y/n.”

And then he was gone.

...

2 weeks later, you’re walking at a park with Sugawara, drinking coffee and talking about what had happened.

“Suga, I just thought he would have at least tried to stay, but… but it was like he didn’t even care.”

“I know, but maybe he was just in shock, you should give him time.’

“It’s been 2 weeks already. I think he’s gone…”

You two sit down on a bench near a couple, sighing and sipping your drink. Then you realize who the couple actually is.

“Well, I guess he moved on…”

Sugawara looks around confused before his eyes land on Daichi and Michimiya, cuddling together and looking into each other's eyes. He pulls her hat down and says something she laughs at, before wrapping her arms around his waist, something you used to do.

You sigh as you stand, tears stinging your skin as the wind hits them, and begin to walk away, and Sugawara jumps up and tries to follow you.

“y/n, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know-”

“It's fine Suga,” you say turning to face him,” it was going to happen anyway eventually.”

“y/n…”

You turn back around, stealing one more glance at Daichi, who seemed to have noticed the two of you and was starting to make his way over and you walk as fast as you can back to your car, locking your doors and driving away.

...

Guess you didn’t cheat, but you’re still a traitor...

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Q U E E N  O F  T H E  N I G H T

pairing: Daichi Sawamura x gn!Reader

format: written song fic (1.1k words)

warnings: angst (but with a happy ending), depictions of anxiety, reader throws up once

summary: Daichi comes home late from work one day and your anxiety gets the best of you.

Life with Daichi was heaven. With him joining the police force and you pursuing a career you never even dreamed of getting into, you were beginning to see what all the fuss about “settling down” was about. Things were going so well, in fact, that the pair of you felt comfortable enough to take on the challenge of a shared apartment. But even in the calmest of times, life found a way to rock the boat.

Daichi loved what he was doing.  While it did take a lot out of him at times, he liked the challenge, loved the excitement that came with it, even on the most boring of days. Not that he got many of them. And you relished in it too, always happy to hear his stories over dinner or gossip about the newest drama unfolding at the station. Only that dinners like these became less and less common, as time flew by.

It was the third time this week you hadn’t heard of Daichi all day. In itself, not a reason for concern - his job was a stressful one and downtime was a luxury - and yet it caused it caused you to worry every time anew. Especially now, sitting in your silence filled living room, not even the countless affirmations Daichi and you had worked out together did anything to ease your mind.

There was so much that could go wrong, so much he was risking, for the both of you.

With the hours passing by, the time when Daichi usually came off work came and went, only adding to the darkness that was continuously clouding your mind. You quickly found yourself spiralling down a black rabbit hole into a horribly anxious headspace.

Your thoughts were racing, gaining momentum with every passing minute your boyfriend left your concerned messages unanswered. The pictures evoked by this radio-silence made you nauseous, making it harder and harder to breathe.

With your airways restricted by the heavy pressure of worry, you eventually found yourself on the bathroom floor next to the toilet, shaking hands holding onto the cold ceramic in a feeble attempt to ground yourself. The constant stream of tears finally dried up, replaced by a burning in your eyes that spread into your throat as you heaved, your body trying to get rid of the cause of your stress the only way it knew how to.

And although it was the sound you were longing to hear the most this entire time, you missed the subtle click of the door, nor did you catch the light in the hallway turning on as Daichi finally came home. 

He found you immediately, like he always did, just like he was always able to tell what went through your mind.

The waves of nausea subsided with every circle your boyfriend caringly rubbed into your back. You wanted to turn to him, wanted so badly to see his familiar face, listen to his voice and snuggle into the comfort of his body, but you couldn’t bring yourself to. The past few hours have taken its toll on you and you needed a little time until you could face him.

Not that he minded, of course. There wasn’t a single fiber in his being that felt anything but compassion for you. Seeing you so upset, so worried it made you sick, made his own stomach churn, and he took his time studying your hunched over form carefully, trying to detect any other forms of discomfort on your body. Only when he couldn’t find any, did he allow himself to relax.

“I’m sorry.” He knew the apology wasn’t necessary, yet he felt the need to utter it anyways.

With the silence being broken, you finally lifted your head from where it rested on your arms. “Me too.”

The moment you locked eyes seemed to stretch on forever, both of you drawing comfort off the other.

“Can we go get ice cream?”

Daichis eyes crinkled in amusement as he took in your sheepish suggestion. “You sure you’re already up for it? I mean you had a pretty rough evening, it seems.”

“Not as rough as yours.” You caught his hand, that was moving to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. Holding his trembling fingers between your own, it was hard to miss the obvious signs of a fight on his knuckles. “What happened?”

He told you the whole story, a bar fight downtown had turned ugly once the police arrived, and you listened, carefully tending to his hand the way you always did, when he came home injured.

It was healing for both of you - a way for Daichi to voice his concerns, his feelings, the thoughts running through his head that he couldn’t share with anyone that knew him any less than you did, and it offered you a chance to tend to him, take care of him and help him with this problem, that was his burden alone.

Now, with the tear stains still visible on your skin, and the sour smell of stress and exhaustion hanging in the air, Daichi understood that your tenderness wasn’t a selfless act alone. He had felt it when he brushed off his colleagues attempts at making him go to the hospital before going home earlier, when he held back your hair as your body gave into anxiety, and he felt it now, as he offered you your favourite shirt of his, when you went into the bedroom to change. By looking out for you, doing everything he could to help you fight the demons he knew you were facing, he also eased his own nerves, knowing that he’d beat himself up about nothing if he gave into the helplessness he was feeling. It felt nice to look out for somebody.

You could feel him drifting off as you watched his form in the doorframe. Wanting to know about his thoughts, you shuffled over, taking a hold of his hands once again, softly ghosting a kiss onto his bandaged knuckles.

“Ice cream now?” he offered, causing a grin to stretch onto your features.

“Ice cream now,” you confirmed.

The emotional turmoil from the beginning of the evening seemed to move into the backs of your minds the further Daichi drove the two of you into the night. With the sounds of your dedicated driving playlist soothing the silence, and the heavy warmth of Daichis hand resting on your thigh, you were reminded that although the uncertainty and danger Daichis job sometimes took its toll on the both of you, it was nothing compared to the comfort you found in the presence of your boyfriend. There was nothing that could make you turn your back on him.

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Santa Tell Me

Character: Daichi

Genre: fluff :3

TW: n/a

Word Count: 523

Part of Kar's Song Fics

Daichi wrapped an arm around your shoulders as you sat on the couch. The Hallmark movie he had begrudgingly agreed to was playing softly. You leaned into his touch, “Gosh, it’s so cold.”

He tightened his arm around you, “I can get a blanket, hold on.” He stood up and went to the small closet in the corner of the room. Daichi opened the closet and removed a soft blanket and tucked it around you. The soft smile on his lips gave you butterflies.

Lately, you felt like you were on your tiptoes trying to avoid eggshells. What was this that you two had? On your end, you were sure you were definitely smitten. But Daichi...he wasn’t as obvious. Sure, you two had had sex a few times, but that didn’t mean he was truly interested in you.

Daichi settled back next to you, tugging you closer to him and snuggling you against his warm chest. You smiled at him and turned back to the movie. He stared at you. Your eyelashes were casting soft shadows on your cheeks. A soft smile reappeared at a cliche moment in the movie. Idly, he wondered if you would be staying the night again. It’s hard to tell if this is just a fling. He wondered if you thought that’s what it was. He surely didn’t want it to be that way.

The movie was going just as predictably as all Hallmark movies did. You wished Daichi could be as obviously in love with you as the men in these movies. I wonder if it’s true love that he thinks of so next Christmas I’m not all alone.

“Oh! I forgot to give you your present,” Daichi exclaimed. He reached on the coffee table and handed you a gift wrapped box. “It’s nothing special,” he warned, letting you adjust so you could open it.

You opened the box and saw a framed photo. It was of you. You were smiling and varying colors of Christmas lights lit your face. It was from a few days ago when you went to the lights festival. The lights were alternating different colors and Daichi had made a joke, snapping a photo as you laughed at it.

“That’s the background on my phone,” he mumbled. His body tensed up, realizing he had spoken out loud. A blush colored his cheeks. You turned to him and he ran a hand sheepishly through his hair, “Um, I didn’t mean to say that out loud. Sorry. But, like I said, I know it isn’t much, but I figured it was something to remember how fun that night was.”

Santa, tell me if he really cares. Daichi’s eyes were warm and you pressed a kiss to his cheek softly. His gaze softened and he pressed a kiss to your forehead, your nose, both cheeks, and then the softest one to your lips. He pressed his forehead to yours, “Don’t make me fall in love again if you won’t be here next year.” In response, you pressed another kiss to his lips. In the background, the people in the Hallmark movie did the same.

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☁︎ born to the same sunrise here’s to the breathtaking moments in between ‣ pt. 1 | kuroo, iwaizumi, kageyama, akaashi, suna ‣ pt. 2 | atsumu, daichi, hinata, oikawa, terushima ‣ pt. 3 | sugawara, bokuto, osamu, ushijima, tsukishima ☁︎ bother me | work husband!kuroo tetsuro kuroo gets coffee on monday and wednesday, you take tuesday and thursday. ‣ headcanons ‣ sight for sore eyes (nsfw — minors do not interact!) ‣ team ☁︎ ambitious | kuroo tetsuro x gn!reader nsfw — minors do not interact! “again,” he orders with a loud, exaggerated sniffle. ☁︎ another tomorrow | kozume kenma “should probably save that rusted part for a robot hero instead of selling it.” ☁︎ intertwined | sugawara koushi “now please tell me that i passed, because i don’t think i can handle making another cardboard dinosaur. my fingers hurt.” ☁︎ baby powder | oikawa tooru "you smell like baby powder, tooru.” you cup his face to look at him closely. “did you know that? that you smell like baby powder?” ☁︎ have you ever prayed for blessings in someone else’s life? | oikawa tooru august has always been a fragile moment in time, steeped in a big, broken cup of longing—a forgotten song, a polaroid picture on expired film, a band-aid that isn’t sticky anymore. ☁︎ pierced | oikawa tooru & iwaizumi hajime “get back here! you’ve been avoiding my hugs for two weeks—two weeks too many!” ☁︎ banana bread | bokuto kotaro “holy shit is right, sir.” ☁︎ low-hanging fruit | kita shinsuke you’d say more, but your boss does pay your bills. and he’s giving you an amazing shoulder massage right now. ☁︎ of miso ramen, egg whisks, and protein powder scoops | ushijima wakatoshi you’re glad he’s not buying dirty magazines, but even that’d be less confusing than this variety. ☁︎ two hundred and forty-three | ushijima wakatoshi ushijima remembers how he’d lock his knees, straighten his posture, and push his feet together. ☁︎ gentle giant | ushijima wakatoshi x afab!reader nsfw — minors do not interact! gentle giant ushijima blushes a bright poppy red when you kiss him for the first time.  ☁︎ fifty-fifty | kageyama tobio x afab!reader nsfw — minors do not interact! “woah, impaled. almost sounds like a compliment.” ☁︎ nine times too many | yamaguchi tadashi x afab!reader nsfw — minors do not interact! “i’m asking one more time—how many times have you bothered me today?” ☁︎ double trouble, triple threat, & a whole lot of love | miya twins x suna x f!reader nsfw — minors do not interact! you peak down between your legs—still not used to the sight of there being people other than your lover in bed with you.

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA

☁︎ strawberry shortcake | todoroki shouto shouto bakes something sweet for someone sweet. ☁︎ boyfriend!shouto headcanons | todoroki shouto shouto's a little bit of a stiff cuddler. ‣ pt.1 ‣ pt.2 ‣ near-sighted ☁︎ blanket thief | todoroki shouto your boyfriend might be a pro-hero, but that doesn’t excuse his blanket thievery. ☁︎ flexibility | todoroki shouto “babe, can you come sit on my back real quick? ooooh. feels good. mmmm.” ☁︎ come again, see you soon | todoroki shouto and whatever concerns you had melted away on your tongue when you take your cup from shouto and feel his fingertips brush against yours. ☁︎ triple knot | cupid!shouto ″you gotta do a good job, okay? make a double knot. that’s what i always do.” ☁︎ under the table | todoroki shouto x afab!reader nsfw — minors do not interact! whatever happens under the table, stays under the table. ☁︎ impatient | todoroki shouto x gn!reader nsfw — minors do not interact! too bad you don’t have the patience for that, not when your lover is looking like the dictionary definition of dashing in his loose button-up and wind-swept hair. ☁︎ bare minimum | fwb!shinsou hitoshi x afab!reader nsfw — minors do not interact! for a person who’s thought to be all quiet and mysterious, shinsou hitoshi is actually pretty fucking mouthy. ‣ pt.1  ‣ pt.2 ‣ pt.3 ☁︎ beds too warm to leave | bakugou katsuki empty hallways / calendars months behind ☁︎ (now i want) more of these feelings crawling up my spine | bakugou katsuki katsuki has always followed his heart, after all. ☁︎ so i taste the ocean when you leave | bakugou katsuki it’s been three long months of summer, after all. and they do say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. ☁︎ when i opened my eyes, it was april 11 | dabi one letter p, one b, and one a. two words, one a lot longer than the other. the category is fictional characters. ☁︎ stick that in your skillet and let it simmer | hawks “their french onion is super pungent and stinky, but so good. totally worth the farts.” ‣ prelude ‣ pt.1

SHINGEKI NO KYOJIN

☁︎ sunday sanctuary | levi ackerman suddenly, there was an abundance of things to be excited for. ☁︎ thank your lucky stars | levi ackerman “levi, darling. one more please. just one more and i won’t bother you again. pleeease.” ☁︎ not too sweet | professor!levi the staring contest lasts just about forever; the tea must have cooled now. ☁︎ on borrowed time | armin arlert maybe you deserve this grief. maybe you should’ve seen it coming.

JUJUTSU KAISEN

☁︎ if not now, then when? | gojo satoru x afab!reader nsfw — minors do not interact! he peeks at you through his fringe, almost shyly, though you know gojo satoru is anything but shy.

[meowdarame]

♡ shop specialties [events]

5 seconds of haikyuu!! [100 followers event]; a series of one-shots based on 5sos songs

2012 collab [my first collab!]; a series of works based on 2012

for she’s a jolly good fellow [dice’s birth month event]; a series of one-shots and fics to celebrate my 21st birthday!

cordially invited: the collab; a party-themed collab as a celebration for my blog!

♡ chocolate boxes [fics]

“the cosmos taste like raspberries” [Chocolatier!tendou x Journalist!reader]; NSFW fic, completed

“ivory and orange hues” [BrazilArc!hinata x EnglishTeacher!reader]; NSFW series, completed

three holes, two hands [ushijima x matsukawa x f!reader x atsumu x iwaizumi x tendou]; NSFW fic, completed

949 [iwaizumi hajime x f!reader], NSFW/DC series, ongoing

the song of carnage [mafia boss!oikawa x fem!reader]; NSFW/DC fic, ongoing; part 1 & part 2

redhead caught red-handed!! [stepbro!tendou x fem!reader]; NSFW/DC fic, completed

♡ chocolate bars [one-shots]

“soju night with hajime″ [college student!iwaizumi x reader]; NSFW one-shot

“throat training with semi eita”  [CamBoy!semi x gn!reader]; NSFW one-shot

“strictly professional” [SuperModel!lev x f!reader]; NSFW one-shot (underrated collab submission)

what he needs; [utsui takashi (ushi’s dad) x f!reader x iwaizumi hajime]; NSFW one-shot (underrated collab submission)

drunk; [miya osamu x gn!reader]; SFW angst to comfort one-shot

the most dangerous game; [suna rintarou x f!reader]; NSFW one-shot

a chocolate bar a day sends the incubus your way; [incubus!tendou x f!reader]; NSFW one-shot

“how badly do you want me?”; [sawamura daichi x f!reader]; NSFW one-shot

atsumu’s grabby hands; [miya atsumu x f!reader]; NSFW one-shot

second skin; [miya atsumu x f!reader]; NSFW one-shot

sex is the solution!; [tendou satori x f!reader x shion madarame]; NSFW one-shot

♡ samples [drabbles, headcanons, and more]

[willowfolksong]

hello hey!!!!! your works have been living in my mind rent free ever since i had come across your blog especially the one that i requested (the daichi x new year's day one) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA and i kinda want another daichi fic but this time, i want him and the reader having an ambiguous relationship where they flirt with each other but they aren't dating but then something shifts and one of them confesses they wanted something more... if you still accept requests 🥺 thank you so so much for taking the time to read this request, ily have a nice day!

you belong with me

- Daichi Sawamura x Reader

- SFW

a/n: hiiiii anon!!!! thank you soooooo much for your words!!! I'm so glad yo enjoy my works I just cant 🥺🥺❤ I remember your request! It was so fun to write! And I loved writing this one as well! I remember you were a fellow taylor swift fan too, so I took te liberty to add one of her songs on this one as well. It's true that the lovely Yu Michimiya is NOT like the girl on this song, but still, it does holds the vibe of the whole one shot. always tell me what you think and I genuinely hope you like it! ❤

Love,

Willow ❄

Requests are open! ❄

"You should confess to him" Shimizu tells you, as casually as she always does when she talks about your crush on Daichi.

And is it even a crush still?

After three years of going back and fort; of never knowing if he might feel the same way, you're finally starting to crack. Flirting with him is all fun and games until you get home, and spend the whole night thinking about the way he smiles at you.

"I don't know" you tell her, taking another sip of your drink. Lunch time is almost over, and you know she's making an effort to be there with you, still talking freely, when she should be supervising her club activities.

Daichi's club.

"You don't know? I've seen you two dance around each other for three years now" she deadpans, and takes your box of juice away from you when she realizes there's nothing more for you to drink inside, and your straw is sucking on nothing but air "I think you do know"

"He might not feel the same"

Shimizu huffs, standing up and offering you her hand "I've seen how he looks at you. And you two are always being flirty with each other"

"We're just joking around"

She arches an eyebrow at that, crossing her arms over her chest as she watches you fumble with your skirt "I don't joke like that with anyone"

You pout, defeated "That's because you're no fun"

That day, Daichi walks you home. It's probably the last time he'll be able to do it for a while, since the Miyagi Spring Interhigh is close, and he'll be staying until late at school for the next few weeks, to practice with his team. He's saying something about how troublesome can the new members be, while at the same time smiling fondly at their antics, but you can only think about the way his hand almost brushes yours, and how his eyes follow the way you push your hair behind your ears.

"I'm going to miss you" you blurt out sudenly, when you realize your home is getting closer.

Daichi chuckles, scratching his chin "Don't sound so dejected. We'll keep seen each other around school. And we'll be walking together again when the Interhigh is over"

You hum, eyes on the road. You can feel him staring at you, and desperately try to fight the blush rising to your cheeks "I know. I'm just going to miss this so much. Whatever am I going to do without you?"

He laughs, ruffling your hair, and walking close enough that you can smell his cologne. Earthy, with some spice. You're not sure how much of it is Daichi's own scent, and you love it.

"I know, I know. You just can't live without me, huh?"

"Obviously, captain" you admit, and enjoy how his cheeks turn pink at the use of his title.

The silence that follows until you finally reach your house is a heavy one, charged with an energy you don't dare to think about, afraid of ending up making a mess of both your heart and your head.

Once in front of your door, you turn around sharply and pat him on the shoulder. "Thanks for walking me home, as always"

"You're welcome, as always"

You smile, griping your bag tight, and look up when you hear him clear his throat "Yeah?"

"Nothing, nothing" at your questioning gaze, he tilts his head to the side and sighs "It's just that I'm really going to miss you too"

"Oh"

You gaze at the hand you still have on his shoulder, and then slowly slide it down his arm, gently, until you reach one of his own.

Your fingers intertwine, and you feel all the air leave your lungs.

"Will you come to our games?" he whispers, hopeful, and you quickly nod and squeeze his fingers.

"As always"

"Yeah, you're always there when I look up"

"Oh, well" you laugh, embarrased "I'm sorry for being a fan"

"You give me strength" he confesses, quietly, and sudenly the warm of his hand is too overwhelming, and he's too close, and you need to take a step back because this...

"Great then!" you exclaim, excited, and he moves back at the same time as you, your hand instantly missing his touch "I'll see you, right?"

"Right!"

You watch him go with your heart beating wildly in your chest, and when he turns to wave at you one last time, you finally understand that is not a simple crush.

You love Daichi Sawamura.

Time passes. You go to every match, you keep studying. Daichi smile burns in the back of your mind, and everytime he looks up from the net to wave at you before the game starts, you feel like you're flying.

It's funny that Fly High is precisely Karasuno's motto.

When the dreaded match against Shiratorizawa finally arrives, you're unable to catch up with him before the the game starts. You anxiously drag your friends to your seats, and spend the whole time hunched over the railing, your eyes never leaving Daichi's form.

You're going to confess to him.

If he wins— if Karasuno wins, you're going to confess to him.

And so you can't stop praying that please, please do they win... because high school will be over soon.

And there will be no more walking home.

No more shy glances and secret smiles as you pass him on the hall.

No more laughs, or jokes, or the way he says your name as if it's the only word he knows.

You wont feel his hand touch yours anymore.

"Come on, Daichi!" you scream at the top of your lungs, eyes closed and hands griping the railing until your knuckles grow white. All Karasuno's team looks up at you, and even some of the players from Shiratorizawa's side. Daichi smiles, noding once, then turning his attention back to the front.

You sit back down, embarrased, and try your best to ignore your friend's insistent teasing for the rest of the game.

Victory tastes sweet, like the ice cream you shared on your first day of school, when Daichi gave you his because yours ended up on the ground. You want to run down the stairs and fall into his arms, but you know you can't.

It's not your turn, and so you wait, your heart fluttering everytime he glances up at you, eyes filled with unshed tears.

You only look for him when everyone else has left the court, and after asking your friends to wait for you outside. You run through the halls, your steps never faltering, hoping to see him everytime you round a corner.

You're his friend.

And you're Shimizu's friend too.

There's nothing wrong with you coming to find them.

You crash against his back once you find him, hugging him without giving him the chance to turn around. Shimizu's there, laughing with the others, but you only care about the way Daichi manages to wiggle away from your grasp, only to take you back in his arms and spin you around.

"I knew you could do it! I just knew it!" you yell, and he laughs and says something you don't understand, because your heart is beating too loudly on your ears "I knew you could do it!"

"I'm glad you were there to see me!" he says, burying his face on your hair, and you hear one of his friends complaining loudly about why does Daichi gets to have a girl to hug after the match, only to be silenced by the rest, Sugawara and Shimizu slowly but surely trying to make them leave you some space.

"You guys are amazing" you praise them, laughing when he finally puts you down, still keeping his arms around your waist "Seriously. You don't even need any luck. You have so much talent!"

Daichi nods, his eyes twinkling with excitement, and you want to drown on that warm brown "It's thanks to all" he says, and then chuckles, amused "And even thanks to a bit of luck too. I think Michimiya's charm helped me a lot!"

Your smile falls, and you feel the adrenaline turn to ice in your veins. You hope Daichi doesn't notices, how your resolve turns to ashes at your feet. He doesn't deserves it. It's his moment to shine.

You know about Yu Michimiya. You know they're friends since middle school. She plays volleyball, like him. She probably understands him even better than what you could. And while the nagging feeling was always there— anytime he mentioned her— you never stopped to actually consider the fact that maybe, there was something more there.

The same thing he shared with you, but more.

Just a few words, manage to make your plan of confessing your feelings tumble to the ground.

"I bet it did" you agree, suddenly desperate to put a bit of distance between the two of you. Daichi reluctantly allows you step away from his arms, his smile turning insecure "You must be dying to see her. Thank her for everything"

"Well, I can see her some other time too" he tells you, frowning at the way you hug your own arms "Is there... something wrong?"

"No..."

He scratches the back of his neck, smiling nervously "I'm sorry if I'm coming off to strong, I'm just very much excited because in all the time I've been playing volleyball in Karasuno... finally we get a chance to prove ourselves out of Miyagi"

Embarrased, you clear your throat and shake your head, because that's precisely what you didn't wanted. And you feel selfish, and stupid, and you never wanted for him to have to apologize for "That's not it. Really. It's fine. It's just..." you look behind you, at the empty hall at your back, trying to determinate how long it would take you to run to the exit "It's just that I have to go now!"

Daichi seems surprised, and his hand only meets the air when he takes a step towards you, trying to grab you and make you stay. His eyes widen "Wait! There's something I really wanted to tell you if we won..."

"You can tell me some other time! Go look for your lucky girl!"

"Lucky girl...? Wait!" he screams, but you're already too far away, running back the way you came, or the way you think you did, because the tears won't let you see clearly.

You wind up in a bathroom— some random girl jumping when you push the door open, unable to control your crying anymore. She looks like she wants to offer you a tissue, but after rejecting her approaches, she finally leaves you alone, to wallow on your misery. Tears streaming down your face, you look at your own reflection on the mirror.

Maybe all was fun and games, after all.

A knock on the door snaps you out of your stupor, and you wipe your tears away and clear your throat, taking a step away from the sink.

"It's open" you say, trying to not sound as bad as you feel "You can come in!" there's another knock, louder this time, and you frown and walk towards the door, unsure of why the other person doesn't just comes inside "It's open" you say again, louder this time "I'm not using the bathroom"

"I'm not sure if I should come inside the girl's bathroom" Daichi's voice says from the other side, and you gasp and push your hand against the door, trying to grab at anything "Can you come outside so we can talk?"

"No"

"Oh"

Silence, and the heavy breathing on the other side. He must have chase you all the way there, you think, when he should be celebrating with his friends instead.

You want to scream.

"Please leave!" you say instead, and hear him click his tongue "I'm fine!"

"I'm not" he counters back, and you think you feel the weight of his hand on the door too. "That's why I want to talk to you. Please, come out. Or I'll be forced to tell you what I really want to say like this, with the bathroom's door between us"

You bite your lip and squeeze your eyes shut "Listen, Daichi... I'm sorry if I acted weird when you told me about Michimiya. I should have known that you liked her, but..."

"I don't like Michimiya" he cuts you off "I cannot like Michimiya if I'm already in love with someone else"

"Daichi..."

"I love you" he adds, and knocks on the door once more. "Can you please open the door so I can look into your eyes and tell you again?"

Your hands are trembling when you comply, red-eyed and surprised. He smiles sweetly at you, and pulls you out of the bathroom and into his arms with a sigh, your head immediately burying on his chest and your arms grabbing onto his shirt for dear life.

"I'm sorry! I just thought that...!"

He shushs you, his lips grazing your temple, and when his warm hands take a hold of your face to make you look him in the eyes, you find nothing but adoration in them "I love you. I wanted to tell you officially if we won the match"

"Oficially?"

He chuckles, and you can't help but wish to silence him with a kiss "Yeah. I thought that after all this time, you would already know how I feel about you"

"But Michimiya gave you an amulet..."

"She's a very good friend" he says, and bumps his nose against yours "And I appreciate the gesture, even tho I already had my own lucky star cheering for me"

That day, after three years of going back and fort; of never knowing if he might feel the same way, you finally crack, and he does too, and love comes rushing in.

[pies-writes-and-more]

Haikyuu Masterlist!

Karasuno:

allergic to you Tsukishima Kei x Fem!Reader // fluff! // 3.7k Tsukishima Kei is experiencing some allergic reactions. He’s finding it hard to get air into his lungs, constantly feels like his heart is going to pop out of his chest, his stomach is doing weird things that make him feel sick. He hates this feeling and Google is telling him it’s probably allergies...but  is it possible to be allergic to the pretty girl he sits next to?

Tsukishima headcanons Tsukishima Kei x Fem!Reader // fluff! // headcanons Just some headcanons that I needed to write down haha. Maybe one day I’ll turn these into a fanfic work something! Lots of fluffy fluffs here :)

Karasuno boys when you wander away Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei, Daichi Sawamura, Asahi Azumane, & Kageyama Tobio // fluff! // multi-character drabbles How will each of these adorable bois reacts when you suddenly disappear from their sight? P a n i c (some more obviously than others) 

I hate that I love you MASTERLIST Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // SMAU (social media alternate universe) // fluff // multi-chapter fic You, Tsukishima, and Yamaguchi have been friends ever since you were all seated next to each other in high school. So when some dude at your school starts to bug you by constantly asking you out and not understanding the word NO, they were the first people you told. Tsukishima and Yamaguchi help to plot a way to keep this creep away from you.

Haikyuu boys and wearing their clothes GenderNeutral!Reader x Asahi Azumane, Kageyama Tobio, Sugawara Kōshi, & Tsukishima Kei // fluff! // multi-character drabbles Headcanons and little snippets of writing about how the boys are about you wearing their clothes!

drunk haikyuu boys singing to you Fem!Reader x Sugawara Kōshi, Yamaguchi Tadashi, & Kageyama Tobio // fluff! // multi-character drabbles Headcanons about how some haikyuu boys sing to you while they’re just slightly drunk

the first time saying I love you Fem!Reader x Daichi Sawamura // fluff // multi-character drabbles How some Haikyuu boys and you say your first I love you’s and who says it first! Super fluffy! Might make some more haha.

the first time saying I love you p. 2 Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // fluff // requested! // multi-character drabbles How some Haikyuu boys and you say your first I love you’s and who says it first! Fluffy fluff fluff :) 

would Haikyuu boys hit you for a billion dollars? GenderNeutral!Reader x Tsukishima Kei, HInata Shoyo, Kageyama Tobio, & Ennoshita Chikara // fluff! // requested? kinda? // multi-character drabbles got an ask about a tiktok trend where people ask their partner’s if they would hit them for a billion dollars haha. So which of the Haikyuu boys would??

Yamaguchi thinking you love Tsukishima Fem!Reader x Yamaguchi Tadashi // kinda angsty but there’s a happy ending! // requested // 2k  Request: “reader, Yamaguchi, and Tsukishima are friends but the reader constantly drops hints that she likes Yams but he misinterprets them as for Tsukki?”

brown paper and string Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // fluff! // 1k Tsukishima isn’t sure why Y/N is so happy with this casual gift, but the smile on her face is all that matters

Reactions to you wearing their jacket for the first time Fem!Reader x Daichi Sawamura, Sugawara Kōshi, Asahi Azumane, Nishinoya Yuu, & Tsukishima Kei // fluff! // requested // multi-character drabbles Request: “How do you think the boys from karasuno would react to you wearing their volleyball jacket for the first time”

waking up with Daichi Fem!Reader x Daichi Sawamura // fluff! // short drabble A short fluffy drabble about waking up with Daichi :)

appreciation and compliments Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei, Kageyama Tobio // fluff! // requested! // multi-character drabbles Request: what the boys would do if their S/O was very bad at taking their affection and compliments!

you broke me first GN!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // a n g s t // song inspo: you broke me first by Tate McRae // 3.3k Tsukishima breaks your heart leaving your best friends to help you pick up the pieces

catch in the dark Fem!Reader x Sugawara Kōshi // a n g s t // song inspo: catch in the dark by Passenger // 1.8k Sugawara is in love with you, and that’s why it hurts to much to see you always coming back to him when you get your heart broken.

beauty marks GN!Reader x Sugawara Kōshi, Tsukishima Kei // requested! // fluff mostly // multi-character drabbles Request: Can you write a scenario with Bokuto, Tsukishima, and Sugawara where reader has a LOT of moles/beauty marks?

comfort texts GN!Reader x Daichi Sawamura, Asahi Azumane, Kageyama Tobio, & Tsukishima Kei // light angst to fluff // anxious thoughts // SMAU // multi-character drabbles Reader is feeling kinda anxious tonight, but lucky for them, they’ve got the best boyfriend ever to help them out.

haikyuu boys when your period is late Period-Having!Reader x Asahi Azumane & Sugawara Kōshi // fluff, some pregnancy panic haha // SMAU // multi-character drabbles Reader is missing their period and goes to their boyfriend for some help

things they do when they love you Fem!Reader x Kageyama Tobio, Tsukishima Kei, Tanaka Ryūnosuke, & Yamaguchi Tadashi // fluff! // multi-character drabbles little headcanons/drabble about the lovely things these boys do when they love you

a broken heart Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // angst // TW: breakup feels // 2.5k Tsukishima Kei isn’t good at expressing how he feels and he didn’t realize how bad he was at it until you broke things off. Now seeing you with a star volleyball player... Tsukishima is realizing how much he lost by not asking you to stay.

when you’re crying over something... somewhat silly Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // fluff // kinda funny lol // multi-character drabbles Maybe you’re feeling overly emotional, or maybe you’re having that time of the month, or maybe you’re just in need of some tears haha but the boys try to comfort you while you cry over silly things

when you finish binge-watching a show GN!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // fluff // SMAU // multi-character drabbles You’ve just finished all the episodes of a new series - time to go express to your boyfriend how impatient you are for the second season!

ex-boyfriends are a pain Fem!Reader x Sugawara Kōshi // fluff // multi-character drabbles Your ex-boyfriend is a certified Asshole, but luckily your current boyfriend is more than willing to show him that his services as a Terrible Boyfriend are no longer needed

tell me you love me GN!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // fluff // short drabble // tipsy writing by pies Tsukishima loves to tease you, only letting up if you tell him you love him. He loves hearing you say it - like a reminder that you do in fact love him. He loves you too... even if he has a hard time saying it at first

covered in bruises Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // fluff // TW: brief mentions of a bloody nose and some cuts being treated, an ex-boyfriend character who is mentioned to share some private pics // 2.6k Tsukishima stumbles into Y/N’s house all bloody and bruised but refuses to talk about why. But when he finally does, Y/N is ready to throw some hands too. Luckily, Tsukishima has already taken care of it.

haikyuu boys as expecting fathers Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // fluff // multi-character drabbles Fluffy things that your haikyuu husband would do for you while you guys are expecting a baby!

karasuno boys as things my bf (and past dudes) have done irl Fem!Reader x Azumane Asahi, Nishinoya Yū, Sawamura Daichi, Kageyama Tobio, Tanaka Ryūnosuke, Hinata Shōyō, Sugawara Kōshi, Ennoshita Chikara, Tsukishima Kei, & Yamaguchi Tadashi // fluff and funny! // multi-character drabbles literally just me making fun of my irl relationships and relating them to the boys haha. lots of fluff and some hilarious moments so please laugh at my life with me haha.

unforgettable Fem!Reader x Azumane Asahi // fluff // requested Asahi was 100% sure he was still single... but you come and hold his hand, kiss his cheek, and introduce yourself as his girlfriend and suddenly he’s not so sure... (not that he’ll complain)

painfully obvious Fem!Reader x Daichi Sawamura, Tsukishima Kei // fluff! // requested // multi-character drabbles you’ve stolen their hearts and the boys are trying their best to let you know how they feel about you... if only you’d just realize what they’re trying to tell you and accept their confessions

painfully obvious pt 2 Fem!Reader x Daichi Sawamura // fluff! // requested // re-write you’ve stolen their hearts and the boys are trying their best to let you know how they feel about you... if only you’d just realize what they’re trying to tell you and accept their confessions (Re-wrote Daichi’s because I wanted to give him some extra love!! :)

strawberry-stained lips Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // fluff! // collab event // partial SMAU Tsukishima hated the idea of a picnic with the training camp teams... he hated it even more because he knew his teammates were going to try and get him to bring his gf. But... once you two get there, Tsukishima realizes maybe it’s not as bad as he thought. Thanks to the picnic, your lips taste like strawberries and he really can’t get enough of it.

cling onto me Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei, Kageyama Tobio // fluff! // requested! The boys and their clingy loves-physical-touch girlfriend and a team that is just surprised that their teammate a) knows what a girl is and b) actually managed to get one to like them lol

puppy surprise! GN!Reader x Sugawara Kōshi  // fluff // requested! // headcanons your super wonderful boyfriend surprises you with a surprise! a pet just like you always asked for!! some headcanons of how chaotic it would be lol 

‘happier’/cutting up a cucumber prank Fem!Reader x Asahi Azumane, Kageyama Tobio, Daichi Sawamura // fluff // funny! // requested! // headcanons // SMAU you send your bf a video of you cutting up a cucumber/eggplant aggressively to the song ‘happier’ by Olivia Rodrigo just to see how he reacts haha

no kids wanted Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei, Daichi Sawamura, Asahi Azumane, & Sugawara Kōshi // fluff // angst to fluff? // requested! // timeskip!/aged up!characters You’ve never wanted kids and as much as other people try to push that child-centered norm on you, you always thought you that as long as you had your partner, it didn’t matter. But maybe you two aren’t always exactly on the same page...

haikyuu boys comforting reader whose parents are getting divorced GN!Reader x Hinata Shoyo // TW: divorcing parents, some anxious/angsty feelings // angst to fluff // comfort fic // requested! reader’s parents are splitting up and the boys do their best to make sure that they still feel loved, regardless of what’s happening at home

let me protect you Fem!Reader x Daichi Sawamura // fluff // requested  Daichi has a habit of being a bit overprotective of you but it’s only because he loves you

study with me GN!Reader x Tsukishima Kei & Kageyama Tobio // fluff // requested! it’s exam season and you need to buckle down and study, but you aren’t exactly the greatest at doing that. your boyfriend comes by to help you (and himself) study in the cutest ways

this is my girlfriend Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // fluff! // requested // funny lol the boys introduce you as their girlfriend (both intentional and non-intentional scenarios), leading to a very shocked expression on your face

late for class Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // Warning: suggestive, 18+, friends with benefits // fluffy ending! You wake up to find your normally fwb in your kitchen? Making breakfast?? When did Tsukishima get so sweet? 

hq boys and a s/o with a long ahoge GN!Reader x Kageyama Tobio, Yamaguchi Tadashi // fluffy // requested // kinda funny haha the boys react to their s/o having a very long piece of hair that just sticks out from their head - they really just wanna know what is up with your hair LOL 

a ginger s/o GN!Reader x Kageyama Tobio // fluffy // kinda requested? // funny! // <500 words in which Kageyama realizes that reader and hinata have the same shade of hair... but tries to convince you that hinata’s hair ugly and yours is perfect because he’s a babie haha

scenarios), leading to a very shocked expression on your face

shopping with the boys Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // fluffy and kinda funny! you want to take your boyfriend shopping with you - and he tries to show you he cares and that he loves you in the most “him” way lol

nightmares GN!Reader x Tsukishima Kei, Sugawara Kōshi // TW: brief mentions of blood and brief mentions of cheating but all in a dream // light angst but comfort // requested the boys notice you crying in your sleep one night and do their best to comfort you from a scary dream

what falling in love with them is like GN!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // fluffy // drabbles // headcanons // late night writing what falling in love with some of the haikyuu boys feels like, the highs and the lows, the exciting moments

trying to find the captain a girlfriend Fem!Reader x Daichi Sawamura // fluffy // funny // 2.5k Sugawara and Asahi want to help their best friend find a cute girl to spend his free time with but their method is a little... different lol

be my festival date! masterlist Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei, HInata Shoyo, Kageyama Tobio, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Ennoshita Chikara, Tanaka Ryūnosuke, Nishinoya Yū, Sawamura Daichi, Azumane Asahi, & Sugawara Kōshi // fluffy! // funny // series! you and the boys are going to have a ton of fun at the festival happening this weekend! each little event is going to be a new chapter with a new boy so you can pick your own adventure in a sense or read them all! :)

baby fever Fem!Reader x Sawamura Daichi, Kageyama Tobio // fluffy! // baby wanting!reader // requested! your boyfriend is having some baby fever, and maybe you are too!

pictures of you GN!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // fluffy! // short and sweet you find out that your boyfriend’s got some way of showing how much he loves you through photos kept in different places

my girl Fem!Reader x Tsukishima Kei // fluffy! // 1.7k  Tsukishima overhears the new boy in your class talking about you and he can’t help but take the time to be a little mischievious

Nekoma:

drunk haikyuu boys singing to you Fem!Reader x Kenma Kozume // fluff! // multi-character drabbles Headcanons about how some haikyuu boys sing to you while they’re just slightly drunk

nothing like doing nothing with you Fem!Reader x Kenma Kozume // fluff! // based off of ‘Nothing’ by Bruno Major // short drabble Kenma just loves to be with you and spend his weekends lounging around with you. He wants nothing more than to be doing absolutely nothing with you

things they do when they love you Fem!Reader x Kenma Kozume// fluff! // multi-character drabbles little headcanons/drabble about the lovely things these boys do when they love you

when you’re crying over something... somewhat silly Fem!Reader x Kenma Kozume // fluff // kinda funny lol // multi-character drabbles Maybe you’re feeling overly emotional, or maybe you’re having that time of the month, or maybe you’re just in need of some tears haha but the boys try to comfort you while you cry over silly things

when they find you sleeping Fem!Reader x Kenma Kozume // fluff // multi-character drabbles The boys find you sleeping and are realizing that they’ve fallen head over heels for you, even while you’re dozing off

puppy surprise! GN!Reader x Kenma Kozume // fluff // requested! // headcanons your super wonderful boyfriend surprises you with a surprise! a pet just like you always asked for!! some headcanons of how chaotic it would be lol 

study with me GN!Reader x Kenma Kozume // fluff // requested! it’s exam season and you need to buckle down and study, but you aren’t exactly the greatest at doing that. your boyfriend comes by to help you (and himself) study in the cutest ways

this is my girlfriend Fem!Reader x Kenma Kozume // fluff! // requested // funny lol the boys introduce you as their girlfriend (both intentional and non-intentional scenarios), leading to a very shocked expression on your face

Fukurodani:

Haikyuu boys and wearing their clothes GenderNeutral!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // fluff! // multi-character drabbles Headcanons and little snippets of writing about how the boys are about you wearing their clothes!

drunk haikyuu boys singing to you Fem!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // fluff! // multi-character drabbles Headcanons about how some haikyuu boys sing to you while they’re just slightly drunk

the first time saying I love you Fem!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // fluff // multi-character drabbles How some Haikyuu boys and you say your first I love you’s and who says it first! Super fluffy! Might make some more haha.

appreciation and compliments Fem!Reader x Akaashi Keiji // fluff! // requested! // multi-character drabbles Request: what the boys would do if their S/O was very bad at taking their affection and compliments!

beauty marks GN!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // requested! // fluff mostly // multi-character drabbles Request: Can you write a scenario with Bokuto, Tsukishima, and Sugawara where reader has a LOT of moles/beauty marks?

haikyuu boys when your period is late Period-Having!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // fluff, some pregnancy panic haha // SMAU // multi-character drabbles Reader is missing their period and goes to their boyfriend for some help

a broken heart (slight!) Fem!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // angst // TW: breakup feels // 2.5k Tsukishima Kei isn’t good at expressing how he feels and he didn’t realize how bad he was at it until you broke things off. Now seeing you with a star volleyball player... Tsukishima is realizing how much he lost by not asking you to stay.

when you finish binge-watching a show GN!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // fluff // SMAU // multi-character drabbles You’ve just finished all the episodes of a new series - time to go express to your boyfriend how impatient you are for the second season!

hungover love Fem!Reader x Akaashi Keiji // fluff // drunk!Akaashi // university AU // 2.6k Akaashi has had one too many drinks and spills his heart to you

ex-boyfriends are a pain Fem!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // fluff // multi-character drabbles Your ex-boyfriend is a certified Asshole, but luckily your current boyfriend is more than willing to show him that his services as a Terrible Boyfriend are no longer needed

infatuation Fem!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // fluff // 1.7k Bokuto is head over heels for you and he just wants to give you all the love in the world. But when his teammates suggest that maybe he’s coming on a little too strong, Bokuto starts to wonder if he should step back and give you some space.

haikyuu boys as expecting fathers Fem!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // fluff // multi-character drabbles Fluffy things that your haikyuu husband would do for you while you guys are expecting a baby!

just friends Fem!Reader x Akaashi Keiji // fluff // 5.3k You two were just friends. That’s what you always told people. But friends don’t come crawling into your room in the middle of the night. They don’t hold your hand and cuddle you in your bed as you whisper to each other about random things. They don’t leave sweaters for you and press kisses to your forehead. They don’t. Not the way he does. So maybe there’s more to you two than you thought.

when they find you sleeping Fem!Reader x Akaashi Keiji // fluff // multi-character drabbles The boys find you sleeping and are realizing that they’ve fallen head over heels for you, even while you’re dozing off

draw something beautiful Fem!Reader x Akaashi Keiji // fluff // requested! // university AU! // 2.2k An art project goes from drawing wildflowers to drawing the gorgeous girl that’s sitting in front of him

cling onto me Fem!Reader x Akaashi Keiji // fluff! // requested! The boys and their clingy loves-physical-touch girlfriend and a team that is just surprised that their teammate a) knows what a girl is and b) actually managed to get one to like them lol

‘happier’/cutting up a cucumber prank Fem!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // fluff // funny! // requested! // headcanons // SMAU you send your bf a video of you cutting up a cucumber/eggplant aggressively to the song ‘happier’ by Olivia Rodrigo just to see how he reacts haha

haikyuu boys comforting reader whose parents are getting divorced GN!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // TW: divorcing parents, some anxious/angsty feelings // angst to fluff // comfort fic // requested! reader’s parents are splitting up and the boys do their best to make sure that they still feel loved, regardless of what’s happening at home

bleeding love Period-Having!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // period comfort fic! // fluff // 1.0k You find out that your boyfriend is actually a lot more knowledgable about how to comfort you when you’re dealing with your period than you had thought. All thanks to his two older sisters.

this is my girlfriend Fem!Reader x Akaashi Keiji // fluff! // requested // funny lol the boys introduce you as their girlfriend (both intentional and non-intentional scenarios), leading to a very shocked expression on your face

shopping with the boys Fem!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // fluffy and kinda funny! you want to take your boyfriend shopping with you - and he tries to show you he cares and that he loves you in the most “him” way lol

nightmares GN!Reader x Akaashi Keiji // TW: brief mentions of blood and brief mentions of cheating but all in a dream // light angst but comfort // requested the boys notice you crying in your sleep one night and do their best to comfort you from a scary dream

what falling in love with them is like GN!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // fluffy // drabbles // headcanons // late night writing what falling in love with some of the haikyuu boys feels like, the highs and the lows, the exciting moments

deserving of love Fem!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // fluffy // angst to fluff // emergency request // TW: anxious!reader, anxious thoughts Bokuto has never been shy of his feelings for you but could a boy that shines so brightly of all things happy, really be capable of loving someone like you who is broken and hurt? the short answer? yes.

breathtaking (and a little bit blind) Fem!Reader x Akaashi Keiji // requested! // fluffy! Akaashi is just a tad nervous about showing you his new glasses - what if you think he doesn’t look good in them? Little does he know: he literally looks good in everything lol

saying thank you to a confession GN!Reader x Akaashi Keiji // requested! // fluffy! // slight angst to fluff You had finally built up the courage to tell Akaashi just how you felt about him - how he always made your heart skip beats, how you long to hold his hand and see him smile... but his reaction definitely wasn’t what you were expecting

pictures of you GN!Reader x Bokuto Kōtarō // fluffy! // short and sweet ydou find out that your boyfriend’s got some way of showing how much he loves you through photos kept in different places

fake dating, real feelings Fem!Reader x Akaashi Keiji // fluffy! // 5.4k // TW: creepy dude :( when your friend’s boyfriend keeps trying to subtly (or not so subtly) flirt with you behind your friend’s back, you enslist the help of your best friend to try and keep him at bay. because fake dating only leads to real confessions in fiction... right?

Shiratorizawa:

Haikyuu boys and wearing their clothes GenderNeutral!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluff! // multi-character drabbles Headcanons and little snippets of writing about how the boys are about you wearing their clothes!

drunk haikyuu boys singing to you Fem!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluff! // multi-character drabbles Headcanons about how some haikyuu boys sing to you while they’re just slightly drunk

Tendou’s S/O seeing his hair down for the first time GenderNeutral!Reader x Tendō Satori // fluff! // requested! // headcanons Tendou’s S/O finds out that his hair ??? doesn’t naturally stay up?? :O haha

the first time saying I love you Fem!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluff // multi-character drabbles How some Haikyuu boys and you say your first I love you’s and who says it first! Super fluffy! Might make some more haha.

would Haikyuu boys hit you for a billion dollars? GenderNeutral!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluff! // requested? kinda? // multi-character drabbles got an ask about a tiktok trend where people ask their partner’s if they would hit them for a billion dollars haha. So which of the Haikyuu boys would??

jealous Fem!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluff! // 3.1k one girl’s post create a tornado of feelings in you. poor Ushijima is stuck trying to find out why you would leave his game early and not tell him (Don’t worry Tendō will come aid him haha)

comfort texts GN!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // light angst to fluff // anxious thoughts // SMAU // multi-character drabbles Reader is feeling kinda anxious tonight, but lucky for them, they’ve got the best boyfriend ever to help them out.

things they do when they love you Fem!Reader x Tendō Satori & Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluff! // multi-character drabbles little headcanons/drabble about the lovely things these boys do when they love you

when you finish binge-watching a show GN!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluff // SMAU // multi-character drabbles You’ve just finished all the episodes of a new series - time to go express to your boyfriend how impatient you are for the second season!

ex-boyfriends are a pain Fem!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluff // multi-character drabbles Your ex-boyfriend is a certified Asshole, but luckily your current boyfriend is more than willing to show him that his services as a Terrible Boyfriend are no longer needed

haikyuu boys as expecting fathers  Fem!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluff // multi-character drabbles Fluffy things that your haikyuu husband would do for you while you guys are expecting a baby!

when they find you sleeping Fem!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluff // multi-character drabbles The boys find you sleeping and are realizing that they’ve fallen head over heels for you, even while you’re dozing off

painfully obvious Fem!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluff! // requested // multi-character drabbles you’ve stolen their hearts and the boys are trying their best to let you know how they feel about you... if only you’d just realize what they’re trying to tell you and accept their confessions

cling onto me Fem!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluff! // requested! The boys and their clingy loves-physical-touch girlfriend and a team that is just surprised that their teammate a) knows what a girl is and b) actually managed to get one to like them lol

puppy surprise! GN!Reader x Tendō Satori // fluff // requested! // headcanons your super wonderful boyfriend surprises you with a surprise! a pet just like you always asked for!! some headcanons of how chaotic it would be lol 

‘happier’/cutting up a cucumber prank Fem!Reader x Tendō Satori & Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluff // funny! // requested! // headcanons // SMAU you send your bf a video of you cutting up a cucumber/eggplant aggressively to the song ‘happier’ by Olivia Rodrigo just to see how he reacts haha

haikyuu boys comforting reader whose parents are getting divorced GN!Reader x Tendō Satori // TW: divorcing parents, some anxious/angsty feelings // angst to fluff // comfort fic // requested!  reader’s parents are splitting up and the boys do their best to make sure that they still feel loved, regardless of what’s happening at home

hq boys and a s/o with a long ahoge GN!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluffy // requested // kinda funny haha the boys react to their s/o having a very long piece of hair that just sticks out from their head - they really just wanna know what is up with your hair LOL 

missing ring(s) GN!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluffy // kinda funny // engagement/wedding vibes Ushijima had been waiting for this moment for what felt like forever. It was supposed to be perfect, except he left his best friend in charge of hiding the ring and now it’s lost.

what falling in love with them is like GN!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluffy // drabbles // headcanons // late night writing what falling in love with some of the haikyuu boys feels like, the highs and the lows, the exciting moments

modern day romeo and juliet pt 1 | pt 2 Fem!Reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi // fluffy! // funny !  When your friends Oikawa and Iwaizumi ranted all those times to you about an Ushiwaka, they failed to mention that a) Ushiwaka was not his actual name, b) that he was on the same dating app as you, and c) that you’d fall head over heels for him so quickly (though they can only really take responsibility for the first two lol)

not the perfect couple GN!Reader x Ushijima Wakatōshi // angst to fluff  Ushijima and you have been fighting more and more these days... brings you to wonder if maybe Ushijima Wawkatōshi really is super busy, or could he be falling out of love with you...

pictures of you GN!Reader x Ushijima Wakatōshi // fluffy! // short and sweet you find out that your boyfriend’s got some way of showing how much he loves you through photos kept in different places

Aoba Johsai:

would Haikyuu boys hit you for a billion dollars? GenderNeutral!Reader x Oikawa Tōru // fluff! // requested? kinda? // multi-character drabbles got an ask about a tiktok trend where people ask their partner’s if they would hit them for a billion dollars haha. So which of the Haikyuu boys would??

the first time saying I love you p. 2 Fem!Reader x Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tōru // fluff // requested! // multi-character drabbles How some Haikyuu boys and you say your first I love you’s and who says it first! Fluffy fluff fluff :) 

when you’re crying over something... somewhat silly Fem!Reader x Iwaizumi Hajime // fluff // kinda funny lol // multi-character drabbles Maybe you’re feeling overly emotional, or maybe you’re having that time of the month, or maybe you’re just in need of some tears haha but the boys try to comfort you while you cry over silly things

painfully obvious Fem!Reader x Iwaizumi Hajime // fluff! // requested // multi-character drabbles you’ve stolen their hearts and the boys are trying their best to let you know how they feel about you... if only you’d just realize what they’re trying to tell you and accept their confessions

cling onto me Fem!Reader x Iwaizumi Hajime // fluff! // requested! The boys and their clingy loves-physical-touch girlfriend and a team that is just surprised that their teammate a) knows what a girl is and b) actually managed to get one to like them lol

puppy surprise! GN!Reader x Iwaizumi Hajime // fluff // requested! // headcanons your super wonderful boyfriend surprises you with a surprise! a pet just like you always asked for!! some headcanons of how chaotic it would be lol 

one little petal GN!Reader x Iwaizumi Hajime // angst to fluff? // requested! // hanahaki disease trope iwaizumi knew from the very first petal that he coughed up that it was because of you. you were everything he could ever want in a partner, but why would you ever look his way when oikawa was around?

shopping with the boys Fem!Reader x Iwaizumi Hajime // fluffy and kinda funny! you want to take your boyfriend shopping with you - and he tries to show you he cares and that he loves you in the most “him” way lol

nightmares GN!Reader x Oikawa Tōru // TW: brief mentions of blood and brief mentions of cheating but all in a dream // light angst but comfort // requested the boys notice you crying in your sleep one night and do their best to comfort you from a scary dream

his angel, her heaven Fem!Reader x Iwaizumi Hajime // angst to fluff // 4.3k // late night writing Iwaizumi finds out that you haven’t told your friends about your relationship with him... and you start to wonder why you’re so against the idea.

trying to find the ace a girlfriend Fem!Reader x Iwaizumi Hajime // fluffy! // kinda funny lol // 4.4k Oikawa decides to take his best friend’s love life in his own hands - what better way to draw girls’ attention than a bunch of posters around the school? :D

a knight in shining armour Fem!Reader x Iwaizumi Hajime // fluffy! // 2.6k You knew that a guy like the one you met on a dating app was probably too good to be true. So when you realize he’s probably not going to show up on your date, you only blame yourself. little do you know, there’s a hero in that little cafe, waiting to relieve you of some embarrassment

baby fever Fem!Reader x Iwaizumi Hajime // fluffy! // baby wanting!reader // requested! your boyfriend is having some baby fever, and maybe you are too!

competitive confession  Fem!Reader x Iwaizumi Hajime // fluffy! // requested!  Iwaizumi is NOT confessing to you because he thinks that the guy you were with is trying to do the same. He’s doing it because he has feelings for you and wants to tell you aboutr those feelings!... Okay so maybe it’s a bit of both....

Date Tech:

i’m sorry Fem!Reader x Aone Takanobu // fluff! // soulmate au // requested // 2.4k for something supposed to be so romantic as the first words your soulmate would ever say to you, ‘i’m sorry’ definitely didn’t seem as lifechanging as you thought it should be. but maybe it’s not about the words but about the tall volleyball player who says them to you

painfully obvious Fem!Reader x Aone Takanobu // fluff! // requested // multi-character drabbles you’ve stolen their hearts and the boys are trying their best to let you know how they feel about you... if only you’d just realize what they’re trying to tell you and accept their confessions

Inarizaki High:

Karasuno’s #1 Supporter Fem!Reader x Osamu Miya // fluff! // crackhead energy lol // fluffy! // first time writing for this character so pls be nice  you have supported Karasuno’s volleyball team through every practice game and official matches that you could attend. you weren’t afraid to cheer loudly for them, even if that meant cheering when a certain setter was sending you death glares. But his twin finds you oddly amusing and very cute which makes for a very confusing encounter

Karasuno’s #1 Supporter Pt. 2 Fem!Reader x Osamu Miya // fluff! // crackhead energy lol // fluffy! // first time writing for this character so pls be nice you might be Karasuno’s #1 fan but this you can’t stop thinking about this Osamu guy. You wonder if you’re just going insane over something so trivial, but little do you know, he’s having a hard time forgetting you too

[sunatooru]

Masterlist

18+ MEANS NSFW SO MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 

ITALIC MEANS UPDATED (NEW ADDITIONS)

KARASUNO

Bad Santa - Daichi Sawamura smut (18+)

Jealous - Daichi Sawamura smut (18+)

Soft Dom smut - Tsukishima Kei(18+)

Pretty S/o hc - Kageyama, Suna and Tsukishima

Secret Admirer hc (part 1) - Asahi, Nishinoya, Kageyama and Aone

Emotionally intelligent and perceptive S/o hc - Bokuto, Akaashi, Daichi and Sugawara

Suspicious S/o hc, they think you want to break up - Suna, Tanaka, Aone and Kita

Smut drabble - Tsukishima Kei (18+)

Twitch broadcaster crush hc - Asahi, Kita, Ushijima and Suna

Railing S/o from the back - Ushijima, Daichi, Atsumu and Konoha smut (18+)

Warming up their cold S/o’s hands - Kyotani, Kuguri, Bokuto and Hinata

Setters reacting to you crying during good sex - Sugawara, Kageyama, Kenma, Akaashi, Oikawa and Atsumu smut (18+)

Feral mate pressing his wife - Daichi smut (18+)

Maid for you - Sugawara smut (18+)

Signs/actions of when they want sex/horny - Akaashi, Sugawara, Futakuchi and Semi smut (18+)

Comforting you after sibling death hc - Nishinoya, Bokuto, Kenma and Ushijima

Telling him about your neopronouns hc - Tsumu, Tanaka and Kenma

Secret boyfriend hc - Yamaguchi x m!reader

S/o with anger issues comforted hc - Kenma, Bokuto and Hinata

Coming out to them as bisexual - Sugawara, Bokuto and Atsumu

Coming out as agender - Sugawara

S/o with eating disorder and binge eats comfort - Sugawara and Lev

S/o with insomnia and severe depression comfort - Any male character

S/o with low self-esteem and appearance insecurity - Sugawara (fluff) and Semi (smut 18+)

Comforting you after hearing you’ll need to put your pet down - Daichi, Bokuto and Osamu

Aggreesively calling them cute hc - Bokuto, Hinata, Lev and Tendou

S/o trans man dealing with hormones comforted - Sugawara and Kenma

Male s/o feeling useless comforted - Yamaguchi

S/o dealing with an unique ability comforted - Kageyama, Atsumu and Bokuto

Comforting s/o who feels done with life - Tsukishima but open to any boy

Breeding their girlfriend hc - Sugawara, Kuroo, Osamu and Akaashi (smut 18+)

S/o struggling with identity whilst transitioning comforted hc - Kageyama, Kenma, Tanaka and Atsumu

S/o mood changes from suffering an eating disorder comforted hc - Tsukishima and Yamaguchi

Song inspired fic- Another Life by Motionless in White - Kageyama angst

S/o relapsing (warning: self harming)comforted hc - Tskushima 

S/o who has telekinetic healing powers hc - Atsumu, Oikawa and Hinata

Middle sized fem s/o feeling insecure comforted hc - Tanaka, Lev and Kyoutani

Hearing you sing for the first time hc - Sugawara, Kageyama, Hinata and Suna 

S/o with plump lips hc - Kageyama, Kita, Matsukawa and Hirugami (18+)

NEKOMA

Thicc S/o hc - Kuroo, Iwaizumi, Bokuto and Suna (18+)

Setters reacting to you crying during good sex - Sugawara, Kageyama, Kenma, Akaashi, Oikawa and Atsumu smut (18+)

Reacting to their managers’ hidden piercings - Nekoma team plus Bokuto, Akaashi and other teams during Tokyo training

Comforting you after sibling death hc - Nishinoya, Bokuto, Kenma and Ushijima

Telling him about your neopronouns hc - Tsumu, Tanaka and Kenma

Stressed with school hc- Kuroo

Panic attack and exhaustion comfort hc - Kuroo, Atsumu and Bokuto

S/o with anger issues comforted hc - Kenma, Bokuto and Hinata

S/o with social anxiety comfort hc - Atsumu, Mattsun and Yaku

Comforting after the death of you pet hc - Akaashi, Kuroo and Bokuto

Futanari/Futa (intersex) s/o smut hc (18+) - Kuroo, Atsumu and Bokuto

S/o with eating disorder and binge eats comfort - Sugawara and Lev

Aggressively calling them cute hc - Bokuto, Hinata, Lev and Tendou

S/o with depression and body insecurity comforted hc - Ushijima, Bokuto and Kuroo 

S/o trans man dealing with hormones comforted - Sugawara and Kenma

Asking Kuroo to be your boyfriend

Reacting to your ex bothering you hc - Hirugami, Kita, Yaku and Komori 

Breeding their girlfriend hc - Sugawara, Kuroo, Osamu and Akaashi (smut 18+)

S/o struggling with identity whilst transitioning comforted hc - Kageyama, Kenma, Tanaka and Atsumu

Secret perverts hc - Sakusa, Suna, Oikawa and Kuroo (smut 18+)

Middle sized fem s/o feeling insecure comforted hc - Tanaka, Lev and Kyoutani

S/o suffering from boob pain comforted hc - Bokuto, Kuroo and Akaashi

Getting caught having sex in the club room with Kuroo (smut 18+)

AOBA JOHSAI

Brat taming smut - Iwaizumi Hajime (18+)

Cockwarming hc - Iwaizumi and Matsukawa (18+)

Intense Monopoly game - Matsukawa

Thicc S/o hc - Kuroo, Iwaizumi, Bokuto and Suna (18+)

Soft for their musically talented S/o hc - Oikawa and Atsumu

Comforting their stressed S/o hc - Atsumu, Akaashi and Iwaizumi

Warming up their cold S/o’s hands - Kyotani, Kuguri, Bokuto and Hinata

Setters reacting to you crying during good sex - Sugawara, Kageyama, Kenma, Akaashi, Oikawa and Atsumu smut (18+)

S/o with social anxiety comfort hc - Atsumu, Mattsun and Yaku

Seeking shelter with Oikawa and Iwaizumi

Seijoh boys appreciating your thighs

S/o hating themself comforted - Matsukawa 

Secret perverts hc - Sakusa, Suna, Oikawa and Kuroo (smut 18+)

S/o who has telekinetic healing powers hc - Atsumu, Oikawa and Hinata

Looking afte them when they get sick hc - Akaashi, Oikawa and Kita

Middle sized fem s/o feeling insecure comforted hc - Tanaka, Lev and Kyoutani

Comforting s/o - Oikawa

S/o with plump lips hc - Kageyama, Kita, Matsukawa and Hirugami (18+)

Iwaizumi making you cry and Matsukawa defending you

DATE TECH

Secret Admirer hc (part 1) - Asahi, Nishinoya, Kageyama and Aone

Suspicious S/o hc, they think you want to break up - Suna, Tanaka, Aone and Kita

Mate pressing their lovely S/o - Ushijima, Bokuto, Aone and Atsumu smut (18+)

Signs/actions of when they want sex/horny - Akaashi, Sugawara, Futakuchi and Semi smut (18+)

FUKURODANI

Emotionally intelligent and perceptive S/o hc - Bokuto, Akaashi, Daichi and Sugawara

Thicc S/o hc - Kuroo, Iwaizumi, Bokuto and Suna (18+)

Comforting their stressed S/o hc - Atsumu, Akaashi and Iwaizumi

Railing S/o from the back - Ushijima, Daichi, Atsumu and Konoha smut (18+)

Warming up their cold S/o’s hands - Kyotani, Kuguri, Bokuto and Hinata

Setters reacting to you crying during good sex - Sugawara, Kageyama, Kenma, Akaashi, Oikawa and Atsumu smut (18+)

Mate pressing their lovely S/o - Ushijima, Bokuto, Aone and Atsumu smut (18+)

S/o surprising them in an apron naked - Osamu, Akaashi, Konoha and Semi

Signs/actions of when they want sex/horny - Akaashi, Sugawara, Futakuchi and Semi smut (18+)

Comforting you after sibling death hc - Nishinoya, Bokuto, Kenma and Ushijima

Celebrating your birthday hc - Akaashi

Panic attack and exhaustion comfort hc - Kuroo, Atsumu and Bokuto

Feeling overworking in school hc - Akaashi

Overwhelmed comfort hc - Bokuto

S/o with anger issues comforted hc - Kenma, Bokuto and Hinata

Comforting after the death of you pet hc - Akaashi, Kuroo and Bokuto

Coming out to them as bisexual - Sugawara, Bokuto and Atsumu

Futanari/Futa (intersex) s/o smut hc (18+) - Kuroo, Atsumu and Bokuto

Feeling ignored ft octopus plushie - Bokuto

Comforting you after hearing you’ll need to put your pet down - Daichi, Bokuto and Osamu

Asking them why they are so cute hc - Bokuto, Hinata, Lev and Tendou

S/o with depression and body insecurity comforted hc - Ushijima, Bokuto and Kuroo

S/o struggling with school comforted hc - Bokuto and Atsumu

S/o dealing with an unique ability comforted - Kageyama, Atsumu and Bokuto

Breeding their girlfriend hc - Sugawara, Kuroo, Osamu and Akaashi (smut 18+)

Looking afte them when they get sick hc - Akaashi, Oikawa and Kita

S/o suffering from boob pain comforted hc - Bokuto, Kuroo and Akaashi

INARIZAKI

Pretty S/o hc - Kageyama, Suna and Tsukishima

Suspicious S/o hc, they think you want to break up - Suna, Tanaka, Aone and Kita

Thicc S/o hc - Kuroo, Iwaizumi, Bokuto and Suna (18+)

Twitch broadcaster crush hc - Asahi, Kita, Ushijima and Suna

Soft for their musically talented S/o hc - Oikawa and Atsumu

Comforting their stressed S/o hc - Atsumu, Akaashi and Iwaizumi

Railing S/o from the back - Ushijima, Daichi, Atsumu and Konoha smut (18+)

Setters reacting to you crying during good sex - Sugawara, Kageyama, Kenma, Akaashi, Oikawa and Atsumu smut (18+)

Mate pressing their lovely S/o - Ushijima, Bokuto, Aone and Atsumu smut (18+)

Comforting anxious S/o - Suna

S/o surprising them in an apron naked - Osamu, Akaashi, Konoha and Semi

Telling him about your neopronouns hc - Tsumu, Tanaka and Kenma

Panic attack and exhaustion comfort hc - Kuroo, Atsumu and Bokuto

Blowjob drabble (18+) - Osamu

Fingering drabble(18+) - Osamu

S/o with social anxiety comfort hc - Atsumu, Mattsun and Yaku

S/o with low self worth - Atsumu

Team comforting you after a breakdown - ft Sakusa and Bokuto

Coming out to them as bisexual - Sugawara, Bokuto and Atsumu

Futanari/Futa (intersex) s/o smut hc (18+) - Kuroo, Atsumu and Bokuto

Comforting you after hearing you’ll need to put your pet down - Daichi, Bokuto and Osamu

S/o struggling with school comforted hc - Bokuto and Atsumu

Reacting to your ex bothering you hc - Hirugami, Kita, Yaku and Komori

S/o dealing with an unique ability comforted - Kageyama, Atsumu and Bokuto

Breeding their girlfriend hc - Sugawara, Kuroo, Osamu and Akaashi (smut 18+)

S/o struggling with identity whilst transitioning comforted hc - Kageyama, Kenma, Tanaka and Atsumu

S/o with an eating disorder hc - Osamu

Comforting s/o starting recovery for an eating disorder - Suna

S/o who relapses and keeps count of ‘clean’ days - Kita

Secret perverts hc - Sakusa, Suna, Oikawa and Kuroo (smut 18+)

S/o who has telekinetic healing powers hc - Atsumu, Oikawa and Hinata

Looking after them when they get sick hc - Akaashi, Oikawa and Kita

Hearing you sing for the first time hc - Sugawara, Kageyama, Hinata and Suna

S/o with plump lips hc - Kageyama, Kita, Matsukawa and Hirugami (18+)

ITACHIYAMA

Reacting to your ex bothering you hc - Hirugami, Kita, Yaku and Komori

Secret perverts hc - Sakusa, Suna, Oikawa and Kuroo (smut 18+)

Sakusa (accidently) giving you your first kiss becuase you’re stressed hc part 1

Sakusa giving you kissing lessons after taking your first kiss part 2

Sakusa getting dared to kiss you 

Song inspired fic - Generous by Doja Cat (Smut 18+) - Sakusa

SHIRATORIZAWA

Twitch broadcaster crush hc - Asahi, Kita, Ushijima and Suna

Railing S/o from the back - Ushijima, Daichi, Atsumu and Konoha smut (18+)

Comforting insecure tall S/o - Tendou

Mate pressing their lovely S/o - Ushijima, Bokuto, Aone and Atsumu smut (18+)

S/o surprising them in an apron naked - Osamu, Akaashi, Konoha and Semi

Signs/actions of when they want sex/horny - Akaashi, Sugawara, Futakuchi and Semi smut (18+)

Comforting you after sibling death hc - Nishinoya, Bokuto, Kenma and Ushijima

S/o needing Ushijima to get off but gets too much (18+)

S/o with low self-esteem and appearance insecurity - Sugawara (fluff) and Semi (smut 18+)

Asking them why they are so cute hc - Bokuto, Hinata, Lev and Tendou 

S/o with depression and body insecurity comforted hc - Ushijima, Bokuto and Kuroo

S/o with a gaslighting mother comforted - Ushijima 

JOHZENJI

NOHEBI

Warming up their cold S/o’s hands - Kyotani, Kuguri, Bokuto and Hinata

KAMOMEDAI

Reacting to your ex bothering you hc - Hirugami, Kita, Yaku and Komori

S/o with plump lips hc - Kageyama, Kita, Matsukawa and Hirugami (18+)

[tinywooniverse]

the boy in apt. 218

pairing: akaashi x plus sized fem reader

genre: fluff (maybe?), a little angst if you squint, college au

warnings: drinking (that’s all i can think of but if there are any others let me know)

word count: 6.5k (i got excited about writing again and got carried away so i hope your readers enjoy a long fic)

summary: the messy, raven haired boy from apartment 218 takes you on an emotional whirlwind.

a/n: this is a part of the curves and kisses collab started by @ceo-of-daichi so i hope everyone enjoys! (also i do type in all lowercase letters so i hope that’s not a problem for anyone)

“happy move in day roomie!!!!” your roommate, asami, says in a song bird-y tone as she bursts into your shared apartment with her suitcases in hand.

“well hello to you too, miss sunshine. happy move in day,” you say, adjusting the throw pillows on the couch before sitting down, “did you see the apartment manager’s texts about there being a get together in the lobby? she said something about everyone living here getting to know each other so we can avoid having to come her with conflicts when they arise.”

“i sure did see and we’re going so we can see if there are any hot guys that we haven’t managed to catch on campus yet.” she jokes.

“you’re going for that reason asami. emphasis on the you’re. i’m going so that you aren’t the only one i’m stuck with for the rest of my college life and then some.”

“wow just when i thought you couldn’t get meaner here you go saying these things.” she says, faking a pout.

“i know, i’m just the worst aren’t i,” you grin, grabbing one of her many bags, “besides, a college sweetheart might be nice in theory but i’m not gonna go looking for it. that’s the best way to get myself hurt or severely embarrassed. i’ll save myself the grief and let you be the friend that all the guys oogle at.”

“come on y/n, you know it’s not gonna be like this forever. someday someone is gonna look right past me and go directly to you and you know this. if i was a guy, hell, if i liked girls myself i totally would. you just need to be ready when that day comes. i know i am.” she replies, unpacking the bag with her toiletries and putting them away.

“you’re saying these things because we’re best friends. you think i’m gorgeous regardless of how i look.”

with this said, all that asami could do was think about what to say next. what you said was harsh but that’s how you look at the world when this very world shows and tells you how worthless you are because you don’t have the acceptable look. of course, your best friend and roommate, asami yuu, would never understand this exactly. she was a very lean, gorgeous girl who was sought after by everyone, her absolutely amazing personality aside. she couldn’t possibly know what you feel like every single moment of your life. you weren’t not pretty, you were actually very good looking but all of that gets thrown out the window when you aren’t small bodied.

“you can think whatever you want as long as you know that i mean exactly what i say,” she states, “i promise we would be girlfriends right now if i was attracted to women.”

“okay asami,” you giggle helping her hang a few decorations around her room, “do you wanna talk about our hypothetical life together or do you wanna see what hot guys live in our building?”

“hot guys please.” she says, pulling you out of the apartment.

when you get to the lobby you find that there are quite a few people that are already mingling. asami goes to introduce herself to some people and talk with others she had met before coming back over to you and catching you up on who’s who.

“any hot guys?” you ask to amuse your friend.

“i mean yeah but did you see the one guy? he’s the looker of this apartment building. all the girls i talked to mentioned him.” she yammers and you rolled your eyes slightly.

“no i told you i wasn’t here for this.”

“well he’s walking over here so i hope you’re ready to make some friends.” she smiles, for extra friendliness point you assume.

“they’re here for you anyways.” you scoff lightly.

you watch as a raven haired boy and his friend with black and gray hair that resembled that of an owl walk up to you. they were both admittedly attractive, very fit guys and the latter of the two looked entirely to happy to be here.

“hey hey hey,” the gray haired one exclaims loudly, “i’m bokuto and this is my best friend akaashi. he wanted to come over and say hi to you.”

“thank you bokuto. you could’ve just let me introduce myself and save the embarrassing comment for another time.” the other boy, akaashi, says.

“well hi! i’m asami.” she greets, holding our her hand, to which the both of them shake.

“and you?” akaashi asked, looking at you with an eyebrow cocked, awaiting your answer.

you had been staring off into space. it was a habit that you had grew into a while ago. usually when people came up to you they came up to talk to asami and never acknowledged your presence so you’ve learned to fill that time with mindless daydreaming. so it came as a surprise that akaashi had also wanted to engage in conversation with you as well.

“i’m, uh, y/n.” you stammer.

“that’s a nice name,” he compliments while maintaining prolonged eye contact, “what apartment do you stay in?”

“we’re in 215,” asami answers and he turns back to her, “how about you guys?”

“that’s wild,” bokuto chimes in excitedly, “we stay a few doors down in 218!”

“how about we hang out later today after everyone settles in?” akaashi suggests looking over at you, noticing that your attention was yet again somewhere else.

“ yeah that’d be cool,” your best friend accepts, taking the lead in the conversation, “how about we exchange numbers?”

they exchange numbers and walk up to your apartments, bokuto pointing out the apartment he shared with his best friend before you walk into your own, parting ways for the time being. asami closes the door behind the both of you, turning around to look at you with a her jaw on the floor.

“what?” you ask, looking back at her with your head cocked to the side. 

“ummmm i know we just talked about someone swooping in and wanting to get to know you instead of me. i manifested this, i am the definition of power,” she cheers, raising her arms as if she were a god while you stared blank faced, unsure of what she meant, “oh you cant seriously be that stupid.”

“well look who’s the mean one now,” you complain, sitting on the couch, “but if you mean bokuto i’m pretty sure he was just excited to make some new friends. he seems like the type to be excited over anything really so i didn’t think anything of it.”

“you really are that stupid, i can’t believe it,” she puts her hands on your shoulders before shaking you, “i mean akaashi! he’s totally into you. maybe if your head wasn’t in the clouds every time someone came up to talk to us you would’ve noticed.”

“akaashi is easily the most looked at guys in this apartment, maybe even on campus once we go back to school. i know there will be plenty of girls lined up at his door once they find out where he lives. i assume he was just being courteous because he saw me standing alone while you went to talk to people.” you reveal, shrugging.

“i don’t think that’s the case at all. he wanted to conversate with you but you were too busy ignoring the world.” she lightheartedly scolds.

“you only see the things you want to.”

“and so do you,” she mocks, sporting a mischievous smile, “how about we make a bet?”

“what now?” you roll your eyes.

“we’re all hanging out right? how about we see who’s really right about akaashi? if it seems like he’s only being friendly then i owe you dinner.” she proposes.

“and if he’s magically smitten by me,” you ask, “what do i owe you?”

“you don’t owe me anything,” she beams, her smile growing wider making her look a little evil, “but you do have to ask mr. mysterious on a date.”

you hesitate for a moment, contemplating this bet. you would be a fool to think you were getting out of a bet with the queen of games and bets of all kinds. but you didn’t wanna put yourself in a position to be hyper aware of the behavior of a man you just met because your friend has a hunch that he may like you. in the end you know you what you have to do.

“let’s do it.”

you make you way to your room to finish unpacking what’s left while asami puts the finishing touches on the rest of your apartment when you get text from an unknown number.

xxx-xxx-xxxx

hey, it’s akaashi from 218. bokuto and i were wondering if it was okay if we hung out at your place. we would invite you over to ours but it’s a bit messy.

-

hi. it’s fine with me. asami is ready for you guys whenever you wanna come over.

akaashi from 218

we’ll be over in a few minutes.

you questioned how akaashi had gotten your number when you don’t remember giving it to anyone.

“asami, akaashi somehow texted me and told me that he and bokuto were coming over,” you say, confusion lacing your voice, “did you give him my number?”

“perhaps,” she says and upon feeling your disapproval from the other room she begins to explain herself, “i mean you weren’t gonna give it to him yourself and i wanted to save you them embarrassment of looking like an asshole to your potential future boyfriend.”

you just ignored her explanation with a sigh and started folding and putting your clothes away until a knock on your door. you stand in the middle of your room listening as your roommate greets the visitors and lets them in. you briefly hear her tell them that you were in your room and that you would join them in a bit. you continue organizing your things while listening to the others talk and get to know each other. after a few minutes, however, a knock on your door startles you and you turn around to see akaashi standing in your door way.

“are you not gonna join the festivities?” he asks.

“i mean i was gonna finish up in here before gracing you all with my presence,” you inform him, “is there a reason for you to come looking for me? i thought you’d be entertained by asami’s antics.”

you motioned for him to come in and sit since it was a little awkward for him to be standing in you doorway. he sits in your beanbag chair, getting comfortable.

“oh yeah asami is super cool but she and bokuto are really similar and i can’t handle that by myself so i decided to come see what you were doing.” he shrugs.

“well we must be best friends now. first you’re looking for me and now you’re getting extra comfy in my room.” you say giving him a small smile which he reciprocates.

“yeah, something like that.” he nods.

you keep unpacking and remember that bet you and asami made before the boys came over, analyzing the behavior of the guy sitting in your room and come to the realization that you may have to hold up your end of the deal. 

your time spent alone with akaashi comes to an end when both of your roommates show up at your door,complaining.

“guys, this was supposed to be a group hangout.” asami grovels, crossing her arms.

“yeah akaashi, you’re hogging y/n. you can’t keep her all to yourself.” bokuto cosigns, pouting.

“alright guys, i guess i can pause what i’m doing,” you say, setting your stuff down, “just get out of my room please, i’m right behind you.”

everyone starts to file out of your room and as you leave asami catches you by the arm and looks at you with a glint in her eyes.

“i think you own someone a date.” she whispers.

“not so fast, he came to ask when i would be out and got comfortable in my beanbag chair. i couldn’t be rude and tell him to leave.” you explain, half lying and she glares at you before the both of you join the others.

you go to sit in a sofa chair next to where bokuto sat when asami pushes you out of way. the only seat left was next to akaashi on the love seat. you stand and stare at asami who feigned a smile of innocence.

“don’t worry y/n, akaashi may look mean but i promise he doesn’t bite.” bokuto says, happily.

you reluctantly sit next to the man, sitting as close to the arm of the couch as you were trying to avoid him like the plague so you could save yourself the embarrassment of asking this very good looking guy out after only meeting him one time. akaashi, however, takes your lack of space as a sign to spread out. he leans back, manspreads and lays his arms across the top of the couch. you glance over and get a bit flustered all the while wondering why a person who seems to keep his distance from people gets so comfortable around two people he’s never met until today.

regardless of your flustered state, everyone makes conversation relatively well. you all talk about how you and asami met and how bokuto and akaashi played volleyball in high school. everyone shared the normal, surface things that you would share with new friends. soon, the questions roll in about personal interests and in that moment asami felt like she would make things a little more interesting.

“so guys,” she starts, looking over at you, “what type of girls do you like? is there any specific body type you like?”

it felt like an attack on you, honestly, but you knew why she asked. all you could do was hold your breath and listen.

“well me, personally, i don’t mind any certain body types, i like them all,” bokuto says, smiling, “when i love or like a person their looks or body type don’t matter to me because i think they’re beautiful all the time!”

“very well said bokuto.” asami compliments.

he nods and it goes silent. everyone was waiting for akaashi’s answer. asami and bokuto stare at him before you look over at him to see if he was just plain not listening to catch him boldly scaling your body up and down. you turn away and clear your throat which breaks his hot gaze on you.

“oh um,” he stutters, “i mean i don’t really mind any body type but i do tend to be more attracted to girls on the thicker and plus sized side. i like soft women.”

you scoff as asami looks at you, practically with stars in her eyes. the attention turns to you.

“you’re just saying things, akaashi.”

“what are you talking about?” he asks as your friends sit back waiting for the drama to ensue.

“i mean i’m only making an assumption based on observations but you’re saying things like this because you’re sitting in a room with me, a plus sized girl, and you don’t want to upset me.” you spit as he looks at you with an amused look. asami face palms as if you just ruined everything.

“you think so?” he smirks and all you could do was nod. everyone’s eyes were still on you.

“so let me prove you wrong,” he says and you immediately heat up, “let’s hang out, just you and i, go out and do something.”

all you can squeak out was an okay and the entire room erupt in hoops and hollers. asami is squealing and bokuto is congratulating his friend for being so smooth. all you could do was sit there, wide eyed and stunned.

after the hype died down you all decided to call it a night and akaashi told you that he would call you to give you details of your hangout while asami just stands there bouncing on her toes excitedly. after you all parts ways yet again, asami squeals and hops up and down.

“i won, i won, i won,” she yells, “and you didn’t even have to ask him on a date isn’t that exciting?”

“you’re overreacting,” you sigh a sigh of relief that they were gone and you could finally breathe correctly, “also, it’s not a date. he said we were hanging out.”

“alone??? that sounds like a date you imbecile!” she says, nudging you. you roll your eyes and head off to your room to try to go to bed but asami follows you and starts bugging you until you have no choice but to get up and put her out.

when you and akaashi finally agree on a day and that day comes, he meets you in the lobby of your apartment building and walks you through the small college town to a cafe with little to no one there. you two sit and akaashi offers to order for you guys. when he walks away you check your phone to see a million texts from your best friend asking how everything was going but before you could even shoot a text back akaashi comes back with your drinks and sits. you give him an awkward smile as a thanks and he chuckles.

“what?” you ask, cocking your head to the side in confusion.

“nothing,” he says, sporting a smile that any girl would die for, “you’re just really quiet.”

“i don’t have much to say i guess.”

“well, how about you tell me about yourself?” he suggests and the conversation blossoms from there.

you tell him lots of obscure things about yourself. small stories turn to full blown giggle sessions. he tells you all about his and bokuto’s friendship and volleyball while you tell him all about your previous class activities while in high school. at some point you start exchanging pictures of yourselves from high school while akaashi shows lots of action shots from his time in volleyball. everything went so well that the time got away from you both and by the time you get back to your apartment it’s late evening, almost night time. of course, asami had words for you but all you could do was stare at her, just letting her talk.

that’s not where your time with the messy haired boy ends though. when classes start up, you and akaashi both realize that all of your classes run on the same time slots so you both had the same free time and you spent that free time with each other. coffee in the morning? akaashi was there with you. study time during mid day, between classes? akaashi was coming and he was bringing you lunch. classes were over and it was now time for dinner? akaashi was bringing bokuto and you were bringing asami for the friend group dinners. sometimes, akaashi would just take you to dinner as if he hadn’t had enough of you. and although you were spending all of this time with him, you had never asked him what exactly was going on between both of you. everything felt very platonic to you nothing ever progressed farther than just being alone together. frankly, you were scared to even ask or have that talk with him out of fear that it’d put a strain on the friendship that you had built. you figured he would just approach you first and let it be. however, a single day had changed the way you had thought of akaashi and what you could’ve been.

it felt weird that you hadn’t seen him at all that day but it soon became irrelevant because he had texted you and told you that he was busy but he would treat you to dinner later so you should meet in the same place you normally do after class.

you did as he said and when you showed up he was with a group of girls that were ogling over him. you were a bit hesitant but you walked up to him.

“hey akaashi?” you utter meekly, trying to ignore the dirty stares you were getting.

“who is this, kaashi? a friend of yours?” a girl questions, her voice dripping with what you could only decipher as an almost venom-like disgust. she was hanging off of his arm and, to be fair, they looked like a legit couple which didn’t help that you were already feeling a little off even witnessing this. she was absolutely gorgeous and, not to mention, thin. if you didn’t know any better you would definitely assume that they were together. she even gave him a cute nickname.

“yeah, something like that,” he answers, not breaking eye contact with you. it was like he was trying to tell you something, “it’s complicated.”

“i was just asking if we were still on for tonight but if you’re still busy then i can go home.” you say, looking away from him and glancing at the other girls who had seemed amused by the interaction.

“well i-” he started before getting interrupted by the same girl.

“actually he and i were gonna go get dinner. you’re free to join us if you want.” she retorts, sarcasm clear in her voice.

“oh no, that’s okay. i was planning on going with some friends,” you say, turning back to akaashi, “i’ll make sure bokuto tags along since you won’t be home.”

you give the group a curt smile before dismissing yourself, not allowing any more words to come from anyone else, listening to the giggles of the group as you walk away. you make your way home and gather the rest of your friends for dinner, trying to keep a brave face for them and while bokuto didn’t notice, asami had been your friend for long enough to know that there was something going on. when dinner was finally over and bokuto made his leave asami made you spill and you did. you couldn’t help but feel like you were overreacting but it was all so overwhelming for you. you liked him a lot so seeing with anyone other than you, especially someone so different from you was a big blow. asami had tried to be positive and look on the bright side but in the end all she could do was take care of you in your state of vulnerable state.

later that night akaashi had stopped by to talk but to no surprise, there was no answer at apartment 215.

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from that point on you avoided akaashi like the plague. you had changed your entire routine to ensure that he wouldn’t be able to find you on campus. coffee in the morning was no more. you no longer stayed on campus during midday and instead went back to your apartment. you stayed inside and ordered takeout most times, making sure to order extra and leave some at 218′s front door for bokuto just in case he hadn’t eaten. you blocked akaashi on everything imaginable in order to move on and pretend nothing ever happen. you even tried to keep your distance from bokuto in fear that he’d ask you about what happen but asami had assured you that that was too far and bokuto was still your friend. it took a lot of cheering up on your end to reassure bokuto that you didn’t hate him. this went on for a whole month and you were managing fairly well until one weekend while you were alone.

it was about two in the morning when you got a knock on your door and in your half asleep state you tried to ignore it, assuming it was someone who was at the wrong door but after a full minute of nonstop knocking you rolled out of bed a little angry that anyone would come to your humble abode at a time like this. you swing the door open, ready to give whoever was so rude to disturb your sleep an earful when you come face to face with akaashi. he was noticeably drunk, a red glow spread across his face and his hair was messier than normal. he basically let’s himself in and stand in the middle of the living room, swaying back and forth. you give him a cold, hard glare as he looks at you with a sad expression.

“what are you doing here at two in the morning when your apartment is a few feet away?” you ask coldly.

“i lost my key and didn’t wanna wake bokuto up. he gets super grumpy if i wake him up.” he slurs, rubbing the back of his neck.

“and so you decided to wake me up instead?”

“i needed to talk to you.” he says.

“there isn’t anything to talk about, akaashi.” you grumble, rather weakly.

“i think there is,” he accuses, hostility become clear even though his speech was impaired for the moment, “you’ve been avoiding me for the past month. i haven’t seen you once, not even in passing. i don’t understand what i could have possibly done.”

“i haven’t been avoiding you,” you say, turning your head to the side to avoid his eyes that were currently burning holes in you from staring so hard, “i’ve just been busy with some things is all.”

“and now you’re lying to me? unbelievable.” he chastises, sounding desperate.

“whatever you say ‘kaashi’.” you spit walking to your room.

“oh so that’s what this is about.” he follows, grabbing your hand to stop you from progressing, “where are you going?”

“no, it’s not and i’m getting my phone and calling bokuto so you can get out of my apartment.” you say, pulling away from from him so you could continue but he wouldn’t let you go.

“i wanna talk about this please.”

“no, akaashi, i don’t, and there’s nothing left to say,” you snap, trying to pry his fingers off of you.

when you finally manage get away from him you walk to your room and feel around in the dark for you phone which you conveniently can no longer find. while searching for it, you hear akaashi’s footsteps run past your room and to the bathroom where you follow him to and hear retching and gagging noises. you knock on the door to ask if he was okay to which he doesn’t reply. you stand outside the door listening to the toilet flush and when the noise subsides you hear sniffling which prompts you to open the door. akaashi was in a crumpled ball with his head between his legs, incoherently mumbling i’m sorry. you sit across from him with a softened gaze. you were both very vulnerable in this moment.

“akaashi-” you try to gather the right words to say before he cuts you off.

“look i don’t know what happened but i just want things back to the way were.” he says through sniffles.

all you could do was get up and grab a few things to help him clean up. you come with an extra toothbrush, a wash cloth for his face and some clothes he had left at your apartment once. he and bokuto always kept certain things here just in case one of them decided to fall asleep on your couch and had somewhere to be the next day. he brushes his teeth and you help him wash his face in his drunken state. he tries to wrap his arms loosely around your waist but after noticing how tense you were under his touch, he let go. you had left him to get changed and go to your room sitting on your bed, in the dark, and start to cry just like you had done so many nights before. once akaashi was done he made his way to where you were and stood in the doorway.

“what’s wrong?” he asks with a groggy voice.

“nothing,” you whisper, clearing you throat, “you can sleep on the couch tonight, but you have to leave in the morning before asami gets back.”

“no.”

“that wasn’t a question and i’m not arguing with you about this.” you say, the cold tone entering your voice yet again.

“i’m not leaving until we fix things between us,” he says sternly, “and you and i both know that asami won’t mind me being here.”

“there isn’t anything to fix akaashi. i told you i was busy.” you say trying to avoid anything escalating.

“clearly there is because you’re still lying,” he grunts, getting more frustrated, “and just so you know, those girls were my classmates who i was working on a group project with. i ditched them as soon as i could and by the time i did you were dodging me like i was the worst thing that could’ve ever happen to you. that shit hurt me, y/n.” 

“it wasn’t just that, akaashi,” you say tiredly, trying to swallow the lump in your throat, the only thing stopping you from crying, “you said those things when we first met and then you were never clear about anything else. i was constantly wondering if you were just doing things to be nice to me because you know not a lot of people are because i look like this. i was racking my brain daily on what your actions really meant because a lot of the things you did were platonic. those are things i would do for my best friend, hell, i’ve done some of those things for your best friend. i didn’t know if you were being nice because you wanted to get close to asami or what? she’s prettier than me, right? and then when i saw you with that one girl and saw how perfect you two looked together and how right it look it was a slap to the face. a reality check if you will. whatever you had in mind in the long run would’ve worked, you should’ve just thought about keeping my feelings out of it because now i’m hurt. more hurt than you actually.”

the room was now silent besides the sound of your sniffing and whimpering.

“well that sounds like a you problem,” akaashi slurs, “i never wanted asami. i didn’t even want that girl. but you couldn’t accept the fact that someone could actually like you and look beyond your body type which i explicitly said i liked a long time ago. but yeah feel free to blame me for this when this whole thing was both of our faults.”

you stare at his silhouette blankly and get up, grabbing a blanket.

“you’re a drunk asshole,” you say, shoving the blanket toward him, “when i wake up you better be gone. i never wanna see your face again.”

you push him away from the door and slam it in him face, tears pricking your eyes once again.

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when the morning comes, you open your eyes to see that you were not alone in your bed. akaashi had snuck into your room and now you were laying with your head on his chest while he was staring up at the ceiling, his fingers ghosting the exposed skin on your arm, mindlessly.

“good morning.” he says, letting his arm fall to his side.

“i told you to sleep on the couch why are you here?” you ask, tensing at your close proximity to him.

“i couldn’t sleep there,” he claims, keeping his gaze trained on the ceiling, “i haven’t sleep at all actually.”

a heavy silence washes over you two before he starts speaking again.

“i was an asshole to you last night,” he starts, finally turning his attention to you, “i have no right to bombard you at two in the morning and argue with you and then say what i said to save my own ass. i sincerely apologize.”

you nod and reluctantly accept his apology. he hesitantly continues, seemingly not knowing what to say.

“can we start over?” he asks.

“i don’t know akaashi.”

“let me explain first, please?” he pleads.

you nod and allow him to explain.

“i wanna start off on the right foot. when you and i first met i meant what i said and i failed to see things through on my side. i never did anything more than what you perceived as platonic because i thought you wouldn’t believe me and i didn’t wanna deal with oblivious rejection. but believe me when i say had feelings for you back then and i still have feelings for you now,” he begins, “now, thinking back, i could’ve done the bare minimum to at least hint at the fact that i felt something for you but i didn’t and that was my fault, i could’ve done more. and i fully understand, as much as i can, that seeing me the last time we saw each other was hurtful for you but i promise that it was nothing more than is doing a project and getting a grade. frankly, she was a bother and she wasn’t even my type. i just wish i had tried harder to get a hold of you before i showed up here drunk.”

“understandable.” you say as it was the only word you could muster up the courage to say.

“this time around i want to be completely clear,” he discloses, and upon seeing the confusion on your face he keeps speaking, “i want you to know exactly why i’m doing things for you. i wanna take you out and show you exactly how i feel about you. i wanna be a part of your life in ways that almost no one could even imagine. i wanna know you better than you know yourself. i want to be able to reassure you each and every night that you’re the one i want so we’ll never have go through this again. i want to be openly and stupidly in love with you.”

“akaashi, i don’t know if i can trust that.” you fret, frowning.

“we’ll take things slow, for you. until you can trust me. i just don’t want to lose you like this. we can do this your way y/n, i don’t mind.” he begs.

you sit, silently thinking of how to answer. akaashi becoming more anxious as more time goes by.

“i think i need to think about some things first. maybe try to see things from an outside perspective.” you falter. he lies back and sighs, staring at the ceiling yet again. his breaths become more and more shaky and staggered before he places a small kiss to your temple, getting up, gathering his things and leaving, shutting the door softly behind him.

you continued on with your day, extremely distracted by the thoughts of your night with akaashi and asami knew this immediately as she walked into the apartment.

“whoa there, what’s gotten into you?” she interrogates, setting her bag down.

“could you ask bokuto to come over?” you ask completely spaced out. she complies and soon enough the owl haired boy is standing in your living looking immensely confused.

you summarize the night before and this morning to your friends and they stare in shock as you tell them the happenings. once you finish, bokuto looks deep in thought, then starts speaking.

“well, y/n,” he starts with a complex look on his face, “if i can say one thing believable it’s that akaashi means everything he said to you. he’s like you since he laid eyes on you and i don’t blame him. if he hadn’t told me that he thought you were cute i surely would have came up and talked to you myself. no offense asami.”

“damn y/n you’re two for two this semester.” she says, trying to lighten the mood.

“the whole issue was a miscommunication but coming from someone that lives with him and has known him for so long i can assure you that what akaashi feels for you is very deep. he’s usually a very one track minded and indifferent to almost everyone. he only tolerates me because we’ve been friends for so long,” he explains, “but you’re all he can talk about all the time. from the first date to the first day of classes. even everything in between when you were friends and when you started ignoring him. he tells me all about it. he even freaked out when you started ghosting him. the amount of times i’ve had to lie about hanging out with you in order to not upset him all over again is astronomical. i don’t even know if it’s appropriate to say but akaashi loves you and wants to be with you from what i can see.”

“is there even anything to think about after hearing something like that from akaashi’s one source of credibility?” asami asks and you stare at her, trying to think of a way to spin the situation.

“no?”

“exactly, so it’s time for you to get up and make your way over to 218 to make amends with him.” she says getting up and pushing you towards the door, telling you not to come back until you and akaashi make up.

you tiptoe over to 218 as if walking would let him know that you were coming. you stand in front of his door, taking deep breaths, before knocking. when he comes to the door his eye are blood shot and his nose is red, evident that he had been crying. you stand before him, lifting your hand to his face and caress his cheek with your thumb as he closes his eyes, leaning into your touch. you tried to explain your change of heart but that action was all akaashi needed to know how you felt.

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akaashi kept his end of the deal and showed you exactly how he felt. he actually went the extra mile. he did things like showing up and your place with flowers, taking you out on random dates and coming to your place to study and bask in your presence. everything was so reassuring that not long after, the two of you started officially dating and akaashi could no longer hold back. he didn’t seem like the type to like pda but you were totally wrong, he was attached to you at the hip whether you like it or not.

one night, while you were alone and talking, you thought of something that was said to you once and decided to share it with him.

“hey kaashi,” you call and he hums in response, “bokuto told me that you both called dibs on me when you first saw me.”

“did he,” he asks looking down at you as your head lied on his chest and you nod, “did he also tell you he’s an idiot.”

“i mean he did say that if you didn’t come up to me that day then he would’ve.” you say and as soon as the words leave your mouth akaashi is straddling your hips.

“and i would’ve kicked his ass.” he says before showering your face in kisses as you giggle. he lets up for a minute to lock eyes with you.

“i love you, you know that right?”

“yes and i love you so much more, akkashi keiji.”

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ending a/n: this was the fic that cured my writer’s block so i hope everyone enjoyed. thank to @ceo-of-daichi for allowing me to join the curves and kisses collab and thank you to everyone reading this now! i know this is already a super long fic but if anyone wants some deleted scenes and such let me know!

~honey

[duckymcdoorknob]

I Wonder Why

ITS ME, YA GIRL. BACK WITH ANOTHER LYRIC FIC!

This feels kinda rushed?? So it may not be the best.

Anyways Dion Dimucci is my fucking king so actually listen to the song I plug in.

This is lyric text, as per usual

No flashbacks this time!

Listen while you read!! ♡´･ᴗ･`♡♡´･ᴗ･`♡♡´･ᴗ･`♡︎

Enjoy!!

Ships: Asahi Azumane x gn!reader

Warnings: None!

Prompt: When Asahi begins to exhibit uncharacteristically ludicrous actions, his friends make him wonder why he suddenly had a change of heart.

Tags: General taglist! @lisiwalker, @rebloging-everything, @fushigum , @littlebbyleesfw, @rachi-roo

@asahisimpnation @screamin-abt-haikyuu fellow Asahi simps I think may enjoy this.

Don’t know why I love you like I do...

Asahi had never found himself having to defend his decisions before. He always made the right choices; no matter the time, place or circumstance. He wore the correct fashions, knew correct answers and seemingly made correct calls in volleyball.

He never had to defend his decisions.

He always knew just what to do.

He carefully planned his every move.

That is... until you came along.

You electrified his life. You sparked the vague tinge of adventure in him. Asahi used to map out and psychoanalyze every thing he ever did. Now? He simply rides the tide, not caring to overthink the consequences.

His friends and teammates noticed the sudden change in him. It was as if he had adopted an entirely new persona within a minute.

When Asahi was asked as to why he now just closes his eyes and leaps, he replied in one way:

“Don’t know why I do.”

“Well you’ve gotta have some kind of reason.” Daichi said in exasperation, sitting down at the library table and bringing two drinks with him.

Don't know why I love you.

“I really don’t know, Daichi.” He muttered in return, happily accepting the green tea he was handed.

“Something had to have brought it forth.” Suga replied nonchalantly, cautiously sipping the lemonade that Daichi had brought for him.

Don't know why I care.

“I honestly don’t know. Maybe I just matured. What if I wanna just be tough and wild for once?”

“Yeah no one who’s tough or wild would ever say that, dude.” Suga teased, chuckling softly as he turned the page in his book.

“Let me ask you this.” Daichi started, “What’s your goal here? What do you want?”

“What I want?”

“Yes. What do you gain from this change of heart?”

‘I just want your love to share…’

I wonder why, I love you like I do.

After that day, It didn’t take his friends long to realize why Asahi had changed. He wasn’t exactly hiding his adoration for you.

He was laughing a little too much at your stupid jokes, he was always walking you home after school so that you would “get home safely.”, he was bringing you a treat every Friday, because he knows that when your Chem teacher has your tests scheduled for.

Asahi was smitten with you. He loved you, point blank, period.

He’d known it for a while.

Is it because I think you love me too?

He’d known the day that you snorted when he made you laugh, he knew when you “fell” down with him when he slipped in the cafeteria, he knew when he first met your eye and you smiled at him.

I wonder why, I love you like I do, like I do.

All these little things.

What did they mean?

They’re just casual things that happen to people! You’re a kind person, you would’ve done it for anyone. But something within him still made his heart pound and his face heat up. What if you did like him?

I told my friends that we would never part.

As the three third years met once again, as they have every Friday, the Ace’s nerves seemed to be at an apex. He was going to ask for help with making you his partner, he just didn’t know where to start.

“Guys I got a confession to make.” Asahi said quietly, interrupting the absolute silence of the library.

Daichi and Suga looked up at him with just a tinge of anxiety in their minds.

Asahi sighed out a breath, “I’m-“

“Plotting against the vice principal?” Daichi asked in a teasing manner.

“What? No I’m-“

“Harboring a fugitive in your backyard?” Suga interrupted

“Suga no! I’m-“

“A secret agent?”

“Daichi!”

“Sorry, sorry.” The captain chuckled, “Go ahead.”

“I think I’m in love…” the ace sighed, “with (Y/N).”

The other two third years turned to each other and blinked slowly, smiles plastered across their features.

“Nooooo. Really?” Suga asked, feigning innocence.

“We never could’ve guessed.” Daichi teased, chuckling heartily.

“We’ll fine then!” Asahi pouted, sucking the inside of his cheek in annoyance, “I won’t tell you guys anything ever again.”

They often said that you would break my heart.

I wonder why they think that we will part, we will part.

“We’re only teasing you, Asahi.” Daichi replied with a small snort, “What’s your plan now?”

“What?”

“I mean where do you want to go from here?” The captain quirked a brow, staring at his spiker.

Asahi grew slightly agitated, “Stop asking me such open ended questions! You know how indecisive I am!”

“Hey, hey! Just think about it.” Daichi rose his hands in defense, “Are you really sure? I mean look at how much you’ve changed since you met them-“

“And I’ve only changed for the better!” Asahi replied matter-of-factly, “I know that you’re worried you’re gonna lose me, but I was friend married to both of you first so.”

Sugawara rose his hand to cover his mouth as giggles leaked out of it.

“I’m trying to be genuine here!”

Daichi soon followed as a strand of laughs fell from him too.

“You guys are assholes. This is spouse harassment.”

And after waiting for his friends to fall out of their fits of laughter, that were a bit too loud for the library, Asahi finally got the advice he wanted.

When you're with me, I'm sure you're always true.

When Asahi invited you to join him and the team on their weekly outing, you were delighted to be considered.

Unbeknownst to you, this was all an elaborate scheme among the third years to get the ace to confess to you.

“Okay but who even chose to go to the park?” Nishinoya whined, flopping dramatically against his bus seat partner, Tanaka.

“Relax, Noya. It’ll be fun!” You cooed, turning around and sticking your tongue out at him.

“Ehhh. Alright alright.” The libero replied in an amused tone, “oh look we’re here!”

The team all filed off of the bus and across the park, each member being engrossed in a new aspect of the nature, you decided to go off toward a sunflower field on a hill.

When I'm away, I wonder what you do.

“Guys this is it!” Asahi beamed, clearly giddy about his friends’ plan for success.

“Well, go catch up with them! We’ll be up in a few!” Suga replied, matching his excitement.

The ace ran happily up the hill, and through the field, scanning the area to find you.

You, however, had already taken heed to settle yourself among the flowers and in the field.

Asahi carefully trudged in the field, eager to find you and execute his plan.

There was no need to search, you had just been waiting to pounce on your friend.

I wonder why I'm sure you're always true.

Asahi broke into laughter, that was bright and bubbly, as you perked up behind two sunflowers, using them as googly eyes.

As you joined his laughter, the other third years watched in hopes of his wishes coming true.

“Haha! Geez, I love you.” Asahi says breathily, wiping a tear from his eye.

Always true…

Suga and Daichi almost physically facepalmed… nice going, Asahi.

“I- w- uh- i mean-“

“I- w- uh-“ you teased, grabbing both of his hands and planting a feather-light kiss on his lips.

“Well… he used the wrong method, but got the correct result.” Suga whispered to Daichi.

In which the captain replied, “S’like Hinata in math class.“

Suga’s eyes widened as he slapped a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing at the tender moment. He pushed Daichi along with him and made his way toward the second years.

As you broke apart from the heartfelt moment, you felt your cheeks heat up quickly.

Did you really just do that??

Before you knew it, Asahi was trying his best to keep himself from losing it. He was snickering visibly, chest heaving and eyes squeezed shut.

“To think I had this whole pick up line, that Daichi picked out for me, and you just kiss me right when I’m up at the bat.” The ace said with a bit of a struggle.

“Oh please, tell me the, most likely shitty, pickup line.”

“You’re under arrest!” He cooed, poking at your shoulder, “for stealing my heart.”

“Pffffff- oh…. oh god… that, that was awful.”

And soon enough, your lovely duo exploited into amused laughter, still holding each other’s hands.

It seemed that laughter was the thing that had brought you two the closest together.

Whether it was the secret chuckles between your overly comedic matchmakers, or your own loud and proud belly laughs at each others’ shenanigans.

He wondered why.

And it was always you…

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[kozu-chan]

since i can't get sour out of my head, here's a series of fics inspired by the songs on the album.

started: august 20, 2021

finished:

status: working on traitor

brutal (platonic! sakusa x reader)

keeping up with a society that expects you to be perfect is exhausting in every way possible. you're so lucky to have found someone who relates to navigate this brutal world with.

traitor (daichi x reader -> daichi x michimiya)

look, daichi didn't mean to move on so quickly. but of course, you should have seen the signs over the course of the end of your dying relationship.

drivers license (akaashi x reader)

once you get your license, you're excited until you realize how much you miss the person who taught you how to drive...

1 step forward, 3 steps back (ushijima x reader)

it's hard being in such a toxic relationship with ushijima. he's always been so sweet and he's always there for you. you love him so much, but is he really worth all the tears and hurt he gives you?

deja vu (kuroo x reader -> kuroo x alisa)

ever since kuroo moved on and started dating, you can't help but see the similarities between you and her...

good 4 u (kageyama x reader -> kageyama x hinata)

you really can't help but feel bitter and angry once you find out that your emotionally distant boyfriend ex boyfriend is happier and more successful with his new boyfriend.

enough for you (tendou x reader)

there's not much more that you can take from tendou. you love him so much but you just can't keep dealing with his harsh words and projected insecurities.

happier (iwaizumi x reader -> iwaizumi x oikawa)

after a month without your ex boyfriend, you discover that he's now with his best friend and you can't help but be a little bit bitter as you reminisce.

jealousy, jealousy (platonic! oikawa x reader)

you and oikawa are definitely more alike than you thought. you both bond over your jealousy. he's jealous of kageyama and ushijima's volleyball skills while you're jealous of your perfect sister and seemingly perfect peers.

favorite crime (atsumu x reader)

of course, everyone told you not to fall for the notorious heartbreaker - miya atsumu. but of course, you didn't listen. you did all you could to win him over only to get your heart broken, just as they said.

hope ur ok (platonic! tsukishima x reader & hinata x reader)

in which you wonder how two of your childhood friends are doing. one developed trust issues and the other struggles to achieve his dreams.