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hi luv! i hope you're doing great. Saw your recent post and i do have a hc request (since im having a haikyuu brainrot rn 👀), what would you think of making papa!haikyuu hcs 😩. How would these volley boys make as a father! (especially kenma, tsukki and noya) and you can add your favs too 💕sjsjjsjs hope you have a great day ahead!
I'm doing okay, I hope you are doing good and that you have a nice day! I hope you enjoy this post and it is to your liking
Them as fathers
Characters: Kenma, Noya, Tsukki Gender neutral reader, it is not mentioned whether the children are adopted or biological, Kenma’s is longer than the others because i had way too many ideas for him
Kenma Kozume
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First things first: I don’t think Kenma would have more than one kid, if you really wanted to have more he would relent but he is perfectly happy with just one, he thinks 3 people is the perfect number for your little family.
You may think he wouldn’t be that involved in his kids life, but that is a big misconception,
No matter how much work he has to do he makes sure to spend time with you and your kid.
Kenma would never show his child on the internet in any way, he wants to keep his private life private and keep his child safe, he knows how cruel the internet can be, no way in hell will he put his young child into that kind of situation.
Once your child learned to crawl he brought the three starters of Pokémon black and white (gen 5 best games I don’t take criticism) to see which one your child would choose.
Based on what they chose he will be sulky or proud. (I nearly made this into Oshawott propaganda but I didn’t you’re welcome). But at the end of the day he knows that they just choose one based on colours and shapes, he would teach them once they are older how to perfectly choose a starter.
Best believe that as soon as your kid is old enough to understand things he will show them all kinds of (age appropriate) video games.
You enter his gaming room with some snacks for him and you can just see him play Slime Rancher as your kid sits in his lap, eyes glued to what their father is doing.
He already has started a Stardew Valley coop farm for you three to play together one day, he is just waiting for the day your child is old enough.
Now enough video game talk, (though I have so many more ideas about this lol) your child loves it when Kenma reads to them before they sleep, his voice is very soothing to them.
Once they are asleep Kenma stays at their side a bit longer, watching them sleep a serene smile on his face.
Kenma can’t say no to your kid, he will buy them anything they want. You sometimes wonder how he can be so responsible with his money in any other situation, but your child just needs to point at something and he will buy it for them unless you intervene.
Lastly, be prepared for Kenma and your kid to team up against you. Board games? Yeah they are a team even if the game isn’t a game for teaming up. (Monopoly is a nightmare with them, Oh you need a red? Too bad your kid and Kenma are trading it between one another instead of giving it to you) But you can’t really seem to mind when you see the way Kenma and your kid smile. (Unless you are like me and are fiercely competitive in games then you may want to strike Kenma down)
Yu Nishinoya
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Noya would take longer to have children with you, at least until he is done travelling, he does want kids but is aware that travelling the world with them wouldn’t be ideal, he wants them to have a stable home.
Once you two do have kids, he wants at least 2 or 3. Noya wants a big family.
I feel like he is the type of Dad that throws his kids in the air and then catches them (he won’t do it high) and it always gives you a heart attack.
Instead of reading them good night stories he always tells them (embellished) stories from when he travelled the world, for example he once exclaimed to one of your kids how a mermaid vied for your attention but he fought them heroically off.
This does bite him in the ass years down the line once your kids are teens, they will bring these stories up whenever they can to tease him.
Asahi is basically an uncle to your kids, he often visits you and brings the kids many gifts. He loves to spoil them.
And yes Asahi designs the clothes for your kids as well, it often leads to many people asking you and Noya where you got the clothes for them from since they are such a high quality.
Yes, he will teach your kids “Rolling thunder”. No you can’t stop him. Even if your kids don’t play Volleyball they will still know the move.
This leads to your kids looking for his old jersey’s from highschool, putting them on and pretending to  be their dad. No he is not crying, he just got dust in his eye.
Vacations and holidays are important to Noya, while he can’t travel the world with your kids, he will take them on memorable vacations across the country when they are old enough to remember them.
He wants them to have a happy and fulfilled childhood with as many experiences as they can have.
Kei Tsukishima
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When you first brought up having children with him he asked “Are you sure you can take care of a child? Don’t you wanna practise with a pet rock first?” You lightly punched him in the chest for that and he had his signature smirk on his face.
He is honestly neutral on the aspect of having kids, he is not against it but also it was never his dream of having them, so he is fine with whatever you want.
Just like Kenma he would probably only have one kid, with his Job as a Volleyballplayer and everything he isn’t home that often, so if you had more than one kid he would feel guilty leaving you home alone with them.
Tsukki is probably the first one from Karasuno to have a kid, so he is smug about the fact that he is ‘better’ than the others in that regard.
The first team reunion after you two had your child will have him holding his child proudly, while he tells all the others how slow they are for not having kids yet, which has everyone rolling their eyes. He is very proud of his kid so that he will hold it up Lion King style so everyone can admire it.
Unluckily though he miscalculated the height of the ceiling and bonked your kids head on it, which left everyone in the room in a stunned silence (True story from my infant days, my dad did this exact thing with me)
You had made him change every diaper for 2 weeks for the heart attack he gave you with that, even if your kid was fine and wasn’t hurt.
Tsukki and you switch every night who is going to read your kid, while you pick different topics every time, he only ever chooses dinosaur stories to read to your kid.
Speaking of dinosaurs, Tsukki once claimed he had to educate your kid on certain things while you went out grocery shopping, when you came back you saw that the thing he was educating your child on was “The land before time” which made you smile.
Now no matter if the child is biologically yours or adopted, it somehow interhits his sass, which means you will be surrounded by two sassy little pieces of shit (affectionate).
Though you get both of them to calm down their sass by offering them some strawberry cake if they stop, it surprisingly works better on Tsukki then on your kid, who would have thought?
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hyeque · 2 years
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“my arm is going to lose circulation if you keep doing that.”
tsukishima glares—or attempts to—at you and scoffs. of course you won’t budge. “it’s not going anywhere, can you let go please?”
you pout, displeased with your boyfriend’s comment. you haven’t seen him all day and only 30 minutes ago had you entered his apartment. needless to say, you currently cling to him like a koala.
he wrangles himself free of your grasp, relieved for his lungs and limbs. walking over to your shared closet—really just his clothes you steal—he rummages before finding something and tossing it your way. “here’s a sweatshirt. that make you feel better?”
you feel your frustration spill over and look at him with a frown. “that’s not the same thing!” you cry, tossing the clothing aside, “why would i want that when you’re right here?”
he blinks, glaring at the sight of your small tantrum. “hey, chill out.” he flicks your forehead before kissing the very spot.
he becomes silent, knowing he can’t argue with your logic. for once, you actually have a very valid point. and maybe, just maybe tsukishima likes when you’re clingy.
you sniffle, watching him settle back at his desk. you’re prepared to go and slip the sweatshirt on but you’re stopped when he softly calls your name.
“come here.” he scoots his chair back and pats his lap.
you stare at him with wide eyes, and wait for someone to pinch you. to wake you up from your dream.
tsukishima blushes a light red, the color spreading through his cheeks and the tips of his ears. “i’m going to retract my offer in a minute if you don’t hurry up.” he threatens, and you can tell he’s flustered by the way he awkwardly has his arms open.
you practically leap into his lap, and he grunts softly at the impact. another blush creeps up his neck and you plant several kisses on his skin. he adjusts you so your legs wrap around his waist as he sits in the chair.
“is that better now?” he asks, his voice rumbling against you at a frequency you know and love.
you curl impossibly further into him. “much better now.” a pleased hum leaves you and you smile.
you hear kei humming a song you recognize as one from your shared playlist and you become elated. he’s not the best singer, but he only really ever hums or sings when he’s around you, and nothing can beat the feeling of being special.
one of kei’s hand slip up your lower back and he rubs small circles up your spine. the gesture makes you drowsy, and you feel yourself begin to fall asleep.
when kei feels the weight of your head on his chest, he almost says your name before he looks down. his heart swells when he sees you fast asleep, hands gripping onto his t-shirt. you look so…peaceful in his hold and he’s glad that no one else but him can hold you like this. see you like this. never in a million years would he want to see you in someone else’s arms.
he smiles, carefully shifting you in his hold so that he can still work. his large hand cradles the back of your head before he presses several kisses to your forehead, his silent way of showing how grateful he is for you. of being able to have you and cherish you and love you like he should.
after awhile he decides to take a break. he picks you in his arms before he moves to your shared bed. he hears you call his name, your voice small and confused.
kei carefully slides in next to you, hushing you quietly. “it’s okay. you’re okay, sweet girl. just go back to sleep. i’m right here.” he says softly, pulling you on top of his chest.
“m‘kay.” you mumble, closing your eyes again.
and you’re sure you’re not hallucinating but if you weren’t so drowsy, you could clearly hear kei mumble ‘love you’ before you fall back asleep.
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kitashousewife · 11 months
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an: i just got hit with this little idea idk what's going on lmao but i was inspired by rooftops by surfaces!
pairings: timeskip!tsukishima x fem!reader
warnings: anxiety, childhood friends to lovers, food/drink and eating mentions, he is a mommas boy i decided
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tsukishima huffs as soon as he hangs up the call, resisting the urge to throw his phone onto the breakroom chair. another apartment rejection, making that the fourth one this week. his fingers rub his eyes beneath his glasses as he accepts defeat once and for all.
after his shift today, he will be driving himself and his many boxes of belongings in his car back to his childhood home. for how long? he's not sure.
that's the worst part, in his opinion.
the lease was up for the apartment that he shared with yamaguchi. sure, he could've renewed and stayed for another year. but he just needed a change. for the last few weeks, the two boys had spent every evening researching different apartments closer to their jobs without any luck. any place that did have availability was conveniently snatched up before they could press send on the application.
kei drives home that afternoon with a weird feeling in his stomach. a mix between nostalgia and disappointment that only gets stronger as he drives into town. the late spring brought blooming trees and swaying flowers, welcoming him back home again. when he pulls into the driveway, though, he feels tired.
besides his housing search, he recently lost out on a great promotion at work. he wasn't too torn up about it until he learned that it was because he was too committed to volleyball. yet another time when his interests and reality butted heads. he's been having some tougher practices lately, exhausting his body as well as his mind.
"hi mom," he mumbles, ducking his head as he opens his car door. "i'm sorry about all of this. i'll be out as soon as i can."
his mom only smiles, reaching in to grab a couple of his boxes.
"you can stay as long as you would like. besides, how lucky am i to have my son home again?" she kisses his cheek while he bends down to grab a few things, and he shakes his head despite the smile tugging at his lips.
"what happened with this last place?" she asks, setting the boxes down in his childhood room, dusting her hands off.
"who knows. they called me during my break but they didn't give a reason," kei sighs. the weird feeling bubbles in his stomach once more as he takes in his old room. "at this point i think they have it out for tadashi and i."
"maybe it just isn't meant to be!" his mom says over her shoulder as they go downstairs for the last few things. kei rolls his eyes at that. ever the optimist, his mom.
"how is she?"
he shuts the door to his car and rolls his eyes once more, but this time his mom just laughs.
"she's fine. still working, i suppose."
as soon as the two of you started dating, kei tried his best to keep his mom in the dark in hopes of avoiding her teasing. it didn't work, of course, she found out the day of from your own mom.
the one downside of being childhood friends.
it had only been a few weeks, navigating the now romantic side of your relationship, but everything felt right. it felt safe.
"you should have her over tonight! i would love to see her."
"i'm sure you would," kei says from behind his water glass. "she's probably tired, though. maybe this weekend."
his mom blinks at him from across the kitchen counter.
"what."
"you haven't told her."
he throws his head back. "no, mom, i haven't. what am i supposed to say? oh by the way i moved back in with my mom?" when he sits upright, he's met with a bowl of pork and rice.
"kei, you're being ridiculous. for one, you guys have known each other for what, fifteen years?"
"seventeen."
"fine, seventeen years. she's probably been here more times than you could count. plus, you and i both know she wouldn't say anything. she loves you no matter what."
as he chews, he thinks that his mom is probably right. but what if she isn't? besides, what woman wants to be with someone that still lives with their mom?
"i think i'm going to unpack. thanks for the food mom."
he trudges up the stairs, looking at the photos that line the walls. framed school portraits, other small photos like the one of him and akiteru in the backyard with superhero capes, and of course the framed photo of you and kei at the school dance your third year. when he gets into his room, he flops onto his bed the same way he did a few years before. he lifts his head to look out the window and smiles.
are you off work? i'm at my moms if you want to stop by.
he stares at the ceiling for a few minutes, contemplating unpacking when you text back.
i would love to :)
you got off work around 5, stopping at your place to change when kei texted you. your apartment is only a short walk from your old neighborhood, so you decided to enjoy the nice weather and walk over.
while you walked, you thought about how far the two of you had come. growing up in the same neighborhood with moms who became best friends meant you spent a lot of time with kei and akiteru. running through the sprinkler while your moms gossiped over lemonade, trick or treating with tadashi, and of course birthday parties. your friendship continued through school and college, late nights sprawled out on the couch while tadashi and kei held smash tournaments, sunday afternoons studying at your kitchen tables, and of course volleyball games.
you laugh to yourself, thinking about how your teenage self would react to hearing that the two of you are now dating, not just friends but something much more. magical and comfortable all at the same time.
"hey."
you look around the front of the tsukishima home, but your boyfriend is nowhere to be found.
"up here."
"kei? what the heck are you doing?"
sitting on the flat part of the roof beneath his bedroom window, your boyfriend leans back on his elbows. sitting in the same spot the two of you have sat hundreds of times before.
"what took you so long? that snail at the end of the driveway made it three laps around by the time you got here."
"i walked. what are you doing up there?"
he smirks. "come up and find out. mom knows you're coming."
you walk in through the front door, greeted by his mom before running up the stairs and to the right.
"what's the surprise?" you climb out of his window, grabbing his hand that he offers you before sitting down.
"nothing. just wanted to sit up here. the sun should be setting in a bit."
you hum. "what's brought you to your moms?"
kei doesn't say anything, but he grabs his hand in yours. his lack of response makes you raise an eyebrow.
"kei?"
he sighs. "i moved back in," his voice is quiet and mumbled, but he stares straight ahead. the sunset light making his freckles stand out on his cheeks. you're sure his eyes are bright and golden, but he wont look at you.
"well, you'll be closer to me," you nudge his side and he snorts, still looking forward. "but that's okay. wanna talk about it?"
"there's not much to say," he turns to you now. you can tell he's embarrassed. his cheeks are a little pink, matching the tips of his ears. he lets out a tired sigh. "our lease was up, but every single place we applied to has turned us down. we had to be out of there so i came home," like a child dies on his tongue. you're playing with his fingers in your lap.
"and tadashi?"
kei smiles. you can't help but wonder about your friend. you've always been this way, worrying about everyone else first.
"he's staying at his parents as well."
he feels extremely relaxed, every nervous feeling dissipating as the sun sets. his mom was right, but he'll never tell her that.
"how long are you staying?"
his fingers take his glasses in hand, twirling them for a second before turning to you. a sight you don't see as often as you'd like.
"until i find somewhere to stay is my guess. a week, maybe more. i just hate this," he covers his eyes, now laying back fully against the shingles of the roof. "seriously embarrassing."
"says who?"
he peeks at you through his fingers. "everyone."
you stare ahead towards the sunset again. your thoughts go back and forth for a minute or so, both of you sitting in silence. the scary thing about your relationship is the same as the best thing: your history. it's amazing because you know each other so well, you've been a part of each other's accomplishments and experiences. but at the same time, one wrong move and that could all go away, turning into only memories.
"i don't think it's embarrassing. you have a mother who loves you and welcomes you home. plus, at least your mom didn't turn your room into storage like mine," you deride, earning a smirk and a snort from your boyfriend. "but if it's that big of a deal to you, why don't you just move in with me?"
you stop, mouth shutting quickly to stop any other words from flying out. your face heats up and you stare ahead, refusing to see the reaction from the man laying beside you.
he's just as shocked as you. he looks up at the pink sky for a few seconds.
"o-okay."
"what?"
he sits up slowly, leaning back on his elbows once more, before slipping on his glasses. he turns to you with a small smile.
"i mean, why not. unless you didn't mean it,"
your eyes go wide. "no, i mean it! i mean, why not. i have the space, it's just me and i have an extra room you could use as an office. plus i already have a bed, and-"
"you're messy though."
you scoff. "i am not!"
he smirks, pulling you closer to lean into his chest. "i should move in so keep an eye on you. keep you from staying up too late. besides, i'm a great roommate. you would be lucky to have me."
you laugh. "i am lucky to have you, you're right."
kei stutters for a moment, before relaxing again. he's still not used to your compliments and flirting, but he can't get enough. he squeezes you a little tighter, kissing the top of your head.
"when can i move in?"
"monday? that way you can spend the weekend with your mom?"
he hums. "i like that plan."
the two of you sit on the roof for a while longer, watching the rest of the sunset in peace. kei feels happier, so excited to finally have somewhere to call home. he's actually thought about this for a while, coming home to you after a long day, going to bed with you and waking up to do it all again. being there for you when you’re sad, no longer relying on facetime or a quick call.
but for now he will enjoy the weekend, pretending to be young again.
he won’t admit it, but he’s also glad to live so close to home. but he can’t let his mom hear that.
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taeyamayang · 1 year
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OKG PEA-
okay okay.. for the ask prompts
"will you just shut up and kiss me?" + tsukishima
kiss me or kiss you
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"hinata said you like me."
it is one of those moments, a moment when you are almost certain that the world momentarily stopped turning and all you could hear is the rapid beating of your heart.
did shoyo tell on you?
"earth to (y/n)." tsukishima clicks his fingers at your lack of response.
a sly smile forms on his lips as he watches your walls crumble beneath your feet. oh, how he loves to silence your smart mouth. the image before himㅡyou, startled and muted, is worth to paint a picture of, hanged in gallery for every one to witness the effect he has on you.
"hinata said you like me, romantically, and he-"
"STOP." your wide-eyes dart at him as your throat runs dry. his head falls to the side, orbs savoring every inch of you before licking grains of salt at the corners of his mouth. he is clearly enjoying your unguarded state.
"hm?" he taunts, biting his lips together into a thin line as he fights the urge to grin. he leaves your shared box of fries on the bench, standing to close the gap between the two of you. his hands shoved inside the pocket of his pants as he gaze at your seated position through his bottom lashes; an act of domineering over your helpless flustured state.
"you're lying." you huff without conviction.
"am i?" arching his brows at you, he takes a step forward, slightly bending his back down so you're closer.
"i will never like you." and though you tried, your words fail to make him believe. perhaps, lying isn't your best skill. albeit, you push through. at this point, backing down is a sign of weakness and path for him to fuel his already inflated ego.
"you're obnoxious. a salty ill-mannered immature brat who doesn't how to manage their temper. you think you're cool by acting mean? ha, in everyone's eyes you're just a plain boy with mommy issues." a light crease forms on his forehead as you continue to distance yourself him.
you finally roped him. you hit a nerve by using words you learned from the best, him. maintaining a friendship with him isn't for the weak hearted. you can't be too sensitive around tsukishima. you need to learn to fight back even in playful bickerings in order to keep him in place.
as you stare at the blonde, a thought suddenly crosses your mind. tsukki does not like conversing with the other first years of the volleyball team. there's no way hinata will spill on him because the orange headed knows tsukishima doesn't care about these type of things. chances are, he might be playing one of his tricks on you and you absolutely cannot fall for it. hence, you continue.
"even if it's only the two of us left on earth, i would never choose you. i will never like you, kei." your tone tastes like chili peppers and bitter gourd, like rubbing salt on an open wound.
"(y/n)." tsukishima pulls a serious face, sighing as he locks his eyes on you. "hinata told me. i am telling the truth."
there's something about the sudden shift in his face that sends chills down your spine. all of a sudden you're doubting yourself.
what if shoyo accidentally told him? what if tsukki overheard shoyo talking about it to a fellow member and cornered him so shoyo felt the need to tell him the truth? what if... what if...
"no, he didn't." you responded weakly, your eyes bouncing from one to the other.
"yes, he did." tsukishima presses. a deeper crease forms on his forehead at your stubborness. "shrimpy told me the other day during practice. well, i overheard the conversation between him and sugawara senpai and when i heard your name i stepped in. then, the orange gremline told me." he explains.
your heart dithers and your throat runs dry once more. if tsukishima is acting up until this point then he deserves an Oscars. but your friend would never put up an act this long, you know him well. if he was lying, he should have laughed at your face long ago. hence, there's only one thing for sure,
tsukki isn't lying.
in your mind you wished to be swallowed by the ground and be part of the damned soil. even if you have been pinning on your friend for the longest time, you never considered telling him. you know that he isn’t the type to swoon over romance, the thought alone makes him empty his stomach. you figured it’s better to keep your feelings to yourself than lose him as your friend. 
“and you believed him?” you scoff. your confidence quivers at each word you utter. “you really believed that i like you? you think so, tsukki? i would never in my wildest dream-” 
"will you just shut up?!" he cuts you off, screaming. he twists his neck to the side as he shuts his eyes to collect his composure before turning to shoot you a look. he swallows, adam's apple bobbing as he says in a calmer voice, "will you just shut up and kiss me?"
tsukishima levels his face to you so he could look at you eye-to-eye. he places his boney hand at the side of your face as he lets out a frustrated huff.
"or should i kiss you to shut you up?" he dares to say making your restless heart beat against your ribcage. tsukishima can feel your racing pulse at the base of your neck.
"your mouth started to irk me. your insults are getting better and better. who taught you that?" his thumb caresses the crest of your cheek back and forth as he inches his face closer. he whispers, "me, but i can also teach your mouth other things than spurting insults." the tip of nose softly nudges against yours. you swallow hard. "just say yes."
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i'm leaving this on a cliffhanger and blame it on my birthchart. this is from early this year (i think) i'm sorry kale!! this has been sitting on my drafts since you requested it and couldn't get to it bc i feel meh with the previous plot but now i'm happy with it so i hope you are too! and HOLY GRAIL i miss writing for tsukki aghhh maybe i should do more for him soon hm...
anywayy rbs and likes are very much appreciated thanks!
ps. updates are messy and unpredictable bc im going through a writer's block on my recent fics
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Ideal Types: Haikyuu
So I've been having a ton of fun with these this weekend and decided to do a few for the Haikyuu boys (or girls if anyone wants)
I will put a disclaimer that I honestly think it's not as clear as the MHA boys, and that these boys are more compatible with wider ranges of people, but when looking into their wiki pages, these headcanons came to mind.
Tsukishima, Kenma, Sugawara, Nishinoya, Kuroo
Fluff/Hc/Drabble
Kei Tsukishima:
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I believe Kei would fall for someone who's honest to a fault. They honestly aren't as mean as he is and calls him out on his crap way more than he'd like at first. All his sharp words seemed to do nothing to hurt them and it would drive first-year Tsukki absolutely bonkers. He'd be infuriated, but honestly unintentionally grow to respect them as time went on. I think what would hook him is seeing that they never intentionally caused drama, and were not concerned with sparing (or hurting) his feelings. He's been lied to a lot, so the boy has massive trust issues, that this person unintentionally becomes a safe space. and vise versa. I think he'd honestly defend them from everyone and they'd begin to date 3rd year. 
Kenma:
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I genuinely think Kenma would melt for an attentive soul. Kenma is insecure and doesn't verbalize his analytical thoughts often, and usual even then only when asked. I think Kenma can come off as apathetic at times, but I honestly headcanon he really isn't, he just doesn't really know what to say. I think something that would compliment Kenma would be someone who notices how smart the boy truly is and pursues his thoughts and opinions. By university Kenma would feel so comfortable they wouldn't have to ask anymore. I don't think it would matter if they were energetic or not, but I think it would really help if they had a goal in mind (note why he likes hinata and kuroo)
Sugawara:
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Okay, So it's a bit contreversal, I honestly think Sugawara would fall for a free soul, now I realize that could sound weird. I actually don't think Sugawara is super crazy, he's not sickeningly sweet angel, but one thing the show brings up over and over again is how reliable he is, even if he doesn't see that as a valuable asset while comparing it to natural talent. I think it says way more about his character. Suga's worked his whole volleyball career on reading his team mates, that I think someone who genuinely saw him, and pulled him into the moment would put a new passion into his step. Now with that said, I don't think he'd realize he fell until like 8 months after they became friends. it would hit the man like a ton of bricks
Nishinoya:
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I think Nishinoya would need someone who's so proud of him. Nishinoya's backstory is that he came from being a scardy-cat. something he doesn't really mention in the series very much, and I'd draw the conclusion he would be ashamed of his past. I think someone who's seen where he's grown from and respects him would melt his heart in ways he never expected it could. Nishinoya might not calm down but with the influence of his S/O, I believe he'd learn to be a bit less self-destructive. I also headcanon he wouldn't fall for someone found conventionally attractive. 
Kuroo: 
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Okay, I believe honest to goodness that Kuroo would fall for someone who's a stick in the mud. Now it might be a little weird to say that, but Kuroo's biggest strength in my opinion is reading people. I think Kuroo would be infuriated by someone who genuinely just stuck to their guns and didn't take any of his sly crap. He would have spent all 3 of his high-school years fighting for their attention. I genuinely think a tiny bit of rivals to lovers thing going on. I do think that his S/O might be a bit better at things not academic and university made Kuroo realize how much he truly missed them. I think they would actually get together after he was ceo and they crossed paths. Could I be totally wrong about this? absolutely, but this is my headcanon
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erphy · 1 year
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after school ♡( ◡‿◡ )
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etesians · 2 years
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kei is in love.
he’s in love with the little bap bap! you do to pop the lid back on the brita. in love with the way you bounce on your toes as you wait for the water to boil.
he loves the way you swing open the refrigerator doors like you’re beginning a grand ol’ dance, and how you shriek when he sneaks behind you to grab your waist, because what are you doing? he’s right there. and obviously a much better partner than a fridge.
“good one,” you laugh. he stares at you flatly. you present your case:
the fridge—you smack the doors for good measure—is firm in its stance. back straight. posture perfect. the fridge can’t step on your feet, say... if it was our wedding and we were in the middle of our first dance.
“gee, my bad,” he smirks, recalling your raccoon eyes. “you looked insane. i got distracted.”
which was yachi’s mistake, for mixing up which tube of mascara was the waterproof one. but the photos turned out funnier that way, so you didn’t blame her.
no, what took the cake for you was how you’d managed to convince kei to let you put some of the non-waterproof mascara on him. he'd been cocky. self-confident. two traits, you remind him, the fridge could never be accused of.
go ahead. really? why not. it's not gonna come off anyway.
"i got distracted by yours in the car."
“yeah,” he remembers. when you noticed the dark blur around his eyes, you'd laughed at him for a good ten minutes. and then practically jumped him. something about men and smudged eyeliner (or in his case, mascara) being utterly irresistible... like that pirate from that dumb fairytale show you used to watch. "we missed our flight."
"eh. i like to call it, ‘starting our honeymoon off early.’” "hmm...” he pulls you close. the past month seemed to pass by in a blink. how is he supposed to go back to work on monday, when his brain is still overrun with everything you? “maybe we should get married again."
“okay,” you smile against his lips. "we’ll have to find something to fight about first.”
you make him stupid. 
“easy. remember that time you told akiteru—”
he should hate it, but he's kind of in love with that, too.
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basilly · 2 years
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a little sprain | tsukishima x reader
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wc 196, no pronouns mentioned
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your hands slightly trembled, trying to be very careful with the pair of hands outstretched in front of you. you frowned at the blonde sitting in front of you.
"kei you need to be more careful- have you been taping your fingers correctly?"
tsukishima resisted the urge to roll his eyes, softening at the worried look displayed across your features.
"y/n, i'll be fine. it's just a little sprain-"
he winced- you had prodded at a swollen bit of skin, which went obviously noticed to you. sighing, you dig through your bag for salve and another roll of finger tape.
gently rubbing the cream over his hands, tsukishima watched intently. after rewrapping the tape around his middle and ring finger, you sat down next to him.
you lean your head against his tall frame while he flexed the rest of his fingers to test mobility.
"we need to talk to coach about a team nurse or something." "yea but who needs a nurse when i have you? plus i don't like when other people touch me."
you laugh in response- kei had a way of being oddly sweet, but it wouldn't be him without it.
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justwonder113 · 1 year
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had to make another one where we make our beloved haikyuu boys flustered. the credit goes to our adorable anonymous reader who gave me this idea. I'm so so sorry it took me literally months to write it. I feel really bad I just had the worst writer's block and couldn't really write anything.I really hope this one was worth it🙏❤️❤️
This part will only include Tsukishima tho but I'm thinking of making this series👀
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You telling the boys that you bought the dress only for them to take it off off you
Includes: Tsukishima Kei
WARNING: Suggestive, fluff, reader is bold as always, reader wears dress and make-up. Please notify me if I missed anything else ^^
Tsukishima Kei
You were feeling beyond proud of yourself. You had come up with the perfect plan to surprise your boyfriend and you were sure he would absolutely love it
He had been on edge for a while, the things at work weren't going all well and it was taking it's toll on him. He was more snappy and overall on edge, not to say how exhausted he was. He barely managed to take care of himself. You tried your best to support him, you gave him his space when you knew he needed it and comforted him with best of your ablities when you knew he needed you, but you didn't feel like it was enough.
Now that you knew that he got through with this problems you wanted to surprise him. You even took a day off on work just so that everything could be perfect.
The house was spotless clean, you ordered his favorite meal and his favorite desserts, you also bought some nice scented candles and lit them both in the living and bathroom while you dimmed the other lights. You also brought out few of the nicest blankets but you were sure you wouldn't use them beause of the surprise you were hiding underneath your nice robe.
Soon enough you heard the sound of keys and after click of the door. You checked for your lipstick for the last time and went to greet him.
"How's my tired boy?" You asked before giving him a soft peck. Kei wrapped his hands around you and hid his nose in the croock of your neck and just stayed there for a fewseconds, as if your scent helped him relax. He made an inaudible noice just to point at you how tired he has. The corners of your mouth lifted up in a soft smile, you took his hand and started to lead him, "come on pretty boy lt's have dinner. I ordered your favorites." He squeezed your hand and let you lead him. You pointed to his chair and then sat across him.
The dinner was peacefull, Kei told you everything that had been going on at the museum and you listened carefully, adding commnents then and there.
After a while you told him to go take a bath while you took care of dishes.
He must have been really touchstarved because he didn't take his time at the bath like usual and almost immediately came to you. You absolutely loved it when he became clingy like that.
He leaned in his whole weight on you and made you fall on the sofa, his head on your chest causing you to giggle.
"Thanks for being understanding, it must have been hard for you," he mumbled against your chest after a few minutes of just laying there with you scratching his scalp and softly placed a kiss on your cleavage, "I feel like I haven't been with you for ages." You smiled softly at him, it was a rare sight to see him talk about his feelings like that.
"Don't worry darling I know how hectic work can get, I'm more concerned about your health.Yes work is important but you can't forget about your health" You pecked his forehead, he hummed, "Yeah you're right."
You chuckled, "of course I am" which made him roll his eyes. He straightened up and you got up, your robe slipped a little revealing a foreign cloth Kei hadn't seen. He eyed your cleavage carefully making you raise your eyebrow.
"Find something interesting?" He scoffed at you.
"Is it new? What did you get?" He suddenly got curious about provocative clothes, your smirk got wider as you got up, his curious eyes following you carefully.
"Just got something to surprise my boyfriend you know." You carefully started to strip off the robe only to reveal most sinful dress you had ever owned. When you saw it first you immediately knew it would make his mouth water so you just had to get it! You had been waiting for an occasion to wear it for ages! It was in your favourtite color too! Hugging all the curves and defining them this well... You knew he already had trouble holding himself back by the way he watched you like a hawk. You slowly made your way to him and slowly straddled his lap, "I really hope you're up to some " You leaned in to whisper in his ear, while his hands slowly slid from your legs to your hips "fun, bacause I only bought this dress just so that you could take it off of me," you purred.
"God you're going to be death of me!" He said and immediatelly flipped you over so that he was above you and smashed his lips against yours, his hands already starting to travel your body, his tiredness just like that thrown out the window. Let's just say none of you slept that night.
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midnightmiko · 2 years
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Tsukishima who absolutely hates elementary school tours with a fucking passion. The kids never listen and the teachers are terrible at keeping them in line. Maybe he should just pass the tour on to one of his coworkers; yeah that’s a good idea. He was just about to go search for his boss to let him know he no longer wanted to do the tour when he saw you. You had just entered the museum with your class, you reminded them once again to stay in line and use their eyes and ears to look and not their hands. Getting closer to your group you smiled up and introduced yourself and your class. And for a moment Tsukki was speechless, how could an elementary school teacher be so damn cute; he let his eyes rake down your body and his face flushed. Was that a dinosaur sundress? After introducing himself to you and the children he began the tour. He was surprised at how well behaved the children were and at how well they listened to you. By the time you all reached the dinosaur exhibit you were practically vibrating with excitement. The dinosaurs were always your favorite part of any museum. As Tsukki went along explaining the different types of dinosaur fossils and asking questions for the kids, that you so kindly answered when they didn’t know; he became more and more entranced by you. At the end of the tour you guys hit the gift shop. He caught you admiring a small triceratops plush several times before you put it down and gathered up your children. You thanked Tsukki for being so kind and for showing your class around before turning to get them onto the bus. You’d be lying if you didn’t think the tall tour guide wasn’t cute and it was all your assistant teacher could talk about. Just as you were getting the last child on the bus you felt a tap on your shoulder; you turned to see Tsukki standing behind you holding a small gift bag. Before you had a chance to ask him what it was he turned and walked back in through the museum doors. On the drive back to the school campus you looked inside the bag to see the small plush you were admiring back in the gift shop along with a note from Tsukki asking for a date and his number. You texted him as soon as you finished for the day; later that night as you were putting the triceratops on your bed you felt your phone vibrate. It was a message from Tsukki with a time and a place to meet for Saturday. You smiled and before you had time to respond you received another text: wear your dinosaur dress again….please
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simp4emo · 2 years
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You get them a tamagotchi- Haikyuu edition
Reader : gender neutral
Genre: fluff
Characters: Karasuno first years
A/n: if you don’t know what a tamagotchi is, congrats! You’re still young 🥹 look it up before reading.
☀️Shoyo Hinata🍊:
Freaking loves it! In fact, he loves everything you give him,
You got him an orange one, decorated with lemons and orange slices.
He’d frequently take care of it (whenever he’s got some minutes to spare).
Even if he stops playing with it at some point, he’ll still take it wherever he goes, in his pockets or his bag. After all, it’s a gift from you and it needs to be treated like gold.
Unlike the others, he’s not embarrassed to use it in public. If his teammates tease him, he’ll about how grateful he is to have a partner who thinks of him and shares their interests with him.
🫐Tobio Kageyama🥛:
You couldn’t find him anything with a cow or blueberry design, so you ended up getting him a blue one with an ocean design. (It had bubbles on it 🥺).
He’s confused but he’s willing to make an effort and play with it to make you happy.
“Hey, what is it doing now?”
“Honey… I think it’s dead.”
“WhAt?! They can die?! I thought you said kids played with those!”
“We’ll, when did you last feed it ?”
“I don’t know… six days ago?”
“See, this is why we can’t have a pet. I mean, how can we, when you can’t keep the toy alive ?”
If you want him to use it, might as well make it challenge.
🌙Kei Tsukishima🦖
You looked all over the store to find one he’d like. You ended up finding a dinosaur themed tamagotchi shaped like a cracked egg.
The day you give it to him, he tells you it’s childish and ridiculous, even when you tell him that you and your friends play with yours.
“Fine. Then, I’ll return it.”
“You wish! It’s mine now.”
Even if he barely use it, he’ll hang it to his keys and never take it off.
Okay! Maybe he does use it…
…sometimes
… in the train
… when he’s alone.
🎒Tadashi Yamaguchi 📚
He saw you one day, playing with yours. He doesn’t really get it, though he does think it’s cute.
So you went your way and got him a green one decorated with leaves.
He loves it when you both sit down and play together. Each holding yours and sometimes exchanging them.
Although he loves you dearly, he’s pretty embarrassed to use it in front of Tsuki. Therefore, whenever the blondie’s around, he’ll hide it and pretend it doesn’t exist.
Jujutsu Kaisen edition
My hero academia edition
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ghostlygeto · 2 years
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CAN I GET 16 FROM THE FIRST SET W TSUKISHIMA PLS😵‍💫
YES YOU ABSOLUTELY CAN MY LOVE!!!! ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა
pairing: tsukishima x reader
warnings: none rly, sfw-ish (17+),
wc: 300
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“17. At your lover's complaining, rubbing a spot where they ache, smiling as they lean into your touch and melt at both the touch and warmth.”
“It hurts, y/n, I can’t get comfortable,” Tsukishima whined, shifting around in the bed again. He had messed up his shoulder pretty badly during volleyball several hours earlier.
“Stay here, I’ll be back,” You patted his shoulder before standing from your spot in bed, going to run a warm bath. It had been awhile since the two of you bathed together anyway, and you figured no better time than now.
Once the bath was a good temperature, and the bubbles built themselves up high enough you called out his name, waiting for your beloved boyfriend to come into the bathroom. “What’s all this, y/n?”
“Come in,” You began to undress yourself, looking over to make sure he was following your lead.
He was, of course. Tsukishima couldn’t remember the last time he had the privilege to sit in the bathtub with you. Though it’s small, he would gladly cramp into a tiny little tub just to be close to you.
There you sat, your back against the cold tub, body covered by the warmth of the water. Tsukki pressed his back against your chest, taking a deep breath in. While comfortable, his shoulder still hurt like no other.
“y/n,” He whined, “It still hurts. Will you rub it, please?”
You let out a playful sigh, placing your hands on his left shoulder and beginning to rub. You felt as he instantly relaxed against your touch, shoulders falling as you released the pressure from underneath his skin.
You didn’t usually get to see him this way, it seemed like Kei never gave himself a second to relax. But you couldn’t help but take comfort in knowing that when you did it was often at your own hands, in one way or another.
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send a character from aot or hq and something from this list for a short thing or some headcanons<3
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hyeque · 2 years
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messenger [tsukishima kei]
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synopsis: you and yamaguchi are best friends with tsukishima. nearly everyday girls come up to the two of you to ask about the blonde and you both have had just enough. little do you know that yamaguchi has a plan of his own to get the chatting to stop...
notes: based off the sole fact that it's canon that girls only go up to yamaguchi to ask him about tsukki, which obviously means he's popular with girls. this was originally written as a stand-alone but i decided to submit it for lexi's @suckerforsugawara first time for everything collab! i apologize for how late this is, writer’s block got the best of me.
warnings: reader is very much in their head, angst at first but eventual fluff with good ending
word count: 4kei
for as smart as tsukishima kei is, he sure is oblivious to how girls flirt with him.
everyday a good number of girls around campus whisper and talk about how they find the blonde middle blocker attractive. about how much a good boyfriend he would make. it amazes you to no end how much the tall and silent type attract people. you could probably end up rich with how much you hear about him, because there's seriously not one day where you don't hear his name.
at first, most of the comments make you laugh. over time though, you begin to roll your eyes and scoff. you don't understand why so many people like him. half the time you see how tsukishima interacts with hinata and kageyama and it isn't in the nicest or most pleasant way. it just looks like a complete circus act. you truly feel sorry for daichi and suga.
tsukishima is just...mean. if you had a boyfriend who treated you like that, you'd dump him on the spot.
but maybe you are a hypocrite because while you think of all these things, you're still friends with him.
...if you can even call it that—you're sure tsukishima just 'tolerates' you. but the fact that you and yamaguchi are the two he spends the most time with obviously means something. he also begrudgingly helps you with your homework and walks you home from class all the time.
it means something...right?
today is no different from many other days as you watch hinata and kageyama get into a heated screaming match about god knows what. tsukishima is on the side snickering to yamaguchi. everyone else is helplessly by standing.
but you, on the other hand, are in your own little world. you're one of the managers for karasuno university's volleyball team. currently, you're filling up water bottles for the team. being in the role as manager, you've become a master at zoning out hinata and kageyama's bickering.
but you did not expect that this skill would one day work against you.
"hinata, kageyama! watch out!" ennoshita shouts, but it's already too late. you feel the unruly force of a volleyball hit you, making you drop the bottles you're filling up and spill water on the ground.
"are you okay?" yamaguchi rushes to help you to your feet, shooting the offending people a small glare. kageyama and hinata shiver at tadashi's gaze and begin to profusely apologize.
"i'm okay, yams. thank you." you dust off your clothes and laugh, "it's nothing i can't help when those two get carried away."
"we are so sorry!" hinata cries, nearly tripping over himself to get to you. kageyama sheepishly let's out a 'sorry' before his face flushes a bright red.
you open your mouth to assure them you're fine, but a certain voice beats you to it.
"are you two that incompetent that you'll take out our manager in the middle of one of your childish games?" the voice hisses. "i knew the two of you were stupid, but you both surprise me every day. i have to start lowering my bar more."
you don't have to turn to know who it is.
tsukishima turns to you, a displeased look on his face. if you squint, you can see his concern. "and you really need to work on watching your surroundings. i'd rather not have to take you to the hospital." he scolds, picking up the bottles from the ground. he swats your hand away when you reach out for them and you puff out your cheeks, frustrated.
he always does this, where you can't tell if he cares for you, or if he's just being mean. maybe you’re reading into things too closely.
you watch his eyes scan your figure intently and you flinch when you feel him touch you. your breath hitches at how close he is, close enough to see the specks of gold in his eyes from behind the lenses of his sports googles.
his hand gently turns your face to either side, "are you hurt anywhere?"
at the feeling of his hand on your arm, you feel it burn at the source of his touch.  you quickly recover and answer that you're fine. he studies your face for a moment longer to detect if you're lying but doesn't prod for any more answers.
not too far away does yamaguchi note the gesture between you two, but doesn't say anything.
the rest of practice runs by smoothly and you have practically forgotten that you were hit with a volleyball. before you know it, it's over and everyone calls it a day before filing out to the lock room.
tsukishima announces that he has to go somewhere after practice and for you and yamaguchi to not wait up for him. neither of you question him on his whereabouts because chances are he won't even tell you anyways.
as punishment for hitting you with the volleyball, kageyama and hinata are responsible for cleaning up the gym and locking up, which gives you the advantage of getting home early. down to two, you and yamaguchi start your trek home, the convo floating between school, volleyball, and other interests.
"yamaguchi-san?"
the two of you turn at the sound of a girl. she looks anxious and nervous and holds a pink envelope in her hands.
"hi! what can i do for you?" he smiles, green eyes bright and inviting.
the girl seems to gain confidence at yamaguchi's smile. "i have this confession for tsukishima-kun...but i don't know how to give it to him, so i was wondering if you would give it to him for me?" the girl explains shyly. her eyes shift to you and widen. "you're not dating tsukishima-san are you?"
your eyes widen at the accusation and you bust out a laugh, hard. maybe too hard.
"me? date him? i could never!"
after your embarrassing and short-lived laughing party, yamaguchi reluctantly agrees to take the letter to give to tsukishima. a strange feeling wells up in your chest at the sight, and you don't know why you felt disappointed in him doing so.
as soon as the girl leaves, you see yamaguchi's shoulders sag and his smile fades. 
"what's wrong, yams?" you nudge your best friend in the side, noting the way he picks at the skin on his hand anxiously.
"nothing," he answers, "we need to get going now."
you pull him back. "it's not 'nothing'. come on, what is it?"
you watch as he takes a moment to gather his thoughts before he replies, "i appreciate and care about tsukki and all, but it really sucks that girls only talk to me about him." he pouts, puffing out his cheeks.
"it's probably because you're much more approachable than mr. blonde beanpole." you suggest, shrugging your shoulders. "frankly, I don't know why or what people see in him. he's not very people-friendly. plus he always walks around with a scowl on his face. but i too wish they would stop asking us about him. what did suckyshima do to get so many confessions all the time..."
your freckled faced friend raises his brows, amused by your passionate rambling. "are you jealous?" he asks, head tilting in inquiry.
"w-what? no! why would i be?" you scoff, feeling your heart race in your chest. "the only thing i'm jealous of is that beanpole blonde's attention." you say. "i would very much like to be confessed to as often as he gets!"
"you would hate it," yamaguchi chuckles, "you don't even like getting attention. especially from guys."
you click your tongue, not knowing how to disagree with him. "maybe, but it wouldn't hurt to have it happen once in a while, you know?" you sigh, "i can't go my entire life without experiencing a confession!"
you must've had a terrible past life to have such an unlucky dating experience. you've never had a guy ask you out. and while you don't like to be arrogant you consider yourself cute and a decent person—more so decent than glasses-kun.
"well, more guys would approach you if it wasn't for tsukki." yamaguchi says, and immediately upon speaking covers his mouth.
you raise a brow at your friend, "eh? what do you mean by that?"
before he can answer, you huff, "you're telling me blondie is messing up my love life? what does he gain from doing that?" you huff, feeling irritated that the number of cute boys you could've encountered is very little due to the fact that they were being cockblocked by the most annoying person on the planet.
yamaguchi would never tell you, and god bless your soul, but he's forever thankful for how oblivious you are at times. his skin is saved from having to explain to tsukishima why his crush on you has been outed.
but on the other hand, he desperately wants these confession shenanigans to be over with and for the two of you to confess to each other. to him, it's painfully obvious that there are shared feelings but neither one of you want to acknowledge the fact that there's something going on. he'd rather take the risk of tsukishima biting his head off if it means you two will end up together.
"let's just say that the two of you complain about each other too much for there not to be something going on between you two." yamaguchi says. "i just wish you'd both make out with each other or something."
panic swarms you, at the meer thought of locking lips with blondie. "tadashi, i would never be caught kissing him. i'd rather be dead." you say sternly, although an itch in your throat tells you otherwise.
"yeah, i totally got the vibe of that earlier when he came over to see if you were okay." he laughs, rolling his eyes.
"it didn't mean anything, he was just oddly nice..." you argue, the rapid beating of your heart mocking you.
the sudden silence could be cut through with a knife as you two walk. your knuckles grip your bag tightly as you focus on your feet in front of you.
"your crush never went away, right?" yamaguchi stops walking and looks at you intently.
when you don't respond, he knows his answer.
"that's another reason why i don't like getting these confessions. i don't want to see you get hurt by all of this." he reveals, his hand gripping the pink envelope he was given earlier.
"it doesn't matter, though. what i feel is irrelevant.” you shrug.
yamaguchi perks up, a light bulb going off. he presses the envelope to your hands. "you give this to him. you can find out what he says about the letter and how it makes him feel. he might act differently. that way, you can also decide if those feelings for him are still there, or if you've moved on. if you haven’t, then confess."
you turn away, not taking the envelope. your feet then move briskly. "what makes you think that he would accept my confession? there's no way he would."
"what's stopping you?" he presses, following you. "you don't know that unless you try."
a sharp exhale of air escapes you, your nerves taking your own words out of your mouth. "because i don't want to make a relationship awkward possibly. besides, he'll just make fun of me for having a crush on him and then reject me. so no way is tsukki going to accept it."
"he wouldn't do that. and you know he wouldn't. look, we both know tsukki better than anyone else does. i'm surprised at how blind you are to how he feels about you. or maybe you're denying it?"
before you can reply, you realize you've reached your apartment.
"just think about telling him? it'll ease your mind somehow, won't it? at least you'll have your answer and you can stop letting this eat at you the way it has for years." yamaguchi says, concern written on his face.
you sigh. "sure, tadashi. i'll think about it."
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you don't get a wink of sleep that night. and despite you wanting more time to think, you are meeting up with tsukishima and yamaguchi to hangout the next day. so even if you want to put off your thoughts about the situation, you can't.
"you look like shit," tsukishima says once you sit down at the cafe the three of you always meet up at. "like a zombie with the life is sucked out of them.”
“wow, how did you guess?” you say, response dripping with sarcasm.
a guilty look appears on his face before he changes it to a softer expression. "here, i already ordered for you." he says, pushing your favorite order across the counter.
"oh, thank you. you didn't have to." you reach into your bag to pay him back, but he pushes your hand away, a grimace on his face.
"yeah, well i did anyways." he says, turning away. a faint hue of pink can be seen across his cheeks. “you should really try not to over exert yourself. we can’t afford to have our manager collapsing.”
you stare at the drink, mind rambling. “right…”
tsukishima distracts himself with the time, noticing how late yamaguchi is. it isn’t like him to be late. once the male checks his phone, everything clicks into place.
"tadashi says he won't be able to make it to the movies." tsukishima tells you, slipping his phone back in his pocket.
"really?" you go to pull your own phone out of your bag to check, but something else catches your eyes first.
the pink envelope.
you gasp, gritting your teeth. "tadashi, you bastard..." you hiss, wondering when he slipped it into your bag.
"yeah, something about feeling sick..." the tall man's eyes slide down to look at you, and as attentive as he is he asks, "what are you grumbling about?"
you eyes glance between him and the letter, panic washes over you as you try to improvise a lie.
tsukishima leans over, peering into your bag. “what is that?” he asks.
solemnly, you hand him the pink envelope. cotton has lodged itself in your throat but you manage. "this...this is for you."
“from?” he questions, but he already knows it’s not you. you don’t dot your i’s like that.
“the usual. some girl with a crush on you.” you answer, “she didn’t know how to give it you directly.”
opening the letter, his brown eyes scan the contents carefully, silence overcoming him as he drinks in each word.
meanwhile, your heart races rapidly. you can feel yourself beginning to spiral in your mind, thinking of all the possibilities of what could happen next after he finishes reading the letter. instead of hearing anything, the blonde simply puts the letter back in the envelope.
“let’s go.” he says, standing up to leave.
wait...that's it? you watch him leave the cafe and scramble after him, confusion trailing you.
when you catch up to tsukishima, your eyes glance at him, trying to gauge anything. something.
"well?" you ask, brow arching up.
"'well' what?" he replies, staring at you expressionless.
"are you...going to accept?" you prod, leg bouncing.
the man seems to contemplate your question, not answering for a moment. the anticipation is killing you. swallowing you whole. you have to say something before you’re buried alive.
"don't accept that confession." you blurt.
"huh?" the blonde slips the envelope in his pocket. "and why not?"
you shift uncomfortably in your spot. "b-because."
"'b-because', isn't an answer. i hope you're aware." he mocks before stepping closing to you, a sly smirk on his face. "why do you look like you're about to throw up? is the thought of me getting a confession that repulsive to you?"
"shut up!" you hiss, the burning in your cheeks spreading like wildfire now. "i never said that."
"you didn't have to. your face said everything that i needed to know." he replies, "why are you so eager to know anyways?"
you shrug, "i mean, we're friends right? why wouldn't i be curious?"
a soft chuckle leaves him. it's pretty, and pretty looks very good on him. how annoying for your nerves. "right, and let's say i do accept the confession. what would you do then?"
you blink, your hands clammy, body scorching at this point. "dunno, maybe throw a party with a sign that says 'congrats kei, you're lovable after all'."
"you're a horrible liar, you know. it's very annoying." tsukishima scowls, grabbing your wrist and turning you to look at him.
"who said i was going to accept the confession?" he tilts his head to the side, leaning in slightly. "hmm? i think you put that idea in that pretty head of yours all by yourself."
you huff, irritated by his teasing manner."it's not funny to joke like that."
he blinks. "when did i make a joke?"
"you always do...i don't understand you, tsukishima." at this point you can feel your face burning up. you look away from the blonde, frustrated and also internally panicking. when you go to walk away, his large hand catches your wrist, pulling you back.
"so now we're back to tsukishima?" he asks, distaste in his tone.
you bite your lip, too scared to say anything.
he clicks his tongue. "listen, i didn't have to read the letter to know my answer. i didn't even need to receive one. i've already had my mind made up."
a soft 'oh' leaves your mouth. "is that right?"
"yes, because i already have feelings for someone." he confesses, and your heart nearly stops.
you weren't expecting this at all. you bargained for more than you wanted, but it’s your fault and your fault alone. you start to yell in your head about how wrong yamaguchi is, about how you're too late to confess now, because someone else has already stolen—
"this is for you." tsukishima hands a eerily similar pink envelope to you with a small plushie. your eyes widen as you look at the plush, recognizing that it's your favorite animal. you remember talking about how you still sleep with stuffed animals and made the mistake of having tsukishima overhear you. the teasing that day never ended.
when squeezing the plush to you, you're surprised to hear it play your favorite song. reading the letter, you recognize the handwriting as his immediately. you're familiar with how he loops his y's and g's. you recognize the eloquence in his words. but you feel alien reading how he pours his emotions—about you—into words. words that are a lot kinder and sweeter than his usual moments.
"why would i joke about my feelings?" he answers, pulling at his hands, fingers fidgeting. "if you don't reciprocate them—"
"no! i-i mean, yes! yes, i do!" your face is on fire at this point. "i'm just shocked, i-i wasn't expecting—"
"for someone to be into someone like you?" he finishes.
you blink, stunned by his response. "well, yeah."
and tsukishima kei does what tsukishima kei does best.
he flicks your forehead.
he rubs the spot where he flicked your forehead and his gaze becomes soft as he stares at you, his large hands not pulling back from how it gently cradles your face.
"i've been into your annoying ass since you yelled at those bullies for picking on tadashi." he mumbles, a fond look in his eyes.
your eyes look over him rapidly. "i don't get it. how? why?"
he pinches your cheek, rolling his eyes. "you keep saying that and it's really annoying." he continues, "it's simple. you're...you're a much better person than i am. you're smart...and funny. and you understand me even when my words don't always say what i mean. you've pushed me to be a better person." he tries to make himself smaller, wanting to escape his vulnerability, but it's hard when you're a walking lamppost.
"i can't stand the sight of other guys looking at you. at thinking they have a chance with you. call me a hypocrite because i know i'm the last person who deserves a chance with you, but—" he cuts himself off, fiddling his his hands.
"but what, kei?" you push, heart pounding.
"but i want one anyways. i've never felt like this with anyone before and i don't want to stop now. i...i'm willing to take the chance to ask to go out with you...even if i know you deserve better than me." he explains, head bowing low.
this time, you reach up and flick his forehead.
"ow? what the hell, dumbass?" he scowls.
"it's annoying when you do that, too," you say, teasing, "you always undermine how brilliant you are and it has to stop. you may be an asshole, but you're also perceptive, and caring, even if you don't really know how to show it in conventional ways."
he doesn't say anything because he knows you're right.
you speak again. "for the record, i think that you're pretty amazing. and a lot of other people think so too. learn to give yourself more credit, kei."
"i can say the same about you." he says, brushing hair back from your face. his eyes shift down to your lips before looking away just as quickly. his single strand of vulnerability left snaps.
"c-can i kiss you?" he stutters, and you're shocked to see the snarky blonde asshole you know in such a shy state.
"yes," you breathe, "please."
he can’t resist when you ask so nicely and look so pretty right in front of him.
and what you learn is that kei's kisses are sweeter than any words that can come out of his smart mouth. how that is possible, you don't know. but you surely don't mind at all.
he tugs you close to his body, his scent overtaking your senses. he smells like mint and whatever cologne he put on today and it's easily your new favorite aroma.
you pull away and can't help but note how pretty kei looks after kissing. hair disheveled, swollen lips, glossy eyes, and glasses nearly falling off his face. you quietly laugh and push the frames back up his face.
"i love you, you know." you say, holding his face.
he leans into you, kissing your palm as he reciprocates the words in a quiet voice. a quirk in his lips and he adds, "i would hope you do. i don't want to be seen having to return to build-a-bear for a second time to return a bear."
you grin, holding up the bear teasingly. "this plush?"
"oni-chan said i should give you something...that you'd appreciate. it's yours as long as you don't replace me with it." he answers, red creeping up his neck. "if you do, i'll return it."
"don't worry, kei. i promise not to replace you with a stuffed animal when i need cuddles." you latch onto his arm, clinging to him easily. he tugs you impossibly closer.
sending yamaguchi a text thank you and a picture of you with your new bear—now named tadashi—with an annoyed tsukishima holding you tight in the photo. 'new family photo! you were right!'.
yamaguchi only grins at the message, laying back on his bed as he smiles. his work as cupid is over. he'd figure out the third wheeling issue later.
for now, mission accomplished.
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animewithtea · 2 years
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Haikyuu x reader during study sessions together for upcoming exams
You’ve both got a lot of upcoming exams and decide to study together. These are all set in one of yall’s rooms. Am also planning on doing this with MHA characters so stay tuned for that :)). 
(Including Tsukki, yams, Kenma, Akaashi)
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Tsukishima 
The OG hardcore study boy :))
You two are studying in your room 
Tsukki might be the king of studying, always focused and on schedule, but you aren’t the same 
So he comes over to kind of sit with you and make sure you stay on track 
Of course it’s cute that he cares for you like this but it does get annoying from time to time 
‘Tsukki I’ve studied okay? I know the material, you can trust me on this.’ ‘I want to believe you, but are you a hundred percent sure that you’ve studied?’ 
Of course you got pissed so you stormed off 
He buys your favorite snacks and sets up a movie night, pillows, blankets and stuffed animals everywhere 
He gets you to come over to his house and he spoils you until it’s almost too much 
‘Sorry, for pushing you like that and not trusting you. I should've believed you.’ 
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Yamaguchi 
You’re sitting on your bed to study while he uses your desk 
After struggling all day you finally got to the point of focusing 
Yams however is completely distracted by how adorable you look while you’re focused 
As you write something down on your notepad you catch him staring
‘What?’ You ask, giving him a smile 
‘You, you just look so cute.’ He says, making you blush 
At this point you decide to study for one more hour and then take the rest of the night to chill and spend some time together 
When the timer goes off you sigh in relief, finally you’re done for the day
‘So I’m thinking, ramen and rewatching (insert fav anime). What do you think?’ ‘I was thinking the same thing (y/n).’ 
And do that is precisely what you do
While watching the anime he showers you in little kisses and you cuddle until you both sort of doze off to sleep 
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Kenma 
‘Okay baby, if you study for one more hour we can play Stardew Valley together afterwards.’ 
You were really tired, but you’d do anything to play Stardew with your boyfriend
He puts on the playlist you made together 
While you’re working hard, the boy stares at you in awe every once in a while 
You catch him once. ‘If I have to keep working then so do you.’ 
You pull through and it was really worth all the time because you know the material now 
After the timer going off you grab a controller and climb onto your boyfriends lap 
He puts his arms around you and kisses you on the top of your head 
‘Thanks for coming over ken, I really needed motivation.’ ‘Anytime sweetie.’
The rest of the night you focus on farm life with your boyfriend :)
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Akaashi 
You called him saying that you felt too tired to study so he came over to study with you 
This helped but you couldn’t help getting distracted by the sight of you boyfriend all focused on his studies 
It just made you want to get up, climb onto his lap and shower him with kisses 
Still you carried on and before you knew it almost an hour had past 
‘Sweetie, we should take a break.’ Akaashi said, laying his head on your shoulder. ‘Yeah okay, shall I make us some coffee?’ You ask 
As you come back into your room with two cups of coffee, Akaashi surprises you with your favorite pocky flavor
‘You didn’t have to.’ You say, while gratefully accepting the pocky of course 
 You lay your head down on his shoulder and enjoy your break 
‘Okay what if we study for one more hour, and then we can make dinner and chill?’ He says
You kiss him and get back to studying and soon enough dinner with your boyfriend rolls around 
You make your favorite dinner and spend the night cuddling and relaxing 
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the initiative
two people who are afraid to make the first move. who goes first?
ʚ tsukishima kei x reader | post-timeskip | 1.3k words
author’s note: i need a man like tsukki (also side note pt. 3 to my miniseries will come out soon i'm just not vibing with how i wrote it rn </3)
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you met tsukishima through a blind date set up by a mutual friend. he didn’t seem like the type of person to be set up on a blind date, but there he was at a cafe you were set to meet at. 
the two of you bonded during the first date, sharing your love of strawberry shortcake you both shared and some drinks he offered to buy for you. there, you learned much about him just as he learned some things about you too. you found out that he plays on a professional volleyball team, his love for music and dinosaurs, and his older brother that was his inspiration for him. at the success of the first date, he asked you on a second one.
during your second date, he took you to the beach expecting to cool down from the summer heat but instead you asked him to teach you volleyball. he teased you at first, stating you were “just too short to be reaching the ball.” he did eventually end up teaching you and was surprised at how quick and how good you were; he teased you for that too. by the end of the date, you both ate ice cream as you watched the sunset, once again sharing a strawberry-flavored dessert.
 he took you home afterwards, walking you to your door like the gentleman he is. you thanked him, and unspoken tension filled the air. none of you knew what to do. you were rubbing the back of your neck, tsukki fiddling with his hands, so he took matters in his own hands: he patted your head as he bid you farewell and entered your home. back in your home, you were absolutely nervous. you felt as if he was going to make a move, but it ended up differently. part of you hoped something would happen, but was glad that nothing did happen for the sake of your nerves.
today was your set third date, where you offered to take him to a history museum. you remembered his love for dinosaurs and decided the museum was the perfect place for a third date. you paid for his tickets, he picked you up, and off you went to explore the museum.
inside filled many different exhibitions – one for photography of the local landscape, another for fossils, and many others. you allowed him to lead the way, and fitting of his likes, chose the fossil exhibition.
inside were many different fossils surrounding every wall and most of the path; ones big, others small, one human-like, and others of dinos. tsukishima was entranced with all these fossils, stopping every so often to read the placards for each display and taking pictures of the bigger fossils. you enjoyed seeing his enjoyment of the exhibition, happy that you chose such a great place.
afterwards you strode back to the entrance, hoping to find another exhibit that would catch your eyes.
“does anything catch your eye?” 
you stared up at him, and he was looking back at you for an answer. he was fiddling with his hands, a habit of his when he was nervous as you took notice of before.
“oh! um, there’s an exhibit on gemstones. we can go there if you want!” he looked away to find the entrance. as he found it, he grabbed your hand suddenly. 
“okay, let’s go.” he dragged you along before you eventually caught up with his strides. you figured his fiddling fingers were him contemplating if holding your hand was appropriate. you giggled a bit before squeezing his hand in reassurance, him squeezing back.
the walk throughout the gemstone exhibition peaked your interest more, but tsukishima was still invested in the exhibition nonetheless. you took notice of all the sparkles in the room, the vibrant colors of several different gems, and the unfamiliar ones you’ve never seen till now. tsukishima wandered along too, pulling your arm gently to have you read the placards here too. guess you discovered something new about him here too: he loved to learn about different things.
the rest of the museum visit consisted of more exhibition viewing, more placard reading, and of course more hand-holding. all the exhibits were fascinating to the both of you, more to tsukki as his eyes would always sparkle and be filled with awe with every grand display you two came across. his amusement further cemented your beliefs in this being a perfect date.
by the end of it all, he donned a slight smile on his face. you both took to the rooftops to indulge in the city views that stretched everywhere and to get a fresh breath of air before leaving for home.
“thanks for the museum date. it was really fun, and i didn’t think you would remember my interests,” tsukishima muttered. though it was dark, you could tell that he was embarrassed based on his tone.
you smiled as you continued staring at the lights below you. “of course, i like you, so how could i forget something as simple as that?” he laughed in response, continuing the previous silence that blanketed the air previously.
after a long moment of silence, he spoke up. “can i ask a question?”
you looked back to where he was, him still staring at the lights. you furrowed your eyebrows both in confusion and amusement to where the conversation would lead up to. “yes?”
“have you ever kissed anyone before?”
now, it was your turn to become flustered. the question was unexpected and so out of the blue to you, and you had a hunch to where this was heading.
“n-no, have you?”
“no, i don’t really have experience with relationships or anything.”
“ah. i mean, i had a feeling. you don’t seem like someone who has time for relationships.” once again, tsukishima laughed in response. the atmosphere felt tense, just like it had been the last time. perhaps the situation would end up differently this time?
once again, there was a period of silence. hesitance was evident between you two once again. who would finally make a move? you wanted something to happen, you were itching for something. you really liked him and thought he was a great guy. he thought the same about you.
so why the hesitance? 
the both of you weren’t sure if the other would have wanted the same thing.
you decided that this long silence was killing you slowly and wanted something to happen. you needed to do something about it. silently hyping yourself up, you rubbed your hands together, leg bouncing in fear and nervousness. you took a few deep breaths, then spoke.
“did you–”
“do you want to kiss me?”
tsukishima took the initiative instead. the both of you had ended up turning to each other and stared at each other, wondering what was happening till you broke the connection by turning your head out of embarrassment. instead of doing the same, tsukki continued staring at you even going so far as to walk up to you and reach down to your face. with gentle hands, he guided your face to look at you, and held his hand on his cheek. he took notice of your features, at least the ones he could make out clearly – your lashes long illuminated by the glow of the moon, the cute button nose you had, the curve of your lips from the cupid bow down to the bottom lip. he took extra notice on your lips, seeing how the slightly shimmered from your chapstick; he can smell the faint scent that emitted from them.
“um… yes… please. i want to kiss you.” your eyes darted down out of the intimacy of the situation. in this moment, tsukishima brushed the hair that flowed out to the sides of your face and went back to his hold on your cheek. he took notice of you one more time, seeking in your eyes any hint of hesitance, but all he could see was yearning for him. he slowly leaned in, and before he pushed further, he stopped millimeters away from your lips. 
“is this okay with you?”
“yes, please. i want you.” 
and that was all he needed. 
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