#im literally laying on the floor in the kitchen bc i was getting a snack

[sunarinexe]

haikyuu boys looking after their sick s/o ♡

ft: oikawa t. , bokuto k. , kenma k. , atsumu m. , kuroo t.

tooru oikawa ~

omg caring boyf!

very lightly scolds you for not looking after yourself, to which you look at him like 😐

boy cant say shit

overall very good at looking after you and knows exactly how to cheer you up!

gets pouty when you say you cant cuddle because then he might get sick :(

it was lowkey tooru's fault that you were sick in the first place. you were supposed to meet him at the school gates after his practice. when you arrived there were a few grey clouds in the sky but you didn't think much of it as you weren't supposed to be waiting that long.

But after about 10 minutes of waiting, you felt little rain droplets land on your head. Not even 5 minutes later, the light rain had turned into a full blown storm. You ran to a shelter, but your uniform was already soaked. You could already feel shivers running up your spine as you tried to dry yourself and preserve your body heat.

By the time Tooru found you, you were shaking from the cold but you're cheeks and forgead were burning up. "y/n-chan! oh god, are you okay? you're soaking!" you were so frustrated with him for taking this long but all you wanted was to go home. you looked up at tooru as he brushed your damp hair out of your face. " i was waiting for your practice to end but you were probably doing extra practice again, weren't you?" you challenged him. tooru's eyes widened and he pulled you into a hug. "come on, let's get you home baby".

As soon as you walked throught the door, you were stripped of your damp uniform and ushered into a warm shower. You felt a little better afterwards but your nose and eyes were still pretty watery and your fever wasnt going down much.

Tooru wrapped you in a blanket burrito for your shivering body and pressed a cool damp cloth against your forehead for your fever. With some of your favourite snacks next to you on a coach and a cheesy sci-fi movie on the tv, you leaned against Oikawa with his arm draped around your shoulder. He patted your head every now and then with the occasional head kiss until you fell asleep.

(side note: he carried you to bed and tried to cuddle up and nap with you, but you woke up and told him he wouldn't be able to play volleyball if he got sick. that shut him up real quick but wouldn't make his pout go away 🥺)

koutarou bokuto ~

would be SO pouty if you didnt show up for school one day bc u were sick

leaving poor akaashi to deal with his slump :(

originally tried to leave school to come see you but you said you would lock your door if he left 🥺

he just wants to help

would literally BOLT to your house as soon as he could

"BABY WHERE ARE YOU?!"

You were woken from your nap to a bang of your front door and Kou shouting for you. However, due to your sore throat you couldnt really answer, so you sort of just waited for him to find you like a puppy. You could hear his heavy footsteps running around the house, opening every door looking for his beautiful s/o.

When your bedroom door flew open, you saw a disheveled Bokuto, his uniform a mess and his hair droopy. His eyes lit up when he saw you and a big grin formed on his face. "BABY! OH MY GOSH I WAS SO WORRIED ARE YOU OKAY DO YOU NEED ANYTHING??" he yelled rushing towards you and jumping onto your bed next to you to embrace you. Not hearing an answer, he looked up at you with some confusion. "Baby?". You sighed and pointed to your throat, indicating you couldn't talk without it hurting. Don't worry because Bokuto is a firm believer that kisses and cuddles are the best medicine for any sickness! He talked your ear off while holding you close, chatting about his day and his teachers and how he landed a killer spike in practice, all the while you hummed and traced random shapes on his chest.

(side note: dont even try to tell kou you cant cuddle because you're sick. this man will NOT listen)

kozume kenma ~

pls he probs wouldnt even notice you werent watching their practice until kuroo or lev pointed it out

that's weird you caught the train to school with him this morning?

he'd text you after practice asking you were you were to which you replied "oh i went home bc i threw up in the bathroom lmao im ok tho 🥰"

he didn't believe you were okay for a second you just didnt want him to worry.

hed stop by a convenience store on the way to your house to pick up some snacks and drinks you like for when you feel better.

and just rocks up to your door unannounced 🤪

"kenma? what are you doing here?" you asked the boy stood awkwardly at your front door. kenma knew he was right, you definitely didnt look okay. you were pretty pale and wrapped up in layers of jumpers and blankets but you looked sweaty at the same time.

without saying anything, he gently pushed you to your bed after shutting the door behind him. he took off his backpack and school blazer and v-neck, laying them on your desk chair. he took out the bag of goodies and his game from his backpack and sat against the headboard of your bed, all without saying anything. you were about to question him again when you were pulled backwards and laid down in between his legs, your back against his chest and his head sat softly atop of yours. gently wrapping his arms around you, with his game in his hand, you watched him play quietly, sometimes asking questions about it which he happily answered and even offered you a go as long as you didnt mess up his score. every once in a while, hed feed a snack into your mouth while watching you play in his lap. <3

atsumu miya ~

this dude turned up at your front door like he did every morning to walk to school with you and samu.

however, when you came outside in your uniform, he immediately noticed you were most certainly NOT well.

mother fucker hoisted you over his shoulder and walked you back inside, all the while shouting to samu to 'cover for him at school'

the audacity of this bitch

after realizing what was happening, you started punching tsumu's back and ordering him to put you tf down. "sorry doll, but i wouldnt be much of a good bf if i let 'ya go to school sick, now would i?". you just went limp in his arms and accepted your defeat.

he took you into the kitchen and sat you on the countertop, giving you a quick peck on your nose before turning round and rummaging around in cupboards to find medicine. after finding the right one, he coaxes you into taking it because apparently "'ya may be his baby but 'ya cant act like one when you're the same age as him" (🙄).

proceeds to try and cook you some nice food but apparently he doesnt share his twin's cooking talent. so he sheepishly orders delivery after you convinced him to give it up. carries you up to bed AGAIN even though you tell him you're perfectly capable of walking up the stairs. throws pyjamas at you and orders you to change while he just changes it to what was supposed to be today's practice clothes, which reminds you to scold him for ditching school. pulls you onto his lap and shuts you up with a kiss. keeps trying to make out with you but you tell him you cant because you're sick. acts SUPER pouty about it but practically chucks you off of his knee onto the floor when he hears the doorbell for the food.

tetsuro kuroo ~

was high-key very worried when you didnt show up at your date as planned.

got scares and ran to your house to see if u were okay

(has a spare key aw)

he quietly called out your name to see if you were there.

not getting a response he cracked open your bedroom door to see you curled up under the covers fast asleep with the curtains closed despite it being 1pm.

after rubbing your eyes to wake up properly, you checked your phone. you tensed up after seeing the time and loads of missed calls and texts from 'tetsu <3'. you slapped your forehead, cursing yourself even though it wasnt really you're fault. you just get extremely tired when you're sick and tend to sleep a lot.

you jumped up out of bed, trying to ignore the dizziness in your head as you frantically searched for some clothes. however, darkness clouded your vision for a few seconds and you fell out cold onto your bedroom floor.

you woke up for a second time to tetsu's worried face and him shaking you awake. you stared back groggily at him. "tetsu... TETSU?!" you cried, your eyes shooting open. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY IM SORRY FOR BEING LATE WE CAN STILL GO OUT RIGHT?". Kuroo looked at you super confused. "kitten, why are you apologising? you can't help that you were sick and no absolutely not we cant go out you're staying here you clearly need rest." he said while picking you up bridal style and tucking you back into the bed covers. "now wait here, i made your favourite, let me go get it before it does cold"

babyed you when he came back, blowing on your food if it was hot and feeding it to you. constantly giving you little pecks. when you finished he put the dishes in the kitchen sink, opting to wash up when you fell asleep again which he was determined to be in his arms this time <3

#oikawa headcanons #haikyuu imagines #kenma fluff #oikawa fluff #oikawa x reader #kenma x reader #kuroo testuro #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo scenarios #kuroo imagine #kuroo tetsurō #atsumu scenarios #atsumu fluff #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader

[celestialmarkiplier]

Just a Nightmare (Jack/Anti)

A/N: THIS IS GONNA BE A BAD ATTEMPT AT SPOOKY, IM SORRY SDFYGUHNJ

Requested? Yes! Anon requested: Hello there! Can I request a really dark story with Anti and Jack? Angst, gore, (psycho-)horror, dread and graphic, bloody descriptions? (Sorry, I'm a sadistic sucker for horror stuff and psycho games hehe)Maybe it starts out with a repeating nightmare which gets bloodier and more detailed every time. Then, specific things from the dream happen irl (like a sound he recognizes), which is foreshadowing to Anti who kidnaps him one night and takes sadistic pleasure in torture? (I just realized I sound pretty weird and crazy myself... I swear I’m normal lol). BUT ALSO don’t let me tell you what to write if you already have a better idea in mind!

Pairing: not an actual pairing, Anti and Jack are the stars of this one. (not romantic) ALSO, BONNIE. IS. HIS. FRIEND. THEY ARE IN NO WAY A ROMANTIC COUPLE, BONNIE DOES NOT LIKE JACK IN *THAT* WAY, HONESTLY I IMAGINE HER AS BEING ASEXUAL T B H

Warnings: angst, gore, blood, psychotic tendencies, graphic violence, cursing, things of that nature. readers, im warning you now. (it probably wont be that spooky actually bc im not spooky so im sorry anon who requested this i tried)

“When will you ever learn, Jack…” A voice taunts from behind the chair Jack had been strapped to for God knows how long. He was blindfolded, gagged, and had a rope tied around his arms, legs, and around his neck then looped through the back of the chair like a leash so that his head would stay up. The man- no, the thing- had faux sympathy laced through its words that Jack could see right through. Anyone could hear the sick undertones held in the voice; the bitch was enjoying every second of this.

“You can’t run, you can’t hide. You’re my little pet until I say otherwise!” Jack jumped at the barbaric and angry shout the last words came out as. “And the best part is, you won’t even tell anyone about it. You know what will happen if you do.”  There was a long sigh from in front of Jack before the blindfold was forcefully ripped away from his face, making Jack wince at the sudden amount of light flooding in his senses. It might have been dim in the room, but it was still enough light to leave him blinking rapidly to try and focus.

Once his eyes finally focused he gasped involuntarily. The thing in front of him wasn’t actually a thing at all- it was Jack himself.

Jack woke up with a jolt, sitting straight up in his bed and looking around. Cold sweat dripped down from his forehead to his jaw and finally dropped down onto the hollow area above his collarbone. He sighed, that was the third time he had woken up tonight alone.

Jack had these nightmares regularly. They were always the same, he gets kidnapped, thrown into a dim room, restrained, and always ends up finding out the villain is a twisted version of himself. The villain, who he chooses to call AntiJack (anti for short), looks exactly like him; well, other than the huge gash across his throat and the glitches that radiate from his body. Jack never gets a break from this entity in his dreams, it's a constant nightmare he has once, twice, maybe even three times a night. He’s tried everything, even going to a therapist, but the nightmares won't stop. It was something Jack was convinced was just in his head. That is, until one day when his best friend Bonnie came over.

“Jack?” Bonnie had questioned from her place standing by the door to Jack’s bedroom. They had been playing video games all day and Bonnie had left to get more snacks. Jack grunted in response, being far too lazy to actually put in the effort to say anything more.

“Why was this in your kitchen? Are you really that kinky?” She half jokes, Jack furrowed his eyebrows and looked up, eyes widening when he saw what she held in her hand. It was a gag. Not just any gag, though. It was the ball gag Anti had used in the nightmare Jack had been having; the same ball gag the demonic man had used to restrain Jack and leave him helpless against his torture.

“W-Where did you find that?” Jack stuttered out, face probably much paler than usual.

Bonnie just smirked, oblivious. “It was literally laying on the kitchen table, how could you not remember to put these things back up? You knew I was coming over, I don’t need to know about your sex life, Mr. Grey.” She chuckles and lays the gag on his dresser, hopping on the bed and only noticing how pale her best friend was once she had sat down. It was her turn to furrow her brow, “Are you okay, greenbean?”

Jack couldn’t speak for a couple seconds, just stared at the ball gag wordlessly. He almost told his friend about the gag not being his, however he couldn't bring himself to do it. Sure, she knew about his nightmares, she had been the one to sleep with him when he refused to be alone the first couple nights he had them, but something told him it would be a bad idea to speak about this. He didn’t want to worry his best friend anymore than she already was. Besides, the demonic thing had warned him that he would regret it if he told anyone. So he can’t.

“Uh, you know, just embarrassed at the fact that my best friend found out about one of my kinks.” Jack forces himself to chuckle and Bonnie seems to believe him, carrying on the conversation by saying something about changing his name in her phone to Christian Grey before they fell silent, Bonnie being emerged into the world of videogames and Jack being emerged into the world of his thoughts.

Bonnie had decided to stay the night. Usually Jack would be fine with this, however the ball gag that was sitting in the bottom drawer of his bedside table (he couldn't get rid of it without Bonnie asking questions) was still taunting him. Jack was only brought out of his thoughts about the gag when Bonnie crawled into bed beside him.

She smiled slightly cuddling into her pillow and brushing her hair out of her face before she asked, “You doing okay? Need me to cuddle with you tonight?”

Jack couldn’t help but smile, despite his mood. Bonnie had been his best friend since fifth grade. She had always been understanding of everything he told her, and in return he had done the same. He was glad she understood his situation. She never asked him to talk about it, only let him cuddle her (or vice versa) if he needed it and assured him everything was going to be okay. The next morning, she would always ask him once if he wanted to talk, and if he said no she would leave it at that. They would carry on with their day as normal afterwards.

So, with Jack’s arm wrapped tightly around his friend’s waist, he fell into unconsciousness and hoped his dreams would be better tonight.

It’s morning. Jack feels like he hasn’t slept a wink as his eyes flutter open. Bonnie is no longer beside him and he grows worried as his eyes flutter open, realizing he is on a hard floor instead of in his own bed. He groans, sitting up and looking around the area. Turns out it's not morning, the lights in the room are just incredibly bright. Where did Bonnie go? Where is he?

Suddenly there’s a static noise surrounding him. It starts by coming from the right side of the room- no, the left- no! He can’t even tell where it came from now, all he knows is that it's feeling his senses and he has no choice but to put his hands over his ears and get back down on the floor, the noise is too much for him to handle and-

And suddenly, it stops. Leaving him with a distinct ringing in his ears. He sits up again, furrowing his eyebrows and trying to make sense of this. Then suddenly, things click into place and his eye widen. This is another dream.

Almost as soon as he realizes this there is a glitchy laugh from the corner of the room, a figure coming up behind him and kicking him between his shoulder blades, holding him down and applying pressure on his back.

“Poor, poor boy.” The familiar voice starts, pushing down hard enough to make Jack wince. “You thought you were safe,”

“Wh-what do you want?” Jack whimpers, “Why are you doing this?”

The entity laughs again, the sound scratching at Jack’s ear drums and making him wince harder.

“Isn’t it obvious? You see, Jack, it’s simple. You made my life hell, so I’m returning the favor.”

With that, Jack feels a scorching pain down his spine, making him scream in agony. The pain continues, going from the start of his spine all the way to his tailbone and he’s pretty sure he's bleeding if the wet feeling on his back is any indication. Eventually he can’t take the pain anymore, and blacks out…

“...Jack?”

“..Jack! Wake up!”

“JACK!”

Jack is woken up by a sharp push on his chest. He groans in response and grips the hand tightly, opening his eyes and starting blearily at the woman in front of him. Bonnie.

“What happened? You were groaning in your sleep, are you okay?” She looks so worried, Jack feels bad for ruining her sleep. “God, you’re burning up. Here, let’s get you into some clean clothes because these are drenched.” She was right, his current clothes are absolutely soaked with sweat. He nods, trying to stand. He gets a total of two steps away from the bed before he yelps, a stinging pain going up his spine. Bonnie rushes over with clean clothes, helping him into the bathroom. She wipes his arms and face off with a clean washcloth before he tells her he’s okay and she leaves the room to let him get dressed. He dresses in the t shirt and shorts, staring in the mirror for a little while before raising his shirt up and turning around, letting himelf look at his back.

He immediately regrets his decision to look at his back. There’s a new scar, red and very prominent, running down his spine. His whole back is covered in bruises and he’s now a shaking mess. How did this happen? This isn't even possible, he’s going crazy. He has to be. This is not normal. Suddenly, the door is opened and in comes Bonnie, stopping as soon as she sees his back and holding a hand to her mouth.

“Oh my God. Jack, what the hell happened?! How did you not tell me about this?” His friend looked like she wanted to help, but didnt know how. He stared at the mark a second longer before he bursted into tears, right there in front of his best friend. Against his better judgment, he told her everything. He told her about Anti, about what happens in his nightmares, about the torture, everything. His face is buried in her neck whenever he feels her start to shake, the shaking gets more chaotic and finally, he has to look up. She’s laughing.

“Jack, Jack, Jack,” Her voice shifts from her normal, soft tone to one with more roughness. “I told you not to tell anyone…” Suddenly, the environment around him shifts and glitches, and he’s in the dark basement agan, with Bonnie standing in front of him. Only, it's not Bonnie. It's a demonic form of his best friend that has jet black eyes and a cut across her throat. He gulps, sweating bullets and ignoring the dull pain in his back.

“Anti,” he whispers, getting a smirk from ‘Bonnie’ before she glitches away and is replaced with a very twisted demon entity holding a sharp knife.

The demon comes in closer, crouching down in front of Jack and pulling the gag from his pocket. He ties it around Jack’s mouth and tsks before standing back up, trailing his knife down his arm.

“You should have just listened to me.”

(A/N: I TRIED SO HARD O M G IM SORRY RIP AHAH)(also i put x reader in the tags bc its my usual tags, so yes its not an x reader thing but oh well)

#THIS IS SUCH A FAIL AT BEING SPOOKY GBFHJDKJSKD #jacksepticeye x reader #antisepticeye x reader #anti x reader #celestialmarkiplier