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[eyearebee]

HEY HEY HEY!!!

I never knew I can hear pictures

[iwach4n]

oyaaa may I ask if I could request a yaku & akaashi headcanon of how they would show their love to their s/o ? 🥺

I love love love the 'how they show affection' requests they're always So Soft hnnnnnng. Im also going back to requests for a lil bit coz inspiration for the 500 event is l o w

How They Show Affection

YAKU

Yaku is one of the ones who mainly shows affection through words

You'll get a load of compliments from him about everything, from your appearance to your talents to your personality

Sometimes, he'll bust out the sweetest speeches about how happy you make him. They always at least come close to making you cry, and you sometimes joke that he's gonna have his work cut out for him to come up with an even better one if he proposes to you

He'll correct that 'if' into a 'when', and then you're crying all over again

Despite that, he's not one to drop 'I love you's every five seconds. He takes those very seriously, and he also doesn't want to pressure you into saying it back if you don't feel ready

A more subtle sign of his love is his unwavering support

If you date Yaku, your problems are his problems, your victories are his victories, your ridiculously hard project that you left until the last minute is his too (though he will scold you about procrastinating while helping you)

He always helps you in anything that you need and pushes you towards your full potential

But, if you ever feel too pressured and tell him that you don't have the energy or motivation to do anything more than half-ass something even with his help, he will totally understand and be right behind you with kisses and words of affirmation to spare

AKAASHI

The main word I can think of for how he'd show his affection is 'soft'

He's never one for big long speeches or being overly clingy and physically affectionate

But he still holds your hand a lot, and gives you gentle kisses on the cheek, or forehead, or lips, or wherever really

He also slips in compliments whenever they're due, whether you did really well on something you've been working hard for or he just thinks you look cute in a mundane moment

I can imagine him saying 'I love you' a lot

It takes a while for him to say it the first time, but after that, it's at least once every day

He says it most often at the end of a phone call or when you part ways at the end of the day, but sometimes it'll just slip out when the two of you are chilling in a comfortable silence, or in place of a thank you

Akaashi also just so obviously cares for you and your wellbeing

Makes sure you’re eating enough, staying hydrated, getting a healthy amount of sleep, dressed warm enough if its cold, mentally feeling okay, the whole shebang

He also manages not to be annoying and naggy about it, because he’s observant enough to notice that your water bottle is still full or your stomach is growling more than usual or you seem particularly subdued. If you aren’t taking care of yourself, or something gets in the way, he knows and he’s already gently reminding you

[michikooo]

Credits to the real owner:)

[kuroosmainbitch]

OKAY GUYS I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE GOING THROUGH BUT YOU NEED TO STAY ALIVE UNTIL NEXT YEAR FOR HAIKYUU S4

[iwach4n]

Omg thank you for opening the prompts!!! And congrats!! May I request Miya Atsumu with prompt n. 93? 😁 thank you!

This is shorter than the other ones but its more the length I expected these to turn out so

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prompt: "Will you stop pretending you're so big and strong and just let me help?"

pairing: atsumu x reader

word count: 670

read time: 2 minutes 30 seconds

synopsis: Atsumu is trying to show off, but that's really not helping you move this furniture quicker

warnings: profanity

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500 Follower Event Masterlist

You didn’t need anyone to tell you that moving in with Atsumu would be no easy feat. He thoroughly enjoyed teasing you, he barely understood the concept or point of putting clothes on hangers, he seemed to have made a hobby out of getting up early to work out before practice and then complaining about not getting enough sleep - the list could go on. But despite all of that, it was a challenge you were more than willing to take, because you loved his annoying ass and showed no signs of stopping any time soon. Waking up next to him every day, instead of the couple of times a week one of you slept at the other’s place, seemed more like a blessing than a curse.

The moving process, however, was proving just how frustrating your boyfriend could be, and for one main reason - he refused to let you help with anything.

First, he had insisted on being the one to scour through endless websites and apps to find a worthy apartment for the two of you, presenting you with a handful of the best ones at the end of his search. These had taken you approximately twenty minutes to look through, as opposed to the hours he had spent on the task. Next, you had to argue with him for a whole week until he let you pay half of the cost. He did earn quite a bit more than you as a professional volleyball player, you had to give him that. But this wasn't just his apartment, god dammit! It had been sweet at first, but he was getting on your last nerve.

And now, well, this was the last straw. Admittedly it definitely wasn't the worst showcase of gentlemanly self-sacrifice you'd seen from him recently. But it was very clear that the sofa was not going anywhere, even with all his muscle and grunting.

"Are you sure you don't need a hand, Atsumu?" you asked for the fifth time in the last twenty minutes. You'd managed to unpack all the cutlery and crockery into the kitchen and organise all the boxes into their designated rooms in the time he had taken to move the thing about an inch.

"I told you, babe, I'm fine," came his response, despite him very clearly not being fine.

"That's why you're making absolutely no progress?"

He glowered at you playfully, then went back to pushing at the sofa.

“I’ll get there. I ain’t a professional athlete for nothing.”

You rolled your eyes, ignoring him as you joined him at the end of the piece of furniture. Just as you were about to start pushing as well, he stopped, a pout on his face.

“(Y/N), I said I can do it myself,” he said, almost whining. One of his arms found a place around your waist, pulling you towards him - no doubt a tactic to either distract you or bribe you into leaving him alone.

“Will you stop pretending you’re so big and strong and just let me help?” you scolded, your attempt at remaining strict crumbling slightly as he pulled you closer to him, making you crack a small smile.

“Pretending? I’m hurt,” he laughed, perching himself on the armrest and bringing you to stand between his legs, your faces mere inches apart. You couldn’t help but wrap your arms around his neck and give him a quick kiss, but you most certainly weren’t going to give up.

“As much as I’d love to stand here and kiss you all day, don’t you dare think I’m going to forget what’s happening,” you chuckled, “it is very obvious that, despite all your work outs and training, you are still not going to move this sofa across carpet on your own.”

“Fine,” Atsumu finally conceded, loosening his grip to release you, “I could totally do it myself though.”

“If you say so, Mr Muscle,” you giggled, giving him another kiss before leaving his arms and positioning yourself to start pushing.