#akaashi always doing everything with her in mind

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part 0.8. IF YOU'RE WILLING TO LISTEN

"home and i know, it's always different. i'm the one in love."

from genesis by grimes, left at osaka university, osaka

she’s slipping her phone into her pocket right as she sees them approaching. she smiles, waving excitedly towards both of them. omi is a few strides behind him but she sees them both return the gesture. 

“sorry we’re late,” suna says as they both approach, paper bags in hand. “we got held up buying you these.”

her breath catches in her throat when he pulls out a bundle of tulips wrapped in parchment paper from the bag and she gives him a hug in thanks, trying not to linger or overthink the contact. “don’t worry about it at all, we just opened like eight minutes ago so you guys aren’t late, and this totally makes up for it anyway. thank you so much, suna– rin.”

he smiles when she corrects herself. omi steps forward and reveals his own bouquet which she receives with thanks and hugs him as well, “congratulations. it looks like everything turned out well. how do you feel about it?”

there had been some portfolios she’d slaved over and still not been happy with the end result no matter what anyone told her, and he had been there in high school, staying awake late into the night, listening to her rant about it. “i like this one. a lot,” she answered truthfully. “and i hope you do, too. thank you for asking and coming tonight, omi! you’ve been my number one supporter since high school.”

she can see his smile through his mask and smiles just as wide when he ruffled her hair. “thank you for letting me support you. i’m glad i’ve been here since day one. you deserve this–all of this. remember me when you get famous.”

she laughs at his words, repositioning the flowers in her arms, “i should be saying that to you! you’re the upcoming professional volleyball player here.” he only scoffs at her, trying to keep humble but there’s no denying it. “i’m gonna put these flowers somewhere safe. in the meantime, you guys can wander around if you want. everything’s on the wall and kenma and akaashi’s exhibits are to the left if you want to check them out as well!”

omi nods and walks off and suna gives her another look before following after him. she's giving them time to look at her art before she comes back. she wants them to interpret the photos themselves, without anyone looking over their shoulders, telling them how to feel.

but this is suna��s first exhibit, and she can’t blame him for looking a little lost. all of her shows last year had lined up with days he had games and he’d been unable to come to any of them. he had always apologized for it but it never bothered her. if anything, she felt a little nervous now, letting him see such a raw side of her through her photos.

but at the same time, she didn’t really mind when it came to him. they had had intimate conversations before; he had even spent the end of last year with her when she was all alone at her apartment. he had assured her that he wouldn’t think any differently of her no matter what he saw, and she hoped that was true. she hoped that even if he saw the worst parts of her, he would still stick around.

she placed the flowers by her bag at a table she was sharing with akaashi and kenma. they had all dumped their things there to claim it as their own and had relaxed there for a little bit before the gallery had opened. akaashi was there now as well, screwing off the lid of a bottle.

“how’s it going?” she asked, making sure the flowers were stable and wouldn’t fall off the table.

“good,” he responded simply. “more people than i expected showed up, to be honest. but they seem to be liking everything a lot. is it going well for you?”

“of course they like everything! anyone who says they don’t like your work is lying,” she laughed and looked up at him. he only smiled and shook his head in response. “it’s been good for me, too. suna and omi just got here so they’ll probably come visit you soon.”

“good to know. i’m sure i’ll see sakusa, but not so much suna,” akaashi says, putting down his bottle.

“what’s that supposed to mean?” she raises her brows, unsure of what to make of his statement.

“he only came for you, i’d be surprised if he even left your side tonight,” he answers with a teasing grin.

she sighs, her face reflexively warming at the thought, “oh please. he’s still your guys’ friend too. i’m sure he’ll come by. and it’s not like he’s gonna stay for the whole three hours.”

“you’d be surprised what a person would do for someone they love,” akaashi says and then shrugs when she looks up at him in shock, as if he’s just said something completely normal. “didn’t you tell me you used to make him food for basically every game you went to for him? didn’t you take pictures for inarizaki just to be around him? well now he’s all the way here in the arts building to see you and i have to get back to my stand. bokuto’s waiting for me. i’m sure suna’s waiting for you, too.”

he leaves her after that, and she’s left staring at the flowers suna brought her. she can’t get akaashi’s words out of her head, and her heart won’t calm down. she tries to take a breath before walking back to her wall.

she sees omi just as she returns, and he gives her a nod, which roughly translates to he’ll talk to her later, but he glances back at suna and she knows he’s purposefully leaving them alone.

she comes up from behind, moving to stand beside him and follows his eyes to see the picture he’s looking at. it’s her favorite one of the bunch, the one she had posted last on her twitter, saving the best for last. she hadn’t even taken it recently, it was a picture from nearly a year ago that she had been saving for the right time. “what do you think?” she asks with a playful smile. “this is your first time seeing this side of my photography, right?”

he turns to face her, but his eyes stay staring at the photo for a second longer as if he can’t look away. “it’s stunning. i mean– i feel like i don’t even know what’s right to say, sorry,” he breaks eye contact with her to look down towards the floor and her laugh brings his attention back to her.

“you don’t have to apologize for complimenting me. there’s no right way to say it, but hearing those words from you means a lot. thank you, suna,” she tells him, trying to keep her tone friendly. if he wanted to question her words, he could, but she wasn’t brave enough to outright tell him anything.

“rin,” he corrects. when she looks at him, frowning in confusion, he clarifies, “you called me suna.”

“oh, right. sorry,” she apologizes sheepishly, and it’s her turn to look away. it feels too intimate to call him the name and it nearly gets caught in her throat everytime, but he keeps urging her to call him it and she doesn’t know what to make of that. “any questions you have about any of the pieces? you know how i am, i can go on for hours about anything photography related.”

he turns back to the work she initially found him looking at, “no. i mean, i think all of your pictures were great, and the titles really hit. isn’t finding a meaning for yourself part of the fun? haven’t you said that before?” she nods at his question, mumbling a small thank you. “i think if anything, i’m just confused by this one. it’s– it’s us. we took this picture together. last year. but you said the theme of this group is ‘home’ so it’s the only one i can’t figure out. how is this home?”

“oh,” she says, her mouth working faster than her mind. “that’s easy, well i guess for me–” even when he turns to look back at her, sharp yellow eyes looking into her own, it doesn’t stop her from saying the next few words. “it’s here because to me, you are home. all of the other pictures are mainly centered around childhood homes but the night we took that picture is when i really realized i had found a new home. a new place to belong.”

when he doesn’t respond, the realization of what she just said kicks in and she breaks eye contact, her stomach turning as she plays with her fingers nervously. “oh god– sorry. that probably sounded really weird. i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or be sappy–”

“y/n,” he cuts her off, the knuckles of one of his fingers under her chin gently guiding her face up back to look at him before he seems to realize what he’s doing and drops his hand back to the side of his hip. “it wasn't sappy. i just didn’t expect you to say that,” he explains with a small smile, and this time she can’t look away. she feels like she’s only being pulled in farther to him. “can i ask you about the other pictures, too? i just want to know how you see them.”

“of course, i mean– if you’re willing to listen. just tell me to stop if you get bored,” she already feels like she’s rambling and she hasn’t even started talking. finally, she tears away her eyes to look at her own photos, deciding on which one to talk about first.

but he's still looking at her. there's nowhere else he wants to look; even in front of her own work, nothing is more beautiful than her.

“i’m willing. i’ll listen to all of it.”

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extras <3

suna thought it'd be funny when he was buying flowers with omi to be like "oh man these are kind of expensive and i'm broke. you think you can pay for mine too?"

omi just looked at him asking, "is she not worth everything to you? is she not worth the money to buy flowers for?"

suna immediately dropped the joke

NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE A SORT OF FLASHBACK ! i'll make that clear there as well but just so we're all on the same page <3

one more chapter of slight hurt/comfort and then we're silly again!!!

kenma continued to have a stare off with a girl across from him and would get all snarky whenever someone came to his display and not hers LMAO

hopefully the images i chose for y/n's exhibit are okay :) i had a theme going for them and they feel a little mismatched but to me every single one of them is important

omi hung out with akaashi and bokuto and then kenma before leaving. he texted y/n later about his thoughts and how well she did but he left to give suna and y/n time to themselves :)

suna stayed with her until closing

she didn't even realize how fast time was going. a lot of other people came to look at her pictures as well and many stayed to listen while she was explaining her thoughts behind each photo to suna

a lot of things went unsaid that night. suna wanted to say he felt the same way after y/n explained the picture of them together but thought that was too much

thank u guys as always for reading <3

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full throttle | sakusa kiyoomi

chapter three | boss level germ | 🏎️

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Heart racing and hands sweaty, she took a deep breath before reaching over to grab the steering wheel in the passenger seat. The quick release making a small ding as it's turned into place and locked.

This is dumb. So many people are watching.

But thoughts were drowned out by the passenger door opening and closing abruptly; an all too cheeky smile greeting her, making her worries wash away. "Kick his ass!" Noya yelled with a laugh, "you did it before, do it again!" In one fluid motion, he had buckled himself in and deemed himself her co-driver. Not that she minded; she needed the morale boost that he was all too good at giving.

Only minutes before, the tall, standoffish Sakusa had walked right up to her. Looked down upon her with a hard gaze and an annoyed expression, a mask hiding the small scowl on his features. "Are we racing, or not?" Asking like it was already predetermined, a disservice that he had to, but a given that she would. Now here she sat, mind reeling over the fact that now she had to. Talked a big game and now had to deliver once more.

She knew the street like the back of her hand. But so did he. And he was seasoned in all regard: a pro in drifting, always racking up points for angle and straight up style. It was menacing.

At the end of the day, Sakusa was nothing more than an adrenaline junky who hid it well. Relishing in every qualifier, every tandem, and every street race he so happened to come across on occasion.

But this was exhilarating, a passion he had only ever seen in the eyes of other professional drivers. A drive that was fiery and loud, one of which that might have intimidated him if he thought too long about it.

A passion that was kind, bubbly even, despite the loss she took. Running to his car with lack of regard, only to tell him, "that was sick!" And "that's the best drifting I've ever seen! How'd you do that?" Voice loud, even through reveling in loss, and excited.

Remembering in high school she was nothing more than a girl with a souped up car, and not a clue how to use it, didn't make sense now. She could drift. That was for certain. Drift with a blazing passion that even he couldn't rid his mind of. "You could've fooled me as a pro."

maybe he was flirting, just a little, maybe? but there's no way he'd tell those three that. he did like her in hs after all, and seeing her (almost) beat him again was pretty nice.

he doesn't even know himself, but it was nice to talk to her again.

yn only blew an oil gasket so her miata lives on!! she just has to fix it first

noya's car was insanely messy before today until yn told him to clean it out before the meet. stepping over random wrappers and everything just to get in.

noya is always late to trade classes so that means yn will be too :)

atsumu genuinely stopped asking sakusa things and just started doing them from this point on

sakusa simply wouldn't know what to do with himself if she actually went to the qualifiers. obviously people go, it's a well known thing, but that would mean the public and press see his friends trying to set him up with a random woman.

suna really doesn't care that yn likes sakusa, he's just here for drama

yn will be asking akaashi for help to replace the gasket

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Dad!Oikawa Dad!Osamu

Dad!Bokuto who is always the most excited person at his kids' events, whether it's a school play, a sports game, or a simple art exhibition. His enthusiasm is infectious, and he cheers loudly for his children, making them feel like superstars.

Dad!Bokuto who is always up for playing games with his kids. From roughhousing in the backyard to building elaborate pillow forts in the living room, he makes sure every playtime is an adventure.

Dad!Bokuto loves to cook with his kids, even if he's not the best chef. They often create messy, unconventional dishes together, which sometimes turn out surprisingly good and other times end in hilarious disasters.

Dad!Bokuto who makes bedtime stories an epic event, complete with voices, sound effects, and wild gestures. His kids are always on the edge of their seats, even if it’s a story they've heard many times before.

Dad!Bokuto Just like he does with his teammates, Bokuto encourages his kids to be confident and proud of themselves. He's their biggest supporter, always reminding them that they can achieve anything they set their minds to.

Dad!Bokuto who despite his boisterous exterior, Bokuto is very in tune with his kids' emotions. He’s always there to lend a listening ear, give advice, or just offer a comforting hug when they need it. Whenever he's able to help them without calling Akaashi or Kuroo for advice, he treats himself to ice cream.

Dad!Bokuto (retired) As a former volleyball star, Bokuto loves to coach his kids' sports teams. He's patient and motivating, teaching them the importance of teamwork, practice, and having fun.

Dad!Bokuto who goes all out for holidays, decorating the house from top to bottom, planning fun activities, and making sure every celebration is memorable. He especially loves Halloween and Christmas, turning the house into a festive wonderland.

Dad!Bokuto who always goes on family outings that are never boring. He loves taking his kids on spontaneous adventures, like hiking trips, visits to amusement parks, or even just a surprise day at the beach.

Dad!Bokuto who uses everyday situations to teach his kids important life lessons. Whether it's about perseverance, kindness, or honesty, he always finds a way to impart wisdom in a fun and relatable manner. You try not to laugh when he tried to use a metaphor like teach a man to fish in the complete wrong situation.

Dad!Bokuto who enjoys doing arts and crafts with his kids, often making homemade gifts for friends and family. His creativity knows no bounds, and the house is filled with their colorful projects.

Dad!Bokuto who incorporates fitness into family fun. They have family workout sessions where they do silly exercises, dance-offs, or even yoga, making sure everyone stays active and healthy together.

Dad!Bokuto would have a whole volleyball team of his own if it didn't take such a toll on your body

Dad!Bokuto who loves his family more than anything and everything in the world and may or may not cry along with his little ones when he has to go out of town for volleyball (he does)

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Falling asleep on top of them

Feat. Kenma, Atsumu & Akaashi

Kenma

You were hanging out in Kenma’s place after his practice was over, something typical between the two of you. Kenma wasn’t a fan of going out, and while he did some exceptions for you – like going to the cinema or a cat café – he much rather stay inside. Not like you minded really, your relationship was super chill and you liked being with him.

Sometimes you two play together; sometimes he plays while you watch, always explaining the lore of the game; sometimes you two sit there doing homework together; and sometimes, like today, you were hugging him by the waist cuddling him while he plays on his console lazily.

“Babe look, the monster that I told you appeared” he says enthusiastically looking at the screen. He was explaining you the game just a few minutes ago, about how rare one of the monsters was. However, he only received silence, unusual from you. Even if you didn’t care about the game, you always responded “Babe?”

He looks down to his chest where he found, in his opinion, the most beautiful sight ever. You squishing your cheek on his chest with a soft smile, stirring slightly when you heard his voice. His eyes went wide before lowly shushing you back to sleep, not wanting to wake you up.

He quickly turn his console volume down, staying completely still while questioning what to do. Should he wake you up? No, that wasn’t a good idea, it was 21:46 and you were tired, definitely not because he loves the sight, not at all. So he did the only logical thing, the thing that he would do only for you.

He turn off his console before shooting a text to your mom saying that you would stay with him. After that was done he slowly move the both of you, ending up with him lying down in his bed with you cuddling even closer to him.

“Goodnight babe” says kissing your temple, turning his light off before hugging you back. He could use a good night of sleep anyway.

Atsumu

Being Inarizaki’s manager and Atsumu girlfriend was definitely exhausting, but everything was worthy at the end.

Today was a particularly long day, you had to wake up extra early to have a talk with the coach, two exams and now the guys practice was running longer than expected.

You were sitting in the gym floor when they decided to take a break, it was past the time they usually finish but none of them didn’t seem to care. Atsumu immediately coming to your side as soon as he could.

“Are ya okay angel? Ya have been awfully down today” he says sitting down next to you

“You noticed?”

“Of course I did, I’m yer boyfriend. What happened? Are ya tired?” you nod sleepily, closing your eyes while lying on his shoulder.

His eyes widen a little at the sudden movement. He was used to affection, he was always hugging you whenever he could, but usually it was him initiating skin ship. He pass his arm through your shoulders, pulling closer to his chest to hug you tightly.

He lets you accommodate yourself in his chest, which you gladly do despite the sweat, at this point you were used to it. He feels your breath even out, so he kisses the top of your head in hopes you can relax more.

He can’t help the feeling of proudness that starts rising in his chest. The fact that you feel so safe to fall asleep on him makes his shoulders rise to the sky; nobody has trusted him this much before.

“Atsumu, go back to pra-”

“Shh, coach, my baby sleeping” he interrupts him, right now he doesn’t even want to go back to practice “can I practice tomorrow? I don’t want to wake her up”

“… Sure” says the coach taken aback.

Miya Atsumu has never denied practice, but for you, he will do anything.

Akaashi

These past few days have been hectic to say the least, between helping around your own club, cheering your boyfriend in his practices and your classes. In fact, all of your classes were getting so much harder that your stress was going to the roof.

Right now you were sitting in the grass of the Fukurodani gardens next to your boyfriend. His practice was pushed until much later, so he decided to help you out studying to spend time with you.

After a few minutes you began to get fidgety, and Akaashi being Akaashi noticed right away.

“Hey, you okay?”

“Yeah, just tired. It has been a long few weeks”

“In that case let’s stop. Come here” with that he took your things away from you and slightly pull you towards his lap. You don’t try to fight him, you know that you have not chance of winning when he set his mind on something. Also, you get to lay in his lap, which doesn’t happen that often.

You soon find yourself relaxing in his legs, his hand running through your hair helping you immensely.

Akaashi’s plan was to let you relax for a few minutes, but he didn’t really expect you to fall asleep there; he didn’t knew you were that tired, if so he would have force to sleep a lot earlier. He looks down to you, noticing how you were hugging his leg tightly with a relax smile on. He can’t help to smile at seeing you before looking at his watch; he has a few more minutes before going to practice, he supposes he can let you relax. He leans down, pressing a light kiss in your forehead

“Sleep tight love”

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⋆.˚⟡ ࣪ ˖ AKAASHI KEIJI undone ⋆.˚⟡ ࣪ ˖ CHAPTER ONE: evidence

HOW TO TRICK THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE INTO DATING YOU BY DATING SOMEONE ELSE (YOUR BEST FRIEND)(JUST PRETEND THOUGH)

STEP ONE: GET YOUR MOST PUSHOVER, IN LOVE WITH YOU FRIEND TO AGREE

She tries to say no, at first, for the sake of preserving at least some of her dignity. But it’s Akaashi. She was always going to say yes, eventually.

“I dunno,” she pretends to muse, slumped out on the couch with her fingers deftly moving from button to button on the controller in her hands, eyes narrowed at the television screen in front of her. “Do you really want to start out being like, deceptive? Doesn’t seem like the best way to get a girl’s attention.”

Akaashi groans, head dropping back and his arms thrown up, exasperated and defeated. “Yeah, I know, but I’ve tried everything else, and nothing gets her attention. But if she sees you, a pretty, cool girl, going out with me, then maybe she, another, pretty, cool girl, will start to see me as someone dateable.”

She snorts. “Are we in junior high? What the fuck kind of logic is that?”

He drops on the couch opposite her. “I know, it’s just,” he pauses, and sighs, “I’m desperate.”

She allows herself a string of self-lambasting thoughts, centered mainly around how pathetic she is for that selfish lurch in her chest. To say yes would be to take advantage of her best friend’s desperation, allowing him to play pretend and act out some of her most suppressed fantasies, for some plot to get the girl that, in the end, probably won’t work. She swallows and tries to make him change his mind once again. “I really don’t think this would even work, Kaashi.”

“Yeah, but I’m driving myself crazy,” he insists as her thumbs start to button-smash frantically, “and you’re the only person I trust enough to do this with. I know it’s stupid I just have to try something.”

She’s reached the end of her protests. The screen in front of her flashes red, and the word DEATH splays across her vision; she sighs. Her head lops to the side, and she blinks at a wide-eyed, completely desperate Akaashi. “Fine.”

STEP TWO: START PLANTING FALSIFIED EVIDENCE

Akaashi’s hand is intertwined with her. She stares down at it and tries to memorize it. The way his fingers look pressed into her skin, how it feels. The warmth. The callouses. The way their forearms press together and settle in the space between their thighs. Her nail polish is chipped. His thumbs are wide. The slight rocking of the train slightly rocks them, and their bodies move in tandem without trying.

Akaashi leans back slightly and uses his free hand to take a photo.

“Here,” he says after a moment of contemplation, shoving his phone in her face. “How does that look?”

Maybe she looks for too long, but there’s something off about it. It looks so much more contrived, converted to pixels on the screen of his phone. Or maybe it’s just that it’s harder to pretend this isn’t a ploy for someone else’s attention when his affection is documented like that. When she looks at her hand in his in a photo it’s a reminder that this is simply evidence captured just to inspire jealously.

Her eyes drift between the screen and the hands between her. He hasn’t let go yet, which she’s trying not to read into. “Yeah, that’s good.”

“Good,” he says, his thumb tapping against her knuckle. She watches as he opens Instagram. “Should I tag you?”

She shakes her head. “No, let people wonder who it is, at first. Maybe she’ll ask.”

This brings a slight smile to Akaashi’s face, and it makes her feel oddly sick.

Ever since he asked her, she’s given into a few delusions, considering it a serious possibility that this could just be Akaashi’s convoluted, roundabout way of getting closer to her. An excuse to hold her and post pictures of her and maybe even kiss her, eventually. That maybe he wants her just as badly as she wants him.

But no amount of mental gymnastics or bending of logic can deny that unabashed giddiness at the mere suggestion that she might speak to him. It’s hard for her to deny, when he talks to her like it’s nothing, when he holds her hand like it’s nothing.

She swallows and bounces her knee. “What are you going to tell people? I mean, like, when they ask about how we got together.”

Akaashi shrugs. There’s something loading on his phone screen as he lowers it to look at her. “I dunno. Maybe that one night we just like, hooked up and then decided to date.”

“That’s it?”

“Yeah, is that bad?”

“No,” she offers with a slight shake of her head. It feels bad. It feels the same way food poisoning or maybe the plague would. But she can’t logically explain that one, so she just says, “That should work, I guess.”

STEP THREE: LEAN INTO THE RUMORS GOING AROUND (THAT YOU STARTED)(ON PURPOSE)

INSTAGRAM akaashikeiji has tagged you in a post!

INSTAGRAM kuroo_tetsuro: bro that’s for sure you in akaashi’s post kuroo_tetsuro: since when are you guys going out???

IMESSAGE yukie: you and akaashi are dating?? since when??

IMESSAGE iwa: so were you planning on tell me that you started going out with someone?

INSTAGRAM heyheyheybokuto commented on akaashikeiji’s post: HOLY SHIT IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS? alisahaibi commented on akaashikeiji’s post: aww so cute! love you two

IMESSAGE kaashi: holy shit did that just work

The constant buzzing of her phone provides a pretty consistent distraction from her essay on the socioeconomic conditions of the working class that led to the Bolshevik revolution. Her head is swirling with thoughts of Akaashi’s post and the failed provisional government.

Her face drops to her hands, and her phone continues to buzz on the desk beside her, just as her laptop screen goes dark, nudging her unfinished essay out of her thoughts.

She takes a moment to press the palms of her hands into her eye sockets, enjoying the pressure and the way shapes sprout up behind her closed eyelids. Akaashi’s sitting out in their living room, probably, phone in his hands staring at notification from Alisa.

He’s probably going through her account, looking through her posts, careful not to let his thumb slip and like something on accident. He’s probably smiling down at her smile, heart pounding in his chest as he thinks about her and whatever comment she left on his post.

Akaashi’s been in love with her this whole time. For as long as they’ve been friends, for as long as she’s known him; his love for her completely integrated into his personality. When prompted to list what he likes about her, he will ramble about her sweetness and beauty and her intelligence. He will list off things that Alisa has and she lacks: grace in social situations, a distinct and unique sense of style, her ability to read and understand the people around her so easily.

It seems like, everything there is to Alisa, Akaashi loves it. Whatever it is.

Her phone buzzes again. She reaches for it.

IMESSAGE iwa: you can tell me about things, yknow

Her tongue twists in her mouth, and her head bangs. It crosses her mind, briefly, that this is a bad idea, and the fallout is not worth the maybe few weeks where she can hold Akaashi’s hand and pretend that he feels an ounce of what she feels for him.

She clicks on the notification from him, the post he tagged her in, and is surprised to see her own face, grinning back at her, bare-faced and nose scrunched. There are freckles on her face she didn’t hadn’t ever noticed before. She didn’t know he had this photo. He captioned it: My pretty girl.

It’s worth, she decides instantly. It’s so immediately worth it.

She opens up her photos, and scrolls passed blurry photos of crowded whiteboards and half-eaten vegetarian lunches to find a photo of Akaashi. One of him just outside their apartment in the middle of last winter taken when he wasn’t paying attention. He’s smiling, eyes crinkled and glasses falling down his nose as he buttons up his jacket. It’s a favorite of hers, as indicated by the small white heart in the corner. Every time she sees it, she smiles.

Without stopping to think of how both wrong and vulnerable it feels, she posts it, matching it to his. My pretty boy. Undeniable evidence planted.

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[urdadssideho3]

lowk a long one, lowk hate it.

Akaashi smells like clean sheets and linen. A subtle soothing scent that wraps you in warmth when you’re close to him. One that smoothes over your nerves and lulls you into relaxation.

He's smelled like it since middle school because if there's one thing to know about Akaashi, it's that he loved the constants in life. He was like the walking embodiment of the saying 'If it's not broke, don't fix it.'

And so his scent became nostalgic, an encapsulation of every high school memory—good and bad. To you, Akaashi's scent itself was the relaxed evenings when he had no practice and late nights spent cramming for early morning exams. Everything about your life before graduation was tied to him in that way.

After graduation the two of you had gradually lost touch, your own lives pulling you away from each other. Intern, the cocoon of comfort you'd relied on for so long was now gone.

You'd smelt, what felt like, every perfume, cologne and detergent on the planet to find it but you never could. No matter how similar the scent was, there was always something missing.

Yet here you were again, on a late October evening at yet another cologne bar looking for that same nostalgic scent. Akaashi's scent.

"You know I think I'll just let it go," you sighed, handing the woman behind the counter the test strips back. "I'm sure they'll come out with an even better scent soon anyway." You gave her a half smile that didn't quite reach your eyes. She laughed lightly.

"Are you sure Miss? We can keep looking if you'd like."

You shook your head, "No, it's alright, really, I've kept your attention for far to long as it is." you responded apologetically. You just wanted to go home at this point. It had been a long week at work, with a pot of brewing office drama that seemingly never ended and you were more than ready to roll yourself up in blankets and relax.

With a final tap of your fingers against the display glass, you pushed your body off the glass and turned, already thinking of the promise of hot tea, and fuzzy blankets that awaited you at home as you took a step away from the cologne counter. Enamored with your thoughts, you don't notice the looming figure attempting to weave past you until you've walked straight into them.

A soft gasp escapes you in surprise as your bodies collide, knocking the breath from your lungs and leaving your face practically buried in this stranger's chest. Your mind is pulled back to reality as you stumble back, pushing yourself away from the stranger in an attempt to put distance between the two of you once more.

"I'm so sorry-" the apology quickly begins to spill from your lips, but you're quickly cut off by the stranger.

"It's alright." Their words come as a deep familiar rumble, that makes your eyes widen and your head spin because you'd know that voice anywhere. Your neck snaps up to look at his face and you freeze. Your mouth opens and closes for a minute as you try and find your voice. The man that you had wandered in here because of, someone whose company you were sure was all a distant memory now was now standing in front of you once again.

It takes you a moment but finally, you're able to gather enough of yourself to at least muster up a singular word. It's all you can seem to manage in your state of bewilderment as you look up at him.

"A-Akaashi?" It comes out as more of a question than a statement, as if you can't believe your eyes, your voice just barely above a whisper, so low you aren't even sure he's able to hear you but by the way his eyes flick down to meet yours you know you're mistaken.

Akaashi has always had a good poker face, but something about knowing him for such a long time made his emotions an open book to you. Even after so many years, this moment is no exception. His expression doesn't change, not a single twitch out of place except for the slightest twitch down at the corner of his mouth, but you don't miss that detail, nor do you miss the way his eyes just barely widen as he recognizes you and surprise washes over him.

Then you hear his voice for a second time as he says your name with that same confused tilt at the end of it that you had used. It sends another wave of surprise over you, although this time it doesn't daze you the way hearing his voice had the first time.

You nod at the sound of your name as if to say 'Yes, that's me'.

You each take a quiet moment to take each other in and you begin to commit each detail about him to memory.

Akaashi had visibly put on some muscle since you last saw him, the print of his honed arms vaguely visible from under his thick turtle neck sweater. He'd let his hair grow out and a pair of round-lensed glasses sat atop his nose. You thought they fit him nicely. His features seemed sharper, more defined, a harsh contrast from the soft look you remembered him with. He was no longer the childish high school boy you remembered.

"It's been so long." He mused quietly.

"It has," you affirmed his statement, your mind still racing as you looked at him.

There's a stretch of silence where his eyes are on you, patient and waiting for your words. He can see the gears turning in your head, and he watches as you open your mouth as if to say something, then pause hesitantly, and close it again. Still, he waits for you as you try to find the right words that express to him just how much you've missed him and how much you've thought about him since the two of you parted ways. The words don't come though and ultimately you pursue your lips and settle for small talk.

"How have you been?" you finally ask.

"I've been good." He answers, "You?"

"I've been good as well." There's another stretch of awkward silence after your response. Akaashi's eyes drift to the floor awkwardly, and then to whatever it may be behind you, trying to avoid awkward eye contact.

"Do you want to get a drink?" you blurt, and the way his eyes are darting back to you to meet yours has your face heating up, your cheeks flushing a light shade of pink with embarrassment.

His answer takes a moment to come, but there's no hesitation in his voice when he finally speaks, "I'd like that." He agrees. The words make you smile a bit, and you look back up to meet his eyes. His own eyes crinkle at the edges, indicating the start of a small smile of his own and as if with a mind of its own, he reaches out, placing a hand on the top of your head and gently ruffling your hair the way he used to back in middle-school.

You laugh swatting at his hand as you begin to walk past him, towards the exit, and he follows closely behind with a small chuckle of his own.

And as you two exit the shop, beginning to make your way to a nearby bar, settling into an old, and comfortable rhythm of soft conversation and sweet laughter.

A light breeze blows through your hair, carrying traces of the same familiar scent of clean sheets and linen. You take a deep breath in and suddenly you're back to those cozy Sunday afternoons, huddled in the corner of Akaashi's room and wrapped in a bundle of his blanket, while he makes tea downstairs.

Your eyes flick back to him, watching his lips move as he spoke, and the way his hair ruffled in the wind, and the curve of his nose, and the edge of his jaw. Everything felt right again.

[lale-txt]

𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀 (𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫) ❦ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟎𝟐: 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥

♫ Lala Lala - Destroyer

You are the reason You are the reason You are the reason my heart broke behind my back

✰ 𝐜𝐰: mention of death of a family member (in the past), big family troubles in general

⭅ back to m.list

Something’s off tonight. 

Akaashi can’t tell what it is, but the air around her seems charged. She’s on the edge, her usual calm and overly cool demeanor replaced by something else. He can see it in the subtle movements of her body; the small twitch of her fingers and the heaving of her chest, almost as if she has to draw every breath out of her lung with brute force. His sketches are just as hazy today, vague and shapeless, smudged coal on the paper and on his fingertips without any beginning or end.

She’s asking for more cigarette breaks than usual tonight–not like he’d deny her anything to begin with. He’d pay her just to exist in the same proximity as him if it meant that he could have her all for himself for a little while. Akaashi doesn’t look at her when she takes a seat on the windowsill, with the blanket draped around her shoulders, an ashtray in her lap and her fingers flying over her phone. Even the tapping on the screen sounds like a silent threat. Of course he wonders who she’s texting this furiously. A lover? The thought is like a dull knife in his chest. 

It’s not the first time she showed up covered in bruises and love bites. When she spread out bare in front of him, she didn’t exactly leave a lot of room for imagination. On the side of her neck, on her chest, the inside of her thighs. For a brief moment he wonders what kind of sounds left her throat when these strangers painted those marks on her skin, but he quickly shoves the thought away. His heart thunders against his rib cage like some trapped animal. He can’t let his mind wander there. 

This is enough. It has to be. 

What’s wrong? Such a simple question, but it never leaves his tongue. Akaashi knows he wouldn’t be prepared for her answer to it. Maybe he could ask Yukie later what happened, just to get some peace of mind. 

Akaashi takes a seat and picks up his drawing utensils again once she stubs out her cigarette. None of his sketches so far were of any use, but it doesn’t matter as long as his eyes could roam over her figure and try to memorize every curve and dip of her. Usually he lets her decide how to pose. She was a natural at it, as if she demanded to be seen; carrying her crown askew but held up high anyway. The blanket she was wrapped in slips heedlessly to the floor again. 

When she sits down in front of him, she looks like she’s about to command for heads to roll.

Her eyes bore into him and Akaashi feels a shiver run down his spine. Prey. That’s what he feels like in her presence tonight. One wrong movement and she’ll snap his neck. She scares him a little, he will admit that. But what’s worship without a bit of fear and awe? His hands tremble slightly when he picks up the coal again, flipping the page of his notebook to a blank canvas. 

“Do you think I’m pretty, Akaashi?”

Her voice draws his eyes back to hers, only for him to quickly avert them again. For a heartbeat, he doesn’t even register her question, too stunned to hear his name roll off her tongue. He wishes she would repeat it over and over again. Her gaze is unwavering and Akaashi is sure some would describe it as cruel and lethal, but to him it felt like anything but that. To be seen by her is what his heart yearns for, always. He folds his hands in his lap, carefully weighing on every word.

Does he think she’s pretty? He’d scoff if he wasn’t in the presence of a deity right now. How could he even begin to put into words just how bright her light shines upon him? It was almost blinding; as if he wasn’t worthy to look at her to begin with. She was everything, the one who gave his work a meaning again. Before her, his fingers seemed useless to him, anything that came from them mediocre and hollow. He almost gave up on creating art, the blank canvas mocking him, the marble cold and ruthless under his touch–till she pranced into his life.

It’s as if his life was divided into a time before and after her. He briefly wonders if there’ll be one without her one day.

Akaashi kept his gaze lowered on the ground before her, the same way you’d cower before something holy, but now his eyes are slowly drawing up from her bare form up to her face. The light doesn’t reach her eyes. His mouth feels dry all of sudden, the hair in the back of his neck standing up from the absence of warmth in the air around her. It feels electric all of sudden. 

If she asked him to get on his knees before her, he would.

“You’re beautiful, Y/N.”

His voice is calm; he has a lifelong practice of hiding any wavering emotion. When faced with a feral beast, it is best to stay calm. Still, Akaashi feels like he walked right into her trap.

“I see.”

Whatever emotion flickers over her face, it is replaced by a neutral one immediately afterwards. If Akaashi’s heart could drum any louder, it would drown out her music playing from the speaker. He closes his sketchbook and swallows, his hands smoothing out the wrinkled linen of his pants. His tongue feels heavy in his mouth, as if it was weighed down by every word he actually wants to say to her.

The sound of her phone chiming draws her attention away from him. Her brows furrow over whatever appeared on her screen, the bright light of it illuminating her features. Even now Akaashi can’t help but think that she looks divine. 

“Sorry,” she mumbles without really meaning it. She never apologizes, Akaashi knows that much. “Can we end our session early tonight? I’ll pay you back for the two hours left. Something came up.” 

Without waiting for his reply she already disappeared behind the paper screen, putting her clothes back on. Part of him wants to beg her to stay, to let him indulge in her being a little longer, but he knows it was no use. 

She was a fleeting dream and he could never have her.

“I’ll walk you to the gate,” he says quietly, gathering his belongings when she steps out fully dressed again, but she shakes her head and is halfway out the door already, not even looking back at him. Akaashi’s shoulders drop when the door clicks close behind her, leaving him in utter silence in the vastness of his atelier again. 

His heart feels like it got another crack again. 

•┈••✦ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬

Akaashi: save me Mitski........ Mitski save me........

Kunimi is getting the favorite child treatment once again

Issei's inner y/n radar popped off and he came to pick her up so she could implode under his watch at least

Kiyoko was getting ready to go out but saw y/n's distressed tweets and decided this was more important (she's the best girl ok)

barely anything stresses y/n out more than one of her loved ones phones being off

Ukai is still getting his "i'm not the step father i'm the father who stepped up" shirt because he's really trying okay

•┈••✦ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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@rory-cakes @jaynawayna @zq13 @hanatsuki-hime @nymphsdomain

@urslytherin @writing-for-the-hell-of-it

taglist open! dm/ask/comment to be added (or removed, no hard feelings ♡)! minors DNI!

[mrs-kodzuken]

Forgive me if I jump too? ♡

Pairing: Kōtarō Bokuto x fem!reader x Keiji Akaashi

WC: 2.3k

Genre: angst to slight fluff (comfort)

CW: 3rd pov omniscient, fem!reader, switches to 1st fem!pov nearing end, poly relationship, suicide, suicidal thoughts, death, blood (kinda descriptive) angst to semi fluff (comfort) at the end

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The day felt as if it wasn't ever going to end for (Y/n). She trudged her way home, feeling more numb than usual.

She promised herself that it wasn't going to be today, that she could continue being 'happy'.

But hell, she didn't even know what being happy felt like anymore. Her two special boys came to mind, and no matter how much she tried, she couldn't shake the feeling.

Regret.

(Y/n) tried so hard to be strong, to live, and to actually be happy. However, it seems as if the world didn't care.

She looked up at the moon from her bedroom window. The stars shone so brightly, as if they knew what she was going to do that night.

A small, horrific smile graced her lips as she thought of the peace she'd feel when she was gone.

Opening her window, she could feel the breeze dancing through her hair. She wanted to feel that again, and even though it was late—practically almost three in the morning—she climbed out of her window.

When she took her bike, the one she used to ride so much, memories filled her head as she peddled down the road.

She knew exactly where she wanted—no, needed—to go.

(Y/n)'s heavy breathing filled the cold air around her, pinching her lungs. She calmly walked up the staircase of the abandoned building.

With each step she took, she felt more and more at peace. It was as if she could just float up them.

When she reached the top, she pulled out her phone.

The electronic light lit up, giving her a view of her wallpaper. It was between her lovers and her; they had gotten ice cream on that hot summer day.

Kōtarō had accidentally dropped his, making Keiji share, only because he wanted to.

She immediately started a call with the two of them. wanting to hear their voices once more. Just once.

Keiji had heard the noisy mobile device wake him from his slumber. The caller ID showing 'my owls', he instantly picked it up.

"Hello? (Y/n), Kō, what are you two doing up?" Keiji's groggy voice filled the air.

"I wasn't up," Kōtarō finally said sluggishly, not wanting to be scolded this late.

"Sorry, I couldn't sleep." (Y/n) lied straight through her teeth to her boyfriends.

"Do you need us to come over? Is something wrong?" Bokuto's voice perked up.

"No, no, I just wanted to hear your voices one last time."

Those words grabbed Akaashi's attention, making him get a hold of his senses.

"(Y/n), what do you mean by that? Where are you?" He got up in a rush, grabbing a hoodie and shoes shoving them on quickly.

"Our roof top, ours, but it doesn't matter. Not anymore. Just know that I love you both so much." She could feel the tears welling in her eyes and the lump in her throat growing making her voice sound funny.

Bokuto had already woken his parents up to try and get to (Y/n) before it was too late.

"(Y/n), baby, please stay on the line, please." The desperation and begging in Bokuto's voice grew with every word.

"I'm so sorry, but you know that I will cherish everything we have." She sniffed, her voice breaking in the most saddening way.

"What about always and forever?" Akaashi had already stormed out of the house, running frantically to where she was. He needed to stall her.

His throat was burning, but he refused to cry; he wanted to believe they could save her.

"Sadly, always and forever, I will not be in this life. but I hope to meet you both in our next one." She moved her feet closer to the edge.

Looking up, she saw the night sky twinkling so brightly.

"I love you so much, Keiji, Kōtarō. Take care of one another, would you please?"

Bokuto had been yelling for her to stop her movements and for the car to go faster.

Akaashi slowed his steps, breathless. He begged her to stay over the phone.

A small 'I love you' escaped her lips before she backed away, getting a running head start.

She flew off of the building like an angel, her phone still with her. The air surrounding her sounded like whispers, giving her chills on her way down.

Her body hit the pavement and a loud, sickening sound erupted from the phone. Blood almost immediately seeping out of her delicate skull.

The grotesque sound was the last noise from the other end of the phone call before it was ended when it landed.

The pain radiated through Keiji as he was on his knees, tears flowing down his cheeks as he painfully let out a scream.

Bokuto refused to believe that she was dead; he wanted to marry her, and Keiji said that it would happen one day. She had to be alive. She had to.

His eyes filled with tears as his heart felt like it was ripped out of his chest.

'This isn't fair.' Both of the boys thought heartbreakingly. It was unfair.

As the late car neared the building, the headlights shone on her body. It was now lifeless and covered in blood, her neck bent in a weird shape.

Gasps were heard from Kō's parents.

Bokuto ran out of the car, almost instantly taking her dead, mis-shaped body into his arms.

"Please come back, please come back," he whispered over and over, cradling her bloody, lifeless body to his.

Bokuto's mother gasped again, sharply, at the state of his girlfriend. She immediately called an ambulance; however, it was too late.

Her blood had seeped into his clothes, making the crime scene look even worse.

Keiji finally had the strength to continue his saddened walk, pushing himself off the ground.

His sniffling came about in the cold air. He neared the building, seeing Bokuto cradling her body.

As he walked closer, the harsh pain in his throat grew, and the empty pit in his abdomen was increasing.

Keiji crouched down once again, his head in his hands.

He started blaming himself, thinking he should have kept a better eye on her. She would still be here if he had.

"Kōtarō, sweetie, please let go.." His mother hiccuped, not wanting to finish the sentence.

Meanwhile, his father had been on the phone with Akaashi's parents, (Y/n)'s parents, and the hospital.

"No, I can't," his voice, now rough, cried out, clenching her body to his.

The remembrance of her last words had been running through both of their minds.

A loud siren sounded, flashing lights of blue and red coming closer to the horrific scene.

It's been a week since (Y/n) (L/n) committed suicide. The skies have been covered in a dreary rain since then, and the mood was damper too.

The walls of the Fukurodani Academy were almost silent. However, no one had been affected the most by her death except for two people: Keiji Akaashi and Kōtarō Bokuto.

A week full of despair was what it was.

Once again, the sky clouded over, preparing itself for the heavy amount of rain it was going to release once again.

The boys had hardly shown up to school that week, much less practice. Being in each other's embrace without (Y/n) was too much. Too heartbreaking. Too sickening.

While it was the end of the school day, Akaashi had sat on the steps of the school when everyone left.

An empty feeling inside of him became impossibly stronger—numbness.

He was overwhelmed by his anxiety and fear most of the time. Due to his life without (Y/n) he didn't care about his future nor his grades.

She was his future, and now she was gone.

He just couldn't take it anymore. Keiji had unknowingly walked to the building where she once stood.

Letting the cold, shivering rain wash over him, trying to soothe him.

He finally let it out a long, painful scream sounded through the air and the harsh rain. He started releasing his tears, sobbing loudly, it being covered by the rain.

Pulling out his phone, he texted his last living lover. It was simple: I love you. It would do the job.

Unknowingly, Bokuto had been visiting the building every day because it was the last place you were.

He needed you like he needed air.

While he walked up the stairs, he got a ping from his messages. Not seeing the double meaning behind Keiji's text, he replied.

A horrible, sinking feeling filled him.

He opened the door to see Akaashi fall from the edge of the building. His eyes widened, reaching out to him, but he was too far away.

Kōtarō held his hand near his chest, putting his head down. It was as if electricity had struck him.

It wasn't fair.

He had lost both of his love ones in a span of two weeks. It wasn't fair; he put his hand in his hands.

"Will you forgive me if I jump too?" He said this to them, hoping that they'd heard him from wherever they were.

The sudden realization sparked in his brain: if he goes, he'll see them.

He yearned for them—their life, their touch, their happiness. For them.

Kōtarō walked and looked down at his lovers body. the rain flooding his body making the blood it stream downward. It was a mess, a horrible mess.

Flashbacks of the same thing happening to (Y/n) surfaced his mind. He swallowed harshly, letting his tears mix in with the rain.

Hair flat against his forehead, he decided not to think about it anymore.

He slowly turned around, putting his arms up. Bokuto wasn't thinking of anyone else; there wasn't anyone in the world he would want more than them.

"See you soon."

Kōtarō fell backwards from the building, his heart racing. It all seemed surreal; peacefulness wrapped around him as he plummeted downward.

His body lay close to one of his lovers on the black pavement. A loss of three lives.

An entire new feeling took over his senses. He opened his eyes to see no rain but two people.

They had watery eyes, holding each other's hands, one out for him to take.

Koutarou rushed into their arms, the embrace of his partners relaxing him.

No words were spoken except "Always and forever, right?"

I felt peace surround me, as if all my worries were taken away.

Accessing the situation in front of me, my body lying in a disgusting manner. I mentally gagged; I did look horrible when I fell.

I watched my lovers arrive at the scene, but when I saw them, a dreadful feeling came about.

One week.

Their deaths are in one week; I'm not sure how or why, but I knew. It was more than a feeling, and I hated it.

I had been watching them this entire time; I even went to my own funeral, which was kind of a power move in my opinion.

My partner's tears weren't something I liked to see, though. The days of school that they skipped, the lack of practice.

I didn't mean to cause them any pain; I just wanted to be selfish for once in my life.

I hoped that they'd be strong together, so they wouldn't die yet. However, every time they did see each other, they would burst into tears almost immediately.

Sighing, I sat beside Akaashi, his head in his hands, while he sat on the school steps.

I watched the tears roll down his pretty face, looking away because I knew I couldn't do anything to help him.

He picked himself up, leaving his school bag on the steps. I followed him to the building where I had committed suicide a week ago.

Hearing him break down broke my heart. I'm sure no one wants to see their significant other painfully cry like this.

Knowing what was about to come, I headed down the steps. I wanted to meet him there.

I froze when I saw Kōtarō; he was on his phone, which lit up his face. His eyes were a bit red, and I could see the flushed aftermarks from his tears.

Peeking over his shoulder as I heard his phone ping; it was a text from Akaashi. It stated a simple, 'I love you.'

My eyes widened as I booked it around the building.

When I came around, I saw Keiji's body fall off the building. It almost looked as if he was smiling.

I quickly tore my eyes away from him as his body cracked on the ground.

Looking around, I was met by a frantic-looking Keiji.

Running up to him, I embraced him in a longing hug. Tears pricking my eyes because I was met with him once again, but he had died. He died because of me.

"Keiji," I said, burying my head into his chest as he squeezed my body close to his.

"I missed you so much." He cupped my face, salty tears running down his face.

"I missed you more." I paused, hearing Bokuto say something from the top of the building.

"What's wrong?"

"It's Kō; he's coming." I buried my head in his chest once again, not wanting to see his death either.

When I was sure he had fallen, after I got over the horrible noise his body made when colliding with the ground, I peeked my eyes open, seeing him.

He engulfed us both in a hug as I felt our bodies trembling at each other's.

"Always and forever, right?" I heard Bokuto say, his voice muffled.

"Always and forever," Akaashi and I whispered back.

Now I knew why I hadn't moved on when I died. I was waiting for them. But now that they're here, we could all finally start a better life together in the afterlife.

Cherishing each other's boundless souls.

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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad! I hope you enjoyed it you angsty readers and let me know if you have any requests!!

the header is made by me, please like/reblog if used <3

[foxnikki]

HIHI NIKKI !!! i wanted to request a matchup 🤭

to start off, i’d like a romantic matchup! and for the fandom, i would love if you could give me a character from jjk, mha, haikyuu and kimetsu no yaiba BUT IF NOT ITS FINE!! and you can just expand on one if you do feel like giving me a character for each

if you just want one i’d like mha please !! and i have a strong preference for men 🗣️

personality wise, i’d say i’m very similar to jiro from mha !! im very reserved and kind of rude to everyone but my friends and i have a rbf majorly 😭 but with my friends i’m very loud and expressive most of the time !! (my therapist has also had a hard time believing im quiet outside of her office 😭)

i’m actually a very insecure person especially about my looks but i act super confident to hide that 😝

i’m also a very judgy person and i need someone to judge and gossip with 😞‼️

my love languages (giving) are gift giving and quality time !! and receiving are words of affirmation and physical touch !

i dress very grungy + alternative and my makeup also reflects that !! but i also love dressing up for dances and such

i try to be as feminine as i can with my style because i hate being perceived as masculine

it doesn’t take me long to open up once i’ve decided i’ve liked a person but sometimes that bites me in the butt so i’ve been trying to not do that 😭

i’m naturally very smart (not to brag) and i take a lot of pride in it!! i’m always the friend people turn to for help/answers in my classes and all my teachers love me 😭

okay i think that’s enough yapping!! lmk if you need anything else for this and thank you sm in advance 🤍🤍 AND LIKE I SAID ITS FINE IF YOU JUST DO MHA IM JUST CURIOUS ABOUT THE OTHERS AS WELL 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

a/n: don't worry, I'll try to do all of them! Hope you like this!

You Got...

Satoru Gojo !

Seems you caught the attention of the strongest sorcerer in this era!

Very open to share some gossip.

He ends up calling you if he needs something or just wants to talk, in most cases the latter.

A great giver of physical affection, a few words of reassurance may fly from time to time - especially in times of stress. Also expect some gifts or/and treats.

He could probably come out with a “You cryin'?” just out of spite. Yes, he's a tease, but you could tease him back [*inserts evil laught*]

Denki Kaminari !

The pikachu probably has a city for you for a long time, even if he hasn't said it, it's easy to notice.

Very extrovert, convinces you to be friend with the classmates - looks like you're being a good friend with Jiro too!

More into giving physical touch than words of affirmation, likes time passed with you. He's taking you around town with the others. The more the better.

VERY happy if he sees you start to open up with him.

Asks for the answer of the homeworks, but he still repeats he won't ask next time [we know it won't happen]

Keiji Akaashi !

I honestly wasn't sure who to pair you up with, but in the end he seemed like the best choice!

Imagine having a yapper named Bokuto next to him and deal with his sudden mood swings. He is literally used and prepared to listen to everything you have to say. Yes, even gossip.

The type of person who is really good to comfort and reassure you. He doesn't mind to spend time woth you, a good company is still a good company

He would notice you start to open up around him but he would say nothing.

He's a pretty observant person, so if he notices even the slightest bit of insecurity he'll try to cheer you up. Honestly, he doesn't like to see you down in the dumps about something like that.

Tengen Uzui !

The flashy ninja thinks you're cute and likes your style!

Having multiple wives I seem much more inclined to give physical affection and give gifts. Oh, did you give him a gift too? He kinda wish it's a shiny thing.

Admire that you're pretty smart and he likes to remind you it.

When he's talking to someone and you're nearby, he might come closer to you and come out with phrases such as "Look, isn't my girlfriend pretty?", "She's the one who won my heart," and stuff like that. He is sincerely fond of you.

Most of all, he protects you and helps you when you need help or are in danger.

[my-owl-sub]

☆Not me but her☆

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Chapter four; After Midnight

Song After Midnight by Chappell Roan

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One minute, you were in your studio next you were at bar with your friends. "Why are we here again?" You said to Oikawa. He took a shot before he said anything.

"Celebrating our win from yesterday," he smirked, and you rolled your eyes. Seeing him dance to the music.

"I'm going to take a smoke out, I'll be back!" He nodded, waving his hand as he went into the crowd.

You made your way outside, taking out a blunt and lighting it. It's been a while since you've had one. It might cool off your head to have one.

You hated loud places but have been getting used to them since your whole friend group expect for Kenma, likes loud areas.

"Hey, mind if I join you?" You look to your side seeing Palma. Akaashi girlfriend.

"Oh, I didn't notice you came," you said, letting the smoke at of your mouth.

"Yea, bars aren't really my thing, but I just want to get along with his friends," she sighed, sitting down on the concrete floor.

You did the same. You were surprised she wasn't giving you any sign of hate or jealousy after everything that happened yesterday.

"Do you smoke?" You asked, not trying to make things awkward between the two of you.

"Uh, yea, I do." Juno took the cigarette from your fingers to hers. She hesitated for a bit, then went in.

She coughs out from the lack of breathing it in too much. "woah, first time...you didn't have to if you didn't feel comfortable," you said, patting her back.

She shook her head, grabbing a bottle of water from her bag to drink it. "It's...fine...it's just been awhile," she sighed.

You chuckled, taking the blunt from her. "Ah, okay," is all you said before taking a whiff yourself with no problem.

She eyed you for awhile, you didn't notice until you turned to her and asked her a question.

"We're cool right?" You said, nonchalantly looking into her eyes seeing if she was telling the truth or not.

She looked right back at you. "Yea, we are. Why wouldn't we be?" You hummed, yawning before standing up.

She followed behind. "After you know, I don't want any bad blood with anyone," she nodded, understanding what you meant.

"Trust, you are favorite person...n-not literally but you know singer" she corrected herself.

You giggle at her reaction before the both of you head inside.

You both talked while Akaashi eyed you and his girlfriend from afar. "Kenma left home, he is such a loser." Bokuto groaned, taking another shot.

Akaashi was already feeling the alcohol kick in "Wait don't we have school tomorrow?" Kuroo said, rubbing his eyes before he shrugged it off.

It wasn't the first time you guys got drunk on a Sunday night. And hung over Monday morning for classes.

"Y-you know what's weridddd?" Akaashi fumbles his words. His eyes haven't felt the both of you.

"WHAT is it, my alasshi?" Bokuto said, putting his arm around his best friend.

"She never....mentioned once liking Kurooooo, sister music...!" Bokuto stayed silent, zone out from his friend words.

"AYEEEE, KARAOKE!!" Bokuto shouted, throwing his hands up on the air before walking off.

"Kurok, lisnte." Akaashi, tired to speak, but ends up messing up or taking too long to speak.

"Mm" Kuroo took another shot before shotting his eyes and attention to Keiji.

"I think...." he got cut off by Hinata and Nishinoya coming in, screaming at the two.

"LETS PLAY TRUTY AND DARE" Nishinoya said hyper from the alcohol.

"Yesss! It would be the best!" Hinata said, pulling the two where the rest of the group was at expect for Bokuto.

"Where's Bokuto?" You said looking around, Akaashi eyed you before noticing his best friend wasn't here with them.

He saw his girlfriend looking at him with a soft smile. He didn't hesitate to sit next to her and wrap his arms around her.

"I love you so much." Juno giggled at his affection. She always loved this side of him.

"Y/n...what are you?" Atsumu said, looking up at you while you stood up.

"Huh?" You said, looking around for Bokuto. You and Juno were basically the sober ones while the rest of the group was gone to Earth.

Atsumu only stares at her before rolling his eyes, pouting at the lack of attention.

"I think it's time to go home," you said, grabing your bag. Looking for Bokuto was the main mission.

"You guys, we're leaving okay?" You asked the boys, they all groan at the idea of leaving.

"Y/n!!! I don't wanna leave!" Nishinoya said, getting a smack from Iwaizumi.

"Shut the hell up! You are too loud!" You sigh, losing hope at sight of this.

"I'll help you, Y/n, you go find Bokuto, kay?" You looked at Juno. She seems confident in her words. You nodded.

"Thank you," you said, Atsumu didn't hesitate to follow you along with Oikawa yelling out names to him.

"Don't leave me" he pouted, you didn't pay attention to him. Trying to find Bokuto was important to you.

"Oh, God," you mumble, seeing the owl head man singing up on the stage.

"OHHH YEAAA, OHHH YEAA, OHH YEAAAAA," he sang through the microphone.

Your heart drops the sight. Seeing Atsumu laugh at Bokuto stupid actions made you even more stressed.

You needed more then one smoke tonight.

"Hey cutie" you felt someone place their hand on your ass.

You turn and smack them right on the face. Was it a good choice? Hitting a drunk guy.

He didn't hesitate and tried to grab you by the collar, "you stupid bitch" he sneer pulling your hair.

You kicked him, feeling someone pull you back. Atsumu stepped in, punching the guy.

Bokuto noticed and started yelling through the microphone. "FIGHT FIGHT!" You tried pulling Atsumu away but ended up getting punch in the face by the guy.

You hated this night with a passionate heart of hate.

𝕰𝖝𝖙𝖗𝖆;

Y/n isn't much of a drinker more of a smoker but tires to stop from time to time.

Juno helped out by getting half of the boys in the car, Akaashi offered to drive, but she didn't allow it.

Akaashi is more touchy when drunk or shows bits of his feelings while drunk.

Iwaizumi is the kind of guy to still act the same when intoxicated with Alcohol

Atsumu did indeed win the fight just because the guy was more drunk than he was. (Or he would've lost)

Kuroo and Atsumu were arguing about Y/n getting hit when she tried to pull Atsumu away.

The black eye Y/n has isn't so bad. Just can't see much from it being watery.

Nishinoya noticed Y/n black eye and laughed at her for having one.

They were all hammered last night that they could burley remember what happened all night.

Bokuto was singing Black sheep and people boo at him, which made him sad, so he sang a sad song after that. (He sang creep by radiohead)

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Take care

-V

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[obamousse]

Bokuto family headcanons

His father died at the age of 50 from lung failure (from smoking too much) when Bokuto was still young. His mother and sisters tried to make his life as good as possible to make up for it. His oldest sister would fix things, pay bills, and his second sister would cook. Until when Bokuto is around 11, he learned a bit from his older sister and wanted to help around the house and fix things instead. Since then, Bokuto was the one to fix things in the house.

Although his mother favored him over his sisters, his sisters didn't mind. Bokuto loved them, and his mother, a lot. His mom and sisters would always spoil Bokuto rotten, but Bokuto never needs anything much or act like a spoiled child. They are a tight-knit family that is willing to sacrifice everything for each other, and would stick to each other, thick and thin.

When Bokuto came out and announced Akaashi to be his boyfriend, his mom cried. His sister hugged Akaashi, and Akaashi, being the shy person he was, did not expect Bokuto's family to be so welcoming. Turns out, his sisters spoils Akaashi as much as Bokuto, if not even more.

Bokuto used to wear preppy clothing. His mom would buy it for him because they look pretty to her and were very comfortable.

Whenever there was a family reunion, Akaashi and Bokuto's sisters always fight for the task of cooking and doing the dishes. In the end, Akaashi would stick around preparing cold dishes, while Bokuto's sisters and mother cook.

Bokuto's mom loves cooking and is good at it.

His sisters were 34 and 32 (with families and kids) by the time Bokuto turned 26.

Bokuto's hair was 100% natural, and his sisters' hair were like that too.

His mom also has natural white hair, but looks surprisingly young and youthful, energetic for her age. She used to be a beautiful, energetic and independent, confident girl who loves to do sports. Bokuto inherited her cheeriness.

His oldest sister hates pets because she hates cleaning up. His second sister loves them though - especially cats.

Bokuto's oldest sister is a BUTCH. Muscular, wears shorts and tees, and has tanned skin. She also loves Shoyo, as he would visit Bokuto's home sometimes.

His second sister loves jewelleries, and would buy more jewelleries until her husband begged her to stop. Not like she would listen though.

The family would have yearly picnics by the local lake.

Bokuto is the best at swimming in the family.

[struwberrii]

hi!!! I’m hoping I could get a haikyuu matchup!!

I’m a girl (she/her) and would like to be romantically paired with one of the boys :)

The only specific things I look for in a partner is someone who’s patient (or willing to be) because I can get frustrated and overwhelmed very easily. I also look for someone who is considerate and observant. Other than that, im not too picky! Just someone who will be there for me, and in return I will be there for them.

I would say my personality is kind and goofy. Im always making some sort of sarcastic comment when im comfortable with people, but otherwise I’ll mind how I act and be shy. I’m creative as well, I love art and writing and reading. (I also figure skate! Which im not as good at, but it’s fun and I’ve done it for a long time!)I can get quite loud with my friends, I just like to laugh!! And talk. I talk a LOT. Im also an infp personality type!!

My love languages are physical touch and quality time! Elaborate gifts make me uncomfortable.

my fashion style is kind of all over the place, but I love wearing the colours pink, light green, white, and baby blue. I wear lots of low cut top:, off the shoulder long sleeves, skirts, boot-cut jeans, the “Rory gilmore sweater” is a staple for me in autumn.

I don’t know what my dream date is but I think I’d enjoy just going for a long walk and getting a snack on the way!!! It’s nice to talk about everything and anything with no destination in mind.

Tysmmmm! <3

match up: keiji akaashi ⋆⭒˚.⋆

hope you like the matchup!!

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it’s no secret that keiji akaashi is a very patient man. i mean he deals with bokuto very effortlessly and never gets annoyed with some of bokutos immaturity. he’s also very observant from his position as setter, he is very watchful

akaashi is the blueprint of yapper x listener (he’s the listener) i just know he could listen to you talk for hours and never get bored of you

i also see him as the type of partner to want to spend lots of time with you since he is kind of an awkward weird guy, he probably would have a bit of a hard time out right saying how he feels about you, and would find it a lot easier to just show you

also i think your style would match his time skip style very well which is super cute (not his pre skip style and that god awful setter dog shirt lol)

he is def the type of guy to walk you home everytime you guys are out together, and just doing small little acts of service for you to show how he cares

i can also see akaashi being a guy who wouldn’t go with you just for your looks but also having a deep personal connection with you aswell :) i think he is also the type to appreciate sarcasm and overall sarcastic humor idk he just gives me those vibes

[causenessus]

HI NESS!! its like 3 pm rn so good afternoon 😋 i hope you're having/had(? idk when ur school day ends so like..) a good school dayyayay :)) HOPEFULLY YOUVE BEEN DRINKING WATER and ofc eating enough + taking ur meds 🙂‍↕️

when u mentioned some npc named cream cheese i started laughing like an idiot omg 💔 like picture me sitting in the living room next to my roommate bc we're watching a tv show and then i look down at my phone and start giggling out of nowhere.. cream cheese sounded like a real opp 😕🙏 i was the same but with mariokart bc rose gold peach was always hitting me w red shells fr LIKE I CRIED OVER THAT A LOT ACTUALLY (i was 7). and omg mario party!! i still play that whenever i have game nights bc i was able to buy a nintendo switch HAHAHAH and dude just dance hyperfixation goes crazy bc i got insanely good at rasputin solely because i thought i looked cool (i did not.) 😞

ALSO THE VOLLEYBALL GIRLS BEING MEAN IS SO REAL OMG.. lots of the vb girls at my middle school didn't like me for no reason it was crazy actually and that was partially why i didnt start until now LMAO theyre scary af sometimes akwkwnssj

IM GOING BACK TO SCHOOL TOMORROW and me and my friends were trying to figure out where to meet and its now coming to me that i have nothing planned whatsoever 😋 LIKE I DIDNT EVEN PLAN WHEN TO WAKE UP AND I ONLY REALIZED NOW PLS so today i have to lock in and plan an outfit hairstyle and lunch for tomorrow morning and uhhhhhh i wanted to write and post an akaashi oneshot before i went back to school bc i would probably lose the time to write frequently so... how do u balance out your time omg (DONT ACTUALLY ANSWER THIS ITS OK ITS RHETORICAL IM JUST YAPPING)

also i had no idea but like theres a district rule here that phones CANNOT be used at all in the school day unless u were explicitly allowed to.. like ive been getting intro emails from my teachers and their talking about A CELL PHONE VAULT⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ guys i just want my phone so that i can listen to music while i work on assignments please i swear im an ok kid 💔 i may just keep it in my backpack and always wear my hair down because im desperate.. i think i may have an aneurysm if i have to go the entirety of a day without music so desperate times call for desperate measures i suppose 😕

ANYWAY IM NOT GONNA REREAD THAT AND ATTEMPT TO CORRECT ANY ATROCIOUS LOOKING RUN ON SENTENCES SO I HOPE YOU CAN UNDERSTAND ME,, HOPEFULLY YOURE DOING WELL AND ARE HAVING A GOOD DAY!!

HELLO SAV!!! GOOD EVENING <3 (it's 10 pm rn oopsies) THANK U!! AND I HOPE YOU HAD A GOOD DAY <3 today was okay besides the embarrassment of hearing my own playlist being played in public...yk what i'm referring to..BUT also aa yes i will take my meds thank you for the reminder!! since 10 is when i'm supposed to take them 😭 i'll take them next time i get up!! bc i'm kind of comfy rn </3

PLEASE i never actually played mario kart </33 like then the switch came out and my friend had it and i played at her house but then she'd always get mad bc i'd beat her LMAO so i've actually never owned mario kart!! like i ended up get a hand me down switch from my sister's bf's sister who didn't want it anymore but it dies like within an hour of being used so i never play it </33 and DW i didn't look cool dancing to promiscuous even if i got 5 stars on it LMAOAO

but YES idk i think middle school volleyball is definitely the worst bc that's when the toxicity started for my friend in volleyball and i think it makes sense just because of what our minds are like at the state (trying to find ur place and form groups and everything yk </3 not to be a psych nerd or anything but ykwim </3)

AND AA BEST OF LUCK TOMORROW AT SCHOOL!! I'LL PROBABLY MESSAGE U AT MIDNIGHT TO WISH U LUCK AGAIN <3 I HOPE YOU GOT YOUR OUTFIT AND EVERYTHING PLANNED OUT!! i've also been just taking it day by day 😭 like my schedule depends on the day yk so like i've just been setting alarms the night before everytime my schedule changes (IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN IT BUT I GET U SAV I GET U) and aa!! i know your question was rhetorical but definitely don't stress about too much please <3 take your time and just do what you can manage!!

AND THAT'S CRAZY?? A PHONE VAULT??? MAN YOUR SCHOOL IS HARDCORE I'M SO SORRY 😭😭 i definitely just keep my hair down and use earbuds most of the time bc i CANNOT go without music and like it's fine!!! i have great grades tbh so no one has anything on me 😌 i remember one time i had this math final and we had to put our phones in like a shoe hanger everyday (idk what it's called) but thank goodness wireless headphones exist!! so like my phone would still be connected to my earbuds <3 and my teacher made me lift up a beanie i was wearing to cover my ears LMAO AND I HAD AN EARBUD IN BUT SHE DIDN'T SEE IT BC THEY'RE BLACK like i am not rich enough to afford airpods and i don't want them anyway 😭 they look uncomfortable and ugly and they draw so much attention bc they're bright!! offbrand earbuds all the way <3

YOU ARE BETTER THAN I AM FOR PROOFREADING YOUR MESSAGE 😭😭 I'M GOING TO SEND THIS AS IT IS AND I'M SORRY FOR ANY RUN ON SENTENCES!! I HOPE YOU HAD A LOVELY DAY SAV <33

[tetskuro]

haiii id love to have a match up c:

im a she/her and i'd prefer a romantic matchup with a male pairing.

im generally pretty quiet and shy, but if i get out of my shell i can be pretty talkative. my humor is questionable, i think it's funny though. TvT..im not that good in social situations tbh, i can go nonverbal if im overstimulated.

reading, writing and studying (sometimes..) i also like collecting little trinkets (just like my gramps lol), it isnt a huge collection but yeah! though if im not doing any of those things im either on my phone or sleeping.

definitely simple traits like loyalty, honesty and being caring. not that picky tbh, as long as we click! unless they're a horrible person/j plus points if they make me feel included though tee hee

definitely a cafe date, though i wouldn't mind any other option (unless its one that includes a lot of walking, my weak lungs cant handle that lol) i think we could get to know each other more at a cafe, having a bunch of yummy desserts while talking about life? sign me up!!

+ if it wasn't obvious, i have a really big sweet tooth- i can finish a tub of cotton candy in one sitting..i also cant really cook, i can try though!

tysm!! >~<

your matchup is...

yamaguchi tadashi

⭑ yamaguchi is a caring and loyal guy

⭑ he's observant and notices all the little things about you

⭑ he's also pretty honest and straightforward about his feelings

⭑ yamaguchi knows what it feels like to be left out so he makes sure that you're always included in everything

⭑ he understands social settings can be overwhelming and wouldn't do anything or force you do to something that would make you uncomfortable

⭑ overall he's a very considerate person and is always thinking of you

⭑ yamaguchi finds your trinket collection super fascinating, and he thinks you have the coolest stuff ever

⭑ he'd love to hear the backstories about how you acquired each piece in your collection

⭑ he could listen to you talk for ages about each and every single little item that you've gathered over the years

⭑ ever since seeing your collection, he'd gift you small trinkets every so often

⭑ definitely encourages your sweet tooth and fuels your craving for pastries, candy, ice cream, etc.

⭑ he would buy you a tub of cotton candy without you even asking and knows exactly which flavor is your favorite

⭑ yamaguchi is totally down to go to cafes with you and eat a lot of desserts together

⭑ and once you guys start yapping, you could on go for hours

your matchup runner-up is akaashi keiji

[city-luvr]

caught in the act

pairing : kuroo x akaashi tags : roommates〡voyeur〡masturbation〡praising kink lowercase intended. 2k words. also available on : wattpad , ao3

author's pov

akaashi was finally all alone in his place, or maybe he should start calling it their place. the former setter wasn't alone in the flat he was staying in because he has a roommate.

the man didn't really plan on having one. it was a friend of akaashi's parents who offered the place for a lower price and he agreed to it since he really wanted to move out for college. but he didn't know that in exchange, he had to share the place with their son, tetsurou kuroo.

they just met when keiji finally had his things moved in and was settling in his new home. he could still remember their first meeting and the very unforgettable event akaashi had witnessed.

(flashback)

akaashi's pov

"what? but mom, that wasn't even part of the agreement. they never mentioned that i had to share the flat with someone else-"

"don't worry, dear, it's just their son who'll be living there with you. and besides, they offered it for a lower price, right? it will be okay, dear. just go with it, alright?" i knew i couldn't argue with my mother when she already had her mind set. all i could do was heave a sigh and nod my head in agreement.

"alright, mom. i gotta go fix my stuff, i'll try to call again later. love you, bye." i ended the call, pinching the bridge of nose afterwards. i was pissed but instead of sulking or mopping around, i decided to start moving my stuff inside.

the place was pretty big for one person. well, i guess it all works out since there'll be two of us staying here. there were two rooms and i decided to take the one on the opposite side of the bathroom since it's also the farthest one.

carrying a few boxes in hand, i was about to go inside my new room. 'i wonder when he'll show up-' my thoughts were suddenly cut off from the sound of the front door opening.

"oh, you must be keiji, right?" a husky deep voice spoke making me turn around to see who had called my name.

i was greeted by a cat-like grin while the unknown (rooster head / cat) man walked towards me. "it is you, you look exactly like what my mom had described. oh i'm tetsurou by the way, nice to finally meet you." he extended his hand for me to shake. i was so stunned by his presence i didn't notice i was staring at him.

"oh uhm, hello. nice to finally meet you as well, tetsurou." i took his hand in mine and gave it a light shake. his hand was warm and significantly bigger than mine. i offered him a smile before letting go. "i uh.. didn't really know we would be roommates since a few minutes ago. i think you're mom may have forgotten to mention that detail to me."

yes, i was still pissed. i would've really preferred to live alone. interacting with people is too tiring and draining for me.

"oh.. i'm sorry about that. my mom kinda set us up." he said nonchalantly and shrugged as if it wasn't really important.

"pardon? did you just say she set us up? uh haha what do you mean by that?"

"literally what it means, she set us up. she has had her eyes on you since she became friends with your mom and she wanted me to marry you." the statement almost made me choke on air, but i tried to hide it with a small cough.

"but i said no. you're not really my type so don't worry about it, mr. perfect." he said in a teasing tone and i don't know if i'm relieved or insulted, or maybe i'm both.

"uhh.. okay? thanks i guess." i awkwardly said before leaving him to himself and going inside my room, getting settled in.

after a few days, everything was normal. we sometimes eat meals together and talk about stuff like college, but we rarely spend more than an hour together since he always had a friend with him. and by a friend, i meant it as his hookup or fuck buddy. it was a different face everyday. not that i mind or care, it wasn't my business anyways. but sadly, our walls weren't that thin. and it was hard to read or write or do anything in general with their noises in the background.

and i'm at my limit. i've made up my mind and i'll to talk tetsurou after their... session.

it finally went quiet, so i went out to talk to him. i walked towards his room but got surprised when i saw it was partly open.

i was about to knock when i saw through the door and was met with a boy who had a piece of cloth in his mouth and wore a blindfold getting fucked and wrecked from behind by kuroo who was shirtless and soaked in his sweat.

i immediately backed away and hurried back to my room.

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author's pov

"fuck." akaashi thought as the scene played in his mind once again.

he could feel blood rushing to his face, and to his length as well. "shit, it's not calming down." he said as he looked down. 'fuck, i'm trying not to think of it again but that was so fucking hot.'

unconsciously, a hand went inside his trousers, slowly stroking himself which elicited a low groan from his lips. "ahh..." he lied down on his bed, completely lost in the pleasure. akaashi didn't have any experience in sex. the most that he's ever done was watch porn and masturbate, and it's been a while since the last time he had his release.

his hand was moving faster as he felt close to coming when he suddenly heard his door creak. he jolted from surprise and looked back to see kuroo, eyes dark as he watched akaashi like a hawk watching its prey.

"fuck- tetsurou? w-what are you doing here? you said you wouldn't be back until tomorrow morning..."

kuroo who had caught keiji masturbating didn't look as flustered as keiji was. in fact, he looked like he was starving as he stared at the male on the bed. beads of sweat formed on his forehead and his ears along with his cheeks were so red.

the taller one slowly made his way inside the room. "before doing anything, you should first make sure that the door is locked, kashi." he said in a teasing tone before doing it himself and shutting the door.

"y-you're on to talk, kuroo. you left your door open once." keiji couldn't hold back his retort, only realizing afterwards what he had said.

akaashi was frozen in his place, hands trying to hide his boner that surprisingly got harder than it already was. "ah, so you did see it once, hm? well, sorry not sorry but that was on purpose, baby." kuroo slowly climbed up from the bottom of the bed and stopped in between of akaashi's thighs, leaning down to move his fingers away from his member.

he first gave it kitten licks, then running his tongue from the base to the tip, earning a groan from akaashi. "f-fuck..." this only made kuroo's smirk grow wider, finally taking in akaashi's whole length inside his mouth. "tetsu-!"

akaashi's mind suddenly went blank, all he could think of was how warm kuroo's mouth was. his hands automatically went to grab the rooster head's soft dark locks while he slowly thrusts his hips, mouth fucking him.

"a-ahh so good.. f-feels so good..." akaashi was slowly losing all of his rationality as he threw his head back, mouth letting out the purest lewd noises. kuroo's fingers met his lips and the taller male pushed his digits inside his mouth. the smaller one automatically started sucking them.

kuroo, despite gagging a bit from the other's shaft, was having fun breaking akaashi. he bobbed his head faster, feeling his cock twitching inside his mouth. he decided to swirl his tongue around his shaft as he hollowed his cheeks to suck him harder.

tetsurou retrieved his fingers which were now lubed with keiji's saliva. he teased the rim of his hole before slowly inserting a finger inside him which then earned a whimper from the boy. "ah! f-fuck. kuroo, w-what are y-you doing?"

"calm down, kashi. it'll feel good, trust me."

and he wasn't lying when he said those words because soon enough kuroo was thrusting two fingers inside akaashi with ease, scissoring him while still sucking on his cock, and the male could only let out moan after moan.

"tetsu i-i'm so close, please don't stop-"

just right after he dropped those words, kuroo stopped his movements and quickly backed up to unbutton his pants. he slightly pulled his bottoms down, revealing his huge hard-on.

keiji, after seeing tetsu's dick, now knew why the boy he fucked one time was such a mess under kuroo. 'fuck, will that even fit in me?' was the only thing on his mind right now.

kuroo noticed the expression on his face and he could almost guess what he was thinking as well. the older one only chuckled in return. "don't worry, we'll make it work, kashi. trust me."

the said male nervously gulped down and gave a small nod. "alright, if you say so."

kuroo took out a condom from his front pocket and tore it open with his teeth, never breaking their eye contact which made akaashi more flustered than he already was.

"hm, why don't you put it on for me, baby?" he teasingly said, not expecting him to actually do it.

tetsurou muttered a small thank you and a wink which caught keiji off guard, heart fluttering.

the taller male pulled out a sachet of what seemed like lube and opened it before applying an ample amount on his shaft. he also applied a few on his fingers and slowly pushed them inside the smaller male, drawing out a whimper from him.

'it's cold.' keiji thought.

"alright, all set. you ready?"

he nods his head and takes a deep breath.

"i think it's your first time. tell me right away if it's too much, okay?" he said while slowly caressing the other's side.

though he seemed like an awful guy, he was actually quite caring and attentive to other's needs. his words brought akaashi comfort and he melted from the gesture, making him flash a bright smile. "okay, i will."

tetsurou aligned his member in keiji, slowly pushing past his tight walls. "fuck- so fucking tight." he hissed, trying his best to go as slow as he possibly can to not hurt akaashi.

never having done this before, the sensation felt foreign to akaashi. there was a mix of both pain and pleasure that blew his mind and senses away. he couldn't make out any coherent words and could only whimper underneath kuroo.

"tell me if you want me to start moving, yeah?" he placed feathery kissed on the smaller male's neck and collarbone while rubbing is sides, trying to get his mind off of the pain.

and after a while of akaashi taking deep breaths and kuroo comforting him, akaashi finally nodded his head and told him he could start moving his hips.

kuroo held adoration and desire in his hazel eyes as he looked into akaashi's lovely blue eyes before pulling him in for a gentle kiss and carefully bucking his hips.

the friction caused keiji's back to arch and his nails to dig onto tetsurou's back, harshly scratching his slightly tan skin that'll surely leave marks afterwards.

their kiss that started soft and slow turned into a very heated makeout session with lots of tongue clashing and groaning on the sides. after losing their breaths, they both pull away for some air and akaashi's sounds of pleasure finally broke free from his swollen lips.

"yeah, that's right. moan for me, keiji. fuck yes, let me know how good i'm making you feel, hm?" and the said male obliged, his voice getting louder with each thrust.

kuroo rails akaashi's hole, his cock roughly going in and out of him with a hand stroking his member and matching the pace of his thrusts.

"ahh f-fuck right.. there!" keiji says when tetsurou hits a spot that felt more sensitive and made his mind go into overdrive.

"uhum, found it. here?" he says before hitting the same spot, in which akaashi nods and his cry gets louder.

"fuck! if you k-keep doing that i w-won't last any longer." he admits, his high was evident just from the twitching of his manhood.

"i'm close too, baby. fuck, you're taking my cock so fucking good, baby. oh, you just clenched around me, you like getting praised, angel?" he teasingly smirks, whispering more praises in his ear while picking up the pace as they chased their orgasm.

"tetsu, i'm cumming. i'm gonna cum-!" and as if on cue, keiji's length spurt his seeds onto his stomach.

"me too, angel. fuck-!" after a few more thrusts, tetsurou also had his release. his semen seeping through akaashi's walls, filling him up and warming his insides.

they were both panting, trying to recover from feeling their euphoria of reaching ecstasy.

"you.. did so good, kashi. did i hurt you? was it too much?" kuroo worriedly asked the younger male who just smiled and shook his head.

"i'm alright, tetsu. just tired. cuddle?"

"you don't even have to ask, angel." he grinned and exchanged their position with akaashi now on top of him, resting his head on kuroo's chest.

the two talked about random stuff as they enjoyed the night together in each other's arms, both not wanting tomorrow to come anytime soon; both not wanting to let go of what they have at that very moment; both not wanting to face the feelings that were slowly creeping up inside them. so for now, let's just live the moment.

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fin.

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Co-Dependency

What is Being Co-dependent it is what you call someone who wants to stay in a toxic relationship someone who can't see their partner for who they truly are For our Bokuto luckily he saw his Ex gf for what she was Abusive Manipulative Bitch did she try and blame him yes did he take the blame yes It was only when she turned on akaashi when people Mainly authorities listened listened and took notice and took notice that it's nit always men that can be abusive she ended up in jail

Time skip to where our story starts and we join Akaashi in his room

Akaashi's pov We were all moving in together one more night separated okay i could see bokuto from my window as me and him currently are at our childhood homes but it was one more night and all four of us will be living under one roof As i thought about i looked over to my beloved emo Owl is he in emo mode now i grabbed a not book then to grab his attention i knocked on my window and held up my book that said are you okay? I watched as he scribbled his answer and showed me No:(

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I wrote do you want me to come over to you? And showed him

To get a nod in response so i got up went down stairs and cross to Bokuto's using the spare key I let myself in

I went to his room it was a mess he was a mess I couldn’t help but run to him

Akaashi: Kōtarō what happened want to talk about it

Two words escaped his lips that made even me freeze in place

Bokuto: Ex Girlfriend

No No she can't be back we had her done how did she get out i tried to stay calm for Kōtarō's sake I could also fell myself failing miserably A huge part of me wanted to call Tetsuro he would be way better at handling this than me all i can do is stay,Stay by his side and cuddle him

reassure him he is safe we are safe and that he, he now has the three of us but I don't think even I believe my words i to have been on the receiving end of Kōtarō's Ex and i have to admit deep down even I'm afraid deep down I want to do exactly the same as Kōtarō juat shrink into myself and hope the problem goes away but I can’t I have to be the calm logical one but right now all logic is telling me to call Kuroo and kenma and at least fill them in

I sould No I will I'm going to sorry love they need to know i got out my phone and hovered my finger hesitating a little before calling Tetsurō’s number

Panic started to take a hold of me why why am ai being afraid we did nothing wrong we didn’t do anything to deserve this as the Kuroo number rang i could feel my Anxiety starting Heighten and i could hear Kuroo but he started to sound distract i spoke but only just three words but it seemed enough to let him know something was wrong the words were Tetsu come quick before blacking out panic really taking hold Bokuto sitting there stunned not sure what to do our how to react X X X X Not a moment later kuroo and kenma burst through the door and looked at Keiji who hadn't woken up yet

Kenma: Kota what happened to Kei

He explained how his bitch ex is back and suddenly Akaashi started to breathe heavier and then nothing he was out cold

Tetsuro: the ex that you told me about the one that abused you

Bokuto: yeah but i Don't know why keiji is affected

Kenma: ....

Bokuto: Kitty what do you know

Truthfully kenma new everything Keiji spared No details on how brutal that woman was and how it left him with scars physical and emotional his thoughts were interrupted

Tetsuro: Kitten?!

Unsure of what to say kenma looked at akaashi as if asking for permission from his fellow former setter only to see he is still not awake yet this was worrying him

Kenma: i think we should get Kei an amblance and then we can both tell you everything but right now Keiji is our top priority

Kenma's mind Yeah Keiji is our top priority please understand that kuro Ko we will figure something out later together like we always do please be patient with him with us at least we don't have to see her

How wrong kenma was they will be seeing her again maybe a little sooner thsn he would like X X X X X X X X x Time skip Akaashi is out of the hospital and as promised they were explaining how Bokuto's ex affects him they sat in the living room and Akaashi said

Akaashi: do you Understand now Kōtarō if she couldn't get you and beat you up me and kenma if he was around was the next targets

Bokuto: I-I i didn't I didn’t know

Kenma: that's because we didn't want you to we didn't want you to worry And this was before we got into this relationship with each other and we were just talking about

Tetsuro: be honest kitten you were the one hesitating because you didn't know if Kōtarō would respect your boundaries you knew Keiji would it was Kōta to were unsure of

Kenma: that is true but did you have to call me out plus he was still co dependent also Kō has the same energy as Sho and remember how long it to him to figure out my boundaries

Bokuto interrupted Kenma

Bokuto: actually Kitty I knew of your boundaries

Kenma: huh?

Bokuto: well it's like me being aware of my emo mode i figured you weren’t good witj socializing and you use your games as an escapism

Kenma: Wow I- wait you're aware of your own Emo mode

Akaashi: surprisingly yes he is he knew not approach you until you were ready so when you told kuroo you wanted to meet me and Bo he got happy knowing you were giving him a chance

Kenma's heart swelled with love knowing all Of this information kuroo looked at Bokuto and said

Tetsuro: I Don't know about you but I think our kitten and baby owl need cheering up

Bokuto: a trip to the mall then

Kenma: can I-

Tetsuro: go to the game store of course kitten

Akaashi: oh can I -

It was Bokuto's turn to cut Akaashi off

Bokuto: get Onigiri and Boba of course baby owl

Bokukuro: what kind of boyfriend's would we be plus we can get all your favourites and have a movie night

Akaken: how did we get so lucky

What they didn’t expect is Bokuto's ex to be at the mall with her latest Victim who was jumping to her every demand while trembling it reminded Akaashi of bokuto the way he use to be around her he didn't want to see another person fall foul to her mot again as they were talking the basic bitch was walking in their Direction almost on purpose or maybe because it was B/B stands for basic bitch

Basic bitch: well well who do we have here hey useless this use to be you

She points at bokuto which caused bokuto to mouth a quick I am sorry I will deal with this

Tetsuro: what right do you have to bad mouth our bf

Basic bitch: oh so you did turn into a man whore after all huh? What's the matter Kōtarō got nothing to say still can't anwser back and stick up for yourself pathetic

Bokuto clearly had enough akaashi was about to speak up but bokuto grabbed him and pushed him to Kuroo

Bokuto: oh no i can stick up for myself in fact i can do more you see

🎶All smiles, I know what it takes to fool this town I'll do it 'til the sun goes down And all through the nighttime Oh, yeah🎶

Basic Bitch: Huh?

Genuine confusion was on her face

R/B: you fake you emotions too

Bokuto nodded

Basic bitch: what?

Bokuto: 🎶Oh, yeah, I'll tell you what you wanna hear Leave my sunglasses on while I shed a tear It's never the right time Yeah, yeah🎶

R/B: same same

Bokuto: but now i am free from you free from being co dependent on you you know what this is what i do

🎶I put my armor on, show you how strong I am I put my armor on, I'll show you that I am🎶

The three bfs: that's out bf we are proud of you Kō

Basic Bitch: No No i told you you will always need me

Akaashi: he doesn't anymore and all attachment to you is gone

Bokuto: 🎶I'm unstoppable I'm a Porsche with no brakes I'm invincible Yeah, I win every single game I'm so powerful I don't need batteries to play I'm so confident Yeah, I'm unstoppable today🎶 R/B you can be free too join us

Basic Bitch: No i won't let that happen you need me both of you

R/B: 🎶Unstoppable today Unstoppable today Unstoppable today I'm unstoppable today🎶

Bokuto: 🎶Break down, only alone I will cry out loud You'll never see what's hiding out Hiding out deep down Yeah, yeah🎶

R/B: 🎶I know, I've heard that to let your feelings show Is the only way to make friendships grow But I'm too afraid now Yeah, yeah🎶

Basic bitch was losing her control she had

Bokuto and R/B: 🎶 I put my armor on, show you how strong I am I put my armor on, I'll show you that I am🎶

R/B: 🎶I'm unstoppable I'm a Porsche with no brakes I'm invincible Yeah, I win every single game I'm so powerful I don't need batteries to play I'm so confident Yeah, I'm unstoppable today🎶

Bokuto: 🎶Unstoppable today Unstoppable today Unstoppable today I'm unstoppable today🎶

R/B: 🎶Unstoppable today Unstoppable today Unstoppable today I'm unstoppable today🎶

Bokuto: 🎶I put my armor on, show you how strong I am I put my armor on, I'll show you that I am🎶

Tetsuro leaned in to the basic bitches ear and said

Tetsuro: look at that they are not co dependent anymore

Bokuto and R/B; 🎶I'm unstoppable I'm a Porsche with no brakes I'm invincible Yeah, I win every single game I'm so powerful I don't need batteries to play I'm so confident Yeah, I'm unstoppable today🎶

Bokuto: 🎶Unstoppable today Unstoppable today Unstoppable today I'm unstoppable today🎶

R/B: 🎶Unstoppable today Unstoppable today Unstoppable today I'm unstoppable today🎶

Kenma tapped R/B and said

Kenma: get out of here now and goodluck

Bokuto: B/B you haven't changed honestly i should hand you back over to the police you are breaking your bail conditions like it or not i am not dependent on you anymore i have three loving boyfriend's to keep me grounded and level headed and not actually make me want to throw myself of a cliff edge

Kuroo was calling the police while bokuto was talking he told them everything they witnessed and they had enough to prove she had broken bail conditions as the police took Bokuto shouted

Bokuto: I HAVE GOTTEN OUT OF CO DEPENDENCY I WISH I COULD HAVE GONE BACK AND TOLD YOUNGER ME WHAT A TOXIC MANIPULATIVE BITCH YOU REALLY ARE THANK GOD WE WERE ABLE TO MAKE R/B SEE THE LIGHT HAVE FUN BACK WHERE YOU BELONG

For the rest of the day it went focusing on with the plain of cheering up kenma and akaashi the main reason they were at the mall kenma got some games akaashi got his boba and Onigiri and the bokuto and Kuroo brought their kitten and baby owl their favourites while also ordering Door step delivery food of their favourite food for dinner despite their little run in they had a fun day over all and were pretty tired kenma even complained

Kenma: I am never stepping out side again to much effort and to crowded for my liking

This made everyone laugh

Akaashi: that's our kenma

They all laughed and carry on their day as planned that basic bitch is back where she belongs and R/B and bokuto is free from Co dependcy