#bokudai

[venus-autopsy]

the captains passing daichi around like a blunt send tweet

[shanshenshinshunn]

A haikyuu college au where daichi is pretty sloppy(?) outside of volleyball and school so the roommates aka the captain squad try to take care of him in their own way.

idk just thought of it lately and I feel like daichi develops into the type of person who does his best with schoolwork, volleyball and later on work but forgets to take care of himself, so who better take care of him than the captain squad themselves.

[weathertheraine]

Ah I love your art! So soft 🥺 if you're interested in more polyam pose suggestions- bokuroaka in c2 or bokurodai or oikurodai in h2?

Bokurodai is so blessed thank u for the ask !! Sawamura: captain crush supreme

(To ring in the new year I’m finishing the abandoned requests for these templates that I was doing last September! :D Not taking new ones thank you!)

[shiboliz]

polyamory ❤️

[hqrarepairtournament]

Round 1, Bracket B

KamaFuta (Kamasaki Yasuhi/Futakuchi Kenji) VS BokuDai (Bokuto Koutarou/Sawamura Daichi)

KamaFuta

BokuDai

Voting ended onApr 13, 2023

[neighbourhoodbroski]

My brain is being a bitch

[finnthebunneh]

Day 2 for @Daichilovefest - Voice: Soft / Loud

Roar!

[greyskyflowers]

Kuroo and Bokuto love visiting Daichi. Partly because they're harboring a massive crush on the guy but also because his store is one of the best in regards to magic.

The building itself is brick, old and has a few creaky stairs that lead up to a heavy oak door. Moss makes up the path to the entry and they originaly felt bad about stepping on it but it springs back to normal under their feet without any trouble. Wildflowers wave leaves in greeting when they pass by and the chimes by the door say hello is a hundred languages at once.

There are more plants hanging from the ceiling in beautiful handpainted planters. They peek over the edge of their homes to watch the visitors.

The oils and tinctures all press faces against their bottles as they bicker. The tea leaves on the shelf under them flutter up in down like the steady breathing of someone sleeping, the occasional snore sneaking through loud enough to be heard.

They walk past a girl who smiles at them, ribbon and lavender braided in her hair. They watch a daisy slowly bloom out of her braid next to the lavender and the start of ivy behind her ear.

There's a stunning painting that shows the stars and some planets, they can't hold back a snort when the man looking at it gets hit with a small shooting star that found it's way out of the frame. It rolls across the floor and into a marble made of what looks like granite.

There are bottles filled with scales and feathers, sandy shorelines with soft waves and they watch a fox run through a small meadow in one of the larger jars before it disappears.

They brought tea from a place around the corner, a very friendly kitchen witch that usually teases them when they come in and get their orders to visit Daichi. The whole neighborhood knows about their crush, the trees are not discret in their gossip and the sidewalk keeps some chalk to scribble little love poems at them on their way.

Daichi smiles at them with the sun when he sees them and they hope he sees the crestent moon in Kuroo's smile and a storm in Bokuto's.

The cup bleeds gold around the rim when Daichi takes his.

A shadow of a spider creeps out of the dark corner and down the wall, there's no body to be seen as it scurried across the floor and over to Kuroo's shoe where it disappears. He tugs at the shadows around the shop to make them a little bigger, gentle spirits take the opportunity to venture out past their usual hideouts and explore.

Bokuto sends little rain clouds over to the flowers, small cottonball like things that sprinkle rain gently. Thunder rumbles when he gets too excited and the shop cat lifts a sleepy head to glare at him.

Daichi asks Kuroo about the fireflies and their small feud with the honeybees. As if on cue a little bee pokes out Daichi's hair and seems to glares at Kuroo before ducking down again. He shrugs and grins, tells Daichi that the fireflies want to meet him because of how much Kuroo talks about him. Daichi's cheeks color like a sunset.

Bokuto blows on the window by the door and frost creeps up the glass like it's etched in the glass. Thunder rumbles again as Daichi praises it and the cat gives up on sleeping, getting up and visiting Kuroo briefly for disappearing around a corner. The crystals riot at all the noise being made and the small statues take the opportunity to stretch; stone, wood, and marble grinding loudly as they move.

They visit while they drink their tea, Kuroo's black with some sugar swirling like a galaxy, Bokuto's with so much milk and sugar added to it that it's almost white, Daichi sipping at his with steam still rising from it long after it should have cooled off.

He kisses both of them on the cheek when they leave and they stumble off blushing.

The cat sits on the porch and rolls his eyes, muttering to the crow on the railing that humans were ridiculous.

The crow laughs.

They spend the day in a happy haze, thoughts full of sun-kissed skin and warm brown eyes. They don't understand why everyone laughs at them when they get back until they look at each other and realize the spot Daichi kissed was sunburned.