#poor Asahi

[morinomukou]

That One Day Where Daichi is Being Clingy

Suga : *talking with Asahi*

Daichi : Suga

Suga : Wait Daichi, Asahi! You have to do it like this!!

Daichi : *pouting, goes to another room*

Daichi : *comes back with a plushie and give it to Asahi*

Suga & Asahi : ...?

Daichi : you Asahi, go talk with the plushie

Suga : OH MY DAICHI I'M SO SORRY

[karlyboyyy]

They just saw kagehina smooch on national television

[haikyuu-moments]

the way they both said "sorry" 😭😭

you're not helping boys 😭😭

[conspirartist]

Hey folks yall remember that Haikyuu fic I wrote? Well, now I made a lil art for it!

So if hurt/comfort with healthy helpings of angst and lots of crying is your cup of tea consider giving it a read!

[arisactualartblog]

Also a lil something I did, because volley kids got me in a chokehold: so enjoy some puppy (crowlings?) pile content! Gotta love the separation anxiety trio having some well deserved rest... Probably will make the rest of Karasuno eventually, maybe make them into stickers, who knows?

[eleanorenchanted]

I thought everyone would end up leaving me.

[sinkat-arts]

Daisuga WIP (Thursday) Wednesday

So, I decided at to start doing WIP Wednesday. I'm actively working on a long fic that won't be posted for... forever, and it might help me stay motivated if I can post little bits here and there? Anyway, I decided that at, like, 1 AM Pacific Time last night, so... very late. Which is why I'm posting this today. This is actually a part that I've scrapped from the larger fic, but I like it well enough to want to maybe do something else with.

For context, this is after the Interhigh Tournament, which was in June. Since Suga's birthday is also in June, I decided to combine the two. And since it's in Suga's POV, I use Koushi? I honestly don't know how he'd refer to himself in his head;;;; I also juggled the timeline and events of the day after Interhigh around a little bit, which is partially why I scrapped this.

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13 June 2012

Suga

It should have been a day like any other. Just a Wednesday. There were many like it before and there would be many like it after. But this particular Wednesday was maybe a little different. This one was… well, it was a mixed fucking bag so far. 

“I can’t even be happy on my birthday,” Koushi groused aloud. He picked halfheartedly at his packed bento, but even though his mom had made sure it was full of his favorite things, he just didn’t have much of an appetite today. “Thanks, Seijoh, just what I wanted. A big fat L for my birthday.” 

Asahi took a sip of his juice. His giant paw of a hand dwarfed the box, making it look like a prop from a kid’s toy kitchen set. He gave a solemn nod in agreement, the picture of serious contemplation with the straw of a baby juice box still stuck in his mouth. Koushi couldn’t hold the giggle that bubbled up despite the dour mood.  

“What?” Asahi asked, snapping into attention in a mild panic, “Something on my face?” 

“You’re adorable,” Koushi answered, grinning and reaching over to pat his head, “You just make sure you finish your juice box like a good boy, ‘kay?”

Asahi didn’t miss that he was being teased. “Oh, ha ha,” he grumbled, running his empty hand over his hair to make sure none of it had escaped the tie holding it back, “You’re never too old for a juice box… and anyway, you’re the old man here, not me.” 

“By, like, 6 months,” Koushi returned, but his attention had strayed away from his friend. His eyes scanned the courtyard, seeking. Koushi sucked his teeth in frustration - he hadn’t found his target. Again. “Are you sure…” he began.

“I’m sure,” Asahi cut in, doing a decent job of masking exasperation, but Koushi caught it all the same. The exasperation was well-deserved, though, so he let it slide. It wasn’t that Asahi predicted what he was going to say because he was psychic… he’d just been asked the question already. Twice in the course of 20 minutes. “I saw him this morning, but not since.” 

“Lunch is halfway over,” Koushi said, pushing a piece of fried chicken around. “We could at least eat lunch together for my birthday… Do you think he forgot?” 

Asahi raised his head, face inscrutable for a few seconds. Most of the time, the guy was an open book, he had all the guile of a puppy… but every now and then he had these moments. Moments where Koushi felt like Asahi knew something and was holding back. 

“No,” he said, taking the last, loud draw of juice from the container before setting it down neatly on the table in front of him, “He wouldn’t forget. Something must have held him up… maybe a teacher grabbed him.” 

“You think?”

“Maybe?” Asahi said with a shrug that was somehow sympathetic rather than dismissive, “We could go look for him.” 

It could have been the shitty mood after losing yesterday - which was surprisingly devastating, considering how often the third years had experienced loss since coming to Karasuno - but something really wasn’t sitting right. He didn’t like the fact that he himself hadn’t laid eyes on Daichi all day, he didn’t like the look Asahi gave him, he didn’t like that he was at their table and Daichi wasn’t. He’d expected today to be kind of off, but it was too far off. Something had to be going on. 

“Nah,” Koushi said and started pulling his bento back together, “I’ll go… you, uh… you hold the fort down in case he does come. Text me?” 

Asahi nodded, but that weird look was back on his face. He wished he knew what it meant, but if he wanted to find Daichi and (gently) reprimand him for skipping out on lunch, he couldn’t press. He finished packing back up and turned away, walking at a pace that he hoped hid the fact that he was getting just the tiniest bit scared of what might be going on. 

It’s nothing. Probably just what Asahi said… a teacher asked him to help with something. And Daichi can’t not help someone. The guy’s hopeless. 

Still, his feet carried him faster and faster as he got closer to the nearest entrance to the school. There were a few places Daichi might be, assuming a teacher hadn’t sequestered him somewhere, so he turned himself towards what he thought the most likely spot would be and made his way to the gym.

At first glance, the place was empty, but that wasn’t cause for worry yet. He wouldn’t be on the court, not if there was something wrong, so Koushi made a straight line to the storage room. Closed, but unlocked… someone was in there. As silently as he could, he turned the knob until he felt the weight of the door swing free of the catch, and moved inside with a few soft steps. Ah, and there he was. Leaning against one of the ball caddies, shoulders slumped over and head in hand, Daichi was facing away from the one window that was the sole light source for the room. It was hard to make out his face, bathed in shadow as it was, but it was clear he was… lost. In thought, in his head, he was somewhere far enough away that he hadn’t noticed Koushi’s approach. 

Koushi took a step forward and stopped at the sound of a sniffle. His heart dropped a little as he realized that those slumped shoulders were shaking a little. Even more when he realized Daichi wasn’t holding his head to support it, he was clutching one hand over his mouthing, desperately pressing against it and trying to keep everything in.

Part of him wanted to leave. Slip back out the door unseen. This was something private, something vulnerable. It wasn’t meant for anyone’s eyes, and if Daichi knew he’d seen… would that be a betrayal of some kind?

But that wasn’t all. Part of him wanted to leave because he was scared. Not just of how Daichi would react when he finally noticed him, but of himself. He was terrified of what he wanted to do in this moment. Rush forward, collect Daichi in his arms, find out what hurt and make it go away. How, though? What should he do? What could he possibly do that would help… and still keep him on that highwire he’d been walking ever since they were idiot first years and Daichi had smiled at him like that with his warm brown eyes and the sun in his stupidly handsome face. 

What he wanted, what his instincts said to do, was too much. But his friend - his best friend - was hurting right in front of him, and whatever nonsense his heart was trying to pull right now, Daichi needed… something. It was, Koushi figured, in his job description to at least offer. Daichi could make the choice himself to tell him to leave or let him stay.

[oliveraiku]

Man, the Naruhaya episode really took me back, to when he finally got a real taste of Isagi’s prowess, and him being a genius of adaptability.

[kinosternon]

since it's floating around the Internet and I can get screenshots now

cannot stress enough how DEEPLY funny it is to me that in FS2, Hiyori encapsulates my strongest feelings about RinHaru within about 2 seconds in the middle of a montage sequence

(spoilers beneath the cut, obviously)

[Image ID: A screenshot from Free! The Final Stroke -second part-. Haruka and Rin are arguing while standing beside a swimming pool in their sports jerseys. Rin, a college student with dark red hair, is throwing out his hand in a dramatic gesture and shouting. Haruka, a dark-haired young man, is staring at him stonily. / End ID]

[Image ID: The angle of the same room changes, with the tops of Rin's and Haruka's barely appearing in the foreground. In the background, Makoto, a light-brown-haired college student, walks by with something (floaties?) in his hands and eyes closed. Watching Rin and Haruka are two other boys, Asahi and Hiyori. Asahi, another athlete with bright red hair, is watching them with a hand on his hip and a wry, amused expression. Next to him, Hiyori, a young man with light brown hair and rectangular glasses, is wincing intensely with his hands held in front of him. / End ID]

[Image ID: Makoto is continuing to walk by, but is now glancing in the direction of Rin and Haruka with his mouth slightly open. He might look worried, but it's hard to tell at this distance. Asahi is now grinning with his eyes closed. Hiyori's eyes are open, and he's watching the two with a worried expression, mouth open and hands beginning to stretch out like he wants to intervene but isn't sure how. / End ID]

[astralflows]

weird out of context screenshots i have taken the past few days ft. @oblivionlegacy and asahi

[linagram]

If we’re doing questions, I have one for everybody: what’s one thing you’d like to do when/if you get out of here? (This applies to the guards too, if we can ask them questions.)

this is such an interesting question, thank you for sending it!

Akio: I hope- um, I know that I will definitely get out of here, but.. I'm actually not so sure what I want to do when that happens. No, actually, how would it even be possible for me to go back to normal life? Of course, I want to go back to school, I want to continue getting good grades and being loved by everyone, but.. Even though he's not here anymore, it wouldn't be possible for me to just go back to that school and hope that everything will be fine. They already know what happened anyway. Maybe I'll convince my parents to let me go to a different school, I think they would be okay with that. But before that.. Maybe I'll try to reconcile with one person.

Aimi: .. Haha, that's such a silly question. I can't just go back to my normal life after what I've done. How can I go back to school and pretend like everything is okay? And my family.. They won't be happy when they hear about my crime. I don't know if they will forgive me.. No, no, they are very good people, trust me! They love me a lot and I love them too! It's just.. never mind. So, the first thing that I'd do if I manage to get out.. I miss my dogs. I want to play with them like I did before I ended up here.

Shun: To be honest, I don't really want to leave?.. This place isn't that bad. I finally get the attention that I've always wanted, isn't that wonderful? I don't want to go back to that apartment, I don't want to go back to my boring job, I don't want to see my parents who will just say how much of a burden I am again.. But if I had no choice and I would be forced to go back to the outside world, I think I would.. I just remembered how messy my room was. I really have to clean it, don't I..

Naomi: I think I would just move to a different town. I wouldn't be able to stay there after everything I've done. I love my students, I really do, but going back to that school would be too painful. Maybe I'll be able to start a new life, but I know I will never forget about my crime. Also I would never talk to my parents after that. I would ignore their phone calls, I would ignore their messages, I wouldn't tell them where I am. My siblings?.. Maybe I would talk to them, but I'm not sure if I can trust them.

Kei: I would just keep living like I did before arriving here, that's it. I miss the one who inspired me too much and I want to go and see him as soon as I can. I hope he's not feeling too lonely without me.. Hm? You think he already escaped? Haha, now, maybe I did kidnap him, but he stayed with me because he was okay with that. He was too sick and tired of everything, so I basically saved him. Uh, what do I want to do when I see him? You really want to know all the details?.. I'm just joking around, don't look at me like that. I want to take another photo of him, of course. But I think I would want this photo to be a bit different from my other works. It would be nice to see him smile and take a picture of it when I come back.

Eiko: I'd just go back to my normal life. I have a lot to do, I want to graduate, I want to keep working as a model, who knows, maybe I'll become popular.. No, I don't care about my crime at all. That guy was pathetic, no one would miss him anyway. Well, maybe except his friends.. Hm, maybe I should kill his friends next.. Just kidding. They do deserve it though.

Asahi: .. Me and my mom will try to figure it out. That's all I can say right now. But I will get out of here. I know I will.

Yurika: It would be nice to see her again, but I don't think she would be proud of me for getting caught. Also, I have a question: if I kill someone again, does it mean that I'll be sent back to this place? Because if so.. oh no, I'll become useless to her.. Ah, I also have to watch everything on my list when I come back. Sure, maybe I can watch some anime here too, I don't know how this place works, but doing it in prison is just.. weird.

Riku: I don't know about other high schoolers, but for me, I'd have no problem with moving on and living like nothing happened. Listen, that guy's death was so predictable that when he died, everyone just went "Yeah, I should've seen that coming". Other students didn't care and they just felt sorry for me, meanwhile the adults were like "Oh no, how horrible, we will just use his death to show how bad bullying is and we will talk about it for like a week and then ignore the kids who are getting bullied and need our help".. Maybe I also should start acting like my real self more. Maybe people wouldn't judge me for that.

Reina: .. Haha, who knows, maybe I'll get a redemption arc or something. Yeah, maybe I'll just come back to my family and say how sorry I am while crying. And then I'll continue committing crimes while they think that I'm done with all that stuff!.. Acting like this is starting to become boring, honestly.

Eiji: To be honest, if it's possible, I would like to stay here and keep working as a guard. There's too many criminals to punish and I can't just let someone else do it instead of me. And getting replaced sounds.. A-anyway, if I still had to go back to the outside world, I'd try to live like a normal person. I would go to college, I would make friends, I would do things that I like.. And I also would do anything to make Kei go to prison again. But like, not this one, just the "normal" one. Or I would just ignore him and my parents and pretend like they don't exist.

Miki: Um.. I guess I still have to graduate high school.. And I also have to decide what to do after that.. And my grandparents probably miss me.. There's so much to do, it's so overwhelming to think about. Wait, how can I even explain what happened to me? Oh no, now I'm scared.. But also, if that's possible, I think I would invite Asa- um, Yano-san to live with me. I don't know if he really is my younger brother, but I don't think there's anyone who can take care of him when he comes back.

[irlsimmer]

it's go time!

[karlyboyyy]

The Moon 🌙

[fum1ku]

LOVE TROPES - HQ BOYS

ft. osamu miya, daichi sawamura, kei tsukishima, keishin ukai, atsumu miya

should i be working on the highly requested pt. 2 to my recent works that’s currently sitting in my drafts? yes. should i also probably be working on the few requests i’ve got in my inbox? also yes. am i still over here writing whatever this is instead of doing those things? absolutely. at least i’m writing something!

OSAMU: friends to lovers.

you had been friends with the miya twins since high school. you had always butt heads with atsumu; bickering back and forth about anything and everything. but it was different with osamu. it felt like you both understood each other, in a way. plus the mutual dislike you both had for atsumu definitely helped. and now, nearly 8 years later, your friendship was still going strong.

well past 8pm, you stood over the front counter at onigiri miya with samu cleaning behind the counter for closing, and atsumu sitting at a stool next to you.

“i don’t know what his problem is! we go out for drinks one night, wind up at his place, and then the next day he can’t even be bothered to send me a single fucking text. seriously. i’m done!” you were going on about your.. most recent boyfriend.

“why don’tcha just dump him then?” atsumu offered, his mouth full of the onigiri osamu had made for him.

“atsumu, you’re disgusting! and i can’t because we aren’t even a thing! which is good—i don’t want us to be.”

osamu laughed at you two from behind the counter.

“okay well then what’s the problem! i don’t understand you women,” atsumu exclaimed, licking off the last bits of onigiri form his fingertips and shoving his plate behind the counter. “i’ve got practice tomorrow. so i’m gone. some of us actually have real problems that aren’t centered around one night stands with guys!”

“oh right, atsumu, like your sex life is any better,” you muttered. the door slammed shut behind him as the bell above the door exhibierst through the building.

you sighed, sinking further into your chair.

“here,” osamu slid a plate towards you. “might make ‘ya feel better. plus i need feedback to see if it’s worth addin’ to the menu.”

you smiled. “thanks, osamu. and yeah, i’ll give good feedback, promise!”

osamu smiled to himself as he wiped down the back counter. yeah, sure, after 8 years of pining he was no closer to asking you out. but, no matter what, he’d always be here to make you food whenever another boy made you cry.

DAICHI: love at first sight.

it had been a long practice and daichi had decided to treat everyone to a snack down at sakanoshita. daichi stood with suga and asahi waiting for the 1st and 2nd years to finish grabbing their fill. tanaka and noya had seen daichi paying as an opportunity to grab whatever they wanted.

“c’mon you guys!” suga yelled from across the store. “we don’t have all day!”

it has been a long day of classes for you, so it wasn’t even an option in your mind whether you should stop at the convenience store or not. only now you had found yourself in your own little debate.

“milk tea.. or coffee?” you mumbled to yourself. you were bent down over the drinks section taking your sweet time.

daichi turned around to see you and knew he was gone right then and there.

suga scoffed at the two 2nd years taking their time, only to turn back and find daichi’s gaze focused on you.

“hey, daichi, maybe we should—” he started, but stopped as soon as he noticed daichi staring. he whispered to asahi and they both began berating their poor captain.

“c’mon, dude! why don’t you just go talk to them? we obviously have the time!” suga nudged at his arm.

daichi denied anything. “hey, i don’t even now what you’re talking about, suga! we’re here for snack for the team, just go focus on that.”

“hey, don’t we go to school with them? y/n l/n. class 2, i think,” asahi piped up. he couldn’t remember where exactly he knew you from, though.

daichi was sure if he had gone to school with you, he’d remember.

“they’re in photography club! that’s how i know them! they asked me to join after i dropped out of volleyball,” asahi recalled, loud enough to grab your attention.

you looked up to find the set of 3rd years staring in your direction. your drink in hand, you made your way up to them.

“azumane, right? nice to see you again!” you beamed.

“y-yeah, right! good to see you too, l/n,” he smiled, nervously.

“are you guys in line?” you questioned.

“no—no we’re not! sorry about that!” daichi apologized, moving to the side to allow you to get to the register.

you placed your drink on the counter, making small talk with the guy at the front register.

“c’mon, daichi! if you don’t ask them before they leave you might not get to again!” suga whispered.

“suga, let it go. it’s too strange—they don’t even know me.”

suga shoved daichi forward just as you turned around to make your way towards the door.

“oh! hi!” you mused.

“s-sorry. hi.. again.”

“sawamura, right? you’re the captains of the volleyball team!” you smiled.

“yeah, i am. and you’re l/n, right? asahi was telling me about you. you’re in photography.

“i am, actually! and please, just call me y/n!”

“then just call me daichi!”

first name basis after 10 minutes? way to go daichi!

“actually..” you started. “i was wondering if it’d be possible for me to take some action shots of the volleyball team? i was going to use them for an upcoming project of mine. of course if not, that’s okay too! you probably need to talk it over with the team.”

“yeah—absolutely! i’ll have to talk it over with everyone, but i don’t see it being a problem at all,” he said, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. “what class are you in? i can talk to you some time next week to figure out what day would work best.”

“here,” you said, turning around to the man behind the counter. “excuse me, do you have a pen i could borrow?”

the man tossed you a pen, not giving a second look to you from behind his magazine. you pulled out daichi’s arm and started scribbling down numbers.

your.. phone number?

“now you can call me, that’ll be easier!” you smiled. “anyways, i gotta run. see you later, daichi. tell azumane i said bye too!”

he was speechless. did he really manage to get your number without even trying?

suga ran up behind him. “dude! how? you hardly said anything to them!”

“wow, daichi’s got skills with the ladies!” tanaka mused, noya trailing behind them. their arms were stacked full with all kinds of snacks.

he was definitely not paying for all of those.

KEI: academic rivals to lovers.

you worked at the library at the university you attended. tsukishima had seen you around campus a few times. yamaguchi would go as far as to describe you as tsukishima’s “campus crush”—which tsukki of course denied. he hardly even knew you.

but, this semester is when things finally got interesting. you had wound up taking the course tsukishima was the TA for.

you were currently bent down behind a bookshelf in the campus library, organizing the books that needed to be put away. you noticed a hand grab a book off your cart.

you stood up. “anything you need help finding?”

“no,” the man stated, blankly.

you examined the book in his hand. “wait. are you in psych 301? haven’t seen you in there before.”

“kei tsukishima. i’m the assistant in that class this semester.”

“oh! i’m y/n l/n. are you reading that book for fun then, or?”

“i know. i graded your last essay. something about the human consciousness or whatever,” he stated, pushing his glasses to the bridge of his nose.

your face went hot. “oh? so you were the one that gave me a B- on that. that was the best paper i’ve written all semester!”

“yeah, only because you can’t write any better ones. and maybe actually read the syllabus before you join the class,” he deadpanned.

“okay, mr. know-it-all. and for what it’s worth, i did in fact read the syllabus.”

“well if you actually paid attention, then you’d know this book was meant to be read alongside the other materials.”

wait. what?

before you could say another word, he placed the book back down in the cart. “my email is on the syllabus if you’d actually care to read it. good luck actually passing the class.”

you were so going to find that syllabus. and you were definitely doing to pass that class.

KEISHIN: second chance.

stepping foot into sakanoshita after years felt like a dream. but seeing keishin, your high school boyfriend, sitting there behind the counter, was what really sent you back.

“keishin?”

ukai actually took the time to look up form his magazine, and he was glad he did. “y/n?”

“keishin!” you smiled. “i didn’t realize you family still owned the place!”

he stood up form his seat behind the counter. “yeah! work here part-time, coach volleyball the other half.

“you coach volleyball? does the old ukai not coach anyone then?”

“nah, old man retired last year. still coaches a few younger kids on the side. but, hey, how have you been? it’s been years since i last saw you in miyagi. 4? 5, maybe?”

“yeah,” you sighed. “it’s definitely been awhile. but life has been great in tokyo. my internship finally ended and so i’m back here for the next month or two!”

“really? you got to let me take you out sometime—drinks, to celebrate.”

you felt the slight rush of heat to your cheeks. “r-right! of course!”

“hey, if you wanted, we close in less than an hour. you could wait here till then, catch up, then let me take you out for drinks.”

“alright,” you smiled, taking a seat behind the counter next to ukai. “tell me about your team then. where do you coach? karasuno?”

you felt like you were 16 all over again. just him and you.

ATSUMU: opposites attract.

you were the promotional manager for the msby black jackals. everyone on the team loved you—yes, even sakusa. though he wouldn’t admit it. but, atsumu being the sly guy he is, took every opportunity to flirt with you. of course, keeping things professional, you shut him down every chance you got. plus, it would never work. ever. you knew that.

he was childish, you were mature—top of your office only a few months in. he was selfish half the time, and he’d always describe you as one of the most thoughtful people he’s ever met. he was confident and bold. you were quiet and reserved, at least time him. so when you find yourself alone with him at the gym one night late after practice, going through your binder of advertising ideas, you didn’t know what to make of it. the way you could feel he eyes focused on you and only you drove you insane.

you finally took a break form your rant about new promotional ideas for the team, leaving a heavy silence between the two of you.

“y/n?” he finally said, breaking for silence.

“yeah, atsumu?” you respond, not looking up form your binder.

“you should let me take ‘ya out. i mean it.”

you quietly gasped to yourself.

sure, atsumu had made pass after pass at you every day for the last few months since you started working with the team. but, this time, he sounded so.. genuine.

what’s even worse is you couldn’t help yourself from the words the escape your lips in the last moment.

“okay.”

© fum1ku 2024.

⁂ taglist: @chloiyoomi @eashn + let me know if you want to be added! 💌

[educatedsimps]

— how hq men react to "i like you"

they like you back but this is just how i imagine them reacting right after you admit you like them

≪ back to fics masterlist

the NORMAL ones who’d just blush and admit that they like you too (with varying thought processes tho)

↳ suga and yaku on a good day, yamaguchi after a minor panic attack (tbh he doesn't know if it’s a panic attack or if his heart is beating so fast because of you), ennoshita, kenma, aone, kita, ginjima, komori

the ones who would panic immediately. like their brains would short-circuit trying to process what you had just said. like what do you mean, you like them? YOU like THEM??? the first thing out of his mouth is “N-NOW?!” like no shit, sherlock 😐

↳ asahi, tanaka, noya, hinata, lev, kogane, bokuto, tendō but he’s calm first then he’ll be like ‘eh? … EH??’, goshiki

the ones who CANNOT comprehend 1. what you’d just said, and 2. why anyone would like them romantically (the poor boy’s a lil insecure sometimes, okay?) so the first thing he says is “why??” with the most incredulous look on his face (except ushijima)

↳ kageyama (he’s dumbstruck tbh), unhinged kenma, kunimi, ushijima, sakusa

the ones who would ask “are you sick?” WITH ZERO HESITATION like, he’s in denial okay ✋ of course you’d get his protective and caring side out, and he doesn’t even understand what you said. i mean he does…? but again, he doesn’t believe it. yet. and yeah, he’s genuinely worried that you’d said that because you were high or something LOL

↳ daichi, tsukishima but he’s like judging you kinda, akaashi The Overthinker ™️, iwaizumi 100%, matsukawa but he'd probably say it in a joking way while he tries to process the thought of you actually liking him, kindaichi, semi, yamagata, kita

the ones who would freeze and believe it for a second before convincing himself that you’re joking. also follows up with "who paid you to say that?" with all the skepticism in the world. it's not that he doesn’t trust you, he’s just in denial 🤧

↳ suga and yaku on an unhinged day, shirabu, suna (he thinks atsumu’s pulling a cruel prank on him), osamu (also thinks it’s atsumu), aran, hanamaki and iwaizumi (they both think it’s oikawa)

the mfs who go "well, i can't fault you for having exquisite taste" or some egotistical shit like that, ALSO with zero hesitation. like sir puh-lease ✋ knock ur ego down a notch, you’re not all’at (he is, tho)

↳ kuroo, oikawa, futakuchi, MIYA FUCKING ATSUMU

a/n: idk why but in my mind i just group suga and yaku together because they just give me rlly similar vibes (except suga is a lil more cray cray) and yes the two of them def have hinged and unhinged days but anyway i churned this out at 1am so excuse the half assedness of this one, i hope it was somewhat entertaining! i tried to be funny okay 🤧

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Men who have no idea just how big they are. Like he’s massive, but he’s absolutely oblivious to it. Doesn’t understand why you start crying the moment the head of his cock is buried inside your cunt. Likes to keep you on his lap while he cradles your head, inching deeper and deeper inside you. Assures you that it won’t hurt as much, that he’ll be gentle. But the moment he grabs your forearms and pulls you down, fully sheathing himself inside your pulsating pussy, he’s in heaven. Almost immediately begins pounding away at your poor, throbbing pussy, going deeper and deeper with every thrust of his hips. And his thick, fat cock comes with the most fullest and heaviest set of balls that slaps against your clit every time he drives himself inside you. If you’re reluctant to let him fuck you again because ‘it won’t fit’, well, you don’t need to worry about that with him.

“Come on, baby. Just the tip, I promise.” “Don’t worry, love, it will fit. I’ll make it fit.” “You’re doing so good for me, come on, just one more inch.”

BOKUTO, Ichigo, Chrollo, Denji, Izuku, Armin, Giorno, Chuuya, Iwaizumi, Asahi, Hisagi, Kita, Ranpo