#only slightly embarassing when someone knocks oops

[biologically-confused]

good news: I went for an easy run and the sky was beautiful & my flatmate offered leftover homemade pea pesto the spice up my leftovers

bad news: I’ve been feeling just a little off - either I’m getting a cold or something else is going on in my body

[volleychumps]

Hi hi hi! I just recently came across your blog and I’m loving it!!! Maybe an Akaashi, Bokuto, Kuroo, and Kageyama scenario where their S/O is a cheerleader and gets jealous when their team can’t take their eyes off them maybe?

Thank you for the request!! Oh, and btw you guys, I’m trying to do my requests in the order I get them and I usually have enough energy to do maybe one a day, two at most:(

Also, I switched up the character selection a bit so we could get more of the teams! Hope that’s okay!

Jealous Boys with a S/O who’s a cheerleader (w/ Akaashi, Kuroo, Kageyama, and Iwaizumi) 

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Akaashi

“You’re cheering for us today?” 

“Yep! It’s my first time at one of your matches, I’m so excited!” You grin at your boyfriend, shaking your pom poms brightly as Akaashi bites back a smile, allowing you to plant a kiss on his cheek lovingly before moving to run back to your girls. 

“Good luck!” 

“You too.” 

“Y/N, you have to take your jacket off!” 

“Oh shoot, yeah oops.”

Akaashi stalls, glancing back as he heard that conversation. His eyes widen when you unzip your team jacket, revealing your cheer uniform. Your uniform hugged your breasts appreciatively, and it wasn’t good that he found it hard to breathe when he saw the length of your skirt. 

Who? Just who makes skirts that short? He thinks irritably before you suddenly turn to him to catch him staring. He gulps when you wink flirtatiously, blushing when your friends seem to make a comment about him to you as you wave them off, making a motion like yeah, that’s my boyfriend. 

Akaashi shakes his head. Cheer is what you do, who was he to make a comment at the...choice of attire? 

Clearing his head, he jogs back to his team, ready to warm up to play his best in front of you until he hears Konoha whistle appreciatively along with Komi, obviously eyeing up the cheerleaders. 

Akaashi blinks. It was fine, right? There were like, eight of you, they wouldn’t single-

“Bro, that (H/C) one though? Damn, she’s something else.” Komi blushes as Bokuto suddenly sweat drops.

“Thank god for mini skirts, looks like we’ll have a pretty nice view for when we play.” 

“Konoha, you’re such a perv.” 

“Sarukui, you just don’t know the ways of the cheerleader, observe the (h/c) one for instance, see her thighs? I would kill-” 

“Uh Konoha, I think you should stop-” 

“What, Bokuto? Aren’t you the one who’s into this kinda stuff too?” 

“No, but I am.” 

The whole team pause, glancing over at the quiet setter who had his brows furrowed in an obvious expression of distaste, blue-green eyes seeming to blaze directly into his teammates as Konoha quirks an eyebrow playfully, drawing up to the setter before Bokuto could stop him. 

“Huh? You too Akaashi? Which one’s the cutest to you, huh? Tell us~” 

Bokuto palms his face at the situation Konoha was digging himself in, deciding it was a lost cause before Akaashi scoffs, his lips pulling up in a slight snarl as he pretends to think. 

“Hm. That’s a tough one.” 

The Fukurodani team all exchange inquisitive looks with one another when Akaashi’s feet suddenly bring him to your position in front of the stands, bouncing up and down with your other cheer friends. Your eyes brighten when they see Akaashi, breaking out of the practice formation to jog up to him. 

“What’s up, love? Don’t you play soon?”  Akaashi puts both hands on the sides of your face and tilts your jaw upwards, his lips falling gently on yours before moving at a pace that was strangely possessive as your cheeks begin to burn. You knock on his chest with your fist as Akaashi kisses you harder, only letting you go when your breaths turn unsteady. 

 He had done that. In front of both your teams. 

Your boyfriend pulls back, blue-green eyes seeming to blaze as he swipes his thumb at the lipstick stain he had left, ensuring it was off before nodding once to you and beginning to walk away. 

“A-Akaashi-you-what-why-” 

“That one on the cheek earlier wasn’t enough luck.” Akaashi shrugs to you as he walks back to his gaping team, clasping Konoha on the shoulder as he swipes at the slight amount of lipstick on the corner of his mouth. 

“I don’t know, I think that one’s pretty cute.” 

“Akaashi, I didn’t know-” 

“Well, it’s a good thing you do now.” 

The Fukurodani team all shiver once in unison. Akaashi, the usual calmest member on the team, seemed the most dangerous when pissed off. 

Kuroo

“Good luck today, kitten. Try to cheer for me only, okay?” 

“You’re the one doing the hard stuff.” You grin up at your boyfriend as Kuroo smirks down at you, leaning to press a quick kiss on your forehead lovingly before pinching one of your cheeks, causing you to pout. 

“You’re really pretty, you know that?”

“Go! You start soon, dummy!” You blush, pushing your boyfriend forcefully away when his team enters the gym, running away from your boyfriend’s smirking figure in slight embarassment that his team almost caught the two of you like that. 

Kuroo strides up to his team, hands clasped around his neck before taking a seat on the bench as Kai and Yaku begin to go through the plays, not noticing the way Lev and Inuoka both shared small gasps. 

“Whoaaa, so we actually do have cheerleaders?” 

“H-How am I supposed to focus?” 

“Lev, just focus on the game.” 

“That (H/C) one is the prettiest!” 

Kuroo quirks an eyebrow, diverting his gaze. That caught his attention. 

“Uh, Lev, I wouldn’t-” 

Kuroo covers Kenma’s mouth, a sly grin making its’ way onto his face as Yaku and Kai both exchange looks knowingly. Before either of the third years can stop their team captain-

“Oh? What’s so pretty about her?” 

“S-She’s on par with Karasuno’s manager.” Yamamoto stutters slightly as Kenma shoves off Kuroo’s hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. “Someone like that goes to our school?” 

“Ne, Inuoka, do you think if I play good enough she’ll notice me?” 

“It wouldn’t hurt to try, Lev!” 

“Yep, it wouldn’t hurt to try.” Kuroo’s tone seemed to turn slightly sardonic, his grin never leaving his face as Kenma rolls his eyes, turning away from the situation to pull his phone out and shoot a quick text. 

Y/N-san, please come over here before Kuroo kills one of my teammates.

Huh?

Just please come. 

You blink, making sure to note how much time you had left before you had to be in formation before beginning to walk over to where Kenma was, noticing that your boyfriend had his chin resting in his hand, his signature smirk resting on his lips as he listened to whatever his teammate was saying. 

“Shoot! Shoot, I think she caught me staring!” Lev looks down quickly after seeing your approaching figure, pom poms hanging loosely by your side as Inuoka clasps his shoulder. 

“Lev, you should talk to her!” 

“Yeah, Lev.” Kuroo grins as you come closer, Kenma sweatdropping at the fact that him asking you to come over wouldn’t bring understanding. “You should talk to her.” 

“Uh, Kuroo?” You tap your boyfriend’s shoulder nervously, trying not to make direct eye contact with any of the staring team. You shift uncomfortably as your boyfriend glances up at you, eyes playful yet kind of annoyed. 

In the next moment, Kuroo had pulled you into his lap, leaving his teamates (The ones that didn’t know already) with their jaws agape you yelp and try to break free. 

“Babe, I came over here because Kenma said you might kill someone!” 

“It’s a good thing he did.” Kuroo nuzzles his face into your neck, opening one eye posessively as the first and second years begin to stutter out apologies. His hands trace over your bare thighs as you flush, hiding your face with both hands. 

“Everyone, meet (Y/N). My totally pretty cheerleader girlfriend who just so happens to be on par with Karasuno’s manager.” 

“Knock it off.” You force yourself out of his hold as Kuroo pulls you back down to kiss your forehead quickly, putting the cherry on top of the situation before you dash back to your own team in embarrassment. 

“Kuroo-senpai, I-” 

“It’s alright, Lev!” Kuroo smiles a little too nicely at the first year’s stuttered apology. 

“Just make every single receive and we’ll call it even.” 

“W-what if I don’t?” 

“You better hope you do.” 

Kageyama

“Look, I won’t embarass you, so just focus on your setting, okay?” You smile up in reassurance at Kageyama’s blushing figure, his blue eyes struggling to stay on your face because of your cheer uniform. He thought you looked amazing of course, but- 

“T-this is just the first time you’ve been at one of my matches-” 

“And I’m sure you’ll do great. So don’t overthink it, alright?” 

Kageyama’s eyes lock with yours before he nods once, turning around in a stiff posture away from your giggling self at how cute your boyfriend was. The dark haired boy jogs back to his team, all of whom had hardly realized the quiet setter’s disappearance. 

“Where’d you go, Kageyama?” 

“None of your business, boke.” 

“The cheerleaders are here to cheer for us! Noya-san, which lucky one shall we make fall today?” 

“You haven’t made any of them fall-” 

“That’s what you think, Suga-san.”

“Have you...ever seen her go to our school before?” Noya stares in awe, pointing directly at you shamelessly as Tanaka rests his elbow on Noya’s head for support, the same expression on his features as you giggle and jump with the rest of your team-

skirt flying high and all. 

Kageyama doesn’t look up, sipping from his water bottle as the comedic duo nearby him ogle the cheerleaders, noting it was just their nature before- 

“I think her name’s (Y/N)? She’s a first year.” 

“Are first years allowed to look that cute?” 

Kageyama’s grip on his water bottle tightens as Daichi gives them his signature stern glare, pushing the two towards the center of the gym. 

“If you have time to drool, you have time to warm up.” 

“W-wait, just let us try to talk to her-!” 

“Oi, Kageyama, we’re about to start, where are you going?” 

The blue-eyed boy had abandoned the clenched water bottle on the bench behind him, walking up to your giggling form with the most confidence he had ever mustered. 

“Kageyama!” You smile brightly, waving your friends to keep practicing without you before slow jogging up to your boyfriend. “Did you need some-?” 

The expression in the usually awkward’s boy was foreign to you as he spins you around by the shoulders so your back is facing him, pulling your hair out of your tight ponytail. You blink as his fingers run through your hair, gathering it all up to put it up again.

“What-?” 

“I didn’t mention it earlier, but it’s messy.” 

“I could’ve-!” 

“It’s fine.” Kageyama cuts you off, slipping your hair through the tie perfectly as you touch your hair for good measure, turning your head to smile sweetly in thanks. 

“This is new. But I like it. I like it a lot.” You say a bit shyly, looking down at your pom poms before Kageyama suddenly embraces you from behind, hugging your back into his chest as you flush at the strange affection he rarely showed. It only lasted a mere few seconds, and you laugh at how red his cheeks had turned, not being able to resist placing a kiss on the side of his jaw. 

What you didn’t know, was that you were just adding on to the show that Kageyama was putting on for his team, staking his claim. As you waved him off, cheeks pinkened from the foreign actions, you then notice the slacked jaws of the Karasuno team. Hesitantly, you offer an awkward wave as most of them awkwardly wave back. 

“Kageyama, you could’ve just said that she was-” 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” 

Iwaizumi

“Since when do the cheerleaders come to the volleyball games?” 

“Since today, apparently.” You cheekily grin at your ace boyfriend, Iwaizumi rolling his eyes in turn as you pout. “What, are you not happy I’m here?” 

“No...I just don’t want to get um, distracted.” 

You blink, glancing down at your cheer attire before smirking slightly. “Oh? And what would get you distracted?” 

“Cheeky brat.” Iwaizumi mumbles in slight irritation, ears reddened as he pinches your cheek, causing you to whine. “The other fools in the stands might look at you.” 

“Wow, babe. I’m suddenly glad you don’t come to watch me cheer.” 

“What-?”

“Nothing!” You chirp, pulling Iwaizumi’s collar down to meet your lips quickly as you take off running before he can scold you, leaving the third-year a blushing mess at the hands of a first-year. Scowling, he turns back as his team joins him in the gym, pumped for the next set. 

“Oho, is the reason I think you went before us the correct one?” Oikawa’s smirk is infuriating and knowing, Iwa shoving him in his shoulder with his own. 

“Shut it, you piece of trash.” Iwa warns, beginning to stretch his legs before he pauses, seeing you take off your jacket from across the court along with your other teammates, feeling his breathing hitch. 

Damn did you look good in uniform. 

Apparently, he wasn’t the only one who thought that. Oikawa’s low whistle from next to him was enough for Iwa to “accidentally” throw his water bottle over his shoulder, feeling satisfied with the sound of pain that came from his best friend. 

“Hah, I’m so nervous...” 

“Is it because of the cheerleaders, Kindaichi?” Kunimi sighs, wrapping his fingers as Kindaichi scratches the back of his neck, cheeks flushed.

“W-well, yeah...plus (Y/N) from our class is part of it.” 

Iwaizumi stalls. 

“Yeah. I get it. It’s totally different seeing her in uniform.” Kunimi shrugs, not looking up from his taped fingers. Iwa feels an emotion he can’t describe rise in his chest, the breaths through his nose starting to become ones to control his breathing. 

“Whoaaa, lemme see!” Yahaba pushes Watari’s head down, smirking slightly as his eyes trace shamelessly over your exposed skin from a distance. “She’s a first year? Damn Kindaichi, have you made your move yet?” 

“W-WHat? I don’t like her, I heard she’s dating a senior! It’s just new seeing her so...” 

“Exposed?” Kunimi offers, still not noticing the amused team captain and deadly aura their ace was giving off as Kindaichi nods brightly to his friend.

“Yeah! That.” 

Hanamaki and Mattsun both take careful steps in front of the first years, being sure that they’re blocking the view from the now pissed-off ace. 

“Now, Now Iwa...” 

“We need them for when we leave, please don’t hurt them.” 

“Uh...senpai? Why-?” 

The humorless chuckle that slips Iwa’s lips is able to silence the whole team, sending shivers down the underclassmen’s backs as Kyotani watches on, indifferent.  

“You wanted to know why, right Yahaba?” 

“U-um..yes?” The last part comes out as a squeak as Iwa’s suddenly lifting himself out of stretching position and walking up to you, fire on his heels. You yelp when Iwaizumi’s strong grip clasps on your forearm, careful not to hurt you but still being a tad forceful about it as he pulls you away from your now confused team. 

“Iwa?” You blink as Iwa jerks his jacket off his body in hasty movements, dark eyes brimmed with a possessive kind of feeling as he wraps it around your upper body, not even letting your arms through the holes as the sleeves hang loosely at your side. 

As he’s zipping it up, his dark eyes are stare into yours with an intensity that made you gulp.  “I’m suddenly glad I’ve never come to see you cheer.” He grits out, fingers lifting your chin upwards so he could capture your lips aggressively, leaving your breathing unsteady when he pulls back, a bit of your lipstick on the corner of his mouth as he smirks slightly at your dazed features. 

“Good. Now they know.” 

You blink, still in a daze as you adjust Iwa’s jacket so that you could wear it with the sleeves, turning back to your shocked team with widened eyes. To your dismay, they were all giggling and motioning you back into the circle to tell them what had just occurred, your friends already fixing your lipstick for you as you try to hide your face in embarrassment. 

Oikawa’s amused grin for once, doesn’t piss off the ace as Iwa goes back to stretching as if nothing had happened. “Iwa, you’ve got a little something-” 

“Leave it.” Iwa doesn’t look up from his legs, his tone taking on a chilling one as he taps the lipstick mark on the corner of his lips once. The underclassmen all share a shiver as Iwa lifts his head, dark eyes spinning with triumphant rage as Hanamaki and Mattsun sigh. 

“Just in case they forget.” 

[despressolattes]

AFTERMATH | CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE | LEGACIES

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"Did Emma slip everyone fucking happy pills?" wondered Lilah to herself, noticing almost everyone acting kind of loopy. She was sitting with Hope as her cousin mixed up the spell the teacher wrote on the board, "HEALING WITH MAGIC," the instructions for a "Quick healing gel" following.

Rafael walked in slowly, feeling awkward and a little out of place, his hand on the one strap of his backpack that was actually on his back. He took a seat with Lilah and Hope.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," she smiled. "Thanks for coming to help my cousin."

Rafael showed up on Lilah's request: a note in his pocket asking him to come to the classroom she was inside of. With the Saltzman twins acting weird and Hope not wanting to ask Landon since he wouldn't heal on his own, Rafael was really the only person Lilah talked to.

MG and Kaleb had crossed her mind, but she hadn't gotten that close to them. She herself couldn't be the one Hope performed the healing spell on since she healed a lot faster than everyone else.

"Anything to avoid the wolves talking about that stupid talent show," he replied.

All three of them laughed, Hope's sounding more forced than the other two.

"Apparently, deciding what we do is a alpha thing," he explained.

The teacher started talking, saying, "Once you have your gel mixed, make a shallow cut on your volunteer."

"Do you trust me?" Hope asked, looking up from her mixture at Rafael.

He looked at Lilah, then to her, his voice cracking as he nervously said, "Kind of."

"Well, if this does work, Lilah will just kiss you better," Hope said, before quickly bringing her hand to her mouth to cover it. "Oops, that was my inside voice."

That was a Lizzie thing to say... Lilah thought, wondering what the actual hell was going on with her cousin.

"So, what're you gonna do?" Hope asked as she started to place the gel onto the cut she placed right below Rafael's face.

"Huh?" he asked nervously.

"About the talent show?" Hope asked.

"Oh, um, one of the wolves said he was gonna teach me, to-to juggle."

"Juggle?" snorted Lilah.

"Come on, you should do something bold, spontaneous, totally unexpected."

The cut on Rafael's face closed itself, and the teacher congratulated Hope on her good work. Rafael touched his face, and Lilah reached over, grabbing his chin to have him face her so she could get a look himself. His lips were slightly open, watching her intently while she inspected his face.

"See?" Hope said. "Okay, you two, sorry to bolt, but I gotta go figure out what Landon and I are good at together. Besides making out."

"Baaaarrrfff," Lilah said dramatically.

Hope got up to leave, leaving her cousin and the werewolf in the classroom together.

"Something is seriously wrong," Lilah told Rafael. "And I have no idea what because the magical pony is still in it's trap with Dorian."

—

Whatever happened at the talent show, Lilah missed it. Whatever it was that Rafael had said, she wasn't there to hear it. But he said something, and because everyone was acting to loopy to remember and Landon sure as hell wasn't going to tell her, the chances were that she was never never going to hear it.

"Raf, Raf wait up!" Landon said, running after his best friend. "Raf... something you wanna talk about?"

Rafael stopped walking and said, "You know I had that thing in my ear, making me say weird things. I don't even know what I said."

"You were saying some pretty weird things about someone that's pretty much off limits," Landon said. "She's my girlfriend's cousin, but not only that, there's a lot of hurt in Lilah right now. You... you know that right? And Roman can walk through that door any day, and I'm betting they'd be together again. I don't want you to get hurt. I don't want to see her break anymore than she already has, either."

"Like I said, I have no clue what I said, so if I said something about Lilah that I shouldn't have, don't worry about it," Rafael told him, trying to shrug it off.

What Lilah did see was what looked like an intense conversation between the brothers, watching as they did a bro-handshake and went their separate ways, a gloomy look on Rafael's face as he told Landon they were fine. He left out of the room, and Lilah went to follow him.

He stood right outside of the entrance to the library, pressed against the wall looking sad while people passed by.

Lilah was off limits, he was trying to tell himself. She's got a lot of hurt in her right now...

"Rafael?"

His head snapped in the direction of her voice, seeing her standing there. Her face showed the concern her voice was dripping with.

"I'm okay, Lilah," he said, starting to walk through the corridor but he heard her footsteps speed up and arms wrapped around him from behind. He stopped walking, feeling the girl's arms wrap around him as she pressed herself to his face, her cheek near the bottom of his shoulder blade.

"I don't know what's going on, but I'm here," she said, not letting either of them move. His hands went to her arms, holding them. "In a matter of months, a lot of things happened with me. And I'm glad I can always count on you. So... just know you can count of me, too."

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With the commotion that was the unicorn, the urn went missing, and Alaric was frantic because he was sure he had something to do with it. Trying to find it wasn't easy.

"You asked Kaleb to go to Maple Hollows with you guys? Why?" Lilah asked, looking at Alaric with a confused look as she sat on her bed, watching her cousin pack.

"He didn't go home for spring break, and I'm not too sure if I can trust him with MG," he said, leaning against the doorframe. "And since you didn't want to come with us or go to New Orleans to see Freya, are you sure you don't want to go see your mom?"

"I'm positive. Now back track, what else did I freaking miss? What about him and MG?" she asked.

"Lots," Alaric chuckled. "You stay safe and out of trouble. Hope, I'll see you downstairs."

Alaric smiled at the Mikaelson girls before leaving.

"Why aren't you coming with, anyways?" Hope asked, folding the clothes she picked out for the the Saltzman Spring Break trip to Maple Hollows, which turned into a monster hunting trip, Dorian, Emma, and MG all tagging along, too.

"Someone has to hold down the fort with all the adults I trust gone," Lilah chuckled. "I'm cool off of leaving the monster chasing to you. Just... no killing the Saltzman twins, alright?"

"Are you sure you don't want to go home to see Freya?" she asked.

"If I do, I can always just leave," Lilah replied. "I'll be fine. I have Rafael, Landon, I can go and actually talk to MG more. I feel like he and I haven't even talked since Landon and Raf first got here, and he used to be one of my best friends. I was today years old when I found out there was drama between him and Kaleb. I feel like I'm missing out on everyone's lives too much already."

"Okay, you watch our boys, I'll watch the girls," Hope said, turning around to hug her cousin. "I'll see you in a week. Gotta go fix my mistakes since I thought a unicorn was cute."

Lilah laughed, plopping back down onto her bed as her cousin left through the door with her luggage.

"Bring snacks!" Lilah yelled behind her. "Try to win the Saltz twins over with food!"

—

"Okay, boys, I need Rafael to pack up!" Lilah announced, walking straight into Rafael and Landon's room, without knocking.

When she realized Landon was not in the room and Rafael was changing, she also realized she probably should have knocked.

"Oh, God, I am so sorry," she said, flushing a bright red as she turned around quickly.

Rafael frantically tried to get his pants on, but was struggling now that he was flustered.

"What is happening here?" Landon asked, walking towards his bedroom to see his girlfriend's cousin standing there red while his foster brother was pantless.

"I entered without knocking," Lilah said, still embarassed. She cleared her throat as Rafael said she could turn around, Landon walking past her into her room. She turned on her heels, clapping her hands together and pointing at Rafael. "Yes, as I said. Pack."

"For what...?" Landon trailed off.

"Damon and Elena Salvatore, yes I said Salvatore, as in the Salvatore school, anyways, they want to go on a little romantic date, and want me to watch their kids for a few days," Lilah said. "And I was wondering if Raf wanted to come with me."

"I'll come," Landon said.

"Really bro, you and kids?" Rafael asked his foster brother with disbelief.

"Hey, I'm not the one with known anger issues here. I think I can babysit some children," joked Landon.

Rafael picked up one of his pillows and threw it at Landon.

"Doesn't matter, the more the merrier," Lilah said. "Both of you back for like three days. Thanks!"

She hurried away, glad she got some extra help. Stefanie was eight and easy to take care of, but Lexi, their youngest, was a peculiar two year old that only ever wanted Elena or Damon, and never Lilah or Hope when they babysat.

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CHARACTER FILES

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

And since we never know what Landon and Rafael were doing that spring break when Kaleb, Hope, Alaric, Emma, Dorian, and the twins went out of town and got quarantined by Malivore, Imma just have them go with Lilah to babysit the Salvatore children. I have no idea Stefanie's age in the show, and I also made Lexi up, named after Stefan's wonderful bestie.