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hajimeiwaswife · 3 years

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GROINS

Word count: 1,3K

Warnings: oral sex (female receiving), fingering (female receiving), incest role play, semi public sex.

Summary: when you're in pain, Toru knows how to make you feel better.

A/N: This piece is for the Bully Girls Club's Summer Euphoria Collab. Here you have the masterlist, where the rest of the amazing authors will be posting their fics during this month! I can't wait to see what they are going to delight us with!

The salty smell of water accompanied the clearness of it; the sound of waves, laughs and swimming wrapped the calm atmosphere at the little paradise you two were admiring. The towel you were laying on was soft and comfortable, ideal for the rough sand that was below it.

The hot summer weather would have been insufferable if it wasn't for the trip to the beach your husband had planned for his day off. Seeing Toru out of a volleyball court was one of the most unusual things to witness, but nonetheless, you were grateful for it.

Some of his team members were there, too, speaking in a fluent Spanish about the nice temperature of the sea. They had carried with them a volleyball to practice ―or, as they said, to play amicably―; you didn't allow Toru to join them, though, wanting to spend some quality time with the man who usually was too busy to pay you some attention.

Toru was laying on the towel on his stomach with you sitting on his butt, spreading sunscreen all over his toned back. Muscles contracting at the contrast of temperature of the hot day and the cold cream. You passed your hands all over it, tasting and enjoying touching his skin, the body of a god brought to Earth. How was it legal for someone to be so handsome, intelligent, nice and have such a beautifully built body?

He sighed in content, happy to have the hands of his lover all to himself, "Can you massage a little... Yeah, there, exactly." he moaned when you put pressure on his shoulders, stretching his back that was full of stress knots. Toru felt like he was already in a paradise reserved for his most longing pleasures, where he had you and the warmth of your body all to his disposal, your delightful compliments directed to him, your love and lust piled up for him to enjoy.

However, as time went by, you started to feel a discomfort in your genital area. It wouldn't have been so bothering if it had been for lusting after your amazing husband, but it was because of the position your bikini bottom was in instead. The seams were embedding on your groins to the point that blood stopped circulating. It was painful, but you decided to bear it to not humiliate yourself in front of a whole volleyball team trying to readjust it.

You were naive to think Toru wouldn't notice, though. He wasn't only perceptive in court, and if it concerned his wife then he had the senses of a feline. Turning around, his muscles contracting at the effort, he locked his eyes with yours. His brown gaze intense, making you feel slightly excited if it weren't for the seams nailing into you more.

"What's the matter, darling?" Oikawa asked, lifting a hand to your cheek.

"It's nothing, why do you ask?"

He hummed at your answer, incorporating himself until he was sitting in front of you. His taller stature made it so even sitting he was towering over you. His chest just centimetres away from your lips, which were ready to kiss him down to his abs, your face wanting nothing more than to be buried between his toned pectorals.

"You seem uncomfortable, though. Care to share why?"

It was impossible to keep something from him. Usually, he didn't insist if he knew you didn't want to talk about something, understanding that everyone needed their own space. But he must had caught onto your body language, moving constantly so you could mitigate the pain in your groins. You sighed, ashamed and looking at the ground while you opened your mouth to speak.

"It's my bikini bottom," you started, whispering and with heat on your face, "it uh... well, it's nailing on my skin and... uff, let's say it's kinda... uncomfortable?" you tried to explain, not wanting to speak very loudly in case any other person could hear you.

"That's it?" Toru asked, chuckling lightly and standing up.

"What? Where are you going?" confused, you looked up at him who was offering you a hand to help to incorporate yourself.

"Come with me."

He didn't say anything else, taking your hand and guiding you through the beach. The wind was warm, matching with the imposing sun that was marching on the west. The sand was unbearably hot, burning your feet while you walked.

You continued passing by the crowded place until you reached a secluded area. That part of the beach was separated from the rest by a group of sea rocks, making it the perfect spot to be alone or with your special someone.

"What are we doing here?" you wondered out loud, hissing when you noticed the bikini bottom coming higher.

"Just wanted to have some alone time with my beautiful wife. Now, be a good girl and lay on the sand."

You frowned at his words, but complied nonetheless. If it had been burning your feet, now it was burning your whole back, and the pain in your groins was still there. Toru laid on top of you, his arms placed at each side of your shoulders and keeping him from crushing you. He licked his lips, smirking at you before smashing them on yours.

The kiss had a slow pace, enough to distract you from what your husband was actually doing. He pulled your bikini bottom down steadily, your tongues on a dance that didn't allow you to realize the lack of pressure on your groins. With a last peck he moved to your neck, nibbling on it and making you sigh, your hands gripping his toned back, the one you had been massaging just five minutes ago.

He went down to your collarbones, leaving purple marks on his way to your chest. Even though he was a boobs man, he didn't really pay attention to them, surprising you. Toru usually spent his sweet time kissing, licking and biting your nipples. However, he was already leaving a path of kisses down to your bare crotch.

You were surprised to see that your bikini bottom had disappeared, but also grateful when you stopped feeling so much pain down there. Your husband started kissing your inner things, going up to your left groin and giving it affection, calming the reddened area.

"Look at this, you were in so much pain, my love." Oikawa whispered, his breath going directly to your pussy lips, what caused you to move your hips by inertia, "Shhh, it's okay, let nii-chan make it better."

There it was, his favourite kink, the most prominent one, the preferable dynamic on your roleplays. He loved to play the character of a big brother taking care of his 'sweet and innocent imouto', and you had to admit that you loved to succumb to it.

Toru licked your slick, humming at the taste of your hole. He then licked slowly his way up to your clit, soaking on it and making you moan out of surprise and pleasure. His invariably cold hands were massaging your groins.

"Nii-san," you whined pathetically when he inserted one of his long and thick fingers on you, curving it so it was touching that spongy spot you loved so much.

He continued pampering your clit with his mouth and tongue and fingering you, adding a second finger as your moans grew on intensity and volume. He was a sucker for seeing you lose your composure and break down because of him, just for him.

"Cum for me, sweetheart, cum for nii-chan."

And you did, pitiful moans and whines of 'nii-chan', 'thank you' and 'I love you' were coming out of your mouth while you rode your orgasm on your husband's face, who was circling your clit with his right thumb and sucking and licking your slick happily.

Out of breath, you came down to reality and looked at your euphoric man's face, admiring proudly his masterpiece. Your groins didn't hurt anymore and you felt so good and relaxed you couldn't move. Toru incorporated so he was topping you again, kissing you making you taste yourself on his lips. When you both separated from it, a thread of saliva connecting you both, he smirked.

"Feeling good yet, love?"

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cheezritsu · 4 years

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Haikyuu Couple Aesthetics

Daichi Sawamura: good luck charms, front row seats at his games, the mature couple; “mom and dad” of the friend group; saying “goodnight” to one another on your doorstep, sentimental captions on their instagram posts, eating dinner and talking about your day like you’re already married; making plans for the future with one another involved; impressing one another’s parents; the thrill of doing everything together; being each others emergency contact; sleeping so well because your love is reliable and stable. You two are the timeless high school sweethearts, making the unattainable look so easy.

Sugawara Koushi: cafe dates, doting words, “sweetheart” and “darling,” laughing just from looking at one another. The secretly chaotic couple, perfectly curated dates, being approved by all his friends, soft, sweet pecks; random flower bouquets on your doorstep; kissing away your tears; hugs warmer than fresh baked cookies, grading student papers over dinner, smiley face post-it notes in your bento boxes, farmers market dates, always, always knowing each other’s favorite things; thoughtful gifts, mistakenly being called “Sugawara-san” before you’re married, shy smiles, kissing his beauty mark, a relationship as easy as the breeze. You two are like bees and flowers, working in tandem to create something natural and sweet.

Nishinoya Yuu: cutting class to hang out in the hallways, popsicles melting in the summer heat, tongues dyed red and blue from convenience store slushies, dinner dates with no leftovers, neon colored band-aids, learning to hop a fence, scuffed sneakers, bruised arms. The lawless couple, squad posing in couple pictures, matching dyed streaks, sneaking out past midnight, pulling pranks, sitting on the swingset in the middle of the night, counting the stars over head. Adoring stares, “I’m so proud of you!”, kissing his bruises, screaming out the window of your car on a road trip. Traveling the world together, video messages, blowing kisses to each other, saying “I missed you!” after one day apart. You two are twin stars, constantly orbiting each other and burning brighter, together.

Tanaka Ryuunoske: shaving his head, mini skirts, being Saeko’s favorite, troublesome trio antics, late night food runs, horror movie marathons, couple gym workouts. The unexpected couple; getting compliments from the eldery on how cute you two are, flipping off his teammates while you kiss in front of them, excessive worrying, scaring off any boys that look at your wrong, the “Will Smith gesturing to his Wife” meme; thinking you’re too good for this world, calling each other “bro” romantically, kissing him after winning games, placing a beanie over his head in the winter, taking unflattering photos of one another with the most sincere captions. You two are the moth and the flame, drawn together by an inexplicable pull.

Tsukishima Kei: Wool overcoats, headphone splitters, dogeared textbook pages, study dates, strawberry desserts, “This song reminded me of you.” The better than you couple, wearing his t-shirt to sleep, borrowing each others sweaters, kissing his bruised fingers, hiding in his jackets, going to the same university, softly singing in long car rides, always slightly touching one another, quick, secret kisses, height difference jokes, moon-centric nicknames (“moonbeam,” or “moonshine”) trying on his glasses, mirror selfies,sharing record collections, concert dates; weekend dinners at Tsukishima’s childhood house, being adorded by his teammates, dinosaur themed gifts as a joke, Studio Ghibli movie marathons, listen parties as dates, opening up to one another, “quit staring at me” “but I love you;” him constantly smiling when you’re next to him and denying it ever happened. Sharing insults as a love language, being soft when the time comes, humming into his hair as you fall asleep together. You two are a sweet, slow ballad; a duet between lovers in perfect harmony.

Akaashi Keiji: library dates, meet cutes, book recommendations, fancy dinner dates, proofreading each other’s work, cuffed trousers, trench coats, french perfume, dainty jewellery, knuckle kisses, the academic couple; good grades, pet names, longing glances, visiting each other’s jobs, sharing clothing, reading books over his shoulders, cocooning in linen blankets, the scent of fresh laundry and lavender, running your hand through one another’s hair, smoothing wrinkles out of his works shirts, working around each other in the bathroom in the morning; matching schedules, museum dates, “you’re the Romeo to my Juliet.” “please don’t die for me.” Literature references, letting Bokuto third wheel, being the smartest couple in the room, massaging one another’s shoulders after long days, words of affirmation, sitting on top of his desk, smiling as he edits another page; “are you coming to bed?” ‘quick, secret smiles. You two are matching portraits in a museum, your love equally as timeless and beautiful.

Oikawa Tooru: alien bandaids, golden hour selfies, matching skin care routines, wrapping his bandages, phone calls to remind him of things, leaning his head on your shoulder, the king and queen couple; listening to each others insecurities, being his biggest cheerleader, holding your face like it’s the whole world, helping him learn spanish, constantly bragging about one another, stupid nicknames in each other’s phones, “~Iwa-chan!~”, the Seijoh team rolling their eyes at your PDA, threats from Iwaizumi, making promises you intend to keep, being his rock, letting him cry if he needs to, petty rants, keeping nail files in your purse, knowing the real him, framed couple pictures, teasing him with the team; “I have faith in you;” being there when each other needs it. You two are beloved monarchs, ruling your domain hand in hand with benevolent smiles.

Kuroo Tetsuro: matching leather jackets, red lipstick kisses, theater hopping, chemistry puns, trying (and failing) to get rid of his bed head, constantly handsy, late night drives, cram sessions, lipstick smudges on his neck, “I’m always this kind,” Yamamoto crying in the distance, “Kenma, love us!”, being double trouble, the power couple; better grades together, singing off key, ugly couple photos, sleeping on the train, awful, cackling laughter, adored by his grandparents, stroking your hair as you fall asleep curled onto a too small couch; making it work no matter what, your eyes shining with pride at all his games. Being on the same wavelength, adoring stares while brushing your teeth, kissing him by his tie, making out in the back of taxis, pulling him into a well needed hug without thinking, playing with your food, whispering ‘I love you’ into the crown of your head. You two are immortal lovers, reunited in this life, and all those after.

Osamu Miya: late night diner runs, lazy mornings in, being business partners, staying up late drafting new menu items, slow dancing in the kitchen, all you can eat buffets, roses before every date, subtle pda; the domestic couple; matching outfits, holding hands with intertwined fingers, clutching your chests with heavy laughter from each other’s jokes, eating half each other’s plates on dinner dates; devouring ice cream by the tub while bingeing television shows, treating grocery store runs like dates, falling asleep to his heartbeat, comfortable silences, long talks while washing dishes, baking cookies at ungodly hours, hanging onto one another’s arms, sneaking away from parties to be alone, tracing patterns on one another’s skin, whispering “I love you” when the other isn’t listening, temple kisses, side hugs, growing into one another, cooking food as a love language, having immense pride for the one another. You two are best friends, falling in love with each other over and over again every day.

Atsumu Miya: neon colored lights reflecting off his hair, open mouthed kisses, toothy smirks, house parties, being one another’s arm candy, diamonds glinting under flashing lights, breathlessness, wandering hands, showering together, black lingerie, superfluous travelling, first class seating, poorly concealed hickies, clinking champagne glasses, “That’s my girl/boy!” wearing his track jacket, selfies in expensive hotels; the celebrity couple, “I don’t speak broke,” shiny engagement rings, paparazzi photos, explicit pictures, red sports cars, winks meant only for you, hands on your waist, matching manicures, tipsy kisses, flaunting cash, making out on kiss cams, holding ring covered hands, never being alone; cheesy romantic texts, only having eyes for one another. You two are wrapped around each other’s fingers tighter than a bandaid, and that’s how you like it.

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rayofsunas · 3 years

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haikyuu!! as dads (pt.1)

A/n: hello! starting off with a clean slate here yay! if some of the first few seem so short and the writing seems different, it’s because I wrote half of this like three days ago- anywways, requests are open btw!!

Summary: haikyuu characters as dads/domestic living.

Pairings: Semi Eita, Bokuto Koutarou, Kuroo Tetsurou, Oikawa Toru, Kenma Kozume

Warnings: some timeskip spoilers, fluff, parenting, angst (kinda) swearing (maybe), crack, all characters are aged up

Word count: 1.8k

Part Two!

Semi Eita

- the serious sometimes scary looking dad, but other than that he’s a fluff ball

- he may look scary but he simply cannot punish them for anything

- especially after they bonded over music, legit cannot do nothing wrong

- on the days he’s not working or with his bandmates, you can often find him with his twin daughters, teaching them how to use different musical instruments

- okay, so your daughters are still pretty young, so they aren’t very good at using most instruments, but for Christmas you and Semi got them both a small set of drums, something easy

- it was very cute to come home from work to see your husband and daughters loudly practicing on the drums

- sure at first it gave you a blasting headache, but after a while you got used to it, and even jammed out with them when you had the time

- mainly just random sounds/beats coming from the two five year olds, but Semi doesn’t mind, he’s willing to teach them and he does proudly

- if one of his daughters or both wants too

- definitely writes songs for his daughters and you

- i can see him writing lullaby’s for them and working on them for hours making sure they were perfect

- lets just say they were perfectly beautiful

- because you went to high school together, the nickname “semi semi” stuck with you (thanks chicken tendo)

- but your girls will also cutely call him “semi semi”

- you often bring them to concerts despite semi saying it’s probably too loud for them

- he’ll let you sit safely with them back stage uwu

- after he runs back to you three and is bombarded with hugs, high-fives and kithes

- YOU’RE ALL SO PROUD OF HIM

Bokuto Koutarou

- bokuto is a hyper dad, which we all saw coming. there is no taking the child out of bo

- i feel like he’d want tons of kids, probably even uses his children as an excuse to act the way he does

- i can see him with a few kids, 3 to be exact (2 boys and 1 girl)

- he likes to be really involved with his children, and gets very sad/emo when he doesn’t see them for short/long periods of time

- for example, the Black Jackals is a whole different game field than high school volleyball and it’s much more time consuming and has him away a lot

- when he does come home and has time off, let’s just say he clings to his children like a puppy

- even after a while THEY get sick of him and wanna ditch him, cue emo bo :(

- if his children gang up on him (which they do) cue emo Bo again :(

- he babies them all, can’t ever say no

- tends to go back on his word lmao

- if your oldest son begs and begs for season tickets to his favorite sports team? Bo KNOWS they can be expensive, and he was even scolded by you, but two hours after saying no, he runs back to his son and gives him the money

- if your daughter wants to get her nails done with a group of friends, he knows she picks out the most expensive polishes, etc, BUT HE DOES NOT CARE, he will gladly give her the money and even go with her to get his nails done

- yes, you heard me

- of course he’ll being chaperone for this girls day, he promises to pretend that he doesn’t know them and keep his distance (sit very far away lol), but after a little while its just hard to contain and he’s screaming to everyone in the salon that his daughter is sitting on the other side of the room eye-

- your youngest son wants an expensive sports car? done

- he just wants to make his family happy, pleaseee

Kuroo Tetsurou

- poor Kuroo, he has 2 daughters and you, so he’s surrounded by girls lol

- he actually doesn’t mind it tbh

- between you and his two daughters, he wouldn’t have it any other way

- just gives him an excuse to be overly protective

- anywhere in public, expect either kuroo holding your hand

- or holding his daughters close to him (piggy back rides, yes)

- or, he stands protectively behind you and your daughters while you talk to someone, sending them threatening glares behind your backs

- he was shy as a child, so it wasn’t surprising when one of his daughters, the youngest, was very very shy

- he doesn’t mind once again, just gives him an excuse to be protective

- although he’s busy, he always makes time for his girls ALWAYS

- definitely a bragger

- if his family is brought into a convo, he pridefully will express how cute and smart his daughters are, may or may not openly declare his daughters are the cutest amongst his co-workers children

- he’s mad intuitive and aware/observant

- kuroo always knows when one or both of his daughters are about to start crying/throw a fit

- cue dad kuroo prepared to crack funny chemistry and or science jokes

- his shy daughter finds him very funny, doubles over every time he cracks a joke and calls him a “silly rooster”

- even when she's older she still laughs and even copies his jokes

- but his other daughter just cringes, every time sigh

- when she was younger she used to fake the laughs, but when he started saying the jokes in public she just stopped reacting, hoping he would stop-

- he didn’t...

- i like to imagine kuroo and kenma staying friends even after high school, and since kenma has hella video games and a whole arcade in his house, he’ll often bring his daughters over to his house

- his eldest daughter loves it at uncle kenma’s house

- cue jealous rooster dad

Oikawa Toru

- okay so oikawa is ALWAYS busy

- isn’t home much, except during off seasons or if he messes up his knee again (yes, it’ll happen)

- in the event that he’s home due to a knee injury, he’ll wanna be catered too lmaooo

- he doesn’t expect his little girl to cater to him and really only teases you about it

- but his daughter will get him whatever he needs while he’s propped up on the couch

- she admires him so much

- his daughter kinda has a smart mouth-

- definitely got that from him, having picked up on it from a young age, while he was home

- when he was home once propped up with a messed up knee, she went “here dadkawa” as she handed him an ice pack

- he laughs at the nickname, asking you about where it came from later

“she was on call with hajime’s daughter yesterday... hajime asked how ‘poopykawa’ was doing”

- he just rolls his eyes, “at least he cleaned it up for her sake” you explained

- will not lose the “kawa” part, so it’s dadkawa lol

- when he’s away, she’s always asking for dadkawa

- when he’s here they're inseparable

- morning breakfast now will be her sitting in his lap instead of yours

- she asks to watch cartoons with him instead of you :(

- bath time consists of her arguing with you as you try to wash her hair, while oikawa sits on the closed toilet seat laughing to himself

- “mommy i want dadkawa to wash my hair!”

- “you always whine that he gets soap in your eyes”

- “I don’t care!”

- when you bring your daughter to games, she’ll be cheering him on proudly, “mommy, look at dadkawa!” “GO DADKAWA!!!!”

- since he plays for the professional Argentine team, i figure you all live in Argentina now, traveling from Argentina and Japan was tiring, so you moved to be closer

- when the news approaches him after or before games, he makes sure to show his daughter off and the whole time it’s his daughter stealing the show

- she might be shy at first, but as long as dadkawa is holding her, she’s fine

- he’ll teach her Spanish, defiantly sings happy birthday to her in Spanish because it’s special

- he calls her his princesa (princess in spanish)

Kenma Kozume

- if his child didn’t enjoy video games like him or any of his hobbies like volleyball, I feel like Kenma would have a hard time with them

- he loves his son yes, but he’d have a hard time interacting with him, especially if he’s not into video games or volleyball

- if he is though, you can often find the two in kenma’s home office, playing games

- when your son was a infant, you would always come home from being out/work to find your son sitting in his pj’s on kenma’s lap watching his dad play video games

- “it’s late, ken. i see he’s already in his pj’s- did you already have dinner?” “yes”

- “without me?” you asked, lifting up your son to give his cheeks kisses. “there’s apple pie in the fridge.”

- eye-

- yes he fed your son that, yes he needs a little guidance, yes he needs to be told apple pie is NOT dinner

- on another occasion of coming home, you found your boys in the same spot, once again playing video games, your sons eyes drifting between the game and his father every time he muttered under his breath

- “the screen is bad for your eyes kenma, and he’s just a baby! he’ll get bad eyes too!”

- kenma’s short answer is, “he won’t”

- when your son got older, and he started getting into video games, it got harder for you to tear his eyes away from the screen

- he’s been around video games his whole life, so of course it’d be hard, you just didn’t think he’d grow attached

- kenma leaves most of the strict parenting to you, because he LEGIT doesn’t NOT know what to say

- he’s lowkey afraid he’ll push his son away if he says the wrong thing, but he’s also worried that if he doesn't say anything, they’ll have no real relationship, so he struggles

- he tries his hardest to bond with him over video games and volleyball though

- as said by your son, kenma’s cooking can’t compare to yours, BUT he does know how to make a yummy apple pie

- his son will help kenma with said apple pie, when he’s younger he was often the taste tester and made a mess every time

- kenma gets nervous in huge crowds and really around anyone he doesn’t know, so if his son is a social butterfly he’ll try to get kenma used to people other than himself and you

- somehow, during the rare moments his son has problems (friends, school etc), kenma will be the one to speak up privately

- he’ll definitely tell his son to surround himself with a good friend/good friends, he also makes sure to let him know the importance of quality over quantity

- he has a brotherly relationship with kuroo, and if not for kuroo he’d be alone, he wants the same thing for his son

10.20.20, rayofsunas

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script-nef · 3 years

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Interview Time | Oikawa Tooru

Category: fluff

2k words; an eventful interview with Oikawa and his girlfriend

Today we are joined by the phenomenal setter of Club Athletico San Juan, Oikawa Tooru, and the manager of the team, [Name] [Surname]. They are the iconic couple who have brought laughter and joy to many matches by their interactions.

“Hello, [Name] here!”

“Hi, I’m Oikawa! And [Name]-chan, is that a reference to Zuko?”

“It most certainly is. It’s good to see you finally recognise some of my pop culture references now. I was wondering when you’d finally get a hobby outside of volleyball.”

“I have one!”

“Searching for alien conspiracy theories is not a hobby. Tooru, you’re weird as hell.”

“But you still love me.”

“Unfortunately.”

“Hey!”

You guys are so cute and lively together! Today’s interview will be focused on your relationship, but feel free to reject some of the questions if you’re uncomfortable. Is that okay?

“Sure!”

Q. How did you two meet?

“Oh, I was working for San Juan as one of the managers when he was brought in. Since I’m fluent in Japanese, the head coach asked me to help him around because his Spanish and English was atrocious.”

“Eck, [Name]-chan! I wasn’t that bad!”

“You were terrible, who are you trying to kid? Literally no one could understand half the things you were saying. I was basically your translator for the first year.”

“[Name]-chan!! You’re breaking my heart!”

“As long as your body works for volleyball I don— Okay, okay, I was kidding! Don’t pout, Tooru. You learnt it quick enough and now you don’t have any problems! Besides, it’s thanks to your previously horrible language skills that we got to spend more much time together, right?

“I guess that’s true… Was I really that bad though?”

“Absolutely horrible. Everyone can back me up on this.”

Q. What is one quality about each other that you admire and love the most?

“Tenacity, I guess. In volleyball and everything else. He stays behind all the damn time for hours, none of his teammates can keep up. I once had to conk him on the head and drag him out so he would rest.”

“It hurt! You’re stronger than Iwa-chan sometimes, I don’t even understand how that’s possible.”

“You think I’m stronger than the arm-wrestling champion Iwa-chan?”

“Yes. Anyway, what I love most about [Name] is her perceptivity. Did you know that I once had a small kink in my leg muscle which was uncomfortable and she caught it in a second? No one else noticed except her! And this was before we started dating!”

“Yeah, well. I did spend the most time with you and you constantly tell me things about yourself. Even when I didn’t ask.”

“[Name]-chan is so shy. It’s okay, I know you loved me since the moment you laid your eyes on me.”

“Eh…”

“Hey!”

“I didn’t fall in love with you at first sight, I don’t believe in that. You slowly grew on me because you incessantly hit on me.”

“That’s the best kind of hitting!”

“...hm. Do you, um, like any other sort of hitting—”

“[Name]-chan, we’re on camera! Stop that!”

I’m sorry, please keep this PG, there are young fans who might be watching. Moving on!

Q. What was your first date like?

“First date, huh? It was like, ages ago…”

“It was 6 years ago, in August. We went to the Tango festival in Buenos Aires. I had such a fun time with you then!”

“You had fun stepping all over my feet. It’s honestly appalling how much you sucked at dancing back then. You were bad at a lot of things, huh.”

“She complained about it all night, but even then she was so cute and brilliant. She led me for the second half, stating that she had enough of her feet getting trampled on.”

“Thankfully you picked it up fast. You’re pretty fast at learning new skills.”

“Aww, is the ever-so stoic [Name]-chan praising me? How rare!”

“Well, if you don’t want me to, then…”

“Wait, no don’t stop! I was kidding, praise me more!”

“Ah, don’t latch onto me, this is on cam— Tooru!”

Now, now, please calm down. Straight onto the next question!

Q. Do you have any memorable dates or events?

“Oh, there was this one time.”

“I already said sorry for that!”

“That doesn’t mean it never happened! My jaw still hurts when I think about it!”

“I said sorry every single time!”

“Still! Okay, the story is that I wanted to surprise him when he came back home but it went horribly. The first part, at least. “He didn’t know I was coming over because I wanted it to be a surprise, which in hindsight was a bad idea. I made dinner and turned the lights off when I heard the door unlocking. In my head, it was like ‘pop and and surprise him’, but when I did, he got spooked and hit me in the jaw.”

“It was reflex! [Name]-chan, you popped out screaming ‘surprise’ right in front of me!”

“Yeah, but still. That’s how I now know he has a great right hook. Nearly knocked me out. But his crying and screaming stopped me from falling unconscious.”

“I thought I really did knock you out!”

“Yeah, but you kept on screaming even after I said it was okay. You’ve probably heard of it too, there were news articles about how he came into the emergency room crying his eyes out.”

“I really am sorry about it, [Name]-chan…”

“Hey now, no need to be sad. It’s just a funny memory to tell everyone now.”

At least you can laugh about it now.

Q. 6 years is a long time. You must have a lot of anniversaries. What do you do for them?

“Nothing special, we just get presents for each other and spend the day together. I used to just tell him what I wanted but he can figure out what I want now.”

“That shows what an amazing and observant boyf—I mean fiancé I am! Have you ever been disappointed with anything I gave you?”

“Well, no, not yet.”

“See? And you get me all the things I want and need. We’re a perfect couple.”

“We sometimes go on trips to neighbouring countries, visit some tourist spots. I bought him a camera for the anniversary last year, and now he takes tons of photos everywhere we go. There’s a huge stack of polaroids in our bedroom.”

“[Name]-chan, don’t ignore me! Aren’t we a perfect couple?”

“I think we’re the best we can be. Perfection doesn’t exist, but we can strive to be the best we can be, right Tooru?”

“Yup! You’re so wise when it comes to things like this.”

Q. What do you do in your spare time?

“We recently started watching TV shows like Umbrella Academy and Doctor Who. Tooru likes them because of all the aliens and superpowers.”

“They’re all so creative! Like the Weeping Angel, that makes me freak out whenever I see a statue now. Some of them give me nightmares.”

“Weeping Angels are messed up. Wait, why do you watch it if it gives you nightmares? You need to take care of your mental state as well, national representative!”

“But you hug me when I sleep if I have night terrors! I would sit through a hundred horror movies if it means you would hug me.”

“…”

“Are you… blushing?”

“No.”

“Aw, [Name]-chan, you’re blushing! I love you so much!”

“Tooru, stop! I’m going to fa—”

*Technical difficulties please hold*

Q. You recently announced your engagement, congratulations! How was the proposal, if you don’t mind me asking?

“I took her to her favourite restaurant! It’s this fancy place in a building near the training centre and she loves the pizza there.”

“It is delicious. He can’t see how good it is, this uncultured child.”

“It’s not my type! I like other pizzas, just not that one. Her face absolutely glows with happiness when she takes a bite but I can’t understand it. They have those really salty fish—”

“Anchovy. And I usually don’t like it either, but they make it taste amazing!”

“No, it still tastes like clumps of salt. Thankfully I like other dishes on the menu. We go there so often that the owner has a special spot reserved for us. It’s by a window and since the restaurant is in a tall building, it looks over the lights of the city. It’s very beautiful.”

“He was looking skittish than usual, so I was worried for him. I actually thought he wanted to break up with me. But instead, he showed me the ring and asked me to marry him.”

“Why would I ever break up with you?”

“Couples split apart! It’s what happens to a lot of them, I have never heard of someone who lived forever with only one person.”

“Tobio-chan did!”

“Are we considering volleyball as a person now?”

“[Name]-chan, we went to their wedding!”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m just kidding! He was pretty cute, all twitchy and red. His wife was even cuter though, so shy and embarrassed. Very beautiful as well.”

“You’re going to be even more radiant at our wedding. I can see you in your dress already.”

“Wow, you must be able to see into the future, since I haven’t even looked at the catalogue.”

“It’s a figure of speech!”

Now, now, please calm down! Onto the next question.

Q. You guys had been dating for quite a while before getting engaged. When did you realise you wanted to spend the rest of your life with each other?

“Oh, you never actually told me this.”

“It was actually when I was away for a game! [Name]-chan couldn’t come because she had to work back in Argentina, so I was all alone in a foreign country.”

“Literally everyone else on the team came to the game, you weren’t alone.”

“But none of them were you! Let me be romantic and tell my love story!”

“Alright, alright, no more interruptions. Proceed.”

“Thank you. It was the first day there. I finished the practice for the day and did our daily night call, because we always talk before falling asleep. I dozed off to her talking, so I thought she would be there when I woke up. But when I opened my eyes in the morning, and she wasn’t there, this wave of panic came over me until I realised I was overseas. “That moment was probably it. I thought there, lying on the bed, that I would never be happy unless I wake up next to her every morning and see her sleeping face. Unless I could start off my day by kissing her and holding her in my arms.”

“…That— that’s what you thought when you woke up?”

“Yeah? And I thought that every morning since the— wait, are you blushing?”

“No, shut up and go away, Tooru.”

“AWWWW [NAME]-CHAN IS BLUSHING AND TRYING TO HIDE FROM ME!! YOU’RE SO CUTE AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! I WANT TO SQUISH YOUR WIDDLE FACE AND CUDDLE YOU FOREVER MY AMAZING AND PRECIOUS WIFE!”

“Ack, Tooru, I’m going to fall agai—”

*Another technical difficulty, please hold*

Well, I think this has been a very cute and informative session. Quite eventful as well.

“If by eventful, you mean him trying to hug me so tight my ribs break and I get concussions from falling all the time, then yes, eventful.”

“Sorry, [Name]-chan, you were just too cute!”

“Not another word, volleyboy.”

Well, I’m sure your fans will be thrilled to see how cute the two of you are!

“His fans do seem to like knowing little stupid stories we have.”

“They’re our memories and I wouldn’t ever trade them for anything else.”

“…Me neither.”

“Aw, you’re so affectionate today, [Name]-chan. Maybe we should come again next time so I can see you blushing even more!”

We are completely on board with tha—

“Okay, this is the end of our interview and I hope it was fun for the viewers! Bye-bye now!”

“Ah, she’s escaping! Wait for me, [Name]-chan! Thanks for watching! Bye!”

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come-on-shitty-boys · 4 years

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Characters: Oikawa Tooru/Sakusa Kiyoomi/Miya Osamu

Request: Hi! Do you think you can make headcanons for Oikawa, Sakusa and osamu, with an s/o thats a medical student? 🙏🏻😳

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 1.9K (~600 a piece)

Notes: I’m v v v sorry for the recent lack of updates! I’m moving back to uni on Tuesday and I didn’t plan accordingly and get fics lined up >.<

Oikawa Tooru

The most supportive bean oml he’s so cute

It’s definitely not easy considering he’s in Argentina, but he does his best to check up on you whenever he can. You have a tendency to over-work yourself while studying, so someone needs to remind you to take a break and get some rest dumbass literally doesn’t take his own advice smh

You should hear him when he’s talking to his team about you. “Oh, you mean Y/N? My DOCTOR s/o? Yeah, that’s right. I’m dating a doctor.” You aren’t even a doctor yet, but he’s going to tell everyone he knows that his s/o is a ✨doctor✨

He can’t really help you study because of the distance, but if you ever need to vent to him about classes or your residency, boy is there. He is listening intently while you spill all the tea! Oikawa likes the drama, what can he say? It’s like his personal soap opera.

Oikawa takes so many screenshots while you video chat. You’re probably going over notes or working on homework and he’s just collecting all the photos.

He’s going to post them on his instagram later, captioning it with something like, “yeah, your s/o may be great, but are they a doctor? lol didn’t think so 😜” and you’ll have to comment “Tooru, I’m not a doctor yet.”

But, Tooru literally does not care. He can’t get over the fact that you’re so?? Smart?? You could be telling him about something you learned in class that day and he’ll be nodding along, like he knows exactly what you’re talking about, but to be honest?

He doesn’t know what the hell you’re talking about. You keep using these big words and he’s just “?????”

Oh, but he learns, because he’s a good boyfriend for sure. He has sticky notes all over his apartment with random medical words that he’s heard you say. It’s low-key just to impress you, but also Oikawa really does care about what you’re talking about and he wants to be able to follow the conversation better.

Boy learns his new vocabulary words in Japanese and Spanish to further impress you and because he knows that you find it really hot when he speaks Spanish.

Brb cackling at the idea of oikawa just spewing a random Spanish diagnosis in your ear during sex because he can’t remember how to say what he wants to tell you

Everytime you reach a milestone in your med school career? He’s bragging so much. You’d think that he was the one who made the dean’s list or that he was the one who finished the classroom section and was moving onto their residency.

He’s honestly just so proud of you and wants to show you off, because you’re just so driven and passionate about everything you do. It’s a big reason why he fell in love with you in the first place.

Peep him cheering the loudest when you finally complete your residency. Stand right there. He wants to take pictures of his s/o looking fine as hell in their white coat with their MD, so he can brag to everyone he meets that his s/o is officially a doctor

The proud smile on his face when you’ve finally done it? Irreplaceable. He’s been your biggest supporter through this whole thing. To him, watching you do this is as amazing as doing it himself.

He’s going to frame your degree and hang it up right by the door of the apartment when you two move in together. Just a gentle reminder that he’s dating a doctor, no big deal.

You could try to tell him that you’re proud of him for following his dreams and making it to the big leagues and he’s just, “yeah, but who graduated medical school 🤗”

AWWW WAIT

If you open up your own practice one day ;-; this baby is just beaming with pride, taking all the pictures and all of the videos as you cut the ribbon to announce the opening

Marry him. Marry him or I will.

Sakusa Kiyoomi

You probably complained once about the workload, saying that it was so much harder than you ever anticipated, and this son of a bitch would just scoff like, “It can’t be that difficult.”

But, it’s that difficult and you let him figure that out. You handed him a stack of your assignments and said, “If it’s so easy, you do it.”

Insert Sakusa Kiyoomi hunched over the table for three hours, just staring at the page, occasionally flipping through your textbook and medical dictionary as if either of those things would help him.

He literally handed you back a blank paper and didn’t say a word.

Honestly, he has no idea how to help you study, but he’ll try his best. If you hand him a study guide or a stack of flash cards, he’ll sit on the couch with you and quiz you until you know each and every one better than you know yourself.

He’s not exactly going out of his way to learn about medicine so that he can better converse with you, but he does pick up on a few things

Kiyoomi’s gotten pretty good at breaking down the medical terms from long hours of helping you study. He has a decent understanding of what some of the roots and suffixes mean, so when you start talking about something from school, he can usually at least pin down some of the information

Sakusa is going to use your career path to his advantage though. He wants to know what disinfectants they're using at the hospital and can you get him some?

He’s already pretty private about his personal life, especially when it comes to his relationship with you, so outside of his small friend group, he hasn’t told many people that you’re a med student.

This doesn’t make him any less proud though. He’s just more quiet about it. But, he’ll celebrate all of the little accomplishments right there with you, texting you right before you take a big test to wish you luck and taking you out for ice cream or a nice dinner when you get your results

If he gets a long break at practice, he’ll go take you lunch, just so he knows that you’re taking care of yourself properly.

MASK SELFIES

You stay up really late trying to memorize the proper treatments and where to make incisions and things like that, so if Kiyoomi doesn’t ask you to come to bed, it’s very possible that you just won’t? And he’s learned that the hard way.

Right before your finals you told him, “Yeah, I’m just going to study for another hour or so and then I’ll head to bed.”

He literally found you asleep at the kitchen table, your notecards all over the floor because you knocked them off at some point in the night

But, Sakusa is a good boyfriend so he’ll make you breakfast and some tea or coffee to help you start your day.

Speaking of coffee and tea. He’s limiting your caffeine intake :) oh, you want a cup of coffee/tea at 9 pm? “That shit better be decaf.” it’s literally just so you can sleep. Once 5 pm hits, he doesn’t let you have caffeine, but it’d be bogus if he sat next to you with a cup of tea, so he also doesn’t have caffeine in the evenings.

He’s definitely the type to show you that he cares more so than actually tell you how much he loves you

Miya Osamu

Superior twin

This is a joke i love both miya boys equally, even if atsumu does have piss hair

N E WAY. Osamu has no fucking clue what you’re talking about 90% of the time and I hate to break it to you, but-

He’s not going to take the time to learn like the others. He may stop you to ask questions, but that’s really it.

It’s not like he doesn’t care though! Osamu really loves that you’re following your passions. He just knows that even if you do explain it to him, he’s probably going to get lost in all of the logistics.

Most of the time, you’ll just see him nodding along with what you’re saying, popping in with a question or a comment every now and then. While he may not understand what you’re saying, he does take some interest in it.

He’ll ask you things about the medical equipment in your bag. Like, how does the blood pressure cuff work? Have you ever given yourself stitches? If he were to cut his hand chopping ingredients, could you fix it right here in the kitchen or would you still take him to the hospital? Can you really hear his heartbeat with those weird headphone things? It’s called a stethoscope ‘samu smh

Osamu is the king of making sure that you take good care of yourself. This man? Oh, he’s packing you a lunch every single day you have to go to class.

Better yet? If you come down to Onigiri Miya between classes, he’s going to pile your plate full of food and then he’s got a to-go container with more, just in case you get hungry. He has your favorite drink stocked so it’s there whenever you come by.

He won’t sit with you, because he’s usually pretty busy, but he will let you sit at the counter so he can talk to you while he prepares more onigiri.

‘Samu always asks how your day went. It’s the first thing out of his mouth whenever he sees you after your classes.

If you guys get done around the same time, he’ll meet you at your university to walk home with you.

He makes sure that you drink plenty of water. He’s like a waiter, I swear. Osamu will walk past you like every 20 minutes just to make sure that you have enough water and if he sees that you haven’t been drinking your water-

Prepare for a lecture on the importance of hydration as if you don’t already know that??

“‘Samu, I’ve had five glasses of water. I’m not thirsty.”

“You need to stay hydrated!”

He’ll try to help you study if you ask, but it usually ends up with you laughing as he tries to pronounce some medical term. He’ll toss the flashcard to the side and just huff, “That’s probably not going to be on the test.”

Like Sakusa, he’s pretty reserved when it comes to talking about his personal life, but that doesn’t mean that he doesn’t have a picture of the two of you on your graduation day hanging up in Onigiri Miya.

He’s not going to say anything about it first though, but if someone asks? He can gush about you for a good ten minutes while his patrons smile and nod. Telling them how proud he is that his incredible s/o graduated from medical school with flying colors, explaining what field you’re in and what that means he’s literally just repeating what you told him once oops

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miyalove · 4 years

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Hi! Can you do an Oikawa x reader when he first went to Argentina and doesn't know Spanish? Reader can be from or have lived in Argentina for a long time to at least know spanish. Thank you! 😁

—pairing: timeskip!oikawa x reader

—warnings: manga spoilers, teasing, dialogue in bold is spoken in spanish, *unedited

—synopsis: 1.5k | you have a small sit down with oikawa to try and help him learn argentina’s native language: spanish.

—a/n: thank you for requesting, anonie! hope this didn’t take too long and it’s too your likings! please, come again somtimes, yeah? + request are open!

on top of team practices, solo training, management meetings, team bonding, and publicity shoots; oikawa tooru is now assigned to learn Spanish.

he’s already a busy man and barely has time to rest. when given certain days off, he can’t help but think about how much time he’s wasting on not practicing.

it’s times like these when his teammates have to physically rip him away from the sport. he’s dedicated and ambitious, anyone can see that but over-working himself is never good. he can’t help how anxious he gets when he’s not keeping himself distracted.

with that in mind, his manager had assigned him to learn (at the very least) the basics. every time he has a day off or some free time oikawa found himself repeating basic conversational phrases. things like “hello”, “yes”, “no”, “thank you”, and “goodbye”.

however the longer he stayed in Argentina the more he realized that those fundamental sayings weren’t getting him very far. voicing his concern to his manager, they thought what better way to learn efficiently than hiring a tutor?

and thus here you are, quite literally babysitting a six foot child.

“(y/n), how are you so good at this! i can barely pronounce these things” he’s whining your name. big brown eyes look up at you with some kind of desperation.

the two of you are in his dorm room sitting at his desk that is tucked way in the corner of the abnormally large dorm. there’s textbooks scattered all over, all with Spanish titles on them. oikawa sits to your left with a notebook opened up and a pencil in hand.

“it’s really different from japanese pronunciations so don’t beat yourself over not getting it that well,” he’s thankful that you’re not getting angry with him. you can see it when he smiles at you. that same determined gleam showing up in his hues when he talks about winning volleyball matches.

you can’t help but add on to your reassurance, “i believe in you, tooru!” you shoot him a wide grin, your eyes smile with you.

the setter feels his cheeks grow hot. it isn’t a big deal that you’re using his first name mostly because that’s how introduction are like here in Argentina so you probably think nothing of it like most people. he just can’t help the pink flush he gets whenever someone as cute as you calls out to him though.

“you’re always so sweet to me, (y/n),” he lets you take in his shining smile, “alright, let’s try it again.” he beams at you, shooting you a thumbs up.

“we’ll do informal form alright? i feel like you have that down a little better than formal.” he nods clearly getting impatient but still continues to listen to your demands.

letting out a reassuring sigh, you begin with something easy, “hello, what is your name?” gesturing for oikawa to speak, he nods brows furrowing, “hello, my name is tooru and yours?”

you feel a sense of satisfaction when oikawa answers back without any pronunciation errors. he sounds like a robot with how choppy he replies back to you. you make a mental note to work on his tone and flow later before pushing that aside, “very good, tooru. my name is (y/n). how are you?”

this is when the conversation begins to slow. he knows you’re asking him a question because of the way your voice raised at the end of your speech. the next thing to think is what question are you asking exactly.

he recalls the basic questions you and him went over. things like ‘what do you like to do in your free time?’ or ‘what do you do for a living?’ but for some reason the one your asking isn’t ringing any bells.

looking back at you, he sees your encouraging eyes meet his. he can’t help but to stare at how they glow in the low dorm lighting. you’re pleading with him, silently telling him ‘you got this!’.

you part your plush lips planning to guide in with some kind of hint but before you can say anything, oikawa is quick to react. a single digit covers your mouth, gently telling you to stay quiet.

he’s got this, just like you told him. he wasn’t going to let you down... just give him a little time. like a sudden snap in a silent room, the thought comes to him again.

“good! good! ... and you?”

he felt the way he messed up that last syllable. he quickly glanced your way wanting to see if you caught it too. his eyes meet yours. playing on your lips is a smirk and know oikawa knowns you defiantly picked it out.

of course you would, he thinks to himself, you’re literally fluent in the damn language. slightly discouraged, you see his shoulder drop as he breaks the eye contact. as a teacher whose taught many, these are clear signs of giving up.

so you sigh, “let’s take a break, yeah?” you turn your attention to a wall clock, “we’ve been at this for two hours already.”

“yeah, sure. i can do a break,” there’s a sudden shift in oikawa’s demeanor. standing up from the desk chair he makes a turn for his bed plopping down face first into his sheets. simultaneously, he let’s out a loud grunt.

“this ‘learning a new language’ thing is incredibly hard,” his voice is muffled by the pillows but you can still her the annoyed pout he has on.

stacking up the basic Spanish books into a pile you let out a light giggle, “yeah, especially when you have added stress on you. what time’s your practice again, tooru?”

“in about,” he looks up at the clock, “...five more hours. why? what’s up, miss (l/n).”

even with his face half covered by his you can see that cunning smirk from across his room. you mock his gesture but with far more ridicule in your grin than his own, “do you really want to play this game?”

shooting up, he excitedly nods as if not even ten minutes ago he wanted nothing more than to give up, “bring it, (y/n).” shooting you a sly wink, a pink hue spreads across your cheeks. you can feel the heat crawl across your face but you push it aside deciding beating oikawa is far more important than what that wink makes you feel.

“how are you, tooru?”

“good. and... you?”

there’s no mispronunciation, and he finds himself puffing up his chest at his small victory.

“excellent! very good, tooru. now, what are some things that you like?”

oikawa knew what you were expecting. a mundane response that the two of you worked on like ‘i like volleyball’ or even ‘i like milk bread’. what you didn’t know is that despite you tutoring him for a few weeks back-to-back, he’s been having his own private lessons with google and youtube.

there’s no doubt in his mind that he likes you. in fact, every time his name rolls off your tongue he gets all flushed. don’t even get him started on how you shift closer to him when you’re reading the textbook aloud and then reiterating the idea back to him.

he can smell your vanilla shampoo and can’t help but imagine how it would be so much easier for you to teach him if you just sat on his lap. he’d get to engulf himself in you and you’re short enough to see pass and focus on the textbook too. it’s a win-win situation. standing up from his sheets, he makes his way towards you.

you expected a practiced answer from oikawa but definitely not, “i like your smile.” and you definitely don’t expect him to continue either, “i like your laugh. i like your face.”

without a second thought, you try to interrupt him. wave of his near confession as if it never happened, but he doesn’t let that happen. in fact, he can’t. so he lays his slender finger back onto your lips, silencing you once again.

he leans in close and you can see every detail on his face. his long, pretty lashes that frame is hazel eyes flawlessly to his delicate lips that with you, always have a smile on them. you can’t help but stare at how pretty he is.

“... and i like you, (y/n).”

you’re quick to respond not allowing yourself to lose this ‘spanish-off’ to someone with far less experience than you.

“you’re lucky you’re cute, tooru.”

tooru doesn’t back off from how close he is to you. in fact, with his next words he finds himself unconsciously doing the opposite. his words come out in a whisper, “so you think i’m cute?”

“yes,” matching his own teasing grin, you give him a wink before finally closing the distance. kissing oikawa tooru is like waking up on christmas morning; exciting and something you were far to eager to do. a warmth spread in your chest and your hands comb through his brown locks while his much larger palms find purchase on your hips.

the two of you stay like that for a while only pulling back when you need air, “and i also think i won.” reminding him of the game he challenged you in, he groans aloud. pulling you down with him in defeat as he throwing himself back on his bed again.

“well... losing never felt so good, miss (l/n).”

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introvert--weeb · 3 years

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Hello :{D I wanted to request a matchup from Haikyuu please! (Lmao sorry I’m new to this )

I’m 20/genderfluid/ 5’5 ^-^

I’m pansexual and INFP

My personality is a mixture of friendliness,down for anything,awkward when it comes to really romantic things but I’m trying my best , very creative *both a bad and good thing at times*, flirty, protective but will let others learn on their own, bad influence with great stories :D okay more like, the” Fireworks Uncle” or “Vodka Aunt” that will babysit and take the kids to concerts and go with them for their first piercings/tattoo and help out with dying their hair or haircuts (will most def shave my hair with you if you want)

My Interests :Art (all kinds even though I’m not too great at it,I still love it ^0^), Skating, collecting Sanrio/anime figurines/skateboards/surfboards, eating grilled cheese sandwiches, partying (before COVID), getting new tattoos, spontaneous trips, learning random trivia,science+marine Biology,beaches,Aliens and sci-fi movies

My appearance: Curvy/plus-size, random tattoos and bunch of stick n pokes, shoulder length curly black hair with two blue strands in front/under cut , septum/multiple piercings on ears/gauges/tongue, between surfer-skater-baggy-thrifted-Adam Sandler aesthetic >:3

THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME REQUEST THIS AND SORRY FOR THE RANT :,D HAVE AN AWESOME DAY AND DON’T FORGET TO DRINK WATER AND GET REST BYEEEEE

Hi! I think you sound cool! ❤️

Now, when it comes to this match up, we are going to be doing this as a post time skip Oikawa! ❤️

I will be matching you with...

(post time skip) Toru Oikawa ❤️

It was entirely by chance that you had met this volleyball star. A case of right place right time. You had decided to visit Argentina for a while, wanting to visit different places throughout the world.

Oikawa had just finished his practice session with the rest of the Argentinian team, wanting nothing more than to visit the local shop before heading to his apartment and sleeping. After all, it had been a long few hours that have left him exhausted. It was as he was reaching for a bottle of water that he accidentally touched your hand that was reaching for the drink next to it.

The male apologised for the awkward moment. He was about to carry on with his day until he noticed how attractive you were. Black hair with dyed blue strands at the front, tattoos peaking through your clothes, and piercings. You may have not been the type the setter would usually go for but now he was questioning whether he actually liked alternative girls.

You waved off the apology before trying your hardest to reply in fluent Spanish. Toru noticed that you were struggling and so had moved his language to English to make it easier on you. He was thankful that he had to learn English as well as Spanish, because it now meant he could talk to you more efficiently.

You were surprised when the male had started speaking English but appreciated it. After all, you wanted to talk to this boy more. So by the drinks of the shop, you both talked about anything that came to mind. At the end, Oikawa had asked you out on a date for the next day and had gained your number. It was a good day.

The first date was spent at a lovely cafe that Oikawa would visit often when he had free time. The whole experience was perfect and you had agreed to go on a second date.

2 months later, you were both in a relationship and everything was perfect. You had moved to Argentina to be with Oikawa and you couldn't be happier.

This relationship was probably the most fun out of the other relationships you had seen. Oikawa would pick you up for surprise trips on his free days, he would even make sure to have your favourite drinks and snacks ready if it will be a long drive.

You both would bond more over your shared love of aliens and sci-fi movies. Movie nights would probably feature films including aliens in some way or another but you don't mind.

Try and convince me that you both wouldn't get matching alien tattoos. I feel like he would want to get it done for ages but you were the one to give him that figurative push that he needed. You had suggested it one morning since you wanted to get tattooed and were a little surprised when he was as excited about an alien tattoo as you were. He would get his on his chest so that his shirt would cover it during games but he could also see it.

His love languages would be gift giving and words of affirmation. Oikawa would love buying you gifts when he travelled for matches, mainly figures he would find in small shops he would pass. The way your eyes would light up when it was presented to you would be enough for his heart to flutter. But he especially adored how you sounded when you told him you loved him. This boy could die happy from that moment!

At the end of the day, this is probably the most fun relationship. Lots of sudden trips and good times! You would support this boy at every volleyball match he had and he would treat you to a date afterwards.

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h1kari · 3 years

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Hellllllo! My name is Natalia. I am apart of the Haikyuu fandom. Here is a list of stuff about me.

I go by she/her pronouns

I am a Sagittarius, tho idk how much that fits. I have really bad adhd and social anxiety but when I am a pretty extroverted person at times. I try to make everyone my friend. I am really really focused on my studies since I have had my parents shoving the importance of it down my throat my whole life. I am also a people pleaser and have a hard time putting myself before others (I am working on it tho). I would also say I am the funny friend cause I use trauma as a coping mechanism🤗. I am again a people pleaser and my few friends mean the world to me so I would probably help them hide a body no questions asked.

I am Italian and Argentinian with brown hair and blue eyes. I am also not confident in myself what so ever. The only thing I like about myself is my eyes cause people’s go to thing to compliment me on is that (although it’s always after I compliment them so it may just be a coincidence). I have fairly curly hair that goes to my shoulders. I am 5’5 and don’t know my weight cause I’m borderlinjng an ED sooo.

I really enjoy clothing and have a vast fashion sense. So I could be wearing a cottage core dress one day then the next a oversized sweatshirt with a collar peeping out and jeans the next. Not so much into like emo, grudge, goth stuff like that tho.

I love acting. It has been a huge part of me for a while. Singing and dancing to. Also when I am bored I like to pick up a new language although I only speak sign language and English fluently (I’m getting pretty good at Spanish tho). I also want to go into the medical field when I am older.

Okay random things. Uhhh my favorite color is yellow, I like reading and writing, and my favorite number is 2. Sorry if this isn’t helpful.

first of all YOU’RE ARGENTINIAN HELL YEA SAME HERE M’AM, ok now yea: i ship you with 🥁🥁🥁oikawa! Aight let’s get to it 😼

So i feel like you’d meet pretty much by chance, like for example, one of you forgets your umbrella on a super rainy day, let’s say that’s you. Except you didn’t ‘forget’ to bring one, you gave yours to one of your friends cuz they themselves didn’t have one (you guys couldn’t share cuz they had to get another route) You were slightly regretting your overly kind gesture while walking down on the pouring rain. Oikawa spots you, he had noticed you before all this tho, he knew how normally good natured you were, your grades, talents, beauty and style hadn’t gone unnoticed either. You’d caught his eye, he just didn’t know how to approach you, yet. As he saw you trying to stay dry, going from shop to shop, he called out to you, waving his umbrella around. You didn’t wanna “bother” as you said but he insisted. So there you were, lightly holding onto tooru’s sleeve while you both walked down the street. Not much time had gone by since oikawa started chatting you up, asking questions, being all popular-star-student charming. You felt calm and appreciated in his presence, like he was genuinely interested, and he was! That rainy day was the exact push he needed to talk to you.

Couple months late and you guys are really close, walking home together, you going to his matches, studying together, shopping together etc. He loved how more extroverted you were now that you were friends friends. He definitely let down his ✨ooh so charming and calm guy✨ mask, i mean- he could still charm your pants off, but around you he was more childish, like when he’a around iwa, yknow? That being said, his team sees his crush a mile away, are you blind or something?? Fr. They’re like god you idiot just ask her out so you can stop fawning over her in secret. You like him too, obviously, but he’s got every girl after him, it just makes you feel icky- like you don’t deserve him, and it’s not like you’d be any different from all the girls after him, right? (NO YOU DUMB BITCH SORRY FOR CALLING YOU A BITCH BUT OFC YOU DESERVE HAPPINESS), then, as you fall for him more and more, you also distance yourself more and more. This leaves oikawa feeling like shit cuz he thought his fliriting and romantic advances were making you uncomfortable so he’s like “got it” all angsty. You guys don’t talk for a while.

Like a week later you have this drama acting show, and dammit of course he’s gonna go! He’s seen you work so hard for it and he knows how passionate you are. Fuck this!! Fuck the uncomfortableness and angst, he just wants to be with you!! He decides, he’ll tell you everything after the show and if you turn him down, he’ll just have to live with it.

You do amazingly, of course, he’s left speechless by your performance and each second he’s more and more eager to see you, actually see you. After the show he finds you, you’re surprised to say the least, but happy to see him again

“What’re you doing he-“

“I have to tell you something”

“...okay”

And so he tells you. He had planned what he’d say but his mind is blank, so he just sputters whatever he’s feeling and he’s felt all this time. You’re like holyshitholyshitholyshit and tell him you feel the same

“I’ve missed you”

(😭)

Aight that was pretty long. bUT now couple shenanigans. You’re both obviously fashion icons, and fashion icon + fashion icon = fashion couple. Ngl sometimes he wants to match outfits w you and you’re like sir-🗿cuz most are pretty cringey, so one birthday of yours he decides to give you a prank like gift, this atrocity:

He jokingly gave you the beast one, and now one of your many inside jokes is “YO-DA”

Another thing, you guys help each other, as all couples should. He’s helped you relax more in terms of studying, telling you it’s okay to take it easy and that he’ll 100% help you to take more stuff off your back. You deserve rest. He’s also helped you become more confident in yourself, putting your needs above other’s wants. He loves how kind you are, but he hates seeing others take advantage of that kindness. OH ALSO you both use humor as a coping mechanism 😍 iwa-chan is very worried.

DATE IDEAS: going to the theatre, you guys get the chance of seeing the ✨arts✨ and you can dress all fancy. You usually go out for dinner at a nice place 😌 also study dates!! He loves bothering you, you just look so cute!! All concentrated!!! Plus it’s a great way to get you to relax more. Sometimes you also teach him languages, he finds it sososo cool that you love learning them, can speak it AND that you’d be patient and willing to teach HIM 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 this mans has heart eyes for you and you only, forever

Hope you liked it!! Have am awesome daynight and thanks for the submission ^^💞💞

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srhlsx · 4 years

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On weekends when there were no games, and when practice got out early enough to make it, you liked to venture into the city square to explore the fresh market. You didn’t always have time to go to the grocery store as much as you’d like to, and this way you also got to interact with the San Juan locals and brush up on your Spanish.

With a huge part of your job being meal planning for the athletes, you liked experimenting with the local foods and coming up with tasty options for them to try. Oikawa trailed along behind you, observing for the most part but also goofing off a little bit here and there. If he wasn’t busy with the club he liked to join you on these food adventures, and you enjoyed the additional company as well.

You were picking through a crate of vegetables when you heard him rustling through one of the bags you had asked him to hold. Looking over your shoulder, you saw Oikawa raising his hand to his mouth with a small bunch of grapes in his grasp. “Hey!” You cried out, swatting at him. “If you keep snacking on my food there won’t be any left for me!”

He smiled as he dodged your hand, stepping back and holding his hand high up in the air to keep you away from taking his snack. “Oh relax, (Y/n).” He teased, continuing to pick off the grapes with his teeth and also managing to keep them out of your reach. “I’ll buy you some more.”

“You’re such a butthead,” You grumbled, turning back to the man running the vegetable stand. You handed over the money you owed, apologizing to him with a roll of your eyes as he bagged up the produce you had selected before handing it over to you with a cheerful grin.

“I haven’t been called a butthead since middle school,” Oikawa laughed, stretching his arms then lacing his hands together to rest behind his head. A faraway look came over his face and he thought more and more about the childish insult you gave him.

“Well, you’re acting like one.” You told him.

He was snooping around the stall you were currently at, his eyes studying everything and trying to translate the words on the small signs. As he reached out a hand to try and study something closer, you quickly slapped it away - making him flinch and wail dramatically. “Wha-“

“Those are nuts - read the sign.” You shook a finger at him, scolding him like a mother would. His eyes widened considerably as he backed away from the stand filled with food that could easily swell his throat shut. “Where would you be without me?”

“Probably lost.” The two of you continued through the market stands, eyeing what was available. “You know, I don’t think I knew how good your Spanish was?”

“It better be,” You snorted as you studied some of the fruit a woman was selling. “I only minored in it in college.”

“Really?” Oikawa seemed surprised at your admission.

“Is that so hard to believe?” You turned from him and asked the woman at the stand a few questions before agreeing and buying some of her produce.

Oikawa went to grab the bag for you and you smiled in thanks. “No,” He started again. “So you minored in Spanish, and then double-majored in Nutrition and kineticology?”

“Kinesiology, Tooru.” You laughed at his mistake. You were reaching the end of the market and moved to sit at the bench Oikawa had motioned towards. “And don’t forget playing soccer on top of it all~”

“Can’t forget that,” He laughed, slinging an arm around the back of the bench the two of you sat on. “Is that why you came here? Because you spoke Spanish?”

You chewed at your lip a little bit, thinking over the question as you looked off in the distance at all the people going about their business in the major square. “I mean, that definitely helped the decision.” You told him. “But there were other factors that pushed me.”

Oikawa turned to look down at you, seeing the thoughtful expression on your face as you continued to watch people walk by and gnaw at the plump skin of your lower lip. It was not lost on him that you were deep in thought, even with the warm sun beating down and the gentle breeze blowing past, your eyes seemed distant and Oikawa was curious about why.

“Factors such as…” He let his voice trail off.

“That’s a little personal, don’t you think?” You turned and grinned at him, letting him know you were only joking but really you fully intended on not going down that route.

“I don’t know,” Oikawa shrugged, getting up from the bench and stretching his back, getting a faraway look on his face until he turned back and focused his brown eyes on you. “These days, it seems like everyone has something they are trying to get away from.”

You slouched a little bit as you gave him a pout, “What are you running from, then?”

“That’s a little personal, don’t you think?” Oikawa repeated, mocking the tone of your voice with a snotty yet teasing look on his face.

You rolled your eyes and stood up, taking his outstretched hand to help. “You jerk,” You swatted at him, the blow landing on his shoulder and making him laugh as he flinched.

After spending the rest of the afternoon wandering around with Oikawa, dipping in and out of stores, you set all your bags down on the floor of your apartment and tossed your mail on the table. You sifted through the junk, random ads for local restaurants and television services, when one envelope in particular caught your attention.

Your name was scrawled across the front in delicate handwriting, the name on the return address making your breath catch in your lungs and choke you a little bit. A sudden rush of heat came over your cheeks and you heard a faint ringing in your ears as you simply stared at the envelope in your hand. You got that overwhelming feeling of emptiness rushing across your body, palms getting sweaty as you shook yourself out of the stupor and flipped it over to open.

The thick card stock slipped out of the envelope easily, embossed lettering in glittery foil caught your attention right away as your eyes read over the words carefully. Save the Date! We’re getting married! Below the announcement was a date and two names, both painfully familiar to you.

You felt the heat of tears stinging at the back of your eyes before you even registered what you were looking at, the memories rushing back to you in an instant.

The bar was dark, smelling of a mix of every type of alcohol you could think of - but only the cheap brands, this it was still a college watering hole after all.

You laughed at something one of your friends had said, bringing your drink up for another sip as you felt a tapping on your shoulder. Turning around, you found a familiar face looking at you with those deep eyes and sideways smirk. Your heart clenched a little and you smiled back brightly.

“You made it!” You called out over the thumping music being played from the corner DJ booth. You put down your drink and handed your darts over to one of your friends, asking them to take your turn for you. Tuning your attention back to the boy waiting for you, you were about to go in for a hug when you stopped yourself.

“(Y/n), this is-” You tried your best to put on your best smile and not let the disappointment show through on your face. As he introduced you to the girl on his arm, your heart broke piece by piece until it almost became hard for you to breathe.

The feeling of being pulled into a crushing hug dragged you out of your trance, you lifted your arms up after a brief hesitation and hugged the girl back. “It is so good to finally meet his best friend! He talks about you all the time!”

You nodded with a smile, responding with the cliche “Hopefully nothing too terrible!”

You knew this was coming. He had told you, warned you, that he was going to bring his new girlfriend to the meet-up because it had been a few weeks of dating and he really wanted you to meet her. Your opinion mattered to him, and if he was getting serious with someone he needed his ‘best girl to approve’.

You would approve. Of course you would. You could tell she was sweet, funny, made the same jokes that you would and laughed when you made them first. When she went to the bathroom he had asked what you thought, and you told him she was great.

As much as it broke you up inside you kept the mask on the outside the best you could. Up until a few hours later, when they said their goodbyes, getting another warm hug from her before parting ways. When the door shut behind them, you felt a hand on your shoulder and looked up to the familiar face of one of your other friends.

She looked down at you with a sad expression, opening her mouth to speak, probably wanting to say something apologetic or reassuring, but you cut her off. “It’s fine,” You said, waving a hand dismissively and swallowing the lump that had been stuck in your throat for most of the night. “He seems happy.”

In your small kitchen, a thousand miles away from that old college bar, you stood with shaking hands looking at the card. They posed together in a loving embrace, his lips on her cheek as she smiled brightly at the camera with her left hand extended to show off the glittering gem that adorned her ring finger. It was a lovely picture and you were sure that had it been literally anyone else, you might’ve smiled warmly and immediately sent them a congratulating text.

However, the feeling of your stomach churning made you let go of the card. As it fluttered back onto the table, you rushed to your kitchen sink and gripped the edge with white knuckles and immediately felt the muscles of your abdomen contract and lurch you forward.

With tears streaming down your face and the sound of your dry heaving echoing in your otherwise silent apartment, you felt your heart break into pieces all over again.

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wafflesandkruge · 4 years

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Why Stay? (IwaOi)

Summary: After graduation, Hajime moved to Argentina with Oikawa because...maybe, just maybe, his friend would finally understand. But months go by, and it's not until Oikawa decides to crash at his place again due to a drunken pity party that they finally talk about what's between them.

WC: 2.1k

A/N: This seems completely out of left field but uh here y’all go, proof I still know how to write. A commission for @kamistrife! Thank you so much for letting me write about one of my favorite idiots to lovers pairings of all time!

Hajime had barely closed the front door behind him when his phone started buzzing. He sighed and gazed longingly at the couch. His job as an interpreter often had him working odd hours to accommodate different time zones, and there was nothing more he wanted in that moment than to take a nap. He swore to god, if it was Oikawa calling him for the seventh time asking to borrow toilet paper–

He pulled out his phone and was surprised to see it was one of Oikawa’s teammates. They didn’t call him much unless it was about– a sick feeling started growing in the pit of his stomach. He answered the call.

“Is he okay?” he demanded in Spanish.

“What?” Antonio’s tone was taken aback. In the background, loud music and raucous laughter could be heard. “Oikawa? He’s fine. Just–”

“Iwa-chan!” a familiar voice screeched into the phone. “Did you buy the puppies I asked you to?!”

Hajime took a deep breath and counted to five. He could do this. He could handle drunk Oikawa. He didn’t desperately need sleep. “Oikawa, where are you right now?”

“Where? Uh, Antonio’s place. Where are we, Antonio?” he shouted in Japanese. There was a loud shuffle and scuff. Thankfully, Antonio had grabbed the phone.

“Uh...yeah. I think he’s cursing me in Japanese right now, it’s actually kind of scary. We’re having a small party and I think he had a few too many. Can you pick him up? I would send him home in a taxi but he’s not speaking Spanish right now for some reason.”

Hajime briefly considered just leaving Oikawa to fend for himself as a lesson. But only briefly. He wouldn’t want to inflict that upon poor Antonio, who had been nothing but nice to him since the day they met. “I’m on it. What’s your address?”

Antonio rattled it off and Hajime was in a taxi not five minutes later.

Throughout the ride, he regularly pinched himself to keep the gentle jolting of the car from lulling him to sleep. Outside, San Juan was still very much awake and it passed by in vibrant flashes of light, dancing, and music. Hajime had always thought the city suited Oikawa a little too much, and tonight would be no exception.

Antonio lived in one of the nicer parts of the city where most homes had high walls around them to deter curious passersby. Probably a necessity when they were considered local celebrities. Hajime studied each house the taxi drove past, wondering why Oikawa hadn’t chosen to live in a house like those. Their apartments were decent, but much worse than what Oikawa could afford with his salary. Hajime had lost count of the times the two of them had stepped out of the building lobby, only to be mobbed with fans demanding pictures and autographs. If Hajime’s finances weren’t so tight, he’d consider moving out here too, if only to finally get some peace and quiet.

It was easy to spot which house was Antonio’s. People spilled freely onto the street from the front gate, laughing and dancing. For a “small party,” it was still more than Hajime and his tired brain could put up with at the moment. He asked the driver to wait, then got out of the car and steeled himself. He could do this.

The first person he recognized was Hector, another of Oikawa’s roommates. He was from Madrid, which meant half the time Hajime couldn’t interpret his Spanish. Especially not when he was slurring his words together as he wrapped Hajime in a big hug and kissed both his cheeks. “Haji! Missed you!”

“Missed you too,” Hajime said as he tried to push the frankly massive man back so he could breathe. “Do you know where Oikawa is?”

“Tooru? Inside, maybe. Stay! Have fun with us!”

Hajime laughed and shook his head. “Not tonight. I’m just here to drag Oikawa’s drunk ass home.”

“Ah, makes sense.”

At that moment, someone pulled at Hector, so they hastily bid their goodbyes. Hajime walked up the open front door, wondering how he was going to find Oikawa in the crowd of people. Thankfully, he didn’t have to wonder long.

“IWA-CHAN!” A familiar weight crashed into him and he barely avoided falling backwards. “ANTONIO SAID YOU WERE COMING BUT I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!”

Hajime patted his friend’s shoulder awkwardly. Oikawa’s hair was askew and his face flushed. The joggers he’d seen Oikawa leave in this morning had been replaced by jeans and a t-shirt which did nothing to hide the lean muscles of his arms as he wrapped them around Hajime’s chest.

“Sorry about this,” Antonio apologized as he emerged from behind Oikawa. “I turned my back for one second and he somehow found the top-shelf stuff I usually keep hidden.”

Hajime ducked his head. “Sorry for his behavior. I’ll drag him home and make sure he’s okay.”

Antonio waved his apology away. “Don’t worry about it. He’s too tough on himself already. Give me a call when he’s sobered up, okay?”

Hajime nodded and continued apologizing as he dragged Oikawa from the house and into the waiting car.

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“Come on,” Hajime huffed as he bodily dragged Oikawa towards his apartment door. “Where are your keys?”

“I don’t know,” Oikawa whined, dragging out the last syllable. “You’d really leave me drunk and alone in my apartment? What if someone takes advantage of me?”

“Who would hate themselves that much?” he grumbled as he unlocked the door to his own apartment. He’d thought the night would come down to this. Luckily, he’d gotten used to keeping extra blankets and pillows in a closet. He adjusted Oikawa’s arm that was slung over his shoulders before stepping inside.

He dumped Oikawa unceremoniously on the worn couch. No doubt he’d wake up sore, but he deserved it this time. Oikawa made a noise of protest and chucked a pillow at him. He missed by five feet. Hajime gave him an unimpressed look and headed off to the kitchen. He still hadn’t had dinner, and no doubt Oikawa needed something.

He opened his fridge and sighed. Leftovers it was. He took out the container and popped it into the microwave, then went to fill up a glass of water for Oikawa. He’d become so used to Oikawa’s nights out that this had almost become routine to him– dragging his drunk ass back to his place, giving him water and blankets, having him hog the shower–

“Iwa?”

“Yeah?” He shut off the tap and moved over to the microwave. Oikawa probably needed something solid in his stomach too. He reached up and pulled a packet of instant ramen from a cabinet.

“Why did you stay with me?”

Hajime froze, almost dropping a pot on his toes. He tried to keep his voice steady, praying Oikawa wasn’t asking what he thought he was. “What?”

Oikawa’s voice was quiet. Pained, even. “Why didn’t you leave? Why come to Argentina because I was throwing myself a pity party for not going pro before Kageyama?”

Hajime twisted the faucet and started filling the pot. The rush of water gave him time to think, to piece together an answer that would throw Oikawa off.

“Because we’re best friends, dumbass. We’ve been together since we were kids.” Even he himself could hear the feebleness of his words. He slammed the pot down on the stove a little too loudly.

“Shoyo and Tobio-chan are best friends, but you don’t see Tobio-chan in Brazil.” The kitchen was unbearably hot and stuffy as Hajime switched on the stove. He shoved open a window, but the muggy night air didn’t do anything to cool him down. He glanced out the kitchen’s sliding doors. Oikawa had switched on the tv, but the volume was muted. He was swaddled in blankets and curled into a little ball, eyes staring but not seeing. His next words were quiet. “I wish you left.”

Hajime scowled, panic gone. Oikawa always was an ass when he got drunk. He snatched the glass of water off the counter and brought it out to the living room, making sure to set the glass of water on the coffee table instead of “accidentally” tripping and spilling it on Oikawa’s face. His friend didn’t even seem to notice him, his eyes still glued to the silent tv program.

“You were the one leaving. Why did you want me to leave?” And do you still want me gone? Hajime’s last question died in his throat. He stared at his best friend of almost twenty years, silently begging for an answer

Oikawa was uncharacteristically quiet for once. Minutes ticked by on Hajime’s Godzilla clock he’d brought from Japan. Finally, Oikawa spoke. “I wanted to get over things,” he said, voice hollow. “Nationals. Kageyama.”

Hajime sighed and rubbed his face with his hands. This whole situation was going to give him grey hairs. “That’s it? I don’t see why you’d need me to leave for you to get–”

“You. I needed to get over you.” This time, his voice was barely more than a whisper. Hajime’s head snapped up. Oikawa’s face was pale, the flush of alcohol gone. He stared back at Hajime, his eyes trying to convey something Hajime couldn’t quite understand.

He blinked uncomprehendingly. “Me?”

“Yeah. You.”

Did Oikawa– No, that couldn’t be. Hajime was sure this was all some huge misunderstanding, the universe making him the butt of the joke once again. Was he always bound to have his heart broken by Oikawa?

“I don’t- I don’t understand–”

“Of course you don’t,” Oikawa snarled. His timidness evaporated as he kicked off his blankets. “You’re Iwaizumi Hajime, Mr. Gruff with a heart of gold who gives anyone and everyone a moment of his time, but is too dense to notice that his ‘best friend,’” he spat mockingly while making air quotes with his fingers, “has been in love with him for the past ten years!”

They stared at each other in complete silence. Oikawa’s chest was heaving, his eyes wet. Hajime couldn’t breathe. His mind was blank. He took a step forward, extended an arm, trying to–

“No. Get out, Iwa,” Oikawa whispered. He seemed to visibly wilt as he curled up on the couch and pulled the blanket over his head. Hajime reminded himself to breathe as he stared at the tips of Oikawa’s dumb hair that peeked out from the edge of the blanket. This idiot-

He lowered himself onto the side of the couch near Oikawa’s feet. The other man instantly kicked him. “I said, get out.”

Hajime ignored him and focused very hard on getting his next words right. “I stayed because I thought maybe...after ten years, you’d finally notice me.”

He wasn’t sure if he was imagining it, but he felt...lighter somehow as the burden of the secret he’d been carrying for almost half his life was lifted. There was rustling from the other side of the couch as Oikawa sat up suddenly. “Say that again.”

Hajime scowled. “You heard me. You’re a dumbass for not figuring it out earlier. God, I thought I was so obvious and you were just being nice-”

“You...like me?” Hajime’s heart twisted as he looked at his best friend. Oikawa’s eyes were childishly wide, his glasses askew and hair wild. How could someone be so smart yet so oblivious?

“Somehow. Now–”

Oikawa was suddenly inches from his face. “Say it again,” he demanded.

“Being drunk doesn’t make you deaf,” Hajime sighed. “I...like you. There. Is that good enough?”

A blinding smile lit up Oikawa’s face. He leaned forward until they were breath to breath. Hajime’s breath hitched as he looked into Oikawa’s brown eyes. “Then can you...make me a bowl of ramen?”

He leaned back laughing. Hajime chucked a pillow at him. Stupid idiot. “Fine. I’m spitting in it though, you can count on that.”

Oikawa got comfortable on the couch and Hajime walked back to the kitchen, a little unsteady. It seemed strange that everything looked exactly the same even though everything had changed. The water he’d left on the stove was boiling away. He dumped in the ramen and chopped some green onions, the way Oikawa liked it.

When he got back to the living room with the steaming bowl of noodles, Oikawa was already passed out on the couch. He sighed. Did Oikawa think Hajime was his mother or something? But still, he removed Oikawa’s glasses and made sure he had enough blankets.

After a quick shower (in which there was much overthinking and internal screaming), Hajime dragged out a spare futon to the living room and got under the covers. Just to make sure Oikawa didn’t die overnight, he told himself.

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Tooru woke up with a splitting headache and a sore neck. He didn’t see what he’d done so wrong to deserve these inconveniences. But he supposed it was worth it when he turned his head and found Iwaizumi asleep on a futon nearby. Once again, he’d stayed.

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hanafarook · 3 years

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Koi No Yokan

Chapter: 16.

"Tango Of The Present"

I tossed my phone to the side and hit the bed, and just as sleep came to me, so did those strange Oikawa dreams.

Nearly half of the next day I spent in anticipation of meeting Oikawa again. I didn't think it would be that bad but then again, I wasn't sure what to expect either and the not expecting part was getting on my nerves. What kind of a person could he have become? I knew from yesterday's match, his style and gameplay was on another level, to have become a naturalized citizen of the country he did not belong to….that must've been something, to give his blood, sweat and tears for all these years for a dream that seemed so elusive. I felt overwhelmed again because I considered myself a spectator, a passerby in his life but even then, in a very strange way, he mattered to me.

I fussed about what to wear for a good 15 minutes before realizing that I only came with a limited amount of clothing and that I would have to make do with one of them.

Yeah, All that fussing is so pointless.Jeans and a shirt, that'll have to do.

I left my hotel room, grabbed a taxi and headed straight for Café Del Mar. Thankfully, the taxi driver knew where it was and I didn't have to struggle with the directions.

Nice character development, Thanks Oikawa!

It was a beachside café and he was sitting outside under the shade of an emerald green umbrella, wearing a casual white t-shirt and jeans. I knew because of the game last night and the nature of my work, everything about him including his face was a buzz in my head. So today I took my own moment to study his features before meeting him.

Oikawa…. Had still retained a lot of his boyish charm, like a flower boy of a drama series but his features like his voice had grown to have more depth and maturity. The soft brown hair that sideswept outwards still remained as well, catching the light of the late afternoon sun as his eyes looked to be trailing along the beach. If Oikawa still had fangirls, I wouldn't be surprised. He looked to be as charming as he was in high school, if it were possible maybe even more.

"Kirei-chan… you came" Oikawa had a big smile on his face when he saw.

"I came…I told you, I would" I said taking my seat, smiling back at him.

Goodness, this is still awkward .

"What a relief! Thought I would have to miss seeing your pretty face again"

I almost choked,

Oh…that was smooth, so… Oikawa's back? Eh?

"I know right? it would have been a shame to miss yours as well, it's always prettier in person".

Well, if we're gonna go that way then let's go that way… whichever way we're heading.

Oikawa smirked slightly, "How was yesterday's game? what did you think about the serves …?

"Yesterday's game was amazing, I loved every bit of it and your serves were cool too"

"Just cool? what's that one word you used to use?"

"Oika-wow..?"

"Yeahhhhh that one, aren't you gonna say it was Oika-wow? "

"Yeah……. that….Oika-wow sounded nice when you were in your youth"

"What do you mean... if I was in my youth? I have more fangirls now then I did"

"Oh is that so….Oika-san? It feels like you have lesser of them then you did in high school"

"Breaking my heart now kirei-chan"

"Nothing a good glass of ice cold Cola can't fix" I said, shaking a tall glass full of ice cold coke with a smile.

"I don't know…... if it's broken by someone as pretty as you Kirei-chan than I rather have it remain broken or have you fix it up"

Ay, so we really are going that way

Now it was my turn to smirk, "looks like Argentina didn't just teach you volleyball Oikawa-san"

Oikawa shrugged, "you can learn a lot but it's pointless if there's no one to practice with", although I knew he said the words in response to my earlier statement, there was an air of seriousness behind it.

"how have you been…? How have you really been?

Oikawa turned his head, looking over the waters across the road towards the beach.

"....alone...? I came to Buenos Aires, straight after Seijoh and it was a stark contrast to everything back at home, warm and welcoming as it was but felt lonely all at the same time"

I followed his gaze to the shoreline where the sunlight seemed to have been dancing on the surface of the water making it glitter and shimmer.

"it must've been really hard"

"It was hard because there wasn't just one thing to consider but several other things as well"

"I know what you mean…"

"I left a big piece of my heart back in Miyagi and I think it'll always be there"

"It will....Maybe like a buried treasure somewhere, someone might find and return it back to you"

"has someone ever told you, you play very very well with words"

"yeah….you- just now".

"-but also you with volleyball as it is already established"

"Since that is established I'd say with hearts!" oikawa announced

"ah really?"

"Toruuu" I heard a man call him out from the other side, waving enthusiastically.

Oikawa waved back, "Tell me, have you seen any of the city yet?"

"I haven't"

"luckily, you got yourself a tour guide right here"

"That guy?"

"What? No, he's my teammate. I was talking about ME"

"You? Are you volunteering to be my tour guide?"

"Yes I am"

"Aren't you busy… you know playing with hearts? As you mentioned…maybe I should ask your Teammate there, what a handsome tour guide he would be"

Oikawa pouted, "Are pretty setters not your thing?"

"depends on how good pretty setters are also at being the best tour guides"

"Kirei-chan…...You're in for a ride with Oikawa Tooru and I'll make sure every moment from now is a moment you will remember"

"okay…" I said getting up from my chair.

"w-w-where are you going?" Oikawa asked, shocked.

"Wasting no time in making sure that every moment is worth remembering and I'd like to do it with you, since you've so graciously offered," I said challengingly, raising an eyebrow and smirking at him.

"You need to stop hitting on me, you know?"

"Can't guarantee that " I said smiling over my shoulder with an air of nonchalance, walking away

"Kirei-chaaaaan, my heart is too fragile f….stop making it go doki-doki" Oikawa yelled, jogging to join me as the skies were only beginning to change to a more pink and orange-ish hue.

The next four days with Oikawa were a chaotic blur but luckily for me and (maybe him) we had lots of photographic memories of it, from a very random karaoke night to a day at Museo Nacional de Bellas Artesa where Oikawa proceeded to make as many puns as possible and I was trying my best not to slap my rolled up Buenos Aires tour book at the back of his head)

We also ended up accidentally at the cemetery (for the rich and famous) most of which resulted in me making terrible dead people jokes) and Oikawa dying out of ….I couldn't say if it was embarrassment or fear of ghosts but whatever it was, I had fun. We went to the San Telmo market brought quite a few random knick knacks after Oikawa's decent Spanish haggling tricks, I watched him play volleyball on the beach (again) and surprisingly also got to play with him much to my embarrassment and his amusement, Oikawa probably knew I hadn't a cell of athletics anywhere in my body and now he'd seen it too and then we learned how to tango and ended up random dancing at a street party which was.....an experience in itself.

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ohmythatoikawaboy · 7 years

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@nadjamuller-blog I’m gonna be replying at your comments in the same post haha

nadjamuller-blog said: MY BOY! He is so beautiful and of course Tsukishima is so smart sometimes it scares me. Let’s take a minute to appreciate Osamu he looks so good in here

Yeah, Tsukki is really smart! I was surprised to see he had thought about that possibility, but at the same time I got angry at myself because OF COURSE TSUKKI WOULD CONSIDER THAT POSSIBILITY. I think he still takes advantage of the fact that he’s almost invisible for many players to do stuff like this. He’s sooooo good! (Also, bless Osamu.)

nadjamuller-blog said: Let me tell you something I was on the bus when I decided to check your and I Immediately closed the app because I didn’t want any spoilers (I was so excited too I wasn’t expecting a chapter today) so I went to read the chapter and just wow I haven’t been this excited reading a chapter for a while now I was just so happy and everything with Noya I wanted to cry and then cry of happiness and yell when Tsukki appeared then I remember I was on the bus and I couldn’t

nadjamuller-blog said: I couldn’t just scream out of nowhere so I was just being really expressive while holding all of my happiness. I wonder if the guy behind me thought “what is happening to her? ” Then when I finished reading it I went back to your blog and I love your commentary so much I couldn’t stop smiling I’m sure that at one point I laughed out loud, thank you<3! I really needed this today!

For real! This was a really good chapter! And I’m glad it made you happy and helped you a bit ;3;

nadjamuller-blog said: I thought the same thing hahaha! I just looked to the window and started asking myself why can’t Osamu have a beautiful panel. Then I looked down at my phone and I see a tiny Osamu drinking water he is so cute

I get that Atsumu is the star of this match but come on, Furudate, they’re twins!! They deserve the same amount of attention! I am lowkey waiting for the anime because I hope the animators will pay the same amount of attention for both twins (and we’ll get some really beautiful Osamu). I really really hope animators pay attention to him.

(I also hope animators make a sexy Osamu drinking, like they did with Oikawa lmao)

nadjamuller-blog said: We are going to see Oikawa don’t worry how is Furudate not going to show one of the most popular characters I think we will see him (along with Iwa I really miss him too along with Oikwa T-T) in a critical point of the match and then everyone will scream of excitement

I hope so! At least Furudate keeps on drawing him for promotional pictures, so maybe that’s a sign that he will come back? And it would be cruel to see everyone in Seijoh except for Oikawa and Iwaizumi! (when I talk about Oikawa I assume Iwaizumi will appear with him, that’s why I don’t mention him haha but I also want to see him!). Maybe Oikawa and Iwaizumi might appear during the third set against Inarizaki? I really want to see them again ;;

nadjamuller-blog said: For some reason this reminded me of Mr.Burns from the simpson, but not his english voice, the latin spanish one

I THOUGHT THE SAME THING OMG (but not the Latin Spanish one in my case, the Spain Spanish lmao)

#replies #nadjamuller-blog #long post #haikyuu #haikyuu spoilers

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squishylotus · 7 years

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Distances Plot Pre-Draft

I thought you might find it funny to read the pre-draft for Distances. Basically, it’s plot points, dialogue bits, and notes to self. It’s step 2 of my writing process (which I can write about if you’re interested, let me know) I literally just copy-pasted it in so it has all the typos all the weird stuff, and the old order (I ended up changing a fair amount of stuff as I was writing) I knew it would end up being a longer fic than I had intended (I was aiming for about 7,000?) because just the plot is over 2,000 words long lol

Alright here we go!

Plot to the bokuaka story in your sketchbook that is literally fading away:

Akaashi CK bokuaka with background iwaoi and maybe matsuhana

Bokuto is at a resort in Hawaii with the Japanese Volleyball team following a difficult training camp Akaashi is the drop dead gorgeous guy that Bokuto gets a huge crush on They find out they live relatively close to each other back in Japan The volleyball team gets on Bokuto's case, particularly Oikawa but that's because he's deflecting

DAY 1 OF 8

Akaashi's stay is 2 weeks long, it's the beginning of his second week when the volleyball team arrives for their 1 week vacation (that Oikawa surprise booked for them as team captain) Bokuto first sees him at the beach when the team is at the beach bar after unpacking their suitcases He can't say shit, he just openly stares. Akaashi probably sees him but doesn't really think about it or make it obvious. Oikawa teases Bokuto plenty. He doesn't see him for the rest of the day

DAY 2 OF 8

Next he sees him at the pool. Akaashi is an excellent swimmer. Insert classic ladder scene at the foot of Bokuto's chair. He shakes his hair and some of the water lands on Bokuto and he mutters a quiet sorry before walking away and Bokuto is like. Oh. I. I gotta. I have to say something (but he cant yet lol) He pesters a few people around him and someone from the team gives him a line in spanish and like. they're in hawaii and he's p sure akaashi's shirt label was in Japanese but he's not creepy, okay? He's gonna make this work!

DAY 3 OF 8

They finally talk at breakfast the next day, Bokuto is a super early riser so he's usually the first one there but some guys from the team wanted to go for a run around the resort so he's there at more normal human hours today and there! he! is! Bokuto gets to use his line. Akaashi is flattered (he goes to resorts every year, knows a lil bit of spanish for it) They are at the breakfast buffet on either side of it, bond over a love of breakfast meats, share tips. Bokuto gets called over by his team who cant see that he's finally talking to his crush. Bokuto quickly says 'lets meet on the beach later!!' Akaashi smiles a small but powerful!! smile and goes with his plate to sit outside. Bokuto takes that as a yes, has to like fan himself for a minute before sitting with the team and telling them everything.

Akaashi goes to the beach, gets a drink and wanders around. He walks with his feet in the water away from the resort, and walks back when he realizes Bokuto won't be in that direction. Upon his return, he sees a group at the volleyball net, Bokuto included. He walks over calmly. They take off their overshirts to reveal matching volleyball jerseys for the Japanese national team (because theyre fuckin extra like that, and a few of them think it'll help them score. It probably does tbh) They want to play 6 on 6 but they're missing a setter (the entire team isnt here, just the people who wanted to come. People like Kageyama and Ushijima stayed behind to practice more, thinking this trip was a waste of time)

Makki is about to volunteer to do it when Akaashi (who approached without any of them noticing) speaks up. 'I'm a setter' or 'I can set' Bokuto is over the moon!!! The team is trying to be good about it but they clearly have doubts. They basically divide the team in who wants to be set to by Oikawa and who wants the challenge of someone they think won't be very good. (so like Yaku is playing as a wing spiker on Akaashi's side even though he's the libero because otherwise they'll still be one person short) They divide into shirts/skins and Bokuto wants to volunteer their side for skins because ulterior motives, but he's halfway through his exclamation and the other side is already stripped. They're doing this to make sure Akaashi is comfortable but Akaashi kind of just rolls his eyes (unseen by anyone but Bokuto, which signals to Bokuto that Akaashi is comfortable with his body, which is a good thing for Bokuto to know)

So of course Akaashi sets brilliantly. The surprise factor for the other side, along with how great Bokuto and Akaashi suddenly work together, is enough to make them win a set, and by then the other side is already getting a sunburn so they stop. Oikawa marches to the net and demands to know Akaashi's play history. Akaashi calmly states that he played for Shinzen and Bokuto went to Fukurodani? They're very impressed because it's hard to set for so many synchronized attacks. Akaashi is in the team's inner circle now basically. They invite him to join them for supper (to help Bokuto and his massive crush out especially)

Subplot Time!!

So far Oikawa has seemed pretty distracted except for when they were playing volleyball. He keeps looking around like he's searching for something or someone and it's driving the team nuts, more so than Bokuto's crushing. They finally corner him after he takes even longer than usual getting ready for supper. It turns out that Iwaizumi his childhood friend works at the resort and he's been trying to find him so they could be reunited! They talk on facebook back in Japan but Oikawa has his phone on airplane mode so he hasn't been able to contact him this whole time and he forgot to ask in what department Iwaizumi works, etc. He tells them to go on without him.

They all show up for supper looking pretty spiffy. Akaashi is already there ofc looking amazing. Fem-cut shirt, pants that look sort of like a skirt, all in black, very androgynous. Bokuto is possibly even more taken? They have a nice night with the team. Oikawa shows up late but with Iwaizumi in tow, causing a great ruckus. They all drink and laugh and have way too much to eat and most of the team goes dancing after but Bokuto only has eyes for Akaashi so they split from the group and head off to one of the bars on the resort to keep chatting.

(The chunk that goes here is still in your sketchbook)

Ok dont be chicken here it is:

They walk on the beach back to Akaashi's room. He invites Bokuto in. They do it with the lights on, very romantic. Akaashi is still stuffed, Bokuto too tbh. Akaashi is totally the type to have brought a toy in his suitcase so he is already ready for Bokuto from the night before while Bokuto litterally jamed 3 boxes of condoms in his suitcase and has a handful of fresh ones in his pocket lol Akaashi: did you think you'd get with lots of people? Bokuto, blushing probably: I only want to get with you tho (this is super cheesy but probably still totally happens lol) They're not even tipsy, they never were actually drunk, there is very clear consent (tag it enthusiastic consent)

DAY 4 OF 8

The next morning, they have sex again. V nice, all soft, glowing in the sunrise (leave me alone) Bokuto lost his shirt somewhere between the bar and the room (he finds it later with the team, it's hilarious) so he borrows one of Akaashi's. (also later, Akaashi tries on the national jersey and looks great in it, it fits like a crop top)

They hang out with the team, Akaashi makes friends, the iwaoi subplot continues in the background. They play pool games. Akaashi doesnt think Bokuto can lift him on his shoulders but he totally can, although they get toppled almost immediately. They go dancing with the team and Iwaizumi that night. OFC Akaashi can dance really well lol Iwaizumi attemps to infuse Oikawa with some semblance of rhythm. Some spotlight on the few straight players lol Halfway through, Mattsun shows up, he's working at the discotheque that night. Makki: *lands eyes on him* *mouth hangs open as Mattsun walks away* *to iwaizumi* Is he?? Can I?? *wild hand motions*Iwaizumi: nods, laughs out a yeah as Makki rushes in Mattsun's direction, disappearing in the crowd. Akaashi walks with the group until they get to his building and he kisses Bokuto goodbye. Bokuto is too smitten to mind that they won't sleep together.

DAY 5 OF 8

Akaashi is a little bit like a cat and at first Bokuto is dejected about it, but the team pulls him out of it. He's worried he won't see him again now that they've had sex but it's not the impression he had of Akaashi. They can't text because of their phone plans and he looks around for him but can't find him. They meet up around supper and it turns out that Akaashi was at the spa all day. He really is sorry for forgetting to tell Bokuto about it the day before. They have supper separately from everyone else and talk about personal habits and needs and it goes really well. Bokuto invites him up to his room then remembers that it's a mess, but it doesn't matter. (this is when Akaashi tries on the jersey)

DAY 6 OF 8

This is the last day of any vacation that truly feels like a vacation tbh

It's the time where everyone thinks ok, what's the things I said I would do that I haven't done yet? They probably go on a fieldtrip, Akaashi to a local art place or something, they venture off-resort.

DAY 7 OF 8

It's Saturday, Iwaizumi has the day off, this is the peak of the iwaoi subplot. Deal with the MatsuHana subplot too, maybe. Start thinking about the return, about volleyball, about the rest of the team in Japan. Bokuto and Akaashi spend some time together, some time apart. Bokuto gets an earful of the iwaoi subplot from Oikawa. Maybe gives advice? Who knows.

This is also the day to insert sunset sex on the beach lol Akaashi is still mostly clothed. They almost get spotted but it's dusk, theyre backlit and the guard thinks it's just a rock or something. They lay there really still and burd out laughing once he walks away.

DAY 8 OF 8

The day goes as a last day goes, last swim, getting ready, having to leave the room, waiting with your luggage and a final drink. Akaashi is on the same bus to the airport as the team, but not the same plane seeing as he is with a different airline (definitely in first class tho) Iwaoi goodbyes, bokuaka goodbyes (exchanging numbers and addresses) Makki doesn't think Mattsun will come but it turns out he overslept, he rushes in at the last minute and lifts Makki off the ground. Bokuto and Akaashi kiss one last time before Bokuto has to cross the gate.

Flash forward to the Olympic qualifiers, Team Japan kicking ass, Akaashi cheering uncharacteristically loudly, Bokuto looking up from the court with love in his eyes. Akaashi sticking around after the win to give Bokuto a few tosses before they go celebrate with the team.

#resort au #im not tagging this with more stuff because i dont want just anyone to see this but it's ok to reblog if you want to

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come-on-shitty-boys · 3 years

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// fatherhood headcannons //

Characters: Kozume Kenma / Akaashi Keiji / Oikawa Tooru

Request: Heyyy merry xmas (if you celebrate it) can I request kenma fatherhood hcs I saw you other ones before and it was so cute (and maybe him having a daughter )

Warnings: some swearing

Word Count: 1.8K (~550 a piece)

Notes: bokuto with stretch marks. That’s all. That’s the note.

Kozume Kenma:

Oof how to put this nicely . . .

He was terrible. Absolute t r a s h during the pregnancy. And it wasn’t on purpose. He wasn’t just sitting there purposefully dismissing your aches and hormone-induced cries. Kenma just didn’t know that it was actually a big deal. He didn’t know that you were genuinely in serious amounts of discomfort.

You would say that your back was hurting and he’d be like, “yeah, mine too.” Which is v a l i d. He has videos to edit, so he spends a lot of time hunched over his desk, but you’re also carrying a child. H I S C H I L D so he could stand to be a little more sympathetic.

Morning sickness? He’s not about to be there to hold your hair back. He’s still fast asleep. Probably didn’t even know that you weren’t feeling well. Kenma isn’t a total jerk about it. He does care about you! I need to make that clear. He does care. He’ll ask you if you’re feeling better when you mention that you were sick earlier that day, ask if you need anything from the store, etc etc.

It’s really more or less the fact that he’s going to be a dad in less than nine months hasn’t fully set in?? He knows that you’re pregnant. He’s been there for the ultrasounds. He’s heard the heartbeat. He knows that there will be a baby, but it’s like his brain hasn’t processed that it’s his baby yet.

And it doesn’t fully hit him until you wake him up in the night, hitting his shoulder frantically, saying that something doesn’t feel right and in his sleepy haze he can only think to ask-

“Is the baby okay?”

bitch i don’t know that’s the problem

But he’s out of bed faster than you are, practically shoving shoes on your feet to get you out the door and into the car. pspsps there was no problem just l a b o r

Kenma didn’t cry when the baby arrived, honestly he didn’t even make any moves to hold his little girl when you offered her out to him. He was just so in awe? He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. She was so tiny and he was so scared that he might break her if he tried to hold her.

It takes him awhile to settle into the whole fatherhood thing, but once he gets it, he gets it. He becomes some kind of expert multitasker. He’s got the guys on discord through his headset, heating up formula, daughter strapped to his chest with one of those baby holders, ready to get back to gaming with his little girl right there.

She makes a few guest appearances during his streams, because she’ll start crying, wanting attention or to be fed, which brings him to sitting at his desk, bouncing his baby on his lap, continuing on with his stream like it’s the most normal thing in the world, watching as his chat blows up with people obsessing over how cute his daughter is.

Akaashi Keiji

I’m sure this a shock to everyone, but Akaashi is fucking clueless. He was an only child and his best friend is the youngest? He never really had to think about babies before.

He tries to research, but he gets so caught up in, ‘Is this a credible source? Can I trust what they’re telling me?’ that he learns absolutely nothing. Like he knows all of the actual science behind what’s happening, but he has no idea how to take care of a baby. What kind of diapers are the best? Should you breastfeed or would formula be the better option? How quickly should you be trying to teach them things like speech or walking?

Lucky for Akaashi, when his female co-workers, especially the ones who were mothers themselves, found out the exciting news that Akaashi was expecting a baby with you they were giving him every piece of advice under the sun. “You need to establish a sleep routine! It’ll take a while, but the baby will get it eventually!” “I know they say that you shouldn’t run to your baby every single time they cry, but that’s actually really harmful for their psyche in the long run.” “Make sure to play lots of classical music, especially early on. It helps with development!”

When it comes to you, he’s pretty hit or miss? He’s observant! Absolutely! But, he’s not really sure how to help you when you’re feeling insecure about your body or scared that you’re not going to be a good parent. He can tell you that you’re beautiful or that everything will be okay, but it never fails to make the situation worse because, “You’re my husband. You have to say that.”

The hormones. They do be throwing hands with him smh

Akaashi spent the entire last two months of your pregnancy baby proofing the entire house. If you wanted a glass of milk, it took you nearly 10 minutes. You know he means well, but he definitely went a little overboard.

He used to give your forehead a kiss every morning before he left for work, but now Keiji will lean in to kiss your forehead before squatting down to place a kiss on your stomach

He also helps you get ready in the morning. Your range of motion definitely isn’t what it used to be now that you have a baby bump, so he’s more than willing to help you tie your shoes or hook your bra if you need him to.

PANICKED BOY DURING DELIVERY

Everything that he was told just left his brain and he suddenly forgot everything that he had been told. He was holding onto your hand just as tightly as you were holding onto his, but he’s trying his best for your sake.

But the first moment that he sees his little baby all swaddled up in that blanket, you swear that you’ve never seen Akaashi’s eyes so wide and his face so blank. It’s like you could see the gears turning in his head, trying to process everything that just happened.

He’s absolutely silent. He doesn’t say a single word or make any noise when he finally has the opportunity to hold his son for the first time. He can do nothing but stare. It’s really a sight to see. The two best things in your life just staring at one another with absolute wonder.

Akaashi takes his baby’s development very seriously. He wants his son to be just as smart as the both of you some day, so he takes it upon himself to read to his son before every single nap.

Poor Keiji has read Green Eggs and Ham more times than he would like to admit.

Oikawa Tooru

Now listen. I know we all want to give him shit, but my god is he the only one who knows what the hell is going on

He has a sister who has been through this whole pregnancy thing at least once. He’s not helpless. He knows how to take care of a kid. Oikawa Tooru can rock a baby to sleep faster than you can say Seijoh. He’s just that good.

Tooru bought you the ugliest pair of sneakers when your feet started to swell and your other sneakers started to get uncomfy, but god damn they were the best pair of shoes that you ever put on your feet. Well, that he put on your feet. It’s kind of difficult to put shoes on when there’s a uh . . . big ol’ bump in the way.

He frequently talks to your stomach in Spanish and has already given the little bean a nickname to match the Spanish one he gave you. He also hums little songs while he rubs your stomach ugh lots of sweet vibes from oikawa

And it’s literally because his sister sent him P A R A G R A P H S just to tell him how to take care of you while you were pregnant. All of these little things that he never would have thought of like getting one of those grabber things so you didn’t have to bend over so much or keeping snacks and anything you could possibly be craving on a low shelf so you didn’t hurt yourself climbing for the bag of pretzels.

While Tooru loves you and would do anything for you, he absolutely refuses to rub your feet. Do not even bother asking. He will turn up his nose and look at you like you’ve lost your mind.

He’s always telling his teammates about you and how big you’ve gotten, what size his little baby is, what names he was thinking about. Ah it’s so cute. He invites some of them over to help him put together the nursery, asking them if they prefer the elephants or the bears? Should they choose yellow or maybe a nice grey?

When it came to the actual delivery of the baby, he was so calm??? Like?? Unnervingly calm? He just held your hand, running his other hand over your head, pushing your hair back, reminding you to breathe just like he had practiced with you, telling you that you’re doing so well, that it will all be over and worth it soon.

And it really was. Seeing his face light up with the most adoring smile that you had ever seen as he took his little one into his arms was one of the most beautiful sights you had ever seen. He was absolutely in love and all it took was one little look and he was already cooing and making silly faces.

But those goofy faces and cute voices were just to mask the tears that had welled in his eyes at finally being able to hold the most beautiful thing on the planet. He never thought he’d get to be a dad, settling down was something that had always seemed so distant and strange to him until he met you. And yet, here he was. A full-fledged dad, on the verge of sobbing as he held onto his first-born as if his entire universe would crumble if he looked away for even a second.

Please don’t even get me started on when his kiddo wrapped their hand around his finger. SOBBED. He’s gone. Absolutely bawling his eyes out.

Ugh i could go on forever about dad!oikawa he’d just be so 10/10

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