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petriquors · 1 year

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POV: your best friend is in love with you

a/n: post-timeskip, MSBY4, gn!reader

🤍 MIYA ATSUMU 🤍

“Hell no.”

“What do you mean, ‘hell no’?” you whine. “Come on, Atsumu; I haven’t been on a date in months—”

“Because men are animals—”

“You’re an animal!”

Touché, Atsumu thinks, while he stares at your bedroom ceiling. He’s supposed to be helping you pick out an outfit for this first date you have planned for tonight, and, genuinely, he doesn’t like anything you’re picking out. Every outfit looks perfect on you, so much that his heart leaps into his throat every time you emerge from your closet, and that’s exactly why they’re not good enough.

Because you won’t be wearing them on dates with him. Like an animal, you said, he’s territorial; and no one deserves to be going on dates with his best friend when it’s so obvious that you’re meant to be with him.

🤍 BOKUTO KORATO 🤍

Panic sets in as soon as Kotaro realizes what he just did. There were lips. And skin. His lips. Your skin.

All you were doing was giving him a hug goodbye. You hug him all the time, even though he’s started holding you a little tighter; you’ve started to joke that he’s going to crush you with his chest. It’s adorable.

He’s been playing with fire lately, between the tighter hugs, the lingering looks, the fleeting touches to your hands and the small of your back. But now, he thinks that he’s about to get burned.

He kissed your forehead.

It was just for a second, a quick brush of his lips against your skin while you were in his arms. Now that the hug is over, you’re standing in front of him, smiling.

You pat his arms, smile a little wider, and finally tear yourself away. “See you later, Ko!”

He breathes a heavy sigh while he watches you leave. You didn’t notice. Deep down, Kotaro wishes that you did.

🤍 HINATA SHOYO 🤍

“Hey, sunshine!”

When he hears Hinata shout a cliche pet name at the top of his lungs, Meian picks his head up to watch what’s about to happen, betting that Hinata’s going to get a Sakusa-shaped elbow to the face. Where he expects to see his glowering junior, however, he sees you.

You giggle something in response, and the MSBY captain watches Hinata’s face light up from over your shoulder. You fling your arms around him. He pulls you into his chest. It makes Meian’s heart ache as if someone’s squeezing his hand too hard.

“Sunshine, huh?” he teases Hinata once you’re out of sight. “Since when are you dating anybody?”

Hinata gives him a blank stare. “We’re not dating. That’s my best friend.”

Meian can’t help the way he rolls his eyes, or the dry, disbelieving chuckle that falls from his lips. “Yeah, sure they are.”

🤍 SAKUSA KIYOOMI 🤍

The weight of a month-long training camp falls on your shoulder when Kiyoomi’s head rolls to the side. “Missed you,” he mumbles, eyes closed.

He’s next to you on your sofa, after he dragged himself to your apartment first thing when he got back—before even going to his own place.

He had shampoo and a spare change of clothes already packed, anyway. And when Kiyoomi, exhausted from the frustration of a new routine, shows up at your door, who are you to deny him a warm shower and a shoulder to rest his head on? It’s what best friends are for, you told yourself.

Little do you know, that’s what he told himself, too, but he was trying to convince himself that’s all this is, and absolutely nothing more.

“‘M glad you’re home,” you murmur, patting his wet curls.

There’s a tiny, upward twitch to his lip. Best friends, he reminds himself. That’s definitely all this is.

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satorisoup · 3 months

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RANDOM BOYFRIEND TEXTS .ᐟ

ft. akaashi, kuroo & bokuto

warnings : pet names (sweetheart, my love/love, baby). mentions of kisses :3

ᰔ AKAASHI

ᰔ KUROO

ᰔ BOKUTO

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justnnyx · 1 year

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dumbasses (lol)

bokuto x reader

"Are you in a hurry somewhere?"

"No, I have time, especially for you." He smiled so sweetly you almost had a toothache.

"You're too sweet to me." You ducked your head, unable to look him in the eyes.

"Of course I am. Is it a problem?" He said, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. His hand rested on your cheek.

"Of course it's a problem," You grabbed the hand that was currently caressing your cheek, and you look at him with an expression that was filled with both apprehension and anticipation. "Kou- what are we?"

You held his hand tightly, not wanting to let go until he gives you a proper answer.

"What do you mean? We're... um... dating?" He said, the last word coming out hesitant and unsure.

What?

"Dating? You haven't even asked me out!"

"I haven't?"

"You haven't!"

"Then, um," he cleared his throat. The butterflies in your stomach acting up again. Is he actually-? "Will you go out-"

"Yes!" You threw yourself at him. You've waited too long for this.

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houseoftulips · 1 year

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Tampons | Anime Comfort Men ~ the one where you’re just struggling and he’s there for you (part one)

➤ mentions of: period stuff

➤ notes: i saw this on tiktok, and it’s just thrown together before i have writers block again

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He would hesitate to help you get your tampon out after the string fell off

Like you would literally be on the toilet frozen solid because your tampon - from three hours earlier - decided to make home in its position inside you.

So you swallow up whatever pride you have left and called him to the bathroom. Hearing the small hint of distress and the drag of his name, he didn’t hold back from getting his ass off the couch to tend to his love. “Baby? What’s up?” he calls to you as he walks towards your shared bathroom.

“Um,” you clear your throat nervously, “Can…you come in here? I need help.”

He knocks first before walking in despite you practically giving him the okay to go in when you asked for his help. He poked his head in with a curious and worrying look on his precious face. “You okay, sweets? You got diarrhea?” he asks.

“No!” you squeak out as he laughs and lets himself in the bathroom completely.

“What’s goin’ on, huh?”

“Don’t laugh,” you sigh out making him nod in response, “My…tampon is stuck…”

“Huh?” he’s taken back.

“The string broke off and I can’t…get a grip on it… Please, don’t make fun -,”

“Doll,” he chuckles before kissing your forehead, “I’ll help you take it out, don’t worry.”

“What? You’re agreeing that fast?” you say in shock.

“I mean you need help right? Why wouldn’t I?” he asks, “Besides I know that it’s not healthy for you to change it regularly with how your flow is.”

“It’s weird that you know my flow,” you mumble with what feels like volcano on your cheeks.

He laughs before moving to kneel in front of you as you remain the the toilet. “I got you, okay? Just let me know if it hurts,” he smiles softly.

You nod silently with your heart fluttering and feeling completely calm with his comfort.

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himbofan · 2 years

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First kiss headcanons with Haikyuu!! boys

wow two posts in one day who am i 😳

this was a request by @culpa-fate <3 tysm for the cute request! i hope you enjoy :)

cw: fluff, kissing, gn reader

characters: bokuto, osamu, kenma, oikawa

wc: 700ish

Bokuto Kotaro

i feel like a first kiss with kotaro would be clumsy and awkward, but in the sweetest way

he would be so excited to kiss you that he would miss and only kiss your upper lip, probably clash teeth a little bit

you both pull back and look at each other for a second before breaking out into laughter

god if you could capture his face at that moment; flushed, wide-eyed, and practically oozing with adoration for you

he would insist that he needs more practice, so he’ll keep asking you to kiss him over and over

you can feel his smile against your lips as you kiss him again and again

he’s trying to play it off as being his usual goofy self, but you can feel his heart beating hard and fast under his chest

he will request a kiss before every game now (even practice matches) just ‘for luck’

in reality he just can’t get enough of you and wants to kiss you 24/7 (please let him)

Miya Osamu

a first kiss with osamu would be super romantic

the setting would be perfect, a nice picnic at sunset with food made by him

he would be the type to take it slow, bringing a hand up to your face and caressing your cheek before kissing you softly and sweetly

and then immediately ruining the mood by blowing a fat raspberry on your cheek

i’m just imagining the corners of his eyes crinkling as he smiles, watching you get after him for ruining the mood, but the smile on your face tells him you’re not really mad

he makes it up to you by kissing you on both cheeks, and then planting an overly dramatic ‘mwah’ on your lips

he didn’t think he could fall in love any more than he already had, but when he sees your blushing and smiling face he knows he’s wrong 🥺

mom help i think i fell in love with a block of text 😭

Kozume Kenma

a first kiss with kenma would be hesitant and shy at first, he doesn’t know where to put his hands or how long he should kiss you

his whole face would be red, averting eye contact but still refusing to let go of your hands

he finally lifts his head to look at your face and oh no you’re so pretty and cute and perfect aaaaand he’s blushing again

but he slowly gets the hang of things and kisses you again more properly and confident this time, putting his hands around your waist

run your fingers through his hair while you’re smooching and he will melt 😩

big fan of body kisses; shoulders, hands, foreheads, you name it

he will ask for a kiss in nonverbal ways, like hugging you from behind and draping himself over you

if he’s playing a game and beat a level/boss, he’ll just turn and look at you, asking silently for a reward

please give it to him 🥺

Oikawa Tooru

a first kiss with tooru would be intimate and tender, but not too serious

he would try to make it as perfect as possible, creating a romantic atmosphere and making sure you’re alone

caressing your face with one hand and the other holding yours, he leans in slowly…

only to be interrupted by his phone ringing, the one thing he forgot to address in his master plan 😭

poor guy would probably be so embarrassed, just laugh it off and tell him it’s okay and he’ll fall in love with you even more

you can practically feel the smile on his lips when you kiss him for the first time, he can’t help himself from smiling because he is completely smitten 🥰

immediately pulls you in for a hug, squishing your face against his chest so you can’t see how red his face is

later he’ll fuss at iwaizumi for calling him (to which he responds “you shoulda just muted your phone dumbass how is that my fault”)

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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Mom my kids are finally registered for school and start Monday, they're doctors gave me huge issues about getting their freaking shot records of all things which I need for them to be enrolled, but now I can stop thinking about how the Haikyuu dad's would react to dropping their kids off at school on the first day. It's infecting my brain lmfao.

Oh my god this idea is so freaking adorable 🥺🥺🥺 please we need all the dads!!!

Featuring Bokuto, Atsumu and Oikawa

No warnings, all fluff 🥰

Let me know if you want me to do more characters! Honestly these are so cute!

Bokuto

Cries, balls, literally enters emo mode for the entire rest of the week

His little princess is starting school and he's not ready 😫

You've done everything you possibly can to prepare your daughter and she's ready

But your husband on the other hand 😬

"Kotarou you can't just stand by the door waiting for her to come out of school. Thats super creepy and also, she's fine!" You say, trying to console your deflated husband

"YN she's so little! What if someone picks on her? What if she gets lost? Oh my god should be have bought her a cell phone???" Bokuto exclaims, fully freaking out.

You sigh, hugging your husband from behind and rest your head in his shoulder, "Ko she's 5, I promise she will be ok! I have a great idea, how about we head home and we can pick her up together before you head to afternoon practice! Then you can see how awesome her first day was!"

Bokuto just nods in agreement, knowing you are right but still saddened that his first born is growing up right before his eyes.

Atsumu

The silent worrier

Seriously he acts composed but he's not

Will watch out the window a full hour before your son's bus is due to arrive so he won't miss it

"That's it, I'm calling the school!" Atsumu says, throwing his hands up and walkingnto his phone.

"Sumu stop it! It's still 5 minutes before the bus is suppose to arrive," you say rolling your eyes and taking cookies from the oven

"YN the bus schedule says drop off time between 2:50 and 3:05, it is now 3:01! Don't ya think they are cutting it a bit close?" Atsumu shouts as you stand there, staring at your moronic husband.

"Sumu, it's going to be fine! The first week of school is always hectic. Give the poor bus driver a break and stop being such a stickler."

"I'm not a stickler YN! There is nothing wrong with holding people accountable for the actions," Atsumu explains

In reality, he's barely holding it together. The thought of your son being away from him for so long is breaking his heart.

Oikawa

The most prepared yet dramatic

Has personally purchased the list of school supplies and color coordinated everything

Will start new traditions with your daughter that he will continue into her college years

"Ok sweetie! Wave at the camera for Uncle Iwa, Makki and Mattsun!" Your husband says, waving his fingers in the air and being so freaking adorable.

"Toru, you've take at least 50 pictures not to mention you documented her entire morning routine on your Instagram reels," you say, arms crossed as you watch your husband fuss of your daughter.

"YN this is a big moment for us, please don't ruin it," Toru says as you roll your eyes at him.

"Come on sweetheart, let's get you in the car before your dad realizes that your hair is totally lopsided," you say, leading your daughter to your car and slightly teasing your husband.

"YN why didn't you say anything earlier?" Toru cries as you just laugh.

He just wants everything to be so perfect for his precious baby.

#my lovely bbys #live action headcannons 🤣#follower headcannons #bokuto kotaro fluff #atsumu miya fluff #oikawa toru fluff #dad! bokuto #dad! atsumu #dad! oikawa #haikyu fluff #gender neutral reader

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karasunotebook · 2 years

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It's the Bokutos! (4/4)

Warning: 18+ content, timeskip!haikyuu, fem-bodied!reader, cursing, smut, overstimulation, slight breeding kink, dig bick Bokuto, Bokuto is very caring 🥺

one • two • three • masterlist

minors do not interact

After two or was it three? Releases later, you thought he’d finally give you what you’ve been craving for the last month but he only spread your legs with his fingers which you had licked clean, holding your knees apart and kissing his way down your chest.

“Kou, what are you doing?”

“Wanna taste. It’s been a while. And plus,” he says, while kissing down your navel. He places a wet kiss on both your inner thighs. “I’m still warming you up.”

“Kou—oh,” you moan before you could argue, feeling his tongue slide up your folds and he groans.

“Shit, I missed this.” He continues to thrust his tongue into you, bulky arms wrapping around your thighs to move you closer to his face. “Delicious lil cunt,” he mumbles. Your moans encourage him to swipe his tongue in you faster, creating a squelching sound.

His stubby chin grinds against your cunt, creating a new sensation you wish you felt before. He starts twirling his wet muscle around your clit, bringing another whine out of you. He creates a rhythm against your taut area, urging you to your release. He moves his tongue down to clean up the spill you created, flattening it against your folds. He hums out of satisfaction against your pussy giving it one last kiss before heading back up to kiss your mouth, offering a taste of yourself once again.

“Are you ready?” He asks, rubbing his hardness under the cloth of his underwear. You snort.

“I’ve been ready for so long, I don’t know about you,” you say.

“Oh, honey,” he slips himself out of his remaining clothes. “I am. See for yourself,” he says, revealing his cock huge as ever with the red angry tip, dripping with precum. Your mouth almost waters at the sight. It’s been so long, you don’t remember it being that large. The size never fails to amaze you.

“Alright, darling,” he breathes, eyes scanning your naked form. “I’m going in.” His statement makes you laugh. But that laugh morphs into a moan when he pushes his tip into you. Not fully in but slowly pushing.

“Mmphm, still huge,” you whine. It only makes him groan hearing you talk about his size.

“Still tight,” he says, grunting, as he tries to push himself in without breaking or hurting you. It kind of frustrates you so you blurt out.

“Hurry and push it all in!” You start to grind against his shaft, making him lose the ounce of control he had left in him.

“Fuck.” He shoves his whole length into you, balls hitting against your skin. He pushes back out and thrusts into you at a leisurley pace, bringing his lips to your neck to pepper lazy kisses onto it.

“I miss you, I miss this,” you cry, a tear rolling down. It scares him at first when he sees your tear, making him freeze as his cock stays inside you, still hard.

“Are you okay, baby? You hurt?” he asks, tenderly holding your face.

“I’m fine Kou. J-just keep going. Don’t hold back, please.” He nods, breathing through his nose as he continues thrusting, gradually moving faster.

You were about to let out a loud moan when he dives down to kiss you, hips never stopping. “Shh, don’t wanna wake our baby,” he murmurs into the kiss. You nod, kissing him back, vibrations escaping your mouth as you try to bite back moans.

His balls begin to slap against your wet skin, when he pushes a thigh up against your chest to go deeper. “Shit!” Bokuto mutters several curses as his eyebrows furrow in concentration, hitting you in the right places. Places he’s memorized.

“Ah, fuck..feeling…good, baby?” he grunts, wanting to check on you. Making sure your not hurt anywhere. You were too out of it, feeling close to your next orgasm. You feel him give a hard thrust when you don’t answer. “Hmm?” he questions you again. You nod feverishly.

Bokuto bends down to your ear, his messy owl hair streaks tickling your cheek. “Use your words, love.” His voice is deep and sultry, that feeling in your stomach tighten.

“Y-yes, babe. It feels so, ah, good,” you breathe, trying not to scream from the way his cock is massaging your walls. You could feel his veins and the throbbing of his cock as he continues to swirl his hips. “I’m…almost there,” you whisper, practically breathless by this point. “Cum in me, Kou.” When he sends you a worried look, you give a reassuring nod. “Please.”

Ready to let go, your partner slows down and goes back on his knees, this time focusing on making deep and hard thrusts. He feels something in you, choosing to hit that particular spot, which makes you reach the breaking point.

“There you go, pretty. Mmph, that’s right,” Bokuto huffs. “Come on my cock.” Your release combined with the sight of your glistening and heaving chest makes him let go.

He groans, biting his lip as he watches himself enter in and out of you from the angle. Your wetness and his mixed together, seeping out of you. Overstimulation fills you both and you come once again, suprising you both. He laughs at your shocked expression and caresses your cheek once he halts his movements.

Bokuto’s stamina is endless. He could go on and on for hours. But he wants you to rest up so he pulls out of you, plunging his fingers to replace his cock. “You wan ‘em in, right…” he mumbles, pushing the essence back into your throbbing hole.

You hum in satisfaction as he moves himself back up to your lips giving you a tender kiss. “I love you, y/n, my darling.” He kisses you once more. “My wife.”

“My husband,” you call him breathlessly and kissing him back. “I love you.”

Your husband attempts to get up to go wash up but you push him back down. “Let’s stay a bit like this?” Of course he’s not gonna decline. He would never refuse a cuddle session with you.

“Okay,” he says with a giddy laugh. And you’re both laying, tangled together basking in each other’s warmth and scent.

He hums the same tune that he sang to your child, reminding you how grateful you were to have him as your husband and the father of your baby.

#MY FIRST TIME WRITING SMUT ty for coming to my tedtalk #bokuto x reader #bokuto fluff #bokuto fic #hq bokuto x reader #haikyuu bokuto x reader #bokuto koutarou x reader #bokuto kotaro x reader #bokuto smut #hq smut

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ayoharuko · 1 year

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Haikyuu Bf Headcanons

Hi and welcome back!

This time, make way for our owls~! Now i’ll only be doing Akaashi and Bokuto since I don’t know the others well enough...

Also sorry this one took long, I kinda fell out of Haikyuu and din’t have the motivation to finish this. But I rewatched Haikyuu and I realized how I missed it, soo I hope you guys enjoy :3

Hope you guys enjoy this! Reader here is Gender Neutral :)

REMINDER: These characters do not belong to me and belong to Haruichi Furudate, also this work is all fictional so please try not and take these too seriously :)

(Furokodani Boys)

~Kotaro Bokuto~ (Mr. Owl)

~Himbo Boyfriend~

- He’s a huge Himbo. My man definitely did not know he was inlove with you nor did he notice the hints you’d drop.

- As a boyfriend, Bokuto can be a little bit of a handful, thats because of his moodswings, at one point, you had to go to Akaashi for some advice.

- He loves cuddles, or just holding and touching you in general. PDA is a yes for him as well!

- Bokuto probably has a habit of ALWAYS yelling your name in public. Like your probably just walking to your class and Bokuto starts excitedly yelling your name like a child lol

- Sulks when you can’t make it to his matches, for Akaashi’s sake and the teams please go-

- He probably asks advice from Kuroo, like...he hasn’t liked anyone before ya know...so his a little clueless....

- The advice he gets from Kuroo are cringe worthy. Consists of flirting with you and telling you cheesy jokes lol

- He’ll do WHATEVER you want him to do, this man is DEDICATED to making you happy. He never wants to see a frown on your face.

- This man is set on marrying you when y'all graduate, so just be patient alright?

Nicknames: Babyowl, love of my life and princess

~Scenario Time:

You couldn't make it to one of Bokuto’s matches and you were sure as heck that he was sulking and Akaashi and the team is dealing with a upset Bokuto...

So you decided to tell your club leader that you won’t be attending your meeting because of personal matters and you ran to Furokodani’s count and slammed the doors open yelling, ‘’KOTAROOOO GOO YOU CAN DO ITT!!’’

Instandly Bokuto looked at you and his eyes sparkled and quickly asked Akaashi to let him in the match, Akaashi smiled and nodded and looked at you bowing as a thank you.

The rest of the match Bokuto was in high spirits and he gave you a big smooch :3

~Keiji Akaashi~ (Oya 1)

~Sweetheart Boyfriend~

- HE IS SUCH A SWEETHEART OMG

- Definitely gave you flowers at your first date and asked your parents(and siblings if you have one) for their approvals, and of course they said its fine! Akaashi is such a sweetheart that they already arranged marriage for you both-

- Probs planned your wedding already, thats how much he loves you. Also has a ring in mind already :o

- He cooks and prepares bento’s for you. Like its a well balanced meal too! Akaashi probably wants to practice baking just to feed you-

- His very thankful If you help him handle the man baby Bokuto since poor Keiji is stressed :(

- He loves when you cheer for him, but he doesn't like it when your near the court since his afraid that you might get hit by a ball(Probably because of Bokuto’s stupid ass) so its best your somewhere very high :)

- He has a beautiful and soft voice, like when he sings or hums it sounds soo smooth, so your lucky you get to hear that when you ask him to sing~

- Lets you borrow his homework but also teaches you, his a great tutor!~

- He holds your hand tight in public because he doesn't want you to get lost or hurt.

- Akaashi is a sweet and gentle lover, he treats you like you his queen/king/royal..so would you stay with him forever?

Nicknames: My blossom, My love, darling and princess

~Scenario Time:

‘’My love....what happened?’’ Your boyfriend asked as he cleaned your bleeding wound at the nurses office.

‘’I fell down the stairs...’’ Eyes tearing up a bit at the pain of your wounds on your elbows...

Akashi sighs and finishes putting bandages on your elbows and knees. He stands up from kneeing down and hugs you.

‘’Be careful next time my blossom...I don’t like you getting hurt...’’ He said kissing your head, ‘’I’ll try Keiji’’ You responded smiling and hugging him back.

That same day Akaashi took you on a cafe date and you both had a lovey date :3

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You’ve reached the end~

I hope you guys enjoyed reading this hehehehehe, see you guys on my next post byeee~!

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honeycreamsweets · 2 years

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Bokuto fluff

Bokuto Kotaro X Male Reader

Drabble, not really a fic.

Includes- short comfort. Domestic. Reader is sad but not explicitly said. Bokuto is just a ray of sunshine. Sweaty hug.

Word count- 382

Notes- this is really really short. I’m just trying to cope with a bunch of bullshit. So enjoy. Also! First male reader writing. :3 hopefully I get to do more. No beta reader cause I don’t have one. So sorry for mistakes and enjoyyy!

Bokuto came home after a long day of practice. With high adrenaline and a content smile on his face, he was ready to spend the night with his boyfriend. He kicked off his shoes and was about to call out to you. Bokuto wasted no time when he dropped his gym bag on the floor. He was ready to smother you, despite being so sweaty. “Hey, hey he-“

He watched with a smile as you trudged towards him instead of your normal running pace. Maybe you were tired? What he didn’t expect was to see you upset. Nonetheless, He embraced the man he adored so much. His eyes widened as he felt your body tremble slightly against him. “Eh? What’s wrong?“ his brows furrowed as he hugged your form. “Heeeeey, you’re shaking like a leaf. What’s the matter, Y/N?”

The sad muffled voice, he heard, broke his heart. “Everything is shit, I just need to hide from the world.” Your face was pressed against his shoulder. Bokuto pursed his lips before hugging you tighter. There was a brief moment of silence whilst he rocked side to side with you.

“I gotcha, babe. I’m gonna be so helpful. You’ll forget about whatever’s got you down! I’ll keep you hidden from the world until you feel better!” He spoke confidently and loudly before kissing the top of your head. “I’ll go shower and then it’ll just be me and you, doing whatever you want.” He felt you slowly let go and with a small sigh, you glanced at him and grinned.

Normally, you would have laughed at your boyfriend’s loud announcement to help you. However, today was a hard day and all you two wanted to spend the night in each other’s arms. “Thanks, Ko.”

Bokuto picked up his bag and rushed to shower. Like hell, he’d leave you alone for a long time! He was gonna help you in any way he could. “Pick a movie but don’t start it! I’ll do it!” He said as he disappeared into your shared bedroom. A soft warm feeling grew as you stared at the bedroom doorway. Today was awful. Even if he couldn’t fix the issue, you still had the comfort from him to feel better. That’s what mattered most to both of you.

#haikyuu #bokuto kotaro #haikyuu fluff #bokuto fluff #bokuto x you #bokuto x reader #bokuto x y/n #bokuto x male reader #my fics #male reader

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134340am · 2 years

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for the madeup fic game, idk why my brain immediately thought of the words "banana bread" but here i am with the title "banana bread" if you can think of anything 😂

hello my pretty rae! happy tuesday <3

for banana bread, i'm thinking of a light-hearted crack fic where bokuto is cursed at birth to drop any and all foods that he compliments after the first bite.

it started when he was a kid, just a little guy at the park chomping down on some ice cream on a hot summer's day. he's saved up enough to try a new flavour—today's treat is strawberry ice cream encased in a thin layer of mochi. "yum," he mutters to himself after the first bite: a small, tentative one, where he rolls the flavour about on his tongue afterwards. when he goes in for a second, bigger bite, he drops his ice cream.

fuck.

bokuto swears by his dad's toast. it somehow tastes better, though it's just toast? the outside is a stunning golden brown, the balance between the crunchy crust and the pillowy insides is perfect, and the little pad of butter his dad slides on top the hot toast is just the right amount—enough to coat the entire surface of his breakfast without getting it soggy and greasy.

"it's just toast, but it's awesome every single time, pa," he once said through a generous mouthful of said toast, before his fingers twitch and his breakfast goes barrelling towards the floor.

gravity 1, bokuto 0.

(screw this shit, he hates it here.)

he's mindful of his compliments to the chef now. pizza, beef rice bowls, cold soba in the summer and hot oden in the winter: whatever he's eating, bokuto's careful to express his appreciation for the food only after he's had at least half of it.

until he met you.

the humble bakery down the street serving the freshest pastries has been the fruit of your labour for the past five years. lemon pound cake, pain au chocolat, darling little vanilla cupcakes and giant chocolate chip cookies—your menu is sure to satisfy anyone with a sweet tooth. your best seller, however, is your banana bread: the caramelised exterior and fluffy interior, in addition to the overpowering smell that wafts through the street every morning, had people queueing up long before your bakery opens.

bokuto is no exception.

he's almost in tears when he tries your banana bread for the first time, teeth sinking into the crispy crust to find the soft sponge underneath and a satisfied hum already brewing in the back of his throat.

before he can help himself, he speaks, "this is the best banana bread i've ever had."

shitshitshit, he shouldn't have said that.

bokuto cringes, awaiting the familiar numbness to take over his fingers, awaiting the dreaded fall of the delicious banana bread from his hand...

...but it never comes.

when he opens his eyes, he's puzzled to find the golden-brown square still intact between his thumb and index finger. huh, that's weird.

"this banana bread is— it's, um. amazing. delicious. wonderfully tasty," he tries, eyes fixated on the dessert. he even takes another bite for good measure, nibbling at the corner where a bit of caramelised crust has formed. he starts rambling when nothing happens. "this banana bread is lovely. i'd eat it everyday, for breakfast and lunch and dinner. maybe even supper, but my trainer says i shouldn't eat too late or i'll mess up my circular rhythm. my circulator rhythm? what's the damn word— anyways, this is good. like, great good."

nothing happens. his little slice of banana bread, now down to a piece the size of his thumb, sits unharmed in his hands.

a grin breaks across his face, lighting up the room almost immediately. "holy shit!"

"holy shit is right, sir." you slide into the seat opposite his, armed with another slice of banana bread on a plate. your smile mirrors his, amusement decorating your pretty features, and bokuto feels his heart rate pick up even more—something he didn't know was possible.

"i'm glad you like my banana bread. it's our bestseller, and you probably know that, but nobody's really complimented it the way you have." you laugh good-naturedly, sliding the plate across the table. bokuto's eyes flick from your face to the bread and back, heart soaring.

"well, i hope you know i was telling the truth," he starts, almost shyly. "would you, um, like to share this piece?"

send me a made-up fic title and i'll tell you what i would write to go with it!

#omfggggggg this turned into a whole ass DRABBLE i am so sorry rae i got carried away... >o<#but yes!!! this is a fic i would write (and have now written i guess) if banana bread was the title #inspired by how for the longest time i'd drop whatever i was eating if i complimented it after the first bite #i'm still mourning my garlic bread... and steamed corn... and chicken skewer.... that i've dropped in the past...#anyways thank you so so much for asking <3 i hope you liked this! heh #okay i'm gonna tag so i don't let my hard work go to waste heh don't mind meeeee #bokuto x reader #bokuto kotaro x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #bokuto fluff #yuna writes #ask yuna #beloved rae

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lovelyd0ves · 9 months

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izukunii · 2 years

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LOVE YOU LIKE A MANGO

feat: bokuto koutarou x filipina!reader

contains: in depth descriptions lumpia rolling, innuendo/suggestive material, bfe w/ simp!bokuto

summary: bokuto’s the best of boyfriends, but the worst of sous chefs

warnings - mdni: self insert!

she can always hear her boyfriend before she can see him.

though she has half a mind to buy him a pretty little collar and bell, for a few other reasons besides hearing where he is, the sound of his bounds is as much the sound of home as are the waves crashing on the shore, the melodies of a well-tuned zither and the clicks of the bamboo pole.

his tsinelas are a thick, gaudy pair flip flops, ones he’d “splurged” on (‘for the sake of tourism!’) during his most recent tour of the west. the beats against the hardwood floors in the evening, when he’s come home to her, are always music to her ears. then shortly after, the smick-smack of them on his heels as he trots off for a midnight piss is enough to wake her from even the deepest of dreams.

as her fingers press into the rice paper, tucking it just so around the meats placed neatly in the center, she smiles. she hears him leave the bedroom, hurdling towards the kitchen from a hundred feet away. less than ten plops and flops later, he’s caught his breath and is right beside her, but he’s standing a little funny. bokuto huffs once he’s caught his breath and his balance.

“you didn’t tell me you were gonna make those!” he counts them under his breath, first in japanese, then in tagalog. he tries to practice the latter at least once a day, but when he gets to twenty, he has to switch back to japanese.

“it was part of your birthday present,” she hums, craning her neck up to kiss his cheek as she sets the now completed roll into the vat, reaching for another sheet. “could you have— did you smell it or something?”

he grins wider than physically possible at the praise, but pouts when he says: “if it was really a present, you’d let me make ‘em with you.”

she flicks some of the water at him from straight out of the dish. it splashes against his tummy and he whines again.

“just a few! i’ll be gentle!”

“hmm,” she thinks aloud through a quiet laugh.

she remembers the first time he helped her roll the lumpia: how it took many a rice paper to fold the meat in properly, how he tried very diligently to be gentle with the papers, and how once the rolls were fried, she could tell exactly which ones he’d made. stuffed much too full into wrappers that were much too small, edges ripped and bent thanks to his hasty handling, making them plenty fatter than hers, with filling bursting through the sides.

but even if the ones he’d rolled had looked identical, even if she’d ate one with her eyes closed, her bokuto koutarou had crammed so much love into each of them, that only a baby wouldn’t be able to taste the difference.

so, for the rice paper’s sake, she comes up with a compromise.

“tell you what, kou ko,” she pushes the bowl of filling towards him. “i’ll separate all the papers out for you.”

“but i can tuck them in?”

“you can tuck them in.”

she watches hearts fill his eyes when he smiles again, his tongue wetting his lips.

it’s him who bends over for a kiss this time— he misses her mouth. when she gets smooches on her cheeks even after turning her head to meet him, she sighs.

“koutarou.”

he’s still smiling, wider and wider until those soft wrinkles appear all across his features.

“what’s up?”

when they’re nose to nose, she sighs again. “don’t make me huff n’ puff and pout! kiss me!”

“but you’re so cute when you huff and puff and pout!”

“alright, alright. i’ll do it myself.”

her lips slot perfectly against his, as they always have, and he hopes they always will. he can taste her sweet sigh when he puts his arms around her. he swallows her breath whole without hesitation, pulling her closer to him when he lets the air puff out through his nose.

he has his hand over her elbow before she can bump it into the table. that’s when she bows her head, her forehead pressing against his.

“we can’t just let the meat sit. i thought you wanted to roll them?”

“well, what if i wanna roll you now?”

“koutarou!”

“here, here, sit on my lap and we’ll compromise.”

she nudges at his shoulder, now that she’s standing next to him. “that’s not going to work.”

“quitting already?”

after one last huff, she takes her place on his lap, or rather, between his legs. the small space on the barstool is just enough to give her a seat.

she finds herself once more returned to her second nature, leaning back against his chest as she peels apart the rice paper piece by piece. as she nears the end of the first packet, bokuto’s happy vibrato finds her ears, humming nonsense syllables to the tune of the tracks that are playing softly through the kitchen speaker.

“there.” she goes to stand, to give him room to fold in the filling, but she’s no match against two heavy hands on her hips, pulling her off the stool and onto his lap.

“i can do it like this!” he insists. “we can even do it together!”

“you just want me to keep you warm.”

“well, i can’t complain about that.”

bokuto lays a sloppy kiss on the base of her jaw, right behind and below her earlobe, where he knows she’s the most ticklish, and when she shudders, he takes her hands in his.

“show me how you make it look so easy!” he smiles softly into her hair.

“kou ko, you’re perfectly capable of rolling them yourself, you just need to be… gentle.” she smirks, turning her head. “be gentle and go slow.”

while bokuto has himself occupied with two spoons in hand, a full four inches deep in the mixing bowl, she gets a wonderful idea, and plants her hands on bokuto's knees.

“r-right!” he manages, dumping far too much meat onto the wrapper in front of him. she says nothing. her lips twitch as she tries her best to suppress a giggle.

she silently watches him line everything up. the same grin spreads across her face. she’s already got her game plan set. after all, letting the meat sit for fifteen minutes wouldn’t kill anyone, right?

with hungry eyes, she watches the way his fingers bring in the edges of the paper. despite the multitudes of scars and calluses, he always keeps his hands manicured and clean; it's endearing.

when she steals a glance at her boyfriend, her heart warms at the sight of his brows knit tight, tongue between his teeth as he plans out this next play, the hardest part for him. too tight, or too much meat, and the wrapper will tear. too loose, and the innards will ruin the oil vat as the snack falls apart.

bokuto is pretty sure he hasn't concentrated this hard since the olympics. he just wants it to be perfect but not for himself. god knows he'd eat lumpia all day, even off the floor, warped wrappings or not.

no, even after all this time, he just wants to show her how much she means to him. and right now, he thinks that one perfect lumpia roll will do the trick.

behind his honey pot eyes, he's conjuring numerous similes to guide him through this part, not that they're helping all that much. the last time he'd swaddled akaashi's little girl it took his former teammate at least two minutes to get her out of the blankie.

he carefully lines up his thumbs with the edge of the roll, and as he begins to tuck it all together, she rolls her hips forward to the same rhythm. slow and gentle.

the roll bursts and bokuto lets out a noise that resembles the screech of some feral bird-- perhaps an owl, if owls even made such noises.

he tucks his chin over her shoulder and groans. "don't be a pest. 'm really trying my hardest right now!”

his impatience became noticeable almost immediately. it was obvious that even though his intentions were pure moments ago, all were lost to the magic of her hips, waves of her perfume filling his senses, the sweet chimes of her laughter, and the musings of love songs falling from her lips.

“it’s no fair if you’re going to keep doing that! we both know the meet will spoil if we—” he finishes about five rolls in lustful haste, and whips his head around when he takes a look back in the bowl. “just how much filling is there?”

“well, enough for the party,” she replies.

“darling, the party’s only thirty people.”

she grins, almost wickedly, and cracks her neck as if to tell him she’s already won. “twenty more for akaashi, hinata, and kuroo to take home.

“each.”

game over. there’s no way he can count that high in tagalog.

“tell you what,” she leans back, her lips right against his ear. “roll this next one just so, and i’ll let you roll me all you want, kou ko.”

“but you’ll have to remake the…” his voice softens when she moves against him again. then he clears his throat and bites down hard on his lip, gathering up all his composure to complete the task at hand.

and in a minute or two, when she turns around to face front, there on the napkin is not one but two rolls of lumpia, stuffed much, much too full.

she thinks they’re perfect. of course they’re perfect, full of love, because her bokuto made them.

she smiles, dropping them right into the vat before she lets him stand up so he can follow her towards their bedroom.

“those’ll be up in eight minutes,” she calls out in warning.

on the way back, she counts only four plops-and-flops before she finds herself flopped over— on her back, with him on top of her.

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angelltheninth · 1 month

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How about the HQ Team captains getting injured and their girlfriend helping them heal/stay in bed?

There are quite a few captains but I guess I'll just include my faves.

Pairing: Daichi Sawamura, Tetsuro Kuroo, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Kotaro Bokuto, Toru Oikawa x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, injury recovery, slight angst, kissing, teasing, being stubborn, changing clothes, reassurance

A/N: Guess we're starting the day with angst and injury.

Daichi is very understanding that he has to take a break for his leg to get better. As long as he gets rest it should be fine, it's just annoying to have to call you every time he needs to go somewhere cause it's hard to get around on his own. Really boring too, stuck at home all day, at least you visit every day and tell him what's been going on.

Kuroo wants to go and play despite his hand being broken. Argues very strongly that he can always use the other one. He can't even eat with his injured hand, let alone attend practice, or worse games with his team. Stubborn he insists that he's fine but has to bite back a groan of pain when you so much as kiss his hand.

Wakatoshi doesn't say anything about his ankle hurting until the game is won. For which he gets a lot of scolding for you and you spend some time at his place to make sure he's not walking around too much. Or at all really, he won't say it hurts even if it does so you poke him to remind him that yes, his ankle is indeed hurting.

Bakuto complains a bit too much for the level of leg injury he has, he just overdid it on his leg muscles a little and will be fine after a few days. Bold of you to assume he won't milk this situation for all it's worth, constantly keeping you by his side and telling you only your kisses can make him feel better. Which means he'll be fine.

Toru almost pouts when he realizes he's cracked a rib and has to stay home. Flirts with you when you tell him that you'll be helping him get dressed, he'd rather you help him get undressed. Despite his complaints and trying to brush things off he is very grateful to have such a caring girlfriend.

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kairiscorner · 6 months

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KAIRI I GOT YOU! I NEED ME SOME FLUFF WITH MY BOYS BOKUTO AND DAICHI THEY HAVE BEEN IN MY MIND NONSTOP PLEASE AND THANK YOU

OFC DEAR, I GOTCHU (sorry i got back to this late, school is ASS)

his girl. (part 1)

summary: a day in the life of being their girlfriend, of them being totally and utterly smitten with you.

a/n: no, you're not in a poly relationship with them unfortunately :')) but i hope y'all like these small scenarios! please don't be shy to request for any haikyuu characters with this prompt!

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ daichi sawamura

it is no surprise that daichi is the captain of the karasuno males' volleyball team–what's there not to like about him? he's experienced, strong, very friendly, yet he makes it clear that he cares about the members outside of volleyball, that he cares about those he loves as people, not just as teammates or colleagues.

and of course, the same could be said about how he feels towards you, his beloved partner.

one thing to note about daichi is that he is a worrier, beneath that tough and sometimes scary image he has, he only gets this way when he's worried–when things get out of hand; and when it comes to you, daichi can't help but fuss over you a lot, but he is never overbearing, mind you.

he gives you your space when you need it, lets you figure out what you have to do to grow as a person and to let you live a little more independent from him–but he lets you know that, when things get tough, he wants to be your refuge; to be the one you come to seeking comfort in and helping you catch your breath from such awful or bustling days.

"now, now... don't beat yourself up, they were all small mistakes. yeah, sure, some of them might have lasting effects, but i know you're doing everything you can to make up for it; i'm right here for you, so please, don't ever worry about it–we'll handle it, together."

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ kotaro bokuto

he may be a bit immature, sometimes clueless that he is being immature–but can he help it, wanting to live in the moment and enjoy his last year of high school? especially with his girlfriend–you.

bokuto is a loud, boisterous guy with a massive confidence; he's kind of the stark opposite of you, and he loves that very much. he likes being all loud around the rest of the guys on the team when he's talking about you, whining about how the day's way too long for him to not spend every hour with you, and he loves catching your eye when you enter the court during their practice matches to see him play.

he goes absolutely crazy when he sees you in the crowd, he will personally go out of his way and climb into the bleachers just to hug you, to shower you with affection that's long overdue.

akaashi tries to stop him and hold him back from attracting too much attention towards you two, but as long as you're okay with it, bokuto finds no reason to not give the only girl he's made to love all the love, affection, attention and devotion he has for you.

"babe, i swear, i'm gonna win every set for you–every game you come to, you keep me going! i'm gonna make sure we win, not because i want to, but because it'll make you smile, right? so, the opposing team can bring it on, because i'll make sure we win, and i'll make sure you'll be proud of me–every single time!"

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luvring · 9 months

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LOVING YOU IS EASY

gn!reader | bokuto fluff ^___<

“we could go window shopping?” bokuto suddenly suggests from his spot beside you on the bench.

“no we could not.” you laugh in disbelief before looking back down at your phone.

through a series of miscommunication, you and your boyfriend have found yourselves at the mall to watch a movie with his team that isn't playing for another 3 hours. it's a weird amount of time where going home doesn't make sense, but you don't have other plans either.

“why not?”

“because it’s never just window shopping.”

kotaro tilts his head, genuinely confused. “huh? i don’t buy that much.”

“for you. i put something back and you’re suddenly behind me putting it in a cart i didn’t even see you grab,” you explain with a light flick to his forehead. “stop spending your money on me.”

kotaro pouts and shifts in his spot beside you to get even closer—he always gets more affectionate when he’s trying to convince you of something. you’ve grown accustomed to the way his arms wrap around your center, and his face finds place in the crook of your neck. his hair tickles your face and you lean away, only giving him the opportunity to nuzzle closer and kiss your jaw. “but i like spoiling you. you deserve it.”

“what happens when my closet gets too full from all the clothes you buy me? or there’s no more space on my poor bookshelf?”

“i’ll get you another bookshelf! you can have my closet.”

“yeah? where are your clothes gonna go then?”

“i’ll put them somewhere at the bottom.”

“liar.” you laugh breathily and pinch his cheek. “they’d get all wrinkled and you’d get pouty and ask where the steamer is.”

“then i’ll get a dresser.”

“then why couldn’t i get a dresser?”

“the closet’s more space,” he says as if it were obvious.

“kotaro,” you drag out his name. the way your boyfriend fawns over has always been a little hard to believe. it was easy for anyone to see that loving you came effortlessly to him, affection woven into every breath he took and gaze that landed in your vicinity. when you’d ask how and why, what it was about you, his brows would furrow and he’d purse his lips. “what do you mean? everything about you, i guess?”

and it's not like you didn’t have your own income to get him gifts either. but every time you do, your boyfriend seems to take it as a sign to get you double what you got him. it isn’t in a competitive way—he’s told you himself that he just gets so happy that he wants to make sure you’re even happier.

so you make yourself welcome his affection and every “i love you” he yells before having to part ways. you let every hug and kiss wrap around you like a blanket, let them seep into your bones and whisper soft words of affection that promised to love you the same to the ends of the earth, or until you’d believe each one as easily as they were spoken.

but you think guilt would always find its way, slipping through hidden cracks in the heart you’ve built, chipping away in search of its companion, hatred, slumbering somewhere inside.

kotaro looks up at you at the sound of his name, hair tickling you again, and eyes somewhere between pleading and determined. your noses are only a few inches apart, as if a closer proximity would make your words soak into him easier. “i’m serious, you don’t have to spend your money on me, ko.”

“and i’m serious when i say i want to.” he says, furrowing his brows and bringing his hands up to cup your face, too. you’re sure the both of you look silly, sitting on a bench, holding each other’s faces, but kotaro doesn’t hesitate or care about passersby.

you’re not sure he ever has when it came to loving you.

“i don’t want you to worry about stuff like that, y’know? i have more than enough money to spend to make you happy, so why wouldn’t i?”

he says your name, in a tone more serious than his usual one. “i love you. i love getting you things and seeing you happy. you always think i’m giving you too much, right? but i don’t think so. even if you don’t see it, you do a lot for me just by being you. this is me showing you i love you just as much, and that you can rely on me, too.”

you’re not surprised at how easily he speaks, yet your eyes still search his, looking for some kind of hesitation, a sign he’s lying that you know doesn’t exist. you huff. “if i’m super cheesy and say i don’t need your money to be happy, will you stop spending it?”

he smiles at you. “nope! ’cause i already know that.”

you sigh, lips twitching into a defeated smile. “don’t know why i tried.”

“so i can keep spoiling you? if we check out the new store that opened, i promise i won’t spend a lot this time.”

“what’s considered a lot?”

“dunno, maybe a few shirts?” he considers. you shoot him a look of disbelief. “...less than a few? is a few five? four? three? it’s three? by definition?”

“ko.”

“three. okay. the price of three shirts. really! seriously. there was just something i think you’d like—”

“ko.”

“baby, okay, what if—okay, something we’d like?” he starts to stand up, hands grabbing yours to pull you up with him.

you jokingly groan and pull back. “will we make it back in time for the movie?”

“of course! trust me,” he reassures you. you don’t trust him, of course. yet at the same time you jut out your lips, you let your fingers interlock with his so he can pull you, and kotaro shoots you a grin—the same one he always has around you, still coming as easily as spoiling and loving you seemed to.

seeing the same green divider in all my notifications has been driving me not up but Through a wall in a Very big truck going Very fast so i will be regularly using different colours now.

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