#suna is all fun and games until the lines crosses and then he is a mopey pathetic man

[missmeinyourbones]

SIMPLE COMPLICATION, MISCOMMUNICATION

cw: arguments aren’t fun :( suna is bad at communicating :( reader is frustrated and a tad insecure :( angst to fluff tho i swear, i was mad so i took it out on paper (and on rintaro)

The small crack of light creeping through your curtain feels equivalent to the burn of a hangover. 

The clock reads a reasonable almost ten in the morning, but your body dismisses the concept of time and aches for twelve more hours of sleep. You barely slept last night, tossing and turning for hours on end, all because of your stupid boyfriend. 

Suna’s terrible at communicating, no matter how many times you tell him. He’s human, prone to making mistakes and having his fair share of wheels that need greasing, but his avoidant communication skills are often the core of a handful of your arguments.

This time around, he’s been away for the week traveling with EJP—and while the travel is nothing new, you’ve only received a single phone call and four texts within the past week. 

Waking up with a pounding headache, you instantly groan at the thought of pulling yourself out of bed. Rintaro won't be home for another day, which means another night of no sleep and spiraling worry. 

At this point, coffee may be your only saving grace.

Trudging into your kitchen with knotted hair and morning breath, you barely even open your eyes as you mindlessly navigate your way to the savior that is your coffee machine. 

However, your apartment isn't as empty as you left it last night. 

“Yikes,” an unsuspecting yet familiar voice practically wheezes at your appearance. “You look like you slept well,” the voice oozes of nothing but sarcasm and instigation. 

Cracking open a tired and cranky eye, you see him through blurry vision. He’s comfortable on the couch, phone placed on the coffee table and hands on his knees as he sits up, now knowing that you’re awake. 

He looks good, and as relieved as you are to know he’s back home safe, you don’t have it in you to be merrily surprised. 

“Why’re you here?” you growl. 

Rintaro bites the inside of his cheek. He’s not too surprised at your cold greeting, but winces all the same at your harsh tone. 

“Ouch,” his hand covers his chest in hurt. “Is that any way to greet your sexy boyfriend first thing in the morning after he’s been away?”

“When I’m pissed at him, yes,” you snap with a burning annoyance. You sound tired, and Suna ignores the ache in his chest that knows it’s because of him. 

Standing quickly and making his way toward you, his eyes follow your every move. You walk by him without so much as a glance and make your way over to the coffee machine. Turning it on, you sigh against the counter and wait for it to warm up. 

“What are you doing here, Suna?” 

His breath catches in his throat, “Suna? Since when was I demoted?” 

He must have been slowly inching himself towards you, because he now stands beside you in the kitchen. He moves to press a kiss to your temple—testing out the waters—but you immediately step away and hold up a hand that wordlessly tells him to back off. He makes a mental note of the silent message. Sailor’s warning, rocky seas ahead. 

“I’m serious,” your eyes remain locked on the coffee machine whirring before you.

“So am I. Suna?” he tries again. His nails scratch at his stubbly jaw in thought, “Nope, never heard of him. Don’t know who that is.”

As if your tone isn’t clear enough that you're unimpressed with his antics, the scowl on your face solidifies any leftover room for interpretation. 

There’s no point in playing along with his games, so you fold. “Maybe that's because he’s been away for almost a week and has barely responded to any of my texts.”

Rintaro exhales. And there it is. 

The reason you’re giving him the cold shoulder after a week of being apart. The reason he wasn't met with the comforting weight of your frame jumping into his arms and a kiss filled with enough love to feed an army. The reason you didn’t answer his last three texts of:

surprise!!! trip ended a day early. boarding rn, can’t wait to see you :P

landed safe and omw, love u <3 

here so wake up and let me love you :/ coward

Rintaro inhales. It’s all making sense now. 

“Huh,” he frowns, “he sounds like a dick.”

You look him in the eye for the first time this morning and it sends an instant chill up his spine. A cold glare of anger and exhaustion and hurt. 

Suna doesn’t like it one bit. He loathes it, especially when it's directed at him. He decides that this has gone on long enough. 

He wraps an arm around your shoulder in an attempt to pull you into his chest. “C’mere, I’m sorry. My schedule’s been crazy.”

You resist, but not enough to actually mean it, so he holds your head in place against his chest. 

Noticing you're not yet hugging him back, he mumbles the confirmation into your hair, “Today’s practice got canceled. M’all yours.”

And suddenly, as if he’s been balancing on a wavering piece of glass and finally applied too much pressure on a crack, the panel shatters and you're pulling away from his hold with a shaky sigh. 

“I’m not in the mood to be your second choice today.”

The apartment falls silent, aside from the comedic timing of your coffee machine deciding to start drizzling the dark liquid into your ceramic mug. Your confession (followed by the deafening silence that shows no sign of you taking back your words) makes him swallow down the bile quickly rising in his throat.  

“Baby,” he breathes, voice now devoid of all airy humor it was laced with a few moments ago, “that’s not even funny. M’done with the bit now, c’mon.”

“I’m serious,” you snap, and the step Rintaro takes forward is frozen mid-stride.

“I haven’t seen you in days, barely talked to you. You said you would tell me when you landed safely in Brazil and you never did. You left almost half of my texts on delivered when I was only checking in on you, and—” 

“Shit, I know,” his voice comes out harsher than he means it to, and when the coffee machine turns off and makes his outburst all the more sour, he makes a mental note to break it later. 

The look of shock that flashes across your face is gone before he can address it, but it was there and now he’s afraid he’s going to see it every time he so much as closes his eyes.  

His tone is softer the second time around, “I know, and I’m sorry.” 

He thinks about taking another step closer to you, but the tears of frustration threatening to slip from your lash line tell him not to. So he keeps his distance and tries to speak as calmly as he can.  

“It’s been hard for me, too. Fuckin’ coach keeps changing the dates around on us, but when I’m not playing, I’m eating or sleeping. That’s all, you know that—”

“It’s not about that,” you coldly cut him off, upset that he’d even insinuate something as foolish as infidelity. That’s not where your mind was, and you both know that. 

Your head falls into your hands as your elbows rest against the chilly countertop. “That's your job, I know what is signed up for.”

He watches you close your eyes in disappointment and (what he knows to be) embarrassment, “But I worry, and I know that you know that.”

He doesn't miss the crack in your voice and the way it instantly creates a crack in his heart. He continues to watch, helplessly, as you bare yourself to him beneath the crumbling pressure.  

“And when you don’t answer, it makes me feel like I’m annoying you, like you don't want to talk to me. And if that’s the case, then maybe you shouldn’t have to deal with me being clingy and insecure and—”

“Yeah, stopping you right there,” he crudely interrupts, pulling your now malleable frame into his arms.

He coos at your shaky inhales against his chest, and it makes you feel like a wounded child. “You could never annoy me,” he promises.

And you know he means it, no matter how frustrating these past six days have been for you. 

“I’m sorry I blow at communicating,” his voice weaves in and out of your ears as he whispers into the crown of your head, “but please know that even when I’m busy and exhausted and practically a fucking zombie, I still want to talk to you. Always do.”

You believe him. It doesn't make it hurt any less, but you believe him. 

“Well, do a better job of showing it,” you mumble against his sweatshirt. It’s weak, but it’s there.

His hand finds your back, drawing mindless circles and pushing you further into his hold. As if you’ll slip out of his grasp like a bag in the wind if he's not cautious enough with you.

“Anything for you, baby.”

He holds you there for a moment, and the kitchen is filled with nothing but the sound of your sniffly breathing and the smell of steaming hazelnut. 

Eventually, his voice comes quiet, muffled from the crook of your neck as it vibrates your skin. 

“Do you really think I put my work before you?” 

“No,” your response is immediate because it’s true, “I don’t. I just missed you, Rintaro.”

You bite your tongue when you feel his smirk against your skin, and its not a second before he’s pulling away and you see it on his face. “Rintaro, huh?” 

You roll your eyes and go to push him off of you, but he’s too fast. His quick reflexes come in handy as his fingers catch your wrist mid-shove.

“Come on, just a little more, gimme what I wanna hear.”

“No,” your stubbornness wins as you twist your wrist in his palm. 

“Please, baby,” he begs without hesitation. “Just shorten it a few letters. S’all I wanna hear.”

“You’re annoying me.”

“I have a week’s worth of annoying you to catch up on,” he easily retorts.

Amid your bickering, Rintaro has backed you up against the counter, pinning you beneath his weight as he childishly slumps on top of you.

“You’re heavy,” he feels you groan.

“I beg your pardon?”

“Get off, Rin.”

His heart instantly swells at the sweet name falling from your lips, and his grin mirrors the internal organ as it grows three times in size. 

“There it is,” he coos as you try to shrug his hands away from cradling your face. You roll your eyes, but your smile is evident. “There she is, my pretty girl.”

You let him press his lips to yours, and while you tell yourself it to shut him up, you’d be a liar if you said that was the only reason. He tastes like the drugstore cherry chapstick he uses and the cinnamon gum he chewed on the plane ride home. 

“Missed you,” he presses another sweet kiss to your lips, “I love you.”

You swallow his words without remorse. “Love you too.”

He lifts you onto the countertop and laughs when you jump at the cold granite on your exposed skin. Next to your now lukewarm coffee, he picks up the mug with one hand and carefully passes it to you. He watches you take a sip, and hums into the beverage when you hold it up to his own mouth and let him have a taste. 

Between brushing noses and coffee-tasting kisses, he breathes. “Wanna help me unpack?” 

On command, your eyes roll. “You’re on thin ice, Rin.”

He wouldn't have it any other way, so he shrugs into your neck. “Good thing I know how to skate.”

[seoulmatez]

୨♡୧ UMBRELLA — suna x reader. sfw. fluff.

requested by sage ( deactivated :'( ) for my rin round up event!

the one day you forget to stuff your umbrella into the side of your backpack, it rains.

not a light drizzle that would be mildly annoying at most, but the kind of rainfall that you can hear pelting against the windows—the kind that you definitely don’t want to walk home in.

you let out a huff at seeing the time. it’s later than you should be leaving and you can’t help but think that maybe you would have missed the rain if you had left an hour earlier like you normally do on any other weekday. there’s no telling how long it’ll be before it lets up, so, unfortunately, you’ll be stuck in this building until the weather clears up enough for you to make a run for it.

instead of making every minute feel painstakingly longer by watching puddles form on the sidewalk beyond the door, you turn on your heel with the intention of killing time by watching something on your phone. though, before you can make it to one of the many tables, your path is blocked by a broad body. when you look up, you’re met with unmistakable grayish-yellow eyes. 

“so the rumors are true,” suna starts, eyeing you up and down before meeting your gaze once more with a playful smirk. “you’re bound to this school and can’t ever leave.”

in all the time you’ve known suna, you don’t think you’ve heard one serious thing come out of his mouth. you can’t be sure if it’s just you or if he’s always so flippant. you roll your eyes, shaking your head at his dumb statement. “it’s raining and i don’t want to get wet.”

suna raises his eyebrows. “no umbrella? i thought you were always prepared.”

there he goes again, taunting you like it’s a game. it’s been this way since high school and back then you’d respond to his jokes with jabs of your own. it’s never bothered you a great deal but right now, all you want is to go home and suna reminding you that you can’t serves as the straw that broke the camel’s back.

“don’t you have anything better to do than stand here and make fun of my oversight?” you look past him, eyes scanning the lobby for a suitable spot to spend who knows how long.

something about your tone makes suna’s grin fade. it’s not jesting like usual and he’s afraid that the hint of exhaustion he hears in your words has to do with him. joking around with you is much less fun when you aren’t in on it—especially if his teasing has truly struck a nerve.

suna would never consider himself to be well-versed in kind gestures, but he thinks that he might have some way to make up for overstepping.

“i guess i could walk you home,” he offers. there’s a glint of doubt in your eyes as you stare at him. he isn’t sure if it’s because the suggestion is strange coming from him or if you think he’s no better suited to brave the weather than you are. suna can’t do much about that first one, but to prove that he can in fact get you home dry, he pulls out the umbrella from the mesh holding of his backpack and holds it up beside him. “i have an umbrella.”

part of you feels like a fifteen minute walk with suna—someone you would barely consider a friend—is bound to be at least a little bit awkward but a larger part of you is willing to put up with that if it means you can finally get off this campus. “fine. but only because i really want to get home.”

“of course.” suna nods. he steps past you to push open the heavy door, pressing the button to extend the umbrella. the waterproof canopy shields his dark hair from the rain and he jerks his head to the side in a silent gesture for you to follow him.

you do, careful to step close enough so that you’re also under the umbrella but not so close that you’re bumping shoulders with him. “it’s this way,” you point in the direction of your apartment building.

suna nods again and sets off, pacing his steps so that they’re in line with yours. other than the rain hitting the canopy and the sound of your footsteps, it’s silent. you cross your arms and shy away from the edge of the umbrella where water is dripping. it brings you a little closer to suna but the warmth emanating from him is preferable to the sleeve of your sweater getting soaked.

“so,” suna’s smooth voice cuts through the silence, “what were you doing at the sports center?”

you can’t stop your head from turning to look at him, though, his gaze is still focused ahead. seems like that point you made earlier suna never having anything serious to say no longer stands. you’re sure he’s trying to ward off the awkward air surrounding the two of you. you’re sure he’s just trying to be nice, that he doesn’t really care what you were up to, but you answer him anyway. “oh, i was interviewing for a job at the front desk.”

suna’s lips part as he readies to respond with one of his usual quips—something like being able to bother you more often if you get the position—but he quickly presses them closed. he’ll end up running you away if he keeps at it so frequently and that’s the last thing he wants. even though it may not seem like it, suna likes having you around. he likes it a lot.

so he settles for, “that’s cool.”

“the description actually sounds pretty boring.” sitting behind a desk, answering calls, and constantly being around student athletes isn’t exactly your idea of fun but working on campus is convenient and you need the money so you’re hoping for a call back with good news.

“i don’t know,” suna starts, finally turning his gaze to you. there’s a sparkle of playfulness in his eyes. “watching atsumu flirt and fumble is pretty entertaining. it’s like a neverending show.”

the mental image of atsumu flaunting his position as the volleyball team’s setter in an attempt to impress a crowd and maybe walk away with someone’s number makes you chuckle. “okay, that does sound kinda funny.”

your laugh catches suna a bit off guard but aside from his initial surprise, he finds it pretty. sure, he’s heard it plenty of times in passing before, though, never this close. and he’s never been the reason behind your laugh. it’s probably a little silly, but he thinks it sounds even sweeter when he’s the one who caused it.

the rest of your walk is highlighted by natural conversation; questions from you about volleyball and questions from suna about your extracurriculars. it’s uneventful and utterly normal and the exact opposite of what you would expect from suna. although, you don’t dislike it. in fact, you think you could get used to it.

time passes a lot faster in suna’s company and before you know it, you’re standing outside your building. it’s quiet again as suna holds the umbrella over you while you enter your pin to unlock the main door. an automated click sounds through the air and you pull on the handle so it doesn’t lock again. awkwardly, you turn to face suna. “thanks… for walking with me. and sharing your umbrella.”

he dramatically gasps, pressing his free hand to his chest in yet another show of theatrics. “was that a thank you i heard?”

suna is almost sure he’s taken it too far again before you smile.

“don’t get used to it,” you tell him as you step into the dry lobby of your building. before the door closes, you raise your hand in a wave. “bye, suna.”

thanks for reading! consider commenting or reblogging if you enjoyed ❤︎

[puckpocketed]

Naruto ice hockey AU!! a good friend suggested there should be more art of hockey equipment and then I went out and started looking at hockey equipment for references and then this wedged itself into the back of my mind until i gave up and painted it. click for better quality. Yes i have mock ups. They will not see the light of day until I finish all 3 jersey variants ! AU and design notes under the cut if you fancy <3

Lore… i used to run a Naruto blog when I was much much much younger. you are currently witnessing my old special interest cross over with my current special interest.

Bits and pieces from this AU that I’ve been rotating in my mind:

Welcome to the Elemental Nations Hockey League? :D

Every season they play for the Kaguya Cup, named after the mother of ice hockey who invented it eons ago with two sons on her hip ! Yeah sure we’ll go with that….

I present to you the Original FIVE: the Kumo Cloud, the Iwa Quake, the Kiri Mist Wraiths, the Suna Dust Devils, and the Konoha Leafs !! Sorry to actual Leafs fans but I thought about this for much longer than I want to admit and there is no other name that makes sense here. I just think they’re fun <3 (SO many translatable motifs and ideas and I can’t include them all here)

3-man units EASILY become lines. I thought about this and yeah . Yeah. Team 7 is still comprised of Naruto-Sakura-Sasuke OBVIOUSLY . there is no gender segregation in this AU because i chose joy and fun when dreaming it up. also they all wore 7 in juniors. 777. 7-UP line LMAO. jackpot line? Team 7. haven’t decided.

Naruto quick facts: winger, wears the C (eventually) undrafted in his first eligible year, taken 111th overall in his second (he was a late bloomer + canon-compliant asshole child era meant nobody wanted his ass!! Konoha took a chance on him!). Wore #7 he wears #1 because of his draft position and because he’s gonna be the best player EVER. <3 He thinks he’s normal about Sasuke (he is not)

Sasuke notes: winger, wears an A. went 1st overall. No weaknesses … the Perfect player ! except he is Not his brother Itachi who ALSO went 1st overall about 10 years ago. the world wont let him forget it . Itachi is now retired for medical reasons but works in hockey as a scout, but the comparisons haunt our little man… </3 Sasuke’s D+1 year he wasn’t ready for the ENHL and everyone started calling him a bust because he got sent down!! SAD!!!! Wears #77 as a Leaf because they all agreed it would be fair no one should have #7. Trade rumours to the Oto Thunder every season like clockwork because Orochimaru, Oto’s GM, originally tanked to get Sasuke in the draft and FAILED…!

Sidebar i believe in my heart that Naruto and Sasuke played for rival juniors teams; the Uzushio Tempest and the Uchiwa Flames…… let me cook here alright,.. i just think they developed an intense fixation on each other and got thrown out of games for fighting ! Ironically this rivalry unlocked their potential and they were in a heated scoring race thru the entire season…..

Sakura: undisputed center and the bus driver of this line!!! wears the other A! Drafted 7OA and everyone was mad about it because they wanted someone else. Wore #7 through juniors to spite them !! Currently wears #16 just like her hero Tsunade <3 Tactical mind, not naturally talented but worked hard for everything she has, an extremely effective playmaker… I think she is built like a tank… terrifying power forward Sakura…………….

They play for the Konoha Leafs obviously...! Theyre the cringefail girlies for about 2 years once they make it to the ENHL, godbless . Lots of individual flashes of brilliance but no long-term success and zero team cohesion as they are shuffled around. Naruto and Sasuke both have a go at being center but they both Suck at anchoring a line like that.. they aint made that way (to ME!!!) Konoha Leafs on the verge of collapse and wasting another 5-7 yrs of being mediocre. Then one day coach Kakashi decides ‘Hm. Maybe. i will make Sakura play with these two assholes.’ And the rest is history!!!!!!

Listen I just think she would corral their worst impulses and keep them in line…. I feel like she’s a very responsible and smart 2-way player and balances Naruto and Sasuke’s heavy offence out. They get really dangerous the moment they settle into their roles. 777. JACKPOT!!!!!!

Various team mascots are the tailed beasts? <3 I just think it would be neat….!

Lots of expansion team ideas (smaller villages) and a junior league (clan associations !) many ideas…

DESIGN NOTES

In-universe, the above design is a 3rd jersey nodding towards Konoha's heritage. Prior to becoming the Leafs in the ENHL, they were the Demon Foxes!

WHY did i choose a third jersey…? This idea popped into my head when i heard rumours the ducks were leaning into their orange county ties in the rebrand and i thought ouuuhh you know what would fuck severely… naruto x ducks brand collaboration…… oramnge…. I love orange <3

Anyway Naruto had his heart set on being a goalie before tragically being moved to forward (the skaters …they YEARN for the pipes!!!!) so he wraps his stick in that insane goalie knob style <3 Where did you get that red and blue tape from Naruto…. C’mon now don’t be shy …

Blade is orange taped bc Naruto loves orange so bad. There are various ideas about white sticks/white tape being harder to see against the ice and i think he’d like the idea of taping his blade orange bc the doesn’t need that competitive advantage lol

Konoha home jerseys are green/brown/white/red/blue (think something closer to the Jounin flak jackets) More on them later mayhaps…

Out of universe, I based the colours and design elements largely off Naruto’s outfits over the series. The black and orange is a nod to his first outfit in Shippuden — note the black on his shoulders cutting across his chest and the shape language of the piping on the abdomen.

The red piping is because reaaaalllly wanted to add his Hokage robe flames but i tried it and thought it looked lame as HELL . So i suppose we will save that for a specialty jersey somewhere down the line (many thoughts… many many thoughts….)

The blue/white/red on his skates, sleeves, and gloves is an homage to the Uchiha, who had a hand in founding the team + have people within the org. I imagine the Uchiha clan as this, idk, juggernaut of hockey dynasties…!! A finger in every possible pie. Maybe they have partial ownership of the team. They do equipment manufacturing (gloves, skates, tape!), PR, scouting… everything!!!

Shoulder patches are Uzushio’s whirlpool insignia.

The ribbed neck guard is a reference to Naruto’s first jumpsuit design. He definitely thinks he doesn’t need a neck guard until Sasuke mentions that they’re kind of cool — a blatant manipulation to get Naruto to wear one. <- they are unwell about each other you see

Naruto tapes his hockey socks different every time for good luck. someone said variety is the spice of life and then he heard somewhere else that spicy foods promote longevity and his wires got crossed and now he thinks of variance = spice = a long playing career.

[kageyuji]

his teammate has a crush on his s/o

⤷ oikawa, atsumu, akaashi, tsukishima, tanaka, kenma ; [gn!reader] — part 2

tags: jealousy, fluff(?), a few swears, the teammates had to be mischaracterized a bit for the plot, and a little sprinkle of threats as a treat

note: you’re so cute when you reblog <33

━━ OIKAWA

oikawa was always protective of you, though he is terrible at swallowing his pride and will never admit to being jealous

but he couldn’t deny it to himself

not when he saw how mattsun laughed whenever you spoke to makki, how makki always seemed to have his eyes on you

then again he knew how much he could read into things, how whenever an idea got planted in his mind he’d overthink it

so he brushed it off and tried to ignore the bitter feeling he got very time you interacted with the other guy

it wasn’t until he overheard mattsun and makki talking that he realized he was right

“you can’t deny that y/n is cute, mattsun, look at them. probably cuter wearing my t-shirt though, hm?”

when i tell you he froze

he literally stopped, volleyball in hand. it seemed like he was frozen in time, holding his breath and eyes staring at nothing, but seemingly at something that scared him

then he blinked, turning his head to offer makki a confused but hostile look

“come again? i don’t think i heard you right.”

now it’s makki’s turn to freeze

eventually he’ll offer a nervous, apologetic smile and say it was nothing, but he also won’t look oikawa in the eye anymore

oikawa doesn’t walk away then, instead opting to walk over to the two of them

“y/n is my partner. not yours, ok?” “ok!”

oikawa then makes a point to have you wearing either his extra jersey or hoodie around the team, especially around makki

━━ ATSUMU

atsumu is another thats already protective of you, except he doesn’t mind showing it

he’ll deny that he’s doing it, but no one misses the way he puts an arm around you and pulls you close his chest, or the glares he sends the other person

he especially gets worried around other guys that you’re close with. he knows he can’t contol your friends and it’s not like he wants to

but he just wishes you wouldn’t seem to have more fun with them than with your boyfriend

what really bothered him though was the way you and suna seemed to get along — suna had always been the type to tease the people he liked and atsumu hated how he did that to you

he trusted suna though, trusted that even if suna did have feelings for you he wouldn’t do anything about it

atsumu had written off his jealousy once again, though he hated the way his teammate had made you laugh

that was until he heard suna say something like “they’re cute”

atsumu turned around quickly, jaw set and something like betrayal written on his face

“are you talking about y/n?” he says, as though he doesn’t already know the answer

suna doesn’t respond, just turns to atsumu and looks as though he’s trying to find some sort of excuse without actually having to lie

“i can’t control whether the two of you talk, but don’t you dare fucking flirt with them again.”

if you thought he was touchy before, he’s even more so now

he always makes sure that you’re either wearing something of his or that he’s touching you in some way — he’ll hold your hand, hug you, press kisses to the side of your face

━━ AKAASHI

though he hates it, he tends to get insecure

and he’s insecure about literally everything, but he’s especially worried that he’s not good enough for you

so him being jealous on occasion is in the package deal

he hides it well though, usually calming himself down enough by holding your hand or looking at a photo of the two of you

usually he’s good at communicating whenever he gets like that, he’ll tell you later whenever it’s just you and him

but he didn’t really know what to do about the fact that konoha had seemed to be getting more and more flirtatious with you

you were always at his practices and his games, he couldn’t expect you not to talk to konoha so much

besides, it was probably just his insecurities again... right?

he kept telling himself that, at least until bokuto had mentioned it nonchalantly

“what did you just say?”

“uh, the part about konoha liking y/n? or the other part?”

his heart drops, eyes quickly scanning the room to find you and hoping konoha wasn’t talking to you

but of course he was talking to you and cracking some dumb joke that made you laugh

and then suddenly there was akaashi beside you, wrapping his arm around you and staring at konoha with hostility in his eyes

he won’t say anything to konoha in front of you, the last thing he wants is to make you uncomfortable

but the second you’re gone akaashi won’t hesitate to confront him, digging his nails into his palms to keep himself calm

“i don’t control y/n or their friends, but keep in mind that you’re their friend. and i’m their boyfriend. and i get that feelings are uncontrollable but if you flirt with them again i might just feel like hitting you.”

━━ TSUKISHIMA

tsukishima actually wasn’t the type to get jealous a lot. even when guys openly flirted with you, there was a feeling more like pride then jealousy

he only really got jealous when the guy posed an actual threat, and even then he played it off with a cocky smile and pitying look at the guy

but this time it was different

he never got along much with kageyama, so he wasn’t completely sure why the setter had taken to talking to you of all people

hinata was the only person that kageyama usually talked to; it was logical for tsukishima to wonder why kageyama had been starting conversations with you

so he watched the other boy with a careful eye for a while and made sure he wasn’t getting too comfortable around you

it wasn’t until he overheard kageyama and hinata talking that he had confirmation

“kageyama, you don’t have feelings for y/n, do you?”

“well... i don’t know, i mean they’re cute and they’re really nice, don’t you think? maybe if tsukishima w-”

without missing a beat, tsukishima turns and smiles at the setter, “yeah i agree. the difference between you and i though is that y/n is mine, know your place, king.”

kageyama didn’t say anything in response, just wrinkled his nose, grabbed his bag, and left the gym

tsukishima knew that you liked him as opposed to kageyama, so he wasn’t exactly worried about it

but he did try to smoothly mention that maybe you shouldn’t talk to kageyama as much (spoiler: it was not smooth and all, you ended up asking why and tsukki had to admit what happened through red-tinted cheeks)

━━ TANAKA

the king of getting protective and jealous

he doesn’t mean to be, he just doesn’t understand why you chose to be with him of all people

he’s grateful that you did though, he honestly doesn’t know what he’d do without you

on the bright side though, he isn’t one to hide his jealousy either. if he deems someone to be getting a little too friendly with you, he’ll step in and let them know you’re taken

obviously if his protectiveness makes you uncomfortable he’ll tone it down, but unless you tell him that he’s going to make sure everyone knows that you’re dating

so it only takes once for someone to get what he deems flirtatious and he’s letting the other person know that they’re crossing a line

except this time it was nishinoya, and tanaka was a little torn

he trusted his best friend obviously, but then again he knew that nishinoya showed off and bragged to you a lot more than he did with other people

he watched as nishinoya grabbed your hand, kissing the back of it and then smiling

and then in no time, there was tanaka, holding the other boy by the collar of his shirt

“what the hell man?!” he says, then finally let’s go of nishinoya

“sorry...” nishinoya says quietly, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. instead of saying anything else, he looks at the ground and starts walking away

“i’ll deal with him later,” tanaka says, voice much softer than it had been

he wraps you in a hug, burying his face into your neck and leaving gentle kisses there. he won’t let go for a while unless you ask him to

━━ KENMA

kenma didn’t get jealous a lot either, he could easily tell whenever someone was flirting with you as opposed to when someone was just being friendly

the only time he actually got jealous was when people flirted with you. and even then he’d just walk over to you and grab your hand, giving the other person a bored look

however, it was harder for him to tell if you were close to the other person

which was why he was a little skeptical whenever yaku seemed to be getting a little too close to you

he tried to believe it wasn’t; yaku wouldn’t flirt with someone he knew was in a relationship. especially not if the person was dating his teammate... would he?

except whenever he saw yaku blush and smile at something you’d said, then said something to make you laugh, that was his confirmation

“so what are you talking about?” kenma said, walking over to you and yaku. he wrapped his arms around you, hooking his chin over your shoulder so he could see the other guy

he saw something like concern appear on yaku’s face now

kenma couldnt help but smile, not when yaku said they were talking about nothing, though their was panic lacing his words

“hm,” kenma hummed, pressed a quick kiss to the side of your face, and then turned his eyes back to yaku

“well maybe the next time you try to flirt with my partner, invite me next time.”

“i-i wasn’t... that’s not it-“

“i’m not dense, just understand that y/n is my partner, and i’m their’s. step off.”

© kageyuji 2021. do not copy, modify, or otherwise plagiarize in any way.

[t0shii]

pretending you're upset to get their attention

matsukawa issei, oikawa toru, suma rintaro x gn!r

!warnings! none/ lightly proofread

MATTSUKAWA ISSEI.

you sat in the living room, scrolling aimlessly through your phone while a random show played in the background until you heard the click of a door, meaning issei was FINALLY awake, thinking quickly of a plan, you threw a pout on your face and crossed your arms over your chest.

you scrunched your nose as he walked passed you, dammit guess im gonna have to take this a step further, you thought. so you added in a small sniffle, almost cracking a grin when you saw your boyfriend snap his head around from the corner of your eye. "baby? is everything okay?" he asks softly, his voice was a little hoarse and when you looked up at him his messy hair almost made you smile. you shook your head "no" as he walked over to your sitting position.

you choked out a dry sob praying your boyfriend didn't see through you."what's wrong babygirl?" his voice was so soft it was almost unrecognizable, he rarely talked to you like this. you looked down and shrugged your shoulders mumbling a "i dunno, issei" while he wrapped his arms around you and stroked the back of your head with his big hand. "oh baby, is there anything i can do for you?" you could practically feel the worry in his voice and you felt a little guilty. "just hold me please?" you ask, voice a little whiny so he has no choice but to say yes.

"of course baby. if this is because i took a nap without you im sorry, i did ask if you wanted to join but you said no so i thought it was okay." the way he was talking so cautiously and gentle caused you to let out a soft giggle, he immediately removed himself from the embrace he had you in."what's this? did you lie?" he had a big frown on his face and his eyebrows were furrowed so deep he looked like an old man he looked angry at you, guilt immediately crept up your chest and your heart started beating fast, is he mad at me? you thought.

"i-it was just a prank issei! i didn't mean to make you angry. i-im so sorry!" you explain, causing him to burst out in laughter, "i got youuuuu" you hummed a big grin on his face, "you can't trick me, princess" he said, tapping your nose with his pointer finger. "that pout you were wearing was pretty convincing though!" "you're mean, i thought i actually made you mad! your face was scary" you yell, crossing your arms over your chest defensively, "ohhh i'm sorry baby, i didn't mean to scare you! but if you wanted my attention you should have just asked from the beginning."

OIKAWA TOORU.

you had never had a problem with your boyfriends fangirls, infact, most of them were all really sweet to you and respected your relationship with tooru!you had been in the car while tooru got the two of you coffee, a few fans coming up to him while he was in line. you could clearly see them making conversation, you smirked mischievously when the light bulb above your head went off, perfect you giggled to yourself.

when you saw him open the coffee shop door you mentally prepared yourself for your prank. as he opened the drivers side door, your knees turned to point towards the passenger side door, you crossed your arms and looked out the window. immediately he knew something was up. "i'm back baby! sorry it took so long, they were kinda busy." he explained, climbing into the car. he held out your order to you which you carefully took from his hand and looked out the window again. he looked at you confused, "is everything okay, princess?" he asks cautiously, you only nodded silently, refusing to look his way. he let an airy "okay" then started the car.

he wanted to rest his hand on your knee like he always did but he figured you were upset at him for something so he decided against it, a small frown forming on his lips. the car ride was silent except for the occasional dramatic sigh from your lips. he looked over at you to make sure you were okay at every red light and traced the whole day back to try and figure out the cause of your sudden change in behavior. when you finally got home, you opened the car door as soon as he put the car in park, you decided against slamming the car door behind you because you know he hates it. you walked quickly up to your shared apartment coffee or any drink of choice in hand, leaving him behind.

oikawa couldn't help but be upset, he had no idea what he had done to deserve the silent treatment. he had a very obvious pout on his face as he walked through the door a few minutes after you. "y/n?" he found you curled up on the couch, blanket thrown over you, scrolling on your phone. "y/n?" he asked again, "d-did i do something wrong? your eyes snapped up when you heard his voice crack and suddenly you were regretting your little prank.your boyfriend fiddled with the hem of his shirt, avoiding eye contact, you felt horrible. "tooru, c'mere." you patted the space beside you but he stayed standing, "please?" he moved toward you. "i'm sorry for upsetting you but i really don't understand what i did! please tell me so i can make it right." he cried, leaning his head on your shoulder in defeat.

"tooru... i was just messing around with you baby. it was a just a prank, i swear. i didn't think it would make you upset, i'm sorry." you explained, reaching your hands up to run your hands through his hair. "it was only a joke? so you're not mad at me?" he asked looking up at you. "of course not- tooru, you haven't done anything wrong. i was just pretending to be upset over those fans who talked to you in the coffee shop but i didn't think you would get upset like this. im sorry.""ugh you're seriously so mean y/n! you really had me there." he said, letting out a sigh of relief, embracing you in a hug, "you owe me big time!"

SUNA RINTARO.

you currently lay on your boyfriends bed while he plays video games, sat in a chair in front of his tv. he hadn't been playing for all to long but it was late in the night and you were sleepy and needy for attention. you let out a yawn as you thought about how to get his attention, then the thought came to you and you felt like a genius.

you wiped the smirk off before getting up from his bed and slowly making your way over to his chair, putting on the best frown and puppy dog eyes you could manage. you tap on his shoulder lightly causing him to pause his game swivel his chair around to face you, "what is it princess?" he asks, you avoid eye contact with him and jut your lip out a little further and let out a sniffle, "oh no baby, what's the matter?" he asks softly, raising his arm to cup your cheek in his hand. you shrug your shoulders and bow your head lower, letting out a dry cry, "c'mere, what's wrong babygirl," he asks, guiding you into his lap, rubbing your back. you remain silent, fake sulking as you rest your chin on his shoulder, "if you don't wanna talk about it thats okay baby. tell me when you're ready, 'kay?" you nod your head and smile to yourself as he continued to play his game.

your fingers played with suna's hair, your eyelids began feeling heavier and heavier as you listened to his breathing and the sound his controller was making, soon you fell asleep, cheek smushed against shoulder. your boyfriend only noticed you fell asleep around 20 minutes later when he asked if you were feeling okay but only got a quiet snore in return. he kissed your shoulder softly, whispering a small "goodnight," a smile creeping on his lips as he grabs a nearby blanket and lays it over your back. you definitely didn't have fun waking up in the same position you fell asleep in a few hours later, your boyfriend still playing at the same game. "rintaro?" you mumble, "what time is it?", "i dunno. are you feeling better though?", you nod your head and give his neck a few kisses before falling asleep again.

a/n been having a suna brainrot recentlyyyy in love w that man. also suna's is VERY self indulgent 😔 sorry p.s. i came up w this idea while writing a request but im like 75% sure ive seen it somewhere else before but i cant remember from who or where.

[bakugohoex]

“pretty eyeliner for my pretty boy”

pairings: atsumu miya x female reader, eita semi x female reader, kenma kozume x female reader, keishin ukai x female reader, rintaro suna x female reader and yuji terushima x female reader 

cw: language and slight nsfw

word count: 3500+

a/n: idk why i post so late but here’s some cute headcanons for babies who would let you put eyeliner on them, if you know any other characters who would send me a request and i’ll write them up as well

summary: in which you put your eyeliner on your favourite pretty boy

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atsumu miya

His eyes skimmed lazily over the film; you had stopped paying attention a while ago. The admiration you had for your boyfriend and everything he had accomplished going through your head. You truly were in love and as his lying body held you close; you could almost feel his heat beat.

Atsumu eyed you up the small figure clinging onto his chest, his arm wrapping around you. You could feel his warm hand brushing your side a sensation filling you. You normally slept in your bra liking the contact of skin on skin with Atsumu.

“You’re bored, aren’t you?” Atsumu pauses the film, you really weren’t bored you were just relishing in the moment.

“No, I’m just admiring.” He smirked grabbing you closer, “can I do your eyeliner?”

You always loved putting makeup on Atsumu he looked so pretty with it and the idea of making him look even more gorgeous filled your heart. “This isn’t you trying to make me look like Sangwoo.”

“No, you fucking dork I want to do it.” He rolls his eyes stretching his arms away, he turning the bedside light on.

“You doing it or what?” You giggled getting up, you went straight to your make up desk which held the liquid eyeliner you wanted.

He watched your figure walking towards him, a bright smile filling your face, he loved the way your chest sat in your bra and the way they bounced as you skipped towards him. Even if he was horny, he’d let you have your fun.

You were humming the same words as he listened to how cute you were, “pretty eyeliner for my pretty boy”

“Come here baby girl.” He gestures to his waist, he lied down his head on the pillow as you sat on his waist just above his cock.

You knew how easily he got hard and were vary that the closeness would lead to getting fucked. “Close your eyes babe.” He did so but grabbed your hips, his firm grip on your exposed his skin.

You leant down your chest in his eyeline if he opened his eyes, putting the eyeliner carefully onto the corner of his eye, you did a swift winged line before connecting it, filling it in, and it was probably the best eyeliner you’d done on someone. You hated doing it on people scared it would ruin their make up but with Atsumu his grip on you giving you a sort of confidence.

You moved onto his other eye making it the same, he looked so pretty with the eyeliner on, it made his closed eyes look amazing. You didn’t tell him to open your eyes but as you were wiping away some of the eyeliner that had hit the top of his eyes, he opened his eyes.

His eyes directly going to the way your body was on top of his, his eyes straight down your bra. Hunger filled his eyes as he gently moved himself up making you sit on his cock. “How do I look?”

You giggled at the boy, about to grab your phone to show him, but he kept a hold of you. “Use your words baby.”

Your face flushed at his teasing nature before you finally spoke, “It makes you pretty.”

He smirked gripping you more, he could feel his hard between your legs and could see the lust that filled his eyes. “Let’s ruin it.”

You knew instantly the night would be filled with more than you begging for his cock between your mouth. Atsumu kept the eyeliner on, a heavy turn on making you weak on top of him, he’d make you bottom soon but he loved what he was seeing. Your perfect body on top of his own, your chest in his eyesight through the lace bra that left little to imagination. You were perfect physically and mentally, but most of all you were all his.

eita semi

Semi’s eyes skimmed the crowd, he was never one to be scared about performing. But you were running late and without his good luck charm how was he ever going to perform to his max. You had attended every concert always being his biggest fan, hell, even in the volleyball days you never missed a match.

But work had made you later than usual and with Semi waited in the make up chair, not wanting anybody to do anything until he knew you were here. You quickly ran through the entrance heading backstage already knowing a lot of the people in the venue. All you wanted was to kiss him and give him the support your baby deserved, even if he hated your constant kisses, he would hate it even more if they stopped.

“Baby.” You whisper seeing Semi sitting anxiously.

His face brightened as he admired how easily you made his heart melt. “You’re not ready.”

“I was waiting for you.” You laugh at the boy, his face scrunching at the embarrassment he felt, you walk towards him smiling like a girl in love.

Grabbing the eyeliner that Semi had started to wear on stage, you bent down to meet his height on the chair, “close your eyes then.”

He obeys instantly, you touch his cheek, cupping it in your hand before drawing a line on his eyelids, he was ever so pretty for someone going for the angsty look. You swiftly did one of the eyes, kissing his cheek and temple before moving to the other eye. The way his ashy hair sticked up in all direction, you had to run your fingers through it before moving onto the other side.

His face softened feeling your fingers on his cheeks again, the had warmth even though you had been in the cold a mere minute ago. You did the other side making sure it matched, his eyes remained closed as you kissed his other cheek and temple. The way you admired your work as he opened his eyes slowly. The winged eyeliner was perfect for him and you loved the way his eyes fit perfectly between the two lines; it was sight that warmed your insides to the max.

“Pretty eyeliner for my pretty boy.” You hum softly his eyes widening as he knew you had done an excellent job.

“Yeah yeah, don’t get too cocky.” He blew the stray hair that met his eyes as your heart warmed at his soft movement.

You cross your arms looking at him intentively, “you’re the one who was worried about me.”

“I wasn’t worried.” He stands up sorting his clothes out, stripping easily in front of you, you stood beside him, touching his back as his back muscles tensing under your fingers. He put his shirt on just as your fingers glided onto his lower back.

He grabbed your hand before turning around bringing your face to his own, “I think you’re going on.”

The low whisper of his voice creeped into your ear, “we’ll finish this later.”

He really was a stoic pretty boy; he hastily kissed your lips before running onto stage. He left no room for you to even grab him to get another kiss. The sensation of missing his presence filled you but you dismissed it instead, walking back to the crowd as you watched your favourite boy do what he loved to do all over again.

kenma kozume

Kenma was streaming, you didn’t bother about the game having gone to do your makeup for the girls’ night you were having with your friends. Wearing the dress Kenma had helped choose out the red dress clinged onto your body, the way your body shape fitted the dress that barely reached your mid-thigh and exposed your chest. Kenma hated to admit it but seeing you in the dress made him as hard as any man could ever be.

You did your eyeliner swiftly matching it on both sides. Walking to where Kenma was streaming you walk in calling his name for him to turn around. He swirled in his chair the mouse he held in his hand being let go off. “Kenma we’re playing.” You heard a shout through his mic.

It wasn’t common for Kenma to leave a game to give you attention, but the way he gestured for you to move closer, his blonde hair tied up. All you wanted to do was run your hand through it, the stream was still going on and you giggled when he grabbed your hand pulling you on his lap.

“You look fucking gorgeous kitten.” He whispered in your ear, but it had become audible in his headset, the comments flooding in from his fans, he may be a gaming streamer but had a lot of fans who were female due to his consistent look of being a cute boy with a raging attitude in games.

He felt the dress against his fingers, you giggled having bought the eyeliner in case you had messed your own up. His fans had clearly notices vigorously commenting how much they loved domestic Kenma but most importantly how they wanted you to put eyeliner on their favourite boy.

“Can I?” You ask, your legs swinging back and forth as you felt a soft kiss on your neck.

You knew he wasn’t going to blatantly say yes but the small neck kisses showed he was allowing it. You turned to face him giggling at how his eyes were filled with love, he admired and thought of how he had gotten so lucky to be with someone who was not only perfect physically but had the personality to match.

You got to work doing his right eye first, kissing his nose and cheek a couple times, you made it match your own winged eyeliner before doing the other side, you could hear through the headset the guys Kenma was playing with muttering an annoyance at how revoltingly cute it was that you’d do something like this.

The other eye matched perfectly and you both looked truly amazing. “Pretty eyeliner for my pretty boy.”

Everybody had heard the comment and the way he looked at you with love made your heart melt, you still had an hour left before you had to leave. Which Kenma took as you staying on his lap whilst he played the game, the comments filled with where they could get you, but mainly how much they loved the eyeliner on Kenma.

He nuzzled his face into the crook of the neck as he continued to stream. It ended quickly with you playing with his hair before he said his farewells. “You really are fucking gorgeous aren’t yah.”

He would never outright say something like that, and you knew you had done something to the boy. “You’ve got 20 minutes.”

That’s all he needed to hear as he grabbed your waist putting you on the bed, “let’s keep this on.” He mutters leaving the red dress around your body, let’s just say you were a lot later than you were meant to be for your girls’ night out. And even worse you were walking like you’d had both your legs broken which in retrospect was right in a way.

keishin ukai

The shop was empty, the only sign was the music coming from your phone and the heavy breathing of Keishin beside you, his hands around your waist as you sat on his lap. It was becoming darker and darker and you hadn’t meant to stay as long as you had and now you were bound between his arms.

You weren’t going to lie and say you disliked it, on the contrary the feeling of his arms protectively around you exhilarated you. He was going over some volleyball details explaining what the team needed to do. Getting bored easily by how he moved onto some techniques that you didn’t understand an idea popped into your head.

“Can I do your eyeliner?”

“W-What?” He was taken a back you had never done any makeup on him but as he took a drag of the cigarette you wanted to make him even prettier than he was.

“Please.” Your eyes filled with warmth as you gave a look of want. He shrugged agreeing, grabbing the eyeliner you kept in your bag in case of emergencies. You sat back on Keishins legs, your legs wrapping around his torso as his hand laid on your back.

“It looks like you just wanted to get into this position Y/n.” You roll your eyes as you make him close his eyes.

The smell of cigarettes lingered on his breath as you started the wing on his eyes, it made his face look ever so pretty, and fitted his eyes perfectly. You kept on it doing the other eye as the lines connected with ease. “There you go” You smiled.

You put your phone camera in his face before speaking admirably about the man, “pretty eyeliner for my pretty boy.”

“Pretty boy eye.” A smirk plastered his face as he took another drag on the cigarette blowing the smoke into your face before kissing you with want. The rest of the smoke encased your mouth as it was a perfect sight.

The continuous urge for more and especially now with the eyeliner making you even more turned on. Was something common when around your sex god of a boyfriend. He deepened the kiss his tongue in your mouth as you could smell the cigarette close to both your faces.

He let go to breathe, bringing the cigarette to your lips he brushed it against the saliva around your lips before sticking it in your mouth. “I’m going to be making you call me a lot more than pretty boy, princess.”

His words made you dumb inside you loved the way he spoke to you and feeling his spit in your mouth made you even happier. His eyeliner made him become even hotter which was surprising for a man who was gorgeous. His hands moved around your neck bringing your face forward, chucking the cigarette away he brought his mouth back to your face making you look right at his face.

“Does the eyeliner turn you on, baby?” You nod. “Say it or you won’t get anything from me.”

“It turns me on.”

“Good girl.” The words melting your insides as he went in for another kiss. One things for sure though, this would not be the last time you would fuck on the front counter.

rintaro suna

Suna’s head rested on your lap, he was showing you some videos of fights the Miya twins were in, he was a real-life camera with the angles and shots he took. You laughed at the pictures that Suna had clearly made Aran take of him in front of the twins fighting.

“I’m sorry did you forget to tell me you became a CCTV Camera overnight.” He rolled his eyes as your fingers glided back and forth in his black hair.

“You know you’d be right next to me in the photo throwing a sign.”

“Yeah, cause the twins are fucking hilarious, they fight like baby cubs who want attention from their mother.” He signed in agreement, he had finally gotten a break from volleyball and you loved hearing the stories of his high school volleyball days.

He needed to relax you could still feel the tenseness in his neck and back, you had made him a bath when he had arrived which he made you join. And now the two of you with the scented candles and calming music were telling each other stories and talking about your days.

You always loved his cat like eyes, they made him perfect to you. He noticed you watching him intentively before he spoke, “put eyeliner on me.”

He was blunt but you quickly obliged always wanting to put eyeliner on your boyfriend, he rolled over his chest on the bed with his arms around your torso. You sat down; his face lifted to meet your gaze. “You’re so fucking pretty.”

You felt warmth at the words touching his face softly as you raised his chin with your fingers. The way your thumb stroked up and down as you drew the lines on his eyes bringing a pang of comfort to him. You had mentioned how attractive guys in eyeliner was and he’d been waiting to ask you, this seemed to be the perfect time to do so.

He loved the way your thumb stroked him the way once you had finished the first eye you kissed the corner of the eye as if it had some magical power to make it look even more better. You continued with the other eye, stroking back and force before you kissed the side. He knew to open his eyes and the first sight he saw was how beautiful you looked before him. He was in between your thighs and the way he put his hands to your thighs to get up like an animal about to attack.Turned you on.

His eyes on you like a predator on his prey. “How do I look then princess.”

“Pretty eyeliner for my pretty boy.” You cooed, he wrapped his arms around your torso bringing his head to rest on your chest, as much as he was horny and wanted you. He remained content staying between your arms. You brought your arms around his body, making him comfortable as he tried to get underneath your shirt.

You giggled allowing him under your shirt, his cheeks against your stomach as you felt the small kisses he placed comforting. You brought him warmth that he had never felt before and it was worth a lot more than sex ever was.

yuji terushima

Terushima and his team were waiting on the benches for the game to begin, there was still ten minutes before the set would begin and he had called you down for what you assumed was some last-minute luck.

You skipped onto the court, the seats above being filled with people chattering among themselves, “did my baby want some luck?”

You giggle going up to him, he loved the way you could confidently walk into the court without fear of being shouted out. “You remember two nights ago?”

Raising an eyebrow, you thought of that night, the long sex driven night. “When we had sex?” You spoke not caring that you were audible to his team.

“Yes, that night but when you put eyeliner on me.” You give a knowing look already knowing where this was going. “Put it on me again.”

You giggled nodding as he sat down on the bench, you crouched down on your knees bringing your bag out. “You really love that position now don’t you.” You hit him playfully as only 48 hours ago were you in the same position with his cock going down into your throat.

You brought out the eyeliner out, shaking it to make sure the liquid absorbed the brush before you gestured for the boy to close his eyes.

“What the fuck is he making Y/n do now?” Kazuma mutters.

“Something weird knowing them two.” There had been many instances of both of you being caught by the team making out in the locker rooms or even worse half naked about to have sex. But even then, there was still a lack of uncomfortability as that’s just how you and Terushima were.

You did his first eye with ease, wiping any smudges due to his leg bouncing making some wrong lines occurring. “Baby stop moving your leg.”

He huffs putting his hand on your face well it was what he assumed was your face. You nuzzled your cheek into his palm before doing the next eye, you saw you had limited time as you quickly replicated the eyeliner on the other eye.

Terushima heard you put the lid back on the eyeliner, opening his eyes, you showed him what it looked like before you felt him hug you. “Pretty eyeliner for my pretty boy.” You spoke with ease he gave a bright smile before revealing his true intentions. 

“I only asked because I want a part of you on the court with me.”

Your heart broke with what he said, you truly did love the boy and the way he admitted his feelings made you want to hug and cuddle him for an eternity. “I love you baby.”

“I love you too princess.” He kisses you softly, bending down to reach your figure on your knees. Even if you looked less than innocent, he loved how you looked on your knees. It gave a hubris of knowing that he was the only one to make you feel like this.

“Now go win or I’ll stop giving you kisses and cuddles.”

“Oh no, how will I ever survive?” He mocks as you hit him playfully, he kisses you one last time before helping you up. “You better be the loudest person cheering.”

You nod kissing his cheek before going back to the seats, he watched you leave, the eyeliner feeling as if you were right beside him cheering him on. That’s all he needed to win the game.

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[beann-e]

-tried to make it a bit long so you could enjoy , happy birthday I hope you have a fun day 🥺

Celebrating your birthday

Goshiki

- you always praised goshiki ever since youd been dating you would tell him how amazing he was , how he was the best player on his team , encourage the way he talked badly about his opposing teams ace saying his was much better and he’d be even more awesome when he took ushijimas spot as ace

- goshiki has never felt like he’s done enough to be awarded your praise though he won’t tell you

- no not when you place kisses all over his face and on his red stained hands from hitting the ball so hard that night, applying moisturizer on his callouses he’d gotten from the constant beat down at practice or even just kissing him softly and whispering you got this in his ear the night before a game.

- For weeks youd been telling goshiki your birthday was coming up but why had he suddenly gone missing ? your boyfriend was MIA everyday since youd told him. He was always working late and coming home at 2 am walking through the house only to fall into bed and ignore the hugs you tried to provide for his tired body Him falling asleep as soon as you sighed and took it on your own accord to wrap your arms around his waist and pull him back into you

-It was enevitable that he would have a game on your birthday him explaining that he felt horrible and could happily ditch it your brain knowing that he would only be sad the whole day if you let him. No matter how much volleyball came in between you two for the last few weeks you’d still been adamant about wanting the best for him. You telling him with a smile you didn’t care what you did for your birthday as long as you spent it with him. though you did ask for your present to be what he always teased you about telling you that one day he would get you a seat on his teams bench so you could see him play up close.

- you never actually thought he’d do it. You thanking everyone as they walked past you on the bench gifting you your small happy birthdays before the match began

- your heart swelling everytime you saw your boyfriend make a point and it wasn’t until the last few seconds of the match that you felt something was off

The air swirled around you as your body felt a chill run through it your eyes making contact with your boyfriends as he looked away and jumped in the air his serious face focused on nothing other than that moment as the whistle sounded. His teammates eyes widened in shock as they held their mouths open goshikis eyes falling to his hands looking in amazement before he looked down and realized there was a body clinging to him yelling into his chest

Your loud cries falling from your mouth before you or anyone else could speak

“ YOU MADE THE LAST SHOT —A CROSS SHOT BABY — YOU WON THE GAME “

You’d never thought this is what would have made your day. Him blinking twice before he ran off the court trying to get you as far away from the cheers of his team and coach as he could

ignoring the protest from the referees that stated he couldn’t do it screaming at him that he had to say his thanks firsts.

he scooped you up in his arms kissing you harshly before pulling back to breathe heavily him half expecting to see a smile when he looked down at you only to see your face concentrated on the floor trying to understand all these past weeks him explaining it for you

“I was working —- working so hard on perfecting the cross shot for you baby “ his sweaty jersey clinging to him as he smiled widely at you who was spluttering nothing but small praises for him

“ every night after practice —I spent perfecting it so you could come here tonight and see i’m not a loser — that’s what I wanted to give you for your birthday I didn’t know what else to give you “

he felt his eyes trying to water as he wiped his wet jersey over his face “ your always saying how you want me to master what I love to do and I— i did it and I — I gifted it to you — and I just I love you so much — your so dedicated to me that you came here on your birthday and I “

“ I wanted nothing else all I wanted was to be with you — that’s all I wanted to do and seeing you perfect something that you’ve been trying to do since I met you is just “ you planted your head on his chest “ it’s amazing your so cool goshiki “

Your boyfriends head spinning rapidly when all your praises suddenly hit him now knowing the only thing that could make this better would be to show off that he’d just scored the last point and won the game for his team

He felt on top of the world right now he had his fine ass s/o wrapped around him like a teddy bear and he was being praised and told there was no one as cool as him in the world

His brain short circuited as the team tried to pull you away to stop feeding his ego until they just sighed and let goshiki tell them how much better of an ace he was gonna be than ushijima your eyes going hard on ushijima as you mumbled “ birthday “

your boyfriend not seeing the shake that ran through the taller males body at the one word that had been laced with so much malice and just a slight teasing to it as if daring him to diagree and as brutally honest as ushijima was he was not stupid

he shook his head up and down quickly only agreeing that goshiki did have a chance with a reassuring yes slipping out after. His hand immediately grabbing tendous arm to walk away in fear of you

Your birthday being made as you saw the male in front of you happy that’s all that mattered to you right now. This is what made your day your boyfriend working hard on something not only because of himself but because he wanted to impress you that was when you felt loved.

That was the best birthday present knowing you’d always be engraved in someone’s mind as the simple push — the person that helped them better what they couldn’t do on their own.

sakusa

-sakusa honestly didn’t know what to do for your birthday he knew anything you’d come up with he’d have to go out of his comfort zone so he was trying to mentally prepare himself for that fact alone 2 months prior to your birthday

- he wasn’t that surprised when you said that all you wanted for your birthday was to go out to eat lunch with your boyfriend at least once. Him rolling his eyes asking why you two couldnt just order takeout and he could buy you some dollar decorations and could pop a happy birthday pin on you and call it a day

- you only answering with a straight faced and voice monotoned “ we’ve had takeout 2 weeks in a row ‘kusa “

-“ and it was good—no ? we enjoyed our own house atmosphere and being alone yes ? “

-“ and it was cold because you made us clean off the table then switch the plates that the food came in then wash our hands then for the last step watch as we reheated it. His eyes rolling as he plopped on the couch agreeing to go out but only with setting rules and boundaries for himself on this small birthday party between you two

- you two would only go somewhere he knew they cleaned and wore gloves to cook. or even at least might wipe down the tables and somehwrr he would be comfortable with by knowing the owners

- which is how you two ended up at onigiri miya with osuma giving you guys a discount off -- which wasn’t that much may I say —- atsuma siting with suna while he snapped pictures posting them to the group chat with the caption ‘ our germbabies first day out ‘

- you sighing happily as you looked to your left and right oh yeah his other rule was the two tables next to you had to be pushed as far away from yours as possible because he wouldn’t go if you two were just going to be packed and seated in the middle of the restaurant with people he didn’t know

“ I hope your happy “ his tone was snappy and accusing as he gripped his mask away from his face directing his spoon under the mask slowly

“ ‘kusa come on take off your mask “

he grunted rolling his eyes at you “ havent you gotten enough “

“ please wanna see your pretty face “ he felt heat spread throughout his body and spread across his face as he muttered small protests and profanities at your words

the mask being pulled off and crumbled in his right hand looking at you heavily “ god anything else you want —want to take away my sanity too huh “ he laughed “ you’ve stripped away all my other safety precautions whats next “

you smiled happily voice slipping out excitedly knowing you’d scare him with your next request “ let’s go to the pool after lunch “ he felt his body tighten at your claim he hated to tell you he wasn’t going to do something on your birthday or to tell you no but

“ no “ he spat as his your brows furrowed “ havent you gotten enough — ive put myself close to — and directly in the line of death enough for you today “ he said staring at you from across the table

his own body jumping a bit when a person tried to walk over to him for a picture shaking his head and face made up in disgust at their maskless face and how they simply looked like they’d gotten dressed in the dark

“ god —look at this i’m ready to go—I can’t do this much longer my love your days over “

“ babe seriously you didn’t even give me a present“

he laughed as he stood up putting his mask back on and tucking the money for your lunch into the receipt given to him before raising his hand halfheartedly waving the waiter down and nodding his head at them before walking behind you hand placed on the small of your back directing you through the loud and rather messy crowd

“ you’ve gotten your present from me already “ he whispered “ you’ve gotten to see me maskless — in a crowded environment if I may add and you didn’t get sick so yay “

you laughed as he spoke again “ enjoy it cause you won’t get it again “ he tore his mask off smiling softly at you as you studied his face

it wasnt the fact that he wasn’t wearing his mask you’d already seen him maskless when you two were alone. What made your birthday was the fact he was willing to go so far out of his comfort zone for you.

He never would have just went out to a resteraunt and ate his food around others and allow others to cook his food without him seeing it done physically himself and making sure nothing bad was happening. much less him taking his mask off around other people — people he didn’t know

you couldn’t help but feel a flutter as you looked through the car window he was right you were enjoying this because you knew you would never get it again not until another birthday when you would have sukusa go out of his comfort zone time and time again just to remind you how much he truly loved you and would do anything to make your birthday a special day for you

lev

- lev is a child he likes doing fun things you were no different yourself and if you were you could always calm him down and assume the role of parenting but then again if you weren’t someone of maturity that could maybe explain why you two were in jail on your birthday.

- Kenma and kuroo outside your cell dressed up in pajamas kenmas game boy clicking away as the two stared into the cell kuroos eyes boring into your boyfriends kenma occasionally eyeing you a bit intrigued with this side of you he’d never seen before

-Kuroo taking the dad role while kenma whispered behind him about how lev was an idiot and you — he couldn’t say anything about you

-he just assumed that idiot lev here was the one who decided to go in an abandoned house and wreck the whole thing only to find out that you were the one who came up with it

-the original idea was for you two to do what you saw on a movie where a woman destroyed an old house no one used for fun and to let all her fustratuons out and since it was your birthday —not that it would have mattered if it wasn’t —lev would have still done it with you birthday or not but now since it was your birthday this gave him even more reason to show little to no hesitation to follow behind you

-Which is not what you two really needed from each other

-when you both went to town on the house even breaking the outer walls of the dirty building levs arms reaching the ceiling with every pull back of the hammer to the wall he made. You and lev looking at each other happily when you turned to see the woman at the screwed up houses threshold

-“ oh hey you must be here —we must of had the same idea “ you smiled even harder when she returned it only for your smile to drop when you watched her call 911 with a laugh telling them how she was gonna get so much money and be able to buy a new house and get out of this rundown neighborhood because of two stupid kids

-your body sweating and looking away when kuroo beat into him about it saying how he now had to talk the lady out of suing

-your eyes darting to kenmas all knowing ones when lev screamed that you came up with the idea earlier and really lev just didn’t want you to be sad on your birthday so he just simply followed behind kuroos claims because he loves you and honestly it originally sounded fun before the arrest

“ god y/n —legs here is an idiot but never expected him to bring you into this “ kenmas voice challenged you as he smirked softly at his game” huh always felt like it would have been the other way around when it came to who influenced who “ your body stiffened as a cough leaked out

“ huh “ kuroo looked dumbfounded at his friends words

“ nothing kuroo just perfect a match a—perfect match “

The ride home was long as you two thanked kuroo and kenma before you ran down the sidewalk looking back at lev “ there’s still an hour to my birthday “

lev smiled as he watched you get further into the distance “ which means “

“ tag “ you screamed him following “ Y/N WE JUST GOT ARRESTTED “

“ AND SOMEONE IN CANDA JUST PUKED UP RED BEANS — COME ON “ he found himself laughing you suited him so well he always loved having fun and everyday was fun with you

his body finally catching up to yours as he tagged you wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into his own body panting softly yours leaning back against his chest and looking up “ babe you see the stars “

you nodded at him smiling “ so pretty “

“ yeah really they are“

“ they always look so happy and beautiful and just bright—- they always make me feel calm at peace and just they settle my nerves “

he turned you to face him looking into your eyes as he smiled kissing you softly mouths moving to the tune of a song as he you smiled into the kiss head falling to his chest while he sighed in content in this moment

“ couldnt have described you better—“ your face went up in surprise that he thought those things about you “ happy birthday y/n”

[catchmewiddershins]

Ship your moots 👀

I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS! HAHAHA

These aren’t even all of my moots but this post would have been way too long otherwise so I had to draw the line somewhere - Also I have some moots who I’m moots with but I still think they’re way cooler than me and I’m intimidated lol

@yamaoops - I ship Liya and Yamaguchi SO HARD! They’re both so sweet and have the best energy, always being supportive and building each other up - the kind of couple that makes you go awww, honestly!

@strawberry-mentos-dreams - Ace and Kageyama are GOALS honestly, just the banter and vibes between them are iconic - power couple icons!

@eunaria - Ia and Hoshiumi? Baes, I love them with all my heart - such similar vibes that they are MEANT TO BE!

@mochizv - I ship Mochi with Tendou the most! Chaos abound when they’re together - but also the best love really I love them!

@basket-flower-chick - TSUKISHIMA DEFINITELY THEY ARE THE ULTIMATE BALANCE OF SNARK AND KINDNESS Vi is literally so sweet and nice (although I don't doubt that wrath hides beneath the surface) and would even out Tsukki's sarcasm to form the ULTIMATEFRANKENSHIP

@kozumegamecollection - Kenma! They'd play video games together and nobody is the clear winner 👀 just that couple who everyone goes to when it's hectic - chill vibes only here

@paradise-creator - AMORETTE AND YAKU NEED I SAY MORE? They are LITERALLY ADORABLE and he is able to fluster her until she literally melts onto the floor I'M- SO SOFT FOR THEM

@satis-kei - Cece and Tsukishima are THE BEST honestly like they really work, a nice balance because, if they're mad at someone, Tsukki will destroy their self confidence and Cece will just cuss them out (cough hate anons cough)

@haikyuu-appreciation-club - Nene and Terushima WORK ok like Nene is so nice and kind ok and they'd be able to keep Terushima in check and he'd absolutely ADORE THEM ok like the banter between the two is gold but so is the affection!

@dennymilkus - ALSO TSUKKI because they'd vibe I just know it - I feel like they'd share music and stuff and Tsukki would always admire Cat's drawings!

@ats4mu - OK SO JAE AND HER MEN OIKAWA AND ATSUMU (with Semi and Suna as the sidepieces) ARE THE OTP OF OTPS THESE GUYS JUST CLICK THEY ARE MEANT TO BE

@justsidecharacterthings - Oikawaaaaa 100% the couple you don't wanna cross and the ones that everyone is jealous of 😌 they step into a room and the rest of us are peasants

@taqoyaqui-chan - This one was hard but I had to go for Kunimi because they tease each other CONSTANTLY and he's super soft for her and ajdkflos so cute

@mi-anagapesis - I'm gonna say Kita! He's super chill and calm but definitely super sweet when he's head over heels for anyone! Which he DEFINITELY is for Aracely ok and they have a personality that compliments his, they have SO MUCH FUN TOGETHER

@sunalma - We are relatively new friends (at least I think we're friends!) But I think that Kuroo is the one for Alma! The vibes are immaculate ok they would get on SO WELL-

@sweetbakugou - THE ONLY NON HAIKYUU SHIP HERE BECAUSE FYFA AND ITADORI YUUJI ARE SOULMATES NO I DON'T ACCEPT CRITICISM THEY ARE MEANT TO BE THEY'RE BOTH SO NICE AND THEY'D GET ON REALLY WELL COUPLE GOALS

[lovemeafterhrs]

boys (that i dated in highschool) | akaashi route

chapter 10: a sad song about a girl i no longer know

fun fact: today’s chapter is really just a bunch of character analysis to try to understand past events a little better! i needed a chap of nostalgia-induced overthinking to balance out the dinner party chapter next week bc suna is winning the war rn and akaashi doesn’t even know about it 😳 embarrassing

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everything was so easy, in the not so distant past. akaashi could still remember the turning point in crystalline clarity, as though it had happened just a day prior.

instead, he was brought back into the past.

once again, he was living in the day that everything turned sour. like a broken record player, he was doomed to repeat the actions of his past self as his mind drawled on in reality.

it was late. much too late to be thinking clearly as he waited patiently outside her doorstep. the rain had left his clothes damp and heavy, dragging his body up the staircase as he knocked on the door.

it was hesitant, almost. as though they had both understood each other's intentions before ever coming face to face.

internally, he was petrified for the beginning of the end. but what he hadn’t known was that it wouldn’t be over for a very, very long time.

when the door creaked open, he nearly crumbled as he observed her tearful expression.

“this isn’t working out.” he’d stated plainly, trying to mask the pain that threatened to bubble to the surface. akaashi was always good at keeping his composure, and that was something she knew well.

he hated every moment, watching her weep into her hands as she nodded and turned to leave. he’d caught her hand and sat down on the wet staircase, holding her in his arms as she tried to pull away.

she was angry, but she knew he was right. no amount of rose-tinted glasses could hide the cracks that had formed in their relationship.

they had to focus on studies, and keeping the fukurodani team in their prime. with the lack of communication, this had proven to be easier said than done. it didn’t feel like a relationship anymore; simply a moral responsibility to keep everything wrapped in a nice little bow.

but it wasn’t as nice as it seemed. akaashi had other priorities, and so did she. they couldn’t keep living in a fictional reality forever.

at the time, the best course of action was to end it. akaashi wouldn’t realize until many years later how much of a mistake he’d made that day.

when the door slammed closed in his face that night, the pouring rain had gone completely unnoticed as he made his grueling walk home.

nothing felt real, standing in the middle of the street as water soaked through his hair. he could still feel every detail, sitting on his bed during another late night of remineasing.

loud music rang through his ears from his headphones as his eyes fluttered closed, and he found himself glaring at his past self in the mirror.

the location was familiar, and the walls of shinzen’s locker room sent a shiver down his spine.

in a moment, he remembered the event that had brought him to the dark and damp showers so late at night.

it had been a turning point that had crossed the boundary between jealousy and friendship. he knew it well, and internally wished that he could’ve just let it go.

bokuto had been so relentless with his attempts to relive the past, and akaashi hadn’t taken into account how it must’ve affected her.

all he saw was kuroo, who had swept her off her feet as soon as they’d arrived at the training camp that year. it was almost as though he’d known the truth as soon as he noticed the awkward tension between them.

the wounds were still fresh, risking to tear open every time that their relationship had been mentioned. but all too quickly, kuroo became the new subject for bokuto’s persistent meddling.

it was almost as though he’d been forgotten, left to sit by the sidelines as his long time friend chased after the only girl he’d ever loved.

it had taken far too long for akaashi to even admit his jealousy to kuroo, who had laughed in his face as he wondered why he’d been jealous at all.

akaashi wished that he could’ve figured out kuroo’s game of distraction before he’d brought it up with her, and he cringed as he recalled the harshness in her words.

it was wrong of him to scream at her in the locker rooms of shinzen highschool, glaring at the marks that riddled her neck. they weren’t together, he’d made that remotely clear when he’d arrived at her doorstep in the pouring rain.

a part of him still wanted her, but he couldn’t admit it to himself. instead, he’d resorted to the cold and hard exterior that he’d known for so long.

after that day, she found solace with the other managers, and slowly faded out of his line of vision. it had taken him too long to realize that the unknowing glares had pushed her away.

then all of a sudden, she’d found him in the bathroom of bokuto’s college party. just when he thought it was finally over, it was really just the beginning.

but how was he supposed to fix the damage that’s already been done?

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