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emmyrosee · 21 hours
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Hi!! Can you please please please write something with weird reader x akaashi? Have a lovely day ♡
Keiji smirks as two arms snake around his neck and gently pull him close, your lips pressing to his head, then ears, where you playfully bite the lobe gently.
“I want to gnaw on your bones,” you whisper into his ear.
“Yeah?” He asks, dog earring his page before closing the book and setting it to the side. He spins in his seat to face you. “You’re feeling that intense about your affection?”
“Of course.” You round the couch and make a move to plop on his lap; his arms instinctively wrap around you, and his lips press a kiss to your temple. “You’re just so pretty today, Keiji. Pretty everyday.”
“Thank you, baby,” he coos, his kissing moving down your cheek then jawline. You mewl and squeeze him, smushing his face against you. “Ow.”
“Sorry. Had to be done.”
“You had to squish me?”
“Yes,” you purr, pressing kisses to his cheeks as compensation for hurting him. Your hand comes up to grip his cheeks, pursing his lips out for you to kiss. “Mwah.”
“Mwah,” he returns.
“Mwah!”
“Mwah.”
“I’m gonna bite you.”
“Please don’t-“ his words are cut off as you bite the squish of his lips, not hard enough to make him wince but enough to playfully bite. “Thank you for being gentle with your feral behavior.”
“You’re welcome.” You plant one more kiss to his lips before hiding your face in his neck, letting the scent of his warm skin lull you to a state of relaxation. “Love you, Keiji.”
“I love you too, baby.”
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akaashi-adorer · 2 years
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it’s just a fact: akaashi keiji is the best boyfriend you can have.
he remembers the little things you mention in passing, be it the cute dog you saw on the street or a particular paragraph from a book that you really enjoyed. he’d ask you about your hobbies, your likes and dislikes, what you’ve been thinking about and listen to them intently, maybe even buying you stuff related to the things you enjoy.
he loves watching shows with you while cuddling. it doesn’t even have to be a show he particularly likes a lot, but he’d still try his best to see the positives to it if you enjoy it. and of course, he’s really just a good cuddler so that’s a plus for you.
he’s a fan of watching you do your work. sometimes, he tries to help you out with your work and other times… well, he’d just tease you to hear your giggles and laughter when he senses that you might need a distraction. and whenever he deems a break necessary, he’d gently pat your shoulder before swooping you up in his arms so that he can carry you to the living room where he has set out some snacks for you.
he texts you about once every couple of hours, mostly about his work. even though it really doesn’t relate to the conversation that you have all that much, he’d never miss the chance to text ‘i love you’ at the end of the chats and he won’t mind if you’re not ready enough to echo those words verbally or through text. he can wait for however long it takes for you to feel sure of your feelings, just as long as he can keep talking to you and keep seeing you.
in conclusion, akaashi keiji = definite boyfriend material.
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shokopan · 2 years
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𝐜𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲  .  𝐤. 𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢
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genre: fluff  -  pairing: akaashi x gn!reader  -  wc: 1.3k  -  cw: mentions of food + cursing
note: the way i finally finished one of my anime wips? that is so good ugh round of applause everyone
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“dude that’s like the fifth time cafe boy came in this week” atsumu comments, watching as the dark-haired man enters the coffee shop. the man is dressed in a white shirt layered with a beige long-sleeve button-up and olive slacks, paired with a brown messenger bag and dark black frames.
“maybe he just likes the coffee?” you suggest as you discreetly peek at the man.
“sure, five times already this week but it’s only a tuesday,” atsumu rolls his eyes, nudging you forward as the man begins nearing the register, “go get your cafe boy’s order and number, jesus stop making eyes at him. i think i'm going to gag,”
“shut the fuck up, i’m not making eyes, i just think cafe boy’s got really nice style and i want to know where he got his jacket,” you hiss, glaring at your coworker before walking over to greet the man.
“good afternoon! welcome to morning brew! what can i get for you today?” you beam, tapping your fingers along the screen of the cash register.
“hi, can i get a large cappuccino and an almond croissant?” he asks, smiling politely as he waits for you to input his order.
“alright, here is your total,” you point at the screen. he nods, pulls out his wallet, and hands you the bill, cheeks flushing as his fingers graze your own.
for a moment you’re stunned, noting how soft his hands seemed until you snap yourself out of the trance and him his change.
“your order will be out soon! i can help the next customer in line,” you smile at him, nodding as the person behind the man stepped up to the register.
a line had formed behind him as you were taking his order, and you couldn’t help but feel a bit bummed about not being able to hand the man his drink due to being stationed at the register.
meanwhile, akaashi was silently praying that his drink would take a little longer to make, hoping that universe would somehow will the two of you to interact beyond the few exchanged words at the cash register. he pulls out a book from the messenger bag that sits on his lap, busying himself with reading while briefly pausing between paragraphs to catch a glimpse of your unwavering smile.
atsumu begrudgingly takes notice of the two of you sneaking periodic glances at one another, heaving a sigh as he catches sight of akaashi glancing up again to look at you as atsumu motions for the man to maneuver over to the counter on the side.
“hey, yer into em right?” atsumu whispers, keeping his volume low to avoid letting you overhear. the man’s eyes widen, darting over to where you stood before turning back as atsumu continues, “tell ya what, they’re gonna take their break soon, so talk to them or something, i dunno, i’m just sick of ya both making eyes at each other, it’s getting old,”
“um yeah, i was ah, i was planning on asking them out today,” akaashi’s in pure shock, cheeks heating up at the realization of his lack of discretion, praying that the little glances he throws your way don’t make you uncomfortable. 
“good! that’s good! go, go do that!” atsumu bobs his head furiously, giving akaashi a thumbs up as akaashi nods slowly, scurrying back as soon as atsumu shoos him away.
just as atsumu promised, you came out from behind the counter, cappuccino and almond croissant in hand as you place the two down by the table.
“here’s your large cappuccino and almond croissant sir, please enjoy!” you smile as akaashi dips his head in thanks as he sweats bullets trying to figure out something to ask to get you to stay at his table.
“how’s the book you’re reading?” you ask to akaashi’s relief. he’s nearly ready to kiss your feet in gratitude, but he instead shifts his efforts to being a decent conversationalist to keep you intrigued.
“it’s quite nice actually, the writing style is incredibly vivid and poetic. i really enjoy the protagonist’s internal dialogue and how the author has- oh” akaashi stops as he glances at the empty seat across from him and how you’ve been swaying side by side, making subtle and hesitant glances at the chair, “do you want to sit? if you’re free and it’s okay of course,”
“yeah, and please! go on, i’m interested in hearing what you have to say about the book,” you nod, gesturing for him to continue as you pull out the chair and seat yourself down, “i’m l/n y/n, by the way,”
“akaashi keiji, it’s nice to finally talk to you,” akaashi’s cheeks flush, a sheepish smile and downturned eyebrows replacing his former expression.
“finally?” you ask, tilting your head in curiosity as akaashi’s breath halts for a brief moment before he shyly nods.
“yeah, i’ve um, i’ve been wanting to talk to you for a bit now, but i just didn’t know how until your coworker helped,” akaashi sheepishly responds. your eyebrows furrow and you glance over at atsumu, who’s inconspicuously watching the two of you, quickly turns away when you hold eye contact with him.
“so that’s why atsumu insisted on me bringing your order to you,” you slowly nod, a coy smile forming as you lower your eyes at akaashi, pleased that there was an indication of some mutual attraction between the two of you, “i guess i should thank him later then,”
akaashi’s slowly gaining confidence as he listens to you speak, his hands now resting on his lap comfortably as his attention remains trained on you, “maybe,”
he glances over at atsumu once again and averts his eyes immediately upon seeing the blond’s smug grin and thumbs up as his attention settle back on you.
“are you free this saturday?”
your eyes blink for a moment, giving up on stifling your grin as you nod, “yeah, i’m free after 5,”
“good, i’ll tell you more about the book on our date,” akaashi beams, relieved by how you reciprocate as his cheeks flush red, “i do have to go though, but i look forward to seeing you again,”
akaashi hurriedly packs his belongings and downs the coffee, which if he’s being honest, he didn’t really need.
“want me to pack up your almond croissant?” you offer, watching his rushed shuffles as you stand up.
“you can have it, i think atsumu said that it was your favorite. ordering it was just so i had an excuse to see you and to stay a little longer,” akaashi hums, striding confidently to the door as he rides the high of scoring a date with you.
once he disappears, your head whips toward atsumu, who’s brimming with excitement as he rushes over to you, “you got a date! you’re going on a date with your cute cafe boy! you're welcome by the way, this happened all because of me,”
the door swings open as you and atsumu glance at the entrance, stunned to see akaashi out of breath as he rushes back in, “sorry, could i get your number? you know, so i can send you the details and get your address,”
you laugh and nod, taking his phone in your hand and entering your number as he nods gratefully, “sorry, i got a bit uh- too excited and forgot to ask earlier,”
“it’s fine,” you reassure him, waving as akaashi returns to the doorway. atsumu hides his snickers from behind you, yelping in pain once your heel stomps on his foot to get him to stop, “i’ll see you soon keiji,”
“i’ll see you then, i’m excited for you to see what i plan for the date,” he grins and waves goodbye for the second time, feeling satisfied as he catches the shy smile spreading on your face.
“whipped,” atsumu whispers in your ear, yelping again as you stomp harder on his foot.
“shut the fuck up atsumu,”
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periwnklblu · 2 years
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Haikyuu & random wedding day head cannons
featuring: Akaashi, Suna and Hinata
contains: no pronouns used, fluff and of course marriage and weddings.
i know i am technically not supposed to be writing atm but this came to my head and here i am now. feedback is appreciated! p.s i can't stop thinking about bokuto and how supportive of a best man he'd be
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Akaashi: 
It would be at a beautifully grand library. A stately room with tall shelves of books, string lights connecting column to column. Honestly goals. 
A small guest list with only those close to you both. 
Navy blue, light pink, white and gold accents, everywhere from the table arrangements to the bouquet in your hand
Since he didn’t spend the night with you (your families adamant on keeping wedding traditions), he wasn’t very well rested the morning of. After all, he slept best with you in his arms. Nevertheless, the sheer intensity of nervousness and excitement was enough to keep him energized throughout the day
Definitely got a pep talk from Bokuto at some point before the wedding. Akaashi probably started spiraling about not being a good enough husband, but leave it to Best Man Bokuto to reassure him that he will be an amazing husband. 
His jaw actually dropped when he saw you come down the aisle. The photographer definitely took photos of Akaashi’s unusually shocked expression. 
When it’s time to kiss, he kisses you softly, but still filled with passion. 
Can’t stop smiling the rest of the night, and if he has too many glasses of champagne, you might  have a hard time getting him to stop repeating “I can’t believe we’re married!” all night long. 
bonus! he ends the night dancing with you alone. everyone leaves the hall, and it's just you, him and your song playing loudly as you sway together with grins painted on your faces.
Suna 
You two elope instead. 
At the beginning, there were plans of having a formal wedding, for all your loved ones to come and celebrate with you. But with the cherry blossoms in bloom and Suna just eager to marry you already, you both decide fuck it, lets get married now.
There’s an adrenaline rush in hurriedly looking for appropriate clothes to wear and a wedding band to give you. In the end, he doesn't find one that's good enough for you on such a short notice. Promises you to get a perfect band afterwards but for now, he’s making a quick pit stop at the convenience store to buy you a ring pop.
You both get eloped in a secluded cherry blossom forest where the flowers are in full bloom. Just each other and the officiator. 
Suna prefers the intimacy of getting eloped. Without having to worry of others looking, Suna was able to be vulnerable when he’s saying his vows to you. And when it was time for the kiss, he felt free to just go off.  I’m talking borderline making out. 
You both have a mini photo shoot afterwards with his phone propped up a tree or something. They may not have been professional ones but they’re the best photos he’s ever taken. 
You both end the night at a tattoo parlor, getting a single band wrapped around the left ring finger. 
Bonus! When it’s his turn to get the tattoo, you’re just watching from the sidelines, absentmindedly eating away at your ring pop. Suna teases you for eating your wedding band, but really he finds you absolutely adorable. If it weren’t for the painful buzzing of the tattoo gun, he’d definitely take an off guard picture of you. 
Another bonus! Both of your families are absolutely pissed you got married without telling anybody. So are some of y’alls friends too (I particularly see Atsumu throwing a tantrum at not getting to be the best man, and Ssamu asking why he ever thought he would be the best man to begin with. A fight definitely ensues). But neither of you particularly care, because it really only mattered that you both got to finally marry each other. 
Hinata
Definitely a big wedding. I’m sorry if that’s not really your thing, but he just has so many friends and wants to celebrate this happy day with all of them. 
The ceremony is done on the beach, at sunset. The sun is out enough to lay a beautiful glow over everybody, especially you, without it being scorching hot. 
Hinata wakes up smiling, and ends the night with a smile that’s somehow even bigger.  
Vibrant colors for the theme. I'm thinking purples, pinks, blues, and oranges. 
Starts off confident when reciting his vows, but chokes up towards the end. With tears brimming his eyes and a smile on his face, he ends his vows with a soft i can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. 
Everybody is definitely crying btw
Kisses you grandly. Does not care that your families are watching, he will kiss you deeply and dip you at the end of it. 
When it’s time for the reception, night has fallen. The reception also happens on the beach, a little away from where the ceremony was at. 
Candle lights and string lights to illuminate the reception, gorgeous decorations and of course the sound of the waves crashing. Although there may be a lot of people, it’s still a beautifully romantic reception. 
Bonus! Hinata’s sister gives a speech that starts off embarrassing Hinata, but at the end congratulates you both and hopes you take care of her clumsy big brother for the rest of time. 
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cynopcis · 2 years
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You decide that you love seeing Akaashi Keiji wear glasses after you got used to seeing him wear them. You have always found the way he scrunches his nose to raise his glasses adorable. You fawn at how he effortlessly looks attractive when he uses his fingers to push it up. You love the way he coolly takes them off when they get fogged up from drinking coffee or tea. And you also found it cute when he looks slightly frustrated when they get knocked off from his face. (You fix it for him whenever you have the opportunity.)
You also love it when he has them off. You can see his murky blue eyes clearer and his facial features that are usually hidden by his eye frame are now visible. He also tends to lean closer to your face to see it clearly. (Which never fails to make your heartbeat faster and the butterflies cause a storm in your stomach.)
But it doesn’t really matter does it? Because no matter what he wears or do Akaashi Keiji will always be the cutest, prettiest and most handsome person you will ever encounter in your life.
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kissagii · 2 years
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tw!harmless violence to inanimate objects. not smut, don't be fooled by sentence one
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imagine getting out your pent up anger with akaashi. durning finals the fukurodani volleyball team set up a makeshift rage room, with every teammate bringing in their extra cardboard boxes and finding a spare wooden rod to break them with.
everyone took turns with the stick, attacking the cardboard boxes with the stressed frustrations unique to high schoolers during exam week. each person had a different tactic, some intentional with their hits and others simply going wild.
when akaashi stepped up, you didn't know what to expect. but what happened was definitely not it. he tossed off his tracksuit jacket, lifting the wooden rod high and bringing it down with a surprising force. for a lean boy, he was strong. very strong. his face contorted into a weirdly cute scowl as he hit the boxes again and again, crushing them under the force of his leanly muscular arms. it was stupidly impressive. hot, even.
you let a few more on the team go before you took your turn. as you stood in line, akaashi joined you at the end.
"doing it again?" you asked with a smile. all that rage and he's still coming back for more?
"yeah," he said with a bashful smile. as your teammates a went absolutely wild with the bat, you and akaashi contemplated tactics. a baseball swing, perhaps? or a stabbing motion?
then, finally, it was your turn. you were very aware of akaashi's eyes on you as you hefted up the rod and began to swing. the satisfaction was immeasurable. you used a carefully articulated force, as much as you could muster, each hit channeling the stress out of you. after ten or so, you decided to test out a different method. you twirled the rod, reversing your grip, and drove it into the most intact box you could find. it punctured it with a loud rip. as strange as it seemed, it brought out a little smile.
satisfied, you turn and hand the bat back to akaashi. you loved being able to release your exam-induced anger. but you loved watching akaashi's beautifully corded arms even more.
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this is a 10/10 stress relief method, would recommend
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heyheyheyhaikyu · 2 years
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WWC
twenty five - like we don’t talk about Bruno
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master | prev | next
➪ Finally moving back to where you grew up, you excitedly start at your new school where your two childhood best friends attend. Joining their boys vbc as a manager wasn’t originally in your plans, but some things happen for a reason, right?
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A/N: lol I genuinely don’t know what I’m doing :P pls feel free to give feedback and stuff though! It’s always really encouraging to see :)
Fun fact: I actually didn’t mean to hit the first plankton meme, but thought it was funny to keep it in🤡 made for a fun moment lmao
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sugaoikawawaka · 2 years
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"Overtime"
timeskip! Akaashi Keiji x gn! reader
Fluff, Established Relationship
By: admin sugawala 🪐
You are avoiding Akaashi for good 30 minutes now after having a misunderstanding between the two of you. He has been coming home late, staying longer than he should have after work.
You trust him. But your overthinking eats you making yourself doubt if he was actually getting an overtime at work or just simply cheating.
Akaashi has been glancing from you from the couch to your form laying at your shared bed. Your husband never wants to leave a fight unresolved so he was hesitant to talk to you but at the same time wants this fight to end.
You finally felt parched after silently crying, purposely facing your back from the door so that Akaashi won't see or hear your muffled cries.
You get up from the bed and swipe away the dried tears from your cheeks. You walk pass your husband who is reading your body language and desperately wanting to talk to you.
You got yourself a glass of water to satisfy your dry throat.
Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped itself around your waist as he put his chin on your shoulder affectionately. "I'm sorry my love. If you think I'm spending time with another girl, I don't. I just stayed a little more at work for additional salary."
You finally face him. You never actually want to ignore him but you needed space especially that you have trust issues. "I'm sorry Keiji. I'm sorry for ignoring you. Just text me next time if you went overtime so I won't be worrying about you and your safety." you said with a frown on your face.
"Yes, I understand my love." He sighs as he saw your annoyed face before kissing between your eyebrows making your frowning face fade away.
"I love you, okay? Remember that."
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luvring · 2 months
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CALLING THEM "DUDE"
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gn!reader | oikawa, akaashi, suna, atsumu, aone
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OIKAWA, predictably, lets his jaw drop and acts as if you’ve broken up with him. he teeters between draping his entire body over yours and whining, or crossing his arms and huffing while turning away. calling you dude feels foreign on his tongue, an insult to you, in tooru’s mind. but he’s nothing if not a little petty, and will call you it until you apologize.
“thanks, dude.”
tooru freezes, plate of cut up fruit in his right hand that mere moments ago, he pictured he’d be feeding you. but now—“dude?”
off the court, he’s nothing but predictable. you bait him with a smile. “yeah?”
“no! what- you called me dude! me?!” tooru holds his free hand to his chest.
“tooru—”
“oh, now i’m tooru? sorry, only the love of my life can call me that and be fed fruit from my personalized platter, bro i don’t know.”
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AKAASHI cares a little—it feels kind of awkward and he finds himself overthinking the term. but once he’s comfortable, he can tell if it’s just something you say or if you’re messing with him, in which case he’ll have a knowing smile as he refers to you as his friend. but if he’s tired, he’ll drag out the bit just long enough to make you regret it.
“you okay, dude?” you ask as he finally comes out from the washroom, ready for bed.
keiji doesn’t respond, the pout on his face and his slow steps speaking for themselves. he climbs into bed, curling into your side and draping an arm over you.
his breath is warm against your collarbone. “no, dude. i think we need to stop capitalism. can i have a hug now?”
wrapping yourself around him, you place a kiss on his head, hair more ruffled than usual. “i’ll collapse capitalism for you.”
“you’re the best, dude. love you, dude.”
“keiji, please.”
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SUNA doesn't really care. the times rintarou 'takes offense' are for a bit, and he sounds amused the entire time. if you don't care either, he'll call you “dude” himself and means nothing negative about it. this isn't to say he won't call you "baby" or "babe" or even "hon," but he—in his words—considers a large nickname vocabulary to be diverse and for the better.
"what the fuck are you talking about, dude?" you laugh.
rintarou rolls onto his back to look at you as you rest against the bed's headboard.
he squints at you and frowns—the look of disbelief on his face isn't at the term, but your reaction. "you're supposed to get me like no one else as the love of my life."
you raise an eyebrow. "maybe you should try making more sense?"
"i'm gonna 'dude-zone' you until you take that back."
"rin—"
"what, dude?"
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ATSUMU instinctively responds as if you were osamu, not used to hearing the word in your voice. as soon as it clicks, he's as offended as you'd expect him to be. it becomes nonsensical bickering as soon as you act offended, until you're both laughing and ‘apologizing’ to each other.
“dude, where is my towel?”
“huh? i dunno, why would i touch your nasty ass towel?” he asks, eyes honed in on the game on his monitor.
you blink, and a moment passes before atsumu pauses and whips around. “wait, ‘dude’?”
his expression mirrors yours as laughter builds in your stomach. “what the hell did you just say to me?”
“y’just called me dude!”
“my nasty ass towel?”
atsumu’s own words finally hit him and he stutters, “babe- wait- i thought you were ’samu—”
“samu?!”
“wait—”
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AONE’s gotten so used to you calling his first name, or using terms of endearment that he thinks he’s done something wrong. his anxiety doesn’t last long, not when you take a look at his hesitant expression and posture while he works up the courage to ask about it. he wishes it didn’t bother him so much, but he admits that he’d like having a special name, or just his first instead.
“hey, dude, can you pass me my charger?”
“...huh?”
“my charger? it’s next to the couch by your feet,” you explain.
takanobu’s brows furrow as he quietly picks it up and hands it to you. he wonders if he’s imagining things when you shoot him your regular smile and thank him.
a few minutes go by, and it’s nowhere near unusual for the both of you to sit quietly together, but he hasn’t sat comfortably since you asked for your charger. moving closer, you apologize and hold onto his arm. “’m kidding, ’nobu, just wanted to see your reaction.”
his body relaxes as the both of you lean into each other, and he smiles, albeit a little embarrassed. “that’s good to know.”
“...i like your nicknames for me more.”
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my new tag list form if you'd like to be tagged! ^^ sorry old tag list. love u.
@dira333 i know u like aone.. i don't write for him a lot but He is here. thought of u. and @reverie-starlight u r of course my local tsumu fan. YAAAY!!!
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taintedtort · 2 months
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Hello, I was wondering if you can do a haikyu request where the s/o keeps wiping away their kisses with 3 characters but two of them tendou and iwa?
" WIPING KISSES! "
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summary. their reaction to you wiping their kisses off
characters. iwaizumi, tendou, akaashi
warnings. gn!reader, none!
a/n. omg yayyy haikyuu request!! picked akaashi for the third :)
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IWAIZUMI
☆ he is not playing with you. he decided to be nice and place a sweet peck to your forehead, and you wipe it off? he actually didn’t think anything of it the first time, but then you did it again when he kissed your cheek. that’s twice, but he wanted to make sure you were actually wiping off the kiss, so he placed a peck to your other cheek this time. he scowls when your hand reaches up, and he knows you’re about to wipe that one off too. he snatches up your wrist, though his grip is gentle as he guides your hand back down to your side.
"what? my kisses not good enough for you?"
TENDOU
☆ he sort of took it as a challenge. he’s very affectionate and is always kissing and hugging you, so when you wipe the big smooch he placed on your cheek away, he just does it again. it quickly becomes a game of some sorts, him kissing your skin just for you to wipe it off, and it slowly gets faster and faster. he ends up winning by grabbing your hands and pecking all over your face, causing you to giggle and give up.
"i win! now, it’s my turn for a kiss."
AKAASHI
☆ he knew you were messing with him, and messed with you back. he’s very perceptive and quickly picked up on your little prank and the mischievous glint in your eyes. the first kiss he placed to your temple was quickly wiped away, and it made him pause. thought you might’ve been mad or the kiss was too wet, but the he spotted the twitch of your lips as you try not to laugh. to get back at you, he tilted your chin towards him, slowly leaning in to kiss your lips. however, right when his lips ghosted over yours, he stopped and pulled away. he saw your lidded eyes widen and a pout quickly form on your face, and he couldn’t help but chuckle.
"that’s what you get for wiping my kiss off."
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deadmeat666 · 9 months
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PRETTY BOY KEIJI <3 akaashi keiji x top amab reader drabble
minors, fujoshis and blank blogs DNI.
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Pretty boy Akaashi Keiji loves bouncing on your big fat cock. Have him wear your jersey which is too big for him. Or maybe he'd lift it up a bit to show you the outline your dick is making in his womb tummy. He'd be such a whiny and moaning mess, not to mention his moans would be high-pitched anyone would mistake them for a girl's.
Or maybe he'd suck on your cock while wearing his glasses. He may not look like it, but he's an absolute monster at deepthroating you, no matter what your size is. And he's such a tease, dragging his tongue up and down your shaft, tracing every bulging veins, only to stop at your tip. Force it down his throat, please. He loves it when his throat is being used as nothing but a fleshlight for you to use. Cum inside his mouth, don't forget to spurt out some on his glasses.
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emmyrosee · 7 months
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@bontensh0e YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND
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“Wait, why is this guy fine as hell?”
Leaning against the island in the kitchen, just a few feet away from Keiji eating happily at the table, you see a head instantly shoot up from reading his book, to starting at your skull.
He doesn’t say anything. He merely watches.
You sink your teeth into your lip with a small blush, moving the shirt collar up to cover the lower part of your face, “Gods really like him, apparently.”
Once again, Keiji says nothing. You wonder, briefly, if he stopped caring, with the roll of his eyes you love so much, but when you let your gaze flick back over to him, he’s still staring. Blinking unamused, and watching intently from behind his glasses.
“I wish I could be that hot,” you sigh dramatically.
“You are hot,” he scoffs, standing up and cleaning up the small setting he made for breakfast. There’s an annoyance laced in his voice, one you’d miss the jealousy in if you don’t know him well enough. “Besides, who cares how someone online looks? It’s almost all editing anyways. You’re thriving naturally.”
You flash him a coy smile, “I wish I could agree, but…” you sigh as he starts to make his way over. “This guy is just so hot.”
“It better be one of the Miya’s,” he mutters, and you let out a string of laughter as you duck your phone away, just before he leans in for a look. His nostril flare and his eyes bulge subtly, but he takes a deep breath in and places his mug in the sink to wash it. “You know I don’t mind you admiring others- but it’s 7 in the morning. Too early for such feral descriptions.”
“Would you rather me admire you at 7 in the morning?” You coo.
He finally cracks a smile and a small laugh, “I always want you to admire me.” You hum and slowly make your way over to the sink, turning your phone towards you both. He looks at your screen once, then looks again when he realizes it’s him in your recording camera, hair ruffled and glasses low on his nose, an Ocarina Of Time shirt that you bought him years ago hanging from his torso.
His cheeks burst in an absolute flush, teeth sinking into his lip shyly as he continues to wash the cup. It was clean forty seconds ago; now he just doesn’t want to look at you.
“You’re fine as hell, Keiji,” you hum, planting a kiss to his scarlet cheek.
“Shut up, you ass,” he grumbles around the unbudging smile.
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akaashi-adorer · 2 years
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akaashi’s probably a hopeless romantic once he falls for someone. like you can’t tell me that my man’s favorite book genre (other than the existential read because duh) is romance. i won’t take anything else for an answer. and he’d probably want to try out a couple of things from what he’s read and what he’s seen. he’s definitely the “kiss under the rain with s/o” kinda guy and the one who gives his partner flowers sometimes just because.
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valeriwa · 10 months
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CALLING THEM PRETTY BOY
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pretty, adorable boys :( characters: suna rintaro, akaashi keiji, miya atsumu [gn!reader] cw: petnames, post timeskip request here
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SUNA RINTARO
you both were napping on the sofa
it's suna's favorite thing to do after practice - napping, with you <3
you were on top of him when he stirred awake
"hey baby, you awake?" you asked, smiling as suna tried to blink the sleep away from his golden eyes. a lazy grin made his way to his face.
"you gonna get off? i can't breathe." he was just teasing you; he knew that you knew that he liked you on him, he liked the way you felt on him.
"oh, i just wanted to lay with my pretty boy but my bad." you had gotten off of him by this point with your back to him, a shit-eating grin on your face as he processed your statement.
you moved a bit farther but suna's hand shot out to grab your wrist and pull you in. you were standing in between his legs, your back pressed into his face as he wrapped his arms around your torso.
"say that again for me?"
AKAASHI KEIJI
you'd just returned from work when you saw him
akaashi, with an apron, cooking dinner
it was his day off but he's been really busy lately so you assumed you'd order food today
"babe, are you cooking?" you asked, stepping in to the kitchen following the aroma of homemade food. akaashi stopped stirring the pot, turning to look at you.
"hey sweetheart. yeah, i feel bad for being so busy lately, thought i could make it up to you?" he gives you that million-dollar smile, the one that's only reserved for you and you can feel your heart melt.
"of course, you know i'd never hold your work against you." pouting, you slide up next to him, peering into the pot to see what's cooking.
"smell nice?"
"everything you cook smells nice, pretty boy." you hadn't even realized it slipped out and you were already taste-testing the food.
"sweetheart?" you looked to akaashi, his ears and cheeks tinged red as a shy smile took over. it was then when you put two and two together to understand what happened.
"are you getting shy because i called you pretty?" your tone was a little incredulous because you're sure you compliment a lot but obviously not enough.
"you're my pretty boy, keiji. my lovely, pretty boy."
MIYA ATSUMU
it was the end of a match and of course he won
that cocky bastard, and his cocky grin
you were so proud though :')
you rolled your eyes as you wove your way through the crowd. you could imagine his smug grin, but you couldn't wait to see it yourself.
he spotted you and waved you over, the action letting other people know you were coming and parted for you. you smiled as you ran towards him, wearing his jersey.
"that's my pretty boy!" you shout, engulfing him in a hug. you wrapped your arms around him, and he was a bit frozen. noticing he wasn't reciprocating, you leaned back to see his face.
"what happened baby?" you asked, concern washed over your features. his ears were red as he dropped his head onto your shoulder.
"can ya call me that again?"
"call you what?"
"can ya call me yer pretty boy?" your face broke out into a grin as he whispered the request. the blush across his face deepened and he was glad that you couldn't see it.
"of course, my pretty boy. the prettiest."
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kairismess · 6 months
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morning coffee. — akaashi keiji x gn!reader
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�� genre: a warm cup of fluff with a few teaspoons of comfort.
✒️ word count: 987
💭 summary: akaashi wanted to treat you to a nice morning for once, but when he tries his hand at making you the perfect cup of coffee to start your day... he starts doubting himself and his abilities to make you happy when each cup he makes ends up even worse than before.
💗 special mentions: @moonswolfie @xoxo-cha
🍥 author's note: never realized how much of an akaashi kin i was until i remembered how much of an overthinker my boy is shower him with love please
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the aroma of roasting coffee beans fill the kitchen, and while the scent usually relaxes him, akaashi couldn't help but feel even more anxious at the sight of another failed cup of coffee that was meant for you. he shakes his head and adjusts his glasses back on his face, his sharp eyes not twitching, but instead looking more and more disappointed at the fact that all his attempts at brewing you a good coffee were going to be much harder than he thought. akaashi would never forget how you liked your coffee, it was an unforgettable blend that he had always looked forward to making, but never got the time to do so until now. though, his hands were plagued with an unshakeable coil—he couldn't make it the way he pictured it. the first cup seemed a little too diluted, and that simply didn't do for the man; the second cup was a little too bitter, and of course, it wasn't good enough, yet again.
after what felt like a thousand cups and a mountain of bags of coffee beans, akaashi felt sort of... heavy, a kind of burning sensation rippling down his throat as another poor batch of coffee was dripped onto the cup, disheartening him once more as he ran his long fingered hand through his ruffled, dark hair. 'it shouldn't be that hard, i make coffee for myself every morning, and it's always decent... why can't i do something so simple for them?' he chided himself in his mind as he began to brew you another cup, hoping that this next one would be worth some happiness out of you. the sound of footsteps behind him got louder as you came into the kitchen, catching him by surprise. he nearly dropped the hot cup of coffee he brewed for you, that still felt like a disappointment to him at the sound of your sudden arrival. he hastily greeted you a good morning, and went back to being silent again, pondering over if he was overreacting or underreacting about wanting to make you a decent coffee as a good start to your day.
"oh, m-my love, um... good morning." he mumbled, trying his hardest to sound normal, but a slight crack in his voice gave him away. he adjusted his glasses one more time, trying to hide the failed coffee attempt from you, but you went over to see what your dearest was up to, and you were amazed. you praised akaashi, complimenting him for his amazing brewing skills–but he finds it hard to believe that you'd be amazed at such painfully mediocre work. and it hurts him to think that he's looking down on your opinion involuntarily. he turns to you and hangs his head a little in shame, muttering an apology as he stares at the murky depths of the coffee he brewed for you, which he had high hopes for to turn out decently, not plainly. you were confused as to why he was apologizing, and you instead kissed his cheek, adjusting the glasses on his pretty face and smiled as you cupped his head in your hands. akaashi's face flushed a little when he noticed your smile, and he cleared his throat, asking if you'd like some coffee, planning to make another cup in his mind because this batch did not seem right enough.
"sure, keiji... is this for me?" you asked him as you looked at the coffee-filled mug you owned that was in his slightly bony hands. as if on cue, he nodded; akaashi could never lie to you, really—it was always in his nature to be true to you, in every sense of the word. he got even redder and flustered as he tried to explain why you shouldn't drink the coffee, but you couldn't really understand him and took the mug in your hands, blowing the steam off the coffee, and taking a few sips of it. you hummed in approval, smiling widely as you took in the bewitching taste of the coffee, looking into his dark blue orbs, which widened a little at the sight of your satisfied expression. "this is... perfect! keiji... you didn't spend a whole morning brewing this for me, did you?" you asked him as he got a little antsy; fidgeting with his fingers and dodging your gaze as much as he could, trying to come up with a response.
you chuckled under your breath, leaning over to kiss his cheek. akaashi felt hot all over when your luscious lips made contact with his cheekbone, brushing over his face, missing your kisses the minute you pulled away from him. he rubbed the back of his head, looking down at the mug in your hands. "but it... isn't it a little too diluted? a-a little too bitter...?" he asked you in a hushed voice. you shook your head, placing your fingers under his chin, guiding his eyes to look back up at you. "keiji, when i say it's perfect... it's already way too perfect for me to give another way to describe it. thank you, my love." you uttered before giving him another kiss, this time, on his forehead.
akaashi felt a little lighter, yet a lot more fuzzy and warm at the feeling of you praising him and kissing his cheeks. he took in the beauty of your natural look in the morning, accompanied with the brilliance of your smile—it was too much love for him to handle, yet he wants all of you anyway. "...thank you, dearest." he replied, kissing the top of your head and cracking a small smile upon his usually stoic face. that morning was a bit of a hassle for akaashi, and even though he can be stuck in the limbo of his perfectionism and overthinking... as long as you say what he does is enough, he feels enough, more than enough, already.
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touyazbbygirl · 2 months
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I ain’t sayin she’s a gold digger-
No warnings. Might be slightly angsty if you squint but very comforting and reassurance. Pro!Suna, Pro!Oikawa and Editor!Akaashi.
Ft: Suna, Oikawa and Akaashi
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Requests are open and discords are linked in my pinned post💙 tip jar <3
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