#sachiro hirugami scenarios

[yoomiomiki]

Just thinking about him coincidentally fucking you when it’s raining heavily . Him realising he can’t hear you clearly and fucks you even harder , bullying his cock in your pussy and hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. His hand snaking down to your puffy clit and fiddling with it . Pulling moans , whimpers and screams louder than the rain pitter pattering on the window

sakusa , SUNARINNN, miya twins , meian, HIRUGAMI , bokuto , hinata, komori , tsukishima

A/n : it is indeed raining here 😭 CANT WAIT TO HAVE A HOT SHOWER EHHEHEHE

[kouvrse]

that type of boyfriend.

ft. sakusa, atsumu, oikawa, kageyama, suna, sachiro.

sakusa kiyoomi is that type of boyfriend to put down his mask, so just he can kiss you. he often do this in public. he also intertwines his hand with yours. he'd also scold you like your mother, if you ever get sick. you'll hear a “ didn't i told you to take care of yourself? now look what happened. you got sick. no cuddles and kisses for you today, you're still sick. ” but you know that if you whine, he'd give you a peck on the lips.

miya atsumu is that type of boyfriend to tease you alot. he loves seeing you flustered so much. but if it's the other way around, he'd be a blushing mess. even though you teasing him is a once in a blue moon scenario, he has the most beautiful flustered face. but he won't admit that he's flustered, though. is also the type to give you surprise kisses on your cheeks and lips, so that he could see your gorgeous blushing face >:/

oikawa tooru is that type of boyfriend who interacts with his fangirls, but also tells them about you. if someone ever confesses to him, he would simply reply “ awh, what cute confession you just did there! but sorry, i am already dating someone. ” he says while wearing an apologetic smile, before bowing to the girl, and making his way to you. this guy is also very very clingy. give him lots of kisses pls :p

kageyama tobio is that type of boyfriend who's inwardly jealous. if ever he's jealous, he's just gonna let himself be jealous, not even bothering to tell you, because he doesn't know how to put it in words. but instead, he'd get really really clingy. you're confused why he's clingy out of the blue, but he's adorable so you let him be. he also loves kissing your nape, while his arms are wrapped around your waist, while you're cooking something.

suna rintaro is that type of boyfriend who takes stolen shots of you. he also takes a picture of you sleeping, and makes it his wallpaper. if you ever take selfies on his phone without telling him, he'd be a blushing mess if he visits his gallery, only to find out you took a selfie on his phone, without telling him. he also likes taking pictures with you<3. he isn't into taking selfies, but if you tell him to pose, he'll do it in a heartbeat.

sachiro hirugami is that type of boyfriend who makes pillow forts with you, while eating your favorite snacks, and watching your favorite movie — or his recent matches. he also loves kissing your face, so expect a lot of kisses when dating this man. love language is physical touch, so he loves holding hands with you, resting his head on your shoulders, and he has no problem with pda at all.

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[dokifluffs]

Zooms With His Kid | Sachiro, Kuroo

Pairing: I mean, for sachiro, it’s irrelevant since y/n isnt mentioned.. Kuroo X Reader (female) 

Genre: fluffy domestic goodness 

Author’s Note: kuroo simp mwah 

Warnings: Post time skip! Child! 

Zooms with their Kid | Ennoshita, Akaashi // Zooms with their Kid | Suga, Osamu // Zooms with their Kid | Kenma, Bokuto

*S/N = Son’s Name, D/N = Daughter’s Name* 

Sachiro: 

he’s a vet 🤩

“On Wednesday, there will be a virtual appointment conference for the three sick pups and then Thursday, we’ll be clear for the morning but we’ll need to be in the office for a physical check up on the cat. The owner reported more respiratory problems in her cat,” Sachiro glanced down at his calendar

His college intern jotted down the dates for this upcoming week in his work schedule

“Sorry, could you repeat what you said for Thursday, your audio cut out…”

“Sure, so mornings, we’ll have a clear day but then in the later afternoon around 4, we’ll have an owner and her cat come in ‘cause she reported some respiratory problems.”

“Got it…” he concentrated on writing down the rest of the plans as Sachiro went through this coming week and the week after that, slowed down in case the audio were to cut out again.”

“Alright and I think that will-“

“Papa.”

The small voice of his little girl as she babbled, standing wobbly beside her father’s seat as she looked up, her hair clearly damp from her bath earlier, holding a pale blue blankie close to her little body

“Why hello there, my angel,” he smiled as he slid his hands beneath her arms, lifting her with ease

She sat in his lap, only the top half of her head appearing on the bottom left side of Sachiro’s display

“Sorry, my daughter appeared.”

“It’s alright. Is this it?” His intern asked

“Yep, we’re all good to go. See you tomorrow,” he waved off his intern as the zoom call came to an end

“How’s my little girl?” He cooed as she tilted her head, looking at him with her matching light brown eyes, wide as they could be

He stood her on his thigh, taking in how small and precious she was but also how much bigger she was since coming home from the hospital

“You’re growing so fast,” he brought her close to him and smothered her cheek with kisses and raspberries

She elicited adorable laughs as she attempted to cover her face, shying away from her father

“Are you ticklish? Huh?” He smiled as he repeated the action, teasing her, standing to his feet so he could bend forward, dipping her little body in his arms

The entire room filled with her laughed and his heart felt so full

Kuroo: 

“If we’re able to set it up, we should be able to start up about three more programs within the Kobe region as well as at least two more within the Nagoya region,” Kuroo spoke fluidly and clearly as he spoke with his subordinates

Even while everyone was to work from home, the gears didn’t stop grinding

With that said, his assistant continued the presentation as he watched, thinking about what plays could be made to spread sports even more throughout the country, to make the economy move

Just as a few more discussed matters, exchanging ideas as well as complications that may occur, you stepped into his home office, finding him leaned back in his seat with his blazer and tie no longer on, his sleeves rolled back to reveal his toned forearms

You wore your own business attire with a Bluetooth ear piece that almost never left your ear, only when you showered and slept

You carried on your son, clearly on the phone with a business associate as you handed him to Kuroo, mouthing that you were too busy

Kuroo was perfectly fine with it as he took his little boy into his embrace, the babbling infant happily playing with his teething toy

“Apologies, my son will be joining us for the rest of the meeting,” Kuroo explained curtly as his assistant continued on with the presentation, not even noticing that his display was enlarged because it picked up the sound of you coming in and bringing your son in

With a swift click of a button, he muted himself as he sat up straighter, looking down to his son, his once undivided attention now split with the presentation and his son nearing the age of two years

“You’re a lot more fun to be with than being in this meeting, buddy,” he hummed as he bounced, smiling down at his son, leaning forward to press kisses to the crown of his little head

The little one wore a simple bear onesie, his hood up which also had little ears that made him look especially precious to anyone who could see him

“How were you today, hm?” He bet his head down, locking eyes with his son that looked almost exactly like he did

“Were you good for mommy?” He reaches his hand up, rubbing the back of his index finger to his chubby cheek, feeling how smooth and plush he was

His little boy let out a shaky noise as a result of the bouncing, breaking a smile on Kuroo’s lips in the midst of his meetings

“Kuroo-san, how does that sound?” A subordinate asked

“I think that sounds great,” he unmuted himself, his voice and persona bubbly as his smile grew even bigger hearing his son’s babbling bouncing voice

“Doesn’t that sound great, buddy?” He glanced down to his son to which he let out a high pitched babbling

“Ah, he thinks so too,” Kuroo let out the biggest smile, on cloud nine. “Let’s do it.”

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[dememetor]

hiiii, hope ur having a great day!

i loved the kissing hc, could u do a part 2 with hirugami and oikawa?

of course feel free to ignore this if u dont want to do it, thank uuuuu

hi! thank you so much for the request, hope you're having a wonderful day too anon! (also i hope i did hirugami okay and not ooc since i haven't finished the manga yet and he only has like 2 minutes of screentime shsj)

Kissing headcanons pt 2

kissing headcanons part 1

characters hirugami sachirou, oikawa tooru, kenma kozume, bokuto koutarou

warnings kiSsiNg but you knew that already also mentions of choking? and i swear a little

Hirugami Sachiro

is a really good kisser

his kisses are always smooth, pouring into each other; he sets a nice steady rhythm and lets your lips go with the slightest pop, like we get it you can kiss

tries to seem chill, but is really anxious the first time

obviously wants you to have a good time and wants to impress you which leads to him being a little tense in the beginning - is always hyper-aware of your every movement, trying to reciprocate and figure out what you want him to do

but once he relaxes and realises you just want him to be himself and he gives in,, hnngh

gentle but firm, tangles his fingers into your hair and leads the kiss that way

other hand is resting on your waist (usually) under your shirt

(also he can 100% unhook a bra with only one hand and from behind your back, it is actually fascinating)

(suspicious, but fascinating)

doesn’t really like tongue

but loves nose kisses

also for some reason likes tugging at your lower lip, like gently biting down

usually when you’re done making out he pulls you close and peppers your whole face with light kisses

he is just,, the absolute best best boy

i’m sorry you’ll have to top him

Oikawa Tooru

don’t get me wrong he’s all for switching and teasing and he loves seeing you all flustered and with swollen lips after a makeout session

but you can’t look me in the eye and tell me he doesn't like being topped

i mean he has to be in charge of everything when he's on the court so being able to come home, relax and let you take care of him is a nice change

ok ok i'm getting kind of distracted with this one, these are just kissing headcanons

like hirugami, is an absolutely amazing kisser, like this man knows what he's doing

you could kiss him for an hour straight and you wouldn’t be bored

loves it when you take him by the collar of his shirt and pull him in, that shit gets him SO flustered

like push him onto the bed, pinning one of his arms down, your other hand finding its way from his brown locks to his neck and squeezing gently, making him just enough dizzy, like please he loves it so much

i feel like he’s always horny so a makeout session could happen literally anywhere

no but seriously, you haven’t watched ONE movie together without ending up on top of each other

Kenma Kozume

soft, soft, soft, soft

doesn’t make a big deal out of kissing, but when you kiss him you always feel loved

was never type for longer kisses, i feel like he gets bored pretty easily

kisses! on the! gaming chair!

kisses on the forehead

kisses while he’s gaming - ok but not for long because “babe, not now”, like bAbE nOt nOw stfu and kiss me

but cuddling while he’s gaming? oh yes

lazy making out on his bed, with dim neon lights from his setup illuminating the room, him murmuring something against your lips, not wanting to pull away first

something about him makes you feel safe, you’re never uncomfortable around him, you can be yourself without worrying about doing something embarrassing

missing his lips when you lean in? accidentally crashing your teeth? he simply doesn’t care

the sight of him with red cheeks, half-lidded eyes and lips slightly parted, still tasting your kiss?

beautiful

Bokuto Koutarou

kisses you as if every kiss were your last

does the thing where he lifts you up and spins you around, meeting your lips halfway through

be prepared for him to just grab you under your thighs and lift you up

he likes to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you closer to him, holding you tight against his chest

and by tight, i mean his kisses are bone-crushing

so, so, so excited to kiss you

when he gets ahold of you, he won't let go that easily, like honestly good luck getting out of his embrace

he just wants to show you how much he loves you?? he's doing his best, if you don't marry this man i will

warning: don't try to tease him by pulling away, he will get the biggest pout

you can literally see the light leave his eyes as the betrayed expression forms on his face in slow motion and he realises he's not gonna get the kiss he wants

pretends he's hurt but only lasts 5 minutes (record time 7 minutes 36 seconds) before he's begging you to take him back again

god he's just so,, proud to have you by his side like he just loves showing you off to his friends like see that's MY partner!!

not even a kissing headcanon but I could talk about this man for days like just imagine waking up to him and the first thing you see in the morning is his smile ahsjsiw9cn

ALSO, it's the cutest thing when you can feel his lips curl into a small smile when you lean in for a kiss or like a proud grin when he manages to make you laugh

I love him

[ichigomis]

WHEN THEY HEAR YOU SINGING 'ENOUGH FOR YOU'

inspired by olivia rodrigo's 'enough for you'

with: timeskip! ushijima, hirugami, oikawa

wherein: the lyrics you sing bring back some of his own past thoughts about "being enough"

notes: this has been stuck in my drafts for too long so here it is! spoilers ahead! —angst! to fluff!

❊ USHIJIMA unlocks the front door and drags his body inside, tired from the chaos of the day. he drops his bag and immediately looks for you. his eyes dart to the kitchen where you'd usually be fixing yourself a snack then to the sofa where you'd usually lounge while scrolling on your phone. a small sigh escapes him, he just wants to hold you after a long day. suddenly, he hears your voice coming from the bedroom and makes his way towards you.

he lifts his hands to the door but freezes as he hears you sing:

"don't you think i loved you too much to think i deserved nothing..."

and he just stands there as he hears those lyrics again and again as if it were suspended mid-air. he looks to the doorknob and retreats, clenching his hand to his chest. did you really feel that way?

his feet drag him to the sofa and he plumps himself down, placing his hands on his head. his world is spinning, panic quickly surging through him. he scours his mind for something he did wrong, perhaps he said something mean? or forgot to do something you asked? he slowly drowns in his thoughts, falling deeper and deeper into a spiral.

this was exactly how it was with his parents.

he's suddenly brought back to screaming and shouting in between their fights as he pretended to fall asleep. he's brought back to dinners without his father and playtimes without his mother. he's brought back to his father's indignant words, "will i ever be enough for you?" and his mother's sour reply, "do you think i deserve nothing!?"

he thinks back to the day his father finally left and how he heard his mother's secret cries every night. he can still vividly see his mother's sullen eyes, her forlorn stare, and her joyless smiles.

then he sees you.

your bright eyes, your doting stare, and all the joy in your smiles. all that for him—all that he can and will lose.

he doesn't think twice, he pushes himself up from the sofa and his current state and immediately bursts into the room. you whip your head at him questioningly but then you're enveloped in his hug. a tight hug that feels as if he was scared to let go, and he was.

"i'm sorry," he whispers shakily.

you try to push him back to see just what has gotten into him but he burrows his head on your shoulder, dreading to see the worst possible outcome.

"toshi, wha-"

"don't leave me," his voice cuts through the air as he pours his whole heart to you, "please."

you breathe in feeling his weight on you, "i won't," nothing makes sense but you know him enough to know that at moments like this, he only needs one thing, "i promise, toshi."

he nods, still buried in your touch and you don't have the heart to pull away. he breaths, calming himself down, hanging onto your words for dear life.

❊ HIRUGAMI watches as you carefully fold laundry on the sofa, gazing at you like a lovesick puppy. you keep to yourself, humming to the songs on shuffle, and work on your task. sundays are designated cleaning days at your home but you honestly don't mind. not when after a long tedious day, you can cuddle with hirugami in a clean and organized house, just the way you two like it.

you take a disheveled sweater from the basket and start to neatly fold it on your lap. suddenly, that song that has been stuck on your head for days comes into shuffle, and you clear your throat. nothing's going to stop you from belting out olivia rodrigo like you actually just had a breakup. not even when your loving, sweet boyfriend is just a few meters away washing the dishes.

hirugami quietly listens to you, keeping himself from thinking too much about the lyrics slipping from your lips.

"and you say i'm never satisfied,"

he knew exactly what it felt like to not be enough, to never be satisfied. to feel as if every mistake lessens your being and how things only seem to get better if you beat yourself up. he knew all too well what it felt.

he did the same to himself before, he didn't think he was ever enough. he was never satisfied with his serves, his blocks, his strength, himself. he beat himself up and blamed himself for everything. and he knew all too well what happens when you do.

"but i don't think that's true."

in the time he's known you, he's made sure that you knew that you are enough, more, even. his compliments never run out, his attention never wavers, he made sure he filled you with love to the brink. but he knew that sometimes, that is still not enough. for most times, feeling as if you are not enough is a one-sided battle with yourself.

"'cause all i ever wanted was to be enou—sachi?" you stop to see him sitting in front of you, his hands softly on your lap.

you open your mouth to speak but you're suddenly pulled into his arms, engulfed in his warmth. he shakily breathes in and pulls you in even closer, eliminating any space between you.

you rest your hand on his hair and stroke it lovingly, not having the faintest idea of what's going on. suddenly, you feel him relax and you take that opportunity to pull away and stare at his face. he stares back at you, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

your heart just sinks. "what's wrong sachi?" you ask brushing his cheeks.

he sniffles and sits beside you, "you're enough..." he mumbles.

you tilt your head, confused. suddenly, you hear the song finish and everything just clicks together like a solved puzzle. "i-i was just singing sachiro! there's nothing else to it!" you take his hand and squeeze it, "i swear, you know me."

he looks at you intently then nods his head, convinced. but still, something pulls inside him and he can't help himself. "i just want to make sure you know that..." he whispers.

"i know," you cup his face in between your hands and smile, "i know and that's all because of you."

❊ OIKAWA listens in as you hum to the songs on the radio, utterly in love with you and every little insignificant thing you do. a familiar soft guitar breaks him from his trance and shifts his thoughts from you. and if he wasn't in such deep thought, he would have instantly started singing olivia rodrigo with you.

but he's suddenly brought back to that time.

he's brought back to that time in his distant past when he pushed himself to every limit to the point of it almost breaking him. that time he just couldn't break through certain walls and hindrances, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how long he practiced. that time when he felt like he was never enough.

if you're gonna hit it,

at that time it was not more about the ball, it was meant for himself.

hit it 'till it breaks.

there was a time when he felt as if the very thing he dedicated his life to was suddenly meaningless, it didn't bring him the same joy it did before. it was too late to turn back but it was as if he had nowhere else to go. he remembers the struggle of searching for its importance in his life and the way it was a never-ending battle against himself. it was tough, it was exhausting, and it almost broke him.

he stares into space and catches a glimpse of you in the mirror. you're singing as if the world had hurt you, stuck in your own little music video.

he smiles, comforted and reminded.

you look at him through the reflection and wiggle your eyebrows, he knew exactly what he needed to do. he takes a hairbrush from the desk and enters the shot of the mirror, joining in your little escapade.

"and you say i'm never satisfied but that's not me it's youuuUUUUU!"

the two of you belt out as if it wasn't 3 am. if other people saw you two now, they would just shake their heads unamusingly. but he didn't care, and you didn't either.

oikawa looks back at you, and you're looking right back at him with a smile on your face.

he's here now with you after all the things he's been through. he's here now after all his struggles and battles. he finally felt enough—enough to love and to be loved.

and to him these little moments with you are all that matters.

p.s.: ushijima, hirugami, and oikawa have said it but i just wanna say it again: you are much more than enough, my love.

» m. list

[bouleauu]

I SHOULD GO TO CHURCH RN

[sunatooru]

Nsfw head cannons of Kageyama, Kita, Issei, and Hirugami with a boo that has plump lips. She just has a cute resting face and boom! Her lips make her 20x irresistible 👉🏼👈🏼

Hii thanks for requesting. I hope you like them! x

Also thanks for 700 followers and I might close requests soon so I can write pending ones! xx

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Warnings: minors dni, aged 18+, soft suggestive/porn idk, finger sucking, mention of daddy once

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Kageyama

* He's doesn't know how he's managed to become your boyfriend

* He knows his face can be seen as intimidating and scary

* And you're absolutely beautiful, with bright eyes and a pretty smile

* You were basically the light to his dark, unintentional, aura

* What he loves most about you though, were your lips

* The way they curve when you smile, swell when he makes out with you, bruise when he forces his fingers inside you mouth

* Just the thought of your lips makes him grunt

* He's been staring at your face for a while now, well actually your lips

* All you were doing was staring into space expressionless

* But your lips just looked so good

* He couldn't stop the image of your plump lips wrapped around his cock, rubbing against his tip

* Chokes on a breath when you thoughtlessly tug on your lips

* That's enough for him to bring your cute face towards his and crash his lips against yours

* "You're so pretty.." he mumbles against you

* You giggle at him but gasps when he pulls your lower lip with his teeth harshly

* "So much prettier if you got on your knees.."

Kita

* In love with everything about you

* You face, personality, how you present yourself

* But there's nothing he likes more than your lips

* Always there for him to kiss, nibble and nip at

* He catches you lost in your thoughts, tongue running over your lips with no intention of teasing him

* Except his cock didn't get the message and is beginning to press against his trousers

* His jaw ticks as he tries to stop the images of the shape your lips make when he's inside you

* It's only when he grunts that you face him

* "Shin, what's wrong?" The way you pouted had him pulling you onto his lap

* Cups you jaw and kisses you, deepening the kiss when your hand accidentally touches his bulge

* "Baby.." you gasp when he makes you grope his strain

* Swipes his tongue over your plump lips

* "I love you so much...pretty girl.."

* He can't seem to leave your lips, kissing you long and soft, until you start to pull his waistband down

Matsukawa

* He has so many pictures of you on his phone

* You looking cute, bored, sleepy and best of all - sucking him off

* Loves how cute you look without trying to, how everyone finds you so adorable because they didn't know how you beg to have his cock in your mouth

* Even your resting face was adorable

* Your eyes concentrated on something, face relaxed and lips just plumped for no reason

* So you're both chilling on his bed and you're just going through your phone

* He was going through his and accidentally saw a recent picture of your swollen lips

* Looks at you and feels his cock twitch at how your mouth is lightly parted

* Smirks as he know easy it is to get you under him

* Runs his nose against the side of your neck, kissing and running his tongue on your skin

* "Mmm Issei.." you look st him, biting your lips and he pushes himself on top of you

* Wraps one leg around your waist, grinding slowly against your core

* Lifts your face towards his to capture your lips

* Smashes them hard in kisses, the sound of smacking fills the room

* When he breaks away he grins at your flustered face and how bright your lips are

* Runs his finger down your stomach, stopping just at your hips

* "Tell me baby, what do you want?" He smirks when you whine

* "Your cock, daddy.."

Hirugami (he's so beautiful and tall, we need more fanfic with him)

* I feel like he has somewhat plump lips himself

* Very soft against your own

* He's laying in you lap as you watch the movie in front of you

* Hand softly playing with his hair as he wraps one hand under your thigh

* Move his head to see your face expressionless, mostly not interested in the movie

* Licks his lips as he stares at your

* Grips you thighs a little tight, making you look down at him

* "Yes baby?" You're so adorable as you pout at him

* Gives you a smile before pulling your face down to his

* Rubs his thumb over you lip, slipping it in from the corner until it's halfway in

* "Suck" he commands and you do, pushing your mouth forward to take it all in

* He grins as he kisses you thigh, nose nudging you clothed cunt, making you squeeze him between you

* Takes out his thumb, smearing your spit over you lips and pushes your lips to kiss

* "You make me so hard.." he whispers, pulling you body onto his so you’re both laying together

* Sucks on your lips until he hears you plead for more

[lovemeian]

marriage pact with hirugami.

[ 12:05 pm ]

divorcee!hirugami sachiro x f!reader + it’s raining so nicely; not big wind wips or terrifying thunderstorms. just a soft lulling. this is what’s born from that + fluff, a teeny bit of angst if you squint maybe + dilf!hiragumi technically + friends to lovers? !

+ beta’d by @roanniee​, my favourite local mermaid <3

+ wc: 867.

masterlist.

the wedding simmers down from the height of celebration to the sweetness of actuality; of why people were here. and that’s to witness the bride and groom make a vow and slow dance under fairy lights and white gossamer. the music flows heavily down aching cheeks and spirits in the wind, caressing skin. its memory. humanity. ancestors giving glance.

you find him in the forgotten tables, the crowd more or less dispersed to slow dancing with the newly minted couple, or have gone home with tuckered out kids and strained feet, hands ready to get out of itchy formal wear. he’s sat at his table, tie pulled, buttons popped, and hair that was artfully arched now back to floppy against his eyes.

he recognises you at your approach, tired smile stretching.

“quit dancing, huh?” he says as you sit down next to him, more or less flopped, with a pronounced sigh.

“my partner was too exuberant. then the slow dancing came on so his husband came to take him.” you peeled off your shoes, massaging the soles and the pads of your feet. your heels are new and the blisters are going to make you cry tomorrow, but you let out a sigh as you manage to finally get them off you.

“what about you?”

his eyes flicker to you, raising an eyebrow. “what do you mean?”

“dancing.”

“dancing?”

you roll your eyes. “yes, sachiro, dancing.”

“you know i don’t dance.”

“if i can recall brilliantly— which you know i’m good at — i was able to persuade you. once.”

he chuckles lowly, smiling at the memory. in the background, everything feels muted; soft jazz playing, a murmur here, a chatter there. the breeze is cool but the night is warm. he runs his hand through his hair, a soft sigh leaving his lips.

“once was enough.”

your eyes flicker back to the bride and groom. “didn’t you dance at your wedding too?”

“nah.” his eyes find them too, voice so soft. “a city hall wedding was one thing, but it also rained that day. everyone just came inside and had dinner.”

“ah.”

you meet his eyes. his smile is kind, eyes nostalgic, but there is no sadness. no bitterness. “ah,” he repeats, half mimic, half gentle mocking. the divorce looks lighter on him now; he’s still worn, maybe deep in his bones, a trial mix of the left and rights of his history. but he’s here. in his ex-wife’s wedding, in support and in hope.

“where’s the little ring bearer? didn’t manage to say hello or ask him for a dance.”

his son, who was his duplicate in almost every regard, had perfected a shy entrance to his mom’s wedding. a thumb stuck between teeth and holding the pillow with the rings. everyone had cooed and awed.

“shoko-nee san already took him. one dance was all it took for him too.” his eyes met yours purposely, smirk threatening his little smile and tired scrunch of his eyes.

“another thing he got from you, huh?” you tease.

“mhmh.” he raises his glass of water to his lips, giving you a little tilt salute.

“then he must have good memory too.” he arches his eyebrow, you place your shoes together and recline in your seat, eyes back to the happily slow dancing couple. “remember when you promised to marry me?”

he half chokes out his water whilst you reel your lips in between your teeth to keep from laughing. a few heads turn, but you offer your unused table napkin as he starts dabbing at himself, coughing in between. when his brown eyes meets yours again— long lashes, straight not curled, and but his bottom lashes are long too — there’s a good dust of pink across his cheeks.

“we were in high school,” you start, the scene clear as day in your head. “i had just gotten my heartbroken for the first time—”

“— didn’t you fell in love with aki back in —”

“— the first time you were there.” you shot him a glare. he clamps his lips back, raising his hands. “you got me ice cream and bandaged my knee because i scraped it from running, you patted my head while i wailed about dying single—”

“—and then i promised,” he finishes for you, voice smooth and deep, eyes staring into you so deeply it’s almost too much. but you hold onto that gaze, searching as it was, serious as it was, it felt like the galaxy and all its mysteries.

“that if we’re thirty, and we’re both still single, you and i were going to get married.” he fiddles with the napkin’s hem, watching your eyes, trying to read your soul. “but only if you still love me.”

and you smile. “see? good memory. so, sachiro. . . what do you say?”

his smile stretches, his chest bursts into peels of chuckle. “i think there’s been too many ‘i do’s today. why don’t i get you a ring first, pretty girl?”

he offers his hand across the table, and you meet it, feel his warmth, the soft and rough of his palms and knuckles. it feels right. it feels perfect.

“that’s a promise.”

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[angelsxbelle]

what kind of boyfriend they are.

alrrrrr here we go my personal headcanons of my haikyuu boys UNDERRATED EDITION- what they’re like as boyfriends/ur favorite thing about them<3

pairings: hirugami x reader, matsukawa x reader, goshiki x reader

warnings: none!!

underrated boys go brrrrrr

note: i did plan for this to take place when they are adults, so just keep that in mind while you’re reading, possible very very minor timeskip spoilers, not even

anyways let’s get this ball rolling bf headcanons let’s go

hirugami, SACHIROU

so starting off strong we have what should be everyone’s favorite boy hirugami

you guys first met outside, you were walking your dog while it was a beautiful day, almost too perfect to be true as you met your future boyfriend by your dog refusing to stop sniffing his ass

as you manage to tug your dog away for dear life, he looks up at you and is surprised to see how stunning you are

as your dog keeps sniffing his ankle, you strike up a conversation about dogs or anything else he’s interested in

he’s so cute when he talks about what he loves- 

anyways you guys just kind of hit it off tbh

things just get even better from there

so moving on to actual relationship stuff

he’s the best boyfriend ever, like actually

the kind of man that has that rom com moment where he’s standing out in the rain professing his love to you

coffee shop dates, tons of them

likes to just listen to you talk while he stirs his drink, softly smiling as he watches your face light up as you talk about whatever’s been on your mind lately

he also loves dog parks! loves to take you and the dogs to go play together, to him its the best thing ever

i get really interesting vibes from him, like very stable protective dependable but also soft and vulnerable 

you always know you can rest your face on his shoulder at the end of the day

although he’s reliable, he isn’t afraid to try new things with you, he really likes to have new experiences and make memories with you 

husband material x 1000

song that sums up your relationship: this side of paradise, coyote theory

matsukawa, ISSEI

so, for starters i hope we all get the same vibes from him that i do

issei’s your classic lazy bf, he acts like he doesn’t care, wraps his arm around you lazily when you want to cuddle, vvvv chill abt everything

however-

loves you with his WHOLE HEART, and will not hesitate to let you know that if you doubt yourself for a second

you guys probably met in some weird way but it’s endearing

like you were walking out of a coffee shop one day and he wasn’t paying attention to you and smacked you right over onto the sidewalk

he apologizes profusely, and probably smirks while saying,

“how about i give you my number to make it up to you?” ;)

smart ass mattsun🙄

although he gives off carefree vibes, don’t get me wrong he’s an absolute blast to be around, the kind of guy that stays in your head after he drops you off at the end of the night

APPLE ORCHARD DATES

will go apple picking with you and push you over as joke

makes it worth it by plopping down into the leaves next to you though

when you nuzzle your face into his chest his sweater smells like cinnamon and wood smoke, his big arms around your back pulling you in close

when you look up he’s staring down at you like he’s looking at an angel, the sky around him soft with gray clouds and leaves gently falling down from the trees around you

can be a bit joking towards you during the day but once you get home at night, it’s completely different

this mf will not let you escape his arms, no matter how much you want to get up and go get a glass of water or anything like that

will act distant or tease occasionally, but at the end of the day, mans is WHIPPED for you

probably wants to get married one day but is too shy to say anything

song that sums up your relationship: pope is a rockstar, sales

okay so we all know how amazing tsutomu really is

he’s the future ace how is he so underrated🙄 🤚

anyways- here we go:)

you can tell by just looking at him, being in a relationship with goshiki is probably going to be one of the sweetest parts of your life

you just know when you come over to him he’s just going to look up at you like he’s a little puppy🥺

he may not have a lot of experience with relationships but don’t get me wrong, he will try his ABSOLUTE best to give you everything you could possibly wish for and be the best boyfriend you could ask for

you met in your first year of high school!!

on the first day of your first year, you saw him sitting in the corner of the classroom, he probably looked scared shitless

after you sat next to him and started talking to him, his eyes just brightened like the kind of thing you would see in a cartoon

you found out you had more classes with him later on and stuck with him ever since

you’re the only friend he has that’s actually a girl-

you guys stayed close friends until your third year, when you noticed he was acting weird and decided to confront him about it after school

he just barely chokes out a confession and his face is completely red when you give him a tiny kiss on the cheek~

we’re just gonna pretend he didn’t literally ask ushijima for advice

now onto boyfie tsutomu😌

LOVES taking you out on fun dates, like think carnivals, movies, skating, stuff like that

will 10/10 spend all his money winning you a giant stuffed animal

he’s sweet in an innocent way, but knows how to keep you interested and show his playful side while also being serious about your needs

he always goes for those little gestures of affection like making you food, even though he really can’t cook and leaving you little love notes to find

vvvv affectionate

soft kisses all over your face

likes to be the little spoon when cuddling

he’ll actually visibly sparkle if you ask him about volleyball or anything he’s enjoying lately, likes to talk to you about his interests

it makes him feel really comforted knowing there’s someone that will always be there to pay attention to him and care for him

he can’t imagine his life without you anymore

song that describes ur relationship: can we be friends, conan gray

the end:)

[yoomiomiki]

He’s so sweet and domestic, always helping you blow dry your hair and helping with your skin care . His nimble fingers gently combing your hair , untangling the knots and massaging your hair . He’s not so sweet anymore when he accidentally tugs a lock of your hair too hard and he hears the prettiest moan from you . He can’t stop himself when he pulls you into one of the hottest make out session that resulted in your hair being all messy and tangled again . Guess he would just have to help you untangle it again .

SAKUSA , Hirugami, Kita , MEIAN, Ushijima , OSAMU , SUNA , IWAIZUMI , mattsun , Kageyama, Komori , Atsumu

[sunasbabie]

-ˋˏ  with you ˎˊ-

parings: sachiro x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 1356

masterlist

note: it’s his birthday and i just wanted to post a little fic for him today

growing up sachiro wasn’t sure of what he wanted. at first he thought that he would be doing volleyball like his whole family. he trained hard, went to the best middle school volleyball team and he even won the best blocker award during middle school. high school came and he still went to a power house school and met some friends that helped him through tough times when he was struggling if he should do volleyball and go pro after he graduates high school like his siblings did.

he also met you during this time, you were one of the people that helped him get through this. when he scraped his hands on the cement wall you were the first one that hoshiumi called to talk to sachiro and take care of him because he knew you would know what to say and he would listen to you, after all you were a really important person in his life. you helped him figure out what he wanted to do after high school whether it was to continue playing volleyball or pursue something that he was passionate about.

and here you are now in your apartment with sachiro a few years later. you were on your couch scratching your dog’s ear while he wags his tail, both of you were waiting for sachiro to come home, you heard the door open and both you and your dog immediately looked towards the door, your dog running to the door to greet him.

when sachiro walked in he was greeted with his dog pawing at him, he bent down to greet him and scratch the back of his ear, you stood up and walked towards your boyfriend, you greeted him with a kiss and “welcome home baby”.

he got cleaned up getting ready for bed since it was a long day in the shop, all he wanted to do was lay in bed with you and cuddle, maybe sleep in tomorrow since it was his birthday and all he wanted to do was spend the day with you.

the two of you laid in bed, your head propped on his chest and your hand drawing circles on his torso. “soo what do you want to do tomorrow babe?” and somehow you already knew the answer, sachiro was not a hard man to please. he preferred the simple things in life over the extravagant ones. he especially loved when he got to spend time with you, his favourite person. you were his safe space, the only person in the world he felt like he could be himself, the person who would be there through the ups and downs in his life. and the person he sees himself with in the future. you were the one he was sure of it.

“hmmm i just want a quiet morning with you and our dog, that’s all i want” he mumbled into your hair, kissing it softly.

“yeah i knew you would say that, good thing i didn’t plan anything in the morning, but your parents told me they wanted to have dinner with us” you explained.

“sounds fair, now let’s sleep, i’m tired and i can’t wait for tomorrow, good night baby i love you”

“i love you sachi” you said and kissed his jaw like you did every night before you slept.

you woke up to an additional weight on the bed and a wet tongue on your face.

“pftttt, down boy down” your dog obliged and got down from the bed. you looked to the side remembering that today was his birthday. but you were surprised when you saw him already looking at you with awe evident in his face.

“morning baby” he leaned in for a kiss but before he could touch your lips you held your hand out “morning breath sachi no”

he grabbed your hand removing it from your lips “i don’t care” leaning in again to capture your lips in his and this time you kissed him. both of you pulled away at the same time and when he was an arm length away you greeted him “happy birthday sachiro”

after cuddling on the bed and making out a bit both of you decided to take a shower to get ready for the day. you got in first waiting for sachiro to follow you in, you turned on the shower to your preferred temperature and he soon came in, you moved to the side allowing sachiro to get some of the water.

you hugged him by his waist when you noticed that his whole body was already wet “i love you, you know. i want to spend the rest of my life with you”

“i want that too y/n, i love you”

after the two of you finished showering, you decided to put on some comfy clothes since the two of you were just going to be hanging around the apartment until later. you put on some shorts and an old t-shirt that belonged to your boyfriend. and headed towards the kitchen to prepare breakfast leaving sachiro in your shared bedroom.

you prepared the ingredients for some french toast since sachiro requested it from you. you got everything ready and all that’s left to do is put it in the pan.

sachiro entered just when the first batch was done cooking.

“hey you’re just in time” you placed the french toast on the plate and slid it towards sachiro.

“thanks babe”

when the two of you finished breakfast, you had offered to wash the dishes but sachiro pulled you to the living room. you couldn't understand why he seemed a bit off after showering but you didn’t want to ask cause he always told you what was on his mind without you having to ask him.

“hey come with me to the living room i wanna show you something” he grabbed your hand leading you towards the carpeted area of your shared space. he then placed a hand or your waist and the other holding your hand, you placed your other hand on his shoulder and he started to sway the both of you.

he spinned you around slowly, you felt him let go of your hand and you were surprised when you saw him on one knee with a velvet box in his hand. you gasped and immediately put your hands in front of your mouth, tears starting to fall from your face.

“y/n, there are a lot of things that i love in this world and i would trade anything to have them, but you are the most precious thing that i’ve ever gotten, i would never let you go. from the moment i met you i knew you were someone different, someone who i saw loving me for the rest of my life and someone who appreciates me. i know we’ve been through a lot but there’s no one i would have by my side through all that. y/n will you do me the honours of marrying me”

the tears that were brimming from your eyes earlier were not falling from your cheeks, you couldn’t believe it, someone as perfect as sachiro wanted to get married to you and to spend the rest of his life with you.

you nodded “yes” you whispered, still not believing it. he got up and removed the ring from its case, grabbing your hand he slid the ring into your finger. it was a perfect fit. you threw yourself at sachiro hugging him tight as if this was the last time you were going to hug him but it wasn’t. this was just the start of your relationship, you still had years with him.

“i love you sachiro, so much” you said cupping his cheeks, kissing him as if it was your wedding day.

when the two of you went to dinner with his parents, his mom immediately noticed the ring on your finger and smiled.

“i see my son finally proposed” his mom greeted you with a hug

“yeah, he did” you smiled at her.

she knew his son picked the right person.

[writerofthecourt]

recipe for disaster

pairing: hirugami sachirou x reader

summary: hirugami just wanted to make you breakfast. unfortunately, his plans go up in flames

warning: none

a/n: for you, anon. this was the final request from my 200 followers event. thank you again for following this blog! i love and appreciate you all so much!! this was my first time writing for hirugami, so i hope it’s okay

You were the best, at least that’s what Hirugami thought.

You were kind, intelligent, and beautiful. With each passing day, Hirugami always found something new about you that had him falling in love all over again. You were his soulmate and best friend, and he was more than proud to call you his wife and the mother of his two children.

It wasn’t the grandest gesture, but Hirugami wanted to surprise you by cooking up your favourite breakfast item: pancakes. Although he knew his culinary skills were nowhere close to yours, he still hoped that you would be happy.

Even if he did end up destroying the kitchen.

“Sa-chan, you need to measure the flour first-”

Before Hirugami could even finish his sentence, a large cloud of flour engulfed half of the kitchen, much like the smoke of a violent wildfire in how it obstructed his vision. Hirugami tried his best not to cough as the flour in the air began to finally settle, leaving him stunned as he surveyed the resulting damage.

The kitchen was an absolute mess, with flour strewn all over the place. Hirugami grimaced, as he could already feel the oncoming headache of having to meticulously clean up the kitchen counter and floor later. With a strained smile, he turned to look at his flour culprit.

“Sorry, papa,” Sachiko mumbled with an apologetic and wobbly smile.

“It’s fine, Sa-chan,” Hirugami reassured before proceeding to remove some of the excess flour from the mixing bowl. The kitchen could wait for now. He had a mission to complete first.

It was around seven in the morning. Therefore, he and Sachiko had about an hour before you and Ichirou woke up as per the family’s usual morning routine. So far, everything seemed to be going according to plan.

With the extra flour now gone, Hirugami moved on to measure out the baking powder, salt, and sugar as well.

“Sa-chan, can you sieve this while I gather some more ingredients?” Hirugami asked offhandedly, already making his way over to the refrigerator to retrieve the other pancake ingredients.

“Sure!” Sachiko answered happily, her eyebrows furrowing in determination as she concentrated on sieving the flour mixture, not wanting to mess up this time. It was adorable how seriously she took her job as the sous chef.

After a few seconds of searching through the fridge, Hirugami promptly returned with the ingredients he needed. It didn’t take long before the eggs, milk, and vegetable oil were all mixed together.

“Here you go, papa!” Sachiko grinned, passing over the mixing bowl for Hirugami to combine everything together in order to make the pancake batter.

“All right, do you want to add chocolate chips too?” Hirugami inquired.

“Can we?!” Sachiko asked excitedly with stars in her eyes.

“Sure, I don’t see why not,” Hirugami replied, quickly finding what he was looking for. He handed the chocolate chip bag over to Sachiko and observed in amusement at the copious amount of chocolate she was adding to the pancake batter.

Once everything was ready, Hirugami fired up the stove and patiently waited for the pan to heat up before he could start cooking the pancakes.

“Papa,” Sachiko spoke up, now sitting on the chair that she had been using as a makeshift ladder this whole time. “Do you think mama will like our cooking?”

Hirugami couldn’t help but chuckle. “I wonder that myself. I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

“I hope mama likes it,” Sachiko mumbled. “I want her to smile just like I do when she makes me food.”

Hirugami hummed in understanding. Pouring some of the pancake batter into the pan, Hirugami let the pancake cook at its own pace before turning his attention back to Sachiko. “Sa-chan, do you know why mama’s favourite breakfast food is pancakes?”

“Because they’re good!” Sachiko answered confidently.

“Well, that’s one reason,” Hirugami mused with a smile. “It’s also because pancakes are one of the first meals I ever cooked for her.”

“Really?” Sachiko asked curiously.

Hirugami nodded. “It was on our fifth date, I think. I invited her over for breakfast, but I wasn’t the best chef in university, so I thought I’d make some pancakes because they seemed easy enough. Unfortunately, my plans didn’t really work out, as I still managed to burn a few of them and almost set my apartment on fire.”

Sachiko couldn’t help but laugh in response to her father’s story. It took a few seconds, but Hirugami soon found himself laughing as well. He always did wonder why you didn’t run away after that total disaster of a date.

“Anyways, despite all that,” Hirugami continued. “Your mother was still happy because she knew how hard I had tried for her sake. What I’m trying to say, Sa-chan, is that so long as you try your best, people will acknowledge and appreciate your efforts, okay?”

“Fire,” Sachiko stated randomly.

“What?” Hirugami asked in pure confusion.

“Fire,” Sachiko stated once again, this time pointing to the stove where a small fire was indeed burning away.

“Oh shoot,” Hirugami cursed as he immediately moved to cover the pan and switch off the stove. However, the damage had already been done, as the fire alarm was now loudly blaring throughout the house.

“What’s going on here?” you questioned sharply, standing just outside of the kitchen with Ichirou in your arms.

“Ba,” Ichirou mumbled, watching in curiosity as his father attempted to clear out the smoke.

“Sa-chan, don’t stand there,” you advised. “It’s not good for your health.”

“Okay,” Sachiko responded before climbing down from the chair to go stand beside you.

“Sachirou, what’s going on here?” you asked your husband once again, now noticing the current state of the kitchen. “Why’s there flour everywhere?”

“Um,” Hirugami paused for a moment to collect his thoughts, “breakfast?”

You smiled slightly in amusement and remembrance. “Reminds me of a certain date back in university.”

Hirugami could only chuckle awkwardly. “About that…”

The rest of the morning was spent around the dining room table with smiles and laughter. Sachiko and Ichirou were happily munching away at the chocolate chip pancakes that you had cooked for them, while your husband settled for a cup of coffee.

Leaning over to your right, you spoke in a volume only Hirugami could hear. “You’re cleaning up the kitchen, right?”

“Yeah,” Hirugami confirmed sorrowfully.

“Good,” you chuckled, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek before returning to your breakfast.

Hirugami sighed in defeat before turning to gaze at the beautiful smile on your face, which was all he wanted to begin with when he woke up this morning.

So…mission accomplished?

fun fact: sachiko’s name is written with the characters for ‘good luck/fortune, child’, while ichirou’s name is written with the characters for ‘first, son’

[letshaikyuu]

so my parents have been having rlly bad arguments lately, and it scares and scars me... but I don’t rlly have anyone to go to, so I sorta wanted to request what Sakusa, Kita, Suna and Hirugami would do if their s/o randomly popped over with tears bc of a particular argument their parents had... IS OKAY IF YA DONT BUT I LOVE YA

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 // 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐚/𝐧: I'm so sorry for answering this late, love 🧡 if you need someone to talk to, just slip in my private messages! Love you and take care, honey

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠:

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

❅ೃ 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢

He never how much he hated seeing you cry until you arrive at his doorstep, tears dripping down your face as you try to calm yourself enough to tell him what's wrong. His eyebrows knit together in confusion as he brings you inside, sitting you down on the couch and turning of the TV

In all honesty, he wouldn't feel comfortable because handling emotions is not his best trait, but because you're in involved, there's no way Sakusa is going to mess this up. When you tell him about everything that's been going on with your parents and the particular argument they had that made you act like this, Sakusa is at a loss for words

If you happen to apologize for barging in like this, he'd stop you right there and tell you that his door is always open when you need comforting. The advice he'd give you is not the best he has in store, but good enough for something short-term. He'd ask you to sleepover at his place until everything calms down

"You can always come to me when something like this happens. I might not look like it, but I know a thing or two about feelings as well."

❅ೃ 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞

The moment he opens the door and sees you in that state, he's extremely worried and pulls you inside of the house, not knowing what made you cry, but he'd guess it was urgent because you randomly showed up at his doorstep. Kita is probably the best one to ask for advice in this situation

He listens intently to what you have to say, his hand never leaving yours as he gives it a tight squeeze from time to time, reminding you that he's there for you and listening. He can't believe his ears when you tell him what happened, but he know understands why you showed up so distraught and he's ready to help you in any way he can

His advice sounds like a book because he has a lot of things to say that he thinks can help and it lasts long because he wants to say everything. Doesn't let you go back home until everything is calm and offers you a place to stay for a few nights if needed. He'd also advise you to send a short text to your parents about your whereabouts

"Believe me, I will protect you from anything and everything. You're the love of my life, there's no way someone can make you cry on my watch."

❅ೃ 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮

He's also not the best at comforting, so when you show up, tears streaming down your face and evidently stressed out, Suna doesn't know what to do. It would take him a few seconds to assess what's going on before acting on it. He doesn't know how to help you, at first

Offers you a drink and sits down beside you, you still trying to calm down, and he keeps biting his lip and trying to think of something smart and useful to say. Given the level of distress you're showing, he knows it's not anything good. And he is proven right when you tell him about the argument between your parents

Suna tries, he really does, to give you helpful advice, but he can tell that it's not the best piece of advice ever given; so, instead of utterly failing in that aspect of comforting, he'll try to relieve your mind and make you think of other things beside the argument - he'd basically try to make you forget about it until he knows what to do

"Honestly, I don't know how to change your family situation, but, I do know that you'll always have me to make you forget about it"

❅ೃ 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐢

He'd probably be the most calm and collected when he sees you randomly showing up in a crying state. It doesn't take a scientist to figure out something's wrong, so he makes you sit down on the couch and waits until you're calm enough to tell him what's going on

He sucks in information like a sponge and when you're finally done, it's like he knows exactly what to say. Because he's calm and not panicking, it also helps you calm down faster and feel more at ease as you talk to him. He nods from time to time, eyes never leaving your face to see your facial expressions as you talk about the situation

When it's his time to give you an answer, he's fully equipped with advice and knows what to say. I feel like he'd be the friend everyone calls for some comfort because Sachiro just knows what needs to be said. He doesn't like to sugarcoat things, but he doesn't hurt you with his words either - he'd be extremely helpful if this were to happen

"Listen to me. You're extremely brave for asking for help, not many can do this. If you're ever in need of some help, I'm only a phone call away."

[myelocin]

suna, akaashi and sachiro and my day went pretty okay i didn't do much just bcos classes got suspended this week

uuu i see. stay safe!!

CRY 

it’s sachirou who you realize is crying beside you when it’s three in the morning and he thinks you’re asleep in bed. a gentle, soft, muffled sort of cry that has you sitting up in seconds and wrapping your arms around his. he melts in your arms, and lets his hurts be known at your “it’s okay,” and “i’m right here.”

MARRY

akaashi’s smile is the one that greets yours the second the veil is lifted from your face. a hello, in the form of a kiss instead of said through words. an i do, with a ring on your finger and a promise in ocean blue eyes, and a future that feels like the now at the kiss that seals your beginning.

KILL

you kill suna with a goodbye and with the two years’ worth of memories fitted in a box left outside the door to his apartment. he doesn’t text you after, call you, or even drive by your house even if that street is the quickest route to town. he does, however, show up at your wedding with a bouquet of your favorite flowers. you don’t recall telling him what your favorite was, but he does. suna never forgot.

[revasserium]

運命なんて

commission for @mika-ze; thank you so much for commissioning darling, i hope you like it u__u 

things like ‘fate’  hirugami sachirou; 3,016 words of fluffy fluff fluff

one. he remembers it like recalling a dream just dreamt, the image so clear a moment ago and yet fading by the second -- he watches as if through a running stream, the water crystalline in the way it distorts the memory. he doesn’t think so much as he knows that the two of you will be friends, or perhaps more, for a very long time. 

he’s all of six years old. 

“what’s your cat’s name?” 

you look up with eyes the color of molten chocolate, the spark in them just as sweet, just as shy and curious and perhaps, a little apprehensive. your glasses are a bit too big for your face, but you push them up with a finger as you frown up at him, the sketchpad splayed in your lap, charcoal dust smeared across your hands. 

“tiger.” 

“huh?” 

“her name is tiger.” 

he blinks. 

“why?” he asks. 

you shrug, glancing over at the large tabby cat in a walking vest, tethered to a long leash, currently pawing her slow way around the base of a rather ginormous tree. at least, compared to the both of you -- most things are ginormous compared to the both of you. 

you frown even harder, and he plops down on the bench next to you; the dog park is filled with, well, dogs -- and one leashed cat. yours. 

“because that’s what she’ll grow up to be.” 

hirugami squints at you, unsure if he should be the one to break it to you that your cat, large and orange though she is, will not grow up to be a tiger. 

he decides that he’ll leave that daunting task to someone else, so he just shrugs and looks back at his own puppy, yipping as he chases a stray tennis ball down the length of the park. neither of you mentions the large sign by the door that says only dogs allowed. 

two. middle school is a mess, as middle school is wont to be. but hirugami thinks that if he does what he’s supposed to, practices all the right things, studies hard enough, that everything will be fine. everything should go just the way it was meant to go all along. 

he’s almost right. almost. 

“everyone say hi to mika, she’s transferring in as of today.” 

hirugami blinks, because he needs to (basic bodily function -- he learned that in science the other day, something called biology; he’ll have to ask his parents about it when he gets home), but also because he’s surprised. 

it’s you. 

“mika,” he says to himself, frowning slightly to himself as he familiarizes himself with the shape of your name in his mouth -- he thinks it’s a nice name. cute. sweet. with a little kick. 

he spares a moment wondering why he’d never asked for your name all those times he saw you at the dog park with your cat, tiger. then he spares moment musing upon the fact that he knew your cat’s name before yours but you hadn’t seemed to mind. 

“hirugami-kun? do you mind showing mika-chan around school during break today?” 

he gets to his feet, his back straight as straight can be, shoulders back, chin up -- posture perfect. he bows and says yes, sensei, of course. when he gets back up, it’s the find you standing by his desk, staring at him with your eyes (your glasses are still a bit big for your face; he spares a moment to wonder if they can grow with you before ridding himself of so ridiculous a sentiment). 

“didn’t know your name was... that,” you say, sitting down in the desk next to his. 

he looks over, slightly distracted by the charms on your backpack (are those even allowed in school?). 

“didn’t know your name was that either,” he says back, because he’s feeling a little childish today. one of the very few days in a week, if he may say so himself (he says so). 

break comes as it always comes, and he pushes out of his seat, waiting for you to follow. instead, you give him a brief bow before scurrying off out the door, faster than he can stop you. 

“hey -- !” he chases after you, because the teacher had put you under his care, at least for the duration of break, and he’s not about to slack on such a show of trust. you’re surprisingly fast, he thinks as he follows you up four flights of stairs, at the end of which he finds a door clearly labeled do not enter, swinging. he pants as he pushes through it with cautious hands. 

“hello? are you up here?” 

you turn on him with a scowl on your face. 

“shh!” 

he’s about to frown at you, about to tell you that it’s not okay to just race off like that and it’s also not okay to go through doors labeled do not enter but he’s halted in his tracks. 

hirugami blinks. 

clutched in your arms is a very, very large tiger. 

no, not an actual tiger -- your cat tiger. but he does have to admit that tiger is starting to look very much like an actual tiger. a small one perhaps, but for a cat, she is very large indeed. her vest looks just as fitted as it did before, and he wonders if things really can grow with the people (or cats) who wear them. 

“wh -- you --” for the first time in a very long while, he finds himself at a loss for words. 

nothing he’s ever read or practiced or learned or studied or accidentally overheard his parents talking about has prepared him for this. 

after a moment, you grin, swinging tiger slightly in your arms. she meows, licking lazily at her own mouth, seemingly unfazed by the way you’re holding her, her legs hanging straight down, almost skimming the ground of the rooftop the both of you are currently on. 

the wind picks up and you walk towards him. 

“wanna pet her?” 

“uh...” hirugami stares as you bring your cat towards him, holding her out with both arms. tiger regards him with an languid sort of look before yawning. 

he doesn’t have time to answer before you’re dumping tiger into his arms, almost knocking him off balance because wow he didn’t know a cat could be quite so heavy. 

“she’s cute, right?” you grin as you pat tiger’s head now that she’s firmly curled against hirugami’s chest, purring loudly. he gulps, looking down at the large cat. and he can admit that with her round face and her orange fur and her big, green eyes, she could indeed be considered cute. so, he nods. 

you laugh, a delighted sort of noise, which startles him, because he’d never really heard you laugh before either. 

(at the dog park, he mostly sits next to you while u scribble or sketch, him occasionally peering over and pointing at a random blob with a that’s nice and you answering with a grunt of something that sounds vaguely like thanks.) 

“i think she likes you,” you say, scritching tiger behind an ear. tiger mewls, apparently pleased and closes her eyes, folding herself into hirugami’s arms. 

he thinks it’s weird, the feeling of feeling a cat’s purr rumble through him. like a tiny little furry motor running, running, running. it makes him shiver and he finds himself smiling. 

he forgets to tell you that it’s against the rules to bring pets to school. 

three. you go to a game of his, and you don’t really cheer, because you don’t really like places with a lot of people, but you go. and he thinks that it means a lot that you did. you find him after with your smile (that he’s now familiar with) and your glasses (which are still a bit too big) and a milk flavored popsicle (which he’s actually never had before but always wanted to try). 

“here,” you say. 

“thanks,” he says. 

he takes it, studies it for a second before taking a bite. it’s cold against his teeth, but it feels good sliding down his throat; he’s still sweating from the match after all, but they won, so it’s all good. 

“my mom’s making okonomiyaki for dinner tonight, wanna come?” you ask. 

he takes another bite of icecream. 

“didn’t she make that last week?” he asks, frowning when he realizes that it’s a terrible question because he was there last week, and he remembers. and it was delicious. 

you nod anyway, because you don’t seem to mind stupid questions. 

“yep! and you had a lot, so she’s asking if you wanna eat some more.” 

he looks down at the now half-finished popsicle. 

“sure, if your family doesn’t mind.” 

you laugh, a sound he’s also now familiar with. a sound that he thinks he likes. 

“of course not -- we wouldn’t invite you if they did.” 

he nods. right. stupid question. he seems to do that a lot with you -- he wonders why. but he finds that he doesn’t mind. because after all, you don’t mind. 

and he likes -- 

“sachirou!” 

he turns to find his sister smirking at him. he tries not to scowl, not because he doesn’t like her, but he really doesn’t like her boyfriend -- and she’s always got a boyfriend. 

“oh, is this the famous mika-chan? hi there, i’m shokou, sacchi’s older sister,” she grins, offering you a hand. 

hirugami feels a wave of heat wash into his cheeks and he’s not entirely sure why. probably because she’d just called him sacchi, a nickname that he really doesn’t like because one of shokou’s boyfriends gave it to him and it stuck. shokou thinks its funny. hirugami, decidedly, does not. 

“hi. yes, i’m mika. nice to meet you. are you the one with the boyfriends?” you ask. 

hirugami’s eyes go wide as he whirls back around to look at you. 

you’re blinking up at his sister like it’s a perfectly normal question to ask someone upon first meeting them (it’s not, but he probably won’t tell you that later either). 

shokou laughs, ruffling hirugami’s hair. he shakes it out after, huffing slightly. 

“yep, that’s me. so he’s told you about me, hm?” 

you shrug, apparently losing interest in her, “just in passing. anyway, i was inviting him over for dinner. mom’s making okonomiyaki and he had a lot last time, so she’s inviting him over for more.” 

“yeah, i’ll come,” he says, blurts out, more like, his cheeks feeling hotter than ever. he refuses to look at his sister as he grabs his sports bag and heaves it over his torso. 

“i won’t be home too late,” he says, waving over his shoulder as he brushes by shokou, his eyes trained somewhere on the floor in front of him. to your credit, you fling yourself into a hurried bow before dashing off to catch up to hirugami. he’s a fast walker when he wants to be, and right now, apparently, he wants to be. 

four. high school is an even more of a mess, as it is wont to be. but he finds that it’s not so bad with you. 

he still goes to the dog park with you, and tiger. although tiger seems to be getting on in years. she doesn’t move so nearly as much as she used to, and the hairs around her face are turning a distinctly whitish-grayish color. 

“that’s nice,” he says, pointing at your sketchbook. your drawing has gotten much better, and you’re thinking of going to design school. he thinks you should; he doesn’t tell you that it makes him feel a little queasy to know you won’t be in the same school as him anymore. 

you smile up at him (some time ago, that smile had started to look like home). 

“thanks.” you reach up to tuck a hair behind your ear, your glasses no longer too big for your face because he’d insisted on getting you a new pair last year for your birthday. 

you go back to your sketch of a boy -- they never have faces, the people you draw. and when once, he’d asked who they are, you’d gone a strange shade of red and shook your head -- 

“no one -- th-they’re no one! just... just random people.” 

he’d wanted to ask why they looked like him sometimes, but he figures that artists, you know? (he doesn’t know, really. but he pretends he does because it makes you happy.) 

he doesn’t know how it became like this, with you -- comfortable, he thinks. and in all honesty, it’d never been uncomfortable, so he supposes that by that logic, it’s always been comfortable. but still, it’s a thing more than mere comfort -- a thing that’s like... settling into a warm bath, or taking the tape from his fingers after a whole day’s practice (sometimes, you come to his practices, and you still don’t cheer, but he thinks that it means a lot you’re there). 

“i think tiger’s gonna die soon.” 

he blinks, because he needs to. 

he blinks again, because he’s surprised you’d said it so plainly, without even looking up from your sketch. 

he doesn’t know what to say (and that’s okay, he’s learned), so he keeps quiet instead. 

your fingers pause; you turn to look at him, there’s something in your expression he doesn’t quite recognize. maybe... fear, or perhaps sadness of a kind that he’s never come into contact with. a kind of sadness that sinks its claws into your very soul and squeezes till every drop of blood is gone -- you purse your lips and swallow. 

you look back down at your sketchbook, but you make no move to start sketching again. 

hirugami hesitates for a moment before putting his arm around you. it’s the first time he’s done anything like this, but it feels like the right time to do it, his body tells him, before his mind can quite catch up -- 

you lean into him, and you sniffle. he pats your arm before sliding his large palm along your back. 

“i’m just... scared,” you say, still not looking up. 

“what’s there to be scared of? death isn’t that scary, y’know -- its supposed to be just like falling asleep,” he says, looking down at the top of your head. he can smell your shampoo -- sweet, vanilla. you used to use green apple, and then you used lemon-orange for a while. but he likes the vanilla too. he likes it because it’s you. 

“no -- it’s not that...” you shake your head. 

he waits. 

“i -- i’m scared cause... tiger’s always loved me, y’know? we grew up together... and she’s always been there for me. when i was happy, when i was sad... and...” you hiccup and he pats you on the back, “and if she dies then... who’s gonna love me that much?” 

hirugami lets out a small laugh, and finally, finally, you look up at him. 

he meets your watery eyes with a steady gaze of his own. 

he smiles. 

“i will.” 

you blink up at him. probably because you need to. but also probably (he’s a actually very, very sure) because you’re surprised. 

he cocks his head, “objections?” 

you blink again. 

he hums happily as he tucks you into his side again, a large, floaty feeling filling his chest (he thinks he knows what it is, but he’s in no hurry to give it a name). 

“good. now let’s go get some dim-sum. the place you like is doing a promotion.” 

he gets up, reaching down to take your hand. you let him. and he thinks that that must mean something. 

(it does.)

five. “i’m going out!” 

shokou peers at him from over her sunday morning coffee. 

“going to see your girlfriend again?” she teases. 

hirugami hasn’t told her yet, because there isn’t much to tell, really. 

so he smiles, and instead of his usual answer of not answering at all, he gives his head a firm nod. 

“yep.” 

he steps into his shoes as his sister nearly chokes in the kitchen, the sounds of her coughing echoing down the hall. 

“wait -- what? you actually asked her out?” 

he turns and fixes shokou with a smug look, “what do you mean? i hang out with her every sunday.” 

shokou sputters, and the sight of it brings him more joy than it rightly should. 

“y-yeah, but you never admitted that she was your girlfriend before!” 

he cocks his head at her. 

“what difference does it make? not everyone feels the need to announce their relationships like you do.” 

shokou scowls even as he sends her a cheery wave over his shoulder, opening the door and stepping out into the mid-september chill. 

you’re waiting for him outside the gate, like you always are. you open your hand and he takes it, the pair of you setting off down the street. 

you peer up at him and grin.

“did you tell shokou?” 

“not in so many words.” 

you laugh, nudging him slightly. 

he laughs too, swinging your hands between you. 

the pair of you pause outside the gates to the dog park, looking over at the ginormous tree under which the pair of you first met, under which tiger is now buried, safe and sound, with her favorite vest and leash and your solemn promise to love her forever. 

and hirugami’s equally solemn promise to love you forever (for her, but for himself too. mostly, he thinks, for himself). 

after a moment, you set off towards the dim-sum place. 

“i think i’m gonna become a vet,” he says. 

you nod, “good. just make sure to pick a school close to mine, okay?” 

hirugami laughs again, letting the sound breeze through him like the autumn wind (the best wind, you say). 

“i don’t like the thought of not going to school close to you,” you say. 

he nods, firmly. certainly. 

“yep. me too.” 

[umikawa]

Take this draft because I’m not mentally stable enough to write anything or whatever it’s called. 374 words of pure bs <3

Hirugami Sachiro x Gn Reader

Warnings: blood except I don’t actually say it 👁 Ch. 351 spoilers! (just Hirugami’s backstory ??)

The crimson liquid stains the stone wall, drips falling from the torn skin of his knuckles as he continues to drag it against the jagged ends. He hears fast steps behind him, a hand coming to his back with a slap, and a hand that holds his own.

“What the heck do you think you’re doing!”

“Jeez Hirugami-kun, you coulda done some serious damage.”

He blinks at the two of you, fingers twitching in pain when you press a handkerchief against his bloodied knuckles. “I think, no maybe, I’m pretty sure I don’t like volleyball all that much.” He says, teary eyed.

“Oh, hiru-”

“Then quit.” Your head whips to the white haired boy on the other side of him, eyes wide at his words. “It’s not like you’ll suddenly die or anything, the body you’ve built up won’t disappear just because you stopped playing.” He finished, shoving his hands in his pockets, turning away from the two of you. “ ‘Sides, anyone who spent this much dedication to volleyball would end up getting burned out.”

“Burnout huh?” He echoed, looking past the horizon.

“Hoshiumi-San, since when were you so smart?” You chime, wrapping Hirugami’s hands in bandages.

He turned to you, splayed out like he was ready to fight. “What's that suppose ta mean huh!?” His shout echoed, the man who just walked up the staircase flinching at the sound and scene, slowly stepping away from you three.

Your snickers paused when a heavy hand was placed on top of your head, rubbing it as you peaked up. “Thanks for cleanin me up (Name)-chan.”

Feeling heat rush to your cheeks, an embarrassed feeling taking over you when you locked eyes with him. Shoving his hand away you laughed nervously, rubbing the back of your neck. “Now now Hirugami-kun, don’t go fall in love with me over some bandaged knuckles!”

He smiled, eyes crinkling in the corners. “Now, that wouldn't be so bad would it?”

“Disgusting!” Hoshiumi yelled, turning away from you two. “If ya wanna jump each other's bones do it in private!” After his rather loud statement, he turned back to the two of you, scoffing when you were standing further apart than before. “Tch, idiots.”

“Excuse me, that’s your name!”