#suga react

[the-mostdiabolik-of-lovers]

Hi, I hope you're doing great!

I'd like to ask how will Kanato react to a s/o who takes care of him patiently, like a mother would care for her toddler. She doesn't get mad when he throws a tantrum and she hugs him and reassures him.

xoxo

Kanato: ...What do you think you're doing? What part of me throwing that teacup at your head made you think you should hug me!?

Kanato: Y-You're just making me more upset...!!

Kanato: ...No, don't stop hugging me now if you begun to commit to it! Make up your mind, are you going to hold me or not...!?

[taes-kookie-blog]

DATES WITH BTS

these days i’ve been daydreaming on what kind of date our boys would bring us on 🥹 i jinja miss them. pls enjoy dear~

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JUNGKOOK

he’d call you late at night. you’d facetime for a bit, this is what your dates have been lately due to the military. things get a bit freaky a while into the facetime call, and jungkook loses it. “i cant kiss you through the phone.” he says. you laugh, thinking he’s making a soulja boy joke bc you’re listening to it. but he’s serious, and he’s getting all worked up… he bites his lip and leans closer to the camera… “i wanna see it.. in motion… in 3D.” upon hearing this you get up to strip for him but he hangs up. you receive a text from him; an address. you go to the address and it’s the military grounds, where he sneaks you in so you can do it in 3D. but then you get shot and you die :(

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SUGA

it’s a friday night. due to suga’s busy schedule, you don’t see eachother much so you want to go a bit crazy and go to the club together. he’s wearing sunglasses and a cap to disguise, so everyone in the club thinks he’s weird. he drinks a lot due to stress and judgement. “yoongi.. slow down…” but he doesnt. he’s been drinking a lot more lately but you brushed it aside as you haven’t seen it; until now. glass after glass, shot after shot… he’s almost blackout by this point. he buys a bottled beer to go home with, so you wrap your arm around him to help him out. while waiting for your uber, you turn to see he isn’t there… that’s when you hear a load bang. you immediately run down the street towards the commotion. there he is, on the ground, a wound on his head. he drunkenly laughs and sits up, but the situation isn’t laughable. beside him is a scooter and a pram. a pram that fell over.

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JIMIN

jimin’s ideal date with you would be a karaoke bar. he loves to tease you as you try your best to sing, and of course, he loves to sing too. but he’s banned from all the karaoke bars in seoul. you’re walking along together, moreso you’re being guided along by him after he told you he ‘knows a place.’ you reach a strange part of the city, where you’ve never been. there are a lot of buff shirtless men around. “this way babe.” he tugs on your hand towards a staircase leading underground, so you follow, confused. at first glance, the place is amazing and lively, a cool underground club, you figure it’s probably so hidden because it’s for celebrities only. but upon walking further into the club…. “jimin! what the fuck?! this is a gay bar!”

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V

tae has always been reluctant about taking you out due to his dislike of PDA, and of course, the attention to his public image. you understand, dispatch can ruin careers after all. he calls you to come over, so you do. you reach the apartment and notice how foggy the windows are, is he cooking? you smile to yourself happily, smitten at the fact that beyond his stoic image, tae would cook for you. you walk in and immediately begin coughing. you stumble into the room, tripping over something on the floor. it’s hard to see through the smoke, steam, vapor..? what is this? but after crouching down and picking up what you tripped over, you can see it’s a vape. not just one, the whole floor is covered… emerging from the clouds, tae holds one out to you. “choof sesh?”

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JIN

jin is usually a stay at home watch movies and snuggle type, so when you got the text asking you to come out with him, you were more than excited. you dress yourself up to look your best, and meet him outside. he compliments you which makes you blush, but then there’s an awkward silence. he waits, until you compliment him too. then you go, and arrive at a carnival. walking along together, getting cotton candy (he won’t eat it but at least he paid), playing games, going on rides… it’s so much fun. until you go into the hall of mirrors. at first it’s funny, seeing so many of your reflection, but of course it’d get boring after a while. “jin, let’s go!” but he doesn’t answer. he’s entranced by his reflection, and refuses to leave. good luck getting him out…

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RM

namjoon likes to make dates personal and meaningful. he wants to connect, not just through your bodies, but your mind and heart. when he told you he wants to show you where he grew up your heart was touched and you couldn’t wait. the car trip is fun, and eventually you pull up to a run down part of the city. checking your location on your phone, you knew this wasn’t where he grew up. “babe-“ before you can speak, he cuts you off, sighing and shaking his head and he drives slowly and looks melancholically out the window. “this is my hood.” you look at him in confusion, he seems totally lost in thought. he’s still driving, but you go to open the door to hint you wanna go and see it for yourself. before your hand reaches the handle he quickly grabs it. “don’t. it’s not safe out there…”

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JHOPE

jhope had recently recovered from his emo phase so you could finally enjoy time with him, and you couldn’t wait. he invited you over. upon entering, he greeted you with excitement, wearing a cute apron and ushering you towards the kitchen to show the meal he prepared. you’re beyond surprised and excited, your heart warmed from this gesture. you sit at the kitchen counter as he continues cooking, the room filled with laughter and joy. he falls into conversation with you, his back facing the stove as you joyfully exchange conversation. until suddenly, a fire breaks out. he turns to face it, his expression unreadable as you scram to get the fire extinguisher. you run over but he silently holds a hand out, gesturing for you to stop. “what if.. what if…. what if i have no dream? no hope?” he mumbles, his expression still as he stares into the fire. “hoseok we need to put it ou-” he shushes you, still staring into the fire. “let it burn. let it all burn.”

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i hope u enjoyed dears~ pls send requests

[jjkwyd]

bts reacts! you try to make them jealous

ღ requested: ooo maybe do a reaction where you try to make the members jealous

ღ network: ——

ღ genre: fluff/angst

ღ links:  request away | m.list | request rules

➳seokjin

he immediately knew what you were doing. you were failing miserably at trying to flirt with the waiter. he held himself together as he watched you, letting you embarrass yourself. when the waiter left and walked to go place your order, he raised his eyebrow at you. “what was that?” he asked in a sweet tone. “whyyy are you jealous?” you smiled innocently as he couldn’t help but laugh. “jealous? i thought that was entertaining,” he smiled innocently as your jaw dropped. “funny?!” you sounded offended as he nodded. “it was a good try,”

➳yoongi

he watched you as you talked with the security guard that was by the door of his building. he couldn’t help but stare with daggers as you pushed the guards shoulder at his joke. yoongi grabbed your hand and pulled you inside quickly. “hey,” you whined as he looked at you. “what the hell was that?” his voice was a bit cold as you looked at him innocently. “what do you mean?” you pressed your lips together to keep yourself from smiling as he looked at you, realizing you were messing with him. “oh… that’s really funny,” he rolled his eyes a bit before walking off as you started to laugh.

➳hoseok

he watched you, his smile faded into a frown as you talked with the barista at the cafe you usually visited before work. you didn’t really think about flirting with him until you noticed hoseok. that’s when you decided to mess around with him. “byeee, i’ll see you tomorrow? when do you work?” you asked innocently then walked out with hoseok as he looked at you. “why do you talk to him like that?” hoseok immediately said when the door closed behind you. “what do you mean?” you took a sip of your latte as he sighed. “ill see you tomorrow,” he quoted you as you nodded. “im always here anyways,” hoseok sighed. “yah, don’t flirt with people like that, okay?” he missed the idea that you were just messing around with him.

➳namjoon

his jaw clenched as he watched you talking with jungkook. immediately getting jealous with the idea of you flirting with a different man. it took him a moment then realized you were doing it to get a rise out of him. he sat down and watched everything unfold. smiling to himself at how awkward you looked because you were already expecting him to be with you and ask what was happening. he watched as the painful conversation ended and you walked over. “what was that about?” he smiled softly as you thought. “oh i was asking about his piercing, i told him it looked nice,” he nodded then smiled at you. “flirting is not for you at all,” you blushed as you realized he caught on to what you were doing.

➳jimin

he watched as he saw you talking with his choreographer. his eyes shooting daggers between the two of you, he never invited you to watch his practice before but he was sure this would be the last time. you noticed him staring at you a while ago and decided to play with your hair as you talked about jimin to his own choreographer. “y/n!” jimin called out, faking the sweetness in his voice as you walked over. “yes…?” he held your wrist a little tight. “how about you go home? get some rest.” “why is that?” you questioned. “i don’t appreciate you flirting in front of my eyes. so…go. home.” you stifled a laugh. “what’s so funny?” he looked dumbfounded then realized. “you were messing with me…” he fake laughed, trying to pretend like he was in on the joke.

➳taehyung

he smiled at you as you both were painting in the class he paid for you to do. the teacher came around and complimented your progress, you smiled to yourself and got the idea to joke around and make taehyung jealous. “well i have an amazing teacher,” you complimented them as tae listened closely, figuring out what was going on. you threw a few more compliments the teachers way and taehyung cut you off. “hey, does this look right?” he innocently asked the teacher as he looked at his painting and complimented him then finished his rounds of looking at everyone’s work. “well i have an amazing teacher,” taehyung mumbled as he was mocking you a bit. “what? i’m not supposed to say something nice?” you looked at him with innocent eyes. “well, not when it’s flirting. jeez y/n” you giggled as he stared at you dumbfounded then realized and nodded a bit. “you were actually just being nice… not flirting….” you kissed his cheek and smiled. “bingo”

➳jungkook

he watched as you talked with his gym instructor, leaning up against one of the machines, playing with your hair and laughing at their jokes as jungkook watched you closely. he didn’t hear what you were saying and he cleared his throat, not wanting to say something about you talking to his instructor in front of them. “hey! i gotta go home… my stomach is messed up” he came up with an excuse as you looked over. “it is?” he nodded to your question as you said bye to his instructor. as soon as you were out of there jungkook looked at you. “what was that?” he looked a bit hurt as you looked at him. “just a conversation,” he shook his head. “a flirty one,” he still looked a little upset as you felt bad and kissed his cheek. “i was just messing with you,” he looked at you a little funny. “promise?” you nodded. “i promise, you’re like a million times hotter”

[multiphandomunnies]

bts

reactions

seeing you for the first time

having a small bean bf

how bts would cuddle

a latina singer hitting on you

s.o crying and whimpering in their sleep

high school au

imagines

jin

pantone 15-0343

bf! jin

instagram

suga

jealousy (*M*)

j-hope

rm

flower shop

jimin

my mistake

v

single dad au

jungkook

i’ve been waiting

primrose

au’s

bulletproof part 1

[mapofthesoul20]

Bangtan by How They Respond to Our Delusional Bullshit:

Jin: Firmly turns down our bullshit. Makes us reflect on our actions

Yoongi: Exasperatedly indulges our bullshit (secretly loves it)

Hoseok: Happily oblivious to our bullshit

Namjoon: Flustered, responds in 3-5 business days with pics that further fuel our bullshit

Jimin: Flattered, but politely turns down our bullshit

Taehyung: Does not have time for our bullshit

Jungkook: Instigator of our bullshit

[yuucandoit]

Yesss

The chowder sounds like it's trying to escape containment, that's how you know it's really got a kick to it

OVERBLOT SOUP

[universal-travel-er]

Me, a brazilian with a huge range of swearings: *casually talking about the last gossip at the phone* Pois é, mas ele não é nem doido pra fazer isso, ah se eu cruzo com aquele filho d* pu** arromb*** na esquina eu arrasto a cara dele no asfalto.

The rap line: *amused with my speech speed, thinking that I'm rapping*

Namjoon, not understanding a word I'm saying because of the fast pronunciation: *sobbing* That's why I love her so much.

Dating A Foreign Partner

Ot7 x Reader

Summary: How the members would handle being in a relationship with a foreign S/o.

Warnings: brief mentions of racial/cultural discrimination,

A/N: Thank you to @bethanysnow for requesting this, I hope you like it!😘💜 I tried to keep these a bit lighter, but if there’s something more specific that any of you would like to see, lmk!

Masterlist

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Jin:

Sounds cliche, but I think he would really enjoy trying foods from where you're from, especially some of the more ‘unusual’ ones(I literally found out the other day that pb&j sandwiches are considered weird in Korea??)

I think you two would accidentally confuse each other with lesser known cultural differences, like when he first asks you to be official after only like two dates(which is normal in korean culture, but not so much in western dating)

Would become very aware of the prejudices and discrimination that foreign couples deal with in both your countries. Like, obviously he was aware it was an issue before, but dealing with it first hand made him realize just how much of an issue it was.

It would make his heart soo happy to see you learning how to speak Korean or embracing different parts of his culture.

(Secretly studies your native language to surprise you for your birthday or anniversary)

Yoongi:

I might be projecting a lil bit, but I can honestly see him having a foreign partner. Idk, I just see him not really paying much mind to things like race/nationality, he likes who he likes and that’s it.

Might be a little shy about how much more comfortable you are with things like casual skinship tho, but he also kinda secretly loves it.

He would really love that you’re so direct sometimes, rather than trying to ask for things in a more roundabout ‘polite’ way that is considered proper in Korean culture. He would love that you’re to the point, like him.

Would be so flattered if you made the effort to learn Korean, grinning so big the first time he hears you use even something little like “Hajima” correctly.

He’d do the same with your language too. Learning about your culture would be really important to him, he wants you to know that he appreciates you and where you came from.

Hobi:

Tbh, I totally see him with a foreign partner, he would love the variety and unique energy that you bring to each other's lives.

I think he would tend to forget some of the differences in how you both grew up until you mention something more drastic like school safety drills and he has to do a double take like “wtf?!”

I think he would love how open and expressive you are about your home and culture, and loves learning about where you came from. You’re his favorite person, he wants to know as much as possible about you!

Would have soo much fun teaching you about all the different holidays and traditions in Korea that differ from where you’re from.

Would be soo surprised if you learned to speak Korean, even if it’s just a few phrases at first. He just gets so happy and giggly hearing you speak.

Namjoon:

I think most people consider him the most likely out of the group to have a foreign partner, and tbh I kinda agree.

He would make a serious effort to learn as much about your country/culture as he could, possibly even wanting to visit there sometime with you.

Despite being pretty well versed in a lot of other cultures, he would definitely still have little moments of culture shock over random things like educational systems. Like I can imagine his surprise/confusion over the more lax approach in some schools or someone being homeschooled(hi).

Would be super impressed if you already knew some korean when you met, but if not, he’s more than happy to help you learn.

Lowkey quite protective over you, bc he knows how harsh Korean media can be towards celebrities having foreign partners.

Jimin:

Thinks your Korean is super cute! He finds it absolutely adorable the way you say certain words, and he loves the way you speak slowly and softly when you’re focused on pronouncing certain phrases correctly.

If you’re new to living in Korea, he would do his best to help you settle in and adjust to the differences in day to day life, as well as comforting you on the days when you feel homesick.

Loves learning about your culture, tho I think he would prefer learning from you than on his, just so he can watch how excited you get talking about your home.

Would be soo excited if he finds any similarities between your cultures, whether it’s how you celebrate certain holidays, or a similar dish. He loves finding those little connections.

Another who would be rather protective over you, especially if he knows you have anxieties about certain things due to public safety issues where you’re from. He just wants to make sure you to feel safe

Taehyung:

I know a lot of people see him as rather traditional when it comes to things like dating/relationships, but I could very much see him with a foreign partner, especially since he talked about wanting to live abroad at some point in the future.

I think he would find your different perspectives really refreshing, you really help broaden each other's horizons.

I honestly think he would be another who would sometimes forget the differences in how you both grew up until he brings up something and you’re like “We never did that??”

Lowkey brags about you every chance he gets like “Oh ,Y/n’s from (country name), and they were teaching me about-”

He never treats it as if you’re some sort of novelty tho, he just really loves you and wants to show you that he supports you and shares your pride for who you are and where you’re from.

Jungkook:

I think he would have a lot of fun with a foreign partner, learning about each other's cultures and sharing stories about your upbringings.

Might take him a while to adjust to things like your relationships/dynamics with other guys, just bc that’s not quite as common in Korea, but I could see him actually really enjoying it if you fit into his friend group bc of that.

Another that would feel rather protective over you for similar reasons as Joon. If anyone so much as looks at you weird, he’s gonna shut them down soo fast.

He loves hearing you speak in your native language, there’s something about it that’s just so soothing and melodic about it to him. But it’s only when you're speaking, it’s not the same with anyone else.

Would ask you to teach him so that he can hear you speak it more(study dates where you help each other would be super cute and cozy)

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[likeawildflower]

BTS reacts to the Blood Sweat & Tears music video.

This part lives in my head rent free: At the 3:20 mark, Jin, Hobi and Jungkook scream and Yoongi yells out “Ah, Jiminie!” when Jimin accidentally on purpose bares his shoulder. 😁

[luza-wayne]

who fell in love first.

pre-timeskip!

characters: kageyama, suna, kuroo, tsukishima, sugawara, tendou, kenma, sawamura, oikawa, aone, atsumu, atsumu, ushijima, iwaizumi, osamu

will try to make kny and knb vers!

you.

man is canonically a pretty boy with no weakness except studying and animals hating him.

he just happened to know of your existence when he, along with Hinata, were searching for someone to tutor them. (You tried to volunteer, because you didn’t want to waste the chance.)

most definitely, you.

he's the type of guy who will consciously make you fall in love with him as a joke.

but, also the type to unconsciously fall in love with you while in the process of making you fall for him.

of course, you.

his charismatic aura is enough to be drawn to him.

maybe you'll only notice that you are head over heels for him if one of your friends will point it out.

this dork is also the type to tease you by flirting with you so that you make sure to return the favor by flirting back with him.

definitely him.

but, this big ass tsundere will never admit that he fell for you even before you did.

he'll annoy the hell out of you to make you notice him, though sometimes it turns into bickering between the two of you that will make you think twice whether you're falling in love with him or not because sometimes you just want to kick him in his guts.

it was suga first.

i see him as someone who would fall for people who excel in academics, doesn’t need to be at the top, but he’s attracted to someone who cares deeply about education.

he’s definitely the type to tell his friends about his crush as vaguely as possible, but his actions and how he acts when he’s close to you basically screams who it is.

maybe he was just a few steps ahead of you when it comes to realizing it.

when he realized he was in love, he made a mission that will indirectly tell you that he's infatuated with you.

but, those were the times when you've already realized your feelings for him too.

‌he fell first.

‌but! he won't notice until his friends will tease him about how he treats you differently from others.

at first, he'll be like "don't be stupid.", but then will also be super bothered by it and will ask himself whether he does fall for you or not.

i love him so much, but he definitely won’t be the first one to fall in love.

he’s canonically oblivious (in haikyuu-bu! man’s was stressing me)

does the most gentlemanly, most romantic, best actions to make you fall in love, but still wouldn’t realize that people might just develop feelings for him because of that, so yeah, it’ll be you.

‌yes, it's you.

‌let's be real. no matter how annoying he can be (though you also love it about him), the way how passionate he is when doing the thing he likes will most probably be the reason you fell into the hole of love.

‌but, since he's popular, it might take you a bit of time and courage to confess.

not sure who it will be.

because, you might fall in love with him by seeing how his demeanor is completely different from his personality or how he might fall in love with you, just by being yourself.

but, he might confess first though. could be because of futakuchi's plan to get him to confess, or just koganegawa's big mouth.

yeah, you, no doubt about it.

another canonical ikemen.

will not notice if you’re not close with him or any of the inarizaki players, but if it’s otherwise, then be prepared to get teased by suna or osamu, sometimes he’ll even join in if he enjoys how you react.

‌it might be you.

because, there can be a possibility where you have heard his name and saw how good he is and that'll be the deciding factor, but you know how dense he can be, so confessing is a difficult task.

though, if he realized he's captivated by you, he might just walk up to you and tell you straight about his feelings.

you.

the ace of the boys’ volleyball team that is always in the finals, truly the school’s pride, so who doesn’t know him in your school, that includes you.

his attentive nature— how he’ll notice that you always watch their games and practice might be either a hole to make you fall deeper for him or finally take notice of you.

i’m not sure, but i’m getting the feeling that it’s him.

he’s the type to be secretly in love with you for a long time and only his closest friends would know.

osamu’s the person to fall for people who have the same preference about food with him, he thinks it’ll be easier to get along and hang out with them if they share something in common.

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[scoutswritingcorner]

Can I request Hazbin Hotel characters reacting to an artist!reader that draws a lot but never shows anyone their work but one day accidentally left it out and their partner finds it and sees several sketches and finished drawings of them? Sorry if it’s an odd ask, I’m an artist and I thought it would be a cute idea I don’t see nearly enough, it’s okay if you can’t. Thank you either way!!!

Artist Rendition

Hazbin Gang x GN!Reader

TW:A little flirty with Angel’s reaction. Other than that none!

A/N: Not an odd request at all, Friend! For Angel’s part I did write for a male Reader and Fem Reader for Vaggie! KINDA SHORT I APOLOGIZE FRIEND!

-🦌Alastor🦌-

-🦌 Alastor was very curious to see you carry a sketchbook around all the time. He wanted to pry so badly.

-🦌 But he didn’t, he simply ignored the book and only ever asked about it if you were near him. You always get flustered and hide the book even further. Oh now he’s wondering what kind of dark secrets you have in there~

-🦌 But to his surprise when he finds it open and on a page, he sees drawings of him, he carefully flips the page and sees a half down sketch of him sitting in front of the fireplace.

-🦌 Oh boy you just made his ego inflate and his undead heart soar to new heights. His tail starts wagging and that’s the only way someone can catch how happy he is.

-🦌 Now? He’s going to poke a little fun at you, “My Dear, if you had to pick anyone in the hotel to be your muse who would it be?” 

-🦌 Silly deer man loves you and your abilities, he often tells you that your work needs to be displayed in a museum.

-🍎Lucifer🍎-

-🍎 Oh boy- when he finds out you can draw? Oh he gets super excited and asks if you can draw him a duck- even if it’s a little doodle! He doesn’t care!

-He doesn’t really ask or pry into your hobby much but he will admit he does want to see what you draw.

-When he does see that you drew him of all people he gets all flustered and he’s prideful cause his partner?? His darling little angel drew him?!?

-He will volunteer to pose for you, he’s used to sitting still for hours on end! 

-He will even pose naked if you want him to! Just say the word and he’ll drop his clothes right there.

-🎰Husk🎰-

-🎰 He watched you sit at the bar and draw to your heart's content and never really commented on it.

-🎰 When he does peek into your sketchbook it’s to pull behind the bar into a safe place so nothing ruins your work.

-🎰That’s when he notices the drawings and doodles of him and his tail curls happily. The way you captured him doing menial tasks sends his heart into overdrive.

-🎰 You were too good for him, damn it. The next time you find it? It has a little sticky note on the cover of your sketchbook and it has a little drawing of you with a small message, “Had to go out with Alastor. Love you, Dollface.” 

-🕷️ Angel Dust 🩷-

-🕷️ Oh this man- he loves it! You’re an artist and he’s also like an artist! But of a very very different genre.

-🩷 He also doesn’t pry much as he understands privacy. He wants to give you that as much as he can since he doesn’t get much of it.

-🕷️ Once he finds out you draw him? He’s over the fucking moon cause his man? His precious boyfriend draws him! 

-🩷Expect him to start flirting more and more but with art related flirts. “Come on, Suga’~ Draw me like one of your french girls~” im sorry. He’s very supportive!

-👑Charlie👑-

-👑 oh this baby girl..she’s been so busy lately that if she did notice it completely slipped her mind!

-👑 But when she finds your sketchbook? She gets super excited cause you draw this good?? She’s so proud that she immediately goes to find you!

-👑 She is another who fully supports you! You need anything, don't hesitate to ask!

-👑 Will try to convince you to start painting for the hotel! You can say no it won’t offend her.

-🎀Vaggie🎀-

-🎀 Much like Husk she won’t point it out or comment on it.

-🎀Will find out you draw her when she sees it when cleaning up and gets all blushy cause this is how you see her?

-🎀 Comes clean immediately about seeing your drawings and tells you how amazing they are.

-🎀 Shyly asks if she can pose for you next time, how could you say no to her?

[littlemisshyperfixation]

Yoongi Fic Recommendations Part 2

a - angst f - fluff s - smut

part 1

Series

Miss Dial (s) by @versigny ⊹₊⋆ [11:31] You: okay so i’m texting you now like I promised instead of drunktexting yoongi and telling him how badly i want his cock tonight. Arent you proud?

[11:32] unknown number: this is yoongi, hi 

Please Be Naked (a f s) (ft. namjoon) by @floralseokjin ⊹₊⋆ Recently heartbroken, it feels like you’ll never be able to get over it. But a chance encounter with a guy you haven’t seen in months changes everything…  

One Shots

want a taste? (f s) by @suga-kookiemonster ⊹₊⋆ pretzel pro. most skillful tongue in the food court world. allegedly. that’s what yoongi keeps telling you, anyway. of course, you’re reasonably skeptical of his claims—but if there’s one thing that motivates the notoriously-lethargic man, it’s proving skeptics wrong.

take care of you (f s) by @kookslastbutton ⊹₊⋆ To keep your fiance from burning out you suggest a weekend getaway to Gapyeong, a charming town about an hour outside Seoul. You've specifically asked him to leave his work equipment at home but like a deep rooted habit, he still brings it with him. You're left with no choice but to find a way to get his attention back.

You Broke Me (f) by @7ndipity ⊹₊⋆ Just clingy, fluffy Yoongi after Reader comes home after a month-long trip

Shy (s) by @7ndipity ⊹₊⋆ You’re desperately craving your boyfriend's attention, but are too shy to ask for it outright. Luckily, Yoongi knows what you want anyway.

Sweet Spot (s f) by @cultleaderyoongi ⊹₊⋆ Three months into dating, Yoongi ponders what the perfect scenario for a love confession would be. There's no manual stating when and where and how is appropriate. It's only convenient when his body reacts faster than his brain, doing the job for him.

Eargasm (s) by @lavishedinjimin ⊹₊⋆ The idea of having your first ever orgasm by talking to a hot, random stranger through your phone scares the living hell out of you, but maybe it won’t be as bad as you think.

F*ck Christmas (a f s) by @sailoryooons ⊹₊⋆ Making hating Christmas your entire personality was never the plan. Then again, it seems bad things only ever happen around Christmas - like discovering your fiancé cheating on you, forcing you to move back to your sleepy hometown. But Min Yoongi happens to love Christmas, and if there is one thing your very stubborn childhood crush is going to do, it’s try to reignite your Christmas spirit. Even if he has to force-feed it to you with gingerbread cookies and too-sweet eggnog.

Workaholic (s) by @hobiwonder ⊹₊⋆ Yoongi needs to relax and Hoseok has many tricks up his sleeve to make him. None of them Yoongi thought included hiring a hooker to pay him a visit one stormy night. You were only trying to escape a crazed man chasing you down on a stormy night. Never was your intention to end up in an attractive man’s house. Definitely not one who thought you were a hooker. 

Backtrack (s) (ft. jimin) by @mapofthesea ⊹₊⋆ There’s no telling just how long you'd been stuck in the windowless studio, and you’re just about ready to walk out and forfeit your paycheck for the week, until your bosses strike up an interesting bargain.

the pink pill (s) by @dollfaceksj ⊹₊⋆ In each of these universes, you find yourself consuming what is known as the pink pill. This pill is essentially a drug that enhances your libido to the max and you’ll quite literally never experience arousal like you do when you’ve taken this pill. Thankfully, in each universe, there’s a man that’s ready to help you explore and reach your peak of sexual euphoria.

all night (s) (ft. namjoon) by @axigailxo ⊹₊⋆ in which listening to music during a smoke sesh with your best friends namjoon and yoongi in the studio turns into much more

damn the charcuterie board. (s) (ft. jimin) by @bratkook

[box-of-roses]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾Dolled Up‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

Characters: Daichi, Oikawa, Kita, Daisho, Kuroo, Bokuto, Ushijima

Warnings: fem! Dressed reader for Oikawa

Synopsis: How the captains of Haikyuu would react to you dressed up cheering for him

a/n: This literally came in my head because of how I dressed up for the Haikyuu movie today, so I hope you got a laugh out of it

Daichi

Blushy McGee over here

But also, like so proud??? Like Hell yeah that’s my partner!

He only notices you after the match ends, the moment he sees you his face turns red so quick. Suga immediately takes the chance to make fun of him as you wave and do a small spin showing off your outfit. It’s his missing jersey, not missing anymore, black shorts, and shoes that he can’t see yet that have beads that spell his name on them. Of course, the piece de resistance. His number on your face.

 He feels frozen in place. Gods, you were so cute. He’s almost glad that he didn’t see you earlier. But there’s also the part of him that wishes he had seen you earlier. He thinks he might’ve played harder. You rushing down to give him a hug makes it all the better. “Daichi!” You say happily and wrap your arms around his middle. He happily wraps his own around you as well. 

The minute the two of you are alone he’s hiding his face in the crook of your neck 

You definitely tease him about his red face

Asks if you’re planning on doing this next game and he can’t help but get a little excited when you say yes

Oikawa

The one who acts like it doesn’t affect him, but everyone knows better

Sees you, has to do a double take, and he almost misses his serve

It’s his first serve of the game and Oikawa looks around to find you. What he doesn’t expect to find is you dressed to the nines. He’s not entirely sure where you got it (Iwaizumi because he wanted to see the reaction and laugh at Oikawa about it) but there you are in one of his jerseys, his extra practice jacket, a blue miniskirt, a sign that says ‘My Boyfriend is the Setter (The best one obviously), bracelets he can’t quite makes out from here, and his number on your cheek. 

He hears the whistle blow and thinks ‘Fuck’ as he tries to prepare for his serve. Iwaizumi caught the whole thing and hopes someone got it on video (Someone did). He serves and it barely goes over the net and he takes a deep breath. 

Once Iwaizumi gets the video it’s kept in safe keeping on multiple USBs 

Oikawa refuses to admit that it did anything to him

Gives you his spare jersey for every game now though

Kita

Probably one of the few that actually doesn’t have much of a reaction (on the outside)

Since he doesn’t play much in games when he sees you, he just gives you a smile

Atsumu, Osamu, and Suna try and tease him about it but he’s just sitting there like ‘And?’

After the match is over you run over to Kita. Number on cheek, Pom Poms in hand, and of course, the jersey you had previously asked to borrow on your person. “You did so good!” Your bracelets jingle as you move your hands excitedly. Kita’s name is on one surrounded by hearts and on the back is the number one. You pull out another bracelet from your bag and hand it to him. It has your name on it. “You don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to,” you say sheepishly. 

Suna is standing off to the side with his phone out recording the whole thing. And he’s glad he did otherwise he might’ve missed the blush on his captain’s cheeks as he took the bracelet and put it on. “Thank you, Y/N.” 

Kita later asks Suna to send him the video and the resulting photos he also took

The photos are now his lock screen and home screen*

Daisho

Also, one to have to do a double take

Asks to take a photo for his lockscreen which gets you blushing (perfect for his lockscreen)

He’s also one of the lucky few who sees you after the game. He also saw the sign you were holding. ‘My boyfriend is better than your’s, he’s a captain’ with printed out candids of him playing volleyball and one of you two in a small heart in the corner. 

Definitely one to tease you 

“Oh? Had to stake your claim on me?”

Kuroo

One of the unfortunate few to see you during the game

Completely misses one of his blocks and the ball hits him in the face

Kuroo wishes he had seen you a few minutes later. After they had won the set. Or better yet after Nekoma had won the whole game. Instead, he’s unlucky and catches you when he’s mid-block, your voice rang out in support, and he got distracted. Seeing you in a stark white jersey with his number, his name. He also suspects that’s where his extra set of warm up pants went as he can spot just a little bit of red peeking out. Once he gets hit in the face with the ball he’s reminded that he is in fact playing volleyball right now. 

Kenma finds the video online and plays it when he feels bad

You tell him you found it charming that you still have that effect on him, and he melts

He asks you to wear it more often

Bokuto

Akaashi is actually the one to notice you first

Bokuto is the last to see you and only does when he gets really sad about being blocked so much

Akaashi points you out to cheer him up

As you see Bokuto get upset by how many spikes he’s missed you move closer to the bar in the stadium. Akaashi noticed you much earlier and not even he is able to cheer Bokuto up. Once he points you out though you raise your poster higher and scream his name. “You’ve got this Ko!” You wave your sign with a smile. 

‘My Boyfriend is the best ace and captain ever!’ is what it says with a few photos of his best shots you had found online. Once he sees you, he immediately lights up. “You’re right! I am the best!” He’s back to his usual self with a ‘Hey, Hey, Hey’ 

Once he gets a closer look at your outfit at home, he’s smothering your face with kisses

He tells you how helpful you were in cheering him up

Akaashi messages you later asking you to ‘Please do this at all of our games.’ 

Ushijima

Another unbothered on the outside king

He may not fully get why you did it until you tell him he’s happy about it

He sees you after a service ace, he spots you in the stands. Your loud cheer makes him smile softly before he gets serious again. You’re zipped up in his practice jacket and a pair of your own Shiratorizawa sweatpants and although you don’t have a sign everyone knows he’s your boyfriend. Your cheering makes him happy, but he plays his best no matter if you’re watching or not. 

Asks Tendo to help him change his wallpaper so it’s the two of you

Tendo does him one better and takes a live photo of you giggling at something as the lockscreen and the two of you as his homescreen

Ushi tells you that you look nice

When you ask if it’s something he wants you to do for all of his games he just replies “I just need you there”

I hope you guys liked it; it was a very spur of the moment thing so sorry if it's not good!!! My requests are open although I unfortunately go through them at a snail's pace

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Haikyuu request for the Captain line? How the Captains would react to finding out the girl they like is the sister of one of the other captains?

Haikyuu Captains react to Reader being the sister of another Captain

A/N: Thank you for the request! I love writing for Haikyuu, so this was really fun.

content/warnings: Daichi, Kuroo, Bokuto, Oikawa, Ushijima, fem!reader, fluff, 3.785 words

Daichi

The Tokyo training camp was chaos—sweaty, loud, nonstop volleyball chaos. Exactly the kind of environment where Daichi thrived. As Karasuno's captain, he was used to being the calm in the storm, keeping his team grounded, focused, and out of trouble.

Which was why it caught him completely off guard when something—or rather, someone—made him trip over his own words.

You were Nekoma's manager. Sweet, gentle, helpful to everyone, not just your team. Always offering water, helping tape up fingers, tidying up volleyballs no matter whose they were. You had this warm, low-key energy that made the gym feel a little less intense just by being there.

Everyone just called you Y/N, so Daichi didn't think much of it at first. It was a cute name, sure. But that wasn't what caught him.

It was your kindness.

And the way you laughed when he made some dumb, tired joke after drills. The way you always had extra tape when he needed it. How you called him "Sawamura-san" with this polite but familiar tone that made his chest flutter in ways he was definitely not going to tell Suga about.

Daichi wasn't exactly a flirt—he was direct. And since you were always around during the camp, helping wherever needed, he found more and more reasons to talk to you.

"You're always looking out for everyone," he said one day, handing you a stray bottle you'd dropped. "Do you ever take a break?"

You smiled, brushing hair behind your ear. "I like helping out. I guess it runs in the family."

"Ah, older siblings?"

"Yes, my brother," she laughed.

You kept talking like that between matches, during breaks. Sometimes you even sat beside him while the teams were reviewing plays. Daichi didn't want to assume anything, but the way you smiled when you caught his eyes? Yeah. He was starting to hope.

Then came the Incident.

You were sitting outside the gym after practice, Daichi stretching and you handing him a cool towel, chatting about Karasuno's progress.

That's when Kuroo and Bokuto wandered over—loud, energetic, and very obviously up to something.

"Oi, little Kuroo," Bokuto grinned, slinging an arm lazily around your shoulders. "You forgot your clipboard again."

Daichi paused mid-stretch, blinking.

Little… Kuroo?

You groaned softly, taking the clipboard. "I told you not to call me that."

"C'mon, it's cute," Bokuto said, laughing.

"Wait, what?" Daichi looked between you three. "Little Kuroo? As in… related to him?"

Kuroo smirked, arms crossed casually as he leaned against the wall like he was waiting for this exact moment. "Yeah," he said. "She's my little sister. It's not exactly a secret."

Daichi stared. Then stared harder. Then back at you.

"You're… his sister?"

You gave him a sheepish smile. "That's why everyone just calls me Y/N—less confusion than when they used to call me Kuroo, too."

Daichi looked genuinely distressed. "No. No. That can't be right. You're—You're polite. And sweet. And you use inside voices. How did he happen to you?"

Kuroo laughed so hard he nearly fell off the wall. "You should've seen his face! I've never seen Daichi look like that! Absolute betrayal!"

"Don't take it personally," Daichi muttered, still stunned. "It's just... I mean, he's loud and obnoxious and always messing with people. And you're just—" He stopped himself before saying something sappy.

You smiled again. "He's not that bad. Most days." 

"I'm the best big brother," Kuroo said, puffing up, making you chuckle as you left, taking the empty bottles with you to refill them. 

Bokuto leaned in toward Daichi, whispering like he was sharing ancient wisdom. "She's like, the secret boss of Nekoma, bro. Good luck."

Kuroo grinned. "So. You were into her."

Daichi crossed his arms, trying to regain any shred of composure. "Maybe I still am."

There was a short pause.

Kuroo blinked. "Oh." Then he grinned wider. "I can't wait to tell Kenma."

Daichi sighed dramatically. "This is karma, isn't it? For that time I let Tanaka prank-call Fukurodani."

But when he caught your eye across the gym, your eyes soft and amused, Daichi smiled anyway.

Even if it meant dealing with Tetsurou, maybe this training camp wasn't so bad after all.

Kuroo

Kuroo Tetsurou had been crushing on Fukurodani's manager for a while now.

Ever since the first joint practice at their training gym, he'd noticed you. Calm, composed, always on top of schedules, hydration, warmups. Even Bokuto listened when you told him to focus—that alone made you worthy of eternal admiration.

But it wasn't just that you had your team in check. You were sharp, funny in this dry, quiet way that made him work for your laughs. And when you did laugh at one of his dumb little quips during a break? Oh, man.

Straight to the heart.

Everyone just called you Y/N, so Kuroo never gave much thought to your last name. Why would he? "Y/N" suited you—simple, chill, and low-key terrifying when you got serious about your manager duties.

You two had talked a lot over the course of training camps and matches. He was flirting, probably, in his very Kuroo way—dry comments, eyebrow waggles, a couple of "smooth" volleyball metaphors. And you didn't shut him down. Not once. If anything, you gave back just as much as he dished out.

He was planning his next move.

Until fate decided to destroy him.

It started on a completely normal Saturday.

He was headed over to Bokuto's house to hang out, maybe go over some training plans, maybe argue about who had the better spike form (spoiler: Kuroo thought it was himself, Bokuto disagreed. He wasn't a top ace for nothing). It was nothing out of the ordinary.

What was out of the ordinary was, who opened the door.

"Hi—oh. Kuroo?"

Kuroo blinked.

"…Y/N?"

You stood there in a hoodie and shorts, hair tied up, holding a bowl of chips like this was completely normal.

His brain short-circuited.

"Wait. Wait. Why are you here?"

"I live here," you said slowly. "Why are you here?"

"I'm here for—" Kuroo trailed off as realization slammed into him like a Bokuto back row spike.

You. Live. Here.

This is Bokuto's house.

You opened the door.

You LIVE here.

"NO." Kuroo staggered back a step, like he'd been personally betrayed by the universe. "No way. No actual way."

Bokuto suddenly appeared behind her, grinning wide. "Oh hey! You're early—oh wait, you didn't know?!"

Kuroo was still frozen. "You're siblings?"

You raised an eyebrow. "Same face, same eyes, same hair. Really thought you'd piece it together faster."

"BUT—why does no one call you Bokuto?!"

"Because we both respond to it," you said, deadpan. "At practice, they'd yell 'Bokuto!' and both of us would turn around. It got annoying. So now I'm just Y/N."

Bokuto slung an arm around your shoulder. "We're a power duo!"

"You're a walking psychological trap," Kuroo muttered, running a hand through his hair like he was rethinking his entire life. "I've been—flirting—with Bokuto's little sister. For months."

You shrugged. "To be fair, I was definitely flirting back."

Kuroo's heart gave a tragic little skip. "That doesn't help."

Bokuto was cackling. "This is the best day of my life."

"Do you understand what this means?!" Kuroo groaned. "If I date you, Bokuto becomes my brother-in-law! He's gonna give speeches at our wedding! He's going to show up in the delivery room when we have kids!"

Bokuto beamed. "I will! I'm gonna be the fun uncle!"

"I'm not ready for that timeline!" Kuroo wailed, sinking into the hallway like he'd just been benched permanently.

You laughed, setting the bowl of chips down before crouching beside him. "Don't you think you're getting ahead of yourself? Planning a wedding and future kids already when you didn't even ask me out yet?"

"I was gonna ask you out," he muttered, hands over his face. "Now I don't even know if I'm allowed to make eye contact with you."

You leaned in slightly, smiling. "Kuroo?"

"…Yeah?"

"I still think you should ask me."

He looked up, stunned.

Bokuto immediately gasped, clapping loudly. "DO IT RIGHT NOW!"

"Not with you here!" Kuroo shouted.

"Too late," you smirked. "I already said yes."

Kuroo just laid there on the floor, face in his hands.

"I hate everything. This Is Illegal. I've Been Set Up," he mumbled.

But his smile peeked through anyway.

Bokuto

Bokuto Koutarou had been to a lot of training camps. He'd seen a lot of managers. But nothing—absolutely nothing—prepared him for the moment he saw you walk into the gym at the summer joint training camp.

You were Karasuno's manager.

Confident. Calm. In control.

One sharp glance from you and the entire Karasuno team fell in line. Tanaka and Nishinoya? Silenced. Hinata and Kageyama? Moving like clockwork. Yamaguchi? Encouraged. Sugawara? Trusted. Even Tsukishima didn't have a single sarcastic comment when you spoke.

You ran the floor like a general, and Bokuto…

Bokuto fell.

"Akaashiiiiii!" he wailed later, collapsing onto the floor like he'd been hit with a love-powered spike to the chest. "I MET THE GIRL OF MY DREEEEEAMS."

Akaashi didn't even flinch. "It's been five minutes, Bokuto-san."

"She's so cool," Bokuto said, rolling dramatically across the gym mat. "She's got Daichi-level presence but she's NICE."

"She is nice," Akaashi said patiently, flipping a page in his notebook.

"And she looked at me once! ONCE!" Bokuto sat up, gripping Akaashi's shoulders. "I jumped higher than I ever have before! I might've touched the ceiling!"

"Impressive," Akaashi deadpanned.

And it was true.

The second you stood courtside during one of Fukurodani's practice matches, Bokuto ascended. Literally. His spikes got violent. His serve almost knocked Hinata over. The gym went silent after a particularly brutal cross shot, and you clapped politely—like it was no big deal—and that sealed it.

Bokuto glowed for the next three hours.

But the second you turned to talk to your own team—Daichi, or Hinata, or literally anyone else? Bokuto's performance plummeted.

"Bokuto-san, you missed the ball entirely."

"She was talking to Asahi, Akaashi! What if she likes the calm mysterious type?!"

"...So you abandoned the ball?"

"I wasn't emotionally stable, okay?!"

His moods became so intense, so you-focused, that not even Akaashi could rein him in half the time.

It was getting ridiculous.

But the final blow?

It came after a particularly close scrimmage, when Bokuto finally gathered the courage to talk to you near the water station.

"Hey, uh—Y/N-chan, right?" he asked, rubbing the back of his neck and trying to look cool. "You're… really awesome out there. With the team. It's, uh. Inspiring."

You smiled, warm and unbothered. "Thanks, Bokuto-san. You're pretty insane on the court yourself."

He short-circuited a little. "INSANE?!! YOU THINK—Wait. Wait wait wait. Are you free after—"

"Y/N!" Daichi jogged up behind you, towel around his shoulders. "Let's regroup the team for cool-down."

You turned. "Got it. Coming, bro!"

"Bro?" Bokuto repeated slowly.

You smiled. "Yep. He's my twin."

...

...

"Akaashiiiiiiiiiiiiii—!!"

Ten minutes later, Bokuto was curled up behind the bleachers, clutching a towel like a security blanket. "He's her twin, Akaashi. Daichi. Captain of Chaos Control. Father-figure of Karasuno. The man has dad strength."

Akaashi sighed. "Bokuto-san, it's not—"

"He has all of them on a leash. Have you seen how fast Tanaka shuts up when he speaks? That's terrifying power. He could snap his fingers and Nishinoya would disappear."

"He's not going to kill you, Bokuto-san."

"But I'm emotionally unstable and I have bad impulse control. He's going to look at me and see a walking red flag! What if he forbids me from talking to her? What if he—"

You poked your head around the corner.

"Hey," you said, amused. "You okay? You kinda sprinted away after I said Daichi was my brother."

Bokuto stiffened. "Me? No, I'm—I'm fine. Totally fine. Just… stretching! Yep. Emotional stretching."

You tilted your head. "You scared of him?"

"…Yes."

You laughed. "Don't be. He already knows you like me."

"HE DOES?!"

"I mean, you yelled it through the whole gym… He said if you break my heart, he'll break your knees. But otherwise, he's rooting for you."

Bokuto blinked. "That's… sweet? In a terrifying way?"

"Very Daichi," you grinned.

Bokuto smiled back, cheeks pink. "So uh… would it be okay if I did ask you out sometime?"

You nodded. "Definitely."

He short-circuited again.

"Akaashiiiiiiiiiiiiii—!"

Oikawa

Oikawa Tooru wasn't used to getting surprised. He was the setter, after all—the master of prediction, timing, and reading people like open books. But there was one book he hadn't quite figured out yet.

You.

You'd met a few months back, totally by chance. You had been sitting on the bleachers during a friendly scrimmage between schools, sketching something in a notebook while the rest of the crowd screamed over spikes and blocks. Oikawa had spotted you instantly, because of course he had—pretty girl, soft smile, looked like she didn't care one bit that half the gym was vibrating from cheers.

He'd made his way over during a water break, flashed his signature grin.

"You're not here for the volleyball, are you?"

You'd looked up, surprised. "Actually, I am. But you move too fast to draw properly."

Oikawa had blinked. That… was not the answer he was expecting. You smiled then, and something about it—warm, easy, not at all affected by his usual charm—stuck with him.

You ended up talking a few more times after that. He found out your name: L/N Y/N. A quiet girl with a sharp wit. You didn't fawn over his popularity, didn't get flustered when he teased you. You just... saw him. The real him, not the pretty setter on the court.

He thought about you more often than he'd admit, even to Iwaizumi.

Flash forward to Spring High.

Oikawa was doing his usual warm-up routine, glancing around the gym out of habit—and there you were, standing just beyond the benches, wearing a Shiratorizawa hoodie that hung too big on your shoulders.

He felt his heart skip a beat. "She came."

He made a mental note to find her after the match. Maybe this time he'd actually ask her out. For real. Like a real date.

The match was intense—Oikawa vs. Ushijima, as always. Each serve felt like a battle cry, each rally a test of pride. He threw everything into his plays, determined to make every point count. And somewhere in the chaos, he caught you watching—cheering when Seijou scored, even biting her lip when Ushijima landed one of his monster spikes.

Cute.

After the final whistle, sweat dripping down his back, Oikawa wiped his face with his jersey and glanced toward the crowd.

Then he froze.

Ushijima had walked over to you. You handed him a towel and a bottle of water like you'd done it a hundred times before.

"Good game, Wakatoshi," you said, voice soft.

Wakatoshi.

Oikawa's entire brain came to a screeching halt.  "This is a prank. Someone's filming me. Is this 'Volleyball Hidden Camera: Crush Edition'?"

Wait.

Wait.

He stormed over before he even realized what he was doing. "Y/N-chan?" he blurted. "You know him?!"

You blinked. "Uh… yeah? He's my brother."

"WHAT?!" Oikawa felt too many years of volleyball-related trauma flash before his eyes.

Ushijima looked over, expression as stone-faced as ever. "You know each other?"

"We've talked," you said, looking mildly amused. "He's nice."

"Nice?" Oikawa echoed, pointing a finger. "You're Ushiwaka's sister?! But… but you don't even have the same name!"

You tilted your head, confused. "We have different dads."

Oikawa looked like someone had just spiked a volleyball directly into his soul. "This is… this is the worst plot twist in history."

Ushijima raised an eyebrow. "Is there a problem?"

"YES," Oikawa said dramatically. "Because I've been flirting with my nemesis' sister for months and didn't know it!"

You couldn't help it—you laughed. Loudly. That soft, clear sound that always made Oikawa's brain do backflips.

Ushijima, on the other hand, blinked. "If you have romantic interest in my sister, you should declare it with seriousness. Not shouting."

Oikawa nearly choked. "Wha—you—declare it?! I'm not challenging her to a duel!"

"You're not challenging anyone," Ushijima said flatly. "You're not her type."

Oikawa turned to you, scandalized. "Is that true?!"

You smiled, hands behind your back. "I haven't decided yet."

Oikawa groaned into his hands. "I'm never living this down."

From then on, everything changed. Every time he texted you, he imagined Ushijima reading over your shoulder. Every time you showed up to a match, he felt Wakatoshi's eyes drilling holes into his skull from across the court.

But here's the thing about Oikawa Tooru—he was nothing if not persistent.

Sure, dating your rival's sister was risky. Maybe even idiotic. But when you laughed at his jokes, cheered for him just as loudly as you did for your brother, and told him you believed he could beat anyone—even Ushijima—he knew.

This wasn't just a crush.

So one day, after a particularly grueling game, he marched straight up to Ushijima, heart pounding like a match point serve.

"I'm just gonna say it," Oikawa declared. "I like your sister. A lot. And I'm going to ask her out. And there's nothing you can do to stop me!"

Ushijima stared at him, silent.

"…Unless you literally spike me through the ground, which, honestly, would be a very Ushijima thing to do."

"I cannot stop her from choosing who she likes," Wakatoshi replied, shrugging. "But if you break her heart, I will break your spine."

Oikawa turned pale. "Right. Yep. Fair. Very fair. Not terrifying at all."

From behind, you stepped in and linked your arm with Oikawa's, smiling up at him like he'd just won a national championship.

And for the first time, Oikawa Tooru thought maybe this rivalry was exactly what he needed to play the game of his life.

Because love, like volleyball, was all about timing—and he wasn't going to let this be another match he lost.

Ushijima 

Ushijima Wakatoshi was not easily distracted.

He trained with focus. He played with precision. He didn't allow unnecessary emotion to cloud his mind—especially not during matches.

But recently, there was something… off.

Someone.

Or rather—you.

You were Seijoh's team manager. Diligent, calm, and sharp-tongued when someone like Matsukawa or Hanamaki tried to get out of stretches. You had a certain way of keeping the team on track with nothing but a clipboard and a mildly threatening smile.

And Ushijima had noticed you.

At first, he thought it was just curiosity. You were always the first one in the gym, setting up cones and water bottles before your team arrived. You didn't speak unnecessarily. You didn't hover around Oikawa or the rest of the team—you just worked. Efficient. Clean. Focused.

He respected that.

Then he found himself watching you during practice matches. Listening for your voice when you called out plays or passed towels around. He started lingering near the benches more often between sets. Occasionally, he even felt his heart rate increase when you glanced his way.

It was unfamiliar. Unwelcome.

Distracting.

But strangely… not unpleasant.

The real problem began when Shiratorizawa and Seijoh had a joint practice one week before the Spring Tournament.

Ushijima was serving, smashing ball after ball over the net with violent precision—until he saw you near the edge of the gym, leaning slightly on your clipboard, watching quietly.

He faltered.

The next serve hit the net.

The entire gym went silent.

"Tendou," Ushijima said quietly as they rotated, "something is… wrong."

Tendou, grinning like a shark, followed his gaze and smirked. "Oh. Ohhh." He leaned in. "You like her."

"I don't… know her," Ushijima replied honestly.

Tendou shrugged. "Doesn't stop people from catching feelings."

The full disaster struck three days later.

Ushijima arrived early to a captains' meeting for the Spring High planning. You were there already—organizing the refreshment table. You looked up as he walked in, offered a polite nod.

"Ushijima-san," you greeted.

"…Good afternoon," he replied, standing awkwardly near the table.

You didn't talk much—he didn't either—but it was comfortable. Or it was, until Oikawa strolled in with a dramatic sigh and dropped a hand on your shoulder.

"There you are, Y/N. Honestly, you need to take breaks, you know."

Ushijima's gaze snapped toward the contact. "You're… close," he said, frowning faintly.

You blinked. "I'd hope so. He's my brother."

There was a beat of silence.

Ushijima stared.

Oikawa blinked at him, then smirked. "Oh. Ohhhh. Ushiwaka-kun didn't know?"

"…Your brother," Ushijima said slowly, processing it like a complicated playbook.

You nodded. "Different last names. My mom changed mine after the divorce."

Ushijima's expression didn't change, but something in his posture shifted—like a mental equation suddenly broke apart. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, Oikawa turned around slowly, eyes wide.

"Wait… what?" he asked, voice rising an octave.

You looked at him, confused. "I mean, you knew this."

"No, I mean — Of course I know that! But don't tell me you're the target of my lifelong rival's volleyball-glazed eyeballs!"

Ushijima blinked. "Your... what?"

Oikawa pointed a dramatic, accusatory finger at him. "You. You stay away from my sister."

"I haven't done anything inappropriate."

"You exist, and that's inappropriate enough!"

You stepped between them with an exasperated sigh. "Tooru."

"No, no, no, no—absolutely not. This is blasphemy. This is betrayal. This is—you're not seriously considering someone who's the human equivalent of a concrete wall with a jump serve!"

"Tooru," you said, firmer this time. "It's my life. You don't get to choose who I like. Or who likes me."

Oikawa stared at you, jaw slightly open.

Ushijima, to his credit, remained perfectly still—except for the tiniest twitch in his jaw when you said who likes me. He hadn't said anything yet, but he didn't deny it.

You turned to him, calm as ever. "Thank you for being respectful, Wakatoshi."

Oikawa made a gagging sound behind you.

Ushijima inclined his head slightly. "You're welcome."

You turned back to your brother. "You can scream into a pillow later, Tooru. But if you try to sabotage this, I'll make you run laps with Iwaizumi monitoring your form."

The color drained from his face. "Iwa-chan would never."

"He would."

"…Fine," Oikawa muttered. "But if he breaks your heart, I'm breaking his kneecaps."

Ushijima finally spoke, calm and absolute. "I would never hurt her."

Oikawa squinted. "I don't like you."

Ushijima shrugged. "You never did."

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[kawoala]

Your requests are opennn and I just saw the tsukishima fic and i luv ittt! May i request a prompt wherein kei and managerf!reader have been dating in the middle of the school year for a while and the team finds out? Thankss

𝐊𝐄𝐈 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 what is going on word count ; (1,225) content warning ; (sorry it took me so long to answer - i want to say i was perfecting it but really i was procrastinating, secret relationship unveiled, talkative mom, second year! tsukishima)

The gym is hot. It’s usually hot, what with all the players running up and down the court, breaking a sweat, breathing heavily, but today feels different. Maybe the twenty year old AC system has finally kicked the bucket.

The bleachers on either side of the gym are packed with people from both Karasuno and Ichibayashi. You’re not sure why so many people showed up, but you don’t really care. You sit next to Yachi on the bench where the team sits during time-outs, fanning yourself with your clipboard.

“This sucks,” you say to nobody in particular. Yachi is on one side, but there is a first year on the other side. You turn to the blonde girl, who’s staring intently at the court, and exhale dramatically. “Yachi, I said this sucks.”

“No, I heard you the first time,” she says nonchalantly, though you can see her trying to fight the smile threatening to break out on her face. She turns to look at you, letting her head lull to the side. “How can this suck, Y/n? We’re winning!”

You blink at her a couple times. “We haven’t lost a single set to Ichibayashi since before Suga-san’s first year. If we lose, I’m quitting as a manager.”

She huffs, rolling her eyes and turning her attention back to the game. You scrunch up your face, but do the same, eyes dead set on finding Kei. 

He always looks so handsome on the court. You often tell him that he goes into The Zone when he plays volleyball, but he just rolls his eyes and calls you weird. It would make you sad if you didn’t realize pretty early that his love language is shit-talking.

You watch him leap off the ground, effectively blocking Ichibayashi’s ball and scoring a point for Karasuno. You don’t realize until the crowd behind you erupts in cheers that the point he scored was the winning point.

Your body reacts before your mind can catch up, and you stand quickly, clapping your hands together in excitement. Yachi does the same beside you, and so do the rest of the benched players.

You watch Karasuno shake hands with the other team, thanking them for a good game, and then it’s done. You’re packing up your stuff, the team, including Kei, is headed to the locker room, but the call of his name startles you both.

“Oh, Kei!” You could hear that voice even if you were deaf. You turn slowly, watching your mother flag the tall boy down, calling his name like it means stop. “Kei! You played so well! I was wondering if you’d like to come over for dinner after this? You’re always welcome, but I’d like to invite you myself. Heaven knows Y/n will forget. How does that sound? I can call your mother if—”

“Mom!” Your voice echoes off the gym first, your sneakers against the waxy floor is next. You skid to a stop in between the two of them, eyes wide. “What are you doing?” You exclaim incredulously at her.

She raises her brows, obviously offended. “Excuse me, little girl. I’m inviting Kei to dinner tonight.” She clicks her tongue, putting her hand on her hip. You hate to say it, but this is where your attitude comes from and there’s no denying it. “I didn’t think you would have a problem with that.”

“I don’t, I just—” you cut yourself off, glancing around as you realize the whole team is staring at you. “I, um, was going to do that. I remembered, so you didn’t have to.”

She purses her lips, lifting her eyes to where Kei’s eyes presumably are. “Can you believe this? Angry with her mother because I invited someone she was already going to invite.”

“That’s not why I’m—”

“I know,” Kei cuts you off, patting you on the head a couple times. “Terrible, isn’t she?”

Your mother laughs, placing a hand on her chest like Kei is the funniest person she’s ever met. Spoiler alert; he’s not. She does have you in her life, after all.

“Okay.” You place your hands on her shoulders, turning her around towards the exit. “Time for you to go home and start working on dinner, yeah? We’ll be there in, like, thirty minutes.”

“Okay, sweetie,” she calls back with a wave of her hand. She glances back once more, giving Kei a tiny wave and big smile. Unbeknownst to you, he waves back.

When you turn around, you find the whole team still staring at you.

“What was that?” Ennoshita asks, narrowing his eyes.

You furrow your brows, tilting your head. “What was what? My mom’s crazy, don’t mind her.”

He hums, but Narita is nudging him into the locker room, mumbling something about post-game dinner ritual. Nishinoya and Tanaka are narrowing their eyes at you too.

“Why is your mom inviting Tsukishima to dinner at your house?”

“Yeah, why him, of all people. Why not me? I’m funnier and way handsome-r.”

You roll your eyes, but turn your attention to Kei and glare at him. “‘She’s terrible, isn’t she?’” You repeat in a mocking tone, scrunching your face up. “Do you hate me?”

”Wait, I’m confused.”

You look at Hinata and press your lips together. “When are you not?”

He. gives you a faux laugh and narrows his eyes— too many people have done that already, you’re starting to get a little annoyed. “Why is your mom inviting Tsukishima over to dinner and not one of us? Why does your mom like the meanest person in our year.”

Now, you hesitate. At the beginning of the year, you realized just how good Kei was at keeping secrets. You realized he didn't want all the drama that came with a public relationship, and neither did you, so you kept it a more private thing. That’s what was most comfortable for the two of you. However, it quickly became a nuisance. There were rumors of you two dating anyway, when Kei started being just the smallest bit nicer to you. It was harder to be around him and keep your feelings in check because, if you didn't, other people would find out and that would be a tragedy for the both of you.

”She’s my girlfriend, idiot.�� The words coming from Kei shock you. Your head whips around to look at him so fast, you fear there might be a touch of whiplash involved. Your eyes are wide, eyebrows raised to your hairline.

”What are you doing?” You ask through gritted teeth, tone walking the line of sing-songy and mad.

He turns to you now, smiling softly. “It’s getting tiresome having to hide our relationship, isn’t it? Plus, people already thought we were dating.” He shrugs. “Give the people what they want, right?”

You smile back at him. You think Kei has changed a lot since first year— in a good way, of course. He’s kinder, softer, stronger. All of the hinges that have changed about him, also changed with you. You don’t know it yet, but you two have made each other better people in the time frame of your relationship at this moment.

”What?” Hinata exclaims, putting his hands on his head. “What do you mean you’re dating? How could you date him? He’s so— and you’re so— what is going on!”

[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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[anisespice]

" take your shirt off! "

synopsis: one drink too many, and you’re standing on a table ready to let the girls fly. your still very much sober husband must intercept this bad decision before it’s too late.

warnings: suggestive themes, MDI. mentions of alcohol/getting drunk, hints of exhibitionism/public indecency (?), swearing, possessiveness, threats/violence, and i think that’s it :D

notes: i love songs that bring inspiration in the most unlikely of ways lol t-pain never misses and he never will - hope yall enjoy! :))

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At first, he paid no mind to the commotion happening off to the side of the room, drunkards hooping and hollering for whatever caught their attention for the time being. That is, until he realizes it’s you in the center of all of it. He nearly inhaled soda through his nose upon seeing you get coaxed into climbing on the table, your wobbly movement spiking his blood pressure as numerous scenarios played through his mind of all that could go wrong in the seconds it took for you to get up there.

You spun in a small circle, hips swaying to the beat of nothing with hands waving in an untamed fashion. It was all harmless at the start, just silly dances and slurred chants, all of which didn’t ease the nerves of your poor, spectating husband.

And it only worsened the second a random person shouted,

“Take your shirt off!”

The ones who waste no time snatching you right off the table before you even had the chance to grab the hem of your shirt:

It would be like a sixth sense of DRAKEN’s to know whenever you were up to no good. As soon as he caught an inkling of your tipsy self shimmying up on a table in his peripheral, he set his drink down with a sigh, got up and began shouldering through the crowd. It took him less than a few seconds to get in the front row, paying no mind to those cursing and jeering up at him, his tall stature allowing all the leverage he needed to scoop you up, and throw you over his shoulder. You kicked your legs in protest, but stopped immediately when he gave a mean swat to your ass, large hand gripping the flesh through your skirt to solidify his point—Mine.

“Tsk, that was too close. Better not see you down anything else but water for the rest of the night.”

You wouldn’t even get the chance to register the command before DAICHI grabs your arm with a terse, “Yeah, no, you’re done.” Something told him this would happened tonight, especially since you and Suga made it a goal to out-drink each other. At least that ashy-haired idiot had the decency to pass out at their booth. You, on the other hand, want to put him in an early grave apparently. As he escorted you back down to earth, before you could even fix your mouth to give him a sassy rebuttal, he held your jaw and gave soft, but stern, “Sweetheart. You’re done.”

Honorable mentions: MITUSYA, IWAIZUMI

The ones who use their body as a shield when they react too late, throwing threats left and right at anyone who dared to look or take pictures:

Wouldn’t think twice to jump up on the table too, leather jacket already in hand to wrap up your half naked frame. BAJI snatched your discarded top from one of the weirdos in the front, getting in a small tug of war until he eventually kicked the guy loose in annoyance, sending him backwards onto the hard floor. You didn’t even react, glassy eyes merely appraising him with a drunken grin, babbling about how fast he got up there with you, and how his jacket smelled like him. He couldn’t even stay mad, not when you clearly weren’t in the right mind to make the best decisions, and not when you looked so cute swaddled in the leather, struggling to stand straight. Besides, who was he to judge? He wasn’t a saint either.

“We’re going home. You can get naked all you want there.”

The bouncer didn’t have time to figure out what was happening before it was too late. Once he made it to the dance floor, KYOTANI hit him square in the forehead, sending him crashing into a nearby table, knocked out cold. In a flurry of punches and swings, he mowed down a good chunk of the male centered audience, leaving no one but those that have already averted their gazes or ran off to avoid getting caught in the crossfire. By now, the music had stopped, nobody was dancing, except for you of course. Your husband huffed and puffed, deadly stare daring anyone to look your way while you were still exposed, happily swinging your shirt around without a care in the world. Eventually he broke the heated glare to turn and coax you back down with ease, arms wrapped around you protectively as he shuffled you both towards the exit.

“Mm…you’re so warm, Tarō…”

“Tch. You’d be too, if you kept your damn clothes on…”

Honorable mentions: IZANA, TANAKA

The ones who are stunned and stare, before acting:

Like a damn teen caught in a titty bar, SHINICHIRO gaped and gawked, forgetting what he got up to do instantly, as if seeing your naked chest reset his mind like the neuralyzer from the movie, Men In Black. It’s not until the younger Haitani brother made a call from the DJ booth to, “Please get your wife down, Sano. Though we appreciate the view, we don’t need another law suit,” did he snap out of the trance. Despite you weakly batting his hands away, you eventually caved and came back down. But the real challenge was getting you to put the shirt back on.

“Baby, clothes are good, they aren’t ‘flesh-prisons’—No, no don’t you run, please don’t run, I won’t be able to focus if you make them bounce, baby, stop..!”

BOKUTO.exe unresponsive. He would blink owilshly, face stuck in a shocked smile as he watched you take off your shirt with impressive speed, given your inebriated state, and swinging it around like a trophy. He watched as many in the crowd shouted for you to throw it, getting a sense of déjà vu from one of his games whenever his fans wanted his sweaty towel. Bokuto eventually came back to his senses when Akaashi elbowed him urgently when he noticed you reaching for your skirt next. “B-Bokuto-san!”

“O-On it! I’m coming, [______]!” He soon took off his own shirt and tossed it over his shoulder, it landing on Akaashi’s head. He then bulldozed through the stalks of people, determined to take the attention off of you and onto him to save you from further harm or embarrassment. “Hey, hey, hey! That’s my wife! If anyone’s gonna watch her strip, it’s gonna be me!”

Honorable mentions: KAZUTORA, ATSUMU

The ones who join the crowd and cheer:

Let’s be honest, HANMA’s worries wouldn’t even truly be present. If anything, the only thing that troubled him was the idea of you regretting it tomorrow once your head was clear, and being scolded for not stopping you. But, how could he? Why would he? He wasn’t ashamed of his woman wanting to show off her goods, being the envy of the room knowing that he was the only one who got to touch them, taste them. He’ll deal with the repercussions later. Tonight, his girl was going wild and he couldn’t be more supportive.

“Yeah, take the bra off too!” He called out from his seat, phone ready and recording, grinning like a smug bastard.

When he showed the video to you the next day, it was almost worth the couple nights he spent banished to a motel down the street. Almost.

TERUSHIMA was happy that you were having fun. Despite the possessive urge to hide you away from the preying eyes of everyone eager to watch the display unfold, he couldn’t help but get off to the fact that everyone could see the assortment of hickies that were littered across your soft and supple skin, bite marks visible on the mounds like tattoos as a reminder to anyone who thought they had a chance with the pretty girl willing to strip in front of strangers; she’s taken. And so are ‘the girls’.

“Wooo! Yeah, baby, take it off!”

Honorable mentions: SHION, HANAMAKI

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