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revasserium · 1 year

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LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT WITH OMI OMI PLSSSSSS I LOVE YOU

@swaggerpear replied to your post “at first sight ft. kageyama, daichi, sugawara,...”:

BOKUTOOO PLEASEEE

at first sight, pt 2

ft. sakusa, bokuto, iwaizumi, oikawa

sakusa.

the first time he sees you, he knows you’re the one. he breathes easier, the air sitting better, sitting sweeter in his lungs — the persistent itch beneath his skin fades to a dull buzz, and when you turn your eyes onto him amidst the flash of cameras and the clamor of reporters, the whole world goes silent. when was the last time that’s happened for him? he can’t remember. you smile, and world is beautiful, irresistible white noise. he smiles back. later, when he manages to find you in the swell of people clamoring to interview him, he asks if you’re new to this — he hasn’t seen you on the press circuit before, and you tell him that you are. that once, you’d dreamed of taking pictures of beautiful things; he cocks his head and smirks, his mask for once pulled down to his chin — the words are out of his mouth before he can stop himself, “so you must be glad you found me, then.” he doesn’t have time to feel mortified because then, you’re laughing, the sound trickling over his skin like rose water, like piano music, and he shivers beneath it’s touch. you nod, blushing, the color so darling against your cheeks he want to lean in and kiss you. he does do that — but not till much later, and when he does, he finds you smiling. he finds that he likes the taste of your smile, too. and that of all the things he’d thought about kissing before now — of how unsanitary it might be, of how awkward, he finds that he really doesn’t mind because, well… it’s you.

bokuto.

the first time he sees you, he know you’re the one. he knows with the certainty of a rising sun. he knows like the receding tide, like the changing of seasons — he knows with the self-assuredness of weathermen forecasting the coming of monsoon season, just along the coast, where the beaches are wide and the sands are hot. he knows, he knows, he knows. he chases down the entire length of corridor at the sports clinic, trips over his own feet, faceplants before picking himself up, asks for your name, your number, what you’re specializing in, feels his stomach leap out of his mouth when you tell him that it’s sports medicine, can’t help but notice the way you’re blushing, the pink kissing across the tops of your cheeks the way he wishes he could. and he does — about a week and a half later, cupping your face in his rough-hewn hands, all thick skin and calluses from spike-practice, but you trace them over with your soft fingers later and tell him that you love them — love the way they feel against your skin, love the stories they tell, the strength they hold, the hours and hours of determination they are a mark of. three weeks in, he tells akaashi he thinks he’s going to marry you. three months in, he pops the question. you’re laughing and crying, both, when you say yes. later, he’d proudly brag to all his teammates that he’d caught an angel in the palms of his hands, brag that it took less than a second for him to literally fall for you, because hey, it must’ve hurt for you to fall from heaven, so he should have to hurt a little too.

iwaizumi.

the first time he sees you, he’s sure he’s misunderstood — surely the universe could not have been conspiring the way it did, surely manifest destiny would not play out the way he thought, the statistics line up the numbers just so. surely — it can’t be this perfect. but it can — so he learns, when he bumps into you again, in another country no less, so far from the confines of a japanese seven-eleven, all the way across the world in argentina, where he’s supposed to be meeting up with oikawa but the jerk is late and now he’s here, his eyes caught in yours in this coffee shop not three blocks away from the olympic training stadium. you both try to ask for each others names, and then, you both fall into awkward, knowing laughter. because if it’s not destiny, he doesn’t know what it is. if it’s not fate, then you don’t know what to call it — what are the chances of two people running into each other time and time again, halfway around the entire world? he asks you out for dinner, and you don’t say no. oikawa teases him mercilessly about it later, but he doesn’t care. he never fancied himself someone to be lovesick, but when oikawa floats out the term, he doesn’t negate him. it’s a slow-going thing, but iwaizumi finds that he doesn’t mind — he likes taking his time with you, knows implicitly that he has all the time in the world — because if you’d found each other across the entire world, then what’s there to be afraid of? what more is there to worry about? you have all the time in the world — after all, isn’t that what it means to be meant to each other?

oikawa.

the first time he sees you, he does double take, and then a triple take. and later, he’d do anything to claim that it was you who chased after him, but those closest to him all know the truth — that he’d run down four flights of stairs and searched through the entire olympic arena to find you, mulling over musubi of all things — him, breathless and panting, and really, really wondering what the hell he as doing. he’s got a game later, but — well, he couldn’t really help himself. call him a skirt chaser, call him a womanizer, call him the playboy to end all playboys, but oikawa tooru has always known what he wanted. and he knew, in the blink of an eye, that he wanted you. so he’d chased after you, he’d found you, he’d turned up his charm and ramped up his smolder and you… well, you’d shaken your head and brushed him off. it’d stung, of course it had. he’d been inconsolable for weeks, but after he found out that you’re related to the famous sportscaster, he finds himself rejuvenated. he tells your dad that he’s in love with you before he ever asks you out on a date. years later, long after he’d managed to convince you out for one date, which turned into two, and then five, and then ten, and then… who’s keeping count any more, right? he stands across from you with your hands in his and tears in his eyes, he tells you — he says, y’know… the first time i saw you, in that crowd, i knew you were the one for me.

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the-cosmic-teapot · 6 months

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Eternity and So Much More

Bokuto x reader

WC: 2392

TW: Self doubt, insecurity, marriage talk, long term commitment, reader needs a hug and kiss, bokuto is amazing and really affirming, I tried to keep this as gender neutral as possible (engagement ring description, but not story crucial-like a sentence max) , open ended

*proof read by my man in arts husband, its his fault for typos :)

Summary: Bokuto had a very important question to ask you, but you don't see yourself in the best light.

A/N: Hi pals, this is my first time publishing anything outside of a really cringy period on Wattpad when I was 13 (no longer available for my own sanity). I am not typically a writer, so I apologize in advance, but I love Bokuto so much yeah. I hope you like this! Feedback is always welcome!

~Cosmic

Being in a relationship with a pro athlete is difficult because more times than not, they prioritize their careers. It’s what they have been working towards for the longest time and they will do almost anything to stay on the court. This is especially true with one, Bokuto Koutaro. You could ask anyone about the large, owlish man and his devotion to volleyball; they would all say the same thing: he is meant to be on the court. Knowing this did not stop you from being in a relationship with him. If anything there was a sense of pride because of his passion for the sport. There were countless missed dinners and events because of extra practice, but this did little to dissuade you from falling for the outside hitter. With all of the missed dates there were thoughtful gifts or a lavish trip with him for time together to make up his absences.

You knew it was coming, Bokuto's proposal, because he is not the most subtle person and he is not great at hiding things. It had been about a week prior when you found the ring in his sock drawer when doing his laundry. It was a beautiful, yet simple princess cut diamond ring with a few accent stones around it, and here you are, at dinner with Bokuto and some friends, both old and new. Most of the night was filled with laughter and smiles, as is most of the time with Bokuto, except this time there was a pit in your stomach you couldn’t explain. Was it something you ate? Maybe it was social anxiety from being around all of Bokuto's high school friends, who you’ve seen on a few occasions. You only really knew Akaashi because of how close he was with Bokuto. Yet, in spite of this feeling you pushed through dinner with a smile.

As the appetizers and entrees came and went Bokuto insisted on getting dessert for everyone. The pair of you settled on a chocolate cake with ice cream. While the desserts were being prepared Bokuto gathered the attention of everyone and began speaking of the love he has for you, and your beauty. As he continued his speech, the pit grew deeper and deeper. His little speech concluded in tandem with the arrival of dessert, where you saw the same ring that was hidden among his socks sitting on the top of the cake slice. Then you look at Bokuto already on one knee as he asks the question, “Will you marry me?”

At this moment you didn’t have any words. Why weren’t you saying anything? Could you say anything at all?

The first day of your third year at university felt the same as the others. You noted that campus was a bit livelier than normal, but this would surely die down after a couple of weeks as people lost motivation to go to class. As you walked into your first lecture hall you chose your seat with care as you would be using it for the rest of the semester. After all, humans are creatures of habit.

When you stepped outside of the lecture hall at the end of class, you could swear you felt like a mummy leaving its crypt and stepping into the sun for the first time. Apparently you stood in place a second too long because a large man was not paying attention at the stop in traffic and bumped into your back causing you to trip and fall. As you stood back up and turned to face the cause of your fall he immediately began apologizing and saying he will buy you coffee or a pastry as his way of apologizing. Initially stunned by the sudden change in your position to seeing a large man practically on his hands and knees begging for your forgiveness for a small nudge was, admittedly, quite a scene to behold. You insisted that you were okay and there were no bruises or scratches, but he looked like a kicked puppy saying something about how he has harmed you and his mother and sisters will certainly skin him alive for not making it up to you. So you agreed to his offer of coffee, seeing as you do not have class for another hour and a half. On the walk over to the cafe you learn his name, Bokuto, and he is a starter for the men's volleyball team.

Everyone was staring at you now, waiting for an answer. You see the glints of love and true passion in Bukotos eyes; the same look he has when he plays volleyball. Why couldn’t you say anything? What was wrong with you? Here there is a man who loves you, and all you can do is just stand there. Thoughts of inadequacy swarm your mind; you’ll never be pretty enough, you’ll never be charismatic enough, you’ll never be enough for him.

After getting coffee with Bokuto, he seemed to be part of your life. Initially it was small things like him asking you to study with him because he “gets distracted, and it is nice to have someone to keep him on track”. This typically ended with getting nothing done because of how easy conversations flowed with him. Eventually this turned into movie nights with his friends. By the end of that semester the two of you were practically inseparable.

Sometime during the break you realized how you had grown to care for this large puppy of a man. Your days away from campus, as well as Bokuto, seemed more dreary, like something was missing. The days away made you truly notice an absence you didn’t know you could miss. Despite this, you still managed to have a relaxing break.

Bokuto was also stuck with his thoughts of you and what you were doing. He misses your smile and laugh, he misses how you would roll your eyes at some dumb joke he had made, but most of all, he misses how you care about him. Through high school he was used to girls flocking to him because of his volleyball talent, but none of them seemed to care about who he was as a person. You care about him as Bokuto Kotaro, not Bokuto Kotaro the volleyball powerhouse. You care about the little things, ensuring he stayed hydrated and made sure he always had someone cheering him on. He loved those things about you.

By the time you got back to campus and got fully moved into your new dormroom, Bokuto called and asked to get lunch because he was, as always, starving. By the end of the lunch you were sure Bokuto enjoyed your presence because of how he mentioned it at least five times when walking you home. As you get to your complex's door you debate inviting Bokuto in to watch a movie or something, but a small voice crept in saying that he probably had other, better things to be doing. So you bid him a farewell and went up alone.

As Bokuto stares at you with anticipation and nothing but adoration in his eyes staring into your own, you are at war with your insecurities. How could he want you in that way? It wasn't because you were the prettiest or because you were the most popular. It definitely wasn’t because you were the best at anything; what was it? You know he loves you, but honestly you don’t fully understand why.

After about a minute of staring at you Bokuto began to feel a pit form in his stomach, a rare feeling for him that he wasn’t too familiar with. The last time this happened was when he asked you to go on a date with him; an actual date too, not the platonic hangout sessions from when you were first getting to know each other. Was it taking you so long to answer because you thought he wouldn't be a good husband? Was it because he can be forgetful and so focused on volleyball? Those couldn't be it, you always said that it was something you loved about him, his dedication and drive. Why weren’t you saying anything? What was holding you back?

It had been one year since you met Bokuto, the start of your last year of university. Thursdays became takeout and movie night with him, just him; no one else because “I want to spend time alone with my best friend”. You thought it was sweet that he wanted to take time with just you, but it hurt when you assumed he didn’t see you romantically. You’d be stupid not to have a crush on him, he is so charismatic and funny, not to mention he looks like he was shaped by the gods, in contrast to his puppy like demeanor that would make a statue smile.

On one such Thursday Bokuto was antsy, more than normal. About a third of the way into your movie pick, you had to pause the movie. His fidgeting was getting on your nerves and you could no longer bear to ignore it. In response to you pausing, Bokuto just stared dumbly at you instead of saying anything. This was odd, there was seldom a time Bokuto was without words.

“What’s your problem tonight?’ you asked, a little agitated. “We can change the movie if you’re not into it.”

“I just...” He paused for a bit and continued, “ I um, I think I’d like to take you out.” You stared back just as dumbly at him for a bit. “ I don’t mean, like, kill you. I mean like a date… If you want…” You sat on his couch in one of his hoodies with Thai take-out in your lap while he thought this is something he wouldn’t mind seeing all the time. He impatiently awaited your answer, fidgeting with his hands.

After what felt like an eon (a few minutes in actuality) you responded, “Really? Me?” It was strange to be asked out by someone who was like Bokuto. You weren't the typical drop dead gorgeous type athletes like him usually went after, at least in your own eyes.

“Well, yeah… that’s why I asked you.” He stated very matter-of-factly. “Why wouldn't I want to date you? You know me, and still want to be my friend after I embarrassed myself at that party. You also still want to study with me even when I don’t know what’s happening, and you dont mind helping me with my classwork even though you’re taking more classes than me.”

He went on like this for 5 minutes before you finally snapped out of your haze to interrupt him and respond. “I didn’t know you cared that much about me...” You sat on your words before landing on “Okay”.

You thought you had broken the owlish man when that four letter word left your mouth. He just sat and stared at you before breaking out into the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on him, this is including when he scored the winning point for nationals last spring. In an instant he was off of the couch, as were you, bouncing around the room shaking you along too.

Feeling the stares of your friends and his, you felt nauseous. You loved Bokuto, but could you accept this? What happens if it falls apart, could you live through that? What if a few years later he finds someone better than you, how could you live with that? You just stood there. Your legs felt as if they weighed a million pounds and your jaw a billion more.

Bokuto was freaking out because he was sure you’d say yes immediately. You’d talked about your futures after graduation and you said something along the lines of wanting him in your life forever. Did he misinterpret that? He got your dream ring from one of your friends who was kind enough to help him. What did he do to screw this up?

“I-I…” you took a breath, “I don’t know” you finished close to tears. After giving an answer you needed to get out, looking at Bokuto was painful because he was heartbroken and confused. You gathered your things and ran out of the restaurant.

Bokuto followed closely after you without grabbing anything. He ran a hand through his hair as he stepped out onto the sidewalk spotting you instantly.

He tentatively approached you as if you were a scared stray cat. “Hey… are you okay? What happened back there?” Bokuto was close to tears too, his usually bright eyes were so serious now. “Are you not ready for this? I thought that conversation after graduation meant you wanted this… I’m really sorry if I got that wrong.” He wouldn’t stop talking. You felt like actual garbage, here he was apologizing to you for what were your own inadequacies.

“I’m not-” you take a breath, “I’m not good enough for this, or for you. You are a pro athlete, you’re way out of my league, and I’m just someone who fell in love with you. I am not special in any way, I’m not extraordinary, I’m just me.” You pause for a second before continuing, “You deserve so much better than me, you are amazing and deserve the universe, and I’m not that.”

“I don’t see it that way.” Bokuto said simply. “You’re amazing because you are you. I love the way you get focused and bite your lip when you do. I love the way you care for me and make sure I am taking care of myself. How you make the effort to know my friends and family.” He continued while holding your wrist as if to make sure you don’t vanish into nothing. “Most importantly, I love you because of how you love me.” He concluded with a huff, Bokuto was frustrated that he needed to tell you all of this, but if he had to repeat these affirmations to you over and over like a mantra he would without hesitation.

“Are you sure?” You question, biting your lip and avoiding Bokuto's eyes that always seem to find yours. “Yes, of course, I wouldn’t say anything I didn’t mean” He answers immediately after. “I want you in my life for eternity and so much more.”

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eggyrocks · 1 month

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i remember you doing a poll long time ago, about who would win a love island and ever since i’ve been thinking about of how messy it would be if it all of your couples would be in the show. i feel like syrup yn and oikawa would definitely cause unnecessary arguments to get screentime and we would see them giggle about it during the night. static yn and noya seem like they would try pull pranks on the other couples or instigate beef in order for them to win which could possibly backfire on them (specifically pull pranks on get back yn and hinata since they could be a fans favourite due to them being cute childhood lovers) RAMBLING BUT IT WOULD BE SO CHAOTIC HELP

NO BECAUSE LET ME GET INTO IT

on repeat yn and kageyama get together on night one and stay together the entire time; they're just minding their business in the villa and do not get involved in any drama between the other couples (despite how much oikawa tries to drag kageyama into it) producers and the viewers forget about them but then they like come in top three because people like how chill they are together

syrup yn and oikawa are arguing every single day abt stupid shit and you're absolutely right it's for screen time. they would take challenges so seriously and they would purposefully do shady things for drama ( oikawa gets the question "who in the villa do u think is the fakest" and he would pick yn and she would cry about it but then ur right during the night they'd be like 'lmafo'). a bombshell would come in and try to steal away yn tho and oikawa would genuinely spin out. (that pool scene with rob this season lmaffoo) and yn would be like can u calm down i dont like him

calloused hands yn and kuroo have DRAMAAAAAAA oh my god they have like honest ot god drama because yn has trust issues and kuroo comes on too dedicated & strong too soon so he's like day one "yeah this is my girl i want her" and she's like "hmmmmm i'm gonna wait and give it a second" and viewers don't like her because they think she's leading kuroo on but she's like "???? sorry he's in love with me i didn't make him" but eventually she does start to get on the same level as him and they're smooth sailing from there. they have die hard fans watching at home.

35mm yn and akaashi have a slow burner but they would never even entertain the idea of anyone else. they would both sleep on the outside beds during casa amor. people would call them a married couple and everyone else would come to them for advice. akaashi asks yn to be his girlfriend right after casa amor and then some new girl comes in right after and chooses to recouple with akaashi and the whole entire villa erupts into chaos but yn is actually unbothered

static yn and noya would be in a "friendship couple" and be like yeah we're looking for other connections until one day randomly in the middle of the night like halfway through the show they're just making out and they're like yeah actually we have a really strong connection :) noya would be possessive every time a new guy came in and cling to yn to let him know she was not available. anon u are correct they absolutely try fucking with everyone else

there's no queer relationships on love island which is stupid and also homophobic but if there were kiyoko and inked yn would absolutely win everyone would be in love with them from the start and it would be clear that they were like soulmates. halfway through they would be like "do u wanna just leave together i dont wanna be here with these people anymore" loyal from day 1

atsumu and count your losses yn do not start off together. atsumu wants only her but she's coupled up with someone else so he's kind of a player so he can stay in the villa until yn is out of her other couple and he's free to pursue her lol. she pretends not to like him but when someone else tries to steal him away she gets crazy jealous.

i feel like get back yn would be a day 1 girlie and hinata would be a bombshell and she would be like "oh my god. that's my ex." and it would be all over twitter. she hates him at first but he's obsessed with getting her back and the producers are definitely pushing them together. ur right they're fan favorites and when they finally get together (after FOREVER, post casa amor when it seems like the producers are rigging the recouplings just to keep both of them on) it trends for like a week

maneater yn and iwa are definitely that couple that are forced to couple up together (like they got voted by the public to be together or smth) and they don't get it at all. constantly fighting and bickering and shading each other during challenges and when they have to kiss they like. hardly do it and the producers get mad at them. and then no one's sure what happened because they still act like that except they chose to stay together during every recoupling and start hooking up at night but they still bicker and argue and shade each other and everyone is actually so confused about it

callloused hands yn and maneater yn and count your losses yn are best friends they're a very popular trio. they love holding all the men accountable and talking a ton of shit

get back yn, static yn, and inked yn are also very good friends and they spend most of their time on the villa together. they get in the pool a lot so they can take their mics out and try to teach each other morse code so they can talk without someone listening in/the producers getting mad at them but it doesn't work out

syrup yn, on repeat yn, and 35mm are our final trio and they are the criers. they love a good heart to heart and know how to put it on for the cameras. producers love them. they have little therapy sessions together but they're not real and they're definintely hamming it up. on repeat yn and 35mm yn do a lot of "comforting" of syrup yn when her and oikawa get into their 584 fake argument

akaashi makes 35mm an avacado toast and a coffee every morning and by the time she gets out she never wants to see another avacado again

noya got banned from cooking so static yn makes him breakfast in the morning and makes jokes abt being a trad wife that get cut from the show

iwa's always working out in that fuck ass gym and maneater yn walks and makes fun of him and says things like "bet you can't do a pull up with me on your back!"

iwa and kageyama get in trouble with producers because they never wanna do confessionals but their couples are up in there yapping 24/7 in that confessional booth

kuroo and ch yn are the best dressed couple in the villa

#i went with maneater yn and iwa bc i feel like theyre more likely to go on love island that bruised yn/iwa #also idk what happened this just came out of me #ask

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akaakeis · 22 days

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gnawing at my nails rn i miss my bf (i dont have one) how do u pick like,,, one person to selfship with bc⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️

like there r so many options ushijima i dont even know who's my favourite character rn ushijima like guys☹️⁉️⁉️

BUT I cant wait for savyaku😼😼😼😼😼 SOCUTE

goshiki is my babey though he is sososososososososo cute and i would want him irl and i bet i could even pull him irl toooo

yk what this type of starting is called! a HOOK sentence cuz u got HOOKED and now ur reading this long ass ask. WAIT FUCJ mattsun guys hear me out here ANYWAYS. HRU SAV!!!!!!!!!!!! its 4am for yew rn right!!

anyways.. its 4pm havent had lunch yet am so fucking tired but soft rice.. soft white rice.... i want to sleep but rice....... call me basic but soft white rice is the best fucking thing in the entire world right after u. teacher gave my english composition an 80 i think ill end up on the news. i just stood up abruptly and the world went 🌀🌀🌀🌀 should i be worried..!!!!

THERE WAS AN OWL ON OUR ROOF THE OTHER DAY SO COOL i almost started writing akaashi hurt comfort (???) at school today but i didnt get time and now im Too Tired :(

im reading and the mountains echoed by khaled hosseini and erm. the plot is so questionable at times like wdym the guy was in love with his chauffeur wdym she tried to kill her sister and changed her mind last second so it was only paralysis but its ok bc she killed her fr next time. wdym this one girl dated her moms ex and then married her friend's ex like guys.. guys i have Questions..

IDK IF U READ JJK MANGA BUT U SHOULD READ JJK MANGA

i cant wait for ur birthday #weirdkidthings Im So Funny Guys Im So Funny

im going to sleep so hard tonight grrgrgrhrgrg i had ice cream on the way home from school YUM and then math kid era p2 i finished this one thinf before everyone else even started and the teacher asked if i did it qt home cuz wtf. ew now i remember her using her nail to create indentations in the paper and i feel nauseous my skin is crawling

WHATEVER eRmmrmrm im sitting on the stairs rn hashtag procrastination ahahahahah ive been writing this and zoninf out for the past 7 minutes yyyyyippeeee

im so tired guys let me sleeeep

my parenrs were supposed to find baby gender today but the little shit kept its legs shut and didnt let them see (just like me frl)

correction im lying on the stairs rn ..

honestly me x goshiki would be Bomb why is he so unpopular all his fics are mid or questionable so far,,,, anyways. konoha is so beautiful i would want him excpet i have like no grip on his character so #tweaks. i hate andrew tate so fkn much. i cant wait till i turn 16 idk i feel like life will be significantly cooler then. anyways bb i take my leave gotta go eat lunch

i hope youve eaten by the time ur reading this!!! stay hydrated and safe and dm me to be silly together whenever >:]]]]] i hope u have a WONDERFUL day sav!! ily <3

look at my man hes so gorgeous btw

alina... bf... :D alright then! umumumummm honestly there were many characters that i wanted to do a selfship with but i didnt want to be self shipping with the same character that someone im following consistently self ships with LMAO cause i feel like it gets weird for me at that point cause all the hcs in my head get mixed up? ANYWAY i just think of selfships with any character im hyperfixating on at that very moment... in fact my selfship very well may change!!!

anyway since im replying after you decided on yuulina... NOYA AGHHH U GUYS WILL BE SO CUTE TOGETHER!!! IM UR NO 1 SUPPORTER THIS IS YUULINA SUPPORT CENTRAL‼️‼️‼️

savyaku sounds so funny i need to thank of something that sounds better stop rn 💔 BUT I LOVE HIM SO SO SO SO SO MUCH IM SUPER EXCITED TO DO SOME SELFSHIP STUFF :))

u would so pull goshiki irl 🙂‍↕️

HELP thanks for the english lesson lina 😭 those terms always make me shudder because they were drilled into my head in my college comp class it was horrifying. and NO not mattsun i do NOT approve of that at this point in time!!!! AND IM OKAY!! tired as hell and i have 3 projects to work on <3 (i stacked my classes this year, im not proud.) IT IS NOW 3 PM AS I ANSWER THIS ASK SO SORRY IT TOOK ME LIKE 12 HOURS WOAH

honestly u were probably tired because you didn't eat but i digress... AND SOFT WHITE RICE HAS MY HEART IT MAY BE AN ASIAN THING?? and awh stawp😋 ARE WE TALKING ABOUT THE ENGLISH TEACHER THAT YOU CORRECTED IN CLASS? THE ONE THAT CANT SPEAK AS WELL AS YOU?? insanity 😨 i may end up on the news as well. AND YOURE PROBABLY HUNGRY AND DEHYDRATED GO EAT AND DRINK WATER IF YOU HAVENT ALREADY WHAT??? PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF!!

WHAT AN OWL ON THE ROOF THATS SUPER COOL!! bro i love owls :( and ugh i get what u mean i feel like sometimes the time just slips away... but its okay! you'll have time at some later date <3 make sure you rest enough!!

guys what my jaw just dropped?? THOSE WERE THE MOST RANDOM PLOT POINTS YOU COULDVE LEFT ME WITH. NOW IM JUST CONFUSED? KINDA WANNA READ IT NOW (my readlist has 100+ books on it)...

AND IVE READ SOME OF IT BUT IM NOT UP TO DATE RN I HAVENT HAD MUCH TIME TO CATCH UP RECENTLY

im excited for your bday too!! im trying to math away the time differences in my head so like i would dm at 12 pm the day before your bday so i would catch u at midnight i THINK.

i hope u are having an AMAZING sleep rn alina!!! and u are so smart <3 barf ur teacher needs to stop doing that thats lowk unsanitary? in my book

HELP ME NOT THE JS LIKE ME FR 😭😭 hopefully u guys are able to figure out the gender soon!! im so excited for you guys <33

goshiki is under appreciated as a character honestly and i think its cause of his fuckass haircut 😭 NO OFFENSE TO YOU WHATSOEVER IM SORRY!! HES CUTE BUT THE HAIR IS NOT FOR ME. when i saw him shirabu AND tendou i was like "what the HELL is wrong with shiratorizawa they are all fucked" no they werent they had semi and ushijima BUT THAT WAS FIRST IMPRESSION ANYWAY also konoha UGRHSHSBNDMSJABD hes so!!! so!!! yeah!!! i love him sm... also how did we get on the topic of andrew tate hes such a weird guy i dont like him 💀 AND SO REAL im excited to be 16 <3

AND I HAVE!! make sure u eat something nutritious before school! and drink some water!! i hope your day is lovely <3 ily!!

#asks!!#alina ily alina #my platonic soulmate literally written in the stars honeypie loml sugarplum!!

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404-its-alr · 1 year

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July 28th August 29th, 2023

The Radiating Star: ☆Kōtarō Bokuto x G!Reader☆

Context- You both have been together since senior year of high school, aw high school sweethearts! Pushing through all the hard work, arguments, and fun moments throughout the years of being together. 6 years to be exact, and you have dropped subtle hints about marriage, even flat out asked if married was going to happen, yet no initiative had been taken. He told you that he wasn't opposed to it but was simply occupied to put much thought into it. So you decided that you would just pop the question on him!

Marriage for him was the last thing on his mind. It’s not because he didn’t want to marry you. He loved you truly. He always brought you some gifts when he went traveling. You have tried to sit down and talk about it, but Kōtarō would pay no mind and brush it off by saying- “Hm? Oh, can we discuss this later? I have to go meet up with Akaashi.” That was the last time you had tried to talk about it. Two weeks have passed, and you’ve started thinking that he didn’t want to get married.

Little did you know, he has been asking Akaashi for advice. He had a little mental breakdown when you first brought it up, and over the course of two weeks, he was ready. He panicked multiple times, and he kept going between feeling downhearted to feeling confident. He had kept you completely in the dark, so you were left to think.

He took you to your favorite restaurant, and he was super nervous. His palms were sweating, fumbling with some objects on the table, he kept moving his leg up and down, and his words were a stuttering mess. His behavior raised suspicion to you and would ask him if he was doing okay. He tried to reassure you that he was, but his plan failed successfully. You still kept your eye on him and tried to help him out a little bit.

During one of the conversations Kō had with Akaashi, he suggested that Kōtarō take you to a park since it’ll most likely be secluded. After paying for everything and leaving a tip for the server, he took your hand in his and led you on a walk. After walking around, he took you to a bench with lights illuminating the both of you and away from any wandering figures.

With both of you sitting, he was still jittery, so you grabbed his hand to try to console him and asked “Are you sure you’re okay?” He nodded because he didn’t trust his words. “Kōtarō, could you listen to what I’m going to say without interrupting?” In a soft whisper, he responded “yes” and you held his hand tighter.

Making eye contact with him as you take a deep breath and say “I love you so much…it has been an amazing six years of being together, and uhm, I understand that you have been busy. But I, uh, want to ask” You looked away for a split second. “Where is this relationship going? I want to marry you, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I’ve been wanting to for quite a while, and to me, it seems that you don’t want to or at least don’t care about it. I want a relationship where we get married and have children. I want those things with you so…” You slid off the bench and put your knee on the cement and took both his hands in yours.

Starring in his loving eyes, you softly asked, “Will you, Bokuto Kōtarō, please allow me the honor to ask you to marry me?” He teared up and responded with “of course, but I also had an entire speech planned as well.” Both of you stared at each other, staying silent for a moment then bursting into laughter. After the sound of joy died down and wiping away tears, you were the first one to speak, letting go of his hands, and sitting back on the bench “So …that’s why you were nervous this entire evening. Makes a lot more sense. I thought you were doing all those things because you had some bad news to give me.” He was taken aback by what you said. “Do you want me to explain the plan to you?” Kō asked. “I do apologize for interrupting your plan, and of course, I would love to hear it.” You responded.

He took both your hands in his, cupping them and sucked in a breath before speaking, “ You are the most amazing, patient, lovable, human being in the entire universe. I truly wish you could realize how much you mean to me, and it was not my intention to let you think that I didn’t want to marry you. I want you to know that I love you so very much, my beloved, I could not ever imagine myself spending eternity with another person. I’m saving more for my speech at our wedding” he chuckles “Y/n L/n, will you allow me the chance to reciprocate your question?”

#haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu bokuto #in my drafts #mellas' Stary Series #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu hurt/comfort #haikyuu #hq bokuto

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clairewriteshaikyuuxreader · 2 years

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HQ!! guys reacting to when your groom leaves you at the altar

It has been a wild year for married people. I can’t get over the whole Ned Fulmer scandal lol, I remember being 15 (I miss being fifteen T.T) and watching the Try Guys while they were still in Buzzfood. Gosh.

Speechless. Utterly speechless. You were fine as hell, you were sweet and loyal and funny, and you tried your best to like the things that bastard liked. How could he--how could anyone not want to marry you? But when he sees the first sign of tears, he is quick to act, putting his jacket over your shoulders and ushers you away from the judging, piercing gaze of your guests.

“Come on. After you’re done crying we’ll go kick the son of a bitch,” he jokes, trying his best to lighten the mood. Alternatively, he’ll silently let you cry, deciding that you don’t need him messing with your state.

OIKAWA, tendou, tsukishima, semi, hanamaki, MATSUKAWA, SUNA, sakusa, kageyama, ushijima, kenma

When the news reaches your ears, you freeze. Everyone else does, too. Everyone except him. He moves faster than he feels–he was already by your side before any of your family or other friends could even think to comfort you. Seeing you break down, having you sob into his chest made every part of him ache. He hated seeing you upset. He was mad and shocked at the man’s betrayal, but he didn’t let these emotions show, not right now, not when you needed him to be at his steadiest.

“Sh… it’s okay, you’re okay. Just breathe for me, okay?” He whispers, cradling you between his arms, ignoring the guilt of mild relief he felt in knowing that you wouldn’t be tied to that man.

AKAASHI, KITA, bokuto, osamu, hinata, yamaguchi, lev, ASAHI, sugawara, kuroo

You caught your groom leaving the hotel restroom with one of his colleagues, disheveled and panting. And perhaps worst of all, you three weren’t alone. You had your parents and closest friends with you. Silence fell down the hall while everybody stared at you in silent anticipation. You were…you didn’t say anything. You were stuck in quiet, muffled surprise. He was shocked too, but then he saw it, the faintest quiver of your jaw and he saw red. He was furious–why shouldn’t he be? You were everything anyone would ever need and want, and you deserved to be happy and loved. So how dare that cretin do this to you? Next thing he knew, he was lunging at your now ex-lover.

“You sunova–how could you do this? How could you–!” He only stops himself from beating your fiance into a pulp when you wrap your arms around him, pleading him to stop.

IWAIZUMI, daichi, atsumu, nishinoya

Just a side note: I wrote this mainly because of Iwaizumi. Other side note: have you ever seen athletic trainer Iwaizumi (27)? I'd give up my life for just one night with that man.

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lilimonarch · 1 year

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Doctor Hanahaki - If you stay. [4]

Doctor Hanahaki

Chapter 4

WC: 5485

After a rough night, Akaashi comes down with a bad flu and he makes a simple mistake with his impaired feverish logic. Though he does realize he has more people looking out for him than he realizes.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/47404093/chapters/126061117

“You look like shit.”

Akaashi looked up from his computer to see Sugawara with a deadpan expression. Hello? Rude. He thought to himself before fixing his glasses. “Excuse me?” He raised an eyebrow, rolling his eyes. They were about to open the clinic and the two of them got here early, Nurse Shimizu was just about to arrive.

Sugawara had his hands on his hips, shaking his head. “See, all doctors have eyebags but not like those. I said it, and I’ll say it again. You, Dr. Akaashi, look like utter shit.” Nurse Tanaka Shimizu walked in the hall to see her two doctor coworkers bickering, Akaashi with a scowl. “Kiyoko! Doesn’t Akaashi look like utter shit?” Sugawara grinned.

“It’s 7 in the morning, this much profanity at 7 in the morning?” Akaashi shook his head, laying his head on the keyboard. Sure, he woke up this morning with a bit of a headache… if one could even count waking up at 2 in the morning as today. “Come on, it can’t be that bad. You’re on my side, aren’t you?”

The one lady of reason looked between the two boys, glancing back and forth between the two of them. “I’m sorry, Akaashi. Sugawara is right, you look quite exhausted and deathly pale. Even paler than Sugawara,” she commented plainly, getting a small scold from Dr. Sugawara. “In all seriousness, are you feeling alright?”

They were doctors who lacked self-care, but as it was their job to enforce care on others, they had picked the habit of knowing how to do so on their coworkers. This worried Akaashi, for he knew his two friends would notice he was off before he did (and they were right a good 60% of the time). Despite this, Akaashi had a feeling he was right this time, he just had not slept very well.

He simply nodded, doing his best to ignore his coworkers doting as he reached for some ibuprofen to ease the headache. “I just did not sleep too well last night. Thanks for your concern, at least someone is kind to me,” Akaashi smiled, Sugawara shaking his head. “Alright, we open in less than two hours. The receptionists and other nurses should be here soon.”

“Only the Thursday before valentine’s day,” Sugawara happily mentioned, Shimizu also smiling a bit. Right, they are both married. Akaashi had to remind himself he was indeed the odd one out, happily single. Most people his age were married and here he was not, but that was fine! Everyone moved at their own pace, or in Akaashi’s case, he didn’t… that’s also fine. “We got this. Ready team? Break!”

Akaashi swore it was just a headache, just fatigue, he was just fine. Going through patients one after the other, he was surprised his only Hanahaki patient scheduled for today was Bokuto. There was a quick break as he took another pill, seeing Sugawara come out of his pediatrics room, covered in flowers sticking to his white coat. “Hanahaki?” Akaashi raised an eyebrow, sipping some water to swallow the pill down.

“Akaashi, you lucked out. All my patients are Hanahaki today! Every. Single. One.” If Akaashi did not know better, he would think Sugawara was getting annoyed by the Hanahaki valentine’s day rush. Though, if he thought about it more logically, the rush came after valentine’s day, giving those lovesick patients a chance for their broken hearts to flower. Sugawara took off the coat full of blood-soaked flower petals before replacing it with a new one, physically taking a few seconds to force the kind smile his patients loved him for. “You almost done with yours?”

“I’m a bit behind but Nurse Tanaka is giving me a few minutes before she sends for me,” Akaashi mumbled, massaging the pulsing temples on the side of his head.

“Behind, as per usual,” Sugawara grinned, frowning a bit at Akaashi’s state. “Are you sure you are feeling alright?” It wasn’t his typical joking frown, but one of genuine concern which Akaashi appreciated, but he did not need.

“Yes, Suga. It’s just a killer headache,” Akaashi smiled a bit, Shimizu waving to him from down the hall before handing him a clipboard of the data she took. “Good luck with that patient.” Akaashi had to get away, perhaps it was more than just a night of little sleep.

It was the anxieties of all the rumors spreading around. A new variant of Hanahaki which would surely take the world by storm one day, a patient he did not know how to help, and a troubling dream which seemed too real to be just a dream. False information about a surgery which saved his life, and an inevitable rush he was not sure he could be prepared for. “Hey… oh!” Akaashi was startled as he saw Bokuto in the room, a sheepish smile on his face. Looking down at the clipboard, the papers did indeed say Bokuto Koutarou. “Sorry, I thought I was behind. If you’re here, I’m on time for once.”

“No worries,” Bokuto smiled, sitting on the medical bench while he coughed a few petals into a bucket beside him. A cough he just couldn't shake, though that was essentially Hanahaki in itself. “So… there are the test results, but I couldn’t understand most of their fancy wording.” Right, the lab results. Akaashi had looked them over in detail, he just did not expect Bokuto to be here so quickly. Had the time passed him by this rapidly? Akaashi felt his breath hitch in his throat as he blanked out. “Dr. Akaashi?”

“Oh, of course. Let’s look them over, shall we?” Akaashi smiled a bit, pulling out two copies of the lab results, one for him to keep. Hanahajou, a new disease. Akaashi was not one to sugar-coat the direness of the situation, though Bokuto seemed to be the kind of person who could swallow such truths. Possible symptoms discussed, a prognosis Akaashi could not confirm nor deny.

He did not want to say death, not just yet. The idea was very much present in Akaashi’s mind as was the unnerving pull he felt from when they first met, tugging at his heartstrings. “Right, are you sure this person will never love you?” Getting their feelings resolved would make this much easier, though Akaashi did watch as Bokuto shook his head. “And there is no scenario in which you get over him?”

“Wait, I have a question,” Bokuto’s eyes lit up a bit, a playful smirk growing. “So, if Hanahaki is caused by unrequited love, can’t you just… make me stop feeling love?” It almost seemed that Bokuto was avoiding the question, but Akaashi was not going to push forward. Love was complicated, after all.

Well, Akaashi wouldn’t know but love is complicated.

“That is what the surgery does, but we can’t use the current version of the surgery on your type of Hanahaki.”

“No, like…” Bokuto thought about it for a bit. “What if I got completely knocked out, can’t feel love if I’m unconscious!” Bokuto smiled, Akaashi returning the facial expression at Bokuto’s attempts at alternate cures.

Despite his attempts, it would be pointless. “Your subconscious would still feel love, and I am not having you get knocked out,” he let out a small chuckle, Bokuto’s face brightening before he coughed a few flower petals, these stained with the crimson liquid Akaashi knew far too well. “There is no way of medically giving you amnesia without risking your life, so that is also not an option, just to save you from asking. Even if there was, your subconscious would remember, and we are back at square one.” The idea terrified him, though there weren’t many cases of it. Hanahaki in amnesia patients, a disease they can’t cure if they can’t even remember who gave it to them.

“Basically, you are telling me I either get over this person or I die,” Bokuto’s face fell flat, but there was no resentment in his voice. “You sound a certain way when you try to avoid a topic, Dr. Akaashi.”

Akaashi raised an eyebrow. “Or… maybe you’ll live with Hanahajou the rest of your long life. Chronic Hanahaki is also a thing, but to be honest, I am doubting there’s a slow and chronic Hanahajou.” Akaashi could not understand, did his voice change when he tried to avoid a topic? Perhaps he raised his voice, or his face looked different. Did he lower his pitch, or did he heighten it? How could Bokuto tell he was trying to avoid it?

“Okay, so you are telling me I either get over this person or I die.”

“…Possibly, unless he returns the feelings,” Akaashi expected tears, distress even, but not much of a negative reaction came from Bokuto. He was silent at first but seemed to brush it off. “I don’t know how long it will take and we are discovering new information about Hanahajou every day, but I’ll do everything I can to help you, Bokuto.”

“I know, you always do.” Bokuto brought his hand out to shake Akaashi’s, who expected. The touch reminded him of something, a feeling from long ago which he could not remember. “I have one more question.”

“Yes, Bokuto?”

Bokuto seemed a bit nervous, and it was a contrast from the confidence Akaashi had picked up on as part of his character. “Do you… want to go grab coffee later?” I’m free when you finish work if you aren’t busy. I’ll be honest, it looks like you need it,” Bokuto let out a small chuckle before letting out a coughing fit full of bloodied cherry blossoms into the sink of the room. It took a few seconds as Bokuto pulled away to recover, picking up the petals and throwing them in the trash before washing his hands. “There’s a quiet place I know from a friend of a friend. Onigiri and coffee, it’s an interesting combo to some but I like it.”

Akaashi could feel his face lighting up at the mention of onigiri. Was it professional to be going to have onigiri and coffee with a patient of his? No, absolutely not. Yet, it was also rude to reject a kind offer from someone, especially since he just told Bokuto he was very likely to die from this disease. “Um, sure. Is six alright?”

“Six is just fine.”

Six rolled around and Akaashi drove up to the location Bokuto had messaged him, a sign reading Onigiri Miya at the top. Despite Akaashi’s love for onigiri, he had never been to the place. Typically, he had gone to other restaurants or even made his own. The day had dragged, going on much slower than usual, and Akaashi had started to predict his headache would be developing into something worse.

I’m already inside, just tell the man at the front you’re with me and he’ll tell you where I’m at! A message from Bokuto, Akaashi smiling a bit and just going along with it. Heading to the front desk, a man with ashen gray hair and a solemn expression sweeping behind the desk.

“Welcome to Onigiri Miya, I’m Miya Osamu. How can I help you today?” Osamu looked up from his focus on sweeping, Akaashi looking around and seeing how decent the restraint did. It was humble yet packed at the same time without being overfilled. An equilibrium between homey and successful, Akaashi wondered if one could be both.

Akaashi read the text to ease his social anxiety before making his statement heard. “I’m here with Bokuto Koutarou, he told me to tell you I was with him, and you would tell me where to go.” Akaashi looked around at the decorations, one sticking out above the rest. A decent sized poster with a man looking strikingly similar to the restaurant worker, just with hair dyed yellow rather than gray. The man posed with a volleyball in one hand, Astumu Miya in big letters on the side. “You know him?” Akaashi asked about the poster.

Osamu’s face faltered a bit when he said his name, before nodding in response to Akaashi’s question. “We’re twins, couldn’t you tell?” Osamu winked; his gaze snarky; Akaashi rolled his eyes. “He played for the same team Bokuto did a while back. He’s now an assistant coach for some high school powerhouse.” So that is how Bokuto knew of this place, how they may have been friends. “Right, you’re with Bokuto. Follow me,” Osamu gave a small smile and led Akaashi to a seemingly innocent door, which led up to some stairs. Akaashi followed and soon found himself on a small balcony breathing the cool air of the city, much quieter than inside the place. There, in front of him, sat Bokuto with a pot of coffee and treats.

“Hey! Akaashi! You made it!” Bokuto smiled and waved the doctor over, pouring him a cup of coffee. If Akaashi knew better, he would call this a secretive date. Yet, Akaashi does not know better, sees the nice gesture, and sits down to immediately start drinking the coffee. A doctor’s best friend: caffeine. It was almost as if Bokuto knew exactly what he needed as Akaashi poured the first cup. “Long day, huh?”

“Yeah, per usual,” Akaashi let a sly smile grow on his face as he finished the first cup, relaxing as the warmth of the coffee heated up his chilling body, melting his heart along with it. A kind gesture, Akaashi eyelids dropping as he drank the coffee, opening them to see Bokuto’s gaze dead on him before his eyes darted away. Akaashi raised an eyebrow, but a small pang in his heart caught his attention for a split second. “What?” Akaashi laughed, setting the cup down. “Never see a doctor enjoying the drink of the gods?”

That made Bokuto smile in return, the taller male letting out a laugh only interrupted by the coughs Akaashi had known for most his life. “No, I’ve seen it plenty before,” Bokuto grinned, taking a sip from his own cup. It made Akaashi realize he was… on his third cup of the day? Bokuto only drank one, and maybe the disease slowly eating away at his respiratory abilities affected it, but Akaashi knew drinking this much was unhealthy. Was he that tired?

His thoughts were interrupted by another laugh from Bokuto, a laugh which brought peace to his mind. “You remind me of someone, that’s all. It’s… nice.”

Akaashi hesitantly puts the cup down, though he does not feel judged by Bokuto in the slightest. If anything, there is a comforting aura around the former volleyball player. Bokuto and his large honey-colored eyes, his constant positive outlook to life, Akaashi could grow to like that about him. The way their conversation seemed to continue effortlessly, only interrupted by the sudden chills bracing Akaashi’s body or Bokuto’s Hanahajou coughs.

“What’s your favorite color?” Bokuto asked, holding up one of the pieces of onigiri to his mouth and softly biting into it. There was a certain nostalgic feeling, the look of nostalgia in Bokuto’s eyes.

Akaashi wondered if the person he reminded Bokuto of was the man who gave him Hanahaki, but only for a second.

“Gray,” a quick and empty response. If Akaashi was honest, he hadn’t truly put much thought into his favorite color. That seemed to be such a narrow-minded decision, to have a passionate opinion on… a color. Most of his stuff was white, black, or gray. A lot of his furniture was on the monochromatic level, so Akaashi figured his favorite color could be gray. “Yours?”

“Purple,” again, Bokuto answered almost immediately, though he seemed much happier with his response. “Yeah, it’s cool and calming, with some flair. Purple has personality, so that’s why I like purple.” Ah, it appeared Bokuto had a reasoning much better than simply being the color of most furniture.

They continued to talk, though it appeared as time went on, Bokuto dominated more and more of the conversation with each passing minute. Again, Akaashi did not mind; he was content to listen. Favorite colors, to favorite sports, until Bokuto started ranting about his volleyball days. Akaashi liked that conversation in particular.

“Are you alright? Dr. ‘Kaashi? You’re shivering.”

“Am I?” Akaashi suddenly became self-conscious of himself and the way he held himself, the way he was huddled in on himself, his skin seemingly much more pale than usual. Even he could recognize it. “I suppose it’s a bit colder than usual.” He wasn’t even given much of a moment to respond before Bokuto was taking off his hoodie, handing it to Akaashi.

“You’d think a doctor would be more dressed for the weather. Put it on, you’ll catch something if you get too cold.”

“It’s scientifically proven being out in the cold doesn’t make you sick,” Akaashi rolled his eyes, his hands feeling the fabric against his skin. A soft comforting cotton against his hands far too dry to be considered normal (that’ll be the hand sanitizer). He wouldn’t say Bokuto was right, so he put the hoodie on.

“Yeah, but hypothermia is a very real thing,” Bokuto declared, almost looking as if he was proud of himself. “You do look tired, long day. Maybe go get some sleep, I know how you doctors don’t get enough of that.”

Akaashi chuckled a bit, feeling quite humored. “After that amount of coffee? I wish.”

“So… I’ll see you soon, Dr. Akaashi?” Bokuto raised an eyebrow, burying his hands into his pants pockets. Akaashi felt partially guilty about taking Bokuto’s hoodie, but the other did offer. The only thing worse than taking an offering is rejecting his said offering.

A sudden pang was felt in his chest, his own chest feeling a quick tighten and the need to cough. Akaashi almost panicked, but he felt no petals in his throat. There were no harsh coughs he saw from all his Hanahaki patients, just one cough. The air was dry, he simply needed to clear his throat. “I’m not on the clock right now,” he let out a small smile. “Just Akaashi is quite alright.”

Bokuto simply smiled. “Right, I’ll see you around.”

A part of Akaashi hoped he would not have to see Bokuto again.

He immediately went to his car, feeling the drive home start to drag out much longer. He kept the hoodie on, waddling within its warmth and comfort. Akaashi knew his mind was much foggier than usual, though it appeared he wasn’t getting lost in his thoughts, he was simply aching. Aching all over, physically and mentally. Humans were social animals; perhaps all the isolation other than work was catching up to him.

He sat on his couch and soon enough, Akaashi fell asleep into a fitful slumber.

The first thing Akaashi had noticed when he woke up was how much he regretted doing so in the first place. His mind was swimming, drowning in one of the worst headaches of his life. He could hardly keep himself upright as he sat up and while his face felt heated and flushed, the rest of his body was shivering beyond control. While his throat was only slightly scratchy the day before, he woke up with a burning soreness in his throat and all around, a not good feeling.

Even worse, he was too delusional to even assess how this may affect him at work.

Faintly, he could see Nariko begging him to sit down, to let the dizziness subside and just call in sick, but that wasn’t correct. Akaashi Keiji didn’t get sick, not since he was in a hospital and for the wrong reason. It was just- his mind was making sense since he found himself in his car, dressed and ready for work despite the cat’s concerns. His nose was plugged, and any logic left in his brain knew he was clearly congested and in no shape for work, yet here Akaashi was, slowly but surely driving to the clinic. The drive felt inconsistent as his vision became filled with spots until he hardly managed to park in the parking lot, hardly self-conscious of his idiocy.

It didn’t make sense, it didn’t make sense, it didn’t make-

A sharp cough ran through his body as he stumbled trying to reach for the door handle, his hand dropping as his body fell against the door. Any logic he may have had was nonexistent as he blinked a few times, tears pouring from his eyes. Moments like these reminded him where the coldness of his heart had led him, alone in his car, feverishly delirious. Akaashi should have stayed home, but he didn’t and now he needed help before he passed out in his car.

Help.

Sugawara was always there for him; the doctor would surely already be at the clinic and would know where to find him. Weakly, Akaashi reached for his phone with shaky hands as he felt his conscious slipping away from him. Sugawara Koushi, he went to type the doctor’s personal name into the contact search, knowing that in his fevered state, it would easier to find it.

Kou…shi.

He tapped the call icon and let it ring, thankful for the immediate answer. Akaashi could faintly hear the words of wondering what the purpose of such an early call was, his brain filling in the blanks. “Help, I’m in the clinic parking lot,” another panicked cough rocked his entire being as he squeezed his eyes shut, attempting to shake away the tears which felt frigid against his obviously burning skin. “I’m going to pass out… please hurry-” his breath hitched as he opened his eyes, only for his surroundings to go white before darkness took over him.

Akaashi opened his eyes once, feeling himself in the strong arms of his rescuer but even a moment as comforting as this was drowned out by a feverish guilt and a burning in lungs which traumatized him. It wasn’t Hanahaki, that much was obvious as his touch-starved mind led him to nestle closer into his chest while being carried and ignoring the words from Sugawara that he could not hear, but the idea of being so ill, so weak, traumatized him.

Akaashi opened his eyes again, and the first thing he took note of was the soft black blanket he was covered by. There were letters on it, but Akaashi didn’t care to open up the blanket which kept him so comfortable and so warm just to read what they said. The second thing he noticed was where he slept. It was not his bed, or his couch, or anywhere near a place that was familiar. This was not Sugawara’s home either, as a slight panic rose in his throat. The third thing he noticed? He felt better. Not perfect, far from normal even. Actually, he hardly felt better at all. However, he was not on the verge of collapse anymore and while his throat burned and his voice was royally shot, he could take in his surroundings and hope he was not kidnapped.

The fourth thing he noticed was the hacking coughs which most likely woke him up going off in the distance, coughs which did not belong to him. Slowly, Akaashi sat up and looked at the house, seeing a tall built figure in the distance coughing petals into the sink. The man had his spiked hair with dark streaks as a pit formed in Akaashi’s stomach. Holy shit, I was kidnapped.

It was now clear that Akaashi was not in Sugawara’s house. This had to be some fever dream, a figment of his imagination. It’s true, he must be dying and Akaashi being in a house he does not have any memory of while seeing Bokuto must a be a twisted hallucination from his fever being so high. Maybe Bokuto drugged his coffee, and now he’s been kidnapped never to see the light of day. No, that couldn’t be it. Bokuto was so kind, he wouldn’t hurt Akaashi. Right?

“You’re awake, about time.” Akaashi looked up to see Bokuto with a cup of tea, him kneeling down and handing Akaashi the cup. “You had me worried, ‘Kaashi. You had a fever way too close to be needing the hospital when I found you.”

“What?” The only word Akaashi could say before a sudden cough burned his throat, the fit quickly clearing up when Bokuto rubbed soft circles on his back. Akaashi eyed the tea and drank a bit, melting into the taste. His eyes widened as he reached into his pocket and thankfully still having his phone (meaning he wasn’t kidnapped!) and looking into his recent call history. There it was, Bokuto Koutarou as his latest call, right when he passed out. That wasn’t right, he swore he called Sugawara. He even typed his first name; Koushi.

Oh.

Sugawara Koushi and Bokuto Koutarou.

Koushi and Koutarou.

His brain started shutting down before he finished typing the whole name, Akaashi recalls. Kou and Kou. His face burned a bright red in embarrassment as he realized he had called the wrong person, how Bokuto always seemed to find a way to see him as more than just a doctor. “I’m so sorry,” Akaashi whispered as loud as he could, the only way to make his voice heard. “I meant to call someone else- god that’s bad,” he shook his head, the words slowly dying into the air.

“Don’t worry about it, Akaashi,” Bokuto laid a hand on Akaashi’s shoulder, a bittersweet smile on his face, Akaashi could swear. “Don’t talk too much, your voice sounds awful. Let me take your temperature again, alright?” Before Akaashi could even protest, Bokuto was digging into the kitchen cupboards looking for the thermometer. Again? Akaashi thought to himself, trying to clear his head. When did Bokuto take it the first time? Am I that out of it? The feeling was odd for Akaashi, oddly domestic. He was the doctor, he was always the one taking care of others because of work, never personally. However, Bokuto was taking care of him personally, with his heart and all.

Akaashi’s heart melted at the kind gesture. If he wasn’t so out of it, he would take notice of the tears forming in his eyes threatening to pour. Bokuto came back with a forehead scanning thermometer in hand, kneeling down, holding it near Akaashi’s forehead. “Are you okay, Dr. Akaashi?” Bokuto sighed, using his free hand to wipe the tears which Akaashi had just realized existed. “Alright, 38.9. At least it’s lower!” Bokuto shrugged as slight horror set in Akaashi’s heart.

“38.9? That’s… really bad,” Akaashi whispered. 102 degrees Fahrenheit type of bad, and he doesn’t want to imagine what it was before. It was a habit he built when he first returned from the United States to Japan. One of his quirks, he always associated any form of metric temperature as its unit counterpart. Even after he could safely say he spent the most of his medical life in Japan, he would always remember the units the rest of the world clowned on the United States for.

Look at Akaashi, he’s getting lost in his thoughts again.

“It was over 39 when I first got you, I didn’t know if I had to take you to the hospital or not,” Bokuto admitted, a bit shy. “I didn’t, but it lowered pretty soon so I guess that’s good!”

“You’re silly,” Akaashi found himself comfortable, smiling at Bokuto’s antics. For once, he accepted Bokuto’s help, welcomed it even. He did not treat the pulling feeling of longing as a sensation from hell, but he embraced it as he pulled the blanket close to him. The softness of the fabric soothed his pain as he breathed in the smell of home. “It’s soft.”

Perhaps it was the fever talking, but this place felt more like home than his apartment in the corner of the sky had felt in a very long time.

Bokuto grinned and sat on the arm of the couch, Akaashi leaning against his leg. “That right there, exclusive MSBY Jackals merch. The blankets and hoodies were always my favorite, and they sold well. Too bad the blankets got discontinued,” Akaashi watched as Bokuto moved his arm, almost aiming to hold Akaashi, before hesitating and laying his arm to the side. “So, um… if you’re more aware, I could drive you back to your apartment and-”

“No!” Akaashi almost shouted before he burst into another flurry of coughs, Bokuto patting his back. Stings of life electrified Akaashi’s entire core, his brain starting to fog up again. Oh my God, what am I doing? Akaashi cleared his throat, looking up to gaze at Bokuto’s face flushed red. “Can… I stay? Just until the fever is closer to 38?” As long as it’s closer to 101.

That was Akaashi’s logic. He should stay because he can’t be left alone with such a high fever. All within a moment, Bokuto nodded eagerly. “Yeah, of course. Say, what if I made you something? Soup? Sick people eat soup, don’t they?”

Akaashi raised an eyebrow at the sentence. “You can cook?” He means it as kindly as he can, but he didn’t take Bokuto as someone able to coup. Granted, most people didn’t take a doctor such as himself as someone who could cook anything above a bowl of ramen, yet here they were.

“Of course, I can! However, you are the doctor, Akaashi. Sick people need soup, don’t they?” Bokuto asked, and Akaashi could swear the look in Bokuto’s eyes was familiar.

Akaashi paused, laying down on the couch again. He was sick, he admitted it. Bokuto, his patient, was taking care of him. The latter would take much more getting use to before it set in. “I guess so,” his brain was too foggy as Akaashi could physically feel his emotional walls starting to fall. “…Could I just- be a patient today?” No doctor responsibilities, no looming stress from Hanahaki or Hanahajou, just rest. It appeared Akaashi needed it much more than he realized.

“Yeah, of course.”

For once, Akaashi was grateful that the timeline of his life seemed to land in his favor, him having the weekend to rest without missing too much work and to hopefully be recovered enough to head back in on Monday, especially since he knows fully well the clinic needs him with their Hanahaki rush. He had spent most of Saturday asleep, ordering food in, and keeping the hoodie Bokuto had given him the day prior.

It felt like home.

It was Sunday now, and his fever had finally broken, only leaving him with a few coughs and fatigue, even though he’s been doing nothing but sleeping. Valentine’s day, not that Akaashi celebrated it. He did a wish a happy valentine’s day to his coworkers, surely enjoying the fact that the day landed on a weekend so they could spend the day with their lovers. Akaashi eyed the door to his apartment, closed. Nariko was sitting with him, mewing softly as her owner stroked her fur.

He faintly remembers Bokuto’s address, no- he clearly remembers the address. He remembers it because he thought he got kidnapped, that’s why he remembered Bokuto’s address. No other reason, he was just worried about his own safety. Akaashi supposed a gift of gratitude was in order. At least with it being Valentine’s Day, Akaashi could take advantage of the sales for personal deliveries. He wasn’t too sure what was causing him to be so compassionate, it just felt right.

Maybe because he had taken a liking to Bokuto. The former volleyball player seemed nice, caring, and considerate. It was only right to return the favor.

“Delivery for Bokuto Koutarou?”

Bokuto was sitting in his house, watching television, and occasionally pausing it to get rid of the flowers he happened to cough up. Valentine’s day seemed to increase the longing feeling he tried so hard to get rid of, but to no avail. He wasn’t expecting a delivery; he typically waited until after Valentine’s Day to get chocolates anyways. “Er, yes. That’s me.”

“A delivery from Mr. Akaashi Keiji. I’ll leave it here,” a medium-sized gift box, wrapped in purple with a white ribbon. A delivery from Akaashi? Before Bokuto could even question the validity of the package, the delivery man was leaving his doorstep. Bokuto cleared his throat, bringing the box inside and opening it slowly. Inside was a smaller box of chocolates and a small green plant. With both of the two gifts, a small note Bokuto knew fully well as Akaashi’s handwriting.

I did my best to avoid flowers. Here is a plant and the chocolates you said you liked for your troubles. Thank you for taking care of me. From, Akaashi.

It would be a lie to say Bokuto did not cry.

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#doctor hanahaki #bokuaka #sickfic #hanahaki #akaashi keiji #haikyuu akaashi #Lili's Fanfictions #ao3 fanfic #bokuto koutarou

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lumiinix · 2 years

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I posted 181 times in 2022

That's 181 more posts than 2021!

93 posts created (51%)

88 posts reblogged (49%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@lumi-does-some-stuff

@wake-uptoreality

@shoyoist

@ch3rryf1z

@bbiemilk

I tagged 175 of my posts in 2022

Only 3% of my posts had no tags

#lumi:post! - 72 posts

#lumi:repost! - 62 posts

#lumi:rants! - 40 posts

#hq - 35 posts

#haikyuu - 35 posts

#haikyuu imagines - 32 posts

#haikyuu x reader - 32 posts

#haikyuu x y/n - 18 posts

#kageyama x reader - 13 posts

#atsumu x reader - 13 posts

Longest Tag: 77 characters

#and the streets are empty with lights from building and street lamps still on

My Top Posts in 2022:

Haikyuu as type of boyfriend in a family reunion.

A/N: FINALLY FINISHED WITH THIS!!! WHY DOES IT TAKE ME SO LONG TO DO THIS IN THE BEGINNING ANYWAY???

He is a joy to be around! He had no problems going up to your relatives and say hi, even gossiping with your aunts a little, and the children, THEY LOVE HIM. Like every child in the party (even the shy ones) all wants to play with him and he participated in any activities that your little cousins made. But that doesn’t mean that he’s neglecting you, no no, every now and then, he would look at your direction and gave you a thumbs up as a sign of he’s doing fine and you don’t need to worry about him, sometimes even asking if you want to participate in the fun! And how could you be worried about him when all he does is light up the reunion and making everyone smile. Your grandparents even ask him to marry you so he could come over more, the two of you flushed in embarrassment from that comment.

-HINATA, sugawara, Lev, NISHINOYA, Tendou, Goshiki, Yamamoto, Oikawa, BOKUTO, Atsumu, Aran, Meian.

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Boyfriend!Kiyoomi who looms over you when you talk to his teammates, saying that he’s just making sure they don’t infect you with their germs and swore he’s not actually just jealous about you hanging out with them, no way!

1,977 notes - Posted October 23, 2022

It's like you get to see a completely different person when your stoic boyfriend who is usually reluctant to even hold your hand in public because he’s shy suddenly starts being really, really clingy in the morning. Like you would try to get out of bed and he would simply refuse to let you go. And how can you refuse him when his strong arms encircle your waist, drawing you closer to him, begging in a raspy voice for just five more minutes?

-KAGEYAMA, TSUKISHIMA, IWAIZUMI, SAKUSA, USHIJIMA.

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!

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Haikyuu boys when you referred to yourself with his last name

A/N: Married Hq boys headcanons bc yes. Also this is gender neutral reader.

Fucking dies both on the outside and inside, but can you blame him, he just still can’t believe you married him, so when he hears you said his last name with your first name so naturally when a barista asked for your name so she could identify you from other customers, he just melts. It’s only been a week since you got married but from how natural you’ve become, he’s like “ahhhhhh they married meeee”, his face is red while his heart races miles per hour and he becomes all mushy and cuddly when you’re alone.

- Hinata, Kageyama, TANAKA, Asahi, iwaizumi (he tries to hide his flustered state but failed-), YAMAMOTO, Lev, Bokuto, Atsumu.

On the outside he seems normal, after all, you guys are married for 2 years now. But every now and then when you introduce yourself to new people using his last name, even referring to him as your husband, his heart swells as the tip of his ears turn pink when looked close enough. He knows it’s kind of stupid to feel this way when you guys are married, but he just can’t help it, he’s just so proud to call you his.

- Daichi, Tsukishima, Kuroo, KENMA, Matsukawa, AKAASHI, Ushijima, Osamu, Kita, Suna.

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My #1 post of 2022

Girls drool over him at the beach, giggling and ogling at the sight of his toned biceps and hard abs, they all began to bashed their eyelashes and swirl their hair, hoping to get his attention only to get visibly disappointed when he only walks pass them, didn’t even spare them a glance as he walks up to you, giving you a kiss on the lips when you tipped toed at him. He didn’t even notice these girls where looking at him when he only has eyes for you.

- Hinata, Kageyama, Bokuto, Iwaizumi, Ushijima, Suna (he doesn’t care), Komori, Hoshiumi.

A.N: Imma just proofread this later (maybe)

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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n0tananimegirl · 2 years

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BAND AU | skts

Where Kiyoomi and Atsumu have been in a band with Osamu, Hinata, and Bokuto since they were 15. They gain popularity fast with their punk rock sound and brilliant written lyrics. They start going on tours, writing more music, even getting a single featured in an upcoming film. Atsumu is their frontman and is adored by all their fans even if his personality is a little iffy. He’s the face of the band and the others were totally fine by it.

Osamu is the first to leave the band only two years after their first album. Deciding the music life wasn’t for him anymore, he wanted his restaurant, stability. He never meant to stay in the band this long, he only did it for Tsumu.

Things get messy, dramatic and they part ways on not good terms. The fight leads to the longest the twins spent without talking to each other. But it’s also the start of Kiyoomi and Atsumu growing closer as friends. ‘Promise ya won’t leave me too, Omi?’ ‘I promise Atsu.’

The band continues on. They release a new album and even go on a world tour. Hinata is the next to leave the band. This blow is less hurtful but no less sad. But the guitarist misses his boyfriend and traveling so much made having a relationship difficult. Atsumu isn’t as heartbroken this time around. At least he has Omi by his side….and his new boyfriend.

At the beginning, Kiyoomi didn’t understand the strange feeling in his chest at the sight of Atsumu and his boyfriend. The singer was a front man in his own successful band and seemed like a good guy. Seeing Atsu happy helped dull that achy chest feeling. He kept those feelings to himself. Another album comes out, complete with a single track written by Kiyoomi and Atsumu; most of the lyrics were Kiyoomi’s own confession unknown to Atsumu at the time.

The band takes a break after that. In the four years they’re gone, Bokuto gets married to his high school sweetheart, Atsumu is happily dating the same front man, and Kiyoomi has several relationships of his own, some serious, some not.

All end up the same way. It’s a year after their comeback self-titled album and successful tour, that Atsumu’s boyfriend proposes to the singer. The night of his engagement Kiyoomi pulled Atsumu aside to ask him a single question. “Are you happy Atsu?” The beaming smile he received made his heart ache “Yeah Omi. I’m really happy.” That’s all he needed to hear. Kiyoomi could be happy for his best friend. No matter how much it hurts. It’s that same year that Bokuto decides to leave the band. He wanted to finally settle down with Akaashi and start the family they had always talked about. His departure was upsetting for the band and fans alike. The band takes another hiatus. Two years later Atsumu is married and happy. Kiyoomi continued on with life, writing music and preparing for the band’s return - if it ever did that is. He took that time to reconnect with his family and enjoy just a bit of stability. He couldn’t deny missing touring and the music - he missed sitting with Atsumu and Bokuto coming up with amazing lyrics and dance worthy music. Six months later Kiyoomi receives a knock on his apartment door and is in total surprise when he sees Atsumu in tears.

After helping the blond in and getting him a cup of tea, Atsumu reveals that his husband has been cheating on him for most of their relationship. The news angers Kiyoomi more than anything in his life. How could someone do that to Atsumu? It was then that Kiyoomi noticed the bags under his frontman’s eyes and the slump in his shoulders.

He realized he didn’t recognize his friend anymore - his husband destroyed him. So Kiyoomi did what Kiyoomi did best - he was there for Atsumu. After the divorce was finalized, Hinata returned to the band. He missed playing and writing music, the long drives to venues, and nights of being on stage surrounded by thousands of fans. With the support of his long term boyfriend - he was ready to rejoin his best friends. Hinata’s return was the first time Atsumu smiled in a long time. It was then that Atsumu announces he’s ready for the band to come back. The three musicians retire to a secluded location to write together and create a new sound. Hinata’s addition to the band was refreshing and just what they needed. Kiyoomi falls in love with Atsumu again during that creative period. Their new album is revolutionary and everything Atsumu wanted it to be. The fans praised their songwriting and welcomed Hinata back with open arms. Music videos were released, a tour started and Atsumu finally looked happy again. It was all Kiyoomi could ask for. Atsumu began his own solo project after that - he invited Kiyoomi to produce the album claiming there's no one else he trusted more to make his first solo album perfect. In the end Kiyoomi helps write several songs. He feels honored, touched, and falls a little more in love. The two spend even more time together. Long nights writing music, evening dinners between the just them two, accidental sleepovers that result in waking up in the same bed occur. Blushing faces, uncertain kisses, and confessions come not long after. Their relationship announcement shocked the world but was supported by their friends, family, and definitely the fans (who have been shipping the two since the beginning of the band.)

That day the tag sakuatsu trends all over the internet. It took 15 years, 5 albums, countless tours, 26 music videos, and hundreds of hours writing songs for Kiyoomi to tell Atsumu of his true feelings. All of the heartbreak and waiting was worth hearing

‘I love ya, my Omi.’

#sakuatsu #fic ideas #band au #atsumu #sakusa x atsumu #slight angst

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inevitableinfinity · 2 years

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fics masterlist <3

all works can be found on ao3 (inevitableinfinity), they are not crossposted

listed in reverse chronological order (newest to oldest by initial upload date)

wish you were here

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 4k

5 times Oikawa and Kageyama fall asleep on the phone and 1 time they fall asleep in each other's arms

visiting hours

Oikawa/Kageyama | G | 1.7k

a certain annoying underclassman pays a visit to Oikawa's classroom

forever is the sweetest con

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | ???

first comes fake proposal, then comes fake engagement, then comes real love (or something like that)

cast away

Oikawa/Kageyama (urban fantasy AU) | T | 3.1k

when Oikawa runs away from home after an argument, Kageyama goes searching for him—and finds a rude awakening instead

you could be the one (that i keep)

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 6.8k

how are you supposed to figure out who your soulmate is when they lose the most random things?

cutting costs

Oikawa/Kageyama | G | 1k

in which Miwa and Oikawa react to third-year Tobio's haircut

yours for the taking

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 5.9k

after failing to kidnap Prince Tobio, Oikawa wonders how he still got stuck babysitting him for a day

nowhere left for us (but heaven)

Oikawa/Kageyama (apocalypse AU) | T | ???

Finding his soulmate isn't a priority for Oikawa, but finding his soulmate's body before they could ever meet still hurts. They must keep going, though—they're in the midst of an apocalypse here.

show, don't tell

Oikawa/Kageyama (POV: Hinata) | T | 2k

in which Hinata finds out his friends are dating...via kiss cam

next stop: you

Oikawa/Kageyama | G | 1.5k

an oikage meet cute on the train gone wrong stupid

...or forever hold your peace

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 8k

Tooru's about to be married, Hajime thinks he's helping two friends reconcile, and Tobio accidentally ruins a wedding

cat(chmaker)

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 7.3k

it's hard to get over someone when you share custody of the cat

the potentiality (of us)

Osamu/Akaashi | T | 5k

University student Keiji is so tired that he doesn't notice how attractive the new barista at his coffee shop is—or that they're soulmates

seasons change (but people don't)

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 2.8k

in which Oikawa and Kageyama try to stake out the same spot for cherry blossom viewing

"settling scores"

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 8k

5 times Kageyama's soulmate searches for him and 1 time he finds them (ft. the Karasuno first years as good friends but bad detectives)

"the (best) worst thing"

Iwaizumi/Sugawara, Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 4k

Iwaizumi's best friend (and best friend's boyfriend) arrange a blind date for Iwaizumi

"don't let me go"

Oikawa/Kageyama | G | 2.4k

Oikawa meets Kazuyo

"get better soon ('cause you have to)"

Oikawa/Kageyama (angst) | T | 2.5k

When Oikawa goes to the hospital to visit his sister, he doesn't expect to see Kageyama there.

And he certainly doesn't expect Kageyama to be one of his sister's patients.

"(if i could say) what i want to say"

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 3k

in which Oikawa's annoying roommate gets sick and doesn't know how to take care of himself

"where to go from here"

Kageyama/Sugawara | G | 2k

Koushi is pretty sure he falls in love with Kageyama Tobio at the same time as the rest of the world, but for him, it was a long time coming.

"perfect disasters"

Kindaichi & Kageyama & Kunimi, Kageyama & Oikawa | G | 2k

the Kitagawa Daiichi training camp fic no one asked for

"[infatuation:] observation with a cause"

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 5.1k

the stages of being a fangirl as told by Oikawa and Kageyama (who are definitely not fans of each other)

"for the rest of our lives"

Oikawa/Kageyama | G | 1.8k

Oikawa and Kageyama write each other letters the day before their wedding

"this ain't love (it's clear to see)"

Oikawa/Kageyama (POV: Hinata) | T | 2k

Despite Shouyou's warnings, Kageyama invites Oikawa to be his plus one to a wedding reception and Shouyou thinks the two are taking this fake date a little too far.

"what are my words worth"

Oikawa/Kageyama (hurt/comfort) | T | 5k

Tobio's never seen Oikawa in a light he doesn't love

"take me home (forever & ever)"

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 3k

Tooru is happy to celebrate his birthday with his friends, but he kind of misses Tobio (and their cat)

"if I should lose you now"

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 2.1k

Sleeping Beauty AU where Prince Tooru has overcome every obstacle to make it to the sleeping Prince Tobio only to wonder: what if he's not Tobio's true love?

"i loved you then (and i love you now)

Oikawa/Kageyama (POV: Miwa) | T | 2.8k

Miwa attends Tobio's graduation and embarrasses her baby brother in front of his crush

"at least in this lifetime"

Oikawa/Kageyama (MCD) | T | 1.7k

it's the end of the world and all they have is each other

"wander//love//separate"

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 2.9k

the progression and regression of their relationship as seen through the eyes of one Oikawa Tooru

"find other ways to make it alone"

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 4.2k

the oikage pet shop AU no one asked for

"home sick"

Oikawa/Kageyama/Sugawara | G | 2.2k

Kageyama has to take care of his sick boyfriends

"i won't ask you to wait (if you don't ask me to stay)"

Oikawa/Kageyama (angst w/ happy ending) | T | 3.9k

they're not "in a relationship" but they're not "not in a relationship"

"a silent devotion"

Oikawa/Kageyama (FHQ) | T | 1.3k

Kageyama makes a (flower) crown fit for a (demon) king

"the fear of falling apart"

Oikawa/Kageyama (POV: Iwaizumi) (FHQ) | T | 4k

the days before Iwaizumi and Kageyama left the demon king's side

"there's still time for you"

Oikawa/Kageyama | G | 2.2k

Kageyama remembers his birthdays over the years

"reaching out across the sea (that you put between you and me)"

Oikawa/Kageyama (angst w/ happy ending) | T | 2.5k

in which the distance ruined them once, Oikawa wants another chance, and Kageyama isn't sure the distance won't ruin them again

"in the spaces between our goodbyes"

Oikawa/Kageyama (soulmate AU) | T | 2.6k

in a world where your soulmate's name doesn't appear after both parties have fallen in love, Oikawa Tooru is a little annoyed this is how Tobio is going to find out Tooru loves him

"i'm reaching out and i just can't tell you why"

Oikawa/Kageyama | T | 1.7k

it's kind of annoying how a single person can leave such a huge hole in your life

"just an ordinary day"

Oikawa/Kageyama (soulmate AU) | T | 4.9k

the soulmate goose AU but make it oikage ;)

"get your sh-t together (so i can love you)"

Oikawa/Kageyama (soulmate AU) | T | 65k

Kageyama doesn't want a soulmate (but gets one) and Oikawa doesn't have a soulmate (and he's okay with it) (he says)

"(don't be afraid to) jump then fall"

Osamu/Akaashi | T | 6.6k

in which Akaashi learns a little about being the protagonist of his own story

"nobody wins"

Oikawa/Kageyama (FHQ) | T | 2.2k

Demon King Oikawa finally defeats the archer Kageyama and it does not feel at all like he thought it would

"'Fearless' but make it Haikyuu!! [One-Shot Collection]"

Various pairings | T | 31k

a collection of one-shots based on the tracks of Fearless (Taylor's Version). This work contains tracks 1-13, bonus tracks are included in the "fearless x hq" collection

#ao3 masterlist #my writing #who let me write this much lol #it's just a lot of oikg huh?#psst not to rec my own works but there's still time for you is my favorite child

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burningthetree · 2 years

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jules!! i am here building a blanket fort in your asks ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ and i’m ready to talk about ooey gooey otp asks things

if you’re comfy, i would love to hear what you have to say for 3, 4, and 25 bokuaka!! and if it’s not too much (answer only those you want to) 7, 9, and 17 for sakuatsu

anywho much love and snuggles to you ✨💛

Omg evie!! Yes ask me about my otps all you want, I love rambling about them <3 also this took me a long time to answer because I thought about it for so long lmao

Bokuaka:

3. Most common argument?

I think they don’t argue about a lot of serious things, and their arguments aren’t the worst thing in the world — most are about Bokuto leaving the toilet seat up, which Akaashi grumbles about (though this is just me projecting my relationship with my roommate and his toilet habits LOL) and Bokuto grumbling about Akaashi critising his sometimes chaotic habits. But those are small arguments that they resolve almost immediately because it’s nothing profound. Something more serious that they argue about is Akaashi’s blatant lack of selfcare by overworking himself almost constantly, and he denies it when Bokuto accuses him of it — that sometimes results in a fight until Akaashi gives in because he knows Bokuto is right. It still keeps happening though, even when Akaashi swears he’ll be better. But Bokuto knows that some (bad) habits are hard to break, and he’s more than happy to help Akaashi.

4. Favourite non-sexual activity?

Bokuto likes it when Akaashi reads to him, so when they can’t agree on what movie/show to watch, they settle on a book. They both love stories, but Bokuto isn’t the type to sit still for hours with his eyes locked on a page. But he could listen to Akaashi’s voice for hours on end, so they just sit there leaning against each other, the domestic vibes are immaculate, as Akaashi reads to him. They also like to do random dates throughout the week with no specific context attached, but just because they want to have a good time with each other. So they prepare a jar with pieces of paper with date ideas written on it, and when they have time, they pick an activity to do. It’s their favourite thing in the world. And it’s mundane things like baking something or trying out a new hobby together, it’s nothing special, but it’s special to them.

25. Who needs more assurance?

I think they can both be fairly insecure, but I think it’d be Akaashi, especially post-time skip. rose Sakura wrote a great one-shot about this that might cause some bias for me, but I think from time to time, Akaashi might realise that he’s dating/married to a very popular volleyball star, whereas he is ‘only’ an editor at a job that wasn’t even his dream to begin with. Bokuto fundamentally disagrees with Akaashi’s insecurities and always manages to make him feel better about himself, and when they’re married, it gets much better, but it still sometimes comes up a little bit from time to time, but they learn how to deal with it effectively and in the healthiest way possible because it’s Bokuaka and I cannot allow them to be unhappy in my brain

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7. What's the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?

When they wouldn’t have been honest before, they are now. Something they agree on is to always communicate and always be honest, so when, before getting together, they would have been closed off and kept their true emotions to themselves, they open up. At first, they do because the other asks. Eventually, they open up without being prompted to do so, and their trust in each other only grows with it.

9. Who worries the most?

I want to say both, especially at the start of their relationship. I hc Atsumu to have a bunch of abandonment issues that got much worse when Osamu quit, giving him the feeling that everyone will leave him eventually, even the people closest to him. So I think he’d be worried that Kiyoomi would, too, eventually, and Atsumu isn’t sure he’d ever be able to properly recover from yet another person leaving him. I also think that Kiyoomi is fully aware of how awful his personality is and that he is a difficult person, which leads him to believe that he is hard to love, so he shuts off before anyone can get close enough to hurt him. But he lets Atsumu in, and he’s not scared of getting hurt, he’s just worried that Atsumu might realise that he is not the best person — obviously that doesn’t happen because Atsumu is an asshole™️ . But maybe that is just me projecting here because that’s what I would want to write for them in my fic (not sure if it’ll happen like this, but I want it to).

17. Who says ‘I love you’ first?

Atsumu. But I don’t think he says it in a romantic context, but he’s just a person who says it a lot and expresses his love overtly (whether it is platonic or romantic). So he tells Kiyoomi he loves but without romantic undertones (at least not explicit romantic subtext attached to the context), but then eventually Kiyoomi would say it first in a romantic context. I think it would more or less slip out in a moment where he lets his guard down and just says it to the surprise of both of them, and then Atsumu would say it right back after blinking at him in surprise at first, trying to process what he’d heard.

Thank you for making me talk about them, I love you so much!!

#bokuaka #sakuatsu #hq #whoaaa I figured out how to add a ‘read more’ on mobile #wild #also I am very tired today so if some of it makes no sense know that I did my best LOL #if you know me irl and you see this no you didnt i never talk about fic writing shhhhhhh #asks #evie #thanks so much for the ask I really do love rambling about them

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you don't know what Matsuhina ft the harem TW

In this AU sho is female and is a triplet to atsu and osamu with the older sister Tori Matsukawa and sho are dating but sho also has her harem or rather had those bastards believe a new girl that just showed up one day and made up stories because she was jelous of sho getting the attention The only ones not part of the harem are her family matsun bokuto and Akaashi because their dating each other but the harem about to learn what they are about to lose with the help of her family sho is about to tell her fellings to the simps

In the harem GC

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Sho:🎶I know you've got the best intentions Just trying to find the right words to say I promise, I've already learned my lesson But right now, I wanna be not okay🎶

Matsun:you got this baby

Tori:we are right here sis

Kenma:Sho what are you talking about

The siblings were crying they hated seeing her in pain

Atsumu:🎶I know you're so tired, sitting here waiting🎶

Kita:Atsu?

Sho:🎶If I hear one more "Just be patient" It's always gonna stay the same🎶

The harem: what is?

Matsu:let go Doll you can let go at anytime

Suna:what do you mean let go?

Sho:🎶if this isn't good for me Well, I don't wanna know🎶

Osamu:we are right here sis all of us me Tori nii atsu and matsun all right here

Kuroo:where are you exactly

Sho:🎶Let me just stop trying Let me just stop fighting🎶

The harem: fighting

Matsun:Doll you don’t… you don't have to fight anymore i am proud of you sunshine

Tendou:Atsu where are you guys

Atsumu:and why should I tell the people that betrayed my sister

Akaashi:is it true Atsumu what I am seeing on Sho’s tracker

Atsumu:yes Yes it is

Akaashi:me and bo are on our way

Sho:🎶I don't want your good advice or reasons why I'm alright You don't know what it's like You don't know what it's like🎶

Bokuto and akaashi drove to where they saw Sho’s tracker is at as soon as they got there they asked for sho room which was ICU once they got there they looked in the room the sight that greeted them broke them and made them feel angry and upset with the harem

Matsun:hi guys as you can see she is not in the best condition she has been like this for awhile

Bokuto:wait Awhile

Atsumu:yeah a rare heart condition she was able to maintain it by not being stressed out after the harem betrayed here by believing someone they just met she trusted them the people she thought of as friends the stress got to much

Sho:🎶Can't stop these feet from sinking And it's starting to show on me You're staring while I'm blinking But just don't tell me what you see🎶

Bokuto:we won’t sho

Kuroo:bro what’s going on what is happening with Chibi chan

Bokuto:oh hell no you do not get to call her that you do not get to call me bro either and after the crap you lot pulled I don’t think you lot have a right to know

Atsumu:I agree with bokkun

The others in the hospital room agreed

Sho:🎶I'm so over all this bad luck Hearing one more "keep your head up" Is it ever gonna change?🎶

The family went offline angry at them and attended to sho

Sho:🎶So let me just give up So let me just let go If this isn't good for me Well, I don't wanna know🎶

Matsun:let go love you can I can't see you like this

Akaashi:let go sho if you can’t keep up the fight let go this hurts watching

Terushima:Matsun back off our sunshine

Matsun:your sunshine she is married to me you lot are simps that just hurt her again and again

Sho:🎶Let me just stop trying Let me just stop fighting I don't want your good advice or reasons why I'm alright You don't know what it's like Yeah, you don't know what it's like🎶

The harem have no clue whats going on mean while at the hospital with the miya siblings bokuaka and matsun sho was trying to hold on for as long as she could but she is slowly losing the fight

Sho:🎶Don't look at me like that Just like you understand Don't try to pull me back🎶

Matsun:you can let go love end your pain and suffering

Sho:issei

Matsun:yes doll I’m here

Sho:I’m sorry Issei i tried to hold out really i did

Matsun:i know baby and i am proud of you

Sho:can i sleep now Issei

Matsun:of course sweetness have a good sleep my love

Sho’s heart stopped and the machine flatlined#

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Months pass and the harem hadn’t heard from their sunshine and they went to Her house where Matsun the twins and Tori currently are along with bokuto and akaashi and the only thing sho left behind her’s and matsun’s child

The harem bang on the door

Matsun: what are you doing here?

Terushima:we are here for our sunshine

Bokuto:she is not yours she never was

A little girl suddenly ran to matsun

Shilo:dada what’s with the yelling

Matsun:sorry princess dada didn’t mean to wake you do you want to go to uncle Bo

Shilo:uncle volleyball volleyball

Matsun:like mother like daughter ❤️

Kenma:who was that

Matsun:my daughter well mine and sho’s daughter what is left of sho

Kuroo: what do you mean what is left of chibi chan

Akaashi:SHE’S DEAD KUROO FUCKING DEAD AND ITS YOU ASSHOLES THAT PRACTICALLY KILLED HER YOU TOOK THAT LITTLE GIRLS MOM AWAY YOU’RE MONSTERS THAT AND HER RARE HEART CONDITION WHICH SHE HAD UNDER CONTROL UNTIL YOU LOT HAD THE AUDACITY TO BETRAY HER AND USE HER FOR WHAT BECAUSE OF A LYING SLAPPER WHO WAS JELOUS AND WANTED MONEY FAME TO MAKE A NAME FOR HERSELF GET OUT OF MY SIGHT

Tori:Keiji breathe

The harem tried to process what akaashi just said

Kenma:my best friend is dead

Atsumu Then Pipes up

Atsumu:was she your bestfriend where were you while she was giving birth to Shi where were you when she went through 2 miscarriages where were you when her and matsun got married, where were you when the harem betrayed her trust and used her hey kenma where were you when she was dying in front of us and you call yourself her best friend

Matsun:Atsumu take a breathe go play with shi maybe you can teach her to set

Atsumu:fine it beats see these assholes

The harem couldn’t say much because Atsumu was right and they came round now and it’s just causing more heartache

The harem: we didn’t know she went though all of that

It was Tori’s turn to speak up

Tori:of course you didn’t know she didn’t want you to and you were busy ruining your friendship with her to even notice something was wrong and Iwaizumi I expected better from you being my childhood friend you fucked that up royally to think i loved you stupid really now kindly get the fuck out this family is hurt enough

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lizbotw · 4 years

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new aesthetic: redoing my entire mobile layout every time i post something 👁💧👄💧👁

#delete later #text post #this is what happens when i wait a week to post... i become a new person #the old one was goooood #like i didn’t rly get tired of looking at it or anything #but i felt like my links were kind of hard to see???#it’s bc i used the same color for everything but like whatever 🤡#and i refused to use any other color besides that pink #PLUS IT LOOKED UGLY WITH ANYTHING ELSE LIKE YOU CAN’T BLAME ME #current concern: need a new header #repressed concern: crush on bokuto... will miss him if i change it #akaashi too tho 👁💧👄💧👁 not trying to slander my man just thot it was a well known fact we r married bc of those hcs i wrote for him #n e ways i chose sum random colors for rn and it honestly looks rly good??? like DAMN those links #aha maybe ppl will actually click on them now... pls they took so long #maybe bokuto can stay bc he kinda matches w this #AKAASHI TOO OBVI #i feel like i’ve been slandering him lately bc i have become newly attuned to my appreciation to bokuto and my bokuaka side is fighting back #internal conflict yummy #i like how my new pfp makes me look #it gives me a cool vibe 😎 i will no longer be afraid to approach ppl now #wdym it’s not april first oh uh nvm then i take back everything i said #except the things abt bokuto #those were true #anyways i hate driving #does anyone agree #lmk..........#jk i actually kinda like it #i’m fine at driving but ofc no one wants to believe that until they want a ride 👁💧👄💧👁#good night to everyone except the lady who failed me and took the joy out of drivng for me i WILL be depressed for several weeks #+ continue the ugly crying i did today in a thrilling saga until my next test day 😼

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WHEN SOMEONE HITS ON YOU

⇢ akaashi keiji, suna rintaro, oikawa toru, tsukishima kei, kenma kozume, ushijima wakatoshi,

⚠️ warning: mentions of unwanted physical and verbal (sexual) advances

ꨄ AKAASHI Keiji | watches the lip gloss wand glide across your lips. “is something bothering you?” the slight quiver of your lips as you attempt to flash him a reassuring smile says it all. the furrowing of your brows, the pout that ghosted your features all of today, keiji etched it in his heart. coming up from behind, he wraps his arms around you as you lean back against his chest. “what’s wrong, my love?” he murmurs against your ears. “a colleague at work touched me today.” at your words, akaashi stiffens, heart racing at your words. “touched you where?” “oh, it was just my hands. we shook hands but he wouldn’t let go until I asked him to, twice.” akaashi turns you around, looking you in the eyes, “what do you mean “it was just my hands?” that was very inappropriate of him and I’m so sorry you had to go through this. I’ll bring you to work tomorrow and maybe have a little chat with him.” “babe, you don’t have to.” “I know, but I want to.”

ꨄ SUNA Rintaro | “are you ready, princess?” suna absentmindedly looks up from his phone but your frown catches his attention. “what’s wrong? do you not want to go out anymore?” you turn around and your husband could immediately see something was on your mind. in one large stride, he’s towering over you, one hand tenderly picking up yours, the other tucking in a piece of stray hair behind your ears. “what’s wrong?” he asks again. “remember Kai from work?” suna nods, a sinking feeling in his stomach. of course he remembers kai, your co-worker who got a little too friendly at the last happy hour that suna picked you up from. “ce came up behind me today and said some really inappropriate things. I won’t repeat it because I don’t want to think about it anymore.” suna doesn’t say anything, not because he doesn’t want to, but because he’s at a loss for words. suna does nothing except pull you into his chest, hoping you’d understand and excuse him for his inability to protect you. you understand of course. your relationship has always been one that transcended words. “I’ll crash your happy hours from now on. we’ll never give him a chance to make you uncomfortable ever again.”

ꨄ OIKAWA Toru | you walked through the door and as soon as you saw your husband sitting on the couch, you could no longer hold back the tears that’s been threatening to fall from your eyes since this afternoon. alarmed, Oikawa stands up and immediately walks over to you, “hey hey, what’s wrong?” his words only makes you cry harder as you choked out incoherent words, “Toru, he touched...he made-he.” oikawa feels his blood run cold. while others might not’ve been able to understand you, your husband did. he knows you like the back of his hand. “who? who touched you? where?” the seriousness in his voice calms you down a little. “my boss. he hit on me today even though he knew I was married to you. of course I rejected him but as he was leaving he...um...his hands grazed my chest.” oikawa pulls you into a hug, holding you close as you continue to sob about your uncomfortable experience today. once your tears subside, oikawa leans back and looks at you in the eyes, “this is completely up to you, but do you want to report this incident to the HR?” “no one will believe me.” oikawa winces at your words, “I believe you, you know that right?” you nod as he continues, “let’s just give it a shot tomorrow and if it doesn’t work, quit. I’ll help you find a new job.” you nod again, grateful to have your husband. “it’ll be okay,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your head, “even if no one believes you, you’ll always have me. It’s us against the world, right princess?”

ꨄ TSUKISHIMA Kei | glances at you warily. he’s entirely aware that your smile never seems to quite reach your eyes today. “kei, would you quit looking at me like there’s something wrong with me?” tsukishima doesn’t avert his stare, “well, I'll quit when you tell me what’s wrong with you.” you smile, but he catches the little tremble on your lips. you’re about to speak up when he cuts you off, “don’t tell me you’re okay. I can tell when you’re not.” you sigh, “I really can’t hide anything from you. fine, someone hit on me today okay? I didn’t want to tell you because it’s not a big deal.” “if it’s not a big deal, why are you upset?” he gestures for you to come over and as soon as you’re within reach, he tugs on the hem of your shirt, pulling you down to his lap. “it’s okay to be upset. I’m sorry this happend to you today. I’m sorry I couldn’t stop it from happening.” you snuggle up against his chest, “it’s okay kei, it’s the thoughts that count.” you don’t see it, but Tsukishima grins, relieved you could still kind of joke about it. “maybe I should just follow you everywhere now. you’re too pretty to be left alone on your own.” “maybe you should.” “maybe I will.”

ꨄ KOZUME Kenma | “hey ken, do you mind if we postpone today? I don’t really feel like hanging out with Kuroo tonight.” Kenma looks at you confused, “but you’ve been looking forward to this all week? weren’t we just talking about this yesterday?” you look down, “I don’t feel well.” he eyes you with concern, “what’s wrong with you? do you need me to run out to grab some Advil?” you sigh, “no, I just-someone hit on me today and said some really weird things about my body and I really don’t want social interactions right now.” kenma pulls you onto his lap as you hide in the crook of his neck. “okay, I'll text Kuroo later. Do you want to talk about it?” his hands are on the small of your back, drawing gentle circles. “no, not right now, but maybe later. just hold me for now?” He tightens his arms around you, “Okay, later. Or whenever you’re ready. And you don’t even have to ask. I’ll hold you forever if I could.”

ꨄ USHIJIMA Wakatoshi | doesn’t understand why you keep averting his eyes today. he’s been trying to talk to you all evening, but you answered while looking at the wall, the clock, his fingers, anywhere but his eyes. having enough, he stops you in your tracks. “did I do something, y/n? why won’t you look at me?” he asks, worry in his eyes. “I'm sorry,” you blurted out, hiding your face in your hands. ushijima is taken aback by your actions, “what are you sorry for?” “a guy groped me today on the metro while he was passing me by. and I-” you found it hard to continue, riddled with guilt, “and I- I- didn’t say anything. I was scared, I’m so sorry.” ushijima gently removes your hands from your face, leaning down to look at you. “why are you sorry?” he asks, a gentle thumb wiping away the tears from your cheek, “it’s not your fault. It’s the man’s. don’t blame yourself. I promise you, this won’t happen again.” you look at him in confusion, “what do you mean?” “I'll drop you off and pick you up at work from now on.” “but you’ll be late to practice.” He shakes his head, “it’s fine, I'll just talk to the coach about. You’re my priority, and you always will be.”

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