#kunimi x reader

[215-luv]

the type of boyfriend who is an absolute shithead to anyone but you. he could point out a lot of brutal things about anyone but when he looks at you, he couldn’t find himself to think of a single mean thing simply because he doesn’t find any reason to

SUNA RINTARO, EREN YEAGER, SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI, KYOTANI KENTARO, TSUKISHIMA KEI, KUNIMI AKIRA, KOZUME KENMA, SHIRABU KENJIRO, SAKUSA KIYOOMI, SAIKI KUSUO

[semifilms]

ATSUMU, BOKUTO, HINATA, oikawa, tendou, KUROO, aran, kenma, KAGEYAMA, SUNA, hoshiumi, kunimi, SUGAWARA

[sunkeji]

He's so delusional that he starts thinking about what you'd say about the outfit he's wearing today. He's a bit more dressed up today, not for any special reason other than trying to stand out to you today. He knows around this time you'll be passing by this area to head to your next class, so he heads there too. The two of you pass each other, and at first he's dejected that there's no reaction. But from his peripheral vision, he sees that you have turned around to look at him. He us elated, he is screaming and reminding himself that he has an image to uphold for you. So he silences his happy but very panicky thoughts and continues walking like normal. Later at home, when he's lying on his bed, he has his feet kicking and giggling while recounting the way you looked at him.

[heartsoji]

hq guys who say, "nah, its cool. you can talk to other guys," but the second any guy he doesn't know or doesn't like so much as glances in your direction for a second too long, he is standing in front of you, scaring everyone off with a nasty glare.

IWAIZUMI, OSAMU, suna, TSUKISHIMA, SAKUSA, tanaka, daichi, yahaba, yamamoto, MATSUKAWA, KUNIMI

[svnarin]

⊹˚₊‧ calling your bf as husband for the first time

a/n! saw this trend on tiktok and some of the reactions were so damn cute that i can't help and think how will the hq boys react to their s/o calling them husband sobs

he didn’t hear it the first time but immediately paused on what he was doing to turn and look your way the second time you said it. husband, you say? he can’t help but visibly smirk as he pulls up his phone to chat with his friend/s or maybe tweet or note something such as “guess who just got called by their pretty partner as husband today.”

SUNA RINTAROU, kuroo tetsurou, kozume kenma, kunimi akira, MIYA ATSUMU, miya osamu, tsukishima kei, MATSUKAWA ISSEI

he was confused at first and thought he just might have misheard you. you can visibly see the blush on his face even when he tries to hide it away after you repeated your words again, now emphasizing the word husband more. he kept quiet as he tried to collect himself, still trying to process what you just called him. when he finally did, he immediately asked you, “can you please repeat what you just said and call me husband again?”

AKAASHI KEIJI, IWAIZUMI HAJIME, kageyama tobio, SUGAWARA KOUSHI, kuroo tetsurou, sakusa kiyoomi, semi eita, ushijima wakatoshi, kita shinsuke, ARAN OJIRO

he immediately started kicking his feet and smiling ear to ear as he called you wifey/hubby with much emphasis. he even sat up from his seat to kiss you and hug you before lovingly asking you to repeat your words and call him husband again. it will take him so much time before moving on from what you just called him, maybe even not moving on at all and making the word husband your new word of endearment for him. 

HINATA SHOYO, sugawara koushi, BOKUTO KOUTAROU, oikawa tooru, MIYA ATSUMU, tendou satori

𝐒𝐕𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 | 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

[wake-uptoreality]

His drooling face is the most adorable thing you have ever seen. You wake up early just to stare at it. The little saliva dripping out from his opened mouth as he murmurs something in his sleep that makes you chuckle every time. He is surprised why you sometimes woke up earlier than him, but figures it out when he sees your gallery full of his sleeping pictures and one photo of his drooling mouth. He becomes so so embarrassed about it and whines to delete them all. You just laugh and kiss his forehead. "I just can't rest, when you are sleeping, making that adorable face babe" he flushes and pouts, while you giggle more. He is just so cute.

-> YAMAGUCHI, iwaizumi, tanaka, KAGEYAMA, BOKUTO, Hinata, KENMA, atsumu, OSAMU, DAICHI, semi, KORAI, kunimi, ROMERO.

[haikyu-mp4]

Saving up

word count; 2761 – f!reader, this is not my best writing but I got the idea and just had to write it

Ever since your first year in high school, you thought Kunimi Akira was shy. He didn’t interact with many people and you could barely imagine what his voice sounded like if you tried to. Then you became desk mates for your second year and you weren’t so sure anymore, because now you heard his voice all the time.

The volleyball player would rest his elbow on his desk and lean a cheek on his hand so he could look over at you, who diligently tried taking notes. Your class had a study hour halfway through the day to ensure your notes were up to date before going to lunch, but Kunimi often used it to sleep. Often, but less frequently this year.

When he didn’t sleep, he was watching you. Now and then, he would reach over with a pencil in his hand to draw something stupid that messed up your perfect notes. Sometimes it was just a line across the page and other times it was simple drawings.

You would glare sideways at him, holding your pen up like it was a weapon and it never failed to make him smile. “Sorry, I thought those were my notes.” he would say, so shamelessly teasing you and sticking his tongue out.

People in your class had noticed how the two of you started spending time together even when you didn’t have to, like how you would come over at lunch to give him the juice box he ‘accidentally’ left behind on his desk. Or how he would come slightly late to practice because you asked him to help with a subject he was better at.

A couple of friends started teasing you about it, mentioning how the two of you kept acting all cute and how disgusting it was. You laughed with them, but you weren’t sure if you should. Was this anything more than Kunimi distracting himself from boredom? You couldn’t call what you had very romantic yet, which it didn’t have to be, but you had hope brewing in your stomach that this might turn into something. You’re quite the hopeless romantic.

“Speaking of dating, what’s you guys’ dream date?” one of your friends asked before scooping a spoon of yoghurt into her mouth. “Because I would love a romantic picnic in my near future.”

Your friends all pitched in as the conversation focused on one person at a time until it ended up on you. Unbeknownst to you, Kunimi strained every muscle to hear your answer from where he sat just a few tables away. “I think an art museum would be cute. You can take nice pictures and either make fun of the paintings or appreciate them. Then maybe go for hot chocolate after.” you explained, fiddling with your fingers as your eyes lit up from imagining it. That was your style. Kunimi nodded to himself and mentally pressed save on the information.

When the volleyball tournament started, your friends asked to go see the school’s team in action, and you perked up when you remembered Kunimi was on the team. You nodded eagerly and all of you made plans to go after school. It was lonely during the school day as you kept glancing at the empty desk beside you. Somewhere out there Kunimi was playing volleyball while you were stuck here without him.

All of you rushed out of the classroom as soon as classes ended, switching into outdoor shoes before making your way to the bus stop. You could definitely be accused of looking a bit too excited.

It wasn’t the most crowded game, so you found some good seats and the team was already playing. Your cheers blended into the classic school cheer, filling you with school spirit. There was no use denying that your eyes were stuck on Kunimi, but you noticed how he wasn’t giving it his all. This made you frown, curious as to why when you knew how much he liked the sport.

It was the third set and all the other players were getting visibly tired as their legs fought against them and their sweat seemed to be flying.

But not Kunimi. You watched as Yahaba, the setter, started setting up even more attacks for Kunimi. Subconsciously, you started leaning forward in your seat and got even more engaged, excitedly yelling his name whenever he scored a point. When his teammates patted him on the back, you finally saw that smile. The smile he would give you when he seemed proud of your reaction to his teasing. An excited smile.

“That’s typical Kunimi,” one of your friends said. She had been following the volleyball team closely because of her interest in the sport. Despite getting rejected from the manager position, she still came to watch, which you admired greatly. The hope of Aoba Johsai going to nationals didn’t end with Oikawa.

“How so?” you asked, hoping she could hear you over the crowd.

“He always saves his energy, acting all lazy for the first sets and then using that energy when everyone else gets tired.”

“Oh, how interesting.”

When the games finished for the day, Aoba Johsai had still not lost. You and your friends were walking out of the building and you listened with a grin as they kept excitedly discussing the highlights of the last game until you heard someone calling your name.

You turned around, eyes scanning the area until they settled on Kunimi. Your face lit up and your guy friend made kissy noises before one of the girls hit him over the head. Agreeing with on where to meet them later, you met Kunimi halfway. “Hi,” he breathed out.

“Hey. You were great!” was all you mustered to say, feeling a bit shy even though he didn’t know how hard you had been staring at him earlier.

“I didn’t know you were coming,” he said, squinting at you accusingly.

“We decided on it earlier today,” you told him, looking to the side for a second as you hesitated. “I got lonely without my deskmate.”

Kunimi cursed his ears which suddenly felt a bit too warm. Is there a chance you came to see him? He knew he had to go back to the team any second now, so he cleared his throat to break the spell you put him in. “I’ll be back to bother you soon,” he assured you, making you chuckle.

“Hopefully not too soon, you guys need to go to nationals!” you said encouragingly, leaning on the pads of your feet.

He nodded, glancing over his shoulder and back at you. “Fine, but I miss you too.” You hadn’t even said you missed him, but the sentiment was there. Hearing him say it so directly made your heartbeat quicken and you weren’t sure what to say.

A silence fell over you as you leaned a bit closer. Kunimi slowly put his arms around your back and yours went around his neck as you pulled each other in for a soft hug. It recharged your battery and you could swear you heard him take in a deep breath before you pulled away. A bit awkwardly, you stepped back from each other.

“Good luck tomorrow, Kunimi.”

“Thanks. I’ll see you soon.”

Kunimi had the faintest thought that he might have jinxed it as they were on the bus back to the school. They lost in the second game of the day, not even making it to the finals. He should be frustrated. He should be so angry that they were defeated, but he wasn’t. Because the next school day, he could meet up for class and see you.

You didn’t mention their loss, which he appreciated since he wasn’t sure how to explain that it didn’t bother him that much. It did irk him how your smile still seemed a bit more pitiful than sweet, so Kunimi tried to do everything like you always did. Draw in your book, bump your arm and steal sips from your iced tea. Thankfully, it seemed to work, as you gradually got back to your normal teasing and Kunimi could hear your laugh again.

At some point, the doodles he left in your book moved from where they ruined your notes to where there was still space left as if he wanted you to leave them there. You paused for a second instead of pretending to attack him. Then Kunimi would watch with interest as you started adding to his drawings, making them more detailed or into something completely different. It was fun, knowing he could steal your attention away like that. Maybe this is working out.

“Would you teach me to play volleyball?” you asked him one day, quite suddenly, which made him choke on the iced tea because he tried to speak at the same time. “Karma,” you mumble, smirking and taking your bottle back.

“You want to learn volleyball?”

”That’s what I said.” He stared at you for a moment before shrugging.

That’s how you ended up outside of the gym before his practice. He told you someone was using the gym for extra practice, so you just asked to borrow a ball and went outside instead. The weather was quite nice, and you were not that used to seeing Kunimi with the sun on his face. It suited him.

He showed you how to receive, telling you to squat a bit with the ball instead of flailing your arms too much. It kind of worked out. The ball eventually started moving back towards him after a lot of laughter and attempts. Yahaba walked past at some point and did a dramatic double-take when he saw who was spending extra time practising. And with a girl, nonetheless. He totally took a picture for the group chat that Kunimi would shamelessly save later.

After doing this for a while, he asked you to try and bump it a bit higher. You tried with a focused look on your face and it went off a bit to the side, so he moved to catch it. “If you get it up above my head,” he gestured where his arm to show you. “I can set it up for you. Then you hit it with your palm like bam to spike it back,” he instructed, demonstrating with the ball.

You nodded, still unsure if you would be able to, but you were a bit excited to try. Using some beginner’s luck, you managed to bump it up high enough for him to set. Your eyes were glued to the ball as it came back towards you. You lifted your arm and hit your palm against it, watching it fly sharply back at Kunimi.

“Grea-” Right into his forehead. You covered your mouth with a gasp, running over to where he was now holding his head.

“I’m so sorry, Kunimi!” you yelled, holding his shoulders to make him look at you as you begged for forgiveness. “I didn’t even think I would hit it.”

“I didn’t think you would either,” Kunimi teased with a slight strain in his voice from the pain, naturally resting his free hand on your hip. When he finally removed the hand from his face, you winced at the red mark on his forehead. He was moving his face weirdly as if checking all the parts were still there, and it was so cute that you weren’t sure if you were breathing at that moment. “At least you didn’t get my nose,” he said, laughing a bit which made you smile, relieved.

“I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine,” he assured you, suddenly very aware of how close you stood and how you were holding each other. He stuttered and you noticed at the same time, making the both of you take a step away from each other. Your cheeks were burning from the embarrassment of hitting him with the ball like that and then this. “I have practice now, though. See you tomorrow?”

“Yeah, of course. I’ll see you.”

Once again, your friends were teasing you relentlessly. “You hit him in the face?” Their cackles rang through the air and you hid your face in your hands.

“I forced him to teach me just so I could spend time with him and then I bruised his perfect forehead, what’s wrong with me?” you complained, definitely feeling a tad dramatic.

“Shut up. He was probably thrilled that you took the initiative, that lazy bastard.” someone said, and you lifted your head to glare at him for the comment. Taking in a deep breath, you cross your arms on the table and lean on them.

“I want to kiss his pretty lips so bad but I’m not even sure he likes me like that,” you mumbled.

“Now that is just pathetic,” another friend answered. Brutal. “He obviously likes you, now stop talking to us about your dreams and start chasing them.”

You looked across the cafeteria, finding the guy with the middle part who looked bored as he listened to a friend talking. “I just want that little bit of extra effort, you know?”

“Why haven’t you asked her out? I’m pretty sure she would say yes,” Kindaichi wondered as the two were getting ready for another practice.

“It’s not the right time yet,” Kunimi answered, not sparing his friend a glance.

“Don’t tell me you’re saving your energy until the last round for dating, too,” Kindaichi said, some disbelief painted between the words because he hoped that wasn’t the truth. He thought you deserved better than that, but then again, who was he to judge?

Kunimi frowned, mumbling something under his breath and putting his jersey on. “Not really, I was saving up money.”

Kindaichi looked confused. “How’s that relevant?”

“She told her friends she wanted to go to an art museum,” he said under his breath because he didn’t want anyone to overhear. “If I went all out and asked her out right away, we couldn’t go where she wanted.”

Now Kindaichi was glad he wasn’t currently dating anyone, because how could he compare to this? He didn’t think Kunimi would ever beat him in effort. “So, you’re still saving up for the first date?” he asked, checking if he heard him correctly.

Kunimi finally smiled a bit, lifting two pieces of paper, tickets, to show them off. “Just got them, now I just need to ask.”

“I was wondering if you would like to go with me to the art museum tomorrow,” he asked, holding out two tickets for you to see. It was for the best museum you could go to from where you were, which you had been eyeing and wondering if you should go to even if you had to go alone. You looked at the tickets in his hand and then back up at him with the most entrancing sparkly eyes he had ever seen. That’s what gave him the guts to add “As a date.”

“That sounds perfect, Kunimi.” You slung your arms around his waist in a hug and he hugged you back, making his soft chuckles ring in your ear while his breath hit your neck. It gave you goosebumps and you stayed in the hug for a second longer than necessary just to enjoy it.

Indeed, it was perfect. The two of you took lots of pictures, getting all the best angles for Instagram and laughing at the bad ones. Kunimi wasn’t the most educated on art, but he liked hearing you talk about it. You were watching a particularly grand painting, giving him your thoughts on the artist’s mindset while painting it. When you looked over to see if he was following, he was already looking at you like you were the one who painted it. He laced his fingers with yours, holding your hand through the whole thing and sometimes making funny comments when the artworks were especially difficult to defend. When you were done, you could truly say it was everything you imagined and more. Kunimi could confidently admit he never spent his money on anything better.

And after you treated the two of you to hot cocoa, he followed you home. At your door, he reached around your back like he had done before, but instead of tucking his head in your neck, he put his lips on yours. What a sweet kiss it was, satisfying every dream you had about it.

Kunimi was never shy or too lazy. He just saved up to get you what you deserved.

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[forusomimiya]

@lycheesuwa ship & prompt: “One more time” w/ Akira Kunimi ˚₊˚✧👅✧˖°🩵

"Im not with you yet" Kunimi grabbed your body and manipulated it to his liking, putting you down next to him, face up this time and letting your arm around his neck. He pressed himself against you and unconsciously, you spread your legs, a usual reflex response whenever Kunimi wanted to touch you. He smiled at the not so unexpected act. "You really know what I want, huh?"

Heavy breathing. Hands around your hips. Moans mixing curse words and your lover's name as Kunimi slipped his arm behind your head and covered your eyes. His other hand crawled to your pussy, rubbing it without any mercy, care or calm. Depriving you of a sense made your hips rise instinctively. You wanted to feel him closer than he already was. You wanted him to once again take possession of your body.

"Who´s my girl? He asked. You didn't even listen to him, or so you thought. His words were tangled together. You only had ears for your moans and the sound of his wet fingers filling you again and again. "Who´s my girl?" He asked again loudlier, with authority.

"I am, I am!"

His hand left you for a second, but when he returned, you felt cold, as if a fluid added more lubrication to the movement of his fingers on your clit. Kunimi licked your juice and returned to you quickly. He felt filthy, but your taste on his tongue and the sight of your body squirming next to his made him realize it was worth it.

"You're close, aren't you? I can feel it" Your stomach burned every time you listened to him. Rough, sensual words, tickling your ear and overflowing you with each one.

"Kunimi... Kuni- ah!"

"One more time. Who´s my girl?" No doubt he wanted to see you cumming on his fingers as you reminded him of who you were. "Who?"

"I am"

"Say it" His breath reached yours, almost breathing both in unison. He was also close.

"I am Kunimi. I am, just me! Make me yours, make me—" and a burning heat crept from your stomach to your belly, lingering there for a few seconds, as sweet and electrifying as torture. Kunimi let you see at last, before now depriving you of your mouth and being able to moan in freedom. You watched him shudder beside you, regaling you with his deep growls in your ear, watching you both convulsing, and slowly recovering with wide breaths of air when he finally released you. His eyes were still fixed on your contracted bellies.

The ecstasy was grueling, but you swore that no one had ever touched you like that before, let alone almost depriving you of your complete release. Clearly Kunimi was a box of surprises.

[sassycheesecake]

The Replier:

-Osamu Miya, KENMA KOZUME, Kei Tsukishima, Tetsurō Kuroo, KENJIRO SHIRABU, HAJIME IWAIZUMI, Kenji Futakuchi, AKIRA KUNIMI, Rintarō Suna, Kiyoomi Sakusa, ISSEI MATSUKAWA

@rukia-uchiha-98 @lyditheoverthinker @wake-uptoreality @writtenbynightlock @nerd-of-karasuno

[ymguchis]

23 : 39 — thinking of... kunimi fingering you ˙˖𓏲 ִֶָ

the idea of him doing this makes me go feral fr. just imagine this...

him sitting on the couch, exhausted from today's practice and with a face of disgust and annoyance (although we all know how much he likes to see you squirm when he has his fingers deep inside your wet pussy) and you sitting on his lap, your hands gripping his shoulders to steady yourself and have a ground wire. your legs would be trembling slightly from the agile and fast way in which his fingers move inside you, sharply hitting that point inside you that makes you see stars and roll your eyes. his other hand has a stern death grip on your hip, trying to hold you in place.

his movements would definitely be sloppy and lazy, almost as if he didn't feel like doing what he's doing right now, but you both know that he just wants you to cum to make himself proud and that he likes nothing more than to watch your face distorted by pleasure. kunimi for sure would snort angrily and roll his eyes at how loud your moans are or because you're moving on top of him too much, but you can't help it. His eyes look at you as if judging you but you couldn't care less 'cause, girl, you're having what you wanted!!

all that would come out of his mouth would be demeaning and mean words, growls and taunts about how needy you are for him. his deep and low tone of voice due to exhaustion all it does is turn you on even more. His brow furrows when your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling it hard, or when your panting grows louder by the second. but he really makes that face to hide that he actually thinks you look beautiful on top of him, lost in the pleasure he's offering you with just his fingers.

his fingers come out and enter your pussy with carelessness and speed. the splash of your wet pussy and your moans fill the room and you can't think about anything but cum. your whole body is on fire with pleasure, shivers run down your spine from how good it feels. your face is hidden in kunimi's neck. you can feel how your orgasm is growing little by little and suddenly, Akira's thumb starts caressing your clitoris with caressy circles. waves and waves of pleasure spread through your trembling body and moans leave your mouth like a mantra, your arousal wetting all over kunimi's hand. he doesn't stop his assault on your clit until you reach down to grab his wrist and pull him away.

you move a few inches away from him to look into his eyes. Kunimi looks at his hand and fingers filled with your essence for a few seconds and then looks at you while he wipes his hand on your shirt. You can't help but let out a laugh when you see what he does. then, a satisfied smile appears on your face when you see his brows still slightly furrowed. you spread kisses along his face in thanks and you can feel his expression soften little by little. the corners of his lips lift in a small smile. you can tell he has something on his mind.

"I'm already sleepy, but you could help me feel even more tired" kunimi says with a suggestive tone. his eyes looking at the ground briefly with implicit but clear intentions. let's say that you're immediately on your knees yk.

THIS MAN MAKES ME CRAZY. I love him sm

this is not well narrated at all but I wanted to share this thought with you guys. reblogs and comments are welcome <3

[ranpoesgirl]

“He might not look like he gets bitches But honey, that dick was 11 inches”

[curtsycream]

Kunimi x tsukki x kenma x akaashi x little reader where she Regressed in babyspace and feels sick but cant tell them bc she's non verbal and want to be Held and even when she falls asleep and she feels when she get put down she wakes up and start crying 🥺🥺

(I used in the request the pronoun she her but u can use any pronoun u want)

Poly!Nope Squad x Regressed!Reader

Don’t mind me but this was a requested fic and I think that’s what motivates me most knowing someone is anticipating something on my behalf. But I did try my best because I’ve never ventured into babyspace but I do know someone who has. Also it’s fine I don’t mind writing for any gender or pronouns! It’s just gender neutral is mine own default for inclusivity

It was raining yet again for the fourth time this week in Tokyo. This wasn’t a new revelation as it was spring and heavy rainfall was expected. Sitting up in bed alone Y/N couldn’t help the frown from appearing on her warm face. Normally she would be the third one up behind Keiji and Kei. But today she was the last one which only happened when she pulled an all-nighter or if she was sick.

Rubbing her eyes harshly she let out a small cough with a disgruntled look on her face. This wasn’t a normal cold for her as she felt an added factor to the situation. Sitting in bed alone she felt fuzzy inside and from her watering eyes and quivering lip she knew she couldn’t fight it. Before she knew it she had regressed which wasn’t uncommon for her to do. Her life partners were aware of her regression but she had never regressed into baby space before.

She was lost as she sat in bed until the bedroom door opened and a rather calm Akira walked into the room. On days like this Akira didn’t have to go into work at Eleventh Bank. Something Akira enjoyed as he usually got to sleep in. “Baby…are you okay? You don’t look well..” he said in his usual monotone voice.

All she could do was look up at him with wide teary eyes and a quivering bottom lip. She couldn’t bring herself to speak she felt nonverbal which usually never happened when she was in little space. So instead she decided to raise her arms making grabby hands at him. Understanding fully what she was trying to get across Akira smiled softly at her before picking her up. When she was secure in his arms she hid her face against the side of his neck.

Akira with his arms around her body as he carried her out of the room had a puzzled look on his face. Though this wasn’t the first time he had picked her up this was the first time she was so quiet about it. They all knew how slightly talkative she was even in littlespace. But he picked up on something different she was warm to the touch and so quiet.

Making his way into the living room with her in his arms he looks at Kozume who is playing his switch. “Eh, what’s wrong with, kitten?” he asks Akira.

Akira could only shake his head, “I don’t know…I think she’s not feeling good. But I can’t tell because she isn’t talking.”

Kozume raised an eyebrow at his words before placing down his switch. Standing up from the couch he was slumped on he walks over to Akira and Y/N. Placing the back of his hand against her forehead he sighed, “I think she has a fever..”

Moving his hand to her cheek he smiles at her, “Hey kitten…are you not feeling good? You’re so warm..” he says gently. He could tell from her pout and glossy eyes that she had regressed. “Are you feeling little, kitten?”

She could only nod her head slowly with a pout as she looked at Kozume. Yet she didn’t say anything she still couldn’t speak even if she wanted to. Something in her head was preventing her from doing so.

Not even an hour later after they had bathed her, fed her, and read her a bedtime story she was asleep. The only issue was that she was asleep in Kozume’s arms. He didn’t want to leave her alone in the bedroom but he did have a scheduled stream soon. So against his own want to keep her close to him, he decided to lay her down in their bedroom.

Moments later Kei had gotten home wearing his training with the Sendai Frogs. He still had on his uniform as he cleaned his glasses with a cloth. Making his way past Akira who was cooking dinner in the kitchen, whom he greeted, he walked upstairs. When he made it upstairs he heard the sound of soft sobs and whimpers from their bedroom.

With a confused look on his face, he walked into the bedroom before spotting his princess curled up on the bed in tears. Walking over to her he shakes his head, “Don’t tell me you’re pouting…did Akira say no to sweets before dinner again?” He teased.

Yet his teasing words didn’t go over well with her as she only cried a little louder. Kei found this strange as he removed the blanket from her head. His eyes took in her swollen eyes from tears, her frown, and how she hadn’t spoken to him in return. “What’s wrong, Princess? Are you okay?” He asked worriedly.

She didn’t say a word all she did was crawl over to him on the bed. Her arms wrapped around his midsection as she let out noises of discomfort. Kei seemed to have caught on as he picked her up rocking her a bit. “You’re sick…do the others know? You’re so warm,” he coped out unintentionally.

She nuzzles her cheek against his cheek with a nod as she clings to his tall figure. “You’re awfully quiet today too…” Kei says as he grabs her chin with one hand. He stares into her eyes before shaking his head, “You seem to be in a deeper headspace than usual..feeling smaller?”

All she did was nod and confirm his words which Kei figured. He remembered Keiji speaking about how at times regressors can regress younger than they usually do. This normally happens when they are under more stress than they usually are. “You’re feeling like a baby?” He asked calmly.

Yet another nod as Kei thinks over what he remembers about baby space. This was unfamiliar territory for him as he had never seen his princess in a headspace younger than 5 or 6. “I’m guessing that’s why you’re not talking too…huh?”

He didn’t even need to see her nod, which she did, to know her being in baby space was the reason she was nonverbal. Kei only held her tight in his arms before leaving the bedroom, thoughts of changing long forgotten.

Later that day when Keiji had finally left his home office,which was in a secluded part of the house, he walked downstairs. He was amused to see Kei trying to put down a reluctant and crying Y/N. It seemed the last thing she wanted was to be put down for a nap even if she would be sleeping on the couch next to him.

“What’s going on here?” Keiji asked in his rather caring voice. As he did she perked up making grabby hands at him.

“She doesn’t want me to put her down even when I told her I’ll be right beside her. I think she regressed further than usual as she’s nonverbal right now. She also has a little fever but that has gone down a bit,” Kei said.

Keiji could see the the exhaustion on Kei’s face as he tried to get her to sleep. “Don’t worry Kei, do what you need…I’ll take care of her..” he assures.

Before Kei could protest or she could whine Keiji had already scooped her up in his arms. Sitting on the couch with her in his arms he presses kisses to her slightly warm skin. When he does a flurry of giggles leave her pouty lips. “Look at you dove causing such a fuss..” he said affectionately as Kei walked upstairs to shower and sleep.

After Kei went upstairs Keiji let out the couch so that he could lay down on it with his dove. Since it was a lazy body that could work as an oversized bed he grabbed a blanket off of the back of the couch.

“It’s okay dove..I’ll be here when you wake up..” Keiji cooed as he pressed kisses along her cheeks and nose. With his words of comfort, she did exactly that and fell asleep in his arms as they laid on the couch.

When she woke up hours later she felt better as her fever had gone down fully. Rubbing her eyes she still felt tired but she didn’t feel as small as she did before. Looking around she noticed it was still raining and the TV was playing an episode of Bluey.

Not only that but she noticed all four of her boyfriends asleep on the couch around her. She couldn’t help the smile that appeared on her face as it seemed they wanted to keep her company.

“Kitten…why are you up? Go to sleep..” Kozume said from his position beside Akira. His eyes were partially open as he looked at her. With a nod, she listened before curling up between Kei and Keiji. This time she fell asleep with no issue knowing that regardless of what happened she would always have them there for her.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed anon! I think I’ll be writing a bit more but I don’t know. I recently started grad school and I’ve been occupied with that and settling into adulthood.

[sunkeji]

Types of boyfriends; haikyuu edition

a/n: This was all my fatigued mind could think of so hmu if you think there's more

The constant need for attention gang: the clingy boyfriends that crave for constant attention and validation from you. They will may become upset when you don't respond to them immediately. Either chaos erupts or it's just them sulking.

— Oikawa, Bokuto, Hinata, Terushima, kunimi, Goshiki, Lev, Yamamoto, Atsumu, Nishinoya

The constant need for physical contact: They really enjoy constant physical affection, such as holding hands, hugging, or cuddling. Some part of their body will always be in contact with yours. Be it face, arms, legs or whatever else his itchy hands can grab hold of.

— Oikawa, Bokuto, Tendou, Kenma, Suga, Osamu, Suna, Nishinoya

The emotionally constipated: His face is probably the last thing from being expressive, but his heart and mind has hundreds of things he wants to say to you. You're the love of his life, and he wants you to always be happy. He may not be a man of many words, but the way he stares at you holds a thousand.

— Ushijima, Kyotani, Tsukishima, Kageyama, Iwaizumi

[heartsoji]

one of the only reasons that anyone at school knows who he is aside from his good looks is because of his well-liked and popular best friend. however, if not for the aforementioned best friend, he'd be feared by the few who'd know him. because of his best friend's reputation making him well-known as well, he's now feared by nearly everyone. why? because he never talks to anyone, choosing to instead glare at them, (he's either scared of talking to people or just tired) is constantly mean or overly straightforward, (only to his friends) and has the coldest glares anyone has ever seen. (he spaces out a lot and people think hes looking at them.) he's always angry about something, (he has an rbf) and a lot of people say that if you dont bother him, he won't bother you, but he hates so many people for so many random reasons, that there's no real way to find out if you're one of the hated. (he probably doesn't even know the name of whoever he "hates.") everyone knows that they should stay clear of him unless they want a beating, verbal or maybe physical. a couple of rumors have circulated that he once beat up someone in a fit of rage. (his best friend was pissing him off) he doesn't talk to many people, (he's just antisocial) and he often just stands around on his phone or just stands there, doing nothing but glaring at everyone who walks by. (he forgot his phone and is just spacing out) everyone is scared of him, and everyone makes sure not to get on his bad side. (what bad side?) so they never ever would've guessed that here he is, coming home after a long day and softly burying his head into his lover's chest, mumbling an "i love you" as they play with his pretty locks, lulling him to sleep. they never would've envisioned his said lover chuckling to themselves and wondering how anyone could ever think that this absolute sweetheart (sometimes sweetheart) of a man could ever find himself hating anyone. (except for the best friend. man, they get on his nerves sometimes.)

AKAASHI, (never mean to bokuto, doesn't know where the rumors about that came from) kenma, tsukishima, (never hit yamaguchi but is verbally mean to him) iwaizumi, KAGEYAMA, kunimi, ushijima, (he wouldnt be mean to tendo its the opposite, actually) SAKUSA

[tobxiyu]

𐙚. losing them/losing you at the mall.

𖧧 cw. cursing, ooc, low quality lol.

𐀔 vairous hq boys.

[strawberrykake]

bf that looks v intimidating and has a brooding gaze when he’s in public but the moment he sees you, his eyes light up like a child

—USHIJIMA, Tsukishima, KAGEYAMA, Kunimi, Iwaizumi, Aran, HYAKUZAWA, Kuroo, AONE, Asahi, WASHIO, KIRYU, Tanaka