#haikyuu text thread

[seijoh4whore]

☀︎︎ //Haikyuu characters reacting/responding to:

— The group chat finding your thirst tweets

⚠️ // Warnings: language, suggestive

Post-time skip, gender neutral y/n, part 2/2 ( part 1 is the thirst tweets - part 2 is the messages from the gc )

🤍 Characters : Bokuto Koutarou, Oikawa Toorū, Kageyama Tobio, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Miya Atsumu, Sakusa Kiyoomi

Bokuto Koutarou ↴

Oikawa Toorū ↴

Kageyama Tobio ↴

Ushijima Wakatoshi ↴

Miya Atsumu ↴

Sakusa Kiyoomi ↴

Requests closed for this thread I’m sorry ♥︎

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[dreamingpartone]

pirate au, anyone...? here’s a small introduction to the boys in Threads of Gold 🌊✨ the first chapter is coming very soon!!

[bloopy-writes]

Haikyuu headcanons I believe with my whole heart:

Bokuto and kuroo shaved each others legs as part of a dare

Tsukishima once got into a fight with a 7 year old over the correct way to pronounce certain dinosaur names

Kenma is actually really good at dancing and the only person who knows this is Akashi who has been sworn to take this secret to his grave

Daishou and Kuroo have a long text thread that’s just them asking each other for hair care advice

Oikawa and kageyama meet up once a year and have curry together while updating each other about life but they will absolutely deny doing this if anyone actually asks them about it

[strawhattery]

since i started publishing utilities included, a few questions have come up multiple times in my DMs. i'm always happy to answer them, but i also thought it'd be helpful if i put my answers to those questions somewhere for people to see, so here's that~

your writing is familiar—do i know you from something else? i wrote haikyuu fanfiction (sakuatsu specifically) from 2020-2021 under the AO3 pseudonym astroeulogy.

what do you ship in one piece? i'm a multishipper, so i ship most things. if i see fan content for a ship and think it fucks, then i ship it (at least within the context of the thing i saw it in). if you have NOTPs in one piece, i generally recommend you not follow me; i'll always tag the individual characters, but i won't use ship tags unless the content is overtly romantic.

is it ok if i make [insert fanwork here] based on your fic? this is pretty much always going to be a huge YES from me!* fanart, podfic, translations, text posts, live read threads, etc. are all allowed for anything i write! all i ask is that you include credit to the original publication on AO3. beyond that, knock yourself out! and if you make anything based on my work, please send me a link—i LOVE seeing it!

*as long as you're not trying to make money from it or running it through generative AI systems; this is probably obvious, but just to be safe!

what's the best way to talk to you? DMs are best! you can use my tumblr ask box, DM me on twitter, or find me on discord (i'm strawhattery on twitter, tumblr, and discord). i'm also in the zosan and sanzo servers, but i'm not as active in those as i'd like to be.

can i ask about your writing? if you mean my writing process or characterization tips, yes! i LOVE talking about writing!! but if you're asking for spoilers, sorry but no can do ☺️

your writing/fic/reposts remind me of something else, can i send you a rec? please hold on to your recs until april 20! once utilities included is fully published, i'll have much more time to go through recommendations!

do you have any other WIPs? i have a Concept. stay tuned!

[ushiwakaout]

is it possible for a text between reader and sugawara, hajime, osamu and oikawa where the reader feels like/ are being followed

yes ofc! text threads are 100% able to be requested

[build-a-bastard]

I never realised I’d have to do so much research before attempting to write a haikyuu text thread :))

[twiddle-dee-twiddle-dumb]

HAIKYUU! BOYS RESPONDS/ REACTS:

Telling Their S/O Someone’s Flirting With Them

A/N: Nothing much. Just enjoy. 🌼

Kenma

Tetsuro

Kei

Keiji

Kotaro

Tobio

Toru

Koushi

Eita

Wakatoshi

[delwrites]

you and kenma try to make plans…

this was a conversation I had with one of my friends and it reminded me of him (because she reminds me of him, goblins smh) so have this ig ((no I don’t know what this is either #sorrynotsorry))

oh also let’s please pretend I didn’t make those 5th Aug please and thank you <3

[daz4i]

not pictured: daichi questioning all choices he’s made that might’ve led him to this moment

[come-on-shitty-boys]

Haikyuu But They Respond To “Can I ask you something?” Texts. (Captain Edition)

I’m trying something new 👀👀 So, I might start incorporating these into my usual mix.

[whoopsimsimpingagain]

A brief text exchange between me and IRL Iwaizumi.

I'm still recovering from last night, btw.

This man is as sweet as pie with just the right amount of spice and I'm living for it.

(please excuse our nerdy work talk. Massage therapist and Athletic trainer in the house.)

[seijoh4whore]

☀︎︎ //Haikyuu characters reacting/responding to:

— you texting them the lyrics from Kill Bill by SZA

⚠️ // Warnings: none?

Post-time skip, gender neutral y/n

🤍 Characters : Sugawara Koshi, Oikawa Toorū, Bokuto Koutarou, Ushijima Wakatoshi

Sugawara Koshi ↴

Oikawa Toorū ↴

Bokuto Koutarou ↴

Ushijima Wakatoshi ↴

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[faetarou]

𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 || 𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨, 𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢, 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐨, 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐚, 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐚

fandom || haikyuu

pairings || various x reader [second!POV] bokuto koutarou, akaashii keiji, kuroo tetsurou, kozume kenma, sakusa kiyoomi

gender || unspecified

desc || how various players like to sleep with you. kinda sorta a part of a series?.

warnings // disclaimers || swearing

word count || 0.6k

taglist || @crystal-lilac , @kenmaslov3r​ ​, @jojowantstocry , @igyus , @imarriedachef [you can send me an ask, dm, or use the google form to be added !!]

KOUTAROU will admit that, since he started dating you, evenings have become better than they used to be. What used to be excitedly bouncing around his bedroom with his phone in hand, watching random YouTube videos and waiting for people to text him back, became snuggling into bed practically the second you'd finished dinner, you in his arms. He gets such joy from completely encompassing you in his arms, letting you giggle against his chest as his arms form a cage, your lips brushing his collarbone. Koutarou loves that having you in his life allows him a few hours of calm that he wouldn't normally allow himself, and he'll show it with constant kisses to your temple throughout the night.

KEIJI is busy so, so often, and he hates it. That's why he relishes those hours of the night when you kiss his cheek gently and force him to come to bed. He feels so warm and safe when you gently wriggle your arms around his waist to pull him as close as he can come, nudging his nose with own. That's when Keiji will just cradle your face with his hands, brushing his fingers over your cheekbones and smiling at the feeling of you just being there. Sleeping probably ends up as you spooning him (Keiji little spoon agenda), his hands holding yours where they rest over his hips. Those nights, when he has you, always bring the best dreams.

TETSUROU is a good worker to the letter. Even around the time you start getting drowsy, he's still got more to do. Your compromise is he brings his laptop into the bed, and you can lie with your head resting against the side of his thigh until he's done. Usually, Tetsurou only finishes by the time you're already asleep, and he'll smile down at your sleeping face, brushing your hair out of your face and pulling you onto him to cuddle you. He feels really guilty for how busy he is, until you subconsciously reach out for him in your sleep. Then he'll smile, as your hands cling to his shirt, tucking his arm around your shoulders and nuzzling you like a tired cat.

KENMA finds it hard to sleep, and he hates it. When you came into his life, you did your best to help him - you couldn't fix everything, but you could damn well try. Your go-to position in the evenings is with Kenma's head resting on your thighs, looking up at you as you smile down at him, threading his hair through your fingers with a gentle smile. No matter how long it took, you stayed with him until he fell asleep, and he love you for it. Once his eyes were closed, you gently wriggled down so his head fell on your shoulder. Kenma will hold you through the whole night, like a teddy bear, unwilling to let go (it's really cute).

KIYOOMI is surprisingly touchy with people he loves and trusts - and that includes you. He pulls you into bed by the waist, pressing a thousand and one butterfly kisses all over your face as you watch some drama to wind down. It's your nightly ritual to watch something together and then pick it apart: psychoanalysing the characters or making fun of the awful plot. Kiyoomi wouldn't admit it to anyone, but having your body in his arms as you giggled at whatever was on the screen filled his chest with flutters. He wouldn't be able to sleep, just because of how quickly his heart was beating at being so close to you. He just really, really loves you.

࿐ 𝐟𝐚𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 !!

[mattsunbae]

Hi I’m shy but can I please request the Hq!! boys reactions to you showing up at their door at 2 am in tears? Thank you

ahh no need to be shy :,) i’m friendly, i swear <3

HAIKYUU BOYS REACTING TO YOU SHOWING UP AT THEIR DOOR IN TEARS

characters — osamu miya, issei matsukawa, kiyoomi sakusa, hajime iwaizumi

warnings — slight panic attacks :(

song —

OSAMU

awoke to a string of texts that immediately caught his attention. a thread of saddening texts in separate messages, making his heart drop into his stomach. osamu quickly but quietly made his way down the stairs and outside — only to see you standing there with tears streaming down your face, gasping for air as you choked on your tears. "samu, 'm so sorry. i know it's la-" he didn't let you finish as he wrapped his arms around your torso, pulling you in for a tight, suffocating hug. "i was boutta come get you." he sighed with relief as he knew you were alright in his arms, where you belonged. "'m so sorry. i was just so upset and i didn't know where to go." you choked as the tears kept pouring out of your eyes, soaking up his shirt. "shhh, angel. don't apologize. parents are outta town n tsumu's with aran tonight, come in." osamu kissed the top of your forehead before directing you in the house. "yer with me now. everythin's gonna be alright." he whispered before shutting the front door.

MATTSUKAWA’s

phone rang on his nightstand, invading his ears. he groaned with annoyance before picking it up to see your name flashing across the screen. all the sleep escaped from matsukawa as he quickly accepted the call. his heart shattered as he heard you babbling about all the things that were upsetting you. he hated hearing how broken you were. “are you at home? where are you, babygirl? i’ll come get you.” he was already downstairs as he questioned you. “outside.” you softly spoke. the front door swung open to reveal you looking up at him, eyes red and puffy. “oh gosh you’re here.” mattsun breathed heavily as he hugged you, feeling your warmth. “what’s on your mind, babygirl?” he didn’t let go as he kissed you gently, rubbing your back. “um —“ you had to catch your breath in order to have a legible conversation. “‘s alright, later. come inside. i’ll make you some tea, yeah?” issei gently spoke as he guided you in the house.

SAKUSA

sat up in bed and looked down at his phone with blurred vision, the machine buzzing nonstop. groaning with irritation and frustration, kiyoomi read the messages you were sending him, rubbing his eyes to see if he was seeing them correctly. he in fact, was. kiyoomi quickly called you as he got out of bed, already slipping a hoodie on. “omi-“ “tell me where you are and i’ll come get you.” he demanded your location as he slipped down the stairs before sliding his shoes on. “‘m outside.” you meekly answered just as he swung the door open. kiyoomi’s expression softened at the sight of you in tears. “hey, beautiful.” he softly spoke as he cradled your head in his arms. “why didn’t you tell me, y/n?” kiyoomi let go and cupped your chin, still speaking at a gentle tone. “i didn’t wanna bother you with my feelings.” you admitted. “you might be a nuisance sometimes,” he pecked your lips, “but your feelings aren’t. talk to me when you need to.” kiyoomi’s lips stretched into a small smile as you nodded. “let’s get you inside. you’re spending the night.”

IWAIZUMI

rolled his eyes as he ignored the nth call that showed up on his phone screen. he assumed it was oikawa blowing up his phone again until he did a double take to see it was you calling him. “yeah? are you safe, honey?” iwaizumi’s voice was like honey, smooth and calming as he flew down the stairs. “i-“ you were cut off by the front door opening, revealing you in a vulnerable state. he sighed with relief as he basically tackled you into a hug, suffocating you. “iwa, ‘m so sorry.” you hiccuped as the tears just kept flowing, eventually soaking up his shirt. “for what?” he looked down at you with genuine confusion. “for being annoying with feelings and everything.” your eyes were glued to the floor as you shyly spoke. “oh c’mon now, you know that’s not true, baby.” iwa slightly chuckled at your words, confused on why you would even think you were being annoying. “come inside. you can have one of my shirts and we can cuddle, alright?” he swung the door open again before shutting it gently.

© please refrain from copying my work. copying/editing is not allowed.

[starfinss]

Wingman — Akaashi Keiji

Fandom: Haikyuu!!

Summary: Bokuto heard you like Akaashi and decides to be your wingman. It goes about as well as it sounds.

Pairing: Akaashi Keiji x Reader

Rating: Fluff, humor (SFW)

Word Count: 1,779

“Do you like Akaashi?”

You choked on your rice at Bokuto’s sudden question, sending you into a violent coughing fit as you pounded on your chest in an attempt to clear your throat.

“I’m sorry, what?!” You said once you could speak, taking a large swallow of water from your bottle.

Bokuto looked blankly at you, owlishly, which was sort of his default expression. “I asked if you liked Akaashi.”

You sent a glance to Yukie, who seemed to be trying her best to look innocent.

“Who,” you said pointedly, and you watched Yukie’s facade break, just a smidge, “told you something like that?”

Bokuto inclined his head in said girl’s direction. “Her.”

You sighed, running a hand through your hair. “Yukie, I told you not to tell anyone. And you told him of all people?”

A pause, then offense flashed across Bokuto’s face. “Hey!”

Yukie made a pained noise. “I’m sorry! It kind of just… slipped out. We were talking about how Akaashi never seems to date anyone, and I remembered what you told me and I just… I couldn’t stop talking!”

“No offense, Yukie, but Bokuto isn’t the best at keeping secrets.”

“Hey hey, I can keep secrets!”

You pressed your lips into a thin line, hands flattened against your temples.

“Okay, prove it by keeping this one. I haven’t told Akaashi because I’ve never seen him ever show me any sign that he feels the same.”

Bokuto took a large bite of his sandwich. “Just tell ‘im anyway. What’s the worst that could happen?”

You sighed. “Don’t talk with your mouth full, it’s disgusting. And I dunno, he could reject me?”

Bokuto swallowed loudly, a splitting grin growing on his face.

“Well, what about this, (L/N). How about I be your wingman? Ey?”

Your mind flooded with all the ways that idea could go wrong, and the bad outweighed the good.

“No. No, Bokuto—“

“Come on, (L/N), let me help! I know Akaashi better than anyone, we’re best friends! I wanna do this for you, come on, let me!”

Bokuto was relentless on and off the court, and he was hard to argue with. He did know Akaashi the best, you’d give him that, even while you were friends with the quiet setter as well. Being team manager with Yukie really did have its perks.

And Akaashi really was too pretty for his own good.

You could benefit from Bokuto’s help, even if something would undoubtedly go terribly wrong in the process.

“Fine,” you relented, resulting in loud cheers, the sounds drawing the attention of the people eating lunch around you.

You exchanged a weary look with Yukie.

“I hate you,” you said, and she smiled.

“I know.”

Your eyes flicked back to Bokuto, who was bouncing in his seat.

“I have a plan.”

You put another bite of rice in your mouth. If this was going to be as insane as you thought it was going to be, you’d need a full stomach.

“Tell me.”

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Bokuto’s plan was horrible.

The first one he gave you involved you just walking up and kissing Akaashi, but your use of some choice language in response to that made Bokuto change tactics.

“Go into a closet—“

“No.”

“I could lock—“

“Bo!”

He groaned. “Let me talk!”

“Then stop giving me plans that could result in me being utterly humiliated!”

“Fine! Then try this. Just get him alone after practice and ask him to walk you home.”

You frowned. “We do that every day anyway. We live two houses apart.”

“Toss him some sets!”

Yukie made a frustrated noise. “I’m going to lock you in the club room.”

You gave her a fearful look. “Me?”

“No. Bokuto. But maybe you if we can’t come up with something.”

You closed your now empty lunch box. “So you’re in on this too, now?”

She grinned. “I’ve always been in on this.”

Anger simmered in the pit of your stomach. “Did you tell him on purpose?”

“What?” Yukie said, then paled. “No. That really was an accident. All I’m saying is I support you.”

“Well,” you sighed, “that’s something, I guess.”

“Lock you in the club room!” Bokuto cried, and the expression on his face coupled with the triumphant tone in his voice made it seem very much like he’d struck gold.

You paused. “What?”

“I was joking, Bo,” said Yukie.

“No, but it could work!”

It could. But you were pretty sure Akaashi had a key, so it would be kind of useless to put him in a situation he could easily get out of. And, to further this, you also had a key. Bokuto pouted when you relayed this to him.

“Come on, (L/N), let me be your wingman!”

You rolled your eyes. “Isn’t that what I’m doing? All you’re giving me is stuff like ‘lock yourself in a closet.’”

“It could work!”

The bell rang, signaling the end of the lunch period, and you stood up, stretching your arms above your head.

“I’ll see you guys at practice,” you said, “text me if you get any new ideas.”

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Practice was somewhat of a nightmare. Of course, it went as well as it usually did, the gym full of Bokuto’s victorious shouts and Akaashi and the other club member’s sarcastic quips. But that wasn’t the problem. Every time something needed to be fetched or the water needed to be refilled, either Yukie or Bokuto, usually with matching grins, suggested you go with Akaashi. Akaashi, of course, shut this down fairly quickly since he had no need to assist you with such menial tasks.

But Bokuto didn’t stop there, no. It was too much to hope a hurricane would stop in its path.

Because during a break, Akaashi approached you.

“Is there any reason why Bokuto is constantly asking me to compliment you?”  He said as he dried his face with a towel.

You furrowed your eyebrows, dread sinking into the pit of your stomach. “He’s doing what?!”

“Asking me to-“

“No, I heard you. I just can’t believe he’s doing that.”

Akaashi blinked, oblivious to the situation. “Is there a problem, (L/N)?”

You sighed. “Yeah. No, I don’t know. This is a mess.”

From what Akaashi told you, Bokuto had started showering you with random compliments, then asked Akaashi if he agreed.

“I just want to know why he’s doing that. Do you think he has a crush on you?”

You shook your head. “No. This is… It’s something else. I don’t really want to talk about it, sorry Akaashi.”

He looked worried all of a sudden. “Is there something wrong?”

Your eyes went wide. “No! I’m fine, really. I just— I can’t talk about it.”

“Why?” Bokuto said, strolling over, and you deflated, “do you not trust him?”

“Bo,” you warned, speaking between gritted teeth, “not. Now.”

“Isn’t this what winging is?”

Akaashi looked deeply confused. “Winging? What is that supposed to mean? Did you make up a word for spiking?”

Bokuto seemed affronted. “No! I’m her… Her man wing—“

“It’s called wingman, Bo,” you muttered.

He was going to give you away.

“Tell him, (L/N), he thinks you’re pretty, smart-“

Akaashi blinked. “You asked me what I thought about that, Bokuto.”

Bokuto faked shock. “So you don’t really think those things?”

“I never said I didn’t.”

Bokuto gave a squawk you could only assume was a cry of victory. “See? See, (L/N) Akaashi thinks you’re pretty! You gotta tell him, tell him now!”

You looked at Bokuto with pure murder in your eyes, and he seemed to falter.

“Tell me what?!”

“Akaashi!” You cried, “talk to me outside, would you?”

You looked sharply at Bokuto.

You buried your head in your hands once you were outside. “ I might as well just come out and say it, because we both know Bokuto isn’t about to quit. That massive meathead is trying to be my wingman because he found out I like you today.”

You sent Yukie a murderous look as she passed the open door, raising your voice a bit as you spoke. “Because someone told him.”

She looked sheepish.

You closed the door, only breaking eye contact with her when you couldn’t keep in anymore due to the new barrier between you.

“Well, that’s fine,” Akaashi said, “I like you, too.”

You worried your lip between your teeth. “I understand if— Wait what?”

Akaashi looked at you blankly. “I like you too, (L/N).”

You were at a loss for words. “You never gave me any signs that you liked me too.”

Akaashi leaned against the door. “I walk you home every night.”

You frowned. “We’re literally neighbors.”

“That’s beside the point. Why do you think I bring you breakfast to eat while we walk to school?”

You blushed. “I thought you were being nice.”

“No,” Akaashi stepped forward, letting his hands fall to your shoulders, “no, (L/N). I like you. You’re an incredible person, and I thought I was making myself clear with my advances.”

Well, you decided, you were a dumbass.

“Wanna… Go get something to eat sometime?” You asked, voice quiet, and Akaashi nodded.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

He kissed you, and you swear you forgot how to breathe, that you forgot your own name. You sighed softly, reaching up to thread your fingers into his hair. Akaashi was an intense young man, and kissing him, even if it was simple and innocent, was just as intense. You felt him wrap his arms around your waist with a heartbreaking tenderness, nose brushing yours as his lips pressed and ghosted against your own.

It was cold outside, but you didn’t care, not when his lips were so soft and gentle.

The door opened abruptly and you heard a shout that could only have belonged to Bokuto. You felt Akaashi smile against your mouth before he pulled back.

“I am the best wingman!” He cried, “Hey, hey, hey!”

You laughed. It felt good to laugh, especially when Akaashi was still holding you so close.

“You are, Bo,” you confirmed, resulting in more cheering.

“Akaashi got a girlfriend!” He shouted as he ran inside, and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Is that what you want to be?” Akaashi asked, and you nodded.

“Yes.” You were unable to hide your grin.

“Then it’s official.” Akaashi kissed your nose, then stepped back.

“I will hold your hand when we walk home.”

You blushed at his bluntness. “I’ll hold you to that.”

“Nice pun!” You heard Yukie shout, and you groaned.

“I hate both of you!”

You didn’t. But the smile that ghosted Akaashi’s lips as you said the words was worth it.

So was the burning kiss he gave you after practice, and the feeling of his hand in yours as you walked home.

Maybe having Bokuto’s help, as disastrous as it had been, wasn’t so bad after all.

[aboutissei]

uhm lemme know if i did this incorrectly

could i request hq boys reacting to their fem!s/o coming home late at night drunk (if youre uncomfy writing this then plz ignore) i dont mind which characters are in it but if you could, include iwaizumi, tsukishima, and oikawa! thank you in advance and sorry if this wasn’t descriptive enough <3

synopsis: coming home late at night, drunk to the haikyuu boys

genre: fluff/suggestive & slight angst if you look close enough

reader type: female reader

pairings: hajime iwaizumi, kei tsukishima, tooru oikawa & keiji akaashi

not proofread —

a/n: hi love! you did perfect, i hope this fits yer’ standards & thank you sm for being my first ask<33

HAJIME IWAIZUMI

‘ hajime would be one of the worried types because as much as he doesn’t show it, he gets insecure about the thought of you finding love in another man because he wasn’t good enough. with that said, iwaizumi trusts you and just hopes your safe.

‘ when he hears the door click, he’s quick to jump on his feet to bound towards you.

++

the click of the door was all hajime needed for him to quickly make his way to the entryway of your shared home. “princess, where have you been? it’s late and i was starting to get worried-“ he began before looking up at your disheveled state. his head tilted slightly as you dropped your heels by the door and began wobbling over to him. you almost fell but hajime was quick to catch you in his strong arms, he always was. “y/n, are you drunk.” his pout quickly broke into a half-smirk, half smile as he glanced down at you drooping in his arms. “my coworker *hic* invited me for a drink and i got carried away *hic*,” you mumbled as you snuggled deeper into hajime’s chest. inhaling the scent of the hoodie that was draped over his built body. “next time, let me know so i can come to get you.” he scolded as he placed a feathery kiss on your hairline. the light snores coming from your body were all iwa needed, he immediately hooked his muscular arms under your thighs and carried you to the bathroom so he could quickly wash your face and help you get changed. you shivered at the cool contact of the bathroom counter meeting your thighs. you whined quietly before iwaizumi shushed you, he began taking out your makeup wipes and wiping the slightly smudged makeup from your face. “i’ll always take care of you, love.” he mumbled as he added some moisturizer to your now cleaned face.

KEI TSUKISHIMA

‘ whew my sweet boy, he would be one of the types to laugh at your drunken endeavors. although he is worried about why you aren’t home at this hour, he can only assume your safe.

‘ he of course takes care of you but nothing wrong with a little teasing while doing it ;)

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tsukishima was laid out on the couch of your shared apartment, patiently waiting for you to come through the front door. although, he wouldn’t dare to say it. he was beginning to get restless without you being there to thread your fingers through his hair and shower him in your abundance of love and affection. as soon as he heard the fumble of keys in the door, he was quick to swivel his head around to look at the entryway. the sight of you standing there, slightly disheveled and foggy eyed completely gave it away. not that you were trying to hide the fact that you were drunk, you just knew you weren’t going to hear the end of this. “keiii.” you whined as you hobbled through the entryway and into the living room where he was seated, trying to hold back the giggles captured in his throat. “welcome home love.” he coughed out a chuckle before glancing at the sight of you throwing yourself on him, limbs splayed against the couch and your head resting directly against his chest. “y/n..are you drunk?” tsukki asked, adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose. “i went..out for drinks with my boss but i missed *hic* you.” you mumbled as you nuzzled your ear deeper into his chest. “did you drive home?” he questioned, ready to scold you about the dangers of drunk driving. “no...my coworker dropped me off.” you answered, the alcohol still hazing your mind. tsukishima sighed as you laid there snuggled into his chest, his cheeks couldn’t help but tinge red as he glanced at your now limp body. your now even breaths were kei’s signal to get you cleaned up and he did just that. removing your clothes as he put you in one of his t-shirts which pooled around your waist and quickly wiping your face with a makeup wipe before laying you into your shared bed. he paused to playfully scoff at the way you would whine when he unlatched your arms from his waist while he was changing your clothes. “you're so stupid. goodnight love.” he mumbled as he slipped in beside you in the bed, a soft kiss placed on your nose causing you to smile softly in your sleep.

TOORU OIKAWA

‘ oikawa was straight out miserable, you coming home late was worrying him but he was also so restless without your touch

‘ poor iwaizumi had to endure an hour long facetime call about how worried and sad oikawa was because he missed his angelic girlfriend.

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as soon as oikawa heard your keys jingle in the door, he was quick to jump off the bed and is in a full-on sprint to the door. “ANGEL! YOUR BACK.” he shouted as he threw his arms around you, the speed at which he wrapped himself around you was astounding. all you could do was giggle as the alcohol flowing through your veins and the visions of this 6 ft man wrapped around your body like a koala was hilarious. oikawa quickly unlatched himself before placing a quick kiss on your lips, your lips always felt familiar to him but the bitter taste of alcohol was a big difference. “angel, did you drive home drunk?” oikawa scolded as he placed a hand on his hip, looking down at you with a frown. “no tooru, i *hic* got a lyft.” you mumbled as you try to walk deeper into the apartment, which you failed at. you tripped over an uneven floorboard which made oikawa quickly react, he wrapped his arms around your waist before you could fall. “alright you big dope, let’s get you to bed.” he giggled as he picked you up, your legs immediately wrapping around his waist. he handed you your clothes and sat in the bathroom while you did your night routine, just watching and making sure you didn’t hurt yourself and helping you when he saw fit. when you were ready for bed, oikawa slipped into the spot beside you and pulled you straight into his chest, to which you tangled your legs with his, a silent i missed you. he kissed your forehead before gently resting his head on top of yours. “i missed you too angel.” he mumbled, knowing you missed him from the way you clung to him in your sleep. the next morning he was loud and forgot about your hangover but was quick to get you some pain meds and some breakfast.

KEIJI AKAASHI

‘ akaashi was out-right worried, he had sent you multiple texts and even tried calling once or twice. okay maybe three times

‘ it was nearing midnight and akaashi could only hope you were just working late or out with coworkers.

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akaashi quitely paced around in the kitchen while he waited for the water for his tea to be ready when he heard the door creak open. he quickly made his way to the entryway. silence between the two of you when he pulls you in for a hug and a sweet kiss. he rested his forehead against yours before releasing you from his grip. “did i *hic* worry you, i didn’t mean to worry you, keiji.” you began ranting as your eyes began to water. he quickly wrapped his arms around your waist before smiling at you softly. “it’s alright love, just let me know you’ll be home late next time.” his smile reasssuring as he watched the tears slip out of your eyes. “i-i’m sorry, i should’ve let you know.” the tears began free flowing as you tried to sniff them back. the sight was enough to make akaashi distressed, he knew you were obviously drunk from the kiss he had given you earlier but he had no idea you were an emotional drunk. “baby, it’s okay. come drink some tea & then we can head to bed okay? i’m not mad, i promise.” akaashi placed a hand in the small of your back, lightly directing you to the kitchen where the kettle went off. as you sat down, he placed a warm cup of tea in front of you and placed another peck to your forehead. “you’re so good *hic* to me, keiji. i don’t deserve you.” you broke out into a sob as you placed your teacup down in place for rapidly rubbbing at your eyes. “you deserve the world, my love. now stop all this crying okay? you’re gonna hurt yourself.” he mumbled as he pulled your hands away from your face, your puffy eyes making him pout before he kissed away the onslaught of tears that now stained your face. by the time you finished your tea, you had worn yourself out from all the crying. akaashi carefully picked your sleeping body up from the table, careful not to wake you as he gently placed you on your shared bed. he tried to get you changed in the best way without waking you up but all he could manage was wiggling on one of his hoodies onto you. he frowned at the distress splayed on your sleeping face, probably from the crying he thought to himself. he kissed the corners of your lips before sliding into bed next to you. “goodnight y/n.” he blushed slightly before turning off the bedside lamp and snuggling up next to you.

a/n: and we are done with my very first request! once again, i hope this fit your standards and i did your request justice. also, later toda i will be posting my navi posts (rules, dni & byf all included)

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