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strawberrykake · 2 years
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When he pulls the “not saying ‘ily’ back” prank
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but with a twist…
—image reads: “i love you, i love you, don’t cry”
warnings/ notes: TIMESKIP MENTIONS (Kageyama), angst (omg finally??), broken/insecure relationships, married relationships, fluff, cursing, pregnancy (Atsumu), long reading (GLHF)
part 2, part 3
Kageyama, Atsumu (fem!reader) || reader
♢ Kageyama ☄. *. ⋆
“Really? I have to wait another whole day to see you?” you grumble against your phone to your athlete husband on the other end.
He had planned to come early to your shared home in the US after a long trip from the pro-game in Japan.
“Yeah, it sucks. If only they didn’t cancel the damn flight. Ugh.” Kageyama groans. “I gotta go. Ushijima-san is calling me. Bye, honey.”
“Aw, okay.” The solemn tone in your voice makes his heart crack.
Because of the time he spent focusing on volleyball, he had to make up for all the times he missed out with you.
Even though you never complained, he knew he was a terrible husband for it.
That’s why your husband has a whole surprise for you.
That’s why he’s not actually still in Japan.
And that is why he’s sitting in the car, outside your home with a lot of gifts and your favorite snacks from Japan that he knew you love.
Before hanging up, you end with your usual parting phrase. “Talk to you later, Tobio. Love you.”
“See you.” He smirks, having a cruel idea.
After a long pause, you speak. “Tobio?” you elongate the ‘o’ at the end of his name.
“Yes, sweetheart?” he says, grinning.
“Say it.” You say, sternly.
“Say what?” He asks, innocently.
What he doesn’t know is that you thought he was being genuine.
“Forget it, Kageyama,” you grit. “Bye.” And with that, you hung up.
Ooh. The last name. [Y/N]’s real mad, he thinks to himself.
You, on the other hand start overthinking things.
Did he really forget? Oh my god. He’s fallen out of love for me, hasn’t he…I knew this would happen. And it’s partially my fault for not communicating with him.
Your thoughts go in a spiral and before you know it, tears start trickling down your cheeks.
You grab a kitchen towel and sat down at the empty dining table, drowning yourself in your miserable thoughts
Because you knew you still love him and there’s nothing you want more in this world than to see him happy
Maybe you don’t make him happy. Maybe playing volleyball is his escape from you.
Kageyama waits in the car, for a minute longer thinking you’d call back.
When you don’t, he rushes out with his bags and opens the door with his keys.
The living room door opening makes you jump
“Y/N?” His voice makes you go pale.
“What the hell?” You whisper, feeling both excited and nervous that he’s home.
You plan to hide your tears but it was too late as Kageyama rushes straight to you, giving you a huge hug.
“Y/N! Surprise! Babe, I missed you so much. You know I was just tric—y/n?” He stops mid-sentence when he hears you sniffle. He pulls away to observe your face, his heart almost stopping, and his smile now gone.
“D-do you still love me?” you ask, voice shaking a little.
At this point, you couldn’t stop your tears as they fell, though, you attempt to blink them
Nothing but regret filled his heart.
“Fck,” he cursed to himself. “I’m. So. Sorry. Holy shit. I’m so sorry. I’m an idiot.” He mentally punches himself.
It never occurred to him that you've been questioning his sincerity in your relationship.
Small whimpers escape your lips as you try to hold back your cries.
“I love you sooooo much. You don’t understand,” he starts, inhaling with shaky breaths and clinging to you. His hand softly caresses your hair. “I love you. I love you, please don’t cry.” Kageyama feels a lump in his throat as he says those words.
But it only made you crumble down harder
He, himself, is breaking. A tear, falling down his cheek, is evident of it.
You both know that this crying session is long overdue
After many moments of feigning laughs and the words “im ok”, it’s about time that you tell him the truth
And you both know you have a lot to talk about now that he’s back.
he intends on fixing this marriage and he’ll do whatever it takes to erase all the doubt that you’ve had before
Because there is absolutely no doubt in his heart, mind, body, and soul that he still loves you
♢ Atsumu ☄. *. ⋆
It all started off as a silly joke to him
He thought that maybe this would be a great way to lighten up the gloomy mood you’ve been in for the past few days
Boy was he wrong
Going on his way to the gym for a quick workout, he pretends to forget his usual “i love you”s whenever he departs
“Tsumu,” you say, in a scolding voice as you relax on the edge of the living room couch. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
You watch your husbands back straighten.
“Hmm, I don’t think so,” he answers cooly, hand on the doorknob.
He turns around to say his final parting words
He almost breaks his facade when he looks at your face
“you really don’t?” You pout, your bottom lip quivering. But you quickly bite it, trying to hide the fact that you’re about to cry
“No.” The dumbass thinks you’re r fake crying, so he continues with his jesting, keeping a straight face.
You’re ur not sure why you’ve gotten so emotional lately
You’re usually making jokes and playing along with him but now is NOT the time for these type of jokes
Probably because of the human growing inside you and your hormones going batshit crazy
And… Atsumu has been looking tired these days
What if he’s grown tired of you, what if…he doesn’t want the baby?
You look down, blinking back tears
You hear the door shut.
Huh, he left.
With your eyes to the carpeted floor, you wipe the blurry vision from your eyes using the sleeve of your sweater
When you suddenly feel two strong arms wrap around you
“I love you, I love you, don’t cry” Atsumu’s voice whispers, repeating many more words of affirmation as he feels your shoulders shake.
He hadn’t left. He merely just closed the door and leaned against it, watching your actions intently before face palming himself bc he realized that he utterly fucked up
And his words make your tears spill more
You feel his lips press against your cheek, his own tear staining on your cheek
“I hate you,” you tell him with a glare.
“Er, I hear ya. I’m sorry, love. That was a bad joke. Never doing it again,” he says, apologetically. “I love you, always.”
You sigh. "I know, I'm just feeling a little sensitive right now."
He moves to sit on the couch, pulling you into his lap so he could hug you tighter.
“Are you not going to the gym?” You ask, eyebrow raised.
“Nah, let’s just cuddle today, yeah?” He snuggles his face into your neck, placing a lingering kiss on it.
“You sure? It’s leg day.” You ask, knowing that Miya Atsumu, never skips leg day. And he’d always advertise that when someone compliments his looks.
He pulls back to look you in the eyes, a hand going up to comb through your hair.
The look he gives you never fails to make you blush
“Nah, I’d rather spend time with ya today,” he says, eyes trailing down to your lips. His thumb dances across your bottom lip, and his eyes look back to yours.
Another hand reaches to your stomach, rubbing over it softly, a habit he picked up after your pregnancy whenever you'd sit close like this
It makes your worries of him not wanting to be a father quickly vanish
“Can a’ get a kiss?” He asks quietly. He’s still guilty abt his actions, unsure if you’d even want to kiss him right now.
Yes you were still mad about what he did, but the way he’s making those pitiful, googly eyes makes it difficult for you to resist
You sigh and grab his face to kiss him hard.
His arms wrap tightly around you, as the kiss deepens.
He gleefully sighs, feeling so grateful for moments like this
You are the most precious thing to him and if he can’t make you feel that way, then he knows that he failed his duty as a husband
He promises to do better
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+ a/n: reader’s version (more light-hearted)!
++ I wouldn’t say this is a continuation of that post ^_^
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owlyflufff · 1 month
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Keiji always knew Koutaoru has a gentle touch.
He isn't foreign to the callouses and marks that etched along his partner's fingers. His high school years informed him much that his star could send spike after spike relentlessly, the sound resonating throughout a gym, arena even if Bokuto was eager enough. There on the sidelines he'd look over to see Bokuto sending in the most obnoxious high five, wishing the unfortunate soul that would be on the receiving end of Bokuto's "pat" to the back a get well soon and seen how enthusiastic Bokuto's every movements have been over the years he's known him.
However, Keiji knows just how gentle Koutarou's touch had always been.
For those very same hands were the ones that welcomed him warmly when he first joined Fukurodani's volleyball team. Those same eager movements so easily passed and shared food to him from his bento box. Such hands offered him kindness Keiji didn't think he should hold when his thoughts started to overrun him.
They wrapped bandages around his fingers from careless mistakes and hasty injuries, they hugged his own fingers tight and offered warmth when Akaashi's own fingers were surrounded in cold. Such movements held him close when he sobbed, fingers interlaced as the curtains closed on their last match and they offered their goodbye to the court.
If Keiji can trace along his skin, he could trace the fondest memory of Bokuto quietly reaching for his hands, looking him in the eyes and telling him the most earnest words with the stars being their only witness, an earnest I love you.
By then Koutarou's touch had only grown more gentle, stolen touches underneath the table during group dinners, merely sitting side by side a bench or finding comfort in sharing a bed and finding rest in each other's presence.
Keiji always knew Koutaoru has a gentle touch.
And as he watched from the distance, there is something to be said about how small and fragile a young child's hand could be as it reached out for Koutarou's own. The little kid jumped and hollered, bouncing as it requested for Koutarou to teach him how to spike once more. If anything Koutarou was surrounded by numerous children, all running and prodding to learn volleyball that their eagerness almost had Koutarou being swept up in their tidal wave of unbridled energy.
A reflection of who Koutarou once was, a reflection of who Koutarou still is regardless of all the years that have passed.
It makes Keiji laugh.
It makes Keiji smile.
It makes Keiji cry, almost.
He watches on as Koutarou eagerly but carefully guides those children, positioning their arms and rubbing their heads over a successful spike, hands so full of care and love that Keiji could never feel so deserving of it even now.
Keiji always knew Koutarou has a gentle touch, and in turn he wants to offer all those in kind. Offer his support, his care, his love really to the man that had left him speechless since day one. To the man who still leaves him speechless with all the children he's surrounded by.
And as Keiji stands up from the bleachers and makes his way over to Koutarou and the kids, there's he would offer Koutarou his own gentle touch, with one hand holding Koutarou's own and the other holding a ring from behind with the promise of forever.
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errihaienx · 11 months
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first part (read the first part to understand the context my loves!) requested
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A whole school year had passed since that fateful, embarrassing yet heartwarming moment. Rintarō's memories of that particular scenario were etched into his mind, every word and detail preserved like a treasured relic.
He has undergone significant changes since that time, perhaps fueled by the fact that it was his final year in high school. Over the past four months, he had caught only fleeting glimpses of you, mere encounters amounting to two or three times. In the depths of his heart, he believed that his once-ardent feelings were slowly fading away. Surprisingly, Atsumu concurred with this sentiment, but Osamu, the other twin, dismissed it as mere self-delusion.
"Rin? It's been such a long time! I've missed hanging out with youuuuu," your cheerful voice still sounds as vibrant as ever, except now it holds an even more endearing quality because he hasn't heard it in so long.
"Hey… yeah, long time no see…" Rintarō responded though he hesitated to include the word "cutie" that often danced on the tip of his tongue. Osamu's words haunted him—nothing had changed, not really.
"Didn't you miss me? I heard you almost won the finals! Oh my gosh, you've grown so much taller! How did that happen?" you bombarded him with questions, each one making his heart flutter. If anyone else had asked those same questions, they would have sounded obnoxious.
"Which question should I answer first?" Suna attempted to sound nonchalant.
"The first one! If you missed me…"
"Whoa, being a third-year from a different school has made you like this, huh…" Suna mused, reminiscing about his former shyness and how he used to freeze up whenever you were around. As he had grown, so had his feelings for you.
"I missed you too," he finally confessed, unable to hold back any longer.
"Alright, great! Now, answer the following questions."
"I don't remember," he lied, for he remembered everything all too well. He simply chose not to answer.
"You oldie," you playfully taunted.
"Meanie," he retorted, a small smile tugging at his lips.
With a smirk on your face, a curious thought crossed your mind.
Finally, unable to contain your curiosity any longer, you blurted out, "I heard… I heard you had a crush on me. Is that true?"
Suna's eyes widened in surprise, his normally composed demeanor momentarily faltering. The air crackled with tension as the weight of your words hung in the air. Time seemed to slow down, amplifying the intensity of the moment.
"Who in the world…" Suna's voice trailed off, disbelief washing over him like a tidal wave. Shocking didn't even begin to describe the whirlwind of emotions churning within him.
"Oh! Atsumu told me… But don't tell him I told you!"
Suddenly, it all made sense. Suna had led Atsumu to believe that his feelings for you had waned. It was Atsumu's cue to reveal to you that Suna liked you (though we all know it wasn't in the past tense, hmm).
"Oh… Well, he's right, though," Suna confessed, still avoiding eye contact. He simply couldn't bear to look at you, as your radiance was blinding.
"Really?" you inquired, your voice laced with a mix of surprise and hope.
"Yep," he responded, silently wishing he could tell you the truth—that his feelings for you remained, strong as ever.
His heart fluttered with anticipation as he dared to dream that his long-held crush on you could finally manifest into the reality he had yearned for all along—to be with you, to bask in your presence, and to embark on a shared journey of love and companionship.
A smile of genuine surprise graced your lips upon realizing that THE Rintarō Suna had developed feelings for you. The unexpected revelation sent a delightful jolt through your heart, causing your eyes to sparkle with curiosity and joy.
Playfully, you couldn't resist teasing him, your voice laced with a hint of amusement.
"Looks like you have impeccable taste," you remarked, unable to hide the playful admiration in your tone.
Suna chuckled softly, the sound of a sweet melody echoed in the air.
"Well, I suppose I do have a knack for recognizing something special," he responded, his voice warm and inviting.
For almost two hours, you both immersed yourselves in a captivating exchange, sharing stories, thoughts, and laughter. Throughout the entire conversation, the smiles never left your faces. Each word spoken, each shared moment, only served to deepen the bond between you.
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folklorebae · 1 year
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𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭
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meet me at midnight m.list
cast(s)/genre: gn!reader & sakusa kiyoomi/angst to fluff
wc: 0.5k
warning: swearing
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You remember when your friends warned you about this arranged marriage—it’s not going to be about laughs, intimacy, or fun dates. They’re not wrong, but you like your husband, despite his initially aloof demeanor, he is a good person.
However, why have the two of you not talked for three days and slept on different beds? For some reason, there’s a part of you that knows he still cares about you, since he always makes you breakfast every morning before he leaves for work. So, the problem you two are facing isn't too serious, right?
Tearing your gaze away from the ceiling, you look at the digital clock on your nightstand. 12.02 am. “Fuck, I can’t sleep.”
You wake up from your supposed shared bed, lazily walking towards the kitchen. You’re about to look for something to eat or drink, but the second your fingers touch the fridge handle, you hear a familiar voice calling your name.
Taking a deep breath, you turn your body to face him. “Kiyoomi...”
“What are you doing?” He asks, standing a few feet away from you.
You shake your head. “I can’t sleep. What–”
“I’m sorry.” He cuts you off before walking up to you and taking your hands in his, softly rubbing the silver band on your ring finger.
You look at his face, the most beautiful face you’ve ever seen looks empty. A single tear shamelessly falls from his eye, his eyebags almost matching yours. It’s crystal clear he doesn't get enough sleep he deserves, and little do you know, he has trouble falling asleep on his own when you aren't right  next to him. It’s crazy to think how things can change in less than five months.
The corner of your lips curl downward, heart shattering inside like broken glass. The idea of you hurting your own husband makes tears stream down your face, and the next thing you know, you're hanging by your feet, pinned to his chest with your arms at your sides. He hugs you so tight that you wonder if you can breathe, but suddenly you are released.
“I’m sorry too.” You sob as you wipe your tears away. “Please, don’t let us go.”
Sakusa looks at you in shock, he quickly shakes his head. “Of course I won’t! Are you crazy?”
You rest your head on his chest and slowly close your eyes, relishing the sound of his heartbeat. Automatically, Sakusa places his hand on your back. “I don’t want us to argue anymore. I’d do anything for this marriage.”
“Me too.” You smile, wrapping your arms around his waist. The comfortable silence suddenly comes in between the two of you, and somehow you find yourself starting to move your feet, slowly dancing, which Sakusa quickly follows.
He lets out a single breathless chuckle. “Why are we dancing?”
You pop your head up, looking at him straight in the eyes. A bashful smile surfaces on your pretty face. “I don’t know, do you wanna stop?”
“One more minute and we go to sleep.”
“On the same bed?” You joke, but he quickly removes himself from you and turns around, walking towards your shared bedroom.
“Kiyoomi!” You exclaim before laughing to yourself.
“It’s Sakusa to you!”
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noonajoe · 1 year
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Marrying best friend (Bokuto Koutarou x Reader)
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"In the end, its you"
Pairing: Bokuto x Reader
Word Count: 581
©noonajoe (Published on 24 March 2023 - 11:31 Bangkok Time) this story is not going to be sold, modified, or translated in any manner.
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“Marry me, Y/N,” he said
“Huh?” you startled at his proposal, it's a sudden one because they just meet again after 2 years of lost contact. You met him again because of his mother's funeral, comfort him because he desperately called you, need you in his griefing.
“You heard me, let's get married”, he grabbed her hands. Where they are in the middle of eating lunch.
You keep seeing his eyes, trying hard to seek unsureness in Bokuto's eyes. His glance is full of confidence, he never showed this side before, and it almost scared you away, “Bokuto, we just… meet again for 4 months, and my family-” he cuts you off.
“But knowing each other for 10 years, I’m enough playing around”
“Seeing you as manager when Im playing volleyball at 16, studying hard together to get to university at 18, punching your bastard ex-boyfriend at 19, my depressed era dumped by 2 girls at 21, helping me through hell when I’m jobless at 23, we fought because of my issues and we lost contact for 2 years yet I still thinking about you, at 25 my mom passed away you are the only one I want to appear to bury my sadness. Since then you cook and visit me for months, when I turned 26 you supported me to go to international matches. I may have been with other girls but in the end, it’s you. You have always been a home for me. You are the real love, I chose you, my heart chose you, and can't be replaced by anyone else” he confessed.
You tried to release your hand from his grip, “I don't want to break our friendship, Kou… It will be different”
He smiled, and frowned simultaneously, looking down at the dining table, “Y/N. I was thinking the same thing years ago. I'm really sorry but in the end, I felt love, and I can't deny it anymore after 10 years…”
You kinda love him too, you know? But somehow skipping the dating phase, and jumping over to the marriage step is a big deal to be settled, even though you have faith to be partners in the future, “Are you serious about this? Kou, marriage will be more difficult”
“I'm prepared for everything, I will take responsibility to take care of you. I will help you pay your family debts, I will comfort you when your anxiety occurs, and I’m ready to walk to the future. When we get married, I'm willing to go through progress together until you can consider me as a real husband, even if it takes years”
“I know I’m clumsy, I’m selfish sometimes, maybe I’m too dumb compared to other men, easily having a bad mood, but I’m proud when you told me my clumsines salways lightens up your days. I’m willing to learn, and face the future together as long as it’s with you”
You looked at him, willing to say yes but your energy has been taken too much to answer this proposal right now, “I’ll give you my answer tomorrow, is that ok?” you smiled, indicating a positive response to him.
"Take your time, Y/N. I'll wait for your answer tomorrow" he smiled.
Ultimately, he married you with a small party with your friends, only inviting the closest family and his volleyball team members. Every time people congratulate him, he proudly says, "I'm marrying my best friend in the whole wide world"
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iwaoiness · 2 months
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Hi! I'd like to ask you if you could do head canons of iwaoi where they're either married or just got engaged of Iwaizumi who proposed.
sure sweetie!! here u have the first one, hope u enjoy it a loooot this time i made a hc of iwa proposing to oikawa but for sure ill make more married iwaoi headcanons <3
Marry me
“Marry me, Tooru”
The rain taps against the car, water pooling on the windows and trickling in small rivulets from the roof to the hood. Inside, the heating is set to the minimum to ease the slight chill brought by the downpour (and because Oikawa is a champion at feeling cold, seeing no difference between rain and a Siberian cold wave). One of the rear windows is open just enough to let in the smell of fresh rain and soften the aroma of greasy hamburgers that permeates the interior of the vehicle. Resting on the central console is an already empty bag where Oikawa and Iwaizumi mixed the fries and cheese fingers; on the coasters are the empty containers of sauces, and atop the dashboard, their partially consumed drinks.
This isn’t a dreamlike setting to propose to your life partner, let alone Oikawa Tooru, a professional volleyball monster, starting setter for Argentina's national team and C.A. San Juan, the face of big-name sports brands.
But Iwaizumi has just done it and Oikawa, sitting in the passenger seat, blinks wide-eyed, his jaw unhinged and his face as red as a beet.
“... W-Wha... What d-did you...”
“Marry me” Hajime, smiling, repeats, looking directly into his eyes, with flushed cheeks and a fervent heartbeat echoing through him.
"Iwa-chaaan!" He squeals, setting aside his half-eaten burger to cover his eyes with the palms of his hands and continue protesting. "How… How do you dare to say that now?! That's not fair!"
Hajime shrugs, amused. "Why not? Let's just marry."
"Really not fair!" He repeats now with a wet voice, and Iwaizumi stretches his arm to gently tuck a stray brown lock behind his ear.
"Hey, look at me, dummy."
Slowly, Oikawa uncovers his eyes, revealing a subtle frown, misty eyes, rosy cheeks, and lips slightly pursed—a poignant pout that strikes directly at the core of Hajime's heart.
“You are dummy” He mumbles like a small child and Iwaizumi rolls his eyes in amusement. He settles into his seat, pulling the lever to slide it back and widen the space before patting his lap, looking back at Oikawa.
“Come here”
Now, Tooru wastes no time; he glides gracefully over the central console, tilting his head to avoid any collision with the ceiling (lessons learned from countless bumps). He settles onto Iwaizumi's lap, folding his long legs on either side. Hajime's sturdy hands anchor around his waist, giving a gentle squeeze, and the smile on his face broadens as Oikawa promptly envelops him with his arms, hiding his face in his shoulder, nestling in for warmth and closeness.
"You didn't even ask it right" He protests, low and almost shy, and Iwaizumi laughs, stroking him back up and down before taking a deep breath, intoxicating himself with the scent of Oikawa, a blend of grapefruit and the warmth of summer sun.
"Wanna marry me, Tooru?" he asks close to his ear, emotions welling up under every inch of his skin.
The athlete lifts his head, just enough to be able to look at Iwaizumi, with a smile stretching from ear to ear beneath watery eyes and flushed cheeks.
"What about the ring? I can't answer without a ring, Iwa-chan."
Without breaking eye contact, Iwaizumi gently grabs Oikawa's left hand, their fingers lacing together as they always have. With deliberate manoeuvring, he brings the bony ring finger to his mouth, biting down hard enough to leave a mark.
"OW, HAJIME!" Tooru yelps in a mixture of surprise and laughter, blinking owlishly as he looks down at his hand, discovering the teeth marks around his finger. "Why the heck was that?!"
"A provisional ring" He smiles proudly, gently intertwining his fingers again. “Again, wanna marry me, Tooru?”
"Mmh," Oikawa has the audacity to pretend to contemplate, averting his gaze and tapping his chin with his free finger while their hands sway delicately between them. "Marrying a brutish neanderthal who just bit me after proposing in his car reeking of greasy burgers under a torrential rain, or giving a chance to the new rookie player who idolizes me and follows me around like a little chick?"
“Tooru—”
He rolls his eyes in amusement, reengaging his gaze with Hajime's—eyes so expressive and intense, so effortlessly readable that Tooru could decipher them even with his eyes closed.
(And now, he reads happiness, love, devotion, intrigue, patience, but also, a touch of insecurity.)
"It's a big yes, bobo," he sticks his tongue out playfully, wrapping his arms around his (now) fiancé's neck. He feels the broad shoulders relax in relief, his heart beating frantically against his chest as he leans in. Oikawa's smile sweetens, becoming more genuine and beautiful, his eyes narrowing like crescent moons overflowing with affection. "I would have always said yes to you, wherever it may be, as long as it's you."
"Sometimes you say such cheesy things," he adds, but there's no bite in his words, only love as he mirrors Tooru's smile.
"I could give you lessons, I'm sure your fiancé would be thrilled to hear you talk corny."
"The price?"
Oikawa tilts his head, leaning his face toward Iwaizumi as his hand cradles one of his cheeks, his thumb caressing the cheekbone.
"Fifteen kisses per hour, every day.”
"Till death do us part?" Asks Hajime, his voice husky and low, narrowing his eyes and taking a deep breath as Tooru rubs his nostrils.
"Until beyond death, Iwa-chan, until whatever the afterlife holds for us." And he seals the promise by bringing their lips together in a soft kiss that Iwaizumi takes care to deepen. He bites down on Tooru’s bottom lip and clings tighter to his hip, ignoring the tear that slips down his cheek and loses itself on Tooru's thumb.
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toomanygoldfish · 16 days
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Okay, I'll send in three requests that will vary a little so you can get a feel. Now, keep in mind that you can do whatever you want with this, I will never be disappointed, it's just a means to share creativity.
How about this prompt:
"Don′t wanna sleep 'cause we′re dreaming out loud"
but with Goshiki? He's got plenty of big dreams, calling himself the Ace as a first year. I doubt he let go of that after high school
I saw the prompt and immediately thought about a million dreams from the greatest showman.
You make a lot of promises when you are a kid. Most of those promises are forgotten and left in your fondest memories.
standing on the edge of the playground in 4th grade, watching bugs crawl over the wood chips placed in front of them is where this promise was made.
“hey, [Name]? Will you follow me when I become an astronaut?” Goshiki looked at you with a rather intense gaze for a 10 year old.
“Of course! I’ll follow you to wherever the world takes us!” You giggle at him then go back to the bugs.
——— 4 years later ———
that promise held true as you followed him through jr. high.
while Goshiki did not pursue becoming an astronaut, he did find volleyball. You would stay after your club had ended to walk home with him. On many nights you would end up staying on the gym with him as he drilled himself over and over again.
some nights he only left because he could see your eyes drooping, and your yawns becoming more and more frequent.
at first you couldn’t see why a sport this fast paced had enamored him, but after many late nights and you first aid kit being used more often, you finally decided to find out.
you watched hours upon hours of volleyball tapes and started to ask more questions. And to be honest you still didn’t really understand it, but you saw the way his eyes lit up when talking about it.
you saw the way that he smiled when a game component finally clicked, and the laughter that was shared between his teammates after a particularly good skirmish.
you decided that maybe you didn’t need to understand.
——— 2 years later (After losing to karasuno)———
tear tacks were still wet on his cheeks when he went looking for you. You, who was at every single game no matter where, you who was always there with a smile and a hug, and who he loved more than anything.
He found you a standing next to a water fountain, once he got your attention, you gave him a hug. He held you to his chest and shook with silent sobs.
After a while he pulled back and looked you in the eyes, and decided then and there that he didn’t want to spend another day without you.
——
it took him until the end of his first year to finally ask you out. (To which you said yes)
The whole summer was spent going on dates and having fun with each other. The usual disappointment of going back to school wasn’t there, only excitement for the new volleyball season.
At the end of the volleyball season, he gave you a promise ring. He promised that wherever you took him, that he would go, as long as he got to stay with you. You kept the ring on a necklace throughout the rest of your Highschool years.
——— 3 years later ———
in your second year of college you got offered your dream scholarship. However you were reluctant to take it, because it meant moving to another country.
you brought it up to Goshiki and it was one of the first big fights you had.
he wanted you to take it. He felt like you had encouraged him to follow his dreams as a professional volleyball player and he wanted you to follow your dreams too.
you argued that you wanted to stay with him. That your relationship with him was more important to you than any scholarship. you eventually walked out to the balcony to get some space, and after cooling down a bit, you went back inside to find him. you sat down and tried to explain it from your point of view. He was one of the most important people in your life, and that moving away might break that connection. He explained that you had done so much for him, and that he didn’t want to hold you back from achieving something great. it was a long night. And in the end you agreed that you would take the scholarship.
the night before you left for the airport you gave him a promise ring, and took yours off of the necklace and put it onto your finger. ——— 2 years later ———
Visiting each other was hard. With Goshiki progressing into his volleyball career, and you spending most of your time doing work. but you made it work. one memorable night was when Goshiki had stayed awake long after midnight to stay on the phone with you. He was quite honestly delirious and it was mostly his subconscious talking to you.
you found it hilarious. He was filling the silence with mostly meaningless babble. It was a great background noise for your studying. eventually you got bored of studying and you turned your attention to your boyfriend asking him questions and watching him put too much effort into answering it.
eventually you remember how late it is over there. “Hey lover boy, why are you still awake?”
he blinks his eyes lazily at you before slowly responding, “I don’t ‘wanna sleep when I could be dreaming out loud with you.”
you feel your heart melt at this man, who even when tired is thinking of you and wants to spend time with you. “I love you baby, but you need sleep. Good night my love”
“‘Ood night”
———
the night of your return was marked on the calendar you and Goshiki shared. However near your return date your supervisor noticed how antsy you were getting and managed to get you a return flight a week earlier. you decided not to tell Goshiki about the new flight date so you could surprise him. The first thing to do was call his teams manager to make sure that he could get a free day. and after a long call, and being put on hold for far too long, Goshiki would be free for the next day.
——— the next day ———
Goshiki has been doing a lot of things in the weeks leading up to your departure, one of which was to buy an actual engagement ring. He had bought this ring* right before practice. His plan was to propose to you right after you got out of the airport. Strangely enough when he went into practice his manager kept giving him knowing looks. He ignored it and kept practicing until the coaches called them over and cut practice short. Goshiki (who was rather confused) took the drive home. It was a fairly normal drive home with not much traffic. Until he got a text from you. ❤️My beloved❤️: will you pick up some flowers for me?
❤️My beloved❤️: I ordered them already all you need to do is pick them up. Thank you 😊
Me: sure, send me the address
❤️My beloved❤️: thank you 😘
——— a few minutes later ———
Goshiki walked into the store, only to pause when he saw you. “…[Name]?” He looks at you, then rubs his eyes to make sure you are real. “Goshiki!” You run to him and hug him. “How, How are you here?”
“they let me go a few days early, and I came to surprise you!”
Goshiki fumbled around his pockets for something. He seems to find it quickly but looks up nervously. “you good there Goshiki?”
“yes! Yes I am, um this isn’t how I wanted this to go,” he looks at you and smiles. “But you mean the world to me and I’m so happy that you came home early.”
he gets down onto one knee and pulls out the ring. “[Full Name] you are the love of my life. Will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?”
“YES”
*this is the ring I was thinking of
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mrs-kodzuken · 3 months
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Forever Mine ♡
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Pairing: Aged up!Kenji Futakuchi x fem!reader
WC: 1.3k
Genre: fluff, marriage au
CW: fem!reader, implied short!reader, marriage au, fluff, slight overbearing mother?, mentions of food repeatedly, mention of no father, platonic boob holding
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"Girl, hush, you had a granola bar this morning; you'll be fine!" I heard my mom scold me.
I just stared at her, feeling my stomach growl. "But that doesn't calm my stomach," I pointed out.
Ever since I was little, I have always been a person who could put away a lot of food. And I was getting married to my fiancé in a couple of hours. Which unfortunately meant that in order to not be bloated in my wedding dress, I couldn't eat right this second.
She glared and said, "Calm down. You'll get food when you're done." She spoke, fixing my hair in the mirror.
The idea of food never left my thoughts or stomach.
I could really go for some pizza right now. Maybe I could call the pizza place really quickly without my mom knowing? That is, if I'm ever out of her line of sight.
"I can't believe that you're getting married. It just seems as if I was changing your diapers." My mom wiped away a small tear. She had suddenly got super emotional.
"Mom, you said you weren't going to cry till after the ceremony." I laughed lightly.
"But seriously, I don't like seeing you cry." I gave her a small hug, making sure not to mess up my hair.
"Oh, are the bridesmaids almost done? I want to see how they look." I pulled away from the hug and entered the room connected to mine.
"Good god, you all look wonderful!" I astonishingly said to all of them.
Suddenly, a herd of women surrounded me. And of course, with my short height, I was hardly able to get out of their grasp.
"Do you need help with your makeup? I'll do it for you." I looked at my friend, whom I asked to be a bridesmaid.
"Ah, thank you," I thanked her whilst I grabbing the makeup box.
After about an hour, we all had done almost all of each other's makeup and because I needed something to take my mind off of hunger.
"Is everything ready?"
"Yes, dear. Now all you have to do is walk your fine ass down the aisle and become a Futakuchi." My soon to be husband said through the door.
I have been talking to my fiancé for about ten minutes now. I wouldn't let him see me till I was walking down the aisle, I didn't want any bad luck on our special day.
However, my smile was quickly replaced by a groan of hunger.
"Babe? Are you alright?" I heard him through the door. He couldn't open it obviously, but I could tell he definitely wanted to.
"I'm fine, just hungry." I lightly laughed. If I didn't get food in me quick, I was sure I was going to die.
Hearing no response from Kenji at the door, I furrowed my brows. Getting on my knees, I bent down to see if his shoes were still there from under the door.
Which they weren't, by the way.
Suddenly, a loud gasp made me look up. I saw my mom there, looking as if she was about to scold me for being on the floor.
I silently told Kenji I loved him as I received an earful from the woman who raised me all my life.
"Ah, yes, thank you for that," I awkwardly said to my mother. She sighed and shooed me away, saying something like I should already be in my dress and shoes.
Sorry mom, but I was more worried about my future husband than a dress and heels, even if they were gorgeous.
A loud knock sounded throughout the room. The bridesmaids had pulled me into their room as if sensing Kenji was outside that door.
I pressed my ear against the mahogany door while listening. Although, it seemed to be that I was hearing for exactly nothing.
"(Y/n)? You can come out now." I finally heard someone speak, kind of sounding like my mom.
Once my mom said that, I rushed out to see if anything was wrong.
I noticed a pizza box in her hands, she handed it to me.
"Did Kenji get this?" I asked hesitantly, a smile coming upon my cherry-colored lips.
"Yeah, you said you were hungry, so I went and got you my favorite pizza. Enjoy babe." I heard a kissy sound from him through the door, and his foot steps trailed away.
Dear God, I love that man. Which is exactly why I'm going to marry him.
I set the pizza box down and quickly indulged in it, not really caring if it was burning my mouth or not. I sure was hungry.
I'll definitely have to thank him for this. I almost died from the lack of food.
"After that piece, I'll save it for you. You need to be in your dress and down the hall in ten minutes." I heard my mom lecture looking at her gold wristwatch, as I shoved the crust into my mouth.
I saluted and licked my fingers, heading towards the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my hands.
"Are you ready?" I saw a plastic bag that held my dress in it.
I nodded and took off my robe, which revealed the embarrassing black lingerie my best friend had put me in.
She said something along the lines of, I should get the attention of my man by wearing something hot.
As if I didn't get his attention already. I could hardly stop him from paying attention to me and what was underneath the clothes.
After I slipped on the dress, I was down the hall in a short period of time.
I was met with my mom, who would walk me down the aisle. I mean, who needed a dad anyway?
We hooked arms as I nervously held the bouquet. Even though I've woken up to his handsome face plenty of times, it still gets the knots in my stomach going.
Later, rather than sooner, our vows were said and the celebration of my marriage lasted for hours.
Kenji had been lying on my breasts for the past thirty minutes. I love him so much, I truly do, but I was about to snap, it was uncomfortable.
I shifted, trying to move his head so it would be lying between them instead.
"Why are you moving? Are you uncomfortable?" He looked up sweetly at me.
I glared at his handsome face, which pissed me off even more than his big ass head.
"Your fat head is hurting my boobs," I whined, shoving his head down to my mid-gut.
"You could have just said so; let's switch places then." He laughed softly, putting my comfort over his.
Right as I was about to question him, he had flipped us over. Where I had my back against his chest instead.
I snuggled my back into his chest, paying more attention to the movie now that I was comfortable and happy.
We got married two months ago, but yet he still says dumb shit like this.
"I can massage them for you." I could almost feel the smirk on his face.
I tore my eyes off the screen and just stared at him. How the hell is someone so perfectly annoying?
"As much as I'd like that, I'm watching a good movie right now, babe." I pointed it out, shifting so I could have more cover.
"Can I hold them then? They're always really warm." He commented, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck.
Before I could comment, his hands slipped under my shirt, and I felt his extremely large hands hold my breasts.
This was some kind of 'normal' thing we would do. However, it most likely didn't seem as normal as he thought.
"Kenji?" I mumbled, my eyes burning from looking at the television screen without blinking.
He hummed to answer, and I could feel the small vibration through his chest.
"I love you."
He pulled his hand from my shirt and squeezed my body in a tight hug, "I love you too, baby."
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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” from Wattpad! I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you would like more!
the header is from FutakuchiKenji7 on X
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lssugaluv · 2 years
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What the HQ boys will do for you for Mother’s Day.
Various characters x female reader.
You are married to them and some have kids with you!
Happy Mother’s Day to all you mothers out there! <3
Suga, Asahi, Akaashi, & Kuroo.
Btw, thank you for all of the love I got on the previous post of “HQ boys forcing you out of bed!” For a first post like that, I was so happy! Thanks again!
Please interact and share! If any requests, let me know.
Suga:
“Hurry kids! We need to make sure we finish before mama comes home.” He says in a concerned tone. He is having the kids make you a craft for Mother’s Day. You and Suga share 2 kids together, one little boy and a girl. He is having them make you a flower craft out of construction paper with their picture in the middle of it. He also had them help him bake heart shaped cookies. Suga has always had patience with his kids and has always loved to do activities like this with them. He knows that anything from him and the kids will make your heart melt. He made sure to get up extra early to clean the house, and also make a meal. He heard the garage door open and had the kids quickly wait for you at the kitchen. As soon as you open the door, you couldn’t help but gasp in happiness. “Happy Mother’s Day Mama!! We love you.” Say all three. You couldn’t help but hug all three and give them each small pecks on the forehead. You hug your husband with so much love and thank him. “I love you Koshi.” You say as you reached in to give him a kiss on the lips.
Asahi:
Although Asahi and yourself do not have any children yet, you two are parents to one cat and a Corgi. You guys recently got married and just began your careers so you two decided to wait on children. Asahi still thought that you were considered a mother and decided to take you on a walk and picnic to the park with your pet corgi. You were currently running errands when you get a message from your husband. “When you get home, I’ll be in the shower. I left a dress for you on the bed. Please put it on.” You smiled at the message as you felt some butterflies in your stomach. You finally got home 15 min after that message was sent. You were greeted by your pet babies and walked into your room. You saw a cute white flowy dress that had cherries on it embroidered. You put that one and fix your hair and makeup. Asahi exited the restroom ready to go. You saw he was wearing a white t-shirt that also had one cherry on his right side of his chest part. And he paired it with brown cargo shorts and white vans. He looks at you and blushes. “You look gorgeous.” As he reached in to give you a peck on the cheek. He grabs your hand and the two of you walk out to grab your Corgi & a basket he had on the table. The park was about a 6 min walk from your shared home. With no questions asked, you guys finally arrived, and he set up quickly. “What is this all about babe?” You ask with a huge smile on your face. “It’s for you. Even though we have no babies yet, you’re still a mother to our pets. So happy Mother’s Day from us!” He says as he gives you a hug. You couldn’t ask for anything much better than this.
Akaashi:
You wake up to the smell of strawberry pancakes and bacon. As it took time for you to fully wake up, you see your husband Akaashi walking towards you with your 4 month old baby boy in one arm and a bouquet of sunflowers in the other hand. You couldn’t help but smile. “Happy first Mother’s Day honey.” Akaashi says as he gives you the flowers. “Thank you so much baby! This is so cute.” You say with a big smile on your face. “I made you breakfast so please eat. I brought it to bed so you can enjoy some you time. I also picked a movie for you to watch while you eat.” You looked at him with a small pout. “What’s wrong honey?” He says with a worried look. “I only see one plate for me. Where are you going?” He looked a bit shocked. “I just wanted to give you some alone time. I know being a new mom isn’t easy.” He says followed with a sweet smile. “But I wouldn’t trade that for anything else. Now bring your self a plate, and come into bed with me and the baby. Let’s enjoy this day together as a family.” He handed you the baby and he quickly brought his plate. “What a great Mother’s Day” was the thought you had.
Kuroo:
Kuroo had helped you in the car and had a surprise for you. “Where are we going Tetsu?” You say curiously. “Baby. It’s a surprise.” He says as he was holding your hand and driving at the same time. He drove you two to the beach. There was an ice cream shop 2 min away and he decided to take you because it was one of the biggest cravings you had. You two arrived and first walk to the ice cream shop. “Hello! Can I get two ice cream cones please?” Kuroo says to the person working. “What flavors?” The worker asked kindly. “I will get a rocky road please. And she will get a rainbow sherbet.” The guy gave you guys your ice creams, you guys paid and exited the shop. Kuroo could not stop melting over your adorable face. “Baby, you look like a child eating your ice cream all excited.” He says as he laughed. “I know! It’s because the baby has been craving it so bad!” You guys continue to walk to the beach to find a spot. You guys sit down with toes hidden in the sand. “Happy Mother’s Day baby.” He says as he kisses your lips and your belly. You were 7 months pregnant with your first child. “Thank you Tetsu.” You say as you receive his kiss. “I can’t wait for the baby to arrive.” He says with a sparkle in his eyes. You couldn’t help but blush and smile at his comment. “Neither can I. Thank you for making me a soon to be mom.”
Afterthought: once again, happy Mother’s Day to you mom’s!!! Enjoy with your family and kids! My first post was a success and I hope this one will be! My favorite one this time was the Asahi one. 🥹 sometimes I do wish these men were real lol.
Again, if you have any suggestions or anything you will like to see, please comment or message me! Thank you! 🤍
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strawberrykake · 2 years
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Deja Vu
·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ you’re getting married to keishin today!! 😆💍 congratulations on your wedding! *ੈ✩‧₊˚
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my entry for @tahdashi ‘s champagne kisses collab 🍾 no warnings except I’m still learning how to write <3 [notes] : fluff everywhere
♫ playing: say you won’t let go - James Arthur ♫
bride!reader x groom!ukai keishin
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It’s been a while since Keishin cleaned himself up like this, buying a tailored suit, going to get a haircut, neat shave. It gives him deja vu of when he first asked you out, hoping that a nicer outfit would increase his chances. Or much later into your relationship when he decided to dress a little more fancy ‘jus cuz’, however, he revealed his true intentions later that night in a velvet black box that he pulled out from his pocket.
Keishin remembered how your eyes immediately sparkled from both delight and tears mimicking the gleam from the jewel staring at you; how his heart beat rapidly moments after opening the box; the way the world seemed to stop until the small nod of your head causes him to almost fall over to catch you in a tight hug.
You were a blubbering mess as you tried to utter words of affection while the love of your life slides the engagement ring on your finger. All Keishin could do is chuckle and wipe your tears away with his free hand, before leaning his forehead against yours and whispering the same thing.
“Shh, don’t cry, dont cry. I love you so much. You have no idea.” As if you weren’t repeating the same words to each other over the past days. He peppers kisses all over your face, holding you close and gently like you carry the world.
Now, you’re both here at your wedding. All dressed up with a small gathering of your close family and friends who watch you up the aisle with awe. But you don’t notice them when you lay your eyes on your soon-to-be husband who wore a classic black and white tux, with a rose peeking from his handkerchief, and his trimmed hair slicked back, looking gorgeous as ever. He has a look of wonder in his eyes, hands clasped together in front of him.
The sight alone makes your heart feel full.
Keishin couldn’t take his eyes off of you, either. The moment you enter the room in your wedding gown, the world stopped on its own once again just for you. All Keishin could focus on was you.
He catches his breath admiring the way tiny jewels cascade down your hair, your hand gracefully holding a small bouquet of flowers, the shy smile on your face, and not to mention your oh-so-kissable cheeks that were blossomed pink. Your dress that was kept a secret from him, finally revealed before his eyes.
He thought you were gorgeous in anything, even when you’re in a old baggy tee and hair messily tied up in a bun. Even when there’s some cookie crumbs left on your hoodie sleeve. Or when your makeup is ruined from watching sad dramas and you’d dodge his kisses saying that you looked ‘horrible’—and he would give you a look saying ‘does it look like I give a damn?’ before proceeding to give your pouting lips a kiss.
In this moment, his breath is nearly taken away. He could be in heaven just from the sight alone.
The jitters he felt before were long gone.
He was going to marry you. And you were going to marry him.
That is all he could ever dream of since that one night you both stayed up late in his little studio apartment playing cards and you fell asleep on his lap. He whispered his love confession right as soon as you dozed off, playing with your hair, tracing your furrowed brows, and kissing your temple, before he picks you up ‘bridal style’ and lays you down on the comfort of his bed.
“I wanna be with you…forever.” Images of you living in the same home and growing old together flashed in his mind. And potentially, raising a child or two…or three. He doesn’t mind. As long as you were together. Of course, at the time, these were just mere fantasies to him. A distant dream.
Keishin sighed dreamily before drifting off on his own by your side. That was the first night he finally got some good sleep after the long hard days of working and coaching. He realized he gained more strength each day he sees you. He craves your laughter, your smiles, your scent, your touch.
Thank God your feelings were reciprocated because he wouldn’t know what to do if that weren’t the case. You brought the light in the dull darkness that was once his life.
“Pinch me,” Keishin echoes the words he used when you first confessed. You finally reach him from what felt like a long walk up the aisle. You scrunch your nose in delight and gently tug on his sleeve jacket as a way to ‘pinch’ him. His facial muscles are already starting to hurt from the constant smile on his face, the stars in his own deep brown orbs remain sparkling.
It was magical. Exchanging vows, delicately placing rings on each other. Despite being together for years, you still felt the electric from his thumb grazing over your hand. And then finally, sealing your vows with a kiss which he’s been dying to do since you walked in.
The crowd buzzes with excitement once your lips connect. Ukai places his palm behind your neck as he brings you closer. Butterflies chase each other in your stomach and your head tips back from the action as he kisses you deeply with affection, unshy of the audience before you.
A few cheers and chatter from the Karasuno boys can be heard.
“Let’s goooo!!” One bellows.
“The Ukais!!” Another cheers.
“Yeahh, Mr. and Mrs. Coach!!”
“Their last name is not coach!”
“Wait what?!”
Your laughter causes you to pull away from each other. Keishin, your now fully-wedded husband, takes the opportunity to pick you up the same way he did that one night at his apartment, carrying you down the aisle to God knows where.
It doesn’t matter. From this day on, with hearts connected as one, you’ll follow each other to the ends of the Earth.
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taglist 。⋆。˚ ʚïɞ ˚。⋆。 @dai-tsukki-desu @crystal-lilac @remajalabill @ashisbored @yuubabe @luvrzumi @wonpielle @wakatshi
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idlerin · 1 year
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RINGS THAT DON'T FIT
sakusa kiyoomi x f!reader arranged marriage au
rings that don’t fit series
+ word count: 0.8k
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SAKUSA KIYOOMI was a man of few words, or maybe he just didn’t want to talk to you at all. You observed him from the other side of the table, his eyes were focused on his phone, there must’ve been something very interesting on it if he wasn’t looking at you, men hardly ever looked anywhere else when you were in front of them. It was insulting, to say the least. Especially since it’s been almost an hour of the two of you eating in silence. Your parents just had to force you to come here only so you could get your ego bruised?
It wasn’t the first time you’ve met him. You still remember his nonchalant glance at you at a fancy party thrown by one of your parents’ business partners you attended when you were 18. The way his eyes raked over you and immediately deemed you to be irrelevant. He didn’t have to say it for you to know it, his eyes didn’t bother hiding his disinterest. His father introduces him to you, and Sakusa doesn’t even bother to greet you himself. You gave him a pleasing smile, still, because you weren’t rude like he was. Earlier that evening you’d hope to have a camaraderie-like relationship after finally officially meeting him (you do see him around campus, albeit, rarely, it was mostly when your friends drag you to watch volleyball matches), the guy whose name was embedded to you your whole life, the guy you were to be married to. Not like either of you had a choice.
You sympathized with him a little then, that’s why you wanted to form a friendship in the first place.
Now, at 19, you were forced to bond with him. this little restaurant ‘date’ being the beginning of many ‘romantic heart fluttering’ dates as your younger sister likes to put it. The first time you’ve seen him ever since that first official meeting as he conveniently never got to attend any formal gatherings that happened for the past year because of being oh so very busy, and being on the opposite sides of campus.
“I know you hate me, I hate you too, but would it kill you to try being civil?” you break the silence. He looks up at you, placing his phone on the table screen faced down. You weren’t backing down from this silly little staring contest and therefore didn’t remove your gaze on him.
“[l/n] [y/n], my bride to be,” his words were laced with disdain. “I’m glad you know where we stand.” or in other words I’m glad you know I hate your guts.
You put on a fake smile, “I’m as happy as you are that we had to meet today. But you do know we have to tolerate each other despite disliking each other’s presence. The least you could do is try to make small talk instead of being rude and being on your phone the whole time.” You were talking too much, showing too much of your emotions, but he was just so aggravating, and he hasn’t even said much!
He raised his arm, his expensive looking watch appearing in your view from under his sleeves. “We only have to be here for a few more minutes, I’ll humor you.”
You felt a tick in your jaw, he was making it sound like you were vying for his attention.
He fixed his collar before looking at you intently, a pretense, you note, although he was really good at pretending as if you were the only thing that mattered as of this moment, if someone were to glance at him from afar, they’d think he was a besotted fool, “Did you enjoy your dinner, darling?” He managed to make his voice sound sweet and belittling at the same time.
You scoffed, “It sounds disgusting coming from you.”
“I thought you wanted to make small talk?” he mocks with his ever-so perfect posture and impassive expression. “Then do you prefer going straight to the point?” he says, taking something out of his pocket and placing it on the middle of the table.
You stare at the small velvet box, you know what’s inside, of course. It was the one thing this dinner was supposed to lead up to. You reach for the dainty velvet box and open it to see the silver band decorated with a diamond not so big it’s an eyesore. At least he didn’t have bad taste in rings, if he’s the one who picked it out in the first place. Which isn’t likely.
You took it out of the box, glancing at him who was only watching you. You tried to put it on your ring finger, it was too loose. Too bad, it was quite pretty.
“Marry me, [l/n] [y/n].”
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notes — maybe i can make this a series? hm
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beamsmom · 1 year
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Atsukage (Atsumu x tobio) \\ proposal 💖
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It was 2 am in the morning when both Tobio and Atsumu returned from the gym, they were this late all thanks to Atsumu and his stupid idea to play a kiss-the-player game at every point. Ps:- they were both alone.
Half of the time they were just making out on the wooden floor despite being alone somehow they both still ended up being extremely competitive. Well, Atsumu’s hunger for winning was pretty much similar to his yearning for Tobio, he would have him in his arms and would still long for more.
The two got home. Atsumu settled on making dinner when Tobio went to ready the hot shower for them.
Atsumu's phone rang. “Someone’s calling,” Tobio yelled from the bedroom.
He made a run towards the bedroom and picked up his phone, “Hello! Hi! Why are you calling me this late?”
“You’re up anyways. Does it matter?” Omi answered from the other side of the line. “I’m just asking if you’ll be there..... with Kageyama of course at my sister’s baby shower.”
“Whose calling this late?” Tobio's voice echoed from the bathroom.
“Omi-Kun!”
He “oh-ed”
Atsumu spoke as the fridge’s light galed on his embrace, “Omi-Omi asking if we would be available next month for his sister’s baby shower.”
“I’ll go if you’re going,” Tobio retorts while walking into the kitchen, and rinsing his hands in the sink.
“You wanna marry me that bad?” He scoffed, Jokingly. A flirtatious grin painted on his lips.
“I do.”
“What?” The phone crashed to the ground, and the grin fell into a half-opened mouth.
Tobio turned in his direction and said flamboyantly, “I mean isn’t what you do when you love someone? Marry them.”
“Yeah.…."
Atsumu imagined the two marrying on their first date, he even named their kids together the day Tobio made him soup in bed but that’s just something Atsumu does. He stopped taking out the salad instead he puts it back and sits at their dining table.
“I would rather kill myself than listen to any more of this,” his phone sang.
Kiyoomi was still on the phone, shit.
“I think Omi-Kun you should clear your schedule for next month as well.”
“Why?”
“I’ll tell you later.”
Tobio took off his shirt, “Tsumu, the bath is ready, wanna come?”
“Yeah.”
Atsumu entered the steamed room. Tobio was already sitting in the bathtub, his hair branching on his forehead as the water sluggishly drains down from his face to his neck, then on his collarbone, on his chest, and then finally dissolving with the rest of the water. Atsumu traced it with his eyes. He made his way towards him, and squat down opposite Tobio.
“Want a beer?”
“Want to marry me?” Atsumu asks but sincerely this time.
“What? Like right now?”
He got on his both knees, one hand helping him up and the other pulling Tobio by the end of his chin, and kissed him. They’d been dating for more than 4 years, but this kiss felt like the memory of their first kiss unfolding in their mouth: passionate, fervent, sloppy, and not intoxicated at all.
“Mn….mn” Tobio mumbled inside Atsumu’s mouth.
“Right. Sorry.” He breathed apart, a line of saliva still connecting the two.
“Let’s get married.”
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i have been searching for this fic for Months; and i can’t find it, It was a kagehina slow burn, canon-compliant (at least mostly i think) and at the end of it Hinata proposes to Kageyama at the national team’s gym when Kageyama yells out ‘nice receive’ to him during practice, and he hears it and like, runs over to his bag and takes out a ring and proposes to him right there and its super sweet
please help me find it i would Cry i want to read it again so bad
hi anon! unfortunately, i couldn’t find anything that matches your description exactly. the fic i linked below was the closest thing i could find :’) it’s actually really similar to your description, but hinata doesn’t have a ring with him. hopefully it’s what you’re looking for! if not, i’d rly appreciate it if someone who sees this & have read the fic shares it in the comments/reblogs below <3
burnt by sunbeams by emleewrites
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Tobio drops his hands from his face at Hinata’s bright voice and looks down. Hinata beams up at him, wide and blinding, a ball of sunshine on a gymnasium floor. Tobio kind of feels like he’s burning when Hinata looks like this – sunbeams personified – but that’s okay.
He’ll happily spend the rest of his life getting burned by Hinata Shouyou.
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Kageyama thinks that being in a relationship seems to be simple at first. It's just Hinata; there's just a lot more kissing involved. But no relationship is without challenges. And for Kageyama, he'll weather them all, so long as he gets to bask in the sun.
Hinata and Kageyama: a relationship study.
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Flavor of Love event! Red string of fate
This one is for  @idoitcauseitsfun I hope you find this fun, I actually struggled writing haikyuu since I was twisted wonderland for a while... but it was fun to do so! 
Notes: Kita Shinsuke, fluff, time skip, she/her pronouns, this event is limited to haikyuu only, red string of fate is supposed to serve as the fated partner and in this case the story will mention marriage
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After saving thousands of dollars and winning the lottery our lovely protagonist has spent it all on a trip to Japan. It’ll only be for nine days, but she wants to make every cent count. Once settling in she decided to go on her main mission. To try authentic Japanese rice straight from the field. This was a dream she knew all too well was becoming reality.
Looking around she noticed a stray cat, who appeared to be leading her someplace hidden away from the main road. Following the cat, she made her way to a rice patty. While it was everything, she wished it to be there seemed to be a man smiling at his rice field.
Turns out this man was the owner of the field and through the lady’s broken Japanese and his broken English you two decided to join forces on this rice trip. Kita showed her the process of rice harvesting and made fresh rice each day. Truly a perfect meeting, until the day to say goodbye. He dropped off ____ at the airport with a smile on his face, but before ____ walked too far she felt a pair of arms around her. Though the first instinct was to break free, she noticed it was Kita.
On the stop she heard his shaking voice, Kita was confessing everything. How happy he was to the new changes he met while seeing ____. How sad he was over their goodbye and then he proposed a question to her. Kita didn’t want to tie her down with marriage, rather he wanted to continue seeing ____. After saying yes to the proposal, the two made plans to meet again soon. While ______ was on the plane ride she reached into her pockets and felt a letter. Turns out the letter was from Kita, it read:
Dear _____,
If me shedding tears at the thought of you being gone is proof that I love, you then so be it. If me leaving behind the repetitive days of sun and grass then I'll leave them behind. If fate were such a thing, then I hope the red string has gotten shorter. I didn’t think it was possible to fall so quickly, but when you know I guess you know. I don’t want to tie you down to the rice fields since you have a life somewhere else. Instead of leaving that life, I want to become a part of that life. So that neither of us has to leave something behind I want to live where we become one. I didn’t think it would happen, but I love you and I’m prepared to make you mine.
Shinsuke Kita
After a couple of weeks passed you finally made your way back to Japan. Following the same roads, you met Kita. While the two of you kept in contact, it was nice to finally feel him in your arms opposed to the frequent talks. To Kita’s shock as well as your own, it turns out that your workplace was opening a Japanese branch and chose you to work there as you had previously visited.
Interested in your own or want another one? Find more matchups here: 2 Lines & A Circle : Flavor of Love, Find Your Match~ (tumblr.com)
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Masterlist Update.
⚠️ A/N: For those who are interested in Wattpad kpop / Anime Long Stories, You can check my Wattpad " narae_99 " . Complete Mafia Au ( Bangchan x Reader) , Enemies to Lovers Au (Leeknow x Reader)
Jujutsu Kaisen
♡⁠˖Headcanons & Reactions˖⁠♡
• JJK Men Green and Red flags ↓
Part I / Part II / Part III / Part IV
• JJK Men And Their Fav Place To Do It 🔞
• JJK Men Turn-ons.
• JJK Men Kinks.
• JJK Men And Their Types Of Hugs.
• JJK Men When They Want Your Attention.
• How Would JJK Men Dress Up For Your Date
• JJK Men Pet Names For You.
• JJK Men Pick Up Lines.
• JJK Men And How They Act When They're In The Mood 🔞
• JJK Men Fav Positions 🔞
• JJK Men Soft Moments With You 🤍
• JJK Men When You Kiss Them Unexpectedly In Public 🩷
• What Songs Would JJK Men Play In BG While Doing It
• JJK Men And Things They Would Say 🔞
• Jobs JJK Men Would Have In Real Life (imo) → Part I Part II
• Types Of Kisses.
• JJK Men As Types Of Love
• Love Troops Suitable For JJK Men → Part 1 Part 2
• Teasing Toji Fushiguro
• JJK Men x Plus Size Fem¡ reader.{Requested}
• Gamer Gf Ignores JJK Men . {Requested}
• JJK X HAIKYUU MEN X READER Locked In A Room ( fluff 🍭)
• Insecure Reader X JJK Men Finding Out { Requested }
• Your MBTI, Your Relationship With JJK Characters 🆕 ALL PARTS
• JJK Men X Male¡ Reader First Kiss
• JJK Men And Types Of Women They'd Be Attracted To {Requested}
• JJK Men Perfect First Date → PART 1 PART2 PART3( coming soon..) 🆕💙
• JJK Men Period Comfort 🌸 {Requested}
• SFW Alphabets For Gojo Satoru {Requested}
• Comfort Letters From JJK Men→ Gojo.Ver
• JJK Men Proposing With A Ringpop {Requested}
• JJK Men Comforting Their S/O Who's Doubting Themselves {Requested} fluff 🍰
• JJK Men Turn-Offs {Requested}
• JJK Men Reaction To Y/N With A Tongue Piercing {Requested}
• Toji Fushiguro x INTJ { Requested }
• NSFW alphabets Gojo Satoru 🔞 {Requested}
♡⁠˖Series & Oneshots˖⁠♡
Gojo Satoru:
• Birthday Oneshot
• Love Is The Most Twisted Curse Of All [Arranged Marriage ff]: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part4 Part5 Part6 Part7 Part8
• My one and only [ Requested]
• Gojo Satoru X Dumb But Kind Reader {Requested}
• Gojo Satoru X ENTP f!reader {Requested}
Ryomen Sukuna :
• A Deal Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 Part 6 🔞⚠️
• Somnophilia [Requested] 🔞
• For Eternity (Sukuna x fem! sorcerer reader, reincarnated ver) [Requested]
Geto Suguru:
• Insecure Reader X Suguru Geto ( Angst with happy ending)
Choso Kamo:
• Battle with Choso, Fluff {Requested}
Tokyo Revengers
♡⁠˖Headcanons & Oneshots˖⁠♡
• How They Tease You For Fun.
• When You're On Your Period.
• Yandere Mikey + Yandere Kazutora ( Requested).
• When You Have A Nightmare.
• Their Fav Place To Kiss You.
• Taking Care Of Sick S/O ( Requested).
• Soft Moments With You.
• Jealous Baji Keisuke With Naive s/o ( Requested )
• First Date Part I
• First Date Part II
• When Someone Flirts With Shy S/O ( Requested).
• Reaction To S/O Similar To Nezuko ( Requested ).
• Tokyo Revengers Men Jealousy.
♡⁠˖Series & Oneshots˖⁠♡
Baji Keisuke:
My Reason ( s/o stops Baji from killing himself [Requested] )
Draken:
Toman's Little Fighter ( Fluff - Angst - Happy Ending )
Takemichi :
( Discovering S/O is a gang leader [Requested]).
Haikyuu:
♡⁠˖Headcanons & Reactions˖⁠♡
• Green And Red Flags ↓
Part I / Part II / Part III
• How They Show Affection.
• When They Realize They Have Feelings For You.
• How Would Haikyuu Men Dress Up For Your Date.
• Haikyuu Boys x fem! volleyball player 🆕✨
My Hero Academia:
♡⁠˖Headcanons & Reactions˖⁠♡
• Types Of Kisses.
• Reader Wants Cuddles.
• Night Routine With BNHA Men.
• First Kiss With BNHA men.
• Finding Out They're Gonna Have A Baby ( requested ).
• Shinso Hitoshi ( falling asleep together [Requested]).
• Asking About Tampons ( Requested ).
♡⁠˖Series & Oneshots˖⁠♡
Cursed Touch { Bakugo Katsuki x Dabi x Reader} ↓
• Whole story + Angst Ending
• Happy Ending.
Attack On Titan
Relationship Headcanonsノ⁠♡
Eren
Levi
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