{ y’all i wanna write some haikyuu sooooo BAD }
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@peachy-kisumi
{ y’all i wanna write some haikyuu sooooo BAD }
Kisumi: learns the definition of Himbo
Kisumi: feels immediately compelled to text Asahi
peachy-kisumi:
“I’m always careful, Haru!” Kisumi claimed, his arms remaining wound right around his boyfriend’s waist despite the fact that he was trying to elbow him away. He laughed warmly into Haru’s ear and proceeded to press and tender kiss into the space behind it.
“And you’re cute when you get all flustered like that, aren’t you?” he added, nibbling softly on the delicate shell of the ear before reaching down to give Haru’s hips a squeeze.
Kisumi did feel a small twinge of guilt, not liking the idea that he might’ve upset Haru. With a whine, he butted his head gently against Haru’s shoulder blade, remorseful.
“I’m sorry, Haru. I didn’t mean to startle you while you were cooking! I couldn’t help it!”
Haru let out a small huff, Kisumi could keep a good grip when he wanted to, huh? But Haru didn’t actually dislike it, especially when he was being kissed so affectionately behind the ear. He took a moment to enjoy being nibbled upon before turning his attention back to the sauce.
“I just don’t want you getting burned..” Haru replied as he started to add more spices to the sauce. “You can stay and hold me if you want.. But anything more will need to wait until I’m finished.” His tone was light and playful, showing Kisumi he was forgiven already.
When Haru eased back into his embrace to surrender his neck and ear for some loving kisses, Kisumi knew immediately that he was no longer in trouble for acting cheeky. Then, he hooked his chin over Haru’s shoulder and closed his eyes, humming melodically into his lover’s ear as he waited as patiently as he could.
The promise of *more* was certainly encouraging, and as Kisumi reveled in Haru’s warmth against his body and scent of his cooking, his mind wandered free and explored all the various possibilities of what *more* could mean~
“You’re sexy in your apron, Haru. I bet you’d look adorable in that apron and nothing else~”
{ let’s write, let’s write, let’s write! }
peachy-kisumi:
Kisumi was tickled pink when Haru melded into the backwards embrace and he nuzzled his lips briefly against Haru’s temple in an organic show of warm appreciation.
“You’re so knowledgeable in the kitchen, Haru. I like listening to your culinary expertise!” Then he paused, tipped his head, considering the real essence of what he’d just tasted.
“Mmm~ maybe a *little* more spice? But you know me…” a hand crept down slowly, undetectably. “I like it hot,” and with that, he swatted Haru playfully on his rear end.
“Mm.. Well.. I did have to cook for myself for a long time. So it’s not strange I know a little something..” He was more pleased with the praise than he was letting on.
So lost in the pleasant haze of the embrace and the compliment, Haru did not notice Kisumi’s hand moving in order to cause some mischief. As his ass was swatted, Haru let out a small yelp and elbowed Kisumi gently to get him to move back.
“Careful..!” Haru huffed, this wasn’t exactly the safest place in the apartment to get frisky!
“I’m always careful, Haru!” Kisumi claimed, his arms remaining wound right around his boyfriend’s waist despite the fact that he was trying to elbow him away. He laughed warmly into Haru’s ear and proceeded to press and tender kiss into the space behind it.
“And you’re cute when you get all flustered like that, aren’t you?” he added, nibbling softly on the delicate shell of the ear before reaching down to give Haru’s hips a squeeze.
Kisumi did feel a small twinge of guilt, not liking the idea that he might’ve upset Haru. With a whine, he butted his head gently against Haru’s shoulder blade, remorseful.
“I’m sorry, Haru. I didn’t mean to startle you while you were cooking! I couldn’t help it!”
{ does anyone want to write!!! i’m full of inspiration!!! }
simp Hiyori xD
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!!! maybe after 10 consecutive years of Hiyori being nice to everyone, Kisumi might start simping. He’s a dillweed, but he’s still pretty cute~
and Kisu is a slut for cute boys.
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The World Above || [ Selkie!Asahi/Prince!Kisumi ]
Kisumi was drowning.
Whenever he’d pleaded with his father not to make him go out on the water that day, with the storm clouds that had been gathering in the east since dawn, it had been for a great purpose. He’d always been afraid of the water, but his father, the King, had insisted that a man who couldn’t even captain a sailboat could never run a kingdom. The anxiety that had been collecting in the pit of his stomach rose to a fever pitch as the sound of thunder reverberated off of the surface of the water.
Waves crashed against the shoreline, creating murals of white foam that crept up the beach only to recede again, over and over like ghosts clawing their way from the depths of hell only to be dragged back in. The sailboat, affectionately named Cassiopeia, rocked perilously amid the angry sea, as Kisumi frantically hoisted the main sail and attempted to gain control of the wooden vessel.
“Batten down the hatches,” he called to his shipmates over the whistling wind, rain lashing his face and causing his hair to stick to his cheeks and forehead. Kisumi’s heart was high in his throat, his vision swimming as the scenery rolled and shifted around at a sickening pace. The dipping and rolling of the water made it nearly impossible to regain control of the ship- what made it totally impossible was when the rope attached to the sail snapped in two and the sail began to whip wildly from side to side before getting wrapped and tangled around the mast.
Kisumi stood there dumbstruck, eyes fixed on the tattered remains of the mainsail before two things happened at once- the entire sky lit up like midday followed by a booming crash of thunder, and a rough hand grabbed him from the bottom of the hull and yanked him down to stop him from toppling overboard.
That was the last thing Kisumi remembered before it all went dark.
The boat was torn apart by the category one hurricane in the middle of the ocean; the entire crew made it back to the shoreline, battered and bruised but no worse for wear. All of them...except the prince, who was nowhere to be found. Everyone on hand looked high and low, calling out for Prince Kisumi over the rolling waves, scouring the shoreline, searching nearby beaches- but no such luck.
No such luck, because the prince was drowning.
{ @ahiiru }
{ b r u h. i wanna do a little mermaid au so gd bad, where kisu falls in love w a mermaid who rescues him after he almost drowns. i need it. }
❣ for asahi~
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10. an assertive kiss
⟼ “-just don’t understand why you’re so mean to me, Asahi!” Kisumi cried, voice raised and cheeks flustered pink with apparent anger. The pair of friends had been laying out beneath the stars, listening to the waves crash and froth against the shoreline all the while. It wasn’t until a shooting star appeared overhead that the squabbling broke out; Kisumi knew he had seen it first, but before he could open his mouth, dumb Asahi blurred out some dumb wish.
This lead to Kisumi, with great indignation, claiming that Asahi had stolen his wish and that it was a very mean thing to do. They spent the following several minutes in a heated argument in which Kisumi called Asahi selfish and mean, but then-
But then Kisumi took great notice of how cute Asahi looked when he was all flustered and grumpy. Just as Asahi was ranting and raving, Kisumi grabbed him by his face firmly and, on impulse, kissed him hard on the mouth.
When they parted, Kisumi rubbed the back of his neck, uncharacteristically sheepish.
“Well~ my wish was that you would kiss me anyways...!”
@peachy-kisumi
⟼ Kisumi might have claimed that he was distracted by a daydream, when truly he was lost in thought as he imagined what it might be like to marry his Haru someday. That was why when his name was called, he startled a little.
“Oh! Haru~” he said, before leaning forward over the counter to taste Haru’s cooking. His face took on an expression of delight, and he stood up, rounded the counter, and wrapped his arms around Haru from behind with his chin fitting snugly in the cup of Haru’s shoulder.
“That’s delicious, Haru! What is it that you’re making?” he asked, gazing down into the pan.
Haru had been busy cooking that he hadn’t noticed Kisumi slipping into daydream. It was only when he had to call his name a couple of times to get his attention that he realised he had drifted off. Seeing him start was amusing and the delight on his face after tasting pleased Haru to no end as well.
“I’m making a curry sauce from scratch. I can add fish and veggies to it later for ultimate freshness.” Haru leaned back into Kisumi’s embrace, he was getting used to the casual touching more now he and Kisumi had spent lots of time together.
“Is it spicy enough?”
Kisumi was tickled pink when Haru melded into the backwards embrace and he nuzzled his lips briefly against Haru’s temple in an organic show of warm appreciation.
“You’re so knowledgeable in the kitchen, Haru. I like listening to your culinary expertise!” Then he paused, tipped his head, considering the real essence of what he’d just tasted.
“Mmm~ maybe a *little* more spice? But you know me...” a hand crept down slowly, undetectably. “I like it hot,” and with that, he swatted Haru playfully on his rear end.
❣ or for natsunao
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2. a forehead kiss
⟼ Kisumi had always loved the idea of bunk beds. He especially liked it when Rin was away and Sousuke took over the bottom bunk in their dorm, leaving the top open for Kisumi to stretch out on.
He could see Sousuke sitting on the edge of the bed, and he poked his head over the side with a luminous smile. Then, he shimmied forward so that he was dangling upside down in front of Sousuke’s face, before~
Chu! A little kiss planted right in the middle of Sousuke’s forehead!
“Thanks for inviting me over to study, Sousuke! Maybe we should take a little study break soon~”
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⟼ There were rare moments of pure tranquility with Natsuya around; his energy was simply so pervasive that it colored everything around him in the same shade of sunshine. Nao didn’t mind it- he never had. One of the factors that made the two of them so well suited for each other was their opposite demeanors.
Still, whenever it so happened that Natsu would return from practice or a competition that had been particularly strenuous, Nao liked to take advantage of his softened and sleepy state to spoil him a little. Tonight, they were watching a sappy romance series while Nao massaged Natsuya’s calves after a long day. The usually chatty Natsu has fallen uncharacteristically quiet, and Nao glanced right to find him fast asleep.
Hm. What a beautiful boy.
Unable to resist, Nao maneuvered carefully so that he was leaning over Natsuya’s face before he pressed a butterfly-light kiss to his boyfriend’s forehead.
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6. a hand kiss
⟼ “My, my. Don’t you look handsome?” Kisumi leaned against the doorway to Rin’s apartment with his hands deep in his pockets. Rin had insisted that no, this wasn’t a date, but Kisumi had plans to change his mind by the end of the evening.
“I like your hair this way,” he praised, as he closed the gap between them and reached up to tuck a loose strand behind Rin’s ear, before he took the boy’s hand and pressed a sweet, lingering kiss to his knuckles.
With a wink, he offered his arm out to Rin in a very gentlemanly manner. “C’mon, Rin-Rin. The carnival looks most beautiful just after sunset, we don’t want to miss it!” and of course, Kisumi’s chivalry didn’t stop him from sneaking a pinch to Rin’s rear end!
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17. a teasing/sensual kiss
⟼ There was something about Makoto’s sweetheart demeanor that could coax the most relentless flirt out of Kisumi. It happened on more than one occasion that Kisumi would look for little reasons to initiate some sort of intimate contact with Makoto, just to fluster him up a little.
“Oi, Makoto,” Kisumi spoke up suddenly, as they sat in comfortable quiet together with a shared package of cookies between them on the small table. “You’ve got a crumb~”
Kisumi gestured vaguely to Makoto’s face before leaning in without warning and kissing him briefly on the mouth.
Chu~!
“But don’t worry,” he winked. “I got it for you.”
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4. a nuzzle kiss
⟼ Kisumi was a morning person, now that every morning began with Haru. In the quiet and the early sunshine that made everything in the room seem golden, Kisumi would roll over and admire Haru’s sleeping face. Tranquil, beautiful.
Today, though, Haru was turned away from him and all he could see was the slope of his defined shoulders and the curve of his elegant neck. Deciding to take advantage of the situation, Kisumi drew Haru’s sleeping figure close to his body and nuzzled his nose indulgently against the back of his neck before kissing the nape in a slow, sweet motion.
“Good morning, Haru~”