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𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ˚✧₊⁎ 隐藏
Mentions: Hinata Shoyo, Tsukishima Kei, Oikawa Tooru, Osamu Miya
Genre: Fluff, Timeskip
a/n: I guess i’m back after so many years! in the name of self-comfort, please enjoy :)
— 𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀
The air stills, eyes focused on the other side of the net, Hinata places his hand on the left side of his chest. Closest to the heart.
It was just another match today, nothing different from any other. Just like any other match, his fingers trail up and finds his way to wrap around the clover pendant hanging around his neck.
Bringing the metal chain out, Hinata kisses it. Eyes closed, and he took a few seconds to go into the zone. The whistle rings through the court, as his teammates stand in formation. The match was about to start.
Just before the next whistle, signalling the start of the thrilling game. Hinata turns his body around, eyes immediately findings yours. Still holding on the clover, he kisses it one more time, eyes never leaving yours. The corner of his lips lifts, as he rolls back his shoulders and stands tall.
He was going to win, no matter what, just like any other match.
For his lucky clover, his determination sends a hidden message.
“i’ll make you proud my love.”
— 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀
The crowd was filled with excitement and energy. Elbows resting on his knees, leaning forward, Tsukishima places his headphones. Before the game begins, there’s 5 more minutes. Enough for one more song.
He presses play, usually Tsukishima goes for classical melodies. But as the olden tune of Harry James, “It’s Been A Long, Long Time”.
Closing his eyes, he lets himself enjoy the slow jazz and sound of instruments while everything else tunes out.
He gently grasps the chain around his neck. Glinting under the lights, he places a kiss on the matching ring that both of you share.
As everyone starts to gather for one more cheer before the game starts, Tsukishima takes one last look at his phone, listening to the last line,
“So kiss me once again. It’s been a long, long time”
Stretching his fingers and getting off the bench, his energy and motivation surges. Tsukishima decides it’s time to end this season with a bang and go home to his trophy.
His sweet wife.
— 𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀
“Keep your eyes on player 4”
The coach says, as everyone gets into the zone. The crowd was filling in quickly and everyone’s eyes focused on Oikawa Tooru. The Grand king of the court. His reputation preceded him even after graduating high school and now as a professional player.
Raking his hands through his chestnut brown hair, he lips pull up into a handsome grin. The one he flashes, to reassure those around him.
A towel lands on his head, “Show them what you got, if not i’m confiscating your prize tonight” You say while passing him his bottle.
His lips turn into a cute pout, he brings you close to him by the waist. Leaning down he whispers, “If i win, I expect double the prize, my dearest manager. No, triple.”
Without hearing your response, his eyes light up seeing your eyes widen. He placed one more kiss on your forehead before getting into position.
As the whistle blows, his hands makes a signal. In volleyball, players use signs to indicate a strategic move. But this sign, is only used between the team captain and his dearest wife.
“I love you.”
— 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔
You enjoy visiting Osamu’s restaurant. Quaint, homey and filled with warmth. Not to mention, the eye candy working behind the counter.
With your frequent visits after work, Osamu quickly recognised your usual order. Becoming a regulars quickly turns into an innocent friendship. But was it really all innocent?
Osamu is a man who listens. Especially to the person who is quickly becoming the light of his life. He enjoys listening to your rants, cravings and anything at all.
“I started to listen to this song, called ‘Heart’” For the longest time after that the same song plays in the restaurant everytime you enter.
“I started craving for tuna” The specials next week all contained tuna.
“My favourite animal is the giraffe” Every night since you starting visiting the restaurant, there’s a small giraffe toy sitting on a table, nearest to the chef’s counter (Osamu’s spot). You’ll always have somewhere to wind down after a long day at his restaurant.
As Osamu’s prepares your usual just like every other day. He listens to you talk about betty and Jane at work, your smiling lighting up the room as you shared about your new project while playing with your small giraffe.
He hopes you get his hidden message one day. As the blush creeps up his face,
“Heavenly”
𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ˚✧₊⁎ 隐藏
Mentions: Hinata Shoyo, Tsukishima Kei, Oikawa Tooru, Osamu Miya
Genre: Fluff, Timeskip
a/n: I guess i’m back after so many years! in the name of self-comfort, please enjoy :)
— 𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀
The air stills, eyes focused on the other side of the net, Hinata places his hand on the left side of his chest. Closest to the heart.
It was just another match today, nothing different from any other. Just like any other match, his fingers trail up and finds his way to wrap around the clover pendant hanging around his neck.
Bringing the metal chain out, Hinata kisses it. Eyes closed, and he took a few seconds to go into the zone. The whistle rings through the court, as his teammates stand in formation. The match was about to start.
Just before the next whistle, signalling the start of the thrilling game. Hinata turns his body around, eyes immediately findings yours. Still holding on the clover, he kisses it one more time, eyes never leaving yours. The corner of his lips lifts, as he rolls back his shoulders and stands tall.
He was going to win, no matter what, just like any other match.
For his lucky clover, his determination sends a hidden message.
“i’ll make you proud my love.”
— 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀
The crowd was filled with excitement and energy. Elbows resting on his knees, leaning forward, Tsukishima places his headphones. Before the game begins, there’s 5 more minutes. Enough for one more song.
He presses play, usually Tsukishima goes for classical melodies. But as the olden tune of Harry James, “It’s Been A Long, Long Time”.
Closing his eyes, he lets himself enjoy the slow jazz and sound of instruments while everything else tunes out.
He gently grasps the chain around his neck. Glinting under the lights, he places a kiss on the matching ring that both of you share.
As everyone starts to gather for one more cheer before the game starts, Tsukishima takes one last look at his phone, listening to the last line,
“So kiss me once again. It’s been a long, long time”
Stretching his fingers and getting off the bench, his energy and motivation surges. Tsukishima decides it’s time to end this season with a bang and go home to his trophy.
His sweet wife.
— 𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀
“Keep your eyes on player 4”
The coach says, as everyone gets into the zone. The crowd was filling in quickly and everyone’s eyes focused on Oikawa Tooru. The Grand king of the court. His reputation preceded him even after graduating high school and now as a professional player.
Raking his hands through his chestnut brown hair, he lips pull up into a handsome grin. The one he flashes, to reassure those around him.
A towel lands on his head, “Show them what you got, if not i’m confiscating your prize tonight” You say while passing him his bottle.
His lips turn into a cute pout, he brings you close to him by the waist. Leaning down he whispers, “If i win, I expect double the prize, my dearest manager. No, triple.”
Without hearing your response, his eyes light up seeing your eyes widen. He placed one more kiss on your forehead before getting into position.
As the whistle blows, his hands makes a signal. In volleyball, players use signs to indicate a strategic move. But this sign, is only used between the team captain and his dearest wife.
“I love you.”
— 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔
You enjoy visiting Osamu’s restaurant. Quaint, homey and filled with warmth. Not to mention, the eye candy working behind the counter.
With your frequent visits after work, Osamu quickly recognised your usual order. Becoming a regulars quickly turns into an innocent friendship. But was it really all innocent?
Osamu is a man who listens. Especially to the person who is quickly becoming the light of his life. He enjoys listening to your rants, cravings and anything at all.
“I started to listen to this song, called ‘Heart’” For the longest time after that the same song plays in the restaurant everytime you enter.
“I started craving for tuna” The specials next week all contained tuna.
“My favourite animal is the giraffe” Every night since you starting visiting the restaurant, there’s a small giraffe toy sitting on a table, nearest to the chef’s counter (Osamu’s spot). You’ll always have somewhere to wind down after a long day at his restaurant.
As Osamu’s prepares your usual just like every other day. He listens to you talk about betty and Jane at work, your smiling lighting up the room as you shared about your new project while playing with your small giraffe.
He hopes you get his hidden message one day. As the blush creeps up his face,
“Heavenly”
𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒
Includes: Tsukishima, Sakusa and Kuroo
genre: fluff, abit angst
a/n: Hi guys, so my national exams are practically over and i have more time to invest in the blog right now. I apologise for not being able to express my gratitude for all of my followers after reaching milestones so do note that i’m accepting requests now (rules apply found in my pinned post) probably for a limited time
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CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS
Tsukishima is the stereotypical type of tsundere who is indifferent and cold to others.
So imagine if you live in the house opposite of his, literally his next door neighbour. The two of you weren’t two peas in a pod, it was more of like a cute puppy chasing after its owner.
From a young age, you’ve fallen in love with the cold-hearted guy, and followed him no matter what. Despite knowing that he doesn’t reciprocate your feelings, you would continue to shower him with handmade gifts and reminders to take care of himself.
He on the other hand, feeds off the attention in a way. Slowly, he began to notice you a little more, from the way you would always catch up to him no matter how short your legs were as compared to his to the way you would always try to make him smile or fall for your antics. Without saying he did fall for your antics
but it only made him more indifferent, choosing instead to tease you by giving his attention to other girls. going out of his way to reach out weaker students but insisting that he didn’t want to help you
and although it breaks your heart continuously, you still stick by his side
And he only notices how much he fucked up when other guys start to give you their attention.
He’s jealous, definitely, especially when he realises that you seemed to be drifting away, giving up on your feelings for the beanpole
his hands would tighten around his pen whenever some other guy came up to you with a love letter, teeth clenching when he realised that you missed his birthday.
As he had enough, he would slam his hand on his table before dragging you out to a more secluded corner, blush adorning his cheeks and he would lay his chin on your head and mumble out
“please, just look at me again. i’m sorry i should’ve told you the truth sooner” and he confesses, chin still on your head to hide his blush from you not knowing that you were hiding your face into his chest to do the same
“i..like you, be mine, also i miss your strawberry shortcake” he would finally mumble out, his blush growing heavy and his hands snaking around your waist to bring you closer to him as you giggle and nod.
ENEMIES TO LOVERS
he’s your rival, growing up into enemy mafia gangs has cultivated both of you to identify the other as your enemy.
So why is his eyes glaring daggers into your wound as you limp to a safer corner, both of your families has been ambushed at the same time by another more sinister gang.
Sakusa rips of his mask and you begin to open your mouth, “look if you want to mock me for failing do it later, my wound is killing me-“ you say with a struggle, wincing as the pain flows through your body, your teeth clenching as you begin to sway with haziness.
Sakusa is immediately at your side supporting you, gripping you by the arms and your waist.
Although his touch is gentle with you, his eyes and his voice is dripping with pure venom and hatred.
“Who did this to you, name now”
RIVALS TO LOVERS
this man could ace any test without studying before hand and while the two of you were the top of your class, you still had to struggle through tons of revision and pressure from your parents and the man himself to retain your position.
and when the big fat 80 mark stares at you mockingly, the man of the hour is walking towards you with confident strides and voice dripping with sarcasm
“so what did our genius y/n get this time? think you can finally beat me?”
His footsteps follow you in a hurry as you rush to the only safe place in school, the library
“y/n..i didn’t mean it, i’m sorry-“
“leave it kuroo, just- leave me alone” you say, tears threatening to fall already but you refused to let them drop now infront of the man.
You expected him to turn around in the other direction but was very wrong as he instead grabs you by the wrist and pulls you to his warm chest, shielding you from everything else as you breakdown within the bookshelves.
The stress and pressure being let out after all this time
Kuroo’s warm grip and gentle caress of your cheeks while he mumbles motivating words calming you down soon enough
“how are you still so beautiful after you cry, you’ll always be number one to me y/n. You, have me wrapped around your finger”
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— Sakusa
图书馆 : The library
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[ 10.15 pm ] 𝐾𝐸𝐼𝐽𝐼 𝐴𝐾𝐴𝐴𝑆𝐻𝐼
Crappy. Is the word you would use to describe this horrendous day. Starting off with tripping over and destroying your favourite pair of heels in the early morning. From accidentally spilling cups of coffee meant for your colleagues to the face palm you gave yourself when you realised you had forgotten the delicious lunch that keiji had prepared for you the previous night.
Resilience. Was what got you through it all, teeth clenching and fist tightening whenever you felt the tears consuming your whole. You wholeheartedly wanted to just return home and watch netflix while you enjoyed a warm bubbly bath.
Pouring. Pitter-patter was just the last slap to your face. As you tilt your head and face the sky. Your hair soaked and you couldn’t care less. You remembered Keiji reminding you to grab an umbrella on the way out, but you brushed him off.
Fuck. Feeling the salty tears forming, you bit your lip and kept it in. The cold winds only made it worse as you shivered in your wet blouse and slippers that replaced your broken heels.
Saviour. A shadow cast over yourself as someone holds a umbrella over your head and pulls you into their warm body. The person did not care that you were wet and drenched from head to toe, he held you trembling body tightly. You didn’t need to look at the person to know who it was.
“My love, i’m here”
Shelter. You broke down. Couldn’t hold it in. But he didn’t care, he continued to hold you, continued to shelter you from the pouring rain that seemed mock you. In the middle of the street at 10pm, he held your head into the crook of his neck. Protecting you.
Sunshine. He provides comforting words and forehead kisses. Finally, as you calm down, he smiles. His smile was like sunshine admits the dark gloomy clouds. His smile felt like warmth and love. His smile was everything you needed when you were feeling under the weather.
He takes your hand, the other wrapped around your shoulders in a comforting manner as he rubs his hand up and down your arm.
In a comforting voice, “Let’s go home now okay?”
He was your saviour, your knight in shining armour. Whenever the rain came pouring, he would hold an umbrella over you, protecting you while he sang.
“rain rain go away, come again another day”
for you.
his name is Akaashi Keiji
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[ 1:11 am ] — 𝑀𝐼𝑌𝐴 𝐴𝑇𝑆𝑈𝑀𝑈
“tsumu’ open your window”
atsumu blinks sleepy eyes awake. He’s still confused as ever as he stumbles across his room to open the window.
There you were, decked in nothing but his too big of a hoodie on you and your phone in hand.
Immediately, you’re pulled into his arms and he quickly shuts the window before dragging you to the top of his bunk, not too careful about trying not to wake his brother up.
He wraps his arms around your waist, warming you up as the familiar scent of his soap hits you.
Your workload has been piling non-stop and only a few minutes ago were you starting at the pile of assignments on your desk— wondering what your life had become.
The dark corners of insecurities stated to creep in and just at that moment, the only thing you could think about was atsumu.
His hugs, his kisses, his smell, his warmth. Everything.
The two of you have been keeping in close contact but with your busy schedules, there was barely a chance to snuggle into his chest or nuzzle into his neck.
“wanna talk about it angel?” he asks. He knows something is up. He always does.
Knowing that you were in his arms, in your safe place all you did was shake your head and snuggle closer to him.
He smoothened your hair, whispering how much he loved ya and sweet nothings.
His lips left behind soft fluttery kisses on your neck, your nose and your lips.
“Goodnight love, i’ll see ya in the morning”
[ 12:27 am ] — 𝑆𝐴𝐾𝑈𝑆𝐴 𝐾𝐼𝑌𝑂𝑂𝑀𝐼
“Love?”
he says with a raspy voice. Hair messier than usual and steps carelessly as he wanders through the apartment in order to find you.
He woke up to the feeling of emptiness beside him and could not fall back asleep without you in his arms
Enjoying a cup of warm milk on the balcony, two strong arms found their place around your waist. Omi’s face nuzzled into your neck, his eyes fighting to stay open as his mind was telling him to bring you back to bed and cuddle you to sleep.
“What are you doing here? can’t sleep?” he whispers, his breath tickling your shoulder making you shudder.
“can’t sleep omi” you reply, enjoying the warmth of the warm cup of milk in your cold hands. Omi sighed tirelessly and waits patiently for you to finish.
He follows you around like a tired puppy, with his arms always around your waist at all times till the two of you were once again back in bed
By then, omi was ready to fall back to sleep and a ghost of a smile would grace his lips if you softly massaged his scalp.
He gives you several fluttering kisses and one final one on your forehead before tucking you under his chin and putting the blankets over the two of you.
“Goodnight sweetheart, I love you”
[ 1:47 am ] — 𝐵𝑂𝐾𝑈𝑇𝑂 𝐾𝑂𝑈
“You are my sunshine”
he whispers.
Two figures facing the horizon as the sun set
the sky painted over with a pallet of ombré colours
you, in the arms of your lover, was currently dozing off as the sea breeze lured you into dreamland.
The soft crashing of the waves filled the surroundings and the crisp warm air of the soft sandy beach made you feel right at home.
Bokuto wraps an arm around your waist, letting you fall asleep on his chest.
He stares down at you with eyes filled with twinkling adoration and love.
It was one hell of a ride with you. From going on spontaneous dates, ferris wheel confessions, apartment make outs and to the very day you told him that soon, there would be a mini version of the two of you running around.
And he couldn’t be more elated at that moment. The feeling of home washed over him. You opened his eyes, made him realise that home was possible and that you were his home.
His warmth, his support and his number one fan.
He loves you for the way you are, for all your imperfections and for the person you are underneath the skin.
Bokuto smiles gently, enjoying the moment of serenity. His fingers drew comforting circles at your waist and he leaves fluttering kisses on your neck.
“my only sunshine”
even on the days where the skies were gloomy, when he felt the pressure of everything. Being the best, performing for the rest and being the best boyfriend to you.
He feels tired, insecure and so scared.
This is when you would wrap your arms around him, nuzzling into his neck, hands gently caressing his hair.
You make him realise that no one is perfect. Mistakes were part and partial and that being happy and positive is more important than keeping up with people’s expectations. You make him secure, feel less alone in this highly competitive century.
“You make me happy, when skies are grey”
he loves you with all his heart. To the ends of the world and beyond.
He trusts you, cares for you and is ready to spend his whole life with you.
And your smile reminds me of just how much he loves you
“you’ll never know dear, how much i love you”
and when he finally holds his newborn baby in his arms, eyes glistening with wet tears and eyes never straying from his baby girl infront of him.
Right then and there, he promises that if the two of you wanted the world, he would give it to you both.
“please don’t take my sunshine away”
he kisses you softly on the head, before his gaze once again hold still at your babygirl.
[ 12:17 AM ] — 𝑀𝐼𝑌𝐴 𝑂𝑆𝐴𝑀𝑈
His lips are on yours in a savouring manner as he lifts you up on the kitchen table. Smooth and cool, you giggled as you sat comfortably as he remains within your legs.
Osamu continues to devour you, and you could feel the smile on his lips as he wraps his arms tightly around your waist.
You were wearing his shirt and nothing else but fuzzy socks and the both of you decided it was the best time to make some cookies.
at 12am.
So while most of your neighbours are already dead asleep, the two of you threw flour at each other and raced around the apartment, giggles and laughter escaping from the both of you.
the half done cookie dough lay on the kitchen table as the oven dings, after preheating.
And you wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world except here, in the arms of your boyfriend who was currently chasing you around, surrounded by pure warmth and love
“come ere’ baby! you ain’t escapin’ from me”
JEALOUSY PT.1
who: Hinata, Bokuto
prompt: jealousy is a heart wrenching feeling, the feeling worsens when you know you have no right to feel jealous
genre: fluff, abit angsty, friends to lovers, angst to fluff
a/n: fosjocjeofj hqshine has reached 200 followers <3 thank you for your support y’all! Unfortunately i won’t be able to find the time to host a milestone event but will prob do so after my exams. also was thinking how poly!MSBY is kinda cute ngl
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— Hinata
This lil ball of sunshine was your everything. Since the day he held your hand when you were first introduced to a class filled with unfamiliar faces of kids the same age as you.
You were on the shy side and couldn’t muster up the courage to talk to others, so you kept to yourself. Your eyes would be filled with envy as you gaze at the children playing in the playground or at the sand pit, wanting to do the same. Tearing, you played with the hem of your skirt until you heard a voice.
“Hi, i’m Hinata, what’s your name?”
and since then two of you have been inseparable. You were there throughout all the milestones of his life. Cycling together, playing together, failing at tests together. You were there when he first fell in love with Volleyball, and you wished it was you he fell for.
Butterflies, would be how you would describe the way he makes you feel. Even after all the years of spending time with him, your heart races whenever he hugs you, and love would fill your eyes whenever you gaze at him.
It is a bittersweet feeling, on one hand, your feelings blossomed over the years and now as you’re older, you understand the depth of your feelings. On the other, it was knowing that Hinata would probably not see you in any other way except as his bestfriend.
This continues till the very last year of high school. Two years have flew past and soon the two of you might be going on very different paths, and deep in your heart, you knew that if you were to miss confessing to Hinata within the year, it would be something you will always regret.
But then she came. She was everything you weren’t, she was outgoing and bubbly, she was smart, talented and more importantly she was everything you knew Hinata loved in a girl.
As a new transfer student, she raised the attention of many but only Hinata reached out to introduce himself. More often than not, lunches that were spent with you were instead with her. Movie nights became lonely nights and everyday, you could only envy how she would be the first person he would greet in the morning.
You slowly retreated into your shell again. All you could think about, is how you missed your chance.
Not that you had one anyway.
Meanwhile, without you knowing, Hinata had already known the transfer student, especially when his mother had already told him to take good care of his distant relative.
With how Hinata would discreetly stare at you across the classroom and how he seems to always smile whenever talking about you, it didn’t take long for his cousin to tease him about his crush on you. He would blush whenever she mentions how pretty you were that day, but at the same time she was also helping Hinata plan his confession.
Hinata had loved you ever since you fell asleep on his shoulder during movie night in his first year of high school. Only then, he really paid attention to how beautiful of a woman you have become and without knowing, his pulse picked up.
You sigh, the bell rang about 5 minutes ago, signalling the end of school. You see Hinata rushing towards her, and your heart clenched painfully.
“shoyo-kun are you coming for movie night?” you ask hopefully. Hinata shakes his head and gives you a smile which makes your heart twist and beat harder at the same time.
“Sorry f/n-chan, i’m kinda busy today” You knew the answer, it was the third time in 3 weeks. You plastered on a fake smile and bowed to the both of them before leaving with a, “that’s fine, have fun!”
And as you leave, Hinata turns towards his cousin. “Ok time to begin operation confess to f/n-“ before he feels a hand smack the back of his head.
He grips at the back of his hand it’s both hands before whining, “hey, what was that for?”
“When’s the last time you and y/n-chan hangout? Have you been unintentionally ignoring her? oh my god” and Hinata bites his bottom lip, deep in thought.
The last time? when was the last time i hung out with with y/n. Beautiful, gorgeous f/n-chan...
and he remembered, it has probably been a month since he last went to movie night. Oh god, he messed up bad
Guilt filled his heart and he stilled. Shit
He immediately took off, taking the familiar road leading to your house. He rushes to your room, greeting your mom and excusing himself along the way. He just couldn’t wait
There you were, adorning his jersey that he had given to you to wear whenever you attend his game, and he couldn’t help but swoon mentally, just like all the times he has seen you in it.
“f/n-chan?” he asks softly
“shoyo-kun? what are doing here” you turn around eyes wide, “weren’t you going to go out with er her?”
he shakes his head, kneeling down on the floor and taking your hands in his. “f/n-chan i’m so sorry i just realised how long i’ve been neglecting you”
“shoyo-“
“wait, she’s my cousin, and she’s been helping me with something” your eyes widened even further but you keep your mouth shut to let him talk.
“i...i love you. Like really really love you, and i’ve been trying to find a way to confess to you and my cousin has been trying to help me” he says, head down.
At that moment, you threw your arms around his neck. Snuggling into the crook, trying to hide the tears of pain that you’ve been holding up.
“you silly orange, i love you too” his eyes twinkled with happiness as his toned arms wrap around your waist securely. he holds you as you cry in relief and happiness.
As you raise your head, he gently run his thumb over your cheek, like you were the only thing that mattered in the world. He kisses you softly, his hands on your waist while yours around his neck.
— Bokuto
he’s oblivious. You couldn’t blame the man, he’s the most outgoing not so little ball of pure angelic sunshine you’ve ever met.
The two of you became close friends after you agreed to help tutor him with some of his weaker subjects. It was one hell of a rollercoaster, getting to know him, talk to him, procrastinating with him- but all in all, it was the way he could smile even in the toughest of situation that made your heart race a little faster
It was also the way he would help you pack your things when you fell asleep in the library, the way he would always call out your name in the corridors and the way he lit up whenever he saw you.
And as you gaze at the new girl talking animatedly with Bokuto, your heart wrenches in an envious way.
you’d wished you were more pretty, more outgoing and more talkative. Maybe have the qualities Bokuto would find more attractive.
You let out a sigh, packed up your things and left.
It’s been weeks since you last heard from bokuto. Gone were the moments of admiring his adorable pout as he attempts to solve the trigonometry question in front of him, gone were the laughs the two of you shared in the library only to be scolded by the librarian.
You felt, alone. Jealous. jealous that you couldn’t be his.
However as you flipped through your books. You realised that someone had left a note
‘School rooftop, 5pm <3’ — salt and pepper
salt and pepper reminded you of him.
You glanced at the clock noticing it was almost five and it wouldn’t hurt to check out who gave you this note. So you packed up your things and lefts
The cooling air made you smile gently, the school rooftop always had a nice ambience to it. Instinctively you were able to recognise the person whose back was towards you.
his hair was a distinct white and black shade and he looked visibly tense, turning around to face you when you entered.
He was holding a bouquet of roses. And it hit you, the note must have been for the other girl, he probably slipped it into your book by mistake.
you bit your lip, heart swirling with pain but before you could say anything else, he started to talk.
With slow steps towards you, “y/n-chan, i’ve known you for almost two years now and i’ve been trying to convey my feelings towards you. I really really like you y/n-chan, because of so many reasons. Your kindness, your beauty, your intelligence, adorableness-“ and before he can finish, you’re running into his arms and hugging him tightly.
Bokuto’s eyes widens, but a large smile forms in his face as he hugs you back. A few drops of tears dropped as you leaned back. He sweeps them away with a gentle touch and smiles, “hey hey hey, don’t cry on me now” he said jokingly
you shake your head, “happy tears cuz i like you too kou-chan”
he giggles and presses his forehead against yours , “so you’re my baby from now on then?” he whispers
“please take care of me kou-chan”
Bokuto explains that during the time he didn’t soend with you, the new girl, his cousin was actually helping him confess to you while he helped her confess to Akaashi. Double score
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Mornings with them
characters: Atsumu, Sakusa, Bokuto, Akaashi
genre: floof, timeskip!au, !gn
a/n: thank you so much for following! almost reaching 200 followers, am very thankful
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— ATSUMU
His arms hug you closer to his chest in the early mornings out of pure habit. Most of the time, its playing tug of war in order to get up and prepare for the day with Atsumu. However, on this day, the ambience was just—overwhelmingly tranquil. The early morning sun painted over the sky with bright ombre of colours. All you wanted to do was to lie there forever, in the warm arms of the man you loved with your whole heart. The silver band on your finger, which glistened under the light, reminded you that forever was possible, and said forever was now stirring awake and leaving small fluttering kisses on your neck. “Sweetheart, what’d ya doin up?” he mumbles in that raspy voice of his. You didn’t say a word, just turned so that you could snuggle into his warm chest. Atsumu nuzzles you, lips kissing the crown of your forehead before dozing off again.
— BOKUTO
when you blinked awake slowly, you realised the head of black and white hair nuzzled into your chest. With a soft smile adorning your face, you softly run through your fingers through Bokuto’s hair, loving the way it felt between your fingers. As you stopped, his hands immediately guided your fingers back to his hair, sleepily mumbling, “Babyy...why’d you stop?” Your giggles in response filled the once quiet room. The light shone through the room and cast a glow on the both of you. Your matching silver bands reminded you of the many mornings that you would be able to experience with the man who is currently whining for your touches, and you heart was filled with nothing less than pure love.
— AKAASHI
he’s an early riser. in the mornings, he would take his time admiring you before preparing breakfast. On most days he would climb back to bed and snuggle with you, using his soft touches to stir you awake. He had a small smile plastered on his face as you blink sleepy eyes at him. He would brush your hair from your face and persuade you to wash up and eat breakfast with him. “Honey, it’s time to wake up” As he finishes cooking the eggs, your warm arms would wrap themselves around his waist. He would quickly turn you around and leave kisses along your neck, travelling to your hands which adorned his ring.
— SAKUSA
man’s already awake and like everyday without fail, he props one of his arms and rests his cheek against his fist, gazing at your incredibly adorable face as you remained in dreamland. He loves mornings with you, being able to enjoy the cool crisp morning air and being able to admire you peacefully. His touches are gentle, his fingers softly grazing the side your face and tucking the stray hairs away from your face. He has a small yet graceful smile on his face as he continues to admire the love of his life right infront of him. Sakusa’s smile widens as he gazes at the ring adorned finger. You were his world, and he couldn’t imagine another morning without you in his arms. Before reluctantly getting up to prepare for another day, He makes sure to leave you a kiss on your cheek, “Good morning, my love”
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Greeting them at the airport
timeskip! characters: Atsumu, Bokuto, Hinata, Suna, Kageyama
genre: pure fluff
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— Bokuto
In all state of nervousness, you begin to wander around the waiting area. There were many fans, supporters and relatives of the MSBY volleyball team. Like them, you were waiting to spot your loved one amongst the crowd.
Bokuto carries his backpack using one shoulder, his free hand running through his hair which he had forgotten to gel as the excitement of seeing you again consumed his thoughts for the past few days. The team exits the plane, bowing to the plane staff in thanks and politeness.
Music playing softly through his earbuds as his eyes darts throughout the waiting area, and finally his eyes meet yours. The moment is surreal, it’s been almost 3 months since he’d left for the international games and not one single day passed without him missing your scent, your touch and just—you.
He dodges the crowd of people, rushing towards with his arms open and face in delight. His heart is pounding and he catches you easily as you jump into his welcoming arms. He carries you by the thighs, snuggling into your neck and whispers “i love yous” in repeat.
You tear up at the familiar warmth that finally surrounds you, not caring one bit about the people around you. You sweep his bangs carefully before slamming your lips against his.
It was passionate, warm and filled with love. As he places his forehead against yours, panted breathes leaving his mouth, “did you see me out there baby? i did you proud didn’t i?”
— Atsumu
his hand is playing with the hair tie he stole from you before leaving for the overseas games. His heart is slowing speeding up at the thought of finally being able to hold you and see your smile after several months of intense training and away games
The moment his eyes lands on yours, wrapped up in his hoodie and oversized sweatpants, he’s racing past the crowd and the press. He’s panting as he reaches you and scoops you into his arms.
His eyes glistening as he swirls you around like there was no one else in the world expect you. Your giggles were pure music to his ears and he continues to smush your face into his chest like a baby. His baby.
“I missed ya, so freakin much. Now gimme my kisses, love ya so much babygirl” He grins, tucking your face beneath his neck and enjoying the sensation of finally having you back into his arms
— Hinata
Hinata was restless. The away games and intensive training was a success as team returned back to japan with victory.
But his whole being missed his home, the warmth of family and most importantly, you.
Your kisses, hugs, your scent and everything about you. For so long he wanted to reach across the facetime video call to pull you in and cuddle with you.
He had to focus on the movies infront of him on the plane, nerves finally reaching the maximum as the plane announces of its destination in Japan.
He couldn’t wait to see you again.
He rushes towards the waiting area and as Hinata’s eyes land on yours, he speeds up, running towards you and caught you midway.
The two of you giggle out, he pressed kisses against your face while you hid in his neck forgetting about the crowd that formed from fans and the press
Hinata places you back on the ground gently, pressing one final kiss to your crown. “i’m back honey, did you miss me? let’s go cuddle now”
— Suna
He looks extremely calm but is probably having a mini heart attack. Words can’t describe how much Suna has missed you over the past few months of training and matches.
He takes pictures of anything and everything that reminds him of you during his trips and he finds it hard not to book the next flight home to just hug you whenever his heart aches for you.
So as he finally gazes upon you in the waiting area, a rush of warmth and familiarity washes over him and he couldn’t help it but to rush over to you and twirl you around.
Your scent surrounds him and the giggles let out reminded him that you were finally here, infront of him, in his arms.
“hi pretty, did you miss me?”
— Kageyama
probably the most excited to finally see you. He loves volleyball, but overtime he finally realised that volleyball isn’t his life. You, were his life.
He missed everything, the morning cuddles, the cooking together, the movie marathons. He missed you, dearly over the past few months
His fumbled carelessly with his bags and items, rushing to meet you at the waiting area.
And when he sees you, time stops and it’s just the two of you. With his bags dropped to the ground, he rushed to you and scooped you into his arms.
He nuzzled into your shoulder, face blushing madly as he pull away and notice everyone staring.
“tsk—let’s get out of here i want cuddles and milk”
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Rainstorms with them
characters: Sakusa, Kuroo, Atsumu, Suna
genre: fluff, feeling of warmth and safety
a/n: it was 12.10am, it was raining heavily and i was typing this out sleepily (kind of took a suggestion into mind <3). Guys you can suggest some fic ideas too, check out my pinned post for details
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— Suna
Pallets of rain drop from the sky. Clouds gloomed over the city and the atmosphere was chilly and windy.
There you lay, fully clothed in one of Suna’s hoodies and loose sweatpants, blankets tucked under your chin and arms around your boyfriend.
The both of you enjoying the ambience, the vibe of safety and warmth in your cozy apartment as both of you gaze out of the window into the stormy madness.
Suna’s fingers causally runs through the soft strands of your hair as he gets lost into the moment. He feels, content, warm and love.
Contented with the way your legs tangled with his under the warm comfy blankets. Warm with the filling of belonging. Love, love from having you in his arms.
He looks down at you when he hears your soft snores, and let’s out a gentle smile. He brushes the hair away from your face and leaves a kiss on your crown.
“sleep tight babygirl”
— Atsumu
the gentle pitter patter of rain droplets made the two of you feel at ease. The rainstorm was expected, clouds that brewed showed clear signs that it was going to rain cats and dogs.
As such, the two of you planned a lazy rainy day. The only thing on the itinerary to check off was “cuddles and smooches”
Atsumu plants kisses on your necks, with a few “ya look so freakin good in ma hoodie baby” The two of you enjoyed cocoa while just—talking.
About anything, what happened during the week, aspirations, bucket-lists. That’s one of the things he loved about you. The way you would listen to him.
Moving on to the “cuddling” segment of the day. Atsumu leans against the headboard while you lay snugly between his legs. The rain had calmed down, but the soft rhythm was still present and it lulled you into slumber.
Atsumu gazes at your adorable figure, snoring away in dream land and he can’t help but to think,
“i love you so much ya know that sweetheart? One day i’m gonna check off one of the things on my bucket-list, after putting a ring on that finger of yours”
— kuroo
The two of you were already tucked under the covers, him spooning you from behind while looking out the window.
The rain poured heavily, and being able to sleep comfortably in bed with your man wrapping his arms around you filled you with satisfaction
Kuroo left kisses and small hickies on your neck as he nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck. His favourite place. Your scent mixing wi th your warmth sent him to places.
He was filled with pure happiness and warmth.
You were his family, his significant other, his bestfriend and his world.
Kuroo intertwines his fingers with yours and slowly drifts off to sleep, with you in his arms.
there was no words needed to express his love for you
— Sakusa
The ambience was heavenly. The feeling of warmness and comfort, having a shelter over your being during a rainstorm was one of the best feelings in the world.
And as your curl up into Sakusa, the feeling couldn’t be any better. The both of you had just gotten out of a shower and you were feeling dreamy and so so satisfied.
Sakusa hugs you from behind as the two of you gaze out of your bedroom window, into the fog of rain. The sounds of pitter-patter creating a hazy rhythm that had you nodding off in a few minutes
In a tired state of mind, you turned around to snuggle into his chest. You tilt your head up, gently placing your lips on sakusa.
“goodnight omi, love you” you mumble sleepily.
Sakusa looks at you with eyes filled with pure adoration, loving the way you fit right into his arms and loving the way you were his to love.
“sweet dreams, my love”
Heyyy!
I am bored and to sad to sleep so I am just going to send you random stuff I am so sorry. Anywaysssss I about to read all of you Kurro stuff. Incase you didn't know. My favourite character is Kuroo.
hi love, i saw your suggestions and i’ll take note of them. Pls don’t be sad,, i hope you find sleep soon and thank you for reading my works hoho 💙
Rainstorms with them
characters: Sakusa, Kuroo, Atsumu, Suna
genre: fluff, feeling of warmth and safety
a/n: it was 12.10am, it was raining heavily and i was typing this out sleepily (kind of took a suggestion into mind <3). Guys you can suggest some fic ideas too, check out my pinned post for details
tag-list: @otomefan @cheeseriz @asaitashi @toobsessedsstuff @ririakaashi
— Suna
Pallets of rain drop from the sky. Clouds gloomed over the city and the atmosphere was chilly and windy.
There you lay, fully clothed in one of Suna’s hoodies and loose sweatpants, blankets tucked under your chin and arms around your boyfriend.
The both of you enjoying the ambience, the vibe of safety and warmth in your cozy apartment as both of you gaze out of the window into the stormy madness.
Suna’s fingers causally runs through the soft strands of your hair as he gets lost into the moment. He feels, content, warm and love.
Contented with the way your legs tangled with his under the warm comfy blankets. Warm with the filling of belonging. Love, love from having you in his arms.
He looks down at you when he hears your soft snores, and let’s out a gentle smile. He brushes the hair away from your face and leaves a kiss on your crown.
“sleep tight babygirl”
— Atsumu
the gentle pitter patter of rain droplets made the two of you feel at ease. The rainstorm was expected, clouds that brewed showed clear signs that it was going to rain cats and dogs.
As such, the two of you planned a lazy rainy day. The only thing on the itinerary to check off was “cuddles and smooches”
Atsumu plants kisses on your necks, with a few “ya look so freakin good in ma hoodie baby” The two of you enjoyed cocoa while just—talking.
About anything, what happened during the week, aspirations, bucket-lists. That’s one of the things he loved about you. The way you would listen to him.
Moving on to the “cuddling” segment of the day. Atsumu leans against the headboard while you lay snugly between his legs. The rain had calmed down, but the soft rhythm was still present and it lulled you into slumber.
Atsumu gazes at your adorable figure, snoring away in dream land and he can’t help but to think,
“i love you so much ya know that sweetheart? One day i’m gonna check off one of the things on my bucket-list, after putting a ring on that finger of yours”
— kuroo
The two of you were already tucked under the covers, him spooning you from behind while looking out the window.
The rain poured heavily, and being able to sleep comfortably in bed with your man wrapping his arms around you filled you with satisfaction
Kuroo left kisses and small hickies on your neck as he nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck. His favourite place. Your scent mixing wi th your warmth sent him to places.
He was filled with pure happiness and warmth.
You were his family, his significant other, his bestfriend and his world.
Kuroo intertwines his fingers with yours and slowly drifts off to sleep, with you in his arms.
there was no words needed to express his love for you
— Sakusa
The ambience was heavenly. The feeling of warmness and comfort, having a shelter over your being during a rainstorm was one of the best feelings in the world.
And as your curl up into Sakusa, the feeling couldn’t be any better. The both of you had just gotten out of a shower and you were feeling dreamy and so so satisfied.
Sakusa hugs you from behind as the two of you gaze out of your bedroom window, into the fog of rain. The sounds of pitter-patter creating a hazy rhythm that had you nodding off in a few minutes
In a tired state of mind, you turned around to snuggle into his chest. You tilt your head up, gently placing your lips on sakusa.
“goodnight omi, love you” you mumble sleepily.
Sakusa looks at you with eyes filled with pure adoration, loving the way you fit right into his arms and loving the way you were his to love.
“sweet dreams, my love”