#keiyoomi: does impulsive shits

[keiyoomi]

detail/s: iwaizumi × afab!reader ; kira (daughter) | dad!iwaizumi • fluff!

note: happy iwaizumi day!!! this is all i could write for now. enioy reading!

after years of spending time with each other, you already know how sharp iwa's instinct could be. his talent only improved when you two finally started your own family.

"kira-chan, let's decorate papa's cupcakes, okay?" you gently said while opening the bags of marshmallows, sprinkles, and chocolate chips. "he must not catch us making these."

little kira's ponytail bounced as she nodded her head. her curious eyes watched your every move as you picked up several chocolate chips to decorate one of the cupcakes.

kira reached out for the bag of sprinkles. her eyes slightly widened when the bag made a sound in the process. she looked at your direction but you only chuckled at her before kissing the top of her hair.

"papa won't hear it. don't worry," you said softly while placing the cupcake you did in the cupcake organizer.

your little girl tried to copy your movements, only for her to frown when she saw three sprinkles on the top of the icing. she turned to you and watched as you placed the sprinkles on the cupcake.

"ma, pu' mo'. kiwa wan' pu' mo'." ["ma, put more. kira want put more."]

you smiled and showed her how she can put more toppings on her cupcakes. you grabbed a handful of marshmallows before slowly releasing it from your hand.

once again, your adorable little toddler copied your action and this time, she was successful. her eyes twinkled with joy when she finally see more colorful sprinkles on the top of her cupcake.

she clapped her hands and cheered with her adorable tiny voice. "kiwa did it! yahoo~!"

as much as you wanted to tell her to keep her voice down, you couldn't help but feel proud of your growing child.

but of course, you knew that her victorious cheer woke up that day's main character.

you glanced up and met the gaze of hajime, whose bed hair is still quite comparable to that of a bird's nest. although his eyes were squinting, you could tell that it's been a while since he started watching you and your daughter.

"you're not supposed to be awake yet," you grumbled while watching him walk towards the kitchen.

"papa, dun cam. papa no no!"

hajime pouted before kneeling next to kira.

"but papa wants to say good morning to mama and kira."

"but sprice, papa. sprice!" she emphasized making you chuckle while nodding.

hajime laughed before placing a tender kiss on kira's forehead.

"but kira already surprised me."

little kira gasped, covering her lips with her tiny hands. "really?" she asked with wide eyes.

iwaizumi nodded his head. "really!"

"when?"

"when kira kissed papa's head earlier."

your daughter turned to you with wide eyes. "oh no!"

you and your husband laughed at her cute reaction. hajime stood and walked towards you.

he wrapped his strong arms around you as he rest his chin on your shoulder.

"you've been awake since we started, huh."

"uh-huh," he responded while nuzzling his face against the crook of your neck. "thank you, love."

"happy birthday, hajime."

"i love you," he whispered while looking at you, his lips were inch away from yours. his lips looking more inviting for some reason. l

when you were about to share a kiss with your husband, a tiny voice suddenly spoke.

"done, mama? done?"

when you and your husband looked down, you saw how little kira was covering her eyes while taking a peek in between her fingers.

you and your husband chuckled before peppering your child with kisses.

"happy birthday, papa!"

"happy birthday to me, indeed," he replied as he pulled you and your child closer to him.

[keiyoomi]

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50 Angsty Questions Prompt List

“And that makes it okay?”

“Are you afraid to die?”

“What would you do if I didn’t come back?”

“Do you know what it’s like?”

“Hasn’t this addiction done enough damage already?”

“Why are your eyes so red?”

“How do you think this ends?”

“Why would I ever want to be with you?”

“Is that what you think of me?”

“Do you know what a gunshot wound feels like?”

“How am I supposed to go on?”

“Can’t you see how fucked up this is?”

“If I told you I hate you, what would you do?”

“Should you be drinking that much?”

“What if we just crash this car and make it all stop?”

“Do the drugs still get you high?”

“Am I the reason you cry every night?”

“When did you stop loving me?”

“Don’t you think you’ve done enough?”

“How did things go so wrong?”

“When did things fall apart?”

“Which part of me wasn’t enough?”

“How do I make you love me again?”

“How much does it hurt knowing you lost me?”

“We’re you trying to destroy us?”

“How do you want to die?”

“Is the weight of it all finally too heavy?”

“Are you okay with having blood on your hands?”

“How do you sleep at night?”

“Can you still sleep at night?”

“Is being high all the time worth losing everything?”

“Can you feel the blood draining from your body?”

“Do you know how it feels to wish for death every day?”

“Will you miss me at all?”

“Can I have one last kiss?”

“Do you understand what you’ve done?”

“Is this how you thought your life would be?”

“Did you expect this to turn out better?”

“Can you really blame me?”

“How could you do this?”

“Can you be the one to do it?”

“Does this mean what I think it means?”

“Are you leaving?”

“How do we fix this?”

“Would you hate me?”

“Do you want to die?”

“How many more innocent people have to die?”

“Can you promise me no one else has to get hurt?”

“Are you satisfied now…?”

“Do you even know what love feels like?”

[mtsm]

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▸ soft opening ; #mtsm: soft opening

target date: december 2020 details: soft opening will last for two weeks (from third sunday of december until january 2.) will accept requests which are mostly ficlets that aren’t edited, rewritten, or revised. will also entertain interactions from interested people.

▸ the weekend- habit ; #mtsm: the weekend habit

target date: first weekend of january 2021 details: this activities will be based on the weekly challenge from haikyuucreation’s discord channel. i was planning to place this under ‘server activities,’ but i figured that once i’ve written every weekly activity from discord, i’ll start writing something else, based on dialogue prompts or ideas here and there. more details: will accept ideas and/or suggestions, but not requests.

▸ hit or miss ; #mtsm: hit or miss

target date: from weekdays of january details: if you’re familiar with my former blog, you’re probably familiar with my tag “keiyoomi: does impulsive shits.” if not, it’s basically filled with unedited, quickly written ficlets within few minutes.  more details: you can send a request here! however, there are things your have to know before sending a request.

▸ server activities ; #mtsm: server activities

target date: no schedule details: sometimes—if my schedule allows it—i join some of my servers’ monthly activities. but if i can’t make it to the due date and i really want to write something for that idea, i’ll still write something. anyway, you’ll find all of my works under this tag.

▸ works in progress ; #mtsm: works in progress

target date: not applicable / schedule varies from one project to another details: you’ll find my pet projects here! i wouldn’t be able to update/post it asap, but the progress will be updated here. pet projects will be posted as soon as it’s polish.  more details: will not accept any requests for this one.

▸ the end of the beginning ; #mtsm: teotb

target date: not applicable / varies details: this is where you’ll find the list of requested stuffs from my old blog. there’s going to be a lot, so. . . heads-up! also, this is just a fulfillment for months-old requests. more details: not accepting request.

[keiyoomi]

stranger danger

pairing: s. kiyoomi × AFAB!reader / could pass as gn!reader too.

detail/s: ; fluff; college student!sakusa; short(?) reader; height difference (sakusa's taller than reader)

it sucks, but you don't know him.

although you've been meeting his gaze more frequently, he remained as a stranger to you. he's just the curly haired, neck-stiffening tall and handsome stranger.

that is, until he decided to confront you—for something you've never intended, nor have planned to do.

“stop following me around.”

as soon as you've processed the words that came out from his lips, you frowned. you've never followed anyone around before. you'd rather spend your time doing your homeworks or rewriting your notes than following him around.

"huh?"

instead of clearing up the confusion, he simply squinted his eyes before stomping back to his seat, few tables away from you.

you could almost feel the veins on your head popping.

× ∆ ×

“so persistent!” he muttered while wearing a deep frown on his face. "what do you want from me?"

you calmly sat in front of him as his face slowly turned into a scowl. he was the one assuming things, not you.

"who even are you? showing up wherever I go won't make me like you!"

all eyes were on your table as soon as they heard his outburst. those who knew you were taken aback, while others looked at you with disgust despite not knowing anything about you.

"sakusa-san, i'm afraid you're in the wrong here" your professor began before settling his things on the table. "they just transferred here from overseas."

his silence was too loud, you had to keep yourself from cackling.

somehow, it felt like you just won.

-----------

days passed by in a blur.

the curly giant who used to bombard you with accusations that was not backed with facts, now lurked around you and your small circle. he stares at you whenever he spots you and for some reason, he always has something in his hands whenever you see him.

like a cat presenting a fish to their owner.

“l/n-san,” komori, the cousin of the cat-like person staring at your direction, called with a smile on his face. “i hope you can forgive him. he means well, but he... experienced unpleasant things with several people.”

“komori-san, I won't say that I understand his situation because I've never been in his shoes, but at least he shouldn't just confront people who meets him during his classes.”

you sighed. “we're basically acquaintances at this point. anyway, I've already forgiven him after his outburst. so...”

sakusa's eyebrows rose while holding out his peace offering, hoping that you would finally accept it.

“there's no need for you to buy those things everyday,” you said while looking at him. “we're good now, okay?”

“...ends?”

you tilted your head. “huh?”

“are we friends now?”

you glanced at his cousin before chuckling.

“of course. I mean, if you wanted to be friends.”

[keiyoomi]

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Prompt List #2

A/N: While a majority of these are mine there are a few I have found online/was inspired by

Prompt List #1

Fluff

“I’ve learnt to love you.”

“They’re good for each-other.” 

“(She/he/they) don’t compare to you. No one does.”

“Shut up and hold me.”

“I’m not leaving. Ever.”

“I promised to love you forever.”

“You’ll find your way back to me, I know you will.”

“I’ll take care of you.”

“Can you sing that song for me again?”

“I don’t know if you know this but, I love you.”

“I know it’s 2 in the morning but do you want to…” 

“It looks good on you.” 

“You’re the reason I’m still here.”

“I love you and all but…” 

“You saved me.”

“Would you like to stay?” 

“I’ll take the couch.” 

“I’m quite comfortable here.”

“How did I manage to get you.” 

“Maybe I’m just lucky.”

“It’s us agaisnt the world.”

“Are you hurt? What happened?”

���You fainted, are you alright?”

“What do you remember?”

“I think (she/he/they/I) rubbed off on you.”

“Don’t let go.”

“I promise.”

“Am I dreaming?”

“I don’t want to wake up.”

“Find me again.”

“Don’t forget me.”

“Well it’s a good thing I don’t plan on doing that.”

“Please don’t say goodbye.”

“I wish we didn’t we have to say goodbye.”

“You didn’t think you’d be able to get rid of me just yet did you?”

“Because I fell for you, isn’t it obvious?” 

“I could never get tired of you.”

“Are you alright?” “I will be.”

“No you don’t understand, I have to get back!”

“I’m not your princess.” 

“You say you hate it but your red face is telling me otherwise.” 

“For (her/him/them), (I’ll do) anything.”

“(She’s/he’s/they’re) worth the wait.”

“I can be your reason why.” 

“This is not what I meant when I told you to fall for me.” 

“I don’t know if I want to yell at you or kiss you.”

“Is it that hard to believe that I love you?”

“Stop flirting with me, I’m not going to fall for it.”

“Is somebody jealous?”

“Can you quit being sappy for five seconds?”

Angst

“Why does it sound like you’re saying goodbye?” 

“It’s always a losing game with you.”

“If it means anything, I love you.”

“I must’ve loved (her/him/them) a lot.”

“You’re in-love with somebody else.”

“(She/he/they/I) lost (her/his/their/my) soulmate.”

“It wasn’t supposed to end this way.” 

“I’ve moved on.”

“This isn’t the person I fell in-love with.”

“It doesn’t matter unless I’m their last right?”

“Why are you still fighting?”

“You were the one who walked out, not me.”

“Please don’t make me choose.”

“You’re choosing (her/him/them) over me?”

“You don’t get to call me that.”

“You lost the right when you walked out of my life.”

“What happened to forever?”

“Don’t you remember me?”

“Would you have said yes?”

“Please don’t make me choose.”

“You can’t just act like nothings wrong when it isn’t!”

“You’re with me for a reason, right?”

“Why would (I/she/he) fall for someone else?”

“I haven’t seen you in months.”

“You’ll always be a friend.”

“Did you love me (me/her/him/them)?”

“I’m sorry.” “For what?” “Everything.”

“I’ll see you soon, I promise.”

“You have to let me go.”

“It’s all in my head. This isn’t actually happening, you’re not real!”

“Look me in the eyes and repeat what you just said.”

“Why are you letting (her/him/them/me) do this to you?” “Because I love (her/him/them/you).”

“Would you do the same for me?”

“What happened to all of our promises?”

“This was our forever.”

“Don’t tell me to calm down!”

“It’s been years, can’t you just give me a chance.”

“I’m not ready to get hurt again.” 

“Because I know when I open my eyes this will all turn out to be a dream and I’ll lose you again.”

“I’m not ready to lose you.”

“No, not again. Please!”

“You just had to go and ruin everything.”

“Why do we have to keep hiding? I’m tired of being kept a secret.” 

“You know this means nothing right?”

“It’s not my fault you believe(d) everything I (say/said).”

“You promised forever.”

“Why is it so hard for you to believe me?”

“Wake up! Please don’t do this to me.” 

“Why did you have to go and fall in love with me?” 

“I shouldn’t still be in love with you.” 

General

“I still find myself falling asleep with you on my mind.”

“Do you not remember me?”

“I thought you said wouldn’t fall in-love.” 

“(She’s/he’s/they’re) just a friend.” “We used to be friends to be ‘just friends’ too.”

“I’d never fall in-love.”

“I’ll wait for you.” 

“Just take my hand.”

“You’re weak.”

“Was that part of the bet?”

“At least I kept my promises.”

“Take me back.”

“I need (her/him/them).” 

“Do you miss me?”

“What happened to us?”

“People say I’m heartless.”

“Another nightmare?”

“Are you afraid of me?”

“Is that a threat?”

“Hold onto me.”

“I have nothing.”

“It’s killing you.”

“Maybe you should give up.” 

“I’m tired of running.”

“(She/he/they) changed (her/his/their) world.”

“Just like we promised.”

“I can’t leave.”

“You’re a bad liar did you know?” 

“I could’ve helped.”

“I never wanted any of this.”

“Only you.” 

“Come home.”

“I’ll see you when I get back.”

“Just say the word.”

“Well, I can scratch that off my bucket list.”

“We really shouldn’t be doing this…”

“Do you trust me?” “No.”

“It was your idea!”

“What happened to your face?”

“All you had to do was ask.” 

“I don’t like you.” 

“I haven’t seen you in months.”

“Why is it always you?”

“Don’t let go.”

“Who said I ever stopped?”

“Get out of my head.”

“You flinched.”

“Is it worth it? Risking everything just for a chance.”

“I did it again, didn’t I?”

“I’m not going to fight you.”

“Every time I think I’m close to finally figuring you out you end up surprising me.”

[keiyoomi]

I'm gonna redo some things (e.g. pinned post) later as soon as I get home. Uh, also requests are opened. Fire away your requests. I put Haikyuu, Genshin Impact, Moriarty the Patriot, etc. characters through heaven and hell at times in different scenarios. Most of my works are a bit ooc though.

Anyway, see you all later!

#keiyoomi: does impulsive shits is coming back. :)

[keiyoomi]

I'm gonna redo some things (e.g. pinned post) later as soon as I get home. Uh, also requests are opened. Fire away your requests. I put Haikyuu, Genshin Impact, Moriarty the Patriot, etc. characters through heaven and hell at times in different scenarios. Most of my works are a bit ooc though.

Anyway, see you all later!

#keiyoomi: does impulsive shits is coming back. :)

[keiyoomi]

re-reading my old works and cringing while reading the nsfw. i can write them better now. i think. but i'm probably going to use another account when posting them.

[keiyoomi]

“why me?” you asked while staring at the ceiling, adorned with some glow-in-the-dark star stickers—one that the two of you placed there two days after moving in.

you felt his lips against your forehead. “what?” atsumu asks.

you look up at him, his brown eyes meeting your beautiful eyes. “you could’ve had anyone, so why me?”

“hm. . .” you were anticipating his question. for years, you’ve been asking yourself that question. you’re painfully aware that there are people out there who’s better than you. “. . .because you’re the only one i want, you always have been. . .” he tilts your head upward. “is that really so hard to believe?”

Person A: “Why me?”

Person B: “What?”

Person A: “You could have had anyone, so why me?”

Person B: “…..Because you’re the only one I want, you always have been…. Is that really so hard to believe?”

[keiyoomi]

Hello

How are you doing ??

If its possible can you make the 13 + william james moriarty? Ty

“What do you mean you’re sick?! You’re my partner in crime!”

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“What do you mean you’re sick?! You’re my partner in crime!”

Maybe you were expecting him to always be in a perfect condition. But in reality, despite his intelligent mind that seems to see what the future holds, he’s still human who could be vulnerable to any diseases.

“What happened to the immortal William James Moriarty?” you asked while moving in an exagerrated way.

Louis, Moran, and even Fred ignored your actions. Actually, Fred walked away when you began reciting some ridiculous lines in front of William’s door. Bond, well. he* was touched by how you care for William, until she remembered some of those lines you’ve recited.

“Y/N, you can just enter his room,” Old Man Jack, William’s teacher and as well as yours, said while smiling at you. “I’m glad to see you in person instead of just reading your name on the newspaper.”

You grinned. “Teacher, do you want me to pester you again like I used to do?”

“You rascal,” he said with affection. He ruffled your hair and smiled gently at you. “Go on now. Take this to that stubborn child.”

“I will, teacher.” You took the tray from his hand before knocking on the door. Ah, no. Barging inside Little Wil’s dark and gloomy room. “Oh, Willy!”

Much to your dismay, he was already sitting on his bed with a frown on his face. His scarley eyes were displeased and if it wasn’t for his throbbing head, he would’ve probably attacked you with his sharp dagger by the time you open the door.

“Oh come on.” You made your way towards him and settled the tray on his lap. “I thought you’d welcome me with your lanky arms wide open.”

“Yes, I will definitely do that. Before wringing your neck after not showing yourself for years.”

You cluck your tongue upon hearing him whine. “I apologize for making a name for myself.”

“And you’ve successfully done that. But you’ve also gained enemies that is beyond your capabilities!” Then, he cough. You rubbed his back to calm him down, but it seemed to fan his rage. “What would you do if they hire someone to catch and torture you? Or worse, kill you?”

You looked down on your lap as guilt seeped through your being. To be honest, you didn’t pay much attention to the consequences of your actions. Robbing those wealthy, yet heartless nobles helped thousands of people all over the country. There were orphanages, public hospitals, and even smart individuals that you’ve managed to support for years. In a way, you’ve managed to save their lives. In your own twisted, yet good way.

But as you glanced at your childhood friend’s direction, you suddenly feel guilty for your selfless actions.

“I haven’t...” You rubbed the back of your neck. “...thought of that. Not yet, at least.”

“See?!” He grabbed your hand, as tight as he could. “Stay here until I’m feeling better.”

“That’s what I’m planning to do.”

“And stay here until I tell you to leave.”

“Huh?” You looked at him with disbelief. “What are you talking about? No.”

He rubbed his forehead, as if to relieve his headache. “Let’s further discuss this issue once I’m better.”

“This Phantom’s doctor’s fee would cost you your fortune!”

“Will you take this more seriously or would you prefer if Phantom disappears permanently?”

You kept your mouth shut.

Will glanced at you as you frown. For the first time, in a long while, he finally won against your stubborness. And this wouldn’t be the last time.

He’ll win this war of stubborness against you.

Whether by hook or by crook!

[keiyoomi]

omg what if you’re making out with iwa & get walked in on without even noticing or ignoring them 😂😭🤌🏼

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content warning: suggestive content!

They shouldn’t have left you alone with Iwaizumi.

They should’ve known better than to leave you two alone and have that space all to yourselves.

Matsukawa, Hanamaki, and of course Oikawa were fully aware of their ace’s feelings towards you. Iwaizumi has been into you for years that they were still wondering why you haven’t noticed his feelings yet. And you don’t seem to feel the same way towards their friend.

But damn, they were wrong.

They were stunned while watching you and their friend exhanging heated kisses. Iwaizumi, in particular, was pinning you down on the couch with his body.

If they were to see you pushing Iwaizumi away, they would’ve pulled their friend away from you, but seeing your hand running through their friend’s hair, they instantly knew that you were also into their friend.

They knew that they should leave, but their body froze in surprise. That was, until Iwaizumi pulled away from your lips and glare at their direction.

Their frozen legs moved and they scampered—stumbled—towards the door. When the three of them were finally outside the room, they all looked at each other in disbelief.

“Ha!” Oikawa began before resting his hand on his lower back. “Hahahahaha! Can you believe it?”

“It feels like he would kill us if we didn’t move from there,” Matsukawa commented while entering the door to the other room they’ve rented.

“Crazy. He’s crazy,” Hanamaki added. “Or he just doesn’t want to be cockblocked.”

“Let it go,” Oikawa said while patting his back. “He’s been waiting for this for years.”

The three, no... the four of them kept this incident from you. And they were really good at keeping it that way.

Not even Oikawa could spill the beans.

Not when Iwaizumi’s glaring at him.

[keiyoomi]

hi there! how has your day been? for the love prompts: oikawa + 10? ♡

prompt: ...what do you want me to do when you get tired of me?

note: hi! it took so long but i hope you like this!!!

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There are nights when Oikawa Tōru refuses to let go of your hand. Those nights mostly happens whenever he’s worried about something and he needed an assurance—your assurance.

“I had a bad dream last night,” he began after absentmindedly staring at the ceiling. “We had a huge fight. We screamed at each other... screamed words that would hurt one another...” His voice quivered. “All because I don’t spend more time with you.”

Your eyebrows furrowed upon hearing what he said. “Tōru, from the moment I allowed you to be my boyfriend, and partner-in-life, I–wholeheartedly–accepted the fact or at least the possibility that you love volleyball more than me. And that’s all right. It’s fine with me... sort of...”

Oikawa turned his head and looked at you with teary eyes. “Don’t get me wrong, okay? It’s fine with me because you’re already playing volleyball when we met. I am fully aware of your passion towards it and I really admire that part of you.”

“But?”

“Well,” you cleared your throat. “I’d appreciate it if we can spend some time together? Like, out on a date or even indoor dates. I really don’t care about the location, as long as I get to spend more time with you. You know, just us?”

“That’s fine with me.” He pressed his lips against your forehead. “I get to spend more time with you.”

“Do you feel better now?”

Oikawa smiled and nodded his head. “Thanks to you.” Then, he pursed his lips. “But... well, if you get tired of me and my lifestyle—”

For a brief moment, you could see the sadness in his eyes.

‘This guy, really.’

“... um... what do you want me to do when you get tired of me?”

You sat on the bed, frowning. Then, you squished his cheeks with your hands. “Who said I’d get tired of you? We may fight and argue, but I’d never get tired of you.”

He stared at you with wide eyes.

“You love me and I love you. You support me and everything that I do, and I’m doing the same for you. There are times when I almost made some terrible decisions, but thanks to you I was able to choose a better option and avoid some unnecessary conflict.

“You are my better half, and my worse half—when needed. And I would never—ever—get tired of you.” You huffed. “Do you get it now?”

He slowly nodded his head, your proclamation of love rendered him speechless.

He’s lucky... that he found someone like you. And he’ll make sure to keep you by his side until you get tired of him.

No.

He’ll do his best to win your heart over and over again until you’re ready to love him again.

[keiyoomi]

hiiiii! can we have 22 + atsumu? tysm! 🥺

oooh damn sorryyy. the 22 at Angsty Questions Prompt List :>

prompt: “Which part of me wasn’t enough?”

note: yow. so, we don’t have electricity as of the moment and i’m saving my phone’s battery. keep on sending request, i’ll do it later. for the prompts, you can find it on my blog. enjoy!

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“Which part of me wasn’t enough?”

After keeping his silence for almost an hour, Miya Atsumu finally spoke. He was still refusing to look at you, afraid to show you his bloodshot eyes.

“Atsumu, it wasn’t like that.”

“It wasn’t?!” He turned and glared at you in disbelief. “How was it then, huh? You... Do you just happened to fall in love with that person the moment your eyes met?” Then, he hit his chest while still looking at you in verge of tears.

“What about me, then? What about us?” His voice broke before another sob came out of his shaking lips. “What happened to everything we’ve done together? Did it just... vanish? Did yoy forget about all of it the moment you saw that person?”

You looked away from him and found one of your favorite pictures together. One where you’re standing behind him, your arms were wrapped around his shoulders while he’s wearing his MSBY uniform. It was taken back when he became an official member of the team... back when he still spend some time with you.

“Atsumu... I already told you that it’s not like that.” You finally gathered enough courage to meet his gaze. “There is no other guy.”

“Then, why...?”

“I... I got tired, Atsumu.” Tears began to stream down your cheeks. “You broke your promise of spending at least a day with me. At first, it didn’t bother me that much. I mean, you were just a rookie player. You need to earn your keep and I waited. Believe, I did. But...”

Your memories of spending your anniversaries for almost four years all by yourself made you sob harder.

“But... I can’t do this anymore...I’m sorry...”

You brush the tears from your eyes before walking towards the door and away from the man you love.

[keiyoomi]

Hi ate!! Pwede po ba number 10 at 15 sa grumpy hq tapos si Tsukii po? Salamat ate 💕💕

sksksksksks this is a complete mess.

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“Do we really have to arrive there seperately?”

If you were to tell anyyone about this side of Tsukishima Kei, they would probably scoff at you and say ‘impossible.’ But you can guarantee that the tall, blond man who was clinging on your arm is the very same Tsukishima Kei.

You were both attending a gathering of former and current Karasuno Volleyball players and as well as former current managers of the team.

Even though your relationship began back in high school, you were both good at concealing your relationship to others, that even Akiteru was surprised to see you during their mother’s birthday celebration. Actually, you were lucky that Yamaguchi wasn’t able to attend the party or else your relationship will be exposed to your close friends as well.

Not that you really mind them knowing about your relationship with Tsukishima.

“Kei,” you cupped his cheeks and made him look at you. “We’ve already discussed this, right? Also, may I remind you that this was your idea and not mine.”

“Then, let’s ditch my idea,” he grumbled after hiding his face on your chest. “I don’t like the idea of not having you by my side the entire time.” Then, he looked up at you. “Let’s tell them all about it. How we used to sneak out during breaks just to hold each others hands. How Kuroo-san almost caught us during the summer camp while ki—”

“Stop!” you covered his mouth with your hands. Your face becoming hotter and hotter every passing second. “We... We can tell them about our relationship, but let’s not share those secret meetings, please. It’s embarrassing.”

He raised his eyebrow before taking your hands off his mouth. “Embarrassing, huh?” he asked while looking smugly. “Are you talking about that time you ‘accidentally’ opened our clubroom knowing that I was the only person there?”

“I-I didn’t know you were still changing!”

Tsukishima laughed before pulling your hand and pressing his lips against your knuckles. “Let’s go together, okay?”

—

Who were you to deny that blond’s request—no, demand?

The moment you stepped inside the restaurant with hands holding each other, the former members of the team were all surprised. Even Yachi and Yamaguchi who were usually around the two of you.

Tsukishima was satisfied with everyone’s reaction.

However, there was a slight problem that he wasn’t able to take account to: being reeled in by your seniors to squeeze some information about your relationship.

He was sandwiched between Sugawara and Tanaka while you were being teased and grilled by Yachi and Shimizu. Despite being separated from each other, both of you were asked almost the same questions.

The restaurant was buzzing with noise coming from all the attendees of the reunion. It even grew louder when Kageyama and Hinata arrived just before the speeches from Coach Ukai and Coach Takeda began.

Hinata, being one of your closest friends from high school, immediately made his way towards you. But he was stopped by your, now grumpy, boyfriend. He disliked how close you were with each other since then, but he did his best not to show any reaction about it at all.

But this time is different.

“Don’t hug my girlfriend.”

Instead of complaining to your boyfriend, Hinata turned to you with disbelief on his face. “Tsukishima? Really?”

“What do you mean by that?”

You smiled at your bestfriend and nodded your head. “Guess I was charmed by that cocky jerk.”

“Hey!”

“That’s she used to call you whenever you annoy her,” Hinata revealed, which made your boyfriend turn to you.

“Sorry,” you said sheepishly. “But hey, I learned that you weren’t a total jerk like I thought you were.”

“That’s it?”

When you remained silent, lines appeared on Tsukishima’s forehead.

Those who weren’t used to this interaction were worried about what might happen between the former teammates. But those who were used to it were already dying of laughter.

Then, the party continued. Most of your seniors were already in the middle of the restaurant, dancing while singing out-of-tune. Tsukishima took this opportunity to finally sit next to you.

“I’ll make it up to you later,” you told him as you rest your head against his shoulder. “Are you mad?”

“Not at all,” he replied while pouting his lips.

“I’m sorry for calling you cocky jerk,” you said before looking at him. Tsukishima turned to you and met your gaze. “You were really annoying back then. But you proved me wrong.”

“’Course you’re wrong.”

You giggled before turning towards your friends who were having the time of their lives.

“But if I really happen to annoy you or made you feel frustrated, you can call me that.” He began to play with your fingers and hand. “You’re the only one who gets to call me that, okay?”

[keiyoomi]

Ok but like how cute would number 15. “Hi, I’ve been subtle at hinting that I want your attention all day and you haven’t noticed once and now I’m pissed.” be with either Kyotani. He would be all sassy once you got home from the outside world and just be his normal grumpy self.

hiiii!!! i kind of tweaked the last part of your request 😅🙈 first kyōtani piece 🙈 i... uh... hope you like it!

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From the time you’ve witnessed how Aoba Johsai played against Karasuno, until you graduated from Aoba Johsai, you couldn’t keep yourself from admiring one of the players from the volleyball team—Kyōtani Kentarō.

Many people have asked you why, of all players, are you interested in him. They might not have believed your response, but it was true—or at least, back then. Kyōtani was one of those players who tend to give their all just to win against their opponents.

But, you can’t deny how sensitive he was back then. He was easily ticked off by an opponent. He was also quite reckless back then—when he stole Kindaichi’s ball in the middle of the match. It could’ve caused collision and injuries, but he still did it.

Those days were years ago, but somehow, Kyōtani’s behavior reminded you of those days.

You pretended not to notice his glares and subtle glances towards your direction whenever he spikes the ball too hard, that the other side of the court couldn’t receive it.

It was as if he’s waiting to hear something from you.

But you couldn’t do what he wanted you to do. After the successful recruitment for new players for the team, you became more busy since you were assigned to analyze the strengths and weaknesses of the new team members.

Kyōtani could wait.

For now, you have to focus on your work.

You could see from the corner of your eye how he was repeatedly sent the ball to the other side of the court—something that left the new recruits in awe.

Once again, you glanced at his direction and met his determined gaze as he stared at you. You could almost see the blazing fire in his eyes, but still you didn’t say anything and only gave him a smile.

Kyōtani wasn’t pleased.

When their training has finally come to an end, you waited for him outside the locker area. You were checking your email when you suddenly heard someone clicking their tongue.

“Ah, Kentarō,” you called as you rose from your seat. “You’ve worked hard.”

Normally, he would lean down and press his lips against your forehead, but... he ignored you. You were reminded of your high school days as you watched his back from a distance.

The air of arrogance that surrounded him, the way he walked with head held high, and even the way his eyebrows were furrowed as if he was displeased.

“Oi~ Kentarō!” you called and run after him.

Still, you were ignored.

You held his hand and leaned against his arm. “Are you mad?”

“Tch.”

‘Ah, he is.’ You giggled before standing in front of him, forcing him to look at you. “You really did well earlier. If you were in an actual game earlier, our team would win, most likely. Even the new recruits wanted to do what you’ve shown them earlier.”

He suddenly distance his head from you before turning away while covering his face with his arm. “Stop pulling my leg.”

“I’m not.” You giggled. “You’re really amazing, Kentarō.”