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[lcvemiyuki]

-> SYNOPSIS. how they realised they were attracted to you part 2 (part 1 here). -> TAGS. tobio kageyama, hajime iwaizumi, kotaro bokuto x reader, fluff.

TOBIO KAGEYAMA.

He started viewing you as his inspiration.

You wouldn’t call yourself the strongest or bravest person in the world, but Kageyama thought that there’s just something about you that oozes confidence.

“You’re gonna wrinkles if you keep mugging like that,” you snort, mushing your fist against his tense forehead. Kageyama groans and slaps your hand away, rolling his eyes at your stuck out tongue. You were almost childlike in your behaviour, but he couldn’t help but turn to you for advice or reassurance about things.

“Is that why you’re so ugly?” He jokes, knowing to shield himself just as you start to punch him all over.

In fact, nothing about you as of now screamed success, you were working hard to reach that just as much as he was. However, despite your two different paths in life and career choices, you started to notice that Kageyama would discuss everything with you, whether you’ve had experience with a topic or not (and you were very much expected to answer).

During matches, when he’d be setting or even just tossing the ball against a wall, he’d have you in mind, cheering him on and insisting that if he gave up now or cut his practise short by a few minutes, he could miss out on great progress.

So he’d listen to the voice of you he had created in his head.

And when it came to actually hearing your voice during official matches, screaming his name and pounding your fists in the air, he couldn’t deny the small smile he’d flash you when attributing each win to you with a raised fist.

He didn’t start noticing these things until Hinata wiggled his eyebrows at him one day. “Tobio, are you in loooooove?” Hinata snickers.

Kageyama slaps the back of his neck and tells him to keep his mouth shut about you.

HAJIME IWAIZUMI.

He wanted to be the one you opened up to.

Iwaizumi wasn’t a particularly social person. In fact, he didn’t really like interacting with people he was unfamiliar with. You, he wasn’t exactly familiar with, but he had seen you at his games and even around campus, texting on your phone or engrossed in a heavy looking book. Much like him, you like to keep to yourself and mind your business. You found that it was the best way to avoid unnecessary drama and relationships.

But Iwaizumi wanted to get in your business and see why you were so much like him. He liked that he found someone like him - at first, to have someone to call a friend, of sorts. As time passed and he talked to you more often, he realised his attraction to you when he started anticipating your arrival at the school’s library.

“How was class?” He asked after developing the courage to approach you. It had been fifteen minutes since you walked in and sat down with your laptop.

You nod. “It was alright, I think I’m just not feelin’ it today,” you murmur, shrugging. Iwaizumi’s brow furrowed and he hesitated before taking the seat opposite you.

“Any reason why?”

You smile, shaking your head. “I don’t know if I feel like talking about it, you know? I don’t wanna burden you—“

“You wouldn’t be burdening me at all,” he insists. For a moment, you two just look at each other, before he averts his gaze with an unmistakable smile.

KOTARO BOKUTO.

He started seeking validation from you.

Bokuto had convinced himself that he was gonna marry you. You’d known each other for four years, and every day he found himself celebrating his successes with you. Akaashi was the first to notice the sparkle in his eyes when he talked to you, but had decided to not point it out.

“Did you see that awesome freakin’ serve I just did? Did you? Did you?” He asks you, practically squealing and jumping up and down at your big smile and reciporcated energy.

“That was so cool, Bo! Can you teach me some time?” You beam, Akaashi smiling at the sight of you two.

“I gotta warn ya’,” Bokuto boasts, placing his hands on his hips and puffing his chest, “I don’t know if you’ll ever be as good as me.”

Sometimes, he’d buy you ring pops and tell you that you’re the only person that truly understands him and is worthy of his affections. You’d go along with it and pretend that you were getting proposed to, telling him, “It’s about time I’m rewarded for the support I show you!”

Bokuto had become known for attributing his successful games to you with a thumbs up at the end of every match. Close to the starting of a game, Bokuto would always ask if you had come, or would search for you in the crowd when walking onto the court. Fans would wave at him, cheer his name and flash banners with his face on them, but all Bokuto truly cared about was seeing your gorgeous face.

And when he did? There wasn’t a single opponent who could prevent him from winning that game.

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#love love loveeee #this is so cute omg

[lcvemiyuki]

your theme is like a breath of fresh air and maybe because it's ocean inspired but i lowkey love it sm

you’re so sweet thank you🙁🙁 i love your writings!!

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[lcvemiyuki]

Hi!!! It’s 🐢 anon and I just wanted to say that I love the matchup you gave me!!! It’s so well written and has so much detail! Thank you sm! 😁

aww im glad you liked it!!💐💐

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[lcvemiyuki]

"nostalgia and night patrols"

𓂃𓂃𓂃𓊝 ࿐𓂃𓂃𓂃

content: after years apart, a chance encounter with your childhood crush, daichi, leads to a night that opens up a box of unspoken feelings for you; welcome home, y/n.

warnings: fluff, high school classmates to ??, timeskip!daichi, f!reader, y/n is clingy+touchy while drunk, drinking, light cursing

character(s): daichi

word count: 2878

a/n: rewrote this 3-4 times...but timeskip!daichi mmmmm. (not proofread!)

art cred: @/W4W7o (on twt)

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

the moon gleams down onto miyagi as you and your friends celebrate your success in opening up your own business. it was only a matter of time before you built something from the ground up, fulfilling a promise you made to yourself to visit your hometown once your shop opened. its been five years since you’ve last been home. you were determined to come back and make your friends and family proud.

keep pushing forward, even when it gets tough.

it pulls at your heartstrings every time; what was he up to these days?

𓇢𓆸 later that night

the bell chimes once more as customers pour into the chaotic restaurant; dishes piling up on each table as work ends for every adult.

“i think that's enough for tonight, y/n!” your friend exclaims in concern while rubbing circles on your back.

what started with light drinking and bubbly laughter ends with your face down on the cold, metal table. your friends worryingly nudge you, fearing the last round might make you hurl.

your raven-haired friend nervously laughs, and you only make groaning noises as a sign of life. “okay! are you ready to take this lightweight home?” she claps her hands together, directing the conversation to the girl with curls framing her face, whose eyebrows furrow in worry for you.

the three of you soon exit the busy restaurant, and you wave your hand in the air, hoping your words reach the owner. “thank you for your service!” your friends stifle a chuckle as they cage you in and hold you up.

“i hope she wakes up and gives us a hundred bucks each for this tomorrow,” the raven-haired girl jokes as she struggles to hold up her end. a sigh heaves on the other side as the curly-haired girl tries to blow her curls out of her face.

as you stumble down the quiet, moonlit street, your intoxicated state makes you a challenging companion. you occasionally mumble incoherent words, your legs wobbling and causing your friends to adjust their grip frequently. you are a comical sight, half-laughing, half-struggling, as you make your way through the sleepy town.

“maybe we should have just gotten a cab,” the curly-haired friend mutters, her breath visible in the chilly night air.

“no way, we’re almost there,” the raven-haired girl replies, though the strain in her voice suggests otherwise.

just as you turn the corner, you almost bump into a tall figure. the streetlight illuminates his familiar features—daichi sawamura. his eyes widen in surprise, then soften in recognition.

“daichi!” the curly-haired friend exclaims, relief washing over her. “perfect timing. can you help us get y/n home? she’s, well, had a bit too much.”

“oh yeah, suprise! y/n’s home.” the other one chimed in, her free hand doing jazz hands.

at the sound of the oh-so-familiar name, you lift your head just enough to peek through your eyelashes.

he looks so grown up now. the light blue uniform clings to his form, the short sleeves seemingly inadequate for the freezing night. yet, he stands unbothered by the cold, a picture of unwavering composure. his broad shoulders fill out the fabric with ease, and the muscles of his arms bulge slightly, pressing against the tight sleeves. in the dim light, his presence is commanding, a blend of strength and tranquility, as if the cold air dares not touch him.

you audibly gasp, a hiccup or two crawling out of your throat.

“desk-mate!” you slur, your words slightly muddled as you throw yourself at him, intoxication evident in the lack of coordination in your movements.

daichi's muscles tense momentarily at the unexpected weight crashing into him, but he quickly steadies himself. his fingerless, black-gloved hand finding its place on your head with a gentle pat. an awkward laugh bubbles from his lips as he glances at your amused friends, one of whom is already lifting her phone to capture the hilarious scene, while the other attempts to push the phone back down.

“hey, easy there,” he chuckles softly. his tone, slightly raspy and warm, makes you straighten up slightly as he tries to guide you to compose balance.

“it’s nice to see you too, y/n,” he adds with a warm smile, his hand continuing to smooth your hair out in a playful yet reassuring manner. his gaze flickered briefly to your friends who are now fully engaged in their mock make-out session; hands crossed and on their backs rubbing all over the place as if it were someone else's.

you don’t say a word as if you could even make out any of the conversation—your heart drumming is to blame.

despite his attempts to help you stand up straight, you droop your head back down. your giggles mixing with the chilly night air as you lean heavily against him.

with practiced ease, daichi catches your stumbling frame once more, positioning himself for you to climb onto his back.

“all right, y/n, can you hop on? i can hold your heels if you want,” he offers gently, mindful not to speak too loudly given your state.

you respond with a playful salute, your movements exaggeratedly dramatic. “aye aye, captain!” you chirp, swiftly kicking off your black wedges before wrapping your arms snugly around his neck.

as daichi hoists the giggling, slightly wobbly you onto his back, he gestures for your two friends to walk in front of him, ensuring they remain within his line of sight. you four navigate through the dimly lit streets.

a few minutes into your impromptu piggyback ride, you, in a moment of drunken clarity, peek over daichi's shoulder and lazily poke his cheek.

“are you the real daichi? like, really?” your words slur slightly, carrying a curious lilt. “i thought i was hallucinating when i first saw you, mr. officer,” you ramble on, your train of thought not allowing daichi a chance to reassure you.

“oh my god, did i just randomly hug you? what if you aren't the real daichi?” your expression shifts to one of concern, teetering on the edge of tears. “it’s okay, you can arrest me, mr. officer. i've been inappropriate with law enforcement,” you add with a serious expression, offering your wrists for imaginary cuffs in shame.

this has daichi turning his head in the opposite direction to stop the laughter bubbling up his throat; a small grin curls upward. you squint at him a bit harder to see and can’t find the answer as to why it’s so funny.

your curious mind once again spoke out loud, “huh? what's so funny, mister? does this mean i’m not going to the slammer?” you reach out, placing your hand over the officer's heart, and sigh in relief as if it were your own.

his footsteps falter for a moment as he clears his throat, “y/n, you don’t have to worry. it’s me, daichi,” finally finding an opening to reassure you.

a few deafening seconds pass by as the cogs in your brain turn. “…oh,” a few more seconds pass, “oh! daichi!” your palm departs from his chest, and snakes upward to squish his cheeks.

the touch of your cold hands once again startles the officer, but they soon warm with the use of body heat.

you ramble on, your palms gently turning his head to face yours. “well, why didn’t you say that in the first place?! ah, it feels good to know i won’t get arrested after all.”

his smile widens, amusement dancing in his eyes. "you know i wouldn't arrest you, even if you tried to talk me into it." he replies, his voice teasing.

he had always been the sensible one in the class, the steady presence that balanced your more pessimistic tendencies. despite your different aspirations—his to excel in nationals and yours to make something of your own—you both found a middle ground through your shared ambition. you admired his dedication and often found yourself inspired by his drive, feelings that blossomed into a secret crush. even though your paths diverged, you continued to support him quietly. however, emails changed and no phone numbers were exchanged making it inevitable to lose touch; yet, the memory of him remained, a constant whisper in the back of your mind.

𓇢𓆸 five years ago

it was a sunny spring day, and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom; their petals gracefully drifting past the glass-paned windows.

our last day together.

you wanted to say it, to let those three words spill out and maybe change everything—but something inside you held your tongue. perhaps, it was the fear of being rejected.

‘you’re leaving for tokyo after graduation. why confess now? and have him wait for you for who knows how long? what if he doesn’t even like you back?’

the more you thought about all the possibilities, the more you convinced yourself against it.

a calloused hand rested on your shoulder, snapping you out of your thoughts. “y/n,” he said, drawing your attention to his familiar short, coal-black hair. “are you worried about something?”

his eyes innocently searched yours.

‘about you, actually.’

“…yeah. i think i might get homesick, you know?” you played along—it was too late anyway. you didn’t want to ruin this happy moment right now; not when it’s the last day before everyone moves on to the next chapter of their lives.

“keep pushing forward, even when it gets tough.” his eyes were filled with concern.

you knew he wanted to say more, but was cut short by the class photographer passing by, wanting a picture of the two of you.

“daichi! y/n! let me get some pictures!” the enthusiastic classmate aligned the camera with you both as you smiled for the picture—daichi’s arm snaked toward your waist, his touch light and almost hesitant.

“say cheese!” the camera clicked twice with flashing lights.

it was a memory you wanted to hold onto forever, even if your heart ached with the words you couldn’t bring yourself to say.

𓇢𓆸 present day

some things never change.

ten minutes pass as daichi ensures the other two ladies make it back to their house safe and sound. both give him a good luck pat and wiggle eyebrows—he only rolls his eyes in response, a tiny chuckle escaping his lips as he watches them disappear into their house.

turning back to you, he notices your eyes drooping. his black boots clack softly on the cement as he continues the trip. “come on, let’s get you home,” he says softly.

the night is quiet, save for the distant sounds of crickets and the occasional car passing by. daichi can feel your breath against his neck, a steady reminder of your presence.

“daichi, you’ve always been there for me,” you mumble, your words barely audible breaking the silence.

just like in old times; he would always stick up for you and be the voice of reason whenever you got too much in your head.

his eyes flicker to the side to check up on you. “i’ll always be here for you, y/n,” he replies, his voice filled with sincerity.

“officer daichi to the rescue,” you tease, your voice filled with playful cheerfulness.

as you approach your front door, daichi pauses, his brows furrowing with apprehension. before he can speak, the door swings open, revealing your parents standing there, worry etched on their faces.

“oh, thank goodness,” your mother sighs in relief—a hand held to her heart as if she had gotten a big scare, “come in, both of you.”

your father steps aside, allowing daichi to guide you inside. “thank you for bringing her home safely, daichi,” he says, patting him on the shoulder.

inside, the familiar warmth of your home wraps around you. daichi gently guides you through the hallway to your bedroom, his touch steady and reassuring. your parents follow, watching with concern as he helps you sit on the edge of your bed, his hands lingering on your shoulders for a moment longer than necessary.

“thank you, daichi,” you mumble, your words slurred with exhaustion. “once again, saving my ass.”

he smiles, patting your head. “get some rest, y/n.”

as he turns to leave, you reach out, your hand catching him. “daichi, wait…”

he stops, looking back at you, his eyes filled with concern. “what is it?”

“daichi, i...” you begin, your voice barely more than a whisper. the words are on the tip of your tongue, but the exhaustion and alcohol make it hard to form them. “i...”

before you can finish, sleep overtakes you, your head falling back onto the pillow. daichi watches you for a moment, a mix of emotions playing across his face. he carefully tucks you in, making sure you’re comfortable.

your mother steps closer, her voice soft. “she’s lucky to have a friend like you, daichi.”

he nervously scratched the back of his neck, the weight of the moment dawning on him as he realized this was the first time meeting your parents. "of course," he managed, a hint of awkwardness tinging his chuckle as it slipped out.

“ah, i’m going to run to the store mrs. l/n. just to get her some remedies for tomorrow morning.” she simply nods with a heartwarming smile.

𓇢𓆸 the following morning

soft morning sunlight filters through the cream-colored curtain, casting a warm glow in the room.

you groan slightly and squint to see daylight once again. your hand lifts, reaching your forehead to pinch the pounding in your head. blinking slowly, you try to piece together the events of the previous night.

as you push yourself up, a wave of dizziness hits, and you groan again, cursing your choice to drink so much.

your eyes catch sight of a bottle of water and a few painkillers on the bedside table, alongside a neatly folded note. curiosity piqued, you reach for the note, recognizing daichi's familiar handwriting.

good morning, y/n. i hope your hangover isn’t too bad. i left some medicine for you. take it easy and rest up. if you need anything, don’t hesitate to call me. - daichi (xxx-xxx-xxxx)

you read the note twice, a mix of gratitude and embarrassment flooding your senses. memories of the previous night begin to surface—your friends struggling to take you home, running into daichi, him carrying you to your bed.

you cringe inwardly, recalling drunken ramblings and how you almost confessed your feelings.

“dear god…” you whisper to yourself, the reality of your behavior sinking in. “what did i do?”

you flop back onto the pillow, groaning loudly.

“why did it have to be daichi? after all these years, and i act like that?” you cover your face with your hands, feeling the heat of embarrassment rise to your cheeks.

images of daichi’s concerned face, his gentle reassurances, and his steady hands guiding you through your house flood your mind. you remember leaning into him, nuzzling his neck, and calling him "officer daichi" with a teasing cheerfulness.

“why did i do that?!” you mutter, your hand repeatedly hitting your pillow as if that could erase the memories.

your heart races as you recall the moment you almost confessed, your drunken state allowing you to voice the feelings you’ve kept buried for so long; thanking the universe sleep had taken over you beforehand.

“what does he think of me now?” you wonder aloud, anxiety creeping in. “i acted like such an idiot.”

you take a deep breath, trying to calm your racing thoughts. unscrewing the bottle of water, you down the painkillers, hoping they’ll at least take care of the headache. as you do, you glance at the note again, daichi’s words providing a small comfort.

“always helping everyone still,” you whisper to yourself.

you couldn't help but glance over again at the digits scribbled at the end of the note; your heart fluttered once more like a teenager giggling over a crush.

𓇢𓆸 last night

with the small box of headache medicine in hand, he approached the counter, fumbling for his wallet. as he pulled it out, something fell from one of the inner pockets—a small, slightly worn photo. daichi paused, staring at the picture that had slipped out.

the photo was from high school, a candid shot taken by one of their classmates. in it, you were smiling brightly, your eyes crinkling at the corners with genuine happiness. daichi was right beside you, but his gaze wasn’t on the camera; it was on you. his expression was soft, a quiet admiration in his eyes that he had never voiced out loud.

a soft smile tugged at daichi’s lips as he remembered the moment. he could almost hear the laughter of that day, and feel the warmth of your presence beside him. tucking the photo back into his wallet, he felt a pang of nostalgia mixed with something more—a longing that had never quite gone away.

‘you’re finally home’

a surge of emotion washing over him. it was as if he had been waiting all these years, silently holding onto the hope that one day, you'd return.

the weight of unspoken words and hidden glances pressed heavily on his heart.

he was set on making sure you saw him more than just a lingering memory of the past.

𓇼𓆉𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆉𓇼

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→ SYNOPSIS. how they realised they were attracted to you. → TAGS. tetsuro kuroo, kei tsukishima, wakatoshi ushijima x reader, fluff, you almost get hit with the ball (thanks yaku), reader is suggested to be short(er).

TETSURO KUROO.

He started becoming quieter, almost conscious of what he said around others.

Nekoma watches as their captain almost moves in a daze, his eyes fixated on a certain girl on the bleachers, writing something and tucking her hair behind her ear every so often. Yaku had been the first to notice a few days ago during one of their practice matches, brow furrowed and lips pursed as Kuroo observed his younger sister. Although you were only younger by a year, making you a second year while Yaku and Kuroo third years, your brother was highly protective of you.

“She’s so pretty,” Kuroo murmurs, tossing the ball up and catching it repeatedly as he continues to gaze at you. He had said few words this match, albeit his smart remarks still made their presence. However, Kenma had to snap him out of a few daydreams while Lev had waved his big hands in his face, yelling “Yoohoo!”

Kuroo had deadpanned at that.

As the game continues, he watches as Yaku saves the ball but also causes it to fly over and almost hit you, making you yelp and cover your head. Kuroo almost chokes on his own breath.

“Oh my God, I am so sorry,” Yaku rushes out, face pinched in concern as he jogs over to where you sit with an unimpressed expression. Kuroo watches momentarily as the libero withstands your discipline and light slap to his head, before - as no one else seemed to do so - rushing up the bleacher stairs and snatching the ball up.

“You sure you don’t wanna sit higher up?” Kuroo suggests, watching it take you a moment to register that he’s talking to you. Your eyes lock and his breath hitches, lips parting as he watches you smile sheepishly and gather your notes in your arms. “That probably would be a good idea,” you giggle and thank him for his concern, moving to sit closer to the doors but not before shooting Yaku one last glare.

The libero pouts and apologises again.

Kuroo composes himself and fiddles with the ball before starting to make his way back down to the court.

“Hey, wait.” He freezes in place at the sound of your voice, turning to face you with inexplicable anticipation (for what, he wasn’t sure himself). He finds himself smiling as you do, watching as you nod towards the ball in his hand. “I will throw that ball out the window if it reaches me again,” you raise a brow, your warning teasing and (largely) unserious.

Kuroo snorts, nodding. “Noted.”

KEI TSUKISHIMA.

You became the person he talks to the most.

He hadn’t abandoned Yamaguchi at all, but even the green-haired man notices Tsukishima’s developing interest in you. You seemed more academic than the blond, opting to spend your time between classes in the library or the local cafe, but lately you had allowed him to distract you with his smart remarks and invitations to random days out. This time, he wanted you to help him practise.

“I’m not going easy on you,” you mumble, still shoving your books in your bag as you walk alongside him. He rolls his eyes and smacks the top of your head with the packaged strawberry shortcake slice he insists on having daily.

Once you get to the green field beside the school’s gym, he becomes insufferable.

“What happened to not going easy on me?” He grins, watching you chase after the ball for a second time.

You groan and almost much too aggressively throw a rock at him, one he easily avoids. You hate admitting it, but you are just as competitive as he is, so you don’t let his teasing demotivate you.

“I’m going to serve this ball in your damn face,” you huff, hitting the ball again. This time, Tsukishima is focused on his plays, following the ball carefully and analysing your every move. 

By the time you’re done, three hours have passed and the sun is barely hanging in the sky. You’re sweating and panting, Tsukishima slouched against a wall as he too catches his breath. Neither one of you breaks eye contact so you’re not oblivious to the way he lets his eyes roam over you. You don’t hesitate to do the same.

“I shouldn’t have eaten that cake,” he huffs, “I’m gonna puke.”

You burst out laughing at his whimpers. He takes a few moments to hydrate himself before inhaling deeply and glaring at you.

“I hope your stomach hurts so bad that you can’t sleep tonight,” he almost pouts - so uncharacteristic of him (also hoping that you stay up to text him).

“If you’re done being petty,” you push your hair back and wipe yourself down with a small towel, “I was thinking we can go get some food, maybe help that little upset stomach of yours.”

You almost scream when he throws his sweaty towel at you.

WAKATOSHI USHIJIMA.

He starts to ask about you.

He’s walking out of school with the rest of the team, waiting outside a local store as Tendo and Goshiki spend half their life savings on snacks they’ll likely forget about. Ushijima is checking the news and simultaneously listening to Ohira talk about how he’s trying out a new regime at the gym, until he hears Semi on the phone with someone. He glances up at him, hoping to hear your voice, but turns back to his phone when he doesn’t.

After about ten minutes of yelling at Tendo and Goshiki to hurry up before their banks question their hefty transactions, they all start heading home again.

“How’s your sister?” Ushijima asks bluntly, catching Semi’s surprised expression in his peripheral vision. The setter hesitates before nodding. “She’s fine.”

An awkward silence dawns on the duo.

“I thought there would be more to that conversation,” Semi laughs, staring up at his seemingly unfazed captain. Ushijima hums.

Again, the silence becomes deafening.

“Is she still working in that new firm downtown?” Ushijima asks. “I remember you said that she was excited about getting her own office.”

Semi nods, brow furrowed in confusion. “I told you that about two months ago, do I wanna know how or why you still remember that?” The two then look at each other with seemingly apathetic expressions, although Semi has a feeling that Ushijima isn’t asking out of the kindness of his own heart. He doesn’t mention it though, instead says his goodbyes to the others as they all part ways - except for him and Ushijima.

Although Semi isn't too keen on letting you invest time into boys seeking nothing but someone they can manipulate for their own benefit, he knows that Ushijima is nothing like that. Though, he's not sure how the captain would even go about approaching you considering his and your busy schedules.

"Do you... want her number?" Semi initiates what Ushijima seemed hesitant to mention.

"Please."

sweetfushi © do not modify, repost, translate, copy or use my post in any way. all that is included in this post, aside from the fictional characters and universes, belong to sweetfushi (zee).

[lcvemiyuki]

hello!!! could i be 🌟 anon? your blog is so aesthetic :3 love the theme!!! i would like to request a matchup please !

- INTP, taurus sun

- likes: cats, sweets, museums, the rain

- dislikes: bugs, hot weather, crowds

- personality: i've been described as bubbly and charming . . . i try to be helpful and open-minded, but i think i come off as awkward and possibly endearing in the process. i'm very cold when i'm angry, and i'm passionate and vocal about my beliefs!

- hobbies/interests: playing the piano and cello, stardew valley, tennis, sewing, and trying new restaurants

- love language: receiving includes acts of service and quality time. giving includes gifts and acts of service.

- ideal type is someone tall, attentive, and caring. loyal and smart. bonus if they have cute quirks!

- appearance is 165 cm, with long, dark hair in a hime cut. likes wearing baggy clothes, button-downs, and black jeans.

- other things include . . . kind of a neat freak? lots of random facts memorized . . . almost always listening to music

lastly, i'm not a writing blog, but i do know quite a lot about haikyuu!! characters (and other media) . . . if you'd like to do a matchup exchange, lmk!!! thank you, and have a nice day :>

a/n: hi 🌟 anon!! im so sorry this took so long...i hope you like it! also i would love to do an exchange, we can talk more about it in my msgs if you're okay with that :)

𓂃𓂃𓂃𓊝 ࿐𓂃𓂃𓂃

a message in a bottle washes ashore with your name written in bold...

𓇢𓆸 "🌟" anon your match is. . .

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

akaashi keiji!

𓇼 akaashi is a calm and attentive person with a touch of coolness. your charming personality would soon rub off on him!

𓇼 akaashi is such an intellectual; a meet up from a museum is bound to happen

𓇼 it’s like fate brings you guys together every time…whether it be music or literature, the universe has a funny way of bringing people together

𓇼 your awkward charm and efforts to be helpful and open-minded would catch his attention the most!

𓇼 akaashi is observant and reserved, he loves your style and the impression of it makes him all nervous. you look so cool

𓇼 i think it would be kind of awkward at first, it’s inevitable, but slowly moving in to topics about each others interests would create a comfortable space for the both of you

𓇼 he’d find you quite cute with random facts you can voice at any time and enjoys discussing with you all about them

𓇼 dates are all about seeking comfort and solace in each other! he loves to spend quiet afternoons with you

𓇼 rainy days in are especially a favorite for you two—cuddling on the couch as he reads a book with you. he has a whole recommendation list of books for you to read. this would be because he think you'll like them or it simply reminded him of you :)

𓇼he could go from sunrise to sunset talking to you if he could

𓇼 although he doesn't show it, there are signs he gets nervous around you.

𓇼 if you lay on his chest you could hear his heart racing. his fingers sometimes shake as he lifts it up to fix your hair. if you initiate physical touch he'd stiffen up just the slightest

𓇼 you playing music for him as he gently smiles at you is all the encouragement you could ask for. your passion for the arts has him in awe

𓇼 “let me turn the sheet music for you love”

𓇼 you got him on stardew valley and honestly he loves it. (all thanks to you)

𓇼 you can’t get him off the game for hours and he would start to ask you if you guys could play together haha

𓇼 weekend visits at the museums!! you both enjoy the calm and knowledgeable environment. he loves to hold your hand as you guys stroll past different exhibits

𓇼 a muse for his candid photos, he loves to take pictures of you

𓇼 akaashi is well aware of his surroundings, and definitely can read the room. he knows all your ticks and what bothers you

𓇼 he knows you want to do stuff for him as well and be helpful, but he always manages to beat you to it and take care of you first lol

𓇼 he makes sure you’re safe as his thumb gently caresses the back of your hand (he knows you hate crowded places)

𓇼 you don’t have to ask him, he knows.

𓇼 whenever you’re talking to him, he pays no attention to others. his focus is all on you

𓇼 eye contact is a big thing for him, he wants to make sure you know that he’s listening

𓇼 one thing he does randomly is fix your bangs or move them slightly with his fingers

𓇼 his meticulous organization and calm demeanor in high-pressure situations would appeal to you

𓇼 this would honestly be a good pairing with you always wanting things to be clean and organized

𓇼i think he’d notice it right away and adjust to make sure nothing is too messy (although i doubt he would let it get to that point anyway)

𓇼 cleaning days are on the weekends! he loves spending time with you any chance he gets and putting on music (your playlist of course)

𓇼 if conflicts do arise, akaashi’s calm and rational approach would help navigate through them

𓇼 “i’ll always be here for you baby, take your time”

𓇼 very patient with you

𓇼 whatever you need, he makes sure you get it

𓇼setting up surprises for you is his specialty

𓇼 who knows…you might arrive finding a cute kitten in his arms the next day loll

𓇼 god forbid there be bugs in the house, he’d squash them all with a calm face…yeah i don’t know how he does it either LMAO

𓇼 if you do make him something like a scarf, he’d wear it every single day. it’d be his new favorite item

𓇼 he isn’t the type to boast or anything but once his friends notice him wear it 24/7 he’d eventually show off…maybe just a little

𓇼 he just loves that you made it for him that’s all :)

𓇼 your intp personality aligns well with akaashi’s thoughtful and analytical nature—both of you enjoy intellectual stimulation and value deep conversations

𓇼 your passionate nature would bring excitement and energy in his life—he’ll bring you security with how loyal and caring he is

𓇼𓆉𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆉𓇼

#𓇼—matchups #𓇼—haikyuu #haikyuu #akaashi keiji #hq

[lcvemiyuki]

to anyone who wants to see the hinata fanart, it’s on twt @ ah_e0k https://twitter.com/ah_e0k/status/1723706448633631067?s=46&t=xtnguEtEUYB6tI9VtiIuaA

!!! please check them out on twt !!!

(fanart that inspired “close to his heart”)

#𓇼—haley’s:corner #hinata #haikyuu

[lcvemiyuki]

"plumeria picker" | kageyama, hq

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋🎧ྀི - "pualena" by josh tatofi

𓂃𓂃𓂃𓊝 ࿐𓂃𓂃𓂃

content: on the last day of a trip back home to hawai'i, kageyama lets you lead the way to one final destination. a simple plumeria tree serves as a remembrance of their memorable vacation together

warnings: fluff, established relationship, timeskip!kageyama, f!reader, y/n is from hawai'i

character(s): kageyama

word count: 772

a/n: i may or may not think about this 24/7. expect more drabbles like this in the future bc haikyuu boys being in hawai'i is so cute :(...i highly rec reading this w/ the song!

glossary: pualena; flower, blossoming flower

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

this vacation was nothing short of adorable, especially with him around.

this was the only opportunity he had to spend some quality time with you, given his usually hectic schedule. he was adamant about making sure you got to explore every nook and cranny of the island. even though your ultimate goal was to ensure he took some time to relax and enjoy, he somehow managed to turn the tables and make the entire trip about you—it was your home after all.

on the last day in this paradise, he finally seemed to adapt to the laid-back island lifestyle. a quaint town near the beach offered such a serene atmosphere—he was almost jealous.

you were given the reins to decide where you'd like to go, and you guided him to an exceptionally beautiful spot that left him in awe.

there were moments when you missed the soothing sounds of the waves meeting the shoreline or the fresh scent of the morning air.

the city can never compare.

tobio had an uncanny ability to read you like a book, understanding your every emotion.

you were glowing while basking it all in.

with your eyes closed and a slight smile on your face, you outshine the scenic view—the only one who can bring a smile to his.

as you were pulled back to reality, your gaze fell on a lone plumeria tree on the otherwise vacant beach. your eyes sparkled with joy as you brushed off the sand from your body and took hold of tobio's hand, pulling him along with you.

he was taken aback, quickly asking, “what’s wrong? what are you—" but his sentence was cut short as you released his hand and giggled with pure excitement.

the wind played with the delicate flowers of the tree, causing some to fall and scatter around in the sand. you were now interested in finding the perfect flower, and he couldn't help but chuckle at how adorable you looked.

eventually, his gaze shifted from you and landed on a few vibrant plumerias sitting alone a few feet away. wanting to be a part of your little adventure, he crouched down by your side and carefully picked up the delicate flowers.

he then turned to you, holding out his palms with the flowers, and asked, “what about these love?”

your quest for the perfect flower paused as you examined the ones he had picked. his hopeful eyes met yours, waiting for your approval.

your smile widened, reaching your eyes, as you exclaimed, “these are perfect!” your hands enveloped his in a warm embrace of approval.

a slight pink hue crawls up his ears as you plucked only one from his hands.

the scent of the plumeria was reminiscent of home, and you couldn’t help but feel a pang of nostalgia. knowing it was your last day on the island, tobio could tell that the realization was finally sinking in for you.

without uttering a single word, tobio gently lifted your chin to meet his gaze. his thumb caressed your cheek in a comforting manner while his other hand brought up the plumeria to his left ear, placing it there with a faint smile tugging at his lips.

this unexpected action took you by surprise, and you burst into a fit of laughter.

tobio looked at you, utterly confused, and you teased, “finding new ways to establish you’re taken huh”

according to local traditions, a flower placed behind a lady’s left ear signifies that she is taken, while a flower behind the right ear indicates that she's single.

you mentioned it to him only once, but he remembered it forever.

your comment resulted in his cheeks turning an even deeper shade of red.

he retorted, slightly raising his voice, “and what’s wrong with that?” he then looked away, dropping his arms and consequently, the warmth they provided.

as your laughter subsided, you reached out to turn his face towards you again. no words were exchanged, just a warm smile from you as you adjusted the flower in his hair with a gentle touch.

he gently took the lone plumeria from your hand, his fingers brushing against yours, sending a shiver up your spine. with careful precision, he raised the delicate flower to your left ear, placing it where it rightfully belonged. his navy-blue eyes dilating as he took in the sight of you.

“pretty,” he murmured—the sincerity in his voice and the intensity of his gaze spoke volumes, leaving your heart pounding in your chest.

you wished this moment could last forever— the view in front of you was nothing short of perfect.

your plumeria picker.

𓇼𓆉𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆉𓇼

want more?

⤷ masterlist.

#𓇼—haikyuu #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #kageyama x reader #kageyama tobio #haikyuu kageyama #kageyama x you #kageyama x y/n #hq kageyama #kageyama fluff #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu oneshot #hq x reader #hq fluff #hq x y/n #hq x you #hq x imagines

[lcvemiyuki]

restarting mha again and forgot how good it was omg

#𓇼—haley’s:corner

[lcvemiyuki]

"close to his heart" | hinata, hq

𓂃𓂃𓂃𓊝 ࿐𓂃𓂃𓂃

content: you attend an intense and crucial match for the jackals and discover a certain wing spiker wears his promise ring in secret to give him good luck during a game

warnings: fluff, established relationship, timeskip!msby hinata

character(s): hinata

word count: 590

a/n: i saw a fanart of this exact scenario and just HAD to write something about it because ughhhhhhh. like that was me fr in the stands. (if i find out who the artist is i will add it in the future!). also, i know jewelry is prohibited to wear during matches, i don’t know what the protocols are, but for the sake of this writing lets just pretend if anything🤗

art creds: @/sunfluff on ig

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

'wham!'

the ball ricocheted off the ground, sending the crowd into a frenzied uproar.

the match was a nail-biter, with each team clinging to the game with pure willpower. the players' shoes squeaked in protest against the polished floor; their faces glistened with the sheen of sweat, a tangible testament to their craving for victory.

in the midst of all this, you knew that every match held a special significance for the orange-haired decoy—every single point, every last serve, it all mattered.

as the jackals were nearing the final set of the match, it was apparent that hinata was exhausted, his energy nearly depleted. but adrenaline forced his legs to move just a bit longer, his thigh muscles searing and flexing with every strenuous movement.

all of his senses were heightened.

he became intensely aware of a certain necklace he had tucked under his jersey as well.

the realization of its presence served to slow his fast-beating heart just enough to keep him grounded.

the closest, tangible thing to him wasn't his teammates or the high-speed ball whirling toward him. 

it was you.

wearing his promise to you on a silver chain around his neck was a risky move, but it was the only thing that seemed to calm his nerves.

the game demanded his attention once again as the blond setter lofted a perfect set in his direction. with a sudden burst of renewed energy, hinata leaped for the quick attack, his hand connecting with the ball with infallible precision and force.

the resulting smack echoed ominously through the gym. before anyone could fully comprehend what had happened, the match was over.

the crowd was only a few seconds late in reacting, their cheers filling the stadium as the realization dawned. the shrill sound of the whistle signaled the winning point, initiating a wave of exhilaration that swept through the stands.

"yeah!" hinata yelled, triumphantly balling a fist into the air. his teammates, brimming with uncontained excitement, rushed over with their hands delivering congratulatory slaps on his back.

as the match drew to a close, you finally allowed yourself to release the breath you'd been holding. next to you, the younger, orange-haired girl—her face glowing with pride for her older brother—jumped up and down with joy.

both of you were clad in jackal merch, his number visible on your jerseys. despite blending in with the sea of fans, a pair of keen eyes found you anyway.

after sharing a celebratory hug with natsu, you turned your gaze back down the stadium. you were searching for the mvp of the night—only to find that he was already staring up at you.

at that moment, the deafening noise levels of the stadium seemed to fade into insignificance. it felt as if only you two were there— as if, he was telepathically communicating with you. a loving smile spread across his face as his hand reached for his neck. slowly, he removed the skin-toned bandages to reveal the shiny, silver-chained necklace and his promise ring to you dangling on it.

you gasped, the sound getting caught in your throat and leaving you speechless.

"he was wearing his ring this whole time?" your fingers immediately touch your own, fiddling with it.

as if he could read your mind, hinata’s smile grew larger. he brought the silver ring to his lips in a tender gesture—a small peck that resonated in your heart.

this ring was his good luck charm, the one thing he wanted close to his heart. and for that, he was willing to break a few rules.

𓇼𓆉𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆉𓇼

want more?

⤷ masterlist.

#𓇼—haikyuu #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #hq x reader #hq #hq fluff #hinata x reader #hinata shoyo #hinata haikyuu #hinata x you #hq shoyo #hinata x y/n #haikyuu x y/n

[lcvemiyuki]

Hi!!! Could I request a haikyuu matchup? Can I be 🐢 anon if it’s not taken!

I’m a Sagittarius and my mtbi is infp I would say I’m a very quiet and shy person around people I don’t know but if I’m around my friends or people I’m close to I tend to be very talkative, I try to step outside of my comfort zone and talk to a person first. I’m also a little sarcastic and short with people sometimes my friends say that I look unapproachable, but I love getting to know new people and learning about their interests and seeing what we have in common.

Some of my hobbies are playing softball, reading,crocheting/crafting, and listening to music. I really like going to aquariums and museums, I also like discovering new coffee shops and going to them with friends. Being in nature/being outside and taking walks are also things that I enjoy doing an I often am outside in my free time.

My love language (giving) is gift giving love getting people gifts that remind me of them or making people things that I think they would like, and my love language (receiving) is words of affirmation.I don’t have an ideal type but the only things I look for is someone who is vey kind, laughs at my dad jokes, and is willing to listen to me rant.

Thank you!! 😊

𓂃𓂃𓂃𓊝 ࿐𓂃𓂃𓂃

a message in a bottle washes ashore with your name written in bold...

𓇢𓆸 "🐢" anon your match is. . .

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

nishinoya yuu!

𓇼 nishinoya is a ball of energy ima tell you that. this dynamic pairing would surely get you out of your shell!

𓇼 he likes that you love to meet new people and step out of your comfort zone to do so!

𓇼 if you do introduce yourself first, he would be stunned. your effort and boldness to do so leave a lasting impression on him. his face would start to flush as he scratched the back of his head. this would surprise all of his friends as noya isn't one to go quiet

𓇼 his outgoing and “go-getter” mentality makes him a risk-taker; be prepared for him to get every chance to talk to you lolol

𓇼 it won’t be long till you feel at ease with him as he has such an effect on people; the more he gets to know you, the more he unravels a new side of you and he loves it. he’s all for surprises

𓇼 come at him with sarcasm and he would honestly get a kick out of it, you don’t gotta worry about his feelings getting hurt

𓇼 he loves exploring new places and the outdoors. you guys would go on so many outings and not know where it’ll lead you, but as long as he’s with you— nothing matters

𓇼 stumbling upon a new coffee shop or scenic spot spontaneously is the thrilling part of it, laughter and fun fill the air

𓇼 let’s say there’s never a dull moment with him. he brings the adventurous part of the relationship

𓇼 i can just see noya at an aquarium or museum and it’s honestly amusing. he’d probably try to impress you by totally knowing what that fish is over there or who painted that piece

𓇼 “oh yeah that was definitely picasso’s best work” his head lifted high with confidence and a thumbs up in approval for the artwork

𓇼 “that’s just a potted plant on the ground” you say walking past him

𓇼 ….yeah he’s just gonna laugh it off and pretend that definitely never happened😭

𓇼 nishinoya is exceptionally athletic and would keep up with you in a softball match. it’s an activity he would enjoy playing with you!

𓇼 “batter up babe, third times the charm.” he boasts while sporting a tenacious smirk and a “three” with his fingers

𓇼 he would definitely catch it on the third try. don’t question it, just know he eventually would😭

𓇼 i know noya and reading is not really the best combo, but he would show genuine interest in your activities. he loves trying new things (who knows you might just get this guy to read something)

𓇼 he thinks it’s adorable that you give him little gifts. the sentimental value it has behind it would make him feel so special and coming from you—he’s gonna treasure it

𓇼 he isn’t afraid to show how much it means to him too! you gonna make him cry fr

𓇼 he’d show it off to everyone on the street if he’d have to

𓇼 “i don’t see you with a very intricate crocheted piece” he’d brag about it to all his friends

𓇼 he loves showing his affection for you in any way possible. his supportive and encouraging nature makes him excel at communication

𓇼 he would be the type to show he’s thinking of you by sending pictures of random cute things and saying it reminded him of you

𓇼 at random times he would just stare at you and zone out. expect him to compliment you out of nowhere

𓇼 physical touch is also another big one for him. wherever you’re at with being physical he would make sure you’re comfortable with it though

𓇼 he loves to be hand-in-hand with you in public and swing your arm back and forth

𓇼 his playful personality brings laughter everywhere he goes and loves that you love it too

𓇼 tell him a dad joke and he’d laugh his ass off

𓇼 “no!—say it again—for the whole class!” he could barely finish his sentence as he continues to laugh his ass off (the class in question is just his friends who don’t know why he’s laughing THIS much)😭

𓇼 don’t be afraid to depend on him as well. his ears are always open for you and is someone you can rely on whenever. he’d take your side no matter what

𓇼 you being a sagittarius and him being aries means a highly compatible match! they have an electric attraction and intensify with shared values and traits

𓇼𓆉𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆉𓇼

a/n: i hope you liked it!! there was sm options but i felt like noya suited you perfectly 🐢🐢

#𓇼—matchups #𓇼—haikyuu #nishinoya yuu #hq #haikyuu

[lcvemiyuki]

SUNAA omg i love it. thank you! :))

hii i would like to request a personality haikyuu matchup :)

mbti: infj

zodiac: capricorn

likes: reading, going to the beach, pilates/yoga, binging any form of romance (books, series, movies, etc)

dislikes: i hate when people make me late/not on time

dislikes (romantically): someone who makes me uncomfortable+doesnt communicate

personality: im an introvert who opens up depending on my environment. im a completely different person around my friends versus complete strangers. im very observant when it comes to social cues. people say im more book-smart and lack common sense lol. im a perfectionist and like to get things done ahead of time. lastly, i think im also a hopeless romantic haha i digest any form of romance and i think that's why im quite picky and have high standards when it comes to relationships

ideal type: i like a person who matches my humor and understands me. i think someone who is smart is attractive and also has a good sense of style. someone who has goals in life and is hardworking is important. my love languages i like to receive is acts of service and words of affirmation. being observant and attentive to the little things>>

thank youu <33

Here's your matchup...

You got..

Suna Rintarou.

• Suna would buy books for you and read them together. Sometimes he even read books online. He prefers everything online anyway.

• Online shopping with him is so fun. He sees something and he buys it for you or himself.

• He's mostly mute type but he can be communicative when you are talking about some meme, song and anything related to online.

• Since you are book smart he would avail you to be more realistic and avail with your common sense. eg: helping you out with how the cars work, how some system works etc.

• He's lazy, so he would be astounded at how you do everything on time and a perfectionist. 

• He will tease when you scarcely shower him with more affection than usual. 

• He's always teasing you and making you embarased but never an extravagant amount of to the point you feel uncomfortable. 

• He knows where to stop. 

• He randomly clicks your photos and makes videos. Your sleeping face, eating face, even the weirdest one. everything he has on his phone.

• random tiktok chalange with you? Yes. But you have to convince him. 

• Sends you memes and funny puns. Additionally, send romantic videos of two cats or dogs or flowers. Captioning "us".

• He's someone who's not as jocose as others but if you are talking about anything related to memes or trendy things you can count on him. 

• He's indolent but endeavors his best to be more outgoing for you. 

• He has a great sense of style and also he's smart. Matching outfits? Sayless. 

• He may not be great with words for comfort but he endeavors his best to pick up some good lines from online and additionally he notices the little details. 

• Eg: You told him something consequential some days ago? He would write that down on his note app.

hope you like it...

#its meant to be fr #my man my man my man☝️

[lcvemiyuki]

i would actually run the latter and drills just for him to yell at me😅😅😅

#𓇼—haley’s:corner #iwaizumi hajime #haikyuu #becoming d1 for that d

[lcvemiyuki]

you can tell that fukurodani and shiratorizawa are rich bitch schools because they have their own personal massage therapists and horses and shit and you can tell nekoma isn't because their cheer squad is captained by a thirteen-year-old

[lcvemiyuki]

hey hey could i be 🎀 anon get a matchup, please! i'm a virgo intp and i adore watching movies, the color pink, cats, music and makeup. i dislike people who make me cry, and are better than me at things i'm passionate about. i've been told that i'm a competitive person and that i can be very fun-loving and sweet. however, i always take drastic steps to fit in and make people like me, or push myself way too hard to be number one. i'm also rather quiet and cold-looking at first glance, however when i warm up to someone, i throw around puns every two seconds. my hobbies are swimming, playing the guitar, writing and watching movies. my love languages are words of affirmation and physical touch! my ideal type is a guy who poses as a challenge for me, someone practically unattainable, who has people fighting over him (i love a challenge sorry). he must be witty and know how to banter, as well as be compassionate. bonus points if he likes cats. i'm assuming that by appearance you mean my appearance so i'm 5'0 foot tall with wavy brown shoulder length hair, i have fair skin and almond-shaped brown eyes. i've got a pretty curvy figure (a neat hourglass) and often wear dresses and coquette clothes. thank you and have a nice day!

𓂃𓂃𓂃𓊝 ࿐𓂃𓂃𓂃

a message in a bottle washes ashore with your name written in bold...

𓇢𓆸 "🎀" anon your match is. . .

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

tooru oikawa!

𓇼 oikawa is definitely the golden boy of aoba johsai and loved by many admiring fans, but what caught his eye was you!

𓇼 your cold and seemingly intimidating nature does pique his interest with curiosity and would want to approach you with persistence

𓇼 he is very observant so noticing your true nature would come very easily for him and make you more attractive to him. your kindness only makes him fall for you even more

𓇼 your drive and ambition to be the best at what you do is admired by him and ultimately the reason why he fell for you. he respects you as someone who aligns with the same values; he would 100% support you through the ups and down

𓇼 i think he would be interested in you first, but during your relationship, he would keep you on your toes. in a sense that he would always make every interaction memorable; there’s never a dull moment with him

𓇼 oikawa loves that you are competitive and won’t back down from a challenge; he has the same mindset. be prepared to make everything a competition lol

𓇼 expect beach dates and volleyball on the sand! after an exhausting match of rallying he would playfully throw you in the water to cool off

𓇼 since he is quite confident, you like to knock him down a few levels when joking around

𓇼 “why are you being so mean to me?” he whines while dramatically being taken aback

𓇼 he would take the jabs for you and probably bite back haha

𓇼 i hate to say it, but since the guy got a whole foot of height over you he would use that with every jab

𓇼 he loves to rest his arm on your head or purposely crouch to match your level with a smug smirk (he’s an ass for that lolol)

𓇼 while it’s all in good fun and he can be cocky, that doesn’t expose his personality fully

𓇼 if someone seriously hurts you in any way, i pray for that person. i honestly pray for anyone who makes oikawa dead serious…he is scary im ngl. at the end of the day he would never, ever want to see you cry

𓇼 he is not afraid to be vulnerable with you and express it to you verbally and physically

𓇼 words of affirmation are his main love language and always knows what to say and when to say it. it's like he knows you like the back of his hand

𓇼 he hates to see you beat yourself up about something because he knows the feeling all too well. encouraging you is his #1 goal and reminding you that he’s always here for you

𓇼 the most pda he would do is hand holding, hair ruffling, or an affectionate kiss on your forehead (just enough to remind everyone you guys are very well in a relationship)

𓇼 he loves to take you shopping and buy everything you set your eye on. he would honestly be your tester when testing makeup

𓇼 “how do i look sweetheart?” he puckers his lips with some lip gloss you put on him

𓇼 if you offered to do his makeup, he wouldn't mind honestly. he would want you to make him look prettier than everyone else on his team actually

𓇼 for a more relaxed day, he would put on your favorite movie and cuddle. he just loves any chance he gets to be close to you

𓇼 he remembers everything about you. including all your favorite artists and songs

𓇼 i just know he would make a playlist with all of it on there and be quite proud of himself for making it. he’d show it off to you and always ask you for more recommendations

𓇼 oikawa is a cat lover. idc. he probably gushes over any stray that walks by you guys and takes you to every cat cafe he can find. it won’t be long before he adopts one with you

𓇼 any piece of your work he would be in awe of. whether it would be playing the guitar or asking for him to proofread a piece of literature you have written, you always amaze him; he makes sure you are reminded of how talented you are as well!

𓇼 his profile is just filled with you.

𓇼 one of his posted would probably be some pink-themed flowers he got you; the caption being “i’m the best bf in the world actually”

𓇼 ohhh his devoted fans would be so jealous i just know it. everyone wants what you have

𓇼 you don’t have to worry though, the only person oikawa wants is you and every bit of banter you bring into his life

𓇼 oikawa is a cancer, so this pairing just makes sense honestly. cancers and virgos are upfront and honest with each other; therefore, there is trust and loyalty in the relationship

𓇼𓆉𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆉𓇼

a/n: i hope you like it! <3

art creds for oikawa fanart: @/sunfluff on ig! pls check them out

#𓇼—matchups #haikyuu matchups #haikyuu #haikyuu oikawa #oikawa tooru #hq oikawa

[lcvemiyuki]

sooo cute

kageyama tobio is the friend groups boyfriend

facetime call… tobio <3

“sorry, guys, my boyfriend’s calling me.” you excuse yourself to the next room, closing the door to muffle the laughs coming from your friends.

swiping to answer, you’re immediately greeted by an unflattering shot of tobio’s nose. suppressing the giggle threatening to escape, you’re about to greet him when he goes,

“they’re out of mango, is peach okay?”

you’re confused.

“sorry?”

“i know she like mango green tea, but they don’t have it.” your boyfriend moves the phone back for you to recognize the interior of the bubble tea shop you always go to. it suddenly hits you that he’s not only grabbing drinks for you and your friends without asking, he remembers all your orders as well. you can’t help but coo at how sweet he is, missing your two friends sneaking up behind you and looking over your shoulder at the screen.

“hi tobio!” they both greet, and you see the phone shake as your boyfriend raises his hand to wave before returning to his unflattering pose.

“they don’t have mango green tea today, is peach okay?” he repeats his initial question, and you look at your friend for an answer.

it takes her a second to realize he’s speaking to her, “do they have lychee?”

you see tobio’s eyes look towards the board, he nods his head in confirmation.

“i’ll see you soon.” he says. “love you, baby.”

you can’t help but grin at him, repeating the phrase as your friends fawn over the two of you.

after you hang up, you can’t suppress the grin on your face as you all move back to the living room of your apartment, mind completely occupied with the fact that you have the most amazing boyfriend in the world. it’s only when you feel a buzz from your phone that your grin turns into a full on laugh.

tobio <3: btw what are their names again?

#why isnt he real

[lcvemiyuki]

𓂃𓂃𓂃𓊝 ࿐𓂃𓂃𓂃

masterlist.

⤷ haikyuu

#𓇼—masterlist #haikyuu