#kunimi x reader drabble

[noorpersona]

Managerial Duties: Aoba Johsai

Aoba Johsai’s volleyball team was many things—talented, competitive, and, above all, nosy. But when it came to you, their manager, they had collectively accepted one simple fact: you lived in oversized, comfortable clothing.

Baggy sweatpants, hoodies, loose athletic shirts—if it wasn’t designed for maximum comfort, you didn’t wear it. Even during official team meetings outside of school, you opted for relaxed attire: a sweatshirt over leggings, sneakers, and maybe a jacket if it was cold. It wasn’t that you disliked fashion, exactly. You just didn’t see the need to dress up for them.

So when you casually mentioned you had to leave practice early for a family event, no one thought much of it.

"Skipping out on us?" Oikawa teased, tossing a volleyball in the air as you packed up your clipboard. "And here I thought we were your favorite people in the world."

"You’re absolutely not," you deadpanned, adjusting the strap on your bag.

"What’s the occasion?" Iwaizumi asked, more genuinely curious.

"Wedding," you muttered. "Family thing. My parents are making me go."

Matsukawa, stretching lazily, smirked. "That why you’re sneaking off?"

"Something like that," you grumbled, crossing your arms. "They’re making me wear this stupid dress. It’s all tight and uncomfortable, and the shoes are even worse. Who the hell decided that formalwear should be painful?"

Hanamaki raised an eyebrow. "What’s it look like?"

You groaned, already dreading the memory of trying it on. "It’s one of those straight-jacket ones that make you feel like you can’t breathe. Apparently, looking ‘put together’ is more important than basic human comfort. I swear, my mom picked this just to torture me."

"Sounds fancy," Watari mused.

"Sounds awful," you corrected. "I’m gonna suffer through this thing and then burn it the second I get home."

"Bet you’ll look nice, though," Kindaichi added hesitantly, rubbing the back of his neck.

You gave him a deadpan look. "If you call suffering looking nice, sure. Anyway, I’ll see you guys at the next practice. Don’t destroy the gym while I’m gone."

"No promises!" Hanamaki called as you walked off.

That was the end of it.

Practice was still in full swing when you stepped back into the gym, freshly changed and already regretting every single life choice that had led you to this moment. You had only come back because you’d stupidly left your phone on the bench, a mistake that now seemed far worse than just being phoneless for a few hours. The team was scattered across the court, finishing up drills and cooldowns, their chatter filling the space as they moved around. You had hoped—prayed, even—that you could slip in, grab your phone, and leave unnoticed. But fate, as always, was cruel.

Then you stepped forward.

And the entire gym stopped dead in its tracks.

Oikawa, who had been mid-sentence, visibly choked. His water bottle slipped from his hand, clattering to the floor.

"Holy shit," Matsukawa whispered, not even trying to be subtle.

Iwaizumi, caught off guard, blinked hard, as if his brain needed an extra second to process what was happening. Yahaba, who had been chatting with Kunimi, turned so fast he nearly gave himself whiplash, mouth opening but no words coming out. Kunimi, usually too lazy to react to anything, actually paused, his usual indifferent stare slightly wider than normal.

Even Kyotani, who rarely paid attention to anything that wasn’t volleyball or fighting, furrowed his brows, looking between you and the rest of the team like he had just walked into some elaborate prank. After a long pause, he finally muttered, "Why do you look like that?"

You shifted uncomfortably, hating every second of this. "My God. Can you guys stop staring?"

"We can’t," Watari blurted, sounding just as shocked as the rest.

Because, for the first time since they had met you, you weren’t wearing your usual baggy, oversized clothing. You weren’t hidden under loose layers of fabric that swallowed your frame. No, today, you had been dressed by your mother, which meant you were in something far more… put together.

The dress was sleek and form-fitting, something you never would have picked for yourself. The fabric hugged your silhouette in a way that felt unfamiliar, and you had spent the entire night feeling like you were playing dress-up in someone else’s clothes. To make matters worse, your mother had insisted on makeup—subtle, but noticeable enough to make you feel even less like yourself. The heels were even worse—unsteady, impractical, and making you curse whoever thought fancy shoes should hurt.

"Why—how—what?!" Kindaichi, who had been stretching, nearly tipped over from shock.

"Is that you?" Hanamaki added, pointing unnecessarily.

"No," you deadpanned. "I’m an imposter. The real me is at the wedding, plotting my escape."

"Hah—seriously, though! You clean up nice," Matsukawa mused, looking you up and down with a smirk. "Didn’t know you had it in you."

"No one did," Yahaba muttered, still looking at you like you had just shapeshifted before his eyes. "What the hell."

"I don’t," you grumbled, adjusting the hem of the dress uncomfortably. "My parents picked this out. Not my choice."

"Your parents should pick your outfits more often," Oikawa said before immediately ducking as Iwaizumi chucked a towel at his head.

Kunimi let out a short exhale. "So that’s what was under all those sweatpants. Huh."

Kyotani just grunted, arms crossed. "Tch. Whatever. Doesn’t change anything." But the way he kept glancing at you said otherwise.

"And that’s why I dress the way I do," you huffed.

Sensing your growing discomfort, Iwaizumi sighed, running a hand down his face. "Alright, that’s enough. Stop freaking out."

"I am freaking out," Oikawa retorted. "This is earth-shattering news."

"You’re an idiot," Iwaizumi muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"You love me," Oikawa shot back, undeterred.

"I don’t," Iwaizumi deadpanned.

You exhaled, already exhausted. "Okay, I’m leaving now. If anyone makes another comment, I swear I’m quitting this team."

"No, wait!" Oikawa called. "Just one picture—"

You shot him a withering glare that promised pain if he continued that sentence. He wisely shut up.

With that, you turned on your heel and left, still muttering under your breath about hating dresses, hating heels, and how you were never letting your mother pick your outfits again. Behind you, the team was still buzzing, voices overlapping as they tried to make sense of what had just happened.

Matsukawa let out a low whistle. "Damn. We’re never gonna see that again, are we?"

"Nope," Hanamaki sighed. "Should’ve taken that picture."

"So we had a hot manager this whole time?" Yahaba muttered, still looking at where you stood like he was processing a cosmic revelation.

Oikawa, arms crossed, hummed thoughtfully. "Iwa-chan, do you think we could convince her to dress up again?"

Iwaizumi didn’t even hesitate. "No."

[rinniemybeloved]

𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄, 𝐈 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐀𝐌 → a. kunimi

You looked through the small window, watching as another plane took off, disappearing into the sky just a bit later. The plane you were sitting in was also about to take off in a few minutes. You knew you should be happy that you're going to get an opportunity to start everything in a new country with the love of your life, but something inside you felt wrong.

You sighed, looking around to see all the passengers were finally seated. The pilots announced that the plane will be taking off, and it sent shivers down your spine. Leaving the country you grew up in and were familiar with just felt so bad.

Your leg shook slightly, and you moved uncomfortably in your seat. This didn't go unnoticed by Akira.

"it's gonna be okay." He muttered, looking away from you. It's as if he didn't want to be caught being all soft and caring. He gently put a hand on your leg, stopping it from shaking.

You raise your eyebrows, you didn't hear him over all the chatter in the plane. "Huh?"

Akira scooted closer to you, holding your hand tightly. He repeated what he said, loud enough for you to hear this time. "It's gonna be okay, yeah? I'll be there, I always am."

Even whilst being slightly regretful about everything that was happening, you can't help but put a weak, but genuine smile on your face.

© rinniemybeloved 2023

[rosierin]

ʚ・ ୨୧・ ɞ hq m.list

suna ; separate from the off-season quartet series

thunderstorms and reheated prawns 

⇨ suna gets food poisoning and his little sister calls you for help

sick day 

⇨ in which suna pays you a visit when you miss out on school

one more night 

⇨ includes; lost keys, 4am McDonald’s, shooting stars and mutual pining

weak dates, roommates, and fanfiction bad takes 

⇨ suna picks you up after a disappointing date and on the way back home you engage in a riveting conversation about fanfiction.

happily ever after 

⇨ you’re put in charge of babysitting suna’s little sister but your period pains cut your evening short. instead, suna lulls you both to sleep by reading you a story as you cosy up in bed

atsumu ; separate from the off-season quartet series

mischief & manner 

⇨ kitsune au. whimsical, fun, innocent, adventure, coming of age

close quarters

⇨ “and there was only one bed”

“mildly inebriated” 

⇨ in which a drunken atsumu shares his thoughts about reader and suna’s past relationship

colors (mix of short imagines)

⇨ an ode to my fav hq boys

(not) him

⇨ a continuation of my suna self ship in which reader realises she’s no longer in love with atsumu but his friend, suna

osamu ; separate from the off-season quartet series

mischief & manner 

⇨ kitsune au. whimsical, fun, innocent, adventure, coming of age

one hell of a cook

⇨ osamu participates in an onigiri-making competition for charity and meets a chaotic cook who he finds oddly endearing despite their lack of culinary skill

other ;

scording a date (is harder than scoring a point) | kageyama tobio

⇨ kageyama’s shy attempt at confessing his feelings to you. feat wingman hinata and the karasuno hype squad

shinsuke de hyōgo | kita shinsuke

⇨ kita is poor with words and his s/o is left underwhelmed by his confession. who does he turn to for advice? the miyas of course! what could possibly go wrong?

studying with you | tsukishima kei

⇨ studying with tsukishima involves lots of eye rolling, backhanded comments and just a hint of attraction

moments like these | nishinoya yuu

⇨ childhood friends to lovers drabble. starring a mediocre football game, a not-so-accident accident and piggybacks

headcanons ;

what they buy you for christmas

⇨ ft.daichi, sugawara, asahi, nishinoya, tanaka, kageyama, hinata, tsukishima, yamaguchi

what they buy you for christmas (part 2)

⇨ ft. oikawa, iwa, mattsun, makki, kyotani, kunimi

what they buy you for christmas (part 3)

⇨ ft. kuroo, kenma, lev, bokuto, akaashi

what they buy you for christmas (part 4)

⇨ ft. ushijima, tendou, semi, atsumu, osamu, suna, aran, terushima, aone

what they smell like

⇨ ft. hinata, kageyama, tsukishima, yamaguchi, tanaka, nishinoya, daichi, suga, asahi, oikawa, iwaizumi, kyotani, atsumu, osamu, kita, suna, bokuto, akaashi, kuroo, kenma, lev, ushijima, tendou

who their favourite disney princesses are

⇨ ft. akaashi, suna, daichi, asahi, tendou, yams, tsukki, kuroo, ushijima, tanaka, iwaizumi

who their favourite disney princesses are (part 2)

⇨ ft. kageyama, kita, oikawa, osamu, nishinoya, kenma, suga, bokuto, atsumu

haikyuu boys as big brothers

⇨ ft. many

haikyuu boys as big brothers (part 2)

⇨ ft. many

what the haikyuu boys wear

⇨ ft. twins, suna, sakusa

what the haikyuu boys wear (part 2)

⇨ ft. oikawa, iwaizumi, kageyama, hinata

what the haikyuu boys wear (part 3)

⇨ ft. kuroo, kenma, bokuto, akaashi

what the haikyuu boys wear (part 4)

⇨ ft. tanaka, nishinoya, tsukki, yamaguchi

random things guys do that are attractive

⇨ ft. many

oddly specific haikyuu headcanons

⇨ ft. atsumu

oddly specific haikyuu headcanons

⇨ ft. suna

being friends w/ the haikyuu boys includes;

⇨ ft. the seijoh 3rd years, the twins + suna, the karasuno 3rd years, tendou (with a hint of ushijima), nishinoya and tanaka, the terushima squad

haikyuu x squid game: who survives?

⇨ ft. 47 characters, so pretty much the whole cast

[silverflqmes]

heey, i really loved your writing!! could you write a fluff where kageyama has a crush on seijouh's manager and doesn't know how to approach because of certain people (oikawa and kindaichi lol) ?

sorry if something is spelled wrong, I'm using the translator 😞❤️

lovee from Brazil!

໒⦂ 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄.

notes. first song that came to mind^ by taylor swift ( ofc ) but anyway.. hello anon! much love to you in brazil<3 i hope this drabble is too your liking, not very confident in my take on kageyama but we cope.

genre. fluff ( kinda cliché.. )

tobio kageyama x gn!reader.

tobio wasn’t exactly what many would call, in tune with their feelings. in fact, he sucked at expressing what he felt. so much, that any emotions could easily be compared to crashing waves.

feelings surface and take the skies to great heights, only come crashing down and return to the expanse of water.

though it wasn’t completely his fault. many factors prevented him from expressing himself in a normal and understandable way. this time around, it was two students from his old junior high that stood in the way — yuutaro kindaichi, and no surprise here — tooru oikawa.. whom he didn’t have the best relationship with.

and what exactly were they blocking him from? well, his feelings towards you.

once upon a time ago, you had also attended kitagawa daiichi and have been kageyama’s crush for as long as could remember. no one could compare to you no matter how many times he tried to disregard his feelings.

now that you attended aoba johsai, he feared he might never get to tell you of his sentiments towards you.

the one opportunity he had to speak with you was during the practice match early into the school year, and at the singular opportunity he received to approach you, when he didn’t just feel like a face in a crowd.. kageyama became completely tongue tied.

like a fool he choked on his words before spouting a pathetic excuse of a greeting once kindaichi had arrived with kunimi to pull you away from him.

now, he was met with a new opportunity.. one that featured no aoba johsai, no court and zero volleyball — just the two of you, and the beach.

the raven haired setter had come with his sister for the day, saying to him that he had needed sun and a break from his cherished sport. the odds of you showing up were zero, and yet, here he was.. proven wrong once more.

miwa, upon seeing you playing blissfully in the water with a friend you had brought down to the beach with you, had of course nagged her younger brother, urging that it was fate. how often was it that you showed up to the beach at the same time as your crush without that knowledge, anyway?

still, the first year had refused to approach you. how could he when you were having so much fun? you’d freeze up completely if you had to hear another failed attempt at a confession.

despite being so close to him, you felt so far away for him. out of his league, out of reach.. and it terrified him to take those few steps in approaching you. who was to say you wanted him anyway if he spoke up? for all he knew someone else was in the picture.

there was just too much at risk, and he wasn’t sure if he was ready to hear your rejection.

“tobio.. you’re gonna lose her completely with the rate you’re going at.” his older sister sighed out, draining her bottle of coke. “nobody’s here to stop or make you feel judged in any way. and i can tell you right now,” she paused, pushing her sunglasses up a bit. “you’re not getting a better opportunity than this one.”

his lips pursed together as he stole another glance at you before looking at the emptied glass bottle in his hand. “it’s pointless trying, onee-san. she came here to enjoy herself and relax — not witness an embarrassment of a confession, if i even get one out.” the words would be completely jumbled, so much that it was sure to sound illiterate. like a baby trying to get their first word out.

he wondered if he could just get his feelings across without standing there to tell you. if he could do it that way, surely the confession would get across, and it won’t have cost him his dignity.

the elder eyed the younger for a moment before letting out a hum. “if this was volleyball, surely you’d have found a way around this by now.” she spoke up before laying back in her beach chair. “facing defeat has made you too comfortable, tobio.”

his lips parted to throw back a retort before, wanting to defend what little pride he had left, but his thoughts failed him when they couldn’t form into a sentence. miwa was right, painful as it was to admit. he gave up way too easily, all because of vulnerability.

his gaze lingered on the glass in his hand for a little while longer, the sea beyond twinkling in the distant horizon.

and just like that, an idea struck him. “nee-san, do you have a paper and pen i can borrow?”

“i’m telling you hana-chan, every conversation we’ve had just ends up in word vomit when he addresses me — considering yuutaro-kun and oikawa-senpai always intervene..” you sighed out to your friend from johzenji, pursing your lips together. “i feel bad each time we talk because of it.”

the brunette lowered her sunglasses to her face, letting out a hum. “volleyball boys do tend to hold onto their grudges, otherwise they’d be more like my team.. and they’re certainly a draining bunch.” it was like hosting a kid’s birthday party everyday when it came down to managing. “maybe you should try contacting him outside of volleyball?” she suggested, sipping on her smoothie.

your lips pursed together. “i probably should, he was a really good guy back in junior high.. despite what everyone says about his behavior with volleyball.” an awkward laugh seemed to have left your lips at the memories. “but i miss having him in my life, i just don’t know if he feels the same way..”

“what’s that?” the manager spoke up, sitting upright.

raising a brow, you turned to look at your friend. “i said i don’t know if he feels the same way..”

“no no.” misaki shook her head, pointing to the shore. “that, over there.” she corrected, lifting her shades.

you blinked at her finger, following its direction before narrowing your eyes to see what she had been referring to. the sun wasn’t quite helping your vision, in fact- whatever it was, the sun reflected it in a way that made you get up to go look for yourself.

if someone threw trash into the sea with garbage bins scattered all around the beach to maintain the cleanliness, you were seriously going to throw hands.

as you approached the shallow water, you kneeled to pick up the discarded bottle, wondering who on earth couldn’t just get off their ass and throw away a coke bottle.

but as you got a better look, you found a paper inside. at first glance it might have been a wrapper for a straw, however it wasn’t crumbled up like trash. rather — it was rolled up.

part of you thought you might have found the krabby patty secret formula somehow by its appearance. glass bottle and a note? a child would have surely thought similarly and opened it to see.

and like a kid.. curiosity got the better of you.

twisting off the cap, you flipped the bottle over to shake the letter out, eager to see what you might find. maybe even treasure — although that was farfetched.. even for you.

unraveling the message, however, you found none of the things you anticipated. in fact, you were met with very the last scenario that could have possibly crossed your mind.

dear y/n,

um.. i’m no good with words, but uh, you probably noticed that the last few times we saw each other. and i have no hope that whatever i say will be any better here.. especially with limited space, but i’m hoping that i can put my feelings into words a little easier without my pride getting in the way, awkward meetings, or our old schoolmates.

i like you, a lot.. and i have for a really long time now — since kitagawa daiichi. but i’ve just, had a hard time bringing those feelings across to you, so i never got the chance, especially when we go to different schools.

just feels like the universe doesn’t want me with you every time i try to speak up, so i decided to write them instead, hoping they get to you in this message.

if you don’t feel the same, i understand- i just hope we can remain friends, and that i haven’t made things even more awkward than they already were between us.

yours sincerely,

tobio kageyama.

shock painted your features as you read the name nine more times, scanned the contents of the letter before looking behind you.

tobio was somewhere on the beach and you hadn’t even seen him. he could have made an approach as well, but his fears, you guessed, of rejection.. told him not to.

finally, as your eyes were ready to give up the search, a sliver of blueberry caught your gaze. bingo.

“y/n?? where are you-”

“one minute, i think i saw someone i know!” you quickly intercepted hana, rising from your crouched position to run a few umbrellas down.

there was one with a duo underneath that resembled one another, and if your memory served you correctly — that was tobio and his older sister. miwa, if your memory hadn’t failed you.

the setter seemed to be his own world for a moment, filing his nails as part of his routine. even outside of the court, he still had to maintain his habits.

“tobio, i’m off to get us more drinks.” the female spoke up after looking up, smiling to herself. “be right back~”

kageyama let out a noise of agreement, only lifting his head a smidge to nod before pausing when he noticed a figure across from him — your figure.

either you just noticed him, or you had actually received the haphazard message in the bottle he had sent. and by the looks of it, it had been the latter.

“y/n..” he breathed out, lowering the filer in his hand as he watched you approach him.

the butterflies from every occasion he had encountered you this past year seemed to have returned to his stomach. was this what hinata felt before every match..?

“tobio-kun, it’s been awhile.” you smiled a little, letting out a sheepish laugh. “surprised to find you here, it almost feels like fate.. except no distractions this time for us to finally put everything out on the table.”

his heart seemed to accelerate with pace, the nerves increasing almost tenfold. rejection, he could just sense it coming. “um, well.. i already said how i feel, considering you got the letter.” he spoke up, eyeing the emptied beverage in your hands.

at his reasoning, you lifted the bottle before humming. “true, but i didn’t actually hear it from you. for all i know it could have been something of your sister’s doing.”

tobio, blushing profusely, nearly found himself barking back a response — a frequent habit of his. but as he eyed your expecting gaze, he faltered, lowering his head in defeat.

“how will i know if by saying it, i won’t just end up being made into a fool..?” he mumbled, pursing his lips together.

as you took a step closer, you gave him a knowing stare. “let me do you a better one, how are you so sure i’ll make you into a fool? you’re aware of your feelings.” you paused before pointing to yourself. “but you’re not aware of mine, it seems.”

his lips parted to retort before he froze up. “wait- your feelings? you..”

a smile returned to your lips as you sat beside him. “i like you, tobio-kun. are the feelings i read true?” you asked him, tilting your head curiously.

the color on his cheeks seemed to darken as he avoided your intent gaze for a moment before nodding. “they’re as i wrote them.. i really do like you, y/n — and i meant every word i said.. i was just scared you might’ve felt.. differently.”

“well,” you grabbed his hand, grinning brightly. “rest assured the feelings are mutual at long last!”

notes. sorry this is rushed and written in like 7382393939 different sittings.. hoping i was able to fulfill your request somewhat?? idk how in character he is.. but anyway, ty for the request anon and sorry for the very long wait ahaha.. please enjoy!

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[5iyoomi]

> Haikyuu

Last Updated: September 24, 2024

Key: Fluff (🩷), Angst (🥀), Suggestive (💋), Smut (🌶️), Timeskip (🕔)

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★ = Dark Content/Read Warnings!!

— General

how they kiss you [hcs] | various x gn!Reader

part 1 — koganegawa, kenma, kageyama, atsumu, oikawa [🩷/💋]

part 2 — sugawara, shirabu, semi, akaashi [🩷]

comforting you after a bad day [drabbles] | various x gn!Reader

osamu, ushijima, tsukishima, oikawa, daishou, yaku [🩷/🕔]

how they eat you out [hcs/drabbles] | various x fem!Reader

kinoshita, hoshiumi, matsukawa, kita [🌶️]

— Other

haiba alisa.

N/A

yamamoto akane.

N/A

yamaka mika.

N/A

tanaka saeko.

N/A

— Aoba Johsai

oikawa tooru.

N/A

matsukawa issei.

biological dad!Mattsun x fem!Reader [drabble] - [🌶️/🕔] ★ incest

iwaizumi hajime.

N/A

kindaichi yuutarou.

N/A

kyoutani kentarou.

N/A

kunimi akira.

N/A

hanamaki takahiro.

N/A

— Nekoma

kuroo tetsurou.

N/A

morisuke yaku.

N/A

yamamoto taketora.

N/A

kozume kenma.

N/A

fukunaga shouhei.

N/A

haiba lev.

N/A

shibayama yuuki.

N/A

inuoka sou.

N/A

— Nohebi

daishou suguru.

N/A

kuguri naoyasu.

N/A

numai kazuma.

N/A

— Date Tech

koganegawa kanji.

N/A

aone takanobu.

N/A

futakuchi kenji.

N/A

— Fukurodani

akaashi keiji.

N/A

bokuto koutarou.

bokuatsu hcs [hcs/drabbles] - [🩷/🌶️/🕔]

sarukui yamato.

N/A

konoha akinori.

N/A

komi haruki.

N/A

— Shiratorizawa

ushijima wakatoshi.

just like that [fic] | ushijima x fem!Reader x tendou - [🌶️]

tendou satori.

just like that [fic] | ushijima x fem!Reader x tendou - [🌶️]

goshiki tsutomu.

N/A

semi eita.

N/A

ohira reon.

N/A

shirabu kenjiro.

N/A

— Itachiyama

sakusa kiyoomi.

N/A

komori motoya.

pet play [drabble] | x fem!Reader - [🌶️/🕔]

— Kamomedai

hoshiumi kourai.

boyfriend hcs [hcs/drabbles] | x gn!Reader - [🩷/🌶️]

hirugami sachirou.

N/A

— Inarizaki

kita shinsuke.

N/A

ojiro aran.

N/A

miya atsumu.

forbidden relationship [drabble] - [💋/🕔] ★ osaatsu/miyacest

bokuatsu hcs [hcs/drabbles] - [🩷/🌶️/🕔]

miya osamu.

touch starved!Osamu x fem!Reader [hcs/drabbles] - [🌶️/🩷/🕔]

forbidden relationship [drabble] - [💋/🕔] ★ osaatsu/miyacest

suna rintarou.

N/A

— Johzenji

terushima yuuji.

N/A

misaki hana.

N/A

— Karasuno

sawamura daichi.

N/A

sugawara koushi.

N/A

azumane asahi.

N/A

nishinoya yuu.

N/A

tanaka ryuunosuke.

N/A

ennoshita chikara.

N/A

narita kazuhito.

N/A

kinoshita hisashi.

N/A

yamaguchi tadashi.

N/A

tsukishima kei.

N/A

kageyama tobio.

in your arms [fic] | x fem!Reader - [🌶️/🕔]

hinata shouyou.

N/A

ukai keishin.

N/A

takeda ittetsu.

N/A

shimizu kiyoko.

N/A

yachi hitoka.

N/A

[kagelama-tobiyolo]

Can i request a y/n×kunimi where y/n is this really physically and emotionally strong on the outside but theres actually something that happened in her past that to this day she still remembers(her father's death) then one day while y/n and kunimi are at y/n's house then kunimi leaves y/n for a while, but then y/n remembers what happened then she suddenly breaks down and kunimi tries to comfort her because she tries really hard to not let ppl see her crying and weak This actually happened to me

Oh no! I really hope you’re feeling better! I’m so sorry, this request has been sitting in my inbox for over a month and I feel so bad.

And a quick note, I wrote this from 3 to 4 am last night? morning? and I guess I was... having thoughts???

I don’t know, it’s kinda a wack drabble but I still hope you enjoy it! Ahaha...

People

Pairing: Kunimi x reader

Warnings: None really? a little depressing and quite wacky

***

It’s such a hard thing to be a human. That’s what I think at least. This world is filled with people and to get through life, you have to interact with them. People are rude. They’re terrible. They’re cunning. They pretend to be nice on the outside, but deep inside, no one cares for anyone other than themselves. A sad, sad, species we are.  

And since no one cares about anyone but themselves, you can only play one role. You can’t be your full you. No one will remember that much, no one will bother to try to grasp all of you. You play a character, one character, per set of people you meet. You can’t change it up halfway through, you can’t show that you were more than that.

If the character you decide to play at the beginning is strong and outgoing, you’re kind of stuck with it. It doesn’t quite matter if someone else enters your life or leaves. You have to stay the one character you are, or else people will think that you’re strange.

Because that’s what people are like.

That’s why being a human is so much easier when you’re younger. You don’t have many life-experiences yet, so you don’t have multiple characters. You can be your full self and it’ll be perfectly fine because you’re only one character. As you grow older, you find more, different parts of you. More things you like, more things you dislike, things you cherish and things that put a frown on your face.

Your father had passed away almost a year ago but you could remember it like yesterday. It was such a vivid memory of yours that won’t leave your head anytime soon. Time to time, you felt like breaking down. You felt like everything you ate wanted to come right back up.

You just wanted to cry.

But that wouldn’t do, because that’s not the character you’re playing. You play the strong, happy (Y/n), you weren’t allowed to cry.

Or so you thought.

You were in the middle of watching a movie with Kunimi but he had to step out to the washroom. You paused the movie and sat on the couch, staring blankly at the screen. You tried to sort your emotions and make sure you don’t break down, but it was hard.

And before you knew it, you were crying. A few seconds later, you felt two strong arms around you.

“I knew it. You wouldn’t cry if anyone was around you, would you? Is it your dad?”

Your eyes widened and you simply nodded. 

“Why do you pretend you’re fine?” he said as he pulled you off of the couch and hugged you as the two of you sat on the floor. 

“B-because, that’s not who I’m supposed to be--”

“Supposed to be? (Y/n) I think you’re stupid. No matter who you are, you cry when you’re sad and you smile when you’re happy.”

“But that doesn’t fit my character--”

“Character? One that doesn’t cry? Now that’s hella boring. Even fictional characters are more interesting than that.”

“But people won’t care! They’d just think I’m weird!”

He sighed tiredly and you stopped to listen to him. “I guess some people are like that, but not all. You need to trust more people, (Y/n)”

“But how do I know who to trust?”

“Hmm… I guess you can never be too sure about that…” he said. “But you could start with me.”

A few more tears slipped down your cheeks and you smiled a genuine smile. “Alright.”

[semifilms]

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

[lovely-renard]

You're his favorite pillow.

Yes, he's aware that you're an actual person and not just a random thing stuffed with feathers. Does that change anything? Absolutely not.

When you're minding your own business, just sitting on the couch, he crawls to you, resting his head on your lap. If you ever question him, he'll only answer "I'm tired and you're comfortable." and this ends the discussion because he's already drifting to sleep.

If you're both in a more crowded place, he'll settle with his head on your shoulder, face hiding in the crook of your neck, sniffing your perfume. It's not the same as laying on your lap but, when you're in a train or just on a bench, he likes to be able to rest near you.

But these two situations can't top this one: sleeping on top of you in the warmth of your bed. Laying comfortably on your chest, your heartbeat doing a wonderful job at lulling him to sleep, your fingers combing his hair and tracing patters on his back, he feels like he knocked on Heaven's door.

No matter the situation, the place and the time, he'll always choose you over any pillow as fluffy as it seems. Why? Because he finds reassuring to rest near you, it puts his mind at peace and only you have this kind of effect on him.

-> Suna, Atsumu, Bokuto, Kuroo, Kenma, Kunimi

[reverie-starlight]

{soft ways the haikyuu characters look out for you}

(Requests are OPEN)

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when you’re out to dinner and you drop something next to you, they automatically reach over and cover the corner of the table so you don’t hurt yourself on the way up. it’s second nature to them and they don’t even realize they do it. they will literally be in the middle of a conversation and they will not stop talking or break eye contact with the person in front of them as they lean over and cover the corner.

ATSUMU, Osamu, IWAIZUMI, Kiyoko, Sugawara, Ushijima, ARAN, Bokuto, Matsukawa, Kuroo, Hinata

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if you’re ever being talked over in a group of people, they will either tell everyone to shut up and listen to whatever you’re saying, or turn to you as everyone else talks and makes sure you know they’re listening to you

AKAASHI, Suna, KITA, Yachi, Kageyama, Semi, Tendou, OIKAWA, Hanamaki, KUNIMI, Kenma

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when you’re out in a crowd and distracted for whatever reason (anxiety, you start to wander off in the wrong direction, you’re too far ahead, etc), he’ll keep an eye on you and make sure he’s holding onto you somehow (to keep you grounded/from going the wrong way/too far ahead, etc)

SUNA, Yamaguchi, Daichi, Kindaichi, TSUKISHIMA, Asahi, Aran, KITA, Iwaizumi

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[heartsoji]

KUNIMI AKIRA: the start

the start of your relationship with kunimi was very hesitant.

you had seen all those cute couple things online and had complained about wanting to do them, but kunimi wasn't one to take the initiative and take you out for picnic dates or ask you to do the laundry with him, and asking him was actually a lot more nerve-wracking than expected.

one thing in particular that you had always wanted to do but couldn't because you didn't have a boyfriend (rip i don't either) was to steal his hoodies, wear them with pride, and not giving a f*ck about his demands to give it back. and in your pre-relationship mind, kunimi had lots and they looked really comfy so it would be cute. however, it was actually kind of scary. like this was the start of your relationship with him. you didn't want to cause any conflict. what if he got mad that you took one? what if it caused a fight between the two of you and your relationship would become rocky? there was just too much at risk.

however, you still desperately wanted to wear one, so you not-so-subtly tried to get kunimi to give you one instead.

"aki, i'm kinda cold."

"yeah?" *gives you a hug*

and while yes, this was very cute, he was not taking the hint.

he was denser than you thought.

eventually, you couldn't take it anymore and just took one. you decided to take one that you rarely ever saw him wear and just hope that he didn't notice.

you came to kunimi's prepared. you had already memorized where kunimi kept that specific hoodie and where he put his spare hangers. you brought a large tote bag to store the hoodie with a plushie inside to avoid suspicion. you put an alarm on your phone as a fake reminder that would strike after you had stolen the hoodie. then, while he was in the bathroom, you sprinted to his closet, opened it quietly, pulled the hoodie off the hanger, put it with his other spares, quietly shut his closet, pulled out the plushie, and replaced it with his hoodie. you then tossed your bag by the door underneath your coat and ran back to your former spot on his couch, plushie in your arms. when he came back, you presented him with the plushie.

"ta-da! i saw it at the arcade and it reminded me of you, so i got it."

this wasn't a lie, so you were able to say it smoothly.

he smiled softly and accepted the gift, giving you a small "thanks" and a shy peck on your forehead, which made you fall for him a little more.

then, your "reminder" on your phone went off.

"AH! sorry aki gotta go no time to explain no need to see me off love you bye!" and with that, you rushed off. you didn't want him to see your stuffed tote.

when you returned home, you pulled the hoodie out of your tote. it was a simple dark grey hoodie with a small logo on the top right corner. you pulled it over your head and inhaled its scent.

because he didn't wear it often, it didn't smell like him very much. however, it did just a little bit, which left a little grin on your face. you hoped that he wouldn't notice it was gone.

but of course, kunimi's an observant guy and noticed.

"hey, y/n?" kunimi waved you over the next day at lunch.

"what, aki?" you asked innocently.

"have you seen my hoodie? the grey one."

fuck.

"y-you have a lot of grey ones, aki." you stuttered.

"i guess. sorry, just wanted to know if you had seen it since you came over yesterday." he said.

"n-no..?"

"oh. ok. thanks anyways. i love you."

you felt your heart flutter at the last part and couldn't take it anymore.

"a-aki.. i took your hoodie. 'm sorry." you admitted, looking down shyly at your feet.

he looked a little surprised. just a little.

"but why though?" he asked. "i'm not mad by the way, just curious."

you could feel your cheeks heating up. "it.. kinda smells like you."

anyone who didn't know better would think that kunimi was unfazed by this. but if you just looked at his ears, you could see a red tint.

"oh." he said slowly, before pulling his favorite hoodie out of his bag.

"here." he held it out to you, eyes to the side.

"huh..?" you were confused. what was going on?

"i don't wear that one often. take this one instead." he mumbled.

you felt your heart swell and you accepted the hoodie.

"thanks, aki!" you said happily.

you nuzzled your face into the soft material. this one had a much stronger scent than the other one and you loved it. you pulled it on over your uniform and smiled brightly, burying your face into it like he did with his.

he looked away, his ears a bright red. "yeah, yeah." he muttered before giving you a quick peck on the forehead.

"and by the way.. you can take them whenever you want. it's a good way to brand you as mine." he added before walking back to his table, leaving you standing there, frozen. you could feel your cheeks burning like crazy.

bonus - 3 months later

"Y/N GIVE ME BACK MY HOODIE ITS BEEN 3 MONTHS"

"NO"

*tackles you on the couch and tickles you until ur wheezing before pulling it off of your figure and holding it in the air triumphantly*

[white-poppie]

Kitty-incidence

Characters: I.Hajime x Gn! reader Genre:  fluff Writer: @ white-poppie Song recommendation: Backyard boy

HAIKYU!! (ハイキュー!!)

Iwaizumi huffed after seeing the grey clouds of deuterium floating like sail-boats high above. The faint tapping of rain against his window-sill made it impossible for him to concentrate on the book lying on the table.

He sighed and closed his book. Looking out of his window, he was pedestrians walking with their colourful umbrellas and raincoats, kids splashing in muddy puddles, cars speeding across them.

His eyes fell on a certain figure, drenched from head to toe, staggering around in their wet clothes with a bundle in their hand.

It didn’t take him long to realize who it was, Y/N L/N from year two. The person he was shipped with by the entirety of his team due to his extremely obvious crush on them.

He rushed downstairs and wore his shoes, taking an umbrella from the stand in his porch he ran out towards you.

“Y/N?” he shouted causing you to look back at him.

“Iwa senpai? What are you doing here?”

“I should be the one asking you that,” he huffed, “why are you out in the rain, do you want to get sick?”

You showed the small bundle wrapped in your rain coat, it was a shuddering cat, obviously breathing very slow.

“I saw her on my way, I couldn’t have left her alone, her breathing is very shallow,” you sniffed, “there is a vet nearby, I just need to take her there.”

Hajime rubbed a hand on his face and gave you the umbrella, “hold this, I will be back very quick.”

You nodded mindlessly and held the umbrella.

Within seconds Iwaizumi came running back with a second umbrella and a towel, “I’ll wrap this around the cat, you wear your rain coat.”

You gave the cat to Iwaizumi, he wrapped her tightly like a burrito while you wore the raincoat.

“Let’s go,” he said opening the umbrella and giving the cat to you.

After reaching the vet, you two patiently waited for the doctor’s analysis.

“She just has a little fever,” the vet checked, “give her some medicines and she will be fine.” 

Getting out of the clinic, you smiled at Hajime, “I am so glad she is okay.”

He nodded in understanding, “me too.”

“Thank you for helping me today,” you bowed in gratitude at Iwaizumi.

“Don’t mention it,” he chuckled leaning down to meet the cat, “I’ll come visit you soon.”

You laughed and held her paw, “Say bye, Haji.”

Oh god, if Iwaizumi wasn’t blushing earlier, he was now, for sure. Did you just name the cat Haji? Was this flirting or was this a way of gratitude. His ears turned red and he cleared his throat, “I-I will leave now.”

“Bye Iwa Senpai!”

“Iwa Senpai~” God his ears were ringing at this point.

“Iwa Senpai~”

“IWA SENPAI!” Iwaizumi flinched as he came back to his senses...a bit too late because he couldn’t control the ball that hit him on his face.

Kindaichi rushed to get the ball while Iwaizumi robbed his nose, groaning in pain.

“Iwa Senpai you have been very distracted today, are you sick?”

“No-I-”

“Yes he is,” Oikawa said smugly, spinning the ball on his index finger, “your Iwa senpai is lovesick.”

“Ehhh...” now everyone in the gym was suddenly interested.

“Who is it, Iwa senpai?” Kunimi questioned.

“This is stupid,” Kyotani tsked, continuing his practice.

“You are salty because no one likes you,” Matsukawa stated and Kyotani just growled.

“But really Iwaizumi, who is it?” Hanamaki questioned. Iwaizumi’s cheks were flushed with embarrassment.

“Its no one,” he replied and comments of ‘lie’ echoed in the gym.

“It’s Y/n,” Oikawa smirked and Iwaizumi cursed under his breath.

“Wait...Y/n as in Y/n L/n from my class?” Kunimi explained.

“Damnn Iwa likes the younger ones, huh?” Hanamaki chuckled.

“Shut up,” he grumbled, hiding his red face behind his palms.

“Aww he is getting flustered.” Iwa groaned at the mocking of his teammates. It was technically your fault to make him act like a 12-year-old in love.

“I am going to get some water,” he sighed, ignoring the snickers coming from behind him.

Iwa washed his face in cold water, lifting the hem of his T-shirt to wipe the water. He took a deep breath and started walking back into them gym, only to bump into a figure running into him.

“Careful,” he said holding them by their shoulders as a reflex.

You squeaked at the sudden contact, “Iw-Iwaizumi senpai!”

Oh god, oh no no, Iwaizumi quickly removed his hands and bit his lips in embarrassment. 

“H-hey Y/N, Wh-what are you doing here?” he stuttered, mentally slapping himself.

“I-I was going to library,” you answered, “how is the practice going?”

“Its going, good uhm great, yeah,” he answered hating the awkwardness.

“That’s great,” you squeaked out.

“Uhh how is the cat?” he questioned.

“Oh, Haji?” Yep, the cat you named after him, “she is doing pretty well, her fever is down and she is really active, you should come visit her soon.”

“Yeah I will,” he rubbed the nape of his neck in embarrasment, “uhh Y/N are you free this Saturday, y’know maybe we can play with...Haji and then go to this really nice cafe I know?”

“Yeah, Saturday sounds good,” you said trying to ignore the flush on your face.

“Alright,” he smiled, “Saturday it is.”

“WOOHOO CONGRATULATIONS!!!” Kunimi exclaimed, earning a slap from Oikawa. Oikawa looked straight at Iwaizumi and whipped out a thumbs up of approval while muttering a few words as if he hadn’t been caught spying with his minion.

Yeah...he wasn’t going to hear the end of it.

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KUNIMI AKIRA: the start

the start of your relationship with kunimi was very hesitant.

you had seen all those cute couple things online and had complained about wanting to do them, but kunimi wasn't one to take the initiative and take you out for picnic dates or ask you to do the laundry with him, and asking him was actually a lot more nerve-wracking than expected.

one thing in particular that you had always wanted to do but couldn't because you didn't have a boyfriend (rip i don't either) was to steal his hoodies, wear them with pride, and not giving a f*ck about his demands to give it back. and in your pre-relationship mind, kunimi had lots and they looked really comfy so it would be cute. however, it was actually kind of scary. like this was the start of your relationship with him. you didn't want to cause any conflict. what if he got mad that you took one? what if it caused a fight between the two of you and your relationship would become rocky? there was just too much at risk.

however, you still desperately wanted to wear one, so you not-so-subtly tried to get kunimi to give you one instead.

"aki, i'm kinda cold."

"yeah?" *gives you a hug*

and while yes, this was very cute, he was not taking the hint.

he was denser than you thought.

eventually, you couldn't take it anymore and just took one. you decided to take one that you rarely ever saw him wear and just hope that he didn't notice.

you came to kunimi's prepared. you had already memorized where kunimi kept that specific hoodie and where he put his spare hangers. you brought a large tote bag to store the hoodie with a plushie inside to avoid suspicion. you put an alarm on your phone as a fake reminder that would strike after you had stolen the hoodie. then, while he was in the bathroom, you sprinted to his closet, opened it quietly, pulled the hoodie off the hanger, put it with his other spares, quietly shut his closet, pulled out the plushie, and replaced it with his hoodie. you then tossed your bag by the door underneath your coat and ran back to your former spot on his couch, plushie in your arms. when he came back, you presented him with the plushie.

"ta-da! i saw it at the arcade and it reminded me of you, so i got it."

this wasn't a lie, so you were able to say it smoothly.

he smiled softly and accepted the gift, giving you a small "thanks" and a shy peck on your forehead, which made you fall for him a little more.

then, your "reminder" on your phone went off.

"AH! sorry aki gotta go no time to explain no need to see me off love you bye!" and with that, you rushed off. you didn't want him to see your stuffed tote.

when you returned home, you pulled the hoodie out of your tote. it was a simple dark grey hoodie with a small logo on the top right corner. you pulled it over your head and inhaled its scent.

because he didn't wear it often, it didn't smell like him very much. however, it did just a little bit, which left a little grin on your face. you hoped that he wouldn't notice it was gone.

but of course, kunimi's an observant guy and noticed.

"hey, y/n?" kunimi waved you over the next day at lunch.

"what, aki?" you asked innocently.

"have you seen my hoodie? the grey one."

fuck.

"y-you have a lot of grey ones, aki." you stuttered.

"i guess. sorry, just wanted to know if you had seen it since you came over yesterday." he said.

"n-no..?"

"oh. ok. thanks anyways. i love you."

you felt your heart flutter at the last part and couldn't take it anymore.

"a-aki.. i took your hoodie. 'm sorry." you admitted, looking down shyly at your feet.

he looked a little surprised. just a little.

"but why though?" he asked. "i'm not mad by the way, just curious."

you could feel your cheeks heating up. "it.. kinda smells like you."

anyone who didn't know better would think that kunimi was unfazed by this. but if you just looked at his ears, you could see a red tint.

"oh." he said slowly, before pulling his favorite hoodie out of his bag.

"here." he held it out to you, eyes to the side.

"huh..?" you were confused. what was going on?

"i don't wear that one often. take this one instead." he mumbled.

you felt your heart swell and you accepted the hoodie.

"thanks, aki!" you said happily.

you nuzzled your face into the soft material. this one had a much stronger scent than the other one and you loved it. you pulled it on over your uniform and smiled brightly, burying your face into it like he did with his.

he looked away, his ears a bright red. "yeah, yeah." he muttered before giving you a quick peck on the forehead.

"and by the way.. you can take them whenever you want. it's a good way to brand you as mine." he added before walking back to his table, leaving you standing there, frozen. you could feel your cheeks burning like crazy.

bonus - 3 months later

"Y/N GIVE ME BACK MY HOODIE ITS BEEN 3 MONTHS"

"NO"

*tackles you on the couch and tickles you until ur wheezing before pulling it off of your figure and holding it in the air triumphantly*

[mimi-cee-hq]

Please Take Care of Me - Kunimi x f!reader

Summary: Kunimi doesn't like running, but he'll do it for you.

Genres and other tags: fluff, pre-relationship, flirting, banter, a bit of enemies to lovers, manager!reader, second year!Kunimi

Words: 767

Warnings: none

*****

"What are you writing?" Kunimi asked you.

He stood beside you in the empty hallway, hands in his pockets. His tone didn't reveal much curiosity, but he leaned against you as he looked over your shoulder.

You yawned, stretching your arms out in front of you as you held your notebook and pencil.

"That you came late for conditioning practice again," you told him.

The rest of his teammates had already gone a few laps through the school hallways and headed down the stairs. It was dark and snowy outside. The sun hadn't even risen yet. Kunimi hated winter.

"Coach should've cancelled practice with all the snow outside," he said, scrunching his nose and twisting his lips.

"Did you forget that volleyball is an indoor sport?" you told him with a smirk.

You checked your watch. You had bought it when you had become their manager.

"You should've come earlier," you said. With your pencil, you pointed at his volleyball shoes. "It also doesn't take fifteen minutes to switch out of your boots."

Kunimi grumbled as you scribbled a fifteen next to his name.

"You'd better start running or else it'll be a twenty," you added.

"Have you been keeping track this whole time?" he said with a scowl, hands still in his pockets. "Coach didn't even do that last year."

"Of course I have to," you replied. "Who's going to make sure you don't slack off?" The team's attendance records filled the loose paper fastened to the front page of your notebook. "It's all in here."

"Really?" he asked. He held out his hand and you gave him the sheet. After pretending to look at it, he dashed off.

With the paper in hand.

"Kunimi! Get back here!" you shouted as you ran after him.

At first, his expression displayed an indifference to your yells. Yet a tiny grin grew on his face before he turned around to stick his tongue out at you.

"Ugh! Kunimi! You idiot!"

He finally stopped after a few minutes, but only after rounding the corner and running down a flight of stairs. You cursed his long legs. He was too fast. You smacked him with your notebook before plopping onto the bottom step of the stairs.

"I hope you're ready to make up the time after school," you said out of spite as you caught your breath.

"At least cut my time in half if you make me only run on the stairs again," he told you, squatting in front of you.

"You should have thought of that before you came in late," you said between shallow breaths. "Besides, we need to make sure you're in good condition for the next tournament."

Kunimi didn't like you at first. You were too stubborn, too loud, too annoying. And yet…

"Hey Y/n," he told you.

You raised your brows. "What is it this time?"

Months ago, he had been dumbfounded when you had laid down a trail of salted caramel candies in front of him, claiming you had heard it worked like catnip. (Did you really think he was that simple-minded?)

You had let him lie on your shoulder in class when sleep-deprivation had taken over. (Although the first time that had happened, you had smacked the back of his head.)

You had placed new knee pads in his locker when the elastics in his old ones had become brittle and worn. (You really shouldn't have written his name on them if you had wanted it to be a secret. He could recognize your handwriting anywhere.)

"Could you be our manager again next year?" Kunimi asked you nonchalantly. You had only planned to help out this year to help support Yahaba as captain.

You scratched the back of your head. "I guess I have to," you said as you took his hand to help you up. "Who else would make sure you're not late?"

"Pfft," he snickered into the back of his hand. "Please continue taking care of me, Miss Manager."

You widened your eyes before blinking a few times. Looking away, you clutched onto the notebook in one hand as you continued to hold Kunimi's in the other.

"Okay," you told him, eyes avoiding his gaze. "I will."

A blush formed on Kunimi's cheeks, not at all expecting your reaction. His eyes darted away from you. The halls were still empty.

He wanted to ask you to take care of him for years to come. But not right now.

He wanted to savour this moment a little longer as his fingers were intertwined between yours.

*****

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[hrts4tsumu]

( ## ) WHEN YOU IGNORE THEM FOR AN HOUR !!

becomes very pouty and clingy. they follow you around the house until you give them attention. — asahi, HINATA, yamaguchi, lev, YAMAMOTO, BOKUTO, aone, hanamaki, akagi, KINDAICHI, goshiki, ushijima, ATSUMU, hoshiumi.

literally jumps on you and forces you to tell them why you’re ignoring them. they don’t care if you’re holding something. — tanaka, tendou, NISHINOYA, yaku, futakuchi, GINJIMA, koganegawa.

ignores you back and doesn’t even look at you. you end up being the one following them and begging for attention. — kageyama, semi, TSUKISHIMA, kenma, KUROO, konoha, SUNA, matsukawa, KUNIMI, SHIRABU.

they ask you why you’re ignoring them and if you don’t answer they’re like “ok then.” then tickles you until you tell them. — sugawara, DAICHI, kai, akaashi, IWAIZUMI, kyotani, reon, ARAN, kita, osamu, HIRUGAMI.

[acup-ofawkward-andclumsy]

Could you do another pregnancy prank on hq boys? But with Tsukki, Kunimi and Futakuchi? I wanna see how these salty boys react. ( •̀ε•́ )

PREGNANCY PRANK ON THE HQ BOYS

tsukishima x fem!reader, kunimi x fem!reader

warnings: mentions of pregnancy, slight suggestive content in tsukishima's

A/n: hey anon chan, sorry i took so long to respond, hopefully you will like it though!! I don't really know quite how to write Futakutchi's personality (yet) so I'm not going to write for him

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TSUKISHIMA KEI

Telling him you were pregnant was not the best idea, at all, he was a bit skeptical about it, telling you to break the prank and that it wasn't funny. "Y/n do you see me laughing? I know your shenanigans." You sighed in defeat as you knew you were not going to convince him. "Keiii, how did you know it was a joke" You whined. "Well, first of all, I saw you watching that 'pregnancy prank compilation' yesterday, second, your phone is sotting there recording everything meaning it will also record the actual pregnancy process that I'm about to do with you, it will maybe teach you a lesson or two about messing around like that" And just that sentence sent shivers down your spine and a huge red hue creeping up on your cheeks.

KUNIMI AKIRA

So this lazy boy, will simply not hear you. He just came back from the a long day at work, sprawled all over the couch and was watching a boring documentary about snails on the discovery channel. When you announced to him the big news, you were surprised that he just replied with a "that's cool" all while staying focused on the tv. " Did you even hear what I just said?" You's ask. "Yes, you said that you were pregna... Huh" At that moment, realization caught up to him, his face turned 360, from nonchalant to a weird contorted expression. "What". Akira full panick mode. He stared at you blankly and pulled out a "You gotta be kidding me", now this reaction made more sense to you, both of you had had a conversation about this before, and you knew he wasn't ready for a child, so you decided to tell him it was just a joke. He deadpanned and told you "I already knew it was a joke". He then pushed your head into his chest, pulling you into a harsh hug.

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A/n: quick angst for blep boy. Kunimi’s a fave solely for that scene. Product of laryngitis y’all

It’s discerning how Kunimi felt like he never had enough time for you. There were always more important things. Excuses, really. But now that you’re gone, he realizes how much time he actually has when he spends most of it alone, pondering about you. And your smile. And the way your cheeks would plump from joy.

With just a call or a text, you’d drop anything for him. And maybe that’s why he’d rather waste his days wandering campus or cancel plans, pretending he was busy while laying sideways in bed. There’d always be tomorrow and he’d always have more important things to do today.

It seems you’ve had enough of the neglect and you inform him the same way he avoids you: through text. I can’t do this anymore.

He scoffs at the thought that he wasn’t even warranted a goodbye. It’s a petty act that turns grim when the pit in his stomach grows heavy. The weight of his phone, suddenly unbearable to hold, slips from his fingers. The last he saw of you was yesterday, passing by class. He gave you a quick nod before hauling off because he only had fifteen minutes to walk across campus. He knew he’d see you later. He knew he’d be able say I’m sorry and make up for it with a kiss. But that certainty is now replaced with yearning and regret. Hardly nourishing your relationship knowing you would do so, he now feels barren, wilting without your touch.

But Kunimi is used to this. He can bullshit an essay two hours before a deadline and still get a passing grade. He can watch the ball fall in court rather than diving for a dig because in the third set, he’ll be ready to give it his all.

And right now, with the thought of you spurring him on, he’s ready to try his hardest. He comes in cradling flowers, chocolates, a new comfy blanket and your favorite movies. Kunimi knows he can turn your I can’t do this anymore into Let’s try again.

The look on your face when you answer your door isn’t shocking. Of course you’re angry. He promises he’ll take the brunt of it. He knows it’s all his fault and he’ll make up for it. As long as you allow him to kiss your plush cheeks again.

So he smiles. Because this is him going all out. It’s a sincere one that you gape at. Because you probably haven’t seen him grin like this in a very long time.

But he’s so, so happy to see you again. “Hey.”

It’s breathless, shocked by your beauty, shocked by his stupidity. Why did he ever try avoiding you in the first place?

You answer him with a glare and a cross of the arms, but your shoulder and hip leans on the doorframe. Kunimi can work with that. You’re willing to hear him out and that’s all he needs.

“I miss you. I’ve been thinking about you.” He admits. Honesty and feelings have never been his strong suit, but when your relationship is put on the line, the words slip and fall from his lips.

But you find humor in his words instead. In a sordid manner, “That’s hilarious, Akira.”

“No, I mean it. I do. I miss—“ His pleading falls on deaf ears. Kunimi wants to drop everything just to reach out to you. He wants to hold you by the shoulders and shake some sense into you. You love him, remember? He loves you. You know that right?

But you flick a wrist and dismiss him, “You’re too late.”

No. He’s never been too late. It’s 11:59pm and his assignments are all turned in. It’s the final set and he scores match point. He’s never been too late.

But you close the door on his face. An affirmative decision.

He’s too late.