#weeklypromptevent

[shingia]

hihi alma💕how have you been? can i get atsumu + 🥀 tysm!!

hiii love, i’m doing great, hope you are too !! <33 this turned out being a bit longer than expected but anywaysss

-> enjoy atsumu being a hopeless romantic and the sweetest son ever <3 (sorry samu)

-> atsumu x gn!reader | fluffy af | word count : 0.7K

for as long as the twins could remember, the backyard of the miya family had always been very colorful - their mother's devotion to this little corner of nature was truly admirable.

and when osamu was out with his friends, atsumu often found himself wandering around the flower beds, his gaze attracted from all sides by the colored petals. and his mom was always more than happy to teach her solitary son one or two things about botany.

“yellow roses with red tips, if you ever feel like you’re falling in love”

atsumu was eleven the day he cut three of these from his backyard’s prettiest bush. he knew he had to hurry, because according to his mom’s wise words, he had to give them to you while falling in love. and he had no idea of how much time this was supposed to last.

palms sweaty from the stress, the stems he was holding in his hand had taken a brownish tint and looked like a crumpled mess by the time he handed them to you. obviously you tried your best to salvage them, immediately filling a pencil pot with lukewarm water to put them in. but you were unsuccessful, and to this day, you could still remember his disappointed pout when you told him they had died during the night.

“ivory roses, to show that you care”

it was your during your last year of middle school, in the middle of a major flu epidemic. you were unfortunately bed-ridden for about a week, and atsumu was as concerned as a young teenager could be.  

little by little, he had started to realize that the things he had learned from his mom were his favorite way of communicating. but flowers were not ‘cool’. other thirteen years old were not seen walking the streets with a rose in their hand, for most of them they were too busy hanging out together near the playground behind the school.

but atsumu was a shrewd boy, whose mother had taught how to dry flowers between heavy books he had never even read. and if he could not bring himself to openly offer you this ivory rose he had been dying to see in your hands, he could still hide it between the pages of your maths lesson, and hopefully bring a smile to your feverish face.

“peach roses for sincerity and gratitude. they’re the prettiest ‘thank you’”

one year. one entire year had passed since that awfully awkward first-date at the end of your first year at inarizaki. you were atsumu’s pride and joy, and he was infinitely thankful for you. all of you. but more than that, he was thankful for whatever miracle had made it possible for you to tolerate him.

he was clingy, possessive, hot-headed, and well aware of that. but he had never heard a single complaint or a sigh of annoyance escape your lips, which were always so prompt to meet his at times where he didn’t even know he needed a kiss.

under these circumstances, did he really need a special occasion to show up at your house on a bright sunday morning with the long-awaited peach rose, smiling in spite of a thorn slowly digging into his pinky? definitely not. but he made a mental note out of double-checking for any thorn left on the stem, because the next week of practice had been horribly painful for him.

“and red roses are for love. but true love, tsumu, so don’t ever joke about that”

true love. it did sound like a beautiful thing in the bedside stories that mrs. miya read her two sons before bed. but it sounded even more beautiful in the form of your wedding vows, which you recited in a voice strangled by emotion at the young age of 21. as usual, many people seemed to have an opinion on atsumu’s choices of life. some people called it being too impulsive, immature, reckless. 

but his mom knew. she had known as soon as her eyes had laid on the red rose at the buttonhole of his costume. and this time, it was not crumpled by his sweaty hands, not dried in the pages of a book, not even thorny. just a red rose that many people would have rather seen white.

maybe her son was impulsive, maybe he was immature and reckless - but he had listened. more than she would have ever imagined. and if the shiny rings adorning your fingers weren’t serious enough, then nothing would ever be.

#uh... i kinda like what i wrote ? 😳 #that never happens wtf? #weeklypromptevent #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu #atsumu fluff #atsumu drabble #atsumu oneshot #haikyuu fluff

[catwithangerissues]

at this point it’s not even funny how predictable i am but anyways

for the prompt can i have suna + c,i,j,s please ? 👉🏼👈🏼 (leave the i if it’s too much)

Suna Rintaro C, I, J, S

It’s not too much! I’ll write Suna anytime bro😌💚

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Sleepy cuddler, often rolls over while you two are napping and throws an arm around you to pull you close. He likes to cuddle after a hard practice, after he showers of course, because he’s a sucker for when you play with his hair. He likes when you trace hearts or words on his back or stomach with your fingertips. Rin loves to spoon, and he loves it even more when you fall asleep listening to his heart beat or voice.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He was way too nervous to say it first, but he ended up saying it while the two of you were cuddling, your head on his chest and one of his hands petting your head or hair, the other on your back.

You were drifting in and out of sleep- trying to stay awake while he spoke to you about his day, but he knew you were falling asleep, he thought it was quite cute and smiled softly at you.

After a while, when he thought you were completely asleep, he whispered a small ‘I love you’ in your ear before kissing your head and promptly falling asleep himself.

If it hadn’t been for his shifting of positions to whisper to you, you wouldn’t have been awake enough to hear him, but when you woke up the next morning and said it back- his face turning bright red and looking away- he mumbled something about how you were too cute when you slept and he couldn’t help it-

Long story short, it was a pretty commonly shared phrase from then on.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Suna doesn’t really get jealous, he gets a little annoyed though. If Atsumu is playfully flirting it up with you then he usually just rolls his eyes and tells him to knock it off, but if someone is not taking the hint when you’re trying to brush off a conversation or they’re getting too close- he will gladly throw and arm around you, tell them off and pull you into a hug after they’re gone so you feel safe.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He’s not overprotective, he just likes to be close to you. You’re comfy, he says. He likes to lean on you or have an arm around you, or even just rest his head on your shoulder while you’re doing something. It’s not meant to be ‘I’m doing this to show off that they’re my s/o’ it’s just natural and comfortable for him, but others can take it that way.

When he needs to feel safe, he finds his safe haven in your arms, tucked and nuzzled under your chin/in your neck. Your scent, whatever your spray of choice smells like, is comforting to him. Your skin is so soft and warm, and he loves it when you wear his shirts or hoodies, adding to the familiarity of it all.

Sometimes, if he’s feeling anxious or upset about something, he’ll give you a small tug on your sleeve or bottom hem of your top, a silent way of asking for your affection. He may not be one for many words, but he makes up for it with his actions.

Taglist: @sunalma @toworuu

Hope you liked this one! 💚

#weeklypromptevent #haikyu #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu rintaro suna #suna rintaro x reader #haikyuu suna #hq suna #suna rintaro headcanons #suna rintaro fluff #suna headcanons #suna rinatro #inarizaki #suna x y/n

[shingia]

Hiii!!!

I don’t know if we can request more than one for the weekly prompt. But if we can, can I get another iwazumi with 🦿? I’m really interested to see what you come up with.

Also, how are you?

hiii !! you sure can ! thanks for the request btw, it took me some time to come up with an idea but i think i’m satisfied with it (hope you’ll be too !) <3 and i’m doing good thx, my sister’s coming home tomorrow and i haven’t seen her in two months so that’s pretty cool :) how about you ? <3

-> ladies, gents and non binary friends, have some dad! iwaizumi being a finding nemo enthusiast

-> timeskip! iwaizumi x f!reader | mainly fluff | also, dad iwa <3 | word count : 0.7K

there was absolutely nothing in this world that could not be cured by the heavenly sight you came home to every evening after a long and exhausting day of work. a moody boss, grumpy clients, a broken coffee machine… it all disappeared the moment your eyes laid on the tiny hand of your daughter gripping your husband’s pinky, her two pigtails tickling the hollow of his neck.

it was an immutable ritual, as established as the earth rotating around the sun, your daughter’s evenings were all spent snuggled up against iwa’s chest. you were actually starting to fear the day this habit would have to be broken.

but she was only three - and time flowed so quickly that you did not have much time to be nervous about the future.

bag dropped to the floor, you hurried to the living room where you were greeted by one sleepy smile and one bright grin. « i think daddy’s falling asleep » you chuckled, pressing a loud kiss on your daughter’s chubby cheeks before doing the same on iwa’s forehead. « no he’s not » he corrected you with a poorly convincing frown, his hand reaching for your cheek to pull you in for another kiss. a real one this time. behind you, the tv was loud - louder than you would have wanted it to be - and it only took you a few seconds to recognize what movie was playing.

« haji. again ? it’s the fourth time this week ! » you exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger at the screen where nemo’s dad was frantically looking for his son on the screen.

hearing your words, your daughter outstretched her short arm towards you, her hand wide open as she uttered a slurred « f-five ».

you didn’t know what was the most surprising, the fact that your 30 year-old husband was willingly watching ‘finding nemo’ for the fifth time this week, or the fact that your three-year-old daughter had actually kept count.

« what ? you’re gonna sue me for liking this fuc- this stupid fish ? » he dramatically sighed, bringing her closer like they were an exclusive club you were obviously not part of. and she did not seem to mind it, imitating her father’s loud sigh with her high-pitched voice.

amused at the thought that you had really made a carbon copy of your husband, you headed to the kitchen to get a glass of water. watching them from afar, you took a few seconds to properly appreciate the blessed sight of your two stubborn hotheads, both getting soft in front of a clownfish on his first day of school. but the smile on your lips had a bittersweet taste, because the reason behind iwa’s choice of movie was very clear to you, and it brought an unwanted twinge to your heart.

as lighthearted as it was, the story of a fish with an atrophied fin sounded a bit too familiar to your family for his choice to be a coincidence. because under the blanket they were both tucked in was hiding what had been - and would probably always be - your daughter’s biggest insecurity. indeed, resting on iwa’s thighs was not only her sweet and plump figure, but also the cold metal of the artificial leg she still had to get used to.

maybe this movie was his way of coping, all while showing her that, if anything, being different was a strength more than a weakness. but you were not worried about your daughter at all, because whoever was raised by iwaizumi hajime was destined to reach their goals. it was a fact, even more established than their daily father-daughter routine, which was no small thing to say.

whatever support she lacked, her father was here to make up for it, lifting her a bit higher every day until she’d learn to walk alone. he probably thought that he still had a long way to go, but you knew from the way she immediately called for him in the morning that he was already the greatest hero of her life - and yours.

#dad iwa has my whole heart and even more #but dad iwa watching finding nemo owns my entire life #weeklypromptevent #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi hajime #haikyuu fluff #iwaizumi fluff

[catwithangerissues]

I really hope I’m in the right area for this weeks event!? Can I request maybe sitting in front of the fireplace with either ushijima, sakusa, or aone (pick whichever you want to do I’m good with any) please! Thank you thank you thank you and I hope you are having a great day!💖

Sakusa Kiyoomi - ‘Fireplace I love you’s’

✧ Yes! You’re in the right place- well, 1/2 😅 I have some other drabbles planned for Ushijima, so here I am again writing for Omi😌

✧ Warnings: Fluff??? I always write aged up characters- no exceptions!

‘I love you’s’ with Omi weren’t rare, but they were definitely few and far between. Not because he didn’t enjoy or want to remind you of just how much he adored you, but because he never wanted you to get tired of it. Never wanted you to get so used to those words coming from his lips- rather, from his heart- that they lost their magic.

He reminded himself of that now, just like every time he felt this way- in awe of your beauty and tranquility- as he saw you lying asleep on the couch in your shared living room. Fireplace lit across from you, an open book on your chest with binding clutched in one hand, a tea that had long since gone cold on the coffee table, and the fluffy blanket he knew was your favorite draped across your legs. Messy hair strewn about the arm you were laying on, lips slightly parted and chest rising evenly.

You would’ve playfully smacked him for staring, if you had been awake. Thinking he was somehow poking fun at you for your vulnerability in that moment, since you always thought you looked terrible when you were sleeping- even when he’d remind you that you really wouldn’t know- but he truly couldn’t think of a sight he preferred to this.

Quietly making way to your side, crouching down next to you to place a soft kiss to your forehead. An equally soft ‘I love you’ escaping his lips and pressing into your skin as his thumb ran over your cheek affectionately.

‘I love you’s’ with Omi weren’t rare, but they were few and far between. But as he moved to shuffle underneath the blanket draped over you, wrapping his arms tightly around your torso, the soft hum of contentment that escaped your lips as you smiled in your sleep, feeling your hands sleepily grasp at his shirt, and pulling him closer with a mumble about wanting to cuddle- nuzzling into his black curls that were still damp from his shower- he found himself biting back the urge to say it a million more times.

He may not say ‘I love you’ as often as some others do, but you’d be hard pressed to say Kiyoomi didn’t mean it every single time the words did escape him. And maybe this time, he’d say it as much as he always wanted to, earning those pretty sleepy smiles out of you that he adored oh so much.

✧ Homies I have absolutely no idea if this was really good or really bad, but I liked the concept! Also- I looked it up and apparently “I love you’s” with the apostrophe is correct despite looking stupid 😒

✧ Taglist: @sunalma @toworuu

Weekly Prompt Event!

#weeklypromptevent #haikyu #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu sakusa #sakusa hcs #sakusa fluff #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #sakusa kiyoomi #hq sakusa #hq kiyoomi #haikyuu kiyoomi #kiyoomi fluff #kiyoomi headcanons #sakusa x reader #kiyoomi is my husband and i love him

[shingia]

i don’t wanna overwhelm u with too many requests... buttt can i request akaashi + 🌩 pls! <3

of course you can ! i got so excited when i saw your request, the combination of the two is so great !! sorry for answering so late tho </33

-> this is basically me declaring my love for this man because he’s just so very pretty 👉🏼👈🏼

⇢ akaashi x gn!reader | fluff <3 | word count : 0.7K

the rain was pounding mercilessly on the four windows of your apartment as you hurriedly closed the door behind you. a smile washed over your features, relieved to have finally escaped the loud and stormy streets where dozens of colorful umbrellas had been taunting you for forgetting yours.

hair dripping, skin shivering, you were in desperate need of a shower. and since akaashi was probably still at work, you could directly head to the bathroom without stopping by the living room, where he would have been keeping himself busy with a book or two while awaiting your return.

your shower was burning-hot that day, like a revenge on the cold raindrops that had soaked your skin and hair. and the large clothes you put on afterwards were the desperate hug you had needed all day.

the only thing left for this exhausting day to end was dinner, a nice and warm meal that you knew akaashi would be thankful to come home to.

but as you walked out of the bathroom, a ray of dimmed light drew your attention to the half-opened door of your bedroom. it was yellow and steady, the opposite of the one that the thunderbolts sent into the crying sky.

you knew akaashi’s favorite thing about your apartment was the window seat from which you had a breathtaking view of the neighboring rooftops. it was not rare for him to work there, in the safe cocoon of a few pillows he had gotten from his mom, but it was the first time he had fallen asleep - with his cheek pressed against the cold transparency of the glass.

akaashi was art, especially in his sleep. from the end of his obsidian curls to the slender shape of his delicate fingers, he was the most expensive painting and the dream of every sculptor.

the blanket had fallen on the parquet floor, next to his cup of tea and over stacks of paper scribbled with strokes of the pencil he was still loosely holding in his hand. akaashi was talented - everyday you had the honor of watching his sketches come to life with one more line, one more curve that he had thoroughly visualized in his head beforehand. he was art, yet he was the artist.

hesitantly, like a kid walking on ice for the first time, you initiated a step towards him, afraid to disrupt his oh so peaceful sleep. but if the rain lashing against the window and the splashes of cars driving in puddles was not enough to wake him up, your footsteps probably wouldn’t.

however, one did not just barge in a room housing the world’s prettiest work of art ; so you kept quiet and carefully bent over to pick up the blanket. but as you were about to lay it down on his heaving chest, his lips slightly parted, breathing out a low « c’mere » as the thunder rumbled once again.

you thought that his body had stayed still, but as your eyes lowered, you noticed that his left hand had dropped the pencil and that his fingers were now sleepily outstretched towards you.

the window seat was big enough for one, but definitely not for two. and you knew that both of you would only fit if you laid down on top of him. with a flattered chuckle, you politely declined, « keiji, i’ll crush you ».

you never would’ve thought that someone as profoundly asleep as him would be able to sit up straight in such a short amount of time. yet there he was, his eyes only two tired slits as he blindly reached out for your body before slumping back down, a satisfied smile at the feeling of your familiar weigh on top of him.

chin resting on his chest, your view was absolutely breathtaking. the raindrops were dappling his fair skin with round shadows, running from his forehead to his lips in their race to the window frame. and these lips were covered with a thin glossy film left by his tea that you knew was probably blueberry flavoured with a tablespoon of honey and a quarter of lemon juice.

too focused on his heavenly features, the next clap of thunder caught you off guard and made you jolt in surprise. akaashi’s long eyelashes fluttered open as his hands slowly gripped the blanket to secure it around your two bodies. « here, i got you ».

and as his tongue shyly met the curve of your lips, you mentally corrected yourself : not blueberry, definitely peppermint.

#not me having to go to my kitchen bc i forgot what flavors of tea existed #weeklypromptevent #akaashi keiji #akaashi x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #akaashi fluff #hq #haikyuu headcanons

[shingia]

oOo these weekly prompts are so fun!!! thank you so much for doing them!!! ❤️ for the emoji thing - 🥺 and oikawa??? 👀

thank youuu and you’re more than welcome !! i love me some soft oikawa drabble 😌

-> oikawa x gn! reader | fluff | word count : 0.7k

oikawa knew there were different types of « no ».

the generous no when you refused to let him pay for dinner for the fourth time this month. the protective no during your rare arguments about his tendency to overwork himself. the yawny no when you insisted that you were not sleepy even though you had just taken a thirty minutes nap on his lap

he understood, respected and loved all of these in their own way. but there was one particular no that he simply could not come to terms with…

« no. we’re not buying a kitten, tooru. »

sure, you had good arguments. for example, you two had only moved in a month ago and your landlord would probably not like to see his walls scratched by the tiny claws of an overexcited little ball of fur.

but oikawa had good arguments too. well, actually he only had one… and it was excitedly meowing in the plastic carrier he was holding in his arms, already impatient to meet his new family.

you were just getting started on the preparation of dinner when the familiar sound of your front door opening made you look up from the chopping board.

« tooru ? » you asked after a few seconds of silence. 

he was usually quick to greet you with a kiss, or even a tight back hug after a particularly long day. but today seemed to be different, and you were curious to know what was taking him so long to enter the kitchen. something was weird, you could feel it.

so you put your knife down and wiped your hands with a towel before making your way to the hall, which was still deadly silent.

your jaw dropped to the floor before your brain could even process the scene unraveling in front of your eyes. oikawa was knelt on the wooden floor, his lips pursed in concentration as he fumbled with a plastic cage that he was obviously trying to hide from you.

« wh- you have five seconds to tell me what this is » you stated, pointing at the cage from which you could hear muffled meowing. obviously you knew what was going on, what he had done behind your back even though you had expressly forbidden him to do so.

« well, this is charlie » he grinned at you, eyes still filled with apprehension as he finally let his new friend out « but it’s just a temporary name, they told me we could change it ! »

never in your entire life had you seen such a tiny kitten. and he looked so fragile next to oikawa’s broad figure that it took you an incredible amount of mental strength not to bend over and take him in your arms.

« tooru, exactly what part of ‘no’ did you not understand ? » you sighed, struggling to look at him and not keep staring at the said charlie’s shiny eyes.

« baby, pleaseee… just look at his cute little face ! » he whined, standing up as he held it up to your face « he kinda looks like me, don’t you think ? ». 

four pairs of pleading eyes were now staring at you, and you couldn’t tell which ones were the cutest. it took you about ten seconds to finally close your eyes in defeat, incapable to hold their piercing gazes anymore.

« i swear to god if you try to name him tooru junior, i’m sending you back to the adoption center » you sighed, opening one eye to gauge his reaction.

in a flash, his faint smile turned into a bright grin - and you could have sworn that even the kitten’s eyes lit up at your words. they really did look alike.

ever so carefully, your hand started caressing the soft little head of your new roommate, who immediately snuggled up in the crook of your boyfriend’s elbow. seemed like he already had a favorite…

oikawa’s fingers lightly brushed against yours when he placed a protective hand on your his back, which were about the same size. with a tender smile, and without taking his eyes off of him, he mumbled :

« i really don’t see what’s wrong with calling him tooru junior… »

@toworuu @catwithangerissues

#i want a cat now 🥺 #weeklypromptevent #oikawa tooru #oikawa x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu!! #haikyuu drabble #oikawa fluff

[shingia]

i always look forward to ur weekly prompts they’re so cute!! can i pls request 🧸 with iwaizumi <3

of course u can ! <33 (the emoji is so cuteeee plz 🥺)

⇢ iwaizumi x gn!reader | comfort ig? | word count : 0.5K

iwaizumi’s heavy footsteps on the stairs leading to your apartment seemed to be the only noise in the entire building. the leather watch on his wrist indicated 1:48am, meaning that it had taken him exactly 19 minutes to drive to your place, and he internally congratulated himself for being faster than yesterday.

but what else was he supposed to do - if not rushing over - when you had facetimed him in the middle of the night, eyes teary from the nightmare you had just woken up from ?

you absolutely hated to bother him, especially at night since you knew how important his sleep was, but the terrible scenes created by your subconscious had felt so real that you just needed to hear his voice and lay your eyes on his features even for a second. to know that he was still there and not planning on leaving anytime soon.

iwa had refused to listen when you had assured him that you would be able to fall back asleep on your own. because even if it was true, he wanted to be there when you woke up, or to be next to you in case these bad dreams would come back.

when he finally reached your apartment, the familiar smell of home - although it was not his yet - made his muscles feel even more sore and achy. because he knew that he was getting closer and closer to finally laying down by your side, and his body was getting impatient.

as for you, you had gone back to sleep about ten minutes ago. but being engulfed in your boyfriend’s hoodie had not been enough to calm you down, which is why both your arms were tightly wrapped around a brown teddybear he had won for you a few months ago. an endearing sight that made iwa’s lips stretch in a loving smile when his eyes finally laid on your sleeping figure.

he was quick to climb into bed, welcomed by the warmth sheets that were partially covering your body, but he was even quicker to unwrap your arms from the teddy bear, knowing that he would do a much better job at cuddling than a basic plushie.

your lids fluttered open as you felt your arms open wider to welcome a much broader body. and when the familiar weigh of iwa’s arms rested on your waist, you couldn’t help but to let out a sleepy yet happy sigh of satisfaction. “better ?” he cooed, finally resting his head on the pillow, his chin brushing against your forehead.

“much better” you mumbled without even noticing that he had kicked the teddybear out of bed. but there was only one person you needed to hold on to at night ; and when your eyes closed again, your features relaxing in complete peace, iwa felt incredibly proud to be that person.

#weeklypromptevent #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #hajime iwaizumi #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu comfort #iwaizumi fluff #iwaizumi comfort #iwaizumi x reader

[catwithangerissues]

NFWMB by Hozier - Tsukishima Kei

Holy shit this song. It’s so good, the badassery😫 Please go give it a listen!

As per the request of the lovely @baggies-of-eggies :) <3

Warnings: None! Just protective Tsukishima? Hell yeah. (Gender neutral reader!)

“When I first saw you

The end was soon

To Bethlehem it slouched

And then, it must've caught a good look at you”

Your date with Tsukishima had been rudely put to a halt before it could even begin. He had been running a little behind due to practice, but above that the worker, at the cafe you’d planned to meet your boyfriend at, had been trying to chat you up since you stepped foot in the building. It wouldn’t have been that bad if he had just left you alone when you were clearly uninterested. Giving him the cold shoulder and short answers to his questions about your relationship status and phone number.

“Give your heart and soul to charity

‘Cause the rest of you

The best of you

Honey, belongs to me”

You had been nice to the poor guy, but he was starting to get too comfortable with your kindness. You had told him many times that you were meeting someone, as a way to try and wrap up his boastful speech, but he was persistent in thinking your kindness was you returning his flirting. You had tried to laugh off his behavior, but when he started to get too close and even more cocky than before, you began to feel sweat build up in your palms. Unbeknownst to you, there was a pair of honey eyes were glued to the two of you.

“Ain't it a gentle sound, the rolling in the graves?

Ain't it like thunder under earth, the sound it makes?

Ain't it exciting you, the rumble where you lay?

Ain't you my baby, ain't you my baby?”

As the way too creepy and overly cocky cafe worker took a step closer to you, effectively closing you into a secluded corner of the building’s interior, your table had been far from any others, your ears perked up, and the sound of familiar footsteps brought you out of your panic. It sent a chill up and down your spine, you knew those steps, even in such a public place, and by the sound of it, they moved with purpose.

“Nothing fucks with my baby

Nothing can get a look in on my baby

Nothing fucks with my baby

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing,”

The blonde haired middle blocker appeared in your field of view, towering so tall you could see his furrow browed, anger ridden face above the top of the workers own head. “Excuse you, but my partner and I were just about to leave. They were polite when turning you down all those times, but unfortunately, I’m not so kind to less than insignificant people such as you. You’d be wise to move out from between my partner and I.”

“If I was born as a blackthorn tree

I'd wanna be felled by you

Held by you

Fuel the pyre of your enemies,”

The man whipped around at the sound of your boyfriends voice and shadow of his body cast onto the wall behind you. “Oh? And jus-“ Upon noticing the intense and firey look in the middle blockers eyes, the man paused. If one could shoot daggers with a glance, Tsukishima was doing just that. “Whatever dude. Move outta my way.” The man huffed, quickly scampering off from the two of you, clearly taking Tsuuki’s threat to heart. You couldn’t help but notice the resemblance he held to a dog with its tailed tucked between its hind limbs as he hurried away.

The blondes eyes fell on your figure, taking in the sight of your slightly parted lips and widened eyes at his behavior. Tsuuki knew he was never one for an outburst, but having noticed how your eyes never once left him since he had arrived, he couldn’t help the pride swelling in his chest. He threw you a small smirk, pulling you by the waist into his chest and placing his chin on your shoulder. He relished in your thankful embrace and the small praises of thanks you were giving him. He tilted his chin on your shoulder, his lips dangerously close to your ear, grazing over the lobe, hot breath on your neck and large hands gripping tightly onto your hips,..

“No one fucks with my baby.”

(Send an ask if you’d like to be added!) ✨Tag list!: @almalckd @toworuu

🌱What happens next is up to your imagination😌 Hope you liked it! Can’t wait to write more of these! Wasn’t a big Tsukishima simp before, but I’m super happy with this drabble! Alma, you better appreciate that I finally wrote some Tsuuki! Thanks again for the request @baggies-of-eggies !

#weeklypromptevent #haikyu #haikyuu #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu tsukki #tsukishima headcanons #tsukishima scenarios #tsukishima x reader #kei tsukishima #kei tsukki #haikyuu matchups #haikyuu matchup #haikyuu smut

[catwithangerissues]

can i request F, I, and S from the sfw alphabet for sakusa? i love the way you write for him!!

Sakusa Kiyoomi F,I,S

When I say I love this man,, you don’t even know bro😌 I’m so glad you like how I write him, and I hope this lives up to what you imagined 💚

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Kiyoomi feels strongly about commitment, as building trust is harder for him than most people. Once he knows you’re the one, he’s asking Komori, Atsumu, and the rest of the team for advice on when he should pop the question. They’ve never seen him so nervous about something before, but they offer what advice they can. He works hard to make it as magical as possible for you, and when it comes time to ask and you accept, happy tears running down your cheeks and embracing him tightly, he finds himself crying softly into your shoulder because he’s so happy- so excited to have a life with you.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He didn’t plan on saying it when he did, the words just rolled off his tongue so naturally. He froze up at first, eyes widening at the realization of what he’d just said to you. Once you gave him that sweet smile, a hand resting on his cheek telling him it was okay and you loved him too, he couldn’t help the beaming smile that fell upon his features.

That night, he lay in bed looking at the picture of the two of you on his nightstand, curls smooshing gently between his pillow and cheek, and he couldn’t find any regret in him for his words. He knew he loved you long before he actually said it, his anxiety isn’t just of germs alone after all, and even while he hadn’t meant to admit it when he did, he was over the moon that you felt the same.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Sakusa isn’t the least protective person there is, that’s for sure, but he isn’t overbearing. He likes his space, and he understands you need yours too.

He’s protective in regards to your health, always leaving a reminder to take your medicine on the counter with a glass of water on the rare occasion that you do get sick. (He hates knowing you don’t feel well, and he wants to bring that sweet smile he loves so much back to your face as soon as possible!)

He protective when around people you don’t know well, usually opting to place a hand loosely on your waist to let you know he’s there if you need him- if you get anxious or feel uncomfortable, all you have to do is say so and he’s all over the situation.

Omi likes to keep you close by, especially in public. He finds comfort in gripping the hem of your shirt or sweater while you do mundane things like reach for something on a store shelf, or when you lace your fingers through his black curls once you’re back home having one of your regular cuddle sessions that he insists you don’t do enough, despite doing it everyday. He feels safe in your arms, his anxiety melts away the longer you hold him and he feels accepted with you- like he’s not a weirdo or overdramatic like others call him. You make him feel loved and protected<3

Taglist: @sunalma @toworuu

This made me emotional 🥲💚 gonna go sob 😌

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[shingia]

Heyo! Guess who's back for their weekly prompt~ May I perhaps request, 🙃 along with tsukki? Really loooking forward for what you come up with!

heyyy! i looove it when you guys regularly request (weekly prompt or not!) so thank you <333 and wow that choice of emoji for tsukki is just per-fect 😌

-> tsukishima x gn!reader | not rly fluffy but teasy ig? | word count : 0.8K

never in your entire life would you ever refuse a grocery trip with tsukishima again. the consequences were absolutely dreadful - which you did not know an hour ago when he had asked you to come with him to buy some snacks.

« i’m too tired, kei, go alone this time »

was it really that rude ? no, of course it wasn’t. but tsukishima would have jumped at any chance to make the rest of your day a living hell. just because he enjoyed a little reminder that he could have you wrapped around his finger with minimal effort.

and he knew exactly what to do to make you go absolutely crazy. which, now that you think of it, could explain why he had decided to take a shower at 4pm. more precisely, why he was still not wearing a t-shirt fifteen minutes later.

laying on his couch, you were about to start the next episode of the tv show you had been binge-watching since this morning when familiar footsteps were heard from the kitchen.

you propped on an elbow, looking above the armrest before lazily asking, « hey can you get me a glass of w- ». but your words were pushed to the back of your throat when your eyes laid on his bare back, the most bulging parts of his muscles still shining from poorly dried drops of water as he rummaged through the shelves.

« a glass of what, sweetheart ? » he inquired, turning around towards you with an unctuous smile that you knew would only bring you trouble. with a roll of the eyes, you buried your head in the pillow, letting out a frustrated groan at his teasy attitude that you knew was only just beginning.

less than a minute later, you felt the other end of the couch sink under his weight, and although you had promised yourself to keep your eyes on the screen, you couldn’t help but take a quick peek at him.

just like he had been waiting for you to give up, tsukishima was already looking at you when you not-so-discreetly turned your head towards him. that damned cheesy smile was still plastered on his lips, because he knew very well that you could not keep your eyes off of his flexed arms that he was obviously flaunting with his hands behind his head.

« can i have some ? » you asked, pointing at the snacks he was holding in his hand.

his lips parted in surprise - fake surprise - and, with his eyes still staring deep into yours, he put the last cookie of the pack in his mouth. « i’m so sorry, honey, it was the last one » he told you with a chagrined voice.

upset, you clicked your tongue in annoyance before swinging your feet to the side of the couch and getting up, pillow in hand in case he wanted to act clever again.

« where are you going ? » he asked, his brows way too furrowed for it to be genuine. 

for once in your life, you got to look at him from above - but that did not mean that you had the upper hand, quite the contrary. 

« getting some snacks for myself » you stated before starting to make your way to the kitchen. but his grip on your wrist held you back, as well as the sly look he shot you, looking above his glasses « no please, sit down, love. you should rest since you’re so tired ».

the urge to kick his butt was getting stronger every second. and so was crashing your lips against his to make him shut up. with an annoyed sigh, but a playful light shining in your eyes, you nodded in agreement before sitting on his lap, already feeling the warmth of his body that was finally close enough to yours.

if tsukishima had managed to remain impassible until now, your familiar weigh on his thighs was surely putting him to the test. but still, his face remained unbothered, which was enough to make you give up.

« ok, you win. i’m sorry, i should have gone to the store with you » you groaned, raising your hands in defeat. « now can you please let me enjoy what you’ve been flaunting in front of my poor eyes ? ».

the corner of his lips raised in a smile of victory. he had you exactly where he wanted to - but you were right, now was probably the time to stop the torture, for the both of you. satisfied with himself, he wrapped his arms around you, making you giggle as you crashed against him. ever so gently, you placed a lazy kiss on his collarbone, earning you a curious lift of his eyebrows.

« what ? » you smirked, your hands pressing against his chest as you gave him a quick wink, “i told you i was hungry ».

#not but because this is something i’d do 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️ #weeklypromptevent #haikyuu!! #tsukishima x reader #haikyuu x reader #tsukishima kei #haikyuu fluff #tsukishima fluff

[shingia]

WEEKLY EVENT!!! ngl, I’m always hyped when I see you or @.catwithangerissues on my dash sooo 💛‼️ okay, anyways, don’t mind me scooting on in here :D

can I get Kyōtani + ❄️? (or 🐶 cause I’m a stupidly indecisive person-)

So, so, so sorry if you’re not comfortable writing for him (curse my liking for side-characters!! 😫) literally I could probably scroll through tumblr looking for stuff with him all day, so in all seriousness, anyone who sees this ask, please send me kyōtani stuff 🥲 ya girl needs recommendations

ahhHH you’re so sweet 😫💕 and plz don’t apologize, i’m accepting requests for any characters this week and i’m actually pretty excited to write for kyōtani, i love a little challenge <33

come on guys help marie out and share your best kyōtani fics plz 🙌🏼

-> kyōtani x gn!reader | fluffffff | word count : 0.5K

kyōtani kentarō always thought that it was kind of weird to not have a favorite season, to not have one particular time of the year to look forward too.

summer people glowed under sultry weather, fall people smiled when they stepped on crispy leaves, spring people closed their eyes to enjoy the birds chirping, and winter people... well winter people, for some reason, seemed to find great contentment in runny noses and freezing fingertips.

no, kyōtani did not have a favorite season. but there was no doubt about which one he liked the least.

winter was gloomy, winter was depressing, and besides, he had always hated snow with a passion.

so why on earth was he standing there in the cold, patiently waiting for you to get out of school when you were already five minutes late ? 

hands buried in his pockets, he cursed himself for forgetting his earphones -  because his mind could not wander wherever the lyrics would have taken him. instead, he was forced to focus on real things like the snowflakes falling on his face. and every time he felt them melt at the contact of his skin was a reminder that it was only water taking an unnecessary dramatic form. he really hated snow.

but he did not mind focusing on real things anymore when his eyes distinguished your familiar silhouette in the middle of the white wintry scenery. 

the smile stretched on your lips was a great contrast with his sullen expression. it always was, no matter the season. and although kyōtani was starting to acknowledge that maybe, just maybe, he was the reason behind your smile, he was still incapable of understanding what about him could possibly make you look so happy.

but to be honest, even you would have been incapable of giving him an answer. because his love, so soothing and so precious, could simply not be put into words. 

kyōtani was a snowflake, aimlessly swirling in the air, looking for something, anything or anyone to fall on. and when he finally did, the his path had crossed yours, the complex yet fragile structures of his being were finally allowed to melt ; in their simplest form, shaped by none other than your soft hands on his rough skin.

he took a hand out of his pocket, hesitantly reaching out for yours when you were only a few steps away from him. you looked resplendent, like summer people whenever the sun was out, like spring people when the birds chirped. he knew how much you loved winter, and it suited you well, but he couldn’t wait to come back to the familiar warmth of his bedroom where he knew you would be the first to snuggle up under the covers.

kyōtani kentarō hated winter. but winter people ? no, he liked winter people.

#winter people are >> change my mind #weeklypromptevent #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu kyoutani #kyotani x reader #kyotani fluff #haikyuu oneshot

[shingia]

Hi hi i saw the weekly event on your blog from some other blog

Is it okay if i request one with osamu and with 😳 emote

Thank you for doing my request 👀

heyy !! no problem, i gladly wrote it <333 flustered osamu is a very inspiring concept 😌

⇢ since valentine’s day is still pretty recent, i kinda went with this idea, hope you’ll like it !

⇢ osamu x gn! reader | word count : 0.7K

on this morning of february 14, the students of inarizaki could be divided in three distinct groups.

the lucky ones with designated valentines, smitten significant others from whom they knew they would get at least one gift. the hopeful ones, those who were dreaming about a special someone confessing their undying love for them with a rose. and the so-called revolutionists, who refused to give in to capitalism by participating in this commercialized absurdity.

and then there was osamu. who had tried to pretend to be sick in hope that he’d get to stay in bed all day. but his brother had tried to trick their mom too many times already, she was not falling for it anymore.

« ya look like shit » atsumu told him as they got off the bus.

osamu’s only answer was a shrug as he shoved his hands in his warm pockets. of course he looked like shit, he had not slept a wink. suna’s words from yesterday had been spiraling in his brain all night :

« dude, i heard them talk. it’s all planned ! they’re gonna confess to atsumu tomorrow »

so yeah, sure, osamu looked like shit - but he did not have anyone to look good for. unlike you, who had probably spent an extra thirty minutes getting ready tomorrow.

he could not blame you, confessing to atsumu was probably nerve-racking ; and there was always the fear of rejection. the same fear that made it impossible for him to confess his love for you after about a year spent admiring you from afar, and hoping he would once get to call you his.

since suna had not heard when you were planning on talking to atsumu, osamu decided that it would be safer for him to just avoid his brother all day. because the last thing he wanted was to witness this heart-wrenching scene with his own eyes.

your first period was starting in about 10 minutes, so the hallways were still empty and quiet : just what osamu was looking for. a short moment of peace before his brother would come running to tell him about your incredible confession, and how you were now officially dating. maybe suna would even show him a video...

but, against all odds, it was you who came running towards him, and he started praying that you were not coming for advice.

« ya talked to tsumu ? » he asked, shoulder leaning against the wall.

« i did. he told me you’d be here » you panted, breathing made difficult by both the running and the lump in your throat.

it did not take more words than this for osamu to stand up straight. because why on earth would you be there with him when you knew atsumu was outside ?

« listen, uh... » you started, your weigh shifting from one foot to the other. « it’s probably very obvious but i’m actually terrified right now, so i’ll be quick... i really, really like you. and i have liked you for quite some time actually »

and you punctuated your sentence with a relieved sigh. it was worse than what you had planned on saying, but it least it was done. you were not in control of anything anymore, the ball was in his court.

if you had not told him that you were terrified, osamu would have probably asked you to repeat everything from a to z. his eyes were wide, and he was pretty sure that his cheeks were not that hot ten seconds ago. but his mouth was still shut, and you felt the need to fill in this long silence.

« i know confessing on valentine’s day is horribly cliché but... i feel like i needed a special occasion to get this off my chest an- »

« would ya like to go with me on the most cliché date ever ? » he blurted out, mouth dry from stress.

whatever this meant, an ecstatic ‘yes’ slipped out of your lips the second he was done talking. maybe too ecstatic ?

« thanks for being braver than me » he sheepishly chuckled, his hand nervously resting on his neck.

osamu might have seemed stressed in the outside... but in reality he was only showing half of the consuming anxiousness he felt on the inside. which only doubled in intensity when you left a gentle kiss on his cheek before walking away.

it was terribly silly, but osamu felt the irrespressible urge to follow you, like he never wanted to leave your side ever again.

of course he tried to shake the thought ; but like the feeling of your lips against his skin, it lingered long after you had gone - leaving him smiling at an empty corridor, but feeling like the happiest man on earth.

@toworuu

#i wrote this while fighting sleep so i apologize for the typos :( #weeklypromptevent #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #miya osamu x reader #osamu fluff #osamu drabble

[catwithangerissues]

For the weekly blog event, can I have one with fluff and comfort theme with tsukki? cuz I've been feeling nervous and restless because of my Uni enrollment thing and I'm keep worrying about the future which I have no control over for now and I actually don't have anyone to talk about it

Pronouns is she/her

Thank you!

First off! Feel free to msg me anytime if you need someone to talk to🥺 No pressure though💙 have some non salty/softie Tsuki to feel better🥺

*on the edge of the bed, there was a small stack of items with a note neatly placed on top. Upon closer inspection, there was a Dino plushie- one you thought to be new- a sweatshirt of Tsuki’s, two paper tickets and bunch of your favorite snacks. The note was adorned in slightly messy penmanship, but you could tell the sentiment was there.*

“The tickets are to a museum downtown, I figured you could use a day to destress, so I planned a small date for us.

You’ve been so fussed about Uni and the future lately, and I want you to know first off that everything’s gonna be okay. I may call you my dummy sometimes, but I hope you know you’re very smart and plenty capable of getting into this school. They’d be lucky to have you, just like I am. Uni is stressful, I know, but don’t forget why you chose to go. If anybody has taught me the importance of remembering why you started something, it’s you. If you ever need a shoulder to cry on, someone to rant to, or even just a hug, please tell me. I’m always here for you, and you don’t have to go through all this stress alone.

I mean it when I say I adore you, and you’re special to me. I’m not the best with words, I’m especially not the best at affectionate words, but I’m trying to improve. So here goes, you really are more than capable of achieving everything you want to. You’re smart, beautiful, talented. You’re accepting of me and all my flaws, and that means more to me than I know how to say.

I know the future can be scary and exhausting, but you have time, okay? You have plenty of time, and you don’t have to go at the same pace as anyone else. It’s unrealistic to compare ourselves to others so much, I do it too, so you’re not alone, okay? You’re you. And that’s what makes you special. Do what’s right for you, and if that means taking a step back and taking your time to figure things out slowly, then that’s more than okay.

Anyways love, I thought you could use a cuddle buddy for when I’m not around, so I bought a plushie I thought would remind you of me. Hope you like it, and I grabbed some of the snacks I know you like too. I wore this sweatshirt yesterday, so it smells like me, Tadashi told me once that you might find that comforting for your anxiety so I wanted to give it a try. We don’t have to go on the date if you’d rather stay home, but I figured it be a nice way to spend the day out of your room and enjoy each other’s company- you don’t have to worry about anything else while I’m around, okay?

I’ll come visit you soon, but text me in the mean time if you need anything.”

Love, Tsuki 💚

🌱This made me so soft😭 I hope you like it, please lmk if you did😭🥺

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[catwithangerissues]

Hii! Coming over from alma’s profile for this part of the weekly event. Can you do Iwaizumi and c,m, & r? Sfw preferably.

Iwaizumi Hajime C,M,R

More Haji? Sign me tf up😭

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Haji is a sucker for cuddling after a hard day of work. His head on your chest or in the crook of your neck, nuzzling into you every time you scratch his back or play with his hair. He loves to be either the big or little spoon! He loves holding you no doubt, but something about when your arms wrap around his torso as you whisper love confessions in his ear- puts him to sleep in no time.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings with Iwa are spent quietly, peacefully. Brushing your teeth next to one another in the bathroom, his other hand tucked into his sweatpants pocket as he smiles at you sleepily.

Taking turns making breakfast only for the other person to come up from behind and nuzzle into your back, wanting nothing more than to snuggle back into bed and let each other’s warmth encompass both of you all over again.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

His favorite moment was the time he took you on a date under the stars. It wasn’t meant to be a date at first, but once midnight rolled around and he found you still working away at whatever it was you’d been messing with all day, he knew it was time you took a break.

He took you to a field not far from your house, bringing your favorite blanket song to wrap around you when you got cold from the nights chilly air.

It may not have been much to others, but having you laying next to him- on the hood of his car, under the stars, laughing about whatever it was that was on your minds, and the low hum of the music radiating through the metal of the car hood- he was more than content.

Taglist: @sunalma @toworuu

Hope you liked it! I love Iwa😌💚

#weeklypromptevent #haikyu #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu iwaizumi #iwaizumi drabble #hajime iwaizumi #iwaizumi haijime x reader #iwaizumi headcanons #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi fluff

[catwithangerissues]

Sweet by Cigarettes after Sex - Sakusa Kiyoomi

🌱This is another scenario based song fic😌 let me know what you think, please! I think I peaked with that Yachi drabble lmao. This is for a request that was sent to @sunalma ,but fit under my prompt so she sent it on over to me :)

“Watching the video that you sent me

The one where you're showering with wet hair dripping

You know that I'm obsessed with your body

But it's the way you smile that does it for me”

You were sat on the rooftop of your home, the chilly night shingles and wind nipping at your uncovered face. You only wore the hoodie Omi had given you, knowing you’d get cold at the most random times, and a pair of your own old joggers.

With your feet dangling off, you sat close to the edge, you had only one earbud in at the time, and were peacefully humming to the tune you’d been playing basically on repeat the past few days. It was from the playlist you’d made many months ago for when you weren’t feeling well, and with the gray blue and purples clouding the early night sky, you thought it was quite fitting.

“It's so sweet, knowing that you love me

Though we don't need to say it to each other, sweet

Knowing that I love you, and running my fingers through your hair

It's so sweet”

You came up here to get some fresh air, the open window beneath you allowing the bitter wind to seep into your bedroom. You hadn’t been feeling well, and you weren’t sure whether it was just an off day or what.

You knew your sweet boyfriend Omi had been worried about you all day, he had practice so he wasn’t able to spend as much time with you as either of you would’ve liked, but he texted you every chance he could to ask how you were doing and to make sure you’d been taking care of yourself until he got home, he knew you had a habit of neglecting your needs when you felt bad. He felt guilty for leaving this morning, all the more reason why he caught himself cursing under his breath when he fumbled with his keys to open your shared front door.

He opened the door expecting to be hit with a wave of warmth from the house, but once he realized it was only slightly colder outside than it was indoors, he knew exactly where you’d run off too.

He always knew you preferred the rooftop when you weren’t doing well. You had mentioned many times that you liked the scenery up there; the lights from the city, the different vivid colors swirling within the sky and clouds, and the ambient sounds from your street- like the neighborhood cats pestering one another about their territory. Truth be told, he didn’t mind joining you up there, he could agree with you that it was rather peaceful and he certainly didn’t mind being in your company when you two escaped to your little space away from normal life.

He desperately wanted to bask in a hot shower after such a long day of practice, but he wanted nothing more than to make sure you were doing okay before you both turned the lights out for the night.

He made his way to your shared bedroom, only reaffirming the answer to his mental question as to why the house was so cold moments ago once he saw the open window. It felt routine at this point, as odd as it sounded, to climb through that window and up onto the roof. The first few times you asked him to join you, he was put off by the offer, and usually gave you snarky comment about how filthy it was, but he slowly began to join you more and more, to the point where it felt normal now. He still didn’t enjoy the filth, though.

“Watching the video where you're lying

In your red lingerie ten times nightly

You know I think your skin's the perfect color

But it's always your eyes that pull me under”

He peered over the edge of the shingles at your laying form, eyes closed and hair gently blowing onto your soft cheeks. He could tell you were cold from the goosebumps that covered your body, so he made a mental note to keep the house extra cozy tonight.

You hadn’t heard him climb up next to you, until you felt his fingertips gently ghost over your cheek and brushing your hair away. You would’ve been alarmed, had you not immediately recognized the gesture; Omi was always so gentle when touching you in any way, like you could break into shattered glass if he wasn’t careful.

You opened your eyes slowly to see a small smile on your longtime boyfriends face, though you could easily pick up on the hints of exhaustion and concern beneath his dark eyes. Reaching up to grasp his proportionally much larger hand, you lay it gently flush against your cheek, basking in the warmth of his skin as you nuzzled further into his touch. He couldn’t help but smile wider at your gesture.

After getting comfortable, sitting up next to one another, your head laid casually on his shoulder and his arm around you, you two spent what felt like forever talking. About his day, your day, how you were both feeling, and otherwise. You could feel your heart swell and sink simultaneously at his worry for you, you wanted nothing more than to bring a smile to his face, but you greatly appreciated all the love and care he had for you. He pet your hair lightly as you continued to rant, offering his occasional two cents of advice.

It was comforting, and you found yourself slowly feeling better as he continued to spend time with you. About the time he saw your eyes drifting closed again, he decided to bring you in.

“It's so sweet, knowing that you love me

Though we don't need to say it to each other, sweet

Knowing that I love you, and running my fingers through your hair

It's so sweet”

After helping you back into your bedroom, he quickly went to turn up the thermostat to heat the now icy indoor air. You felt a large pair of arms wrap around your waist, pulling you as close as possible to his chest. He nuzzled into your shoulder, mumbling about throwing the towels in the dryer to be warm for you once you got done showering. You hadn’t noticed he slipped into the bathroom behind you to prepare it for you, but you felt woozy with appreciation and adoration at that moment. Peppering his face lightly with your kisses of approval as payment, you both found yourselves smiling wide at the other after pulling apart.

After a steamy shower, you felt newer, and the warmth of the previously mentioned towels definitely helped in improving your mood. Omi had run off to the guest bathroom to clean up himself in the meantime, wanting to give you space if you needed any, and using it as an excuse to prepare a few more surprises for you, as he always knew you took longer showers than he did.

He had taken the time to bring a few extra blankets into your bedroom, along with your favorite comfort movies and some of those snacks he’d picked up on the way home that he knew you loved, you always said they were your favorite but he knew that changed basically each week.

He laid out some pajamas for you, including one of his own sweatshirts, the same one you said was your favorite on him so he wore it more often from that point forward.

The house had begun to warm up, and he padded his way to the kitchen to make you some hot tea, figuring you’d spent quite a bit of time in the chilly air outside even before you’d spent an hour up there with him.

“And I will gladly break it

I will gladly break my heart for you

And I will gladly break it

I will gladly break my heart for you

And I will gladly break it

I will gladly break my heart for you

And I will gladly break it

I will gladly break my heart for you

It's so sweet, knowing that you love me

Though we don't need to say it to each other, sweet

Knowing that I love you, and running my fingers through your hair

It's so sweet”

After bringing back the tea to set on your side of the beds nightstand, the steam from the open bathroom door and missing clothes he’d laid out for you gave it away that you’d finished your shower. Once you emerged, he couldn’t help but think about how much cuter that sweatshirt looked on you than he ever thought it did on him, but he wouldn’t tell you that now. You smiled at the sweet gestures your boyfriend had done for you, even after such a long day of intense practice. He really never failed to bring a smile to your face, and this was no different.

Bringing him into your tight embrace and falling back onto the bed, his head resting on your chest and muscular arms wrapped around your torso, your arms around his neck and shoulders, you let out a sigh and a sweet hum. His weight on top of yours was comforting, and his black curls smelled nicely of his shampoo. He nuzzled further into your touch, mumbling a question you didn’t really catch about having an impromptu movie night and if you’d like a massage, also letting you know he’d be around the house all day tomorrow, he’d texted the teams groupchat to let them know he would be missing practice. You smiled wide at his words, excited to spend a full day with the man you loved so much.

Some people would consider Sakusa Kiyoomi a cold person, one who wasn’t fond of people nor someone who could be very affectionate. But in that moment, you knew more than ever how wrong they were.

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hi hi hi! if your weekly prompt is still open can i request kuroo and BOYFREN by LoveLeo? THANK YOU and this event is so cool :’)

BOYFREN by Loveleo - Kuroo Tetsurō

I am in love with this song 😌 Thank you for requesting this art

Warnings: None! Just some flirty + playful undertones with Kuroo 😌

“You know I'm grade A

Ya boyfriend wanna B me

You go outta your way

To make sure you don't C me

You should break up with your boyfriend

You should break up with your boyfriend

You should break up with your boyfriend

And get with me”

The provocative bedhead was never one to hide his feelings for you, or your poor choice in relationships.

He was your best friend, and he’d loved you for years. He knew the boy you’d been dating for the past few months was a bad guy. A cheat, a liar, and a pretty heavy stoner.

It’s not that you weren’t aware of the fact that he was an absolute douchebag, but you didn’t really have the courage to leave him, cause that would mean admitting you were wrong about him being a good guy in the first place, and you held on to the smidge of hope that he still was.

Kuroo was always openly flirty with you, and while you always told him you didn’t feel the same way, he knew you were lying through your teeth.

You had loved Kuroo for just as long as he had you, but you were oh so stubborn to admit it. You felt wrong admitting it while in a relationship anyways, and your pride got in the way.

But it didn’t stop the thoughts about how Kuroo was your idea of the perfect partner, and it honestly made you wonder why you chose that asshole over him in the first place. You knew he was better in every way.

“I'm bored and I'm outta my mind

Fingers crossed I hope that I'll be fine

Doing my best to make it rhyme

(Now I'm)

Runnin' runnin' runnin' runnin'

Runnin' runnin' runnin' runnin'

Runnin runnin out of time

Bet you think your boyfriend's cool 'cause he's got nice clothes

Wonder who he saw wearing those (Me!)”

Kuroo wasn’t shy to point out how unoriginal and gross your boyfriend was. You would try to defend him, but you didn’t really disagree with the middle blocker, if you were honest. He was always trying to be cool, and he didn’t really care if he was a douchebag while doing it. Your tall best friend loved to send you a sarcastic comment about your absolutely superb choice in men whenever the guy would do something extra stupid.

You hated the idea of admitting your petty defeat to Kuroo- finally coming to terms with the fact that your current boyfriend was exactly what Kuroo said he’d be.

“I really think that you should break up with him soon

You should break up with your boyfriend

You should break up with your boyfriend

You should break up with your boyfriend

And get with me”

You had always known in the back of your mind that it would happen someday, you’d heard it a thousand times from not only Kuroo but all of your other friends as well, but that doesn’t mean you were any more prepared when you actually saw it before your eyes.

As you open the classroom door to turn in the project you’d worked so diligently on, your eyes glued to your boyfriend, well- the back of his head at least, who had just last minute canceled your plans to hang out later that afternoon, who was practically sucking the face off of the popular girl you’d always hated. They were way too into their make-out sesh to even notice your presence, and much to your own dismay, you weren’t really all that surprised.

In a moment of bravery, you took a sneaky picture of the two, so that you’d have your proof later when you confronted the guy and told him why you were officially over. It wouldn’t be the first time you two broke up, but you’d make sure it was the last.

After quietly laying your paper on the nearest surface, you turn, closing the door and making way to walk to the gym. You sent Kuroo the picture with a bitter, “Guess you were right” text. You weren’t really mad or anything, you didn’t honestly like the guy anyways, but you still felt more than a little annoyed.

“I come through (Oh no)

Like a wrecking ball

And break these walls (Oh god)

That you kept him to

And I can't sleep (Oh no)

The night I slept with you

And I can't say (Oh god)

That I'm in love with you”

The black haired boy met you by the doors to the gym, a familiar meeting spot for the two of you. His hands were in his tracksuit jacket pockets, his head slightly tilted towards the sky as it rested on the wall he leaned his back on, his right leg bent with his foot on the wall behind him. You couldn’t help but noticed the resemblance to a cliche romance movie you two had right now.

He turned to connect gazes with you once your figure came into his field of view. A concerned look written on his face, but a smirk of victory hidden underneath his features. You give him the run down of the story, he listened and watched your face closely to find any signs of discomfort. You told him that you didn’t really care for the poor fool anymore anyways, that you’d just been too prideful to tell Kuroo that he was right about the guy.

Kuroo couldn’t help but smirk at your annoyed expression, puffed out cheeks and a slight pout as you turned your gaze away from him in frustration. He gave you a light chuckle, “Maybe now you’ll finally admit your feelings for me, hmm?”

You gave him an incredulous look, hand on your chest and mouth agape as you tried to hide your amusement, but the slight upturn of your lips didn’t go unnoticed by the captain.

“Who said I ever felt the same way, huh?”

“You did after I kissed you.”

“Huh?-“

He didn’t give you the chance to finish your one word sentence before his lips had already connected to yours, his hands on your cheeks, and his body pressed dangerously close to yours.

Your eyes went wide, you unconsciously gripped his wrists with your proportionally much smaller hands, but you found yourself soon melting into it and kissing him back. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t wanted to do this for years now.

Once the two of you pulled away, hands still cupping your face, his smirk was even more prominent than before.

“So?” He pushed. “Wanna admit it yet, sweetheart?”

You pouted at him, slightly annoyed by how right he was. But you sighed before preparing yourself for what would be an endless amount of him poking fun at you.

“I like you too, Tetsu.” You finally gave him the words he’d been dreaming of for so many years, and you couldn’t help but feel like a massive weight had finally been lifted off your shoulders as you admitted it. You noticed his expression soften drastically, and he leaned in to press a soft kiss to your forehead before gripping your hands tightly in his.

“Let me show you a real date, then.” He smiled down at you, and you beamed at his offer. Finally happy to be with the one you loved for so long.

“And by the way,..”

“You should break up with your boyfriend.”

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🌱Thank you for requesting! I love this song and story concept! It isn’t very well executed though😬 Hope you still enjoy !

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