#haikyu x gender neutral reader

[kleftiko]

❦ INARIZAKI BOYS WHEN YOU’RE MAD

cw: none, this is fluff, language in suna’s

—atsumu

freaks out and goes through every single apology in the book. his eyes are darting and dashing all around because he’s too scared to look at you in case THAT is what you’re mad at. even when you calm down, he’s making sure everything is perfect for you. he likes you best when you’re happy.

—osamu

i’m sorry but he he looks at you like he wants to devour you. it’s something about you getting all hot and heavy that just makes him hot and heavy. his bored eyes just flip like a switch and he hails you over his shoulder and probably bites your cheek because you’re so cute.

—suna

gets you riled up even more cause he’s an asshole like that. he finds it funny until he realizes you’re serious, and your clenching your jaw so hard that he swears he hears your teeth crack. then he shuts up real quick, knowing he’s gone too far.

—kita

stays completely quiet and let’s you talk through what he did and how you feel about it. he nods his head along and apologizes at the end of it. it’s sweet, but sometimes it seems so robotic that it pisses you off even more and then the poor guy is just confused. you both just need to talk it through.

—aran

can’t control his facial expressions when you talk so sometimes his eyebrow twitches or something while you’re speaking, which makes you suspicious. then you two have to take a detour on the argument just to keep straightening things out.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Expecting Life with their pregnant partner

Featuring Toru Oikawa, Atsumu Miya and

Daichi Sawamura

Toru Oikawa x pregnant GN! Reader; Atsumu Miya x pregnant GN! Reader; Daichi Sawamura x pregnant GN! Reader

Warnings: fluff, reader being a tiny bit reckless

A/N: i really loved the Aizawa, Fatgum and Hawks version so I decided to expand it 😩 also thanks to @kingdaddydaichi for my current thighchi infatuation 🥲

Oikawa

“Hey love I’m home- oh my god YN are you ok?” Toru shouts as you look up from your positioned perched on the floor. He’s frantically throwing his bag to the ground while simultaneously trying to remove his shoes.

“Toru, calm down in fine!” You shout as your husband practically trips over his own feet trying to get to you as you sit on the floor. His hand goes to his chest when he sees what your doing, trying to calm himself and taking a seat on the couch.

“YN you nearly gave me a heart attack! Why are you painting your nails on the floor? I told you to go to the nail salon!” He scolded as you rolled your eyes and put the cap back on the polish.

“Toru, I have 5 weeks before my due date. I want to time my trips to get my nails done perfectly with my due date. I want to look nice when the baby gets here,” you pout as Toru shakes his head, rest his elbows on his knees.

“Love i’d pay for someone to come to the hospital to do you nails if it meant that much to you but you shouldn’t be getting on the floor like that when I’m not around,” he scolds as you glare back at him.

“I’ll have you know I’m perfectly capable of doing this on my own Toru!” You say, crossing your arms and turning your nose up at your husband.

“You want me to tell Iwa-Chan what you’ve been up too?” He says with a smirk as you neck snaps back, eyes widening

“You wouldn’t DARE!” You say and Toru takes out his phone.

“Say cheese darling,” he says before snapping a picture and showing it to you.

“Toru that’s not funny! Iwa will kick my butt if he finds out!” You whine.

“Then promise me this is the last time you’ll do this!” He says as he threatens to press send to his best friend.

You roll your eyes, resigning yourself the the fact that you have lost and nod in agreement.

“That wasn’t so hard now was it love,” Toru says before helping you off the ground, kissing your forehead lovingly.

Atsumu

Atsumu ran up the 3 flights of stairs to your shared apartment, not bothering to wait the extra few minutes for the elevator. When he received the phone call from Osamu saying, “don’t panic but Yn got hurt” every single thought flowed through this brain as he raced home to be with you.

“I’m here!! Where is Yn?” He said, slamming the door open as both you and Osamu jumped slightly at your husbands sudden entrance.

“Samu you freaking snitch!” You growled as Osamu rolled his eyes, moving out of the way as your husband closed in on you, examining you up and down for injuries, his vision landing on a towel in your hand.

“What the hell happened?” He shouted as you shushed him.

“Babe calm down! I’m fine, I literally just cut my finger while I was chopping up fruit it’s no big deal,” you said, as your husbands eyes landed on your hand.

“How deep is it? Do we need to take you the hospital? How much blood have you lost? Are you having any contractions? Is your waters broken?” Atsumu rattled out phrase after phrase as you just watched his panic stricken face.

“Sumu calm down would ya?!? It’s just a cut, nothing too deep or bad. Everything’s fine,” Osamu said as Atsumu’s head snapped to him.

“Then why did ya tell me?” He shouted back.

“I told ya not to panic ya idiot! I had it handled but I wanted you to know!” He said as he returned to your kitchen, putting away the onigiri he had brought you.

“YN why didn’t you just let Samu cut up your fruit baby? Ya knew he was comin!” Atsumu scolded as you frowned

“I can cut up fruit Sumu, I’m pregnant not helpless!” You said in return as Atsumu sighed.

“I know you’re not babe but please, I worry about ya being home when I’m at practice especially since I’m away from my phone. That’s why Samu comes to check on you. Please just promise me you’ll wait until I get home or Samu comes?” He begs as your instantly soften.

“Ok Sumu I promise,” you smile as your husband leans in, kissing your forehead.

“Gross get a room!” Osamu groans from the kitchen as Atsumu glares back at him.

“Why don’t cha get yourself a partner then it wouldn’t be so gross!” Your husband argues back.

You just sit there and sigh, resigning yourself to the fact that this, was in fact, your wonderful life.

Daichi

“Ummm- YN?” Your husband says as you studdenly bolt up, smacking your head on beam atop your attic.

“Ouch- crap, oh hey darling! How was work?” You say continuing to shift through boxes, your large belly serving as a stand as you move boxes from one location to another.

“It was fine, hey question- what the heck are you doing?” Your husband says, now standing on the top stair of the attic, as you finally find the box you were looking for.

“There it is!” You shout as you bring the box to your still very confused husband, “it’s the box of holiday decorations!”

Daichi gawked at you as you shifted your eyes from left to right, waiting for a response from your husband.

“YN it’s literally June, what do we need holiday decorations for?” He asks as you shrug.

“Well I was in the babies room and I was thinking about where to put the rocking chair. And then I got to thinking about how I’m to be rocking our baby to sleep in only a couple of months,” you said as Daichi tried to follow your logic.

“Ok babe but that still a few months away and we have yet to get to why you have holiday decorations out six months ahead of time?” He again questions.

“Well the baby is due in October and the last thing I’ll probably want to be doing is decorating for the holidays with a newborn. So I figured I’d decorate now and leave them up until next year,” you cheer, excited about your grand idea.

Daichi’s eyes widen as he tries to hold back a laugh, “ok babe well I’ll be around to help you in a few months so let’s just leave the decorations for now. And let’s not talk about how you shouldn’t even be up here. This attic is old and musty and what if you fell or something!”

You just roll your eyes and hand your husband the box, “your such a dad you know that! No wonder they called you ‘dadchi’ in high school.”

“No they didn’t Yn!” He protested

“Well not to your face love,” you laughed, heading down the stairs as you leave, your husband standing confused.

[loveephia]

my ushijima wakatoshi headcanons.

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, from high school, to you two being married, timeskip.

⚠ warning/s: none.

note: here's a celebratory gift for @xeiilys because i made her an ushijima stan (she read my ushijima one-shot, and now she's head over heels). one scene is from my 100 followers special. enjoy!!! :p

kita ver.

ushijima probably gives the warmest hugs ever.

when you're both asleep, you always cling to him for heat because the bedroom is terribly cold. unbeknownst to you, ushijima turned the ac down so that you could cuddle into his broad chest.

being the giant he is, he's very gentle when he touches you in great fear of hurting you. like when he cups your face with his calloused palms, or when he pulls you close for a backhug, or his feather-light kisses on your temple.

while hand-holding, he rubs the back of your hand with his thumb. when he sees that you're stressed, it's quite effective in calming you down.

because of his parents' separation, he was fearful of getting into this relationship at first.

but on one faithful day, where you two went to a strawberry farm to pick a bunch, he took one look at your adorably excited face, and he thinks that he'd love to see more of that expression for the upcoming years of his life.

he wonders what face you'd make on your wedding day together.

tanned ushiwaka. it's already quite canon, but y'know, doesn't hurt to say it every once in a while.

girls stare at him and think about how great it'd be to lock arms with his muscular ones, but they think that it'd be even greater if you weren't the one in their fantasized spot.

you have a sensitive heart, so it's very rare that ushijima would ever raise his voice at you. arguments with him might be stubborn, but he's never scared you away.

he probably calls you "love" most.

if you're afraid of loud noises, per say, fireworks, ushijima will cover your ears with his hands in an attempt to drown out the noise. the noises are muffled now.

© lowercase intended | loveephia

[rishiguro]

COMFORTING THINGS THE HAIKYUU CHARACTERS SAY

a/n: why talk to people when you have tumblr

“you’re safe with me”

daichi. SUNA. osamu. akaashi. aran. TANAKA.

“i believe in you”

bokuto. HINATA. goshiki. kageyama. ATSUMU. asahi. lev. yachi. nishinoya.

“i’m not going to leave you”

kenma. saeko. semi. KUROO. tendou. SAKUSA. yamamoto.

“it’s okay to let it out, you know?”

SUGAWARA. tsukishima. hanamaki. OIKAWA. yaku. kiyoko. ennoshita.

“i care about you”

ushijima. matsukawa. KITA. yamaguchi. AONE. kawanishi.

[inariizaki]

you study too much that it's making them worry !

% — ft. various haikyu characters, and 4town.

the one who scolds you about studying too much, but is very veeeeeeery concerned about you on the inside. he's worried that you might pass out from studying too much- or worse. he doesn't wanna show how concerned he is because he knows you'll tease him about it later :(

sakusa, futakuchi, kei, osamu, suna, shirabu, jesse, aaron z.

the one who's overly concerned about you. he tells you to take some breaks, and rubs your back gently. he'd also offer you your favorite food, and will let you rest in his shoulders for as loong as you want.

kita, daichi, aone, oikawa, sachiro, kageyama, tae young, aaron t, robaire.

a mix of an anger, and worry — actually he doesn't know if he's gonna be angry with you or scold you gently, but it always ends up him scolding you. he knows that it's important to study, but you're just overdoing it. and it makes them frustrated and worried.

oikawa, futakuchi, suna, kei, iwaizumi, ennoshita, yaku, jesse.

the one that who will get overly touchy around you, since he knows that he has that powerful effect in you. you won't be able to resist his cuddles and affection — he's just too cute.

atsumu, bokuto, kuroo, shoyo, aaron t.

[his-saiko]

You opened the door to see Kenma streaming a game. He didn’t bother turning to you but you see him briefly look to the screen where he sees himself and you behind him.

“Ah, sorry. I didn’t know you were streaming.” You bowed your head to the camera and turned to leave but Kenma quickly took his headphones off and called you.

“Did you need something?” He asked. He had his game paused and was waiting for your answer.

You winced a bit before answering. “I actually came to see if I could… cuddle with you.” You mumbled and pursed your lips as you fiddled.

“Oh, okay.” He shifted in his seat. “Come here.”

“Huh? But you’re streaming.”

“And I want cuddles.” He argued as if what he was asking for was normal.

“Wouldn’t your chat not like that?”

He looked at the live chat then slowly turned back to me and shrugged nonchalantly.

“Okay. Don’t complain to me when I fall asleep.”

“Okay.”

You sat down with your boyfriend and watched him play the game. You would also tell him what the chat was saying and occasionally answered questions. Enough people were asking you to play a segment that you went with it but it was very different from watching Kenma play.

Eventually, you got comfortable and were starting to become sleepy. Kenma must have noticed because he ended the stream. When he turned his PC off, he asked you to move to the bed.

The both of you got comfortable in bed and he just started up his switch to play a different game.

© 2022 Alfi. Do not repost any of my work

[daisydaphne]

α gσσ∂ gαмє - вσкυтσ

Summary: You almost didn’t get to Bokuto’s game.

Warning: established relationship.

- . - . - .

The game had began and you wasn’t there. Usually Bokuto wouldn’t be mad or anything like that, but that day he was sad indeed.

He couldn’t see you for weeks, and he couldn’t take it anymore. It was the first time you hadn’t seen him in a month!

Of course you had promised to be there supporting him, but your train was late and there was no bus to the event, so you had to run to the place.

-. -. -. -. -.

Bokuto was too distracted. He didn’t spike or block like usual. His whole body was already tired and he felt really bad for his teammates. The other team made more points and was playing fantastic.

“Common, Bokuto. You can do it, man” His whole team knew that he usually didn’t play like that…

It was such a messy game. But Bokuto didn’t feel like himself till something happened. He missed his family, you and his pets too.

“Common, lazy ass!! You can do it better, Boo!” He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Love you baby!!”

It was you! You were in the crowd supporting him! You made it!!

Yeah, you made it but It had been the worst day of the week. Your train wasn’t on time and you had to run 20 minutes to be “on time”, but everything was worthy because Bokuto’s face lightened up the moment he saw you.

Now the real game had began.

Every time he spiked, he made a point. Every. Fucking. Time. It was like his whole energy had returned. He scored three points in ten minutes, breaking his personal record.

Of course his team won the final after such an amazing game, but Bokuto didn’t care that much. I mean, yeah he was happy, but he was happier to see you standing there taking pictures of him.

He felt like all his sacrifice wasn’t in vain.

The family’s member were able to be on the volleyball court after the game, so you ran directly to Bokuto’s arms.

“I’m so happy that you win, baby!!” His arms lifted you a little bit and he put his face on your neck, just to breath your perfume.

Bokuto peppered your face with a thousands of little kisses. He truly felt like a champion, and not because of the trophy.

“I’m so happy to be your boyfriend, honey”.

[fushigurowrld]

Lover (Part 1)

Kuroo x GN! Reader

(WARNINGS: Angst, Identity Crisis (?), Reader has a breakdown lol)

"I love you"

Words exchanged between lovers, the devoted, and the unbroken. Kuroo continually expressed his affection for you, serving as a constant reminder that you were his and he was yours. You drew something from him that he was unable to explain. Was it your voice? Your eyes or perhaps.. it was your blonde hair.

You often wondered what would happen if Kenma stayed with him, would he still be telling you that he loved you? Would he still kiss your lips if you asked? Would you still feel his touch? Why did you have to make such a big effort to act and look like someone else just to win his heart?

Your stomach drops as your roots start to show. It was almost as if your own body knows that you're a fraud.

Maybe one day you wouldn't have to pretend to be someone else, and maybe you wouldn't feel so ill every time you glanced in the mirror at your own face. As you brush your hair, you wonder if there ever was anything there.

Did he even really love you?

The more you played pretend, the harder it was for you to remember who you really are.

You were spiraling and as much as you didn't want to admit it to yourself, you knew this wasn't healthy for you. The more you thought about your relationship, the heavier it felt in your heart. You were too distracted to even notice how hard you were pulling on your hair, or the tears that were starting to trickle down on your face. The tightness around your lungs was too much to bear, and sobs reverberated throughout the restroom. Your hands dropped onto the counter and held it as if your life depended on it.

You loved him.

You loved him so much to the point where it wasn't even good for you, it was a love that was one-sided and unfulfilling. There was no amount of words that could fill the emptiness in your heart. He claimed to love you, but you knew in your heart that he still had him on his mind. You we're certain, that without a second thought, he would leave you for Kenma if he ever decided to come back into his life.

"(Y/N)?"

You turn to see your lover staring at you with concern written all over his face, his hair was disheveled and his suit was untidy.

'He probably just got home'

As you gather yourself and wipe the tears from your eyes, you reply with a smile, "This... This was nothing, don't worry about me." Even though you were aware that he could read you, you were really hoping that he would leave it alone for now. He looked worn out from his shift; you didn't want to add onto his fatigue with your pointless concerns.

Kuroo snapped as he looked at your frail figure, I guess you weren't hiding it as well as you thought. "You call this nothing? (Y/N) don't lie to me, you've been like this for a week. This is definitely not a one-time thing, at least talk to me!" you were taken aback, you didn't expect him to react so strongly. This was very new to you, mostly because you rarely ever showed any negative emotions in front of him.

The room felt heavy, all his attention was on you. You were already overwhelmed, being interrogated was the last thing you needed right now.

You weren't convincing anyone, and you know that. "I told you it's nothing okay? I'm fucking fine." Right now, you just can't look at him. Speaking was already difficult for you. He was not helping. "You're not fooling anyone (Y/N), especially not me", he said, shaking his head in astonishment.

He walked towards you trying to comfort your shaking figure, "I'm your boyfriend, of course I'd know if there's something wrong with you," he spoke softly, pushing the stray hair from your face. His comforting words only hurt you more.

"Kuroo, I don't need shit from you right now okay?" you push him away, your emotions getting the best of you. Your voice was beginning to tremble at this point. His chest was pierced by your words like a sharp dagger, it echoed on his mind, why were you acting so cruel? You weren't usually like this.

You looked away from his gaze, your stomach was already in knots. You didn't know what else to say; sliding past him, you enter your shared bedroom. Laying down on the cold mattress as you stare out the window. He stood in the bathroom dumbfounded and confused.

The two of you were silent as you listened to the sound of cicadas, not exchanging a single word.

[cynoswifey]

Toru Oikawa Headcanons

A/N: Oikawa is 100% a babygirl

warnings: none ^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•

° Oikawa is a gentleman for sure but most of the time he's the woman in the relationship what can I say he's a queen

• He's clingy like he's always holding your hand or hugging you but that's just the way he expresses his love

° Whenever you are there during games he shows off. He loves it whenever you are there to cheer him on and of course, give him his good luck kiss before the match

• When Oikawa catches you staring he'd wink and poke his tongue at you and of course, he'd follow it with a "Wow can't keep your eyes off me huh"

° Whenever Iwa is mad at him he'd hide behind you though once Iwa explains whatever stupid thing he did you end up hitting him on the head

• When you both go out he loves dressing you up so you both wear matching or similar outfits. He also loves seeing you in his clothes so he always gives you his jacket

° Always walks you home even if you live far from where he does Oikawa always make an effort to be the best boyfriend ever. He also buys you something from the convenience store and gets himself some milk bread

• Oikawa loves beaches his favorite in the Miyagi prefecture is Kodanohama Beach he loves watching the sunsets with you

° On the topic of the sky you better believe he loves stargazing with alien onesies on. Just imagine if you had a trampoline you both would put pillows and blankets around it and just lie there looking at the beautiful stars.

• You can't watch scary movies with him. Oikawa claims he can watch them and is all high and mighty until you actually put one on and he screams at everything and keeps you up because he can't sleep

° Oikawa knows how to cook but not bake it's actually funny the way he tries so hard to bake but he gets better after a while.

• If you start calling him shittykawa he would die. He'd just look at you in shock. He also loves it when you give him nicknames just not shittykawa please

° Imagine house shopping with this guy in Argentina of course you both found a beautiful home and now spend your days eating delicious food and hiking with Oikawa

^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•^°•

[cvlutos]

"Fall of the Blade"

| Repost: 02.01.23 | 1.5 K | Rated PG |

Samurai!Akaashi K. X Emperor!GN!Reader X Samurai! Bokuto K.

| Angst | Unrequited Love | Use of ‘My Lord’ n’ ‘Emperor’ | Forbidden Love | Arranged Marriage | War | Mentions Blood | Etc. | Proceed with Caution, Beloved. |

T.Manor.Notes: I wrote this years ago, so this is a rewrite of one of my old posts.

I guess it’s painful.

Watching the blood soak the once-white bandages. While the war still raged on beyond the small medic tent. The man’s face scrunched, covered in sweat, trying to ignore the pain in his shoulder and arm. The shouts and yells of servants, deafening and panicked, while the royal doctors try to save the life of your most loyal Samurai. Yet the truth is obvious as when the sun rises from its slumber. He can no longer fight. He can no longer protect you.

Watching destiny take the things you love.

“I am resigning you from the army. I don’t want to argue anymore about it. You can’t wield a bow, nor a sword. You’ll only get in the way.” Your voice is harsh, but you need to be harsh, to get the fact to remain in his head. He can’t fight for you.

Maybe if I was less selfish with those I loved.

Watching the world crash within your tired gunmetal blue eyes. Watching as the 12th arrow missed the intended target. Again. And again. And again. While you watch, unable to conceal the clear pity within your eyes as he fails to prove that he can protect you once again. Watching the bow string snap and the longbow clatter to his side, sweat dripping off his pale skin. He pants for air, exhausted. Trying to find the words to prove you wrong, trying to justify his actions. ‘Time.. I just need time…’ You can only shake your head, a frown across your lips. With his useless arm and shoulder, time would do nothing but age him. Yet you still drop to your knees, bowing lower than you should, until your forehead is pressed against the dirt.

Like a dog.

“I just want to be of service to you, My Lord. Please… I’m… I’m begging.”

Maybe if I cared for your self-worth more, then my wanting for you to be alive.

Keeping your stern expression, an exhausted sigh leaving your lips, you turned away. “We’re done here.” A warrior who cannot fight isn’t a warrior at all. Is what you should’ve said. Is what you wanted to say, to crush his dreams. For him to simply become the type of man to give up. Yet he doesn’t. He won’t. Not once does his kind eyes reflect any malice towards you. As if able to see the internal struggle, to see that you truly do care for him. Thus, his loyalty is unwavering.

Until a year later.

“My Lord. May I present Bokuto Koutarou? The son of a well known Samurai located west and one with exceptional talents. He will be your new bodyguard.”

Staring down at the younger man with black and white hair and piercing golden eyes. From where you sit, you could tell that he was kind and wouldn’t hurt a fly. Yet while training, he surprises you, his strength unparalleled to others. Simply amazing. Slicing through the air with ease, performing a sword style you had never seen in battle.

Yet your loyal samurai didn’t like him. Any interaction was fake. Any smile, greeting, conversation. Completely forced. Mocking each other. To others, they say a mentor and student relationship, a blossoming friendship that would rival no other. Yet you knew better. Keiji could never be the man he used to be, not within this lifetime.

And Koutarou would never live up to Keiji. Not yet, but he would serve well to protect you. It was infuriating to be stuck upon a scale and to know that you can’t step off unless deemed unfit due to your inability to control your personal emotions. You are merely Lord, an Emperor upon an ever-growing empire, and such simple matters of silent rivalry aren’t something you’re allowed to partake in.

══════ ♡ ══════

Slowly gliding the brush against the paper, writing a letter to the General about further plans involving the war that was happening north. The war in which wounded Akaashi. The room of your study is silent as you keep to your thoughts.

“It must be tiresome. To spend the day writing letters.”

Bokuto broke the silence. You nearly jump out of your skin, forgetting his presence since he’s usually talking your ear off. Yet today, he’s been quiet. You move the brush from the paper, glancing at the samurai. He sits lazily, leaning against the wall. His gaze focused on you as one hand rested inside his black yukata, partly revealing his bare chest, his right hand resting on his katana hilt. You think over the phrase before turning back to the paper.

“Sometimes,” I glance at him with a small smile, “but you must get tired of fighting or having to constantly protect someone.”

“Not when it’s you. I get to protect my Lord.” There’s a hint of seriousness that forces a silence over us. The tension slowly thickens with something he desires from me. Something I cannot give. You don’t move when you hear him move to your side, sitting down next to you, and you turn your head, eyes widening. He’s close. His breath fans across your lips. Slowly closing the distance.

A soft sound of someone clearing their throat bursts the bubble surrounding you. You snap your gaze to the door. Akaashi stands with his brows furrowed, staring at you before glancing towards Bokuto before bowing.

“Pardon my intrusion, My Lord—”

“No. No, it’s fine.” You clear my throat, slightly embarrassed, and offer a small smile, while Bokuto snorts. Akaashi sends a quick glare before looking back at you. “My Lord, the children have been practicing their bow skills, and they wish to show you.” Your eyes widen and you nod eagerly, placing the brush to the side. Rising from your seat and quickly following beside Akaashi. Bokuto follows, much to Akaashi displeasure. The walk to the train hall is long, but you make do with a lot of small talk. It isn’t often you get a moment alone.

“I’m glad you didn’t throw away archery permanently, Akaashi.”

The archery of the palace children have gotten better since the last time. Each excelling in their own speeds, it’s impressive as each bow to you after their demonstration, before gravitating to Bokuto who cheers them on happily. He’s well beloved, and you watch with a tiny smile, while Akaashi stands by your side.

“It’s my passion, of course, but there is something I wish to show you. I’ve been creating a one-handed sword method.”

Jealousy.

Replacements.

War.

Love.

Lust.

The sound of your guard’s katana clattering against the dirt floor skidded towards your feet. You shouldn’t be surprised, yet you are. Your gaze flickers to the scene before you. “I win...” Muttering softly, Akaashi pointing the blade closer to his neck, Bokuto cradling his cut hand, having lost.

“It seems the one sword style even out powers the most skilled.” You mutter under your breath before picking up the discarded sword. Much to your servants’ dismay, you silently wave off. You clap and congratulate the two.

“Both of you are amazing—Bokuto, let’s go take care of your hand.”

“Akaashi, is your shoulder alright.” A few servants scurried forward, taking care of Bokuto’s hand, while I moved closer. Yet he rejects your advances. “I’m fine.”

They both walked off in different directions. Bokuto’s pride hurt while Akaashi seemed to swell in it. Placing the katana in its sheath, turning on my heel and heading back to my chamber. A soft sigh leaving my throat.

They were each other’s weakness yet strength.

“My Lord, you will have to soon marry—There is a beautiful girl from the North. This will unite the North and the South! This war can’t continue to go on.” Crossing your arms, staring at your personal advisor. Who has been begging you to marry for as long as I can remember.

“I’ll meet her,”

“My Lord, please thin—You will!?” Ignoring his baffled look, a smile crossing your lips and softly nodding. Even if you weren’t in love with her, you had to think about the future of your empire. Even at the cost of your happiness and theirs.

Showing you the ink painting. She really was beautiful. Blackish blue hair and blue grayish eyes and porcelain skin and rosy pink cheeks. She had a neutral expression but kind eyes. Kiyoko Shimizu, a wealthy daughter of the Karasuno Empire. “My Lord. Are you sure? You don’t have to do this...”

Akaashi bowed in front of you, his voice quivering. Bokuto off to my side, his brows furrowed together. “It’s already final.” Tensions between the north and south seemed to grow, and with you not being pure blood and simply adopted into the royal family, it worsens. This is the only way. Even if it hurts them.

“My Lord...”

Bowing lower than you should.

“Get up, Akaashi. My decision is final.”

Like a dog.

I didn’t intend for my life to go this way…

Watching Kiyoko walk closer to you with a small smile, she seemed happy. Taking her hand within your own, placing a soft kiss on her cheek.

I don’t think you planned your life to become this way either.

Bokuto.

Akaashi.

Don’t look at me with such sad eyes. With such yearning as I married her. As I would grow old with her.

“I’m sorry.”

ⓒ 2023 love-thanatopsis — all rights reserved. Any sort of plagiarizing, copying, modifying, translating, editing of my works are strictly prohibited.

[moonbyulsstuff]

Aoba Johsai VBC with a manager series.

Story: The team finding out that someone has given you a love letter.

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Request Rules.

Masterlist.

(I’m sorry if this is a bit sloppy, my mind has not been on the right track lately, and it’s mostly the four 3rd years that get’s a lot of mention in here)

[L.Name] [Name] is Aoba Johsai manager, the team didn't have any manager prior before so the team was really ecstatic to have a manager this year.

And besides, the coach felt like he could only trust them with the position since ever since Oikawa joined the team with the same year as them.

But anyway, it was the usual. The team were having 5 - 5 and such while the coach and assistant coach observe them and them were taking notes of their performance. But [Name] mind kept coming back to the letter that they had found underneath their desk before they went to the gym.

They shook their though and looked back at the team but was only met with a ball growing towards them and hitting them in the face.

The others mouth were wide open as what just happened, they held their head as the team went up to check up on them.

"Oh god! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it!"

Iwaizumi said panicking walking in front of you.

"Are you alright [L.Name]-senpai?" Yahaba asked as you looked at them with a smile as you shake your hand. "Don't worry, I'm alright. Don-"

"AAAHHHH! [L.Name]-san! Your nose is bleeding!"

The others went to panic mode as everyone was scrambling around at the fact that their precious manager nose was bleeding and Iwaizumi was just apologizing profusely even more.

"Go grab a tissue and instead of running around! You idiots!"

"Yes sir!"

Kindaichi ran towards where they always kept the tissue ran up to the manager with the box and handed it to them, [Name] took some tissue and put it inside their nose to stop the bleeding.

"I'm alright you guys, it's just a bleeding don't worry. And Iwaizumi, please stop bowing." [Name] said as they put their hand on his shoulder.

"All right, all right. You guys go back to practicing now. And [Name], you should go to the infirmary." He said as [Name] nodded and stood up putting the notebook and walked out of the gym to get checked by the nurse.

"Is [L.Name] going to be okay?" Kindaichi said watching the manager walked out of the gym holding their nose. "Don't worry Kindaichi~ it's just a nosebleed. [Name] dealt much more worse than that." Oikawa said patting his shoulder.

"Yeah, like dealing with OIkawa."

"You two!"

"Get back to practice!!"

"Don't worry the bleeding will eventually stop, just sit down at the bed and I will check in a few minutes later if the bleeding stopped." The nurse said as [Name] nodded their head as the nurse walked out of the bed that was covered by a curtain.

They will need a few minutes before they could go back to the gym, they sighed and took out another tissue from the box and took out the tissue from their nose and put it in the new one inside.

While in the gym, practice was already over and everyone was taking a break and the team was talking to each other while drinking water, sitting on the ground and wiping off their sweat. But then Kunimi eyes saw something on the ground, he looked at it and it seems like a paper, or an envelope,

It probably flew inside the gym, he sighed. It was probably from Oikawa fangirls. He went towards the envelope and took it and walked back to the group. “Hey, I found a letter from the ground.” Kunimi said waving the letter around as the others looked at it and then looked at each other.

“It’s probably for Oikawa.”

“Yeah.”

“Aye.”

“All right, just give it to OIkawa. Kunimi.” Iwaizumi said as Kunimi nodded and handed the envelope to the male, Oikawa opened the letter and it seems like it wasn’t really sticking to the paper well. He shrugged it off and took the paper out of it.

He read through the letter but his face contorted when he read the first few words making the others worry. “What is it Oikawa?” Hanamaki said standing.

“Why does your face look so shock?” Iwaizumi said as OIkawa looked at the group. “This is not for me...”

.....

“HUH?!”

‘What do you mean it’s not for you! Every goddamn love letter is always for you!”

“I mean, I don’t wanna brag bu-”

“Shut the fuck up Hanamaki.”

“Ouch.”

Iwaizumi walked up to the male. “So who is it addressed to?” He asked as Oikawa had a horrified look on his face. “It’s addressed... to our precious manager. [L.Name]-chan.” Oikawa said as he crumpled the paper in his hand and started shaking Iwaizumi.

“We can’t let out precious manager be taken by some weird guy!! What if their creepy and dangerous as hell!”

“Calm down Oikawa!”

“What do you mean “calm down”! Our manager is going to be taken!” 

“This is not the time to be calm Iwaizmu!”

“We should protect our precious manager!”

“You two are seriously agreeing with Trashykawa right now?!”

“How about let’s all calm-”

“Watari!! How can we be calm whe-” Oikawa was cut off when he was hit in the back of the head by the male. “Calm down! We don’t even know if [Name] returns the feelings!” Iwaizumi said as the others went quiet.

“Ah, you’re right about that.”

Mattsukawa said nodding his head as well as Hanamaki, then they all sat down on the floor as the letter laid down in the middle of the group. They were all staring at it deeply then Iwaizumi spoke. “Oikawa, read the letter.”

“Yes.” Oikawa said crawling and took the letter and went back to his spot adn read the letter out loud for the team to hear. 

“Dear [L.Name] [Name],

                   I am writing this letter to you as I currently have feelings for you, and I have feelings for you ever since our 2nd year. I always watched you from afar and I always want to talk to you but I’m too shy to do it so, and I feel like I don’t deserve to be even near you. I really don’t like at how clingy Oikawa is to you, what is he? A child- AAAH THIS BASTARD!!” Oikawa stop reading the letter as he crumpled the paper even more.

“Yah! Don’t crumble the paper even more!!”

“You’re going to rip it half!”

“But their kinda right to be honest.”

Iwaizumi smacked Oikawa to stop from complaining even further than he is right now. “Continue.” He said as the brown haired male nodded his head and continued reading the letter.

“And I’m also the person who has been sending you those little gifts that you find in your shoe locker, I really hope you appreciated it. I was hoping you would come by in Friday behind the school when school is ended.

Sinceriously, your secret admirer.”

The others were quiet for awhile before chaos ensued in the gym as everyone was panicking especially since the admirer was going to confess this Friday, so creaming could be hear inside the gym making the people outside wondering on was happening inside the gym.

“What are we going to do?!”

“We have to kill them of course!”

“Oh! Nice idea Matsukawa!”

“CALM DOWN! NO ONE IS KILLING ANYONE!!”

They calm down as everyone except for Iwaizumi got on their knees, Iwaizumi sighed and shook his head. “Look, let’s just put the letter back on where it belong and act like nothing happened, all right?” Iwaizumi said as everyone nodded but Hanamaki spoke up.

“But what about [L.Name] secret admirer? They could be dangerous?”

“Yeah!”

“How can we know that?”

Iwaizumi sighed. “No, let’s just investigate and see who it is. And Kunimi put the on [Name] notebook before they get here.” Iwaizumi said as the 1st year nodded and put the letter back on the notebook so that it won’t fly off.

And right in time, [Name] came back and saw everyone practicing and such. The team saw them and walked towards the manager. Asking if they were okay which they replied it they were and Iwaizumi apologized once again before [Name] said it was okay.

“You guys, I'm alright but you should go back to practice now.” [Name] said as they nodded and went back to practicing and [Name] went back to the bench and took the note book and opened it as the letter flied into their lap.

They picked it up and saw how wrinkled it was more than before but they shook thought off but then thought. ’Did the team read the letter?’ They thought but shook it off once again.

A few days later

[L.Name] was starting to think that maybe everyone did read the letter since ever since that day, the team has been way more protective of them lately. Someone would always be there beside them and whenever someone goes to talk to them, they would be glaring hard at them. 

And they have to force them to go away since they wouldn’t leave them alone, so she had asked Kindaichi since they know the male will tell them truth and can’t lie to them because he can’t in general. Well, to them not to others.

They saw Kindaichi standing around presumably waiting for Kunimi.

“Kindaichi.” [Name] called out for him, the said male turned around and saw the third year. “A-Ah! [L.Name]-senpai, what are you doing here?” Kindaichi asked. “Oh, I was planning to ask you something actually.” They said.

“All right! You can ask me anything [Name]-senpai!”

“Did you guys somehow read the letter that was given to me?” [Name] asked with a smile on their face, Kindaichi flinched and froze as he was sweating hard under [Name] gaze on him, what was he supposed to do? Tell the truth? Well, that’s the right thing to do but also at the same time. He was trembling heavily on their gaze making it a dead give away to [Name] that they did read the letters.

But of course since three certain third years were noisy little shits, they were following their manager and saw the interaction and were running towards the two and took Kindaichi, since the male was being completely obvious right now.

“Sorry [L.Name]! We need Kindaichi to do something for us!!” 

They ran away far from the manager who stood there watching them disappear into the distance. 

‘I fucking knew it.’

At Practice

“Kindaichi, you were being obvious back there!!” Hanamaki whispered to the 1st year. “I’m sorry!” He apologized as Iwaizumi walked up to the two. “What are you two whispering about?” He asked as the two looked at him. “[L.Name] had asked him if we had read a letter that was given to them.” Hanamaki said.

“And he was being really obvious about it actually.” Matsukawa said walking towards the three.

“And they probably knows about it right now..”

“Yup.”

The three except for Iwaizumi shrieked and saw [Name] looked at them with a “gentle” smile, they knew they done goofed up since they were basically reading they were not supposed to know especially without [Name] permission. The others were trembling as [Name] let of the gentle smile on their face as they let out a huge sigh.

“Look... I really don’t like it when you guys read through my stuff right?” [Name] said as they all nodded. “And I don’t like it even more when you guys try do something stupid to find out about something, you guys should have confronted to me about it.” [Name] said while shaking their head.

While the others were dumbfounded as they realized on how easy it could’ve been but then again, they didn’t want to face [Name] wrath when they found out that they have been snooping through their stuff. They certainly don’t want that especially the 2nd and 3rd years, the 1st years haven’t experienced it... yet.

“Wait... so we should’ve have asked you about it?” OIkawa said as [Name] nodded. “Of course, I know you guys would be snooping around once you found about the love letter that I had received. You think I would be dumb enough to not know this would happen one day?” [Name] said while raising an eyebrow and their arms crossed.

“We’re sorry.”

“It’s alright.”

[Name] said as they took out the letter. “Also, tomorrow is the day that I’ll be meeting the secret admirer and for your information. I don’t have feelings for this person.” They said as the team let out an relief, but then Kunimi spoke up.

“But [L.Name]-san, do you know the person who wrote the letter to you?” He asked as [Name] nodded their head. “Yeah, I accidently found out while I was walking back to my locker to gets something but enough of that. You guys should go back to practice now before the coach kicks your asses again.”

“Yes!”

That Friday.

“I like you [L.Name]! Please go out with me!”

They bowed in front of them as [Name] looked at them. “I’m sorry but I can’t return the feelings [R.Name].” They said as the bowed while the said person stood up straight.

“O-Oh... is that so...” They awkwardly said since they don’t know what tp say about the rejection that they had received. “I’m really sorry especially since you bought those gifts for me, but I haven’t opened them and I want it to return them to you.” [Name] said as they handed them the bag that was filled with unopened gifts.

“You should give them to another person that returns the feelings for you.” [Name] said as they bowed once again and walked off, [R.Name] looked at the bag as they tried to stop the incoming tears and walked off.

The team was watching the confession behind the wall, they let out a sigh of relief but also at the same time felt bad for the person. Especially since [Name] didn’t open the gift that they had spend money on but they know [Name] can’t accept gifts but specifically the ones romantically for them.

Even though to others, it kinda seem like a jerk move but [Name] just doesn’t open the gifts because they think that they should only open the one if the sender is who they have feelings for. So, they just give the gifts back to them.

[Name] does feel guilty about it since they had spend money on it but it’s basically useless since they don’t have feelings for the person and it would be weird to keep the gifts in general.

The manager saw the team looking behind the wall and approached them. “What are you guys doing here?” They asked as the team stiffened and look to the side. “Uhhh... we were... just watching..” Oikawa said as [Name] sighed and shook their head as the team got away from the wall and stood in front of them.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes.”

The five 3rd years walked together to the gym, it was quiet between the them when Matsukawa spoke. “You guys wanna grab ramen after practice?”

“Yeah.”

‘Sure.”

“Yeah.”

“Yes.”

“It’s Oikawa’s turn to treat us this time.” [Name] said as Oikawa flinched as he knew they would order the most expensive shit on the menu. 

“All right...”

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Bokuto’s Pregnant Partner:

Going Into Labor

Timeskip! MSBY Kotaro Bokuto x GN! pregnant Reader

Warnings: Pregnancy, swearing

***everyone’s pregnancy experience is different. This is a combination of my experience as well as personal friends accounts

WC: ~2k

AN: not sure why I wrote this but it just kinda came to me 😅 also I know the picture isn’t timeskip Bokuto but also, tell me this ISNT timeskip Bokuto 🤔

Honestly, this is probably the worst case scenario. You’d prepared yourself for everything leading up to this point, the bags were packed and ready, the car seat was installed, you’re postpartum popsicle pads were marinating in the freezer. You had been ready for this baby to come, but what you were ready for was your water to break an hour before an MSBY Black Jackals game.

Your husband, Kotaro Bokuto, was the Jackals winged spiker and you knew exactly how much he loved the game of volleyball. In fact, you probably knew this more than most. At your wedding, Kotaro insisted that you include “volleyball” wherever you could in your vows. So while most people said “in sickness and health”, you said “in sickness and health, through volleyball season”. Not that any of that bothered you, Kotaro loved his sport and you had grown to love it too. You loved going to games, cheering your man on and even traveling with the team occasionally. So when you and Bokuto planned to start a family, you tried to plan accordingly and out of volleyball season. However, things don’t always go as planned, which is why you were knee deep in play off season with a 38 week belly the size of an entire volleyball team.

“Shit!” You cursed as you went to your bedroom to change pants and try to form a plan of attack. Your doctor had told you that if your water had broken that you needed to try to get to the hospital within a few hours. So far, you hadn’t had any contractions but you knew that your situation could change at any moment. While you were pondering your next move, your phone rang. Picking it up, you slide your finger across the screen and answered.

“Hey Yn, I just wanted to let you know what seats I’m in so you don’t have to wander around,”Keiji Akaashi, Bokuto’s best friend said.

“Umm slight change of plans Keiji, my waters just broke,” you respond, teeth gritted.

A short pause followed by a sigh broke through the receiver as Akaashi spoke, “did you tell him yet? Have you called the hospital?” You could tell he was walking, hearing voices and his breathing increase as he made his way out of the stadium.

“I just changed my pants when you called. I was about to call the hospital. I’m not having contractions right now so I think we are good,” you repeat as Akaashi gives you a hum of confirmation.

“And you’ve called Bokuto?” He repeated as you grew silent, you lack of a response all Akaashi need for confirmation.

“YN?”

You had been thinking about how to approach the subject of your water breaking with your dear husband. While of course you knew Bokuto would want to be there, you also knew he’d be upset if he missed his game, especially since you weren’t in active labor.

“I know I need to tell him Keiji but he doesn’t need to come to the hospital right now. He could still play in the game and if things change, I’m sure Meian would let him leave. There’s plenty of subs that can take his place,” you say, finishing up the last minute tasks before you find a way to head to the hospital.

Silence filled the call as Akaashi thought through your plan. He knew Bokuto as well, if not better than you did and he knew your plan was thought out.

“Ok Yn, how about you call him and I’ll come take you to the hospital and stay with you until he gets there?”

You sighed in relief as you sat down on the chair in your kitchen and nodded to yourself, “Thanks Keiji! Text me when you get here and I’ll meet you downstairs ok?” You bid Akaashi farewell as you pulled up your husbands contact and hit call.

It rang twice before the cherry voice of your hyped up hubby filled the air.

“Hey hey hey baby! Did you need help finding Akaashi?” He cheered, the background noise of the locker room filling the call.

“Hey love, umm so please don’t panic,” you say through gritted teeth as the receiver goes silent, “my waters broke at home. But- BUT I’m not in labor and I’m feeling fine! Akaashi is coming to get me and take me to the hospital.”

Silence continued to fill the phone as you pulled your phone away from your ear to check that the call was still connected. You had never heard Kotaro so quiet in all your life, not even during his worst emo mode.

“Kotaro? Are you still there?”

Suddenly a panic “WHAT?” sounded in your ear as you pulled the phone away. You shouldn’t have been surprised as you heard Kotaro shouting and his teammates gather around him.

“Bokuto what the hell man chill out!” You heard Inunaki shout into the phone. You could hear the incoherent ramblings of your husband in the background as his teammates tried to calm him down.

“Put the phone on speaker!” Someone shouted as suddenly several male voices boomed.

“Hello? YN, what’s wrong? You good? Bokuto is pulling his stuff from his locker and we don’t know what’s going on,” Meian asked as you sighed deeply and palmed your face. You knew this would happen, which was why you thought carefully about even telling Kotaro in the first place. Sure you wanted him there by your side but you also knew your labor might be long and that your husband wasn’t exactly know for his patience.

“Hey Shugo, first off, I’m fine but my waters did break. I’m not having contractions and Akaashi just texted me saying he’s here. He’s taking me to the hospital,” you repeat as you grab your big and keys.

“Well shit, umm ok what do you need from us? The game starts in 45 minutes,” he questions as you head to the elevator, feeling more water leak from between your legs. Thankfully you have put a pad on when you changed your pants.

“Ok first off, don’t panic. If Kotaro wants to play in the game he can. I’ll probably be at the hospital for a while before anything happens so we have a lot of time,” you say as Meian silently listens, “I don’t think it will do any good to have a hyper Kotaro just standing around while the hospital is getting things going.”

“Makes sense Yn, ok I’ll talk to him and see what he wants to do. I’ll have coach keep his phone on the bench, if you need anything, call him ok?” Meian repeats as you nod, heading into Akaashi’s car.

“Thanks Shugo, I appreciate it!”

“No problem Yn! Good luck!” He says before hanging up the phone as Akashi begins to drive off the hospital.

Meanwhile, your husband is freaking out, and ready to run to the hospital if he has too. He wants to be there, wants to support you in anyway he can.

“Bokuto, YN’s fine. Akaashi is taking YN to the hospital as we speak. It’s going to take a while so, if you want, you can play in the game and then leave for the hospital,” Meian suggests as Bokuto’s head shots up to meet his eyes.

“I CANT JUST LET YN ALONE!” He screeches as Sakusa rolls his eyes, stepping forward to sit next to him.

“Bokuto Yn is fine. Trust me, just because their waters broke doesn’t mean the baby is coming right now. My partner and I were in the hospital for 2 days before our kid was born,” he said trying to calm his feral teammate down.

“But what if YN has the baby and I’m not there?” Bokuto sobs, big golden eyes glazing with tears.

“Dude that’s not going to happen ok? Akaashi has Yn and he’s going to call if anything happens. If it does, you can leave right away. It’s literally 10 minutes to the hospital from here,” Atsumu says, trying to reassure his spiker, “plus if we win this game fast, then you can get to the hospital sooner.”

Bokuto perked up, his eyes drying instantly as he stood quickly, “well come on then! We’ve got a game to win!”

It had been 2 hours since you’d arrived at the hospital. The doctors and nurses had been fussing over you so much that you hadn’t even had time to turn on the Tv to watch your husbands game. Akaashi had left quickly to grab something to eat while you were getting set up.

“Can you turn the TV on please? My husband is playing in a game and I’d like to watch if possible,” you asked the nurse as she politely nodded and grabbed the remote, handing it to you.

You listened to the drum of your babies heartbeat as you quietly relaxed into the bed, the nurse starting the pitocin to help further along your progress. You flipped through channels, unable to find the game as you silently pouted. The nurse looked down at you as you continued to search.

“What does your husband play?” She asked.

“Professional volleyball. He’s a spiker for the MSBY Black Jackals,” you happily hummed as you continued to search for the game.

“Oh I knew I recognized your surname! Your husband is Kotaro Bokuto right? Sorry to tell you this sweetheart but that game ended 30 minutes ago,” she responded as you looked at her with confusion. As you went to speak, the door of your hospital room burst open as Kotaro stood in his MSBY gear. Your eyes widened at your husbands state as he raced to your side, grabbing your hand and squeezing.

“Kotaro? What the hell?” You shouted, shocked at your husbands state as Akaashi silently came into the hospital room.

“Hey hey hey baby! How are you doing? Are you ok? How’s the baby?” Kotaro shouted, ignoring your questions as you looked from him to Akaashi. Akaashi had sat down, shaking his head back and forth.

“I’m fine Ko, but umm back to my question,” you chimed.

“Oh the game? Yeah we won in straight sets,” Kotaro cheered as he pulled the chair close to you.

“Kotaro you won three sets straight in an hour and a half? Is that even possible?” You questioned as Akaashi nodded.

“Bokuto was unstoppable YN. First two sets finished in under an hour.”

“The last one took longer because the other team was stubborn but I blasted through with liners and cross shots. Plus Hinata and Sakusa were on point too!” Bokuto smiled, “I would have been here even faster if I wouldn’t have been stopped by the reporters. I told them you were in labor and that I had to go!”

“And you didn’t think to maybe shower or change before you came?” You noted as your husband looked down at himself, seemingly not noticing his disheveled and sweaty appearance.

“Oh I totally forgot about that!” He grinned as you rolled your eyes and Akaashi palmed his face.

“We’ll go and shower in the bathroom ok? I’m not having you hold our baby when you are gross and sweaty!”

“But YN- what if something happens while I’m showering?” He pouts as you grab his hand and squeeze.

“Ko, I promise nothing will happen, now go before I need you,” you prompted as your husband jumped up and ran to the bathroom, grabbing his bag on the way. The door shuts and those shower sounds as you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

“We’re you nervous he wouldn’t get here YN?” Akaashi asked as you shook your head.

“Not really, I was more nervous I’d get a call from Meian saying that he went full emo mode during the first set and that did turn on the TV to see my husband sulking on the bench,” you laughed as Akaashi chuckled.

“I don’t think anything but winning that game and getting to you crossed his mind YN,” Akaashi responded and smiled, happy your husband was finally with you.

“Nah YN, I really don’t think anything could bring that guy down right now. He’s on cloud 9.”

“You’re right Keiji,” you sighed as you waited for your energetic husband to flock to your side.

[vincent-4ever]

What and who I write for (I only write fluff/angst/comfort basically anything but smut)

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Tokyo revengers: Waka, Shinichiro, Inupi, Kokonoi, Taiju, Hanma, Yamagishi, Takuya, Makoto, Akkun, Takemichi, Mikey/Manjiro, Draken/ken, Senju, Smiley/Nahoya, Angry/Souya, Kazutora, Baji, Chifuyu, Mitsuya + any requests (no literal kids like Luna and Mana and yes I also write for ryusei and hishi even though they're in the spinoff)

Haikyu: The Miya twins, Hinata, Kageyama, Yamaguchi, Suga, Noya, Tanaka, Tsukishima, Daichi, Asahi, Suna + any requests

Jojo's bizzare adventure: Bruno, Abbachio, Joseph, Jonathan, Dio, Pucci, Jolyne, Anasui/Anastasia, Jotaro, Giorno, Fugo, Weather report/weather forecast, Josuke, Okuyasu+ any requests (I didn't read the manga and I'm not gonna write for literal children like Emporio)

Obey me! Shall we date?: Simeon, Diavolo, Thirteen, Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Solomon + Any request (not writing for Luke cus he's a child)

Ouran Highschool host club: Kyoya, Mori, Tamaki, Haruhi, Hikaru, Kaoru + any requests (No children and not honey because while I know he is 17/18 he looks like a child and it makes me uncomfortable)

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I know ohshc wasn't in the poll but I love the anime! if you have any other anime/game suggestions, if I know the anime/game I'll gladly try to write for it! Thank you

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my introduction:

HIII I'm Vincent (mochi to close friends)

I love Tokyo revengers, Scott Pilgrim, sanrio, and nana I can talk about them for hours

I love making Spotify playlists with people 😭😭 I feel like someone's music taste says a lot about them

I am a minor, as I stated before, so if you wanna be friends just don't be weird 😭 I don't really care about how old my friends are but I get it's unsettling for a lot of people

I don't text first :') so if u wanna be friends don't be scared to text me cus I I love talking to new people but I'm to scared to strike up a convo

I'm normal at first but I can get unhinged during conversations 😭😭

My socials: Snap, Insta, Discord, x, zoom, Wattpad (no I dont upload on there I plan to), Spotify, Pinterest, smule

[agendercrisisx]

“So fucking good.” He moans while you bounce on his cock, you are a panting mess. Creaming and screaming on his cock.

"Fuck someone is gonna cum." You mumble and continue your rhythm.

"Yeah that someone's gonna be me if you continue bouncing like that." He throws his head back and groans. He grabs your hips and presses you down against his and with a roar he cum in you. Filling you up so nicely, thrusting up into you a few times making sure it's nice and deep.

Bakugou, Aizawa, Dabi, Kirishima, Nishinoya, Daichi, Oikawa, Ushijima, Kuroo, Iwaizumi, Kageyama,

[classyinnie]

Kenma understands what it's like to be talked over and interrupted. Especially in a large group, he knows what it's like to be ignored because people can't hear him or think his opinion is irrelevant. It had never bothered him because it would take more of his energy to keep talking anyway. But when it comes to you, he finds it unacceptable.

Kenma was half-listening to you talking about a recent experience, but he didn’t fail to notice how you stopped midway and gradually lower the volume of your voice. Someone in the group changed the subject while you were still speaking. When he realizes you've been purposefully ignored, he can't help but abandon the game he's almost finished with and devote his full attention to you.

One glance at your glum expression, had him putting down his phone, turning to face you, and in a gentle voice coaxes you to, “Continue. What were you saying?”

Just seeing your face light up made him completely invested in your story. He honestly wouldn't mind ignoring the group conversation for you – never wanting to participate in it in the first place – as he finds what you’re saying more interesting. Eventually, Kenma would excuse you both to pull you in a quiet place so he could listen to you “better”. Your voice is his favorite thing, and making sure you feel heard has always been his number one priority. 

[his-saiko]

If it’s not us in the end, I’ll stop myself from loving again. If it’s not us in the end, should I stop myself from loving you?

timeskip!characters [Bokuto, Ushijima, Oikawa, Tsukishima]

inspired by @quirrrky's post

BOKUTO KOUTAROU

“Kou, I don’t think I can do this anymore…” You confessed to him with your head hung low tears threatening to fall. You wiped your eyes but that didn’t stop them in the slightest.

You felt his huge arms envelop you. You heard him sniff and felt him trembling. His usual cheery self is not here for this moment. He tightened his hug and buried his face on your shoulder, drenching it with his own tears. “It-It’s okay…” he stammered as he said your name. “I… I understand.” He sincerely said.

You hugged Bokuto for the last time. “I’m sorry, Kou.” You cried.

“No, no.” Bokuto broke off from the hug and wiped your tears. “I should be saying that.” He chuckled through his tears. “Just take care of yourself, okay?”

You nodded. “I’ll still watch your games.”

He smiled. “Sure.” You both gave each other a hug one last time before parting ways.

You focused on yourself for a while. The first time you saw each other again is during a game with MSBY against the Adlers. You noticed how he matured, how he was different from the last time you saw each other.

Bokuto saw a glimpse of you after the game. He was about to call you to celebrate the win with you when he saw you with someone else. His shoulders dropped but he still couldn’t help but smile when he saw your smile, your laugh. It was something he always loved about you and it still is.

“Bokuto-san?” Hinata called out to his teammate. He peeked around only to see Bokuto crying while keeping a smile on his face.

“At least, they're happy now, right?” Bokuto asked. “ But I wish it was still me making them smile like that.”

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

You asked Ushijima to talk after their practice. You walked to a spot where you both can have privacy. “Toshi… I don’t think we’re gonna work out.”

Ushijima hummed. “Are you tired?”

You shook your head. “I’m just really unsure of everything.” You bit your lip. “I know this isn’t something you wanted to deal with. I also don’t want to hold you back.”

Ushijima was quiet as he reflected on your words. “I see…” He exhaled. “Is there something I could have done for you?”

You nervously chuckled and scratched your head. “To be honest, I kind of wish you spoke your mind more. I couldn’t really understand what you were thinking and I couldn’t help but feel insecure about it.”

Ushijima hummed. “I understand. It’s getting late. I should take you home.”

“Oh, okay.” The both of you walked beside each other in silence. You wished each other a good night before you went in your dorm. You dragged your feet to your bedroom and slowly took your place on your bed. The tears you thought you never gonna come made themselves known.

You wake up early out of habit and got ready for the day, you left your dorm and saw Ushijima by the entrance. You tilted your head at the curious sight, debating to yourself whether you should talk to him or not. “Toshi?”

Ushijima greeted you.

“Are you waiting for someone?” “Yes.” He nodded. “You.” “Did you… did need something?” “No. I came here to walk you to class.” “Oh, I see.”

Nothing much has changed between the two of you. He walks you to and from your dorms and calls you out if you forget something. Even giving you some of his food if you were still hungry after eating your lunch. The two of you stayed as good friends along with Tendou.

The three of you separated after high school and after years. Tendou called you to come to Paris in which you excitedly agreed to do so. You catch them doing a documentary. After that, you gave the two of them a hug. The three of you caught up with each other until your husband came to pick you up. You introduced your husband to them and said goodbye.

Ushijima watched you as you leave them. He could only sigh and hang his head low at the sight of you being happy with someone else and Tendou could only put his hand on Ushijima’s shoulder and comfort him.

OIKAWA TOORU

“Tooru, I really think we should break up.” You huffed your words laced with exhaustion. “What?! Why?!” He protested. “Tooru, I just can’t help but feel so lonely but I don’t want you to stop doing what you love.” “N-no. Babe, we can-we can work this out.” His voice cracked at the end of his sentence.

You smiled gently and shook your head. “Tooru, I don’t want to stop you from playing volleyball. I know how much this means to you. I just…” - you shrugged - “want to prioritize me too.”

“We don’t need to break up over this! Look, I’ll-I’ll make this work out. I can- I can change my schedule-”

You laughed and let the tears fall down your head. “C'mon, Tooru… We both know that we’re both stubborn. I’m just more so than you…” Your voice croaked. “And I’m tired of being alone even with you. I love you… but you love volleyball a bit more than me. And I can’t compete with that.” You picked up your bags and left without looking back even when Oikawa tried to stop you.

He proceeded with his day like nothing happened but when alone he would always find himself on your profile to check on you. He would stay up late just so he could see your face and your smile. He drowned himself in practising volleyball until he became numb.

He finally broke down on his bed one night when he saw you marrying someone else.

TSUKISHIMA KEI

He didn’t know what to do. He looked into your eyes and understood how serious you were about separating for good. You said goodbye and walked away. He can only watch you go farther and farther away from him.

He wanted to chase you. He does. But… he respects you more than anything in this world. He just couldn’t bring himself to contradict your decision.

He loves you more than anything.

This is normal, right? For things to end? But why does it have to be you?

His teammates would notice the small changes in him after you left him and couldn’t do anything but give him space. He is harder on himself thinking that he wasn’t able to do enough for you. He could only replay in his head the arguments you had to understand where it all went wrong but even if he finds out, you’re already gone. It’s already too late.

He knew about misunderstandings. He anticipated the arguments. But he still lost you. What was the point of all this then? He was ready to lose for you but he was never ready to lose you. You both know the two of you were inexperienced with relationships but was everything so useless all along? Was he so useless all this time?

What was he supposed to do? To come so far only to lose you. What next?

If it’s not you… then what? If it’s not you… then it’s no one.

a/n: it really hurts when you have to sit with the pain of losing someone who's not meant for you

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