#fukurodani x y/n

[ya9amicide]

♡ anime masterlist ♡

pov: your camera roll if you were part of the fukurodani vbc.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

The Haikyuu Boys of Karasuno, Fukurodani.

and Inarizaki

Manager has Big Breed Dogs

Karasuno x GN reader; Fukurodani x GN reader; Inarizaki x GN reader

Warnings: none!

AN: This is an Anon request!

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Karasuno

Fukurodani

Honestky they would fit in with a pack of dogs 🤚🏻

Please they are so chaotic it's unreal

Honestly that's probably what attracted them to you

The fact that it wasn't much different than tending to you pack of big dogs 😅

For example 🙌🏻

You're dogs like praise and so does Kageyama, Hinata, Tanaka and Noya

You're dogs like to run- hey so does Hinata and Kageyama!

You have to scold them- please Daichi understands!

Literally you don't even have to turn the dog owner in you off when you are managing Karasuno

So when you being one of your big babies to practice with you

Let's just say everyone loses their mind!

Hinata and your dog will totally chase volleyballs all afternoon

When Kageyama tosses and your dog actually manages to somehow send the ball over the next 🤚🏻

"Wow he better than Hinata"- Kags

"HEY!"- Hinata

Noya will probably stare at the dog because there is a chance it could be taller than him 😭

Tanaka sees how much attention your dog gets from Kiyoko and pls he's so jealous

Asahi is a bit nervous so he keeps his distance

Daichi is just happy that everyone seems go be working hard

"YN can you bring you dog tomorrow too?"- Hinata 🤩

"We'll see"- you giving g him a head pat

Please he's so excited YN

Inarizaki

Honestly nobody is surprised you own big dogs

And coincidentally the mystery of how you are so good with Bokuto is finally solved 🤣

Bokuto is just like Hinata, a dog in human form

He has endless energy, ther eis so much jumping and he eats like he's been starved to deal

Plus he's an expert a puppy eyes and loves praise

Bokuto 👉🏻 Golden Retriever energy

So when Akaashi and Bokuto see you walking your massive dogs, Bokuto is so excited!

Please you were headed to the dog park when they spotted you

"OH MY GOD YN YOU HAVE HUGE DOGS! CAN I PET THEM PLEASSEEEEE"- Bokuto

Your dogs have already taken to Bokuto 🤚🏻

They can sense his energy

"Wiuld you guys like to walk with me to the dog park?- You

"HEY HEY HEY LETS GO!"- Bokuto leading the way

Maybe Akaashi should consider a leash 🤔

At the dog park, Bokuto is so in his element

Please fetch involves him racing the dog to see whose faster

Then having a conversation with said dog

"You were a a second faster but ill get you next time"- Bokuto

Your dog 👉🏻👁👅👁

Akaashi is happy just to sit and watch

He's like a proud parent in a way

Plus he's ecstatic Bokuto is getting his energy out

"Ok it's time to go"- you say calling your dogs

"AWE YN ALREADY"- Bokuto 😫

"I'll tell you what- if Akaashi says it's ok, you can come with me tomorrow! How does that sound?"- You

"AKKKKAAAAASSSHHHIIII PLEASE CAN I???"- Bokuto on his knees begging

"Sure why not"- Akaashi

"HEY HEY HEY- DID YOU HESR THAT DOGGOS!"- Bokuto

Please he's so previous I can't 😭

They are very pack like

They travel in a group, arrive in a group and leave in a group 💅🏼

They are also very strong and very devoted

Much like your dogs are

I honestly can say this is a team of all dog people

The only one that gives cat energy is Suna

But I still think he'd appreciate a dog

So when you just happen to be running late and have to bring your dogs to practice, say less

When the team goes on a run, they take your dogs with them

Kita appreciates their ability to keep pace

And also their ability to fetch things like towels and waterbottles

Atsumu is a bit jealous of how much attention you give your giant companions

Please- he'd be having a staring contest with them 😫

Atsumu 👉🏻😐😑

Dogs 👉🏻👁👅👁

The dogs won 😏

You're dogs become besties with Aran!

I'm convinced everyone likes Aran 👏🏻

They will rest their heads on Suna when he rests

Man is quickly changing to a dig person

You're dogs will sit by you when you keep score and help you round up the stray volleyballs

Michinari loves to help with receiving the balls!

Osamu loves how much glaring Atsumu is doing at the dogs 🤣

It's Kita who asks you to being them back

"Of course I will! They enjoyed it"- you 🤗

"This isn't over dog"- Atsumu

Your dog 👉🏻👁👅👁

🤦‍♀️ ignore him YN, he's just jealous 💅🏼

[satorisoup]

PUT YOUR HEAD ON MY SHOULDER .ᐟ

ft. hq boys and their acts of intimacy <3

cw : fluff + sfw. timeskip! setting. mentions of bathing together.

ᰔ BOKUTO + BUBBLE BATHS

even though he may be a little too burly to fit comfortably with you in the tub, and it takes a couple minutes to get situated without getting squashed, bokuto loves to bathe with you. he enjoys running the warm water, not too hot, not too cold, but just right. he’ll mix in a nice scented soap that makes bubbles rise high in the bathtub, lavender and citrus you can smell in the mist of your bathroom. he’ll hold your hands under the water, and maybe splash you a couple times, but he shows he cares with the delicate touches he leaves on your skin as he washes away the worries of the world with a sponge of suds. he’ll lather your hair in your favorite shampoo, careful to not snag any knots, and rinse the strands with such gentleness you can barely even feel it. and when you’re all done, he’ll wrap you in a warm towel, snug and clean while he kisses your damp cheeks with a huge smile.

ᰔ KITA + FLOWERS

kita vowed that when he started dating you, he would never allow a week to go by without your vase being filled with a new bouquet. he’ll come home to you, new flowers wrapped in the palm of his hands as he kisses you hello. he loves the the way you get excited, eyes twinkling at the delicate petals and floral scent as you thank him over and over. he’ll watch you with a fond smile as you carefully take them in your grasp, setting them into a pretty vase that makes your home light up with color. he won’t let you see the flowers die, always keeping one for himself so he knows when it’s time to replace them. he’ll always tell you the meaning of the bouquet he got, or leave a pretty note tied around the stems. he buys a different type of flower every time, because he knows you’ll enjoy the variety. he adores you just as much as you adore the beautiful flowers.

ᰔ ATSUMU + MASSAGING YOU

atsumu has talented hands from years of playing volleyball, and he puts them to good use when you complain that you’re sore. he’ll knead at the expanse of your skin, smiling to himself as you sigh in content. he’ll rub away the tiredness of your muscles, gentle but calculated touches everywhere you could need. he likes to hold your hands in his, massaging from your fingers all the way up to your arms, and back down to your hands again. he’ll lay your sock-clad feet in his lap, squeezing and rubbing the ache away with his fingers. he’ll sit you on his lap, massaging the discomfort of your cramping shoulders until your melting into his touch. he won’t be rough, making sure his touch is tender and soft while he works the knots out. he kindly kisses your skin when he’s done, and feels that it’s a mission accomplished when you tell him you feel much better.

ᰔ OSAMU + FEEDING YOU

as long as osamu is around, you will always have a full plate. he’s always in the kitchen, a small and sacred book of his ma’s recipes standing proud on an easel. you don’t remember the last time you’ve heard your stomach grumble, because he’s already sliding a bowl your way. he loves how domestic it feels, to use the recipes he once enjoyed as a kid and serve them to you on a silver platter. he likes that you’re his personal taste tester, giving him a thumbs up with full cheeks as you chew. when your sick, he’ll insist on feeding you, hot spoon of soup between his fingers, his hand cusped at the bottom to catch any that falls. he’ll wake you up in the early mornings to tell you the food is ready, and sometimes surprise you with breakfast in bed. he’ll kiss your chubbed cheeks as you munch on one of his special onigiris, and ask you if you want another until your belly is full.

ᰔ AKAASHI + READING TO YOU

akaashi enjoys reading to you every chance he gets. a book held in the palms of his hands, licking his thumb every time he turns the page. he’ll have you curled up to his side, or sat between his legs, as he reads aloud the words imprinted on the page. he’ll add emotion to his voice at the important parts, and he’ll glance at your face to see your reaction. his voice is soft and soothing as he reads, occasionally moving his hand towards your hair to gently caress the top of your head. when it’s nighttime, he reads to you almost as if it’s a bedtime story, bedside lamp warming the room with it’s light as he flips through the pages. chapter after chapter he brings you closer to sleep, pages like a lullaby of prompts and fiction. he’ll pause when he notices your reactions have gone silent, breathing evened out as you lulled into a quiet slumber. he’ll smile as he puts a bookmark between the spine, already anticipating tomorrow when he can continue to read you the next chapter.

[kairismess]

request from: @bluebunny780 on my @kairiscorner acc !

nekoma

nekoma would love having a foreign manager around, they do feel sorry for the chaos they're capable of and hope you don't get too exhausted bc of them though 😭😭😭

the team loves hearing stories about your family and your home country, and hearing your language and experiencing your culture!

they all go crazy when you bring them some homemade delicacies, especially authentic food that originated from your home country.

sometimes fukurodani, i mean bokuto, comes by to steal some of it, but we'll get to him later

the team members also love it when you teach them basic words in your language, they make it a point to use them when thanking you or greeting you when it's your native language, to make you feel that they do appreciate you and your culture :>

fukurodani

they were all intrigued by you and your foreign heritage tbh, they all had so many questions :'>

they wanted to make you feel part of their team, which is practically their family as well, and get to know as much as they could about you and your culture the longer the time they spent with you.

bokuto absolutely LOVES the cuisines you make, whenever you bring some over, it's gone in a minute bc bokuto snarfed it all down and is hoping you made seconds 😭😭😭

and yes, if you knew how to speak english well, bokuto would definitely ask you to say something in english :')) the ohio example got me

inarizaki

they would also love having a foreign manager on the team! though no matter who you are, the miya twins will give you severe migraines with their antics 😭😭😭

i like to think that atsumu tries to speak your native language all confidently, even though his grammar and vocabulary are just ... very wrong, trying to rizz you up while looking like an absolute dumbass doing it.

osamu is so interested in the cuisines your culture has, HE WANTS TO LEARN HOW TO COOK ALL YOUR FAVORITE MEALS FOR YOU SO HE CAN SURPRISE YOU ONE DAY !!

kita takes the time to learn more about you and your culture as a way to get closer to you and for you two to build mutual trust. he's literally the mom of the team, so he defends you from the team's chaos all the time, reminding everyone to please pull themselves together and not act like children for ONCE 😭😭😭

he apologizes to you when they get too much or overwhelm you, he hopes you'll stick around and help you get them (the twins) under control <:)

[kairiscorner]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ loverboy kotaro bokuto headcanons.

loverboy bokuto is very vocal about how attractive he finds you. he may not be the most articulate boy out there, but he never fails to compliment you every chance he gets. his smile is the icing on the cake, though–he looks a little brighter when he calls you pretty, beautiful, gorgeous, handsome, or just... "woah".

loverboy bokuto isn't one to focus on the physical aspects of the object of his affections too much. sure, he finds you drop dead gorgeous–but your looks weren't the only reason this big goofball fell head over heels in love with you.

loverboy bokuto adores seeing you smile and cheer for the team; it's enough to send him out of his mood swings and get back to being his 120%, giving it his all just to be able to say that today's match–his awesome spikes, receives, plays–they were all for you, the love of his life.

loverboy bokuto tries to be the perfect textbook suitor for you, getting you flowers and taking you to and from school, treating you to your favorite snacks when you're feeling hungry, showing you off to others because he feels so lucky being with you, never asking for you to be anyone else because you are simply too perfect for him to handle...

loverboy bokuto is also not the convention textbook suitor he hopes to be, though. he does all those things for you, but in the most chaotic, over-the-top, and extra ways he can think of. the team's already very aware of how great, amazing, and perfect you are; bokuto never fails to run his mouth of just gushing about you, you, you, and you.

loverboy bokuto rushes to your home, nearly screams to you a good morning, and smiles with the brightness of the sun on his sweet face–it's clear, he's a morning person when he's able to come take you to school.

loverboy bokuto doesn't go to fancy floral shops to get you flowers, he honestly just picks up the prettiest ones he happens upon on his way to pick you up. there's something really charming about the assorted garden flowers he picks up for you, even if they've got fresh dirt and some roots on them, the way he beams when he hands them to you, the way the colors just pop when you take a look at the bouquet he put together for you... it's sweet, very sweet of him; you can't help but fall for him a little more when he does it, and he does–every single day, to the point that the neighbors complain that he's kind of the reason why their flowerbeds are messed up.

loverboy bokuto gets demotivated easily when he hasn't seen you in a few hours. being a class away from you is like being light-years away from you–he can't focus in class, can't eat his lunch, can't even muster a, "hey, hey, hey!" let alone spike and give his 120% during practice when he hasn't seen you. he gets all mopey and emotional, and he just misses you dearly that he forgets how to function.

loverboy bokuto immediately cheers up and smiles from ear-to-ear, gets all jumpy and optimistic when you finally show up. he gets all clingy around you, not wanting to be away from you ever again, at least until practice is over and you two can head home together. he loves having you sit your pretty little butt down and watch him spike and win points during practice–because you're the reason he's all fired up now. he can finally scream his, "hey, hey, hey!" and point at you, telling you that was for you–asking you how cool he looked like that, smiling and chuckling to himself just how gorgeous his little lover is.

loverboy bokuto constantly searches for you in the crowds, hoping that among all who scream his name, you're there, too. the only reason he's giving it his all isn't just because he loves the sport, the euphoric feeling of spiking a ball down, getting over tall walls in front of him–but it's because he loves it when you're proud of him. and when he sees you, among all the faces in the crowd... he feels his chest flutter, his smile growing wider, a blush across his face as he screams to akaashi to toss to him once more for his beloved to watch him give it his all and win this match; because he wants to give you a reason to be proud of your dopey, adorable loverboy.

[dabiekql]

HQ Akaashi - Y/N Getting in Accident (Angst to Fluff)

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Imagine Y/n getting into an accident that she had to be hospitalized, but it just happened to be when Akaashi was out of town due to work. Y/n debates whether or not she should contact and inform Akaashi about her situation, but she decided to go against it since she didn't want to bother him. Also, it wasn't like she was dying, she should be released soon. She thought it wasn't much of a big deal.

However, her being silent doesn't mean that Akaashi won't be informed of her situation. She forgot about that part that she was shock when her door opened with a loud bang, revealing Akaashi who was out of breath.

"Keiji...?" Y/n called out his name in shock. "What are you doing here? How about work? How did you know I was here?"

When Akaashi looked up, Y/n bit her lips and looked away from him. She saw how he was at the verge of breaking down. She didn't mean to cause him any worries. She felt fine, so she didn't contact him, but apparently that wasn't what Akaashi wanted.

"Why...?" Akaashi mumbled as he approached her. When y/n looked at him hesitantly, he kneeled beside her bed and held her hands tightly. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Y/n opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't really form any words as she didn't know what to say exactly. Should she be honest? Or should she apologize first?

At her hesitation, Akaashi's grip tightened. "Am I that unreliable? Am I nothing to you?"

"No, of course not!" Y/n said in a hurry. "I... I just... I'm sorry..."

At her apology, Akaashi let out a shaky breath before speaking. "Please... Do you know how I felt when I heard from someone else that you were in an accident? The fact that I wasn't there for you as soon as you woke up, it just broke my heart..."

"I'm sorry, Keiji..." Y/n said in a low voice. "I just didn't want to bother you since you were out of town and I felt fine, so I thought it wasn't significant."

"Everything about you is significant... So please, don't keep these things from me. Tell me..." Akaashi said with pleading voice. "I want to be there for you. To be able to support you, to be someone you can rely on. I want to be your pillar."

Y/n felt her eyes turning teary at his words as she nodded. At her actions, Akaashi sighed in relief before hugging her tightly.

It was like everything went back to normal after this incident, but this somewhat have traumatized Akaashi that he developed the habit to video call rather than messaging her since she can just lie through text. But he will still message her even more frequently to check up on her and tries not to go out of town, making sure he was beside her. At the same time, he will take care of her even more than he used to, keeping a hawk eye on her.

[lujingheswife]

i’ll find you, you’ll find me.

summary: you found yourself in the world of haikyuu, and spent time with your favourite character.

featuring: your favourite character!

word count: 1536

cw: gn!reader, you teleported into the world of haikyuu, happy ending, angsty in between but i’m a fluff writer so dont worry, intentional lowercase, not proofread

author’s notes: wrote this in june 2020 !! found it in my drafts so might as well publish it hehe

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

it hadn't been long since you found yourself in another dimension — the haikyuu dimension. it felt like a dream to you, yet whatever you did you just wouldn't wake up.

was it really real? you thought to yourself, pacing around your fictional room not missing the sight of your uniform in front of you.

every haikyuu fan has a favourite character, just like you. you were indeed surprised at the sight of the uniform of your favourite school hanging neatly against the wall. sighing, you had no choice but to wear your uniform and head to school.

you realized your character was simply an average student in the school, so you need not to care about your popularity or loneliness. you were curious as it seemed to be your first day of school since it was the start of a new school year. since you're a first year, you didn't have to worry about friends.

yet your curiosity overwhelmed you and your legs automatically found their way towards the school's volleyball gym. before you could process your head, a familiar voice called out to you, “hello there.”

your head snapped up as your gaze met a pair of familiar eyes, one you had always admired his appearance on screen. it felt like a dream, realizing your favourite character actually talking to you — in front of you — in your favourite anime dimension. or was it really a dream...?

“hello?”

you flinched, shaking your head furiously before stuttering a reply, “h-hello! i'm sorry — u-uhm, is it okay if i apply as a team manager?”

again, you totally did not think twice before uttering that sentence.

he stared at you with curiosity, his gaze not breaking away from yours. after an unexpected staring competition, he smiled. “sure — i'll get the form immediately,” he replied. afterwards he lead you into the gym, showing you around on the way to fetch the application form introducing himself at the same time.

‘of course i know who you are,’ you thought to yourself. your eyes never left his figure, admiring his profile. for the nth time, you felt like it was a dream

he looked much more attractive up close.

☾ ⋆ * ･ ゚: ⋆ * ･ ゚: ✧ * ⋆. *: ･ ﾟ ✧ .: ⋆ * ･ ゚: .⋆ ☾

what seemed like weeks passed by and you were still in the same dimension, not once waking up to reality. the topic of being in a dream that once worried you seemed to have been forgotten by you, as if you truly belonged in the dimension you found yourself into. slowly, your relationship with him developed further and you became a pair.

you once looked at him for being so good looking, a personality that you loved, born with talent and bonus point for being your favourite fictional character. now looking at the sleeping boyfriend in front of you with his head rested on his crossed arms, you brought out a hand as you reached out, gently grazing his cheek with the back of your index finger.

you loved everything about him.

“if i were from a different dimension, how would you react?” you asked in a whisper, careful not to stir him awake. you looked around your surroundings, the quiet library where your boyfriend would accompany you study once every week; the scenery through the tinted windows with the muffled sounds of pouring rain cutting the usual silence; and the man you wished had not been a fictional character sleeping with inaudible snores, including the visible bags under his eyes from practicing.

there were very few students today, as they quietly studied for the upcoming finals. months had passed since you found yourself in the dimension away from reality, you never once returned and you had nearly forgotten about it.

“i don't want to wake up from this — if only you weren't fictional, and if only we were meant to be together in the same world,” you whispered as a cracked sob escaped from your lips that couldn't help but quiver at the memories you had with him.

looking at how peaceful your boyfriend looked, you had to smile as a tear managed to escape. you softly called out to his name, the name you wished you could call forever, adding an “i love you” to finish the sentence.

at the end of the day, he couldn't get your words out of his head. he heard everything, and he wanted to talk to you about it.

he never wanted to lose you either.

☾ ⋆ * ･ ゚: ⋆ * ･ ゚: ✧ * ⋆. *: ･ ﾟ ✧ .: ⋆ * ･ ゚: .⋆ ☾

tomorrow marked one year since you arrived in the fictional dimension. you were currently in his room, relaxing on his bed as he did his homework. was it the right time to talk about it? you pondered. it was rare for you to be quiet in times like this, and he probably figured out what you were thinking.

“when did you arrive here?” he asked, snapping you out of your endless thoughts leaving you in confusion.

“what do you mean?” you replied, “didn't you invite me here this morning?”

he brought his eyes to gaze into yours. “i mean, this dimension — the one you said fictional.”

his words caught you by surprise, making you wonder when did he found out. “how did you—”

“i'm sorry,” he replied, “i overheard you mentioning it that day in the library..”

it was when you finally realized — tomorrow would mark one year since you found yourself in the haikyuu dimension. now thinking about it, anxiety slowly rised into your head.

what if tonight would mark the last night for you to spend your time here?

your shaky pupils met his worrying ones. “are you okay?” he asked worriedly, rising from his seat to approach your trembling figure. you couldn't help but watch as his arms wrapped themselves around you, pulling you closer to him in an embrace. the tears wanting to escape began pouring out, dripping from your cheeks as they fell between him and you.

‘i don't want to leave.’

‘please don't leave.’

you didn't know how long had it been since you stayed in the same position, holding each other close. with a shaky breath, you began explaining everything; how you found yourself in the dimension and the world you originally belonged — the reality you had to face.

“maybe this would be the last day for me to be here,” you whispered.

he stayed quiet the whole time, not knowing what to say after hearing your explanations. he tried to process your words one by one, wanting to believe such a miracle exist for him and you.

he held you tighter in his arms as he called out to your name, repeating them before finding his tears overflowing as they streamed down his cheeks.

“i promise you,” he began, “i promise you, that i'll find you in our next life. i may be a fictional character in your world, and you will disappear from my world one day, but that won't change a thing. i love you, i love you and i love you —”

he pulled away from you, allowing some space in between as he cupped your face. slowly and gently, he tilted your face up to face him. he could only stare into your glassy eyes, still glistening from the tears. “i promise that in our next life, i'll find you and you'll find me.”

you smiled. “i promise that in our next life, i'll find you and you'll find me.” you repeated his words as your pinkies intertwined into a pinky promise.

you spent your night in his arms, talking about the possible future you might have in your next life, and recalling the memories you shared with him in his world.

the next morning, you were gone in his arms — as if you never existed in first place.

☾ ⋆ * ･ ゚: ⋆ * ･ ゚: ✧ * ⋆. *: ･ ﾟ ✧ .: ⋆ * ･ ゚: .⋆ ☾

as you tried to chase after your pet, it stopped right in front of a stranger as it clung onto him lovingly. “i-i'm sorry! i hope it doesn't cause you any trouble,” you panted, stopping next to it as you bowed deeply in front of the stranger who didn't utter a word.

“s-sir?” you called out, confused at his silence. you stood straight as you met the gaze of the familiar looking stranger who stared at you with wide eyes.

as if everything crashed upon you, you stared at him in surprise, your heart aching at the lingering familiarity upon your first meeting.

‘i found you.’

you had never met him before, yet why were you crying?

you both began to walk together as you exchanged greetings and numbers, your pet leading the way towards where it wanna be. what was important, though, was that you both recalled a certain memory from a previous life.

“i promise that in our next life, i'll find you and you'll find me.”

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

[bakugokemkatsuki]

I "Hate" You

Kenma Kozume (Haikyuu) x Reader

**Genre: Fluff?? **Key: Y/N- Your Name **Note: Your Nekoma's Manager in this though its not stated **Word Count: 339 **Part 2 confession

It wasn’t a secret to anyone; you and Kenma do NOT get along. You were always finding something to fight with him about. Everyone grew to ignore it for the most part but occasionally, it was unavoidable and had to be addressed. Today was no different. Today was a practice match between Fukurodani and Nekoma. Right after the first match you were talking with the team pointing out things they could improve and praising them for things they did great. When it came to Kenma you were talking about how you noticed him slacking, which led to yet another fight Kuroo ended up having to step in. You walked over to Bokuto and were talking with him and take a break from the situation. “Hey hey hey Y/N. What’s up?” “Hey Bokuto. Just another fight with Kenma, the usual.” “Y/N I was wondering. Why do you fight with Kenma so much? It seems as of you hate him.” Deciding now is as good as time as ever and there was no better person to tell then Bokuto, you decided to get the truth off your chest. “Honestly… Because I like him..” “OM-” “Shh Bokuto” “Sorry… Y/N why are you telling me this?  You should be telling him.” “Honestly, I only told you because if no one would believe you if you told them.” “RUDE Y/N” “I just don’t think I’m quite ready for him to know yet is all.” “Yea I get that. I can tell he likes you too. Kuroo and I have talked about it before.” “YOU WHAT?” “Shoot I wasn’t supposed to tell you that.” After that the matches resumed, of course you still had a fight or two with Kenma before it was all over, but these were different and Bokuto could see that. He just hoped you two would confess soon before it drove everyone else crazy. The sparks were obvious to everyone, though no one would say anything. Talking to Bokuto really helped. You figured you’d confess soon and you couldn’t be happier.

[astrialuvs]

"Timeless Gift"

➻ SYNOPSIS : Akaashi Keiji doesn't mind celebrating his birthday late, as long as your with him.

➻ PAIRING : akaashi keiji x reader

➻ GENRE : fluff, established relationship

➻ WORD COUNT :

a/n: this is a repost from my old account, so if ever you find this scenario familiar, then probably you've read it ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ).

You tried everything that you could do to get out of work early and rush home to your shared home with Akaashi. Today was no ordinary day; it was his birthday, a special day in your heart. Nonetheless, despite your best efforts, work demands held you captive, stretching time as if to test your patience.

Your boss gave you additional paperwork, further tying you to your desk. A frustrated sigh escaped your lips, your thoughts drifting to Akaashi and the quiet celebration you had planned for him. He understood the nature of your job, but you wished you could be there with him, sharing his joy.

You quickly messaged Akaashi, apologizing for the delay and explaining the scenario at hand. His words were a soothing balm to your worries, and his response was as understanding as ever. "Take your time, love. I'll be here, waiting for you."

You rushed out of the office to catch the bus, your thoughts racing with plans for the evening ahead. The sun had long since departed, leaving the sky in the embrace of the night. The moon basked in its silvery glow, bestowing a delicate radiance on the surroundings. The familiar lampposts seemed to direct your steps as you dashed towards the house, your heart thumping with excitement.

As you walked into your house, the soft glow of the kitchen light greeted you, and the aroma of a home-cooked meal filled the air. Your gaze was drawn to Akaashi, who sat on a stool at the kitchen counter with a tablet in hand and a small cake in front of him. The sight of him, surrounded by the warm ambiance of the room and his efforts for the evening, melted away the day's stress.

"I'm home!" you declared, your voice tinged with relief and excitement.

Akaashi's gaze lifted from his tablet, his blue eyes locking onto yours. A genuine smile appeared on his lips, a silent reassurance that you were exactly where you belonged. He rose from the stool, taking measured steps to close the gap between you.

"I'm sorry-" A sigh escaped your lips as he cut you off, wrapping his arms around you in a gentle embrace, and you nestled into his warmth. His hand found its way to your hair, his fingers gently combing through the strands. He kissed the crown of your head softly, which felt both comforting and intimate.

You looked up at him, your gaze meeting his with regret and affection. You found solace in Akaashi's gaze, which held an understanding that went beyond words.

"It's okay, (Y/N)," he reassured you, his thumb gently tracing a line along your cheekbone. "I know how demanding your work can be."

As his words washed over you, the weight of the day seemed to lighten. You leaned into his touch, your heart aching from his unwavering support.

As he held you close, your gaze was drawn to your left hand, where the gleaming engagement ring graced your finger. It was a testament to your shared journey and a promise to spend the rest of your lives together. Akaashi's presence, patience, and love were the constants that kept you grounded in times like these.

"Keiji, happy birthday," you said softly, your voice full of genuine affection.

For a brief moment, Akaashi's grip on you tightened. His grip was a silent confirmation of his emotions. He leaned in for a tender kiss, his lips brushing against your brow. "Thank you, (Y/N). Having you here is the best gift I could ever receive."

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and the stresses of the day faded into insignificance. The bond you shared with Akaashi was unbreakable, forged through comprehension, patience, and love. He knew that being with you was the truest form of celebration, as you looked at him.

"Let's make the most of the time we have," he gently stated, his gaze never leaving yours.

You curled your lips into a soft smile and nodded.

So the two of you set out on an evening filled with laughter, shared stories, and the comfort of being in each other's company. Akaashi's delicious meal was savored slowly, each bite signifying your appreciation for the love and effort he put into it.

As the night progressed, you realized that, while your arrival had been delayed, the essence of the celebration had not changed. The day was complete with Akaashi by your side, and the love you shared transcended the limitations of time.

You knew that each moment spent together was a gift worth cherishing as you looked into Akaashi's eyes, his gaze creating the promise of many more celebrations in the future.aka

[oikharou]

"WHO's GOOD LOOKING?!"

you saw a prank on tiktok and decided to try it on your lovely, baby boyfriend...

with: bokuto koutarou

note: gn!reader, short fic | NOT PROOFREAD!

genre: fluff, crack and romance

:decided to write this after being inspired by THIS tiktok!! i definitely saw our lovely owlhead on that one so i thought, 'why not write about this?!'

You comb your hair with your hands to look a bit presentable in front of your phone camera and pat down your t-shirt all while sitting down on the dining chair. You saw a couple on tiktok where the woman is pranking her boyfriend by saying that a 'guy' in tiktok is so handsome and made her boyfriend come running towards her. You thought that it was cute and definitely thought that Bokuto will fit this.

You then start to record and purposely made your voice loud enough for him to hear you from your shared bedroom, "Oh my gosh! This guy is sooo good looking!!"

Silence...

You mentally raised an eyebrow and waited for 2 seconds before yelling again, "Ah! He's so lovely!! I love him so much!" After you said that, you heard loud and running footsteps so you mentally prepared yourself and tried your best not to laugh. Bokuto's head peeked out from the corner of the wall, "Who's good looking?!" He whisper-yelled to you, which you were sure that it was caught in the video.

"This guy in the video! I swear, it's too early to be this handsome!" Your endless compliments made his hair deflate and a pout formed on his face. "Who?" He repeated once more, testing you to be even more specific.

"I'm sorry, this guy is insanely attractive like, excuse me Mr, but why are you so handsome?!"

"Baaaby!! Whooo~?" You swore that he sounded like an owl right then and there. He walked towards you with his back slumped over. "Who are you even looking at?"

"This- in my phone! I swear, he's so marry-able and I want to marry him right then and there!" Bokuto got fed up and grabbed your hands to divert your phone in front of him. "Who is this guy that's so good looking and 'soooo' marry-able as well to steal your heart from me-" He got silent as he looked at the phone and realized that it was his reflection on the phone.

"Oh." "It's you." You both said at the same time. His mood instantly brightened and spinned, making you cackle at his antics. "Dang baby, you're right. This guy right there," he pointed at your camera, "is devilishly handsome!"

He then posed and flexed his well built body as well (mostly his butt). "Ooh! You got that cake baby!" You hyped him up and his ego boosted even more. "I know right!"

He then turned on his heels and did a mini dance while walking out. "I repeat, devilishly! D-e-v-i-l-i-s-h-l-y!" He spelled it out. "Watch out, here he comes!" You kept laughing and laughing at his actions before ending the video.

But before Bokuto left to continue playing games with his friends, he popped out of the corner again and blew you a flying kiss.

That night, you edited the video for a little bit before posting it in tiktok. The video got a million views and 150k comments, saying that the two of you are so cute and Bokuto's actions melted their heart.

BONUS: (comments from some hq!! characters)

@oikharou — all rights reserved — no reposting, translating, plagiarizing and claiming any of my works as yours

[sunarintarotea]

bokuto reminds me of homer simpson, do not ask why but i hope someone understands

[moonswolfie]

BONUS: What happened to Bokuto

This fic won't really make sense unless you read the parent work

HERE

so go do that first before reading this

"I'm super sorry... Boss is saying I need to stay. Please take care of the kids for a little longer."

"It's okay... Really, it is!" Bokuto assured you, saying his goodbyes and hanging up the phone.

He turned back to his kids with a blank expression. "Guess what."

"What?" The kids asked in unison.

"We have two extra hours to play around!" his blank face quickly transformed into an excited smile.

Excited "yayyy"s were heard from all three as they ran back outside to play around.

Time passed quickly as they played various games, joyful laughter echoing throughout the backyard.

"Alright, try receiving this! Remember the pose I taught you." Bokuto served the ball gently.

Sumiko ended up receiving it but it flew off into a weird direction, landing high up in the tall tree in the backyard.

"Ah! I'll go-"

"No. I will go." Bokuto stopped her by pressing a hand to her chest and going to climb the tree himself.

It was time to prove himself as the cool and awesome capable dad.

He climbed with vigor, imagining his kids saying "You're so cool!" "You're the best, dad!"

He grinned happily at that thought, now being high up in the tree. He could almost reach the volleyball. Almost taste victory.

"Just... a little... more..." he stepped on a branch to get closer and his hand grazed the volleyball.

But he failed to realise the branch was too thin to support his weight and he tumbled to the ground with a surprised yelp, the volleyball bouncing to the ground next to him.

"Oh my god, dad, are you okay?!" Kaito ran over to his side.

"I'm.... okay...." he said so, but groaned in pain as he got up, mortified.

"Hahahaha!! Dad fell on his butt!!!" Sumiko laughed wildly, pointing a finger at him, making Bokuto blush even harder.

"H-Hey, it's not funny, at all!!" Bokuto pouted, but it only made Sumiko laugh harder.

How embarrasing....

He walked into the house to cool off, Sumiko's laughter fading behind him, glancing at the clock.

CRAP, it was that time already?! You're gonna come home soon and you're gonna scold him if the kids aren't clean!

"Sumiko, Kaito! Let's go in the shower!" he yelled in a panicked voice.

"No!" they yelled in unison.

"Do you want to be scolded then?" Bokuto asked as if he is immune from being reprimanded by you even though he was quite scared of that fate himself.

"No!" the kids ran past him to the bathroom and he followed them, hastily washing both of them and giving them new clothes after.

"Whew.... I thought I was a gonner..." he mumbled to himself as the kids ran downstairs, all clean and ready to watch TV. You aren't home yet.

He sat down next to them, handing them the remote and groaning in exaustion.

He felt himself heat up in embarrasment at the memory of falling down the tree.

All he wanted to do was look cool... Why must the universe hate him...

His frown was apparent and his hair was deflated, his kids settled in his lap, hugging his waist.

"Dad, you're still dirty! You're gonna get scolded..." Kaito yawned, cuddling up into his side and closing his eyes.

"Oh..." he looked around, wincing when he noticed all the dirt around the house and on him. Seems he didn't notice the mess he made while he was in a panic to get the kids cleaned.

Today was going so well, too...

"Kaito, Sumiko, let's go to... bed." he wanted to get the kids in their rooms so he could atleast attempt to clean the mess, but when he looked down both of the kids were already asleep.

"Oh..." he would normally smile and remark how cute the sight was if he wasn't feeling super sad and embarrased right now.

He himself was getting sleepy, even if it seemed like he has infinite energy to others.

He started nodding off himself, quickly turning off the TV before he falls asleep.

"I really wish you were here..." he whispered, closing his eyes.

Bokuto was a tree climber as a kid and no one can convince me otherwise

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🦉 Being Fukurodani's Manager 🦉

Manager with ADHD

Fukurodani x GN reader

Warnings: Swearing

AN: This is part 2 of an Anon request!

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Hear me out for a sec ✋️

You are so good for Bokuto

It's like when you take a dog to the dog park and they get all their energy out

That's what you do for Bokuto

Having ADHD has its perks YN

It can be difficult to function in chaotic places but thankfully, you are completely use to that 😀

When you were first asked to be a manager, it was Akaashi who approached you

He knew you had ADHD because you've been vocal about your struggles

If anyone knows struggles, it's Akaashi 😬

Seriously, he might not have ADHD but dealing with Bokuto just might be worse

I adore that loveable himbo to death but tell me Bokuto wouldn't wear on someone

That's where YN comes in!

Your energy, chaoticness and sometimes lack of self control is a huge benefit to Fukurodani

I mean, they already have two other managers

So like the rest of the team is handled

As for you 👀 well you are specifically there for one Kotaro Bokuto

When Akaashi gets tired, you take over

Bokuto is pretty good at hitting most sets so even if you aren't great, he will make do

You aren't really the greatest at planning but hey, neither is Bokuto 🤗

So when he wants to stay a little later to spike more, you are more than willing to accommodate

The other managers set timers for you to help you stay on task 💅

You aren't the greatest at taking notes, so you main objective is anything physical

Ball retrieval ✔️

Blocking help ✔️

Tossing up balls ✔️

Running after Bokuto ✔️ ✔️

It's nice that your energy matches Bokutos for practice purposes

But not so much for Tournament purposes

I'm on a Nationald kick lately so here we are

🙌🏻Tokyo Nationals🙌🏻

It's almost time for your first match but of course, you have to go to the bathroom

I mean there's just something about using the bathroom in a giant stadium full of trees that resonates with me 🤗

Anyways, you tell your fellow managers you will be tight back

Unbeknownst to you, someone follows you 👀

So when you emerge from the bathroom, you find yourself in a remote part of the stadium

But you also find yourself with Bokuto

Because why not 😄

Seriously ita those bathrooms with the double doors that like lead to different hallways

Those are brutal 😫

"Hey Yn"- Bokuto 🤸‍♂️

"Bokuto what are you doing here?"- you

"I followed you incase you needed help"- Bokuto 😊

"I was going to the bathroom Bo, not running a marathon"- You

"Ok!! Well let's get back-" Bokuto, turning his head in every direction

"Ummm YN- I think we maybe lost"- Bokuto, definitely lost

"Crap"- you, also most definitely lost

Meanwhile 👀

"Ok, it's almost time to line up- wait ✋️ where are Bokuto and YN?" - Coach

Akaashi's eyes practically buldge out of his head 😳

"You cannot be serious right now"- Konoha

"YN went to the bathroom"- Yukie says

"Alone? With Bokuto?"- Washio

"Well shit- time to send out the search parties"- Saruki

Back with YN and Bokuto...

"Bokuto get off the floor, we will be fine"- You

"WEVE BEEN LOST FOR HOURS YN WHAT IF WE MISS THE MATCH?"- Bokuto literally dying on the floor

Pls you are pulling him by his ankle 🤣

"Bokuto we've been gone not even 10 minutes! Will you please get up!"- you

You don't even have time to worry about your ADHD with Bokuto around 😆

It's almost like Bokuto is a magic cure all for aliments because his emo modes trump all

Suddenly your phone rings

"Akaashi, please come help me. Bokuto is laying the floor and I can't move him"- you

"Is he ok?"- Akaashi

"He's Bokuto"- You

"Noted. Send me your location. Be there in a but"- Akaashi

Back with Akaashi

"Maybe we should shout something to find them faster"- Saru

"Ok but what"- Komi

"I got it! HEY HEY-" konoha, stopping to listen

"HEY"- a distant voice

"That was actually a good idea"- Washio

Akaashi and the gang pull up to see Bokuto sprawled on the floor and you just done

"Akaashi is that you! I thought I'd never see you again! Have you grown?"- Bokuto

"Next time I go to the bathroom, I'm bringing someone else"- You, palming your face 🤦‍♀️

"I mean, you and Bokuto are basically walking disasters so that's probably a good idea"- Konoha

Glare at him YN he deserves it 😑

Back in the gym, the game heats up

This is where you shine YN

Your ability to celebrate and get hyped up is beyond compare 🤸‍♀️

Bokuto is in top form and your celebrating is only helping!

Akaashi is so thankful for you 😍

[satorisoup]

SKIN TO SKIN ღ

ft. timeskip! keiji akaashi

cw : fluff. domestic intimacy. mentions of bare chests. petnames ( sweetheart, my love ). @omitea for yousss :3

wc : 771

it’s a quiet night in the shared house of you and your husband. the warm sun has just descended down the horizon, lighting up the night sky with a bright moon and shining stars.

you lay in your large bed, trying to steady your breathing and close your eyes, but to no avail. you rustle in your sheets every few minutes, unable to shake off the unbearable question that’s been fleeting your mind, unsure of how and when to ask it.

akaashi is sat up in your bed, back propped up by a pillow and legs covered by your linen duvet. he’s reading his latest book, hands holding the spine ever so gently when he turns the pages with a lick of his thumb. the bedside lamp illuminates the dark room, cascading onto his face with a golden light. it’s only 8:00, and your husband looks just as beautiful as he always does.

there’s a thought that’s been eating away at your brain, and you really didn’t know how much longer you could take it. you just wanted to feel him, as close as you possibly could, which is what led you to open your mouth and start speaking.

“ keiji. ”

his ears perk up at the sound of your voice, eyes still focused on the book when he responds.

“ yes ? ”

how should you say it ? would it sound too straight forward ? what if it made him uncomfortable or…

“ take off your shirt. ”

oh. well that’s not what you were supposed to say.

“ oh ? ” is what keiji remarks, head now turned to you with his glasses hung low.

“ i mean— um… nevermind. ” you sigh in defeat, crinkling the covers by your nose to hide yourself from his curious gaze.

“ what’s the matter, sweetheart ? something bothering you ? ” he questions ever so politely. if only you could describe what exactly you were trying to ask.

“ no keiji… i just… wanna feel you. please ? ”

akaashi looks at you for just a moment, probably trying to understand exactly what you wanted. but this is your husband, the kind hearted, notable keiji akaashi. so of course, without another question, he removes his white t-shirt with not so much as a second thought.

you’re unsure of your next move, taking in the appearance of your husband. his lean figure lays before you with open arms, and the soft abs on his stomach relax with every breath he takes.

your fingers dance at the hemline of your own shirt, pinching it between your fingers as you dwindle on what to do next.

“ my love. ”

you’re shaken out of your reoccurring thoughts when keiji calls out to you, reaching toward you to beckon you closer. his nimble fingers smooth along the slightly exposed skin of your stomach, hand reaching underneath to lay on your hip. his fingers travel up and up, lifting your shirt slightly. he stops for a brief moment, eyes meeting yours when he asks,

“ do you want this off ? ”

it only takes a nod of your head for keiji to lift your shirt by the hem, removing it and exposing your naked skin. your eyes darted away from his, either from shyness or embarrassment, you weren’t sure.

“ come here, it’s alright. what are you shying away from ? ”

keiji moves you until you’re on his lap, bare chests pressed together in sheer silence. your shoulders relax, a content sigh releasing from your mouth. you can feel his heart pump against your own, hearing it in your eardrums at every beat.

his tender touches from his fingers tingle when he slides them against your spine, holding you ever so closely. his book is long forgotten, sitting on the nightstand with a neatly tucked bookmark on his previous page. his glasses lay atop the bridge of his nose, small red indents from where they used to rest on his eyes. he’s so soft, so gentle that it has you ready to almost doze off.

“ i love you, keiji… ” you whisper, drowsiness evident in the soft spoken words you relay to your husband.

keiji hums as he continues to stroke your back, “ mm, of course… it’s because i have my shirt off, isn’t it ? ”

“ keiji ! ” you suddenly say with a gasp, softly shoving his arm in feigned offence. he chuckles under his breath, continuing with his featherlight touches as you lay with him, skin to skin.

“ i love you more, my love. ”

[kairismess]

i'll try my best for you. – college!bokuto x gn!honors student!reader

it was never a surprise that kotaro bokuto isn't the best student out there. he had scored pretty low on... most, if not all, the exams, and was on the brink of failing this semester. you didn't know what that problem was like, it felt like a completely different universe for you to receive anything that bad–you couldn't let yourself fall behind, it wasn't in your nature. your professors noticed your drive and enthusiasm for studying, and out of pity and desperation, they offered you extra credit to teach the "lost cause" that was this eccentric fellow, who... was rubbing an open book on his head. "...what are you doing?" "shh... i'm soaking up the knowledge. kuroo told me this is how he studies, and he gets such high grades!" you sighed as you pulled up a chair and sat next to him. you lifted the book off his head and noticed his pretty, coffee-colored eyes with dark yellow, honey undertones to them. he smiled up at you, practically beaming; hints of pink on his cheeks glowed, making you a little warm in the face, yourself. overtime, you both had grown accustomed to each other–even though you both had your misunderstandings and spats at times–bokuto sincerely meant well and wanted to do better at school. not for himself, but rather, for the one who's put all this effort to teach him and help him get better: you.

even on days off, you'd sometimes see bokuto studying at the library, which unsettled you a bit because the sight was... a bit uncanny, a bit worrisome. but when you'd hear bokuto scream out his signature, "hey, hey, hey!" in the once quiet and peaceful room–beibg subsequently shushed by the librarian who gave him a nasty look–bokuto shied back behind his books and smiled to himself all giddy. "hey, hey, hey!" he whispered to himself, finally understanding the topic you nearly lost all patience teaching him. after a week of catching bokuto studying without him knowing, it seemed like he was already a little advanced, and very well-read on the topics you were tutoring him about.

he chuckled when you praised him, pushing back the fake glasses he bought to look smarter on his face, smirking at you. "that's because i have such a wonderful tutor..." he buttered you up, smiling widely. "or, maybe because... you spent more time and effort on your studies, even without me?" you asked him with a knowing grin, making bokuto sweat a bit, thinking you might've found out already his secret. he cleared his throat and looked away from you, whistling and denying your allegations. "why do your eyes have slight bags underneath them?" "i-i... got into using makeup recently!" "makeup...?" "y-yeah! akaashi does... eyeliner for me, it's really... really pretty on me, no?!" he asks you with a trembling smile that faked confidence.

you could clearly see through him, but you didn't mind letting him indulge in him making you feel like the best tutor the world had to offer him, and in a sense, you were. it wasn't because of how well you taught him or how high his marks were after teaching him, it was because... he now does his best, even when it seems impossible to do, because he knows you'd be proud of him if he did better than before, even by just the tiniest bit. nothing would make him any happier than you feeling proud of him, of yourself, for teaching him; because when he saw you smile at his little coverup... he noticed a brightness in them that he only witnessed just now. you were proud of him, even if you didn't say it–and he... felt over the moon when you congratulated him for his passing scores, he screamed again in excitement and joy in the library, making the librarian shush him again–their eyes shooting daggers at him.

"i promise you," he whispered as he leaned closer to your ear, grinning from ear-to-ear, a gleeful mess, "i'll do my very best, always. these exams won't be that scary this time around... and that's because i'll try my best, better than the best... i'll try my best for you." he finished with a blush and a smile on his face, unable to contain his excitement. you were going to correct him on his grammar with that 'better' and 'best' declaration, but you decided to let bokuto express just how dedicated he is to making you proud of him–to give your efforts meaning. "well... good luck, bokuto." you told him with a smile, making bokuto freeze up and his heart momentarily skipping a beat, and suddenly thrumming in his chest that he felt it could leap out of his chest any minute now. "y-you bet! bring it on, exams! i don't fear you!" he screamed in the library, with you trying to quiet him down as the librarian was about to throw a book at him to sit him down and silence him. oh, this boy... he had a way of making you feel like the smartest person in the world. to him, of course you were–but to know he was doing his best for you... it made your heart patter a bit. it was a good feeling, though a little strange; maybe this feeling would be... a little more than just that, only time will tell.

[kairiscorner]

Which teams would be pumped to have/thrive with a foreign manager?

I'm imagining Bokuto being like, "Say something in English!" "Ohio." "No! English!"

OOOOOO omgggg ngl, i think they'd all love to have a foreign manager! they wouldn't mind, they'd all be intrigued of their foreigner manager! though here's some thoughts i had about that :>

the request has been fulfilled here !!