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tsxkkis · 8 months

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# random relationship stuff w/ haikyuu

a/n = i finally have more time to write and i'm gonna use it as much as i can before school starts

with = karasuno 3rd years (daichi sawamura, sugawara koushi, asahi azumane, kiyoko shimizu)

warnings = a teeny tiny bit suggestive for daichi, like one swear word? nothing else.

daichi sawamura

"haven't we forgotten anything, love?" daichi's voice echoed from inside the bathroom, hurriedly brushing his teeth as he tried his best to button his shirt at the same time.

he was as stressed as ever at this moment. you planned this trip together almost two months ago now, and yet it felt like he left everything for the last minute.

he loosened up when he felt you wrapping your arms around him from behind, a sweet kiss left on the back of his neck as you drew small circles with your thumb, calming him down.

"we still have an hour till the train comes, daichi." you whispered, gently smiling at his reflection in the mirror. "the train station is a five-minute walk from here. no need to rush, sweetheart."

daichi's heart almost melted hearing the nickname fall from your lips. unlike him, you were never big on using pet names, but you would do it from time to time, especially if it was to make him calm down. and, to no surprise, it always worked on him. this time was no different; a big, warm smile crept onto his face as he turned to face you, his hands swiftly finding their way to your waist.

he leaned in, gently pulling you closer to him, with little to no space between your bodies as his lips captured yours, and you could feel the tension leaving his body with the kiss.

"there's no need to panic." you murmured between kisses, your right hand going up to cup his cheek, giving it a gentle squeeze. "i love you, daichi, but we need to find a quick solution to relieve your stress sometimes."

an idea popped into daichi's head, one that he definitely shouldn't think about, and you quickly caught up on what he was thinking, slapping him on the shoulder.

"hey! i didn't mean it that way. weirdo."

the boy laughed, planting a quick kiss on your cheek and smiling at you, a sight that always made your stomach full of butterflies, no matter how long you've been dating him already.

"i know, love." his hand reached out to gently ruffle your hair, gaining a huff from you in response. "it'll be hard to recover from the amount of stress kageyama and hinata gave me over this past year."

a chuckle left your lips as both of you exited the bathroom, sitting down on the edge of his bed, your eyes roaming around his room, tidy as ever. of course, it would be. daichi would never leave his room dirty before leaving for a longer time. he loved when everything was shiny and clean, and his room was a perfect depiction of that.

"we can go there earlier if that'll help calm your nerves more." his head turned towards you as he heard your suggestion, nodding quickly as an answer. "i'll buy us something to drink before we get there."

he gave you a knowing look, and you were ready to hear what he was about to say, his taller figure standing up, fingers intertwined with yours as he gently helped you get up, his other hand already grabbing your suitcase.

"love, if you think you're paying for anything on this trip, you're very wrong."

sugawara koushi

"honey, i think you messed the recipes up." sugawara stopped in his tracks at your words, a terrified look on your face as he turned towards you, his smile dropping in an instant.

he wanted to do something nice for today. after all, meeting your parents for the first time is a very important situation; one that requires a lot of effort from him to make himself look good in their eyes, so that when he leaves they can congratulate their kid on how good of a partner they found for themselves. so, to appear as a great boyfriend material, baking a cake for your family would be the right think to do, right?

wrong.

"what do you mean?" he mumbled the words, the bowl of cake batter in his hands, ready to pour it into the form. you smiled at him, taking a few steps towards him, your hands gently grabbing his and putting the bowl down on the kitchen counter.

"koushi, how many eggs did you add to the cake?" your question echoed through the kitchen, and he felt a wave of embarrassment go over him as he realized just how big of a mistake he made. his face turned a bright shade of red as he looked down, an awkward smile finding its way onto his face.

"four." sugawara whispered, just loud enough for you to hear, a sigh escaping your lips right after. he didn't expect to hear you laugh right after, a short, rather quiet laugh escaping your lips as you leaned in towards him, ruffling his hair.

"you messed up the proportions, suga." your words sounded gentle and warm, no signs of disappointment or annoyance in your voice, which he greatly appreciated. "it was supposed to be two eggs for that amount of cake batter."

a frown appeared on his face, a wave of sadness hovering over him as he realized that his best attempt to impress your parents had just failed. he took a deep breath, exhaling loudly before looking up at you, his expression making your smile drop.

"i just messed up my chance for your parents to like me." he mumbled, both of your hands resting on his arms as you slowly rubbed circles with your thumbs. "what am i supposed to do now?"

"honey, they already love you."

you laughed softly, hand caressing his hair as you smiled at him, a questioning look on his face as he waited for you to explain just what you meant exactly by your previous words.

"they had to listen me talking about you so many times, i think they know more about you than you do about yourself at this point." she giggled, seeing as his eyes slowly lit up hearing her explanation. "i even showed them pictures from some of our dates. they're amazed by how much of a gentleman you are, and i had to listen to my dad blabbering about how he finally has a future son in law material. you don't have to do anything to make them like you, believe me."

relief washed over him like a wave of fresh air as sigawara let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding in, a sweet smile appearing on her face. he leaned in to press a quick kiss to your forehead, a silent thank you for helping him with his overthinking, very simple but also very meaningful for the two of you.

"i'm glad to hear that." he said, his signature smile back on his face as he ran his hand through his hair. "i am still buying flowers and chocolates for your parents on our way there, though."

you laughed, your hand squeezing his.

"alright, mr. gentleman."

asahi azumane

"here, let me help you with that." asahi popped up on your side the moment you entered his house, the sweetest smile ever gracing his face as he quickly took the bags from your hands, carrying them towards his room.

his mom let you in a few minutes ago since the brown-haired boy was currently occupying the bathroom at that time, and she knew that if she hears the doorbell on a weekend afternoon, the only person who could be standing behind the door was you. it was a tradition of some sort; every weekend you would stay over for the night, preparing a list of movies to watch with sugawara until you're too tired to keep your eyes opened.

"what genre are we watching today?" his voice reached you from behind the doorframe as you walked towards his room, grabbing a piece of your hair that just wouldn't stop falling down in front of your eyes. seeing the big grin on your face as you entered his room, the list of movies you chose opened on your phone, he already knew what the answer was.

horror movies.

they were your favorite, of course you'd use every possible occasion to watch them with your boyfriend. except that meant that asahi had to pretend like he definitely isn't scared of whatever is happening in the movie.

he was good with slasher movies. they didn't scare him almost at all, only making him jump a bit here and there if there was an overly bloody scene with too much gore. but paranormal horror movies with ghosts and demons? that was a whole different story.

and as if he just ran out of luck, that was exactly what you chose for today.

fuck.

both of you were sitting down on his bed, asahi's head resting on your arm as he did his best at pretending that the happenings in second installment of the conjuring franchise didn't scare the absolute shit out of him. your eyes were focused on the screen, laughing when a very obvious jump scare happened in the movie.

you turned your head towards your boyfriend only to find his face absolutely pale, the color of his skin reminding you of that of a dead body. reaching for the remote to pause the movie, your hand went down to his to give it a gentle squeeze, a concerned look on your face.

"you know, i would laugh at how scared you got, but you genuinely look like something just sucked the life out of you." your words were quiet, a hint of humor in your voice as you gently smiled at him. "we don't have to watch it, if you don't want to."

asahi quickly shook his head.

"i know you really wanted to watch it with me." he said, an awkward laugh escaping his lips as his hand went up to scratch his neck, his hair getting in the way as he decided to let it loose for today. "i'll survive it for your sake."

"you're the sweetest, azumane." you leaned in to gave him a quick peck on the top of his nose, his cheeks flushing a bright shade of pink. "if you get through this movie with me, i'll get you a thousand kisses."

his eyes lit up at your words, a big smile growing on his face, as he suddenly seemed to be very determined to watch it.

"let's continue the movie, then. i can't wait to get my reward."

kiyoko shimizu

"can you give me your hand for a second?"

kiyoko adjusted the strap of her tank top, which seemed to fall from her arm when she was focused on her work, a small yet genuine smile on her face as she turned to face you. her hair was tied up in a high ponytail in an attempt to make the hot weather a little less unbearable.

you stood up from the bed, putting your laptop down as you walked over to her, sticking your hand in front of you the whole way, even though she could only grab it once you were already at her desk.

it was something that you always loved about shimizu; the two of you didn't have to necessarily do something together to enjoy each other's presence. of course, there was no end to cute dates like picnics or going to every single cafe around town between you two. but sometimes what you enjoyed most were the moments where you two could just sit in silence, both occupied with your own things, yet still deciding to find a way to do them together.

"what're you up to this time, hm?" your voice sounded soft, your eyes roaming around the black-haired girl's desk which was full of different charms, beads, and whatnot. even though it all seemed to be a mess, you managed to distinguish the two color stories that she chose for her next craft.

her free hand picked up what seemed to be a bracelet, one she hasn't finished yet, her other hand grabbing the other end carefully so as to not let any beads fall off. you observed closely as she put it on your hand, wrapping it around to measure if she got the length correctly. you didn't miss how her smile grew just a tad bit more as she realized she measured it perfectly, a satisfied huff coming out of her lips.

"give me two minutes, and i'll be ready to show you." she adjusted the glasses on her nose, hand gently squeezing yours for just a second before she turned back to her work, grabbing a few additional things from the desk. you smiled, leaning over her chair to watch what she was about to do, eyes carefully scanning her every move. normally, kiyoko would hate if someone just stood over her like that and interrupted her peace, especially if she was busy doing something.

but it was different with you.

a bright smile appeared on your face as you saw the finished product, eyes sparkly at the sight in front of your eyes.

"i wanted to make them for a while already, but i never had enough time for it." she explained, carefully putting one on your hand, and one on hers.

the bracelets were beautiful. she specifically picked beads in your favorite color to make them, using similar ones for hers so that you'd be matching. it was only when your hand got close to hers that you realized the best thing about them; a heart charm, which both of you had half of on your bracelet, magnetically coming together whenever your hands were close enough.

if shimizu thought your smile couldn't grow more, you proved her wrong, smiling so much that it almost hurt your face. so close to each other that she could feel your breath on her face, you quickly closed the gap, planting a quick, sweet kiss on her lips.

"you're the best girlfriend i could ever ask for, you know?" you whispered, resting your forehead against hers. kiyoko smiled at you, nodding slightly.

"yeah. i know."

taglist: @ox1-lovesick @moonswolfie @wyrcan

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eggyrocks · 19 days

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INKED-S. KIYOKO SMAU

yn owns a tattoo shop, one right across the street from the local florist, where sometimes she can see the pretty owner pass by the windows

main m.list

status: ongoing, updates extremely random

tags: kiyoko x fem!reader, fluff, tattoo shop owner x flower shop owner

warnings: language, alcohol use, previous toxic relationships, angst at points, grammatical mistakes probably, everyone probably will be out of character, please note warnings may change as story progresses, and to check each chapter for individual warnings

taglist: open, please complete this form to be added

minors dni & other rules

playlist!

introductions: tattooers | florists

teaser!

part one: ur mom part two: cybercigilism part three: coming soon

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rintarousgirl · 9 months

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haikyuu boys (and girls) on national gf day ! -- ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

characters: OIKAWA TOORU, SAEKO TANAKA, SUNA RINTAROU, YACHI HITOKA, TSUKISHIMA KEI, ALISA HAIBA, KUROO TETSURO, KIYOKO SHIMIZU.

a/n: i had an unneccesary amount of trouble with tsukishima and kiyoko. i gotta get used to writing for them fr </3 also, this was hastily put together for today, so please forgive me if some personalities are weird. hope you enjoy, and happy national gf day to all my sweethearts out there!

OIKAWA TOORU ♡

TANAKA SAEKO ♡

SUNA RINTAROU ♡

YACHI HITOKA ♡

TSUKISHIMA KEI ♡

ALISA HAIBA ♡

KUROO TETSURO ♡

KIYOKO SHIMIZU ♡

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exhausted-smiles · 1 year

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Incorrect Haikyuu x reader quotes part 5 :0

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thank you to everyone who stuck by and remained patient - i won’t get soppy rn but it does mean a lot.

this won’t be any specific character x reader (for example it won’t be specifically tsukishima x reader, or kuroo x reader) just general haikyuu x reader, sorry if you’re favourite character wasn’t included,

i also own none of these quotes i got them from vine and various comedians, message me if you want to know any specifics, some of them have been slightly added to by me but not by much

requests are open!

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ushijima: we’re so in synch we finish each others-

you: sentences!

ushijima: don’t interrupt me

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kenma: i really want to kiss you

you: what?

kenma: i said if you died i wouldn’t miss you

the entire of Nekoma: *facepalm*

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you: maybe the real treasure was how you helped the team along the way

ukai: no i want cash

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kiyoko: why aren’t the team winning?

you: maybe the refs are homophobic because we’re the managers

kiyoko: we aren’t together

you: we aren’t? then why did we spend the last year managing a volleyball team??

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someone: how could you do this? i’m so disappointed in you

kageyama: hey! you can’t talk to me like that, you’re not (y/n) or suga,, and they aren’t my parents

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kuroo: my hands are cold.

you: here, let me hold them.

kuroo: my lips are cold too.

you: *covers kuroo’s mouth with your hand*

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you: i’m not a fan that wondered off, I’m aoba johsai’s manager

tendou: oh yeah? name one thing about Volleyball

you: your captain keeps trying to steal my boyfriend

semi: that’s on you tendou, you set the bar too low

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oikawa: alright, give me your hairdryer

iwaizumi:

you: ,,what are you talking about?

oikawa: don’t you carry one in your purse?

iwaizumi: have you ever spoke to a human woman?

oikawa, to a passing fan: excuse me, do you carry a hairdresser in your purse?

fan: of course, i’m not an animal

you: *eye twitches*

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ushijima: this session is going to take another hour or two

you: yeah you think! I’m sorry i’m exhausted, semi says when i’m tired i get night sassy

ushijima: night sassy?

you: hearing problems much?

semi: *face palming and pulling y/n away*

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you: someone will die

bokuto: of fun!

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you, to the first years: alright listen up you little sh*ts

you:…not you yamaguchi, you’re an angel and we’re thrilled to have you here

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akaashi: so what do you think?

bokuto: right, i wasn’t entirely listening but i agree with y/n

akaashi:

akaashi: she isn’t even here

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#incorrect x reader quotes #sugawara koshi x reader #sugawara x reader #kiyoko x reader #kiyoko shimizu x reader #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi haijime x reader #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #ushijima x reader #semi x reader #oikawa x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kenma kozume x reader #kenma x reader

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taones · 10 months

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Haikyuu Relationships as Photos

But I try to make it diverse because I’m so sick of seeing only skinny, white girls in these trends <3

pairings - Iwaizumi, Tanaka, Kiyoko, Kuroo, Bokuto, Suna + Atsumu x reader

warnings - smoking, fem bodied!reader

Iwaizumi ^

Tanaka ^

Kiyoko ^

Kuroo ^

Bokuto ^

Suna ^

Atsumu ^

- - - - <3

reblogs and comments appreciated! If you’d like to see more characters or m!reader lmk mwah!

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nnnyxie · 3 months

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kiyoko as your personal trainer

requested by the lovely @wyrcan <3

⤷ i think she’d be very strict with your schedule.

⤷ she’d set standards for you to meet within certain time frames— she has a long-term goal set for you.

⤷ when it comes to exercise, she’ll start you off slow.

⤷ like when it comes to weight lifting, she’ll make you start a few pounds below what you could originally lift.

⤷ or with running, she’ll grow the range of your route biweekly.

⤷ she’ll make a detailed diet plan that depends on what muscle groups you’re focusing on or what your goal is (ie lose weight, gain muscle, get toned etc).

⤷ if you have a difficult time sticking to the diet plan in the beginning, she’s very understanding.

⤷ instead of getting upset, she’ll give you tips on how to stay on it!!

⤷ and if you begin to lose motivation, she’ll offer something new that won’t disrupt your schedule.

⤷ she’s very encouraging when you meet your goals, and definitely gives you some sort of praise!!

⤷ all in all, she’s an amazing trainer!!

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG AND THAT ITS SHORT!!

i know jack shit about personal trainers so i had to do some research :,)

#/ᐠ - ˕ -マ works — ♡︎#haikyuu x reader #kiyoko x reader #kiyoko shimizu x reader #hq x reader

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airbendertendou · 10 months

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loved you before! ♥︎ having a date with various girls! [including ; kiyoko & yachi, kuina, haruhi, sarah, and hinata tachibana. everyone is of age ; still, no smutty scenes here!]

song inspo ; loved you before by peach prc

THIS IS INTENTIONALLY SAPPHIC. IF YOU ONLY GO BY HE/HIM PRONOUNS DO NOT INTERACT.

if you have a blank blog [no bio, no user, no header or profile pic, nothing reblogged, etc] do not interact with my content. you will be blocked.

— shopping ♥︎ yachi & kiyoko —

"it just looks a little silly..." kiyoko trails off as yachi gives another twirl. the dress covering the blonde swallowed her whole — covered every inch of her figure in this gaudy yellow that clashed with her hair. kiyoko's smile grows crooked, "why don't i find something for you?"

"oh, me too!" you grin from the clothing rack you're in front of. you shake your head, putting the polka-dotted material back before facing the two of them. "let's make it fun! i'll pick something for you two ; yachi for me and 'ko ; and so on and so forth."

yachi bounces in place with a grin before she bolts back into the dressing room, throwing the awful dress over the door. she rushes out just as quick, a handful of clothes in her arms as she pants, "i'm going to make you two look so pretty!"

kiyoko eyes the yellow dress with disdain. "...if that's what you think."

the three of you disperse, collecting any item that catches your eyes. soon enough, you've got a pile weighing own your arms as you head back to the dressing rooms. kiyoko is already there, standing at the one in the middle. you place her chosen pieces down with a wink — she rolls her eyes fondly, but the pink coating her cheeks says she's flattered.

yachi comes strutting into the small hallway with a triumphant grin. backing into your own dressing room, you hum along to the song that's playing as you sort through the two piles.

wearing a stripped, rainbow sweater is yachi, the cropped hem ending just before the start of the denim skirt she's wearing. it looks so cute as she turns in the mirror that you can't help your grin.

"don't you just look darling!" you sneak up behind her, a flurry of kisses settling onto her flushed cheeks. a little giggle escapes her lips, only to get caught into a gasp. you look up, seeing kiyoko's reflection walking up behind you. your eyes widen, "well, hello gorgeous."

yachi lets out a strangled noise — "i love girls." it's said in a whisper, but you both catch it anyways.

the laugh kiyoko lets out makes her shine even brighter. a light blue tulle dress is lapping over her entirely, brushing the floor with every step she makes, silver stars shining with every sway of the skirt. she places a kiss on your cheek, then yachi's forhead before admiring your new outfit. "suits you well," kiyoko hums.

"next!" yachi bounces again as she races back into the dressing room. you hear her shout soon after, "oh, this color is so nice!"

frowning down at your new outfit, you know it's kiyoko's pick. there's a lilac scarf laying on top of a silky wrap top — both of which you're unsure what to do with. you lean to the left, "'ko, can you help me out with this?"

her answer isn't verbal, but it's immediate. kiyoko knocks softly on the door, squeezing herself in to prevent yachi from seeing your new fit. her eyes gleam when she sees you only in your undergarments. "seducing me now, [name]?"

another choked sound leaves yachi. you can hear her complaining outside, "i wanna be seduced! so unfair."

kiyoko wraps the scarf around your neck, tying it softly to the side. next, she helps you shove your arms through the wrap top, tying it as well. midnight blue eyes observe you tenderly, raspberry colored lips placing themselves on your own soon after. a single word is spoken against your lips. "perfect."

you leave the room, grin so wide your cheeks squish against your eyes. yachi's jaw drops as she sees you, a line of drool leaving her mouth as kiyoko slides up beside you.

"have i said it lately?" yachi whispers. she puts her hands into a prayer motion, eyes focused on the ceiling — the pose reminds you of old classmates. "i. love. girls."

"you've said that so many times!"

"at least five times since we've been at this store alone," you roll your eyes with a grin. swinging your arm around the blonde's shoulders you look at your reflections once more. "we are pretty hot, though."

"exactly!"

— picnic ♥︎ kuina —

fresh flowers sway in the wind as you lay the patterend blanket onto the grass. you squint into the distance, cursing yourself for forgetting a pair of sunglasses. kuina finally appears in your vision, head moving back and forth as she scours the field around her.

a bouquet of colorful wild flowers are shoved into your eyesight as you sit on the blanket. kuina smiles softly, "for you."

"how sweet." you grin back as she finally sits down. she lets out a sigh, leaning back on her hands as she soaks up the warmth of the sun. you take one of the flowers — a pretty, pink one — and tuck it behind her hair. "the sweetest girl."

kuina lets out a whine, allowing her arms to lose their strength as she collapses completely onto the blanket. "can't flirt with me already, [name] ; we jus' got here!"

your grin widens before you lean down to press a kiss to her cheek. "sorry, 'kari. you're just so pretty, i can't help it!"

she glares at you briefly — the scowl melts quickly into a smile as she sits up. "i got usagi to help out with the food. wanted to make you somethin' instead of buying it."

you crinkle your nose, "didn't let arisu help out, did she?"

pausing — she'd just opened the picnic basket — kuina straightens up. "um... i hope not. dig in!"

depite your slight hesitance, the food was actually good. the area slowly went from a bright yellow to a hazed, dusty pink. you watch the sunset with glee, cheeks stuffed with the food kuina had made you.

she was only staring at you.

the right side of your mouth quirks up as the frogs begin to sing. "not watching the sunset, hikari."

she tucks her legs to her chest, chin on her knees as she gazes at you. kuina tilts her head as her eyes study you still. "have a better view is all."

"now who's flirting, huh?"

— beach day ♥︎ haruhi —

the sun hat on your head isn't big enough to shelter your eyes from the sun's rays completely. from behind your sunglasses, you glare as people walk by your partner and stare.

crossing your arms over your chest, you stomp to the sand. haruhi looks up innocently — cluelessly, "hi, [name]. having fun?"

you glare again — they're unphased as they continue to search for seashells. their dad had mentioned liking shells recently — he'd hate them and the collected sand soon, but haruhi grabbed them regardless.

"if i get bit by a crab , it's all your fault, you know." you're still scowling ; still pouting as strangers gain interest of the beauty in front of you. "stupid strawberry swimsuit. stupid haruhi for being too cute."

haruhi blinks up at you again before standing, "don't be mean and grumpy."

"i will be!" you're acting childish, you know. but haruhi was your eye candy — anyone else's staring felt icky and wrong. "gonna tell your dad to ground you."

"then how will we go on dates?"

you swat your hand carelessly as haruhi moves spots. they crouch again, eyes peeled for the perfect shell. "i'm the acception ; he loves me."

haruhi pauses their search with a thoughtful gaze. "you were always his favorite of my friends."

"and now," your voice gets a little louder as you look around the beach, "we're more than friends! happily in love! together for years!"

standing again, haruhi hides their laugh behind their hand. composing themselves, they drop their hand until their fingers are laced with yours. they tug you close, placing a quick kiss to your cheek before releasing you completely. "you're cute, [name]."

you're back in the shade, hat lowered even more on your face as you sit there. you can hear haruhi talking mindlessly to other people, but are no longer phased. the brief kiss given to you was more than enough to deter your jealous thoughts.

— funk jungle ♥︎ sarah —

bernie is behind the dj booth as funk jungle booms to life. a drink is in your hand as you maneuver through the crowd. your head bops joyfully — smiles sent to familiar faces as you fight your way through.

only to stop dead in your tracks.

ice is sitting across from sarah — in your seat — talking to her with a look so tender. you frown at the sight, eyes narrowing before a slight nudge hits your shoulder. pho nods his head their way, "get your girl!"

he's gone within the next second, but your confidence has been boosted enough. you take a sip of your drink, stepping closer to the duo. ice glances at you, but his gaze focuses back on sarah soon enough. your eyes narrow again — he doesn't even see you as competition.

sarah flinches when a chin is placed on her shoulder, relaxing instantly when she smells your perfume. you sigh against her ear, placing your half-empty drink on the bar beside her, "'m bored, sarah. wanna get out of here?"

it's like he's invisible — like his knee isn't knocking against hers as sarah focuses on you completely. she isn't even looking your way and you have her wrapped around your finger. ice lets out a sigh as he looks away — bernie's laugh echoes into the microphone at the sight.

she barely turns her head as she speaks. "and go where?"

you groan, leaning more of your weight onto her back. "literally anywhere else. pho's busy dancing, and you're the only other person here i like."

sarah hums as she takes a sip of her drink, "i'm your favorite? i'm flattered, pretty."

nose pressed to her neck, you hope she can't feel how your cheeks heat up. a quiet, embarrassed whine escapes your throat as you admit how much you like her. "my number one — thought it was obvious."

her drink is gone within a blink as she tips it back, gulping it down. standing from the barstool, sarah holds her hand out to you. "let's find somethin' fun to do, hm?"

you eagerly comply, lacing your fingers with hers. leaning into her, you sandwich sarah's hand between both of yours as you get comfortable. "would love nothin' more!"

— study day ♥︎ hinata —

"bored. 'm so bored, hina."

the peach haired girl looks up from her book with a raised brow. she's heard you say that excat sentence too many times already — and you'd only been at her house for an hour. "[name], why don't you study like we said we would?"

"but," you roll onto your back, crumpling your own papers. hinata sighs, shuffling further across her bed so you had room. "why would i do that when i have a perfect, kissable girl right beside me?"

her cheeks flame up, bright pink hitting them as she shoves you gently. "stop that!"

you wiggle your eyebrows, rolling onto your stomach. "is my plan working? can we stop learning now?"

hinata sighs, her attention very obviously on your face and not her notes. "how about this — we'll doodle for a bit and then get back to work. deal?"

nodding enthusiastically, you sit up and watch as hinata grabs a sheet of paper. she folds it into four pieces longways before taking another piece and doing the same. "we'll swtich when we're done with a section. and no peeking, [name]!"

you mock her a little before grabbing a glittery pen and your folded paper. starting out, you draw a pointed oval shape, doodling until it becomes a stereotypical alien head. hinata waits, switching papers once you're done. you draw a torso next, creating pretty butterfly-like wings on their back.

keeping with your supernatural theme, you create lanky legs and a lizard tail next. your last doodle is of hooves — sparkly and ready to trample anyone. folding the papers out, you aren't sure what to think. hinata tilts her head at the mix of supernatural and realistic elements.

"well..." she purses her lips a little. "they're kinda cute."

you blink, speaking blankly, "these are what my dream creatures look like."

the peach haired girl beams your way, "what fun dreams! has your bordeom been conquered?"

shaking your head, you snuggle into her, leaning your weight onto her fully. "kinda jus' wanna kiss my pretty girlfriend. can i do that, hina?"

her face lights up pink once more. "study time! time to study! learning and stuff!"

——♥︎—— happy pride month ♥︎ no taglist for this one on the off-chance i make anyone uncomfy lmao airbendertendou © do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform. if you see my content under any other name than my own, let me know. i only have this tumblr and an ao3 account under the same name.

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box-of-roses · 3 months

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When I say the gays are getting spoiled this June, I mean spoiled. I already have ideas for Alisa, Kiyoko, and Yachi fics

Please tell me there’s an audience for these lovely ladies 😭

#alisa haiba x reader #kiyoko shimizu x reader #yachi hitoka x reader #hq x reader #haikyu x reader

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astyrial · 8 months

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knight in shining armor kiyoko shimizu x gn!reader (meet cute) synopsis: she helps you after a bike crash word count: 1k warnings: college au, minor injuries masterlist | requests are open

every morning, without fail, you see the same woman on your bike path. her long black hair, her etched-into-your-mind smile. the dozens of times you've biked by her apartment results in the dozens of times she's given you a short wave.

even her waves are graceful. the way her hand moves through the wind as she carries on with her activities. sometimes it'll be her watering the flowers outside her window, or her listening to a song loud enough that you can just barely hear it. and it makes her so irritatingly irresistible.

you find yourself looking towards where her apartment sits when you pass. and then your mind wonders what makes her so interesting to you. the answer of her perfect music taste, well polished flowers, and cat tower that sits right by the window, rings through your mind.

yet you know nothing about her. sure you know snippets of her life, but you can't possibly understand what her life is like. she lives near campus, meaning she's likely a college student. but what's her degree? what's her wants for after college? is she already seeing someone?

and honestly you never thought your answers would be answered, but make plans and watch fate happen...

"i'm literally biking to school right now, no, i'm serious! i'm like five minutes out," you try to explain to kuroo on the other end of the phone, his disbelief very visibly evident.

you groan as he continues to make jokes about how you're always running late. normally, you try to bike with attention to what's in front of you. but for some reason, mocking and laughing over the phone caught your attention, taking your eyes off of the sidewalk in front of you.

"kuroo, i will slap you if you keep distracting me! i told you, i'm so close to the school, i will be in class on time," with an instinctual shake of the head, your eyes barely catch something along your bike path.

just a few houses down, the mystery woman is walking towards the sidewalk, her headphones covering her ears. you give a small shout, attempting to slow your bike down as quickly as you can. the worst thing you think you can do right now is hit the woman who makes you so intrigued. probably break one of her bones or something and live embarrassed for the rest of your life.

kuroo quickly asks what's happening while you drive yourself towards the grass. however, the building that houses the prettiest lady you've ever seen, has a row of bricks. your front wheel runs straight into one of them, which sends you forward.

with a low groan, you hit against the grass, your foot caught on the handle. you stay laying there for a moment, hoping to forget everything that just happened and hope that you didn't sprain your ankle. "are you okay?" a voice, certainly not kuroo's, echos through your already pounding head.

"i will be," you squint your eyes open, her well known smile coming into focus.

"well, eventually, but you really took a fall there. where does it hurt?" she holds out her hands a little, her hair tucked behind her ears. quickly, you realize you must accept your fate of never talking to her again.

your eyes meet her's, the sun creating a halo effect behind her head. her head tilts a little, waiting for you to finally answer her question. "uh my pride?" it was cheesy, you knew it as soon as it felt your mouth. but the small shake of her head and roll of her eyes made it absolutely worth it.

"really, though, my head does. my ankle feels awful, my side will probably bruise if i'm being honest," a small, completely forced smile rests on your face.

"can you move your foot? and then tell me your name and the year?" she raises her eyebrows, her eyes darting towards your foot as you move it a little. a sigh of relief helps relax the situation a little.

as she helps you lower your (luckily not broken foot) onto the grass you recite what she asked for, "l/n y/n, 2023. do you need my phone number too, or is that too much?"

maybe it's the delirium talking, because even mentally, you were wondering why you're acting so forward. so ridiculously forward. she laughs it off, her hands moving around your ankle some to ensure that nothing is seriously damaged, "how about, for now, you can call me shimizu. maybe even someday kiyoko."

"someday? so this conversation will surpass your wonderful doctor skills?" you sit up, your side still hurting a little from the impact.

shimizu hangs her head, biting her lip with a somewhat annoyed expression, "possibly.. if you cooperate with me here. luckily, it feels like you're ankle will be fine. might want to check a doctor out though. and take some ibuprofen, you could have a concussion."

"my knight is shining armor, thank you. i'm very late for class right now, but this isn't too bad of a substitute," the bright morning sky creates the perfect background as you give shimizu a much wider smile.

she purses her lips, her fingers wrapping around yours as she attempts to help you up. her hands on warm, not clammy warm, but a gentle warm that battles the spring wind. "let's say i'm more of a maiden who's working on a degree in physical therapy," shimizu's fingers linger with yours as you use your free hand to grab the bike's handle.

you shrug, "i still like knight in shining armor.. but i should really get going. it was nice to officially meet you, shimizu," with a small, make pretend bow, side hurting and all, you get onto your bike.

"it was nice to meet you too," she gives you a short wave, watching as you make your way to the school.

you look back for a second, noticing her arms crossed in front of her chest, a smile on her face. and her unforgettable smile is what almost makes you forget that the experience ever occurred. that you never completely embarrassed yourself by crashing to the yard.

"what just happened?" kuroo's voice echoes through the phone, "and since when did you just flirt with people? can't believe i've missed this side of you." shit.

#kiyoko shimizu #shimizu kiyoko #kiyoko shimizu x reader #x gn!reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fanfic #haikyuu #kiyoko x reader #kiyoko shimizu x gn!reader

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tonberry-yoda · 2 years

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Heyo! Can i request a Fem!traveler!reader x kiyoko?

oh my goodness hello! sorry this took so long! i really enjoyed writing this and absolutely loved this request, i absolutely love writing for haikyuu characters, so thank you!!! i hope you enjoy @idkwhattonamethis7401! <3

Kiyoko with a f!reader who loves to travel

Pairing - Kiyoko x f!reader

Warnings - none!

Word Count - 326

Notes - thank you so much again for the request! it was a lot of fun, and definitely something new for me to write, so thanks again!!! i hope you have an amazing day and stay hydrated!!! <3333

Kiyoko smiled softly at you as you went on and on about your spring break. She loved hearing you talk. The way you would explain everything to her as if she was there. She wished she was. She always wanted to travel with you. See you in your element. The girl was head over heels for you.

“But Kiyoko, babe, you should’ve seen the size of those pastries! It was crazy! I should’ve brought one home or someth-” You were interrupted by Kiyoko moving your hair out of your eyes, a soft smile still on her lips.

You obviously felt yourself blush. I mean, how could you not? You were with the most beautiful girl in the whole school.

You fumbled over some words that you were struggling to get out of your mouth and Kiyoko giggled, leaning forward, her lips only inches away from yours. “Babe,” her voice was soft as always. “You’re the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my entire life.”

You couldn't help but melt as she pressed her lips to yours, a small smile on her lips. You pulled her closer and remembered something, quickly pulling away.

“Sorry to pull away, I just remembered something!” You grabbed your backpack and threw paper after paper out of your bag, Kiyoko just giggling at your every move. You were complete opposites in energy, but that’s what she loved about the two of you.

“This!” You shoved a piece of paper in Kiyoko’s face and she adjusted her glasses, taking it from you.

She immediately teared up seeing a plane ticket in her hand. “B-Babe-”

“I got us tickets to go to France! I know you’ve always wanted to go and uh…” you fiddled with your thumbs and looked into your girlfriend's eyes. “I just didn't want to go without you.”

Kiyoko threw you into her arms and pressed kisses all over your face.

You were the best girlfriend she could ask for.

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kentars · 3 days

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are we ready for this?

ARE WE READY FOR THIS?

#kenma's.playground♡♡✿♡♡#i dont like how it looks so #probably change it #kozume kenma #haikyuu #kenma x reader #kenma angst #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x reader #lev haiba #lev haiba x reader #hinata shouyou #hinata shoyo x reader #kiyoko shimizu #kiyoko shimizu x reader

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eggyrocks · 19 days

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heat: s. kiyoko

word count: 2.3k

description: kiyoko x f!reader; requested by @wyrcan “could you maybe write a little kiyoko fic?? 🥺🤭 she could be the reader’s neighbor and they like get stuck in the apartment building’s elevator or something” a genius request you are a legend for this one

an: LET’S GO LESBIANS!! i normally don’t write in second person bc i don’t like telling people what to do but i thought i’d give it a try <3

warnings: they're trapped in an elevator, wine drinking, swearing, NOT PROOFREAD i can't read or spell :/

requests are currently open!

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The first time you saw her, it was early summer. A hot, humid day with sticky wet air and an unrelenting sun. It was a fresh heat after a cold spell, and you were dragging your feet along the carpeted floor of your apartment building. The thin material of your tank top and gym shorts were already overwhelming, and you were eyeing the plastic bag in your hand, half convinced the ice cream had already started melting into a sweet, thick puddle.

The air conditioning in your apartment building had busted, leaving your apartment somehow even more insufferable than it was outside. You had lingered in the aisle of the convenience store long enough for the storekeeper to get annoyed, and it was time for you to face the reality of your hot, sweaty day.

You were fumbling with the key, plastic bag dangling from your wrist and headphones around your neck, when you heard it. Footsteps that were entirely too loud and enthusiastic for the sluggish sort of day it was. You looked over your shoulder to catch sight of the source with an annoyed pout to see the commotion. Two men, one tall and bald, the other short with hair that maybe added a couple centimeters, each carrying a few haphazardly stacked boxes.

They’re moving in today? you had thought, thinking of how unbearable it must’ve been, and noting the way sweat stains seeped through each of their shirts.

You tried to reserve judgement as you leaned lazily against your front door, halfheartedly twisting your key around in the lock, watching them as they rushed down the hallway, laughing as they did so. They were loud, and you knew exactly which apartment they’d be heading for: the only one that was open, the one right across from yours.

And then, as you were pushing the door open with your hip, she turned the corner, floating down the hallway like a salty ocean breeze. And the second you saw her, dark hair cut short and eyes sparkling, carrying one, singular box labeled plants: delicate, your mouth went dry, and you forgot the heat.

She was only a step behind the others, and she was the one with a key in her hand. As she approached the door, you were vaguely aware of how odd you must’ve looked, frozen halfway through your front door, staring at the dark-haired woman with heart-shaped eyes, but it didn’t snap you out of your trance.

Whoever she was, she didn’t notice you until she had her own apartment door pushed open, and she turned slightly, catching your eye. She seemed surprised, for a second, to notice your staring. And you were amazed that, somehow, your face got hotter. Was she blushing too, or were you imagining it? You were pretty sure the people she was with were saying something to her, but you didn’t hear it. You were locked in, staring at the most beautiful girl you’d ever seen in your life.

And when she gave you a small smile and shifted the weight in her hands to give you a small, polite wave, you were hooked. That was it.

They piled into her apartment, leaving you standing there, stunned, ice cream getting softer. And when the door closed behind them, you were pretty sure you heard from the other side, “Kiyoko, I think that girl was into you!”

The heat returned to your mind, then, and you rushed into your apartment, letting the door slam shut behind you.

Summer persisted, the heat only rising and your air conditioner becoming more and more unreliable. Your methods for staying cool included cold showers, ice packs wrapped in your bedsheets, and avoiding the Kiyoko that had moved into the apartment across from yours, who never failed to make your face run hot.

There were a few times you had run into her, inevitably. Sometimes you’d open your doors at the same time, rushing to get to work. Sometimes you’d get in the elevator at the same time, and you would ask which floor she needed to get off at, pretending not to know already. You always avoided eye contact, and she seemed equally reserved.

And each time, the little crush you had developed got worse.

It made you feel so silly. You weren’t used to these little crushes that made you feel this debilitating combination of nerves and giddiness; excited when she spoke to you and nervous when you had to speak back. At this point in your life, you figured you were resigned to a life of sloppily flirting with girls in dark clubs or endlessly scrolling through dating apps. A love life devoid of romance.

But your neighbor made your blood pump hot and loud without ever even really speaking to you, and you excited at the notion of being proven wrong.

It was late in the summer now, heat stale and constant. Sweat made hair stick to the back of your neck as you climbed into the elevator in your apartment building, and all you could focus on was the cold shower that you were so close to. You had a lovely night planned for yourself, consisting of dramas and the new, unopened bottle of wine you had in your bag. You didn’t even really pay attention to the person who was rushing to catch the elevator, you just held the door open for them without a second thought.

You realized it was her when you caught a whiff of her perfume as she walked passed you: orchid, vanilla, coconut. She would spray it on right before she walked out of her door in the morning, and you would always catch it, enjoying how fresh and clean the scent was. You swallowed, stepping back into the corner as she entered, allowing her space. Your eyes were on the floor as you asked, “What floor?”

“Five, please,” she said, voice soft like it always is.

The door closed, and the elevator jerked upwards. It was an old one, one that probably did not run as smoothly as it once did. Your fingers tapped against the side of your bare thigh, right under the hem of your shorts.

As subtly as you could, you spared a glance in her direction, noting how her short hair was clipped back the best it could be, with short strands falling loose and sticking to the layer of sweat that coated her neck. You swallowed and looked away again.

The elevator rose slowly and shakily. It felt smaller, like it was shrinking the longer the two of you were in there alone.

“You know,” she said suddenly, and your head shot up at the sound of her voice-she usually never said more than one thing to you at once, “you always ask me what floor I need to get off on, but we live right across from each other.”

A nervous smile spreads across your face and you let out a wavering chuckle. “Heh, yeah. I think I just didn’t want you to think I was like, keeping track of where you lived, or anything.”

She laughs now, clear yet quiet. “I was starting to think I wasn’t memorable.”

You didn’t know how to tell her that it was the opposite. That you remember everything about her and tried very hard to make it seem like you did not. You opened your mouth, hoping something witty would come out but doubting your luck.

But then, the elevator shook. It shook in a way that threw you forward, stumbling over your feet until you knocked into your neighbor. Your hands went around her arms instinctively, just as hers went over your shoulders, each trying to keep you steady on your feet.

If your face was hot before, it was scorching now. You stayed there for just a moment, your wide eyes stuck on hers, before you forced yourself to take a firm step back.

And you were so focused on how her hands felt on the skin of your shoulders that you almost didn’t notice that the elevator had stopped moving entirely.

“Oh fuck,” you let out as the realization dawned on you. “Fuck, I always knew this thing would break down, I just hoped it wouldn’t be with me in it.”

“I wouldn’t worry too much,” Kiyoko said from her corner of the elevator, now with a slight tinge of red in her cheeks. “We’ll just hit the emergency button, and I’m sure someone will be here soon. I’ve heard it usually takes like thirty minutes for help to arrive when someone’s stuck in one of these.”

One hour later, Kiyoko sat on the floor of the elevator, holding your brand new and now half-empty bottle of wine by the neck, taking one big gulp. The wine stained her lips and teeth red. You were sure that yours match.

It had only taken about twenty minutes for you to offer up the wine bottle. The heat and the stress was starting to get to you and you needed something as a distraction, other than the way Kiyoko had abandoned her outer layer in favor of a thin camisole. And it hit the both of you quickly, leaving you giggling and discussing nothing and everything. Tales of work and opinions on television stars and favorite albums.

Kiyoko seemed reserved at first, you had thought. But the more you spoke, and the more she eased into it, the surer she became, and the more she threw in her own comments and opinions. It was nice to listen to her.

She pulled the bottle from her lips and she handed it back to you. You took a hefty gulp of your own. It was making you feel pleasant and floaty. “Did you have any important plans for the night that got ruined?” Kiyoko asked, watching as a trickle of wine escaped from the corner of your mouth and trailed down your neck.

You gasped for air as you dropped the bottle once more, and you used the back of your hand to wipe your mouth of wine and spit. “Nope. Was just going to rewatch dramas all night until I fell asleep. Arguably, this is a better way to spend my time.”

Kiyoko laughed. “Same here. I haven’t been very social lately. It feels like this is the universe intervening in my introverted tendencies.”

You were being greedy when you took your second swig in a row, but you needed a bit more liquid courage to ask your next question. “What about the dudes that helped you move in? One of them your boyfriend or something?”

“No,” she said with a bit of an incredulous laugh, “I don’t do ‘boyfriends.’”

“Oh?” you questioned with a raised eyebrow, sliding the bottle of wine back in her direction.

She accepted it readily. “Yeah. I hope this doesn’t sound too cocky, but a lot of boys liked me in high school.”

“That doesn’t sound cocky at all,” you added, “it sounds like my worst nightmare.”

She smirked at you. “Exactly. I hated all of the attention from them. I was the manager for the boys’ volleyball club, so I was surrounded by them all the time. A lot of girls seemed to be jealous of the attention and I couldn’t imagine why. I would’ve much rather’ve been spending time with them.”

There was this way she looked at you, drunken eyes half-closed and pupils dilated that made goosebumps rise over your skin. And you felt like there was something she was trying to tell you. Or maybe it was just something that you desperately want to hear.

She lifted the wine bottle back to you, and instead of reaching forward to grab it, you scooted closer to her. When you grabbed the bottle, your fingers brushed against hers. And when you brought the bottle to your lips once more, you were hyperaware of the fact that it was her lips that were wrapped around that same glass just a second ago. “Did you get to? Spend any time with them, I mean.”

“Nope,” Kiyoko replied, leaning forward, resting her elbows on her knees. “I guess the universe just had it out for me.”

You shrugged and felt bold. “Well, maybe the universe is trying to make it up to you now.”

Her blue eyes were wide and shinning. And when you looked into them it cooled you down, it made you feel like cool, ocean water was washing over you. And the world felt so small, then. It was just you and here, trapped in the hot, small elevator with nothing but a bottle of wine, stained lips, and the space between you. And it felt like the world was getting smaller and smaller.

That was when they finally pried the doors open.

The walk back to your respective apartments was quiet and sobering. Like all of the heat in that elevator was released and dissipated the second they freed you. Kiyoko kept her distance, but walked by your side, matching your stride, until the two of you were forced to part at the arrival of your doors.

With one hand, you fumbled with your key as you usually did, and the other limply held the almost-empty bottle of wine. You were thinking that maybe your cold shower would have to be a little longer and a little colder than usual to get your head screwed back on properly.

“Hey,” you heard the soft voice of Kiyoko, and you turned to face her. She leaned her back up against her door and smiled at you. “That was surprisingly fun.”

You grinned like an over-excited dog. “Maybe we should try getting stuck again.”

“Or we could just have the wine at my place, next time,” she proposed, her hands knotting together behind her back.

“Whenever you want,” you told her, trying not to sound too enthusiastic.

You stood still in place, watching as she blushed and turned away, pushing open her own door. And when the door closed behind her, you couldn’t help but stand and stare after her, feeling a heat that was different from the humidity that stuck to your skin.

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