#haikyuuu

[snoww-drop]

Idk about y'all but if these big ol' doe eyes would look at me, I'd cry

[r1elle]

i literally wrote this at 1 am after staring at my ceiling wondering if men were real .. anyway, enjoy my little drabble!

childhood best friend kageyama who doesn’t know where it all started.

i mean, since when did you suddenly become so.. genetically pleasing to look at? (his words.) i mean, you were always pretty, but something about you after this sudden predicament of his made it all so different.

and why are all the things you liked, —from snacks, accessories, and etcetera, all stashed away in some hidden drawer in his room?

he doesn’t know why and how these things even came to be.

oh, poor him, not knowing why he’s getting so agitated and temperamental at your gawking over to some celebrity crush of yours as he watches you hang up posters of said crush.

“he’s not even all that. he’s probably a horrible person behind those cameras.. don’t trust what you see.” he says, sitting at your newly decorated room. tsk. this room was way better when you didn’t pay attention to those lame male celebrities.

as you protest and defend your new crush, kageyama can’t help but notice the shine in your eyes, accentuating the already beautiful colour that rested in it. stupid sunlight beam coming from your slightly open blinds.

he merely scoffs,

not because of your nonsensical (his words, again..) rambling,— no. rather, the way your features looked so alluring under the sun just made him even all the more frustrated.

seriously, are friends supposed to feel this way?

poor tobio. guess he’ll just have to wait until the day he angrily confesses his love comes.

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my 2020 self is laughing at my 2024 self rn (i swore to myself that wouldn’t go back to this era again)

[theonlytooruoikawa]

Old wallpaper vs NEWWWW!!!!

[haikyuuusimp]

Not good enough -Oikawa Tooru

part1 mlist

Chapter 2

“AHH—WAIT! Y/N! Don’t go—lemme walk you home!”

you turned around halfway through the door with that same little smirk.

“no need. i can walk by myself.”

“no, i insist. there are creepy weirdos out there. i won’t feel right unless i walk with you.”

“oh please,” you rolled your eyes, grabbing your jacket properly this time. “trust me, no one would dare.”

“ahhh, fine then,” he sighed with a hand on his hip, pretending like he lost the argument. “come on. let me walk you halfway. then you can act like you're strong and independent.”

“i am strong and independent.”

“ahh alright fine,” you said, sighing. “come, walk me home. then you go straight home.”

“aww, y/n-chan cares about me~”

“ohhh shut up.”

The walk was easy.

You really meant all that.

“All what?”

“Everything you said.”

“...Yes.”

“Thank you.”

Oikawa’s heart was beating so fast. He hadn’t felt this kind of warmth in a long, long time.

You talked about your passions, volleyball, and what you’re gonna do after high school. It’s been so long since Oikawa had a normal, calm conversation with a girl who wasn’t fangirling, giggling, or asking for a selfie.

You were walking through the quiet dead of the night, cool wind brushing by.

“I haven’t had a conversation like this in a long time,” he said after a while.

“Like what?”

“With a girl who wasn’t giggling and asking for my autograph.”

You laughed softly.

Then you looked up at the sky.

“What’re you looking at?” he asked.

“The stars… It’s beautiful tonight.”

But Oikawa wasn’t looking at the stars. He was looking at you.

“Yeah… breathtaking,” he muttered under his breath, not sure if you even heard.

But your eyes shifted, and your lips curved a little.

“I know you’re looking at me, Oikawa.”

You smiled that little smirk again. Oikawa’s heart skipped a beat.

You smiled that little smirk again. Oikawa’s heart skipped a beat.

You walked a little further. “Yep, this is me. My stop.”

Oikawa didn’t want you to go. He wanted you. He wanted to listen to all your passion. He didn’t want to let you go.

You both stood there, staring at each other in the dead of the night, the moonlight shining brightly above.

“So… I was thinking, umm… maybe I can see you, like after school… like, uh, outside,” he said quietly, “if you want.”

He was blushing so hard, you could see it even in the dim light.

You smiled and said, “Text me, Oikawa.”

He watched you walk away, heart pounding like crazy, the night feeling a little warmer now.

[whatthefudgeart]

Doodled kenma:3

[kitasgloves]

"I bet Sakusa Kiyoomi can't cook shit"

I have to disagree because I am a firm, no, STRONG believer that Sakusa Kiyoomi is PHENOMENAL at cooking.

As you can see, in this official illustration, he states that he doesn't eat a riceball prepared by someone else. My assumption is that since he doesn't (easily) trust eating someone else's cooking, he makes himself his own food. I'm convinced that he meticulously learns how to cook his preferred dishes and it's delicious as hell.

In conclusion, Sakusa Kiyoomi can fucking cook thank you very much.

This is my excuse to push my Kiyoomi househusband agenda

[urgirlmoon]

Kita Shinsuke x Reader

Characters: You, Kita, Atsumu, Osamu, Suna, Aran

Side Characters: Your mom, Your dad, Other characters from other schools (Hinata)

Warning(s): Slight nsfw(still sfw)

Author Notes f/c/f = Favorite cake flavor, n/n = Nickname f/f = favorite flower

Kita and you have been friends since elementary, you’re now third years. It was your birthday and you were at your house. Everything was set up and your friends were there. Everyone was eating and you were talking with the twins about games since you were Inarazaki’s manager. Soon Hinata, a friend Atsumu had made, came up “So, when’s cake?” He asked and you smiled “Now, if everyone’s ready.” He nodded and you walked to the kitchen and Atsumu rounded everyone up. I sat at the table and Kita came up and set the cake down and you looked at it smiling softly as tears filled my eyes. It was a f/c/f with f/f designs and it said ‘Happy Birthday n/n!’ Your childhood nickname only Kita could call you. No one else. You hated when anyone else said it. Kita placed his hand on your neck and lifted your head a little and kissed your head and everyone started singing happy birthday. You blew out the candles and everyone cheered. While handing out cake the twins came up to you “So.. The hand placement…” Atsumu said smirking and Osamu was smirking as well “Something going on?” Osamu asked and you punched him softly “Shut up.” You say, glaring at them, and they laugh and walk away while whispering, you can only assume what they’re whispering about. When cake was served you sat on your porch and took in the sunlight. Aran came and sat next to you “He likes you, you know?” He says and you look at him “Who?” You ask. “Kita.” He answers simply and You roll your eyes “What makes you say that?” You ask and he just chuckles “Probably the fact that he never stops staring at you, the fact that he got that cake made specially for you, nickname, favorite flowers, favorite flavor, favorite color, favorite icing. The kiss.” You just stare at him and sigh “He always kisses my head.” You say as you finish eating your piece of cake. “Oh, I know, that is why I’m saying something. Now, he might come out here soon, so I’ll leave you be.” Aran said then patted your shoulder and then went back inside. Sure enough Kita came out the door a few minutes later and sat next to you “Hi..” You said softly as you leaned on his shoulder. He smiled at you and wrapped an arm around you “You think it’s time to tell them?” He asked and you looked at him and laughed “Everyone keeps coming to me to tell me you like me.” You said and then smiled “But I already know that.” You add and lean further into his side. He lets out a laugh and shakes his head “Of course they have…”

[soleelia]

HAHAHAHA JAPAN WON LETS GO HAIKYUU FANS *screams*

My wish came true qwq let irl Japan win bc we all know who won in the manga IM SO HAPPYYYY AAAAA