🍓🕯🎧🍱

you are the best thing that’s ever been mine.

[prodshima]

ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 vee [ about me 🍣 ] is slowly trying to go back to writing — 18, she her, 6w9 ✧

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🥡🥢 status: semi-online t—t

001. masterlist 002. rules/guidelines! 003. tagging system

📩 works:

-> recents: their love languages | their love languages (pt 2)

-> wips: none yet :p

[rinoomi]

he looks so mean in the bottom right hahah

[prodshima]

is tumblr still alive.. 🫪

[prodshima]

it’s almost midnight.

you can hear the clock ticking, the crickets chirping, the sound of wind whooshing— and of course, your boyfriend snoring softly, perfectly well

you’ve been trying to sleep for the past like, what? hour and a half? but it seems sleep just isn’t in your favor because although you’re tired from school and your head is throbbing more as time passes, you still can’t. every time you attempt to feed your sleepiness, it just goes away like feather in the wind.

so what do you do?

you try as much as possible to keep your movements down as you slowly leech off your boyfriend’s strong grip on your waist, tiptoeing your way to the living room to maybe watch a movie or two just to keep yourself busy until your own eyes betray you to sleep.

as you’re five minutes through the movie though, you hear familiar foosteps and before you can even process whatever’s happening, a half awake grumpy man is standing in front of you with the remote in his hand, the tv now turned off, dimming your sight

you jump in your seat before whispering-shouting at him, “what the hell do you think you’re doing scaring the shit out of me like that?!”

“what do YOU think you’re doing leaving me in bed all alone like that?” he mocks with a frown etched on his face and his voice hoarse, your disappearance in the bed clearly depriving him of his peaceful rest

“i can’t sleep! why are you even awake?”

“because you’re not in bed! come on, let’s go” he reaches for your arm before you could open your mouth and say something, leaving you with no choice

your shouts for him to let you down goes unheard and neglected, clearly upset by the fact that you did not wake him up to help lull you sleep. it’s stupid of you to even try, he thinks.

… to him, it can only ever be a good night sleep if it’s spent wrapped around your arms.

and to you, maybe having trouble sleeping isn’t so bad when there is someone who is willing to spend it with you. one who’ll make sure you sleep in warmth before dawn approaches.

a very old draft of mine LOL i’m so rusty that i don’t know how to write anymore // maybe i just dont have the passion for it anymore :( anw, js remembered this account (again) have fun reading — vee ♡

© all works belong to @prodshima — don’t plagiarize, copy, modify, or claim my works as your own.

[xoxojisu]

thinking abt unofficialbf!katsuki who's so soft for you

it was almost impressive how easily bakugo katsuki flipped the switch from raging 'die! die! die!' hothead to... well, this. the grumbly, red-faced mess curled up against you in the quiet of his dorm.

you were lying in his bed, your legs tangled with his under the blanket like it was the most natural thing in the world. which, to be fair, it kind of was. no one could really pinpoint when you and katsuki had become a thing. not even you two. one day you were four years old, standing in a sandbox while he handed you a bright bunch of dandelions and wildflowers and announced that you were his, and somehow it just... stuck?

now, over a decade later, you still found yourself in his bed more often than not, curled into his side, his stupidly strong arm pulling you closer until your face was pressed against the curve of his neck.

he'd grown lots and at the same time not at all since you were kids. physically, his biceps were now the same size as his 4-year-old body. his jawline had gotten much sharper

“…y’re warm,” you mumbled sleepily, voice muffled by his skin.

“tch. shut up,” he grumbled, but his hand started rubbing lazy, soothing circles against your back anyway.

you smiled.

he always did that. pretended like your presence was an inconvenience while simultaneously holding you like he’d fall apart if you weren’t there. your fingers reached up to card through his messy blond hair, nails gently scraping his scalp in the way you knew made him melt.

sure enough, he let out a sound that was dangerously close to a purr.

“…quit that,” he said, sounding exactly zero percent convincing, his whole body melting under your hands. his eyes fluttered shut anyway.

you both lay there in silence for a while, his arms tightened around you, protective and warm. you could almost hear the echoes of your childhood in moments like this. the tickle fights, the hand-holding, the way he used to drag you around like some tiny, furious king with his favorite sidekick. he’d never really stopped. even now, your hand was locked with his under the blankets, his thumb rubbing slow, absentminded circles into your palm.

“katsuki?” you murmured.

“hm?”

“hi.”

"what?"

"jus' sayin' hi."

“don't be annoying. i will throw you off this bed.”

“no you won’t. you like cuddling me too much.”

he growled under his breath. no, he wouldn't.

“…shut up.”

you didn’t. you just nuzzled into his chest, warm and safe and full of something that felt like forever. he let out a tired sigh and held you tighter, like he was trying to memorize the shape of you against him.

you could feel the way his breathing was slowly evening out, signalling he'd be asleep in a minute tops. this was usually the point he'd get stupid affectionate, brain riddled with sleepiness. he probably wasn't even aware of how sappy he'd act, sweet things slipping out without him realizing.

“…’m gonna marry you one day,” he mumbled suddenly, barely audible.

you blinked, frozen. that was not just a sweet comment.

“…huh?”

his ears turned bright red.

“nothin’. go to sleep, dumbass.”

but you didn’t miss the way his thumb never stopped rubbing slow, affectionate circles into your hand. or the soft kiss he pressed to the top of your head just before you finally drifted off.

"just friends" my ass.

masterlist if you enjoyed bc unofficialbf!katsuki is the only thing i think abt.

[prodshima]

it’s so funny how inactivity is usually disappearing for like a week or so and then reappearing again (then repeat) but in my vocabulary, it’s a few months (a year, even) 😭

[prodshima]

veevee! i miss you, hehe. i hope you’re doing well. hugs! ⊂⁠(⁠´⁠･⁠◡⁠･⁠⊂⁠ ⁠)⁠∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠°

awe, ik this reply is LONGG OVER DUE but thank you 🥹🤍 i hope you’re doing good as well & i miss you more!

[prodshima]

HELLOOOOO oh my god haikyuu tumblr is very much dead (as i’ve noticed though i hope not) and i haven’t been active here in so long 🥹 i know not a lot of people will see this but i hope all of you are doing good! 🤍

[prodshima]

it's august 1 everybody !! happy salt air and gfs day <3 :) 🌷🎧

[prodshima]

veevee, tetsurou would definitely have acts of service as his love language (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠) your love languages work with tetsurou and hajime is so perfect, huhu. thank you for sharing your writing with us! <3

omg someone gets me !!

u cant tell me he doesn't look like the type to enjoy serving you like a princess!! i can already imagine him having a biggest grin on his face when you finally request him to do something for you !?!?! ᖭི(ˊᗜˋ*)ᖫྀ

also thank you so much noo, this made me so happy :c

btw .. u remind me of the duck noot noot in a good way tho HEHE!

[prodshima]

love languages (two) 𖤐

warnings: signs of mental instability (?), idk but that's about it, it's all just fluff <3 tell me if i missed anything :)

characters: kuroo & hajime

notes: in honor of me turning seventeen today, here is the part two of love languages! <3 i hope im not too rusty crusty haha :D!

-> click here for: [ part one ]

kuroo tetsuro - acts of service

kuroo tetsuro is a man who never fails to reach the book men level of standard.

you think that maybe he’s not actually real and some kind of illusion, because how could be a man be so perfect?

well, apparently he is and you must’ve saved multiple planets because for whatever reason— he’s your boyfriend in this universe.

—

“baby? i brought you your favorite coffee and some pastries” the said man says as he pushes the bedroom door open

you quickly turn around to the sweet voice of your boyfriend, he’s wearing the biggest grin on his face that reciprocates yours while holding up your favorite coffee in his hand and bread on the other

just like a child when they’re given their favorite stash of candy.

“matcha latte?” you scramble away from your where you’re sat in to where he is, kicking away the scattered tissue boxes and paper bags

kuroo chuckles, pecking your forehead lightly “mhm, you got it, baby. you feeling better now?”

you nod, “uh uh, i’m doing okay now, just doing my physics assignments to catch up for tomorrow and i still have some cleaning to do… i think im gonna get sick again if i don’t”

sounds of laughter fills up the room as the both of you glance around the room, looking at each other again with a scrunch

“i’ll help you clean up and don’t overwork yourself, okay? don’t wanna see my baby getting sick again” kuroo laughs as he pinches your cheek before moving to sit on your bed, reaching into his bag

“oh and here’s your physics and maths notes, baby, i figured i could use my vacants to attend a couple of your missed classes” sounds of rustling follows as he hands you neatly highlighted papers

your mouth drops open in shock

just the thought that your boyfriend chose to spend his free time writing notes for his sick partner and listened to professors ramble for god knows how long instead of enjoying his once-in-a-lifetime rest hours

kuroo knows how much you struggle with these classes, not to mention that you’ve missed a couple days because of how sick you got.

“god, you didn’t have to do all that but thank you so much, tetsu, i love you a lot” you snake your hands around his neck to pull him down, kissing his lips

“well i got my reward, didn’t i?”

he smirks

sneaky little shit.

iwaizumi hajime - words of affirmation

it’s one of those days again.

those days where your ugly thoughts are winning over you and swallowing you whole, leaving you in a state of insecurity about yourself and your relationship with other people

it’s crazy how doubt can take over those positive thoughts you’ve tried to build over the months, only for it to be ruined by some evil monster inside your head that’s so against seeing you happy— there’s only so much you can do and you hate to think that it has succeeded.

but then iwaizumi hajime is always there to protect you.

he becomes your personal shield from all those monsters with just his words, his words that have seems to always save you from getting those thoughts into your head

-

“darling, is there something wrong?” hajime asks, his hand coming up to caress your cheek, worry evident on his face

how come he always knows even when you don’t say anything?

you wonder how, when it’s actually the silence that concerns him, he knows that you love making small talks with him just as he loves hearing your voice when you ramble about your day

it has become a part of your routine at this point, whether it's about your annoying professors, how you almost tripped over something, and even just about a cute dog you saw for two seconds on the street

and he's also powerhouse setter for god's sake, he's always perceptive and is quick when it comes to body languages and whatever happens around him

“it’s nothing, haj, i'm fine. just a little bit tired from school.” you whisper as you tiptoe to give him a kiss but instead, a gasp is forced out of you as he carries you bridal style into to the bedroom

hajime kicks through the door, still rubbing circles on your leg. he knows you're not feeling good and just don't wanna be a "hindrance", but to him, nothing and no one is more important than you

and you know this, but those ugly thoughts just disagrees and wants you to be miserable about every little thing. you hate that no matter what you do, they still manage push their way in and ruin your day

hajimes kisses your forehead and the tip of your nose lightly, "i don't wanna force you to talk about it if you're not ready just yet but remember that i'm all ears, okay? i love you so much, baby, you're perfect for me, always and whatever's bothering you is our problem, mhm?"

he must be an angel— you think, he's always patient with you and doesn't belittle you for having your moments of weaknesses that he says is a disguise of strength and that you being there with him despite everything makes you one of the bravest people out there

perhaps, he is — and you're one lucky person to be able to call him yours.

[prodshima]

goodnight y’all !! , it’s currently 2 am and i’m very much sleepy 😴 c ya tmr ! >__<

[prodshima]

just finished writing the second part of love languages (acts of service and words of affirmation) im planning to post a solo fiction for receiving gifts/gift giving but idk which character it's for yet, send an ask and suggest one if u wanna (pls do) ^_^ ❕🌷💌

[prodshima]

i have a very big feeling that mr. kuroo tetsuro is an acts of service type of boyfriend.. like idk he just gives off that vibe! *proceeds to write about it*🧍🏻‍♀️

[prodshima]

VEE hello !! i hope you've been doing well 🥺💗 idk if u rmbr me but lol yeah <3

omg omg hi apollo, of course i stil remember u ⁉ i hope you've been doing good as well ! ^__^

[prodshima]

love language scenarios 𖤐

warnings: i wrote this a couple months ago and i just realized that it doesn’t really fit their languages but i’m too caught up to rewrite the whole thing :(

pinned: just cute scenarios of 2 of my baby boys that’ll hopefully get me out of writer’s block :) also, is haikyuu tumblr still alive? lol :p

click here for: part two

ATSUMU MIYA - physical touch.

“baby, where are you? i’m home” atsumu drowsily calls out from the front door, kicking his feet out of his shoes before hastily hanging his coat on the rack when he hears you call out his name

with fast strides, atsumu rushes to the bedroom and shoves the door open, his heart immediately melting at the sight of you all cozy in his shirt. you look so cute and he just can’t help but jump on you to bury himself in your warmth (which he’d been looking forward to since he left for work at 7 in the morning) —oh how he missed you so so much.

“hi there my baby, how was work?” you ask him as you run your fingers through his hair gently, untying the knots in the process before bursting into muffled giggles when he lets out a groan

“ ‘s okay but i missed ya” atsumu whispers and glares at you teasingly when you tell him that the both of you just spent the whole weekend together, he knows it’s true but he doesn’t care.

as a comfortable silence envelopes the bedroom, atsumu peppers feathery kisses on your jaw, soft sighs leaving his lips when your gentle hands stroke his cheek in circles, suddenly feeling overwhelmed after facing a lifeless computer for almost 16 hours

“wanna have dinner, tsum?” you ask him after a few minutes of silence, suddenly remembering that you prepared a small meal for him to eat because you figured he hasn’t eaten yet

but you’re weirded out when silence envelops the room so you look down and there welcomes you your boyfriend lying on your chest who’ve never looked so fragile with his head resting on your chest, his legs tangled with yours, and his arms wrapped around your waist

“i love you so much, tsum” you whisper as you feel your own eyes closing as well, the both of you left to enjoy each other’s warmth, finally letting the night past.

TSUKISHIMA KEI - quality time.

for someone like tsukishima kei who’s used to always spending his free time studying before he came across you, he cherishes every moment the both of you spend together because he knows he’s not good with his words— whether it’s spent on little dates, staying at his dorm and snuggling while watching cliché movies, or even just listening to music together, it’s a thing he’ll never admit it though.

“tsukki, wanna walk me home?“

tsukishima turns around to you batting your eyelashes in attempt to “lure” him to walk home with you— he thinks it’s kind of stupid though because you know he’ll do even if you don’t ask him to, he’d never make you walk home alone this late in the afternoon especially knowing that you’re tired from all the lessons you had to take in 

and of course also due to your hectic schedules kicking your asses these past few weeks as finals come to a close, the both of you don’t see each other much in campus except during lunch breaks

“of course i have to, i don’t trust you enough to walk alone” tsukishima says with a fake sigh as he looks forwards, avoiding your eyes, but you decide not to tease him any further about how he just won’t admit that he wants to be with you just a little longer but instead, enjoying this side of him

as the both of you walk together silently with his earphones shared, listening to the playlist he made for you, well that he denied making, his hand suddenly grabs yours hastily, but still somewhat gentle and buries it in the pocket of his hoodie, catching you by surprise and pulling you closer to his side

you can’t help but smile at him sheepishly, that of course goes unnoticed by the tall man, judging, he looks at you with an eyebrow raised all while trying to keep his own unfazed aura because he knows exactly what’s running on your mind

“what are you looking at? hurry up, we still need to study when we get home” he scoffs softly, attempting to remove your hand from his but you don’t budge, gripping his hand tightly as you gaze at him in surprise

“huh?! are you staying with me today? you’re not going back to your dorm, tsukki? tsukki? tsukki !” you whine, swaying your hands together as he grins widely, turning around to leave a quick peck on your lips and pinching your cheeks together

“yeah, i am so get used to it because i’ll be doing it a lot more”, he admits and you tug his arm lightly, smacking him as you repeatedly ask what he meant by that

this is perfect, he thinks.

yeah it is.

© all works belong to @prodshima — don’t plagiarize, copy, modify, or claim my works as your own.

[prodshima]

if anyone’s still alive here, drop some prompts maybe? :p i’ll try to write it <3