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plooto · 5 months
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Imagine being kyotani's gf but also oikawa's sister? omg I love
gods y’dont know how excited i am !!! ooooo
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-> i feel like it would be so subtle to everyone that you’re dating
-> it would probably be kyo who opt for a quiet relationship .
you felt a tap on your uniform skirt . you turned your head to look up at your new boyfriend.
“ don’ be so nervous. if it makes you feel better we can keep quiet about it. ” he sees the gears turning in your head ,
“ i don’ wanna hear his bickering neither. ” finding a way to say it’s not him, but he does it for you , placing his arm on your head and waits until you smile to remove it.
-> you go on little picnic dates when touru and iwaizumi “hang out”
-> haijime definitely know you two are dating and forces your older brother to come to his house to tutor him on something from last year oikawa doesn’t notice.
“ yn, i’m going to iwai’s house fro tutoring again, don’t stay up too late okay? ” you nod, waving to iwaizumi as he gives you a knowing grin.
minutes later, when iwai has texted you that you can go now, you call kyo who is already on his way with his motorcycle.
“ yeah? okay i’m around the corner, i’ve got your helmet so just wear something warm okay? ”
-> kyo is definitely a ‘ bad influence ’.
-> sneaking out at odd hours of the night just to speed walk down the block to hop on his motorcycle.
“ kyo, you’re going to get me caught, touru wakes up in thirty minutess! ” he pats your thigh as your arms circle around his torso tighter,
“ relax baby doll, i’ll get you home on time. ”
-> and this is also how touru find out.
-> he woke up in the middle of the night with a crazy headache and went into your room to make you get him some medicine from downstairs when he doesn’t see you in your room.
-> touru reluctantly goes downstairs to get his ow medicine waiting for you to return, sitting in your bean bag in the corner of your room.
-> all he hears is a motorcycle - the same loud engine he has been hearing for weeks - and muffled voices.
-> he attempts to interrogate you but he wasn’t able to see the guy on the bike, and you weren’t peeping.
“ who was he hm? is he a gang member? a felon?! ” touru gasped, dramatic tears flowing at the thought of someone so bad corrupting his little sister.
“ touru you’re being dramatic. ” you say and whisk him off to bed, texting your boyfriend a quick message to tell him what happened.
-> it wasn’t until oikawa was graduating that you finally told him, showing up hand in hand with kyotani at his graduation.
“ yn- what- ” you laughed at his stuttering,
“ touru, i’d like you to meet my boyfriend. ” you grin, iwaizumi coming behind him to give him a nice smack to the head. kyotani gives your brother a cocky smirk, outstretching his hand,
“ nice to meet you. ”
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kozubaby · 2 years
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Kyotani Kentarou who responds with enthusiasm when you tell him you want to take a self-defense class. 
Who’s expression then softens considerably because he knows *exactly* why you want to. Why you *need* to do it to feel safer. 
Kyotani Kentarou who shows up at your house a few weeks later asking if you’re ready for the class you didn’t even know you were scheduled to take. Who tells you your gym clothes are cute and fills an extra huge bottle of water just in case you drink all of yours and need more.
Kyotani Kentarou who talks animatedly about the class the whole drive over and preemptively threatens anyone who even *thinks* of toppling you. Who grins and bears those sharp fangs when you arrive at a familiar gym and see Tanaka Ryuunosuke at the front of the class. “I didn’t trust anybody else to teach you. I tried a bunch of classes and his is by far the best.” “Wait..you’ve been taking self-defense classes alone?” You’re confused and curious because you can see the faintest wash of pink on his cheeks and ears. “Yeah I mean..I wanted to take a full class to make sure I would be the perfect sparring partner for you.” Kyotani Kentarou who never stops showing just how much he would do for you. Just what lengths he would go for you. To feel safe and loved with him. To feel comfortable and vulnerable with him. Kyotani Kentarou who leans against your kitchen counter with a bag of frozen corn over dark bruising painted around his left eye, proud to wear it because you went all out just like he told you to. Allowed you to so that you could see your own power. So that you could see what you’re capable of. “Next week I wanna see bruises on these ribs.” He lifts his shirt, flashing those fangs again. “Make me proud again.”
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natashawritesstuff · 2 years
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based on "the exit" by conan gray <3
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Three words. That was all it took to end your five-year relationship with Kyotani. 
“You're really mean,” you whisper, you have tears streaming down your face and you look at him with broken eyes and it’s clear; it’s his fault. 
“If I’m so mean, then why are you with me?” he asks, already knowing the answer.
“Wha-”
“Cause I don’t think you should be.”
“What are you saying-”
“I don’t think we should- we shouldn’t…we have to break up.
You spend the next few weeks helping him pack his things, deciding who keeps what, trying to fix things, making them worse, making up, before drifting even further apart. Eventually realizing: it’s a lost cause. 
When he leaves he pulls you in for a hug, way too tight for comfort but you squeeze him just as hard back as if you let go he’ll disappear- because he will. He lets go and plants a long kiss on your forehead before he gives you a wobbly smile. 
“I love you,” he tells you and you shake your head. 
“Don’t leave me,” you quietly plead.
“This hurts me just as-”
“So. Don’t. Leave. Me.”
Looking at the pain in your eyes breaks his heart all over again and it takes everything in him to not go. He leaves anyway. 
You keep in contact, severing ties completely was too much for the both of you. At the very least you needed each other in your lives in any capacity possible. It’s fucked but it somehow brought you comfort knowing he was in just as much pain as you were. Not that you wanted him to hurt, but knowing that he was made it seem like the relationship was at least worth something. 
For you, it was worth an open wound. No matter how many talks the two of you have or how much you reflect on the situation you can never get closure, or get it to close. And you thought the same for him. 
That’s until his new post finds its way to your feed, him and his new girlfriend. It’s not like you didn’t want him to be happy, but since you were nineteen you never pictured that for him without you; or with someone else. 
You have an open wound, and she stitched him up. You’re left mourning the loss of your first love, alone. Three words. 
“She said yes.”
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he released superache 2 hours ago and I don't know how to act
part two
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fuffly posts (to feel better)
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forusomimiya · 6 months
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If you could choose your favorite festivity, without a shadow of a doubt, it would be Halloween.
Nothing better than enjoying the most funny night of the year with an intimate and cozy plan with your boyfriend. Something like "pizzas and Netflix", but leaving the movie half done when you both found a more exciting plan to spend the night on.
There was no doubt that fucking him dressed as Ghostface would definitely be one of the seven unwritten wonders. That strange and greedy fantasy of imagine yourself being fucked by a stranger awakened something in you, especially when he started to touch you, hiding his hands under your costume, moving them to your boobs to squeeze them mercilessly, enjoying every bounce as he rammed your ass over and over again, watching the sight in the mirror next to you and thanking god every time you moaned his name as he struggled not to fill you up yet.
His fucking stifled gasps under the mask still churned your guts, as did the view of his weary, sweaty look after taking it off minutes later, revealing the smudged black line of makeup on his lower eye line. Fuck… He was right when he said that night was going to be crazy.
And it didn't end there, when you swore you were in heaven the moment he pushed you face up on the bed to fuck you raw from the top, with your legs resting on his shoulders, pressing lightly on your throat and then reminding you in your ear what you've been wanting to hear for a long time.
“You belong to me, I don’t share. You’re only mine”
You couldn't help but smile as you watched him reveal that sadistic side that turned you on, moaning in response to his warning as you made a mess of his cock while barely able to breathe. It´s hard to explain but, you were so fucking insane.
“Face down on the bed, now. Let me see how you use that gorgeous ass, bunny”
RINTARO SUNA, ISSEI MATSUKAWA, KENTARO KYOTANI, AZUMANE ASAHI, WAKATOSHI USHIJIMA
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classyinnie · 10 months
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He hates you.
He hates the way you wear your emotions on your sleeves. It’s excruciatingly endearing to find your gentleness in a world that does nothing but provide you with worries. He hates how, despite your doubts and trepidations, you still look at it with such wonder one couldn’t even fathom or place.
He'd always wondered how such a pure soul—beaten and calloused—can look at the endless possibilities before them and believe they’re worth it.
He considered he might be a coward then, for don’t we all have fears that stop us from stepping beyond the line that confines our capabilities?
He hates your gentleness. How you look at people like they hold the world in their hands. How you listen intently to everything they have to say. How you would offer a hand even if your arms are already full.
He hates the way you wear kindness. How it’s perfectly knitted to your skin, it’s almost second nature. He hates how you would go out of your way to put others before yourself.
"Selfless", he would call you.
"Pushover", he would label you.
But insults were a mere façade to the raging questions in his head as to how. How do you have so much to give?
But most of all, he hates himself for not hating you. Not even a fraction.
You are like a printed polaroid; he wants to vigorously shake to reveal the entire picture.
A pipe dream, that’s what you are. But that doesn't erase the fact that he once stooped so low to even—in his unabashed desperation—consider asking himself if he is worthy enough to experience what it's like to be cared for by you.
—Tsukishima, Iwaizumi, KYOTANI, Osamu, KAGEYAMA, Kenma, Sakusa, Suna
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Iwaizumi is the kind of guy to let little kids win arm wrestling matches so they feel strong. For example Takeru Oikawa has 'beat' Iwaizumi and brags about it to Oikawa saying it was easy and that he should've tried harder. Iwaizumi always plays along saying he will beat him next time
Tendou walks around the house singing songs from your shared playlist and stops waiting for you to finish the lyrics to the song. LOVES when you play along.
Kuroo has a cat headband. Like the kind that pushes your hair back. No one else knows but he thinks he looks cute.
Kyotani is an amazing singer. Once after practice he was humming to himself which turned into singing. When he got out the team was standing there shocked. Mattsun still has the video.
Kageyama does anything Suga tells him too. Like once he was hungry and Suga told him he could leave if he got everyone food as a joke but Kags came back arms full of food.
Nishinoya sounds like beast boy imo, had to put that out there
Akaashi is super outgoing with bokuto when they are alone. When they are studying he gets bored and stands up doing a dramatic performance for Bokuto and gets him to join. Bokuto doesn't understand how he goes from 0 to 100 real quick and finds it funny. no one believes him if he tries to tell anyone.
iwaizumi promised Oikawa when they were little to hit everyone who hurt him, which is why he hits him so much because Oikawa is the meanest to himself
Bokuto is banned from having regular coffee. To keep him entertained Kuroo will give him decaf coffee but mostly drown it in milk. Bokuto really loves it because it's basically milk.
Tanaka lost a bet to Noya and had to wear a hot pink basically glowing to a practice match with Seijoh. Oikawa made fun of him so hard and Iwaizumi punched him but smiled.
Hinata believes in ghost and Tanaka and Noya give him hell for it.
Tsukishima has stretch marks from growing super fast
Yamaguchi's freckles are actually acne scars
Bokuto gives great hugs
Kita is a close second
The captains have meetings and they are absolutely FERAL. Like heres how I imagine it would go down
Daichi: SHUT UP MY MOM IS CALLING.
Kuroo: *moans as loud as possible while clapping his hands*
Bokuto: DAICHI!! PASS THE WEED
Oikawa: *crying in the corner because Ushijima made a comment of him being built like a doorframe*
Ushijima: Hi Mrs. Sawamura
Seijoh has a group chat dedicated to ugly pictures of Oikawa
Nishinoya used to bite people
Kuroo sings opera in the shower
Tsukishima dresses as a dinosaur every year but its a full body costume so no one knows but yamaguchi
suga learned french so he could shit talk people behind their backs
Kageyama knows he looks like a blueberry so he eats them when he is sad
Kyotani is ambidextrous. Don't ask why. He just is.
When you ask Bokuto his favorite color he says the color of your eyes
Tanaka wears your perfume
Bokuto loves hide and seek
Tanaka is a shoe guy 💀
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airbendertendou · 3 months
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RIBBONED LACES! ♡
synopsis : ballet had been a far along dream you’d never indulge in, never have the time to perfect. he brings that dream a little closer to you, day by day.
cw : reader wears heels , character unnamed , gender neutral reader
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intertwined hands swing as you walk, eyes dancing from each store window you pass. he squeezes your fingers once, just to let you know he’s still there — to let you know he loves you. you oooh at a pearl necklace, eyes twinkling as much as the jewels do. he smiles, but turns his face to hide it from you.
a bit later, a hot beverage is in your hand as you sip on it contently. he’d finished his already — always too quick to enjoy the smaller things in life — his hand still being warmed by your own.
he pauses in front of a bench, “sit down for a second.”
you stop blowing on your drink, quirking up your eyebrows, “why?”
“just do it,” he rolls his eyes. he disconnects your hands to nudge you onto the bench. when you look up at him, he softens. “i got you something, is all.”
“a surprise?” you’re intrigued ; interest piqued ; but still suspicious. your eyes narrow. “…why?”
he doesn’t answer, simply laying his hand over your eyes. he mumbles, “keep them closed.”
you do as he says, sipping on your drink as you feel your right foot being lifted. the cold air brushes against your socked feet as you wiggle your toes in discomfort. a new shoe is placed on — tight and fresh out of the box. you frown why did he get me shoes i don’t need?
“i know the show last week was nice,” he begins to speak. you can feel his breath brush against your knees as he laces the left shoe. “but, you wanted something more. something personal ; closer.”
he lets out a huff, adjusting the shoes only he could see. he taps your knees lightly, signaling you could open your eyes. “this was the next best thing.”
they’re ballet slippers, that’s your first thought. pointe shoes you’d never trained in ; would never have the chance to dance in. they’re laced up your calf, tied into a perfect bow. when you turn your foot, you realize they’re heels — shoes you’d been wearing all your life.
your lower lip wobbles as tears cloud your eyes. you can barely look at him, “[character name]…”
his cheeks are flushed, the tip of his ears turning rosy as he keeps his gaze away from your own. “don’t make it a big deal, or anything.”
you leap up at once — only after steadying your cooling drink �� wrapping your arms around his neck clumsily. you sniffle into his ear, “you didn’t have to do this.”
he stays kneeled down, arms slowly and softly wrapping around your waist. “i wanted to.”
chifuyu, kisaki, inupi, tsukishima, kageyama, kyotani, kuroo, sakusa, kyoya, hikaru, lucifer, satan, simeon
——♡——
idk where this came from but those miu miu shoes stay on my mind so <3 this was written w felix graham de vanily in mind but have no idea what account to post miraculous stuff on so !!
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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llightshower · 11 months
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hq boys fav part ab their thick s/o
warnings: pretty suggestive, groping is mentioned a bit, stretch marks, afab!reader.
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his head is always in your thighs. laying down? between your thighs. sitting on the couch? between your thighs. n while y’all are sitting together, his hands are on your thighs. squeezing em, needing on em. he alsoo loves your ass, constantly groping your when you hug… gives him comfort.
matsukawa, iwaizumi, daichi, tanaka
his hands are always tracing your stretch marks on your stomach, or on your side. he’ll grab it sometimes too ‘n kiss you alll over your stomach. you get all flustered too, sometimes a bit embarrassed but he truly loves all your curves and rolls.
oikawa, sugawara, kageyama, yamaguchi
tits, your tits. he’s groping your tits at home, always. he loves to leave kisses down your neck, to your collarbone, to your breasts, leaving hickeys all over you. when you wear skin de tight shirts that bring out your boobs he’s just all over you.
kuroo, akaashi, tendo, koganegawa.
seeing you in shorts is like a reward for this guy, especially booty shorts. the way your ass slightly peaks out n he can see your panties! he will also make any excuse to grope your ass, like hugging you. his hands slowly make his way down to your ass n he’ll squeeze it.
terushima, bokuto, kyotani, noya, makki (someone (@seijhoeist) reblogged this and said makki should be here and i see it, so this is for you.)
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chaoticevilorange · 2 years
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First of all, i do love your blog and may I request haikyuu boys when someone is trying to flirting with their s/o
Haikyuu x reader
Unwelcome advances
Soon as he saw someone striking a conversation with you his interest spiked, but soon as he saw this person making advances he....
Would be the kind of boyfriend who calmly walks towards you both and introduces himself as your "long time loving boyfriend" when he had already made clear he was YOUR boyfriend he would start to talking to your new unwanted friend
Matsukawa, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Yamaguchi, Hinata, Atsumu, Koganegawa, Terushima
He would get closer to you like a sneaky snake, wrap his arms around your middle and pull you close towards his chest kissing your cheek "hey, how is my favourite person in the world doing?" He would be sickenly sweet the whole time, the guy didn't had a chance
Oikawa, Hanamaki, Sugawara, Semi, Yaku, Kuroo, Satori, Bokuto, Futakuchi
Sometimes he feels like he doesn't deserve you, you're so welcoming, friendly and nice, but he can't help but feel a little jealous when he sees someone flirting with the person he loves, he gets a little possessive, will definitely take your hand and walk away with you without a word
Iwaizumi, Tsukishima, Ushijima, Kenma, Akaashi
He knows you can handle yourself pretty well, however he WILL step on this person line of vision glaring from afar, he trusts you not the person who's flirting... If your bf thinks is enough he will walk towards you, make an excuse and drive you home to cuddle with you, he needs it
Kyotani, Kageyama, Asahi, Lev, Suna, Osamu, Aone
This guy is a wildcard, will depend on your body language, if you look uncomfortable, look on his way with pleading eyes asking for a silent rescue, or even if you wave at him, his by your side on a blink, but if you don't show any sign of discomfort he will mind his own business, he trust you
Daichi, Goshiki, Yamamoto, Aran, Kita, Sakusa
Thanks for reading 🐨✨💖
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anisespice · 1 year
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“ am i thicc? ” || hq!
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synopsis: asking him if you’re double-cheeked up.   pairing: seijoh x gn!reader   warnings: mature language, suggestive, crack 
inspo.
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plooto · 8 months
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꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ soft . ft. kentarou kyotani
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synopsis . all things taken into account, his brashness that seemed to disappear around you, the underlying fury behind his eyes gone with you behind them. he was yours, and you being his put him at ease in more ways than one.
warnings . hinting , soft girl ! yn , slight ooc ! kyotani , pet names .
words . 2.7k
notes . rewrite from my previous blog
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volleyball games: a sport that would linger in your mind as one of the best moments. a core memory. your parents ushered you to the game, encouraging you out the house instead of playing animal crossing all day. you watched the aoba josai game in relatively silent, cheering proudly when your team scored or successful stopped the ball. it was after one hit you saw him—bleached hair, strong arms, and looks that could kill. he looked around, your heart seemed to stop and you ducked, pretending to tie your shoe to avoid his gaze. he only seen you out of the corner of his eye and he’s glad he did.
after the game, you made a choice. a bold one. you went to to the blonde donning the number sixteen and complimented him, leaving immediately after. unaware of the exchange that took place, his teammates pushed him around, disapproving of his newfound silence.
unbeknownst to you, his thoughts consisted of you and you only. your next meeting would be on his account. barely catching you, he asked for your permission to accompany you on your walk home. with a shy smile, you agreed. and walk you home he did, and the same the day after that, and the one after that one.
his way of courting you was trailered just for you, from the way he talked to you, down to the way he walked around you. his guard was down, you broke his wall, vulnerable to every sweet thing you did.
him making the first move was combated by you being the one to ask him out. sneaking a pastel pink sticky note into his locker, you prayed you got the right locker. he found you at the end of the day, grumbling about how he couldn’t find you sooner. wonder why.
you settled into your relationship with the spiker slowly. all things taken into account, his brashness that seemed to disappear around you, the underlying fury behind his eyes gone with you behind them. he was yours, and you being his put him at ease in more ways than one. he took you on low maintenance dates, ones you didn’t directly express that you enjoyed the idea of. coffee dates and walks that seemed to go nowhere. he showed you as much affection as you wanted, your favorite being his hugs. it’s something about the warmth when he wraps his arms around you, giving you the perfect amount of squeeze to make your heart flutter and reassure you that nothing could come between you. nothing.
your first kiss was in a movie theater. he let you choose the movie, he wouldn’t be paying enough attention to the movie when you were sitting so prettily next to him. your forgetfulness shining as you shivered, forgetting your jacket. noticing your shivers, he wrapped a warm arm around you, of which you snuggled into. smiling with content, you turned your face to place a soft kiss on his cheek. the tips of his ears reddening once the display registered. placing a finger under your chin, he lifts your lips to his: a silent explanation of his wants.
your relationship with the wing spiker was one you believed started in a past life. he was always so attentive of you, indirectly reminding you to eat and drink water daily.
on this day, your impulsive thoughts got the better of you, pulling your desk around your room with all your might. you took a break, opting to take a seat on your desk and listen to the muffled music playing from your speaker positioned in your closet ( promise, muffled music going through walls just hits different ). your music turned down on its own, confusing you for a moment until you heard your boyfriends text tone. with a smile on your face, you pushed yourself off the desk to check it.
my pretty boy : hey doll open up
not locking your phone you dropped it on the bed, maneuvering around the clutter you made minutes earlier to make it to the front door. you smiled at your boyfriend, who walked in and kicked off his shoes, being here enough times it was like he lived here. waiting patiently till he finished, you wrapped him in a hug. lifting you off your feet, he made his way around the house to your room, dodging the desk you left in the middle of the room to take a seat on your pink duvet covers.
“ what happened here, doll? ” you turned your head before the rest of your body, sitting with your back to his chest. you pointed as you explained the mess before you:
“ i wanted to move my desk where my cubbies were and the cubbies there because it didn’t look right anymore.. ” squeezing your hips, he placed you on the bed in his spot and got up to finish what you started. watching him as he lifted the desk and then the cubbies was serene. you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth as he was finishing. swinging legs and a glint of desire flashing across your eyes made him smirk, watching you squirm as your eyes locked with his.
“ doll? ” jutting your bottom lip, you made grabby hands in his direction and he obliged. sinking his fists into the bed beside your hips he leveled with you. “ what is it? ” he asked in a lower baritone. suddenly you were lost for words, looking away from his alluring eye contact.
“ n- need you kyo.. ” you couldn’t see it, but you heard as me smirked.
“ we’ll why didn’t you say that sooner.. you know i’m good at pacifying that. ”
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practice was all he ever seemed to do—practice blocks, practice digs, practice this, practice that. he just prayed for this session to be over so he could return to his sanctuary.
softly, you hummed as you played animal crossing on the switch he got you for your birthday, even after explicitly telling him that your only desire was his time. never did you express to him you wanted one, but still he knew you did.
tilting your head as you listened to your music, thinking of when your boyfriend would come back so you can show him all the pent up affection you’ve been marinating.
on the other hand, kentarou was livid. why yahaba thought pushing his buttons was wise was behind him; however, the line of self control was starting to blur. a new touch of conversation taking its place, another he didn’t feel like expanding upon—the pretty marks you left on his back. audibly winching, he pulled the shirt completely off his shoulders.
“ oo woo ! finally got you some action, huh mad dog? ” he crossed the threshold,
“ fuck off, all right? what i do on my time, with my girlfriend is my damn business. not like someone like you would understand. ” this seemed to have hit a nerve, tucked deep away in the other second year’s mind.
“ what’d ya say? you- ”
“ yahaba. mad dog. there are first years here. ” kyotani growled, throwing on a shirt from his gym bag and making it out of the gym not nearly as fast as he liked. he wanted you in his arms, your sweet perfume invading his nose, cotton candy chapstick smearing across his lips.. no he needed you.
unfortunately he would have to wait even longer. kentarou was a delinquent, but he wasn’t stupid, he noticed the idiots following him from the blocks ago. making a so longer than normal at his house, he only decided it was good to leave after they were long gone. occupying the time by taking a shower and putting up his gym clothes. finally arriving at your door, he waited for you to open it. hearing the door unlock he looked up to see you looking at fun with sleepy eyes. letting him in, you waited for him to take off his shoes, sleepiness getting the better of you for you didn’t realize that you were already being lifted into the air. the sudden realization shot a jolt of energy up your spine, waking you up. arriving to your bed, kyotani places you down and snuggled into your shoulder. you wrapped one of your arms around his shoulders and the other hand you ran through his hair, scratching his scalp.
“ was practice that bad? ” he nodded, grumbling a few words into your shoulder,
“ i can’t understand you, kyo~ ” you told him softly, the hand scratching his head going to the bottom of his hairline. he pulled away from his comforter spot momentarily just to look at your pretty face, golden hues peering into yours.
“ idiot yahaba doesn’t understand how to keep his mouth shut, askin’ me ‘bout your scratches on my back..few angry words there and there, the only way to calm myself was to thing of was you making them” your eyes widened, tips of your ears set ablaze as you hid your face in the crook of his neck. letting out a loud chuckle, that rumbled the air around you, rubbing your hips.
“ don’t say things like that so casually! ” you balled up his shirt and held him tight until your face cooled off.
“ wanna watch a movie, pretty girl? ” he whispered in your ear, to which you nodded, telling him what movie you wanted to watch.
you snuggled into his side while the movie played, running your fingers along his abs absentmindedly. the two of you fell asleep like that, tangled in each other’s loving embrace.
the week after next, kyotani had practices that ran well into the evening, which he wasn’t happy about. he wanted to skip them to spend more time with you: his beautiful bundle of joy. you assured him it was fine, telling him that you’d show him extra love when he came to visit you.
the end of practice, he made haste, stuffing his gym clothes and making a beeline to your place. he knocked harder with extra impatience, when you opened the door.
“ hey ky- waaa! ” he picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder, barely making it out of his shoes before heading to your room. he laid you on the bed, giving you a rough kiss before stripping himself of his shirt and knee pads. without a moment of hesitation, he laid on you, pressing his weight into you. you huffed, tapping him to get some air back in your system.
“ kyo- loosen upp. ” he lifted himself off you, just enough to be close but not suffocating.
“ ‘m sorry doll, it was a long day.. ” he groaned. you smiled up at him, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to his lips. licking his lips, he laid you back down gently to hover above you. you lifted your hands to his face, pushing your thumbs against the corners of his mouth, forcing them into a smile. he shook his head, turning his head to hide his red face. you smiled up at him, sleepiness that was there before dissipating the more you spent time in his presence.
“ c’mon, let’s lay down. ” you mumbled, rubbing his arms therapeutically. you watched as his form laid down on the bed next to you. swinging your leg over, you sat on his lower back. your eyes dance over his large back, newer red scratches taking the place of the older ones. n a flash he turned you both over, positioning himself over you.
“ you’re breathtaking..” he whispered against the supple skin of your neck.
“ kyo.. ” you felt him smirk against you. “ w- wait stop ” you whimpered, he pulled away immediately, scanning your face for any sort of discomfort.
“ you just got off of practice..let me.”
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you swung your feet as you scrolled through the photos of you and kyotani when something in your peripheral didn’t match your room’s color palette. knee pads? kyo must’ve left them.. you were already changed out of your school uniform opting to go in the shirt you were already wearing, you tossed on a shirt that you permanently borrowed from your boyfriend. you grabbed your phone after picking up his knee pads. you put on your shoes and made your way out the door.
getting closer and closer to the gym, you felt uneasiness fall over you. who would greet you first? you prayed it wasn’t oikawa, judging by the stories kyotani has told you, you weren’t fond of him in the slightest. stepping into the gym, you fiddled with his knee pads, holding them close to your chest as you looked around. you craned your neck as you watched the tall male approach you.
“hi beautiful, what can i do for ya? ” you took a step away from him, your heart pounding at the number of eyes on you.
“ - uh, um.. knee pads, kyotani.. um.. he might need them.” the male in front of you leaned down to your height, smirking as he watched you fluster.
“ hm, and how do you know our mad dog-chan, pretty- ”
“ doll? ” your head turned, your eyes barely settling on your boyfriend before you ran on the balls of your feet into his chest. you gripped the back of his shirt, tears pooling in your water line.
“ it’s alright, i’ve gotcha. ”he rubbed your back softly before coving your ears as his attention turned to the confused captain.
“ the fuck did you do to scare her so bad, oikawa?! ” he barked, glaring at him with a look that could have dropped him dead where he stood. oikawa raised his hands in innocence, quick to defend himself.
“ only shittykawa can make a girl cry that fast.. ” oikawa turned, expression resembling hurt before replying back to his cocaptain,
“ watch it iwa! for your information i was just asking her a question because she, has his knee pads! ”
“ but weren’t you in her face? ”
“ flirted with her. ”
“ you know, you’re a lot taller than she is. ”
“ must’ve been scary having a guy like him over you like that. ”
“ t- that’s oikawa? ” you mumbled up to kyotani. iwaizumi, the other spiker, laughed, getting what you were saying, then kyotani nodded, stifling a laugh under his breath,
“ yeah that’s him. ” you nodded, releasing him and pushing his knee pads closer to him.
“ stay for practice, i’ll walk you home. ” you nodded, opting to go to the corner by his bag.
the practice started and a few turns in oikawa shot kyotani a set, calling out his name. jumping into the air, he slammed the ball down, the blunt force echoing throughout the gym. you clapped your hands together quietly, your boyfriend turning to you with a wide smile on his face.
‘ how did a cutie like her end up dating him..? ’ the team thought, watching as you clapped when he made an impressive move.
towards the end of practice you felt your eyelids start to droop. shifting yourself to lay down on kyotani’s backpack. you wanted to stay up to watch his entire practice, but your body wouldn’t permit it. as your eyes were closing, you caught a glimpse of him throwing his hands in the air.
“ gimme a sec. ” he told his team, lightly jogging over to you and draping his jacket over you, pulling it up to your chin before moving a strand of hair out of your face. the light affection and the warmth bringing a smile to your face.
“ woah, who knew mad dog could be soft? ” he turned, glaring at his teammates, who in turn looked around as if they were not watching the scene take place in front of them.
“ back to practice! ”
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“ tani!!! ” you called. running up the stairs he bursts open the door.
“ what’s wrong?? are you okay? ” you nodded, out stretching your hands towards him.
“ kith? ” his shoulders dropped, relaxing as he walked towards you. he leaned down to give you a kiss, throwing your arms around him as his lips pressed against yours. once he pulled away you smiled at him lovingly. words bubbled in your throat, words that never made it past your mind.
“ i love you, kentarou.” you felt him stiffen, eyes searching yours for any doubt. he smirked at you, leaning in to pepper kisses over your skin.
“ i love you too, yn. ” giggling, you locked your ankles around his hips, your arms moving to tickle his ribs. stifling a laugh, he pinned your arms above your head with one hand.
“ you’re pretty bold for pulling a stunt like that, doll. ”
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published . september 2 , 2023
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cherryxoke · 2 years
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WAYS THEY CUDDLE
nekoma edition:
The ones that guy you tight so you know that they are never letting you go. They want you to stay with them for as long as possible and holding you tight is the way they show it.
lev
The ones that lay on top of your chest because it’s just so comfy. They can fall asleep within minutes of laying on your chest and they always feel the need to squeeze your ribs as tight as they can.
kenma
The ones that complain that they don’t want to but never let you go when you need to pee. They hold on as tight as they can when you say that. If that doesn’t work then they will pretend they’re sleeping so you can stay with them.
yaku
The ones that are connected to you 24/7. Even without meaning to be they are naturally cuddly. They keep you by their side all the time. Somehow always holding your hand. It’s not a surprise that they are small spoon and refuse to be big spoon.
kuroo, yamamoto
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rayukiriver · 1 month
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Kyotani's going woof-woof~
It was my contribution for one little project called "Artdial"!
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imagineanime2022 · 2 years
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Their Child Says And/Or Does Something Mean
Tooru Oikawa X Fem!Reader, Issei Matsukawa X Fem!Reader, Hajime Iwaizumi X Fem!Reader, Takahiro Hanamaki X Fem!Reader, Kentaro Kyotani X Fem!Reader
Summary: Your the step parent and the kids are being mean.
Warning: Bad parenting, ungrateful kids, injury, mentions of death
*Part 2* (Daichi Sawamura, Koshi Sugawara, Asahi Azumane, Kyoomi Sakusa)
*Part 3* (Kotaro Bokuto X Reader, Keiji Akaashi X Reader, Atsumu Miya X Reader, Rintaro Suna X Reader, Osamu Miya X Reader) 
*Part 4* (Tetsuro Kuroo X Reader, Kozume Kenma X Reader)
Tooru Oikawa
👑 His daughter was 3 years old when the woman came forward claiming that he was the father of her child. You hadn’t been together very long but you knew what he was like before he met you so you urged him to get a paternity test instead of ignoring it. 👑 Obviously he was the father, he had no idea what to do with a kid and for a while toyed with the idea of just sending money to the woman, so he would never have to figure it out. You weren’t having it. 👑 After setting up a meeting with the two it was easy to see that the two were related and from there on shared custody was agreed on. 👑 You had been helping look after the little girl for 13 years and she did consider you as much her mum as her actual mother, however your relationship came with a very easy way to hurt you and just like her father she was smart enough to use it when she was angry.
Tamiko Oikawa was very much like her father when he was in school, she was popular and followed around by those vying for her attention but unfortunately there was something that she took to that her father was never really fond of and that was parties. Every time there was one she tried to sneak out to join it.
Tonight was no different however tonight Tooru wasn’t actually home, he’d gone out to meet up with some of his teammates leaving you at home with his daughter, you were sitting in the living room when she jogged down the stairs “where are you going?” You asked. “Meeting with some friends.” She answered as she walked towards the door. “Not at 10pm you're not.” You said as you looked over the back of the sofa to lock eyes with her. “I’ll be back before Dad even gets home, I promise.” She pleaded. “Nope.” You answered with a smile as you walked over to the door, she tried to get there before you but she just wasn’t fast enough with the heels that she had decided to put on. “Get out of the way.” She ordered. “Not when you're talking to me like that, you're going to need to go upstairs, get changed and hide that outfit from your father if you actually want to keep it.” You warned her. “What do you care, you're not even my real mum, get out of the way!” She ordered knocking you out of the way and opening the door where Tooru was standing about to open it. “Where are you going?” Tooru asked, knowing that she had been caught she just whined (which reminded you of her father) as she turned and walked away from you both. “Are you okay?” “I’m fine.” You answered as you walked into the kitchen, Tooru followed after you. “I’ll be back in a second, I’m going to go and talk to her.” He said softly as he pressed a kiss to the side of your head.
Tooru knocked on the door opening it, his face was hard and unreadable “What?” Tamiko asked. “You need to apologize.” He said. “For what? Telling the truth, she’s not my mum.” She retorted. “I’m going to pretend that you didn’t say that because that woman downstairs is the only reason that you have a life like you do.” He answered. “Yeah sure.” Tamiko rolled her eyes as she looked away from him. “She was the one that told me that I should get the paternity test and then when we found out that you were my child she told me that she’d leave me if I abandoned you.” Tooru said “I’m going to go back downstairs and make sure that she’s okay and you should think about how you're going to apologize.” “What if she doesn’t forgive me?” She asked as Tooru reached the door and he looked back at her. “She’s more forgiving than you give her credit for.” Tooru answered before walking out and closing the door.
When he got back downstairs you were laying on the sofa with a bag of frozen peas on your hip and your arm over your eyes. He frowned as he walked over lacing his fingers with yours he moved your arm from your eyes and could see that you had been crying, his eyes then moved to your hip gently removing the bag and lifting your shirt to see the bruise forming there. He leaned down wrapping his arm around your waist lifting you so that you were sitting in his lap “I’m sorry I wasn’t here.” He said softly. “Don’t worry you can’t be here all the time, she’ll get over it, she’s just going through a phase, she’s 16.” You mumbled relaxing into him. “You're still defending her, even after you were hurt.” He sighed. “She didn’t hurt me, I just hit my hip when she shoved me, that's all.” You explained. “Come on, let’s get you upstairs, it’s time for you to get some rest my love.” He said softly as he easily lifted you and carried you up to bed completely forgetting about the peas.
The next morning you woke up before Tooru, you headed downstairs, your hip still hurting a little as you walked into the kitchen, shocked to see Tamiko cooking in the kitchen “what you doing up so early?” You asked. “I wanted to apologize for everything that happened yesterday.” She answered as she turned to you “I didn’t mean what I said, I’m sorry.” “It’s okay,” You dismissed her and she turned and shook her head. “Dad told me everything that you did when you both found out about me and I shouldn’t have said or done anything that I did yesterday, so sit down and let me make you breakfast please.” She pleaded. “You better do it quickly otherwise your Dad is going to come down those stairs whining about how you don’t ever make him breakfast.” You teased and she glanced at the stairs. “Right.” She nodded before turning back to the stove to get to work.
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Issei Matsukawa
😪 Issei had Ichiro before you started dating him, he told you that he had a son and you were obviously okay with it, he was 10 when Issei introduced you and you seemed to get on well with you. 😪 Ichiro was just like his Dad, lazy and forgetful, you were often picking up after both of them on a daily basis. 😪 For a little while there was some trouble with his biological mum who didn’t want you anywhere near her child for some reason but after Ichiro chose to have you in his life that was the end of it. 😪 You were always there when he needed you and you made sure that he had everything that he needed but there were still times when you clashed and today was one of those days.
You had just finished cleaning the house when Ichiro came home, he flung his bag and jacket on the chair next to him before turning on the game console in the living room “Ichiro how was your day?” You asked, he smiled as he looked over at you and smiled. “It was good, I signed up for the volleyball club at school.” He answered and you smiled leaning against the door frame. “When does practice start?” You asked. “Probably next week, as long as I get on the team.” He shrugged. “Your Dad was on the team, you’ll definitely be able to get on it.” You assured him “make sure you hang up your coat and bag before dinner please.” “Yeah sure.” He answered as you walked back into the kitchen to finish the dinner.
“Ichiro!” You called when you finished cooking, there was no reply and you frowned, you walked into the living room and saw that he was still sitting on the sofa. “Ichiro…” Still no answer, you moved so that you were standing in front of the TV. “Hey move!” He said as he tried to lean around you. “I was talking to you.” You informed him. “And I was ignoring you.” He answered as he continued to play the game. “Any particular reason?” You asked. “Because I just want to finish this level.” He answered. “That doesn’t explain why you can’t answer me.” You said over the noise of his character dying. “You're annoying… God I hate you sometimes.” He mumbled as you stepped to the side, you knew that he didn’t mean it, he probably didn’t even realize what he said but you still left for the kitchen plating up food for the boys before going up to your bedroom deciding to give him some space.
30 minutes later Mattsun came in, he saw his son in the living room and assumed that he had missed dinner until he walked into the kitchen where the food was still on the table, he checked the temperature and noticed that it was getting cold “Ichi where’s (Y/N)?” He asked but when he received no answer he walked into the living room and unplugged the TV. “I’m talking to you.” “What?” He asked. “Where’s (Y/N)?” Mattsun asked. “I don’t know.” He answered with a shrug. “Last time I saw her she was calling me for dinner.” “Which you haven’t eaten.” He reminded him and he shrugged. “What’s going on?” “I… You have to promise not to be mad.” Ichiro finally started to look nervous . “What happened?” Mattsun asked. “I said something that I shouldn’t have and I need to apologize.” He answered. “Mmm.” He hummed “you do because we aren’t eating until
You heard a knock at the bedroom door and frowned “come in.” You called and were greeted with a very nervous looking Ichiro. You smiled at him “you enjoy dinner?” “What?” He asked. “Dinner, I left it in the kitchen.” You answered. “Oh I know, we haven’t eaten yet.” He said. “We? Your Dad’s home?” You asked. “Yeah.” He nodded. “Why aren’t you angry?” “Angry?” You asked. “About what I said.” He narrowed down the question and you looked at him and smiled. “Did you mean it?” You asked and he shook his head “what’d you come up here for?” “To apologize.” He answered. “Then what is there to be angry about, you said something you didn’t mean but you knew that it could have hurt my feelings so you apologized, nothing to be angry about.” You smiled as you opened your arms to him, he smiled walking over and hugging you. “Thanks mum.” He smiled and you squeezed him before turning him to the door. “Go wash up, I'll go and reheat everything so you can eat.” You informed him.
When you got into the kitchen you were greeted by the sight of your boyfriend reheating everything and setting an extra plate for you. “I assume he apologized.” He said and you looked at him and smiled. “Don’t be mad at him, teenagers say things that they don’t mean all the time, plus there’s some news he needs to tell you.” You said as you walked over and kissed his cheek before taking the plate from him and placing it on the table, he grabbed you around the waist when the plate was safely on the table and pulled you back to him pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “You're too good for us.” He mumbled. “I love you both and I don’t want anything else.” You said pressing a kiss to the underside of his jaw “come on it’s time to eat.”
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Hajime Iwaizumi
💪 Hajime had been happy in a relationship before his daughter was born, unfortunately due to complications in childbirth, the mother of his child died and he was left to raise a child on his own. 💪 You were his best friend at the time, you helped him as best that you could, you knew a little bit more about raising a child, you helped him every step of the way, you were there when he needed you. 💪 Hajime noticed that he may like you more than he realized when people started mistaking you for Hikari’s mum. He struggled with the idea that he was betraying his now deceased girlfriend but ultimately you both started dating. 💪 By now you were married, it was time for prom and that meant that it was time to buy a dress, Hajime had given you his card because he couldn’t be there and told you both to have fun.
The shopping trip started well, you laughed and joked around, you closed your eyes as she picked what dresses she took into the changing room and the first few dresses were hard to pick between but then she came out in a dress you knew Haji would kill you for letting her purchase so you shook your head. “I can’t let you have that one, your Dad would kill me.” “We don’t have to tell him.” She smiled. “How do you plan on hiding that?” You asked “we’re buying the dress with his card.” “We just get two, maybe you could buy this one and we get another one of Dad’s cards.” She suggested and you looked at her. “I think you can guess what I’m going to say Hikari.” You informed her and she looked at you and rolled her eyes. “You're no fun, I wish that my real mum was here instead of you.” She glared at you and you cleared your throat looking at the attendant. “Can you keep the rest of the dresses in the changing room aside, she’ll be back tomorrow with her Dad to make the final choice.” You requested as she looked at you and for a second you could see that she wanted to ask you something but instead nodded.
Hikari went upstairs without saying anything and you collapsed onto the sofa, you were only there for a second before you made yourself busy with tidying and making food but by the time that you were finished, you couldn’t deny the fact that what she had said got to you, you walked back into the living room and laid on the sofa and you don’t even know when you started crying, you noticed your phone light up and saw that Hajime was on his way home and decided to take a shower and wash your face, you didn’t want him to be angry at Hikari if they were going to go shopping tomorrow. By the time he got home you were washing up used bowls (Hikari had come down for food while you were in the shower), he wrapped his arms around you resting his chin on your shoulder. “Did she choose a dress?” He asked. “Oh no, she couldn't choose one so I suggested you go back with her tomorrow and you can give her your opinion too.” You lied as you put the last down on the draining board, he kissed your shoulder and smiled. “I’m going to go and shower and then I’ll eat, is she upstairs?” He asked. “I hope so.” You forced a smile as he jogged up the stairs, you picked up his work bag and put all the clothes in the washing machine before going back to the living room where you almost ended up falling asleep, you heard shuffling behind you and glanced back to see Hikari standing by the door “what’s wrong?” “I shouldn’t have said what I said before.” She mumbled “you didn’t even tell him.” “Is that what you were worried about?” You asked. “I didn’t mean it.” She answered as she walked towards you sitting next to you. “You know it’s okay to feel that way though right?” You asked. “To miss your mum and want her to be here.” “That’s the thing, I’ve never felt that way because I’ve always had you.” She answered honestly and you smiled at her and leaned over pressing a kiss to the side of her head. “Well it doesn't matter how much you apologize to me, you're going shopping with your Dad tomorrow.” You smiled as you heard him jogging down the stairs. “What are you talking about?” He asked. “Your shopping trip tomorrow.” You answered as you moved to create some space for him after he got his food.
The following day you saw them both off and then went grocery shopping, cleaned the house and then cooked for them when they got home, you all ate food and Hikari showed you the dress that she got and requested that you help with her hair and make up because Hajime had shown her pictures from your prom. Hikari told you that she was going to bed. “The attendant said something to me while we were there today.” Hajime said softly as he gently run his hand up and down your arm. “What’s that?” You asked as you looked at him, your head rested on his chest. “She told me about what Hikari said.” He answered, lacing his fingers with yours. “Oh that.” You sighed. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked. “I didn’t want you to be angry at her today, and then she apologized and we talked so I didn’t think it was worth anything.” You answered. “You’ll tell me next time, if something happens right?” He asked. “If I need you I’ll call you.” You promised. “You better.” He ordered pulling you closer and pressing a kiss to your lips before he started looking for something to watch.
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Takahiro Hanamaki
😁 Hanamaki made a mistake, one that resulted in the birth of his son Toshiro. He had been out with his friends one night when you were both on a break after a rather nasty fight and he was super drunk. 😁 He told you literally hours after when he showed up drunk and banging on the front door, he was panicking and don’t get me wrong you were angry but under the circumstances you weren’t actually dating. 😁 The next morning he made sure that you knew, he didn’t want anyone else, he was sure of it and he’d do anything to prove it to you. Based on how drunk he was when he knocked on your door, you were 99.9% sure that someone was going to be knocking on your door in 9 months. 😁 You were right, but when she saw that you were together, she decided that she didn’t want to be a mum and left the baby with you. When Hanamaki came home to find you with a baby in your arms he was confused but it was a welcome sight all the same.
In the years that followed you took to being a mum really well and he was left stunned at how well you coped considering he was constantly between jobs and you had a full time job before the baby came. You had found a way to make working from home a viable option and you raised Toshiro as best that you could.
Toshiro never asked about his biological but you never lied to him, you always said that you weren’t the one who brought him into this world and he never asked for more than that until he was 17 years old, you don’t know what made him ask but one day he came home, you were in the kitchen and Hanamaki was in the living room, he walked into the kitchen and sat at the table “What’s up kid?” You asked as you turned to him with a smile. “What happened with Dad and Mum?” He asked. “Your biological Mum?” You asked and he nodded. “What do you want to know?” “Well that happened when she left me here? Did she say anything?” He asked. “Well not really, she kind of just handed you to me and said that your Dad would have to look after him. Hiro wasn’t even here at the time.” You shrugged. “Do you think that I could meet her?” He asked. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” You said softly as you sat down at the table. “Why?” He asked. “Maybe you should ask your Dad-” “Why won’t you tell me anything? You want to keep it a secret don’t you?” He accused the ruckus that had caused Takahiro to come in from the living room. “Toshiro, do you want to know why she won’t say anything about what happened between me and your mother?” He asked. “Because-” “Because the reason that me and your mum were together was because I was drunk and angry.” He answered. “Then your mum came 9 months later and left you with us and instead of telling me to get rid of you or leaving me with my new son, she raised you as her own and I wouldn’t have asked for anyone else.” “Whatever.” He mumbled before getting up and leaving the kitchen. “Hey you okay?” Hanamaki approached you. “Go and talk to him, if he wants to try and contact her then you should let him.” You said softly as you stood up. “Yeah I’ll talk to him in a minute, come here.” He said softly, opening his arms for you.
Over the next couple of days it was shaky but Takahiro did give Toshi everything that he needed to find his mum if he wanted to. You were sitting in the living room one day with Toshi came home, he saw you on the sofa and walked straight over to you, the moment that your eyes met you opened your arms for him, he hugged you climbing onto the sofa with you but he was just as tall as his father and fitting onto the sofa was a challenge “what happened?” You asked. “She told me never to come back.” Toshi answered. “I’m sorry.” You said, gently running your hand up and down his back in comfort. “I shouldn’t have bothered.” He mumbled, tightening his grip on you “All I need is you and Dad and I almost messed everything up for someone who didn’t even want me.” “You didn’t mess anything up, I’m not angry at you for wanting to know who your real mum is, I just didn’t want you to get hurt but I promise to always be here no matter what to help you get back up everytime.” You promised. “Thanks but there’s one thing that you got wrong.” He mumbled. “Huh? What’s that?” You asked. “You're my real mum, not her.” He answered.
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Kentaro Kyotani (Mad Dog)
💢 To anyone who knew him in school, the fact that he had been a single Dad for a while would be a surprise. 💢 He treated his little girl like a Princess, she got everything that she wanted and there was no one to compete with and then he got an injury and was forced to go to physical therapy where he met you. 💢 You guys hit it off pretty well, and he decided that he wanted to take you out for a date, it was an awkward ask but he got there in the end. 💢 He introduced you to his daughter after a couple of months but seemed to tolerate you but you weren’t sure that she actually liked you.
Ken and you decided to try moving in together after a year of dating and while Ken thought that it was going well, you were going through hell. Kimiko made it her life’s goal to disobey you at every turn. When Ken was home you managed to get along and even have some fun sometimes but that was the only time that it happened and it was taking its toll on you.
You had just gotten back from dragging her out of a party “What were you thinking, do you know how worried I was when you didn’t come home?” You asked. “Worried? Why were you worried, it’s not like your mum or anything…” She waved you off as she walked away “it doesn’t matter because Dad’s always going to choose me.” You didn’t even say anything to her as she went upstairs because the truth was when it came down to it you expected him to choose her.
That was why Ken found you packing a bag when he came home “where are you going?” He asked. “Look this isn’t working, she doesn’t want me here.” You answered as you milled around collecting things that you could fit in your bag. “Wait, let me talk to her.” He pleaded. “It’s been a year, it’s not working, I wish it was because I really like you but we both have to do what is best for her.” You said softly and he walked over his hands coming up to cradle your face as he pressed his forehead to yours. “I’m sorry.” He said softly, finally pressing a kiss to your lips. “It’s no one's fault it just doesn’t work, I’ll arrange a day to come pick up my stuff okay?” You asked. “Do you have somewhere to stay?” He asked. “Yeah I spoke to a friend after we got back.” You answered. “Let me drop you there.” He pleaded as he took your hand and headed out to the car.
It was a couple of weeks later when you came back to get some of the things that you had left you walked through the door and Kimiko was sitting on the stairs “where have you been?” she asked. “Did Ken not tell you?” You asked. “What?” She asked. “He’s been really sad these past couple of days. He hasn't really spoken to me. I was worried because he’s been practicing more and I remember what you said about rest after the injury.” “We decided that it wasn’t going to work.” You answered. “What are you talking about? Dad loves you!” She argued  “and you loved him I thought.” “I do love him but you were right about him always picking you, that is the way that it should be, he should always choose you and you didn’t like me so I have to go.” You explained. “What? You left because you thought that was what I wanted?” She asked. “Is that not what you wanted?” You asked. “I just wanted to make sure that you wouldn’t leave and I really wanted to go to that party.” She answered with a smile on her face at the last admittance. “Can we sort this out with Dad?” “Yeah sure.” You nodded with a smile.
You both drove down to the gym where he was practicing, Ken was in there on his own, it seemed like the rest of his team had left for the afternoon. “That doesn’t look like resting that shoulder.” You called from your place at the door, he turned around almost instantly looking at you. “What are you doing here?” He asked, it was like the first time that you met him. “I spoke to Kimiko today and she told me something.” You informed him and he looked at you and then noticed his daughter behind you. “What?” He asked. “She told me that she was giving me a hard time because she wanted to see if I could be trusted, she told me that she doesn’t hate me.” You smiled. “I was thinking maybe she could move back in if you wanted.” Kimiko suggested “I’ll leave you guys to talk about it, there’s this shop across the street that I wanted to check out.” “Are you coming back?” He asked. “Do you want me back?” You asked. “Please come back.” He pleaded as he mirrored the way that he held your face the night that you decided to leave and you smiled. “Shall we go home then?” You asked. “Let me shower.” He said. “I’ll wait by the car.” You said as he pressed a kiss to your lips and jogged into the changing room, you walked out and saw Kimiko standing by the car and smiled. “What are you doing out here?” You asked “thought there was a shop you wanted to check out.” “I just wanted to give you guys space, I even asked a friend if I could stay over, you guys have the house to yourselves.” She wiggled her eyebrows and you nudged her softly before rolling your eyes. “Stop that and get in the car so we can wait for your Dad.” You ordered unlocking the car for her. “You’ll thank me later.” She smirked as she climbed into the car and waited with you.
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INTRODUCTION; IWA'S SQUAD
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(y/n)‘s squad
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fun facts !
after finishing his studies, iwa came back to japan and is now an athletic trainer in tokyo
oikawa lives in argentina, but visits his family and friends regularly (especially during off-season)
mattsun and makki live next door to each other
oikawa‘s twitter header is made by makki
kyotani kept in touch with iwaizumi after he graduated high school
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evanescent
/ɛvəˈnɛs(ə)nt,iːvəˈnɛs(ə)nt/ — “soon passing out of sight, memory, or existence; quickly fading or disappearing.”
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Haikyuu
Akaashi Keiji Azumane Asahi Baokuto Kotaro Ennoshita Chikara Hanamaki Takahiro Hinata Shoyo Iwaizumi Hajime  Kageyama Tobio Kita Shinsuke Kozume Kenma Kuroo Tetsuro Kyotani Kentaro Lev Haiba Matsukawa Issei Miya Atsumu Miya Osamu Nishinoya Yu Oikawa Toru
Coward (Soulmate!au) (coming soon)
Summary: You're Kageyama's cousin, but in reality you act more like siblings. When your dear thirteen year-old cousin comes to you telling some senpai of his tried to hit him, you almost go out and find that Oikawa Toru to break his face but Kageyama stops you and tells you to forget it since that guy was going to high school.
Sakusa Kiyoomi Sawamura Daichi Semi Eita Shimizu Kiyoko Sugawara Koshi Suna Rintaro Tanaka Ryunosuke Tendo Satori Terushima Yuji Tsukishima Kei Ukai Keishin Ushijima Wakatoshi
First Love (coming soon)
Summary: At Shiratorizwa you met Ushijima Wakatoshi, a very tall and handsome fellow grade student who loves volleyball. But who is his first love? The girl he says he loves, or the sport he shows he loves.
Yaku Morisuke Yamaguchi Tadashi Yamamoto Akane
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