#akaashi keiji x reader coffee shop au

[levenlike11]

your lovely usual at the cafe, akaashi keiji came inside as the bell above the door announced his arrival. he kindly smiled at you and took his place in his favorite spot. he always chose that corner away from the windows and the loud chatter in the cafe, where the 3 month old little ginger kitten liked to sleep in his tiny basket. he pet the cat and took out his laptop, putting it on his legs as he was sitting on a soft cushion on the floor next to the cat, making it purr sweetly at the affection.

taking the order list with you, you made your way to him. despite the sound of your footsteps in the silent corner, he didn't hear you until you softly called out his name.

"mr. akaashi?" he turned his back and smiled.

"please, just keiji."

"alright, keiji, welcome back! it's always great to see you here, that little baby misses you." you grinned and he turned back to the cat, picking it up and touching his tiny nose.

"he's growing so fast, he won't be able to fit in my palm in a few weeks." he pouted at the small creature in his hand. he was too cute.

"do you want to order now or should i leave you guys alone?" you gestured to the cat.

"oh yeah, sorry. can i just get the usual americano? hot, please." he uttered looking up at you with a smile as bright as the sun.

"want a dessert with that? i just tried a new cheesecake recipe today!"

"if you did it, then of course i want it. i love trying your stuff." he put the sleepy cat back in his basket which caused it to meow sadly but he had to finish editing this new episode by tonight for the manga magazine.

"thank you! i'll be right back with those!" you went and brought him his coffee and cheesecake, along with an iced drink for yourself.

"i don't understand how you can drink hot coffee in the middle of july." you chuckled as you sat down near him on a different cushion, although they are pretty huge for one person. he is just a regular at the shop after all, you should probably keep your distance in case it disturbs him.

"if you really want me to, remind me to try an iced one next time." he said without turning his head, too concentrated on his work. you sipped some of your own drink as you watched him fix spelling mistakes and add little doodles or words on the pages. he looked too good to be true. how could someone appear so angelic while simply pushing buttons on their keyboard?

you first met akaashi while he was working on the new episode of your new favorite manga that started coming out recently and you couldn't help but ask if he was the writer himself. he told you he was just the editor in the magazine and let you look through the new episode a day early from everyone else, which would probably cost him his job if his boss found out. but he thought of himself as a people reader, and he just felt like he could trust you.

this became a routine for you two for the past 2 months. he would purposely wait to come until your break was nearing so that you could both prepare his drink and sit down with him afterwards. your little secret, the advantage of seeing the episodes early, wasn't one sided. you would make him try new recipes you found or came up with in exchange. it was a win-win situation so he accepted. it meant he could eat delicious treats made by the barista he started to feel flustered around, and you could get honest feedback about your cooking. him being an editor made the honest feedback part much better.

you were deep in thought, the ice in your drink long melted as you stared at him. it probably took a few calls of your name for you to snap out of it, as he seemed both worried and intrigued by your look.

"sorry, i zoned out." he smiled, "it's okay, i was just wondering if there was something on my face i couldn't see. you seemed like you were staring at me." he bit back a grin.

"i was not. your face is completely fine. very fine." you punched yourself mentally after that, but at least you managed to make the man laugh.

oh, his laugh, it made your whole day better. it was a blessing to hear. you knew it was stupid to fall for a customer at your shop who could stop coming anytime and you'd possibly never see him again if he did, but the heart wants what it wants.

"i really like it."

"the coffee or the cheesecake?" you asked, by the looks of it, he seemed to have liked both, as he finished both of them completely.

"both. the cheesecake's really nice. you should try another flavor as well. this'll become a best seller in no time." you smiled in victory, despite trying so many times and even ruining an attempt, you finally made it perfectly.

"thank you, want another slice?" he shook his head.

"need to control the sugar i eat, sorry. or else i get too greedy and empty my candy storage at home." now it was his turn to make you laugh.

"i would love to see you munching on sweets." you giggled, "are you still planning to adopt him next month?" you pointed at the cat.

"yeah, i even bought a bed already. it's too big for him now, but he'll grow into it." he petted the yawning kitten's head.

"i'll miss him after he's gone. he's my favorite too." you smiled sadly, rubbing his stomach and tickling him, which made him shake his butt funnily.

"you could always come visit him at my apartment?" akaashi suggested. seeing the surprised look on your face, he added, "if you want, of course. i could also get a carrier and bring him here with me."

"i wouldn't want you to go through the trouble. i'd like to come visit him, as long as you're comfortable." he smiled, letting go of the breath he was unintentionally holding.

"of course, you can come anytime you want."

he finally pressed send on the email to his boss with the finished manga episode and closed his laptop. "so, it's a date?" he had a little smirk he was trying to hide.

"yeah, it's a date. come back sooner, he'll miss you again." you smiled and he reached out for your hand next to him.

"i will, i'll miss you too." he squeezed your hand a bit and left after turning back to beam at you one last time, leaving you all nervous by yourself with the kitten now up and begging you for food.

[how-do-i-delete-this-acc]

your name. his lips.

pt. 2 of "a coffee shop crush" bc i ended up liking it hehe (click on the name to read :) )

akaashi keiji x reader

summary: you visit your favorite coffee shop and are pleasantly surprised to see the cute new hire working there again

a/n: im not even like an ultra akaashi person but for some reason i rly like to write abt him hehe

on a breezy saturday afternoon, you decided to walk to your favorite coffee shop for a nice drink and a quiet spot to draw

upon entering the shop, the door jingles and you notice an employee that you haven't seen in a while and smile.

"y/n-chan! its been a while! how are you? looking pretty as ever!"

"mi-chan! thanks, you're looking pretty cute too! i guess that hasn't changed. it's really been forever. i'm doing great, how are you?"

"i'm doing well! what can i get for you?"

"a medium brown sugar shaken espresso with an extra shot, please!" you chirp happily.

"coming right up." she says with a smile, writing down the order on a cup and sliding it to the side.

you thank her before heading over to a table to set down your stuff.

"brown sugar shaken with an extra shot!" a soft voice calls out.

you recognize that voice. it's the new hire.

"ah, we meet again." he says with a smile when you come to pick it up. "i guess you really do come often."

you laugh. "everyday! good to see you again, akaashi-san."

he smiles softly. "you too."

you give a small giggle. "have a nice day, akaashi-san."

his smile doesn't grow larger but it somehow gets softer and warmer. "you too, l/n-san."

you give a quick smile and turn around. as you begin to walk to your table, you can feel your cheeks warm up and a stupid grin grow on your face. you liked the way that your name sounded on his lips. you hoped that he would continue to work the hours after school so that you would be able to hear him say your name again and again.

[sneezefiction]

“caution: you are very hot”

Akaashi x Reader - Scenario

a/n: love me some akaashi... especially when he’s serving up coffee and good looks >u<

warnings: none, read freely!

wc: 1380

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Sure you like the coffee. And the atmosphere of clinking cups, fairy lights, and soft cloth chairs have always helped you study. But if we're being entirely honest, you know you're only there to stare at the cute barista every Saturday at the local Fukurōdani coffee shop.

Akaashi Keiji didn’t share many classes with you, at most you saw him in the library or in the white-tiled school halls after lunch. This didn’t allow for much, if any, interaction with the ember-black haired boy you were so desperately curious about.

I mean come on!  Who wouldn't want to get to know such cute and thoughtful guy like him?  You think to yourself, hopping into your car for a long Saturday of grocery shopping and errand running. About halfway through the day, you begin to crave some sort of caffeine. It couldn't hurt to spend a little money on a quick coffee... and the cafe isn't too far from here. You've quickly convinced yourself and start heading toward the coffee haven.

You'd never visited the Fukurōdani coffee outlet on the weekends, usually saving your coffee visits for when you needed a pick-me-up after a long day of school, but your brain really needs to stay awake right now, so it would be worth it.

It came as a great surprise to you when, on this warm Saturday afternoon, you look up to see Akaashi Keiji dressed in a spiffy, clean barista uniform. A light blue apron that of course complimented his deep blue eyes. The apron being paired with a light grey cap, where his hair swooped slightly around the edges.

So this volleyball playing, academically gifted, and, quite frankly, beautiful boy actually still has time for a job? You wonder to yourself, cheeks growing a bit warm at the conundrum ahead of you.

You wonder if you should leave... but you're already here, you need a coffee, and you have one chance to interact with the boy you've been crushing over for months now.

So you stand your ground, approaching the counter. 

Suddenly, your nerves begin to get the best of you. You're not really one for unexpected interactions, so naturally, you forget how to speak. Your mind simply refuses to allow you to make verbal noises.

So you improvise, smiling shyly and decide to point at a specific coffee on the menu, not really even noting what you were ordering.

Akaashi, being Akaashi, tilted his head a little but immediately read into your discomfort and sent a small smile back, only asking for your card and the size of the drink you wanted. Thank God he's a mind reader.

You finally managed to get out, “I'd love a medium please,” Your flustered, pink face not representing the "put-together" presentation you wish you had. This was all honestly pretty uncharacteristic for you, but you can’t seem to get your words out easily today and the midday slump was really getting to your brain. You made up for the odd interaction with a small “Thank you,” and a slight bow, getting away from the coffee bar as quickly as possible without seeming more strange.

As you sat down to replay the awkwardness you’d just experienced, you failed to notice the taller male gazing over at you, pondering the interaction. Did I do that? He asks himself, smirking slightly at the thought. 

Though Akaashi is attractive, incredibly caring, and far more thoughtful than a majority of 2nd years, his more introverted, private personality isn't the most magnetic. Usually being overshadowed by his social-butterfly counterpart, Bokuto, he hasn't hit it off with the ladies as often as one might expect. Being the object of attention doesn't feel too bad, he concludes, his mind wandering back over to you.

Truthfully, he’d seen you around a few times before. He knew your name and had heard come up in conversation several times. You would even smile over at him on occasion, which definitely brought him out of his thoughts seeing something that sweet directed toward him. Unfortunately, your friend circles never seemed to interact and he isn’t the type to initiate a conversation with someone he hasn’t fully analyzed yet. That will have to change, he resolves.

This interaction seemed to fully pivot his interest toward you and he decides to pay more attention to you and your brain from now on.

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Fortunately, your weird interaction didn’t faze you for long, and needless to say you began to stop by the coffee shop far more often on the weekend.

After a few months, you’d made yourself a regular. You, sitting at your usual corner table with a hot latte and laptop in front of you, catch yourself staring again at the thought-provoking boy again.

Glancing around, you can only hope no one noticed you fazing out in his direction.

Agh, I can’t believe I keep doing this. He’s definitely going to see me and call me out at some point. Is this creepy?

You sigh, continuing to type away at a rather boring English essay, but occasionally peering over your shoulder just to catch a glimpse of his athletic figure and dark blue eyes.

What you don’t realize is that he’s been doing the same to you. Akaashi studies you, your gaze, and any oddities in your behavior. How you react differently to him handing you a coffee over one of his coworkers. How you fidget with your hands and bite your lip when you approach the counter. He picks up on your glances and the way you flick your lovely, (h/c) hair over your shoulder in the middle of an assignment.

Your visits to the coffee shop gave him a chance to do what he does best. Observe and understand.

After a couple more hours, you check the time on your phone. As much as you might like to, there’s no way you could stay here all day, so you begin to pack up your bags, collecting folders and zipping up pens into their rightful places.

As you’re about to head out, you remember the number of errands you’ve got to run and decide on one more cup of coffee to go.

As he notices you approaching the counter, Akaashi decides to try something new.

He’d been thinking about you for some time and he’d be lying if he said you weren’t interesting. It also helped that you had a pair of beautifully inquisitive (e/c) eyes and a smile that could make him do a double-take.

So in the process of observing you, he might have actually caught some feelings for you. But he would be damned if he didn’t share them with you in a smooth way.

You reach the white marble counter, eyes running up the wall of mugs to your right, then over to the subway tiles behind the espresso machines in the back, avoiding eye-contact for as long as possible.

He approaches the counter with a slight smirk but softens his gaze when he meets your eyes. Your heart flutters, like always, but you try to continue with your order.

“Um, hi,” you smile sweetly and Akaashi mentally swoons, “I would love a small vanilla latte to go please.”

“Will that be all for you?” He asks as you hand him your card, ‘accidentally’ brushing your fingers.

“Yep, that’s it!” You reply quickly, unable to get rid of the light tint on your cheeks.

Akaashi gets to work on your coffee, but before handing it to you he writes just a little extra on the side of the cup.

You take the to-go mug, thanking him as you make your way out.

Looking down, you study the cup noticing something is off about the warning…

CAUTION: the contents you are about to consume are VERY HOT

He also managed to write his number right next to it with a heart beside it.

You stand in front of the exit, face going from pink to bright red very quickly.

Turning around, you meet his eyes. He shoots you a smile and WOW your heart bursts into flames. He just waves and then goes back to attending the espresso machine.

You send him your own wide, but embarrassed smile, leaving the coffee shop with quite a bit of confusion and a whole lot of butterflies, adding his number to your phone.

Your near future will be full of many more coffee excursions, but this time Akaashi can observe from up close and not behind the counter.

[write-like-you-mean-it]

Glass is a Fickle Item: Haikyuu Coffee Shop AU

Only two days into the tournament and our little staff was starting to get an understanding of when the crowds would storm No Doze. The high school students and working class folks would come in the morning or mid afternoon after class had ended. Teachers would follow within the next hour. This has been the schedule ever since Carrie opened this Café three years ago. 

Harper, a new teenage hire, had gone to the tournament to get to a schedule of games after the first day of a huge rush. We hung the schedule in the break room; not to tell us when the games were but when there were breaks. Volleyball fanatics flooded to local businesses whenever there was more than 10 minutes in-between major games. 

Today was going to be a busy day because there were long pauses between the main matches. This caused a lot of our glassware to be left out on tables, in the hands of guests, or sitting next to those who have been done for an hour. 

“You really should go pick up some of our glasses,” called Carrie from the frothier machine. Harper was watching over her to learn how to make the drinks. “Harper can take cash until you get back.”

I sigh. Busy days combined with sports fans make a bad combination. One wrong game and they have lost all their self-control. Yelling at baristas became an occupational hazard; especially whenever you tried to take empty cups from them. 

A few of the customers force their empty cups onto my platter. It was starting to become a pile of dirty dishes that would need to be cleaned quickly. A sigh escaped my lips before I went to the back corner of the café. A few friends were talking with plastic cups held up to their lips. One guy was chugging his drink while actively scrolling through his phone. The last guy sat in the corner with his laptop open and a cup sitting on the edge of the table. 

As much as I don’t normally bother with customers when they are working, our lack of dishware was concerning. “Sir, are you done with your drink,” I ask the man typing on his computer. He stops for a moment and looks up at me. 

“Yes I am,” he said without looking up from his computer. “I should have brought it up sooner. I’m sorry.” His fingers didn’t leave the keyboard as he spoke. 

I picked up the glass and balanced it against the rest of the perched dishes. “It’s alright sir,” I say. “You seem busy. I’m sorry for bothering you.”

For a moment, his fingers stop typing to look up at me. His face seemed expressionless; yet, there was some element of observation. “You shouldn’t be sorry about doing your job.” A smile crossed his face which I mirrored. It was as if I was betwixt into his pull. Part of me wanted to find more reasons to talk with him but the weight on my hand was getting too much. I was about to go back to my gathering of porcelain when a loud noise echoed across the small café.  

“Akaashi!” called someone from the door. Both the man and mine attention was dragged to the bolstering white-haired guy in his volleyball uniform. “You left the stadium?”

A sigh left the lips of the man as he shut his laptop. “Kotaro, I thought we talked about this. I was to meet you here after you got done with your game.”

“But Akaashi, I wanted you to interview the rest of my teammates.” The wandering eyes of people had dispersed as the player finally calmed down his voice. I stepped back to give the two space to talk. I was going to take this as my cue to get back behind the bar until I was held captive in his eyes. “Oh, I see what happened. Why did you tell me that you got a girlfriend.”

“Oh no-”

“We’re not-” Our sentences were mixed with each other as we both tried to explain the situation. 

“I’m just the waitress at this cafe,” I say as I finally get over my initial stuttering. “I was picking up his drink. That’s all.”

A smirk fell upon the player’s lips. “That’s all huh.” We both nod our heads.

“Yes, Bokuto,” said Akaashi. His voice was a firm, authoritarian one that made my heart skip a small beat. “That’s all that happened.” 

Bokuto looked between us and shrugged his shoulders. “Okay.’ Then you would be against me getting her number.” The two men locked eyes. It was a stalemate between these two friends. Who was going to give up their facade first. “You would be okay with that, right Akaashi?” 

The writer held his impassive face. The only time he broke was when he turned back to the closed laptop on the table. All of us were at a deadlock for who would speak first. I decided it was my turn. “I need to get back to the bar. These dishes are getting heavy, after all.” 

I take a step back before hitting a person that stood up behind me. My balance was thrown off and I started tumbling towards the table of two men. Akaashi was the first one to react. His hands held onto the tray’s base as he picked up the tray before it was a shattered mess on the floor. 

As we held the tray in between our hands, our eyes locked on each other. I could feel the breath leave my lungs as I could see a mix of fear along with adrenaline deep within the blank look. 

“I’m so sorry,” said the disembodied voice behind me. I was too consumed to think about the person I collided with. 

“Are you okay?” Akaashi asked. “That could’ve been a terrible trip.”

My whole body felt like the thermostat was turned up to the hottest setting or I’d been in the sun too much. “Y-yeah,” I said while taking back the tray. “I’m alright. Thank you for that.” As much as I wanted to walk away from the situation, my legs wouldn’t allow me. 

A chuckle turned our attention away from each other. “Seems like the universe wants you two to be together too.” 

“Bokuto,” hisses Akaashi. “Cut it out.”

“Awe, is Akaashi nervous?” teases the owl. 

Our eyes meet one more time before both of us turn away. If I wasn’t too busy with hiding my own burning face, I would have seen the blush still on his. Without saying a word, I walk to the bar. I wasn’t about to go back out with those two still here. 

‘I’m taking a small break, Carrie,” I call while setting down the dishes in the sink. I had to get out of the situation or either of them would realize how loud my heart was beating or how on fire my skin felt. 

I walked back to the bathroom except a hand held onto my shoulder. I turned back to see it was Akaashi once again. “Ignore him,” said the man. “Bokuto means well. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“I promise that I’m alright. Thank you for checking on me.” Again, I stood there unable to move. It was as if he was my medusa. “I-I was wondering if I could give you my number.” The words were out of my mouth before my mind could process them. “That is if you’re single or want my number.”

“Yes.” His response was quick. Almost too quick. He pulled out his phone and gave it to me. “I’d love to keep in touch with you.”

I take his phone and put my number in it. By my name, I put a pink heart as a reminder of who I am. As soon as he got his phone back, he was texting someone. My phone buzzed in my pocket.

“Hey, Akaashi, did you get your number or do I have to make you jealous again?” said the volleyball player from a table next to us. Akaashi turned his attention to his friend. 

“No. I got her number. Now let’s get back so I can interview whoever on your team. Didn’t you say the Miya twins were finally reunited. I may want to get Otsumu’s view on his new recipe.”

Bokuto sighed before following his friend. “At least promise me that you’ll take her somewhere nice before I have to go to the next tournament. Sometimes you get a little too much into your work.”

Akaashi raised his hand as if to do a scout’s honor. “I promise to take her to dinner. Now let’s get out of here. I’ve been embarrassed a little too much today.” He practically had to drag his friend out of the café. Still, my heart would not stop beating with adrenaline for the rest of the day.

Haikyuu Masterlist

(This series is a choose your own adventure. Pick your favorite man or all of them. I will try to make as many of them as possible with continuations. So far, there is Oikawa, Sugawara, Tuskishima, Kageyama, Hinata, and Akaashi. If you have a suggestion or comment, please message me!!)

[sukunoon]

— HAIKYUU

꒰ UNTITLED꒱ h. shoyo x fem!reader

neighbors to lovers; the loud ball of sunshine living in the apartment next to you seemed annoying at first, then you got to know him. 3k+

꒰ UNTITLED꒱ k. tobio x fem!reader

only one bed, business AU!; after checking into the hotel he was forced to share with you, he couldn’t believe his boss booked you and him a room with one bed. 1k+

꒰ SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN ꒱ o. tooru x fem!reader

the game seven minutes in heaven was always something oikawa wanted to play with you, just to see what would happen when him and his crush since junior high were stuck in a small closet together. 2k>

꒰UNTITLED ꒱ o. tooru x fem!reader

office!AU; oikawa was the one everyone lady talked about in the office, he was the lady killer that never approached any of them first. so when you start working in the same cubical as him, the rest of the ladies can’t help but be jealous when he talks to you first. 4k>

꒰ UNTITLED꒱ k. tetsurou x fem!reader

it was a good idea at first, going to the same college party where he’d met you a year after you had broken up. but that idea ended up digging him his own grave as he saw you at the same seat where he first laid his eyes on you. 3k+

꒰ VOGUE ꒱ k. kozume x fem!reader

model!AU; he was never really the type to have the most confidence, so what does he do when his best friend, kuroo tetsurou, asks him to be a model on the cover of vogue magazine which requires the confidence he doesn’t have? 5k+

꒰ A DANDELION SHAPED HEART ꒱ b. kotarou x fem!reader

bokuto is flooded with memories of the good old days as he approaches the restaurant where his date sat waiting for him. 3k>

꒰ HIS WEDDING DAY ꒱ b. kotarou x fem!reader

anyone could tell what kotarou was feeling the day of the wedding, nervousness, anxiety. from a mile away it was obvious, he was nervous about seeing the love of his life in her wedding gown for the first time and last time. 1k>

꒰ PERFECT STRANGERS ꒱ a. keiji x fem!reader

coffee shop!AU; the small coffee shop on the corner of the street was your favorite place to be. even as a perfect stranger started frequenting the small business, it became an even better place to be. 2k+

꒰ RED LIPS ꒱ a. keiji x fem!reader

akaashi never felt the need to drink alcohol, at least until he got into his later years of college where one of the most hyped up things was getting drunk. 5k+

꒰ MISSION 0625 ꒱ s. rintarou x fem!reader

assasin!AU; fox is given a dawtining task, to destroy the mafia, mission 0625. but unlike his usual jobs where he goes in solo, he’s forced to be with a partner, you, a novice assassin. 2k+

chapter two of my heart on fire series!

꒰ UNTITLED ꒱ s. rintarou x fem!reader

it wasn’t that you didn’t trust your boyfriend, you were just curious why he purposefully didn’t take his phone to the bathroom with him. 1k>

꒰ HIS EYES ꒱ k. shinsuke x fem!reader

songfic based on the song behind those hazel eyes by kelly clarkson; kita never wanted to get into that agruement with you, at least not to the point where you start living at your best friend, miya atsumu’s house. 5k+

— BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA

꒰ SECRETS SONGS ꒱ b. katsuki x fem!reader

band!AU; bakugou katsuki and the rest of his band were known all over the country for their music, so what happens when the manager of this well-known band confides in you, a big time songwriter, when the band breaks up? 5k+

꒰ STRAWBERRY POCKY ꒱ b. katsuki x fem!reader

kaminari decided to bring pocky to the bakusquad’s sleepover. 1k+

꒰ ANYTHING FOR YOU ꒱ s.tomura x gn!reader

after the hardships of finding out the guy you love is in love with someone else, you turn to none other than the league of villains for comfort you never thought you’d get from a group of socios. 1k>

꒰ NIGHTTIME SHENANIGANS ꒱ t. touya x fem!reader

it had been a long time since he took you out on a proper date, well tonight was the end of that no date streak in your relationship. 1k+

꒰ UNTITLED ꒱ t. enji x fem!reader

enji has tried to turn his life around for the better, so maybe meeting you would make it all the more better. 2k+

꒰ BREAK ꒱ t. yagi x fem!reader

after years of being on a “break”, he finally finds you again in hopes of regaining that relationship you two had lost so long ago. 2k+

— JUJUTSU KAISEN

꒰ BLUEBERRY NOTE ꒱ f. megumi x fem!reader

a question rang through your head each night, it was a question you couldn’t answer no matter how hard you tried. why would he leave a blueberry note in your locker and never look back? 2k+

꒰ TRUTH OR DARE ꒱ g. satoru x fem!reader x n. kento

gojo knew what he was doing by suggesting the game of truth or dare in the same room as nanami kento. 3k+

꒰ CATCHING HIM STARING AT YOUR LIPS ꒱ jjk edition

who knew catching him staring at your lips would turn into something more.

꒰ JUST ONE DANCE ꒱ sukuna x fem!reader

itadori yuuji just wanted to dance with you, but as soon as the thought entered his mind sukuna had a much different idea planned. 1k+

— TOKYO REVENGERS

꒰ MIDNIGHT CALLS ꒱ draken x fem!reader

you just needed some comfort before you went to sleep, so you certainly didn’t expect him to come knocking on your window at midnight. 1k>

— KIMETSU NO YAIBA

none yet!

— GENSHIN IMPACT

꒰ UNTITLED ꒱diluc x fem!reader

mutual pining; everyone in monstadt notices his curious glances towards you, the small smile that appears on his lips when he speaks with you. everyone notices, except you and him. 2k+

— OBEY ME

꒰ UNORDINARY ꒱ lucifer x fem!reader

lucifer realizes something has been going on the past few days, you were off. it was unordinary for you to be so quiet, and he was going to get to the bottom of the cause of your behavior. 1k>

꒰ SHOWER THOUGHTS ꒱ satan x fem!reader

satan gets usually cuddly after showers, it’s the one time he feels comfortable effort to let go of his know it all facade he puts on in front of his brothers. he feels comfortable with you. 1k>

꒰ UNTITLED ꒱ satan x fem!reader

sickfic; he choose to stay with you while you were sick despite the risk of him getting sick. 1k

— UNKNOWN

꒰ FIRST KISSES ꒱ unknown x gn!reader

your first kiss with him with always be a happy little memory in the back of your mind. 1k>

꒰ YELLOW ꒱ unknown x fem!reader

songfic based on the song yellow by coldplay, to be determined.

[hopeatnight]

- coffee on a rainy day

akaashi keiji x female reader meet-cute coffee shop au 

note: hi.  (^０^)ノthis is my first attempt at writing a “story” (or one of my first attempts at writing overall), also english is not my first language, so pls don`t come for me (highly doubt anyone will read this, anyways, heh). also, i think i want to continue the story and see where it goes, so this is possible a part one. anyways, have a nice day! <333

you straighten yourself up for what seems like the tenth time, pull yourself together, and walk inside the coffee shop. 

you stand beside the door and take in the surroundings. it`s quiet and not too crowded. just how you like it.  

you feel the insides of your palms start to sweat. your nerves are warming up for their usual grand appearance, you thought. the fight-or-flight response. they do this almost every time you`re out by yourself.

“you need to venture a little outside of your comfort zone. besides, this is what you`ve been planning to do for weeks, right?”, you remind yourself. the pitter-patter sound of rain falling outside the shop blocked out any attempt of overthinking.

almost speed walking a little, you finally walk up to the cashier to place your order. this time you decided you wanted to be a bit bolder and choose something out of the ordinary.

after weighing your options for a few too many seconds, you’ve decided. this time, it’s gonna be the matcha vanilla ice latte (but with lactose-free milk, of course. you did not come to this cute coffee shop only to leave with an upset stomach). after placing your order, you step aside as the barista greets the person behind you.

you`re occupied with your thoughts and trying to not seem like the nervous mess that you are. as you are waiting for your drink, you hear a voice coming from beside you. “you made a good choice. you won’t regret buying that.” 

you turn to your left, where the voice came from, and it suddenly felt like time stood still.

wow, he`s gorgeous, you thought to yourself.

quickly, regaining focus, you lower your gaze, bringing just a touch of a sheepish smile to the corners of your lips. “that’s a relief. if I had a dollar for every time I tried a new drink and did not like it, I wouldn’t exactly be a millionaire, but I would be closer than I am now.”

you turn your face slighly to the side, to hide the sign of blood rushing to your cheeks out of embarassment. oh, how you wish you could simply disappear. 

you`re interrupted and dragged back into reality by the sound of a chuckle coming from in front of you. you turn to look back at the boy from just a few seconds ago and notice that he`s laughing. at you. 

you made him laugh.

you made the pretty, stranger boy laugh.

[natsuyuki-w]

All of the fics are not mine!

headcanons

⁕ haikyuu boys as unintentionally flustering things | suna, iwaizumi, matsukawa, osamu, atsumu, semi, akaashi, bokuto, kageyama, sakusa, sugawara, hanamaki, tanaka, ushijima, konoha | by elysianslove ⁕ haikyuu!! boys when you make the first move | suna, iwaizumi, akaashi | by ufo-ikawa ⁕ haikyuu boys who would fall for someone with dimples | osamu, suga, hinata, oikawa | by hvnlydmn ⁕ pretty setter squad reacting to: first kisses | atsumu, kageyama, suga, kenma, semi, akaashi | by thehangetimes

fanfiction (sfw)

akaashi keiji ⁕ a seaword spark (serie) | merman akaashi x fem!reader | by afyrian ⁕ apple juice | sober at a party | by volleychumps ⁕ book of you | sharing clothes | by tsuhika ⁕ cafe wonders | time-skip akaashi x fem!reader | by peakgenko ⁕ day and night | time skip insecure akaashi | by imaginethathaikyuu ⁕ domestic interludes | talks, fem!reader | by amjustagirl ⁕ draw the line | time-skip akaashi x mangaka reader | by dimplesum ⁕ falling in love | nekoma manager fem!reader | by t0wnspersonb ⁕ finding you | lost in the woods | by volleychumps ⁕ first pages | christmas, post time skip akaashi x fem!reader | by hqboysruinedmylife

⁕ if i kiss you right now | i won't be able to stop | by shouyouwrites ⁕ intoxicated | collage au, slightly suggestive | by megumidulce ⁕ love, punctuade | collage au, friends to lover | by voxamcris ⁕ more than a haircut | time-skip akaashi x hairdresser reader | by bigchaosenergy ⁕ see you | nothing really, just life (cit.) | by birdsaredinosagenda ⁕ sleep over? please. | couple talks and cuddles | by megumidulce ⁕ stars that come in paris | perfect imperfect relationship | by kythed ⁕ stuck with you | slow burn, slightly suggestive, fem!reader | by cafemiya (currently their blog is cafeoikawa but aren't writing anymore) ⁕ the moon and all its stars | fantasy au | by bokutosvoid ⁕ the tiny library project | collage au, fem!reader | by cupofmiko ⁕ unknown waters | fake dating, f!reader | by cupofmiko ⁕ write for you (list) | oblivious/mutual pining, writer f!reader | by quirrrky

bokuto koutaro ⁕ struck by you | collage au, f!reader | by kodaiki

oikawa tooru ⁕ almost | angst, almost together | by azucanela ⁕ brew-tiful | coffee shop au, oblivious reader | by kodaiki ⁕ let's fall in love for the night | exes to lovers | by dimplesum ⁕ found | neighbors au, stargazing | by megumidulce ⁕ oikawa with an insecure friend | insecurities | by daichibrainrot (can't find if they have a blog now, message me if you know) ⁕ on the go | kiki's delivery service au, baker reader | by dimplesum ⁕ what happen in vegas | i like you but we can't, mild angst | by azucanela

atsumu miya ⁕ a place to call home | friends to lover, vacation, pretending couple | by sleepysonia (can't find her new blog anymore, message me if you know) ⁕ how to paint the sun | historical eu, nudity (is not really nsfw) | by voxamcris ⁕ the good side | msby atsumu x photographer reader | by tsuhika ⁕ untouchable (list) | msby atsumu | by megumidulce

suna rintaro ⁕ an unlikely duo | hockey player suna x figure skater fem!reader | by astyrial ⁕ hold me close | friends with benefits, alchool, suggestive | by dimplesum ⁕ the moments we capture | photographer suna and f!reader | by sunamour

osamu miya ⁕ foodie | mutual interest for food, mild nsfw at the end | by volleychumps ⁕ home | pre time-skip, collage au, homesickness | by dimplesum ⁕ ogling over onigiri | timeskip osamu x fem!reader| by astyrial ⁕ you wanna pizza me? | pizze delivery boy osamu x f!reader | by kotarotea

semi eita ⁕ a conversation about music | date | by marilags

kuroo tetsuro ⁕ regular order | coffeeshop au, barista kuroo | by hajimine

various ⁕ cuddles | nekoma x manager reader, platonic | by volleychumps ⁕ feathery ink (pt 1) | karasuno manager | by sunfish-studies

fanfiction (nsfw)

semi eita ⁕ the contract girlfriend | musician semi, fake date, fem!reader | by seita

atsumu miya ⁕ tis damn season | exes to lovers, f!reader | by imaginethathaikyuu

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[lou-struck]

Tired Eyes and Locked Doors

Akaashi x Reader (College AU)

-Hiding from an uninvited guest at a house party leads to you spending time with someone new.

TW: mentions of stalking and r/nice guy behavior

1200+ Words

It’s only 11. The party has just begun, but the heat is getting to you. There are too many people in your tiny apartment. Normally, having your friends over for a kickback wouldn’t be the worst thing ever, but your roommate got ahead of herself and invited too many people in hopes that her crush would show up. Her plan worked… For her at least.

She’s probably in the kitchen without a care in the world flirting with the guy in her sociology class over a game of Beer Pong.

She’s probably tipsy already, but you know that drinking anywhere near him is a bad idea.

She’s probably blissfully unaware of the Trojan horse that she just let into your city walls.

The aforementioned Trojan Horse was an unwanted guest, a guy from campus who you met in a coffee shop a few weeks ago. He made you feel extremely uncomfortable and after the date was over you chose to cut him off. He did not take this lightly, choosing to follow you around campus and spam your phone with messages till you had to block him.

It’s been an hour and you know he’s still here. You can sense him. You thought breaking it off with him meant that you wouldn’t have to come into contact with him anymore, but here you are; feeling his eye bore through the back of your head while looking like a kicked puppy.

You’re feeling uncomfortable, you walk to your room In the back and lock the door, it doesn’t take long for hot tears of frustration to start peaking out from the corners of your eyelashes as you sink to the floor sliding down the wall.

Suddenly, the running water from your washroom reaches your ears. Apparently, you are not alone. The door slowly opens only for it to be Keiji Akaashi, the quiet and absolutely gorgeous Keiji Akaashi. You had no idea that crappy house parties were his thing. You never expected to see him here, in your room.

He clears his throat, “Y/n, sorry for being so intrusive. Someone was talking a while in the bathroom and I needed to go somewhere quiet to cool off…” he trails off looking at your distressed features.

He walks over to you and slowly crouches next to you as you hurry to wipe your tears in a last-ditch effort to save face.

“What’s wrong?” He asks softly, placing a hand on your shoulder, its coolness feeling like a salve on your hot skin.

“There are too many people here.” You say quietly, trying to convince yourself that claustrophobia is the real reason why you are upset.

Ever the diligent observer, Akaashi can tell that it’s more than that but doesn’t want to make you feel more uncomfortable than you already do. He clears his throat, meeting your downcast eyes with his blue-gray ones.

“Would you like me to leave? If there are too many people I can get some of my friends to clear out?”

Fewer people mean that your uninvited guest has more time to get you alone, and that is the last thing you want. In a panic, you grab his hand before he pulls away.

“No, that’s not it….” you trail off after realizing you’re still holding his hand. “I’m sorry Akaashi, “you say quickly, letting go of his hand.

“I don’t mind it Y/n, but would you tell me why you were crying?” He asks, helping you from the floor.

“I will, “you reply, moving over to your bed while you invite him to join you with a little pat on the comforter. You tell him about your current situation and he nods along, making sure that you are feeling supported. A flash of anger is seen on his face but it quickly turns to sympathy as you continue. As you finish you feel that a heavy weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

“I see. Then, in that case, would you like some company while you wait for everyone to leave?” He asks with a small, hopeful smile.

“I would like that very much, Akaashi.”

You can call me Keiji if you’d like.” he says, a hint of shyness in his eyes. He is remarkably good at staying composed, but you can see the tips of his ears turning a shade of light pink.

“Well then Keiji, I would really like it if you stayed in here for a while,” you smile at him, feeling rather pleased with how your evening is turning out as the party rages on outside your door.

The two of you end up eating some snacks you keep hidden under your bed while watching an anime on your laptop quietly chatting about your lives before college. He tells you about volleyball, books, and his friend Bokuto while you tell him about your own life and what you plan on doing when you graduate. It’s comfortable in here and for the first time in a while, you feel safe.

An hour or two later, the door to your bedroom begins to jiggle, followed by a few knocks. You go to get up, but Keiji stops you. “I’ll get the door,” He says, standing and creaking the door open just a bit.

Suddenly his demeanor changes, he tenses up and gets a cold gleam in his eyes. “You should leave,” he says flatly to the person at your door.

Realizing that it’s him, you feel sick to your stomach. Shakily you move to stand on your own two legs, ready to end the nightmare that is him.

Not expecting to see another guy in the room with you, he steps back spitting profanities at you very loudly exclaiming how you led him on.

“And who are you supposed to be? Her boyfriend? Don’t waste your time with this one. She just likes to lead nice guys like me on and move on to the next,” He, spits stepping towards you only to be stopped by Keiji’s arm.

“So what if I am, unlike you she wants me here and the only thing you are doing is showing everyone here how nice you are, get out of here before you embarrass yourself further,” Keiji says with a voice that is so strong and cold that you almost want to back up. It works, and he leaves for good and the two of you close your door once again to hide from the nosy party goers.

“Thank you Keiji!” you exclaim happily, wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug. Before freezing up. Your face heating up in embarrassment.

He, however, returns your embrace with one on his own, hoping that you two can make a habit of doing this often. “Y/n, maybe I should come by more often, you know, just to make sure he stays away?”

“Yes!” you say a bit too excitedly. “Yes, I think that… that we should. Maybe go out for coffee too… Just to be safe.”

A while later, Akaashi loads up his drunk friends in his car, ready to drive them home, smiling to himself as he drives, thinking about the date you guys have planned later the next day.

[dinosaurtsukki]

twenty shots of espresso | a barista!kageyama x gn!reader fanfic

pairing: barista!kageyama x gn!reader

word count: 3.8k words

contains: coffeeshop au kinda fluff, shy kageyama, y/n ordering weird drinks, university au, akaashi keiji as a store manager

summary: on kageyama’s first day as a barista, he encounters you, a very tired student, who ends up ordering twenty shots of espresso. he doesn’t know what to do except deliver

a/n: i wanted to write some fluff and i was inspired by that tumblr post about starbucks baristas encountering customers with really bizarre orders. also i love shy and confused kageyama UwU

“and that’s pretty much all you need to know,” akaashi, the current manager of the on-campus, student-run cafe ‘beanies,’ and kageyama’s new boss, said after wiping his hands on a paper towel. 

“always keep an eye on the register. refill the coffee beans regularly. if you think that there’s enough ice, there’s probably not enough ice,” kageyama recited the most poignant pieces of information akaashi gave him.

“good, you’re all set,” akaashi gave a small smile of encouragement. “sorry to leave you alone on your first day but unfortunately, my groupmates need some kind of adult supervision for them to actually do something,” he rolled his eyes as he removed his apron and cap before hanging them neatly in the employees only room.

“it’s fine,” kageyama shrugged one shoulder. he was pretty confident in his ability to remember things and follow instructions and (hopefully) not panic, though, not as confident when it came to having to ‘greet the customers warmly’. ‘i hope that doesn’t matter too much. especially when it comes to getting tips,’ he thought as akaashi returned with his backpack.

“well, i’m off. if anyone asks for a manager just say you’re the manager,” he said, waving once before leaving the cafe.

luckily for kageyama, his first ever shift was during that two-hour downtime in the late morning when everyone was still either in class or actually going someplace to eat. the few customers who came in just ordered iced americanos or a slice of cake. ‘i could actually get used to this,’ kageyama thought as he washed the knife he used to slice cake.

but of course, that’s exactly when things tend to go awry.

“welcome to beanies. may i have your order?” kageyama asked, looking down at the cash register machine, partly because he still didn’t know how to interact with customers and partly because he just wanted to type up their order quickly.

“twenty shots of espresso.”

“alright. twenty sh-- what?” kageyama looked up in surprise as the order actually registered in his brain. he expected that the customer ordering what was probably satan’s regular starbucks order would look like a denizen of hell. or maybe, someone with a smirk on their face and probably a phone held up for some tiktok trend that kageyama didn’t know about but probably involved pranking baristas. instead, he was faced with what appeared to be a very tired, very haggard looking student. your hair was a mess and sticking up in all sorts of angles that kageyama didn’t even know hair could do, as if you had just rolled out of bed and jumped straight into a roller-coaster. in addition, he was ninety-percent sure that you were wearing a hoodie over your pajamas. 

whatever it was, kageyama was very unprepared for this. nothing in the employee manual or akaashi’s short training session included having to deal with customers who ordered twenty shots of espresso. kageyama was just going to have to wing this.

“ma’am/sir, twenty shots of espresso would be extremely expensive.”

“i’ve been locked in my room for three days eating nothing but microwaved chicken nuggets,” you rasped. “i happen to have enough money for it. that should all fit in the regular-sized cup, right?” 

“mathematically, yes,” kageyama slowly. “but i highly don’t recommend it. the taste would just be...”

“awful. i am aware,” you nodded. kageyama struggled with trying to remain calm or unshaken by this customer who was more than likely not human. although, the expression on your face suggested that you were unshaken. 

“the... health concerns. and twenty shots of espresso are going to take ages to make,” he said, trying to make one final attempt at dissuading you.

“i’ve got time,” you smiled. “and if another customer comes in, feel free to make their drink first.”

“but… but… alright.”

kageyama had no other excuses to give. resigned, he picked up a regular cup and wrote twenty shots on the side before stating how much your drink would cost. you paid for it all in full and waited patiently by the side of the counter as kageyama prepared your drink. the hardest part about the drink was the terribly long waiting time while the cup was filling up with the super-concentrated coffee that was meant to be consumed one or two shots at a time. during those waiting times, kageyama tried to work out exactly how deadly twenty shots of espresso was.

‘the last time i drank two espresso shots i accidentally served a ball into the ceiling, yelled at a vending machine, yelled at a lamp post for being ‘too bright’ and crashed two hours later by sleeping on a bench. in what world would they need that much caffeine?’ his thoughts raced.

finally, he had a pretty full cup of twenty espresso shots. with careful hands, he handed the cup to you and you smiled gratefully when you accepted it. 

“um, enjoy?” he said, phrasing it as more of a question.

“oh, thank god,” you sighed with relief as you accepted the cup from him, like a mother holding their newly-born child. 

 “wouldn’t you like some milk or sugar added to that?” kageyama nervously asked. just smelling the twenty espresso shots made his heart palpitate and his taste buds sweat. “maybe some steamed milk? it’s on the house,” he added, hoping that it would sway you. 

you chuckled and went over to the add-ons table. kageyama prayed you would add something like a few packs of sugar at least. instead, you added three packets of cinnamon into your monstrosity of an espresso drink. he watched with undisguised horror on his face as you brought the cup to your mouth and took a long drink from it.

“ahhh, that hits multiple spots,” you sighed, licking your lips. “oh, almost forgot,” you scurried back to the counter with your cup. kageyama didn’t even know what to expect from you at this point but blinked in surprise when he saw you slip a few bills into the tip box. “thanks for the coffee,” you smiled, as if you hadn’t just downed your recommended daily caffeine intake in one go, and left the cafe. 

a few hours later, akaashi returned to a very shaken kageyama. “why? did something happen?” he asked, surprised that the new employee he hired specifically for his unflappable nature looked, for the better word, very much ‘flapped’. 

“someone... someone just ordered twenty shots of espresso,” he muttered. 

akaashi felt himself gasp. and he never gasped. he knew it was a mistake to leave kageyama alone. “so... what did you do?”

“i... gave them twenty espresso shots,” he said. akaashi swallowed.

“did they at least leave a tip?”

...

kageyama spent ages thinking about you, mostly in the concerned sense. during all of his shifts, he’d find himself looking up at the sound of the door opening, only to be slightly disappointed when he saw it wasn’t you. sometimes, he’d even wonder if you had been hospitalized from drinking all of that espresso and worried about what specific degree of murder he eventually participated in. ‘i mean, the customers do have a right to order whatever they want but won’t i also be blamed for actually making that twenty-shot espresso?’ kageyama found himself wondering. 

the second time you came in, he stood up so abruptly that you were a bit startled when you stepped into the shop. “w-welcome to beanies,” kageyama stammered. the other customers, and akaashi, who was thankfully working that day, looked at him in surprise. kageyama very rarely greeted customers who came in.

“hello yourself,” you smiled at him. kageyama blinked at you, searching for any sign that you had been hospitalized from caffeine overdose. unlike before, you definitely looked to be in a much better state. for once, you were actually wearing regular clothes instead of pajamas and you didn’t look like you rolled out of bed.

“is... something wrong?” you asked.  

“oh, no. sorry,” kageyama cleared his throat. “what will your order for today be?”

“a regular iced americano please,” you answered.

“alright,” kageyama let out a little sigh of relief as he typed in your order. maybe you were capable of ordering normal drinks after all. “any add-ons?”

and that’s where he made his mistake.

“how about twenty pumps of hazelnut syrup and twenty pumps of that vanilla syrup,” you added. 

“twenty... twenty pumps each of hazelnut and vanilla syrup,” kageyama repeated, looking at you wearily. “are you absolutely sure about that?”

“absolutely,” you said, nodding with conviction. 

at this point, kageyama abandoned almost all attempts at being a caring but generally neutral café employee. “that’s going to be terribly sweet. toothachingly sweet. there are customers who’ve only ordered half-pumps of syrup because it’s too sweet.”

“then i guess my drink will be eighty-times sweeter than the regular drink,” you said with a glitter in your eye. you didn’t look like you needed all that sugar, unlike that time you first came in. you were clearly out for a good time and that good time meant downing a shit ton of syrup. kageyama gave up because there was absolutely no dissuading you.

“alright then,” he said, writing your order down a cup before passing it to akaashi who had just finished washing the pile of blenders and cups at the sink. he took one glance at the drink before looking up at kageyama with wide eyes.

“no.”

“yes,” you grinned from the other side of the counter. akaashi swallowed and looked at the order on the cup, then at you, then at kageyama, who gave the slightest nod of his head, before finally starting to make it.

kageyama didn’t quite want to look at akaashi, who was pumping the handle for the syrup as if he was giving someone CPR, and decided to watch you while you lingered by the glass display case of pastries and cake with your hands in your pockets while waiting for the drink. unfortunately for him, kageyama’s stare had always been intense enough for people to notice he was staring.

“what?”

“wh-- I,” he stammered, caught off-guard by you turning to look at him. kageyama felt his cheeks burn and prayed that akaashi was done with your drink but he was still pumping syrup and muttering under his breath. “i was just... wondering how you were still alive,” he said honestly.

“oh, after that espresso drink?” you cocked your head to the side. “that was like ten shots, right?”

“twenty!” kageyama exclaimed.

“is that so?” you laughed. “well, if you must know, i had pulled off two all-nighters in a row and had to do my exams so, naturally, i needed caffeine.”

“yeah, but, twenty?” kageyama emphasized. “didn’t you, like, collapse at some point.”

“i actually have no memory of those days,” you sighed wistfully. “according to some people, i was shaking the entire time while taking my exams and i passed out under a tree and that a campus guard woke me up. some of them said that i was talking to the pigeons but i don’t know how reliable that source is,” you laughed. kageyama found himself chuckling at the story.

“order up. one americano with... twenty pumps of vanilla and twenty pumps of hazelnut for y/n,” akaashi said, passing the cup to kageyama. he couldn’t help but glance at the abomination that was your coffee order. since the syrup always went first into the cup, it had settled in the bottom even after akaashi stirred the whole thing. from there, kageyama could clearly see that the ratio between americano to syrup was probably 3:4.

“h-here you go,” he swallowed, handing the cup to you with a straw. you took your drink from him but gave the straw back.

“are you sure you don’t want, i don’t know, maybe a little more coffee?” akaashi asked. kageyama had only known the cafe manager for a short period of time and knew instantly that akaashi wasn’t the type of person who was so easily shaken by customers.

“this is good. thanks!” you smiled before proceeding to open the lid and down at least half of the drink. kageyama felt his mouth hang open while akaashi gave a short gasp beside him.

“how... how is it?” kageyama asked hesitantly. he watched you smack your lips together.

“sweet.” 

“i can imagine so,” akaashi said. 

“thanks again,” you smiled, stopping by the cashier again to drop a tip before leaving the cafe. it was silent for a while before akaashi spoke up.

“you know, those forty pumps of syrup weren’t actually that hard to do. it’s all about the wrist movement really. so, i must say...” akaashi paused and put a hand over his mouth. “that was one of the funniest fucking things i’ve ever witnessed.”

...

soon enough, you turned into a regular customer at the cafe and every time kageyama thought you would run out of ideas for what outlandish drink to order, you exceeded his expectations again. it became more of like a game to you with kageyama egging you on instead of trying to hold you back. “so i’ll have five espresso shots with ice and five pumps of the caramel syrup.” “just that? you had eight shots last time.” “fine, eight then!”

even akaashi joined in on the fun and even looked forward to whenever you’d come in. while he worked on your drink, kageyama would talk to you while you lingered by the counter. he quickly learned that you were quite the chatty type and always had something new to talk about when you came in: the weird things your roommate did, your comparative analysis on the different types of instant ramen, and that one time you found a single airpod in the middle of the park. kageyama was more of the type to nod and listen, not that he minded, and he’d often find himself laughing at your stories.

it was actually akaashi, the ever-perceptive co-worker whose expert, Manager Eye didn’t miss the tiniest of details: from the amount of paper napkins per table to the earnest smile on kageyama’s face whenever you came in, who picked up on the tension between you two first. and as much as he loved pumping boatloads of syrup into your drink orders, he also kind of wanted kageyama to make his move already.

“ooh, you guys are hopping onto the bubble tea trend too,” you said, humming with amusement as you perused the new menu.

“believe me, that was not out of free will,” kageyama sighed, remembering how many orders for brown sugar bubble tea he received on that day alone, as well as the new task of having to cook the pearls every morning before they opened.

“hmmm, let’s see. what can i do with this,” you smiled to yourself and tucked your hair behind your ear. kageyama couldn’t help but feel drawn to the excitement on your face. “i know! how about your regular house milk tea with ten add-ons of pearls.”

“ten?” kageyama felt a smirk curl on his face. you narrowed your eyes at him but grinned nonetheless.

“i mean, twenty.”

“alright. regular house milk tea with twenty portions of extra pearls. is that all?”

“let’s make it fun and add two servings of that milk foam,” you said.

“good choice,” kageyama grinned as he wrote the order on the side of your cup. this time, instead of handing it to akaashi, he proceeded to make your drink himself. akaashi went on with his task of refilling the coffee grinder with new beans, once in a while noting how kageyama’s fingers would drum on the counter, bringing attention to his nervousness. on the other side of the counter, you were watching kageyama with an expectant expression on your face akaashi looked up at the ceiling and sighed softly. ‘there are just some things i have to do myself,’ he thought.

luckily, the opportunity came in the form of another customer.

“kageyama,” akaashi called to his co-worker. “i’ll finish that up for you,” 

“oh, uh...” there was conflict evident on kageyama’s face and akaashi had to stop himself from smiling. kageyama wanted to make your drink but he also wanted to follow his store manager’s orders. “sure, i’ll take this one,” he finally relented, passing the cup that was alread half-filled with tapioca pearls to akaashi before attending to the customer. 

while kageyama was occupied, akaashi added the tea into the cup before topping it off with milk foam. and, just before pressing the plastic seal, wrote down kageyama’s phone number on the side of the cup. 

“caramel frappe with an extra pump of syrup,” kageyama muttered to himself.

“i’ll take that,” akaashi smiled, plucking the order receipt from his hands before he could protest. “go and give y/n their abomination drink.” 

“sure!” kageyama nodded, a little bit enthusiastically. he took the cup from akaashi, giving it a little shake before handing the drink over to you. he didn’t notice his own number written on the side.

“here’s your drink that’s pretty much fifty-percent tapioca pearls,” kageyama handed it to you.

“hah, i had a mental image of how this would look like but actually seeing it takes the cake,” you laughed as you shook your cup, admiring the layers of milk foam, tea, and tapioca pearls. 

“you know, this is probably the weirdest-looking drink you’ve ordered,” kageyama snorted as he watched you admire your drink. 

“i know, it looks alien almost,” you chuckled. “well, time to try it out.” you took your straw and attempted to poke a hole in the plastic seal only for the plastic to stubbornly stay in place.

“oh, the plastic is a bit on the stronger and stubborn side. here, let me,” kageyama wrapped his hand around yours to take the straw before poking it into your drink with an expert flick of his wrist. it was only then that he realized that his hands had touched yours and that he didn’t quite ask for permission.

“i, um... sorry about that,” he stammered, backing away a bit.

“no, it’s perfectly alright!” you shook your head before taking a cautious sip of your fifty-percent tapioca pearl drink. as expected, you got a mouthful of tapioca pearls. kageyama snickered at the look on your face but kept watching with undivided attention as you tried not to laugh while chewing through all of the pearls for what felt like ages. meanwhile, akaashi watched the two of you from behind the counter, knowing full well that you and kageyama were a perfect match.

“how is it?” he asked, breaking the silence after you had swallowed all of the pearls. you can tell by the look of his mouth that he was trying very hard not to laugh. 

“it has... a very... unique texture,” you said slowly, stifling your own laugh. you never thought that a trip to the local cafe to buy a fuck ton of espresso to get you through a few days of school stress would lead you to falling for the cute, dark-haired barista and to this moment now: ordering a drink with fifty-percent tapioca pearls and chewing a mouthful of them in front of your crush.

“maybe if you shake it you’ll get some of the actual milk tea drink this time,” kageyama suggested.

“that’s not a bad idea,” you nodded, looking down at your cup and giving it a few shakes, careful not to spill the contents. it was only then that you saw akaashi’s sneaky addition to your cup. right beside your name and ‘+20 extra pearls’, was a number. more specifically, a phone number. you felt your jaw drop and the blood rush to your face.

“what? something wrong?” kageyama asked. “too many pearls?”

“well, that’s what i ordered,” you laughed nervously. “not... an extra phone number.”

“a, ph-phone number?” kageyama stammered, feeling the hairs on the back of his neck stand up when you showed him your cup. “th-thats, my...” he felt his voice catch in his throat at the sight of the number that was undeniably his. meanwhile, the culprit, akaashi, smiled to himself as he served the next customer their caramel frappe. kageyama quickly caught on to what his manager did but knew, deep down, that he was unable to confront akaashi about it right now. 

and besides, was that a hopeful look on your face? kageyama knew that he scored pretty low when it came to emotional intelligence, but even he could see that. 

“yes, it is,” he said decisively. to him, it felt just like that moment when it was his turn to serve and he was deciding which part of the court he was going to send the ball to. 

at that, you felt your eyes widen and your grip on your cup tightened. was the cute barista that you had consistently ordered weird drinks from, partly out of curiosity and partly because it just became Your Thing, kind of asking you out?

“i, wrote it down, because i want to get to know you a bit better,” kageyama said slowly. “hopefully, not just over weird drinks that you order here?”

you let out a chuckle at that last part and kageyama got the hint that he was doing quite well. akaashi secretly grinned to himself at a job well done. “well, you know me,” you shrugged. “i don’t exactly mind extras with my drink order.”

“i, what?” kageyama blinked, puzzled.

“they mean that they liked you giving their number,” akaashi called out to him. kageyama felt himself flush with embarrassment. 

“yes, that,” you laughed. “um, i have a three-hour lecture and then another class to get to right now. i can text you right after?” 

“sure! sure, sure!” kageyama said, a bit too enthusiastically but at this point, he was too happy to care. 

“alright,” you nodded brightly. “i guess i’ll head out now. and... finish this,” you held up your cup. “text you later, kageyama.”

“yeah... later,” he grinned as he watched you leave. he was still grinning when akaashi appeared beside him with his arms crossed.

“i’m not going to apologize for writing your number on the cup,” akaashi said. kageyama rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. 

“i guess, i should thank you, then?” he swallowed, glancing at the store manager from the corner of his eye. akaashi smiled.

“you can thank me by making sure you text them right back,” he said. 

“will do,” kageyama nodded.

he spent the rest of the day checking and re-checking his phone, especially during his breaks at volleyball practice. it was completely written on kageyama’s face that he was expecting something, but they knew that asking him would just incur his wrath. 

finally, your class ended, and you grabbed your phone before staring at the screen, wondering what exactly you should text. 

and then, kageyama heard the notification from his phone and opened your message quicker than he opened any other text he received. 

from: unknown number

my jaw hurts from chewing all those pearls. i have made a Mistake

kageyama laughed out loud as he typed out his reply. you guys would get along just fine

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a coffee shop crush

akaashi x reader

summary: the new hire at your favorite coffee shop is really cute..

warnings: not proofread

a/n: coffee shop au yayyy

pt 2 here!

you walk through the doors of your favorite cafe minutes after school lets out, the comforting fragrance of coffee beans welcoming you in. you couldn't wait to pair your homework with a nice cup of coffee to make it a bit more bearable.

you walk up to the counter and you see sato, one of the employees here. you know him because of how regularly you come. it's a very small cafe with a cozy vibe that all the instagrammers are looking for but will never find. all of the employees know you by now, as you come everyday without fail.

"l/n-chan! good to see ya. what can i get ya today?"

"sato-kun! hello! i'd like the usual, please."

"sounds great." he smiles, writing down your name and order on a medium-sized cup.

"akaashi-kun! brown sugar shaken espresso with an extra shot, please." sato-kun calls out. "your order will be out soon, l/n-chan."

"akaashi..? new hire?" you question.

"yup. hard-working, skilled, meticulous. he's easily the best barista despite having joined the team literally today." he sighs. "he's the guy over there." sato continues, pointing over to the boy shaking up your drink. you watch as he pours it out into a cup and places it on the counter.

"brown sugar shaken espresso with an extra shot for l/n!" he calls out.

woah. his voice is unexpectedly pretty. not too low, not too high. it has a sort of calm and collected vibe to it. upon closer inspection of the boy, he's actually kind of cute. no scratch that, really cute. he has fluffy-looking black hair, and his eyes are the prettiest shade of blue. he has perfect skin and large hands (hands are low-key a turn on don't hate) his expression gives the same vibe as his voice. peaceful, calm, collected, serene. he's so gorgeous that he could be a model.

"brown sugar shaken espresso with an extra shot for l/n! l/n!" akaashi repeats.

"ah, that's me, sorry." you say as you pick up your drink.

he gives you a small smile. "enjoy."

your heart beats a little faster. he's cute. like really cute. you kind of just want to stare at him instead of your homework. (granted, you'd rather stare at a wall than your homework)

you don't want to miss the chance to make him remember you and make a good first impression. you like knowing a bit about all the employees here, anyways.

"thank you so much! also, my name is l/n y/n. i'm a regular here, so you'll see me around often." you say, trying to be as polite as possible.

"ah, i see." he says with a soft smile. "akaashi keiji. i started working here today. nice to meet you."

"nice to meet you."

you both exchange polite introductions before you begin to scan your eyes for a seat.

"well, it was nice meeting you, akaashi-san."

"you too, l/n-san."

you felt your heart whooping at that moment. though it was small, you could tell that a little crush for him was forming in your heart.

[kirishimas-manly-eyeliner]

➹ PROMPT LIST [ 200 ] ➷

200 prompts-ish for 200 followers ( event closes on 3/27/21! )

fandoms: boku no hero academia + haikyuu!! rules are here 

rules: pick one trope, up to two dialogue prompts, genre is optional, and for formatting, if you don’t write it, i’ll do whatever i think fits best! anything works, bby, go for whatever you’d like!

to clarify for song prompts: i usually just base my ideas off of the song instead of writing in the actual lyrics in the fic, but i can write this in songfic format if you’d like!

* = mandatory 

➳ “ tropes/AUs „ 

1. enemies to lovers

2. and then they were roommates (i expect someone to say the next part)

3. coffee shop au <3

4. body swap

5. arranged marriage

6. blind date

7. sharing a bed

8. royalty au

9. high school au

10. college au

11. they hurt you

12. zombie apocalypse

13. major character death

14. love triangle

15. hurt/comfort

16. hanahaki

17. rivals to lovers

18. amnesia

19. sick reader/character

20. other!

➳ “ dialogue prompts* „

21. “can you just... hold me? please?”

22. “you’re gonna catch a cold.”

23. “shut up and kiss me.”

24. “i trusted you!”

25. “no no no, please don’t cry,”

26. “a hotdog is not a sandwich!”

27. “i know you meant every last word.”

28. “...can we, uh, do that hug thing again?”

29. “nononono, stay with me, come on, wake up!”

30. “i forbid you to die, you hear me? i forbid you to die!”

31. “shhhh.. just breathe with me, okay?”

32. “aw, you’re adorable. now shut up, idiot.”

33. “are you- wait, shut up- shut UP, are you blushing right now? that’s so cute!”

34. “don’t even try to double-back, i already despiiiise you.”

35. “babe, i’m in a meeting! just- shh, go back into your room.”

36. “why didn’t you tell me sooner?!”

37. “no, how about you shut up for once?”

38. “it’s not even that hard! you carry the x variable to the other side. then you divide it to isolate the variable.” “mhm. yeah. okay, i get it.” “i- are you even paying attention??” “...probably not.”

39. “it’s raining again?”

40. “don’t- don’t touch me, get away from me, get away from me!”

41. “you have the most beautiful eyes i’ve ever seen.”

42. “but that’s the best part?? i don’t- i don’t understand???”

43. “are you... crying?”

44. “babe, you’re having a nightmare, it’s okay,”

45. “i hate you.”

46. “i-i i didn’t mean it! i didn’t think you’d actually leave!”

47. “hey, it’s just me, shhh... it’s just me. you’re okay. you’re okay.”

48. “would you even care if i died? no, be honest, would you?”

49. “we go down together.”

50. “I HATE YOU! I trusted you, I sacrifced everything for you, and what do I get in return?”

51. “hold on for me, okay?”

52. “c’mere. i’ve been told that i give the best cuddles, hope i live up to your expectations!”

53. “i love you.”

54. “i’m just... tired of being tired.”

55. “i loved you, you know that?”

56. “say it, say something, say you hate me!”

57. “you have the most beautiful voice.”

58. “aaaah, you’re going to look fabulous!”

59. “hey, i’m (name) but you can call me anytime ;)”

60. “...why are you wearing my makeup?”

61. “I’M BUYING YOU A CROP-TOP, END OF DISCUSSION.”

62. “hi, i don’t care. shut up before i gouge your eyes out and shove them down your throat so you can see me rip out your heart.

63. “we shouldn’t be doing this. oh boy. we shouldn’t be doing this.”

64. “help me! i’m sorry, okay? just get me out of here!”

65. “i hope that golden metal on your neck was worth the price of losing me.”

66. “you sing?? I DIDN’T KNOW THAT-”

67. “nonono, these are battle scars! you must have fought a lot of battles, but you are my hero. okay?”

68. “...that’s my idiot. one sec.”

69. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) "i’m not allowed to sneak out, moron.”

70. “will you marry me?”

➳ “ genres/themes „

71. angst

72. comfort

73. reverse comfort 

74. breakup

75. fluff

76. hurt/comfort

77. first time meeting

78. established relationship 

79. reuniting

80. argument

➳ “ formatting* „

81. headcanon to fic 

82. headcanon to blurb 

83. full-fledged fanfic 

84. headcanons 

85. blurbs 

86. one-shot 

87. imagine + moodboard + playlist

88. if you’re okay with anything, just be sure to put that in your ask! <3

➳ “ songfics/prompt ideas „

89. say you won’t let go -> james arthur

90. heaven knows -> five for fighting

91. this is home -> cavetown

92. perfect -> ed sheeran

93. this side of paradise -> coyote theory

94. heather -> conan gray

95. line without a hook -> ricky montgomery

96. arcade -> duncan laurence

97. ballerina -> jeremy shada

98. riptide -> vance joy

99. someone you loved -> lewis capaldi

100. idk you yet -> alexander 23

101. a thousand years -> christina perri

102. love story -> taylor swift

103. i love you -> billie eilish

104. jar of hearts -> christina perri

105. castle -> halsey

106. lucky -> jason mraz, colbie caillat

107. thinking out loud -> ed sheeran 

108. mr loverman -> ricky montgomery

109. the one that got away (cries in bokuaka) -> katy perry

110. she -> dodie

111. sunkissed -> khai dreams

112. train wreck -> james arthur

113. stranger -> jeremy shada

114. king -> lauren

115. wish you were sober -> conan gray

116. falling for u -> peachy!, mxmtoon

117. unlove -> lyle kam

118. coffee -> beabadoobee

119. lovesick girls -> blacpink

120. spring day -> btw

121. dancing with your ghost -> sasha sloan

122. you broke me first -> tate mcrae

123. drivers license -> olivia rodrigo

124. if the world was ending -> JP saxe, julie michaels

125. hold on -> extreme music or chord overstreet

126. ocean eyes -> billie eilish

127. when we were young -> adele

128. ghost of you -> five seconds of summer

129. i like me better -> lauv

130. pierre -> ryn weaver

lmao i know a lot of songs (as you can see), so if you have any suggestions, lmk bby!

➳ “ characters i prefer to write for „

(but don’t be afraid to request others!! i still love writing for any, these are just the ones that make it easiest for me to write for :D please keep in mind that i’m not completely caught up with haikyuu!!)

131. literally all of karasuno istg

132. kiyoko, yachi, keishin yukai

133. tetsuro kuroo, taketora yamamoto, kenma kozume, lev haiba, so inuoka

134. toru oikawa, hajime iwaizumi

135. kotaro bokuto, keiji akaashi

136. katsuki bakugo, eijiro kirishima, denki kaminari, hanta sero, mina ashido

137. izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, ochako uraraka, tenya iida

138. aizawa, hawks

139. hitoshi shinsou

140. dabi, shigaraki

lol sorry couldn’t get to 200-

BUT JOIN MY TAG LIST IF YOU’RE SWAG <3

request here! 

[sparklesparklekoushi]

Will You Find Your Way Back?

A Kitsune!Akaashi x Reader Reincarnation!AU

Loosely based on what a Kitsune is, its more of a reference than a really in-depth depiction. I hope you enjoy as I am back ^-^

Akaashi has always loved you, will you always find your way back home to him?

Living for centuries now isn’t something Akaashi had thought he would be happy with. If you had told him exactly fifteen centuries ago that he would be living in a time where there were no horses on the main streets and cobblestone roads would eventually turn into smooth pavements, he would have laughed. He would’ve laughed even more if you had told him that he would be waiting, every lifetime, for one person only. A person who he would repeat the same cycle with all the time.

Someone whom he loved dearly, his y/n.

If you had told the newly turned, at the time, kitsune all this you would’ve just earned a laugh from him… Akaashi Keiji, now around ten thousand years old, could only wonder if he would react this way… It was now the year 2050 and this would be by far, the most frustrating lifetime his partner has had so far.

There was always some way for them to meet. Some chance, some encounter that would bring them together… but for some odd reason, it was taking way too long. The days dragged on for way too long. He was feeling restless as each day passed. He wanted nothing more but to feel her presence, the spirit he knew to be one with his.

The last time it took her this long to come back to him, well, wasn’t that a story to tell.

It was the age of princesses, kings and ruling monarchs… she was a princess from a neighbouring country. He remembered the way his “brothers” wanted her, the way she lit up the room. The way she commanded respect, the way that her culture was so different from that of theirs.

You see, the way that Akaashi and y/n are able to keep this cycle going is through a promise made between them and the moon. The moon appreciated the dedication and love both had for each other, thus the moon granted them this, eternal lives with each other, as long as they were dedicated enough to each other.

As the young prince Keiji sat by his father and older brothers,  he felt a presence he knew all too well and a ghost of a smile crept onto his face. Something that was rather a rare sight to see in the young prince for sure. His father, the king, looked at his son and thought that he had seen the young princesses on his walk before coming into the throne room.

“Presenting, the King and Queen of (y/c) and their daughters.” Once they were announced Akaashi and his family stood to greet them and there she was.

There was y/n. She wasn’t the prettiest of the princesses, they would say. But Akaashi knew that they were all wrong. y/n’s eyes glimmered like gems of the best quality, her hair felt like the finest of silk. But these were all shallow reasons as to why she was the prettiest princess.

But unlike Keiji, his brothers wouldn’t see it the way he did.

A few hours after the tea party with the neighboring countries’ nobles, Keiji and his brothers were left alone.

"That one princess, y/n I believe was her name, I think she's the prettiest…" His oldest brother, Akinori, says as Keiji looks at him secretly with narrowed eyes.

The twins, Osamu and Atsumu nod as they look up from their game of chess.

“She is, indeed, the prettiest.” Osamu says in agreement.

“Who do you think father would let her marry though? I hear she is to marry one of us…” Atsumu thinks out loud.

Keiji’s eyes widen as he looks up from his calligraphy, still listening to his brothers.

Akinori lets out a hearty laugh, “Well, if none of you would object, I would be asking father for her hand.”

Keiji sighs, “I believe that a princess like her would prefer to choose who she marries. She strikes me as someone with a will and mind of her own, dear brother.”

“That is true, Prince Keiji.” The four princes turn to the source of the voice, the very princess that is the subject of interest…

Looking back, Keiji found it funny as his brothers tried everything to win her over, so did the princes of neighbouring kingdoms. But as fate would have it, they would always be drawn to each other. After months of turning down princes, and silly banter between the two, the strong willed princess y/n became his in that cycle of theirs…

So why was it taking so long for her to return? Keiji longed for her to put her arms around him, for her to press flush against his chest. He longed to love her just like he would cherish her in every lifetime.

He was a manga writer and editor in this new cycle. He was gaining attention and had gained a following for the manga he had written based on his many lives with his beloved. Everything he did was for her, and her only. He could only wait for the day she would show up in this life, and then the next and so on until they become lovers for all eternity.

As a kitsune, it's rather not normal for them to only have one soul attached to theirs, or just one someone who their soul resonates with rather. But with y/n, he felt no need to love anyone else… or so he thought.

On a sunny day, he thought of y/n and the many memories they have made over their lifetimes… Her soul was so pure, so untainted and filled with love for only him… Little did Keiji know that he had attracted another soul in the process. He was on his way to work when he had sensed a rather, odd presence. It wasn’t y/n, yet he felt as if this was a spirit close to him in a previous life.

Then it hit him, and he knew who it was.

He was the team captain of the volleyball team he was in a past lifetime with y/n, Bokuto Kotaro.

Bokuto was a free spirit, someone Akaashi and y/n herself was close with. They bonded so often that everyone thought that they were all in a relationship together. Not that he would mind, but Akaashi wanted to keep y/n for himself for as long as he could.

For some reason, Bokuto’s spirit was now somewhat connected to both y/n’s and Akaashi’s. Akaashi would have to find out why but for now he wanted to see the former captain. Even if he would not have any recollection of his past life. As he wandered around, he was suddenly hit with a familiar feeling, it was her.

She was finally near, he could sense her a mile away.

He knew where she was, he knew the area like the back of his hand.

As he neared the coffee shop he felt her presence at, he was hit with another, this time it was Bokuto’s. He found this odd but let it slide nonetheless. He knew that, in this lifetime, they would most likely have the same names and look the same… Fate was odd that way, yet Akaashi wouldn’t have it any other way.

As he ran to the shop he bumped into the people he sought after.

“Oh, I’m truly sorry. I wasn’t looking.” He bows as they dust themselves off as well.

Bokuto is the first to reply. “It’s alright, it was an accident.”

He looks at them and y/n smiles, “I’m sorry this may be weird, but have we met before?”

Akaashi smiles, “You two actually look familiar as well.”

“Well, my name is Bokuto Kotaro,”

“Akaashi Keiji.”

“And this, is my loving wife, l/n y/n.”

Akaashi felt like the world had crashed on him as they smiled at him, realizing that their souls were actually meant for this.

How cruel was fate and the moon to such a poor kitsune who chose to love one person for all his life?

[avis-writeshq]

Akaashi Keiji x Reader: Your Text (Coffee Shop AU)

Requested: No

Pairing: Akaashi Keiji x Fem!Reader (Coffee Shop AU)

Summary: “Hey pretty stranger, I think you look cute. Can I get your number? I wanna know you~”

Warnings: Fluff and trash writing

Other: Based on the song ‘Your Text’ by Sundial. Also might have gotten some inspo from my Akaashi anon >.< so Keiji, if you’re reading this… I hope you like it lmao

Word count: 750                                                        

 Things you probably wanna know, for all you ‘x reader’ illiterates:

(Y/N): Your Name

(H/C): Hair Colour / Color

(E/C): Eye Colour / Color

(N/N): Nickname

 ***

You started going to a café near the train station ever since you entered your second year of high school. Every Wednesday afterschool you would go to the cute little café near the station as you waited for your train. While you were there, you did the usual – do a little homework, buy a little treat, talk to the friendly staff members who deserved a pay rise. It was comfortable, it was cosy, and it was practically home… until you noticed him.

 He was sitting next to a window with another boy with frosted tips, sipping from the drink that was served to him just moments ago.

 You would be lying if you said he was unattractive. Even from the other side of the café, you could see his piercing gunmetal blue eyes. You don’t realise how long you’ve been staring when his eyes flickered to yours for a split second. Cheeks flushing a deep red, you looked back at your textbook in embarrassment.

 And so an endless cycle of rinse and repeat began. Every Wednesday afternoon in the cute little café by the station, you would cast longing and meaningful glances from one side of the café to the other, all hopefully discreetly.

 “You’re insane,” Aneko grumbled to herself as she plopped beside you one afternoon. “How long have you been watching him again?”

 “A month now… technically that’s only four times so it’s not that bad,” you huffed defensively.

 She gave you an unamused look. “You do realise that counts as stalking, right?”

 Your eyes widened in alarm. You quickly scrambled to pack up your things but she placed a hand on your forearm gently. “(Y/N), I’m joking.”

 You relaxed, easing into your chair. “Don’t scare me like that, Aneko. That’s not very nice.”

 “Look, that’s beside the point. Why haven’t you talked to him?”

 “For multiple reasons! He’s completely out of my league – he’s literally the epitome of perfection while I’m a sitting potato sack.” You groaned, burying your face in your arms. “Not to mention the fact that he’s always accompanied by his friends. Aneko, you know I’m too awkward to go up to a group of people and just talk!”

 The brunette rolled her eyes. “Look, I’ll go with you. It’ll be fine. Just ask for his number and then we can go back to studying.”

 “I can’t, Aneko! I don’t want to do it while he’s with his friends. You know how people change depending on who they’re with!”

 “You’re hopeless.”

 “You already said that,” you pouted in frustration. “I’ll do it if he comes alone. I promise.”

 As you took your seat on the train, Aneko gave you a gentle smile. “I think he likes you too.”

 Eyes wide, you looked at her in surprise. “Really? You think so?”

 She nodded, leaning back in her seat, her arms wrapped around her bag. “He kept looking at you, I noticed. And whenever he did there was this little smile on his face.”

 You felt your cheeks redden. “R-Really?”

 “I’m really happy for you, (Y/N)! When you both get together, we have to have a double date.”

 “Of course! If it happens, okay?”

 It was just your luck that the following week, he came to the café unaccompanied. Your cheeks burned as you considered your options. Not ask for his number and then regret it after that, as well as having to deal with Aneko’s constant berating. That, or ask for his number and have a chance of getting rejected by the cute café guy you see every Wednesday. You inwardly groaned, bonking your head on the table, attracting strange looks from a few customers, as well as the cute café guy.

 What did you have to lose? Your dignity, your sanity, your confidence… the list seemed to go on. What did you have to gain? A maybe boyfriend.

 Mustering up all the courage you can, you looked up, only to find that the cute café guy was already packing his things. Well, there goes your chance.

 That is, until he began to walk towards you, ears red from embarrassment but it made him all the more attractive. “Is… is this seat taken?”

 Eyes wide as you took a moment to process his words; you briskly nodded, tidying up your table to give him more room.

 “Sorry. About the mess, I mean,” you said, your brain currently learning how to speak again.

 “It’s alright. Um, do you mind if I ask for your number?”

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All characters except for the reader and my OC’s (listed below) are the work of Haruichi Furudate (古館春一). This is not part of the canon work by any means. I do not claim ownership over the characters or the Haikyuu storyline and plot. Without Furudate Sensei’s work, myself as well as many other writers are unable to create these stories.

 My OC’s:

Fukuhara Aneko(福原あねこ)

Hasegawa Sakura (長谷川さくら)

Emiko Etsudo (えつどうえみこ)

Tachibana Reina (橘れいな)

[lovemeafterhrs]

boys (that i dated in highschool) | k. akaashi

chapter 0: coffee’s for closers

fun fact: WHEW new smau baby! complicated relationship with multiple characters? check. awkward tension? check. bokuto-typical meddling? check. borderline convenient AU setting? check. idk if this is what yall wanted after fwb but my taglist is open if u wanna join 🥺✨

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her relationship with kuroo tetsurou had always been a peculiar one. when she became fukurodani’s manager during her first year, tetsurou knew that she’d have a deeper level of importance in their lives.

when she started dating fukurodani’s calm and collected setter, he thought he had finally grasped onto her role in their little circle.

but no one told him that their relationship was destined to come to an end, and the awkward tension that filled the air during practice games would only fuel the fire.

he truly didn’t have the intention of pressing her back against the cold, hard tile of the girl’s locker room and leaving bruises on her neck for the captain of her team to comment on during the rest of the training camp. he totally didn’t want to spark the jealousy that rested behind akaashi’s eyes every time he wrapped an arm around his ex-lover.

there was always an unspoken sense of competition between the two, even though kuroo’s motivations were much different than akaashi’s.

while akaashi viewed their vulgar and often way too graphic relationship as moving on from the past, it was really the opposite. with bokuto constantly trying to get them back together, kuroo was the only one who kept him at bay with excessive flirting and found himself derailing bokuto’s theories on a regular basis to distract from the topic at hand.

in reality, her relationship with kuroo was built on a sense of understanding that fell short with the onyx eyed setter. he didn’t understand how they could flirt so casually, and he wondered what lied behind the innuendos and overtly sexual comments.

every training camp, tetsurou did everything in his power to ease the tension that resided between the two. but he also has the people skills of a goldfish, so what do you expect.

when he graduated the summer of her second year, she was convinced that she’d never see him again. she’d have to deal with bokuto’s mom forever, but college and state testing was forever determined to get in the way.

fortunately for him, he happened to trip and fall outside a coffee shop at the exact moment he needed.

she wanted to leave it in the past, but the universe had other plans.

almost as though fate was determined to disrupt her, she looked up to determine the cause of death for the person who spilled piping hot coffee all over her fluffy black coat.

unfortunately for her, it was the scheming captain she thought she’d never see again.

after all, the hyper owl is never far behind the loud and obnoxious rooster head.

and you know what that means.

you thought the story was over?

that’s funny.

you haven’t even met the boys she dated (in high school)

masterlist:

taglist: @bby-bokuto @momoinot @sugassimp @k4tiepie @levisackerwoman @ashleefo @yammmers @heyitzwolf

[cherryonigiri]

haikyuu masterlist

🍙 = headcanon || 🍒 = prose || 🌸 = matchup || 🌶️ = nsfw

Last updated: March 25, 2021

Series/Events

warp & weft (kuroo x reader historical AU) - multichapter [ONGOING]

traces (ushijima x reader/sakusa x reader mythology / reincarnation AU) - multichapter [PLANNING]

fusion masterlist - kuroo x reader smau + dance!AU [ONGOING]

Celestial Special (500 milestone event) masterlist [CLOSED]

the retrospective: Lover (1k special matchups) masterlist [ONGOING]

of turtledoves and daisies PJO!AU - Son of Zeus!Bokuto x Child of Demeter!Reader

haikyuu vacation hcs

Aoba Johsai

Iwaizumi Hajime:

cuddling 🍙

ambivert S/O 🌸 🍙

Matsukawa Issei:

their reaction to S/O thirsting over anime/game characters 🌶️🍙

with a swimmer!S/O 🌸 🍙

Oikawa Tooru:

Astrology nerd S/O 🍙

their reaction to S/O thirsting over anime/game characters 🍙

S/O who is smol pt. 2 🍙

When and Where (part 1) - Angst, Long-Distance Relationship 🍒

with a surfer!S/O 🌸 🍙

Fukurodani

I’ll Make You a Deal (BokuAka Coffee Shop AU w/implied KuroKen) 🍒

Akaashi Keiji:

Helping stressed S/O study 🍙

Bokuto Koutarou:

Crash Landing (NOT) On You (PJO!AU Pt. 1) 🍒

Helping stressed S/O study 🍙

S/O who is a libero 🌸 🍙

S/O who is smol pt. 1 🍙

[9:43 PM] - clair de lune 🍒

Inarizaki

Miya Atsumu:

their reaction to S/O thirsting over anime/game characters 🍙

S/O who is smol pt. 1 🍙

extroverted S/O 🌸 🍙

Miya Osamu:

S/O who is smol pt. 1 🍙

with an S/O who loves to bake + cook 🌸🍙

Karasuno

Sawamura Daichi:

talkative S/O who loves literature/history 🌸🍙

Hinata Shoyo:

Energetic and bubbly S/O 🌸🍙

Tsukishima Kei:

Astrology nerd S/O 🍙

Nekoma

Kuroo Tetsurou:

dancer!Kuroo hcs 🍙

cuddling hcs 🍙

with a confident + active S/O 🌸🍙

Kenma Kozume:

Helping stressed S/O study 🍙

Shiratorizawa

Goshiki Tsutomu:

Astrology nerd S/O 🍙

Shirabu Kenjirou:

Astrology nerd S/O 🍙

Tendou Satori:

Watching filthy frank videos with S/O 🍙

Ushijima Wakatoshi:

boyfriend fluff 🍙

cuddling 🍙

first time saying “I love you” 🍒

with an artsy musician S/O 🍙  

with an artsy musician S/O Pt. 2 🍒

their reaction to S/O thirsting over anime/game characters 🍙

S/O who is smol pt. 2 🍙

[shinsoups]

-ours was blue

pairing: akaashi keiji x reader

genre: soulmate one shot; fluff

word count: 578

blue = a promising love that will be filled with trust and honesty. a love serene and confident

Akaashi Keiji was exhausted. Partially dragging his feet inside the familiar coffee shop he usually stays at. Bokuto insisted that he should take a vacation every once in a while, do some soul-searching. But Keiji had been extremely resistant saying that he needs to finish one more manuscript before agreeing to that “much needed vacation.”

Carrying the “said manuscript” he sat in the farthest corner of the shop, not wanting to draw attention at all. Casually looking at passersby outside the busy streets of Tokyo, Akaashi stopped reading and tried to take a rest from all the readings he had done for the past three hours. An almost empty cup on his hand, while slowly tapping his red pen out of frustration on the other, he sighed thinking of some solutions on how he’ll handle Udai-sensei’s current slump.

Seeing one vacant seat near the windows, you trudged your way after ordering a cup of coffee. You were suppose to have a blind date with someone set up by your friends, but within the last minute your date decided to ditch you. “Excuse me,” your voice called from behind him, pulling him out of his reverie.

“Do you mind if I sit here?” Akaashi turned around seeing a warm pair of brown eyes looking at his tired ones. A bit startled as he looked up to see the stranger sit right next to him. Your voice seems to waver when his eyes darted from you towards the room. He fiddled his hand together a habit he does when he’s nervous, looking away from you “Uhm.. n-no not at all.”

A small shy smile forming on his lips, Akaashi agreed in a heartbeat. Hearing your voice somewhat made something clicked inside him, like a soothing calmness he usually seek when everything seems to get hazy and –

Blue hearts started overflowing from your pocket. You panicked, never once would you expect to meet your soul mate in a very random place, let alone a time you didn’t even think of looking for ‘The One’.

“No way,” you looked around trying to look for who your soul seeks. Repeating those two words like a mantra as you try to calm yourself down. Akaashi did the same. Two paper hearts started appearing on his now empty cup. Multiplying every second as his heart beat nervously. He looked around too focused on finding who's destined for him.

“One house blend coffee for y/n!” the barista called, cutting the tension and confusion clouding your thoughts.

There was a brief period of silence. Your name echoes in his head. No one ever noticed except for two confused souls that day. Akaashi’s eyes found yours once again. What do you say at a time like this?

“y/n” you jumped in surprise, more hearts started springing out of your pockets not expecting his velvety voice to call your name. Akaashi stands up noticing the hearts falling out from you, an amused grin firmly placed making his way to get your coffee in your stead.

“I’m Akaashi Keiji.” His voice warmed your tensed body. Accepting the offered hand and your coffee you looked up at him. His eyes were soft, and the way he was looking at you made your cheeks flushed.

As if suddenly aware of what just happened he firmly grip your hand and pulled you a little closer, whispering  “I guess I’m finally taking a vacation to get to know more about my soul mate.”

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author's note: i just thought that the color blue sounds perfect for akaashi in this "colors of love" little series i'll try to make and write. plus im a sucker for first meetings of soulmates

plus i kinda read that owls are the only animals who can see the color blue so yeah i dont make sense anymore haha i hope i have enough brain cells to actually make another color of love

ps: colors of love is a soulmate oneshot series about the different colors associated with what kind of love and what will timeskip hq!!boys will have in the relationship. mostly the oneshots are first meetings (coz ur girl is a sucker for first meeting soulmate au hehe)

⚘ · read the other colors here · ⚘