#i love bokuto sm

[mindie-arts]

Training camp squad💥

[clouduyu]

they overslept

[iheartduckie]

cutting their shirts

a/n - this is my first post dedicated to dad! haikyuu boys. based off this tiktok.

bokuto kotaro | miya atsumu | hinata shoyo | sakusa kiyoomi | iwaizumi hajime

domestic fluff x fem! reader (word count: idk)

notes - reader is referenced as “mommy/mama”, implications of breastfeeding UNEDITED ASF FR 2021 TOO SOB

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#10; bokuto kotaro [!]

-> you were a little confused when bokuto excitedly told you not to worry, and insisted that you went on that outing with your friends. you only waved it off as him wanting to spend time with the baby. even before walking through the door, you were able to hear bokuto’s laughter from outside. entering quietly, your hand went up to your mouth to cover your laugh. bokuto turned to face you, and greeted you with a smile. “look, your mama ’s here,” he said, lifting her to face you. she giggled happily as you peppered her face in kisses. you sat down next to bokuto, who welcomed you in his arms, watching you both with a warm smile.

#13; miya atsumu [!]

-> he let the idea marinate in his mind after he heard bokuto talk about it in practice. after you left the room to use the bathroom, he threw on the prepped shirt and secured the bottles, picking up the baby to feed her. “‘m good at this, right darlin’? i should do this more often..” you walked into the room and was greeted by the sight of atsumu supposedly ‘breastfeeding’ your daughter. he stared at you, trying to hide his smile, before you bursted out laughing. “our angel is perfectly fine with it-” “i’m not letting you that to our daughter, tsum, give her to me”

#15; sakusa kiyoomi [!]

-> you watched as his face scrunched up from the tiktok you showed him, and laughed when he clutched your daughter a little tighter, who giggled at his actions. “your mommy is being silly princess, i love you but i’d never do that.” he said, playing with her curls and softly smiling at her when she happily buried her face into his chest. “you’re lucky your cute, omi” “or what? i’m literally your baby daddy and husband” “i’ll ask tsumu to do it then” later, you received a call from atsumu, who begged you to not to ask him whatever sakusa was ranting about

#21; hinata shoyo [!]

-> he actually proposed the idea to you, and you helped him set everything up. “babe! look i’m doing it” you decided to film it with a smile, as the result was successful. he was able to feed your son, and looked so proud while he did it. the video was sent to the msby group chat, and someone posted it on the verified twitter account, tagging the alder’s twitter account to do the ‘challenge’ too. hinata accidentally started a fad, and somewhat a meme.

#; iwaizumi hajime [!]

-> iwaizumi wouldn’t do this, no matter how much you begged, and you accepted the fact. when he walked into your shared home after a tiring practice, the last thing that he wanted to see was oikawa feeding his daughter with bottles through a tee shirt. you laughed at his tired expression, and went over to greet him with a kiss on his cheek. oikawa froze in fear, while you picked up your son from his hold with a smile. “i understand i said ‘no’ to your request, but maybe ask me again before asking shi- poopykawa. now cover his ears, i just need to tell poopykawa something”

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reblogs let others see my work! notes and feedbacks are highly appreciated <3 boop

mahal ka MWAH

[owlyflufff]

After all these years, we finally have art of Akaashi eating his supposed favorite food, we've reached a milestone

[lavenderthe8]

i’m sorry i’m sorry but the msby four are literally the smiling friends

just thinking about atsumu and hinata going on jobs together. kiyoomi and atsumu not really liking each other but still having some sort of romantic tension going on. bokuto always off doing side quests.

i love msby four and the smiling friends okay let me have my moment.

[astrowaffles]

noone ever seems to acknowledge the huge love that Bokuto has for learning? Get that man a book of fun facts right now

[kodaiki]

aud!!! could you do a phone layout tour😆 (WAIT IK THAT WEIRD TO ASK BUT I JUST NEED INSPO DOR ME😭 sorry i’m just a nosy girl😔🤓)

OMG YES I LOVE SHOWING MY IOS🫣🫣 I have a light and dark mode depending on the time of day!

[miyamoratsumuu]

thinking of hq red string smau with bokuaka and reader

the two of you met during your second year of highschool. you had to transfer to fukurodani in the middle of the school year because of your parent's job, and coincidentally, when you met with the person that was supposed to show you around campus, the red string wrapped around their ring finger connected to yours.

keiji's emotions were a mix of shock and excitement when you shook hands with him. he were excited because he finally met his soulmate, obviously! the person that almost everyone in the world looks for but most fall unfortunate because they end up never finding theirs, or only meeting them once it's too late. and he was shocked, because he was excited. mostly because he doubted this whole soulmate thing the world entangled you all in once you turned sixteen. he didn't understand how having a set system for who you're supposed to be with for the rest of your life made any sense at all.

that doesn't really matter now, though. his doubts and worries were all washed away once he got to know you anyway. you both decided on taking it slow first as friends then when it comes to it and romantic feelings develop between the two of you, you'd take the next step.

you found out about how he was a player in the school's volleyball team. simultaneously, he also introduced you to a certain owl-like third year that keiji seemed to grow fond of. bokuto kotaro, the fukurodani volleyball team's proud captain. bokuto kotaro, the man without a red string wrapped around his ring finger.

[touchlikethesun]

kuroo doesn't even really know tsukki yet and somehow he knows the exact right thing to say to get tsukki riled up (and to therefore do what kuroo wants) stellar performance i salute you

[in-a-faith-forgottenn-land]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOKUTO MY SWEET SUNSHINE CHILD

[glowingsand]

pregame ♡!!

bonus:

[charkbites]

Hii omg I get you I love bokuroo so much I have so many headcanons in my mind and I always get surprised at the lack of content 😭 I'd love to hear about what you're writing if you wanna share!! And samee I don't have anyone to talk to them about I haven't tried rp much but I'd love to talk about them if you want!!

hi !! omg you have no idea this was such a lovely surprise to see in my askbox, i'd love to talk about them with you !! all the time !! pls feel free to yap away about your headcanons at any time too i'd love to hear them <3

aha the drabbles i'm currently writing aren't full fics or anything unfortunately but i'm almost done with a bokuroo beach date one !! i just wanted to write something fluffy... but i'm also trying to write a little something for bokuto's birthday, we'll see if i make it in time cause i'm the slowest writer ever... 😭

[reineyday]

timeskip bokuto being insistent that he is the normal him on the court now is as baffling as it is charming

[ilygetou]

Sexy...

HE LOOKS SO FUCKING ATTRACTIVE. SKNDJW SCREAMING INTO MY PILLOW.

[owlyflufff]

Something about Bokuto growing familiar with Akaashi's handwriting throughout their high school years, whether it's through little notes on how to improve that Akaashi leaves for him or the way caught Akaashi writing little tidbits of writing in a notebook or two.

Still Bokuto Koutarou remembers Akaashi Keiji's handwriting very well, it's a lot more elegant than his. He can recognize the particular way some letters are written, signs of something so precise, accurate and careful. It's very Akaashi-like.

By the time they've parted ways (or if Bokuto graduating but still going into the gym regardless to see Akaashi and the new recruits is considered parting ways), Akaashi's handwriting is still as memorable and recognizable to him. Bokuto knows it the same way he knows Akaashi so well.

Though merely sending a text message is more convenient and easier by a long mile, Bokuto decides to write a letter to Akaashi during his college days. Nothing admittedly prompts him to do it (he's always been one to try different things afterall), but he does it anyway, picking up pen and paper and humming a little tune as he crafts little stories, tales and experiences with his words.

His rambles and thoughts only for Akaashi and Akaashi to bear witness to.

A few days after sending the letter, no response. Akaashi doesn't bring it up either in text messages or conversation and for a little while Bokuto considers maybe it was a bit too silly of an idea.

Until a letter slips underneath his door and Bokuto doesn't even need to read where it came from before he's swiftly opening the envelope.

There is something to be said about seeing Akaashi's handwriting again. He misses it.

His finger gently trails along the paper, a soft smile on his lips as he reads Akaashi's response and his own tidbits of stories and tales, the chaos that is being Fukurodani's captain now in his stead. It doesn't take long before Bokuto is reaching for his pen and paper once more, writing another letter with just as much enthusiasm.

The exchange of letters between them last longer than Bokuto expected, but it would be an understatement to say he was happy in regards to it.

There is one day however, that Bokuto notices something is amiss.

Perhaps his eyes are just deceiving him, but he notices how some of the words are tangled. They aren't written the same way Bokuto recognizes them, not as careful as he had remembered them to be. It's a little odd to say the least but Bokuto merely assumes that it's just a little off detail and goes on, pen and paper already on the table as he writes back a response.

It gets worse.

The soft smile that was once there draws into a frown on Bokuto's lips as Bokuto notices how Akaashi's handwriting gets progressively messier. With every letter that he receives the words on the letter are getting harder to read, ink splatters and smudges on the paper. It doesn't help that the paragraphs start to get shorter and shorter with each passing letter Akaashi sends back.

Bokuto knows Akaashi's handwriting far too well but he knows Akaashi Keiji even more. Something is definitely wrong.

He's a new member of the MSBY team by then, having not been able to visit Akaashi as frequently when Akaashi also graduated. However this time he doesn't waste time, purchasing a ticket and making it over to Akaashi's apartment.

He doesn't know if it's a blessing or curse that his hunch was right.

There is something to be said about seeing someone so dear to you, with far too dark and deep circles under their eyes, room as though a whirlwind had disrupted and destroyed the former order he once recognized and Akaashi -- Akashi who had order at the forefront of his mind, Akaashi who gave reminders and ensuring Bokuto was on track, Akaashi who was always so careful and steady, now huddled up by his desk with trembling hands.

And if Bokuto stays the night, hugging him close and whispering nothing but soothing words to save him from another breakdown. If he shares the bed, letting Akaashi get the sleep he so desperately needed against the crook of his neck, watching over him and pulling him closer into his embrace. If he visits more often than once, bringing food and stories that start to slowly put a smile on Akaashi's face once more, no one would ever need to know save for the two of them.

Well kept moments shared and cherished between them, just like each other's letters they've kept and collected throughout the years. A stack of them safe and sitting snugly in a corner of their bedrooms.

They don't write letters to each other anymore. Instead there are sticky notes on a refrigerator, of food that needs to be purchased, chores to be done and little reminders. Of little doodles within folded paper sneaked into each other's bags, consisting of owls, hearts and smiley faces.

There's no need to write about their everyday lives, not when they get to share it constantly now within the confines of their shared apartment.

And as Bokuto looks to the side, seeing Akaashi leaning against his shoulder and writing something on a few drafts for Udai's next manga, he notices the handwriting once more. It's not as messy as it used to be, but neither is it the same manner Bokuto had grown to recognize. It's getting there though, slowly returning to same careful, steady and eased handwriting he had cherished silently throughout the years.

He kisses Akaashi's head, and knows that it's enough.

[immamapletreekid]

i forgot that akaashi is taller than both konoha and saru