#cute haikyuu

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Better than Heather- Oikawa

“Happy Valentine’s Day students at Aoba Johsai! This is Oikawa Toru reminding you to get your valentine flower for that special someone!” Oikawa Toru, captain of the volleyball team, biggest pretty boy in every school, also known as your brothers best friend. Girls from all over come to our school to see him, they just know him as the hot volleyball player, you know him as the alien geek.

You looked out the window seeing girls line up as Oikawa walked out, immediately handed flowers. You frowned watching the scene as he takes everyone one of them smiling brightly at the girls. You knew he loved the attention but also hated it at the same time. You got up out of your seat walking to your locker surprised to see a blue rose taped to it.

A beautiful rose for a beautiful girl. The color blue reminds me of your eyes and how they sparkle when you talk about something you love- your secret admirer.

“Ohhh someone has a crush.” You rolled your eyes as Oikawa sung to you. “From who?”

“Doesn’t say, wow so many.” You looked at the flowers in his hands a huge bouquet as the boy sighed.

“I know, and they’ll die so soon.” You laughed opening your locker taking out a red rose.

“Hope you have room for one more.” His eyes widen slightly looking at the rose in your hand, how the white blends in with the red. “It reminded me of you, the red is how everyone at this school sees you, this well put guy, who’s hot in the girls eyes who can break something if he hits it hard enough. It’s the serious you. And the white is how I see you. The alien loving geek who loves volleyball as well. They guy who would talk your ear off about aliens more than anything else. Who also loves his nephew to death, I thought of you when I saw it, it has two sides and each one I know and care about.” Oikawa dropped all the flowers he had in his arms and looked at the one in your hand. He took it and smiled fondly at you.

“Thank you, I-I don’t know what to say. I love it.” You smiled brightly up at him and bent down to collect the others.

“I hope so, I saw it at a rare boutique and it was the only one she had.”

“Wait, you didn’t get this at the school? But in your own spare time?” You looked up at him and nodded your head, Oikawa’s heart melted at the sight.

“Wow, sis, do I need to track down some guys and tell them you have enough?” You laughed as your brother walked over. “You beat shittykawa over here.” Oikawa looked at you brother not caring about the insult.

“Oh these are for Oikawa, I have one, one blue beautiful rose. Oh and,” You handed your brother the roses who nearly didnt have time to catch them, you grabbed the other rose identical to the other ones at the school and handed it to him. “For you.”

“Awe, I’m lucky to have such a nice sister.” Iwaizumi handed Oikawa back his rosed but he fit all of them under an arm as he held yours alone as if it was special.

“I try, we should get going, you guys have practice soon.”

“Right, come on.”

“Um, Oik, do you need help carrying those?”

“Hm? Nah, no. I’ll just give them to my mom or back to the girls and say I bought them one.”

“So cold.” You laughed before shivering as you enter the gym.

“Cold? Here.” He put the roses by the benches and took off his school sweater handing it to you.

“Thanks Oikawa, I’ll wash it and give it back to you.” He watched as you put the slightly bigger shirt on sighing at the warmth.

“Keep it, it looks better on you.” You blushed as he walked to the locker rooms quickly so you don’t see the blush he has on his face.

—

The next day you found a red rose taped to your locker. Red reminds me of that red dress you wore at the ceremony. You looked so beautiful like a princess.- Your secrete admirer.

You smiled as you placed in your locker next to the blue one, you could tell the texture of the flowers were fake so you weren’t worried about them dying. “4 more days to Valentines.” Oikawa sung in your ear, you rolled your eyes shutting your locker to get a better look at him.

“Gonna ask someone to be your valentines?” You ask leaning against a locker.

“I don’t know, I might, are you?”

“Usually it’s the guys who ask, but who knows.”

“Is there someone your hoping will ask?” You looked up into his brown eyes and smiled.

“Um, maybe, oh and here.” You took a bag out your pocket handing it to him.

“Kisses?”

“They reminded me of your chocolate eyes.” He looked at you with questionable feelings. “They’re deep, rich brown, and if they were a candy, they’d be smooth and pretty and delicious, and I thought of kisses. Because you’re pretty popular and girls talk about how soft- they reminded me of you.” You cut your rant sort before realizing what you were gonna say.

“Are you going to give me gifts until Valentine’s Day?”

“Not unless it bothers you.”

“No, not at all.” He opened the pack before grabbing your hand dropping a kiss in it. “I’ll share my kisses with you and you only. I’ve heard your lips are soft and delicious, and they are pretty.” Your eyes widen as your face turned red, he smirked at you before walking away.

—

You saw a yellow rose the next day. Yellow reminds me of the sun, bright and cheery, you remind me of the sun, it warms up my heart seeing you smile, and it brightens my day to hear you laugh- Your secret admirer.

“3 more days.”

“How is it you come at the perfect timing?”

“Hm, I don’t know, hun. Ou yellow this time, it’s pretty.” You smiled down at them before taking out a alien keychain.

“Do I really have to explain why this one reminds me of you?”

“Yes, because now it’s a given.” He smirked putting his hands in his pockets.

“Toru!” You both turned to see a girl walking over in one of Oikawa’s sweaters.

“Oh um hey Heather.”

“Hey, you left so quickly this morning.”

“Sorry about that. I wanted to hurry up and get my gift this morning.” You looked between the two, she was stunning from head to toe, made you feel self conscious, you looked at the sweater seeing it hand so perfectly off her shoulders and down her figure.

“Oh an alien? That’s a weird gift, anyways thanks for the sweater I swear I didn’t see that wall there this morning.”

“No problem and actually aliens-“

“It reminded me of that time we stayed up talking about the movie Paul, you said you wish you could meet an alien as cool as him.” You said cutting him off handing it to him, he smiled at you lingering his finger tips on yours before holding the key chain in his hand.

“I love that you remembered that. Here.” He handed you a kisses. “For always being cheerful and bright.” You thought back to your note hearing him say something so similar was bizarre.

“Always, I should get to class, see you after school, Oik.” And you did and you saw Heather right next to him.

“Iwa!” Your brother looked at you before jogging over. “Sorry I’m late got held up.”

“It’s fine, I was worried but Oikawa said you texted him.”

“I did, just before my phone died.”

“Jeez hun, you had us worried!” Oikawa said wrapping an arm around you.

“Sorrrryyy.” You pouted up at him making him smile and hide his face in his other hand.

“You are too cute, Iwa-Chan why can’t you be this cute?”

“Shittykawa.” Your brother mumbled walking away.

“Iwa-Channnn.” The tall boy pulled you closer as he pouted. “Your brothers mean.”

“I know love, I know.” You patted his back looking at Heather as she watched y’all. “So Heather is pretty,”

“Eh, I guess. She’s staying with us for a while until her dad finds a place. She’s like an annoying sister you want to throw out a window.” You laughed up at him before shaking your head.

“So cold.”

—

The next day was a purple rose, Purple purple purple, I could go on and on how when you were this color I see the beautiful sunrise, where the sun meets the dark blue sky and turns into a purple color. You are so many things, but purple. You are my purple -your secret admirer.

You felt a presence behind you smirking you spoke, “yes 2 more days.” You turned around to see Heather not Oikawa

“Purple hun?”

“Oh hi, yeah, purple.”

“So. You and Oikawa seem close.”

“We are.” You looked at her questionably before opening your locker setting the flower near the others.

“How close?”

“We’re not dating if that’s what you mean.”

“Good it was. Cause if you haven’t noticed. I’m prettier and your just a sack of potatoes.”

“Right, and if you haven’t noticed Oikawa isn’t into you, nor me. He thinks of you as an annoying little sister.”

“For now.” Your eyes followed her back as she walked away sighing into your locker.

“2 more days. You okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m great, um here.” You handed him a piece of milk bread. “Because you’re sweet to me and you’re easy on the eyes, and pretty.”

“Awww,” He handed you a bag of rainbow candies. “Because you are sour sometimes but still beautiful.” You smiled up at him taking the candy before reaching up to kiss his cheek. “What was that for?”

“Just because I wanted to.” Oikawa wishes he could have your boldness at times, these were on of those times. This time you walked away hiding the blush similar to his.

—

Pink. Pink reminds me of the way you shy away from me, the blush on your face reminds me of pink, how pretty it is on your face form something so natural and simple as a compliment- Your secret admirer.

You walked into Oikawa’s room with the rose after school setting it on his desk, taking out your text books. You looked up seeing the flower you given him 5 days ago. “1 more day! I’m so excited.” You looked at him and pointed at the rose.

“You actually kept it?”

“Yeah, I did. I told you I loved it.” He sat next to you taking out his textbook. “Found your valentine yet? I see you have a pink one this time.”

“I do. It says it matches my blush. But no haven’t found them yet.” Oikawa looked at your sketchy before he leaned over centimeters from your face. A sudden warmth spread over you as you looked into his eyes he was so close, one jolt closer and you’d kiss.

“It does match it, so pretty.” His finger tips ghosted over your jaw as his eyes scanned every inch of your face before resting on your eyes. “So, so, pretty.” He rested his forehead with yours and you’d hope he couldn’t hear your heartbeat against your chest.

“Toru….” He pulled back looking at Heather as she stood at his door, you kept your gaze on him watching as he sheepishly smiled at her, as his hand now rested on your shoulder playing with the color of his sweater, wait his sweater, you forgot you grabbed his mistakenly this morning in a rush, your face turned redder at the memory.

“Need something Heather?”

“Your mom said dinner was ready, didn’t realize you had company.”

“Yeah, I do, we’ll be down shortly. Bye.” He turned his gaze to you and smirked. “Well now you’re turning red, hun. Penny for your thoughts.”

“Just… uh… you.”

“Oh?”

—

White, you stared at the beautiful white rose before looking at the note. Like you once said, this is how I see you too. The girl with a beautiful smile, who blushes so easily, you are so pretty when you do your happy dance, when you call me love my heart sworms for you. Your like a midnight drive with the windows down, and the music up. You are the sunset on a beach, a warm blanket and hot cocoa on a winter night, sunlight in the morning slipping through the blinds, you are alien movies lighting up my dark room. You are the feelings that make me feel alive multiplied more than a thousand times. - Oik.

Your eyes welled up with tears before looking up seeing Oikawa in front of you. “Oik… It was you all along?”

“Disappointed?”

“Never.”

“Heather kissed me earlier.” He blurted, you frowned eyebrows scrunched. “It didn’t feel right or anything. I only want to share my kisses with you.”

“Oik…” You looked up at him fondly stepping closer. “So I’m better?”

“Better than Heather?”

“Yeah.” He gently grabbed your face smiling.

“Darling, you’re better than everyone.” You smiled stepping on your tippy toes finally having the feeling of his lips on yours. “I love you.”

“I love you, happy Valentine’s Day.”

“Be my valentine?”

“Thought you’d never ask.” You kissed him again feeling as if your on cloud nine, you brother wasn’t too keen to find out his best friend kissed his sister in the halls amongst people, but was glad you were happy and part of him was glad Oikawa was too, though he’d never admit it, he loved you both dearly.

[tricodekus]

Tsukki meets one of his fans (bokuaka child)

[manijardi]

This tweet

Of course, I had to:

[hinata-boke]

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[clawsdevour]

tipsy touch

wc: 1.6k content warning: post-time skip, established relationship, tsukishima x reader, smut, tsukki is almost sober, vulnerable tsukki, oral sex f!receiving, cream pie, not proofread

note: tsukki would so be more needy n vulnerable n genuine w u instead of his stubborn sarcastic personaaaa #CUTE

𐙚᭄.

“Shit..” a low groan enters your house followed by the shutter of the front door clicking. The sound of shoes being taken off before creaking entering the hallway with a subtle clank. You hear the heavy figure slowly stumble down towards the kitchen, stopping when you hear the kitchen sink squeak. The sound of water trailing out from the faucet with a drip.

That sounded like Kei. He must’ve come back home from his little volleyball celebration with his team, you thought to yourself wondering why he came home a bit earlier than you thought but it was nothing really. Work was work, and you knew that due to his busy schedule.

Footsteps echoed along the thin walls and came to a halt at your bedroom door. A quiet knocking at your door, asking for your permission to walk in.

“It’s open,” Tilting your head from behind your book to see if you were correct. Tsukishima’s golden brown eyes behind his dark black frames peeked in through a small sliver of the cracked door. The lighting showed that his expressions were more relaxed than usual, his complex a shade of pink that you don’t see often. 

No wonder why he came home earlier. He was tipsy and knew better than to stay, acknowledging that he’s a lightweight when it comes to alcohol. His heavy body inches closer to your fluffy sheets and plops itself by your closed legs.

“It’s so hot..” Tsukishima muffily complains while trying to shuffle out of his jacket lying on his stomach. Successful, he threw it on the ground while he turnt to lay stomach up to the ceiling trying to catch the whiff of cool air. His chest rising slowly, eyes drooping as the blood in his veins continued to rush towards his face, deepening his already pink complexion.

“How much did you drink this time, Kei?” questioning your husband with a playful huff at the end of your sentence. He’s rarely drunk but whenever he is, he’s really cute and needy. His head tilts in the covers to mutter back at you, “Like.. not much.. I don’t know, but we really need to get a fan in here.” 

You carry on reading your book with a sly smile due to his half drunken state. His hand on his forehead trying to shield his eyes from the lit up light from the corner of your bedroom. Tsukishima’s averting his glossy eyes to the novel in your grasp. Tsukishima slowly rolls back onto his stomach, positioning himself at your closed knees, your eyes peering at him from the top in curiosity.

“What’re you reading?” His vision narrowed, trying to read the title through his slightly blurred eyes in complete focus. A large hand caressing your knee in gentle circles. 

“It’s one of Akaashi’s new works, I think you’d like it a lot.” You gently close the book shut, placing it on your side before reaching to brush through your husband's messy blonde locks of hair. Tsukishima’s hands continue to graze your skin, sending you small shivers from the tips of his warm fingers.

“Hmm.. read it later” mumbling as his lips press against your skin. His other hand places itself under your knee, parting the line that kept your legs close together. 

“Missed you so much today, didn’t get a chance to even kiss you before I left…” he’s pressing sloppy wet kisses onto your inner thighs, sending you small sparks that ignited in your core. His slender fingers continued to roam on your legs as he continued to leisurely separate them off to the side. 

Parted enough for his stature, his hand cups under your knee to lock you in place while his other hand reaches under your silky nightgown. His finger prodding at your panties which had a damp spot, causing you to quietly gasp under your breath. 

His drunken eyes meet with yours asking for your permission, to which you allow his advances. You quickly slip from his grasp to slide down your undergarments and throw them off towards the edge of the bed. His tight clutch is back on your thighs while his face buried itself in between your legs, staring right back at your heat emitting cunt. 

Swirling around your sensitive bud with his hot tongue you can’t help but moan. His sleepy eyes fixated on you with each stroke he makes on your slippery clit. Flicking it up and down, then circling around it before he moved further down towards your entrance. The foreign sensation entering your slick hole while the grasp you held onto the sheets loosens to move onto the back of your husband’s head. Your grip on Tsukishima’s head increased as you pushed him further onto you while you called out for him. 

His tongue’s attacking you aggressively while he’s watching you squirm right in front of him, growing more erect with each whine and whimper that escapes from your mouth. Tsukishima’s lapping up all of your essence when he removes himself from your dripping cunt to insert a finger or two in. You watched as he’s working his long fingers, glossy and sparkling with your juices, in and back out multiple times as you near your high.

The hands wrapped behind your knees increased in strength when he folded them further, pushing you onto your back as he continued to rip out an orgasm out of you. You’re at a breathless mindless state when he does, painting a vision of white as you cum on his digits. His face, red with a smug look and slightly wet from your release.

“Kei..” reaching out your arms for him while his body towered over you for your embrace. His flustered face closes the gap between you, hands still lingering under your silk dress.

Planting a kiss on your lips, you pull back to gaze at him for a moment while his hot alcohol-smelling breath tickles the surface of your cheek. His erection, painfully hard, slightly rubbing onto your radiating core. Sharing an intimate kiss once more before he unbuckles his restraining belt that laid on his waist, letting comfort ease over him when he unclasps the button on his pants. Tsukishima frees his cock, it recoils out and hits the bottom of your stomach causing you to flinch. 

“..Can I?” Nodding out your final answer before tenderly dragging his tip against your soaking wet pussy up and down to collect your fluids. The friction makes you quiver while biting your bottom lip. 

One thrust was all it took for him to shove all of him inside you while you yelped out of shock. He let you adjust to his size for a moment before he further started to rock his hips into you. You're absorbing the feeling of him while he started off at a slow consistent pace, watching his eyes flutter with pleasure from being in your overbearing cunt. 

Tsukishima’s lowering himself onto you, inches away from your body while you wrap your arms around his neck. You could smell the alcohol off his shirt that radiated heat from his overall figure. He’s peppering you with kisses in between grunts as his pace started to grow sloppier but faster. Your ragged gasps mix with the echoing of skin on skin slapping. 

Your pussy’s stretching from all the gradually building up pleasure to accommodate his length, squeezing down when you felt his dick twitch inside you. His cock is plunging back in and out covered in your glistening fluids, making it easier to continue thrusting. His eyes and the effects of alcohol made his longing for you fill with overwhelming ecstasy, heightening his experience as if he was on autopilot. 

Heat building up at the bottom of your stomach once more, breathlessly panting throughout moans that resonated in his ears. All the blood is rushing to his tip, feeling all hot and heavy inside you as Tsukishima’s body continues to surge into yours at full speed.

The way your walls clung tightly onto his erection was all it took for him to understand you were nearing your climax. His lips moved down to caress the crook of your neck, softly sucking on your skin leaving subtle marks along with his pecks here and there. Your nails were digging into his shirt, gripping onto his pace while you took his delicious cock.

“Feel so good.. I’m gonna cum, Kei” babbling out to him with your half lidded gaze. Tsukishima’s golden brown eyes peered at you from your nestled neck to see your adorable expressions twist with each seductive moan that left your lips. 

“M’too.. you’re so cute,” latching his messy kisses onto your jaw. His thumb reaches down to play with your swollen clit to help finish you off. You’re curling your toes while accepting all of the stimulation he’s giving you while you shiver in delight.

You lose your senses when that thread you were holding onto for so long snaps. Creaming all over his cock as it rimmed with a thick white substance, continuously getting pushed back into your cunt. It was like you saw stars in your field of vision when you came. Your arms relax and bounce with each of his remaining thrusts.

“I’m almost there.. don’t worry.” Tsukishima’s breathing is inconsistent and heavy while beads of sweat continue to gather on his forehead. Plummeting his cock at a speedy pace as you laid beneath him, tiredly caressing the bottom of his face.

Loud groans slipped off of Tsukishima’s tongue when his white honey-like liquid spewed into your nether regions. His cum filled you to the brim, leaking out when he slowly removed himself from your swollen cunt. The tall figure looked over you, watching his milky white seed seep down from your gaping hole that twitched to be stuffed once more before collapsing onto you from exhaustion.

His eyelids rested for a second before prying open again to glance at you once more. Buried in your sweet heat, he’s mumbling to you.

“I drank so much.. cause I missed you.” 

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[moechies]

tsumu - nii ❤︎ cw cest

“s-s so creamy, ‘tsumu-nii.”

“yeah? you like it ?”

“mm . .”

you slobber around the tip of atsumu’s cock, strings of spit dribbling down the heavy shaft. one hand wraps around his heavy base , the other around his blushed tip accompanying your mouth.

you’re crouched in between his spread legs , only seconds ago when you had asked your nii-chan for something unfamiliar .

₊˚⊹ ❤︎

“can i suck your cock, nii-nii ? please !”

“no honey. y’gonna hurt yourself, you don’t know how t’do it. next time , okay?”

“but— “ you protest with a petulant whine.

“i said no. y’really need nii-nii to repeat himself?”

“i’m sorry..” you mewl.

he’s so mean. you had only wanted to help , since he had complained about the raging hard-on he seemingly ‘couldn’t get rid of,’ struggling and squirming in his spot on the couch. frankly, it was bothering you too.

you just want what’s best for your nii-chan.

you lean against his chest, his arms enveloping the small of your body , but he feels a tiny pang in his heart as he watches you pout, upset at his rejection.

he sighs and you look up, “okay fine. wanna try makin’ nii-chan feel better?”

he swears he sees your eyes light up.

❤︎ ⊹˚₊

“n-nii nii, i really like it.”

“y’makin’ nii-chan feel so good baby. don’t hurt yourself now.”

“won’t..” you whine at his constant reminders.

you kiss against his tip, tasting his creamy pre on the plush of your lips. you have yet to take him down your throat without instruction ; you know he was likely to scold you if you had.

he runs his fingers through the soft of your hair , soft pats to the top of your head.

“gorgeous sis.”

you blush at the compliment , eager for more. you place the tip of his shaft against your tongue , soft suckles to the sensitive tip.

“ah.. shit . ‘s perfect for nii-nii.”

you rub your thighs together when he grunts , hand crawling back into the bed of your hair with a gentle tug.

“wanna learn how t’make nii-chan feel even better ?”

[nunkisketches]

Goodbye kiss🧡💙

[emmyrosee]

Outside, the rain pours like no one’s business, the wind howling in frustration as it mingles with the tinkering drops against your roof and windows.

You, luckily, are curled happily under your blanket, scrolling through your phone with a nice cup of tea next to you, enjoying the sounds of a storm in nothing but your own company.

Until-

“Ah. You’re home,” you hum, flicking your eyes up at osamu, then back to your phone. His arms are filled with reusable bags that dangle from the bulky muscles, two large palms cradling the milk, and the fluffiness of his hair lays flat to his head. His shirt is soaked, you hear the squish of his shoes, and you hate how cute the wet-dog aesthetic is on your man.

You hear him pant softly, “it’s. Wet. Outside.”

You chuckle and shake your head, reaching for your cup of tea, “yeah baby, that’s why I’m inside.”

“You could’ve helped your strong, smart, talented, amazing boyfriend with the groceries.”

“I offered, you said you “‘got this’,” you hum, secretly glad your boyfriends chivalry knows no bounds and he’d rather get drenched in the cold rain than risk you getting drenched in the cold rain.

But he is a Miya. He’s going to whine just a little bit.

You hear him place the groceries down, “but now I’m cold. And my shoes are wet. And I was lonely.”

You click off your phone and shrug off your blanket, making your way towards him. He smiles as you approach, and when you use a warm hand to move his hair off his forehead, he nuzzles into your touch.

“Thank you for getting the groceries,” you say, leaning up to press a kiss to his cold forehead. “Go take a nice hot shower, I’ll put them away.”

“I only bought a few frozen things, so you can join me in the shower.”

You giggle, “as tempting as that is, I’d really like you to warm up.”

He smirks and, before you can process, he scoops you up in his arms and throws you over his shoulder, his freezing shirt soaking you as you writhe and scream at the playful action. “Osamu!”

“Now you’re wet too. Come shower with me, and wash my hair.”

“You bought dairy,” you manage between titters, “I have to put it away.”

“So let’s put it away together. Then we can shower.”

“You’re so clingy!”

“Oh I’ll show you clingy.”

[crystalchanxdxd]

The sillies🦆✨🌱🍞

[plagalkey]

ちゅき

[applepi-1]

The Texts

Hey

Do you remember when we watched movies til 3 am? Eating anything we can find that was unhealthy. You eating so much strawberry cheesecake and me who ate so much chocolate covered strawberries. Use to joke saying I was trying to level the healthy with the non healthy choices. You use to laugh and call me an idiot, he’s not as funny.

You put your phone down on the table looking at the clock that read 10:30 you looked at your boyfriend who slept by your side, you slowly got out of bed walking down the stairs and out the door, sitting in the cold cold air.

Do you remember our first I love you? I do. It was a cute romantic scene. We just came back from your brothers birthday party and you mother and grandmother kept asking when we’d get married. You had a sparkle in your eyes, do you still have it?

You sighed walking into your apartment looking at your boyfriend as he paced around the room on the phone with his mother. He looked at you and pointed towards the kitchen, you quickly bowed and made your way and began dinner.

You remember that god awful strawberry shortcake we made? It tasted like feet, but you ate every bite clamming to love it?

You scrubbed the food off the plate and into the trash as your boyfriend yelled in the background.

You remember my random 3 am phone calls? No matter how cranky you always answered, always stayed on the phone til I fell asleep. I guess now it’s 3 am text to a number who doesn’t text back.

You looked over at your boyfriend as he slept quickly going to the restroom turning the faucet as the tears ran down your face.

You remember the day we ran away? My dad was throwing things at my mother the day she cheated and you showed up on your bike, riding us to the nearest park. We stayed there for hours. Talking. Smiling. Well I ran away today, parks colder alone…

You covered up the bruise and cuts and sighed into the wind watching your breath slowly disappear into the cold air.

You remember when your brother said I was like the sibling he never had, and asked when you’d marry me so I can officially become the sibling he never had. His family doesn’t even know my name.

You sat at the dinner table very uncomfortable as his dad tried and failed to make small talk with you, it was clear you were never mentioned or even brought up for them to know anything about you.

Today was supposed to be a good day. I went to the amusement park. It wasn’t as fun. He didn’t want to get on any of the rides. I begged like a five year old. Remember when you use to call me an idiot and drag me to the ride I wanted to go on, he’s not funny.

You slumped into the car as he slammed the door. “You’re always on that damn phone who the hell are you texting?”

“My ex.”

“Your ex?”

“Yes, my ex.”

“Why?”

“Why? WHY? Because he can be a dick and act salty around everyone, but he was sweet to me, he was kind. He cared about me. He actually loved me. He is half the man you will ever be, he listened to me, talked to me to his family, bragged about me to his friends. He’s not you.”

“Yeah? He still left.”

I told him about you today… he didn’t like how I spoke so highly of you.

Why did you leave?

—

Today wasn’t so good, I remember how gentle you hands are whenever his touch mine. Your hands were never rough or aggressive… they were caring and sweet. He’s not caring.

You threw your coat on hissing as it rubs against the bruises on your skin.

Remember when you gave me your jacket at the winter dance? You made a horrible “well damn Jackie I can’t control the weather” joke, your friends laughed at you for it, I thought it was adorable. He’s not nice.

You slumped in the corner of the room as everyone talked amongst themselves, you knew no one here but your boyfriend who was no where in eye sight.

Remember when we use to sneak onto the roof at school, the wind was amazing up there. Is the wind still amazing?

You looked at him through a window watching him give a tour of dinosaurs to little kids, smiling to yourself before walking away.

I’m jealous of the town, they can see you everyday, I’m jealous of the dead dinosaurs who are in your bubble at all times, I’m jealous of the single moms who gawk. I saw you the other day, you look good.

You placed your phone down onto the cafe table sighing into your seat watching as the barista brings a plate of chocolate cover strawberries. “Thank you, Teresa.”

i remember when you got into nationals… I was so proud of you, I remember calling you up, telling you how proud I was. I saw Iwaizumi today, he says you’re doing well.

You put your phone in your pocket as you wait for a cab. “Y/n wait.” You looked back seeing Iwaizumi run back to you.

“Yes?”

“He misses you.”

“I’m sorry?”

“We’re not friends, or even close, old team rivals, but I run into Kageyama time to time, and… he misses you.”

“Kageyama told you this?”

“Yeah, He says he glances at his phone and smiled softly, he snuck a glance and saw it was you… you still message him?”

“I do… just when little things remind me of him. I do the same for my boyfriend.”

“Of course.” He went to walk away but you grabbed his arm. “Yes?”

“I don’t… I only write him. I miss him too. It was good seeing you Iwa.”

“You too.” You got into your cab smiling softly to yourself.

I sat in our old cafe the other day, Teresa is finally with the guy we told her about. They seem really happy. You remember when we first got there I spilt water all over her. I still apologize to this day. I had a chocolate covered strawberry for the first time since we.. you know.

You gasped as the door swung open. “Jeez you scared me.”

“Why don’t you love me?”

“You know why.” He stumbled over to you pushing you down onto the bed. “What are you doing?”

“Making love to a stubborn girl to make her fall in love.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Come on I haven’t touched you in ages.”

“I’m not in the mood.” You sat back up but he pushed you down again, climbing on top of you holding your wrist together tightly enough for it to bruise the next day. “I don’t want this.”

“You don’t know what you want.”

“I’m saying no.” He looked down at you before releasing your hands, you sighed in relief but quickly drew in a sharp breath as an awful sting took to your face.

Do you remember our first time? We went to the movies to see Jurassic World with Chris Pratt. You walked me home and I invited you in. It was perfect. Never forced. He’s not perfect.

You sat your phone down crying before you heard a buzz, you quickly picked up your phone looking down at it as two words read below your many texts.

I remember.

Why? Why did you leave? Why do I see your picture perfect smile as he throws a hand back? It’s not fair.

You looked at the message before deleting it.

Why? Why did you leave? Why do I see your picture perfect smile as he throws a hand back? It’s not fair.

I’m sorry.

I’m so sorry.

I’m so so sorry.

Why are you apologizing?

Y/n?

I’m sorry…

You put the phone down staring at your ceiling.

—

He looked down at his phone waiting to see if you’d text anything other than I’m sorry, his friend looked at him confused as he waited. “her again?”

“Yeah, I don’t know what to say.”

“what did she want?”

“She said she was sorry.”

“For?”

“I guess texting me? I should be the one apologizing, I gotta go, tell Kiyoko happy birthday for me.” He walked off winding up at the park you two spent many nights running away from home, it was colder. He sighed looking at the big lights that lead to the amusement park, he followed watching as couples point to many unsafe rides. Lastly, the cafe, he stared in the window as the barista you talked about smiled at the man with such love, he walked in getting her attention, her smile grew as she walked over.

“Hi! How’ve you been? I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“I know, I’m sorry Teresa, I’m glad things worked out for you.”

“Awe, thanks hun, get any table you like, your table is still available of course.”

“My table?”

“You know which one.” She walked off to another table as he walked over to his. He sat down feeling weird as it been ages.

I’m in town today, Teresa does look happy, he suits her, the amusement park still looks unsafe I see. And you were right much colder alone at the park.

He waited for you to reply but nothing came.

Can I see you tonight?

Sure?

Cafe?

Be there in 10.

—

He looked up as the bell dinged, you walked over to him slowly smiling lightly as you sat in front of him. “Hi.”

“Hi.” You shifted in your seat a bit. “How’ve you been? The king tells me you’ve got a promotion.”

“I did. I’ve been good, how about you? Iwaizumi said you also got a promotion as manager of the museum.” He laughed quietly confusing you. “What?”

“We’re acting like middle schoolers going around asking our friends about one another,” You ended up joining his laughter.

“You’re so right! How is the old team?”

“Tanaka and Kiyoko are to be married soon.”

“Oh I know, I got an invite, can you believe after years of pinning, he got the girl.”

“Yeah… he got the girl.” You noticed how his eyes fell at the statement.

“Why did you leave?” Before he could answer another barista appeared.

“What can I get you guys?”

“Oh um, some strawberry shortcake and chocolate covered strawberries please.”

“Oh we don’t serve-“

“I got them!” You quietly chuckled as Teresa settley ran into the poor girl scaring the boy slightly. “I got them.” They laughed as the woman walked away.

“Settle, real settle.”

“One shortcake and strawberries coming up.” You laughed once more at the girl before turning to him.

“What?”

“I forgot how angelic your laugh is.”

“Nothing compared your voice.”

“Please.”

“I’m serious, I could fall asleep listening to it.”

“I’m sure I can send a voice memo at 3 am in texts.” You blushed as she brought out the cake, him taking a bite quickly. “Doesn’t come close to yours Y/n.”

“Oh please, mine was awful.”

“Feet don’t taste like that.”

“How would you know?”

“Oh, um, Y/n. I meant to ask, how’d you like the flowers?”

“Flowers?” You looked at her funny.

“Oh your um boyfriend came in the other day had some in his hand, said they were for his girlfriend.”

“Oh, those f-flowers, they were lovely, Lilly’s.”

“It was roses.”

“Oh right, sorry he just buys so many different ones.” She smiled sweetly before another customer called for her.

“You okay?’

“Yeah, yeah.” You shook your head laughing cocky. “No, I’m not, I’m in a very unhealthy relationship. I’m dating my dad and I’m my mom. This is bad.”

“Then why are you with him?” He rest his hands on the table leaning forward.

“Our parents set it up, well mine did all they had to say was girl and they were hooked. I can’t leave… he’d hurt me.”

“Then leave with me.”

“I-.”

“No seriously, come on. Come live with me, get back on your feet. Do the things you love, feel the amazing air.”

“You read my messages.”

“Highlights of my day honestly, don’t do this for me. Do it for you. What do you say?”

“Okay. Let’s do it, let’s go.” You texted your boyfriend a fair well and left your phone at the cafe before following him to his apartment. Teresa watched with a smile on her face, she knew you didn’t get the flowers, they weren’t even your favorite. She also knew you needed a push in the right direction.

—

It took a while to get over your fear of hands or bottles falling, you haven’t heard from you ex since you left. Everyone’s been patient with you and today makes a year since he took you under his wing, you smiled at yourself in the mirror before walking out your house with lunch in your hand walking off to his job. He was surprised to see you but still grabbed you two a table. You two sat in silence eating slowly enjoying one another’s company.

“Do you remember when we met?” You asked as you two finish and began to walk back home.

“I do, it was a Monday morning, dreadful days, you came running up to me wanting me to sign a protest to have coffee on campus.”

“I was so hooked on coffee back then.”

“Then you asked me my horoscope and took a piece out of a book you were reading and said-“

“I’d leave you alone if you sign my protest.”

“I took the paper after that and you said to keep it, it’ll bring me luck one day,” He pulled a piece of paper out his wallet handing it over to her.

“You kept it.”

“Since I was 14.”

“That was 8 years ago, its been in your wallet for-“

“8 years.”

“Wow. I can’t believe you.”

“You never went away by the way.”

“Oh I know. I’m glad I didn’t I don’t regret it.”

“You once asked why I left.” You too stopped in front of the building staring at one another. “Nationals was coming up. I was nervous, and I didn’t want you there if we lost. I regret doing it everyday, especially because I love you, and I’m sorry. I was nervous you were gonna leave and I pushed you to leave.”

“You love me? As in still?” He smiled softly at you nodding his head.

“still.” You stood on your tippy-toes looking up at him.

“Would you like to come in?”

“Remember what happened last time you did that?”

“I remember.”

[woorbi]

why i wanna buy a gun? why i wanna shoot myself?

[haikyuu-moments]

OMG!!!!! WHO MADE THIS??? I NEED TO TALK TO YOU. I'M GOING INSANE. MY HEART CAN'T TAKE IT 😭🥹😭🥹😭🥹😭

[hinata-boke]

kitty redraw

[reallyromealone]

haikyuu x m!nezuko!reader? Readers always chewing on bread, giving free headpats and doesn’t talk much. Could be karasunos manager? Everyone loves them and shit (I don’t know how to make requests)😭

Title: the cute manager

Fandom haikyuu!!!

Warnings: male reader, fluff, cute, reader has personality of Nezuko

Notes: none

☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️

(Name) munched on some sweet bread as he watched the practice match, water bottles beside him as Kiyoko and Yachi went over their notes, neither paying the other teen to much mind as you see, (name) was mainly here for moral support and because Daichi was incredibly over protective of his younger brother.

"Oh, thank you (name)" Kiyoko said as the two girls were offered bread by the other, somehow he had an endless supply of sweet bread "he makes it himself in the mornings" was what Daichi said once but this much?

"(Name)? Could you be a dear and refill the water bottles with cold water?" Yachi asked the other who looked excited and determined, nodding with little sparkles around him as he took the container filled with water bottles and darted out "we didn't..tell him where it was yet" oh boy, well hopefully he comes back.

The training camp was huge, the other schools playing or doing their own thing as (name) wandered around trying to find where to fill the water bottles "oh? Is that the younger Sawamura?" (Name) looked over at the voices go see oikawa and kuroo looking at him and (name) set the container down and waved, munching on bread as the two captains wandered to him "long time no see shorty!" Kuroo teased as oikawa mumbled something about stealing him to Aoba joasai but all who knew of his brother knew that it would be a very stupid idea.

After all, who dares take karasunos mascot?

"Still eating bread I see?"

Nod nod

"Where are you off too?" Oikawa asked and (name) pointed his thumb to the bottles and the two nodded.

(Name) was hoisted onto Kuroos back as oikawa held the bottles,(name)s shortness making him easy for lifting and carrying "oh... I'm out of bread..." (Name) mumbled as they got to the water spot kuroo setting him down as the two captains looked curious, rarely did anyone hear (name) speak as kuroo barked out a laugh "of course that's what you worry about!" As kuroo patted his head, the captains helping him with his water bottles before letting him go back to his team where Tanaka whined "(name)! There you are!" The bald teen was on the bench holding ice to his head, whining about needing their precious mascot to help him as (name) wandered to his bag and pulled out two rolls of bread and shoved one on his mouth before giving Tanaka one, patting his head happily.

'fuzzy wuzzy was a bear...' (name) thought jokingly as Tanaka praised him.

(Name) returned to his spot as the team chugged their water and chatted with fukurodani about their plays, (name) listening as Tanaka and Hinata rabled about their plays.

Just a normal day for (name).

[snoww-drop]

Idk about y'all but if these big ol' doe eyes would look at me, I'd cry