#akaashi keiji x gender neutral reader

[asrichin]

cw : suicidal behavior/thoughts. suicidal! Reader. Avoidant, distant! Reader. Reader death. ED (eating disorder). Overall, heavy on mental health issues. :)

Read at your own risk!

As days starting to pass by, you wonder, what is the will to even live? You're already dead a long ago,then what is the point to keep surviving? It's pointless.

Eating feels like a chore, to supply at least energy, so you wouldn't die out of hunger (or you're basically force to eat by him). Even worse, Akaashi makes sure to keep you on track, to keep you alive. The fact you're barely gives your needs to the least requirements are killing him (mentally and physically).

Besides, he'll leave at some point,right?

“y/n, you have to eat this,please.” ... “y/n.”

Akaashi's plead fell on deaf ears. He sat on the edge of your bed, with the bowl of porridge in his hands, trying to feed you. Since it what he manages to get you to eat most of the time, and it's simple. “i made it with pure love and effort,” ... “you know you need nutrients, to survive,right?” he asked, looking at you. Eyes pleading for you to please, at least to meet the minimum requirements.

a low grumble, as you shifted yourself and looked at him. Those eyebags. It hurts him to the core of his heart. “..do you want me to put it on the table..or?” Akaashi spoke, still looking at you with a small, concerned smile. And you nodded, reciprocate his smile with yours. He hates that smile, it was genuine, but filled with how much you had gone through.

“i will eat it later.” Liar.

“promise?”

“..pinky promise.”

Akaashi just stared at you. Liar. You never really eat on time, which he hated that so,so much. Even if you assures him you'll eat it later, it's a white lie.

He tries, really. To believe every words you spit out,But it's unbelievable. Although, at least, you promised.

“eat it, alright?” he stood up, placing the bowl on the nightstand with a sigh. Since when did he vowed to do this?

..

It's draining. He has tried everything . Everything.

But at last, it didn't work. Now what he could do?

Standing beside your grave, he wasn't that stupid to left any sign you had given. It just, he doesn't know how to help other than giving you a hand in the basics, etc. eating, hygiene. He really tried.

“you could have talk it out with me,but I guess.” sobs

“sleep peacefully,okay? I'll help you clean your apartment,y/n.” Akaashi murmured between his sobs. “here, take these flowers, as far as I could remember, it's your favorite.”

I hope you rest in peace.

..

“oh my god,y/n.” Akaashi mused, shaking you, trembling slightly. From the blood basically on your bare arms. It made his blood creep. Infact, you are unconscious, and that's not alright. “y/n, I swear to god, wake up. Wait—Im calling the 911!”

This time for sure, there will no answers;response from you. He wanted to cry, but he needs to stay calm, be rational. The thoughts were overwhelming.

“hello, it's 911—” when he heard from the other line of his phone, his hands were shaking badly.

“my friend is unconscious, address—‘xx’. Be quick,I beg you–” Akaashi spoke, trying to remain calm, but the panic starting to get through him.

..

Yeah. Maybe it's pointless.

But I'll never regret being by your side,y/n.

and I'll make sure to make you feel valuable, until my last breath—or yours. Even if I failed on that.

..

“hey y/n, do you want to walk with us?” Bokuto's voice rang through your ears.

“yeah,sure.” you answered with your usual smile. As you slide your bag onto your shoulder, ready to go back home.

“come on, let's go.” Akaashi, who's waiting at the classroom's door. Per usual, the trio that would walk home together whenever school is over.

Sharing giggles and shit, laughing over the smallest things. teenagers. Growing up is so scary, for Akaashi.

Afraid of changes. metathesiophobia.

maybe, he had hoped you stayed. So you,Bokuto and him could just stay as the trio.

That now has become a duo.

[worldsxtar]

 I WOULD MAKE YOU STAY .  

BASED ON "In Another Life" BY LITTLELUXRAY (AO3)

"Heyy, Apathy-kun!" Here it was. Your voice disrupting his rain of thoughts yet again, as he walked in your room. The sight of you in that hospital bed, so tired yet worsening, was by now a sight he grew familiar with, though it never failed to make his stomach drop in each visit.

"It's Akaashi."

It all began with that brief encounter in the hospital halls. It was ironic, to think about. A cruel joke as well, likely. You, an unfortunate victim of the FFI disease, asking him if he was alright, all while being completely clueless of the fate you were meant to face.

Perhaps you wouldn't have sounded that cheerful if you knew from the start. You wouldn't have that smile on your face if you were aware that you were doomed to fight constantly against death

But fate was also quite cruel to him, wasn't it?

Keiji never wished to let it go this far. To get this attached, knowing it would all go away before he knew it. He knew it, but he still forsaken himself. He still got himself drawn to you like a moth to flame, despite it's fading state. He had no one but himself to blame

And now. Here he was.

Losing sleep. Desperate. Unwilling to let go of the dying star before him,

His sole light of a cold, lonely world. That soon, will fall apart in the darkness once more.

Feel free to chat as either Bokuto or yourself ! :D

© WORLDSXTAR , do not copy, translate or plagiarize my work without permission. I do not own the characters involved.

[emmyrosee]

Hi!! Can you please please please write something with weird reader x akaashi? Have a lovely day ♡

Keiji smirks as two arms snake around his neck and gently pull him close, your lips pressing to his head, then ears, where you playfully bite the lobe gently.

“I want to gnaw on your bones,” you whisper into his ear.

“Yeah?” He asks, dog earring his page before closing the book and setting it to the side. He spins in his seat to face you. “You’re feeling that intense about your affection?”

“Of course.” You round the couch and make a move to plop on his lap; his arms instinctively wrap around you, and his lips press a kiss to your temple. “You’re just so pretty today, Keiji. Pretty everyday.”

“Thank you, baby,” he coos, his kissing moving down your cheek then jawline. You mewl and squeeze him, smushing his face against you. “Ow.”

“Sorry. Had to be done.”

“You had to squish me?”

“Yes,” you purr, pressing kisses to his cheeks as compensation for hurting him. Your hand comes up to grip his cheeks, pursing his lips out for you to kiss. “Mwah.”

“Mwah,” he returns.

“Mwah!”

“Mwah.”

“I’m gonna bite you.”

“Please don’t-“ his words are cut off as you bite the squish of his lips, not hard enough to make him wince but enough to playfully bite. “Thank you for being gentle with your feral behavior.”

“You’re welcome.” You plant one more kiss to his lips before hiding your face in his neck, letting the scent of his warm skin lull you to a state of relaxation. “Love you, Keiji.”

“I love you too, baby.”

[suplicyy]

You bringing him a bento for the first time!

Haikyuu boys x Gn!Reader

— Summary: How would he react to receiving a bento at school that you made especially for him.

— Characters: Yamaguchi, Kenma, Akaashi, Oikawa, Tendou.

— Tags/Genre: Gn!Reader | Fluff

— Idea by: @sarasversionworld

Yamaguchi Tadashi

He never thought he would receive something like this until he met you.

You always treat him with so much love and affection, that he even thought about the possibility of this happening one day, but he always thought he was dreaming too much.

But when you appeared at his desk holding a small box wrapped in a flowery cloth, he felt like he might pass out right there.

Yamaguchi is someone who is very insecure about himself, as he has not received attention from any person in a romantic way, so receiving something simple but as comforting as a homemade lunch means a lot to him.

"Huh!? This is for me...? T-Thank you very much!!"

You can be sure he was all flushed when he took the bento from your hands.

And if you have any doubts that he didn't like it, put it out of your mind immediately! Tsukishima will definitely complain to you the next day saying that Yamaguchi talked about your bento all day.

Kenma Kozume

We all know that Kenma is someone who eats very little, and it's no wonder he has the smallest appetite in the series.

You worry a lot about his diet and how it affects his well-being, and as he is a volleyball player, he needs to eat well to be in good shape for every game!

And to help him, you thought about making a complete bento for him at least once a week.

So when you walked towards him with a bento box in your hands, he didn't think it was for him and that it was your own bento, but those thoughts soon dissipated when you shyly handed him the box perfectly wrapped in a polka dot cloth.

Obsessed with technology, Kenma always has his cell phone or console in his hand while eating a meal.

Then It was an unexpected surprise to see him putting away his video game to eat the bento you made for him.

And if you give him a delicious slice of apple pie, he will definitely try to eat better to get the dessert.

Akaashi Keiji

As someone who has the habit of taking care of others around him, he was probably the one who gave you a bento earlier, so as a thank you, you decided to make one for him too.

Even if he never said it to you, it's quite noticeable how much he likes onigiris, seeing as he brought one to school almost every week.

And that was why the bento you prepared was full of onigiri of different flavors, as you weren't really sure which flavor was his favorite.

Akaashi would certainly be very grateful for the surprise, and he may be a little shy about the gift and sometimes doesn't show his emotions as much, but you've known him long enough to know that he loved the bento you prepared for him.

"Oh, that's for me?" He takes the bento from your hands, and when he opens it, he finds onigiris that you made yourself.

"Thank you, my love." He gives you a small smile, and when no one is looking, he plants a kiss on your cheek.

Also, don't be surprised if Bokuto appears out of nowhere and eats some of the onigiris you made for Akaashi, he usually eats his friends' snacks (and doesn't share when someone wants to eat his snack💀).

Oikawa Tooru

He has certainly received several bentos or snacks from his fans, and no matter how willingly he accepts each gift, he has never been so interested in it.

But his opinion is totally different when it comes to you, he appreciates every thing you do for him.

We all know he can be a little cheeky sometimes, so expect to get a comment from him bragging about himself.

"But of course you wouldn't resist the thought of spoiling me, I'm irresistible after all." says Tooru giving you a wink.

Just give him a serious look and he stops talking in the same second...😭

Oikawa will beg you to feed him, blatantly lying that his hand is hurting at that moment.

He'll be bragging to his third-year friends about how he has such an amazing partner and they don't, but not until Iwazumi threatens to throw him off a cliff.

Tendou Satori

Just like Yamaguchi, Tendou is someone who has never caught anyone's attention romantically, and is even excluded because of his different appearance than other people.

So when he receives a bento from someone he loves so much, he will definitely remember it forever.

Trust me, he'll have a passionate smile written on his face and with the brightest eyes while listening to you talk about how you prepared his favorite food.

He would probably first make some joke about the situation, to try to ease his own shyness, but later he will genuinely show his gratitude in every possible way.

Tendou loves being around you, so expect lots of hugs and little kisses during lunch, in addition to his lots of compliments for the bento you made.

The next day, he probably would surprise you with a dessert he made especially for you, like truffles, cookies or even cupcakes!

And please give him lots of compliments too!! This way, he will prepare something every week for you.🌷

— A/N: They had already sent me this idea a long time ago, and only now have I managed to have the creativity to write something about it.😭 Anyway, thank you very much for your help!! And I will certainly do that other idea of yours that you sent me!

[lale-txt]

❥ 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏? ↳ 𝐰/ 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮, 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐨, 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐚, 𝐈𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢, 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐚, 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢, 𝐔𝐤𝐚𝐢 & 𝐁𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨

☆ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 & 𝐜𝐰: i would like to thank my insomnia for being useful for once. reader is gn! food mention in the Osamu & Ukai drabbles. the Iwaizumi one is a little bittersweet, otherwise mostly fluff.

☆ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 :1.5k

𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔 is pretty sure he’s seeing an angel. Illuminated only by the light above the kitchen stove, your silhouette looks suspiciously like it’s wrapped in a full body halo. He doesn’t ask, just shuffles over and wraps his arms around you from behind, his face pressed into your neck and inhaling the scent of what is home to him. Only when you hold out a spoonful of leftover curry over your shoulder does he look up and let you feed him, followed by a low pleased rumble against your back. You tried to be quiet during your 3AM munchies, you really did, but if there’s one thing that wakes Osamu then it’s the sound of a pot lid being lifted and the scraping of a spoon against a ceramic bowl. He doesn’t mind though; he’d rather be up with you than reach for you in his sleep and find your side of the bed empty. The way to the heart is through the stomach or whatever that saying is–he can’t remember, but he knows for sure that he fell in love with you bite for bite, devouring you till his heart was full of you. 

𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎 is a light sleeper, always has been since he was a kid. If he doesn’t drown out every single sound and every glimpse of light with two pillows smushed against the sides of his face, it’s just not happening. That is until he met you. The first time you slept next to him, curled up against his back, Kuroo found himself confused how easily his body settled in next to yours. His weary head falling against your shoulder, your fingers threading through his messy hair, touching spots no one ever has–before he knew, he was melting into you, one arm snuck around your middle to keep you from moving away from him. Ever. It’s almost ridiculous how he has to fight to stay awake, not wanting the pillow talk to end just yet. Not because you bore him, hell no, it’s just that your presence is more soothing than anything else in this world to him. Your soft voice in his ear carries him into his dreams, allowing him to sleep soundly now that he knows he’ll never have to miss you in his life again. 

𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀 sees the small green dot next to your name at 3AM and knows you’re probably messaging your fictional husbands in that otome game of yours again. He doesn’t mind. If anything, it gives him an excuse to text you and not worry about waking you up from the sound of your phone going off. You’re so quick to reply to him, too, scolding him that he’s not allowed to pull an all-nighter again, as if you were any better. He laughs quietly to himself when he puts on his headset (the one with kitty ears you got him for his birthday) and starts the voice chat. You sound sleepy, and he knows you’re probably gonna pass out on him in the next couple of minutes, but he’d rather hear your sleepy babbling than not hear your voice at all. You’ll tell him all about your dreams tomorrow, when he lays down for a nap with his head in your lap and you tease him by tracing the dark circles under his eyes, only to run your fingers soothingly through his pudding hair until he falls asleep with a small smile on his lips.

𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐀 hates those overnight bus rides. It’s too crowded, everyone around him is snoring, it smells like a locker room after a match and he can’t bring his satin pillow with him because the risk of someone else snatching it would be too high. At least there’s you. It’s always you. Only you. He wordlessly slips into the seat next to you, knowing you never find sleep during those long hours on the road either, no matter how tired you are. The two of you have a routine down by now; first he shrugs off his jacket and wraps it around your shoulders, then you take out one of your earbuds and hold it out for him before shuffling through your playlist and showing him whatever song is currently stuck on your mind. It never takes long till your head sinks against his shoulder, your hand sliding into his, fitting so neatly like a puzzle piece. His thumb brushes over your knuckles when he kisses the top of your head softly. He can’t wait to be home again to fully indulge in you, but for now this will do. 

𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈 thinks it’s a bad idea. But when you knocked on his door, your pillow clutched to your chest and asking if you could sleep in his bed tonight, his rigidity crumbled in a heartbeat. He couldn’t possibly send you back to your room across the hallway, not when he saw your puffy eyes and the small wobble of your bottom lip. Now you’re lying in bed next to him, the blanket pulled up to the tip of your nose, and he can tell that you still feel like crying but you’re also relieved over not having to be alone anymore. So is he. More than you’ll ever know. Yeah, it’s a bad idea, but when he holds out an arm for you to crawl into and you inch closer to him, your hand coming to rest sprawled out across his ribcage, Iwaizumi promises himself to protect your heart, even if it meant breaking his own in return. His whole world shrinks down to just you and him, and for as long as he can keep his arms wrapped around you, your head tucked under his chin, maybe for as long he can keep on dreaming. 

𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 is surprised to find you still up. Work has dragged on forever today, the crushing deadline looming over him, and then there was this after-work dinner and karaoke bar with his colleagues he couldn’t decline again, and the commute home took him forever, and… his trail of thoughts is interrupted when your gentle hand wraps around his wrists and pulls him down to sit on the edge of the mattress with you. He doesn’t even have it in him to protest anymore, all of his tension melting away under your soft caress. You take his glasses off and put them down on the bedside table for him before wrapping your arms around him from behind, small kisses pressed to the side of his neck. He tells you all the time that you shouldn’t wait for him, that it’s getting late. But if you’d ask him in secret he’d admit that coming home to you was his favorite thing in the entire world, that the dim glow of your nightstand lamp was like a lighthouse, guiding him back into your arms, right where he belonged.

𝐔𝐊𝐀𝐈 stubs out his cigarette before reaching for the thick blanket he draped around your shoulders, making sure it hugs you nicely. You’re slumped over the table in the back room of the Sakanoshita store, your arms folded underneath your head, snoring quietly without a single worry in the world. The time you spent too giddy to fall asleep last night–all because of the first snow of the year–is now catching up on you, it seems. He told you several times that you could sleep in, that you don’t have to get up during this ungodly hour with him to open up the store, but you insisted and who was he to refuse you anything? Somehow the morning rush of high schoolers and grannies was much more bearable, knowing you were snoozing only a few meters away from him. Your position couldn’t possibly be comfortable, and he takes a mental note to spoil you later tonight–get your favorite takeout, draw you a bath, rewatch your favorite movie while snuggled up on the couch. Loving you left a mark on him like your footsteps in the snow, when it was quiet in the night and just you dancing with your arms held high. 

𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎 is restless. Technically he should be powered out by now, having won a big game earlier today and spending hours entertaining reporters, fans and the rest of his team. But it’s the first night you two get to spend together after weeks apart and there’s no way he can fall asleep just now, knowing he could use that time kissing and cuddling you instead. Fortunately, you feel the same. Your legs are tangled up under the covers, and you don’t get to finish a single sentence without him stealing a kiss from your lips. Bokuto looks at you like you’re the sun, the moon and all his stars, a whole universe just for him. He tries to focus on what you’re saying, he really does, but you gotta understand that it’s hard when he just can’t get enough of the sweet little sounds you make when your lips part for him or the way your body melts into him the moment his arms come around you. You’re his, and he missed you more than anything. And if sleep really dares to come over you both, he’ll find you in your dreams again, not letting you out of sight now that he has you again. 

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[reverie-starlight]

thought of the day turned unstructured blurb bc I feel bad for not posting anyone other than atsumu lately (and bc my next post is going to be atsumu again LMAO):

introverted “black cat energy” reader that tries to come off as intimidating and kind of cold in public, who’s not very into PDA, and akaashi who knows it’s all for show solely bc he lives with you and knows what you’re like 90% of the time. especially when you’re recharging from a social outing.

“you’re so warm, keiji,” you mumble as you nudge your head under his chin.

his hands are pressed gently against your shoulders, keeping you at arms length as you try to nuzzle your face against his body like an actual cat. he laughs and angles his head back on the pillow and away from you when you accidentally sigh too heavily against a particularly sensitive part of his neck.

“and you are very wiggly, sweetheart. just relax with me, didn’t you say you wanted to recharge your battery?“

you groan and struggle against his arms, trying to get closer. “I am recharging! let me near you,” you whine.

he laughs again (because when isn’t he laughing with you around? you make it so easy to let loose.) and retorts, “recharging with what, static electricity?”

you just giggle and take advantage of his loosening grip, finally flopping down and pressing kisses all over his face, nudging your nose against his and most importantly, pressing yourself tightly against him so he doesn’t have the chance to push you away again. “with affection, smartass.”

the laughter dies down and you stare at each other for a bit, a tender silence taking over the moment. akaashi’s gotten good at reading your expressions- after all, that’s how you prefer to show your deep, unwavering devotion for him in situations you would never feel comfortable doing any of this in. and right now your expression is telling him that you want to be held, loved, cared for after a long day.

and of course he’ll do that for you. why wouldn’t he?he moves his hands again, but this time one caresses your back and the other strokes the bridge of your nose. “you’re not so scary when you’re beginning for attention.”

but of course he has to tease you a bit first, that’s non negotiable.

your jaw drops and he smiles, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “keiji!”

idk I just think he gets so smiley around you :((( and he absolutely wouldn’t mind you being less affectionate in public for whatever reasons you have!! he just wants you to be comfortable!!! and he knows you’re probably going to return it tenfold when you both get home to make up for missing his touch 🫶🏻

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@6okuto I hope I didn’t butcher your husband too badly, it’s been FOREVERRRR since I’ve written for him oh my god 😭 the return of my akaashi era is upon us y’all……. he’s so fun to write 😭🫶🏻

[dapperappleton]

Hard truths about dating the HQ boys

Aka their weaknesses in relationships (I still love them anyway)

Warnings: maybe slightly angsty ig? Timeskip!haikyuu characters

Part 2

Osamu: spends too much time at work and gets super jealous easily

Atsumu: complete fuckboy who flirts with everyone while ignoring his partner

Sakusa: puts very little effort into relationships and freaks out if his partner gets touchy with him

Oikawa: still flirts with every fan even while dating someone. Doesn't understand why that would upset his partner

Ushijima: canonically has zero common sense (thought that people in Brazil had to hold onto the Earth so they didn't fall into space) so dating him means constantly teaching how to do everything

Tendou: shuts his partner out because he's so insecure

Futakuchi: accidentally says upsetting or mean things as a result of his snarky nature

Bokuto: can be so childish and needy that it's draining

Akaashi: doesn't know how to express emotions so he just bottles everything up and eventually shuts down

Kuroo: puts his work before his partner too often

Yaku: lacks empathy sometimes. Thinks if he can do something why can't his partner? Will push them too much as a result

Yamamoto: gets so flustered that it's hard to have normal interactions sometimes

Kenma: lashes out when he's overwhelmed and even targets his partner's insecurities out of misplaced frustration

Asahi: doesn't have the courage to speak up for himself when something his partner does bothers him

Daichi: tries to parent and control his partner way more than necessary

Sugawara: is so tired after work and grading that he rarely has the time or energy to go out

Nishinoya: tends to not listen to people's boundaries and fawns over others in front of his partner

Tanaka: defends and spoils his partner so much that he basically suffocates them and doesn't let them be independent

Ennoshita: gets so in his head about not being good enough that he starts to withdraw himself from the relationship

Tsukishima: like Akaashi, he can't express his emotions properly and bottles it up except he gets snippy

Yamaguchi: catastrophizes the moment his partner brings up any issues and assumes they're going to break up with him

Kageyama: offers zero emotional support ever and doesn't know how to comfort his partner or resolve conflicts. Like Ushijima has zero common sense and needs his partner to help him with everything

Hinata: prioritises volleyball over his partner and doesn't understand if they're not as passionate about volleyball as he is

[uweinei-02]

what they're like if you're in concert band (HEADCANONS) ft. akaashi keiji and oikawa tooru

AUTHORS NOTE: my concert band days are over because i graduated high school </3 the university i'm going to only lets people in by audition (i don't want to audition), so i thought of this!

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

AKAASHI KEIJI (赤葦 京治)

keiji lets you PRACTICE whenever you guys spend time in your room or his, he'll find it entertaining to listen to your part and he'll applaud every once in a while even if you mess up. it might not seem like he's listening but he is!

when he sees you in your CONCERT BLACK, he'll blush and tell you that you look amazing. he'll run his hands on your back, following your spine and would 100% kiss you a lot (can you blame him? poor guy just thinks you're ethereal). formal blacks are a die-hard for him and he absolutely adores them on you!

PRE-CONCERT, if you're stressed then he'll give you plenty of reassurance, hugs, and kisses. he'll tell you how you worked so hard for this moment and that he knows that you'll do amazing. he also reminds you that if you mess up once, it wouldn't be heard because there's so many other parts other than yours.

DURING THE CONCERT, expect him to be videoing you only. additionally, practicing your part with him made him become attentive and he somehow manages to hear your part. definitely cheers for you, you can hear it in the video he takes with it being solely focused on you! oh and don't get me started on his ability to record with such stable hands!

POST-CONCERT, he'll treat you to dinner, he definitely took photos of you playing and with you in your blacks and dressed formal for the occasion. if you don't feel like eating dinner then he'l definitely take you out to a cafe! he'll treat you because of how well you did and how you worked so hard for this moment!!!!

OIKAWA TOORU (及川 徹)

tooru knows that you PRACTICING is like him practicing volleyball. whenever he spends time with you while you practice he always offers you words of encouragement and tells you how amazing you're doing. if he finds you struggling at a measure for more than an hour, he'll tell you to take a break because he doesn't want you to overwork yourself.

when he sees you in your CONCERT BLACKS he's going to tell you how hot you look, maybe he'll even go into detail about what makes you look so hot with your blacks (he's a very smooth talker). might get handsy HAHA, he will 100% put his hands on your waist and tell you how fucking hot you look (100% his words, and would tell you that right in front of a mirror so you can see him too).

PRE-CONCERT, he'll tell you that you'll do amazing and makes sure that you're well-relaxed. in fact, he'll give you a massage before you leave home! even on your phone, he's bombarding you with "you'll do great today!!!" the guy is literally rooting for you (and only you)!

DURING THE CONCERT, his eyes are only looking at you, he's 100% listening intently and genuinely enjoys the pieces you preform (mainly because you contributed to it, but honestly that's besides the point). he'll applaud after each piece is completed and would give you reassuring smiles if you ever look to him in the audience.

POST-CONCERT, he's 100% taking photos of you with your instrument before you have to put it away. once you're free, he'll give you a bouquet of flowers that he bought before the concert that he hid from you. then he's taking you out to a nearby cafe so you can relax and enjoy yourself after your concert, he'll likely also take you on a walk to see the sunset on a hill with something hot to drink in hand from a cafe!

[asrinchine]

Imagine them showering you w compliments n overall sweet gesture and words. Which you also doesn't know how to respond so you just stare at them, processing. They just chuckle and smother your face w kisses while holding your fingers, intertwining with theirs.

[semifilms]

☆YOU SHARE A BIRTHDAY | suna rintaro, atsumu, miya, hinata shoyo, akaashi keiji

a/n - it’s my birthday and i share a birthday with suna, so i always think about like what he’d be like if he dated someone with the same birthday. so here’s him + others with that scenario (mainly for my own enjoyment)

cw - gn!reader, did not proofread

when you met suna obviously one of the first things mentioned was your birthdays. he thought it was a cool coincidence that your birthdays fell on the same day. he didn’t look too much into it, but when you guys celebrated your birthday together he’s acting like it isn’t his birthday. he’s making it about you and saying it’s your special day and you correct him saying ‘our’ instead. but like he prefers to do something intimate with you on your guys’ birthday and then like party on another day that week with friends.

atsumu thought it was fate. like the fact that his s/o and him share a birthday? that was the universe saying you were meant to be together. he wasn’t an astrology guy but when he found out that libra’s were pretty comparable with each other he believed it. on your guys birthday the post he makes are so funny bc it could be so hot if you, him, and osamu and he’ll be like. “so grateful to share a birthday with the most amazing person in the world, and also samu”. like something like that to troll his twin.

hinata thinks it’s the best and even thinks that if/when you guys get married it needs to be on your birthday. “that wait its three times as special, and imagine all of the cake,” he’s trying to convince. you that it’s a good idea. he also likes that you guys share a birthday because you guys do your rounds of getting your free birthday gifts at stores and restaurants together.

i would like to imagine that you and akaashi actually met on a night out, celebrating your birthday’s separately. like you’re both with your own friends and bump into each other and somehow exchange the fact that it’s both of your birthdays and he offers to buy you a drink to celebrate. you think ‘oh that’s not fair i should buy him a drink for his birthday.’ overall you guys hit it off from then and when our guys finally start dating it’s just like a mute-cute with your birthday and you guys celebrate together rather than out with friends now.

©semifilms do not copy, repost or translate my works

reblogs appreciated!

[justnnyx]

When you're with him <3

You can't handle awkward silence. It always makes you think think think about what to say to break the ice.

But with him...

There's never a dull moment. Jokes and shenanigans are your thing. There are moments of silence between the two of you, sure, but it quickly dissipates when one of you proposes to do a stupid thing and the other immediately agrees to it. You're his ride and die, after all.

Hinata, Atsumu (!!) , Suna, Bokuto, Kageyama

You don't have to say anything. When the two of you are together, it's as if he can read your mind, and you can read his. The silence between the two of you is not awkward, nor is it boring. It's... comfortable being with him, even if not a single word has been exchanged between you.

Kita!!, Kenma, Tsukishima, AKAASHI, Kunimi

[kairismess]

morning coffee. — akaashi keiji x gn!reader

🏐 genre: a warm cup of fluff with a few teaspoons of comfort.

✒️ word count: 987

💭 summary: akaashi wanted to treat you to a nice morning for once, but when he tries his hand at making you the perfect cup of coffee to start your day... he starts doubting himself and his abilities to make you happy when each cup he makes ends up even worse than before.

💗 special mentions: @moonswolfie @xoxo-cha

🍥 author's note: never realized how much of an akaashi kin i was until i remembered how much of an overthinker my boy is shower him with love please

the aroma of roasting coffee beans fill the kitchen, and while the scent usually relaxes him, akaashi couldn't help but feel even more anxious at the sight of another failed cup of coffee that was meant for you. he shakes his head and adjusts his glasses back on his face, his sharp eyes not twitching, but instead looking more and more disappointed at the fact that all his attempts at brewing you a good coffee were going to be much harder than he thought. akaashi would never forget how you liked your coffee, it was an unforgettable blend that he had always looked forward to making, but never got the time to do so until now. though, his hands were plagued with an unshakeable coil—he couldn't make it the way he pictured it. the first cup seemed a little too diluted, and that simply didn't do for the man; the second cup was a little too bitter, and of course, it wasn't good enough, yet again.

after what felt like a thousand cups and a mountain of bags of coffee beans, akaashi felt sort of... heavy, a kind of burning sensation rippling down his throat as another poor batch of coffee was dripped onto the cup, disheartening him once more as he ran his long fingered hand through his ruffled, dark hair. 'it shouldn't be that hard, i make coffee for myself every morning, and it's always decent... why can't i do something so simple for them?' he chided himself in his mind as he began to brew you another cup, hoping that this next one would be worth some happiness out of you. the sound of footsteps behind him got louder as you came into the kitchen, catching him by surprise. he nearly dropped the hot cup of coffee he brewed for you, that still felt like a disappointment to him at the sound of your sudden arrival. he hastily greeted you a good morning, and went back to being silent again, pondering over if he was overreacting or underreacting about wanting to make you a decent coffee as a good start to your day.

"oh, m-my love, um... good morning." he mumbled, trying his hardest to sound normal, but a slight crack in his voice gave him away. he adjusted his glasses one more time, trying to hide the failed coffee attempt from you, but you went over to see what your dearest was up to, and you were amazed. you praised akaashi, complimenting him for his amazing brewing skills–but he finds it hard to believe that you'd be amazed at such painfully mediocre work. and it hurts him to think that he's looking down on your opinion involuntarily. he turns to you and hangs his head a little in shame, muttering an apology as he stares at the murky depths of the coffee he brewed for you, which he had high hopes for to turn out decently, not plainly. you were confused as to why he was apologizing, and you instead kissed his cheek, adjusting the glasses on his pretty face and smiled as you cupped his head in your hands. akaashi's face flushed a little when he noticed your smile, and he cleared his throat, asking if you'd like some coffee, planning to make another cup in his mind because this batch did not seem right enough.

"sure, keiji... is this for me?" you asked him as you looked at the coffee-filled mug you owned that was in his slightly bony hands. as if on cue, he nodded; akaashi could never lie to you, really—it was always in his nature to be true to you, in every sense of the word. he got even redder and flustered as he tried to explain why you shouldn't drink the coffee, but you couldn't really understand him and took the mug in your hands, blowing the steam off the coffee, and taking a few sips of it. you hummed in approval, smiling widely as you took in the bewitching taste of the coffee, looking into his dark blue orbs, which widened a little at the sight of your satisfied expression. "this is... perfect! keiji... you didn't spend a whole morning brewing this for me, did you?" you asked him as he got a little antsy; fidgeting with his fingers and dodging your gaze as much as he could, trying to come up with a response.

you chuckled under your breath, leaning over to kiss his cheek. akaashi felt hot all over when your luscious lips made contact with his cheekbone, brushing over his face, missing your kisses the minute you pulled away from him. he rubbed the back of his head, looking down at the mug in your hands. "but it... isn't it a little too diluted? a-a little too bitter...?" he asked you in a hushed voice. you shook your head, placing your fingers under his chin, guiding his eyes to look back up at you. "keiji, when i say it's perfect... it's already way too perfect for me to give another way to describe it. thank you, my love." you uttered before giving him another kiss, this time, on his forehead.

akaashi felt a little lighter, yet a lot more fuzzy and warm at the feeling of you praising him and kissing his cheeks. he took in the beauty of your natural look in the morning, accompanied with the brilliance of your smile—it was too much love for him to handle, yet he wants all of you anyway. "...thank you, dearest." he replied, kissing the top of your head and cracking a small smile upon his usually stoic face. that morning was a bit of a hassle for akaashi, and even though he can be stuck in the limbo of his perfectionism and overthinking... as long as you say what he does is enough, he feels enough, more than enough, already.

[emmyrosee]

Im begging for some Akaashi moments PLEASEE😭😭😨😭

THIS TOOK FAR TOO LONG IM SORRY I HOPE YOU ENJOY 🥺

——-

“Okay, keiji, pay attention.”

“Why are my keys-“

“Shush.”

Immediately, Keiji closes his mouth, looking at you curiously, blue eyes flicking between you and the three clear cups before him on the table. Under the left cup, are his car keys, trapped under the glass. The small cat keychain you got him smiles back innocently up at him, and he makes a move to open the cup and free the tiny friend from its confines. You gently bat his hand to still his movements, which he does. “Okay. Keep going,” he says patiently.

“Under these three cups, are your car keys,” you begin to explain, and instinctively, keiji’s eyes flick to the cup containing his keys; he says nothing, waiting for you to continue to explain. “I’m going to turn around, and when I do, I want you to mix up the cups a bunch of times. If I can find the cup with your keys under it, we go get a sweet treat.”

Finally, Keiji smiles in realization, chuckling and shaking his head at your antics. “Can’t I just go get you a sweet treat?” He asks.

You shrug, “I wanted to leave it up to the universe.”

He looks back down at the crystal clear cups, “the universe seems to be rigged.”

“The universe will provide for your spouse if it desires.” You press a kiss to his cheek and spin around, “okay! Mix them up.”

Keiji looks down at the cups in front of him, and there’s a though, just a thought, of taking the keys from under the cup and hiding them, but the idea of you pouting has his heart squeezing. Even if you do deserve to be messed with a little.

He grabs the left cup and slides it to the middle, moving the middle to the left. “Okay. Mixed them.”

“You mixed them enough?” You ask. “I didn’t hear a lot of shuffling.”

“You’ll just have to pick a cup and see,” he assures.

You spin back around and hum in thought, mockingly patting your chin as if to truly be thinking about which crystal clear cup his keys are under. Your hand hovers over one of the empty glasses, then the other one, before curiously grabbing the key-glass. You cheer happily and clap, and Keiji chuckles and claps with you.

“How ever did you figure it out?” He asks.

“You have a genius living under your roof,” you sigh dramatically. “You’re welcome. I’ll be sure to use my big brain for good, rather than evil.”

“Sounds good,” he hums. “Go get shoes on, you’ve earned a sweet treat, I suppose.”

He doesn’t have to tell you twice as you barrel down the hallway, leaving him to scrub his face with his hands, looking to the sky in amusement.

[moonswolfie]

Morning coffee

Akaashi x gn!reader

I thought about akaashi a lot today, actually

And after a while I thought of this (finally, I really wanted to write for him), so enjoy sleepy clingy Akaashi

hehehe first Bokuto and then Akaashi in one day, I managed to do it!!

You were preparing coffee for yourself and your boyfriend early in the morning. You don't actually have to do it today, but it sort of became routine for the first one who wakes up to make coffee for the other.

You already made yours to your liking, adding cream to Akaashi's because you knew exactly how he liked it at this point.

Suddenly, you felt a pair of arms slowly circle around you, and you let out a little yelp in surprise. You turned your head back to see Akaashi sleepily blinking at you, still in his pyjamas.

"Keiji...?" you questioned when he didn't do anything after.

"Let's go back for a bit... I want to cuddle with you..." he said, placing his head on your shoulder and gently closing his eyes.

"I'm making coffee, my love." you told him, mixing the cup of coffee with one hand and gently taking one of Akaashi's hands in the other. At that, he grumbled in discontent and you giggled quietly.

"We have holidays today. Why are you even making it?" he asked a little louder, voice raspy from not using it much yet. You laughed a little bit, looking down at the cups. "Old habits die hard."

"Well, you're about to waste two cups of perfectly good coffee." he said, lowering his head back down, voice a little muffled against your shoulder.

"And why is that?"

"Because I'm taking this rare opportunity to cuddle with you in the morning." he explained, sleepy little smirk on his face. He gently pulled you away from the coffee you were making, leading you back to the bedroom.

You didn't resist, because who would refuse cuddles from their cute sleepy boyfriend? The two of you clumsily flopped down on the unmade bed, Akaashi immediately hugging you close and voicing his content with a little hum.

"I wish we could do this more often... it's so nice..." he mumbled to himself while you couldn't stop smiling at his sleepy face. You gently stroked his back and his eyes began to close.

"I love you... sometimes I feel like... I don't tell you that enough...." he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss onto your forehead before falling asleep in your arms.

Akaashi always seems to find a way to make you wish you had holidays longer. Even if you ended up drinking your coffee cold.

[lale-txt]

❥ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒? ↳ 𝐰/ 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐚, 𝐈𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢, 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢, 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐚, 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮, 𝐁𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨 & 𝐎𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

a/n: reader is gn! back with my drabbles; i just love trying to convey a very specific mood or scene in 200 words or less, it's SO fun and challenging. i already have longer HQ fics drafted but those really help me getting a grasp of those chars (and i don't have to decide on only one boy because there's so many who have my whole heart heh). i hope you enjoy this boquet of sweets from me to you ♡ some additional thoughts at the end of this because apparently i have PLENTY ok bye

word count: 1.3k

𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐀 scoffs softly. Of course he got you flowers. He would have bought everything inside the damn florist shop if you had enough space for it in your tiny apartment. This bouquet of wildflowers must do for now; it’s so huge, it makes you vanish behind it completely when he shoves it into your hands the second you open the door for him. He can hear you laugh in surprise and that is enough for him. A few minutes later you watch him from where he sat you down on the kitchen counter, rummaging around the cabinets and searching for a vessel that can serve as a vase because the ones you have are way too small for the size of this bouquet. Under his breath he mumbles something about how you stubbornly refuse to let him buy you a house already, one with endless fields of flowers surrounding it; then he wouldn’t have to waste his time searching for a vase big enough and could just kiss you in a sea of petals. You both know that it’s only a matter of time till that happens.

𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈 doesn’t fully remember when this tradition started. Years ago, it must have been in high school, when you were down with a cold and he brought you your favorite snacks and a bundle of flowers from the conbini after school. They were nothing special, wrapped in plastic and close to wilting soon, the price tag still on, but he can never forget the ways your eyes lit up when he put them down on your bedside table. Your voice had been so hoarse that day, you barely managed to get a Thank You out, and Iwaizumi didn’t know what else to say either, so he just sat on your bed and held your hand till you dozed off again shortly after, leaving him with all those buzzing feelings inside of his chest. How many flowers has he bought you ever since, week after week? It must have been hundreds. How many times has he kissed you somewhen between bouquet 84 and 931? Countless times. He won’t stop doing either of that in this lifetime.

𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 is overthinking again. One finger rests on your doorbell, the other is nervously fidgeting with the wrapping paper. Should he have read more about the language of flowers before coming here? What if he accidentally picked some that actually say “let’s just be friends” or “I like you only mediocrely” and not “you’re the light and love of my life, and my heart has never been fuller ever since you claimed it as yours, please will you be mine forever–in this life and each one that comes after that, beloved”? His hand clenches around the bouquet and he’s one heartbeat away from turning around on the doorstep and walking back to the flower shop, when you open the door smiling, so bright that Akaashi thinks he must have walked into the burning sun. Your fingers brush over his when you reach for the flowers, and he doesn’t register the words coming out of his mouth at this moment, his mind clouded by the thought of what your future wedding bouquet will look like. He will do some research for that later tonight, after giving you a hundred kisses. 

𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀 laughs quietly when he opens his mailbox in Animal Crossing. You sent him the Hello Kitty items, including the matching hat and dress for him to wear next time you stream together, paired with a sweet love note that he immediately saves to his favorites. Needless to say that he keeps all of them. Under the thick blanket you (wearing one of his sweaters) rub your cold feet against his, and giggle next to him when you unwrap the flowers he sent you in-game. Lying on top of both of you is your cat named Apple Pie, who purrs and makes biscuits, ensuring neither of you would be able to get up anytime soon. You mentioned once how you liked the in-game flowers better than real ones, because it made you sad to see cut flowers wilt and wither over time and the pixel ones would stay like this forever–just like the two of you, hopefully. Kenma leans down to press a kiss to the side of your neck and wonders briefly how he managed to get so lucky. If he had the magic power to freeze time, he would, but until he levels up he will keep you in his arms like this for a little longer. 

𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔 is looking proud of himself when he puts your plate on the counter and nudges it towards you. The three onigiri on it are decorated with tiny edible flowers, and your loud complaints about how they’re too pretty to be eaten make him laugh. So are you, and yet he still gets to devour you night after night. You look so ravishing, taking photos of your food from every possible angle to post them on your food blog later, with your tongue poking out between your lips like it always does when you’re focused. Osamu thinks that out of every person in the whole world, he must be the luckiest of them all because only he gets to call you his. He doesn’t have it in him to tell you to hurry and eat up already, knowing there’s some things you just can’t rush–food, love. The latter he learned from you and your incredible patience, and how you molded his heart into the shape of you with time, with gentle hands and stolen kisses, till he was all yours, only yours. 

𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎 nearly drops the flowers in fist when he fumbles for his keys, his sports bag almost sliding off his shoulders, one shoe untied. It’s messy, but he can’t wait to see you. You’re probably asleep by now, sprawled out on the couch with the remote still in your hand, re-playing his game on repeat. Seeing you cry earlier because you couldn’t go to watch him play in person broke his heart a little; he simply hates seeing you upset like this (and maybe it was also on him for telling you the leftovers in the fridge were probably still good to eat). He doesn’t flick the lights on, just walks straight over to the couch, a big hand brushing strands of hair out of your sleeping face. No feeling in the world can compare to you nuzzling your face into his palm and mumbling out his name drowsily. Bokuto drops the bundle of dandelions he picked on his way home into your nearly empty water glass on the table before carefully scooping you up in his arms, carrying you back to bed. For once he’ll be the big spoon tonight, making sure you sleep safe and sound. 

𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀 insists on facetiming you, even if it’s 2AM for him and you’re still jetlagged, being back in Japan after visiting him in Argentina. By now you’ve found all the little notes he left in your luggage, hidden between your shirts, souvenirs and in your toiletry bag, but there’s still one surprise left now that you’re back home (even though home is when you’re with him, but whatever). You’re busy complaining about the horrid traffic and your shitty boss and Oikawa barely listens, mesmerized by your face and the sound of your voice, and thinking about the ring he’s gonna put on your finger soon. On his screen you look up when your doorbell rings and the camera gets a little shaky when you rise to your feet, opening the door to the delivery of a bouquet of your favorite flowers, so big you struggle to grab it with one hand. For a bit all Oikawa can see is blossoms in the brightest colors and can only hear your surprised laughter, along with some curses because how dare he be so sweet when he’s an ocean apart where you can’t kiss him right now. Soon, he’ll be there again soon.

❥ 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭…

i REALLY like old money Omi who just wants to spend all his money on you but also kinda enjoys the cramped little apartment you live in. it feels like a bit of a cave and he likes that there's only room for both of you in there

Hajime childhood friends to lovers trope my beloved. how long it must have took you both to sort out your feelings for each other, one boquet at a time

i think Akaashi would write the best love letters

Kenma bullies ugly villagers off his AC island and he's really good at terraforming and will help you out with your island (this is based on me being terrible at terraforming and giving up after ten minutes)

Osamu and you started off as enemies to lovers because you left a bad review about Onigiri Miya once and so he invited you over to prove you wrong, and you fell in love one bite at a time (i really wanna write a SMAU on this but idk if i can pull this off, so if someone wants to grab this idea let me know so i can kiss you)

LITTLE SPOON BOKUTO AGENDA 🗣️ listen just imagine snuggling against this broad back, kissing the back of his neck, his butt wiggling as he gets comfy...

Oikawa idk what to say. i love him dearly but he feels the hardest to write to me

[cr4yolaas]

the scientific method — akaashi keiji

the scientific method is a systematic routine designed for establishing facts. in truth, it’s not always foolproof, especially when it comes to the human heart.

ᡣ𐭩 akaashi keiji x reader

ᡣ𐭩 fem reader. academic rivals + lab partners to lovers. university au. angsty. perfectionist habits. unhealthy coping mechanisms. (more tags will be added as the story progresses)

ᡣ𐭩 ongoing

send an ask or dm to be added to the taglist ♥︎

taglist: @renkitsune @wyrcan @3lectraheart

chapters:

prologue

step 1: ask

step 2: research

step 3: hypothesize

step 4: experiment

step 5: analyze

epilogue