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tendousthoughts · 3 years ago

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HQ Boys Thinking Their S/O Left Them Pt. 3

Character(s) included: Oikawa & Kyoutani

Requested by: @chibiiichann

Warning(s): Cursing, Mention of bullying [Oikawa], Mention of flinching [Kyoutani], Hints towards readers tough past [Kyoutani]

Song of the day: Trees II by McCfferty

A/N: First off thanks for 200- I know I said it a lot but I’m just so glad! Next, many of you haven’t seen but I have updated a few things. One of the biggest being my name I go by. At the moment I’m trying out Xic. I also noted my pronouns and stuff. Which you can all find on my announcements post. Now back to some more ‘important’ things [though this is important, this is not why you came here!]. Sorry about the long wait for part three! Please read through the warnings again to make sure everything is okay. Thank you for everything. Bye!

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Tag(s): @chibiiichann & @corporeal-terrestrial

Oikawa

He was at it again. Working late nights and shit. You were happy for him. You were. Of course you were. He was back doing what he loved. He was back playing volleyball. With that happiness also came fear and worry. You knew how he was. Everyone who ever met him, knew how he was. He over worked himself. He always did and scared you. No matter how hard he tried not to. He pushed himself past his limits. Even after the doctor already told him, if he didn’t ease up on the practice, his knee would get even worse. But he was Oikawa Tōru. Determined and intelligent.

It was ten thirty and he already missed your date. Which you expected to happen, but it still kind of hurt. You tried calling for the fifth time that night, but you were met with the same thing. After a few rings it went to voicemail.

“Hey! You’ve reached the voicemail of Oikawa Tōru, thank you for calling! At the moment I’m busy but I promise after I’m done I’ll call you back. If you want, leave me a message and I’ll get back to you. Byeee!”

You waited all night for him to come home around twelve thirty. He looked tired. Extremely tired and to be honest that pissed you off more. Not only did he not respond but he over worked himself again, and when he woke up the next night sore, you were the one who would have to take care of him.

Instead of bringing it up you waited for the morning. Not wanting to have this conversation while he was tired. It would feel like you were talking to yourself, and he wouldn’t understand. So you went to bed with him and by the morning he was already up before you.

You went to the kitchen to find him shuffling through your medication bin. “Are you sore?” You ask, looking at him.

“I’ll be fine, I just need breakfast and some medicine,” he muttered. He couldn’t have cared less. At least that’s what it looked like. He didn’t even spare you a glance.

“Maybe you should listen. You know, lay off volleyball practice for a day or something. Try to lesson the hours and stuff..” You looked back at him for his reaction.

“Can’t. If I ease up I’ll never be able to catch up.” He finally looked to you now, finding the medicine.

“I mean I think you will be fine. It is taking over your whole life and stuff so I just don’t want it to be a bigger issue. Like you know.. with your knees and stuff.” Your eyes are pinned on him.

“I told you not to worry about my knee, and it’s not taking up my life okay? It has and will always be my life. It’s the only thing I’m good at. So no, I'm not going to take a break.” He snapped at you. Which caught you off guard.

“It is… It is taking up your life,” you replied which made his face change.

“You don’t understand how it is like me. You don’t! I understand you don’t have anything you're good at and shit. But you have to understand that I actually have goals in life okay? You have to understand that my fucking life won’t revolve around you and how you feel when I do something. It won’t and never will. You and I are together because I feel like having you around. Because you know what, volleyball is the only thing that distracts me from leaving. Volleyball is the only thing I can do to escape you!” He screamed.

It takes a few seconds for the weight of his words to sink into your skin. But here’s the thing. You knew what you were up against when you started dating him. He just lit a fuse in you. A spark that made an explosion of feelings hit you. When it did you couldn’t control your words. “After all that practice I wondered why you never made it to nationals. I mean seriously. You need a distraction from me, right? Your always doing it, and get you can’t even fucking get to nationals. Not only that but I can see why your last girlfriend left you. You're a dick. You can’t remember a fucking date. A fucking date we have been planning for weeks. Oh wait, let me correct that, a date I’ve been planning for weeks. Not only that but I took my fucking time to work around your schedule. For you not to even send a message.” You spat out. You looked down at him, “I wonder sometimes if everyone was right. You and me. Never belonged. I’m just a distraction from such a ‘handsome’ and ‘kind’ person.”

He looked hurt at first, but then again he started it and intended to finish it. “I can see why your whole family doesn’t talk to you. You always think you're the best or something. Maybe I remembered the date. Have you ever thought of that? Maybe I didn’t wanna hangout with you. Maybe I didn’t want to hear you nagging me every fucking second. You know what? I can see why people fucking hate you. Bully you and shit. Your such a fucking selfish freak.”

“What..?” You looked at him. You told him you were bullied, because you thought of him as your safe space. You thought of him as the only person who understood you. You felt safe when he was around you. You felt understood. To use that against you. To say you deserved it. To say you deserved to get hurt. To get shamed. To get everything that happened to you… it was your fault?

“What are you too dumb to understand?” He laughed at you. Hatred and venom spilling from his lips. “Awe.. look at the baby. You should be grateful I didn't break up with you. You should be thankful because I’m the only reason you're even someone.”

Tears filled your eyes. “God fucking damn it.” You muttered softly. You weren’t going to allow him to take you down. You were stronger then he would ever understand. “You really think anyone wants to hang out with you..? Do you fucking think anyone find you a good person..? Your just a fucking pretty face, okay? Your nothing compared to anyone else on your team. You might not realize it but to be honest sometimes I do want to be set free. Set free from this shitty relationship okay? That’s the truth. Sometimes I get sick of having to take care of you. When your fucking sore before you over works your self again. I am the only one trying to keep you okay. I’m the only one who actually thinks about the long run. No matter how hard you practice in the end you won’t even be able to walk. Let alone play volleyball and shit. You know what sometimes I get sick of being the only fucking one trying to keep us together.”

“Then maybe you should give up okay. Maybe we should finally go our separate ways. I mean after all, you're too easy.” He was hurt. He just blurted out whatever he thought would hurt you the most. Which fucking worked. Before you had said anything more he had left the room, leaving you stunned.

It took a moment but before you knew it you were out of the house, crying and walking the farthest away from your shared house as you could. “Fuck..” you whisper. Did he really not want to be with you..? You should have known. This relationship wasn’t a relationship. You barely talked. You felt alone. So fucking alone.

It took an hour for him to fully cool down. When he walked out of the room he was expecting you to be waiting for him. He was expecting everything to be okay. When he was met with the emptiness. The emptiness of you being actually gone. He was met with the realization that his words were taken just how he thought he wanted them to be.

You on the other hand we’re at the park blasting music in your ears. Forcing the thoughts to be pushed deep down. Forcing you to forget everything. Everything that hurts you. Maybe it would be best if you guys did go your separate ways..? You knew this wasn’t good for your mental health. But fuck that. This was the only thing that made you feel grounded. Made you feel okay. When he wasn’t with you or practicing he was out with friends, drinking and partying. You couldn’t continue to live like this. So maybe it would be best to let go. To give up on everything and everything you loved… your everything was him. You always argued and at this point you felt sick. Thinking about it just broke you. You had no more tears to cry, with your tear stained cheeks you decided to go back. To your home. It was over. Everything you had built up was coming crashing down.

On his side he was freaking out. He knew he was in the wrong. He knew there was no excuse for what he did to you, but what could he say? You were gone already. It took a bit for him to get to the nerve to call you. To his surprise he heard the sound of your ringing phone. So you left it. Maybe you were going to come back. Maybe you will and then everything will be okay again. Maybe everything would be perfect. It was a small chance but that's all he could hold on to.

When you walked in it was quiet, but there were soft whimpers and cries coming from your shared room. Gently you knocked on the door and waited for a response. You were surprised when you immediately heard a stumble and then were met with a hug. Your shoulder almost immediately feels wet to the touch. “Ba.. Oikawa..?” You muttered.

“Please don’t call me that.. please..” He muttered softly. His face buried deep into your clothes.

You kinda ignored his response. “I came back to get my stuff. I took into consideration what you said and I realized that you don’t deserve to be distracted by me all the time..” You whispered softly. “So like you said earlier.. I think it is best if we stop seeing each other.. entirely because I don’t know if I could let you go otherwise..”

His arms tightened around you, “C..can we please talk about it first.. please..” his nightmare was coming true, and maybe it was dumb but he didn’t realize how much he needed you.

“There’s nothing to talk about.. I don’t understand why you want to make it harder on me. I gave you what you wanted okay..? You can practice your heart out and hangout with your friends and stuff okay? You can finally find someone who will fit all your needs. You and I both know that I will never be what you want. So maybe it would be best if we just let go..”

“No… please no.. that’s not what I want.. I want to make it up to you and be there for you and I want to make you happy and I want everything to be perfect. I know I messed up okay? I don’t deserve you and I don’t know what came over me today because you're everything I’ve ever wanted. I know I don’t deserve it and there’s no excuse for what I said or did… I know I should let you find someone better but I love you. I love you so fucking much. I know I’ve been lacking and I want to make up for it. I want to be someone you want to be around again.. I love you so fucking much okay? I should have been there. I shouldn’t have said the things I did. I know I don’t deserve a second chance but please.. just one more.. I promise I’ll make it up to you.” He didn’t want to let go of everything.

“I’m sorry too.. you didn’t deserve it. I’m sorry for everything and that’s why I want to let you go. To find someone who will not hurt you like I hurt you.. You and I both know that I can't resist it. I don’t know why you do this to me.. pull me back.. you have one more chance… Please don’t make me regret it. I really love you but this.. this isn’t going to work if we do what we are doing now okay? We will just tear each other more and more apart..” you whispered gently, kissing his head. Your arms finally meet his back as you hold him. “I’m sorry.. but I’ve got you now baby. I love you so fucking much..”

Kyoutani

Kyoutani was the type of person most people would never understand. Not because they were “difficult” or anything.. they just never took the time too. Well other than you. You were different. You understood his outburst and such. But at the same time you were human. There was only so much you could take. There was only so much you would take.

When he came into the locker room you were already waiting for him. He had been thrown out of the game for fighting with a few people. You knew he was frustrated. You could hear the crowd from a mile away shouting to kick him off. It was harsh. Even for ‘mad dog’ which he hated to be called. He hated to be tied to an animal.. and always being an angry reck. Anybody would. But of course nobody understood other than you. When he sat on the bench you immediately rushed over.

“Baby.. I’m sorry.. You didn’t deserve that.. just ignore them, please. I know it’s hard but their not important okay..?” You we’re just trying to comfort him. But there were times when Kyoutani couldn’t control himself. Like any other person when they get looked down at every fucking moment of their lives. When they are ridiculed and laughed at all the time. When they are nothing more than an angry person.. Sometimes there is nothing more to do than be the person everyone so desperately makes you out to be.

“Not important? Not important! I just got fucking kicked from the game because of them chanting to kick me. They didn’t even fucking have the decency to call me by my name. So don’t tell me it’s okay and that their opinion on me doesn’t matter. Because quite frankly their opinion is the only one that matters it seems.” He lashed out.

“I didn’t mean to upset you. It’s just that.. it wasn’t entirely their fault. You were arguing with the other team members.” You muttered. It wasn’t meant to do any harm, just for him to keep in mind.

“Are you serious right now.? Nobody else got kicked. Nobody. If they can’t handle a little trash talking, maybe they shouldn’t play a sport. I mean seriously there’s no need for them to tell the referees to kick me.” He started raising his voice when he spoke.

“I know it’s just that.. maybe you should try and not trash talk you know?” You whispered softly, retreating a bit.

“What?” He looked annoyed. “God ducking damn it. How can you be so cute but so fucking annoying. I mean seriously how can someone with such a face be so fucking dumb and so annoying?” His hands were balled into fist

“I..I don’t understand, can you tell me why you act so sweet..? Then so cold the next moment..? You don’t mean it right..? Please say you don’t mean it.” You were worried you loved him but god it was hard. It was hard to respond when your friends asked about your relationship. It was hard when they flaunted their perfect relationship and then asked about yours. Its was so fucking hard.

“Do you think I would say it otherwise..?” He looked at you. He laughed at you as he saw your pitiful expression. God it was almost sickening how much he saw that expression. That expression that nobody else had ever shown him. The one of worry but at the same time already knowing it was coming. He loved it. He loved everything about you. But most of the time you pissed him off. This relationship wasn’t healthy. But for god sake you already started counseling. But fuck this was a bad idea.

Silence. Nothing could come out. You wanted to scream. You wanted to forget this. You wanted it to stop. Everything to stop.

“Answer me.” He punched the wall next to you. Fear spreading all over your face. Fuck. Fuck. Not here. Please no. He gripped your warm face making it so cold in seconds. Forcing you to look at him he laughed at your crying face. But when you didn’t stop for a minute he immediately backed away. He fucked up. He knew he fucked up. “Wait I’m sorry baby..” he muttered.

“Please stop. Please. I won’t do it again.” Flashbacks we’re pulling you way too far out. You were drowning. No one was around to save you. He was laughing as you begged to be saved, pushing you deeper into your own pool of your own thoughts. You were so cold. The next second you were able to move back to the surface.

Realization hit as he stepped back. “I..I am sorry..” he muttered softly as he left the room without another word leaving his mouth. Words were banging on his lips but he knew if he spilled them out everything out it would just hurt you ten times more.

You got up five minutes later, finally pulled back to reality and decided to get up. Grabbing your stuff you walked back into the stadium. Waving a small wave to the rest of his team before exiting. Confusion was read all over as they saw your tear stained face. To be honest, all that was running through your mind was that you didn’t want Kyoutani to break up with you. You didn’t want to be alone, again. You didn’t want to be just another one of his ex’s. So for the better of both of you it would be best to leave him be. To let him cool off.. for him to feel better.

He was freaking out. He fucked up. You. You were his everything, not only that but you were more than just that. You were like a fucking rainbow at the end of a rainy day. You were his partner in crime. You made him feel normal, you made him feel safe, and loved. He couldn’t believe he just put that all in danger. He just put everything on the line because of some stupid game. He hit the wall hard, “fuck me. I’m sorry y/n..” he muttered as he sank to the floor and balled up. Tears burning through his eyes. He did the one thing he promised you that he would protect you from. You became the one thing he was always scared of becoming. He loved you so much, he love you so fucking much.

You left and got into your car. Sinking into your seat you locked the doors, and hit the steering wheel. Taking a deep breath salty tears rolled down your already stained face. Placing the key in and turning it the car started. Next thing you knew you had left wherever you could go. You loved him. So fucking much. But it was hard to be okay when he acted so fucking rough with you. It was hard to stay calm and not imagine your past relationship in this one. You tried. You really did but god it was hard to feel okay, feel okay about everything happening around you. It was too much. So fucking much. It made your head hurt.

When the game ended Kyoutani was still freaking out, now moved back into the lockers. He didn’t know what he was expecting but he knew he hoped you would still be there. God damn it. He fucked up. You had left. You were gone. Tears brimming his eyes as he teammates walked in. Now mentioning it to his teammates their faces seemed to change. More salty fucking tears left his eyes, as he heard about what type of pain you looked like you were in.

You headed back to your shared place. Unsure where else to go. You weren’t close with your family anymore. You had no friends. You had no work buddies. You had nobody but Kyoutani and in turn, now you were left alone with the thought of everything being gone. Ripped right out of your hands as you're forced to watch your whole world come crumbling down on you. You placed your stuff down on the side and laid on the bed. It smelled just like safety. Just like Kyoutani. You just wanted to be held. You just wanted everything to be perfect, again. To be okay at least. You needed him more than anything.

After a night out he finally made it back to your shared place. He didn’t want to be back without you, but you weren’t answering and he didn’t know what else to do. When he walked into the apartment he slowly walked into your shared room. There he saw you. Laying in bed cuddled up in the blankets. Slowly and carefully he walked up. Not wanting to cause you any more hurt. He missed you. Even for a few hours he had felt like he hadn’t seen you in years. But maybe that was because he thought that’s what might have happened. Maybe he thought you had left for good. Maybe he thought he would never have the chance to apologize. Never have the chance to hold you again. When he reached the bed he noticed that you were awake. “Hey y/n..” he muttered softly. The silence was killing him. “I’m so sorry. I know I fucked up. I promised to make you feel safe and protected around me. I made a promise to keep you safe and protected. I broke both of those. I fucked up. I know I did. I lashed out again. I did exactly what everyone says I do. I just get so fucking heated for no reason and I know I shouldn’t and I know I should just relax. But I feel like if I do the worlds would burn though my throat and then it would just explode.. and I know it’s stupid and I know I end up hurting you more. I know that there is no good reason to do that. But I just.. I don’t know. You're the only one that makes me feel normal okay..? I know it’s not fair. I know it’s not. You just make me feel like whenever I’m with you that I’m floating. I just want everything to be okay again. I want everything to be back to normal. I know I should give you space but I missed you so much. I don’t want you to leave, please don’t leave..” he was crying again. He barely had any tears left to cry. He wanted to hold you but he knew it was a stupid idea. “I’m sorry for being so selfish.. but please..”

You never really heard him or saw him crack. But fuck. It hurts you so much. To see him beg for you to stay with him. What were you supposed to do..? Leave him now? That was never even the plan. You didn’t have a plan to be honest. You sat up biting your lip before you gently held him. “Hey baby it will be okay.. calm down I’ve got you.. I’m not going anywhere now. I promise you I’m not going anywhere.” You muttered softly. He melted into your touch. He knew he didn’t deserve it but he felt like he couldn’t breathe. “Shush… I’ve got you.. take a deep breath..” you mumbled softly kissing his head as he took deep breaths. Soon enough he was relaxed in your arms again. “You know and I know that I love you so much. But there’s a line between where I can take it and I can’t. I understand you get frustrated but I don’t deserve to be treated like that. I don’t deserve to be scared of being hit.. and I know we both know that. I try to be understanding but you need to try to be too okay..? I love you so much.. more than you might believe but Kyoutani I can’t handle being in a relationship with you if you're constantly annoyed or angry with me. I think we deserve to be happy.. and if that means needing to take a break then we would have to okay? You need to work on communicating. I know it can be hard.. but please..” you whispered. Tears flowing down your soft skin again. It was getting a lot. So it would be best if you told him… you needed him to understand.

He gently shook his head. He understood. He knew he was in the wrong. He knew he was lucky for you to be holding him.. for him to even still be in a relationship with you let alone it be still a romantic one. He loved you and he knew you didn’t deserve anything that he put you through. In the end all that mattered was you in his eyes. He was going to change.. he was. “I promise.. thank you y/n..” he whispered softly. Gently he wrapped his arms around you. “I love you so much..” he muttered. Everything would be okay.. he knew it was going to be now. All that mattered was that you were safe. That you were happy.. that you were in his arms again.

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haikyuuwaifu · 3 years ago

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Ch.7

Genre: Humor

Warnings: Swearing

MASTERLIST

FIRST DAY JITTERS

-Kyoutani is nothing but a worry wort. That’s it. This campus is bigger than Y/N’s old campus, but she’s not worried about it. She’s taken some walks around the area to familiarize herself with everything over the last few weeks. Kunimi was on his way to class when he caught Osamu being a coward.

-Kuroo hates the first day of classes. The cafe gets swamped, and freshmen newbies flock like crows at the sight of him. The tips are amazing, but sometimes they’re not worth all the drama. Iwaizumi has the same issue at the University gym. There’s now a betting pool over how long members are going to stick around. On days that Kuroo is swamped with work, he always forgets his lunch so Iwaizumi makes sure he drops it off or has someone do it for him. Atsumu has already informed Y/N of how busy the first day can be, and she’s listened to the horror stories from all their common friends.

-When her grandparents passed on, they left everything to Y/N. It’s a sore spot for the rest of the family, but we’ll get to that another time. Makki has NO PLANS to say anything to Issei lmao. Iwaizumi was surprised by Y/N’s kindness, because they’ve never actually met before. Y/N however, didn’t think too much of it. They’re associated via mutuals, and she’s listened to Bokuto and even Kuroo explain how quickly school books get snatched off the shelves. She was there, and she figured grabbing the last copy would be better than the alternative. (Waiting weeks for another one)

-Issei and Makki said nothing to each other. Just stared out the window akwardly, as Y/N and Kuroo cackled against each other. Makki’s post is the catalyst that led to Atsumu FINALLY making a move on Sakusa. Iwa and Y/N are now following each other! It’s big for Iwaizumi, and he’s caught himself snickering at some of the twts she’s posted of the photo’s she’s tagged her friends, and even Kuroo in.\

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a/n: There are no taglists

#merry go round of life #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu smau #smau #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x female reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #Kuroo Tetsurō #kuroo imagine #iwaizumi x reader #Iwaizumi Hajime #iwazumi hajime #iwazumi x reader #iwazumi imagines

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sunatooru · 3 years ago

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Emergency Requests Masterlist

Please note that many of these may be triggering and all have warnings

For when you’re feeling insecure about your weight/look

Comforting you when you're insecure about your weight/height - Tendou

Insecure about your 'middle' sized body hc - Tanaka, Lev and Kyoutani

Breaking out because of hormones (trans man reader) - Sugawara and Kenma

Insecure about being hairy - Tsukishima and Oikawa

Comforting you when you feel like everyone around you looks better - Asahi, Iwaizumi, Bokuto and Aran

Insecure about being chubby (male reader) - Bokuto, Sugawara and Kuroo

Comforting you after feeling insecure about clothes not fitting you - Suna

For when you don’t feel like enough

Atsumu comforting you when you don't feel enough

When you feel useless hc (male reader) - Yamaguchi

Feeling like you're nothing in life - Yamamoto, Nishinoya and Yaku

When you have a gaslighting mother - Ushijima

When you feel like a second choice by others hc - Nishinoya, Bokuto and Sugawara

Comforting you when you don't speaking out thinking you'll be a burden - Yaku and Kuroo

For when you come out/pronouns

Coming out as bisexual - Sugawara, Bokuto and Atsumu

Telling them your pronouns hc - Atsumu, Tanaka and Kenma

Telling him you're agender hc - Sugawara

Comforting you after you family being homophobic about bisexuality - Oikawa, Tendou, Yachi and Alisa

Standing up to your transphobic manager for you - Sugawara, Yamaguchi and Kenma

For when you feel overwhelmed/anxious/depressive

Seeing you stressed and ticks hc - Atsumu, Akaashi and Iwaizumi

Comforting you when anxious hc - Suna

General comforting - Oikawa

Comforting s/o with insomnia and severe depression - Any boy

Panicking/anxiety attack comfort hc - Atsumu, Matsukawa and Yaku

Comforting s/o with intense anger issues hc - Kenma, Bokuto and Hinata

Being overwhelmed with first year of uni - Bokuto

Feeling burntout at school - Akaashi

Having a panic attack and feeling drained hc - Kuroo, Atsumu and Bokuto

Neglecting yourself from being overwhelmed hc - Kuroo

Struggling with college - Bokuto and Atsumu

The boys telling you it's gonna be okay

Comforting you after having a panic attack after a friend argument hc - Matsukawa, Bokuto, Iwaizumi and Kuroo

Not taking care of yourself from depression - Kenma and Akaashi

Comforting you after a stomach ache from anxiety - Suna and Kenma

Feeling guilty about your anxiety - Suna and Kumuni

Getting overwhelmed at a party hc - Suna and Kuroo

Helping you when you get depressed - Kuroo, Bokuto, Akaashi and Atsumu

When you're an insomniac - Kenma

Feeling nauseous from anxiety - Kenma

Comforting you when you start drifting away and feel like a burden - Asahi and Kageyama

When you're use to feeling 'empty' due to depression - Any boy

Being with you to present, when your class gives you anxiety and hate - Kenma

When you more anxious than usual - Any boy

For when you hurt yourself/scars (tw selfharm!)

Comforting you about your scars - Daichi

Struggling with selfharm/scars and depression - Ushijima, Bokuto and Kuroo

Comforting you when you relapse/selfharm - Tsukishima

When you relapse and keep track - Kita

Comforting you after you self harm and feel like you've had enough hc - Tsukishima

You relapse after feeling stressed hc - Oikawa, Tendou and Nishinoya

Comforting you after you tell him you self harm - Tendou

For when you feel like leaving (tw suicide!)

Comforting you when you feel suicidal - Any boy

Feeling suicidal hc - Kageyama, Kenma, Tanaka and Atsumu

Feeling suicidal and low moods - Kenma

For when you struggle with ed (tw eating disoders!)

Comforting you for feeling guilty about binge eating - Sugawara and Lev

Osamu accommodating your ed related meals

Comforting you after a mood change due to ed - Tsukishima and Yamaguchi

Feeling guilty about binge eating - Bokuto

Comforting you after being threatened to be put in a clinic for your ed - Suna

Comforting you when you refuse to eat due to starvation bulimia hc - Nishinoya, Sugawara and Hinata

For when you need comfort after a loss

Comforting you after your dog dies hc - Akaashi, Kuroo and Bokuto

Comforting you after your sibling dies hc - Nishinoya, Bokuto, Kenma and Ushijima

Comforting you after your pet dies hc - Daichi

Comforting you when your grandma dies hc - Tendou, Terushima and Nishinoya

For when it’s your birthday!!

Spending your birthday with Akaashi hc

Spending your birthday with Tsukishima hc

Spending your birthday with Bokuto hc

For anything else

When you have painful boobs hc - Bokuto, Kuroo and Akaashi

seeking shelter with Oikawa and Iwaizumi

When your toxic ex approaches you hc - Hirugamu, Kita, Yaku and Komori

Dealing with a specific ability hc - Kageyama. Bokuto and Atsumi

Accidentality reverting to your old self and feeling bad - Aone, Bokuto and Oikawa

You get sick after not telling them - Tendou and Tsukishima

Taking care of you when you're in hospital - Suna, Kuroo, Iwaizumi and Bokuto

Taking care of you after you catch a stomach bug - Any boy

#emergency requests masterlist #tw binge eating #tw body image #tw depressing thoughts #tw ed related #tw self harm #tw suicide #tw death #tw depression #tw dark thoughts #tw ed

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yaku-soba · 3 years ago

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tags/warnings: set in the second and third year of high school, getting together <3

word count: 1.36k

a/n: a repost frm my old blog; i’m sorry i disappeared again but i had family issues to sort through :”) hopefully i’m back for good now

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Most people tend to look at Kentarou and stop there.

It’s hard to explain, but he doesn’t think they see him, not really. They see his scowl, the angry pull of his brows, and immediately give him a wide berth.

In high school, Kentarou spikes a ball into the court. It flattens, ricochets to thud against the walls of the gym.

No one sees it.

The volleyball guys in Seijoh see his dyed hair, the way he barks his words. They see bared teeth and say - look, there’s a mad dog.

Kentarou walks out.

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He meets you in the spring of his second year. Seijoh has lost to Karasuno, and Kentarou’s just lost whatever he’d thought he could have had.

(He’d tasted it. In those precious last minutes on the court, when he’d managed to bump the ball with the inside of his wrist in a miraculous save, he’d felt for a moment like he was part of a team. When he’d hit spike after spike, serve after serve, when Oikawa had set to him-

-He’d felt like they’d finally seen him.)

You bump into him in the hallway a few days after Spring High. When he looks down, a biting remark on his tongue, he’s greeted to the sight of you sprawled on the ground, clutching your head. Your papers flutter in the breeze, all butterfly wings, before settling messily on the floor.

You let out a groan when you realize that the papers that had once been in your hands are now scattered over the ground, moving to pick them up.

And Kentarou just - he just watches. He’s thrown off-centre - there’s been neither half-muttered snark nor apology. He’s not exactly proud of it, but he’s used to students muttering out a rushed apology without meeting his eyes, before running off with their things hastily gathered up.

“Aren’t you going to help?” Your voice pulls him back to Seijoh, to a hallway identical to countless others on the compound. (But something has changed, something has shifted the world on its axis, just barely.)

You’re looking at him somewhat accusingly. “You weren’t looking where you were going, either,” you say when he doesn’t reply.

“What?” He’s aware he’s probably scowling. There’s a small pang of regret at that realization.

But you take no notice, already busying yourself with arranging the papers in some unknown order. “Come on, I’ve still got to hand in this lab report, you know.”

Dumbfounded, Kentarou squats, obediently picking up the pages of your lab report before he notices what he’s doing.

(He sneaks a glance at your name and class. You’re a second-year too - from the class that’s right next to the stairs. He’s never seen you before.)

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After that spring afternoon, he sees you around more. Perhaps you had always been there, on the periphery.

You’re hardly ever alone, always with some classmate or other.

He almost goes up to you - he doesn’t know exactly it is that he wants to say, only that he wants you to look at him.

(You do. You sneak glances at him out of the corner of your eye, as he brushes through the lunch crowd in the canteen to set his tray down angrily opposite Yahaba. You linger outside Seijoh’s gym, busying yourself with tying your laces, right outside of the open door to the gym.)

Third-year goes better. He ends up in your class, and as your seat-mate, no less.

Kentarou tries not to scowl as much.

He’s elated when he realizes you don’t care - you just laugh, pinching his cheeks teasingly in the way he despises but can’t quite come to resent.

(He likes the way you ruffle his dyed hair without hesitation. He likes the way you roll your eyes at his biting remarks.

Kentarou likes the way you look at him. He feels seen.)

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Kentarou falls in love without really being aware of it.

By the time he does, it’s too late. He’s hooked on the pitch of your laugh and the dizzying curve of your lips in a teasing smirk.

This is okay, he thinks. Kentarou’s never had something like this - all he’s ever had is volleyball and a hunger he can never really satiate. He thinks it’s enough that he gets to feel something like this, even if Yahaba won’t stop teasing him.

(He can’t quite keep himself from smiling a little more around you. You speak and he’ll lean in before he catches himself. He’s never been good with words and he doesn’t remember half the things you say - only that you wave your hands around animatedly as you talk, only the way your voice rises and ebbs with the story like a tide.)

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“He clearly likes you back,” your friend whispers excitedly once Kyoutani has passed the both of you, waving at you casually before he turns to scowl at something Yahaba had said. “I don’t know why you’re holding yourself back.”

(You wish he’d follow up his muttered thank you with a kiss on the cheek whenever you hand him a bottle as you pop into the gym, just to see how he’s doing now that he’s back to training with the team. You want him to rest his hands on your hips and kiss you senseless against the door to your classroom, you want to tug on his tie and pretend you care about the fact that you’re supposed to be on cleanup duty.)

Sighing, you pick at your bento disinterestedly, “We’re graduating soon,” you reply tiredly, “and he’s probably going to go into professional volleyball.” Despite everything, you crack a small smile at that.

“He loves volleyball. It’d be cruel to keep him from that.” You close the lid of your half-eaten bento. Your friend frowns but doesn’t argue.

(You love Kyoutani.

He loves volleyball, and that’s okay. You’ve made your peace with it.

Still, you’re not strong enough to keep yourself from the small, selfish things. You call out to him from behind the door to the gym and lean into him as you laugh, and let yourself pretend that it’s fondness you see in his eyes.)

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It’s graduation by the time Kentarou realizes that you like him back, and it’s almost too late.

You’re standing before him, eyes downcast and cheeks the same shade of red as his palm after spiking drills, and you’re asking for the second button on his gakuran. The one closest to his heart, the one he hadn’t given to the girl who had asked him for it even before you had.

(He sees the way your lashes stutter when he leans in. He remembers with sudden, newfound clarity, the way he sometimes catches you looking at him, all soft and shit.

Oh.)

Kentarou fumbles with his gakuran for a moment before he just rips the button out.

“Here,” he says hoarsely, thrusting it out at you like he isn’t handing you his heart, “I was going to give it to you, anyway.”

He wasn’t. But that was before he’d realized exactly how blind he’s been, and he figures the details don’t really matter, not now.

Kentarou’s lost all his chances without ever really trying, but you’re handing him a new one, and he’ll take it because all he’s ever had is volleyball and a hunger that had never quietened till he’d heard your voice.

You smile, and he wonders how he’d ever thought it would be okay to leave without telling you.

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“Are you going away?” You ask as he walks you home that evening, after a dinner that you’re going to call a date, even if it’s only in your head. “For volleyball?”

His steps stutter. “Yeah,” he says after a pause, sounding strangled. “I’ll have to call my parents weekly, though.”

I can call you, he says with every brush of his knuckles against yours, I want to, if you want it too.

“Guess I’ll have to sign up for international calls service, then,” you say lightly. I want it, I want this, I want you.

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#haikyuu x reader #kyoutani kentarou x reader #haikyuucreations #haikyuu!!#kyoutani kentarou #kyouka writes

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ao3feed-iwaoi · 2 years ago

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Not Allowed

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2kvtX7P

by A_rando2274

If you ever asked miya atsumu to tell you what it’s like to be him story, He would start at age 8, That’s when things started changing. He remembered everyone always praising osamu as he started showing signs of being an alpha, but atsumu never really minded. He didn’t show any signs so everyone just assumed he’d present as an beta, he didn’t mind in fact he was pretty happy with that outcome it was safer that way, in volleyball and life.

But if there was one thing he’d have to complain about, it would be sakusa kiyoomi. He was my brothers close friend, they met in grade school and have been close ever since. When atsumu met sakusa it was in 4th grade it was the first time either of the twins had anyone over. Sakusa and atsumu hadn’t met before because he and samu were put in different classes, and when he met him it was so clear to him sakusa kiyoomi was the only person for him.

Words: 6238, Chapters: 5/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi

Characters: Miya Atsumu, Miya Osamu, Miya Atsumu and Miya Osamu's Mother, Sakusa Kiyoomi, Sakusa Kiyoomi's Mother, Suna Rintarou, Suna Rintarou's Sister, Bokuto Koutarou, Bokuto Koutarou's Father, Akaashi Keiji, Akaashi Keiji's Family, Kozume Kenma, Kozume Kenma's Parents, Kuroo Tetsurou, Kuroo Tetsurou's Father, Sugawara Koushi, Sawamura Daichi, Yahaba Shigeru, Kyoutani Kentarou, Omega Squad

Relationships: Miya Atsumu/Sakusa Kiyoomi, Miya Osamu/Suna Rintarou, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru

Additional Tags: Side Ships, Eating Disorders, Arranged Marriage, Underage Drinking, Implied/Referenced Underage Sex, Implied/Referenced Sexual Harassment, Sexual Harassment, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Nude Photos, non consentual nude leaking, Protective Miya Osamu, Family Issues, Boundaries Issues, Omega Oikawa Tooru, Omega Sugawara Koushi, Omega Miya Atsumu, Omega Akaashi Keiji, Omega Kozume Kenma, Omega Suna Rintarou, its secret(not really), Rumors, harmful rumors, Alternate Universe - High School

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2kvtX7P

#iwaoi #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #ao3feed-iwaoi #haikyuu!!

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ezzydean · 4 years ago

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Fluff; 59 or 61 for noyawata and/or 19 or 41 for kyouwata

So this is NoyaWata and KyouWata and Noya & Kyoutani

(click here to read on my blog and not the dash)

Yuu kicks at the floor with a pout. The solid thud of his foot hitting the floor only makes him feel the slightest bit better. Just a teeny bit. Not enough to make the gnawing — pain? frustration? sadness? — feelings in his gut stop completely but at least enough that he doesn’t feel like his insides are going fall out any time soon. Which is at least better than ten minutes ago when he was pretty sure he was going to have to figure out how to put his ribs back together after the gnawing emotions ate them away like acid. He kicks the floor again, a little harder than last time.

He can see Kyoutani looking at him from the corner of his eye. But Kyoutani doesn’t say anything and Yuu really doesn’t feel like explaining himself just yet. So he just keeps kicking at the floor, foot thudding solidly against it, and Kyoutani keeps reading the book he has open in his lap.

The first time he had stumbled out of Watari’s bedroom and spotted Kyoutani on the couch with a huge book in his lap had been weird. Seeing Kyoutani, who he was used to seeing wild eyed on the court, sprawled comfortably on the couch with a book was weird. Looking closer and seeing that the book was some kind of history book had been even weirder. Listening to Kyoutani laugh at him as he threw a shirt at Yuu’s face had been beyond weird. Not that any of those things were necessarily out of character for Kyoutani. It was just that Kyoutani off court was an unknown variable.

Especially since Yuu had just slept with Kyoutani’s roommate. Boyfriend. Partner? At that point he hadn’t been entirely sure what Kyoutani and Shinji’s relationship was.

Some days he feels like he still doesn’t entirely understand their relationship. He’s dating Shinji. He knows that much. He’s dating Shinji and kind of pretty much in really deep. Like he doesn’t wanna say love. But. Yeah. He even met Shinji’s family a few days ago.

He kicks the floor again and this time he hears Kyoutani shut his book right after.

“Spill,” Kyoutani says. It’s not kind or gentle. But it’s not all that mean either.

He doesn’t know if that’s better or worse.

“I’m pretty sure his mom hates me.” He wasn’t planning on telling Kyoutani. It just slipped out and he can feel Kyoutani’s gaze on him and he really wants to meet his eyes, to stare back and him and dare him to say something. But he just can’t.

Kyoutani scoffs. “That’s it?”

Yuu whips his head up and glares. “What do you mean ‘that’s it’? That’s kind of a big thing.”

“I’m pretty sure Watari’s mom hates everyone. If I remember right not even Iwaizumi could get her to like him. And Iwaizumi can get practically any adult to like him. He’s polite and shit. I dunno.” Kyoutani waves his hand dismissively. “So is that it? That’s why you’re all” —he gestures at Yuu with a frown on his face— “mopey and shit?”

Yuu blinks at him as he processes what Kyoutani said. If it’s true that Shinji’s mom doesn’t really like anyone then maybe meeting his family hadn’t gone as bad as he feared. Huh.

He kicks the floor one more time before he hops to his feet with a grin.

“Yeah. I guess so. Thanks Kyoutani!”

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Kentarou folds himself down to sit on the ground as the dog leaps around him playfully. It’s not his dog. Which sucks because he’d love to have a dog but his and Watari’s apartment won’t allow pets. Maybe in a few years they can find a bigger place that lets them have pets. Or find their own place. With three of them the cost shouldn’t be too bad.

Yes he knows there will be three of them. Nishinoya has become a pretty regular fixture in their apartment and, honestly, he’s just waiting for Watari to come to him with that look in his eyes that means he wants to ask something that he’s not sure Kentarou will agree with but he’s going to ask anyway. Really he doesn’t mind Nishinoya that much. He’s a little more spirited than Kentarou normally prefers to deal with. But he makes Watari happy so Kentarou can deal with it.

He can deal with a lot so long as Watari is happy.

The dog leaps into his lap, licking at his face eagerly for a moment, before rushing off when it’s owner whistles. A few moments later Watari sprawls across his lap with a grin.

“Not to too my own horn or anything,” Watari says, “but the dog loves me more.”

“Most everyone and everything does,” Kentarou growls out.

He’s not sure why he’s suddenly so irritated. It’s been a good day. Sunny and warm. He and Watari had gotten some ice cream and then wandered through the park until the spotted the dog running around and had asked if they could play with it for a bit. Now he has Watari sprawled in his lap all warm and happy and something in his gut is twisting like a pretzel.

“Kentarou?”

“Just, ugh. Never mind.”

He tries to gently push Watari off his lap but he refuses to move.

“Nuh, uh. Talk.”

“Don’t want to.”

Watari gives him a look and for a moment he thinks that he’ll give up. But something he sees seems to steel his resolve because he shakes his head and crosses his arms.

“Too bad. Talk.”

“I don’t know,” he bites out. “I just. I. Ugh.” He drops his head back to look up at the clouds drifting through the sky. “Are you happy?”

“Right this moment not so much,” Watari answers instantly. “But in the grand scheme of things. Yes.” Watari taps Kentarou’s throat gently. “Are you?”

“Is Nishinoya happy?”

Watari laughs at that. “Nishinoya is generally always happy. Nice attempt at diversion by the way. Please answer my question.”

“I think I am. You gonna ask him to move in with us soon?”

Watari wasn’t moving much but now he goes so still that Kentarou actually looks away from the sky to make sure he’s okay. There’s a surprised look in his eyes and his cheeks are flushing ever so slightly. He opens his mouth and then closes it without saying anything, suddenly avoiding Kentarou’s eyes.

Did he? Had he really not thought about it? Kentarou snickers but even that doesn’t get Watari to look at him. He lets the idea sink into Watari’s mind. Watches as he thinks it over, turning it this way and that. It takes a little while but that’s okay. The day is still sunny and warm and comfortable. He still feels like his gut is trying to turn into a pretzel but it’s not a pressing matter just yet.

“Huh. I think I might really, really like Nishinoya.”

Kentarou snorts. “Well you did introduce him to your family. And he’s practically living with us. I kind of figured that part out already.”

“You’re such a jerk,” Watari says. But he suddenly leans up and kisses Kentarou’s forehead before he scrambles off his lap. “But that’s part of why I love you.”

“Mhmm,” Kentarou hums and lets Watari pull him to his feet. “So what makes you love Nishinoya?”

He doesn’t love Nishinoya. He likes him well enough and Nishinoya seems to be able to deal with him and, really, as long as Watari is happy that’s all he needs.

But that doesn’t mean he’s not interested in what, exactly, Watari sees in him.

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Shinji can’t keep the smile off of his face when he hears Kentarou grunt softly. Most likely from Yuu flopping onto him like he’s a piece of furniture. There’s no grumbling or rustling or thumping noises so the effort of making Yuu move must be more than Kentarou is willing to expend right now. Shinji can’t blame him. They had finally dragged the last boxes of their things into the house that afternoon and if he wasn’t so determined to get the kitchen set up before he crashed he would be right there with them.

He gets the dishes put away, glad that Kentarou had already picked cabinets for the spices and pans and got them sorted out, and looks out the kitchen window with a smile.

The smile on his face only grows when he steps into the bedroom closest to the kitchen and sees Kentarou on the floor with Yuu sprawled on him. They’re both breathing deeply but he knows they’re not asleep. They’re just exhausted and content and seeing both objects of his affection right there in front of him makes his heart hurt. In the best of ways.

“So spoiled,” he mutters, slipping his phone out of his pocket for a picture. The shutter sound makes Kentarou’s eyes twitch but he doesn’t open them.

“I heard that,” Kentarou grumbles.

“You were supposed to,” Shinji replies. “It’s motivation. Because every minute that you’re here and not helping me unpack our bedroom is another picture. That I have no issues sending to Iwaizumi. And Oikawa. And Tsukishima.” Each name makes Kentarou’s face twitch. Shinji grins. “And Yahaba.”

That name makes Kentarou’s eyes snap open as he growls out, “You wouldn’t.”

“Oh I would. Yahaba loves pictures of you in, and I quote, your natural habitat. If you didn’t so clearly love me and he didn’t so clearly have his thing going with that swimmer I would be worried he’s going to steal you away from me.”

Yuu huffs at that and turns his head, peering at Shinji through his bangs. “Nope,” Yuu says sleepily. “You’re ours Shinji.”

Kentarou’s glare turns into a soft look at he glances down at Yuu and then over to Shinji.

“Tiny’s got a point,” Kentarou says.

Yuu tenses and smacks at Kentarou’s face as best as he can, suddenly not so sleepy. Kentarou just laughs and rolls over, taking Yuu with him. Yuu groans under Kentarou’s weight and valiantly tries to wriggle himself free. Shinji takes another picture.

Two minutes later he sighs as his two boyfriends roll around on the floor. He’s not sure if they’re wrestling, actually trying to one up each other, or literally just rolling around on the floor because they can.

“Bedroom,” Shinji calls out, phone in front of his face. “Or photo evidence turns into video evidence.”

Kentarou freezes for just long enough for Yuu to slide out from under him and drop heavily onto his back. Kentarou hits the floor with a groan.

“You’re both menaces,” Kentarou growls out. “Don’t know why I put up with either of you.”

“Because,” Yuu singsongs.

Shinji laughs. “Because you love me and I love you. And I love Yuu and you are fond of him too.”

“One big happy family,” Yuu croons. Then he hops to his feet and nudges Kentarou in the side with his foot. “Go unpack your bedroom. We need Shinji happy remember.”

Kentarou grumbles but gets up as well, ruffling Yuu’s hair and pressing a kiss to Shinji’s temple as he leaves the room.

“Why, exactly, do you need Shinji happy?” he asks Yuu. Who simply smiles and starts poking through one of his boxes in the corner.

He already knows. They think they’re so sneaky. But he’s seen the pet shelter website up on Kentarou’s phone. He’s heard Yuu asking Tanaka about dog care. He already knows that they want to ask him about getting a dog.

He already knows that he’ll say yes.

#haikyuu #WataKyou #NoyaWata #nishinoya yuu #kyoutani kentarou #watari shinji #WataKyou fic #NoyaWata fic #NoyaWataKyou fic #hq writing #prompt #Nonny

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mangher-a · 4 years ago

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[text]: did you threaten my gardener? [text]: stop ignoring my messages i know you are receiving them. [text]: it's becoming very difficult for me to run my shop when you're off holding everyone i work with at gunpoint !!!

No Prompt || @tilkitsumu

. 京賢 .

His stupid phone buzzed in the middle of being busy. It was a miracle he even noticed as he was just about to cut off a tongue from one of his subordinates who had pissed him off one last time. See, he had no issue punishing those inside his group any more than he did those outside of his little family of ‘wild dogs’.

The phone buzzed again.

Snarling he stepped away from the man who was being held down by two of his former buddies. Kyoutani wiped his hand quickly on the side of his leg, not wanting to get blood, gunk, or saliva inside his pocket before he dug out the device.

- did you threaten my gardener? - stop ignoring my messages i know you’re receiving them.

Kyoutani’s grumbled something under his breath, still not blessing her with a reply. He seldomly sent anything back. Other than the occasional time, a location, or perhaps (a very rare) picture of a dog.

Grabbing a rather dull looking knife, he stepped over to the man, whose tongue still was forced to dangle outside his mouth thanks to a heavy pair of rusted old pliers clamped down on it.

“Now then. Where were we? Oh, right, right... Someone was going to be stripped off their talking privileges,” he nearly laughed, grabbing the pliers. His men holding the man’s head still. He tried pleading, he whimpered.

The knife was pressed against the side of his tongue and--

Kyoutani’s phone buzzed again.

“Motherfuck--!”

The phone was dug out once more, he was seething, glaring at the screen.

- it's becoming very difficult for me to run my shop when you're off holding everyone i work with at gunpoint !!!

[ to 🐣 ] m fuckin’ busy stop bothering me

#. 京賢 . answered #. 京賢 . toxicity #tilkitsumu

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fawnideer · 5 years ago

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Kyoutani Headcanons

Kyo is my favorite Haikyuu boy and he deserves more recognition :( so here I am @ 3am writing out all the Kyoutani headcanons I can remember lmaooo

Animals love him. Like, ALL animals: large, tiny, old, young. Kyoutani himself doesn’t know why, but he’s never really questioned it. The team finds it funny because people are so wary of Kyoutani yet animals just aren’t intimidated by him at all

A family of ducks once followed him across the street so that they could cross safely. It made the local news

He has a little sister, who’s in elementary school. She’s the polar opposite of Kyoutani- sweet, adorable, sensitive, harmless, etc., and he walks or drives her to/from school every day

Kyoutani is a surprisingly calm and quiet driver, although he does speed and it doesn’t take much for him to get road-rage

He drives his dad’s old 2003 Toyota Corolla (it’s red), and he got his license at a younger age than normal so that he could drive his sister around. He didn’t like the idea of her walking by herself to a friend’s house or to their grandparents’ house

Kyoutani’s mom passed away when he was young (around age 10). His sister was only 2, so she doesn’t remember much of their mother. But apparently, according to their dad, Kyoutani has a lot of her features

Kyoutani’s mom was black, so he’s got her curly hair and darker skin tone

Though Kyoutani won’t ever admit this, another reason why he dyed his hair was because he was tired of his dad looking at him with this odd sadness in his eyes, as if he was the embodiment of his mom

His dad has a drinking problem. It started after Kyo’s mom passed because his parents were really close and very much in love. He used to be close to his dad when he was young, but he became distant, and now he never sees him since he’s always at work

Kyoutani’s grandparents (on his mom’s side) are financially very well-off, and they help out a lot in paying for his school expenses (Aoba Johsai is a private school so it’s expensive af, but his grandparents love and support his volleyball dreams)

Kyoutani and his fam live in a small house in a run-down neighborhood. This is part of the reason why he always looks so scary, because as a kid he thought that the older neighborhood kids were terrifying delinquents who would beat him up if he didn’t look intimidating enough

His dog is a shepherd mutt and her name is Bella. Kyoutani talks to her (and all animas) in a gentle, quiet little voice that is very out-of-character for him

Sometimes his dad gets violent when he drinks too much (though this rarely happens because he is rarely home from work). Kyoutani sends his sister to their grandparents’ house for the night to keep her safe

Kyoutani hates hot weather. It makes him mad because you can only take off so many layers of clothing to try and seek relief from the heat, yet when it’s cold, you can add layer after layer and you’ll be able to warm up endlessly until you’re no longer cold

He has insomnia. When he can’t sleep, he watches volleyball films and tries to take note of certain techniques. Or, he watches long medical documentaries, because they’re so boring that they put him right to sleep

When he was a kid, he wanted a dog so bad that when he got a goldfish for a pet, he literally named it “dog”

Kyo has a thing for legs. Like, if he has a crush and said crush wears shorts it will murder him 100%

Once, on his way to school, he rescued a baby squirrel that had fallen out of a tree and put it in his jacket to keep it warm. He got to volleyball practice that morning and took it out of his jacket and Watari cried when he saw it because it was just so damn cute. Since then the team has seen him in a softer light :’)

He and Watari actually vibe pretty well, because Watari is quiet and respects his personal space and he’s got a generally calming presence. Kyoutani just feels very comfortable around him, and though he’s never said it aloud, Watari knows this because Kyo will come and stand/sit by him when the rest of the team is loud and/or getting on his nerves

He hates scarves because he hates when things touch his face, which is why his hair is short and has stayed that way. Otherwise it would get in his face and annoy the crap out of him

His favorite curse word is “fuck” but his favorite insult is “shit-bag”

When he gets overly annoyed, his legs/arms twitch and it’s impossible for him to sit still

In general he finds it hard to sit still, because staying in one place/position for so long is boring

He’s horrible at writing and spelling and he isn’t too great math, but he understands science fairly well, especially physics

Once his respect is earned, he’ll stay loyal until his trust is broken. If you break his trust, it will be nearly impossible to gain it back

He’s stubborn as shit, except when it comes to his little sister because he’s whipped for her and he’d do almost anything she asked

In grade school he really liked playing with clay in art class (because it’s squishy and he gets to smash it, duh), and he’d always bring home the clay animal sculptures he’d made to show his dad. His dad kept them all, and they all sit on a shelf in the living room. Kyo finds this incredibly embarrassing, but he doesn’t have the guts to tell his dad to move them

He doesn’t use his phone much, except when he wants a distraction or when he wants people to avoid talking to him. His texts are simple and he uses lots of abbreviations to hide the face that he can’t spell for shit (example: “r u comin 2 practice”, “tht suckd”, “u = shit”)

Kyoutani is surprisingly good at fixing gadgety things and untying complicated knots. The smaller the task or issue is, the easier it is for him to figure out- like, smaller knots are less frustrating to untie than bigass ones

He hates long distance running, he’d rather run sprints. However, he prefers lifting weights as his form of working out because Iwaizumi lifts weights duh

Contrary to popular belief (since Kyo is a lil punk), Kyoutani doesn’t listen to screamo or heavy metal. In fact, he kinda hates it because he doesn’t like having someone yelling directly in his ears. That shit’s stressful and just makes him a n g e r y

He’s ambidextrous but prefers using his left hand. Unless he’s with other people, then he uses his right hand (he doesn’t know why, it’s just what he does)

When he blushes, you can barely see it on his face, and his expression doesn’t really change all that much, but his ears turn bright red and it’s super cute (but don’t tell him that or he’ll figuratively kick ur ass)

....aaaand that’s it :) I might add to this or make another list later on because my brain is literally like KYOUTANIKYOUTANIKYOUTANI all the fucking time

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ao3feed-daisuga · 4 years ago

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Everybody gets high

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2V8Be3A

by Sakusasfacemask

When looking at the outside of Haikyuu Highschool, you see a perfectly fine school filled with beautiful omegas, betas, and alphas. Until you enroll there and it's not as it seem.

When Sakusa and Suna moved from France to japan, they didn't expect a set of twins to demolish their life... Especially Sakusa.

TW: Look at the tags for Warnings

Words: 2702, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Relationships: Kageyama Tobio/Tsukishima Kei, Hinata Shouyou/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Ennoshita Chikara/Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Nishinoya Yuu/Yaku Morisuke, Azumane Asahi/Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Hanamaki Takahiro/Iwaizumi Hajime/Matsukawa Issei/Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Hanamaki Takahiro/Matsukawa Issei, Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru, Shirabu Kenjirou/Yahaba Shigeru, Watari Shinji/Yahaba Shigeru, Kindaichi Yuutarou/Kunimi Akira, Kageyama Tobio/Kindaichi Yuutarou, Kuroo Tetsurou/Tsukishima Kei, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Bokuto Koutarou/Kuroo Tetsurou, Akaashi Keiji/Suna Rintarou, Konoha Akinori/Washio Tatsuki, Tendou Satori/Ushijima Wakatoshi, Semi Eita/Shirabu Kenjirou, Goshiki Tsutomu/Koganegawa Kanji, Yachi Hitoka/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Shimizu Kiyoko/Yachi Hitoka, Hirugami Sachirou/Hoshiumi Kourai, Kita Shinsuke/Miya Atsumu, Miya Atsumu/Sakusa Kiyoomi, Miya Osamu/Suna Rintarou, Kita Shinsuke/Ojiro Aran, Akagi Michinari/Komori Motoya

Additional Tags: Drugs, Underage Smoking, Underage Drinking, Angst and Porn, Underage Sex, Teen Pregnancy, Alternate Universe - High School, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Bottom Sakusa Kiyoomi, Bottom Miya Atsumu, Homophobic Language, Homophobia, Anxiety, Anxiety Attacks, Anxiety Disorder, Social Anxiety, Mental Breakdown, Mental Health Issues, Implied/Referenced Abortion, Cheating, Friends With Benefits, Childhood Trauma, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Abuse, Suna is a stoner, everyone has family issues, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Tsukishima Kei, Omega Kageyama Tobio, Alpha Yamaguchi Tadashi, Omega Hinata Shouyou, Alpha Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Alpha Shimizu Kiyoko, Omega Ennoshita Chikara, Omega Nishinoya Yuu, Alpha Yaku Morisuke, Beta Azumane Asahi, Omega Sugawara Koushi, Alpha Sawamura Daichi, Alpha Matsukawa Issei, Omega Hanamaki Takahiro, Omega Iwaizumi Hajime, Alpha Oikawa Tooru, Omega Sakusa Kiyoomi, Alpha Miya Atsumu, Omega Suna Rinatarou, PEOPLE GET HIGH, Pack Dynamics, Attempted Murder, Murder, Character Death, Suna Rintarou-centric, Sakusa Kiyoomi-centric, Mpreg, Slow Burn, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, House Party, Partying, Sexual Assault, True Mates, Sakusa and Suna are cousins, Top Miya Atsumu, Sakusa gets pregnant

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2V8Be3A

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#daisuga #hq

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basically-i-write-shit · 5 years ago

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The ashes of conquest settle, and Seijoh lies crushed beneath the boot of Shiratorizawa. Kunimi, a prisoner of war, watches as the men he fought beside are marched up for execution. But he isn't slated for trial. After all, only soldiers receive such a fate, and in the eyes of Shiratorizawa, omegas can't be soldiers. No, execution of an omega would be senseless. Especially when so many war heroes have cold and empty beds waiting for them at home.

TW for captivity, war crimes/prisoners of war, murder under the cut

Blood stains Kunimi’s vision. Every time he blinks, he sees the sight of his fellow soldiers, his family, slewn in front of him. He tries not to think about it, but it’s hard not to as he curls up on the cot in his cell. He thinks back to the events that lead to the capture of his fellow men, trying to think of what became their downfall, but-- but they did everything right.

They were just too weak.

The sound of feet walking through the prison, and doesn’t even lift his head. He knows exactly what’s happening-- he’s seen it the last two days he’s been trapped in this hell hole, seen his fellow omega soldiers and civilians alike be taken out of their cells and grabbed at by strong soldiers from Shiratorizawa before being dragged away for god knows what.

“Kunimi, I--”

“Shut up, and maybe they won’t look into our cells.” Kunimi mutters under his breath, looking across the hall to see Yahaba, thin and shaking in the rags they gave all the prisoners. He knows without even looking over at him how wrecked he is, after seeing Kyoutani murdered the day before.

“I c- can’t--”

Kunimi physically hears Yahaba’s mouth snap shut as the footsteps round the corner. He can hear a panicked voice begging and bare-soled feet dragging on the floor.

“And these two? What are they in for?”

“Captured in the conquest over Seijoh. They won’t speak much, but the one with dark hair there has a good set of childbearing hips. They had a health check on their way in, both healthy and fertile, but this one in particular is less rowdy. Hasn’t given us nearly as much trouble.”

“But he still causes trouble?”

“He just stays quiet and ignores rules; nothing a good little housewife class can’t fix, I’m sure. And if not, a beating.”

Kunimi stays facing the wall, his cheeks burning bright. He won’t move. Seem as unappealing as possible, and don’t get taken. Even if he really wants to snap at this asshole that he can be trouble if he wants to. He wouldn’t let that asshole even lay a finger on him, he couldn’t hit him if he tried.

“I like a nice challenge, and you’re right about his hips...he could probably house a whole litter, no issue.” The first person hums approvingly and footsteps approach, keys jingling. Kunimi stiffens in preparation to-- to be taken? To run the first chance he gets? He doesn’t know anymore.

“No! Leave him!”

Damn it, Yahaba. Hasn’t that idiot learned anything in the last two days?

“Oh? Why should I, omega?” The voice sneers, and Kunimi scrambles to his feet. Yahaba makes brief eye contact with him before turning to glare at the imposing figure in the hall between their cells. A group of alphas stands there, but there’s a redhead challenging Yahaba’s insubordinance.

“Because if you don’t I’ll rip you fucking throat out. That’s not a threat, that’s a promise asshole.” Yahaba sneers right back, keeping his glare leveled at the alpha’s eyes even if he has to look up some to so do.

There’s a moment of silence with tension so thick Kunimi feels like he might pass out. Then, the redhead clucks his tongue and pulls out his keys again, this time unlocking Yahaba’s cell door. Almost immediately Yahaba flings himself at the soldier, but he’s dodged effortlessly and cuffed by two other alphas in the group. Kunimi tries to speak but Yahaba’s shouting is too loud to be heard over.

As Yahaba’s dragged off kicking and screaming, the others in the group eye him hungrily and he’s terrified of what’s going to happen next.

#haikyuu!!#kunimi akira #akira kunimi #seijoh #aoba johsai #aoba josai #shiratorizawa #yahaba shigeru #omegaverse #alpha beta omega #alpha/beta/omegaverse #omega!kunimi #captivity

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dunk-that-touchdown · 6 years ago

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I saw on your other blog that you did a post about which KNB characters would date girls outside their race and I loved it! I was wondering if you could do the same for the Haikyuu boys! Thank you!

I said it on my other blog so here it is again for this blog:

While I do have a pretty strong preference for Asian men, I do realize that not all Asian men are attracted to people outside their own race/ethnicity (for a number of different reasons). However, I have thought of some characters that I think would seek out a relationship with someone outside their race.

Note: Remember these are fictional characters and this list is just of characters that I THINK would be down for it. In no way is this meant to be offensive or exclude anyone in an offensive way,it is only what I think, not what is set in stone or canon. Also, remember that everyone has their own preference to who they are attracted to and that there is never any malice behind it. We just like what we like, ya feel?

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Koushi Sugawara:

I totally see him being super into European women, especially Russian and German women. He is completely in love with their way of life and culture and the women are absolutely breathtaking. In the (hopefully near) future he would like to date some European women and hopefully get with one serious enough that he gets to marry one.

Yu Nishinoya:

Black and Latina women (and men BYE) are what he is most attracted to. Their bodies, language, culture, and what of life take him on a trip. He loves how they conduct themselves so confidently and how expressive they are. He has never gotten a lot of hands on experience with these types of women, but from what he has heard from friends and has seen on TV and social media, he can tell that he would do well with these sorts of women.

Ryuunosuke Tanaka:

Latina women are his kryptonite. He likes himself a strong willed woman, one that doesn’t take any nonsense from anyone no matter who they are and Latina women are just that. Their confidence and charisma make his knees weak and not to mention that their language makes him feel as though he is floating on a cloud. He has only ever met a handful of Latinas but he has had a crush on each and everyone of them. He wants to one day experience their culture and way of life in person and start a family with a mixture of both his and his girlfriends culture.

Chikara Ennoshita:

Much like Suga, he is super attracted to European women, though European women with sun kissed skin make him absolutely weak. To him they look so pure and angelic, he just can’t help but stare at them like a love struck puppy, simply hoping that they come to talk to him because he is too stunned by their beauty to move.

Tobio Kageyama:

Black women or just any woman with darker skin tones. He thinks that people with darker skin tones are so attractive and actively seeks them out, but black women and their culture are always going to be something that he seeks out. He is fascinated with them and wants to learn more and be one with their culture.

Kei Tsukishima:

Black and Vietnamese women!!! He’s not really sure why he likes them, but he finds himself looking at them more on social media and being interested in their culture and way of living. He has never met any black or Vietnamese women, but he is actively hoping that one day he can meet some and start a relationship with them.

Keishin Ukai:

Chinese women. He thinks that they are the cutest women on the planet. They’re all a lot smaller than he is and waaaayy more efficient than he is. He loves their culture and way of life, having spent some time in China himself in his earlier years. When he was there, he didn’t get the chance to date a Chinese girl, but he always found himself picturing himself with one and maybe even starting a family with one.

Tetsuro Kuroo:

Black women have his entire fucking soul man. Their attitudes, culture, lifestyles, range of body/hair/skin types drive him insane. He wants to be able to immerse himself in their culture and learn more about them and what better way to do that than through dating one? He wants to be able to bond with someone over introducing one another to each other’s culture.

Morisuke Yaku:

Russian ladies, he is your man, but only in terms of dating sadly. He has dated a Russian woman before and finds himself very attracted to them but his family is pretty strict and only wants him to marry a Japanese woman. However, until he has to actually marry and settle down, he will want to date as many Russian women he possibly can.

Taketora Yamamoto:

This boyo here loves all women. If they are cute or give him the time of day, chances are he’s going to be head over heels for them. He isn’t one to discriminate someone due their skin color or race or culture. He’s full of love for all the girls in the world if they would just stop sleeping on him!!!! GIVE THIS BABY MORE LOVE YOU COWARDS

Sou Inuoka:

American/Canadian girls, preferably white. He loves the American/Canadian culture and food and would love to be able to experience it with someone from either of those places.

Lev Haiba:

He too has a love for all women from any kind of background/skin color/culture. He likes to be able to learn about his girlfriend and her heritage.

Tooru Oikawa:

Listen, if you have thick lips, thick thighs, and dyed hair, Oikawa is going to drop to his knees in front of you, okay? Doesn’t matter your race or culture, just as long as you have those things he is good. Although, if he had to just pick one, I think he would more so be attracted to black women for those same physical qualities but also for their culture and food.

Issei Matsukawa + Takehiro Hanamaki:

Both these absolute goofs love each other themselves a Korean woman. They are a lot feistier than other Asian women and they love that. The want a woman that knows when to put her foot down when it comes to their shenanigans or speak her mind whenever she thinks the time is right.

Hajime Iaiwzumi:

American/Canada/British women. It wouldn’t matter what her skin color or heritage or culture is, he just loves women from these places because they all seem a lot more outgoing than the women he is used to. He likes women that can take charge every now and again, and from what he has seen and experienced, women from these places know just how to do that.

Kentarou Kyoutani:

Black women. He finds them a lot more accepting of both personalities and looks as well as temperaments and actively seeks them out. He loves their different ranges of skin tones and loves that they are so unique from one another yet still all have the same culture and stick to it and own it.

Yasushi Kamasaki, Kenji Futakuchi:

Same as Nishinoya, they are mainly attracted to black women or women with darker skin tones (tan to dark chocolate). From their bodies, to language, and culture, they are both just so interested in learning about it, wanting to be apart of it and experience it with the help of their girlfriends. They love how confident and real they are and how they have no issues expressing themselves.

Kanji Koganegawa:

Korean women. They just look so soft yet strong to him, he can’t help but want to be around them and learn more about their culture and heritage and how it differs from his own.

Koutarou Bokuto:

Black and Korean women. Both drive him absolutely wild because of how confident and expressive they are. They’re bold, sexy, accepting, and amazingly talented and he melts whenever he gets the chance to talk or be around these types of women. He will actively seek out these types of women and want to get to know them, hopefully ending up dating one and getting into a pretty serious relationship with them that can hopefully end up in marriage.

Yuuji Terushima, Daiki Ogano

Loves all women but finds himself liking more black women on social media. He thinks darker skin tones are so beautiful and diverse. He isn’t exactly picky about he race or culture of said women, just as long as they have darker skin and a nice figure. He isn’t really sure he’ll get the chance to date a woman like this either, but if the chance does present itself, he’ll want to really invest all his time and love into it, learning more and coming to appreciate and love their culture.

#haikyuu #haikyuu imagines

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