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beann-e · 2 years

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“ you look pretty like this “ his voice came out low enough to rival the drumming of your heartbeat. The whistles of the wind only adding to your anxiety in the moment.

Eyes darting anywhere but his in fear of him taking back his compliment when he saw your face. “ ‘ tsumu I’m crying my ass off right now because I fucked up dinner and we’re gonna fucking starve how in the hell do I look pretty right now “

“ we can order take out “ you pouted as he spoke a large smile on his face “ this’ll be the third night in a row “

“ and? we eat good everytime don’t we ? “ he smiled softly “ ‘eat so good we both pass out on the couch huh “

You moved away from him as he tried to pull you into his chest. The fight for you to escape a difficult one that you ultimately ended up losing. “ ‘tsuma “ you cried out into his chest in a whine

“ y/n “ he whined back hand moving to rub up and down your back as he felt his t shirt starting to get stained a small smile on his face when he finally heard you cry.

He didn’t know why but he felt that you had a harsh couple of days. You hadn’t told him anything , hadn’t done anything severely different , hadn’t screamed or talked to him in a different way he just…. Felt it.

You were his other half you completed him and when you were broken he was broken.

“ yknow baby— my spikes at practice have been off the last couple of days and me and the guys haven’t been able to explain why but “ you cried harder knowing you affected him so much “ after seeing you struggle this hard by yourself I think I finally see why”

He sighed as he rested his chin atop your head “ you can’t keep fighting your demons by yourself my love” voice going low in a whisper “ even if you talk to the stupid cat you talked me into buying — you can still vent to something ok “ he sighed “ or even someone —.

He moved to lift up your chin with his finger “ maybe me ? Next time “ forcing you to look up at him wiping the tears that fell before running his thumb over your lips he could tell you’d been biting at as a source of relief for your anxiety “ baby “

It saddened him to see how much you’d been struggling on your own and he didn’t know. Seeing how much you’d disappointed him making you only cry harder as you looked away shoving your head back into his chest “ y/n why didn’t you tell me it had gotten this bad “

“ I didn’t — “

“ yknow how much I hate it when you suffer by yourself “ he shook his head “ we’re a team remember— we’re ‘tsumu and y/n — my name doesn’t sound right without yours baby “

Your hand gripping fistfuls of his shirt “ you don’t have to tell me what it is wether it’s studying , schoolwork , a bad day at work , or even something as dumb as forgetting to put gas in the tank before I take the car in the morning “ he swallowed “ but just know I’m here for you even if you don’t want to talk “

He moved to kiss your forehead “ I’ll be your emotional support when you don’t have one “ he bent down to pick up your cat smooshing the animal in your face “ we’ll both listen “

The cat letting out a small meow at the action “ see — we promise“

#haikyuu #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x s/o #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #msby atsumu #atsumu angst #haikyu atsumu #atsumu x reader #atsumu scenarios #atsumu x you #atsumu headcanons #haikyuu atsumu #haikyū!!#haikyu x y/n #haikyu x you #haikyuu x imagines

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kazenomegaminowanpisu · 2 years

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Haikyuu boys walking in your room during online class

Warning:none

feat: Hinata, bokuto, kageyama, oikawa

a/n: Hope you like it some haikyuu fans✨😊

Hinata

—he will got stunned for a moment.

—he will Nervously looked at you, and at the same time you teacher start asking, "who is that at you back?"

—he slam the door and leave, that made you apologize a lot to your teacher and your classmates.

Bokuto

—will got surprised, of course.

—he will approach to you, and he will look closely at the camera, "Oh hi!, I am y/n boyfriend"

—your classmates were like "nice to meet you too" bokuto starts talking about himself and of course about your relationship.

Kageyama

—holding a milk, *sip* *sip*

—he will enter the room lay down on the side.

—and he will look at you while taking your class.

—after that cuddles.

Oikawa

—"Hi babe what are you doing"

—he knew that you were on your online class but he kept flirting with you.

—the teacher told you to stop doing it.

—but oikawa kept going, he started Kiss your face.

—that made you close your laptop And give you his attention.

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x s/o #haikyuu Canons #hinata x reader #kageyama x reader #oikawa x reader #bokuto x reader #kazenomegaminowanpisu #hannaemeraldwhitedragon

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kurohoely · 2 years

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“In that dream, the two of us were actually happy”

#haikyuu angst #haikyuu x yn #jel.rants #the dream was bad #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x s/o

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strawberriipi · 9 months

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Thinking about how

Timeskip Kuroo would come home to you, take off his tie, unbutton the first few buttons of his dress shirt and go up behind you while you're preparing dinner (or wtv you're doing hehe), wrap his arms around your waist and kiss your jaw.

"I missed you today, baby..."

His breath on your neck as he nuzzles his face into your familiar warmth.

He takes your hand in his larger one and kisses it. Along with your knuckles and wrist, admiring you like he does everyday.

#i love him so much istg #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo x reader #kuroo fluff #haikyuu kuroo #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x gender neutral reader #he's quite literally the loml #i want him :')#imagine being his s/O♥︎

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heartsoji · 1 year

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i am writing this post to discuss yet another very serious matter.

some of you guys have created kenma to be this like uwu gamer discord kitten but he's NOT. like for ex, you say "ur so cute, kenma!" HE WOULD NOT *blushes* "y-y-you're cuter.. and i like you more than my games btw" LIKE NO. he'd prob have a slight rosy tint to his ears and go, "what the hell are you talking about now? you sound like kuro, girl-version." and then you'd be all offended but then he'd gaze at you with love in his eyes and give you a chuckle and a peck, followed by maybe a motion to sit in his lap as he games, or a flirtatious comment whispered in your ear if he was feeling extra brave that day. going hand-in-hand with my "kenma would not call his s/o pudding or kitten" thing, he probs wouldn't be one for pet names. sorry to shatter your dreams, but he'd just call you by name. kenma is stoic. kenma is collected. kenma is calm. kenma is quick to retaliate. kenma is defensive. kenma is sarcastic. kenma is the nicest bitch you'll ever meet. (or the meanest kind person, if you prefer that instead) kenma is not "UWUWU I LOVE MY SWEET KITTEN MORE THAN MY G-G-G-GAMES" like STOP it's EMBARRASSING. MEETING CLOSED ONCE AGAIN.

#i should make this a series lol #go check out the “kenma wouldn't call his s/o kitten and DEFFF not pudding” thing i did #haikyuu kenma x reader #hq kenma #kenma scenario #kenma kozume x reader #kenma x reader #kenma fluff #kenma imagine #hq kenma x reader #haikyuu x reader #kuroo #haikyuu kuroo #kuroo tetsuro

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rinsaint · 2 years

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“CAN YOU SEND ME 100 DOLLARS PRANK”

⁰⁰¹ cw. Mentioning of drugs but nothing serious!!

⁰⁰² characters. USHIJIMA, SUNA, BOKUTO.

⁰⁰³ authors note. This is my first ever smau !! i wanted to try it out and try something diff other than writing and i think it turned out good !!

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI:

SUNA RINTAROU:

BOKUTO KOUTAROU:

#i definitely feel like ushijim calls his s/o ‘hun’ or ‘darling’#**ushijima #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #suna fluff #suna x reader #suna rintaro x reader #suna smau #suna rintarou fluff #ushijima x reader #ushijima fluff #ushijima smau #bokuto kotaro x reader #bokuto x reader #bokuto fluff #bokuto smau #hq fluff #hq x reader #hq smau

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revasserium · 10 months

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can i rq kags trying to plan how to propose to you,,

bullets cause im lazy today u__u

kageyama proposing to u at the tokyo olympics lets gO:

physically going to bookstores/libraries to do research bc once he heard a story from one of his senpai that a guy ruined his own proposal bc his s/o looked at his internet search history -- so suddenly, you're wondering why he's spending all this time "going to the library" and for a hot sec you wonder if he's cheating but after one (1) quick chat with suga and daichi, they shut that thought down with that promise that it is so, so not that

spends weeks, nay months, pausing at every single jewelry store he passes by; he's late to practice (only by a few minutes!!!) enough times that his coach starts asking questions; his answers are always vague and blushy, that is until hoshiumi lets it slip that he's probably planning on proposing; after which coach suzaku starts to loudly discuss with his assistant coach the various jewelers that he'd used when he'd proposed to his own wife

actually makes a pinterest account bc yachi said that a lot of ppl put their "dream wedding" inspo boards on there, but he was so overwhelmed by the interface and navigation that he immediately deleted his account afterwards

almost has a heart attack when he looks up how much traditional wedding dresses costs and this, everyone, is how he ends up agreeing to being spokesperson for power curry (bc endorsements are so damn lucrative)

gives oikawa a straight up heart attack when he gets a text at ass oclock in the morning of tobio asking him how (HYPOTHETICALLY SPEAKING) if he were to propose (again, HYPOTHETICALLY), how he'd do it bc... well, oikawa's always been good at flirting and stuff right? right.

let it never be said that kageyama tobio doesn't at least try to do his research

ofc hinata is his sounding board; it's a terrible idea but at least hinata is super! fucking! supportive! and! excited! and sure, kageyama has threatened him within LITERALLY an inch of his life if hinata let it slip and ruined the surprise bc okay, it'd be pretty cool to propose to you the at the fucking tokyo olympics. but what if he japan doesn't win?

and sure he has to call kuroo to pull way too many strings to set it up but... that's what people like right? big sweeping gestures? and if he has to suffer through half an hour of kuroo's teasing, then so be it. he's suffered worse.

but when the time comes, just before he gets up onto the podium (and sure, 2nd place isn't 1st place, but getting a silver medal at the olympics his 2nd year running is still pretty damn amazing!!!), he finds himself strangely breathless -- and he knows that it's just nerves and that somehow it feels bigger than setting up for a service ace against france, bigger than even getting up on that podium to begin with --

he can see you standing courtside, tears already in your eyes, and he hopes that you have no idea (you have no idea, truly); when he looks at you with the barest inkling of a smile, you blink, you pause, your whole body going still. the area around him quiets, the cheers and screaming of the crowd droning out to barely a buzz in the background. the confused faces of the argentinian team nothing more than a blur as kuroo hands him the microphone with a wink

"uhm -- sorry everyone, but uh -- there's just something i'd like to say before i accept my medal... uhm..." he turns to you and you've already got your hands over your mouth, looking bewildered; he chuckles, digging in his pocket and nearly dropping the mic -- scattered laughter, some of the closest fans are already cheering some of his personal fans are crying but who can blame them rly --

"i know it's not the gold medal i promised you but..." he pulls out the ring and gets down on one knee "this is gold, i made sure, and... i was wondering if you'd accept it anyway," and he sounds so sincere, his voice a little stiff but so, so soft, and you're vaulting over the barricades, almost tripping on your mad sprint towards him, nodding and crying and tipping into his arms even before he can stand up properly

"yes, yes, yes -- oh my god, how long were you planning for this?!" and he's laughing and kissing you and shakily slipping the ring onto your finger and kissing you again and the entire stadium is screaming, his teammates are all clapping, the french team is a little miffed at having their moment stolen, but most of them are smiling anyways; he clears his throat and bows to the different representatives all waiting for him to finish before dropping another kiss onto your cheek, "i'll tell you about it later, okay? i've got a medal ceremony to finish."

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starrykites · 2 years

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we need more chubby y/ns!! we need more poc y/ns!! we need more y/ns that arent just females!! we need more y/ns that arent just super skinny blonde white girls!!

#bucky barnes x y/n #wanda x y/n #mha x y/n #haikyuu x y/n #eddie munson x y/n #x reader #f/o x s/i #bucky x reader #marvel #reader insert #lgbt #female reader #chubby reader #poc representation #poc reader #plus size reader

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atsumwah · 1 year

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y/n : your smile? it makes my day ♡

oikawa : your happiness? i live for that ♡

iwaizumi : a room? please get one.

#idiots in love♡#haikyuu incorrect quotes #oikawa incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #oikawa x reader #hq oikawa #oikawa imagine #oikawa tooru #oikawa x you #haikyuu x you #i feel like iwaizumi is the constant receiver of oikawa being obnoxiously sweet w his s/o #or you being obnoxiously sweet to kawaa #hehe

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idlerin · 11 months

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nonsense — bonus: unsent letter #1

[n/n],

i know i don’t deserve to call you that anymore, but it’s one of the only things i can keep doing to feel as if i was still close to you. as if you were still my [n/n], my [name].

i don’t deserve you. i know and it’s pathetic, it’s all my fault. i don’t deserve the time, the effort and the love you gave me. it’s cowardly, the way i’m writing a letter that you would never be able to read anyways. again, i am a coward, and an asshole, and a jerk and admitting all that will not make my mistakes any lighter.

i thought of you today again— while i was in a meeting with these directors and producers and it was all so surreal working on bigger projects that i couldn’t help but think about that time when we drove off to that picnic grove when you held my hand and you said one day i would get everything that i ever dreamed of because i was one of “those people” and that it was only natural, and i only laughed and kissed your cheek because at that time you looked so irrationally cute and i was convinced you’d be here to see these goals of mine come true, but now, without you to celebrate these things with me made me feel kind of empty inside haha.

i remembered that you told me that day too that you would love to receive handwritten letters since you watched it in historical romance movies and thought that it was sweet and romantic for someone to do. i regret only doing it when i can’t give it to you anymore without worrying about crossing boundaries.

boundaries i caused myself. i really am very selfish, and you should be with someone who is less selfish that would be better for you than i could ever be and yet if i had the chance or choice for you to not enter my life in the first place i would and could never choose to do so cause i would never i could never ever stay away from you.

ironic as how that’s what i’m trying to do now, but if i was really staying away then you wouldn’t be on my mind all the time.

cause if time would turn back to before we met but i could still recall all the things that happen in the future. before you started tutoring takeru, before you had the courage to give me your gift, before you approached me.

i would seek you out first, and i’d try to make things better that time around.

i’d try to make myself better for you.

but it’s too late for that now.

i miss you

i love you

i miss you

yours, truly

tooru

series masterlist | chapter one

nonsense ! an oikawa tooru social media au

synopsis. you were oikawa tooru’s #1 fan, until you became his #1 hater. you hated him so much you went viral on twitter (accidentally) and literally became known as “the oikawa tooru hater”, doesn’t help that he keeps fueling the fire by subtweeting you. everyone is all in for this new drama. what isn’t known to the public, is that this particular drama’s been on hold for three years (him being your ex and all).

a/n — the demons prevailed also bOO make things better THIS time around boi ! (he does but wtv tbf hes very sad this was like uhm a month after he moved) also i uhm forgot which chapter i mentioned that oikawa wrote her letters but i wrote it on the fun facts lol

anyways lets all sing 🎵 the letter i received from u 2 weeks ago i noticed a comma in the middle of a phrase, it changed the meaning 🎶

#haikyuu #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu smau #hq x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #hq #oikawa tooru #oikawa tooru x you #haikyuu angst #— nonsense.#hes so down bad #yk theyre like the trope when u think u love ur so more than they love u but its like the ither way around #s/o*#other*

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crybaby-writings · 4 months

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my fictional others as "my girl can wear whatever she wants because" tweets

"my girl can wear whatever she wants cause i can fight" : OROCHIMARU

"my girl can wear whatever she wants cus im scared of her" : KOZUME KENMA, HANGE ZOE

"my girl can wear whatever she wants because shes a hoe and i knew that before we started dating" : BUDDHA, GETO SUGURU

all three : RAN HAITANI, LEONA KINGSCHOLAR, LA SQUADRA, BEELZEBUB

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beann-e · 2 years

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Can you please please please write atsumu with a reader that bakes when reader is stressed?

“ ok baking soda , sugar , vanilla extract— did I need vanilla extract— never mind that I “ your head somehow magically still screwed onto your moving body.

Mind running a thousand miles a minute as you tried hard to finally get this—

What was this ?

What were you making

Huh

Wait

Ok no back on track you were making a pie yes a pie that … somehow needed baking soda ok yeah this is no good “ fuck “ you yelled “ it’s everything— I just — I can’t keep— “

You shook your head trying to reel yourself back into the sense of focus that you’d had earlier which seemed to be going well enough that you were able to drown out the sound of the door lock clicking open.

Squeaky new sneakers that he’d just bought you and himself tracking in dirt and tshirt holding sweat from the gym not even 1 hour ago into the foyer. Exhaustion following behind him similar to a ghost as he ventured into the house further.

Finally slipping off his shoes and putting on his slippers he took the small step into the hallway listening to the nonstop mumbles that were leaving the kitchen before sighing softly.

He understood your anxiety about everything that’s been happening lately youd had no choice but to own up to it and shoulder it like you’ve done your whole life with everything else.

You worked hard and were never appreciated but, atsumu was here now this ‘ baking ‘ , if that’s what you could call it , wasn’t necessary. He took a deep breathe and tried to prepare himself , though extremely tired , to try to calm you down “ y/n baby I’m bac—oh my go—what the hell is going on in my kitchen “

His mouth fell open as his eyes widened footsteps falling silent as he turned the corner into the kitchen making eye contact with 4 eggs that’d been lying idle and cracked near the sink

2 more if you count the ones he saw peeking from their hiding spot behind the toaster a second ago before they escaped and rolled onto the floor in a horrible attempt to obviously getaway from this monstrosity you were making.

“ the damn eggs don’t even wanna contribute baby “ Sugar all over his floor and flour decorating his fridge handle “lord I swear ‘ya always do it ‘to me on my hardest days “ duffle bag dropping and closing his eyes and squeezing them

“ y/n “ he spoke softly taking a deep breathe with closed eyes he couldn’t — no he didn’t have the energy right now to look at the obvious bakery like state of his house right now

“ y/n “

No response body still moving around the kitchen with urgency “ y/fucking/ n “ he spoke your head finally snapping back as you let your mind turn gears finally figuring out that atsumu had finally came home from his 2 week volleyball stay.

“ oh my god “ you mumbled “ I was trying to beat you — I wanted to beat you and get done here—before you got here “ you nearly cried “ I’ve been — I was practing all day today trying to make you a dessert and I — “

Ignoring you his face lit up in confusion “ the fuck is this ? “ he spit “ huh ? — Halloweens not for another month baby — “ eyes wandering over his walls as he finally opened them “ and trust me one step inside this hell shop from anyone and you’ll win first place of fucking y/ntober “

Mouth moving up in a bit of a snarl trying to let his frustration go as you spoke “ I — wasn’t — look my mind is just “ you huffed” I just wanted to bake for you “

“ well you married the wrong fucking brother because “ he let out a breathy sigh “ I don’t own a fucking bakery y/n I only have a house to offer you not a fucking ruin it with 14 fucking desserts and then sit and eat fucking chocolate dipped strawberries while we sit in sticky egg yolk and kiss y/n “

“ I know I was just “

“ you were just stressed baby “ he spoke pleading with you using his eyes to look at you trying to convey what his body couldn’t “ you were just stressed “

“ I was maybe — yes but that’s because “

“ because nothing y/n — nothing should make you this crazy baby — nothing and whatever it is you should stop giving it attenti—- “

“ it’s you — ‘ tsumu you make me this crazy “ you shook your head “ you’ve been gone for a week and all I’ve been able to do is clean and clean and clean I haven’t been able to go to our favorite restaurants because you weren’t here to help make up my mind when I’m stuck between two choices “

You looked at the floor “ I haven’t even been able to sleep until I get a text from you at an ungodly hour because the time zones are so different —couldn’t even check that you’re ok —it took you over 4 hours to respond to me everyday “

His face falling at your words “ I understand that baby really I do but I just “ he sighed “ this baking baby — what ? What can we do about it because “ he motioned around the kitchen allowing you to finally take in what you’d done

“ you’re not good at it” he scoffed “ and our house can not take much more assault to it. This will be the third time this month I’ve called the fire department y/n… one of those days I was literally pregame before a match —- little pissing —-“ he spoke quietly and softly locked eyes with you “ in..London “

“ I— it’s how I cope ‘tsumu “

“ and I get that really I do— I kinda wish you could cope like me and set volleyballs but hey— everyone’s gotta different thing huh“

He smiled as he walked over to you slowly taking the spatula out of you hand and waving it in your face “ I mean you’re using a goddamn spatula to wisk cake mix come on y/n “

You looked away as he lifted your chin up to face him “ don’t feel shy to call me when you’re struggling “ he sighed “ I know I may not pick up and I hate that I wanna be there for you always anytime everyday but — I can’t “ he frowned

“ I just can’t my job doesn’t allow me baby “ your eyes closing as you felt his face getting closer with a whisper “ but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t drop any fucking thing for you baby— you need me that bad call my coach — you’re crying alone in the bed because you miss my warmth tape a picture of me to the pillow “

He kissed the tip of your nose “ if you can’t choose what to eat for dinner put a poll on your insta story if you need someone’s help that badly , wanna go out but got anxious to drive on the highway play some music and imagine I’m sitting right there guiding you through it “

Soft kisses being peppered across your hairline “ I understand you get stressed baby —and maybe I add to the cause because I’m not here — or because yer alone and work is hard—thinking is a lot more work then people think it is “

He smiled in a kiss against your forehead “ ‘nd I don’t blame yer—but— you gotta find a correct way to deal with stress —yoga baby I’ll do it with you — how about —actually “

His mind lighting up along with his face “ ‘m so fucking smart— If baking is what will help you with your stress let’s do it “

His smile growing even wider “ I’ll ask that stupid idiot ‘samu to give us lessons every Saturday baby ? Hmm how’s that sound that way you can properly learn— don’t wanna come home to an anxious mess again wanna actually eat something ok “

Him watching as your eyes lit up in happiness. Your mouth moving before your brain and pulling him into a kiss. The softness leaving as heat intruded in on the sweet moment his hands dropping down to your waist as he pressed his lips harder into yours.

Tongue coming out to swipe across your lips for access which you granted letting him pick you up by your thighs and drop you on the bed down the hall.

Letting him enjoy what he’d missed for the last two weeks ignoring the smoke that filled your home and alarms going off

Right now if you two burned in a fire created from your bakery experiment he’d be happy because your praise of him being the smartest man in the world for allowing you to actually learn how to bake properly made him ignore the fact that the fire department was probably on their way for the 3rd time this week

*I hope it was ok I haven’t reread it or edited it ! *

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kazenomegaminowanpisu · 2 years

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How haikyuu characters would be when their sick

Warning: it's just sfw and kinda fluff

Feat: tsukishima, Hinata, Bokuto

—Will tell you "I'm ok!" Even if his not.

—He will insist that he was ok, he will not drink his med, cause he doesn't like the taste.

—he stood up and will show you that he was ok.

—But still he end up laying down to bed, can't even stand up.

—"Please take a good care of me?"

Hinata

—He will be emotional for the whole time.

—"wait am I going to die?!!"

—Start panicking for the whole minute.

—He will not let go your hand until your tell that he will not going to die, cause its just fever.

—he will calm down, will lay down to bed, and hold your hand until he falls asleep.

Bokuto

—He will not notice that he had a fever.

—"wait I had what?"

—when you told him to lay down, he obey you.

—He will not asked if you were good at it.

—He just wanted to watch took care of him while he was in sick days.

#Haikyuu Canons #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x s/o #Hinata x reader #Tsukishima x reader #bokuto x reader #kazenomegaminowanpisu #hannaemeraldwhitedragon #writing #anime

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strawberrykake · 2 years

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When he pulls the “not saying ‘ily’ back” prank pt.2

but with a twist…

—image reads: “i love you, i love you, don’t cry”

warnings/notes: requested, cursing, marriage relationships, angst, long reading (GLHF), fluff/comfort, pregnancy (Bokuto), eating (Boktuo)

part 1, part 3

nishinoya, oikawa, bokuto (afab!reader)

♢ nishinoya ☄. *. ⋆

Nishinoya had been frantic throughout the morning when he realized he lost the ring

You tried to calm him down but he would just exasperatedly sigh and explain the urgency of this situation, that the “token” of your love is not to be toyed with

which is very hypocritical of him to say for what he’s about to do

He had gone to Hinata’s house to look for the ring and called you to say that he hadn’t found it

“Love you, babe” you whisper into the call, something you both do when the call is about to end

You wait for Nishonoya’s response

5 seconds in, there is silence on the other end

you pull your phone away to look at the screen

He hung up??

what the hell…

you dial his phone again, only for it to reach his ‘trolly’ voicemail: “hello? hellO? Haha just kidding this is a voicemail” *click*

You slump down on the chair you sat on, thinking

maybe his phone died

But that thought is erased when you receive a text from him “coming home soon ;)”

this motherfucker…

you rapidly tap on your screen, delivering a message to him

“babe”, “why did you hang up so fast?”

mere seconds later, he sends an emoji: “🤷‍♂️”

you wanted to send him a bunch of texts “What do you mean 🤷‍♂️??” “Why didn’tyou say ily back?” “Are you busy with your other girlfriend?”

being frustrated, you decide not to reply to him

what is his deal?

Maybe I’m just overreacting? you wonder

An hour later, your husband arrives, entering the door quietly

You sat on the same living room sofa, arms crossed and eyes closed, but not asleep

“Honey,” his voice whispers lowly.

You don’t budge so he moves closer to you, tapping your shoulder lightly.

“Hmmph,” you grunt, opening your eyes but facing away.

He gasps. “A-are you mad at me?” His heart races, thinking what he’s done.

oh, the prank!!!! he forgot about the trick he pulled earlier, not saying ily back

It was all a prank, because he had lied when he said he didn’t find the ring.

He wanted to surprise you with the ring and tons of gifts he bought along with it, to celebrate this moment, showing you how much he loves you

When you continue to ignore him, he starts getting anxious, falling to your knees.

“Babe, look! I found the ring!” he says, making you whip your head to him holding out his left hand with that exact wedding band.

Finally getting your attention, he smiles and brings his bag of gifts.

“A-and I got you flowers, chocolates, a fruit bowl (your favorite)…ooh! and this teddy bear, and…” he stops mid-sentence, looking back at you.

You remain quiet, watching as he moves closer to leave a kiss on your cheek.

“And this, too,” he says, his own cheeks turning red as he leans over you, not breaking eye contact.

He tries to read your expression when you grab his face and bring him closer to finally kiss him on the lips.

“What’r all these gifts for, it’s not Valentine’s day,” you mutter against his lips.

“I love you,” he finally says.

Hearing those words from him made you realize how stupid you were for doubting him

Of course he does! Why else would he look so depressed once he found out he lost the ring? Why else would he spend the rest of his time buying your favorite things?

Feeling overwhelmed with emotion, tears begin to roll down your cheeks.

“Sorry, I got mad,” you whisper, sniffing.

Noya’s expression changes to worry. “No! I’m sorry for the prank! It was bad timing!” He hugs you, softly patting your hair.

You continue to sniffle against his shoulders.

“Babe,” he pulls back, looking into your eyes, wiping tears away with his thumbs. “I love you, I love you, please don’t cry,” he whispers.

Despite your infinite tears and continuing sobs, you nod.

He spends the rest of the day tending to you, giving you his undivided attention

Not skipping a beat to say “i love you” every 5 minutes paired with some kisses

Even when you say you’re just going to the bathroom, he’d say it again.

He’d say it over and over again until his last breath.

♢ oikawa ☄. *. ⋆

it was the 12th year anniversary of when Oikawa first asked you out

but he probably doesn’t remember things like that, now that you’re a married couple.

In fact, it felt like any other day (that’s what he wanted you to think)

except for one thing

“Okay, I’m off to my meeting, honey,” he chirps, giving you a chaste kiss before walking off to the door

“Alright, hun, drive safe. Love you lots,” you reply, chopping some vegetables in the kitchen.

…should you tell him?

He usually replies with a “I love you more” and one last parting hug, never failing to bring butterflies emerge in your stomach

But for some reason—you wish you knew—he doesn’t, which makes your knife movements come to a stop

huh? you turn your head to the sound of the closed door. He just left with no other words.

Whatever. It’s whatever, you try to pay no mind to it, going back to your vegetables.

You spend the rest of the day cleaning the house, vacuuming the carpeted floor, dusting shelves, etc all while quietly reminiscing your high school days in Seijoh with Oikawa.

When suddenly a breathless Tooru basically breaks open your door, making you jolt.

“Honey, I’m so sorry, I’m late. I was not expecting traffic! Phew, Anyways…”

Your husband had his hands full of bags, one clutching a string attached to a heart shaped balloon.

“You went…shopping?” You ask, cutting him off mid-sentence, not exactly catching onto his words.

“Oh, right!” He drops everything, moving towards you to hug you first and foremost. “Happy 12 years of being my official lover,” he finally says, all giddy.

“Huh?” he remembered????? Your head spins from the confusion. Is this why he was acting all cold in the morning?

“Surprise, babe,” he smiles.

“S-so, you didn’t forget to say I love you?” you ask, shyly, wondering if he’ll think it’s a lame thing to hold on to.

“Of course I didn’t, sweetie,” he chuckles and moves a hair strand behind your left ear, before placing a lingering kiss on your forehead. “I love you,” he whispers against your skin.

“Now, gimme a sec,” he says, going back to the bags of stuff to pull out a long navy velvet box.

Meanwhile, you felt absolutely touched by his actions

The fact that he’d go through all the trouble to gift you all the things you love, but also to commemorate a moment you thought was trivial at first

You felt guilty for not making an effort for this special day, tears pricking at your eyes

You bite your lip to stop it from quivering

As your husband turns around to give you the special gift box, he notices your saddened expression

“I love you, I love you, please don’t cry~” he says, bringing you in a bear hug as he rubs his cheek against yours. “It was a prank.”

“That’s not why I’m crying, Tooru,” you sniff. “I’m just so happy you remembered all of it.”

He smiles, hugging you tighter and placing his lips on your forehead

“How could I forget,” he whispers, almost to himself.

That only fueled the fire, making your tears pool and little whimpers escape your lips.

“I’m s-sorry, I never said a-anything, I n-never prepared anything,” you hiccup, apologizing guiltily.

You should’ve just told him, instead of thinking of the special occasion to yourself so you could celebrate and plan a special evening together

“Hey, hey, hey. You don’t have to worry about it,” he consoles you, grabbing your stained cheeks to look deeply in your wet eyes.

“Enough with that crying,” he mutters.

Your husband leans down, placing a couple of kisses on your pouty lips, making you calm a little.

Truly, he could never forget any of your firsts together

You sat together, your right leg resting on his left as he holds you close and wipes your tears away, talking about the old days

the first time he saw you, the first time he asked you out, the first time you said your ‘i love you’s

“It’s also the first day we said ‘i love you’ after so many years and years of pining over…me. You finally shot your shot.”

“Shut up, Oikawa. You confessed first,” you say, chuckling.

“Hey, there’s my smile.” He widely grins, catching your smile.

He tugs on your pink ears before pulling out the velvet box he had thrown to the side while consoling you.

“Now, if you don’t let me put this necklace on you, I’m gonna regift it to my nephew to give it to his little girlfriend.”

You laugh and turn around, allowing him to slowly adorn your neck with a jewelry, before placing a loving kiss on your neck.

A calming silence washes over the room as you rest against his broad chest.

Before you could open your mouth, he beats you to your words.

“I love you, more.”

♢ bokuto ☄. *. ⋆

It was another early morning when your husband, Koutarou had to go to work.

“You sure you don’t want me to make you breakfast?” you ask your husband who’s wrapping a watch around his wrist.

Despite being pregnant, you always insisted on cooking for him, even though he’d reject the offer

“It’s alright. I gotta go early anyways, I’ll just pick something up on the way. Thank you.” He slips on his shoes.

“Bye-bye, Kou. Love you” with a hand on the door, you lean up to kiss him.

he ducks his head to kiss you back. “Mmkay, see you later, honey. Lo—” he pauses, an idea popping into his head

a bad idea

He coughs into his hand, hiding a mischievous grin. “Bye!” he squeaks, leaving before you could retort

What the—

His strange behavior leaves you questioning things, especially your relationship

Maybe it’s the crazy horomones, being in your second trimester of your pregnancy.

You felt a little more grumpier than usual

You grunt, deep in thought, as you sat back down on the couch to watch some television

You tried to focus

But through a couple of episodes, as your eyes watched the animations on the screen, your head was elsewhere

Why did he stop? Is he having second thoughts on us? Because I’m pregnant now? I knew it, he was scared all along. I bet he’s on his way to ‘get milk’ right now—

Your thoughts were interrupted by the swing of the door, entering a smiling Bokuto

“Guess what, baby?” he holds out two brown paper bag, one looked like a Mcdonalds bag and another looked like a grocery bag.

“I brought breakfast!” he speeds over to the coffee table in front of you and displays everything he got.

From your fav Mcdonalds order to some baby food.

“Baby food?” you raise an eyebrow.

“Well, the kid’s gotta eat too right? Since they’re practically grown…in your belly…by now…” the last part of his sentence incoherent, he grabs a french fry and bites it in half, offering you another in his free hand.

You shake your head. “W-what about work?”

“I’m taking a vacation today,” he takes another salty stick and plops it into his mouth.

Gosh, he totally forgot about the little stunt he pulled earlier, you think to yourself

You sigh, both out of exasperation and relief

It was really cute how he thought of both you and the baby

You were wrong for doubting him

Sliding down on the floor next to him, you bring his head to yours, touching foreheads

The action makes him place a fry down, mouth still chewing on one.

“You alright, love?” he quietly asks, voice now filled with concern.

You nod, but with the way you furrow your eyebrows and bite your bottom lip, makes him think otherwise

The idea pops back into his head as he tries to think of what made you look so upset

“Oh,” he only says, before wiping his hands on his pants to dust off the salt on his fingers.

Your eyes begin to well up, thinking about how lucky you are to have such a caring husband and father of your children

F-ck you, horomones

“I love you, I love you, please don’t cry~” his own tears welling up. “I was totally kidding, babe. I was just trying to prank you and forgot to say how much I love you right after that!

“I’m sowwy,” he says, pouting, resting his chin on your head.

“Bokuto, you’re fine,” you say between sniffs. “I’m just really grateful to have you.”

You pull away to look up into his golden orbs, only guilt can be seen in them.

“Hey, Kou?” You cup your hands around his face, using your thumb to wipe off the excess salt lingering on the side of his mouth.

He hums a response.

“I love you, too!” Your words create an inevitable smile on his face.

You point to your own lips, leaning forward

and he chuckles, receiving your message and giving you a long kiss.

“You taste like fries,” you say after the kiss.

He laughs, back to his cheerful disposition.

“C’mon, love. You haven’t eaten breakfast yet,” he feeds you a french fry before opening one of the baby foods.

“Kou, what are you doing with that?” You ask as the owl-headed man looks around the table for a spare spoon.

“Oh! Like I said, the baby needs to eat,” he points to your stomach.

Ohmygodilovehim

“Um…” you laugh as you try to explain to your clueless husband why the baby doesn’t need the baby food during pregnancy.

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fandomaya · 2 years

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"How can you touch my face like that after all that you did to me?"

"How can you forget that these are the same hands that loved you"

"Yes, but these hands hurt me too..."

"I know, but can't you give me another chance?"

"I wish I could, but in the sky of our relationship, the clouds of hurt are far too dark and wide that the rays from the sun of our love do not reach me anymore"

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hi hello first time in your inbox, great admirer of your work, how’s it going? I’ve been consumed with thoughts of osamu being a teasing little bitch lately I just need a safe space to get the thoughts out or I WILL combust !!

I’m very easily flustered but I enjoy the attention from the person I’m with/into specifically, so the thought of Osamu picking up on that and making it his mission to get his s/o to blush/laugh/hide away by any means necessary has been great for my imagination

Oh, getting closer to their face makes them forget what they were saying and stumble over their words? It makes a big smile appear? Noted. Nuzzling into their neck makes them giggle and whine about how he “can’t do that because we’re literally in a groCERY STORE, STOP WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS OHMYGOSH” when his nuzzles turn into those tickly neck kisses? Cute. He also discovers he loves their laugh and doesn’t care if they’re in the middle of a phone call, or in front of friends, if he has a chance to hear his favourite sound, he will. He lives for the sight of his s/o getting all nervous and flustered because of him just giving them a little extra love. Very touchy, just in general, cause he likes that he still has an effect on them, it reassures him sometimes to know they still want him and like his affection, even if it is teasing. He’ll also flirt with them years into the relationship cause he likes the way they get all shy and hide their face in his neck or chest and complain about him being unfair, cause I don’t think he’s very easily flustered in this context.

This got… MUCH longer than I thought it would I’m so sorry??? But I hope you enjoyed my rambling and my thoughts of the loml Miya Osamu <3

-anon <3

ANON 😭❤️ first of all, your words literally are gonna make me cry tf.

SECONDLY??? OSAMU DOING LITTLE THINGS TO MAKE YOU EXTREMELY FLUSTERED IS MY LOVE LANGUAGE. ILL SOB IN HIS MOUTH, I WANNA MARRY HIM SMH.

The first time it happens, it’s a complete accident, you’re rambling on about something he did to annoy you, and despite how much he tries to apologize, you won’t listen, so he finally works up the nerve to just grab your waist and push you against the counter, towering over you and just giving you his most sincere voice.

“I’m sorry, sugar. I didn’t mean it, and I’ll try not to do it again, ‘kay? There ain’t much more I can say; don’t be mad anymore, it ain’t worth it.”

But all you notice is the way he’s absolutely mammothed over you, massive paws on your hips and how he’s so close, you can feel the heat from his breath and the ‘sugar’ that falls casually. Your chest heaves quickly, your teeth sink into your lip, and he almost thinks you’re about to cry when you give him a nod and wobbly-smiled “love you.”

He’s nodding on the outside, but on the inside he’s like oH B))))

It’s a spiral from then on.

He’s so anNOYING I LOVE HIM he’s like. He tries to be subtle first because the last thing he wants is to make you uncomfortable, so it starts small.

A massive hand on your hip when you walk around, smirky little “what’s up, sexy?” when you call his name, he even does that obnOXIOUS thing where he bends over to try and hear you clearer, his face inches from yours. It makes you stammer and struggle over your words, and he merely gives you a chuckle with a kiss on your cheek.

Anything and everything to make you squirm in public.

Once he realizes that in a way, yes, you do love the over exaggerated affection he gives you, there is no hope for you. Good luck.

“Samuuuu…” you whine, shoving him off of you and pushing the cart, your face scorching from the affection. “I don’t bully you like this, stop it…”

“Stop it,” he mimics with a cheesy smile, easily catching the hand you were gonna smack him with, and planting a kiss to the palm. “Fine. I’ll behave or whatever.”

Things chill after that, but he’s still a menace, so when he starts to feel like you’ve been at the market too long, or he’s bored and needs a pick me up, he’ll wrap your arm slowly around your waist- you’re literally looking at chips he’s so mean- and bury his face in the crook of your neck with a soft “baaaaabe…” you can’t see it, but he’s bent over dramatically just to be able to do this, and you cannot stand it.

“Go away Osamu, I’m almost done.”

“But I want to go home,” he pouts, turning his head to nuzzle against you. His nose tickles over your neck, and you can’t hold back the giggles that bubble over your throat. “Want to spend time with you.” His teeth nip at your jawline, and you jump with a squeak.

“We are spending time together,” you choke. “Back off.”

“Make me.”

Immediately, his cold ass fingers slip under your shirt to make you squeal even more, and he smirks against the warm skin of your neck as everyone in the aisle goes silent. He hears you clear your throat and mumble a quiet “okay.. we can go,” before raising up and grabbing the cart from you with a cocky smile.

He’s just… he’s a fUGGEN MENACE OKAY, HE Has no self control when it comes to anything, ever.

Dinner with your friends? He’s drawing innocent circles on your inner knee, just tickly enough to make you itch but not enough to scold him yet.

Watching the Jackals with his family? He’s nosing at your hair, taking inhales of your scent- it would be cute if he wasn’t whispering flirts in your ear at the same time.

One time, he was too flirty and you were having none of it, and some random man and his wife asked if you were comfortable with Osamu; it was with great embarrassment that you had to convince the couple that you two were, in fact, in a consensual relationship, and if you thought Osamu would reel in his flirts you would be absolutely wrong.

It doesn’t matter what. It doesn’t matter where. It doesn’t matter who’s around. Osamu miya takes his pride whenever he makes you writhe just from his presence.

It does, however, balance out in the most innocent touches, and the way he never loses the loving gaze on you that he tries to cover with his ridiculous smirks and flirts, and at the end of the day, when you’ve got your 6’2” manimal nuzzled under your chin, it makes all the concerned looks and awkward glances from others worth it.

The way he looks at you like you’ve sewn the stars in the sky, the way he listens to you like law as you speak, how warm his hands are as he soothingly rubs them up and down your back.

He’s lucky he’s so cute.

He’s a goddamned freak.

I love him so much.

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