#watch haikyuu

[srapsodia]

"Call for the ball one more time, Ace!"

(Based on that one gif of Christiane Endler lifting up her teammates)

[kenyummy]

you think your boyfriend has, at the very least, some form of an attachment issue.

sitting across from him at a small, cute diner as the waitress brings out your food—you both respectively take your platters and eat, making menial small talk with him as you do so.

he hums and nods along to your words, but seems rather twitchy, and glances around the room so much that you can't help but notice his strange behaviour—but even if just to save him the embarrassment, you don't say anything.

"you know—you're really far away."

he finally says, and refuses to meet your eyes by fiddling with the food on his plate.

"we're literally in the same booth," you laugh—mostly at his tone and how he tried to play it off as a "passing comment".

he eyes the space around you on the leather seat. "the table is pretty long. i can't even reach you."

as it to make a point, he tries to reach over and grab your hand, where he falls short a few inches. again, you laugh.

"you'll live."

you begin once more to talk on about anything and everything you could think of. also again, he barely responds verbally, seeming distracted by something else.

soon enough, you both finish your food and order your own small desserts. his eyes never meet the ones of the waitress—you're glad you're a good enough actor to pretend you don't notice his longing gaze on you.

as soon as the waitress leaves, he speaks once more—this time daring to look at you, "you're pretty far away."

"you already said this."

"yeah, but you're still far away."

you roll your eyes but still smile, "come on, it's just one last meal."

he doesn't respond after that. you could've sworn you saw a pout on his face.

in a few moments—he stands up suddenly, so fast that the table is rattled and you have to hold onto your dessert so it doesn't tumble off. you're about to ask what he's thinking—when you see he has his own food in his hands and he moves to your side of the table.

he takes a seat next to you, squishing right beside your body so there's barely any space between either of you.

you're about to tease him—when he takes a bite of your food and then presses a kiss to your cheek, with a cheeky smile.

"just wanted some of your food."

ISAGI , REO , aiku , bachira , chigiri , karasu , SUGAWARA , KUROO , ATSUMU , osamu , oikawa , tendou , KAMINARI , sero , MAMMON , SOLOMON , leviathan , diavolo

[toasted-raccoon]

we are back !! hq is real !!

[mantareidraws]

Back to basics 🏐

A postcard I drew for @/kuroocse over on twt! 🐈‍⬛❤️

[cocophee]

old doodles of kageyama 🍞

[u3pxx]

the great king! 👑✌️

[alspezz]

An instant game over!!!! 🐦‍⬛🏐🐈

[rassebers]

Wait these cats

[plagalkey]

oikageweek2024 day 1: streamers 🎮

they met in a discord server and the rest was history

[whysosearius]

watching the haikyuu movie!

[kristoffs-lullaby]

i fear i locked in too hard with kagehina….

[soullistrations]

the thing about haikyuu is it’s a love story. but it’s everybody’s love story. it’s asahi saying, “when have my friends ever been a burden,” and kageyama saying, “with me you’re invincible,” and the neighborhood association laughing about him saying that and then putting hours and hours into teaching and supporting these kids who love the same sport they do, and it’s kenma saying, “thank you for getting me into volleyball,” and it’s hinata screaming with joy because his friend is having fun, and it’s tsukishima learning to give his all to something even if there’s more risk in actually caring, and it’s in kageyama and hinata counting and counting and counting their victories and defeats, and it’s in kita telling his team he’s proud of them, and it’s in kageyama saying he wished he could have gone further with this team, and it’s in shimizu stumbling through a simple good luck speech, and it’s in coach ukai reminding his kids to eat well, and it’s in. everything. i could pull a hundred more love stories from these characters but it’s just. it’s in everything.

[petricorah]

i think oikawa pines (and iwaizumi doesn't notice) [id in alt]

[ghostsofharrenhal]

excuse my kuroo tetsurou brainrot

[theaonlax]

Set break

[emmyrosee]

You’ve been sneaking into Kenma’s room for years.

It started when you were very young, having left your gameboy at Kenma’s house after a few rounds of Mario. You managed to toss a few rocks at his window, and once he silently unlocked the door and let you in, you quickly scurried back out hours later with a grateful smile.

Then, you started to sneak through his window. Seeing the flashes of lights at god knows what hours was something you knew meant he was awake, and you’d climb out from your sheets and crossed the street to his place. Again, you’d throw rocks at his window, and when he’d tried to go open the door, he hadn’t expected you scale up the large tree just a few feet away.

Tonight was no different; he’s tapping away wildly on his console while you scurry up the tree in your slippers, smooshing your face against the glass when he finally sees you and opens the window.

You’d finally tumbled in, and he gave you a tired sigh, “you’re annoying.”

“And you’re still playing. I wanted to watch you play.”

“You could’ve just texted me. You left marks on my glass.”

“I needed the exercise. What time do you need me out of here?”

“Kuroo drags me by the ankle out of here by 06:30. Be out beforehand.”

You smirk and nudge his shoulder with yours, causing him to send you a glare before sitting back down on the floor. “Sleep on the bed, help yourself to pajamas.”

“You like him, kenma,” you tease. You see him tense up before he shakes his head.

“No,” he says simply. “I don’t. Not like that anyways.”

“Just not used to you having other friends besides me,” you hum. He huffs in annoyance.

“Are you gonna watch, or do I have to kick you out of my room?”

“Fine,” you sigh. “I’ll behave. Only because I hate climbing your tree.”

Kenma doesn’t like Kuroo. Honest! He thinks he’s cute, sure, gets why the girls like him and boys follow him around, he’s fine enough on a scale of emotional and physical attraction.

But Kuroo’s not the one Kenma’s eyes stay focused on. It’s you.

You’re funny, he likes the way you eat foods that you don’t like first, before diving into the favorites after to savor them. You’re cute, and you’re bad at the differences between contexts of words, and you have a little eye twitch that bestows you in a moment of quick thoughtfulness.

You don’t ask him why he’s up so late, you ask him the answers to homework and give him gummy worms as a thank you. You never overstay a welcome, always either leaving before the sun comes up, or staying quiet while you sleep on the bed.

He likes the way your eyes shine when you’re excited, the roll of your eyes when he tells you “no” when you want the answer to be “yes”, the little snickers that slip out at Kuroo’s expense at Kenma’s quick thinking.

“Kenma?”

“Im busy.”

“I want to cuddle.”

The way you want physical touch when you’re tired.

Yeah. As your best friend, he really is bias to that one.

With a groan, he pauses and saves his game under slot 3, shuts down the console before crawling up and into his bed next to you, the cold sheets shooting his nerves until they warm under your shared warmth. You bury your nose in his collar and he takes out his phone for you both to watch tiktok.

“Kenma?”

“Go to sleep.”

“When you marry Kuroo, can I be the ring bearer?”

“If i marry Kuroo, I want you far, far from my ceremony.”

He practically hears you pout, “you’re no fun.”

“I sure am not.”

For someone who has no fun, not one fun bone in his body, he’s amazed at how comfortable you are in his grip and he in yours, fingers fisting his nightshirt until his own eyes grow heavy.

And if Kuroo walked in just a few hours later at 06:30, only to see his best friend cuddling with someone he loves most, he didn’t say anything and closed the door softly behind him.