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the-cosmic-teapot · 27 days

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Eternity and So Much More

Bokuto x reader

WC: 2392

TW: Self doubt, insecurity, marriage talk, long term commitment, reader needs a hug and kiss, bokuto is amazing and really affirming, I tried to keep this as gender neutral as possible (engagement ring description, but not story crucial-like a sentence max) , open ended

*proof read by my man in arts husband, its his fault for typos :)

Summary: Bokuto had a very important question to ask you, but you don't see yourself in the best light.

A/N: Hi pals, this is my first time publishing anything outside of a really cringy period on Wattpad when I was 13 (no longer available for my own sanity). I am not typically a writer, so I apologize in advance, but I love Bokuto so much yeah. I hope you like this! Feedback is always welcome!

~Cosmic

Being in a relationship with a pro athlete is difficult because more times than not, they prioritize their careers. It’s what they have been working towards for the longest time and they will do almost anything to stay on the court. This is especially true with one, Bokuto Koutaro. You could ask anyone about the large, owlish man and his devotion to volleyball; they would all say the same thing: he is meant to be on the court. Knowing this did not stop you from being in a relationship with him. If anything there was a sense of pride because of his passion for the sport. There were countless missed dinners and events because of extra practice, but this did little to dissuade you from falling for the outside hitter. With all of the missed dates there were thoughtful gifts or a lavish trip with him for time together to make up his absences.

You knew it was coming, Bokuto's proposal, because he is not the most subtle person and he is not great at hiding things. It had been about a week prior when you found the ring in his sock drawer when doing his laundry. It was a beautiful, yet simple princess cut diamond ring with a few accent stones around it, and here you are, at dinner with Bokuto and some friends, both old and new. Most of the night was filled with laughter and smiles, as is most of the time with Bokuto, except this time there was a pit in your stomach you couldn’t explain. Was it something you ate? Maybe it was social anxiety from being around all of Bokuto's high school friends, who you’ve seen on a few occasions. You only really knew Akaashi because of how close he was with Bokuto. Yet, in spite of this feeling you pushed through dinner with a smile.

As the appetizers and entrees came and went Bokuto insisted on getting dessert for everyone. The pair of you settled on a chocolate cake with ice cream. While the desserts were being prepared Bokuto gathered the attention of everyone and began speaking of the love he has for you, and your beauty. As he continued his speech, the pit grew deeper and deeper. His little speech concluded in tandem with the arrival of dessert, where you saw the same ring that was hidden among his socks sitting on the top of the cake slice. Then you look at Bokuto already on one knee as he asks the question, “Will you marry me?”

At this moment you didn’t have any words. Why weren’t you saying anything? Could you say anything at all?

The first day of your third year at university felt the same as the others. You noted that campus was a bit livelier than normal, but this would surely die down after a couple of weeks as people lost motivation to go to class. As you walked into your first lecture hall you chose your seat with care as you would be using it for the rest of the semester. After all, humans are creatures of habit.

When you stepped outside of the lecture hall at the end of class, you could swear you felt like a mummy leaving its crypt and stepping into the sun for the first time. Apparently you stood in place a second too long because a large man was not paying attention at the stop in traffic and bumped into your back causing you to trip and fall. As you stood back up and turned to face the cause of your fall he immediately began apologizing and saying he will buy you coffee or a pastry as his way of apologizing. Initially stunned by the sudden change in your position to seeing a large man practically on his hands and knees begging for your forgiveness for a small nudge was, admittedly, quite a scene to behold. You insisted that you were okay and there were no bruises or scratches, but he looked like a kicked puppy saying something about how he has harmed you and his mother and sisters will certainly skin him alive for not making it up to you. So you agreed to his offer of coffee, seeing as you do not have class for another hour and a half. On the walk over to the cafe you learn his name, Bokuto, and he is a starter for the men's volleyball team.

Everyone was staring at you now, waiting for an answer. You see the glints of love and true passion in Bukotos eyes; the same look he has when he plays volleyball. Why couldn’t you say anything? What was wrong with you? Here there is a man who loves you, and all you can do is just stand there. Thoughts of inadequacy swarm your mind; you’ll never be pretty enough, you’ll never be charismatic enough, you’ll never be enough for him.

After getting coffee with Bokuto, he seemed to be part of your life. Initially it was small things like him asking you to study with him because he “gets distracted, and it is nice to have someone to keep him on track”. This typically ended with getting nothing done because of how easy conversations flowed with him. Eventually this turned into movie nights with his friends. By the end of that semester the two of you were practically inseparable.

Sometime during the break you realized how you had grown to care for this large puppy of a man. Your days away from campus, as well as Bokuto, seemed more dreary, like something was missing. The days away made you truly notice an absence you didn’t know you could miss. Despite this, you still managed to have a relaxing break.

Bokuto was also stuck with his thoughts of you and what you were doing. He misses your smile and laugh, he misses how you would roll your eyes at some dumb joke he had made, but most of all, he misses how you care about him. Through high school he was used to girls flocking to him because of his volleyball talent, but none of them seemed to care about who he was as a person. You care about him as Bokuto Kotaro, not Bokuto Kotaro the volleyball powerhouse. You care about the little things, ensuring he stayed hydrated and made sure he always had someone cheering him on. He loved those things about you.

By the time you got back to campus and got fully moved into your new dormroom, Bokuto called and asked to get lunch because he was, as always, starving. By the end of the lunch you were sure Bokuto enjoyed your presence because of how he mentioned it at least five times when walking you home. As you get to your complex's door you debate inviting Bokuto in to watch a movie or something, but a small voice crept in saying that he probably had other, better things to be doing. So you bid him a farewell and went up alone.

As Bokuto stares at you with anticipation and nothing but adoration in his eyes staring into your own, you are at war with your insecurities. How could he want you in that way? It wasn't because you were the prettiest or because you were the most popular. It definitely wasn’t because you were the best at anything; what was it? You know he loves you, but honestly you don’t fully understand why.

After about a minute of staring at you Bokuto began to feel a pit form in his stomach, a rare feeling for him that he wasn’t too familiar with. The last time this happened was when he asked you to go on a date with him; an actual date too, not the platonic hangout sessions from when you were first getting to know each other. Was it taking you so long to answer because you thought he wouldn't be a good husband? Was it because he can be forgetful and so focused on volleyball? Those couldn't be it, you always said that it was something you loved about him, his dedication and drive. Why weren’t you saying anything? What was holding you back?

It had been one year since you met Bokuto, the start of your last year of university. Thursdays became takeout and movie night with him, just him; no one else because “I want to spend time alone with my best friend”. You thought it was sweet that he wanted to take time with just you, but it hurt when you assumed he didn’t see you romantically. You’d be stupid not to have a crush on him, he is so charismatic and funny, not to mention he looks like he was shaped by the gods, in contrast to his puppy like demeanor that would make a statue smile.

On one such Thursday Bokuto was antsy, more than normal. About a third of the way into your movie pick, you had to pause the movie. His fidgeting was getting on your nerves and you could no longer bear to ignore it. In response to you pausing, Bokuto just stared dumbly at you instead of saying anything. This was odd, there was seldom a time Bokuto was without words.

“What’s your problem tonight?’ you asked, a little agitated. “We can change the movie if you’re not into it.”

“I just...” He paused for a bit and continued, “ I um, I think I’d like to take you out.” You stared back just as dumbly at him for a bit. “ I don’t mean, like, kill you. I mean like a date… If you want…” You sat on his couch in one of his hoodies with Thai take-out in your lap while he thought this is something he wouldn’t mind seeing all the time. He impatiently awaited your answer, fidgeting with his hands.

After what felt like an eon (a few minutes in actuality) you responded, “Really? Me?” It was strange to be asked out by someone who was like Bokuto. You weren't the typical drop dead gorgeous type athletes like him usually went after, at least in your own eyes.

“Well, yeah… that’s why I asked you.” He stated very matter-of-factly. “Why wouldn't I want to date you? You know me, and still want to be my friend after I embarrassed myself at that party. You also still want to study with me even when I don’t know what’s happening, and you dont mind helping me with my classwork even though you’re taking more classes than me.”

He went on like this for 5 minutes before you finally snapped out of your haze to interrupt him and respond. “I didn’t know you cared that much about me...” You sat on your words before landing on “Okay”.

You thought you had broken the owlish man when that four letter word left your mouth. He just sat and stared at you before breaking out into the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on him, this is including when he scored the winning point for nationals last spring. In an instant he was off of the couch, as were you, bouncing around the room shaking you along too.

Feeling the stares of your friends and his, you felt nauseous. You loved Bokuto, but could you accept this? What happens if it falls apart, could you live through that? What if a few years later he finds someone better than you, how could you live with that? You just stood there. Your legs felt as if they weighed a million pounds and your jaw a billion more.

Bokuto was freaking out because he was sure you’d say yes immediately. You’d talked about your futures after graduation and you said something along the lines of wanting him in your life forever. Did he misinterpret that? He got your dream ring from one of your friends who was kind enough to help him. What did he do to screw this up?

“I-I…” you took a breath, “I don’t know” you finished close to tears. After giving an answer you needed to get out, looking at Bokuto was painful because he was heartbroken and confused. You gathered your things and ran out of the restaurant.

Bokuto followed closely after you without grabbing anything. He ran a hand through his hair as he stepped out onto the sidewalk spotting you instantly.

He tentatively approached you as if you were a scared stray cat. “Hey… are you okay? What happened back there?” Bokuto was close to tears too, his usually bright eyes were so serious now. “Are you not ready for this? I thought that conversation after graduation meant you wanted this… I’m really sorry if I got that wrong.” He wouldn’t stop talking. You felt like actual garbage, here he was apologizing to you for what were your own inadequacies.

“I’m not-” you take a breath, “I’m not good enough for this, or for you. You are a pro athlete, you’re way out of my league, and I’m just someone who fell in love with you. I am not special in any way, I’m not extraordinary, I’m just me.” You pause for a second before continuing, “You deserve so much better than me, you are amazing and deserve the universe, and I’m not that.”

“I don’t see it that way.” Bokuto said simply. “You’re amazing because you are you. I love the way you get focused and bite your lip when you do. I love the way you care for me and make sure I am taking care of myself. How you make the effort to know my friends and family.” He continued while holding your wrist as if to make sure you don’t vanish into nothing. “Most importantly, I love you because of how you love me.” He concluded with a huff, Bokuto was frustrated that he needed to tell you all of this, but if he had to repeat these affirmations to you over and over like a mantra he would without hesitation.

“Are you sure?” You question, biting your lip and avoiding Bokuto's eyes that always seem to find yours. “Yes, of course, I wouldn’t say anything I didn’t mean” He answers immediately after. “I want you in my life for eternity and so much more.”

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hajim3 · 1 year

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You want requests? Hmmmm who (out of all characters you right for) likes a plump soft reader? Who looks at thicc ppl and just can't help themselves? And what's their first fantasy about chubby reader?

If you don't do chubby reader requests then plz ignore me. Thank you for your time ✌️🤗

𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚌 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚎?

꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷꒦ ꒷꒦‧˚.‧꒷꒦꒷‧˚꒦꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷꒦ ꒷꒦‧˚.‧꒷꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷

cw: gn!reader, mentions of titties but it can be ignored if it doesn’t apply, suggestive (I think??) I’m not good at warnings so lmk if I missed anything

a/n: HI GUYS!!! I’VE MISSED YOU!!! It’s been over a year! I know this is very short but this took me two days to write cuz I had to get my brain turning again. 😭 Also I had to stop myself from writing cuz I still had a bit more to say but imma save it for another time. I feel pretty good about this one so I hope you guys enjoy it as well.

word count: 478

꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷꒦ ꒷꒦‧˚.‧꒷꒦꒷‧˚꒦꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷꒦ ꒷꒦‧˚.‧꒷꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷

⇾ Tbh I have a whole arsenal of characters that I think would die for a cute chubby person

⇾ But if i absolutely had to pick one person, I say Bokuto (oh and Osamu but imma save that for another time) and i will die on the hill that he would go through hell and back to just get a sprinkle of attention from a chubby person and if you disagree then you’re wrong 🤷🏽‍♀️

⇾ And if I’m not mistaken this is canon right???

⇾ My mans is going feral for some big thighs and titties bro

⇾ Bruh cant keep his hands off you man

⇾ Always expect your thighs to be squeezed, checks to be pinched, ass to be slapped, and tits to be caressed at any given moment

⇾ Cuddles are so nice with him especially in the winter

⇾ Cuddles can either be calm and relaxing or chaotic and loud (no in between)

⇾ But honestly he’s such an affectionate person in the first place so his favorite thing to do with you is cuddle because you’re both so warm and it just feels heavenly (I was always the person that someone would hug/touch to warm up because I’m naturally very warm so this resonates deep with me 😭)

⇾ He’s so proud to show you off in public

⇾ He’s the boyfriend that’ll let you wear whatever you want in public cuz he’s secure in the fact that you’re his and he’s yours so there’s no reason for him not to 🤷🏽‍♀️

⇾ In fact, he would jump at any opportunity to take pictures of you because he’s just so obsessed with your beauty he just can’t help it

⇾ Bro turns into a professional photographer when it comes to you

⇾ Like he’s getting all the angles and lighting to make sure it’s perfect

⇾ If someone was to open his social media they would think it’s ran by you from the amount of pictures and videos of you he has on there

⇾ He’ll post a pic of you and it’ll have some corny ass caption like “just in case you forgot what they look like 🤭🥰” even all his other recent posts (within the last couple days) were of you

⇾ He will spam your comments with emojis and stupid pick up lines whenever you post on you own page

⇾ His one and only wish is to be between your thighs at all times

⇾ Like if he could die between your thighs, oh trust me he most certainly will, with a smile on his face too

⇾ Oh yea he has a very bad habit of slapping your ass, so hard if hurts

⇾ But being the sweet boy he is, he immediately apologizes and rubs it

⇾ If I keep going any longer this is gonna be super fucking long so imma cut it here and maybe make a Pt2 and answer that last part in it💀

FIN

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Like, replies,reblogs, and feedback are greatly appreciated 😁💖

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crushmeeren · 6 months

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Bokuto SFW/NSFW Headcannons

Everyone involved in this fic is aged up/18+; continue scrolling or block if you aren’t into this

Warnings; oral sex (blow jobs/pussy eating), car sex, riding, small amount of anal play (Bo teases your ass while he eats you out), mating press, kissing, praising

Note; I wasn’t originally planning on posting but I’ve had a rough night and I just love Bokuto 💕 This is my first time writing for Haikyuu so I hope I can do him justice. Please enjoy 🪽

Second Note; I think I’m gonna have to write one for Kirishima next, s-so many ideas about him 😮‍💨

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Koutarou who is the sweetest man alive, who you’re unconditionally in love with, but…is an airhead (i.e. he loses his phone all the time, forgets plans he’s already made, somehow drops his wallet down a hole at the top of a parking garage that’s 30 feet deep while planking—but miraculously finds it laying on a car below??) who you’ll always help find his shit either way—he needs AirTags

Koutarou who likes to wear lots of colors, whose favorite color is blue, who once got his face painted with a rainbow on it at the fair (he did look pretty, plus the vibrant colors represents how bright his personality is)

Koutarou who practically vibrates with excitement when he sees you watching his games from the stands, who smiles so wide his cheeks may split, who waves at you in the middle of a play (he ran into the net by accident, but he didn’t miss the next spike!!)

Koutarou who turns a sweet shade of pink when he sees you wear his jersey to his game, who picks you up in a sweaty, bear hug (squishing the air out of your lungs) after they’re finished, chatting excitedly in your ear as he carries you a few feet (he only sets you down when Hinata rescues you by reminding him they have to go change)

Koutarou who gets into certain self-deprecating moods sometimes, who lets you help him feel better, letting him talk it out, spending time with him, whispering words of support and encouragement as you poke the dimples on his cheeks (which gets him to smile and giggle almost every time)

Koutarou who likes listening to hip hop and surprisingly—hair metal, who loves singing in the car, who has an astonishingly good singing voice (you love watching him as he drives, he gets so into the music, wiggling in his seat—it’s like your own personal concert) and who loves Paramore—because you showed them to him

Koutarou who takes up half your bed when he sleeps, he’s so fucking tall—and thick🫣(but you love it and use him as your own personal blanket, but he does get really sweaty in the middle of the night so you have to roll away before you melt to death)

Koutarou who loves holding your hand, lacing his warm fingers through yours and tugging you in different directions, no matter where you are, who leans in so close to speak to you, you can see his eyelashes (it never fails to make warmth thickly pool in your belly, traveling up and making your cheeks burn—he always looks at you with stars in his eyes)

Koutarou who is literally always the life of the party—everyone loves the fucking ace, he radiates positive and happy energy—people are drawn to him like moths to a flame, they always want to talk to him and you’re proud of it (plus you don’t mind—besides he always comes home with you at the end of the night)

Koutarou who introduces you to Kuroo, who he has remained friends with after high school, Kuroo, the sly bastard who you’ve grown quite fond of & have become close friends with (instantly clicking over your combined efforts to tease Bo)

Koutarou who loves, loves taking hot showers with you, he likes to hug you under the warm spray, letting it relax both of you and talk about his day (sometimes you end up on your knees, but who can blame you?)

Koutarou who looks so unbelievably hot when his hair is down, no gel in sight as the soft strands frame his sweet face (you can’t help but stare at him until he asks if there’s something on his face, you tell him just how goddamn good he looks—which in turn makes him flush bright pink, dragging you into his lap to make out with him)

Koutarou who really loves when you call him by his given name —don’t get him wrong, but…he can’t help but feel a flash of heat shoot between his legs when he hears your sweet voice calling him Bo (you absolutely know what it does to him)

Koutarou who loves you so fucking much he feels his heart may burst at the seams, who is your best friend, who you can be completely yourself with, who supports you in everything you do, who you know, in your bones, is your one and only, who has been secretly planning on proposing to you for awhile now (FYI— you say yes, Bo definitely cries)

💕NSFW Below This-You Have Been Warned💕

Koutarou who is fucking buff, who is wayy taller than you, who is packed with muscle and his cock is, to say the least…thick, but just long enough to keep from hurting (but lets be real, the thickness is what counts)

Koutarou who gets rock hard so damn fast whenever you kiss his neck, gasping, whining, squirming underneath you when you sink your teeth into the muscle covering his pulse point, tilting his head and melting when you leave a couple hickies (he really tries to cover it up the next day, but Miya Atsumu teases him at practice anyways—he takes it in stride, only blushing a little bit)

Koutarou who only really curses during sex, unable to stop the nasty words from leaving his mouth (you think it’s the biggest turn on when he can’t help but whimper a soft f-fuck when he gets his dick inside you)

Koutarou who loves when you suck his cock, who likes when you’re laying on your back and he straddles your chest, controlling the pace as he thrusts into your mouth, who loves when you grip his ass and help him fuck your throat, who braces a hand against the wall, one hand in your hair as he watches his dick shine with your saliva as it repeatedly disappears between your warm, soft lips, who sees stars when he fucks along your tongue like a track made to make him blow

Koutarou who likes to suffocate between your thighs, always asking you to sit on his face, who grips your hips and forces you to rub your clit over his tongue, who covers his finger in your slick, teasing your asshole until you cum on his tongue, fisting his hair between your fingers (you choke on your moans, pleasure sticky and gooey gushing through your limbs)

Koutarou who was nervous at first when you suggested having sex in his car, but now he’s addicted, who can’t do anything but hold your waist, whimpering mhmm—fuck, that’s it pretty thing, as you hold onto his shoulders, using your feet & thighs to bounce on his cock in the drivers seat that’s been pushed all the way back

Koutarou whose toes curl, cock twitching as his eyes either stayed glued to where your pussy sucks him in or the way your tits bounce in his face (you love it just the same, tilting your head down to watch while you fuck yourself on his dick)

Koutarou who likes to let out high pitched whines & moans in your ear when he fucks you in missionary, who tells you your fucking pussy’s s’good, so tight, gonna make me cum so hard, while he has you folded into a mating press, shivering while he tries to hold back from cumming too quick (it feels like he’s in your throat, he makes you squirt in this position, thumb rubbing your clit roughly)

Koutarou who sits back on his calves, gripping your tits, fucking into you and curling his hips upwards, who makes you inhale sharply, gasping Bo! as you cum, fingers gripping his forearms, who says love when you cum on my cock baby girl, taking my dick so fucking well (you groan through clenched teeth as warm tingles take over your body)

Koutarou who almost cums instantly when you tell him he’s so good at fucking you, making you cum so many times during one round of sex (bro definitely has a bit of a praise kink)

Koutarou who whispers how much he loves you, face flushed when he starts to cum, whose heart thumps wildly in his chest as he groans about how good it feels to fill you up, pussy hugging him so tight (you tell him you love him just the same when he buries his sweaty face in your neck)

Koutarou who can never resist resting all his weight on you afterwards, snaking his arms around you and snuggling you tight as you both soak in the post orgasm glow, who helps you clean up and gets you water before you both take a nap or go to bed for the night

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dabiekql · 10 months

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HQ Bokuto - Forgetting to Control His Strength Against Y/N (Fluff)

Other Versions: Ushijima ver. / Iwaizumi ver.

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Bokuto, who has just won the practice match, rushed towards y/n in enthusiasm with both of his hands up. Y/n knew he was rushing over for a high-five that she grinned at him and reciprocated his actions. However, Bokuto failed to control his strength as he was consumed with excitement that with a loud slapping sound, y/n fell to the ground.

Y/n certainly did not expect this that she was not ready for that amount of strength. She sat there in confusion as she tried to process what just happened. She could feel the stinging on the both of her palms, but what just happened? Why was she on the floor? Akaashi and the other members who witnessed the scene slapped their foreheads with a sigh while Bokuto stood there with pea-eyes in shock.

While Bokuto was frozen in shock, Akaashi went towards y/n to check up on her. Y/n, who finally registered what just happened, smiled at him reassuringly as she stood up with his help. However, when she saw the state Bokuto was in, she quickly tried to reassure him. "Ko-Kotarou, I'm really fine!"

She tried to persuade him on how she wasn't hurt, but Bokuto continued to be in a down mood. She wrecked her brain until she got an idea and showed him a thumbs up with a wide grin. "I could tell why you were the ace from that high-five! The power was incredible! That's my Kotarou! I'm so proud of you! You're amazing!"

At her words, Bokuto's mood instantly brightened up as he raised both of his arms to the sky with a wide grin as well. "HEY HEY HEY!!!" Y/n let out an inaudible sigh out of relief as she clapped her hands for him.

The members who witnessed the whole interaction sighed as they shook their head in disbelief. "Shouldn't it be the other way around?"

"That's Bokuto for you..."

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Other Versions: Ushijima ver. / Iwaizumi ver.

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prettykitty3061 · 1 year

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himbo! bokuto headcanons

cw : ooc bokuto, very dumbified bokuto ( i recognize he is actually not this dumb), little pervy bokuto ( he keeps staring at your skirt and dress), tell me if i missed anything

(a/n): i haven't been able to write anything bc i couldn't think of anything or didn't have my computer.

himbo!bokuto is so adorable and hot that it's not even funny.

bokuto genuinely can't get enough of you, he's always thinking of you, what you'll say when you see him, what you'll think of his new piercing, what you'll wear to his upcoming game, and so much more

bokuto's mind is constantly full of you. he tries his best to pay attention in his English class, but he can't take his eyes off the way your leg swings under your desk, how your skirt is just a little too short and tight for you, and the way you look over at him when the teacher yells at him to pay attention. he doesn't even pay the teacher a glance as he looks back over at you with that adorable gaze.

bokuto loves to give you cute little trinkets, especially rocks, and crystals. he just can't help himself whenever he sees them and immediately has to find the shiniest, clearest, and prettiest one, so it resembles you. his favorite part about getting you the pretty little rocks is the way your face lights up, already knowing that he brought you something by the way he hid it so obviously behind his back, but that didn't matter. he's too cute for you to try and tell him that it was obvious because his reaction is always as excited as yours whenever he buys you things.

bokuto practically trips when he goes to pick you up for a date and he sees you in a tiny little dress that perfectly tugs at your waist, going over all the curves around your body, the way it gives him just the amount of space for him to see your collarbone, and the beautiful color. never did anyone think that bokuto could get any more clueless or in love with you, but they were all proved wrong. seeing the dress around your shape made bokuto lose a few more brain cells. he genuinely can't even spout out a word, only spluttering on the few words he always said "hey hey hey, I'm bokuto"

he's so lost that he doesn't even know that he said anything, finally pulled out of his trance by you laughing and wrapping your arms around his bicep, which was not so subtly bulging out of the shirt that was way out of his size, it was probably akaashi's seeing as all his clothes were at your house.

bokuto is so fucking hot and he's so dumb about it. he doesn't have that many self-esteem issues since you came around, but he genuinely has no idea how attractive he is. he'll be so confused once you start clinging up to him because you just can't stand the way he wears just grey sweatpants around yours or his own house/room. he's clueless about why you keep kissing up his toned chest, thinking that maybe you might be thirsty (idk I'm so tired at this point) and grabs you a small water. when you pout, he can't take it anymore and begs you to tell him what's wrong.

you tell him to wear a shirt, but he always forgets an hour later.

(a/n): halfway through i keyboard smashed bc i was stuck in what to write and accidentally closed tumblr and istg I almost cried.

i have no idea what was happening towards the end, I wanted to write ab toji and idk I'm like overheating in my room

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jlepixie · 9 months

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ unpractical, reserved, full of great theories ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

╰ ୨ Bokuto has a crush on you ୧ ╯

༶⋆˙⊹｡⋆ʚ♡⃛ɞ ✩ ˛˚.

☆ It wouldn't take too long for the team to see that he has a major crush on you. He would be so obvious but somehow you wouldn't pick up the hints he makes.

☆ Definitely, Bokuto would be more clumsy around you, and would try to make some jokes but it will end up on him laughing awkwardly and the team, including you, would look concerned.

☆ Bokuto would be a little shy around you, but he would flex around more than usual. Flexing his muscles and saying how he is the best wing spiker. He is such a show off.

☆ 100% laughs and smiles about everything you say or do.

☆ Every hit he does on the court would be for you, and he would definitely look for any praise from you.

☆ Bokuto is the type of guy to get excited when he sees you and run too you asking for a hug, and if you wouldn't give him one, his emo mode would come out.

☆ Speaking of emo mode, whenever he is in it, Bokuto would look at you with puppy eyes and give you grabby hands wanting to be comforted and held.

☆ Whenever he gets scolded by the team, he would come and hide behind your back and just grab into your shirt.

☆ Expect princess treatment every time.

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cnnmairoll · 6 months

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Mornings With You

Pairing : Bokuto Koutarou x Reader Genre : Fluff a/n : Sorry for the delay, I'll try my best to write as often as I could, but I couldn't and now I just wanna clear all my wips and fulfill my commitment to this flufftober event!

"Kou," you whispered, your voice filled with a mix of love and frustration as you tried to peel Bokuto's strong arms from around your waist. It was another one of those mornings when your energetic, moody, and lovable professional volleyball player boyfriend just didn't want to let you go.

Bokuto grumbled sleepily, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, his messy black hair tickling your skin. "Just five more minutes," he mumbled, his words muffled against your skin.

You chuckled, your fingers gently tracing patterns on his back, knowing all too well that 'five more minutes' with Bokuto could easily turn into half an hour. "Kou, you have practice, remember?"

Bokuto's golden eyes cracked open, and he looked at you with an expression of pure adoration. "But I'd rather stay here with you. You're so warm and cozy," he purred, his hands tightening around you.

You couldn't help but smile, even though you knew his teammates were probably wondering where their star player was. Bokuto's mood swings were well-known in the volleyball world, but when he was with you, he was at his most stable and affectionate. "I promise, Kou, I'll be here when you get back. But you've got to let me go for now."

With a dramatic sigh, Bokuto finally released his grip on you and flopped back onto his side of the bed. He pulled the covers up to his chin and gave you a puppy-dog look. "You're no fun, love."

You leaned down and planted a soft kiss on his pouting lips. "I'll make it up to you later, I promise. Now get going before your coach has a fit."

Bokuto grinned and finally pushed himself out of bed. His toned, muscular body moved with an athleticism that made your heart skip a beat. He quickly pulled on a pair of practice shorts and a t-shirt, and then he bent down to give you a quick peck on the lips. "I'll hold you to that promise, babe."

As Bokuto rushed out the door, you couldn't help but shake your head and smile. Mornings with him were always a rollercoaster, but you wouldn't trade them for anything in the world. You watched him leave and knew that when he returned, he would be on top of the world, filled with pride as the ace of his team, and so grateful to have you in his life.

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missuga · 2 years

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“Why are you staring at me?”

“I’m not.”

“You are.” He said once more, head tilted to the side slightly as he stared back now despite the slight burn creeping up the back of his neck.

Smiling now you turned back to the work in front of you, not really paying attention to it at all, mind stuck on the boy next to you.

“Hey, do you know the answer to question six-”

“Don’t change the subject.” He said and closed the notebook you were looking at.

“We’re supposed to be doing our homework for tomorrows class.” You sighed despite an amused smile tugging at the corner of your lips once more.

“Yeah, well I was doing it.” He started pointing at the words written on his paper, “That is until you were being weird and staring at me.”

“I wasn’t staring at you.” You said, shrugging a bit as you leaned back into your chair. “But if I was, is that really that bad? Maybe I like looking at you.”

“You were!” He huffed nearly talking over the last part of what you said. “Wait what did you say?”

“That I wasn’t staring at you.”

“Oh come on.” He groaned at your answer, the way he was hung up on it was cute. ”If you tell me we can go back to studying.”

You finally gave in when his lip jutted out into a small pout.

“I just think you’re cute, the way you were so focused was adorable.”

The blush that erupted across his cheeks as he stared at you now, eyes wide and mouth slightly open. If you knew you’d get this reaction you might’ve said it sooner, thought messing with him was just as good.

“Stop it, I am not cute.”

His eyes dropped to the desk. He couldn’t even look at you, afraid that is he did his heart would beat out of his chest.

“Mm, but you are.” You mused before opening your notebook once more. “So, you got the answer to number six?”

NISHINOYA, atsumu, oikawa, SUNA, bokuto, TSUKISHIMA, kageyama, akaashi

note from em: this is a repost :)

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uzuikyo · 1 year

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haikyu men on valentines day

pairing : various x f!reader [kageyama, oikawa, kuroo, bokuto, nishinoya & ushijima]

warnings : clichés, oikawa & toruu being flirty mfs, not proofread, that’s it (i think? pls lmk)

wc : 1.7k

uzuikyo : happy valentines loves !! especially to my co-single bad bitches out there <3 hope we find our soulmates soon :))

[kageyama] is the type of person who doesn’t show affection that much (i think we all know that) but tries his best to make you feel loved and special even though he can be a meanie sometimes.

"get ready. we’re going out in an hour." kageyama suddenly announces while you were watching tv. "huh? aren’t we going to stay in for v day?" you asked, confused. you always stay in for every valentines you guys celebrated together for the past few years. he shrugged, "just wanted to try something new." and he dipped, heading to your room while shouting to you about how you really should get ready because apparently "you take too long to get ready" (shocker really). note the sarcasm.

you just bit your lip to hide your grin, because let’s be real, kageyama’s doing all this just for you this valentines.

after getting ready, you get into kageyama’s car as he drives both of you to god-knows-where because you really have no idea. "so where are we really going, babe? did you plan a surprise for me?" you tease him, slightly poking his arm. "s-shut up! staying in is boring now. we’ve been doing it ever since." you smiled cheekily because he’s still denying it even if his face is all red from either embarrassment or shyness. "creep," he gave you a disgusted look, but you just smiled at him. "you still love me though?"

"y-you’re so annoying." it’s his love language y’all

you arrive at your destination with kageyama opening the door for you. it was a fancy looking restaurant. a waiter came up to you both asking if you had a reservation and kageyama nodded, saying that it was for him. the waiter led you guys to a table and you thanked him.

“tobio..” you looked around, observing how fancy and elegant the ambiance and setting was before looking at him. “this is so nice, i really love it.” you gave him a pout, making him raise an eyebrow. “what?”

“i didn’t know you were romantic like this. i don’t even have anything to give you cuz you said we were staying in.” you coninued, “happy valentines, babe.” you added, not wanting to piss him off too much (he won’t really cuz it’s you).

“yeah. happy valentines, brat.”

[oikawa] “babe!” you heard your boyfriend shout from outside as you hurriedly made your way to him, shouting a quick “coming!”. you made sure to lock the door, fixing your dress and hair while walking towards oikawa who was waiting by the car.

“damn,” you hear him say, making you look up at him. “what?” you replied and he shrugged, trying to look innocent as he tried to keep the smug grin of his. “nice ass, babe- ow!” he bursted into laughter as you smacked his arm. “toru!” you glared at him as he slid his hands around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“it’s true, though.” oikawa winked before giving you a kiss. you gasped when you felt his hands squeeze your ass. “i swear-“ he cut you off with another kiss, patting your bum before opening the car door for you. “your ass- i mean you look really good. can’t help it.” he stated as you sat in the passenger seat with a blush on your face.

oikawa drove to the beach since you both decided to celebrate there this year and skip all the fancy and typical valentines traditions. you jumped off the car and helped him carry a few things for your beach picnic date.

both of you stayed there ‘til the sunset, taking a bunch of pictures together and snacking on some of the foods you brought while oikawa’s head was resting on your lap. he got up, excusing himself that he was going to the bathroom while you wait.

but since oikawa’s well … oikawa, he surprised you with a boquet of red flowers and chocolates when he came back. tapping you by the shoulders, you looked up to see who it was and your eyes widened with shock when you saw his surprise. “oh my god, toru!” you squealed, jumping up to hug him.

“happy valentines, love.”

[kuroo] “does this look like a heart to you?” you asked him as he looked at the tray on the countertop. “that looks like a peach babe.” you pouted, and kuroo chuckled.

“here, let me try to do one.” you handed him the piping bag, watching while he carefully tried to shape one into a heart. “that’s actually better than mine.” you admitted, “of course, i am the best after all.” he joked and you rolled your eyes at him. “why don’t you do that and i’ll take care of the ganache?”

you didn’t even wait for his answer and just tiptoed to give him a quick peck before turning away from him to make the chocolate ganache for the macarons. “not so fast, sweetheart.” you squealed when he pulled you back to face him. “you think you can just order me around, hm?”

you raised an eyebrow, “why not- ahh! tetsurou!” you burst into laughter when he attacked you with tickles. “sto- ahahaha!” you tried wriggling out of his arms but he won’t budge. he finally stopped, still caging you in his arms. “you are a brat, you know that?” you shrugged playfully, leaning forward so that your noses would touch together.

“i know, i love you too.” you smacked his chest, “shut up!” kuroo let out a laugh, pulling your chin up to give you a kiss. your arms wrapped around the back of his neck while his stayed on your waist. you moaned when he bit your bottom lip before pulling away with a smirk.

“you are such a tease.” you whined. “let’s call it quits, eh?”

[bokuto] “yesss!” both of you shouted when the last ball got in one of the baskets, gaining attention from people who were near you. “what prize would you guys like?” the guy asked, and bokuto let you pick as you chose the medium sized owl stuffed toy.

“really, babe?” your boyfriend groaned, and you smiled. “what? he looks like you!” you hugged the owl tightly, “i’m gonna think of you now whenever i see this.” your cheeks were squished against it and the sight was making bokuto melt. he pulled his phone out and took a quick picture of you, “you’re so cute.”

“hey, not fair! i probably look ugly in that,” you pouted, but he just pinched your cheek. “you always look good. in every position— i mean angle.” you blushed at his words, “oh my god, lower your voice!”

“just saying facts.” he winked, “do you wanna go eat before continuing with the rest of the rides?” you nod since you were feeling a bit hungry from all the walking and rides that you guys did.

you guys lined up to buy food and the person at the cashier was an old lady. “what can i get for you two love birds?” both of you smiled at her, and bokuto ordered for the both of you. “alright it’ll be 45.50 for your total. enjoy the rest of your night.” you lightly bowed at her for her sweetness. “i suggest riding the ferris wheel at night. it’s more romantic that way.” she winked at you guys and you blushed.

“we sure will, ma’am.” bokuto gave her a smile before politely walking away with your hand in his. “we definitely will be saving that for last.”

[nishinoya] “noya!” you whined, pouting when you felt the icing touch your nose. you took a bit of icing from the cake before quickly swiping it across his cheeks when he wasn’t looking.

he was taken by surprise and you couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. you took your film camera out of your pocket and snapped a picture of him. “we should take a picture together!” nishinoya stealed the camera from your hand before pulling you in to take a picture.

“i wasn’t ready!” you complained, but he just smiled. “i’m sure you’ll look pretty in it no matter what.”

the park was strangely quiet and empty considering it was valentines. you thought there would be more couples today, but noya said it’s better since you have the park all to yourselves which you agree with.

“that means..” he mumbled, slowly walking towards you before pulling you close to his face. “we get to do whatever we want.” he winked, your foreheads touching together.

he didn’t even give you the chance to reply because his lips were already capturing yours. “no one will see us.” he whispered, and you lightly smacked him on the chest because of his brazenness.

[ushijima] you were staring out the open window, feeling the cold breeze across your face as your favorite songs plays from the radio. you looked back to see wakatoshi smiling while focusing on the road.

you sat back down, facing towards him. “what’s got you so smiley today? that’s rare.” you joked, making him clear his throat and avoid eye contact. “nothing, i was just..” you hummed, asking for him to continue. “..can you not look at me like that, please?”

“like what? i’m not even doing anything,” you teased, making him let out a scoff before laughing with you. wakatoshi looked briefly at you before looking back at the road as one hand stayed on the steering wheel while the other made its way to yours, intertwining your fingers together.“it’s nothing. you just looked so pretty staring out the window like that.”

he placed a kiss on your knuckles and you couldn’t help but bite your lip so you wouldn’t lose yourself from feeling too giddy about your boyfriend acting so sweet.

“we’re almost there, do you need to get something from the gas station? there’s one nearby.” you shook your head, humming no.

as you reached your destination, the cars and roads disappeared and the only thing left to see was the desert landscapes and the trees surrounding it. it was only afternoon so the sun was still very visible.

wakatoshi parked near a cliff so you can see the breathtaking view of nature from above. both of you got out of the car and was immediately welcomed by the fresh air. you walked over to him, before wrapping your arms around his torso.

“it’s so nice, thank you for bringing me here.” wakatoshi smiled, “of course, anything for my girl.”

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writtenbynightlock · 2 years

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— ft. bokuto koutaro

genre: fluff

warnings: slightly suggestive (baby fever)

wc: 865 | m.list | bokuto pregnancy drabble (part 2)

[18:46] "babe, i've something to tell you!" an excited bokuto walks into your shared apartment, trying to remove his shoes as quickly as he could. the smell of your cooking greeted him, indicating you were in the kitchen, the smell of home.

"what? i'm in the kitchen!" you shouted, smiling. it was rather obvious when your professional athlete fiancée would arrive home from his practices or when he's out with friends. he makes quite a noisy entrance that makes things interesting as he would always bring home some exciting news. although, whenever bokuto gets drunk, he's still noisy but more whiny than you'd imagine, also heavy.

bokuto's smile widens as he sees you by the kitchen island, chopping up some vegetables for the salad.

"hi kou~" you say with a giggle as bokuto immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you from behind and placed loving kisses on your cheeks.

"guess what happened to me at practice today" bokuto says with a hum as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

"the coach praised you for you cross shots?"

"nope!" he says with a popping 'p'

you stopped chopping and cupped your chin with your fingers, thinking carefully, looking up as if the ceiling had the answer. bokuto had a lot of stories to tell when it comes to their practices. you know he loves being praised --- compliments such as his spikes and attacks is something he would totally share with you.

"you learned a new attack today?"

"woah! there are new attacks in volleyball?!" bokuto asks in pure amazement with your guess, making his eyes turn to stars.

"i don't know, baby. maybe you'll create a new one that would blow the world away" you say with a chuckle, placing a hand on his cheek, guiding to your lips for you to kiss the side near you before you continue with your cooking, heading to the stove.

bokuto laughed out loud and ran a hand through his hair, posing cockily.

"i would call it 'bokuto the great cannon' " you playfully roll your eyes at your fiancée's silliness.

"but seriously, what happened today?"

"okay okay i'll tell you" bokuto says as he heads to the living room to place his bag.

"remember Hibarida-san? he wants me, hinata, tsum-tsum, and omi to teach kids in middle school at a special volleyball summer training camp as guests!"

this perked up your interest, "how adorable! i didn't expect that one. is sakusa-san okay with the idea?"

"omi's ecstatic! he has a different way of expressing it though because he was so quiet and speechless"

the thought of your fiancée's well-known co-player being ecstatic about the idea made you laugh, knowing his nature. bokuto can be quite clueless sometimes.

"when will it be?"

"i think it'll be this-" bokuto stops mid sentence as he saw something from the couch, making him full of curiosity. he wraps his fingers around the soft plushie, examining it as he nears it to his face. curious little thing. it somehow looked quite familiar. with its spiky brows the same color as his hair.

"babe? since when do you buy plushies?"

"huh?" confused, you turned around to see bokuto facing you, holding up the owl plushie right next to his face.

your furrowed eyebrows relaxed and you let out a laugh, walking towards him.

"it's cute, right? i bought it from your fan-site! your fans are getting quite creative" you say taking it from his hand and gave it hug.

"fan site?"

"yes bo. it's you in owl form!" you say with a smile, making bokuto open his mouth like the letter o.

"ooohh! but why an owl?"

you lifted a finger, pointing each part of his head.

"your eyes are round and golden in color. you have spikey white-grey hair with black streaks. and your name 'bokuto' literally means horned owl! how cute" you say, pushing the owl plushie towards him.

"woah!" bokuto says excitedly, taking the plushie from you.

"it arrived today. i forgot to tell you" you say before turning around and heading to the kitchen but a strong arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you back, landing on bokuto's chest.

"my fans are the greatest! we should buy more of these when we have little bokutos running around the house!"

a blush made its way on your neck and cheeks, your face totally red as tomato.

"k-koutaro!" you say in embarrassment, turning around to face him, slapping his muscular chest.

"what? you don't want little bokutos?" his face morphed to a sad one, pouting.

"o-of course i do! you just said it out of the blue."

bokuto recovered from his mood swing and suddenly carried you bridal style, making you wrap your arms around his neck, his face close to yours. he leaned in and gave you a sweet kiss on the lips, and leans in to your ear, his voice deep and husky.

"great, then let's go make one right now. you look so sexy in your apron”

the way he said it sent shivers down your spine. before you know it, bokuto was already carrying you to the bedroom.

"koutaro! put me down! the stove's still on!"

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tsumuuu · 1 year

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hi! i saw you were wanting requests

would you be able to do something where kuroo has a sibling that comes to a match or is with the team in some way and meets bokuto and they hit it off and try to hide whatever they’ve got going on from kuroo (if he doesn’t already know it’s happening) cause yk being with your brothers best friend is scary lol

hii anon! I had so much fun writing this! I enjoyed making Kuroo a protective older brother, I changed your request a bit, I hope that is okay!

Bokuto with Kuroo's sister

notes: very fluffy, protective older brother Kuroo

Ft: Kotaro Bokuto, Tetsuro Kuroo (mentions)

Y’all met at a practice match between Nekoma and Fukurodani

Your older brother Kuroo invited you to come along and watch.

You are in your second year

He saw you and was like “woah pretty lady!” and came up to you to talk to you.

He was met with Kuroo glaring him down and telling Bokuto “Off limits.”

Kuroo is very overprotective.

That didn’t stop Bokuto though!

He passed you his number on a piece of paper

During the whole practice match, he couldn’t keep his eyes off you

Plus he was trying to impress you the whole time lol

You added his number on your phone and y’all started texting

It started off as you and him sending funny pictures of your brother Kuroo back a forth

Then it evolved into actual conversations

You two got to really know each other over a couple of months

You thought Bokuto was a very sweet guy

The whole of the Fukurodani volleyball team knew about his crush on you.

He could not keep quiet about how much he liked you.

He eventually asked you on a date with him

You said yes.

Y’all went shopping together buying food, drinks, clothes, and much more.

In the end, he offered to take you home.

Before going you kind of lied to your brother

You said you were going out with friends.

You clearly did not go out with friends

You convinced him not to walk you home and he was bummed out that he couldn’t

When you got home, you got questioned by Kuroo

“(y/n) why were you out longer than usual?”

“What do you mean Tetsuro? This is the normal time that I’m out for!”

You were out for 6 hour

As time progressed you and Bokuto started dating

Let's be honest, that man probably can’t hold secrets to himself

He told the whole Fukurodani team

The whole team was honestly very surprised.

Since they all say how Kuroo acted when Bokuto talked to (y/n), they thought he had no chance

Eventually, since words come around and go around, Kuroo found out

Mans has connections.

When he found out, nonetheless, he was furious

He invited Bokuto over for a “lovely little chat” over some tea

Bokuto was very happy he got invited over, it means he could see you!

Fast forward to the day, Bokuto came over

Kuroo sat you and Bokuto down

“Bokuto, (y/n), WHEN THE FUCK DID YOU GUYS START DATING??”

Kuroo went on a rant on how disrespectful it is to not notify him about the relationship between you and Bokuto

You eventually talked things out and Kuroo admitted Bokuto would be the best option for you

“I would rather have you date (y/n) over someone I don’t know.”

You were in awe over how soft your brother is sometimes

“Bokuto, If you break her heart, I will break your ego.”

Bokuto took that as a legitimate threat to his ego

“Yes, Kuroo! Will do!”

Overall, you guys did not have a lovely chat over tea but, you got your brother's approval!

©tsumuuu 2023

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hotvinimon · 7 months

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Prank

Bokuto Kotaro x Reader

A/n : "You are annoying prank" Images are not mine. Credits to the owner. Likes, Comments and re-blogs are appreciated. Please don't steal my work. Enjoy ;) Warnings - English is my second language, tears, kisses

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Before saying yes to a commited relation, you always wondered what love looks like or feels like. Is it all pink like in movies ? Or totally unexpected like in dramas.

You couldn't stop chuckling to yourself as you whipped up some grub for your beloved boyfriend of 3 years, the bathroom rockstar.

Imagine this: a sunny summer day, Bokuto belting out tunes like he's on a world tour in the bathroom. While you made your Inari Sushi masterpiece, you stuck a cute flag in the tofu, thinking he'd devour it like a hungry legend.

Your kitchen shenanigans turned breakfast into a daily concert, and you were here for it, front-row seats and all!

Chilling on a kitchen stool, you snuggled up, scrolling through your phone and killing time. As you swiped away, you got hooked by a hilarious prank video of a couple.

Just then, the bathroom door clicked open, and Bokuto emerged, attempting an elegant pirouette, until he saw your unimpressed look from your kitchen perch.

He pulled off an epic gasp, covering his mouth with flair like a melodramatic actor and shouted, "Oh, behold the grand entrance! My precious! My drop-dead gorgeous darling baby!" With giant strides, like he's auditioning for a comedy troupe, he sauntered over on the wood floor, leaving just enough room for an over-the-top bow. You couldn't hold back your giggles.

"Wowza! Check out the size of that Inari sushi! Just what the doctor ordered! I must've won the karma lottery. Now, what else? Hmmm... Oh, I know! A good morning smooch to kickstart the day!" Ignoring any objections, he grabbed your face with his big hands and planted a juicy kiss. "As a token of my thanks, I'm whipping up some coffee, my sweetie pie!"

Late mornings are rare in your apartment due to both of yours busy schedule. But due to graciousness of your manager and Meian, you finally got some time to catch what's slipping up.

You watched his coffee-making skills, both of you sipping from cute matching mugs, and that coffee scent filled up the kitchen. He plopped your mug down, and you gave him a quick kiss. As he sat in his chair across from you, he eyeballed the yummy breakfast you'd whipped up with an eager grin.

He zeroed in on the sushi like a ravenous sushi monster, his lips dancing with excitement. Taking a huge bite, he made sure that sushi didn't stand a chance. You couldn't help but soak up his dramatic, operatic hum, followed by an award-winning moan.

It was like a foodie's Shakespearean theater! As he devoured, you remembered that prank video from earlier. You leaned in, resting your head on your left hand, grinning mischievously.

"Listen, babe, you know I adore you, right? But..." Bokuto's eyes locked onto yours, begging for more. Despite his heartstring-pulling expression, you kept going. "Maybe, just maybe, ease up on the childishness. It's starting to get a tad bit... well, you know, annoying."

His eyes got as big as saucers, and he froze mid-bite, never breaking your gaze. He blinked once, then twice, and a puzzled frown crept over his handsome face. He practically inhaled his food, trying to get words out, "You think I'm... annoying? Really?" His voice quivered, barely louder than a whisper, breaking your resolve.

Your hand reached out for his, but it was game over – tears welled up in his eyes. Panic mode activated, and you sprang up, cursing your snap judgment. "No, no, no, my bad, baby! I was just messing around! None of that was for real. I watched this dumb video of someone pranking their partner, and I thought it'd be hilarious to see your reaction…"

You pulled back and gently grabbed his chin. "Hey, look at me." You swiveled his head to lock eyes with you. "I'm so sorry, babe. I'm head over heels for you, you know that, right?" He zipped his lips for a sec, steering clear of eye contact. "You're so cruel! Why'd you do that to your lovely boyfriend? I really believed you were going to leave me..." His lip wobbled, a cute pout forming on his lips.

"Like, never ever would I want you to change! I'm all about your goofy vibes, you get me? I'm genuinely sorry, honey... Can you find it in your heart to forgive me? Cross my heart, I'll make it up to you!" Your thumb stroked his cheek, sending a silent plea.

"Okay, but swear you won't pull something like this again!" He crossed his arms and huffed. "I swear!" You nodded big time, showering his face with kisses. You started with his forehead, then both cheeks, and finally, a smooch that lingered on his pouty lips. You milked that last kiss a little longer, feeling the corners of his lips curl up. When you finally pulled away, your grin was on fleek, and your way happier boyfriend looked back at you.

"Well, now that you promised to make it up to me, can I cop some of your sushi too?" you deadpanned. Maybe this was all part of his plot to score extra breakfast, and you were totally down with it, especially when he gave you that cheeky, smug grin.

Before saying yes to a commited relation, you always wondered what love looks like or feels like. Is it all pink like in movies ? Or totally unexpected like in dramas.

Maybe this is what love looks like. A drama queen hogging your breakfast with dried fat tears on his blushed cheeks.

V-Chan's Dilly Dally

You can skip this part.

I really hope you guys would like it. I kind of changed the theme. I'm working on an akaashi fic and a gangster fic.

If you have any request, I would love to serve.

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B-Bye

Love you all

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sunarintarotea · 1 year

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bokuto would work at a party city, and the only reason he put in an application is because he thought he got paid to party

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lemurzsquad · 2 months

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Music to Owl Ears

After suddenly moving from America to Japan with only passable knowledge of the local language, you begin to attend Fukurodani Academy for their music program. And within the first five minutes of being there, you're accidentally knocked right into the shenanigans of the volleyball team, especially their famous owl ace.

Prologue

Pairing: Bokuto x musician fem!reader

Summary: The reader is an American who has suddenly moved to Japan, attending Fukurodani Academy for its music program. (Full summary and cw in masterlist)

A/N: This is absolutely a shameless self-insert. I wanted a cute Bokuto x reader fic with a musician, specifically one that plays my main instruments, so this also serves as a love letter to all my fellow musicians out there. I will try to update this when I can, and I can add a taglist if anyone is interested TvT this is my first Haikyuu fic, so hopefully it's alright.

I hope you enjoy!!

Word count: 725

cw: slight emotional rollercoaster for reader

"Bold for English"

"Normal for Japanese"

- Masterlist -

- Prologue | Ch 1: Jogging Laps >

You stood at the entrance, the sign reading “Fukurodani Academy”; although, you’re certain you would not have been able to make out what it said given you didn't already know the name.

It was about to be your first day in a new school year, in a new school, in a new country. Did being a third year with barely passable Japanese and no friends terrify you? Absolutely. But, unfortunately, the only thing to do now was take that step onto campus and start, you supposed.

And so you did. The first step wasn't so bad, it seemed. The next seemed easier, perhaps. The nervous shaking you felt in your hands was becoming ever more apparent as you clutched your bag that in and of itself felt weird, considering you were so used to a heavy backpack.

All that was left was to make it to class and all would be right with the world. You could begin the school year on a positive note with no incidents right off the bat and a fresh start. It was simple, really.

But oh, you knew better than to jinx it, even in your own head.

You took a deep breath and tried your best to put on a smile just for yourself. You thought, I can do this. It'll be fine. What could possibly happen on my way there? And there it was.

You quietly let out the breath you held for a moment as you attempted to push down the nagging anxieties that tried to resurface. In a stroke of bad luck—or good luck, depending on how you looked at it, maybe years from then—you failed to hear the sounds of shoes hitting pavement behind you. In an instant, it all came crashing down; you were slammed in the shoulder, throwing you off balance. You barely managed to stop yourself from falling face first into the concrete, instead landing on your back, braced by your elbows.

As you stared ahead, completely and utterly stunned and staggered, you sat up. It was then that everything hit you like a ton of bricks.

You were completely blindsided when all the emotions you had narrowly kept behind a dam inevitably flooded through you. You didn't know whether to laugh or cry at how ridiculous it was that simply falling over finally broke you and your patchy attempt to bottle everything in, so you did both.

There you sat at the edge of the entrance to Fukurodani Academy, laughing as anguished tears dripped down your cheeks. The fear and emotional distress of moving to Japan was hitting you for, truly, the first time, and there was nothing you could do to stop it. You hiccuped in spurts, disbelief and bewilderment at your own reaction running through your mind while a pained grin sat plastered on your tear-stained, reddened face.

You didn't notice the figure, now standing in front of you, shouting, “BOKUTO!” off to the side and further down the sidewalk. You didn't notice when they exchanged worried glances that you might be hurt and unsure how to react to your state of hysteria.

Eventually you calmed down enough to return the confused looks that peered down at you. You made eye contact with worried blue and guilty gold before stuttering out with an embarrassed chuckle, “Sorry, I must have not been paying attention and– oh, wait—” When you see their eyes widen slightly, you realized you had instinctively started apologizing in English as a default and quickly corrected yourself to a simple, “Sorry…” in Japanese with your still heavy American accent.

You gave them a lopsided smile as you wiped your tears. You could never have imagined at the time, as you were grabbed by the shoulders and hoisted to your feet with such strength you could only let it happen in your dazed state, that it would be the defining pivot in what could have been a prison of loneliness and isolation in a new year, in a new school, in a new country. But, while you were overwhelmed with a torrent of apologies and “sorry”’s and “please, please, please forgive me”’s, the key to your unlocked cell seemed to be snatched and thrown where no one could have possibly found it again.

And, just maybe, you considered tempting fate more often in the future.

Thank you for reading!! <333

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- Prologue | Ch 1: Jogging Laps >

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