[goshiki-kun]

vince. eighteen. he/it.

goshiki kinnie. my toxic trait is that i say poggers unironically. kita shinsuke simp.

vince is not my real name, but please call me that on this blog. i value my privacy.

my masterlist can be found here.

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currently working on:

✦ four? five(?) different posts (mainly minifics, imagines, and full fics)

✦ three match-up requests

freshly posted!

✦ catching your eye– captains.

requests are: open and encouraged.

> i take requests for: scenarios, headcanons, imagines, fics, and match-ups. all of these are safe for work. how i define each term can be found here.

i write specifically for haikyuu!! on this blog. please specify if you would like pre-timeskip or post-timeskip; either way, i do not write nsfw content.

three characters max per any request that is not a full fic. if you want a fic-length post, please limit the request to only one character. i will attempt to write any requested character, aside from child characters (in general), or elderly characters (for non-platonic).

my blog is focused on character/reader, and typically write the reader as gender neutral unless specified.

i reserve the right to ignore or deny requests.

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dni if: you are under fifteen, or are under basic dni criteria.

[aftersamu]

𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 !! @goshiki-kun

𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 !!

young.͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏ god must hate me. ͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏ homage.

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

it first started off with the two of you looking at each other from across the room.

yamaguchi was fairly scared to approach you,

so, you made the first move.

it was all incredibly awkward for the first... minute.

but, soon enough, the two of you managed to click pretty easily!

yamaguchi is always supportive, and simply gets you.

he's really interested in your taste for music,

and always gets super passionate for you when you play.

he understands you and makes you feel heard,

and understands that sometimes you fell anxious, because he does too!

he was a complete and utter mess when trying to confess to you.

stuttering over his words, and everything.

but! he pulls out a little poem he wrote and it ends with him asking if he could join you on your bike rides.

a/n: okay! thanks for joining, i hope this was good enough <3 i hope you can understand my thought process, cause it feels very... soulmate / the person who brings comfort

[goshiki-kun]

hey y'all, sorry for being MIA for a couple of days– i'm still here, just busy with school and stuff. i'll do my best to get to y'all who requested soon, but it may have to wait until friday afternoon. thanks for understanding 💖

[shoyotime-deactivated20220512]

right so, if you type " :readmore: " and then press enter on phone, you can add the read more thingy. just telling bcz it's not very hot of you to write 2k words without that break

[sunny-sunn-deactivated20220820]

ugh suna seems like the type of person who if you were shorter and had to tippytoe to kiss him, would tease you by also tippytoeing

「𝟓:𝟏𝟐 𝐏𝐌」 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔

warnings : suna being an asshole :(( | fluff fluff fluff and lil dash of sugestivness (idk if this word exists but yes) | suna rintarou x short!gn!reader | nonnie, you are so right, and i love you for this <3 also when i say short it's short enough for his 6'3/191cm tall ass to be a meanie about it :D (not proofread, y'all know the drill now sjaksj)

suna was leaning against the wall next to the door of your bedroom, arms crossed and eyebrows raised as his yellow-greenish eyes stared down at you in amusement, a small smirk playing on his lips as he watched you grip onto his forearms to try - and cutely fail - to get to his height so you could plant a kiss on his lips.

but of course, your boyfriend isn't nice enough to immediately indulge you. so he towered over you in a all his six feet three glory, a glint of mirth twinkling in his foxy eyes and chuckled when you couldn't reach him once again despite standing on your tiptoes.

"you look so cute struggling like this, bunny," rin laughed, moving away from the wall.

you glared up at him, stucking your tongue out childishly and turning your back to him as he laughed even more, eyes softening slightly as his eyes followed you, watching you sit on your shared bed and meeting your eyes once again while they sent him daggers - yet he couldn't help but find you adorable.

yet it didn't stop him from pushing your buttons even more.

suna suddenly got on his tiptoes, whining loudly and puckering his lips while making obnoxious kissing noises and you didn't need to think twice before you understood what he was immitating - who he was immitating.

skin heating up at his actions, you grabbed the closes thing to your hand - which happened to be your pillow - and threw it right at his face.

but of course, your professional volleyball player of a boyfriend just had to catch right before it crashed on his beautiful features.

"you're an asshole, rin," you said, moving the covers so you could bury yourself under your blanket.

but before you could even slip your legs under it, you felt strong arms wrap around your waist and pull you away from the comfortable mattress and you kicked your legs, trying to escape from his grasp. with no avail because of course he has to be ridiculously stronger than you.

"you love me, though," he muttered against the shell of your ear and you froze into place, blood rushing up to your face at the sudden close proximity.

you could feel everything from his cold touch to the hot breath that fanned over the skin of your neck while he put you down, bending over slightly so he could trap you between his arms and keep you close to his chest where you could feel his heart hammering against his ribcage.

"no i don't," you breathed out, fingers resting over his own, on your stomach.

lips connected to your pulse point on your throat, drawing out a yelp from your mouth.

"you sure, pretty?" he chuckled lowly, traveling his lips from your neck up to your jawline and to your cheek where he planted a kiss.

"shut up," you muttered in response.

your eyebrows were furrowed when he turned you around.

"you still upset?" he asked, hands resting on your waist and he sighed when you nodded your head. "i was just teasing, bunny."

when you didn't give him an answer, he let out another - this time over-exaggerated sigh before leaning down and pulling you into a sweet kiss.

separating from you, he raised your chin, forcing you to meet his eyes and you almost melted at the adoration and love swirling in them.

"satisfied?" suna questionned in a soft tone.

when you shook your head with an upward curve on your lips, suna cheekily smiled, trapping you against his chest with his arms so tightly wrapped around you you almost begged him to let you go - but you stopped yourself from doing it because it wasn't everyday that your forever deadpan boyfriend turned into a softball despite him being more open on displaying his emotions around you.

"greedy baby," he chuckled and pulled you into another kiss.

reblogs are highly appreciated!

[twentyseight]

creating memories

[sailorcuba]

*daichi voice* DO U ALL HAVE PEANUTS FOR BRAINS?!??

[goshiki-kun]

also can u answer this ask (don't have to do my matchup yet!!) to confirm that my two matchup asks went through ? first included scorpio infj and second included 6w5 and my love languages. my asks never go through so i want to check 😭 thank u always vince!

yeah they were sent!!!

[xenoveno-deactivated20230410]

Atsumu and Osamu

[amp-lis]

I’m gonna beat the shit out of people who hate aran ojirou

He’s childhood friends with the fucking twins how do people forget him out of fanart and fanfics?? Oh wait I know how: racism

Why do people focus on fucking SUNA more than Aran?? Suna has like 3 lines in the show and looks pretty. Aran has MULTIPLE story arcs in the show, looks pretty, and is an amazing person.

Suna would gaslight gatekeep girlboss your ass until your a sobbing mess on the floor. You cant look at me and say that man isn’t toxic

Aran would memorize your orders for restaurants, hold your hand as he walks you home, remember the smallest details about you when it matters the most.

He’s one of the top 3 spikers in the nation on fucking inarazaki, a team that’s KNOWN to be good as fuck, is besties with kita and the twins like I mentioned, and WILL solo your favs.

Thank you for listening to my hq rant.

[toxycodone]

I can tell when people are depressed bc they just start liking hinata all the sudden

[yugiohz]

every day I think about the fact that haikyuu!! ended

[introloves]

pro football player bo who comes and kisses u when you sit in the sidelines during halftime

[chifemi-deactivated20220625]

uh,,, me w/ kita and goshiki jdjfjdjs

vince x kita headcanons!

whenever he’s stressed, he loves playing with your hair, it calms him down and you know it

if you’re out and about and you even hint that you haven’t eaten yet that day, he’s on a mission to get you food

he tries so, so hard to get along with your friends, because he knows they make you happy, and he wouldn’t want you to choose who to hangout with/talk to

vince x goshiki headcanons!

he loves making playlists for you to listen to, it makes him a little giddy when he sees you listening to one

he enjoys taking pictures together whenever he gets the chance, and when he thinks he has enough, he’ll make a scrapbook and just keep adding pictures and pages

he’s super cuddling and clingy when he’s tired, and it’s probably the cutest thing ever <3

send me your selfship(s) and I’ll give you headcanons!

[therikusondiaries]

KITA YOU SAY???? 👀

In that case, might I request some Kita buying furniture with his s/o? Love me some domestic fluff

That animal crossing kinda love ~

“Shin, I have a serious question,” you tell him, leaning over to observe the creased piece of paper in his hands. Your arm is linked through his, cozying up to his furnace-like self in the slight chill of the afternoon.

Kita turns his head to glance at you. “Of course, love.”

“How many Animal Crossing games did you play as a child?”

Glancing once again at the creased page in his hand, he shakes his head a little. “Because of this?” It’s a folded over map of your newly rented apartment. He’s marked his ideal furniture options, complete with a reference scale on the bottom. Because, yes, he made sure to take note of everything’s perfect measurements.

“Yeah.”

He scratches at his neck bashfully. “I never really… I was never big on gaming.”

After a while of strolling, hand in hand, you pull him to a stop. He looks at you with the softness of the moon in his eyes. “What, love?”

You point at the tackiest bed frame you’ve seen thus far. It’s a truly horrible thing, and you’d never actually want to buy it. “Shin, what about that bed frame?”

Kita blinks at it. His hand tightens around yours momentarily. “If that’s the one you like, love.”

“Shin.”

He desperately avoids looking you in the face. “What, darling?”

“Seriously? If you’re agreeing to that, we need to go over our taste in decor again.”

“Oh thank god,” he rushes out. “I really did not want that one, but if you wanted it…”

“We’re doing this together, aren’t we? You, me, and your silly little maps.”

“They’re not silly.” He pouts. “They’re practical.”

“Okay, sweetheart.”

One room at a time, you and Shin furnish the place that will become your first home. He loves every second of it, even when you tease him with questionable furniture taste.

[goshiki-kun]

DHDKDNDK THIS IS SO WELL WRITTEN THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!

[hawksky]

Squealer | Miya Atsumu

2.6k. enemies to lovers. cheerleader!reader. gn!reader. cheesy romcom tropes. 

cw: panic attack

thank you to @cursedmoonchild for reading an early draft of this and to @kentoangel for inspiring this idea by being an atsumu simp

Atsumu didn’t mean to be a dick. Or well, he did but it was because you were a cheerleader, which he had long since justified. He wasn’t actually awful, he just wasn’t about to jeopardize a game because of some fan, or cheerleader – same thing in his eyes. Since joining the MSBY Black Jackals he had a strict rule of avoiding the team’s cheerleaders like a plague.

His rule was making your work life a living hell.

“Miya I can’t believe you missed the lunch event today, what is wrong with you?”

He didn’t even look in your direction as you spoke to him.

“Eh? I never said yes to a date, leave me alone I have to train”

You rolled your eyes at him before crouching down to his level.

“Hey dickhead, it wasn’t a date, as if. It was a MSBY charity event with the local children’s hospital. How’s that for a good look Mr. Number 2 Setter?” You couldn’t help but taunt him, he deserved it. “You’re lucky Bokuto actually responds to my texts or the team’s PR would have your head. And since Bokuto had to take your place, you get the privilege of taking on his role in the play at the New Year’s charity gala.” You stalked off, he had barely said anything to you and you were already tired of his presence.

Atsumu slumped his whole body onto the floor from the position he was stretching. He wanted to complain about how annoying you were, how dumb this play was, how Bokuto wasn’t all that great anyways. But did he seriously miss out on that lunch? Surely he would’ve remembered… The guilt swirling around his stomach made him feel gross as he sank further into his stretch trying to hide his face.

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[goshiki-kun]

quick warning: i might not be active a lot, and my writing may be sporadic. i just get writer's block a lot, and sometimes just don't really maintain things too well.