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sucka4pain · 1 year

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𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐘 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘!❣︎

haikyuu men with a thicc!s/o

Bokuto Koutarō, Aran Ojiro, Ushijima Wakatoshi, & Tsukishima Kei

Includes: Ass slapping, sloppy make outs, mentions of sex, sexual tensions, possessiveness, and dirty talk

Probably went a little overboard with Ushijima and Aran but can’t blame me🤭

Pronouns aren’t really mentioned

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!

Bokuto Koutarō

The PERFECT COUPLE!!

Nothing is better a couple who both have CAKE

He likes to play with your ass. LIKE DRUMS. Not THAT way…

He likes to slap it while you are laying on your stomach.

Even tells you to play with his😭

“Come on Y/n! It’s actually fun!!” “Kou, I’m not gonna mess around with your ass😑” “please?🥺” “…Fine”

Now he’s happy.

Okay but like when he FIRST slapped your ass, he was FLABBERGASTED!

Bro was shocked by the recoil on that thang

When you guys are fucking he ALWAYS has to do back shots first.

Him seeing your ass bounce back on his dick as he breaks your back just gives him heart eyes.

100% has his hands on your ass at ALL times!

Even when making out especially

If you two are out walking and you have on jeans, he has his hand in one of your back pockets.

Aran Ojiro

Ugh black KING😫

He’s an ass man it’s the truth

HE HITS IT FROM THE BACK EVERY TIME!🗣️

Your with your friends in a party and your twerking? He is RIGHT behind you catching it.

“Damn Babe, did your ass get fatter or what?🥴” “It’s the same as always babe😂” “Definitely hitting it from the back again tonight..” “Oh hell nah! You nearly broke my back last time!😭” “Baby that ain’t my fault you walking around with THAT behind you😍”

He is a SUCKERRRRRR for you in jeans

You know damn well he is gonna be staring

Always gives your ass a slap before going in a game or even practice

He does it to kinda embarrass you but he calls it his ‘Good luck charm’

Sloppy make out sessions on his bed with you on his lap. His hands placed on your ass, squeezing and rubbing the soft surface as your arms are wrapped around his neck. Pulling him closer into the kiss making it even messier.

“You wanna fuck?” “Aran No!!” CAN NOT have a make out session without you guys fucking afterwards.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Lets be honest here

He stares with NO shame!

When walking together in public he’s always behind you

He doesn’t want anyone to stare at what’s his

Another one that was flabbergasted when he saw the recoil.

Short scenario:

You and your friends are having fun at a club. Ushijima and his team are chilling and talking. They hear cheers and look over to see you twerking on your friend, having a good ass time. NOW you at the time has TIGHT ass jeans. He blushed a little and his jaw dropped seeing how smooth and effortlessly you where doing it. You where barely moving and yet it was jiggling.

Hugs you from behind just to feel your ass rub against his crotch

As lewd as he thinks it is, he can’t help it

Don’t matter where or what time he is STARING!!

Your cooking and your back is facing towards him? He’s looking

You walk past him to leave and hang out with friends? He’s LOOKING (and tried to sneakily take a picture but fails cause his flash was on)

Even during practice he is staring!

“Wakatoshi quit staring at Y/n and focus on practice!!” Coach yelled and he nods going back to practice.

Tsukishima Kei

Ohohohoho lord…

Every second he gets, he’s slapping that ass

“Oh sorry Y/n, there was a bug on you~” “Mother fucker touch my ass again.” Guess what. He touches it.

Which resulted to him getting kicked where the sun don’t shine!

Looks like someone won’t be having kids!!

Jokes aside, he is VERY possessive

Gets mad at anyone and anything for looking.

Even if a kid just looks at you he’s gonna be like “What are you staring at?”

Like bro chill it’s a kid 💀

Loves to fuck you doggy style in front of a mirror and makes you watch.

“Look at that baby, you like getting pounded like this hm? Such a dirty little slut you are.”

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tteokdoroki · 2 years

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✉️; A ROYAL FIRST. - K.BOKUTO

💌; synopsis - the night before his wedding to another, his royal highness - king bokuto asks you, his childhood best friend, for advice on how to please someone.

↳ length: 3.2K

↳ warnings: smut, mdni 18+, fem!reader, characters aged up to 20s, royalty!au, mentions of death, unprotected sex, clothed sex, fingering ( f!receiving ), creampies, inexperienced!bokuto, king!bokuto, knight!reader.

↳ notes: hello everyone !! this was a lovely commission from @potionpeddlerpatchy who gave me permission to post !! i love writing bokuto sm, i hope you enjoy <3 - m.list ♡

you’ve known koutarō bokuto your entire life, your destinies intertwined by the simplicity of fate.

your parents served under your companion’s predecessor, the king, long before your existence. your father was the closest thing a servant could be to the king’s right hand ( though just a mere royal cook ), your mother, the nanny to the two daughters and wailing son the queen had bared fruit to. as kind as she was, your mother had done her best to raise the princesses and prince when royal duties prevented their parents from adequately doing so— treating them as if they were her own.

though, not long after prince koutarō’s first tooth and birthday, it was announced to the princesses that their favourite nanny would be expecting, a little girl with galaxy eyes and an adorable face that showed a promising future. a young koutarō was equally as excited as your parents— obsessed with baby babbling to you before you’d even developed ears.

some say that these moments had linked you for all of eternity.

so, you grew up alongside a prince who was far from neat, with unruly silvering and soot-covered locks, gaps in his teeth from where they’d gotten wobbly or he’d kicked out with friends he claimed were much stronger than you at the time. bokuto could be kind, not just a boy who picked on a girl maybe a little lesser than him. he would read you books from the libraries under blankets before bed while your mother drew him a hot bath; he would help you sound out the tongue twisting syllables of words you had yet to learn ( they were words used by only members of the courts ).

separating both yourself and koutarō was like removing peas from their pod— there was always a fuss, a sharp set of words from your mother as you were ushered out of the room and into the arms of scullery maids so she could prep him for bed. though, once you were old enough to pick a lock with a hairpin you'd stolen while learning to braid the princesses’ hair, yourself and koutarō would sneak into the royal kitchens after dark where your father would often leave out warm milk heated by the fire and slices of sweet apple and bitter imported cheese.

when you weren’t sneaking about under your parents’ noses, his royal highness would chase you through perfectly primed and prepped royal rose gardens — hot on your heels, his hair tickled by a fresh summer’s breeze and exquisite royal garments spiked by thorns while you found yourself to be in an event grubbier state with dirt on your cheeks and your maid’s uniform torn in places. neither of you, as young children in a castle full of unknown discoveries, could seem to care, even if it meant ruining the queen’s tea parties with trade ambassadors and getting scolded beyond belief later.

bokuto is set to become king one day, you know that, as the first born son to his father. so when your early teens approach, he’s put into the same etiquette and history of the monarchy classes his two elder sisters took when they were his age. except bokuto struggles only just, he tries hard but the knowledge doesn’t come easy. so, you take to sitting with him in the back of lectures from the annoyingly snooty royal tutor who looks down on you for having scrubbed your knuckles raw in preparing their quarters the evening before. you help bokuto remember names of earls and dukes and foreign princes and their wives and their children by making up silly nicknames and pointing out their most noticeable features.

you almost lose your composure to fits of giggles when you help your father cater the king’s audience, the court, on one occasion— where bokuto greets one of the dukes as ‘sir web feet’ for the peculiar way in which he stands.

the queen and her daughters mourn the loss of your mother when you and the young prince hit sixteen. she’d been lost in childbirth to your younger brother and at first you resent him for it, barely aiding your father in taking care of the newborn and instead throwing yourself into what’s left of your mother’s duties. when the moon rises again, bokuto takes you for a ride on his horse to a spot with a winding tree from your childhood and lets you cry on his shoulders until your head aches, and you can’t breathe. he pets your hair, doesn’t let you go. the queen makes you her lady in waiting shortly after, gifting you a pair of diamond earrings on your eighteenth birthday. you gratefully accept, meaning you’ll be able to spend more time with koutarō even with his duties.

the same earrings you’re complimented on when you meet the royal baker’s apprentice for the first time—he calls you pretty, says that the gems cannot rival your infectious dazzle and you can’t help but bashfully mumble how you think he’s not too bad on the eyes either. and bokuto’s angsty teenage heart flares with jealousy upon noticing the baker’s boy attempting to claim your first kiss behind the palace’s cobblestone walls at the back entrance of the kitchen, near the apple tree which sources fruit for his elder sister’s favourite dessert.

and being the spoilt prince he is, the salt and pepper haired boy calls upon your feeble crush to do his bidding— ruining your first kiss. neither of you speak of the incident after that.

tragedy strikes again when the king goes to war— himself your father and a good portion of the other men in the kingdom drafted into battle are killed in action. you’ve mourned before, you have little time to grieve now that you must look after your brother too… but you remain a sturdy presence in the future king, koutarō’s life. he needs someone while funeral processions set a dark cloud over his homeland, while he’s rushed into glittering gems and a crown from stolen lands when he’s coronated swiftly after.

though, you learn that fate and eternity are not kind to those born of different status— for bokuto is quickly and heavily pressured to find a princess or a lady or a duchess to marry, so he can produce heirs and appease his shaken kingdom. and you are quickly replaced as someone he needs, becoming someone he once knew. so you drown yourself in work, beg the queen mother to give you a place in the royal guard to earn more for your brother’s schooling, to protect him and yourself from any harm so that he doesn’t have to lose another.

you work your way up the ranks while koutarō searches for his bride, and once he’s finally settled on a girl— you’ve settled as vice captain to the royal guard.

you lead your new life with risk even though you’ve yet to tell King koutarō bokuto that you’ve loved him since you could talk, even after he ruined your first kiss and used you as a crutch of grief. you might as well live this way for your love finds himself promised to a sweet girl a few kingdoms over and you now know that realistically, you could never be with him— for once realising you’re of different worlds and that fate can be unkind no matter the circumstances.

“I-i’m…i’m not…”

“out with it, your majesty.”

you have no idea why the king has turned to you, of all people, for advice. anyone with a set of working eyes could see how inappropriate it is to see the king stutter sweetly over easy words with red flamed cheeks in the presence of another woman… especially when he was due to be wed the day after next.

but you haven’t the time to dwell on it too long, for you appreciate that koutarō has chosen you as company tonight before he severs your fate ties eternally by the bond of marriage to another. it’s been a while since you’ve seen him, he’s grown well and fine— hair tousled and framing his face in the light and dark of the moon, amber eyes glistening as if they carry sunshine and the warmth of a good fire. bokuto is broad, his shoulders squared, arms muscular and chest… well built. he’s handsome, but you’ve always known him to be.

“i have no experience!” bokuto finally breathes out, the air carrying his words rushing out of him. “i am to be wed—“

“yes, sir. the engagement is hardly unheard of by the kingdom…”

“and i am expected to pleasure my future wife on the night of such wedding—“

you quirk a brow, leaning against the twisted tree. he’d asked you to come to your childhood spot when the stars were brightest. how could you refuse? “where—where are we going with this your majesty?”

“would you stop referring to me so formally!” your king finally snaps, the warmth in his eyes flickering slightly— the red in his cheeks expanding down his thick neck. “i’m koutarō to you, i always have been.” he adds seriously before continuing on with less confidence. “i don’t— i’ve never pleasured a woman before. i’m still a—“

“a virgin,” you finish for him, a dangerous gleam to your eye, like the sword at your hip and the armour you usually wear. koutarō had always thought such garments suited you well; though he cannot decide if you’re prettier with or without the armour. “i am not, the baker’s boy took mine. the one you scared away. is that why you came to me for help?”

bokuto scoffs, the blood rushing under his skin teaming with jealousy once again. “yes.”

“then i shall do as you command, your highness.” you tease, obliging in his quest to teach him how to be a good lover and performer in bed. even as you push the young king into your spot by the tree— you can’t help your beating heart, bokuto had always been your friend in some way or another…but it feels so selfish to want him like this. once his firm back connects with the bark, your mouth presses against the prince’s before he can change his mind— lips hotly slotting against one another as if fate willed for them to meet this way. you give slow and sensual licks into koutarō’s mouth until he’s ready to open up to you, he groans softly, the sweet noise fluttering in the nightly breeze.

the way you so eagerly kiss him has the king’s stomach in knots and his cheeks a hot mess, and only when he tenderly grabs your hips— sucks on your tongue as well, does an appreciative whine escape you too. “the first time you kiss her…b-be slow, and gentle…your highness.” panting, you pull back slowly and nip bokuto’s slower lip— amused by the trail of saliva connecting you.

“I’ve kissed some,” he tells you earnestly, tugging you closer by the fat of your hips— the desire to be closer beginning to prickle at the tips of his fingers. “call me koutarō, please…” amber eyes flick up, holding whispers of the sun where the moon is high in the sky. “no formalities.”

“of course,” you oblige him, fingers reaching up to tangle in his lunar-eclipsed hair, yanking the king back onto your mouth since you miss the way he moves along with you. soon, these kisses drop to bokuto’s unmarred and golden flesh, begging to be marked by your hungry teeth and tongue… you rip through robes that cost more than a months earnings and lay your claim in places no one will see, darkened blues and shades of plum as ripe as those used for winter pies back in the castle. “kiss her everywhere, with teeth; and soothe with tongue. mark her so she knows that she’s yours.” your hands find themselves slipping under the coal grey of the king’s military uniform, smoothing over sweltering skin while the chime of his medals sweet into the night.

as soon as your lips that whisper sins withdraw from bokuto—he flips your positions, your chest against the rough bark as he quickly unfastens your gown till it slips down your shoulders, revealing inches of you to the prowling moon up above and to the sunshine in his eyes. “i can do that, teach me more.” there’s an echo of hunger to his voice, vibrating against the back cusp of your neck as he sinks the sharp edge of his teeth into it— making needy butterflies burst through your tummy, lust tingling in your veins and burning you like sunshine from the inside out. “show me,”

you arch into every touch he gives, every fingertip pressed into the dips and curves of your body— the king honours you with his touch, so you part your shaking thighs of your own accord with koutarō’s hands that pinch and pull at you never too far behind. the air between you rises in temperature, though the night is cool and you lose yourself in the way your childhood friend smooths the curve of your spine and globes of your ass from over your light night dress. “b-bokuto,” you warm him, bracing yourself against the tree. “use your fingers, between her thighs.” reaching behind you, you draw him near to your aching core underneath your skirts and shudder at the press of his thick digits against your clit. “like this…in circles, y-you must prepare her properly.”

they dance over your slick folds, a finger running over the length of your slit contently. “is this okay?” he seems shy, but koutarō lets out a laugh with how you tremble just by being touched, his thumb finds your clit and draws circles in the way that you like, he fumbles, movements cautious but fuelled by the way you moan and grip his wrist tighter. the king spins you around once more, leaning down to bite your neck and chest from over the front of your cream coloured dress, his remaining hand softly prodding at your soaked entrance.

“y-yes! your highness…” you gasp, back arched and hole clenched around nothing, “fingers. inside.” bokuto takes your hissed words as an order, slipping one…then two fingers inside of you, laughing under his breath at the salacious squelch your count lets out as he does so.

shaking his head, the king follows each of your breathy commands after this, your sweet pussy drooling arousal into the seat of his palm. “it’s koutarō.” he sighs as wet whimpers brew on your lips, eyes sealed shut but you’re nothing but an adorable mess to bokuto. he watches you in awe, free hand bunching up the material heavy on your waist so he can look at the way your pretty pussy swallows up his fingers, bearing down on your g-spot when he curls them.

he’s good, though clumsy, but bokuto is all that you need— brain fizzing with your impending orgasm, your juices running up his muscular arm. “i’m close—kou. faster!” squealing, your hips rut up and only add to the obscenity of the scene, bokuto finger fucking you until his heart’s content, until both of your clothes are soaked through. “always have to make her release first…”

and the king does that, a man built to rule taking orders from you— a mere knight. his childhood best friend. you cum quickly, gushing in streams stronger than the rivers on the outskirts of your kingdom, bokuto grins from ear to ear scissoring you through your huff as it splits through you and your sex spasms around his fingers. “my sweet, are you alright?” he asks you softly, slowing down his roll.

“thank you for checking in, your royal highness…but now we move onto the final show,” babbling as you recover from your high— you reach for bokuto’s pants, working through them quickly until you’re able to grasp at his hot cock.

the king sucks in a breath. “it’s best you don’t, i won’t last if you do…”

you oblige, following the only order the salt and pepper haired royal had given you tonight. you guide his mushroomed cockhead right into your entrance, aided by the slickness from your previous orgasm. eyes crossing, bokuto juts his hips forward to sheathe himself inside you fully— his meaty, heavy shaft pushing up against all sorts of pleasure spots even though he’s barely filling you up. koutarō pulsates, he’ll barely last and neither will you at this point.

leaning forward, you press your foreheads together— hands in his silvering hair, your Cupid’s bow wet from kissing him, missing his lips against yours. “move, y-you have to move.” you simply say bokuto takes you, claims your body as if it’s his. as if he’s not to be wed. the king is big where he lacks experience, bullying his way through your insides and smearing precum along your ribbed walls— jamming up against your g-spot with ease.

his thrusts are uncoordinated, sloppy while you squirm in his hold, skin scraping against tree bark while slapping against one another. “you feel like heaven,” bokuto near cries, clumsily finding your lips has his breeders balls batter your ass, pelvis grinding against your clit. the king lifts a leg of your over his hip, rolling into you as your bodies grow slicker and slicker, mouths wet and pressed up against each other. “looking at you now…you rival heaven too,” the praise shoots straight to your core, the knot built up in your lower stomach threatening to unravel. “you’re close.”

he can tell by the twitch of your face and the swell of your lip between your teeth— you only nod, tears blurring your vision as you look up at your sunshine. your bokuto. “i love you,” you say the words though they're forbidden, even if within the next two sunrises the king is due to be married. “oh gods, oh fuck—! koutarō… i’m—!”

the king only smiles, though his eyes roll back and the tree leaves above you rock with the fervityof his thrusts. “i love you too…” koutarō murmurs, his skin clapping harshly against yours— so hard he might have bruised your inner thighs. “might you cum again for me, sweetness?”

bokuto’s words have you clenching around him, sending you both hurtling into the throws of your high. your nails dig into the king’s strong biceps, your heart in your throat as you dream of his throbbing cock and his load shoots deep into your womb with a hot throb.

“marry me.” koutarō breathes, still cumming in thick spurts, stretching you over his fat cock as he sets your leg down.

you’ve barely come down, and the king. bokuto. he makes you feel like you’ve been doused in cold water. “a-are you insane? we can’t do that! you’re to be married—“ you scramble for an excuse, still clinging onto the man, relishing his closeness.

“it could be to you,” bokuto coos and brushes a thumb over your cheek. “i need to be married to someone who is approved of. my mother loves you, the people love you— everything you’ve done and the people you’ve protected, that is you.”

“but i…i’m not a queen.”

you flounder, but bokuto has none of that, cupping your face in his large hands. “you can be, you’ve ruled my heart since we were children,” he kisses you slow, eclipsing your doubts with the warmth of the solar sun blaring deep in his heart and sending it right over yours. “so, will you? marry me?”

and it’s like the strings of fate that were once cut have tied themselves back together again as you nod your head vigorously— sealing the deal with an enthusiastic.

“yes! yes, koutarō, i’ll marry you.”

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hyeque · 2 years

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dreamy drabble for @explicitlyfine

bokuto + soulmate troupe

notes: hi scarlet, sorry this took so long! I'm finally making my way back to working on my event after like a whole month </3 this also turned out longer than I would've thought but that's okay! i hope you enjoy it.

word count: 1.6k

as a manager for a powerhouse team, there's never a dull moment in your day. especially around bokuto koutarō.

for as long as you can remember the two do you have been friends, along with akaashi and the occasional kuroo and kenma from nekoma. approaching your third year of high school you started to acknowledge that you harbor feelings for the ace, but due to fear and not wanting to distract bokuto from pursuing his professional volleyball career, you never brought it up. akaashi being the perceptive person that he is, recognized that you had feelings for bokuto. he actually encouraged you to confess, but each time he did, you shut down the idea.

you're lucky that post-grad both of your and bokuto's careers lined up with each other. when bokuto suggested that you take the position you happily accepted it, not thinking twice, especially since you could be around him again. but your heart ached when you realize it would only be a matter of time before he’d discover his soulmate.

in the world that you all live in, everyone has a soulmate assigned. people are assigned specific conditions placed on them when they are born. when both soulmates mutually realize who their soulmate is, these conditions will cease to exist.

being in your 20s, you still have no luck in figuring out who it was. but today changed everything.

currently, the jackals are in the middle of a game. a timeout had been called and you were passing around water bottles to the members.

"hi kou," you smile, watching the ace approach you.

he ruffles your hair before accepting the bottle from your hands, your fingers brushing. he talks about the recent play, asking you if you saw him and his clean spike. Admittedly, you hadn't seen the entire thing, but lying and telling him that you did wouldn't hurt. You know how excited he can get from praise.

but there's a funny feeling in your throat when you try to speak to the frosted-tipped-haired man and you grasp at it with a frown. thinking it's just a dry throat you clear it before attempting again, but the same forced feeling returns.

"what's wrong?" bokuto looks at you with concern before his large hands smooth over your face.

'i can't lie'. you think, your heart racing fast. so that's the condition set. you blink before the second realization hits you.

bokuto is your soulmate.

how do you tell him that nothing is wrong? and that everything is okay when it's not? there's no way you're going to confess here in the middle of a game. it would throw off his game. you need to think quickly to not look so suspicious.

"don't worry about it kou," you smile, "it isn't something to be concerned about right now, just focus on the game."

"i can't do that if you're in trouble!" he whines, leaning into you. some of the other players start to look over to where the two of you are because of how loud he is.

"hey, I'm serious. don't worry," you assure in a more hushed tone.

"hm? what was that?" bokuto leans down towards you to hear you better. what he doesn't know is that his now close proximity sent you into a panic. before you can have a meltdown though, the whistle blows and the timeout is over.

atsumu notices your discomfort throughout the match and eventually comes over to you, posing as if he needs a towel.

"so what's up with ya? why are ya acting so weird lately?" atsumu asks, brown eyes analyzing you carefully.

"i think, i think bokuto is my soulmate," you tell him.

"bokuto is your soulmate?!" hinata blurts out loud. you quickly cover his mouth, scolding him for being so loud.

"keep it down, what's wrong with you? do you know how he'd react if he hears?" you hiss.

"pretty sure he'd be ecstatic." atsumu chuckles, "he can't ever seem to stop talking about ya."

"t-that's not true!" you argue. there's no way that bokuto talked about you a lot. atsumu is just messing with you.

"he’s right. it's pretty obvious." sakusa chimes in. the presence of the curly-haired man startles you.

“omi-omi agrees i can’t be wrong, see?” atsumu says, "bokuto hates when any of us talks to you for too long. just watch. if i flirt with ya in his presence it'll set him off."

"don't do it in the middle of the game?" you laugh nervously. while bokuto wasn't the same as he was in high school, he still has his moments. you weren't about to jeopardize a game based on that theory though.

"you'll be able to fix him though, won't ya? our sweet manager.." atsumu boops you on the nose before pinching your cheeks. you grumble at him, pushing his hands away slightly and the blonde only laughs at you.

sure enough out of the corner of your eye you see bokuto looking over in your general direction. a small pout appears on his face before he looks away.

the game progresses and atsumu must be a mastermind because he finds many ways to flirt with you, even making a move to point to you at one moment when making a service ace. it oddly enough seems to be working for the jackal's favor as bokuto grows more and more frustrated by the minute, his spikes and moves becoming move aggressive. you never feared for the life of a volleyball, but now you do.

the game finally ends thankfully. you watch as bokuto glumly walks over to the sidelines. he doesn't say anything but you can feel his intense gaze on your figure.

when you hand atsumu a towel he doesn't hesitate to make a show. "ya saw that, right? wasn't i great?" he boasts as he appears next to you. before you can respond he snaps his fingers over to your left, "oi, three o'clock."

you notice bokuto's hands twitching at his sides and how he seems restless. he seems to be giving atsumu the nastiest look you've ever seen and it makes you nervous.

"bo? what's wrong? what happened?"

at the sound of hearing 'bo' and not 'kou' bokuto finally snaps. lips quivering and brows knitted tightly in a frown.

"i don't like atsumu talking to you, it pisses me off!" he blurts before his face flushes red at the confession. he covers his mouth with his hand before looking around. "i-i don't know why i just said that."

"bingo." sakusa says, sighing.

"and my work here is done." atsumu says smugly before walking off.

"what?" you look at bokuto with confusion. "what do you mean?"

bokuto can feel his heart racing. all the words he wants to tell you are sitting on the tip of his tongue and for some reason, a weird itchy feeling resides in his throat as he tries to repress them. he wants to lie and say that it's nothing, that he's just overreacting, but he can't, and he doesn't understand why.

"do you like atsumu? do you think he's better than me?" he asks, panic in his eyes as he searches your face. he doesn't want you to choose him. he wants you all to himself.

"no, no of course not," you breathe, the answer rolling right off your tongue as you go to prod, "why do you ask?"

bokuto is oddly quiet. "m' throat feels all itchy right now and i don't know why." he huffs, pulling at the collar of his jersey.

‘he’s panicking, plan b’, you think.

"bokuto, this is going to sound strange, but i need you to lie to me." you say, "it'll all make sense in a few minutes, i promise."

"why? i don't ever feel the need to do that. especially with you." he says, golden eyes sincere.

"it doesn't need to be anything serious, i promise. i just...i just want to test something. so I'll ask you a question and you lie, okay?" you explain.

he blinks. "okay."

"that one time in high school when i ordered onigiri and konoha told me my order was messed up, was it messed up, or did you eat the rest of my food?"

you watch bokuto pale before he speaks--or tries to. when he realizes he can't lie, he panics.

"I'm sorry, okay? i didn't mean to!" he cries, "please don't be mad at me!"

"it's okay, i figured you did. plus akaashi told me the truth." you laugh, placing a hand on his cheek. "but you know what this means, right?"

"that i have to pay you back in onigiri? I'll get you all the food that you want, okay?" he says, grasping your hands.

"no, it means that we're soulmates. neither one of us could lie to the other earlier when talking about how we were feeling," you explain slowly, "and atsumu only flirted with me to make you jealous."

bokuto takes a minute to process what you said before sighing, “so, you’re not mad?”

“no, kou, i’m not mad, that was years ago.” you laugh, patting his cheek. he seems to lean into your touch, his hands grasping you tightly as he now hugs you.

“well i’m glad it’s you. soulmate or not, i’ve always hoped and wanted it to be you i end up with.” he admits.

you smile, “i am too.”

grinning widely bokuto picks you up, "well of course we’re soulmates! look at us, we're the cutest!" he beams, hands pinching your cheeks. his thick arms wrap around you and he doesn't let go. not in a million years would he let anyone else have you.

"i have to call akaashi and thank him, he was right!" he adds, "after four years of liking you, it all paid off!"

"what about me, huh?" atsumu huffs, "I'm the mastermind behind this whole thing that just happened!"

"'f-four'?" you swallow, "that means...you've liked me since high school?"

bokuto pretends not to hear the setter and grabs your hand. "yeah, ever since you became our manager," he blushes, "akaashi kept telling me i needed to confess to you, but i didn’t know how."

the yapping of the blonde setter behind you is drowned out as you speak, "i guess i should've realized sooner, since i also have feelings for you." you lean into him.

"that's okay. like i said, i can buy you all the onigiri in the world to make up for it!" he says, tugging on your hand. “we have a lot of catching up to do, so let’s go!”

it’s odd how an inconvenient circumstance makes everything work out, but in the end you couldn’t be any happier.

#1.4K event #bokuto x reader #Bokuto Koutarou #haikyuu!!#soulmate au #bokuto drabble

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arhvste · 3 years

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ʚĭɞ ‘FINISH THE HEART’ TREND

ᝰ hi this was in my drafts for literally forever but by the time i got back to looking at the original post this was, the trend was already dead so i decided to update it a little el oh el, i have a second part to this but i’ll post it later | part two

ɞ feat: oikawa, bokuto, kuroo + atsumu

ღ oikawa tooru

ღ bokuto koutarō

ღ kuroo tetsurō

ღ miya atsumu

✿ CONTENT BELONGS TO KUROOSKULT ON TUMBLR, DO NOT REPOST, TRANSLATE, COPY OR CHANGE ON ANY PLATFORM

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kaeyasaki · 3 years

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🎥 — :; “down bad” trend

-> inspired by the ‘down bad’ tiktok trend where you post a blank screen and people pretend they can see it

-> ft :; bokuto koutarō + iwaizumi hajime

++ BOKUTO KOUTARŌ

++ IWAZUMI HAJIME

++TAGLIST :; @atsumuwoah @bloody-bella @bbymilkbread @miracleboy420 @doggonudez @tsumue @peteunderoos @tsukkisbean @saturnfarie @dear-kozume @zumisace @boosyboo9206 @totorosleaff @27kei @dai-tsukki-desu @crescenttooru @tsukkaria @kuxredere @warakou @iss6s @lovinnoya @sophiashortcake @wompwomphq @waitforitillwritemywayout @webworld @brokeasshoee @sunasbabie @rowley-with-ackerman @mjoork @trifliz @curiouslilbeast @ineedsomefoodpls @hp-hogwartsexpress @ghostexhibit @kenmacorps @vhskenma @lollypop-lam @cultsumu

ALL CONTENT BELONGS TO @TETSUSAKI ON TUMBLR 2021 PLEASE DO NOT REPOST, CHANGE OR PLAGIARISE

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#bokuto koutarō #bokuto koutarou #iwaizumi hajime #bokuto x reader #bokuto x you #bokuto smau #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi x you #iwaizumi smau #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu smau #hq #hq x reader #hq smau #hq x you

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princess-of-inarizaki · 3 years

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Hi! Can I pls request Inarizaki shiratorizawa and fukurodani having a female chaotic/crackhead manager that has heterochromia where her eyes really pretty and she has two eye colors, one blue one green and how they would simp and react on it

Oh myyy this is an adorable request!! Some of my favourite characters have Heterochromia, this is just perfect hahaha (this stayed in my drafts for soooo long)

Heterochromia; a condition in which a person has two different coloured eyes.

Examples of characters with heterochromia (aaahh I just wanted to attach a few pictures of my favourite babies)

Aaah alright let's get started then.

With a manager who has heterochromia.

Characters: Fukurodani, Shiratorizawa

Warnings: none.

Fukurodani

Our little owl babies CANNOT stop staring at your eyes. They think it's the prettiest things they've ever seen, and the moment they look at you, they low-key just cannot look away.

Bokuto calls your eyes "pretty gems" and staring at them effectively pulls him out of an emo mood.

He just holds your shoulders on both sides, leans down to look at you, and stares. And suddenly he's all happy again :D

Akaashi is ready to marry you like ten times a day. When you look at him while you're talking, he's barely listening because he's just drinking in your pretty appearance and gentle features.

Y/n: Akaashi-kun, the coach has asked us to practice hard, because we might be having a practice match later—

Akaashi, internally: pretty 🤩🤩

I also think he writes random small poems about you, which started at first, with how intrigued he was by your pretty bi-coloured eyes.

But now these poems are just plainly about you, not just your eyes, he's whipped for you through and through.

Konoha really like bragging to the other teams they practice with, and sometimes even bets with them. He's cute like that ;-;

Konoha: bet you guys don't have a manager with two different coloured eyes.

Other team dude: stop kidding dude. 50 bucks if you do.

Konoha whilst, smirking at you: you'll never fucking believe this ;)

But in general, they just really think you're gorgeous, especially when you smile.

Shiratorizawa

Ooh the owl babies 🥺🥺 they'd be a bit more chill and low-key than Fukurodani, but don't be fooled, they're still so mesmerized by your pretty eyes.

Toshi really just wants to know as much about heterochromia as he can. Loves hearing you talk about genetics, and all those sciency stuff :3

I truly do think Tendō would be a PRECIOUS photographer, because he knows all the best shots to make your eyes sparkle and posts them on his Instagram feed.

Tendō: manager-chan!! smile for me !!

You: :D

And he comes up with the corniest captions too. Like “my little Todoroki” (because Tendō is definitely an otaku u can FIGHT ME ON THIS BRO)

Semi, much like Akaashi, writes songs about you, and a lot of the lyrics are focused on your eyes.

He's often just pulling your chin up so you're facing him and he just stares owo. like how can one person be so damn beautiful??

Definitely helps you experiment with eye-makeup!!

Goshiki, aaa our flustered little smol bean. He's usually soft when it comes to you, but since he's pretty clumsy and forgetful, he's learned to beware of your gaze.

Knows how to read it perfectly. Tiny squint? you're mad. Eyebrows raised? amused. Eyes hooded? upset and probably hiding something. Eyes twitching?? RUN.

Goshiki: uh— y/n-senpai, are you okay?

You, eyes twitching: what the fuck did you say? :D

Shirabu would probably be the most unbothered out of the bunch, and would most probably tease you about it.

Has a bunch of cute nicknames, like "halfie" or "miss matched" because he's cute like that 🙄

He's trying his best to flirt, leave him alone 😭

In general, the boys have their special quirks with you and it gets better because of the pretty genetic quirk you have!!

From the professor: AHHH I know I've been so so inactive these past month (year??) idk bro xD but I seriously thank u for sticking around <3 I'm hopefully planning an event for when I reach a milestone, so please look forward xx

Also: Atsumu anon come home I miss you 🥺🥺 or if anyone would wanna be my Tooru anon that'd be rly cute too uwu

Taglist: @k-sakusa-old @dai-tsukki-desu @tilli-san (I kinda lost most of my taglist so please tell me if you want to be included!!)

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moons-and-stars-and-shit · 3 years

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Promise?

Bokuto x Reader

CW- Angst, mentions of death

A/n- howdy howdy this is my participation to @hitokas-angel movie collab! I did the combo Bokuto (of course) and the movie Up. I hope y’all enjoy ❤️

“And there you have it folks! MSBY’s Ace surprises us again by winning the game in a landslide! Is there anything he can't do?!

Suddenly the tv was turned off. “Moooom ! I was watching that!” young Bokuto said with a frown. His mother only smiled “Koutarou. It's such a nice day out, little 10 year olds like you shouldnt be cooped inside all day. why don't you go play outside!”. Still upset from his game being interrupted, Bokuto went to his room and grabbed his volleyball

“Well I guess it would be good to practice. After all, how else am I gonna be the ace of a famous team one day!” he thought as he headed outside

Bokuto spent the whole afternoon practicing in his backyard. He would practice his passes, his receivers, and most importantly, his spikes. Bokuto's biggest dream was to become a famous volleyball player one day, even more so to become one of the top aces in japan, and if he had to practice himself silly to make it happen, he would.

The sun was starting to set, so Bokuto thought to wrap up his little training sesh with one final spike. Unfortunately for him he had hit the ball over his own fence… no worries though! The house behind Bokutos had been abandoned for years, he'd just hop over the fence and grab the ball!

Bokuto was just about to hop down onto the other side when he heard a voice,

“WHABAM, AND THERE YOU HAVE IT LADIES AND GENTLEMAN Y/N L/N SCORED THE FINAL POINT AND HAS WON THE GAME”

Startled, Bokuto fell off the fence and onto the dirt.

“Hey, who are you?” the voice asked

Bokuto looked up only to see you, and before he could respond to your question, you asked another

“Oh! Was this your ball that flew over the fence?” you asked, holding up Bokuto's ball

“Uhm yes actual-”

“I have to say that was a pretty powerful hit you did there!Iwas just standing then BAM, a ball came FLYING in my direction! Also has anyone told you how spikey your hair is?” you rambled, interrupting him once more

You then asked him if he wanted to play some volleyball with you, and before he could even process your request he was getting dragged over to a makeshift volleyball net.

“Welcome to my team, spikes!” you said, tossing to ball to him

The two kids began playing for what seemed like hours. Each game is even better than the last. Bokuto would have stayed forever, but sadly the faint sound of his mothers voice reminded him that it was getting late. He quickly bid you farewell and started climbing back up his fence.

“Hey! Don't forget your ball” you said before throwing the ball up to him.

Not realizing that he was still on his fence he lifted his arms to catch the ball, causing him to fall back into his backyard.

One hospital trip and one cast later, Bokuto was back in his room with a broken arm. He was simply reading a book on his bed when he heard a tap on his window. He turned his head only to see no one there. Confused, he got up and opened his window. As he was walking back to his bed he felt something hit the back of his head, he turned around and saw a little paper airplane on the floor. Before he could even pick the airplane up you appeared at his window

“Hey hey hey spikes!”

Bokuto let out a short scream before falling onto his floor

“Wow, you sure are clumsy,” you stated, helping him up with his good arm. “Anyways stay here! I Have something to show you!” you said before hopping back out the window and returning with a book.

“I am about to show you something that have never shown another human being, EVER, in my LIFE.” you said with a dramatic tone, yet Bokuto could tell that you were being quite serious. “you have to SWEAR not to tell ANYONE”

He only nodded, showing that he understood

“Cross your heart.. DO IT” you whispered loudly, Bokuto quickly following your demand.

you then began showing him pictures of all kinds of volleyball players from around the world. Even some of Bokuto's idols were there!

“My dream one day is to make it to the olympics and play volleyball in front of the WHOLE WORLD” you stated pointing to an olympics team. “Only, I have no clue how I'm gonna get good enough to play that big,” you sighed, placing your head in your hands.

Bokuto thought for a bit before slowly turning his head to look at his volleyball on the ground. your eyes followed his quickly after

“That's it! We can practice together! Promise me we'll make it big together, cross your heart, CROSS IT!” the girl rambled excitedly, making Bokuto quickly cross his heart once more

“Good you promised no backing out!” you laughed, beginning to gather your things “see you tomorrow spikes!” you said before jumping back out the window. Shortly after your head popped back up “My names Y/n by the way” you smiled. A silent moment passed before you spoke again

“You know, you dont talk that much… I like you!” was the final thing you said before running off into the night.

Bokuto only watched you run off, confused about what just happened and just who you were. But he still couldn't shake the feeling of wanting to keep his promise and make your dream come true.

Years had passed from that night but every single day Bokuto would meet up with you and you both would practice together. However when you had gotten to your third year of highschool Bokuto couldn't help but notice that you were getting weaker and weaker everyday. You would always run out of breath while practicing or would have to sit out for a couple minutes. After a while of this strange behavior Bokuto made you go to the doctor.

“MVS? What's that?” you asked the doctor

The doctor proceeded to inform you, and Bokuto that you had something called “Mitral valve stenosis” a illness where a heart wouldn't pump blood correctly and that your days were unfortunately numbered.

“Numbered? What do you mean her days are numbered? She's not gonna die is she?” Bokuto asked on the brink of tears.

The doctor only shook his head “well the good news is that she can live longer but I would advise that she stay away from any kind of sports or things that could make her heart rate increase” the doctor explained

Bokuto looked at you, expecting to see your devastated face, only to be greeted with you staring blankly into the distance. You stayed like that for the rest of the appointment and only spoke once you both were back in the field where you both spent so many evenings laughing and just playing volleyball.

“I want you to make me a new promise Bokuto” you said to him

Bokuto didn't give a verbal response, afraid his voice would break if he did. Instead he simply nodded.

“Even if I can't, I want you to make it big, I want to see you on my television and be able to say “there's my best friend!”. Promise me you'll do it?” you asked, tears filling her eyes.

There was a short pause before Bokuto answered “Promise.”

you laughed a bit remembering the second time you met “cross your heart?” you asked, tears finally starting to fall.

Bokuto couldn't hold it in anymore, he began to sob, hugging his best friend as tight as he could, as if you would simply disappear if he let go.

“Cross my heart”

Even more years had passed and Bokuto had been working hard to keep his promise. He had worked hard, and had made it onto one of Japan's best teams, The MSBY Black Jackals. He had even made a new promise to you. Specifically to have and to hold you till death did you part. Even though you had stepped away from playing volleyball, you were Bokuto's number one fan. you could always be seen in the stands cheering for your husband and his team.

Then one day during practice the coach of MSBY gathered everyone together to share some “exciting” news.

“Great news boys! We're going to the olympics!”

The world seemed to slow for Bokuto, the voices of his teammates had faded into muffled noises. He had done it. All his hard work had paid off. He couldn't wait to go home and tell you the news!

“Y/n! You won't believe what happened today!” Bokuto exclaimed as he entered your shared apartment

But as soon as he stepped in, something felt..off. All the lights in the house were on, but you were nowhere to be seen or even heard. Suddenly a wave of panic flooded Bokuto's system as he ran to your bedroom only to see you unconscious on the floor.

Once again the world seemed to slow and all noise seemed to fade out, but this time for a much more sinister reason.

Bokuto quickly scooped you up in his arms, calling 911. And making one last promise to not leave your side.

You were quickly rushed to the hospital and put into emergency surgery, all while Bokuto was hysterically crying, just praying that you'd be ok.

Hours passed before a doctor came out and confirmed Bokuto's greatest fear

“Im so sorry Mr.Bokuto, we did everything we could but she's gone”

Bokuto turned out after that. He couldn't care less if you were “lucky to have lived this long” or how “he should've known this was coming”. His only love was gone, forever.

Weeks have passed since your death. Bokuto just felt like he was trudging through life. He was completely silent at your funeral, only breaking out into tears once everyone had left.

He couldn't even bring himself to sleep in your shared room, choosing to sleep on the couch instead. How could he lay in your bed without you next to him? At least the couch still didn't smell like you.

However he still had to enter the room for simple things such as clothes, and one day when he entered the room his eyes immediately drifted to your desk. He could always find you sitting there, writing, doodling, even falling asleep there sometimes. God how it pained him to see the desk without you. He was just about to walk out, not wanting to cry over something so silly, until a brown book caught his eye.

Grabbing the book he realized it was the same book you had shown him all those years ago. He slowly opened it, revisiting every single page, looking at your old handwriting. He had gotten to the last page when he noticed something strange.

It was a page he had never seen before, titled “My Favorite Ace”. The following said on the page were many pictures of him. Him at his games, him at practice, even just casual pictures of him with you. But what was really bringing tears to his eyes were the little notes written under each picture.

“How'd I get so lucky”

“Truly are the ace of my heart”

“First win of the season!”

“So proud of you Kou!”

Bokuto had managed to get to the end of the book with only a few happy tears falling from his eyes when he saw that the final page was not full of pictures and heartfelt notes, but rather a letter from you to him?

“ My dearest husband”

Just kidding, hi babe! Your coach just called me and told me the big news! You made it to the olympics Kou! I am so insanely proud of you! You really are a promise keeper aren't you? I look back on our lives together and I always thank the universe for sending that ball (along with a spikey haired kid) over that fence. If we're being completely honest here, most kids didn't like me because I was “too loud” or “too crazy” but you didn't let that scare you away. You have always stood by my side, even when we found out I won't always be by yours and I am so super grateful for that. I cannot wait to celebrate this big accomplishment with you! Plus show you the super secret surprise I have for you when you get home ;). See you soon my love!

Love you always,

You beautiful amazing wonderful outstanding wife

Good god you were really trying to kill him huh? After reading your now tear stained letter, Bokuto began searching through your desk for this surprise you had talked about. He looked in one of the drawers and found his old high school jersey along with your sewing kit.

Did his jersey have a hole in it? He thought, picking the shirt up. After examining the shirt he realized that you had not fixed anything, but had added your own personal touches. It now said Mrs Bokuto (yes ladies, i married that). Bokutos laughs soon turned into sobs after seeing your gift. He would give anything in the world to have you wear this to the Olympics with him. But nothing in the world could change the fact you were gone, and never coming back.

But still, Bokuto would win the olympics. He would make sure of it

Afterall, he did make a promise to you

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu fandom #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x reader #bokuto #bokuto koutarō #Bokuto Koutarou #bokuto x reader #bokuto x y/n #Bokuto x you #bokuto koutarou x y/n #bokuto koutarou x reader #circe’s movie collab #bokuto angst

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shirashuu25 · 4 years

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Spam spam spam my followers. Sorry guys. Just hella bored and I just edit this just to ease my chaotic mind. Let me know what you think about this.

Or maybe I shouldn't have post this.

🦉🦉 Ermm... Just... Let me know, okay?

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another-girl-stuff · 4 years

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⭐ Fukurodani 's Capitain⭐

#haikyuu #hq #haikyū!!#haikyuu!!#haikyuu bokuto #bokuto #bokuto koutarō #koutarou bokuto #bokuto koutarou #fukurodani #fukurodani academy #Haikyuu Fanart

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therealpussybangs · 2 years

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Masterlist

Haikyuu:

Cheating Au-

Pt.1

Pt.2

Kita’s part continued

Drabbles-

When they play GTA

Cuddling w/ the MSBY boys

Ushijima Drabble

Unrequited love Drabble (Kuroo)

Mafia Au pt.1

Suna Rintarō-

Youngblood | S. Rintarō (ongoing)

Too Little, Too Long

Atsumu Miya-

I just can’t (coming soon)

Bokuto Koutarō-

I miss you…

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ermespop · 2 years

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Bestfriend Akaashi Keiji

character(s): Akaashi Keiji, mentions of Bokuto Koutarō (2), mentions of Konoha Akinori (1)

warning(s): a lot of gossiping lol, weird cope with stress, no pronouns specified

author's note: i wish i had an akaashi >:[

At school

you're the first person he says hi to in the morning

talking about what happened on the weekend

gossipgossipgossip

you walk to class together even if you have diferent clases

you share a notebook to write and read eachothers storys/poetry, even if writing isn't your forte.if you don't write at all he'll lend you the notebook so you can read his work :)

always lunch together

bokuto's there too

so chaotic 😥

gossipgossipgossip

Outting

your go to is the park

if not you just walk around the city

maNGA CAFE DATES AAAAAAAHHH

sometimes, bokuto is also there

not all the time though

no gossip

just relaxing and having a good time

bruh he's always wearing some aesthetic stuff like

boi can't go out not looking like a model

just kidding

you do too 🤪

At his place/your place

binge watching anime!!!!!

with ice-cream

and lots of snacks

it's a sleep-over!!!

gossipgossipgossip

both of you wear shorts and the cuddle under a comforter

y'all really living the life out there

Extraaaa!!!

you take the pictures for both you and his social media

he's always paying for your stuff, you're always forgetting your money 🙄

the only people he's gone to karaoke with are Bokuto and you, noone else

y'all meet up at night to scream your stress out to the universe

please don't go near konoha he'll ask y'all if it's true "true?" "yeah, that you're dating" "ewww"

author's note (2): i also wish i had a place where i could go to scream my stress out :,)

• Likes, comments, reblogs and follow are so greatly appreciated ๑´ᴗ｀๑

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tteokdoroki · 2 years

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⋆ ☁️˒ — koutarō bokuto masterlist !

˖ ࣪⭑ 🥡⭑ ࣪ ˖ — ONE-SHOTS !

shift’s not so bad ;coffee-shop!au + one-shot.

things could be worse, your shift could be worse but lucky for you, your boss koutarou bokuto knows exactly how to make it all better. ( mature )

a royal first ;royalty!au + one-shot.

the night before his wedding to another, his royal highness - king bokuto asks you, his childhood best friend, for advice on how to please someone. ( fluff + mature )

˖ ࣪⭑ 🥡⭑ ࣪ ˖ — MULTI-CHAPTERS !

-> coming soon !

˖ ࣪⭑ 🥡⭑ ࣪ ˖ — HEADCANONS !

-> coming soon !

˖ ࣪⭑ 🥡⭑ ࣪ ˖ — DRABBLES !

atta boy ;drabble ( smut )

teammates ;drabble ( smut )

size kink ;drabble ( smut )

#tteokdoroki #bokuto x reader #bokuto x you #bokuto fic #bokuto imagines #hq masterlist #bokuto masterlist #✧ ₊˚🧭੭ explore page

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hyeque · 2 years

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Kuri-chan, helloo ?? ପ(๑•ᴗ•๑)ଓ ♡

How are you dear ? (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

I saw your answer for the mbti test and take all your time ! If you need assistant just ask me. I loooove talking about it.

(I just gave a short [understand long] ted talk to my friend like just rn haha)

Quick question, I am going to post my first fic ever as part of the collab of lexi (@suckerforsugawara) but I have no idea what kind of tag I should use. It’s a Akaashi x reader but kuroo Kenma and Bokuto are main character (as much as Akaashi and y/n) so I am just like 🧍🏼‍♀️ how I am supposed to do that ?

Btw I will help you get place 6 and you help me get place 8. I want to annoy sakusa and oikawa with suga’s help and flirt talk with Akaashi. Also I am not that far from osamu so I may be able to have free onigiri.

But just imagine being in 13 between the twins. Still don’t know if it’s the best place or the worst one (·•᷄‎ࡇ•᷅ )

Kith kith ☆彡

hiii i’m okay, how are you? ty for the help, im gonna take the quizzes this weekend to see what they say.

for the tagging i would put like akaashi x reader and any other relevant tags like if it’s fluff then use fluff tags like hq fluff, akaashi fluff akaashi keiji fluff but don’t do it for the other characters. this is just my preference but the relation is more important than how prominent the characters are. so like you could tag the other characters with just their names (so just like kuroo tetsurō, bokuto koutarō, etc) but don’t tag the like kuroo x reader for example if there’s no relevant relationship going on there. too many times i find fics that have nothing to do with a character under tags for another character and it just clogs up tags. i hope this helps!

and YES i’ll help you get 8, that’s a really good seat. i’m sure suga will help you, he seems like a good wingman. lets hope that oikawa isn’t petty and gets jealous for whatever reason. i think you have to have tough skin for 13 just because they’re so chaotic and mean sometimes 😭. but if you can handle the miya twins you’ll be golden 😎 but seat 10 is also really chaotic as well. id still sit there idc 😭😭

#chats with: mym senpai

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arhvste · 2 years

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I WISH I MISSED MY EX | KUROO’S GROUP!

DIRECTORY <- READER’S GROUP

ADDITIONAL NOTES:

+ kuroo’s sister suggested the gc name

+ kuroo genuinely doesn’t know why y/n doesn’t like him

+ akaashi and bokuto are yet to learn who y/n is

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kaeyasaki · 3 years

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💔 — :; who they leave you for

-> an :; all jokes, this has been in my drafts for a while now and i never finished it because i was clearly on something when i first started it and never bothered finishing,, it seemed fitting as my final goodbye to the hq fandom as i’m only writing for tetsu now, so thanks hq fandom,, you were okay for the most part

-> ft :; miya atsumu, suna rintarō, kozume kenma, sakusa kiyoomi, iwaizumi hajime, bokuto koutarō + oikawa tooru

-ˏˋ miya atsumu ˊˎ-

atsumu x camilla cabello -> atsumilla

to put it short they’re both musty and musty people belong together. all it took was a jokingly sent feet pic into camilla’s dms and she was quickly packing her things to leave hers and shawn’s house. their first date went well, but camllia decided atsumu was a real keeper when she found out he was a great kisser! better technique than shawn and didn’t mind that camilla enjoys kissing like fish. he indulged in it and the two of them quickly drove other couples eating in the five star restaurant away with their... interesting displays of pda.

-ˏˋ suna rintarō ˊˎ-

suna x kris jenner -> sunis

suna was actually aiming for kendall when he spammed the jenners on twitter, but these days kendall’s busy connecting with nature and getting herself into photoshop scandals so she never actually saw suna’s tweets. you know who did see his tweets though? social media’s hawk eyed kris jenner! kris thought suna was cute and he’s a lot younger than corey gambles who was her partner at the time. younger man = more media coverage which = more income into her bottomless pocket! when she first approached suna, he didn’t even care he hadn’t gotten kendall’s attention because his eyes were wide open and focused on her mother, milf kris jenner.

-ˏˋ kozume kenma ˊˎ-

kenma x travis scott -> kenvis

kenma was happily logging on ready to stream on his youtube channel before he was hit with a copy right claim. it turns out he’d used ‘sicko mode’ in one of his fortnite streams and never gotten permission. thinking contacting the record label for permission seemed long winded, kenma shot travis himself a dm and travis fell hard! he thought kenma’s stoic face perfectly complimented his own and offered kenma permission and a dinner date and the two have been happy together since! these days kenma still streams but he helps coparent stormi with his lover travis while kylie’s busy slandering kenma and his stream on her instagram story between promoting her new line of kylie skin.

-ˏˋ sakusa kiyoomi ˊˎ-

sakusa x chrissy tiegan-> sakussy

the queen of twitter clapbacks and the king of twitter burner accounts, these two had beef on one of chrissy’s threads, but it turns out the two were just a case of the typical enemies to lovers troupe! chrissy was actually impressed with sakusa’s wit and callouts and the two of them slowly became a twitter stan duo! after finally meeting, sakusa explained why he used burner accounts and suggested chrissy do the same as she keeps getting blocked, now the two of them harass controversial celebrities and anti’s and have several burner accounts logged in to continue the argument after getting their main ones blocked. petty but hot of them.

-ˏˋ bokuto koutarō ˊˎ-

bokuto x oprah winfrey

bokuto made his raging crush on oprah no secret and has been dedicating each one of his scores to her on live television. oprah got tagged in so many fan cams made by his loyal fans that she just had to notice him. oprah saw bokuto as a marketing opportunity at first because come on, he’s the himbo to her girlboss, what a media pleasing couple! bokuto was thrilled when oprah invited him to meet but since meeting, oprah’s fallen hard for bokuto’s infectious laughter and she’s found herself feeling young and free again. bokuto is just happy he’s somehow cuffed a nice woman with a big ass.

-ˏˋ iwaizumi hajime ˊˎ-

iwaizumi x nicki minaj -> iwaicki

these two met when iwaizumi was in cali and he was walking out the gym. miss minaj had just come out from her own private session and iwaizumi just couldn’t help but notice what a great looking specimen she was. however, his face fell when he saw kenneth petty, criminal and nicki’s lover. iwaizumi knew kenneth was a bad match for nicki because hello? he’s a literal criminal and he’d never forgive himself if he allowed such a goddess to fall into the wrong hands when he knew he could treat her better. iwaizumi knocked kenneth out and proclaimed how well he’d look after nicki to her in front of her car and nicki couldn’t help but stan! herself and iwaizumi have been a happy couple since and any man that comes within a 5 metre radius of her is getting hard stares from him. truly a power couple.

-ˏˋ oikawa tooru ˊˎ-

oikawa x bryan tanaka -> oikyan

oikawa has had personal beef with mariah carey ever since she featured on his spread in volleyball weekly. he didn’t even know how she managed to get into it because the only sports she does is running and that’s only her mascara when a minor occurrence happens. he’s had twitter wars and been blocked on several social media platforms but he won’t stop until he’s satisfied. one night oikawa was ready to grow up and forget about it all until he ran into bryan, mariah’s boyfriend at a local convenience store. bryan was buying stuff that he’d tiredly said mariah had demanded and oikawa took this as the chance to finally get back at her for his highschool years. he told bryan not to bother and that he’d never boss him around the way mariah does. a tired, but grateful bryan gave in and the two have since found interests in gardening and guitar together leaving mariah scrambling to fix her tear stains before christmas just before her yearly relevancy comes back.

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