#of course it's kenma who sits them down and explains what's up

[appalamutte]

isn't it still march? aren't i still sitting in the sun in july, fingers sticky with watermelon and skin with sunscreen? wasn't the first frost in october just last night, won't there still be months until i have to make this list?

...haha anyway.

this is an incredibly subjective list and i by no means think these fics are better than others. these are just fics that i continue to think about, that i have reread in chase of the feelings i felt when i first read them, or that impacted me in a way that i can’t explain. there are no real set criteria. there’s no real rhyme or reason. these are just my 23 favorite fics i read in 2023*.

these fics come from multiple fandoms and contain a wide array of genres/tropes. they’re listed in alphabetical order by author. some summaries i cut down due to length.

*these are fics i have read in 2023, they weren’t all published in 2023

Attack on Titan

fragility in waves by searwrites [rating: not rated | words: 4.0k | read: july] Most tragedies come and go in the blink of an eye - the things that affect us most are the ones you pay the least attention to at the time. Jean wouldn't even say that dying is something to be feared anymore, only pain. Death becomes a sigh in the wind, a force of nature. It's living that was always the most difficult thing to do. .

Check, Please!

walk with you through everything by idrilka [rating: mature | words: 6.6k | read: march] After Jack retires from the NHL, he takes his time to heal, in more ways than one. Bitty is there for him every step of the way. .

Dream Daddy: A Dad Dating Simulation

A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood by gremble [rating: explicit | words: 136.7k | read: february] It takes Robert one evening to fall for the New Guy, and the better part of two years to figure out... everything else. .

Haikyuu!!

yours, forevermore. by amaanogawa [rating: teen | words: 2.5k | read: september] But now it is time to reap the consequences of his weakness, for Tetsurou is a man destined for greatness and Daichi is a mere tool to be used in his quest for it. .

one plus one by Anonymous [rating: teen | words: 4.9k | read: september] The resonance hits him before they've even entered the gymnasium. It hits him with all the subtlety of a derailing train, and he barely hears Daichi calling his name over the roaring in his ears and the bile choking his throat. "That's our new setter, then," Koushi manages, before doubling over to throw up the rest of his lunch. .

the contest between by batman [rating: explicit | words: 75.2k | read: september] 'What do you want to do with a chef whose specialty is rice ball takeaway, who refused a Michelin star, and who doesn't want to be on your show?' Keiji asks. 'Get him on my show,' comes the answer. Chef's Table Season 4, Episode 1: Miya Osamu .

butterfly in the subway by bigspoonnoya [rating: teen | words: 62.8k | read: august] Sugawara Koushi has no idea he's already in love with the man he's supposed to hate. .

Say Hello to My Heart by cerasi [rating: explicit | words: 17.1k | read: october] S., 24 in tokyo for a couple weeks for work. not looking for anything serious, but if u can show me around to some good food that's a plus... or i can just make breakfast at ur place ;) Akaashi meets Osamu on a hookup app. .

the galaxy is endless (i thought we were, too) by cosmogony [rating: teen | words: 30.9k | read: august] soulmate /ˈsəʊlmeɪt/ • noun A person who was made from the same star as you. Kuroken AU where the last words your soulmate will say to you appear on your skin when you turn 16, and how Kenma and Kuroo learn what this means over the course of their lives. .

Earthquake by gghostnebula [rating: mature | words: 62.3k | read: september] If 'Koushi' means 'support', then Sugawara really lives up to their name. Daichi couldn't be more grateful if he tried, and he does everything in his power to return the favor. .

do my best to do you right by mareas [rating: explicit | words: 10.7k | read: october] Sakusa Kiyoomi has found the only corner of the entire tip-of-the-iceberg part of the Internet that has the potential to ruin his life. No, it's not the "out of stock" message from the site where he gets his shaving cream. It is what seems to be Ushijima Wakatoshi's Instagram page. .

why did it have to be you? by ofmorninglory [rating: teen | words: 16.5k | read: september] Ushijima Wakatoshi doesn't like working with idols. That is, until he meets Sugawara Koushi. .

Taberu Rayu by suspiciousflashlight [rating: explicit | words: 12.8k | read: august] Mostly, though, Suga blames his inordinate love of hot chili oil and Daichi's inability to comprehend exponential functions, because somehow, improbably, the collision of those two innocent variables is what kickstarts this whole mortifying situation in the first place. .

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond by themorninglark [rating: teen | words: 5.2k | read: august] Suga has learned to solve his problems, save for one. It's their graduation day, and he's staring at it. .

in between evenings by thispieceofmind [rating: mature | words: 31.2k | read: august] The thing about falling in love with your best friend is that it happens so slow. .

Fate is Kinda a Bitch by UhohShouto [rating: explicit | words: 57.3k | read: september] Suga is swearing off casual sex. He's had his fun—plenty of it—but he's ready for something serious again. He's ready to love somebody. His new resolution is going absolutely fabulously (he's barely even peeked at a hot stranger for fifteen hours!) until he spots the man stealing glances at him from across the bar. A tucked-in button-up, a pair of dummy thicc thighs, and a bewildering blush are all it takes, apparently, because then Suga's pulling the stranger into the club bathroom and sliding to his knees before him. .

Hockey

saving nickels, saving dimes by CoffeeStars [rating: teen | words: 6.3k | read: january] Poor Sidney, is what Geno must think. Poor, poor, lonely Sidney. Unloved, unwanted. What a shame it is, to be the best player in his generation but still be no one at the same time. .

The Mandalorian / Star Wars

His Beacon, His Harbor by annathaema [rating: explicit | words: 21.9k | read: march] The Mandalorian becomes Din Djarin. Din Djarin becomes. (Luke helps.) .

Pragmatics by Derkish [rating: mature | words: 57.2k | read: april] Luke is a grad student trying to finish his linguistics PhD after an unexpected leave of absence. His neighbor, Din, is a single dad and delivery guy at Pizza Parsec. (Actually, Pizza Parsec is just a front for the bounty hunters' guild. But Luke doesn't need to know that.) .

staring down the barrel of the hot sun by magneticwave [rating: general | words: 25.7k | read: march] “Gone to a Child of the Watch, the Darksaber has,” Grand Master Yoda announces in his creaky little voice. “Peace, there is not, and yet peace, there must be.” .

Don't Let it in (With No Intention to Keep it) by Purplesauris [rating: explicit | words: 48.1k | read: april] Obi-Wan and Master Yoda always made it seem so serene. I am one with the Force, and the Force is with me. But no one ever told him that peace was hard to find while drowning. .

Christ in Repose by spqr [rating: teen | words: 7.7k | read: march] More on this story as it develops. Subscribe to HNN’s JEDI WATCH newsletter for instant updates on Jedi sightings throughout the galaxy. .

who carried the hill by spqr [rating: mature | words: 22.3k | read: march] Din’s about to head up the ramp onto the newly-repaired Razor Crest when a string pulls taut around his heart and yanks him into the sky. .

that's it! honestly, i'm a little sad i didn't read much omgcp fic this year, but as it goes, when a newer hyperfixation makes it way into my head, it overtakes whatever was there before it. (also when i went through my haikyuu phase, i was severely depressed...it just consumed me while i was at my most vulnerable.)

here's to the new year!!

[lys-9-10]

The chapter where Kenma accuses Akaashi of not having any GUTS

aka. Ch 7 of In which Bokuto loves having sleepovers & "Deep Man Chats" (DMCs) with Akaashi It was Bokuto’s oldest sister’s birthday today, so Akaashi was alone in his room, reading Crime and Punishment and getting some necessary introverted-recharging-time under his belt. 

All the same, introverted-recharging-time notwithstanding, when Akaashi’s phone rang, his heart leapt at the prospect of hearing Bokuto’s voice. 

Setting down Crime and Punishment, he reached over to his bedside table and picked up his phone. 

It wasn’t Bokuto. It was Kuroo. 

Akaashi swiped the “answer” toggle. “Hey, Kuroo. What’s up?” 

“Are you free right now, Akaashi?” 

“Hm? Uh, yeah I am. Bokuto’s with his family. Why?” 

“Can you come over to Kenma’s? I think I need your help.” 

Akaashi’s brows drew together in concern. “What’s wrong?” 

“Kenma confessed to Hinata.” 

There was a startled pause as Akaashi took in this information. Then: “Crap.” 

“Yeah. He’s really upset. I don’t know what to do, I just”—Kuroo’s voice broke off into a frustrated grunt—“I know I’m his best friend, but I… I feel pretty helpless right now. I figured you always find a way to cheer Bokuto up so…” 

Akaashi grimaced. “But that’s Bokuto, Kuroo…”

“I know, I know. Look, I’m not putting this on you to fix. Just—will you try to come over and see what you can do? I’m really stuck here.” 

Akaashi nodded. “Okay. I’ll be there soon.” 

_________________

Kenma was sitting on his bed, red-eyed, hugging his knees to his chest. A video game console lay untouched beside him. Kuroo sat at his side, carding a distressed hand through his own hair. 

“Um. Hey,” Akaashi said awkwardly. 

Kuroo sent a grateful glance his way. Kenma continued staring at the wall, but did respond with a quiet, “Hey.” 

“I asked Akaashi-san to come over, Kenma,” Kuroo said. His eyes were fixed on the setter’s face, and Bokuto could see the helpless anguish in them. “Hope that’s okay.” 

“That’s fine.”

Akaashi settled into a chair near the bed. “How are you doing, Kenma?” 

“Pretty lousy.” 

Akaashi nodded. “Yeah… makes sense.” Several beats of silence passed. “… Do you want to talk about what happened?” 

“Kuroo told you, didn’t he?” 

“Well… He told me you confessed to Hinata. That’s all.” 

Kenma laughed bitterly. “Isn’t that all you need to know?” 

“What do you mean?” 

Kenma knocked his chin against his knees. “The rest is just a matter of course. Obviously Shoyo said no. Blubbered something incoherent about Kageyama.” Kenma shrugged glumly. “I don’t really need to explain anything else, do I?” 

Akaashi’s brow furrowed in a frown.

Kenma was right. The rest was a matter of course. Akaashi could have told Kenma that before he confessed. Bokuto and Kuroo could have to. 

But… what did it mean that Kenma was saying it was a matter of course? If he had known that, why confess at all? 

“You knew Hinata was in love with Kageyama?” Akaashi asked. 

Kenma rolled his eyes. “Obviously. Who doesn’t?” 

Akaashi’s frown deepened. “But… why did you confess then?” 

Kuroo shot him an exasperated look. I don’t think this is helping, his eyes said. 

Akaashi collected himself. “Sorry, Kenma—” he began. But the setter cut him off. He’d finally lifted his head and was looking Akaashi directly in the eye. 

“What?” he said in a hard voice. “I was supposed to do like you? Just sit quietly, pining away for two years, because I don’t have any guts? ” 

Akaashi’s mouth fell open.

Kuroo looked rather startled. “Uh.” He scratched his head, looking back and forth between Akaashi and Kenma. “Sorry, Akaashi. I think Yamamoto is finally rubbing off on Kenma.” 

“Don’t say sorry to him,” Kenma snapped. “He needs to hear this.” Kenma scooted to the edge of his bed and leaned forward, gazing fiercely at Akaashi. “You’re pathetic, you know? You actually have a chance with Bokuto. You have more than a chance. It’s pretty much in the bag for you.” 

Heat rushed to Akaashi’s face. “That isn’t true,” he said. “And—this isn’t about me.”

“Well it’s not about me either, is it?! It’s done for me. There’s nothing else to talk about.” Kenma wiped his hand furiously across his eyes. “But you— you can actually do something. You can actually have it. I can’t believe you’re just sitting there, doing nothing. I can’t believe you’re not trying, when you can have it all.” 

“Okaaay.” Kuroo dropped a hand on Kenma’s shoulder and tried to tug him back. ��Kenma, I think maybe we should take a few deep breaths or something.” 

Kenma shook Kuroo’s hand off and stood up. “I’m going for a walk,” he said. “Kuroo—talk some sense into this idiot. If he and Bokuto aren’t dating by the time I get back, I’m gonna blow a fuse.” 

With that, Kenma left. Kuroo stared after him in stunned silence. Then, after a few seconds, he turned apologetically to Akaashi. 

“Sorry about that, Akaashi… I didn’t know he was gonna rip into you like that.” 

Akaashi shook his head. “It’s okay. He’s obviously not himself today.” 

Kuroo laughed dryly. “No kidding. He just said he’s gonna go for a walk. Haha, the hell…” 

Akaashi’s mouth twitched into a half-smile. “Hey, you never know. Maybe heartbreaks have a reverse effect on Kenma where they actually get him out of 24-7 gaming and into proper self care.” 

Kuroo chuckled appreciatively. But promptly grew somber again. 

“Hey.” Akaashi drew his chair closer to the bed and gently squeezed Kuroo’s knee. “Are you okay?” 

Kuroo sighed. “Yeah. I just hate seeing him so crushed.” 

“I know.”

“I hate feeling like there’s nothing I can do.” 

“You’re sitting with him through it all. That counts for a lot.” 

Kuroo’s mouth twisted into a feeble attempt at a smile. “Thanks, Akaashi-san.”

Akaashi nodded. “I’m really sorry I couldn’t be more help… I hope I didn’t make it worse.” 

Kuroo shook his head. “Nah. You got him fired up and going for a walk. That’s a big improvement from sitting on his bed and staring at the wall like he’s been doing all morning.” 

Akaashi sighed. “Well… that’s good I guess. All the same, I’m sorry.” 

“Don’t be. I really appreciate you coming over.” 

“Of course. Anytime.” Akaashi looked out the window. Kenma’s small form could be seen in the distance, ambling about aimlessly, occasionally kicking at the ground. Akaashi turned back to Kuroo. “Do you want me to stick around til he comes back?” 

Kuroo laughed sardonically. “Nah. Really better not. I think he meant it when he said he’d blow a fuse if you and Bokuto weren’t dating by the time he returned.” 

Akaashi's mouth tightened into a thin line. He looked down at the floor. “In that case, I’m sorry to disappoint.”

A few beats of silence passed, during which Akaashi’s gaze remained fixed on Kenma’s floorboards. 

Eventually, he heard Kuroo shift and felt a hand come down on his shoulder. He looked up. Kuroo was staring at him with a mix of compassion and earnestness.

“Akaashi-san… For what it’s worth, I do think Kenma is right.” 

Akaashi frowned. “What do you mean?” 

“I mean I agree that you have it in the bag with Bokuto.” 

Akaashi flushed. Then paled. Then he shook his head. “You guys are wrong. Bokuto doesn’t see me that way.”

“What makes you so sure?” 

Akaashi grimaced. 

What made him so sure? A thousand things. Bokuto’s careless, carefree touches—utterly oblivious to what those touches did to Akaashi. His equally careless words. His “I love you”s and his “We can be Hinata and Kageyama’s model of a healthy relationship” and his “I liked you touching my face”…

Kuroo cut into his mental enumerating. “To be clear, Akaashi,” he said, “I don’t think Bokuto has actually thought about the way he sees you. It’s like you said: he never sees anything coming, unless it’s a volleyball. But that aside—there's no doubt he loves you madly. And I think if you asked him to actually think about what that love meant to him—if you asked him to consider being something more than friends… well, I have a hard time imagining that he wouldn’t be open to that.” 

Akaashi pressed his hand over his eyes. “Thanks, Kuroo... But I really don’t share your confidence in that outcome. And I’m not going to risk losing my best friend by pursuing something that almost certainly isn’t within reach.”

Kuroo regarded Akaashi thoughtfully. “Bokuto told me you’re not planning on trying for pros.”

Akaashi lifted his head, mildly startled by the sudden change in topic. “What?”

“He said you guys talked about it at your last sleepover. He was pretty distraught about the whole thing.”

Akaashi frowned. “Okay… No, I’m not planning on trying for pros. What does that have to do with anything?” 

Kuroo was silent for a few moments, apparently mulling something over. “Thing is, Akashi,” he said finally, “Bokuto would want you to go for it. With him. Just like with pros. He’d want you to try for what you actually want. He hates it when you sell yourself short, because you don’t have enough confidence or belief. If he were in this room right now, he’d be giving you a pep talk about how you should really ask him out because you deserve to be happy and you’re amazing and who wouldn’t want to date you and yaddi-yaddi-ya.”

Akaashi almost laughed. 

He could actually see it—Bokuto giving him exactly such a pep talk. He held back his laugh, but he couldn’t prevent a smile from lifting the corners of his mouth. 

“See?” Kuroo kicked Akaashi in the shin, grinning. “You know I’m right!”

Akaashi allowed himself to chuckle. “Maybe,” he said. “But—”

They were cut short by Kuroo’s cellphone ringing from Kenma’s nightstand. Kenma’s name flashed across the screen. Kuroo glanced apologetically at Akaashi and picked it up to answer. 

“Hey, Kenma.” Akaashi couldn’t make out Kenma’s words, but he evidently said something which made Kuroo laugh and drop his forehead into one hand. “Okay, okay. I’ll tell him.” He hung up the phone and turned back to Akaashi, half-bashful, half-amused. “He said he’s coming back and you’d better not be here.” 

“Oh.” Akaashi chuckled awkwardly. “Okay then.” He stood up and dusted his pants off. “You can tell Kenma I’ve gone to sweep Bokuto off his feet.” 

Kuroo arched an eyebrow. “Are you really gonna?” 

Akaashi rolled his eyes. “No. Of course not.” 

He turned and made toward the door. As he gripped the handle, Kuroo called out to him one more time. 

“Akaashi?” 

Akaashi looked back over his shoulder. “Yeah?” 

“Just… think about it, okay? Kenma and I aren’t crazy. We spend a lot of time with you and Bokuto and we’re both pretty damn sure we see something there.” 

Akaashi sighed and let his head droop. Then, he turned the doorknob. 

“See you later, Kuroo.”

*There's a little more to this chapter on AO3

[euphoricimagination]

𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒌𝒚𝒖𝒖 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔

Feat. Inarizaki, Nekoma, Fukurodani

Premise: The school festival was happening, and all classes and clubs had to prepare something. The volleyball clubs decided to do a small food shop, while your class wants to do a maid café. You, being the manager of the teams, had to participate in both. However, since you were quite popular (whether wanted or not), your classmates decided to make your maid dress a little shorter than the rest.

Masterlist - Part 2

Inarizaki

They were already in the gym preparing the last things.

It took a second for them to notice you, they were all busy

The first one was Atsumu, who literally dropped the plate full of plastic cups that he was organizing

That grabbed everyone’s attention, looking at Atsumu who was with his eyes wide open looking at you up and down

And suddenly everyone’s eyes were on you

Their manager? Wearing a cute maid dress? With fox ears on?

They’re on heaven

Literally everyone had shock faces. Their eyes were bigger than you ever seen them

Kita, being the responsible one in the team, is the first to say something

“Is this for the festival or…” says after clearing his throat

You say yes, but explained how your dress ended up being shorter thanks to your dear classmates

“We should have these festivals more often then, cause you look hot as fu-Ouch! Aran-san!” says Atsumu after getting smack by the third year “ALL OF YOU THINK SO TOO, SHE’S EVEN HOTTER NOW”

“Please ignore it, let’s just open your stand” you say with a red face

“Do you really think it’s that easy to ignore you?” says Suna, who is taking photos of you

Respectful photos of course, he isn’t a creep, just wants to have blackmail and teasing opportunities

If you ask him to delete them, he will

“Okay, stop looking at her and let’s continue” says Aran

They all go back to what they were doing, however their eyes were still on you. You just look too good on that dress

You go and help Samu and Kita to prepare the last food related things

Both tried their best to just focus on your face and the cooking, not wanting to make you uncomfortable.

Samu asks you to pass him the spinach, it was an innocent request, he genuinely needed it

But you turned around a little too fast, your dress lifting up slightly

All his concentration was lost in a second

Resulting in Samu cutting himself

You, being an amazing manager and friend, went to help him, making him sit while you bandage him up

His face blushed even harder by seeing you so close

“Lucky bastard” you heard from behind, you assume it was Atsumu. Although in Atsumu’s opinion, the view was just as good from his spot

When you finish, Samu looks at you, small smirk forming

“Ah Yn, it hurts a lot. You might have to kiss it better. Or you could just kiss me, that should work too”

Atsumu almost lauched himself at him

Aran had to give you one of his hoodies to stop the chaos

Nekoma

Similarly to Inarizaki, you were going to help the team with your maid dress and cat ears

They were waiting for you, they were decent at baking, but you and Fukunaga were the best at it.

As soon as you open the door of the gym, their eyes were on you. They have amazing instincts

Nekoma.exe stop working

Everyone faces were redder than their uniform

Kuroo stopped in the middle of putting chairs

Kenma eyes were wide, completely forgotten about his game for a good minute

Yamamoto was about to pass out, the first years became shy and looked away

Yaku had a smirk, trying to act cool, however, his face was just as red

Kai and Fukunaga were the only ones relatively normal, Kai was the one who came to you first to put his jacket over your shoulders

Once the surprise wore down, they started to act like their normal self

“YN-SAN YOU LOOK SO CUTE!” screams Lev coming to you, playing with the ears from your hair “YOU HAVE CATS EARS TOO! AGH! YAKU-SAN!”

“SHE’S STILL OUR MANAGER IDIOT!” says, but the moment you adjust the ears that Lev moved, he’s started blushing harder.

You just roll your eyes, going to Fukunaga (who seem surprisingly unaffected by you) and start helping him made the pancakes

Kuroo force them to continue working, but you can still feel their eyes following every movement

“Chibi, you should wear this more often. The view is amazing” says Kuroo with a smirk, in front of you “Or maybe a cheerleader costume, with the cat ears too and maybe a tail, for school spirit”

You flip him off, lovingly of course.

After you were done, you went to sit in one of the bleachers next to Kenma while the rest finished decorating.

He looks up to you and blushes, “you look pretty”

“Thank you, it’s nice to receive a normal compliment”

He lays down in your lap, a common thing between you, and continues playing while you play with his hair. He was flustered, but he didn’t make the situation uncomfortable.

“KENMA! YOU’RE SO BLESSED! So blessed” says Yamamoto, tears slowly rolling down his face

“Because I don’t make her uncomfortable. I don’t know why are you all so shock, she has always been this pretty” says Kenma nonchalantly, not looking up from his game

The rest start screaming a mix of compliments towards you and surprised over what Kenma said

You had to threaten them with doing extra practice tomorrow for them to finally stop and open their stand

It was an eventful day, that’s for sure.

Fukurodani

You were in your classroom helping when Yukie appeared

“Wow Yn, looking sexy!” she said arriving making you roll your eyes “can you help me out? I need to help my class and I don’t want to leave Kaori alone with those idiots, they might drive her crazy”

You obviously accepted, so you go to the gym to help them

Once you enter Kaori notices you right away “Ulala Yn!” says with a teasing smile, making the team turn around

You feel their eyes looking you up and down, smirks forming in some of the third years

Bokuto was the first one to come to you “YN! Wow, you look so good! Is this for the festival? Why cat ears? Why not owl ears?” says patting your head

He is really emotional intelligent, and while he was flustered by your dress, he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable. So he tries his best to not show it and act his normal self

He really doesn't want to make off-hand comments

The rest of the third years though…they are another story

Konoha is the first to say something to you “What a pretty kitty, I can give you some milk after practice if you want” says smirking

You look at him annoyed, making him chuckle.

The rest just ask you about the reason, so you explain the story to them. You can see Akaashi’s glaring at them when you say that your dress is shorter, stopping them from any comments

They go back to prepare the stand, Akaashi however stays behind.

“Are you okay? You don’t have to help us out if you’re uncomfortable” says looking at you with a worried expression

“I can handle the sexual jokes, but I would like to finish fast too. Let’s go”

“Alright” says walking towards the stand, however a few steps later he turns around with the tiniest smirk on “I wasn’t going to go to the maid café, but now I’m seriously considering it if it means you calling me sir”

You’re left there blushing by his comment; you knew that Akaashi could be just as blunt as the rest, but still caught you by surprised

Your thoughts are interrupted by an excited Bokuto asking you if you could help them sell the food, knowing that you have a soft spot for the big man.

Your stand ended up selling the most, the team protecting you despite all of their teasing.

[honeystwiggypeach]

Hair Tyes

Single Dad!Kenma x fem teacher reader

I’m cleaning out my drafts right now and there is so much Like dad Kenma in there that it’s funny😭 this is something from my drafts so I’ll probably try and sort through them and post the ones I like!(this ones ok…😭)

⚠️tw⚠️-light cursing, feeling bad(like self depreciation not too bad but just in case)

Kenma, was to say the least, shocked when his daughter came out the womb with a head full of hair. Obviously he was a little more shocked when by age three and a half it was mid way down her back, of course he had long hair but it wasn’t nearly as thin and smooth as his little girl,Mio’s, was.

With her thin and smooth hair he met a wall. Until now he hasn’t had a single problem raising Mio alone, he’s actually enjoyed it, he can’t even fix her hair and it’s making him feel like shit. Was he that bad of a parent, that he would have to send her to her first day of daycare with a gross little bun(he can’t do a high bun, the bun he means is like the George Washington little knot buns on her neck is what he means that’s why he’s saying it would be gross).

And he feels horrible as he sits her down the night before school watching YouTube tutorials labeled how to braid thin hair. He tries his hardest even spraying her hair with water until it’s got little droplets coming off the ends, but he just can’t get it to stop slipping out of his hands, at some point he’s pretty sure he cried over it.

So what happened was he ended up brushing her hair out and getting her dressed before going into the daycare for her first day.

Immediately he’s bombarded by the smell of crayon wax, and Mio is hugging his leg because of how loud everyone is. She can hear multiple things at once, kids chattering and giggling, a pencil sharpener, cars, and it’s so much louder then home where she can be with papa, it’s quiet there and she prefers home to the loudness of the buzzing school building.

Suddenly there’s a person who seems to appear out of thin air in front of the two.

“Hi I’m Miss (L/n)!” You extend your hand a cheery smile on your face waiting for some type of hand shake or introduction.

“Uhm” Kenma mutters stumbling on his words “I’m Kenma and this is Mio” he mumbles shaking your soft hand before dropping it to gesture towards Mio.

“Oh my aren’t you just the cutest?” You hum before bending down so your towards her eye level making it easier for her to hear you.

“I’m Miss (L/n), I’m going to be your teacher this year!” You hum out seeming just as happy as before.

“Are you ok with that?” You ask after she hides her face in her dads pant leg.

She lets out a little nod allowing you to make eye contact with her as her little chubby cheeks raise with her small smile.

“Would you like to come and color?” You ask her softly.

Mio hesitates for a moment looking up at her dad who just softly pats her back.

Getting the hint you turn your head back to her, “your dad can come to if he would like.” You offer and suddenly Mio is tugging on her dads pant leg begging him to go and color with her because in her mind we’re ever this lady may take them could possible be quieter than this loud hallway.

Kenma nods slightly and you stand and lead them to a much smaller room than the three of you had passed at first.

“That was the other teachers room, normally a lot more people sign up for her class…I think Mio may be one out of three students that have enrolled in mine and the only one to show up.” You explain giving them a soft smile after pulling out three chairs before going to get the crayons and paper.

When you walk back you see the two still awkwardly standing around.

“Oh you can sit!” You giggle out watching as the two quickly sit in the chairs.

You pass them the crayons and paper making casual small talk between you Mio and Kenma.

“I see, we’ll I think you’re hair cut is very pretty.” You tell Mio after she had complemented your outfit.

“Thank you my daddy does it, but he’s bad at it!” She says smiling and you’re trying your hardest not to laugh as Kenma attempts to defend himself.

“It’s not my fault her hair is so thin and thin hair is difficult to style, I already feel bad enough.” He huffs out the last part looking down at his piece of paper that had scribbles on it.

“Oh…” you mumble. “I wouldn’t mind helping you with her hair.” You state bluntly, after you’ve said it you realize how odd it might sound.

“I’m sorry that sounded out of place, I don’t mean it I-“ he cuts you off asking if you really wouldn’t mind styling her hair.

“I don’t mind as long as you provide the supplies like hair tyes and stuff…you know with having one student and all I’m not gonna get paid much this year” you explain mumbling the last part.

“Besides when you come to pick her up I can explain the hair style that way you can try to replicate it, she’s in preschool anyways there’s no set curriculum just that she has to learn” you say smiling.

“Thank you it means a lot” he says softly as Mio glances back and forth between the two adults before her eyes dart to Kenma’s phone which rings loudly.

He picks up and speaks with the person on the phone after apologizing both to you and Mio for the interruption.

He hangs up and begins to explain that he has to go once he’s out the door Mio’s turning back to you with a questioning glare.

“Do you like my dad?” She asks suspiciously.

“What-uhm, as a friend!” You stutter cheeks quickly flushing, never before have you had a student look at you like you were so suspicious, though you also never had a student with such an attractive parent, so I guess this year would be the first of lots of things, after you see his phone numbers he’s left on his paper of scribbles with a small Miss (L/N) attached to the number.

[iwadori]

So I'm reading your works and I love them !! I was thinking of requesting some kind of drabble or whatever you like, about a female reader who has thick thighs and is somewhat plump and is in love with Tsukishima but he makes a comment about the food and she feels bad and when she meets Bokuto in the boot camp Bokuto is too cute and attentive to her asking for her number and a date. If you don't feel comfortable with this, just ignore it and good luck with your blog. Sorry my english is bad<3

When they make you insecure PT 5 (tsukishima,bokuto)

Part One Part Two  Part Three Part Four  Part Five Part 6

Word Count: 2.6K

Genre: Angst to Fluff

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Tsukishima

You and Tsukishima have been dating in your first year (as you both went to the same middle school together.)

You were in love with Tsukishima, you always have been to be honest, but once you became officially boyfriend and girlfriend your feelings amplified.

But recently, Tsukishima hasn’t been so nice.  

“Y/N we’re going on another training camp at Nekoma” Hinata exclaimed running up to you, as you leaning against Tsukishima “and you get to come too this time!”

You recently became the new trainee manager as the third-year manager, Kikyoko, is going to graduate. Tsukishima acted as if you being around all the time in practice was the worst thing in the world, but Yamagucchi always assured you that ‘Tsukki’ was just joking.

“Oh well that’s fun...” you say entertaining Hinata’s excitement. You were kind of excited to go to the training camp too, as it was in Tokyo after all. You were always a big fan of volleyball as your dad used to play for the national team and you were planning to play on the girls team this year but you felt that you didn’t have the body for it (which was obviously not true.)

Hinata kept on rambling on before Tsukishima insulted him. “Gosh Kei, you don’t have to be so rude.” you complained, he slightly nudged you off of him and put on his headphones showing you that he was not in a good mood.

You let the rest of the practice continue, making notes of things and basically being Kiyoko’s shadow. As it ended, you waited outside for Tsukishima to walk home with you, but one of the guys told you he left 5 minutes ago. You knew there was no point of chasing after him so you just walked on your own, making you sigh in defeat.

Tsukishima was what you would describe as hot and cold. Some days he was fine a ‘perfect gentlemen’ but other days, days like this Tsukishima was just Tsukishima.  

When you got home, you decided to watch matches of all the other schools just to get some insight. You were watching a Fukarodani V Nekoma match from a few years ago and something caught your eye, well someone did to be more specific. A beefy, bicolour haired boy who was hooting like an owl was mesmerizing to watch.

You saw that his name was Bokuto Koutarou which triggered your next actions, which were to internet stalk him. You learned that he was the captain of the team and the team’s ace and the 5th ace in the country which piqued your interest in the boy even more.

‘This is going to be an exciting training camp’ you think to yourself before going to sleep.

`Kiyoko gave you an itinerary of all the things you should bring, since you weren’t going to be joining in any of the matches you were reminded to bring things that would keep entertained.  

You get to the bus at the crack of dawn, ready to be driven to Tokyo. Hinata and Kageyama were already arguing (let’s pretend that they didn’t have to do the retakes in the test) Tanaka and Nishinoya were being loud, and the rest of the members were already asleep. You wanted to sit next to Tsukishima but when you were about to sit down, he put his carryon bag in the seat next to him.

The bus ride was around 4-5 hours, and you spent your time reading and sleeping. Daichi got the loudmouths to calm down making the bus ride more tolerable. You suffered from slight motion sickness but you powered through.

When you arrived there, you saw all the other teams and their buses too. You felt a bit overwhelmed, seeing these tall boys just crowd around an entrance way. But too your surprise, noticing your slight anxiousness, Tsukishima grabbed your hand in a hand-hold.  

The Nekoma coach, explained how the day would pan out and where each team would be residing for the week. There was a lot of commotion getting everyone settled, Hinata and Nishinoya were basically bouncing off of the wall commenting on all the people and the place and how they’re going to ‘crush the competition.’  

You could tell that when the other teams were looking at Karasuno they were all staring at Kiyoko. Inquisitive about how there wasn’t only one girl manager but there was two. As you were walking your eyes locked with Bokuto Koutarou’s making yours widen, you blush and turn your head quickly.  

What you didn’t know was, after your small interaction, Bokuto elbowed Akaashi and said “Akaaashi AKKAAASHI, did ya see that? did ya?” he was flying with happiness “That girl from Karasuno smiled at me. She’s really pretty.”

“I think she’s from Karasuno” Akaashi said “So maybe you’ll see her around”

Bokuto stared off in the direction you were walking in “Yeah, hopefully.”

The first day, everyone got settled in and then the teams went straight into games. There were two different gyms and today, in gym 1, you were watching Karasuno V Nekoma. (By the way I literally don’t remember the teams at the training camp besides Nekoma, Karasuno and Fukarodani.) The game was very back a point each team making point after point, you already knew of Nekoma’s captain, Kuroo Testurou and the setter Kenma, you’ve actually played games with Kenma online before so you were fairly acquainted with him already.

The games ended and it was now dinner time, the canteen was packed with all the boys rushing to line up for the food. You waited at the back of the line, not really caring about when you got your food. Suddenly, you felt a tap on your shoulder and you looked over to see Boktuo,  

“Hi.” he said “I’m Bok-”

“Bokuto Koutarou!” You finished “I'm a big fan..” you cringed immediately at your excitement ‘pull it together Y/N’ you scold yourself.

“Oh well hi, I’m glad you know who I am” he said “and may I ask for your name?”  

“Oh I’m Y/N L/N” you say with a slight blush “I'm the trainee manager from Karasuno.”  

“Cool! Well I hope to see you aro-” he starts  

“Y/N, I’ve been looking all over for you, I already got your food for you.” Tsukishima said pulling at your arm a bit harshly, dragging you over to a table with the Karasuno team.

“Gosh Tsukki, no need to be so harsh” you say rubbing at your wrist, he didn’t apologize and just started eating his food.  

You look down at your plate and see the small portion that Tsukki got for you. The Karasuno bunch was being loud, as they usually are, so when you whisper “Tsukki what the fuck is this” whilst nudging him in the side, he didn’t hear you (or atleast he pretended he didn’t.) You tried again but a little louder saying, “Tsukishima what the fuck is this.” you realised you said it a bit too loud as the whole Karasuno table stopped their conversations to look over at the slight commontion you caused.

“What do you mean Y/N?” he said with a slight smirk on his face.

“I mean what’s with the portion size of a bird that you gave me?” you ask getting upset “Do you really think im that big?”

“Well, you could start eating less that’s for sure.” he said earning gasps from you and some of the people sitting at the table “Y/N let's face it, you eat like a pig and you look like an elephant, me making your food portion smaller is the least I could do.”  

By now you had tears in your eyes, Tsukishima was a dick. You knew this, everybody knew this to be honest, yet you still loved him. He wasn’t like this in middle school, yes he was a bit snarky and rude (but wasn’t every middle schooler?) High school Tsukishima was like a completely different person. As much as you wanted to run away and hide, you knew you couldn’t.  

So you stood up and said “Tsukishima, I’ve spent 3 years loving and pining after you, because I thought you were this great guy, but turns out you’re a huge asshole” you start making some of the people listening in smile in laughter “Tsukishima, I’ve hated this past year dating you, you’ve been such a huge dick and I’m finally stopping you. I can’t do this anymore. I won’t.” You start making your way to exit before finally saying “Oh and by the way I’m not the pig here, you are... oh and I’m breaking up with you.” You left, hearing a few laughs and some claps behind you.

You felt relieved, like the massive cloud that’s been over your head is finally gone. You went to the gym since you knew it was empty and picked up a ball to just throw it around a bit. After a while of ‘de-stressing,’ you hear someone else enter the gym.

“Oh I didn’t know you’d be here.” said Bokuto  

“Well here I am,” you say awkwardly “I can leave if you want me too, I know this is for actual volleyball players.”

“No no it’s fine you can definitely stay, in fact do you mind setting for me?” he asks  

“Sure, of course I don’t mind” you reply, excited you get to play with someone.  You haven’t played in ages, you always begged Tsukishima to just throw a ball around with you but he never did.  

You set to Boktuo a lot, with him always asking for ‘another one’ everytime he spiked the ball. Eventually, you were tired of setting and wanted to spike. You originally was a spiker to begin with taking after your dad. Thats why you took a liking to Bokuto in the first place cause he reminded you of the joys you had when watching your father play.

Bokuto set a ball to you and you spiked it with great strength and accuracy smiling at the burning feeling you felt in your palm.  

“Woahh” Bokuto shouted going towards you in amazement “Where did you learn how to spike like that?”

“From my dad, I don’t know if you heard of him before but my dad’s name is D/N L/N...?” you say

“D/N L/N, Y/N he is my idol!” he shouted again “I want to be just like him.”

“I think you can, I see a lot of similarites in the way you both play.” you say

“Really! And you’ve seen me play before..?” he asks

“Yeah, I watched some of your games before coming here... you’re really good” you shyly admit.

“Wow.”

You and Bokuto spend the rest of your time, talking about volleyball you’re interests, things you have in common, your likes and dislikes. Talking to Bokuto was refreshing, he didn’t randomly insult you or make snide comments about your weight or your looks. He just genuinely looked happy to be there talking to you, unlike Tsukishima.  

Seeing your change in mood, Bokuto stops talking and asks “are you alright? I forgot to ask earlier, but I saw what happened in the canteen and I hope you’re okay.”  

“Yeah I’m fine, it’s just things with me and Tsukishima reached a breaking point, I guess...” you say sniffling a bit talking about it “But it’s fine now I’ve broken up with him and I feel better already.”

“So you’re saying your single...?” he asked blushing a bit

“Yeah I guess I am...” you smile blushing also.  

“Okay great...well I hope this isn’t too forward after everything happened with Tsukki and all but...” he starts “but would you like to go on a date with me?”

“Who me?” you ask as if you weren’t the only other person in the room

“No the volleyball” he responds sarcastically “Of course you Y/N.”  

“Are you sure, cause to be honest Bokuto you’re a really good-looking guy” you say making him smile widely “so I think you need someone to match your level in attractiveness” you look down and his smile drops.

“What do you mean?” he asks before realising all the stuff Tsukishima said about you “Y/N you’re beautiful, your face, your body just you.” you blush at his words “when I first saw you when you were walking past us in the entrance way the first thing I thought and said about you was “Akaashi who is that girl she’s beautiful.””  

“Really?” you ask with disbelief

“Mhm” he nods excitedly “So will you go on a date with me?”  

“I guess so...” you say a bit unsure

“HEY HEY HEY!” he exclaims “I gotta go tell akaashi!” he runs out of the gym in a hurry making you laugh, but he comes back to give you a quick unexpected kiss on the cheek making you smile.

You checked your phone for the time realising that you’ve been with Bokuto for 3 hours and you knew that everyone would be going to sleep now. As you are the manager you slept seperately from the rest of the team but before you went to your sleeping quaters you went to Karasunos.  

“Y/N where have you been? We’ve been worried about you.” asked yammagucchi  

“It’s fine yams don’t worry about it, guys” you say catching everyones attention “I just wanted to apologise to you for my outburst at dinner, it wasn’t my intention to cause a scence.”

“It’s fine Y/N” said sugawara “He definitely deserved it.”

“Yeah as your marvellous senpai we gave him a good telling off” said Tanaka and Nishinoya  making you chuckle.  

“Okay well thanks guys, I’m going to sleep goodnight.”

“Wait Y/N can I speak with you.” asked Tsukishima gesturing to outside the room

“Umm sure” you respond following him into the corridor.

“I just want to say I’m sorry for the things I’ve said and done over the past year and how I’ve been a terrible boyfriend, you don’t deserve that. So, I’m sorry.”  

“I can’t say I can forgive you yet.” you say making Tsukishima look sad “but maybe with effort from you we can become friends possibly?”  

“Just friends?” he said with hope in voice thinking that you could be something more.

“Just friends.” you repeated and confirmed “Besides I have been asked on a date”  

“With who?”  

“None of your business stingyshima” you mock the nickname that Hinata calls him making him scowl and you smile “Goodnight.”

After Bokuto’s confession and Tsukishima’s apology, the rest of the training camp went off without a hitch. In your breaks and lunchtimes, you got to know more about Bokuto and with Kuroo’s help you even got to sneak out to actually go on your date. You sometimes even went to practice with them getting to show off your skills, with Bokuto cheering you on and complimenting you every single time.  

Tsukishima kept his distance for the most part, and kept the snarky comments about you and Bokuto to himself (even though he was dying to say them.) You eventually fully forgave Tsukishima in your 3rd year but you definitely weren’t as close as you used to be. Tsukishima’s comments and actions did affect you for a while however with the help of your loving boyfriend, you were reminded how beautiful you are no matter what weight, shape or height you were.

You and Bokuto stayed together, you made sure to come to every one of his games and when you introduced him to your dad he fainted on sight. Your dad and Bokuto got along, and became very close friends, Bokuto always came to him for advice (especially volleyball advice.) You loved Bokuto and he definitely loved you too.

AN: I hope you liked it, since I didn’t want to make it too similar too the Atsumu insecure one. And I feel like it dragged out a bit but got rushed in the endd....but oh well...

[smolchildlevy]

Haikyuu! Teams reacting to you wearing a playboy bunny outfit ☀︎

Warnings: suggestive obviously

A/N: after I did the Obey Me! version, my brain just told me to do this as well ✌🏻

Karasuno:

-Ah yes, the chaotic team.

-100% were dared by the other managers.

-“You think I won’t?” You stare down Yachi and Kiyoko with a raised brow.

-“Yep.” The two girls smiled.

-“Alright, fine! I’ll do it at tomorrow’s Saturday practice!” You announce.

-Their plan is in fruition. That’s the day the coaches aren’t gonna be attending.

-Of course, they did this on purpose.

-The way the boys act around you is what made them think of this.

-You did exactly what you said you would.

-You cover it up with your gym outfit, the same one as Yachi and Kiyoko.

-It was really embarrassing but there’s no backing out now.

-They tell you that you should go take it off and come back while the team is practicing.

-So you just did as told and walked out the gym to the nearest restroom, because it would be weird to just straight up take off your clothes there.

-You looked in the mirror before walking out glancing in all directions, then hesitantly going back.

-“Here goes nothing I guess..” you sigh.

-You push open the doors and try to act normal and go to the girls.

-“Wow Y/N. You actually did it!” Yachi chuckled.

-Since they were practicing it took them a second to notice.

-The other managers walk out just in time for all the action to start, leaving just you and them.

-It was when they took a break that Nishinoya looked in your direction.

-He gasped.

-Second one to notice was Tanaka, who was nudged by Noya.

-They immediately are in front of you and praising the gods for this gift.

-“Where are you two going-“ Suga starts then suddenly stops.

-That’s when the others noticed.

-The third years stopped what they were doing, completely frozen and flustered.

-So were the first years, Hinata and Yamaguchi looked like they were about to pass out from how red their face was.

-Tsukishima and Kageyama were choking on their water.

-Meanwhile the two second years were crying out of happiness.

-“AHHHH THANK YOU FOR GRACING US THIS DAY Y/NNNN” they screech.

-Suga, Asahi, Tsukishima, Kageyama, and Daichi were attempting to hide their nosebleeds.

-At this point, the others didn’t try and hide it. They had no idea how to process it.

-You walk to the others, a clear blush on your face.

-“I uhh-“ you try and explain.

-After a moment of all that, some of them were able to focus again.

-“Y-You look good, Y/N.” Yamaguchi tries to say.

-“Yeah! Amazing!!!” Hinata jumps to you, still as flustered as can be.

-“T-Thanks..” your blushing face growing redder.

-You’re gonna kill them.

-Most of them throw compliments at you here and there.

-Daichi clears his throat, throwing his jacket over you.

-“Just take it..” He looks away.

-In conclusion, they think about it for the rest of practice and sometimes get distracted again by looking at you.

-Daichi’s jacket was big on you with made it much worse for everyone especially Daichi himself.

Nekoma:

-Another team of rowdy people.

-Your friends had you try on the outfit when you were at one of their houses.

-Not gonna lie, you looked great in it.

-They saw that you were checking yourself out.

-“Isn’t the Nekoma team having a sleepover soon?” One asks.

-“Yeah, Friday.”

-“Ooo you should wear this! I’m sure they’ll like it.” The other smirked.

-“Uhhh I’m not so sure-“

-“Oh come on, nothing bad will happen!”

-“I’ll consider it.” You roll your eyes, smiling.

-While sitting on your bed later on, you look over at the outfit hanging on your closet door.

-“Hm..What’s the worst that can happen?” You thought

-You decide to bring the outfit with you.

-The day of the sleepover, you took whatever you needed for one night and the costume.

-It’s going be at Kenma’s house which isn’t too far from where you were currently living.

-You weren’t the first to arrive though.

-Yaku, Kuroo, Inouka, and Lev were there.

-Usually you would think Lev would be late. (He would be if Yaku didn’t yell at him through a phone call to be there)

-You all played Mario Kart, taking turns.

-“Aw man.. why does Kenma ALWAYS get first place??” Lev whined.

-“Maybe because you keep running into the sides-“ you snicker.

-“I do not!”

-“Shut up Lev, she’s right.” Yaku remarks.

-After everyone had finally gotten there, all of you continued to play games and eat snacks.

-You remember your friend’s suggestion.

-“Hmm.. maybe I’ll spice this sleepover up!” You internally decide.

-“Hey guys, I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick I’ll be back!” You shout while taking your bag and going there.

-“Okay.” Kuroo yells.

-They continued their fun while you took out the outfit from the bag and changed into it.

-You take one more look at yourself.

-“Alright, let’s see how they react!” You laugh.

-Yamamoto was complaining about how you were gone for a while already.

-“Dude, it’s been like 5 minutes.. relax.” Yaku rolled his eyes.

-“Yeaaahh, but I already miss our goddessss”

-They hear the restroom door shut.

-“And now she’s here so be quiet.” Kenma sighs.

-“Y/NNNNN”

-You act casual as you sit back in your place on the ground next to Kenma and Kuroo.

-Like Karasuno, it took them a second.

-Yamamoto was the first to speak up.

-“YOU LOOK SO BEAUTIFULKSJRBFKJD”

-Aaaand he fainted.

-“She always does-“ Kuroo interjects then stops halfway. “Ooo~ what’s with that?”

-All eyes on you.

-“Oh, this? It’s just something..” You smirked while blushing a bit at their intense gazes.

-“Just something? You look hot.” Lev blatantly states.

-Normally, Yaku would hit him for saying that but he was too star struck to do so.

-All of them blushed, some of them hiding it. (Just Kenma-)

-“I agree with Lev~” Kuroo winks.

-“S-Shut up Rooster..” You looked away.

-You did get a reaction out of them.. but got very flustered in the process.

-Their already red faces turned redder somehow.

-That expression was doing too much to their hearts.

-Kenma had the most obvious blush though, and he knew it.

-So in response to you wearing the outfit he handed a blanket to you whilst covering his face.

-“You look nice, Y/N..” he whispered to you before sitting back down.

-Overall a good day for all of you.

-(although some couldn’t even sleep well with the thought of you wearing it in their minds lmao)

Aoba Johsai:

-You lost a bet with your friends.

-They told you to wear it.. but you didn’t expect this.

- After the bell rang, they told you to go put it on.

-You were sorta confused about why they wanted you to wear it now, but went along with it since you lost fair and square.

-You walk out the restroom after changing.

-“What now?” You ask.

-They don’t answer and instead drag you to the gym.

-“Wait wait wait- they can’t see me like this!” You protested after realizing what they were planning to do.

-They just giggled and pushed you to the door.

-The team was actually concerned since your usually not late.

-“Where’s Y/N-“ Iwaizumi was cut off by the sound of the doors opening, then shutting.

-“There you are! We’ve been worrieddd!” Oikawa quickly goes to you not processing the skimpy outfit you had on.

-That was, until he looks down.

-The coach was out, busy doing whatever so he had Oikawa take charge.

-The rest of the boys were talking amongst each other, not paying much attention.

-Meanwhile Oikawa was fast to change his worrisome facial expression to a smirk.

-“Cutie~ is this all for me?”

-“N-No..”

-Iwaizumi smacks the back of his head with a volleyball.

-“Idiot-“ his eyes widen when he sees your outfit. “Y-Y/N what are you wearing?”

-You sigh.

-“Long story short, I lost a bet..”

-“Woah Y/N. Looking good~” Mattsun comments.

-Now everyone looked your way.

-Blushy boys.. even Oikawa.

-“Out of all people, why did THEY have to see me like this??” You mutter.

-“He’s right, you look sexy-“ Oikawa earns another smack to the head.

-Kindaichi, Yahaba, and Kunimi were stuck in their spots, staring at your beauty.

-Cue the other flirty comments.

-Your face heated up more and more by the second.

-“H-Here..” Iwaizumi tosses you his hoodie.

-“Oh- thanks..” You hurriedly put it on.

-It went down to your thighs and was pretty big on you.

-You just looked so innocent..

-(some of their minds even travelled elsewhere-)

-In the end, they are quick to shower you in praise leaving you a blushing mess along with them being the same way.

[frogtanii]

the beach was beautiful.

kuroo always liked the water and the salty, cool air spraying over his heated skin. he welcomed the bright sun and seagulls overhead — a welcome change from the tense atmosphere of the house.

ever since the dinner sakusa, atsumu, bokuto, and kenma had thrown for you, meiko had been more... irritable than usual.

it was like kuroo couldn’t say or do anything right — it was always, “go away kuroo, i’m busy,” and, “fuck off, i don’t want your perfectly homemade fudge brownies.”

kuroo took a deep breath of fresh air, the sound of people laughing echoing in the distance as he fell back into thought.

meiko just wasn’t the same as she was when he’d originally met her. he had first seen her in the window of one of his favorite cafés with this faraway look in her eyes — like she belonged somewhere else.

as cheesy as it was, kuroo was enamored by her, love at first sight if you will. he’d never believed in it before, instead choosing to depend on science to explain how people found someone compatible enough to spend the rest of their lives with.

but with her... it was different.

there was no explanation, no chemicals releasing, just meiko. she was everything he wanted and more and even though he had to fight 10 other men to get to her, he was happy with what little part of her he had.

at least up until recently.

he loved her, he was almost sure of that but... seeing bokuto and even kenma, two of his closest friends, leave meiko behind had him thinking that maybe, just maybe, something was up.

the van ride was even more enlightening. he’d sat all the way in the back beside bokuto, with you and atsumu in the row in front of them and sakusa and kenma in the driver’s and passenger’s seats.

you had asked if you could have the aux after a few minutes of awkward silence and of course, sakusa agreed. your playlist was eclectic, filled with anything and everything, from frank sinatra to tame impala to nct and you sang out every single song with so much bravado that everyone in that car had a smile on their face.

it was strange. meiko had continuously spouted about how horrible and cruel you were but like this? kuroo couldn’t have even imagined that the stories she told were about you.

now, he felt he was at a bit of a crossroads. kuroo hadn’t hung out with meiko in what felt like months and his connection with her was all but gone. on the other hand, there was you who he’d had maybe one real conversation with but his friends seemed to trust you.

kuroo let out a loud groan, running a hand through his hair with his face turned towards the sun. all this thinking was giving him a headache. maybe he should go to the cabana to get a drink.

as he trudged through the sand towards the rest of the group, he spotted you holding your phone with a concerned look written on your face.

kuroo’s brows furrowed as he studied you type furiously before bolting to the rooms. he couldn’t stop his reactionary movements as he raced after you through the hotel building and to what was looking like... bokuto’s room?

his footsteps slowed down as he gradually came closer to the doorway, eyes slowly trailing over kenma, sakusa, and atsumu standing outside worriedly while you gently crept into the room.

“i- i can’t, please,” bokuto’s quiet whimpers could be heard in the all throughout the narrow hall, your pacifying comments only barely drowning them out.

at the sound of his friend’s distress, kuroo pushed through the group until he was standing right in front of the two of you, bokuto sitting on the floor with tears streaming down his face and you, holding his hand on your chest as you took exaggerated deep breaths.

despite him having followed you all the way here, meiko’s warnings began to echo through his mind. “what the fuck did you do?” he muttered.

you chose to ignore him, instead continuing to talk bokuto down from his apparent panic attack. kuroo opened his mouth to protest again when kenma’s small hand found its way on his chest and pushed him out the room.

“what the hell kenma? what did yn do to him?” he asked indignantly. kenma rolled his eyes and pulled him further away from bokuto until they were both back out on the beach.

kenma sighed, turning his face towards the sky as he debated on what to say. “yn is helping him, ok?” the younger boy muttered, his eyes fixed on the clouds above.

kuroo scoffed at shook his head. “then why was bokuto on the ground in tears? hm? meiko always said—“

“shut up, meiko doesn’t know shit,” kenma spat, sharp eyes narrowing menacingly. kuroo felt the familiar wave of confusion overtake him as he studied his old friend.

the hurt, anger, and rage was ever present in his golden irises, showing that meiko must have done something so horrible, so egregious that kenma couldn’t forgive her.

kuroo wanted to know what it was — he missed his friend and, truth be told, he’d been neglecting his platonic relationships since meiko had come into the picture.

he needed to know what kenma and bokuto had gone through, if it was the last thing he did. he wanted his friends back, now.

“tell me everything.”

℗ poker face

tell me everything

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[drakenlvr]

pranking haikyuu boys by falling on your knees in front of them

characters εїз tsukishima, kenma, akaashi

note εїз sorry that it’s short; not proofread; gn! reader

warning εїз slightly suggestive

tsukishima

it was a normal weekend for both of you

you were lounging on the couch the whole day watching tiktoks when you saw the prank

and you wanted to try it on your boyfriend

he was in your guys’ shared bedroom and was editing a paper that he had to send out by the end of the day

it was the perfect time to give him a little bit of a distraction

you walked into the room, making sure to put away all your hair out of your face

he heard you walking in, but decided not to pay attention to you and just pushed his glasses up

“tsukki can you move for a second, please?” you asked and he sure enough pushed his chair out of the way

his expression was basically- 🤨

you made sure that your hair was out of the way ones more before dropping to your knees

“y/n, i appreciate it and all, but i’m kinda busy at the-“

he stopped about as soon as you leaned further than he thought you would

you picked up a stray sock and with a smile you stated

“i’ve been looking for it all over”

once you look at your boyfriend you could see his cheeks are so red it looks like he stayed out on the sun a little too long

“is there a problem tsukki? what were you saying you appreciated? you never finished that sentence”

both of you knew the other one knew, now it all came down to who was going to say it first

let’s just say that after that paper is submitted you’re never going to dare to do something like that again and he’s going to make sure of it

kenma

let’s be honest - you were probably deprived of attention

so what better way to get his attention

you waited for his to start streaming because that would make things that much more interesting

now don’t get me wrong, he does love you and he does try to give you as much attention as he can

as you walk into the room he greets you

“hey, babe, do you need anything?” and continues clicking away at his game, but hole his chat goes wild, knowing he’s talking to you

you wave it off like it’s nothing and crawl under his desk

he doesn’t even realize what you’re going at first, until

you push away one of his legs

he slightly jumps in his place and his face is all read, while looking down at you

“what the hell?” he whispers at you while covering his mic with his palm his cheeks were getting warmer

his viewers aren’t stupid and you knew that in the next couple of hours pictures and videos from this stream would be trending on twitter

which made it even more worth it

you grabbed his t-shirt that had fallen on the ground and crawled back out

“hm? would you like something?” you asked while innocently bathing eyelashes at him

chat is absolutely dying over how cute you two are

akaashi

akaashi had invited his best friend from highschool after a match him and his team had won

both of the men sitting on the sofas in your living room

bokuto was loudly explaining about the game that had occured and you could hear it from two rooms away

and honestly you liked akaashi's friends, but not how loud bokuto was being while you were just trying to chill

so an idea struck you

you slowly walked in the room, while bokuto was in the middle of blabbering about how proud he was of "tsum tsum" as he called the guy

"excuse me" you said, swipping a piece of your hair

you placed yourself between akaashi's legs and as soon as you started leaning he straight up pushed your head

"y/n not in front of people. i didn't know you were into that" his cheeks about as red as hs friend beside his

"what?" you pretended to be confused "i just wanted to pick this up" you waved the stray slipper

bokuto exploded in a fit of laughter

"well, it might be time for me to leave. nice seeing you y/n. i'll now leave you two to it"

and soon enough it was just the two of you

we all know what occured afterwards

(of course a game of hide and seek, get your minds out of the gutter)

m.list

[kkusuka]

HQ Middle blocker kinks <3

@xxxxtanaxxxx​ request  hq kinks but middle blocker version please 🥺

I'm gonna be honest i wasn't gonna do this buuut here it is 

i have a setter one in the works and here is the ace version!

here is the setter version <3

Characters:  Tsukishima Kei, Kuroo Tetsuro, Suna Rintaro, Satori Tendo, Taichi Kawanishi, Issei Matsukawa,  Takanobu Aone,, Shoyo Hinata, Lev Haiba Shugo Meian (MSBY captain), and Yutaro Kindaichi

Mentioned female anatomy, but mostly gn

content warning: consensual non-con, humiliation, public sex, exhibitionism, voyeurisms, degradation, bondage, sex toys, cockwarming, edging, soft priamal/prey, mentions of house break-ins, pegging, size kink, overuse of the word Daddy, face fucking, hickeys

i think thats all? 

buckle up, this is gonna be looooong.

Tsukishima Kei

Degradation

This is a given, my mans has a mouth on him, AND HE KNOWS HOW TO USE IT

He says the most vulgar things in your ears (and you love it)

His nickname for you is Cum-dump, and he calls you that so much that you’ve started to respond to it. “Hey, Cum-dump! Come here” “ok Tsukki”

And when he’s cumming? A slew of insults just come out

“You whore, oh, you fucking cum-slut, you’d let anyone do this to you won't you”

And it's not limited to this!

“You're just a hole”

“You only exist for me to fuck, Right? You're just a glorified fleshlight”

“You're only good for sucking my cock”

“I should just leave you chained to the wall so I can fuck you anytime I want, that's all you're good at so you should love it”

It won’t even be only during sex

You could literally be just studying with him and he’ll just lean over and say “ you want to be fucked right now don't you? In front of all these people, I bet you’d love it Cum-dump”

Humiliation

Goes with a dirty mouth

He’ll flip your skirt while walking in front of groups of other students

He purposely sucks hickeys where your uniform does not cover and then laughs at you because you're just such a slut.

One of his favorite things to do is have you wear a vibrator in school, only on days where you have to do something in front of the class

No worries he has the remote and turns it alllllll the way up during the middle of your presentation, you just look so cute all red!

He’ll make it better!!

You can cum in front of the class, let everyone know how much of a whore you are!

Purposeful neglect

He wants you so horny you can’t think

If that means not giving you attention for FIVE DAYS so be it.

No touching yourself and if he finds out you did he’ll ignore you for longer and you don’t want that do you?

You will wait for him to touch you.

He’ll also just ignore you.

No begging, he doesn't care, he doesn't want to hear it.

Don't touch him, stop being a brat or you won’t get off for a whole week.

Bondage

It's all about control <3

Having you tied up and immobile is the best way to show how little you are.

He’ll tie you up and put you on the couch with a vibrator and just watch movies, unable to rock your hips

This seems cruel but he’ll tie your hands up and make you eat dinner with just your mouth <3

He’ll make you watch tv with a ball gag in

He’ll have a riding crop in his hands when you study and he’ll hit your little clit/silt with it every time you get a question wrong

Kuroo Tetsuro

Pet names

Literally any kind o endearment, but mainly switches between Kitten and Baby Girl/Boy(i am swooning right now)

He WILL call you these in front of people and out loud in public

He’s called you them in front of your parents in front of Kenma in the middle of the grocery store.

So you're wondering, why does that matter? People do that all the time!

Well, he calls you them so you remember how he completely ruined your little body and how his cum is still dripping out of you <3

And its cannon that he has a sexy voice, and it drops and gets deeper when he calls you them.

Thigh highs

It doesn't matter in you have the biggest thighs ever or just a bone, if you wear any kind of thigh highs (bonus points for Cat ones) he will be ready to bust a nut

It's not only him that gets off on them, especially when he takes them off

He’ll climb over you and use his teeth to pull them down to your feet and he’ll kiss and bite his way back up to do the other one.

He also will sometimes leave them on to rail you into your bed, when this happens he puts your legs over your shoulders and squishes his head between them.

(kuroo loves thighs, and that's that)

Caregiver

He's taken care of Kenma all his life, and you bet your ass he’ll do it for you

This means he gives the best aftercare you could imagine, I’m talking bubble baths

He’ll cook for you in nothing but an apron, and he’ll tease you when you get all flushed and cute!

You had a bad day? He’ll eat you out for hours until you’re all cuddly and tired.

He’ll fuck you slow where you need it and he’ll kiss all the pain away <3

He just loves having you dependent on him makes him so happy and thankful to have you!

Threesomes

Mainly for Kenma, but he let bokuto have a turn and even convinced Tsikki to give it a try!

He really just wants to show off that you’re his what better way to show you off then let some of them get a taste of something they’d never have.

Favorite position for this? Split roasting/ Eiffel towering

He's the one who you're sucking on, and he’s so far down your throat making him suck you deeper and deeper until you’re drooling all over his balls like a good Kitten

Whoever he sharing you with would be in you following whatever Kuroo tells them to do

Rub your clit? Yes Sir.

Faster. Yup

Slowdown Kittens being bad so she doesn't get to get off <3

Suna Rinatro

Purposeful neglect

Just like Tsukki, he wants you hot and bothered all the time

He will just sit around and scroll on his phone while you’re whining :(

Just let him watch this video and he’ll get you off!

Will never tell you but you just look so cute, all needy and horny for him.

Sometimes he’ll slip you a libido pill and just watch the world burn.

He will wait until you have ruined whatever shorts you’re wearing (and he’ll take them) and THEN he will help his poor needy baby

Cockwarming

Almost every time he games, he puts you on his dick

you already know it’s happening when he takes the controller out

He says it's because he doesn't want to “leave you out”

No moving on him though, if you8 move it could distract him and you do not want him to lose, losing means being pounded into the floor until you can't think, then being ignored the rest of the day “horny sluts can sit on the floor until they need to be used”.

But if all goes well, he’ll go soft in between rounds and will suck on your neck and will let you cuddle into him during the rounds

But when Suna if feeling a bit more adventurous he will put his headset on you and fuck you with all of his friends listening

And if that's not bad enough they all clearly know what’s happening id Osamus soft coo’s and Gin’s little comments (but it's not like they want it to stop anyway)

Edging

Will literally just do this out of nowhere

You thought you were finally gonna cum, then nothing

HE WILL just do things for hours to see you cry and begging or him to just let you cum

He’ll stick four fingers in you and bring you to your climax and just leave you on the edge

He won't even have a reason, you were being good, you let him play his game and he does this?

Que pouty bby

Video/Photography

We all saw this coming-

But he takes it a step further than just having a photo collection of you

He has a personal private story with just you in it where he put videos of you riding him or sucking his dick fo you to “see how slutty you are”

 that's not even it,  he sends you a picture of you naked in the middle of work, with no shame either

Thus one time you were showing a coworker a shirt you had bought and he texted you and the picture showed up. It was awkward for the next few days.

But these don't even compare to how he has an entire Instagram account (private of course) of your nodes and videos of the two of you fucking.

One extra little thing is that you both watch porn together for ideas.

Satori Tendou

(i could make him a post of his own-so so many kinks for Satori)

Humiliation (mentions of pee)

This can range from calling you names to making you touch yourself in public

He’s called you a pillow princess in the middle of class, in front of your teacher

It had gotten so bad they Ushijima had to ask what a “cum-dumpster was” because Satori had called you that in front of the team.

He doesn't even introduce you as his S/O, hw=e would call you an escort or that you were just his personal fuck toy.

This kink goes so far that when you were on a double date with Semi, under the table Tendo had his hand literally in your pants.

**One of his favorite things is to make you hold your pee in until you are almost peeing yourself, isn't that embarrassing that you're a grown adult who’s about to wet yourself?

Overstimulation

He wants to see you a complete mess all over him

The main goal of all of this is to make you squirt or begin to have dry orgasms

He will not stop until he’s happy or you say your safe word (which is rare)

One orgasm just isn't enough for him :/

And it's a big boost of confidence for him!

he‘s proud to know he can make you cum so much you cant even think!

Dacryphilia

This AND overstim?

Good luck

He can't even explain why it turns him on so much.

You just look so beautiful with tears streaming down your face all fucked out

It always hits him at the worst times too, you crying over a bad grade? A pretty tear falling over your soft cheeks. Hard.

Just watched a sad movie, he’s ready to pound you into the couch.

Anal

Oh ho ho

This can be one of two things, he does it because it feels good

OR

He does it as punishment

That means no lube

No adjusting to his dick

And no extra pleasure to help you get off

He’s so mean </3

Taichi Kawanishi

This man screams pornstar

Public sex

This man is unstable

You could just be walking in public and he just decides he wants to fuck.

Who are you to stop him?

Just let him get this out real quick you can shop later.

Exhibitionism

The thought of being in the open? This man loves it

And you don't really have a choice but to love it

Every time you go to the beach he just has his dick in you, in the ocean sitting in his lap while eating lunch

He doesn't even care who sees

Children? Who cares, look away or whatever

Getting caught

It doesn't even matter who it is

If someone walks in when you're doing it he’s cumming

It's just hot

He doesn't need to explain it to you

he also makes u take nudes and had them as his homescreen for a while

Issei Matsukawa

I’d let this man kill me-

Leather/ latex

LEATHER GLOVES

He wears them when he fingers you so he can make fun of how wet you made them.

He dresses you up in these pretty little pastel dresses (gender to heel, he doesn't care, you look hot weather your a boy, girl, or not) and he wears all black (goth daddy Mattsun) and his gloves to fuck you in his leather-covered fist.

That's not even it

He has an entire bin of different colored chokers and leashes just for his pretty baby

Along with that, he has a shelf of latex thigh highs for you to wear and even has an entire outfit for you to wear and show off to him.

Ddlg/b/n-Lifestyle

This is why he has a lot of things that you wear!

He loves to take care of you all the time!

He loves to make his baby food and love to watch movies with you

And you love him so much too!

You would do anything for Daddy!

And he takes you shopping and to restaurants, and if you want literally anything big or small all you have to do is look up at him with puppy dog eyes and a “Daddy, please!!” and boom his credit card is already out.

Size kink

Big dick Mattsun-

This all comes back to the fact that you are so beautiful

And big dick little hole, who doesn't love that??

He sure does, don't worry though he always makes sure to prep you

Except if it's punishment- he doesn't like it he swears! He’d never want to hurt you!

And you’d believe it until your crying on his cock and it throbs ://

But if it still hurts, and it does, he’ll let you go your pace and sink all the way down onto his cock<3

Fun fact the first time he went into your ass he tried to with no lube and you couldn't sit for DAYS

Voyeurism (receiving)

Makki Makki Makki

I would say he was into Cuckolding but its always him doing the watching while Issei fucks you

And Makki loves it too if his constant praises and coo’s said anything about it.

And Mattsun just gets off on the fact his best friend is watching something he’ll (maybe if you're not into it) never fully have

Mattsun also likes having you tied up an watching him fuck a fleshlight of just jerking off

You look so pathetic :)

extra for big dick mattsun, he Shows all of his friends <3

I am a whore for the Seijoh 4

You bet Makki has an entire folder of pic of you, whether they are of you dripping cum or just with your legs open.

Even if he says he doesn't save them, you know Iwa has gotten off you a recording of you moaning and asking for Daddy’s cock

And Oikawa is always asking for more (the little manwhore), he says they are “references” for him, liar, he jerks off to them in his bathroom.

Takanobu Aone

It's always the quiet ones-

I just gotta get these first two out-

Consensual non-con

I can just TELL he like to pretend to break into your house

Pretend you're so scared and you don't like it

Tying you up and listening to your little cries, awwwwweeee

You were just too pretty to ignore

Just let him have a taste, stop crying he knows you want it just as much as he does

Primal/prey

He wants to feel like he earned his reward

A perfect little trophy for him to use as a toy

His dick in your tiny dripping hole is all the reward he needs

It's like you're a pretty innocent bunny and he’s a big fox just waiting for the right time to strike :)

Soft sex/ praise

I know what I said up there

But none of that means he doesn't love just setting you down on the bed with candles and rose petals and just making love

Soft music in the background and worshipping every inch of your skin

You need to be vocal though!

Tell him how pretty he is when he cums, and how perfectly his dick fits in your hole!

Tell him how soft he looks and how he is making your nipples feel like heaven.

Aftercare- bc I am also soft for aone and he is a good guy

Bubble baths and chocolate

Movies and cuddling

All of this makes him so glad that he found you

Especially when you cuddle into him all sleepily and tired.

Shoyo Hinata

oh he is so pretty-

Mutual masturbation

It's the perfect way to experience pleasure

He can see you in all your glory

All of the faces he sometimes misses when he’s fucking you!

He also learns from it!

He sees the angle your fingers go to hit that sweet spot so the next time he’s in you he knows where to aim!

(he is so precious-)

Pegging

You wanted to try it so he almost immediately agreed-

But it felt good!

The two of you reserved what one you wanted so the one he picked was almost made for him.

Plus, you look ridiculously good with the strap on-

And he voices that as much as he can!

And sometimes when he rides the strap he just watches it going in and out and in and out

(you also think this is SUPER hot but won't tell him :/)

Riding

It doesn't matter if it's you or him

Watching you fall apart on his cock without him doing a thing makes him cum harder than anything

Sometimes he gets so excited that he comes before you and makes you stay there until he’s hard again, which doesn't take long at all.

when it's him?

he’ll go for hours just to hear you tell him how good he is and how pretty he looks

Lingerie

Especially pastel babydolls

But nothing you wear could ever make you look bad in his eyes

Ok he likes it when you keep the lingerie on too like he’s fucking you and you till have a little nightgown/crop top on

Lord he will BUUUUUUSSSTTT

Lev Haiba

Size kink

Unintentionally too

He didn't even know it, but he did know that he liked that you were so much smaller than him.

He likes to put your hand to him and just look at the difference and before he knew it he was painfully hard

On the occasion, he makes fun of you saying his dick is just too big for you and you can't handle it, but then you get on your knees and he shuts up real quick

Praise kink

A given

He wants to know how good he makes you feel at all times

It doesn't have to be words either!

loud moans explanations of pleasure all drive him to move faster and faster!

Even yelling “oh god!” gets him off

He makes you feel that good huh?

Wall sex

Just playing on the size kink thing

He loves to just pick you up and fuck with reckless abandon

Gets a way better angle too- bet you didn't think he would realize that

He also likes to watch the combination of your juices drip to the floor-

Shugo Meian (MSBY captain)

Sexiest team-

Daddy/ Captain kink

Just look at him, he screams Daddy louder than you do when he’s fucking you

He takes pride in being Captain meaning he’ll fuck you for hour if the word even falls from your lips

And yes you have said it (daddy) front of the team and he did get hard, and the both of you did fuck in the locker room of the gym for an hour before you got kicked out

Even in arguments you better call him daddy, he will stop and fuck you into the ground for it

Angry or not you WILL use his title

Spanking

Will threaten you with this almost everyday

He just uses it as an excuse to touch your ass

He makes you count after each one and makes you thank him

It would look a bit like this

“Five! Thank you Daddy!” “Good Baby, five more”

But that doesn’t mean when you really deserve it that he won't unleash the wrath of god onto your poor ass

But after he’ll kiss it all better and Daddy will reward you for taking your punishment well

Controlled orgasms

By this i mean that you wont cum unless he says so

And you have to ask

Aka “Daddy please let me cum, I really want to”

And depending on what he’s feeling maybe you’ll get to cum then

And if not you’ll have to wait like a good Girl/Boy and cum when he does, which could late literally forever.

but its better than disobeying his orders, which could lead to him completely pulling out and just jerking off to cum on you :((

Deepthroating/ Face Fucking

Nothing is better to him than coming home to you on your knees and mouth open and ready

But when he’s all pent up from practice and he sees you?

Rip your throat, you aren't talking for a few days

He’ll literally fuck your face no question

He’ll put his dick so far down your throat you could feel it in your stomach

Yutaro Kindaichi

Hate sex 

He just makes everyone angry

And he gets off on it

You look so fucking delectable all red faced and angry

Makes him want to just slam into right then and there

Dom/Sub

Clearly he wants to be in control

Controlling someone is just such a  turn-on for him

Looking all pretty doing exactly what he wanted you too <3

Hickeys 

Wants to show off that you are his 

What better way than marking up your neck with pretty bruises

Plus he likes how you get all shy when people look at them 

[theswaggyrat]

Haikyuu Boys Reacting to y/n Crying During a Fight

Volleyball Boys x Reader // y/n Crying During a Fight // Dating!!Haikyuu cw ~ angst//fluff//foul language ft. bokuto, akaashi, kuroo, kenma, lev, sugawara, kageyama, hinata, tsuki plot - the boys accidentally make y/n cry without realizing Most likely Part 1

Bokuto

bokuto was in the midst of scrolling blankly through his phone, having just finished cleaning up your bedroom like you had asked

you rushed out of the bedroom, asking him questions about what he'd thrown away, and that's when it began

you were fighting about how bokuto had accidentally thrown away something special to you

bokuto kept insisting it was an accident and you shouldn't be so upset at him

but of course, it was something special to you, something your mother had given to you before you lost her

soon enough, bokuto slipped up out of annoyance and mumbled "you're being such a baby about basically nothing" which stung like crazy

you would turn away, in a huff, at least that's what bokuto thought at first

he waited for you to respond, at least giving you the respect to do so

he immediately realized when you didn't respond back that you must've been hurting, the way you brought both hands to your face and left them there

this man must've felt so guilty once he saw the tears

he would intertwine your fingers together, squeezing your hands to reassure you that he didn't mean it

he apologized as he kissed your knuckles softly, promising to ask before getting rid of things that weren't his

later there'd be big cuddles in bed

"I love you, darling. I'm sorry for being a big dummy, please forgive me."

Akaashi

akaashi would have just come home from his part time job

instead of getting a kiss on the cheek per usual, he had to walk into his room to find you sitting on the bed, arms crossed and eyebrows scrunched up

when the fight began, akaashi put little to no effort into listening to what you had to say

so childish, he thought, for you to start an argument over the fact that it took him an hour or two to text back

he stayed calm while you rambled and rambled on, not listening to a single word that came from your mouth

fighting with akaashi always made you frustrated and sad, but some things just get pushed to the edge

in the spur of the moment, he turned towards you and said "you're only mad because I'm the only one you can talk to"

he left you speechless, and with a sigh, turned back to what he'd been doing

you, on the other hand, brought a finger to your lip as it began to quiver. you bit it, fighting the urge to cry, but eventually allowed the tears to slip down silently

it didn't hurt that he said that, specifically more the fact that he ignored your feelings and everything you'd said

akaashi asked if you wanted ramen, and you tried to reply as calmly as you could, but your voice cracked

because of the voice crack, you had stopped talking and akaashi began to realize why

he turned around and pulled you into his arms, rubbing small circles into your back

he told you to tell him your problem with him again, that he'd listen this time and wouldn't ignore you

offered to make ramen as a sign of apology

"it's alright, hun. I'll turn my notifications on and make us some ramen."

Kuroo

you had just returned home from a party, but you felt as if you wanted to throw up

my mans left you alone with a couple of his friends, going to talk to some more of his friends - who had a few female friends, each taking a small liking to kuroo

this wasn't the first time it happened

he looked open for anyone to take too, looked as single as could be

so when you returned home, you were fed up with him

he noticed the look on your face and asked you what was wrong, or if you needed some water

when you responded back with the fact that he'd left you alone again and went off to talk to some girls, kuroo just laughed at you

questioned your jealousy in a joking manner

you went on, leaving yourself vulnerable to him as you tried to explain your feelings

of course, it was kuroo, so he didn't understand

he waved it off, accidentally saying something around the lines of "stop worrying, they're just friendly girls who want to talk. no big deal, now leave me alone about it"

which was literally the worst possible thing to say, only causing the feeling of jealousy and worry to grow

so you whispered "fine" and left the room, going into the bathroom to take your makeup

when kuroo came in to flirt with you, he noticed your reddened eyes immediately (he loved to look into your eyes, they were pretty)

he wanted to hug you and comfort you, but you pushed any physical affection away. you just wanted him to listen to you

so he sat down on the counter in front of you, showing you that he would listen

"next party we go to, I'll have you 'round my arm the whole time. nobody in the whole world could replace you, babe."

Kenma

you'd be sitting alone in the living room, hearing kenma yell at his game once more

you felt distant, lonely, and a little annoyed. kenma was, once again, in the middle of his game instead of giving you just the smallest bit of attention

so you got up to talk to him about it

he had just finished a round when you came in, taking a quick glance at you before returning to his game

when you came up to him, he muted his game and cocked his head in question

you asked to hang out, and he replied with he was playing a game

but he was always playing a game, never hanging out with you

he would roll his eyes at this, and throw insults all around the room, insults that would bounce of walls and strike you as hard as they could. so you did the same back, even though it might not hurt him

he didn't even look at you when he argued, just at his game

when he was tired of talking to you and ready to go back to his game, he slipped the headphones back on and finished with "you knew dating me would be like this. it's on you for thinking any different"

when you left the house, he thought nothing of it, and honestly didn't care much

but when you didn't return that night for bed, he began to worry

he called you, and after a couple of tries, you finally picked up

when you began to tell him that you were at your friends for the night, he noticed the soft sniffle that you tried to hide

he asked for you to come home, saying he needed to show you something, so you did

he asked you if you were free to hang with him the next day, and you were astonished - and when you smiled slightly under the warm tears, he would pull you onto the bed with him and attack your face with soft kisses

"yeah, yeah. I'll take a break from gaming more often for you."

Lev

you noticed lev placing his items in the same places you specifically asked him not to do the last time you tried to have a serious talk with him

you kept tripping over his things, which he had a bad habit of scattering all over the place

he said he would, but you knew he never really took you seriously

you were so small compared to him, and he was a humorous guy, so he didn't ever take anything you said as serious as you might've meant it

when Lev came home from practice one day to find you moving his things around, he was a little offended and looked at you with his nose scrunched up

you glared at him, annoyed by his reaction to your actions

you told him about how you tripped again, and he simply said sorry but told you not to move his things

it got pretty heated after that, and Lev laughed at multiple things you'd said to him

"just look where you're going. it's not a big deal so stop overreacting"

when you responded to him with a harsh "nothing ever is" and then left to your room, almost tripping over more of his stuff along the way, he immediately felt bad

he picked up his things and moved them before going into the room you shared

you'd ignore him, hiding under the sheets of your bed, scrolling through your social feeds

he would take a quick shower, so you took this as a moment to let all your feelings out by crying

when he finished, you thought you were in the clear. but when he climbed on top of the bed and into the sheets with you, you realized you were still crying even though you hadn't felt any tears

he would take you in his arms, spooning you. he apologized for not taking you seriously and that he was a bad boyfriend for that

you reassured him that it was alright, happy that he finally got the message

"I cleaned up my things by the way, love. tell me if you need me to do anything else, okay?"

Sugawara

you had been looking around for suga, feeling a little negative about yourself and you wanted a bit of comfort from your boyfriend

but of course, he was nowhere to be seen. you last saw him in the morning before he left to go to Daichi's house

he'd be back in a few hours, like everyday. he was never around

so you panicked, hiding in your bed and allowing the negative thoughts to spread and pollute your mind, unable to stop them on your own

when suga arrived, you had moved on and were now reading a book, so how would he know what you went through without his help? it had ended only half an hour before he arrived

when you called for him, he came in curiously, ready to help his lover with anything

but then you began to question him going out everyday

he shrugged it off at first, saying he could do what he wanted and it should be fine

you argued back with him about it, causing him to get angry with you

"listen, if you don't like me just spending some time with my friends during the day then you don't have to stay. you can just leave our relationship"

the thought of leaving suga and him being the one who told you to do it pained you, and suddenly you felt sick

you began to cry, unable to control the soft whimpers that made their way to his ears

he came to your side and wrapped his arms around you, caressing your cheek with his hand

when you finally opened up to him about what had happened a few times before when he was gone, boy he felt so bad and would not stop apologizing

"daichi can wait, you always come first."

Kageyama

you were waiting for a response from kageyama, having asked if they could go on a date anytime soon - or just hang out

when he replied, it was a no, saying he was hanging out with Hinata for the most part on those days

he had promised to spend time with you this week, just like the week before, but ended up spending time with Hinata instead

when Kageyama returned that night, he found you laying in bed, fiddling with the sheets anxiously

he asked what was wrong, only to receive a small huff in response

you're being stubborn, but that's alright, he's being a jerk

he pushed a little more so you finally gave in, telling him how you felt about never being able to do anything together because he was always out with hinata

this made him explode, yelling his head off about how he could do what he wanted and how hinata was his best friend, ect.

"hinata makes me happier than you ever could"

once the words left his mouth, he had left himself speechless

you got up with a nod, mumbling a quiet apology before leaving

he wasn't the type to chase after someone, but he did just this once

he was scared that another person he loved would leave because of something he did again, so he went after you

when he did get to you, he hugged you with so much force that you almost fell back. he closed his eyes tightly, feeling your tears soak his shirt

he apologized repeatedly, promising to never make you cry again

"even though hinata's my best friend, he can't ever make me as happy as you do."

Hinata

you looked around for hinata, but no signs of him appeared. you were supposed to go out and get lunch together

not knowing what to do, you called him

he answered quickly, saying he was in the midst of his volleyball practice

you frowned, reminding him of your date

he sighed, pointing out the fact that he had volleyball practice

you began to argue, pointing out the fact that you had planned a date but you always have practice during the date

this caused you to start asking questions about if he really even wanted to date you, if he even wanted to make time for you if he couldn't even just go on a date once, if he could maybe stick to his plans and give you a heads up when he couldn't go

hinata started to rush his words as he was being called back to practice, so he accidentally allowed a mean sentence to slip

"if you don't want to support me going to practice, then I'm not going to support us"

it wasn't so much of a break up sentence, more of an insult and a warning

you knew he didn't mean much by it, but you hung up and sat down, squishing yourself into the corner of the couch

not too long after, the front door opened, causing you to jump in fear of someone seeing you in tears

you tried to dry them as fast as you could, but you couldn't dry them fast enough

the orange haired boy ran inside, jumping onto the couch where you were sitting, and attacking you with cuddles

he would repeat things like "I didn't mean it" "I love you" and more

although he was sweaty, he was more focused on wiping your tears away

"I'm sorry, y/n! really, really sorry. I didn't mean it so please forgive me! we can go out to lunch now, I'll pay!"

Tsuki

when tsuki had moments like these, where he never left the bathroom, it always made you worry

he never talked to you, never let you in, and it would be like this for a whole day at most

today though, you've had enough and you wanted to see him happy and full of confidence again

so when you knocked on the door and entered, it left tsuki surprised and a bit annoyed. last time you entered during these days, tsuki had grumpily told you to go away

so when he said that today, you shook your head and stood your place, asking him what was up and if he needed a hug

he groaned and waved you off, telling you that he didn't need your help or pity

you tried to convince him otherwise, letting him know that you were only trying to make him feel alright

you never intended to start an argument, but the conversation eventually slipped into that category

once tsuki shouted, "I fucking hate you! you're an ass of a lover and can't even let me be when I want to be alone!" you knew you had overstepped your boundaries

even though it was selfish, you couldn't stop the tears that had welled up and pushed past your wall in hopes to stop them

tsuki's face softened slightly and he looked away, still waiting for you to leave

with quiet sobs, you did, and you hid in the closet to let out as much as you could so you could at least be there for tsuki

so you could be a good lover like he wanted

to your surprise, tsuki walked in a few minutes later. you stared at each other for a moment. tsuki was never the best at comforting others, or at using his words

so he sat down next to you, snaking an arm around, and pulling you closer. that was how he'd apologize, complimenting small things about you like "you smell nice", "your hair is really soft today", and "your outfit looks good on you".

you understood, leaning into his touch just the slightest bit more

"wanna go get some ice cream later? we can talk about things then, if you still want to."

[uwuwriting]

Tamaki, Todoroki and Shinsou  in a secret relationship....and how they got caught.

Request: Hello I love your blog and since your requests are open I would like to request Tamaki Todoroki and Shinsou being in a secret relationship for a long time and how they got outed. If you could write something similar for Semi, Akaashi, Kenma and Sakusa from Haikyuu you would be a blessing. I love you!!!! - anonymous

Awww of course I’ll write for the Haikyuu boys as well. I’ll write later this week or the next and since its almost midnight here HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHINSOU!!!! I have a special soulmate au as I usually do for my husband!!!! I’m sorry I’m not getting to those soulmate aus quicker 😣😣😣😣. Love yaa.💖💖💖💖

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warnings: fluff

Amajiki Tamaki 

-He’s so shy omggg.

-How did you manage to get him into a relationship???

-He loves you to the moon and back. 

-Would do anything for you. 

-You two were in the same class all through out high school and during your second year he asked you out. 

-Okay not exactly. 

-You were studying in the library together during a really bad storm when the lights went out. 

-Loud lightning followed and you jumped out of your skin. 

-You were terrified of lightning and being paired with complete darkness you were petrified. 

-Now Tamaki had had a crush on you since early last year and seeing you so terrified and vulnerable he pushed through his anxiety for a split moment and wrapped you in a hug, stroking your hair soothingly as he tried to calm you down. 

- “I-I’ll p-protect you. I-I w-won’t let a-anything h-hurt you..... ever.”

-That’s how your relationship began basically. 

-He comforted you and kept you safe, shielding you from your fears. 

-Everything else is history. 

-Now you are both third years in your respective hero studies with a bright future in front of you. 

-Your relationship has been kept a secret mainly because both of you don’t like making your private lives public. 

-Only Nejire and Mirio know. 

-Surprisingly they have kept it a secret. 

-Fatgum has a suspicion that Tamaki has someone in his life, someone really important. 

-So important he had called in one time claiming that he had an emergency and wouldn’t make it to the agency. 

-When Fatgum asked, Tamaki began stuttering and mumbling about someone really close to him being sick and needing help. 

-In reality you were on your period and had awful cramps.

-You were feeling like death, curled up in a ball on Tamaki’s bed and refusing to move. 

-You had begged him to go to his hero study but he claimed that you were more important, not going to the agency for an evening wouldn’t mark the end of the world. 

-Then Chisaki happened and Tamaki was badly injured. 

-Your agency was stationed outside so you couldn’t help him or know what had happened. 

-You had a broken arm after the fight and was being escorted to the ambulances when you saw Tamaki being carried on a stretcher blood running down his cheek as his arms and whole body was covered in bruises, cuts and so much blood. 

-Your feet moved on their own accord, sprinted through the crowd ignoring the calls of the medic until you reached your boyfriend. 

- “Tama? T-Tamaki baby wake up.”

-Fatgum saw you touch Tamaki’s cheek with your good hand and how, when the boy weakly opened his eyes, he placed his own hand over yours. 

-Tears were running down your cheeks as you looked at him, following the medics as they placed the stretcher in the ambulance. 

-They told you that he would be fine and that you should find another medical team that could take care of your arm. 

-Everything fell apart though when you saw Mirio and Sir Nighteye. 

-Everything was a mess but Fatgum noticed how you would always look back to Tamaki’s ambulance as it drove off. 

-In the hospital you didn’t leave Tamaki’s room, insisting on getting your bandages changed in his room refusing to get your own and leave his side. 

-Fatgum was happy for him. 

-Especially when he went to visit and found Tamaki holding you close to him. 

-Your head was over his heart as he gently massaged your back, tears falling down your cheeks once again. 

-Then he kissed your forehead and Fatgum knew that this wasn’t a moment he wanted to interrupt. 

-When he did visit along side Kirishima he didn’t lose a bit before he asked about you. 

-You were surprisingly not beside him deciding to visit Mirio again to see how he was coping. 

- “So... what’s her name hm?”

- “W-Who?”

- “Your girlfriend!!”

-Tamaki burst into a deep blush as he tried hiding his face in his hands. 

- “Come one I’ve seen how she looks at you and how you kissed her OH so lovingly on the forehead the other day was the cut-”

- “Y/N! H-her n-name is Y-Y/N.”

-Kirishima is standing there, jaw almost touching the floor when you open the door and peek inside. 

- “Oh! I’m sorry.... I-I’ll come back later....”

-Okay now Kirishima is already kind losing it because he didn’t expect his shy senpai to have a girlfriend. 

-So when Tamaki lets out a very low, slightly above a whisper, “But bunny....” he freaking snaps. 

- “WHAT!!!!”

- “Kirishima we’re in a hospital!”

-Get ready to be bombarded with questions....poor you.

-At least you get to sit next to Tamaki while you are being interrogated. 

-They insisted on that saying that they wouldn’t keep Tamaki away from his girl...Tamaki is burying his face in your hair....shy baby.

Todoroki Shouto

-Okay so your relationship is a secret because of his dad. 

-He wanted to shield you from his toxicity. 

-Plus Shouto knew that his dad would force you two apart and he couldn’t let that happen. 

-So you are his little secret. 

-Only his mom knows about you.

-Shouto took you to meet her after your one year anniversary.

-He loves you so damn much he could die. 

-So seeing the two most important women in his life interact and get along he melts. 

-As you say your goodbye to Rei she hugs you, thanking you for taking care of her baby and that your secret will be safe with her. 

-Then she moves on to Shouto as you wait in the hallway. 

- “I like her Shouto. She really loves you. Please take good care of her.”

-Boy falls in love with you all over again I swear to god. 

-Now you spend a lot of time in his dorm. 

-When I say a lot I mean it. 

-You remember how Shouto managed to remodel his room in an afternoon during their first day in the dorms. 

-Yeah that’s what he does for your dates. 

-Since you can’t risk going to outdoor dates very often since it’s very easy for a paparazzi to spot the son of Endeavor.

-Especially if he is holding hands with someone else. 

-Natsuo actually warned you about that and he was the one to suggest dorm dates. 

-He had taken his girlfriend out on a diner date and the next day they were all over multiple tabloids accompanied by multiple calls from Endeavor. 

-All Todoroki children hide their s/o’s......even Fuyumi. 

-Anyways back to Shouto. 

-You spend so much time in his room that you tend to leave some of your clothes there. 

-You change into his hoodies in his room so forgetting your shirt there is a usual phenomenon.

-Plus you do the dirty so.... scattered clothes.

-Now Todoroki is friends with Momo.

-And Momo is friends with you. 

-And she has seen your closet on multiple occasions. 

-She knows your clothes.....you see where I’m going with this?

-Todoroki was struggling with some chemistry problems and you were out doing your hero studies. 

-You had apologized to him multiple times and had suggested Momo as the perfect tutor. 

-That’s why Momo is now alone in his room as he is making tea in the kitchen, looking at what seems to be like one of your favorite sweaters. 

-You had gotten it during Christmas and wouldn’t take it off for a week straight. 

-You had basically brainwashed them by how often you wear it. 

-Why was it in Todoroki’s room though?

- “Todoroki-kun why do you have L/N-san’s sweater?”

-He froze.

-You had stayed the night last Monday and you had been wearing that sweater. 

-He remembers it vividly since he was the one who took it off.....along with your bra.......that he threw somewhere in the room.....AND MOMO COULD FIND AT ANY MOMENT.

-Momo was starting to get worried because well....he had been standing at the same spot for a solid minute staring at absolutely nothing. 

-Standing up she went to shake his shoulder when her eyes caught a bright red fabric peeking out from under the desk.

-Brushing past him she crouched down and grabbed the fabric revealing the red bra. 

-Todoroki snapped out of his shock state the moment Momo reached for the bra strap. 

-He couldn’t stop her though....

- “T-Todoroki-kun.....” 

-And as if things couldn’t get any worse, his phone started to ring as your photo appeared on the screen your name replaced by a heart surrounded ‘babygirl’.

-Todoroki groaned at well everything. 

-Momo was blushing like crazy STILL holding your bra. 

-You two had a lot of things to explain. 

Shinsou Hitoshi

-I’ve said this before. 

-You never meant your relationship to be a secret. 

-At least not in the beginning. 

-You two just never acted like a couple and people assumed that you were just good friends.

-Then you heard Aizawa scaring a boy who had made Mina cry so.........dating his special trainee while you were one of his FEMALE students?

-Nope.

-A secret it is.

-Aizawa is a protective dad and you can’t change my mind. 

-You have a collection of hoodies you have ‘borrowed’ that you wear only inside your or his dorm. 

-And while you sleep. 

-Falling asleep surrounded by his scent is heaven. 

-Aizawa has caught you twice wearing his hoodies.

-Once when Shinsou got turned into a baby and once when you went to get water and he scared you shitless. 

-Aizawa knows about yalls relationship. 

-You can run but you cannot hide child. 

-Anyways. 

-You had a box full of Polaroids from your dates. 

-He knew how happy you were when you two took photos that’s why he bought you a Polaroid. 

-Now you can print your photos and decorate your room. 

-Shinsou is an insomniac.

-We’ve been knew. 

-So on the rare days when he feels kinda sleepy but he misses you so badly he can’t really fall asleep he’ll sneak in your dorm and have an impromptu sleepover. 

-You don’t complain of course. 

-You love to snuggle up to him.

-Also this boy loves wrapping you up in his arms.

-Snuggles snuggles snuggles. 

-Irrelevant information: he has you saved on his phone as kitten and your contact photo is you hanging upside down from the ceiling wrapped up in his capture tool. 

-He had tried teaching you to use it and you somehow managed to climb on the bookcase trying to remake that scene from Tarzan but the cloth got caught on the ceiling fan resulting in this hilarious photo. 

-Back to your sleepover.

-He falls asleep like in the blink of an eye.

-Your sleep that night is the best both of you have had in a fat while. 

-Plus the fact that its the weekend lets you enjoy each others warmth for as long as you like. 

-YES YOU SLEPT IN!!!!

-Being friends with Mina and Kaminari is a ride. 

-Sero and Bakubro and maybe Kiri in some occasions are damage control but they get tired and let you take care of the children. 

-You had promised to go out shopping that morning, a plan you totally forgot when Shinsou tapped your window last night. 

-Giving Mina a spare key to your room was the worst decision you could have made considering you were in a secret relationship. 

-When you didn’t show up on time the two idiots waited for an hour before they made their way to your room.

-Using the spare key she pushed the door open letting out a long “Y/N-CHAAAAN!!!” which scared the soul out of your bodies. 

-You let out a startled scream that woke Hitoshi up who without missing a bit pulled you under him shielding you from whatever made you scream. 

-It was purely on instinct to save and protect you hfqpirhfhsod so cute!!!!

-Mina was left staring at the scene in front of her while Kaminari was calling Sero begging him to come to your room. 

-I don’t know how they didn’t attract dadzawa.

-You would get your ass whooped. 

-Shopping was long forgotten as the whole Bakusquad came one by one in your room waiting for the tea to be spilled. 

-Mina and Sero were angry since they have tried time and time again to hook you up with multiple of their friends, Bakugou didn’t care but he approved, Kaminari and Kirishima were threatening Shisnou if he ever were to break your heart. 

- “I love her you dumbasses I’m not going to hurt her!!!”

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[espressokiri]

Hi there. Another Muslimah here.

Hope you don't mind me sending you an ask. I read your fic about the BNHA boys with a muslim s/o. It was really good. I loved it so much. (There aren't many fics like this, which is a shame cause we like fanfics too. So this was very refreshing. Thank you.💚😉)

Could you do one for the Haikyuu boys, specifically Tsukishima, Kuroo, Sugawara, and Bokuto. But only if you want to, of course.

Hope you have a great and productive day.

Tsukishima Kei, Kuroo Tetsurou, Sugawara Koushi, and Bokuto Koutarou x Hijabi!reader

In which reader is a hijabi Muslim.

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

Notes: You're welcome to send asks anytime <3 I may be slow at getting through them but I will make sure to get them out! Thank you for being so sweet anon <3 I hope you enjoy this one! ^^ I’m sorry if it seems bland as I was slowly losing ideas.

Tsukishima Kei

His eyes would constantly drift to you during class hours, lips twitching into a smile as he would watch you struggle with the assignment sheet given during history class.

Would take that as a leeway to make conversation and help you out.

"Tsk, can't even do a simple history assignment?"

Just sits down next to you and points out what you did wrong while helping you out.

Flinches his hand away and mutters a sorry if your hands accidentally graze each others.

He knows how strict the dating rules were and he admired it, thinking it was a safe way to keep them away from harm and heartbreak.

Becomes your unofficial tutor just to spend more time with you.

Has the urge to flick your forehead most times when you purposely tease him.

Is worried when he sees you zoning out in the middle of class during Ramadan, you have to convince him you're fine and that you're getting your studying done despite the odd sleep schedule you've created.

He'll give you a small box of his favourite treat, strawberry short cake, randomly throughout Ramadan because he knows you crave more sweets during the days you fast than regular days.

He calls you a masochist when he finds you watching cooking/baking videos while fasting.

Will stop by your house to drop off pastries during Eid for you and your family because he wants to peak at you all dressed up as he's only seen you in your school uniform or in casual but modest fashion.

He feels a sense of security, enjoying the aspect of getting to know someone with no sense of rush.

Kuroo Tetsurou

He's such an awkward nerd please.

Wants to approach you but fears he might accidentally offend you due to his provocative nature, hence resorts to staring at you from across the room.

Would research more about your religion and would use that as a way to start small talk;

“Hey, uh, I was wondering how do you manage to pray Zuhr when you’re in school? Isn’t it bad that you have to miss it?”

“Oh uh, I usually run home as soon as I can or pray in my club room if there are meetings, my club members are very understanding.”

“Oh... I see.”

“That’s pretty cool of you to be concerned, Kuroo-san.”

Cue him asking you random but wholesome questions with genuine curiosity.

“Did you know men who oppress women are considered to not follow Islam? I find that really nice that women are equal to men in your religion!”

You smile at him and his interest in your religion.

Study sessions in the library because you both wanted to spend time with each other but he knows it is wrong for a male to be alone in the same room as the opposite gender so you both opted for the library where there are lots of people.

Gasps and immediately looks away when you unravel the scarf around your head to fix;

“Y/n! You can’t do that!!”

“I’m wearing an underscarf calm down.”

You rolled your eyes at the dramatic male but smiled at his respectful nature.

Ramadan? Catch him ruining his sleep schedule just to have movie nights with you through the phone and Netflix Party.

Kenma teases him about it because Kuroo used to yell at him about his own staying up late gaming obsession.

Likes it when you wear a cap on top of your hijab, he thinks it looks cool on you.

He’ll convince you to skip school during Eid if it falls on a school day, telling you that it’s important that you spend at least the first day of it with your family. 

Overall, he’s the type to keep up with the Islamic calendar and learn new facts daily as he asks you to explain each and everything about your religion and lifestyle.

Sugawara Koushi

See’s you for the first time with Kiyoko when he went to excuse her from class for managerial duties.

Smitten from first sight.

Begs Kiyoko to let you be her assistant manager.

He keeps a distance from you during your first introduction and conversation because he didn’t know what you were comfortable with.

He was in awe to find out there were sports hijab when he saw you sporting one to play a short game with an over-enthusiastic Hinata.

“Here, stay hydrated.”

Hands you a bottle of water along with a towel, a newfound respect for playing in hot weather conditions fully covered. 

Due to the chaotic nature of the first and second years, Sugawara would run to cover your eyes with his jacket or hover his hands in front of your face whenever Tanaka would rip off his shirt to swing around whenever he spiked.

Sugawara had to stop himself multiple times from clapping his hand onto your shoulder, resulting in him just smacking either Asahi or Daichi when they mention him almost touching you.

Outings between you two is always monitored by the third years, Asahi smiling proudly at his friend Suga while Daichi and Kiyoko would sneakily take candid pictures of you both.

“What’s one verse you hold dear to your heart?”

You look at him from the warm mug of drink you are holding, tilting your head as you look at him in confusion. Sugawara felt the tips of his ears go red at the cute expression you held, and explains his question.

“Ah,” you thought long and hard before giving him an answer, “ ‘Allah does not burden a soul beyond that it can bear...’ I find that part of the verse very reassuring in times when I feel like I’m overwhelmed.”

Sugawara held onto every word, finding the beauty behind those words, he felt at peace. “I’ll keep that in mind.” He smiles.

It felt like he was more excited than you for Ramadan.

He would read out loud the Japanese translation of the Quran after you read out the Arabic words in a beautiful and soothing voice. He wanted to understand and learn.

He was hooked onto the peaceful energy the month brought despite life going on normally.

This man would wear a formal Kimono when your family invites his over for Eid, he wanted to make the best impression despite already meeting them in passing.

Suga had a sense of security and comfort around him and you felt lucky to have met someone such as him.

Bokuto Koutarou 

Oh God.

Akaashi had a field day trying to stop him from initiating any and every kind of physical affection when he first introduced you to him.

Bokuto is a man who expresses himself with affection, so he was lucky for Akaashi to explain to him why he shouldn’t initiate any physical affection without asking for what you considered crossing a boundary.

He knows he can’t drag you to the gym to watch him play volleyball by hand, so he asks you to hold onto the end of a pen, which you took, confused as to what the male exactly wants before realizing he was holding the other end and using that to drag you to where the gym was.

It was oddly endearing.

“Did you see my spike, Y/n?! Didya see?!”

“Yes, Bokuto. It was really cool!”

Cue a chest puffed up Bokuto who grinned with pride.

Invites you to eat lunch with him and Akaashi on the roof.

Having to refuse his food because you weren’t sure if there was pork in it or not.

This made Bokuto stop bringing in food that contained pork, not knowing even aside from that, he had to have the halal form of chicken or beef.

Akaashi had to explain everything to him when he asked him once.

Tried to go vegetarian one day, failed the minute he took a bite out of his food.

Feels bad when he eats on days you are fasting, so he tries finishing the meal before you come up to their usual meeting spot, resulting in him giving himself a stomach ache.

Brings you tuna filled onigiri to take home so you can eat it as a snack during the night after breaking your fast.

Sends you spam messages minutes before having to break your fast;

‘Are you excited to eat?!?!?!’

‘What are you having today?!?’

‘If you want to get any snacks later let me know! :D’

‘ONE MINUTE LEFT!!’

He’s so wholesome please.

Wants to skip school with you for Eid, but pouts when you tell him you’ll be spending it with family.

Asks you to send an OOTD pic so he could be your hype-man.

Bokuto is always willing to understand more about you and your religion, making sure to note things in his head for future references.

[kageyuji]

❝𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲❞

in which you accidentally call him by the wrong name

includes -> bokuto, kiyoomi, akaashi, and kuroo

warnings -> fluff, a misunderstanding that could possibly be a trigger for cheating

a/n -> gender neutral and please reblog!! reblogs help me tons <3

𝖡𝖮𝖪𝖴𝖳𝖮 —

you had just gotten off the phone with akaashi - you wanted to surprise bokuto at their next game so you were asking akaashi about it

so it was no wonder that akaashi’s name was on your mind

you hung up and laid your phone down just as bokuto entered the room

“hi muffin!” he cheered happily, laying down on the couch beside you

he put his head in your lap and waited for you to start playing with his hair

you were busy thinking about hoping he wouldn’t ask who you were on the phone with

“hey akaashi,” you hummed, and immediately realized you’d misspoke

you didn’t say anything about it; you hoped he’d not notice so you wouldn’t have to explain why you’d said akaashi’s name instead of his

he’s laying half on you, so you can feel him stop breathing, you look down at him and you can see his heart shatter in his eyes

his eyebrows are pinned in a look of worry and tears start pricking in his eyes

“did you just call me akaashi?”

“he was on my mind because i just called him, bokuto. you know i wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.” you said calmly, your own heart hurting at the thought of hurting him.

he sat up from your lap, you could see tears in his eyes still, “why were you calling him?”

“i wanted to surprise you at your game, i promise. you can ask hi-“

“no, it’s ok. i believe you.” bokuto smiled warmly, laying back down in your lap

he grabbed your hand this time, holding it close to his chest

𝖠𝖪𝖠𝖠𝖲𝖧𝖨 —

you knew akaashi and bokuto were friends, so of course bokuto was the first person you thought of to talk to about akaashi’s birthday

which was why bokuto was on your mind whenever you and akaashi were on a date

“here’s your drink,” akaashi spoke, setting the drink you ordered down in front of you

“thanks, bokuto,” you said absent mindedly, and brought the drink up to your lips

he was walking over to sit in the seat across from you, but upon hearing his friend’s name, he stops and offers you a confused look

“sorry, what?”

“i told you thank you,” you honestly hadn’t even realized that you hadn’t called him by his own name

“no, but you called me bokuto. y/n, if something is-“

realization dawned on you, remembering that you had said bokuto instead of akaashi, “sorry, it’s been a long day. i meant to say your name.”

he sat down in the seat across from you, but it didn’t change the worried, almost terrified look on his face

“why were you even thinking about him though? you guys haven’t talked since...my last game, right?”

“no i just...i’ve been meaning to call him. i want to do something for your birthday.” you said, hoping that he’d believe you. he knew you’d never do anything like that to him, right?

“oh,” akaashi said. he paused for a moment before a smile appeared on his face, “that makes sense. if you don’t have his phone number i can give it to you. i love you, ok?”

“i love you too, keiji.”

𝖪𝖨𝖸𝖮𝖮𝖬𝖨 —

going to your boyfriend’s practices had now become a regular thing, to the point that his team had accepted you as a manager

you’d also grown close with their captain because of it - and your boyfriend was a little jealous about that but he’d be the last person to admit that

you were helping them clean up, so it wasn’t particularly odd if you called one of them by the wrong name, they were all running about

but when you nudged kiyoomi and said, “could you grab that, lizuna,” he was more that a little worried

he stops. he just stops. at first he doesn’t do anything, just glances over you with a million thoughts running through his mind

soon he regained his ability to move, he gave an annoyed hum and grabbed the mop you’d been reaching for

“oh, i meant kiyoomi, sorry babe,” you laughed upon seeing the tense expression on his face

he nodded, but you found he wasn’t acting as high and mighty as he usually was

“seriously, it’s just been a long day,” you said, “you know i’ll love you over anyone else.”

“i love you too.”

𝖪𝖴𝖱𝖮𝖮 —

you’d been trying to befriend kenma for ages now, and it was slowly working

it wasn’t that you necessarily wanted to, but he was your boyfriend’s friend and you wanted to get to know him

which was why kenma had been on your mind a lot lately

kuroo, of course, was completely unaware of your plan. you knew he’d tell kenma, and then tell him to be nice to you, but you wanted to actually have kenma like you

“hi, kenma,” you said sleepily, leaning over to press a quick kiss to kuroo’s temple

kuroo acted confident most of the time, he really did. he tried to at least

but the moment a name that wasn’t his fell from you lips, you could feel his heart shatter

his face dropped, looking at you with a certain desperation and fear you didn’t know how to put into words

“no, i meant- i meant your name, kuroo. i’m tired is all. you know that i wouldn’t do anything like that.” you said, grabbing his hand

he wanted to pull away at first, but then again he trusted you to end

he paused for a moment, letting the fear wash over him. then he nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat

he squeezed your hand then pulled you into a hug before burying his face into the crook of your neck

[sunfish-studies]

Moonrise

✄・・・ Feathery Ink [Karasuno Manager Series]

➜ Pairing: Karasuno x Manager! Reader

➜ Warning: none

➜ Notes: This is a separate series from Crisp Leaves. Similar to Crisp Leaves, manager in this story will be portrayed as a girl. She will be tall. This is just my appreciation towards tall girls, you guys are amazing.

Previous:  ‹ Greed › | Next:  ‹ Illusionary Hero ›

↷ SUMMARY ↶

It’s finally summer vacation training camp!

After the fight, Hinata and Kageyama weren’t really talking to each other–Coach Ukai even separated them during practice, Hinata in team B while Kageyama in the other. When practice was over, Kageyama was working on his tosses with Yachi’s help while Hinata drive elsewhere with his bike to practice on his own.

“Ah, he’s with my grandpa.” You asked where on earth did Hinata go, and that’s your answer from Coach Ukai. Apparently, Hinata was training with the previous Coach Ukai at their home. That left you with managerial duties and some extras like buying supplies for the training camp.

The injury you received of course was noticeable by the team–it almost send both Tanaka and Nishinoya into rampage, but you quickly said it’s not a problem and it would heal in no time. While you could make up some excuse for Daichi, Sugawara, and Ennoshita, you couldn’t with Shimizu. With a stern look from, you finally spilled the beans and she promised not to tell anyone.

While Kageyama wasn’t talking to Hinata, he’s definitely talking to you more now–along with walking you home if you chose to stay at practice longer. With that, you learn more about him and how he’s undoubtedly a volley ball dork through and through.

The time you had to depart from school to Tokyo for the training camp at night, he offered to picked up from your house so you could walk together to school.

“C-can I sit next to you…?” the raven-haired boy asked. Of course, you agreed wholeheartedly since Yachi will be sitting next to Shimizu and sitting alone didn’t seem to be fun. At first, you talked about some mundane things and watched a few videos saved in your phone before falling asleep leaning to each other.

“KAGEYAMA!!”

“HOW DARE YOU STEAL A HEADSTART!”

And it incurred the wrath of both Tanaka and Nishinoya when they realized. Thankfully, Ennoshita was quick to shut them up by slapping them on the head and Daichi glared at them menacingly for causing a ruckus.

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“Well, the grand guest finally arrived,” when you carried the big bag filled with your essentials outside the bus, it was immediately gone from your hands. Kuroo plucked it from your grip so he could carry it instead, sending you a small smile.

“Kuroo-san, it’s been a while.” Greeting the older boy, you stepped to the ground.

“It’s nice knowing you stick to your promise,”

“Well, it’s impossible for me to not join the training camp. And,” you looked up to the building upon the stairs. When it was in Nekoma High School before, this time training camp was held at different area–however, you didn’t complain because even during summer, the place was cool with many trees surrounding and breeze swept by. “Why are we in a different place? I thought it’s being held only in one place.”

Kuroo hummed. “It’s a tradition for training camp during summer vacation happened in Shinzen. This place is cool, so it’s great. Why? You wanted to be cooked under the sun instead?”

“I’d rather not.”

“Hinata! Did you grow any taller!? Oh! Otohaku-chan!! You’re looking pretty as always!!”

“Lev, shut up.” Kenma scolded.

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“[NAME]-CHAN!! Make sure to cheer for me, alright!!”

“She won’t, Bokuto-san. And please don’t call her by her first name when she didn’t mention you could.”

Thank goodness, Akaashi had a say because you didn’t know how to reply that without wanting to upset Bokuto in the process. The first match was Karasuno against Fukurodani and it didn’t go well–your team splendidly didn’t sync because everyone went to try the new moves their practicing, resulting they had to take a new kind of penalty.

Along with Yachi, you watch as everyone sprinting uphill. And it didn’t happen only one time, every time they lost a match, they had to do one before walking down and downing their drinks. It went until the last practice–which they splendidly managed to lost.

“Hitoka-chan, could you look over Kageyama-kun and Hinata-kun in my place,” you whispered to your best friend, referring to the duo who’s clearly itching for practice but couldn’t exactly say it clearly as they still in bad terms with each other.

“Yeah! I was thinking about that too!” the two of you nodded in determination.

“Uhm, [Name]-san,” Yamaguchi called out to you, rubbing his nape sheepishly. “I want to practice serve, could you watch over?”

Smiling you nodded, “Sure Yamaguchi-kun! Let me get my notes first, okay?”

The taller boy blinked in confusion. “Eh? Notes? What for?”

“To look over your progress overall,” you kneeled down to put on your outdoor shoes. “I’ll be back as soon as possible.”

“O-oh, okay.” Yamaguchi could only reply that as he didn’t know how exactly–he knew he shouldn’t be flustered or feeling special, but he couldn’t help to feel warmth bloom in his chest. He knew you were an attentive person, and it’s nice to know that applied to everyone on the team even though you’re mostly stick with Kageyama, Hinata, or Yachi.

Jogging towards the sleeping quarters, you could’ve arrived faster to pick up your notebook if Bokuto’s call didn’t halt you from doing so.

“OOH!! [NAME]-CHAN!!” he called out from the third gym. You noticed that he wasn’t alone, Kuroo and Akaashi’s also there and surprisingly Tsukishima. From that, you concluded that Kuroo must have something to do with it–probably taunting the blonde into joining. “Could you throw us some balls!?”

“Eh?” you blinked. “But, I have to get some notes for practice-“

“Just a few, come on!” Bokuto didn’t even give you a chance to explain–instead, he dragged you by the wrist.

So here you were, arranging an apology speech for Yamaguchi while throwing some balls for Akaashi to set. That and giving Lev some glances to check if he’s still alive or not on the floor. The setter already apologized to you in Bokuto’s place, but you immediately dismissed it since you didn’t mind either.

“Geh!? Otohaku-chan!?” Lev must be exhausted seeing as he barely noticed you’re in the same area.

It amazed you on how Bokuto still managed to kill the spikes viciously after series of practice match all day–his stamina is top-notch, nothing less from one of the best players in the country. Watching Bokuto’s spikes meaning also watching Tsukishima tried to block them.

Not once did he managed to successfully shut one out, but with Kuroo’s finally joining the cross was killed almost in an instant. While Bokuto is a formidable opponent in attacking, then Kuroo would be terrifying in defense. No wonder Coach Ukai was making him a great example for a solid blocker.

Tsukishima is indeed smart and calm as he read the opponent’s movement, but,

“Your blocks are pretty weak.” You flinched as Bokuto blurted out what you had in mind regarding Tsukishima’s block–and it sure pissed the taller blonde off. “Your arms are so frail that I’m scared I’m gonna break them. You need to stop the ball like you mean it!”

“I’m still a growing boy!” Tsukishima replied, clearly trying to hide his annoyance. “I’ve just started gaining muscles and getting taller!”

“Talk like that, and the little shrimp is gonna hog all the glory.” Kuroo remarked. “You guys play the same position, right?”

Ouch, you couldn’t help but thought. That hits the sore spot.

“I don’t think it can be helped,” Tsukishima said with a smile after a few seconds of silence. “The difference in natural talent between me and Hinata is too great.”

Before Kuroo could argue, the players of Nekoma began piling into the gym and Tsukishima finally managed to excuse himself successfully this time.

“Looks like you stepped on a mine, Kuroo-san,” Akaashi commented.

“You pissed him off,” Bokuto dragged. “At long last, Kuroo-kun, the master of provocation, has failed.”

“Well, I wouldn’t have thought that.” The black-haired captain sighed.

“Thought what?” Bokuto questioned.

“Karasuno’s shrimp is definitely strange and a threat, but in terms of technique and experience he’s like a baby bird. Plus, he’s really short. I never would’ve thought guy with glasses, who’s far taller and much smarter, wouldn’t only think they’re not equal but actually think the shrimp is above his level.”

Sighing for the second time, he rubbed the back of his head before giving you an apologetic look. “Sorry, I pissed off your middle blocker.”

“I don’t think you pissed him off,” you couldn’t exactly say that it’s fine because it’s not your place to do so. “But you did hit a sore spot, Kuroo-san.”

“Otohaku-san, shouldn’t you get going? We’ve hold you long enough from you whatever you want to do.” Akaashi reminded.

“That’s right, then I’ll excuse myself.” You bowed down and walked towards the exit–you immediately retrieve your note before finally helping Yamaguchi with his serves after being held for some time.

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The next day, you’re helping Eri, Kaori, and Yukie cutting watermelons given by the parents from Shinzen High School. Surely, on this hot summer, sweet and cool watermelons would make anyone’s mouth began watering. It was also a great short break for the boys as they enjoy the watermelon while sitting on the grassy hill beside the gym.

“Do you want extras, senpai?” and just like other managers, you distributed the watermelons while asking if the boys wanted seconds or not. This time, you’re offering a few that’s still on your tray to Tanaka, Daichi, and Asahi.

“Ooh, don’t mind if I do, [Name]-chan!” Tanaka reached out for another slice.

“Me too,” after him, Daichi also took a slice from your tray.

“I’m okay with mine for now,” Asahi politely rejected your offer. “How about you eat some too? It’s quite a hot day.”

“I’ll go it after everyone’s seconds are done,” you remarked, intending to circle around the separate crowds for the nth time but Tanaka quickly interrupted.

“Everybody has their share already! I’m sure they don’t mind.” Your upperclassman commented. “Besides, our beautiful manager deserves to have rest!”

“Somehow, it doesn’t correlate…” Asahi muttered, smiling nervously.

At the end, you ended up sitting down beside Asahi and munching on a slice of watermelon. Your upperclassman was right for one thing–enjoying the fruit in a hot summer day was a great way to cool down, you instantly felt refreshed.

“Sorry, by the way.” The four of you looked up to the call, seeing Kuroo approaching and out of blue apologizing. Surely, your upperclassmen were confused with this except you.

“About what?” Daichi questioned.

“I think I might have pissed off your glasses guy yesterday.”

“What?”

To make it clearer, the cat captain sat down with his back towards you and began explaining the situation occurred the other day–you admired how both parties didn’t once interrupt nor getting things heated up, they knew this wasn’t something big and could be resolved by just a simple apology.

“Wow… Tsukishima actually helped out with free practice even if you cornered him into it,” Daichi hummed in understanding.

“Your manager too, but that’s Bokuto’s idea,” you didn’t know why on earth Kuroo decided to brough it up but seeing your upperclassmen were nonchalant about it (except maybe Tanaka, though he was quickly being shut up by Daichi) it’s also not a big deal.

“So, what did you say?”

“I provoked him and said he was going to lose to your shrimp over there.”

“I’ve definitely noticed that Tsukishima seems to feel inferior to Hinata somehow.” Asahi remarked, probably remembering a few words Tsukishima said to him.

“I’m not sure if this is relevant, but my sister mentioned someone tall named Tsukishima also joined the volleyball team during the Little Giant times.” Tanaka mentioned, surely this is new to all of you because Tsukishima wasn’t the type of person who talks about himself much.

Daichi’s head perked up. “Tsukishima has an older brother?”

“Oh, I’m not sure.” Tanaka quickly replied. “They could’ve just had the same last name and not be related. Do you know anything about this, [Name]-chan?”

“I don’t, but if I know, I think it’s not my place to tell since Tsukishima-kun would undoubtedly be annoyed because of it,” you answered, which made Tanaka hummed in agreement.

“Hey, we’re about to start!” Sugawara called out.

You didn’t know about Tsukishima having a sibling or not, however,

“This is just a club. Why do you put so much into it? It’s because you put so much into it that you suffer later.”

You couldn’t help but think it’s somehow related to what he muttered the night before.

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Yet again when the sky softly bathed in orange glow, Karasuno had to pay their losing with penalty–you along with Yachi and Shimizu also Takeda-sensei and Coach Ukai watched as the boys bolted uphill accompanied by yelling (well, this was mostly Hinata, Kageyama, Tanaka, and Nishinoya).

“Here,” you offered a water bottle for Kageyama. He couldn’t even reply a ‘thank you’ from how harshly he was panting and you could only sympathize with him–more than five matches in a day plus penalties were rough.

“Thanks,” the raven-haired boy finally rasped after downing probably a half of the water from the bottle. You also handed him a towel so he could wipe away the sweat dripping down from his temple.

“So, how’s training going?” you finally asked, which triggered a sighed from him.

“No progress.” The frustration was getting to him definitely–while you were only watching for some time since Yachi’s already there to help him, you understood that Kageyama failed more than he succeeded. He knew he was getting nowhere and time was short, if he’s not geared up it will be a problem.

“I can’t give you any helpful advice but I think you should practice under Coach Ukai’s watch,” you mentioned, and Kageyama listened carefully. “He probably has ways that could help you. You couldn’t do this on your own Kageyama-kun, you need guidance.”

Nodding firmly, he replied. “Yeah.”

“I can’t wait to see your toss,” you then added, giving him a smile. “It’s going to be amazing for sure. You did pinpoint toss to Hinata all this time.”

The boy fell silent for a while, and you almost regretted saying those words–did you somehow step on a landmine? Did you piss him off? Did you touch the nerve-

“I promise to get done and you’ll see it.” The negative thoughts were gone from your mind as you stare at those blue eyes filled with determination. You found yourself smiling at his promise.

“I will be waiting then.”

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“Sensei, what do you think of Tsukishima?” Coach Ukai asked your advisor while the five of you were watching the match between Karasuno and Ubugawa.

“I think he’s taking this seriously,” Takeda-sensei answered, although rather confused from the question.

“How about you, Otohaku?” and you didn’t expect to be involve in the conversation also.

“Uhm… he’s doing his work, but lack of effort? I think he’s not giving his all.” you replied but somehow became an unsure question in the end.

“You’re right,” Coach Ukai remarked. “I feel like Tsukishima gets a passing grade but never tries for 100%. I’m not asking for him to become more passionate, but if he’s not going to give his all, I’m gonna have to change regulars. I need players who can win a match on the court. He’s the tallest and essential to the team. If Tsukishima could become a strong blocker, our defense level would go up a lot.”

“I see,” Takeda-sensei nodded in understanding.

Not long into the game after Tsukishima served, there’s a collision between Daichi and Nishinoya for the ball–at first, it was nerve-wracking because if one of them was hurt it could be bad. However, seeing that the two dismissed it as if it was nothing was relieving.

“Everyone’s so motivated.” Yachi commented.

“Everyone’s more motivated now than I’ve ever seen them before,” Shimizu frowned in worry. “But sometimes it’s almost scary. Collisions like the other day can definitely lead to major injuries.”

Another spike went through but received perfectly by Kageyama, the ball bounced to the air and Tanaka was the second one to get it, passing it immediately to Asahi.

“It’s a little short,” you muttered, noticing the ball was hovering near the net–exactly to where Hinata was. From how he’s staring at it, he’s most likely to steal it–but then he tensed up, snapped his head to the side to give Asahi a stare and stayed in his place in the end.

“Let him know the ball is yours.”

You stared as Asahi successfully killed the ball even with three blockers–grinning from how he stole a score and holding them team together so it wouldn’t become lawless. The attempt was enough for you to let your shoulders relaxed.

“Maybe I didn’t need to worry after all.” Shimizu sighed in relief.

Asahi turned to face you, giving you a smile and an outstretched fist–you immediately returned it with the exact same gesture.

[deluluass]

Then, the dam breaks.

Content warnings: rape/noncon; nsfw; dacryphilia; mild infantilization

Kuroo's not a bad person. 

Not even by a long shot. "Bad" is willfully stretching out a leg, hidden like a predator among the bushes; hungry for an unknowing soul who's naively secured with their surroundings and the crack that resounds when face finally meets floor.

Or, murder! Murder is bad, he believes.  

No, Kuroo isn't capable of any of those things. He might seem like he has a mean streak about him. What, with his sharp tongue and that incorrigible self-satisfied smirk (according to Yaku) and his words that may or may not sting like a backhanded slap sometimes. But that's all in good humor. 

Well-deserved, too, when given to the right asshole. And if he does manage to get under the skin of the wrong person, Kuroo's not above offering an apology. 

And he means it. (Occasionally.)

There's no pleasure to be had, if anyone would ask. Because, again , he's not a bad guy. He's sly: he knows that much, though he wouldn't taunt someone into visible pain just for the thrill of it.

There's a method to all this. A purpose. Not a profound one, but a reason all the same. 

So he has to admit he's feeling kinda lost figuring out why, of all people, it just really had to be you. 

There wasn't much of an option to begin with.

Art clubs had already been full. The other ones, you weren't much interested in. And by the time you realized your homeroom teacher would stop at nothing to remind you that this year was your last chance to do something other than study and prepare for exams, for once— well, it had already been too late to reconsider joining those.

Then a flyer was handed out to you.

"V-volley," the boy trailed off. 

Try as you might but you couldn't recognize him. A feat, that, considering his blond mohawk that you could spot among a crowd of thousands. 

He seemed like he'd caught a nasty spell that prevented him from meeting anyone's eyes, even as you deliberately searched his face for any sign that he'd explain himself to you. Surely, he must have a lot to say after he'd outright ambushed you from entering the cafeteria. 

"You...want me to join?" 

You were on the verge of asking for more details, focusing on the black cat (though it didn't look like it) drawn on the center of the curiously damp paper, only to find out that you'd been conversing with an empty hallway. 

A soft grumble left you. 

"Weird," you concluded, barely a whisper. "Weird, weird, weird ."

You were the volleyball team's manager since then. 

"She's not much of a talker."

Lev hunched to his knees again, sounding very much like he's running out of breath.

It should've been Kuroo's cue to gently ( gently) tell him off, that Nekoma's ace would handle a minute of catching a ball with their face with much more tenacity than he does, or that Nekoma's ace shouldn't have to catch the ball with their face in the first place, period.

" Zoning out already, Ace? " he'd planned on jeering, but instead he followed the direction of the overgrown 10 year old's gaze. 

Someone was talking to you. 

Apologizing , was more like it, if the other student's incessant bowing until his torso fell from his body was any indication. You were outside of the gym, clipboard tucked under an arm, so it was impossible to catch a word you were saying.

Not that you were saying much. Or anything at all. You only nodded. And nodded again. And after what seemed like the world's loudest "I'm so sorry, senpai!",you immediately went back inside to refill the water bottles lined atop the bench. 

"Hey," Kenma sighed, the ball in his hand aimed for a toss. "Focus."

And the cycle of Lev being an utter disappointment to the blond setter continued. 

Kuroo let out a noncommittal hum, eyes never leaving you, trailing like a lost pup as you handed out water bottles to Nobuyuki and the others. 

"Not a talker, huh," he muttered to himself. 

How long has it been? Two weeks? Three, maybe? Kuroo could scarcely remember for how many days you'd been showing up to this sweaty pit to perform your duties. On the dot. Always. Without fail. 

What he does remember was the first day.

Chin up; head held high. You strutted into their lives as if you were leading an entire militia to battle and had no time to waste.  

He teased you for it when you'd already busied yourself with clean up duty a few minutes after your (short) ( extremely concise) introduction.

("Slow down there, general," he told you with a wry chuckle. He expected any reaction from you, really.)

(He just didn't expect you to actually slow down on your cleaning and pick up on the Coach's remaining paperwork right then and there, going through it like a forest fire.)

It would take him a few more days to realize that that's just how you are. 

Even when you rejected a tongue-tied Yamamoto when he tried to ask you out. For a meal. With the other boys, of course.

Even when you took a hurtling ball to your leg and lost your footing and had the whole team scrambling for a stretcher, only for you to stand on your good leg, tell everyone "I'm okay," and walk to the nurse's office on your own.

(Kuroo doesn't think he's seen someone limp with so much grace before.)

His throat suddenly felt incredibly dry. 

Water . Water was what he needed. 

Right. 

You didn't see him coming from across the court. You were sitting on the bench and your back was turned, scribbling on that clipboard propped on your lap, yet— like clockwork, your idle hand shot out to give him the last bottle to your left before he could even finish asking for one.

He felt his lips curve as he muttered his thanks around the lid.

"Say," Kuroo began.  

You were reading the things you wrote back to yourself. 

"Mind telling me what was that about?"

You paused. You blinked up at Kuroo. 

The attention hits him like a freight train. 

That clear as summer sky gaze, unclouded and bright. 

It's nuts how unreal it felt. How can something so elusive be now all on him. 

(Just for him.)

"Earlier," he added, licking his lips and feeling silly for the way his chest tightened. "Seemed kinda intense."

"He borrowed my notes," you said. Then back to the clipboard again. 

Kuroo made himself comfortable next to you, elbow propped on his knee as he rested his chin against an open palm.

"Got a test coming up?"

"Cram school. He's in the same class."

Of course .

"Of course," Kuroo grinned. "What happened? Heard the guy apologize to you like you were about to kill him."

Laughter bubbled out of his chest. Unfortunately, you didn't seem to find it as funny as he did. Pity. 

He sighed.

"Nothing too bad, I hope."  

The noise of ballpoint pen scratching against paper halted. 

From way at the back, Lev was prattling Kenma's ear off again. Kuroo guessed they were about to leave, walking away from the court, away from the gym and to god knows where. The whole team, too, for that matter.

Everyone seemed to have gone, diminished in that second. He couldn't hear them anymore, didn't bother to see if they're still there.

He was looking at you, after all. Really looking at you. Your grip on the pen was a tad severe, he thought; fingers determined to squeeze the ink out of the barrel. 

Your face betrayed nothing. Indeed, anyone could spare you a glance and immediately guess that this is just another empty chat between acquainted individuals, conversation just for the sake of it. 

Kuroo wasn't just anyone, though.

Chin up and head held high; as you'd always done. But Kuroo's close enough to see it now, unlike before: the gulps you take in between breaths; the falter in those eyes that only ever looked forward.

Chin up and head held high, but Kuroo sees now that the neck he could easily break with one hand is so tense it's essentially a string pulled too tight that's on the brink of snapping. 

Oh.

"Oh," Kuroo whispered.

Oh .

"He lost it didn't he?" Kuroo realized. "Your notes."

And it did snap.

"Just..!" You looked down and bunched your pants in your fist. "No. Of course not. It's nothing," you huffed, putting the ball pen's cap back on. 

You were leaving.

Kuroo stood up.

"You look upset, manager-san," he said softly, his larger frame blocking your attempts of escape. "It is bothering you, hm?"

"My notebook got-got ruined, sure," you said. "But juice stains aren't bothering me, Captain ."

There it is. You were meeting his gaze again. 

" Too late for that ," Kuroo thought. There's a stutter to your words when there had been none. 

Your arms are trembling and you look  uncomfortable. He should stop. He knows he should stop , but whatever it is he said is chipping away at that impenetrable wall and he doesn't get what's happening now but damn, damn if that tingle running down his spine doesn't feel so fucking good. 

"My bad," he chuckled. "Sorry."

He raised both his arms in a show of defeat. 

"I'm- it's fine," you said through gritted teeth. "If you would just— excuse me."

Kuroo shrugged a shoulder. 

"Sorry about your notes, still," he said. "Must've been important to you. We all know how much you take your studies very, very seriously." 

Kuroo smirked. "You shouldn't have let him have it then." 

That made you stop in your tracks. 

"What do you mean?" you sought, confusion breaking your voice into what sounds like the smallest it's ever been.

Kuroo felt his breath catch in his throat.

"He needed my help, though," you rushed. "I can't just turn people away." 

"Really?" Kuroo sniggered, eyebrows lifting in fascination. 

"Could've sworn you were good at it," he said; whispered it so lowly, you couldn't have heard it. But you did.

You heard him, all right. Loud and clear.

Because it was just like watching someone take a bullet to the heart. 

First, the disbelief. 

Skin, muscles, and ligaments weren't made to be broken like that. A person wasn't created to bleed to death. And when it happens, well, all one can ask is: how could someone hurt me like this? 

So you stand before him, immobile, disbelief written in those wide eyes, because how could he hurt me like this?

Then—

Then, the dam breaks.

Kuroo doesn't think that you know it; that you're gaping at him with tears streaming down your face; that you're falling apart and stripping yourself bare the more you try to temper those quivering lips with that cute little nibbling you do.  

Kuroo doesn't think you know it, too.

That no one has ever been as beautiful as you are, right in that very moment.

You're not a good person.

Not even by a long shot. "Good" is an open hand, warm and soft and prepared to accept anyone in need of it. It's many things, goodness, but it most certainly isn't a dismissive attitude towards a well-meaning person who only wants to get to know you.

You hadn't gone this far in your uneventful life ignorant of what people say behind your back. "Frigid" is one. "Indifferent" on a good day. "Bitch" when someone feels like being mean. 

It's not like you're mad or anything; not as if you'd built up some sort of resentment within you that now you've settled for being perpetually friendless. You have plans, is all. You just can't afford to be a constant helping hand when you've got so much to do.

So you take it. 

Be a sport about it, was what you've always been told. Stiff upper lip, as they say. You remain silent about it and you endure and maybe you shed a few tears later as you lie in bed and maybe you entertain the possibility that you'll never see the end of this loneliness. 

But that's neither here nor there.

The point is, this time shouldn't have been any different.

(But sometimes even the strongest walls can crumble. All it takes is one crack, then the rest would follow.)

It was a bad day. 

You woke up late. You messed up the tally in the first set of practice games. You forgot the homework you'd stayed up all night to do. 

And the person whom you've lended your notes to for the college entrance exams lost it. 

He lost it. Conveniently just a month before the actual thing. 

"I- It's nowhere to be found, senpai," he explained. "I tried looking for it everywhere but- but I.." (You don't remember the rest.)

It's fine, you told yourself. You're fine. You can do something about a little inconvenience like this. You always have.

But then Kuroo Tetsurou asked. 

He's an amazing captain; even someone like you who only had a rudimentary knowledge at volleyball could understand the level of skill it requires to do what he does on the court while still managing to reign in the polarizing characters in this team together. And like most people, Kuroo Tetsurou has never cared for you. 

That's what you'd always thought, concerning him. Even when there had been times when he'd let slip what he thought about you. ("You're so cold, manager-san," he pouted once after you'd refused to eat with Yamamoto and the others.)

So it blindsided you, to say the least. 

The way he looked at you, as if he's privy to your darkest secrets, like he's seen you at your lowest and somehow knows you more than you did. 

When he'd jabbed and poked at what you'd only later realize was already a festering wound. (" It is bothering you, hm?" he said.) And before you could think about telling him to stop, to please, please let it go, it had already happened.

(" Could've sworn you were good at it ," he said.) 

This isn't news to you. Besides, there have obviously been worse digs. 

But hearing it from people who think you're not listening and being told about it to your face are two vastly different things. 

(Maybe it's because deep inside you'd always hoped that not everyone disliked you. That even though you're not a good person, you're not entirely bad either.)

Right in front of you, swift and without warning, he spoke only the truth.

You just weren't prepared for how deep it could cut. 

"I have to go," you murmured.

It took you a few seconds to realize that you'd been crying. And when you did, you immediately wiped your cheek with the back of your hand, turning away from him and the others still engrossed in their drills.

You let your feet do the thinking, allowing it to take you wherever they wished to go ( not here. not here. anywhere but here ), finding it impossible to do so yourself when your vision is clouded with welling tears. 

You moved forward, never once looked back, until you ended up inside the stark darkness of the gym's forgotten neighbor. 

The shed has long been abandoned and had nothing but dust, a couple of furniture in disrepair, and the occasional bug to keep it company. It was good enough for you. You didn't need much anyway.

Except for silence. 

The breaths that you'd desperately tried to control shook like dried leaves hanging onto frail branches, much like your legs, eventually collapsing at the slightest gust of wind. 

All you needed was silence.

Crouched down, the feeling of bones reduced to jelly was a lot more palpable. And despite the pins and needles that you know would eventually appear like a vengeful mistress, you stubbornly pressed your knees closer to your damp face.

Stuttering inhales and short-lived exhales  soon enough filled the gnawing emptiness of the shed as you count back to the moment you'd started the day to when your classmate told you that he'd lost your notebook to when you'd been told of how much of a shitty person you are and you wonder how you would've changed your decisions and how could it have gotten to this point how could it go wrong like this what did I do what did I do wrong what went —

"There you are."

You clamped your mouth shut, clenched your teeth so hard to stop their chattering. How useless. 

The creaking noise of the door being closed— punctuated by the sound of the latch clicking, rendered that effort futile. 

Kuroo Tetsurou locked the door.   

"C-can you," you panted. "Can you please leave."

"I need some time alone," you said, every beat of your heart like the ticking clock of a time bomb. "Please." 

You waited for him to do as you'd told. Maybe what happened earlier was a mistake, a slip of tongue that hurt more than it should've, and he's here to apologize. Of course. That's it, isn't it? Why else would he be here?

"I- If you want to say something, we can- we can— later." 

It was as if the entire world had gone still. He said nothing; neither could you hear any hint of movement. You turned around.

"C-captain..!"

He was right there. 

Right in front of you, crouched and staring right back at you. His face a hair's breadth away from yours. 

Your legs shot upwards. 

"What are you- ah !" You hissed, feeling every cell in your body being incessantly pricked. Finding it impossible to stand on your own, your hands scrambled to get a hold of something, anything, maybe the almost dilapidated table behind you— only to be caught in between large, strong arms.

"Careful, now," he murmured against your neck. His scalding breath like frostbite, chilling you down to your bones until you were numbed from the pain.

He slithered a hand around your waist. With blood thundering to your ears, you bit back a shriek and pushed him away with all your might. But have you forgotten? Despite that indolent swagger of his, you've witnessed how this boy pushes himself to exertion for each match and beyond. What made you think you could win against him? 

And when you attempted to open your mouth and yell, he effortlessly covered it with a palm while hauling you towards the table. The thing rocked under your weight. It is amusing, what the fear of falling does to you. One moment you're thrashing your way out; the next, you're holding onto your tormentor for dear life.

"No one's gonna come for you." He shushed you like how one would when placating a rabid animal. "You really believe they would bother? With an attitude like that?"

Down, down, his hand sank to your thigh, kneading the aching flesh until all you could do was mewl out a hoarse, "S-stop. I beg y-you."

Because it's all that's left for you. No one's going to save you. Or maybe someone would. But, who? And would they, really? 

(Go on, then. Try. See for yourself.)

"Kuroo-san," you whimpered. " S-stop ."

(Would they even believe you? It's your word against his. Him . Their beloved captain.)

"Tetsurou," he only said, dipping his hand lower, wrapping your freezing legs around him. "Say it."

He's everywhere. Lips tracing your chin, teeth grazing your throat; all the while your weak, pathetic arms stayed on his shoulders, thinking he'd regain his senses because he has to. He has to. He's not a bad person. He wouldn't hurt you, not in that way. 

Even when rough palms are already caressing the sides of your breasts and you feel a bulge rutting against your stomach, hot and rock hard and large, his hands grabbing your ass to bring your crotch closer to his—

"Cap- Tetsurou!" You cried, trembling hands back on his chest as you sobbed and pleaded please, please, let me go, I won't say anything, I-I'll keep quiet .

He did stop. But he didn't let you go. (You're a stupid girl if you think he would). Instead, with a forefinger under your chin and a thumb on your lower lip, he gently tilted your head to meet his gaze. 

And when your murky vision adjusted to the shadows, the heart that wanted to escape from your chest ceased its clamoring, arresting your breath with it.

The afternoon sun peeked through the crevices of the shed's wooden walls. Red-orange light revealed a pair of iris swallowed by blown pupils, only for it to pass and shroud him back into the darkness. 

"Say it again," he whispered, deep voice cracking. " Tetsurou . My name."

You tried to speak and protest once again but only a croaked snivel left you, your babbling becoming less coherent when he began planting soft kisses on both tear-streaked cheeks. 

"You've been all alone, haven't you? Keeping everything to yourself all this time."

He kissed your forehead and it was so tender you wanted to die. 

"My strong, brave girl," he breathed. "I'll take care of you. I'll take care of you. I- I-"

You heard him chuckle as he pressed his forehead to yours, felt it crease on your skin. "I love you."

No. No, no, no . You shook your head and closed your eyes and prayed to anyone who's listening. 

"I love you," he repeated, strongly now, as if he only realized it this time around. 

And then he kissed you. Just a peck. And then he kissed you again, deepening it to probe a wet tongue into your mouth. And the hand sitting lax on your neck felt like a gun to your temple.   

You remained just as you were, like a plaything to do with as he pleased, as you felt calloused fingers creep inside your sweaty shirt.

"Such pretty tits," he grunted as he raised your bra over your breasts to brush your nipples, rolling and pinching and pulling them with his thumbs.

He muffled the noises you made with his own mouth still when he continued fondling you. You soon enough tasted the salt off of his palm when he left your lips to lick and pepper bites on your neck, on the valley and mounds of your breasts, sucking and lapping the stiff peaks until he was satisfied.

You tried counting, one to whatever. And when that did not work, you tried biting your own tongue to rid of the heat you fear would burst in your belly. 

All that went to waste when he reached inside your pants. 

"Not- not there!" you gasped, breaking your silence and wriggling out of his grasp.

He cooed. "You'll feel good. I promise."

After hooking long fingers over the hem of your panties, he briskly parted the hair and lips underneath to pull the thin cotton over the folds, over the throbbing nub trapped in the middle. 

"Your pussy's so wet, sweetheart," he sighed, the tip of his middle finger drawing light circles on your clothed clit. 

It was so lewd and dirty and the fact that your panties were soaked with slick was enough to burn you with shame.

"You like it, hm?" 

Perhaps you whimpered out a meek "no." You couldn't tell anymore, heaving out while he continued to toy with a sore nipple as he rubbed your slippery cunt, preying on your puffed out, swollen clit.  

"Feel what you do to me." He squeezed your wrist and forced your shivering hand on his crotch. "Take out my cock, baby," he whispered, scattering kisses on your neck.

"Tet-Tetsuro…san," you cried. "I can- I can't."

"Yes. Yes, you can ," he said, not halting the ministrations between your legs. "You're a big girl."

As if held by a string, he guided you, wrapped his hand around yours as he— as you stroked him, scorching and thick, up and down, just like that . 

"Good girl. My good little girl," he groaned, parting your panties to the side to tease your dripping hole. 

You wept harder, the inevitable only a few seconds away from you. A single finger, at first. And when he added a second one, you realized you preferred having a hand on your mouth than his lips on yours.

(Because then you wouldn't have to think of an excuse why you're suddenly swirling and brushing your tongue in time with his.) 

For a while there had been nothing but the sound of two wet lips pursing against each other (along with those embarrassing squelching noises). 

He treated you as if you were made of porcelain, your plush walls stroked oh so gently as he circled the sensitive bundle of nerves. Even when he ended the kiss and removed your hand from his cock, spit and pre-cum connecting you to him, he still handled you as if you would break at the drop of a hat.

That's why it snuck up on you, what happened, after he brought his mouth to your ear.

"Don't scream," he whispered. 

Then, he rammed his fingers in your mouth. 

You tasted yourself as he forced you on your back, slamming you down on the dirty table yet still carrying your weight all throughout, never letting go.

The bitter acceptance of it— that what began earlier can only conclude to this , did not prepare you for the feeling when he finally thrust himself into you.

They say it shouldn't hurt at first. If it does then he's doing it wrong. 

You hardly know if it's relief or horror that dawns on you when you realize how he stretched you out so easily, despite his size. Because, by all means, this should be wrong. This is wrong. 

"Gonna ruin you," he panted. "Gonna ruin you and— fuck put you back together myself."

He grinded his cock inside you deep and slow and when he hit that spot you couldn't control yourself from jackknifing so hard he had to hold you down. He does this mercilessly, pace growing more delirious until you're nothing but a choked and sputtering fool around his fingers.

"I won't ever leave you. I’m here," he cooed, stroking your hair and kissing your face as you bawled and shattered in his embrace. "I’m here ."

"So cry all you want."

[sakusa-simp]

unaffectionate + oblivious

request: haikyuu boys who suck at showing affection and a s/o who sucks at picking up on hints

pairings: tsukishima, kenma and kageyama

warning(s): none

a/n: this was super cute and fun to write, so i hope you enjoy :)

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♡︎ KEI TSUKISHIMA ♡︎

the two of you have been dating for around six months,

and since you started dating, the two of you hardly showed any physical affection towards each other

in fact, you could count the number of times you had kissed on two hands

you didn’t mind though,

you knew tsukishima was bad at expressing his positive feelings

and you yourself weren’t the most confident person ever

you found it hard to take the initiative

partly because you were constantly worried that he wouldn’t like it

and partly because you didn’t know what you were doing

so you left things how they were,

the two of you hardly ever touching unless one of you got a little courageous

that is, until tsukishima got tired of being ignored

so, as he was leaving for practice one day, he stopped directly in front of the door, turning around and raising an impatient eyebrow at you

naturally, you were confused

did he forget something? did you forget something?

“uh, do you need something?” you had finally asked after several moments of silence

he rolled his eyes, lifting a finger up and pointing towards his lips

which, only managed to confuse you even more

“um, if you’re trying to ask if there’s food on your mouth, there’s not”

once again, tsukishima rolled his eyes

he must’ve decided then that no matter how many hints he threw your way, you wouldn’t understand

so, with a small blush on his cheeks, he leaned down and gave you a quick peck on the lips,

leaving you flustered and slightly embarrassed

when he pulled away, you were greeted by his equally red face

and, as he finally left for practice,

he threw a quick “let’s do that again sometime,” over his shoulder before closing the door in your face

and, true to his word, the two of you did do it again sometime

many times, actually

♡︎ KENMA KOZUME ♡︎

this man,

honestly, i don’t know how he managed to go so long without your touch

he’s definitely the type of guy who can’t settle for just one hug

you give him one, and you might as well be signing up for a cuddle session

but, you had yet to realize that

because, frankly, you had never hugged him before

even though the two of you had been dating for several months now

the most you had done was hold hands and kiss once or twice

and kenma was ready to change that

so, on one of your date nights (he had made it quite clear that he wanted to stay home and watch a movie)

he put his plan into action

he gave you several blankets, piling them up on your lap before sitting down next to you

there was a bit of space between the two of you, but he was sure that would change

halfway in and you hadn’t gotten any closer

if anything, you were farther away from him than before

and touch-starved kenma decided to throw more hints your way

“y/n”

you turned to face him, humming softly in response

he held out his arms, a subtle indication that you should come closer

however, your dumb self didn’t pick up on the hints, sending him a questioning look instead

he made a gesture with his hands, yet you still had no idea what he was trying to say

he was sure anyone but you would have understood by now

so, he let out a long sigh, finally deciding to make the first move himself

moving closer, he wrapped his arms around you tightly, pulling you to his chest

you were surprised, but quickly returned the hug

it was the softest and warmest hug you’d ever received, and you never wanted it to end

luckily for you, kenma was the one you were hugging

which meant that this hug could last an eternity if that’s what he wanted

and so, for the rest of the night the two of you cuddled on the couch, wrapped in blankets and watching horrible movies

it was probably one of the best nights of your life

♡︎ TOBIO KAGEYAMA ♡︎

you and kageyama were both new to relationships

neither of you had ever dated anyone before, so you were both a little inexperienced

and because of that, neither of you knew how to make the first move

at this point, your relationship now was no different than it had been when you were only friends

sure, you wanted to change it,

but not until he was comfortable with it

of course, he was thinking the same thing

but, frankly, kageyama couldn’t wait as long as you could,

so, while the two of you were out and about one day, he decided it was time to shoot his shot

except, he wasn’t going to be the one to make the first move

he figured it was best to let you do so after picking up on his hints

so, when you made a move to stand up from your chair at the cafe you were at, he intervened, holding his hand out for you to take

you sent him a grateful smile, letting him pull you up

but, the second you were on both feet, you let go of his hand

which wasn’t part of kageyama’s plan

he decided that his backup plan would have to do for now,

so, as you were walking down the street, he subtly brushed his hand against yours

but if you felt it, you made no move to take his in your own

he realized then he might have to be a bit more direct, so after a moment of hesitation, he spoke up

“y/n”

you glanced over at him, raising a questioning eyebrow

“yes, tobio?”

his eyes flickered down to the hand he was holding out to you, and your eyes followed suit

you stopped, staring down at it in confusion

tilting your head back up to meet your boyfriends eyes, you sent him a confused look

“do you...want a high five?” you asked after a moment, still unsure of what he was asking for

he shook his head in response, gesturing back down to his hand

you stared down at it, completely and utterly confused

you had no idea what he was trying to tell you, or what he was trying to convey

and he wasn’t really helping you out much

finally, he seemed to pick up on the fact that you wouldn’t understand unless he explained it,

so he reached out, grabbing your hand in his and dragged you down the street

it dawned on you then, and a happy smile covered your face

you could see the small smile on kageyama’s face, as well as the slight blush on his cheeks

you let out a content sigh, deciding then and there you would try your best to be more comfortable around him

© sakusa-simp