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tanzaniiite · 3 years

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YOU FOR YOU • SAIKI K.

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warnings: jealously & insecurity

word count: 1.3k

a/n: i’ve been itching to write for saiki again 💃🏽

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“regular italics” (w/ quotations) = saiki talking

bolded italics = saiki thinking/ communicating telepathically

regular italics (w/o quotations) = you thinking

You hated feeling this way.

Especially because you understood why your boyfriend insisted that the two of keeping your relationship on the down-low. His friends were… overbearing and could be a bit much at times. Plus, Saiki wanted to be invisible at school and didn’t want to garner any unwanted attention. And as his partner, you respected that.

But Teruhashi was making that very hard for you. Jesus Christ, that girl couldn’t take a hint if it had smacked her in her face. Either that or she simply refused to believe that any boy would find her undesirable. Of course, you’ll give credit where credit’s due, Teruhashi is very attractive. So much so, that even Saiki would agree with that statement. However, he did express she just wasn’t his type. That and the fact that she isn’t exactly who she pretends to be.

Throughout your relationship (both platonic & romantic) you’ve learned how to suppress your thoughts around your boyfriend. He understands the slight discomfort you have with him being able to know your every thought so he tries not to listen in. But sometimes your thoughts are loud and he can’t help but overhear. Needless to say, you were trying very hard to suppress your thoughts right now.

“Hey, Saiki! Would you like to come with me to the new café after school?”

“No, I’m busy”

“No? Oh... I could buy you coffee jelly if that would change your mind?”

You grit your teeth as Saiki’s eyes lit up at the mention of his favorite sweet. Although you couldn’t be too mad because that was just his knee-jerk reaction whenever that particular sweet was brought up. You watched silently as Kusuo turned her down for the umpteenth time, a small smirk adorning your face. That smirk quickly dropped as the blue-haired girl proceeded to touch your boyfriend in an attempt to coerce him into hanging out with her.

What part of ‘no’ doesn’t she understand?

Saiki glanced in your direction, as previously stated, he tried his best to not listen to your thoughts. But that one was particularly loud and he would be lying if he said he wasn’t intrigued. The way you were glaring at your notebook was amusing to him. You had told him how annoying you felt Teruhashi was and he was inclined to agree, she was annoying. The pink-haired boy came back from his thoughts as he felt Teruhashi touch his shoulder. He quickly removed it, shooting a small glare in her direction.

“Please don’t touch me”

“R-Right, sorry about that”

Teruhashi apologized attempting to laugh off her embarrassment. However that didn’t seem to be enough to get her off his back, she really was persistent. He let out an exasperated sigh which caught your attention. It was no secret that Saiki didn’t like talking to people, he actively went out of his way to be as average as possible. And it was clear as day that Teruhashi was wearing him out. You knew that if one pestered Saiki with something for long enough, he will eventually cave from the sheer exhaustion of dealing with said person. You refused to let that happen. Your chair scraped the floor as you got up and made your way towards your boyfriend.

“Oh hey Y/n, how are—”

“Oi, Saiki. Don’t forget we have that project to work on”

Saiki raised an eyebrow at you, confused.

What are you doing?

Saving you idiot, play along.

Finally understanding what you were doing, he simply nodded. You smiled slightly, “Great, see you after school” You stated turning around to walk back to your seat. But Teruhashi quickly grabbed your arm. What was with this girl and touching people without permission?

“What project? I don’t recall having any projects due” She inquired the look on her face as smug as could be. You chuckled, she must’ve thought she caught you in a lie.

“It’s not for school, it’s a scrapbooking project his mother wants us to work on”

However, that answer didn’t seem to please her, so she proceeded with her integration.

“You know Mrs. Saiki?”

“Yes”

“Really? How?”

“Our parents are friends”

“Then how come you never hang with Saiki at school?”

“He likes his space”

You internally reveled in Teruhashi’s frustrated expression. Luckily you were a quick thinker and it was easy for you to come up with things on the spot. You did know Mrs. Saiki but your parents weren’t friends, they didn’t even know each other. And you weren’t lying about Kusuo liking his space. You didn’t talk to him much at school because the two of you spent most of your time together after school. You noticed how Teruhashi balled up her fists in frustration.

“Y/n… do you have a crush on Saiki?”

You scoffed and looked her dead in her eyes.

“Please, as if. If you like Saiki, you should just say so Teruhashi”

The smirk on your face only grew as Teruhashi became incredibly flustered and started rambling about how she doesn’t have a crush on Saiki. You were certain she wouldn’t be bothering your boyfriend for the rest of day.

Mission accomplished.

“You didn’t have to sound so disgusted”

You looked up from your book and gave your boyfriend a confused look, “What?”.

“Today, when Teruhashi asked if you had a crush on me”

“Oh, that? I had to make it seem realistic”

Saiki just stared at you. He knew you were just putting up a front when you were talking to Teruhashi but it did alarm him how easy it was for you to lie and how convincing you made it sound. He couldn’t help but wonder if you liked him or if this was another front. Ugh, insecurity. Saiki didn’t like feeling this way, not one bit. Granted, he could just read your mind to see how you felt but he respected your request for him to not do that. And you were getting good at concealing your thoughts around him anyway.

“Penny for your thoughts? Y’know not everyone is a psychic”

You asked sitting up on his bed and patting a spot next to you. Your boyfriend silently sat down and you waited for him to speak. It was hard for him to open up about his feelings, of course, you knew this.

Do.. you actually like me?

“Of course I do, what’s there not to like?”

You replied, taking note of how he was communicating with you telepathically. Saiki rolled his eyes,

Many things.

“That’s not true”

I’m cold and cynical. I act like I don’t care and I asked you to keep our relationship a secret because I don’t want attention. Y/n, I’m selfish.

You pursed your lips together, you didn’t like how he was talking down on himself for seemingly no reason.

“Can I touch you?”

Saiki turned to you before hesitantly nodding. Taking his face in your hands, you pulled him close to you. You smiled at the slight blush that appeared on his face before it quickly vanished.

“Kusuo. My cold, cynical, selfish; Kusuo. I like you, flaws and all. But there are good parts to you too, even though you act as if you couldn't care less, I know you do. You actively help out your friends “whenever it involves you”, which is just a really bad cover-up by the way”

Saiki huffed but there was a small smile on his face.

“And who cares if our relationship is a secret? It only involves us, so there’s no need for anyone else to know. I’ll wait as long as I have to for you to be comfortable with this relationship stuff, I’m new to it too”

You pushed back the pink hair covering his forehead and pressed a small kiss there.

“I like you for you, Kusuo”

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tanzaniiite · 3 years

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BIG BABY • TSUKISHIMA K.

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warnings: none!

word count: 836

a/n: this is all @waka-chan-out’s fault /j 😠 the constant talk of tsukishima has made me fall for him all over again. i hope you’re happy meg 😤

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just a small blurb about tsukki being a baby w/ his s/o

Tsukishima is incredibly beautiful.

Sure, he’s a thorn in your side, but beautiful nevertheless. Especially in the mornings, when the sun floods through the windows and past the curtains. Just to land graciously on his pale skin, giving him the ultimate golden hour effect. The sunlight accentuated his features nicely, rounding out his face and giving his sharp features a softer look. You knew he would be on your case later about how you were practically a stalker for staring at him while he slept. To which you would probably respond by saying it was his fault for being so beautiful in the first place.

But that’s an issue for later. For now, you just want to bask in your boyfriend’s beauty for a little while longer. It’s just something about the way he sleeps that makes your heart skip a beat. Maybe it’s the way his blonde hair is tousled and sticking up every which way. Or maybe it’s the way his eyebrows are furrowed and the wrinkles that form in between them. You can’t help but laugh softly to yourself, even when resting, he had to have his signature resting bitch face. It could also be the way his legs intermingled with yours, preventing you from moving anywhere. Whatever it is, you love the feeling it gives you. You love the feeling he gives you.

You watch silently as he slowly begins to rouse from his sleep. This was your favorite part. His eyelids fluttering open to reveal the golden-brown orbs that hid behind them. He sits up but hasn’t noticed you staring yet, too fixated on rubbing the sleep from his eyes and running a hand through his hair in an attempt to make it look halfway decent. It’s important to note, throughout all of this, his legs are still tangled with yours. You won’t be going anywhere if he has any say in it. Finally, he turns to you and squints, you can tell he’s trying to figure out if you're awake or if his poor eyesight is playing tricks on him. You decide to help him out by wishing him a sweet good morning. To which he nods half-heartedly and turns to get his glasses off the nightstand.

Kei in the morning was an interesting experience. He didn’t act like his normal sarcastic, quick-witted self. He was much quieter, clingy, needy, and softer, docile if you will. Now that his glasses are snugly on his face, you sit up and give him a small peck on the lips. You giggle when he leans forward as you pull away, an indication that he wants more. Your boyfriend gives you an unimpressed look and a small glare, but there’s nothing but sleep clouding his eyes. You ask if he wants another kiss and he nods slightly. Not something he would admit to if he was fully awake. And so you happily obliged, giving him another kiss and another.

As you pull away again, that’s when you see it. The smallest of smiles adorning his face, a rare sight to see when it came down to Tsukishima. A man who rarely smiled because he’d rather not look like a lunatic smiling for no reason (his words, not yours). And his smile alone causes a chain reaction for you to smile as well. That smile widening as he moves closer to you, only to bury his face in the crook of your neck. You could feel his warm skin pressed against yours and his breath making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.

He finally wishes you a good morning back, his voice deep and still laden with sleep. He wraps his arms around your torso and presses his face impossibly further into your neck. You laugh as he inhales your scent before commenting how good you smell. This side of Tsukishima will always be one of your favorites, it was just so… un Kei-like of him to act this way. But if your boyfriend wanted to act like this in the mornings, who were you to complain?

You gently card your fingers through his blonde hair which makes him shiver slightly. You knew he was a sucker for having his hair played with. This continues for a few more moments before you hear soft snoring. Craning your neck to see, sure enough, he fell right back to sleep. You can’t blame him though, it is 8:45 in the morning on a weekend. Removing his glasses gently, you place them back on the nightstand before laying down with him again. This time, his head laying on your chest and arms securely wrapped around you. You can already imagine yourself recalling everything that just happened this morning to your boyfriend, only for him to deny it. If he wanted to act oblivious to his docile-like behavior, he could do just that. Kissing the top of his head gingerly, you pulled him closer and closed your eyes, waiting for sleep to overtake you as well.

But you both know he’s just a big ‘ole baby.

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tanzaniiite · 3 years

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UNNAMED • OIKAWA T.

requests: OPEN (send me a prompt!)

warnings: breakups, loss of friends, fear of being alone, and slight miscommunication

word count: 1.2k

a/n: inspired by my break-up headcanons. oddly enough, oikawa is only mentioned in this fic, he doesn’t make an appearance. also couldn’t think of a name for this one.

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this literally my worst fear

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

He said you guys were good, so why was this happening? Although the gymnasium was full, you felt completely and utterly alone. This was the first practice after the breakup and it was going horribly. He promised that things would be okay. So why did it feel like the walls were closing in on you? Like the air was getting thicker and you could hardly breathe? You stared down at the gym floor, why was your heart pounding in your ears? Why–

“Hey, Y/n. You okay?”

You looked up to see Kindaichi staring at you, a concerned look imprinted on his face. Quickly snapping back into reality, you gave him a small smile. “Yeah I’m fine, just a minor headache is all” You fibbed, waving your hand dismissively. “Oh okay, well is there anything I can do to help?” He asked. You couldn’t help but smile a bit more, that’s what you loved about Kindaichi, he was always eager to help others. Shaking your head you replied, “No, I’m good. Just get back out there before Iwaizumi has your head on a stick” You joked nudging the first year back to the court. Once he turned around, your smile dropped and you went back to refilling the water bottles.

A whole week.

That’s how long it’s been since they talked to you. You should’ve guessed that something like this would happen. But you didn’t expect it from them, you thought your friendship held more weight than that. Clearly, you thought wrong. It started slow. It started out as being too busy with volleyball and school to hang out or to reply to texts. Then it morphed into not speaking during practice and changing the normal lunch spot spontaneously without giving notice. And now it was just plain radio silence, no good mornings, no waving, no nothing. Just silence.

But you couldn’t blame them. Oikawa was their friend first, their loyalty obviously lied with him. You figured that you would do the same when if it came down to your group of friends. But why did it hurt so much? They were practically like family and to just suddenly have them ripped away was agonizing. If you knew this was the way things turned out, you would’ve never accepted Tooru’s confession. In fact, this is the exact reason you didn’t want to date him in the first place. It was basically an unspoken rule to not date within your friend group, and you stupidly broke that rule. And now you were paying the price. Not only did you lose a boyfriend but you also lost your closest friends.

“Woah, are you okay?”

That damned question, no, you weren’t okay. Nothing was okay anymore. Looking at the source of the voice, ready to tell them off, your voice quickly died in your throat. Matsukawa and Hanamaki. Of course, these two would catch you at your lowest moment.

“You’re crying…”

You gave them a confused look before touching your cheek with your hand, it was wet. You were buried so deep in your thoughts, you didn’t even realize you were crying. And now these two bozos caught you. Sniffing, you wiped your eyes, turning your attention back to now filled water bottles. “I’m fine,” You said bluntly, screwing the lids on tightly. Matsun’s eyebrows furrowed, “Clearly you’re not” He stated. Biting the inside of your cheek, you clenched the water bottle in your hands.

“Why do you care?”

You asked rudely not even bothering to look at the duo. But in your peripheral, you could see the slight shock on their faces. “Relax, we’re just asking if you’re good” Makki claimed, narrowing his eyes. Finally looking up, you openly glared at them. “And I’m asking why do you care? Y’all didn’t care enough to keep our friendship, so why in the hell would you care if I’m okay or not?” You inquired rhetorically. Iwaizumi jogged over, most likely to tell the duo to get back to practice, but stopped in his tracks when he saw them talking to you. Scoffing, you picked up the bottles to bring them to the bench. “Let me help you” Hajime offered, grabbing some bottles. “I don’t need your help” You spat rolling your eyes. Now they want to be nice? Just because you shed a few tears? What a joke. Before the ace could even get a chance to respond, Matsun interjects, “Don’t. They’re pissed for whatever reason” He commented. And something about that comment just made you snap.

“Are you fucking serious?”

You asked in utter disbelief. He had to be joking, he had to. “You don’t know why I’m pissed? Well, let me enlighten you. My best friends of four fucking years decided to cut me off because of goddamn mutual break up” You explain, your voice gradually getting louder in volume. Hanamaki stared at you like you had two heads, “You think it was mutual?” He asked, obviously not expecting an answer. And you didn’t bother giving him one, instead, you just gave a look that screamed, duh. “Y/n. He begged you to stay with him, what part of that is mutual?” Iwaizumi retorted crossing his arms over his chest. You honestly could not believe what you were hearing, did he only tell them half of the story? “Yeah and after I said no for like the umpteenth time. He said okay, therefore making it mutual. I’m sorry, was I expected to stay in a relationship that I wasn’t happy with? To spare his feelings?” You replied, looking at your former friends as if they were stupid.

“No, but–”

“But what? Was– was I suppose to treat him like an infant while breaking up with him? Was I suppose to sugarcoat it just for him? Say, ‘It’s not you, it’s me’? Jesus Christ, you guys are unbelievable”

You said, your lip curling in slight disgust. They knew you too well to know that you weren’t the type to sugarcoat anything for anybody, Oikawa included. “And even if it wasn’t mutual, you guys were my friends too. Y’all are so quick to coddle him but what about me? I guess I don’t matter anymore” You claimed the stinging in the back of eyes becoming unbearable. But you refused to cry. “Apparently once Oikawa and I started dating, I just became; Tooru’s partner. And the status of our relationship would dictate how you guys act towards me. Tell me that I’m wrong, I would love to hear it” You exclaimed, daring them to stand there and lie in your face.

None of them said a word.

You scoffed, “Yeah, that’s what I thought. I don’t need your pity nor your sympathy. As far as you guys are concerned, I’m just Tooru’s ex-partner. So don’t act like you care about me” You uttered, picking up the rest of the bottles and walking towards the bench. They could only watch as you walked away.

It wasn’t supposed to turn out this way. They were your friends and were supposed to have your back through thick and thin. Who knew a break-up would make them change their whole demeanor towards you? Who knew it would hurt this bad?

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

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tanzaniiite · 3 years

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GOOD ENOUGH • HANAMAKI T.

requests: OPEN

warnings: slight angst, disapproving parents & self doubt

word count: 1.8k

a/n: inspired by @taiyaaki’s oneshot about takahiro being unemployed. read it here (yall should read it, it’s short but soooo good)

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alt. title: how my blacker than black parents would act if i brought home an unemployed man and dared to call him my boyfriend 🤡

Nervous.

Hanamaki was nervous, which was odd given his usual nonchalant and laid-back nature. Granted, meeting the parents of your significant other for the first time was always nerve-racking, so you understood.

“Geez babe, relax. You look constipated”

You pointed out, stepping onto the porch of your childhood home. Takahiro let out a breathless laugh, “Well I do feel like I have to take a shit right now” He half-joked, fumbling with his suit jacket. You shot him a playful glare before leaning up and pressing a small kiss to the corner of his mouth. “Please refrain from cursing in front of my parents, I know that may be difficult for you,” You stated fixing the collar of his jacket, “but I believe in you” You teased patting his chest gently. Makki gaped dramatically,

“Ouch doll, I’m hurt. Give me some credit, I know that there’s a time and place for everything”

He claimed, clutching his heart as if it was actually wounded. You rolled your eyes and turned to the door, “Ready?” You asked rhetorically. Unfortunately, the strawberry-haired man knew he would have to go through with this whether he was ready or not. So he just simply nodded and watched as you rang the doorbell. Shit, why the fuck were his palms getting so sweaty? Hanamaki was convinced the universe had some sort of bone to pick with him.

Noticing the panic in your boyfriend’s eyes along with the way he was vigorously wiping his hands on his pants.. you decided to take matters into your own hands.

“Hey, baby, look at me” You demanded gently your eyes softening at the sight of his panicked expression, “It’s okay. Please relax, my parents will love you, I know they will” You whispered, now holding his face in your hands. Takahiro took a deep breath and nodded, “Okay okay, I’m good” He assured giving you a light peck on your forehead. Suddenly the front door swung open,

“Y/n!”

Your niece squealed hugging your leg tightly. For split second you were confused but realized that your parents were probably watching her for your sibling this weekend. “Hey bubba, where’s grandma and grandpa?” You asked stepping inside the house with Makki silently following suit.

“Grandpa’s in the kitchen and Nana’s in the dining room” She stated, “Is that your boyfriend?” She asked bluntly bouncing on her toes. You blinked, her straightforwardness catching you off guard, luckily, ‘Hiro spoke up. “Yeah I’m their boyfriend,” He said nonchalantly.

“Does this boyfriend have a name?”

Your mother inquired coming into the foyer. You smiled and gave her a hug, “Mom this is my boyfriend, Hanamaki Takahiro. Babe, my mom” You introduced stepping back as Makki stuck his hand out for your mom to shake. Your mom rolled her eyes playfully, and pulled him in for a hug instead, “Sweetheart, this isn’t a business meeting, we do hugs around here” She quipped. Takahiro smiled slightly hugging your mother back, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad...

Hanamaki has never felt more uncomfortable in his life. He could practically feel your father burning a hole in the side of his head with his glare, as he helped you set the table. “Ignore him, he’s just trying to intimidate you,” You said noticing how nervous your boyfriend looked. Takahiro let out a small chuckle, “Well he’s succeeding” He muttered under his breath.

“Honey, stop glaring at that boy. You’re making him nervous”

“Good”

You placed your hands on your hips, “Dad stop please” You demanded giving him a warning look. Of course, that didn’t do anything as your father continued to openly glare at Takahiro.

“You got a job?”

“Huh?”

“If you can huh, you can hear”

Your mother rolled her eyes before placing a gentle hand on Hanamaki’s shoulder. “He’s asking what you do for work, baby” She clarified. Your boyfriend shot you a panicked look. He was in between jobs right now and finding one that sticks was difficult. You knew this and didn’t mind but you knew your parents would. Honestly, you didn’t see a way out of not answering the question so you gave Takahiro a shrug and a weak smile in return.

“I.. um, I’m actually between jobs at the moment”

He answered avoiding your father’s gaze as his face pulled into a scowl. Your mother’s reaction was unreadable for the most part but you could tell she was surprised. Twenty-four with no job wasn’t that uncommon but your parents would’ve been livid if you didn’t have a job the minute you graduated university. Lucky, with your degree and a couple of internships did during your senior year, you were able to do just that. Your dad sucked his teeth before talking to you,

“You brought this unemployed boy in my house and call him your boyfriend?”

“Dad please it’s not that deep, he’s looking—”

“Well that ain’t good enough, I already told you about these deadbeat boys. I don’t want them in my house”

That was some big talk from someone who was out on disability. Scoffing at your dad’s statement you turned to your mom, “Ma, tell Dad he’s being ridiculous. ‘Hiro is looking for a job, he’ll find one eventually” You protested defending your boyfriend with everything in you. Your mom crossed her arms, “As long as he’s looking that’s fine. But isn’t he twenty-four? With a degree it shouldn’t be that hard” She stated firmly.

This probably wasn’t a good time to mention that Hanamaki dropped out of college.

You took a deep breath, this evening was giving you more anxiety than you bargained for. Once you calmed your nerves you looked for your boyfriend… who was suddenly not here. “Where’s ‘Hiro?” You asked nobody in particular. Your niece tapped you, “He’s outside” She said pointing out the window. And sure enough—

“I know damn well, this boy is not smoking on my goddamn porch”

You sighed, this was going to be a hard hole to dig your boyfriend out of.

“Hey. What happened to you quitting?”

Hanamaki turned around to face you, “Your parents already don’t like me, it’s all downhill from here” He shrugged bringing the cigarette back up to his lips. You furrowed your eyebrows before plucking the cigarette out of your boyfriend’s hand and stomping it out on the ground. “You promised you were gonna quit” You stated firmly giving him a small glare. Takahiro just rolled his eyes, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking everywhere but at you.

“…and my parents just need to warm up to you. They just want what’s best for me—”

“And clearly that’s not me!”

He shouted catching you off guard. You stayed silent as he paced the porch looking more distressed with each step. “I’m an unemployed college dropout! I have nothing to offer you, your dad’s right I am a deadbeat. You deserve to be with someone who’s on your level. I can’t even keep the simple promise of not smoking. I-I’m doing nothing but dragging you down!” Hanamaki exclaimed the fear and realization adamant in his expression.

He was spiraling, hard. You needed to do something before this turned into a full-blown panic attack.

“Baby”

“...what?”

“I love you”

Your boyfriend looked at you with a blank expression, his chest rising and falling rhythmically. Matching the small puffs of air that left his mouth and into the cold night. He slowly shook his head, refusing to believe the words that left your mouth. You’ve said them a thousand times before but they sounded so foreign to him now. Before he could even open his mouth to respond, you beat him to the punch.

“I. Love. You.”

Takahiro subconsciously took a step back as you approached him. You gave him a soft look before extending your hand out to him. What was this? Why were you acting as if he was made of glass? That needed to be handled with the utmost care? Despite all these questions running rampant in his mind, he still took your hand. You pulled him close to you and wrapped your arms around his torso.

Your boyfriend’s eyes widen as your hug got tighter with each passing second. And just like that, his resolve started to crumble. Makki slowly wrapped his arms around you and buried his face in the crook of your neck. It was only then that you felt him trembling and the fresh tears that landed on your skin. You couldn’t help but hug him tighter, you knew he was struggling but he was fighting and that’s all that mattered.

You loved your parents dearly and understood why they were apprehensive about you dating someone who was unemployed. But they didn’t know Makki the way you knew him. And it was out of line for your father to speak to him the way he did. Just thinking about the whole encounter made you angry. Your eyebrows furrowed as you pressed a small kiss to his temple.

“I’m sorry”

“What for?”

“…for not being good enough”

You pulled away from the hug, “Stop that. You are more than enough. I want you. I love you. If I wanted someone else, we wouldn’t be here right now. You.. are all I could ever want and more. I don’t care that you’re jobless or that you don’t have some fancy college degree. We will figure this shit out, together�� You claimed, digging your hands into his arms, in some attempt to ground him.

“But… your parents—”

“Forget my parents. They’re older, somewhat traditional, and don’t understand the differences of this time period. We’ll get you a job and show them, I promise”

“And if I can’t get a job?”

“Then they’ll just have to accept you because you’re stuck with me. You’re not going anywhere”

Hanamaki let out a small chuckle, wiping his eyes. “Am I really stuck with you? That’s unfortunate” He sniffed, laughing louder when you punched him in his chest. “This is the last time I make you feel better, dick” You stated crossing your arms, feigning hurt. Makki shook his head fondly before kissing you softly, “Thank you, I needed that”. You smiled slightly at him, “Of course, I love you despite what my parents say”. Your boyfriend tensed at the mention your parents,

“I don’t think your father is ever going to like me” He whispered his eyes focused on the window behind you. Turning around, you see your dad watching the two of you like a creep, a scowl permanently engraved on his face. You sucked your teeth, “Dad, stop being nosy!” You shouted shooing your dad away with your hands. You watched as he left with a frown on your face.

“God, he’s so embarrassing. Don’t mind him, he’ll get used to you sooner or later.”

“Uh-huh, sure”

You grabbed Takahiro’s hand and led him to the car. He gave you a confused look, “Are we leaving?” He inquired. “No, but I can tell my dad makes you uncomfortable, understandably. So let’s just chill here before heading back inside” You explained unlocking the doors. Your boyfriend smiled to himself,

you really did love him.

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tanzaniiite · 3 years

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SELFISH • HANAMAKI T.

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warnings: feelings of conflict, panic attacks, bad relationship dynamics, unhealthy behavior, angst in general

word count: 1.6k

a/n: i love makki but i love making him suffer more he’s my punching bag i’m sorry 😋 also, this is a new style of writing i’m trying out (no dialogue) tell me how you guys like it, enjoy! 💚

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alt. title: tanz projects her feelings about college & fears of being in a relationship onto makki for 1,643 words straight.

College is hard.

It’s damn near ten times harder than high school. Of course, there’s the myth of it being easier than high school. But that just really depends on the person, doesn’t it? It might be easier, it might be harder. Honestly, it’s a chance card. Although, in his case, it’s harder. A million times harder.

Why are there so many things to do at once? Papers, reading assignments, notes, quizzes, tests, the list goes on. It’s like a never-ending cycle of work. And when it does stop, you’re left feeling empty, drained, without purpose. But then it starts back up again, and the cycle continues. And it continues for four years, sometimes longer if your fond of torturing yourself. That’s what he feels like it is, he feels like college is torture. And it’s only been one year.

But then there are the benefits you hear so much about. You can’t forget the benefits. You’ll be ahead of the game, it teaches you so much, it prepares you for the real world. Does it? Does it really? He doesn’t seem to think so. And if we aren’t talking about benefits, we must talk about the expectations. Y’know the list of things that’s pretty much impossible to live up to? Yeah, that. On one hand, you want to live up to your guardians’ standards, make them proud. On the other hand, however, it’s like: fuck them and their standards. And suddenly you find yourself in the middle. It’s a tricky situation, do you live for yourself? Or do you live for others? To the average person, the answer seems obvious, but not for him.

Then there’s you. The epitome of perfection. Of course, he knows you’re not perfect. But compared to him, you might as well be. Good grades, adorning personality, just an overall joy to be around. Then there’s him. The exact opposite. Bad grades, sarcastic & nonchalant personality, a bummer to be around. That’s him. He knows you have your own set of struggles, just like everyone else. You just make it look so easy. Maybe, you’re just better at hiding things than he is. It seems like he’s always coming to you about his problems and never vise versa. If you needed to talk to him about something, he wouldn’t know. You just seem so put together, how could he ever compare?

And that brings us here.

To the front of your dorm room, which was a good block and a half away from his. At 2:30 AM. He’s sure that you are sleeping, it is finals week after all. He recalls you telling him about an exam you have later this morning and he can’t help but feel bad. Here he was coming to you, yet again, about his problems. You never seem bothered when he comes to you, but that could just be a facade. Hearing himself complain day in and day out made him annoyed with himself, he wouldn’t be surprised if you felt the same. It’s become more frequent as of late, the complaining that is. And he doesn’t want to bother you, but you are the only person he could think of going to. You are the only person he wants to go to.

So with that, he raises a trembling fist and knocks on the door. Hopefully, loud enough for you to hear but not loud enough to disturb the RA. After a few beats, he raises his hand to knock again but pulls away as you open the door. You’re rubbing your eyes due to the blinding hallway lights that never seem to turn off, confirming his suspicions of you sleeping. Which just makes his stomach churn, he’s bothering you. He’s being a burden. The exact thing he doesn’t want to be.

Then you speak. You ask him what’s wrong, a worried expression imprinted on your face. Furrowed eyebrows, a crinkle between them, lips pulled into a frown, the whole shebang. And he wonders how he could ever think that you didn’t care about him and his issues. When that’s all you seem to care about. Which just reminds him as to why he hides and shields his feelings from you in the first place. You care too much. You’ll drop everything just to help him, to help anyone for that matter. And while he admires and adores your selflessness, he despises it too. You use other’s problems to distract yourself from your own and he knows that. Yet, he keeps coming back to you. Feeding his dependency, feeding your terrible habit. It’s a vicious cycle that neither of you can seem to break.

You ask him again what’s wrong and he hesitates to tell you. But your eyes are so kind and welcoming. Your demeanor is concerned yet calming, and he finds himself telling you everything. His feelings towards college, his feelings towards himself and you. The idea of dropping out but the fear of being discarded by his family holding him back. Just completely breaking down in the empty hallway of your floor. It feels as though the words are just stuck in his throat, suffocating him, all while his body betrays him. The pounding in his chest and head becoming unbearable, the sweating, the shaking, all of it. Betrayal. He looks at you with panicked eyes, knowing that if this keeps up, the whole floor will know how much of a mess he is.

And so, you begin to soothe him, comfort him. You take his head into your hands and hold him tight. Placing small but loving kisses all over his face, using your thumbs to wipe away the tears, resting your forehead against his, and kissing his slightly chapped lips with your soft ones. While whispering reassuring words and affirmations in his ears. And despite his feelings of guilt for fueling your bad habitat, his feelings of relief overpower them. Then he remembers why he comes to you rather than anyone else. You understand him, you get him. You know exactly what to do, no matter the situation. Others would maybe just lend an ear, throw out some words of what he wants to hear rather than what he needs to hear. The pitying look on their faces as they look at his distressed one makes him sick. But it’s not their fault that they don’t know what to do. He understands that.

So when he is ushered into your room, he doesn’t complain. Having done this same thing a thousand times before, even back in high school, he knows the routine. As he gets comfortable under the covers and places his head on your chest, the guilt from before starts creeping back. Like bile rising in his throat and for a minute, he feels nauseous. You seem to pass out instantaneously but sleep doesn’t wash over him as easily. That’s when he sees it. Your desk, covered in papers, textbooks, sticky notes, and more. But what catches his eye is the mountain of tissues gathered in your garbage bin. Were you crying earlier? Did you have a breakdown just as he did? Who helped you? He turns his head to your roommate’s bed, it’s empty. He assumes their with their own significant other, he wonders if their relationship was healthy or if it's somewhat broken like his. His attention snaps to you as you shift and pull him impossibly closer to your body. The guilt he feels increases tenfold.

Despite it being a bad and potentially dangerous habit, you are still there for him. You are always there for him. Could he say the same? Unfortunately not, he’s the dead weight in the relationship. And instead of doing something to fix it, it's an easy fix, he doesn’t do shit. Because he’s comfortable. He’s comfortable with you pushing your feelings aside to help him and him not helping you with yours because he wouldn’t know the first thing to do. It’s too complicated. So for now he’ll act oblivious, pretend he doesn’t know about your struggles, as long as you help him with his. It’s selfish, he knows. But that’s what he’s been trying to tell you for years, he’s not a good partner, not a good person. That you deserve so much better than him, someone that’s not holding you back from all that you can be. All because you’ll stop time itself to help him.

He knows he should let you go, but he can’t, he’s too weak. If he ends things with you, would you still be there for him? Probably not. The lengths you go to for him are exclusive simply because he is your partner. That VIP status would be ripped the way the minute he breaks your heart. He can’t do that to you or himself. And although he feels like he’s a shitty partner, he does care about you. And breaking up with you would only make things worse, not that things are perfect now. But him being selfish and staying with you, is the better choice out of two completely fucked options. So, again, for now, he’ll continue to be selfish. Maybe one day he’ll be able to let you go and be with someone worthy and deserving of your love. Or, even better, maybe one day he’ll be able to do right by you and be there for you the same way you are for him.

But, sadly, today just isn’t that day.

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tanzaniiite · 3 years

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PROMPT LIST

since my semester is finally over and i’m officially on summer break i have more than enough time to write. so requests are open!

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*some of these prompts aren’t mine and some are. the ones that aren’t have been pulled from multiple places.*

1. “please just kiss me already.”

2. “it’s freezing, come here.”

3. “hey. don’t listen to them.”

4. “are you that desperate?”/ “for you? yes.”

5. “i think i’m in love with you.”

6. “steal the blankets again and i’ll put my cold feet on you.”

7. “you talk too much.”

8. “no, i’m not jealous.”

9. “please, don’t go.”/ “these days spent apart will only make us stronger.”

10. “quit looking at me, you’re making me nervous.”

11. “stop being so attractive!”

12. “...you look amazing.”

13. “you were right.”/ “i’m always right”

14. “when was the last time you took a break?”

15. “morning sleepy head.”

16. “i could just kiss you!”

17. “it’s late, shouldn’t you be asleep?”/ “well, i can’t sleep so scoot over”

18. “i thought you weren’t hungry.” … “you want a bite?”

19. “are we about to kiss right now?”/ “do you wanna kiss me?”

20. “stay the night?”

ANGST

21. “we’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

22. “oh cry me a river.”

23. “there. are you satisfied now?”

24. “you deserve so much better.”

25. “i hate you.”/ “no you don’t.”

26. “holding everything in doesn’t help y’know?”

27. “i knew it, you’re in love with them.”

28. “i am not the one. watch yourself.”

29. “and that makes it okay?”

30. “fuck off!”/ “fuck you!”

31. “unbelievable.”

32. “grow up.”

33. “i don’t like who i am around you.”

34. “yeah, of course, i’m always the problem.”

35. “don’t flatter yourself, i don’t need you.”

36. “i’m sorry… i just don’t feel the same.”

37. “do you ever take responsibility for your own actions?”

38. “it’s my fault, i took it too far.”

39. “no. repeat what you just said.”

40. “your definition of love is seriously skewed.”

MISC.

41. “it’s three in the morning…”

42. “those things you said yesterday… did you mean them?”

43. “how much did you drink?”

44. “i’m not that drunk!”

45. “run!”

46. “you’re such a big baby.”

47. “will you shut up? you’re gonna get us caught!”

48. “is this really necessary?”

49. “when i die, i’m going to haunt the fuck out of you”

50. “oh, fuck that.”

51. “hey hey, do me a favor? shut up.”

52. “take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

53. “it’s been a while.”

54. “ouch. that really wounded me.”

55. “what are you doing?”/ “isn’t it obvious?”

56. “you can’t just fight your way through life!”

57. “whats got you so happy?”

58. “i’m serious!”/ “...you’re smiling.”

59. “ok... promise you won’t get mad?”

60. “alright, relax. i’m not that dumb.”

SUMMERTIME PROMPTS

61. amusement park

62. picnic

63. brunch

64. camping

65. going on a cruise

66. drive-in movie

67. stargazing

68. water park

69. going to the beach

70. beach volleyball

71. water balloon fight

72. fishing

73. catching fireflies

74. road trip

75. hiking

76. barbecue

77. sleepover

78. gardening

79. afternoon nap

80. early morning jog

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tanzaniiite · 3 years

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BREAK UP BLUES • PRETTY SETTER SQUAD

requests: OPEN

warnings: break ups

a/n: i ‘ve had one break up in my whole 18 years of living, therefore i’m an expert 😋

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alt. title: how the p.s.s. reacts when you break up with them

he would be so… lost

suga seems like the type of person that when he loves, he loves hard

so when you come out of the blue (seemingly) talking about breaking up, he will literally be at a lost for words

genuinely won’t understand and will try to hear you out but the drumming in his ears is way too loud for him to hear anything your saying

“..but yeah, i’m not ready for a relationship and i just need to work on myself right now”

“yeah yeah of course, i.. uh, hope you find yourself”

ngl this man is bitter abt the break up, you claim you need to work on yourself which is fine but why would you put yourself in a relationship if you weren’t technically ready?

kōshi is heartbroken for the most part, and would like to still be friends with you after his wounds heal

but that idea is immediately thrown out the window when he sees you in a relationship only after six months of y’all breaking up

i thought you had to work on yourself?

most likely caught on to the fact you wanted to break up long before it happens

he’s observant and he loves you, of course he’ll notice

thinks it’s because he doesn’t spend much time with you or because he isn’t huge on pda

starts to change himself to fit what he thinks you want, gets to the point where he’s not even himself

kenma just loves you so much and although he’ll never vocalize it; he doesn’t want to lose you

so if he had to become a different person for you to stay, then he will

unfortunately this just makes things worse

“kozume, we should break up. these past few months have been weird and it’s like i don’t even know who you are”

he can’t even respond. can’t tell if he’s more distraught over you breaking up with him or from you calling him by his last name

you’ve never done that, even when the two of you were just friends

doesn’t fight you on your decision, he’s tired

once the whole ordeal is said and done, he calls kuroo

being his best friend, kuroo has seen kenma sad before but…

this was the first time he’s ever heard kenma cry so openly

i have never wrote for this man, pls have mercy

anyways he personally reminds me of myself

meaning he has that, “i’ll hurt you before you hurt me” mentality (aka. self sabotaging)

is it healthy? absolutely not but he can’t help it

if he feels you becoming distant or seemingly pulling away from him little by little, he will become extremely paranoid

now semi doesn’t seem like the type to beg anyone to stay with him because that’s just not his style

but he’ll definitely fight until he can’t no more

the nail in the coffin was when he saw your stuff disappear from your shared apartment little by little

obviously confronts you about it and swears his heart stopped when you say you’re moving back in with your parents for a bit

eita knew what that meant, he wasn’t stupid

so before you can utter another word, he blurts out:

“we should break up.”

“h-huh?”

can tell he caught you off guard and despite being upset, he can’t help but feel a little proud

he got to hurt you, before you hurt him

…but then why was he hurting so much?

it’s mutal… or so you thought

akaashi would be shocked when you bring up the idea of breaking up

but because he’s in tune with his emotions, he wouldn’t show it

instead he’ll pretend he was thinking abt the same thing, when he definitely was not

“i think we should break up, keiji. i’m just not feeling this relationship anymore, sorry”

“no need to apologize, i was just thinking the same thing”

on the inside he would be so confused

where did he go wrong? was it something he did? was he so boring that you got bored of the relationship?

all these questions with no answers

he strikes me as the type to throw himself into his work on a regular basis but this increased tenfold once you break up with him

it’s to the point where he neglects himself and bokuto has to come over or this man will starve

doesn’t cry abt it, obviously he’s sad but he just doesn’t have it in him to cry

crying won’t fix anything, so why bother?

you announcing that you want to break up throws him for a loop

he genuinely didn’t see anything wrong with your relationship so he’s hella confused

“you.. want to break up?”

“yeah, i just think we should move on and see other people”

“why? i don’t want to see other people, i want you”

this poor man

of course he respects your decision, no matter how much he hates it

and i feel like he wouldn’t register the fact the two of you broke up until he vocalizes it

“what happened between you and y/n?”

“oh. we broke up”

“…we broke up”

that’s when it hits him the hardest

doesn’t seem like the type to cry about it but he has shed a few tears

kageyama will just throw himself into his volleyball career and swear off dating for a while

he doesn’t want to put himself out there just to get his heart broken again

this man has been through break ups before so this isn’t his first rodeo

but honestly wasn’t expecting it, he thought y’all were good

clearly not

“—i’m sorry, i wish you nothing but the best though”

he tuned out the minute he heard break up and didn’t tune back in until that last bit

and unlike semi, oikawa does strike me as the type to beg you to stay

“you really wanna give this up?”

“come on cutie, we can work this out!”

“why are you giving up on us?”

“y/n… please.”

it’s extremely painful for both you and him (more so him, of course)

i hope you aren’t too close with his friends bc they will avoid you, especially iwaizumi

it’s nothing personal but they knew tooru first and they don’t want to “betray” him

oikawa will cry about the whole thing but only by himself

to the public, he’s perfectly fine.

“better off without you” he says

it’s not like the love of his life broke his heart, why wouldn’t he be fine?

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tanzaniiite · 3 years

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ROAD TRIP • SEIJOH THIRD YEARS

requests: OPEN

warnings: cursing & stupid high school antics

word count: 2.2k

a/n: this idea has been on my noggin for so long omg, enjoy!

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this was fun, should i do more fics like this?

“Ugh, are we there yet?”

Oikawa whined looking out the window with a forlorn look as if he was in a music video. You glanced at Iwaizumi, who was at the wheel, snickering slightly as you saw his eye twitch in annoyance. The five of you decided to take a road trip, sort of like a last hurrah, for your last year of high school.

This originally started as a small trip that was planned on senior ditch day but Matsun and Makki wanted to do a road trip. And so, senior ditch day morphed into senior ditch weekend. Of course, none of your parents approved this, so you guys were in for an earful when you returned. But as Hanamaki stated, when you got a screaming voicemail from your guardian, “Live in the moment, worry about that later”. And despite that being terrible advice, you listened anyway.

The destination of your little road trip is Tokyo which was a five to six hour drive. Some might say that’s not too long but traveling with Oikawa it feels like an eternity. He was already complaining. That was mainly because he was upset that you got shotgun and he didn’t. Originally you planned on sitting in the back with the disaster duo but Hajime insisted you sit in the front with him. Something about you being the most tolerable. Iwaizumi was obviously the driver because he’s the most responsible out of you five. It’s weird to think you guys just planned this trip just a week prior.

“So what are we doing for senior ditch day?”

You asked setting your tray down and sitting in between Matsukawa and Hanamaki. Issei just scoffed lightly, “I dunno what you’re doing but I’m sleeping” He answered. Takahiro laughed in agreement. “Probably practicing” Tooru replied. You pouted at their lame responses, “Hajime please tell me you have better plans than these losers” You pleaded. Iwaizumi looked up from his notes, “Uh, I don’t know, I’m probably going to come to school” He shrugged ignoring your disgusted face.

“I know y’all are not serious. This is the last year we’re going to be together like this, we should do something memorable”

You declared crossing your arms over your chest glaring at your friends. “Ew, you sound like Oikawa, getting all sentimental and shit” Makki quipped popping a french fry in his mouth. You stuck your tongue out at him playfully. Oikawa hummed, “I mean they do have a point, let’s do something we’ll remember for years to come”. “Whatever, I guess I’m down” Matsukawa added rolling his eyes. The four of you looked at Iwaizumi, who mentally checked out of the conservation a while ago, waiting for his answer. “Count me out, my parents will kill me if I skipped school” He responded, causing the lot of you to groan. “Ugh, can you not be an upstanding student for like two seconds” You huffed leaning your head in your hand. Now the brunette looked up, “You guys know how my parents are, especially you Shittykawa” He stated, pointing his pencil at the setter. “Yeah yeah, we know how your parents are. Y/n’s parents are just as bad” Issei voiced.

You couldn’t help but internally groan, you remember how your guardians reacted when you brought the four boys to your house. “Don’t remind me. Senior Ditch Day is on a Friday, we barely do anything as is since it’s the end of the year” You said, “plus, you’re the only one of us that drives decently” You stated mustering up your best puppy dog eyes. Hajime looked at you before answering, “Fine, but if I get in trouble. You guys will be the ones talking to my parents”. And from there, the planning commenced.

Currently, you guys were only an hour out of Miyagi. Issei was already knocked out, Hanamaki was on his phone and Oikawa was sulking as per usual. “If you ask me if we’re there yet, one more time, I’ll have Makki push you out the car” He threatened his eyes never leaving the road. “Makki wouldn’t do that to me” Tooru claimed which caused ‘Hiro to snort. “Shut up, you know I will” He stated not even bothering to look up from his phone. Oikawa let out a dramatic gasp, “But we’re going 85 miles an hour on a highway!” He exclaimed. “Did I stutter?” Takahiro mumbled, still not paying any attention to his captain’s dramatics.

This was going to be a long four hours.

You woke up leaning against something super warm, you opened your eyes taking in your surroundings. You weren’t in the front anymore, from what you could see, it looked like Oikawa got his wish of riding shotgun. You sat up rubbing the sleep from your eyes, “Oh, good morning sleeping beauty” Oikawa teased. You were too sleepy and disoriented to come up with a witty comeback.

“Why.. why is Issei driving?”

That’s when you noticed Iwaizumi was the warm surface you were leaning against moments before. “I got tired of driving, we stopped at a gas station and switched places” Hajime explained noticing your confused face, “and you were sleeping so we moved you to the back”. You realized that not only were you leaning against Iwa but your legs were propped up on Makki’s lap. You nodded slightly, still tired despite waking up from a nap. “We spoil them rotten, don’t we?” ‘Hiro commented pinching your thigh causing you to whine slightly. “Shut up” You mumbled leaning into Iwaizumi’s side once again making him chuckle. Matsukawa looked at you through the rearview mirror,

“That’s right, Y/n gets all grumpy when they’re tired”

“Issei… focus on not crashing the car, not on me”

Oikawa let out a low whistle, “Woah, catty much?” He asked rhetorically laughing slightly. You rolled your eyes, “Whatever, how much farther?” You asked closing your eyes. Hajime glanced at his phone, “Two more hours” He replied. Tooru made a choked noise before turning around to face his childhood best friend. “Uh! They ask you if we’re there and get an answer, but when I ask, I get threatened?!” The brunette cried his eyebrows furrowing. The ace rolled his eyes, “Yeah, cause they’re not fucking annoying about it” He retorted. You pointed at Oikawa while laughing at his shocked face causing him to pout and crossed his arms like a toddler throwing a tantrum. “Uh oh, I think it’s Oikawa’s turn for a nap” Makki joked. Matsun hummed in agreement, “Yup, Y/n gets grumpy and Oikawa gets bratty” He laughed.

“Ugh whatever, at least I don’t snore like a chainsaw”

“Says the man who can’t sleep in any other position besides fetal”

“Dude shut up! It’s comfortable!”

Iwaizumi sighed, already knowing this petty argument wouldn’t end anytime soon. He looked down at you, “Who are you messaging?” Hajime inquired, peering at your phone. “No one, just some first years in my DMs” You hummed noncommittally. “You still leading those poor kids on?” Hanamaki asked. Glancing at Makki you pursed your lips, “I’m not leading them on… I’m just entertaining the antics” You replied smiling innocently and batting your eyelashes. “Yo, remember when that one first year confessed to you in the middle of lunch?” Issei asked slowing at a red light. You sat up suddenly, “Oh my god yes! That was so embarrassing!” You exclaimed. “You were embarrassed? Imagine the kid when you rejected him” Iwaizumi countered raising an eyebrow. “The second-hand embarrassment was strong on that one” Takahiro agreed, “Y/n’s a heartbreaker,” He said shaking his head.

You gasped, “I’m not! I’m just not interested in people like three years younger than me” You explained defending yourself. “Well, your choices are limited, since all the people in our grade are scared of us for whatever reason” Tooru stated with his eyes closed and head leaning on the window, looking like he would clonk out soon. “Yeah cause y’all are intimidating as fuck” You claimed. Issei chuckled, “Mm, yeah we kinda are” He admitted. “If they really liked you, they wouldn’t be scared to confess” Hajime shrugged. You smiled widely, “Ok king! My fault” You laughed giving him a high five. “Wait but if we’re so intimidating how come girls are always throwing their panties at Oikawa” Hanamaki questioned.

“Cause he’s not the intimidating one, it’s mainly Iwa and Matsun”

“Matsun is not intimidating, he looks out of it half of the time”

“Not out of it, more like zooted”

You quipped, laughing when Issei playfully glared at you through the rearview mirror. “Bro, remember when Kindaichi found out we were going on this trip and asked to come?” Takahiro laughed. “Stop! Y’all are so mean to him” You said kicking Makki slightly with your foot. Matsukawa snorted, “No cause what did he expect us to say, “Sure buddy you can come!” Like dude nooo,” He mocked laughing loudly. You bit your lip in an effort to not laugh, “Stop this Kindaichi slander at once” You demanded holding back your own giggles. “Okay Y/n, are you saying that you would’ve said yes if he asked you?” The wing spiker inquired giving you a look. “Well.. no—” You started. “Exactly! You’re just as bad as us” Issei interjected.

“No, I am not! You two literally looked at each other and busted out laughing, you didn’t even answer the poor boy”

“Sorry… it was funny”

“That shit was hilarious”

Hajime cleared his throat, “Is Trashykawa sleeping? Haven’t heard him talk in a while” He asked drawing shapes into your shoulder absentmindedly. Matsun glanced at his friend who was definitely passed out against the window. “Yeah, he’s gone” The middle blocker responded.

“Should we draw on his face?”

…

“Oh absolutely”

The car was fairly silent now, you guys were nearing the end of your road trip and it was later in the day. The sky was littered with reds and oranges as the sun started its daily routine. The sunset was bold, radiant, and just plain mesmerizing, you couldn’t help but stare in awe. You sighed inwardly, “I’m gonna miss you guys” You uttered looking out the window. Your four guy friends looked at each other before looking at you. Iwaizumi spoke up first, “What’s there to miss? We’re not going anywhere” He asked. “I know that but who knows when the next time we’ll do something like this?” You whispered refusing to look at them because you knew you would start crying if you did. Hanamaki nudged your foot with his hand, “Y/n stop being such a baby, we’ll still see each other—” He started before you interrupted.

“That’s not the point stupid. We’re all going our own separate ways. Iwaizumi’s going to school in America, Oikawa’s going to fucking Argentina, and we’re all going to different colleges. This sucks ass, I finally have a group of friends I love and now I have to leave them—”

“Hey, what did we just say? We’re not going anywhere. So what if we’re going down different paths? Holidays exist Y/n, you think Iwaizumi and Oikawa are gonna stay in America and Argentina all year round? Plus me and Makki’s colleges are not that far from yours, I could probably walk if I wanted to. Now stop sulking, you’re bringing down the mood”

Issei stated his eyes never once drifting from the road. You sniffed and leaned into Hajime’s side more, “Jeez, sorry” You mumbled playing with your fingers. If the car wasn’t quiet before, it sure was now. No one knew what to say, it seemed too early to make a joke about it and it was a conversation none of you were ready to have. But despite not being ready, Oikawa still voiced his opinion nevertheless,

“Well would you look at that, Y/n really does love us. And I thought you hated me”

You snorted, “I do hate you” You teased making a face at him which he gladly returned. But his demeanor suddenly became serious,

“Adding on to what Mattsun said, we’re not leaving forever Y/n. Graduation is like three months away, we still have time to hang out plus we have the summer so there’s that. I know you love us and can’t possibly live without us but I think you’ll manage”

You blinked in response to Oikawa’s little spiel, “You are so corny” You huffed looking down so he wouldn’t notice the small tears in your eyes.

“Ah! So when I do it it’s corny, what about that whole pitch Matsun did?!”

“Hey, I wasn’t corny. I was being real”

“Please, as if, you were just being mean”

“It’s called tough love, it isn’t made for softies”

Watching the two of them go back and forth once again was entertaining. And when Makki and Iwaizumi joined in, it was just one hundred times better. But seeing your best friends interact with one another just made you realize how much you love them. And although this may be your guy’s last high school adventure, it wasn’t going to your last endeavor with this crazy bunch. You smiled slightly to yourself,

“Man, I really do love you guys”

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BF TEXTS • TSUKISHIMA K.

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warnings: typos.. probably

a/n: time to go back into my tsukishima kei phase 🏃🏽‍♀️

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ACCIDENTAL CONFESSION • IWAIZUMI H.

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a/n: this was suppose to be “being in a gc with sejoh third years” but my love for iwaizumi said “no ❤️”

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tanzaniiite · 3 years

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DAD BOD • SINGLE DAD DAICHI

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warnings: body image insecurities

word count: 1.2k

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a/n: this chapter takes place further in the future

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happy birthday to my favorite captain 🥳 and dad bod daichi ftw

“Hey, do have any idea where your father is?”

Suzuki, now sixteen-years-old, glanced at you from her spot on the couch. “No… I think he’s still in the bathroom” She replied watching as your eyes widened slightly in shock.

“Still? I swear if we lose this reservation—”

You muttered slightly, mainly to yourself, as you attempted to put your two-year-old son’s shoes on. “No shoes!” Seiji cried kicking his shoes off for the umpteenth time. You let out an exasperated sigh, it was times like this you wish your husband would help. Seiji admired his father to no end and practically only listened to him. When you found out you were having a boy, you thought he would be a mama’s boy by default. You were sorely mistaken, both Suzuki and Seiji were suckers for their dad. “Ji, please let mommy put on your shoes. Please?” You pleaded but the moment you saw the little pout appear, you knew you lost.

“No shoes!”

“It’s 18:30 (6:30)”

Suzuki called out since you had asked her to keep track of time for you. What the hell is taking him so long? You thought, picking up Seiji and walking to the living room. “Thank you, watch your brother for me. I’m going to check on your dad and make sure he’s not dead” You quipped passing the toddler off to his sister, who welcomed him with open arms. “Hey stink bug, you know, if you don’t put on your shoes you won’t get chicken tenders” The teen fibbed as her brother gaped at her statement.

Knowing he was in good hands, you made your way upstairs to the bathroom. You knocked lightly before entering, “Hey diva, let’s wrap it up, please. I would like to not lose your birthday reservation” You stated, hands on your hips. Normally, Sawamura would let out a small chuckle at your bossiness and tease you on your insistent need to be on time but today, you were met with nothing. “Sorry.. I must’ve lost track of time,” Daichi apologized before turning to you, “how do I look?” He inquired.

You smiled slightly as you looked him over. Daichi was wearing a simple black button-down, paired with matching black slacks and a red tie pulled the whole look together. You always did like how he looked in black. Moving closer to him, you started fixing his crooked tie. “Other than your tie being crooked… you look incredibly handsome” You complimented undoing the tie to retie it.

“Really? Are you sure?”

That question made you freeze. You glanced up at your husband, who wasn’t even looking at you but in the mirror instead. His brown eyes looked downcast as he looked over his appearance. You were quickly able to deduce what this was about, granted you use to ask Sawamura the same thing for months after your son was born. After having Seiji, your body wasn’t the same, most of the baby weight you were able to shed but some remained. You had stretch marks seemingly everywhere. That first year wasn’t the best for you but Daichi was there. Always reassuring you that you were beautiful both with and without your stretch marks. That gaining weight was normal after having a child and that a little more weight never hurt anyone.

You wanted to be the same pillar he was for you.

“What do you mean? Of course, you look handsome,” You claimed looking at him, “do you think otherwise?” You asked raising an eyebrow. Daichi chuckled nervously, he knew how gung ho you were about body positivity and how you hated when others looked down on themselves. He knew he (especially) wasn’t exempt from that. “I… I don’t know, don’t I look.. bigger?” He questioned rubbing the back of his neck.

Turning your attention to the mirror, you knew what he was talking about. Daichi didn’t have the same body he had in high school or even the same body he had in his twenties, duh. Weight is a fickle thing that fluctuates any chance it gets. It also comes with age, you both were way past your twenties and well into your late thirties - early forties. It’s only natural that his body changed, you would be concerned if it hadn’t. You finished tying his tie and walked behind him. Sawamura looked at you as he watched you in the mirror. After wrapping your arms around his torso you spoke,

“Yeah but that’s okay”

“But it looks weird”

“I think it looks hot”

You smirked as Daichi’s cheeks flushed slightly. Good to know that after all these years you could still fluster him. However, his somber mood was quick to return. “Wouldn’t you prefer if I had my more fit body? Like how I was in high school? Or even when we reconnected?” Sawamura asked turning back to look at you. You decided to answer his question with a question, “Do you prefer how I looked before I had Seiji?” You inquired. Daichi’s eyebrow’s furrowed, “What? Of course not—” He started quickly taking your hands into his own.

“Did you like me better without the dozens of stretch marks? Without the baby weight?”

“Y/n, what are you talking about? No, you’re gorgeous just as you are. Before and after Seiji”

You hummed slightly, “Then why would I prefer high school you over current you? Hm?” You questioned crossing your arms over your chest. It took Daichi a second before he started laughing slightly. It didn’t take long before you joined him, “See what I did there?” You laughed. Your husband nodded, running his fingers through his hair, “Yes. I see what you did” He chuckled. You smiled slightly, glad to see him smiling. You pulled him down by the tie and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. “Daichi, I love you for you. I don’t care what you look like, although your looks did play a minor part” You teased pinching his cheek. Daichi just shook his head, “Thank you, love, I needed that,” He claimed pulling you into an embrace that you happily returned.

“Where did this come from anyway?”

“I guess from looking in the mirror too long and..”

“And?”

“It’s embarrassing”

“Hun, we’ve been together for five years and known each other for longer, try me”

Your husband sighed dejectedly and mutter something under his breath. You raised an eyebrow and gave him a look. “I said; Seiji called me a teddy bear the other day” He mumbled not looking in your direction. You couldn’t help but laugh, “That’s so cute! Aw, I’m going to call you teddy bear from now on” You stated a wide smile adorning your face. Daichi ran a hand over his face, attempting to hide his smile, “Please don’t” He pleaded. Before you could even answer, a loud knock interrupted.

“I don’t know what you guys are doing and I don’t want to know but it’s almost 19:00 (7:00)”

Daichi glanced at you, “Isn’t the reservation for 19:30 (7:30)?”. You sighed and closed your eyes in realization, “Yes. Yes it is” You confirmed.

“Also, Ji will not put on his shoes for whatever reason”

Suzuki added. You were on the brink of melting down, Sawamura could see that. You worked so hard to get a reservation at a restaurant that was fully booked all year long just for his birthday. And the fact that your two-year-old won’t put on his shoes was pushing you dangerously close to the edge of a breakdown, was downright embarrassing.

“…I could put on my sirens to get us there faster”

You looked at your husband, your eyes filled to the brink with love.

“I love you so fucking much”

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PROMISE • TENDŌ S.

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warnings: angst then fluff

word count: 696

a/n: dad! tendō, is the best dad. ever. period.

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oof i’ve been on hiatus for a good minute, sorry if this is caca poopoo 🗿

“Ami-baby, why so quiet?”

Satori asked as he strapped his five-year-old daughter in her booster seat. The small red-head just shook her head, her small pigtails swinging with the movement, “No reason daddy, I’m fine” She replied flashing him a big smile. Tendō frowned slightly, he knew that kind of smile, it was fake. He knows his daughter and what she looks like when she’s genuinely happy, that wasn’t it.  

“Daddy? Are you okay?”

“Yeah yeah, daddy’s alright. Let’s head home”

Tendō assured kissing Ami’s forehead before heading to the driver's seat. The ride home was unusually quiet. Normally, your daughter would chat away about her day to whoever was picking her up, whether it be you or him. Today, however, was different. The five-year-old silently played with her tablet, humming softly to music. Satori was still pondering on this fake smile business. He recognized that smile. But he hoped, he prayed that his baby girl wasn’t using that smile for the same reason he did all those years ago. 

“Daddy?” 

“Yes, baby?” 

“…do I look weird?” 

There it was. It took all of Tendō’s power to not turn his car around and find whatever mean-spirited kid decided to taunt his sweet daughter. Instead, he took a deep breath and tried to calm his nerves. “Of course not. Who gave you that idea?” He asked his grip on the steering wheel tightening slightly. Ami swung her feet a little, “Well, some girls said my eyes were too small. That I looked weird... kind of like a monster” She explained looking up at her dad through the rear-view mirror. Satori slowed at a red light before turning to face his daughter. 

“Ami-baby.. some kids are cruel and they can say some mean things. But that doesn’t make them true. Sweetheart, you are so so beautiful and your eyes are amazing. I mean you did get them from your handsome daddy after all” 

Your daughter giggled slightly. 

“And if these girls bother you again, please tell your teacher. Tell mommy and me too, you know mommy doesn’t play—” 

“Yeah! Mommy would beat their butt!” 

Tendō chuckled, he couldn’t even disagree, you would definitely try to fight first graders if he let you. “Yes, yes she would. Can I tell you, something baby?” Satori asked continuing the drive home. Your daughter’s eyes lit up at the prospect of a secret.  

“A secret?!” 

“Not necessarily but sure” 

He started keeping his eyes trained on the road. Satori’s past continued to haunt him to this day. He only ever talked to Ushijima, you, and his high school counselor about his childhood. Tendō doubts his five-year-old would understand the depth behind this. And he wondered if she knew what she experienced today was bullying, considering she got over it quickly. But he felt as if he should share this with her, it felt like the right thing to do.  

“When I was a kid.. other kids made fun of my appearance too. In their defense, I did have an awful bowl cut—” 

“But bowl cuts are cool daddy! It’s like you have a bowl on your head!” Ami exclaimed causing her dad to chuckle. 

“Yeah, I guess bowl cuts are kind of cool. Anyway, because I looked different, I was picked on. They would call me a freak.. a monster” Satori started taking a shaky breath. Damn, it’s been a while since he’s talked about this. How long has it been? Ami pouted, “You’re not a monster daddy, you’re the nicest person I know” She claimed her small eyebrows furrowed. After fully parking the car in the garage. Tendō couldn’t help but smile at his daughter.  

“Thanks, baby, that means a lot. But you’re like a mini-me, and kids might make fun of your appearance. Don’t give them that satisfaction, you’re not weird looking and you are anything but a monster. You are a kind, smart, and gorgeous girl. I need you to remember that, always. Can you promise me that?” 

Ami, now looking uncharacteristically serious, nodded, “I promise, daddy”. And that made Satori’s smile double in size. He ruffled her hair slightly,  

“I love you, Ami-baby”

“I love you more daddy!”

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tanzaniiite · 3 years

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(STEP) DAD HEADCANONS • USHIJIMA W.

requests: OPEN

warnings: none!

a/n: i already have a fic abt this, you can read it here. enjoy! 💜

my first semester was so hard wtf

like i stated before, i don’t see ushijima having kids unless his s/o desperately wants kids

i am taking criticism, that’s new

he just gives me strong step-dad vibes (i would know, given i have one lmao)

as a step father, he will treat your child(ren) as his own, period.

and i’m aware that it’s kind of a fanon thing that ushijima is clueless when it comes to kids and i have to agree

he’s an only child and his main focus in life is volleyball, what does this dude know abt kids, let’s be honest guys🧍🏽‍♀️

but ushijima tries, he may not always succeed but he tries

if you ever need help with your kid(s), he will be there. whether it’s financially or emotionally

‘toshi would never try to replace your kid(s)’ absentee parent. that is not his intention, he just wants to be there for you and your kid(s)

literally needs your child(ren)’s blessing, refuses to move on without it

no matter how many times you tell him that it’s not necessary… but you gotta admit, it’s really sweet

goes out of his way to learn more abt your kid(s) and their interests. he then tries to use that info to get closer to them

despite his stoic exterior, he genuinely wants your kid(s) to like him. ushijima feels like his relationship with you isn’t complete until he has an established relationship with the kid(s)

don’t mistake this as him only getting close to the kid(s) only for you, he loves your kid(s), just as much as he loves you. he just would rather your kid(s) know he cares for them

tries to teach them volleyball, if they’re into it, omg he will go apeshit. he will be so happy, you don’t understand

when you two have an argument, he definitely understands if the kid(s) choose not to speak to him for a while. you’re their parent, so it’s only natural that they would have your back. he doesn’t expect anything less

if the absentee parent isn’t absent and is actually present in your child(ren)’s, he will try to get along with them. he has no ill will against them (unless they did something unforgivable). ngl it pisses your ex off how unbothered ushijima is

if or when your child(ren) call him dad,, he doesn’t know how to feel. he thinks he’s happy but he’s not sure. talks to you about it. when you explain that it means your child(ren) see him as a father figure and that they trust him, he’s overjoyed

they see him as a dad? they trust him? wow

ushijima wakatoshi is a great step-dad. and that’s just what it is 😌

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