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Not done yet but this is how far I came so far :)
Part 1 Read from right <- to left
This is Part two
Read from the right <- to the left
🚫The Boys Catch
Someone Violating
Their Female SO🚫
Kenma Kuzome x Female reader; Kuroo Tetsuro x Female reader; Ushijima Wakatoshi x Femake Reader; Tendo Satori x Female Reader
Warnings: This could potentially be a very triggering topic so please read the warnings. Unwanted touching, unwanted photography taken, sexual harassment, bullying.
A/N: This is an request from @demonbitterbite last year. I'm usually pretty lighthearted when just write these headcannons but I just want everyone to know that it's NEVER EVER ok for anyone to touch you without your permission! Remember, asking permission/ getting consent is the only way to go 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻
Kenma Kozume
Kenma isn't the most "alpha" of the bunch
But that doesn't mean he's not protective
Not only is he protective but man's is observant
Let's say you are taking the train home with Kenma after practice
It's standing room only so you both hold on
You talk and Kenma listens
He's probably on his phone too
But this is your routine
And kenma is a pro at multitasking
However he's also a pro at observation
So when he sees a guy scooting close to you and putting his phone under your skirt
All bets are off
He's going to grab you and pull you behind him
Then he will stop the train and call the police
He's also probably snapped a picture of the man ir better yet his ID
Kenma doesn't play around with crap like that
Plus he has a wicked glare
He will tend to you while seeing that the police handle the creep
He will ask how you are and what he can do to help you
Kenma may seem aloof but he's the most rational of the bunch
Kuroo Tetsuro
Kuroo is the most irrational of the group
He is SO protective of his partner
Like he knows you can handle yourself but when you are with him
No way is he going to let anyone mess with you
So when you stop by the gym after your club meeting to walk him with him, he will happily oblige
You are waiting for him to get changed in the club room
Minding your own business, checking your socials
Suddenly a group a nasty boys comes up behind you and you hear a picture snap
You turn around only to see one of the boys pull his phone from below your skirt
Seriously how Violating!
You start to cry because that's so messed up
The boys laugh when Kuroo comes out to see what happened
You lean into him and sob
He asks you what's wrong and the boys just laugh
Then one really stupid one says "nothing dude just getting a glimpse up your girls skirt"
Bad idea bro
Kuroo will absolutely lose it
I headcannon kuroo can fight
Like broken noses, brushed ribs the whole shebang
He will totally beat the absolute crap out of anyone who hurts you
Meanwhile, Kenma and Kai have probably come to console you
Yaku is totally helping Kuroo
Kuroo will break the guys phone and tell them to never fuck with any girl ever again
That's all they need
They run off crying
Honestly they deserve it
Kuroo totally grabs you and holds you close
Mans will buy you whatever or do whatever he can to make you feel better
You don't want ro mess with Kuroo's girl
Ushiwaka Wakatoshi
Ushi wins the award for most intimidating
Seriously the man is like 6'3" and scary as hell
Have you seen his hands wrapped around a volleyball?
He could crush someone's throat
But Ushi also isn't the violent type
Unless it comes to his SO
You somehow managed to wiggle your way into the heart of Ushijima Wakatoshi
Seriously a feat in itself yn
He trusts you and you trust him
You often go to tournaments and cheer him on
Ushi secretly loves it trust me
So you are up cheering the boys on with the other partners of Shiratorizawa when there is a creep lurking behind you
You don't pay much attention to them because like some people just give off weird vibes
It isn't until your friend alerts you that the person is taking pictures up your skirt that you lose it
You whip around, slapping the person in the face
The slap heard round the world
Seriously tho, the game just ended and the boys are packing up
You scream and yell at the person
Ushi takes off towards you
Mans is running people over!
You and your friends managed to corner the creep who is denying the accusations
I mean they were caught read handed but ok go off
You tell Wakatoshi what happened
His gaze snaps to the person and his eyes blaze fire
You actually get nervous
I mean he's even more on his game than he was when they played Karasuno
"Delete that photo now or pay" he says
The person instantly complies
Like zero hesitation
"Don't you ever do anything like that ever again"
Ushi just solved the world's creep problems with his stare
Afterwards he will consol you and ask if you are ok
You totally are
Ushiwaka is so proud of you
Tendo Satori
Tendo is absolutely feral
Like mans is a golden retriever boyfriend
Sweetest most caring man
But he's alot like Kuroo
He can be fun but do not get him angry
I think Tendo is one of those guys that takes alot to get angry
But when he is, oof
You and Tendo are on a date
You stop to look over a bridge because it's a nice day
You are wearing the cutest summer dress and sandals
Tendo has his arm around you
It's so cute
Until some jerk ruins it
They just walk by, flip your dress up and snap a picture
Honestly it happened so fast it felt like it didn't happen
But you know it did and so did Tendo
You are so embarrassed and rightfully so
Tendo is enraged
Like he's going to LOSE IT
Without hesitation he will kick the person to the ground and start beating on them
You have to drag him off YN
But like should you?
I'll leave that up to you
The person is totally crying and saying they were "just joking"
Sexual harassment isn't a joke dude
Tendo will whale on the person until they finally apologize and delete the photo
Then he will simply get up, grab you, hug and kiss you and walk off
Like nothing happened
Just another day in paradise for Tendo
meeting your parents 、hq captains
genre : headcannons, fluff
includes : karasuno, aoba johsai, inzarizaki, nekoma, fukurodani, shiratorizawa
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kita shinsuke your folks will absolutely adore him who wouldn’t heck, they would ask you to marry him on the spot and he's extremely polite to both you and your parents. four of you talk through dinner and through the night. despite your mother telling him to not trouble himself with the task of washing them. while your parents share embarrassing stories of you when you were younger, kita would hug you while he laughs and your hands covering your face, begging your parents to stop. “shinsuke, you are the perfect man and i’m willing to let you run off with my daughter anytime.” your father would say something like that.
oikawa tooru oh god, oikawa. both of you had rehearsed for this day for the longest time but he somehow manages to screw up the meeting. they asked him a question and to which he replied with a joke about your private life. the whole table goes silent and he tries to lighten the mood with more jokes this time about himself but nothing changes. in fact, it only made the atmosphere even more awkward. the rest of the meal goes by at snail’s pace and after he leaves, your parents tell you to not invite him over again until he changes his attitude.
kuroo tetsurou he would show up all clad in a suit with a bouquet in his hands. he even changed his hairstyle! believe it or not, this boy was really nervous the entire time, even after warming up to your folks. at the start of dinner he didn’t use a lot of his chemistry related jokes or just jokes in general until you question him. “tetsurou, why aren’t you using your jokes? i thought you prepared them.” he was too nervous and forgot all about them. your parents told him that they enjoyed silly jokes and kuroo winds up using them too much.
sawamura daichi this guy is so well prepared, it’s as if he’s been through meeting someone’s parents. he says nothing wrong, even when your parents throw him a question that was relatively tough to answer. your parents adored him and they tell daichi that he’s husband material. of course, he occasionally gets flustered and calms his nerves by giving your hand a squeeze.
bokuto koutarou bokuto’s so so nervous, he made sure he kept his emotions in check and makes sure he doesn’t go emo mode or get too happy and relaxed. unknown to you, he had gone to akaashi to ask for help on how to use certain words and what he should do when he meets your parents. “akaashi, do i shake her parents’ hands?” he actually does really well at keeping his emotions in check. you notice that he’s been trying to control himself and so when you tell him to just be his usual self, he suddenly became 2x louder. not that your parents minded though. they really enjoyed his company and told him to visit more often.
ushijima wakatoshi your parents were a bit unsure about him at first as he was so quiet and had an aloof aura around him. everytime he answers a question, he does so with only a few words. dinner went by awkwardly and after everyone eats, ushijima insists on washing the dishes. if you had any siblings, he would play with them. your parents saw how loving he was towards you and eventually changed their opinions on him.
happy birthday sunshine incarnate!!!
rewatched haikyuu for ur bd again🧡☀️🏐
I regret nothing!
pairing: terushima x black!reader
synopsis: terushima can't stand his gf being in pain
word count: 302
warnings: its terushima
type: one-shot/drabble
a/n: lol i love black history month
Y/n ended the call and groaned in pain. Her boyfriend gave her a list of assignments she missed at school while she was sick. She was feeling better then yesterday, but she really missed her boyfriend.
She unwillingly got up and headed for her backpack. She hadn't done any work all week and probably wouldn't get extra time on it. Grabbing her notebooks out of it, she began flipping through the pages.
No sooner then that, a sharp knock was at her window. She hesitated before walking up to the window. Y/n pulled the curtains beside to see who was there. Her loving boyfriend, Terushima, was still in his volleyball clothes. She quickly opened the window and let him in.
He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before moving to her desk. "Since you said you weren't feeling well princess I got you some things." He pulled out two plastic bags from his backpack. One was filled with all her favorite snacks. The other had a pink teddybear holding a heart.
Y/n cupped Terushima's face and kissed his forehead. "You know you didn't have to do this?" He took her hand off his face and kissed it. "I wanted to. I brought some movies too in case you were bored without me being here."
Terushima reached in his backpack again and searched for the dvd player near her tv. Y/n grabbed the two bags off of her desk and placed them on one of her nightstands before settling under the covers.
Once he got the movie playing, Terushima joined Y/n in bed. "Your gonna get sick if you lay in bed with me you big dork." He planted a kiss on her neck. "I wouldn't mind. That way I can spend all day with you."
pairing: bokuto x femblack!reader
synopsis: um bokuto and his gf spend a morning together
word count: 536
type: one-shot
a/n: bhm isn't over yet! i'll get back to gender neutral stuff in the second week of march. in the meantime enjoy black history month!
The banging sound of pots and pans filled Y/n's family's home as the sun rose into the sky. She reluctantly covered her ears with a pillow before turning to her side. She was met with hard abs pressed against a loose t-shirt. Hints of her boyfriend's cologne filled her nose as Y/n closed the space between the two. Y/n glanced up and saw Bokuto smiling back at her.
This was one of the rare times his hair wasn't slicked up with gel, but rather framed his face. Y/n could tell he needed hair dye because his black roots were more visible then usual. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her forehead. "Its Sunday do we have to get out of bed?" Bokuto whined. "My family made breakfast for us though. The least we can do is eat it."
His lips brushed across hers softly just long enough to tell that Y/n hadn't brushed her teeth. Bokuto playfully pushed her away, "Eww go brush your teeth." Y/n pouted. "Yours smells so much worse then mine." She begrudgingly got out of her bed and stretched. She flicked the switch on the baby pink lamp sitting on her nightstand.
Her favorite color slippers awaited by her bed as she slipped them on and headed to her bathroom. She flicked the switch to reveal white tile on the walls and floor. Y/n walked up to her sink and reached in the cabinet underneath for her toothpaste. The toothbrushes resided in a cup on the right side of the sink's counter. Bokuto barged in behind her and grabbed the second toothbrush.
He began hogging the mirror so she pushed him out of the way. "You two better not be doing anything up there!" Y/n's mom called from the first floor. They both agreed they were just brushing their teeth and would be down soon. Bokuto whisper yelled in his girlfriend's ear, "You need to be quiet before your mom comes up here."
Y/n whisper yelled back, "Your the one making all the noise. I'm just trying to brush my teeth." Bokuto grumbled and spit into the sink. He rinsed his toothbrush off and Y/n could hear him grumbling down the stairs. Sensitive little shit, Y/n thought. She wiped her mouth off with a towel and headed downstairs.
The smell of freshly baked cinnamon rolls filled the air as Y/n took a seat at the kitchen table. Bokuto was already stuffing his face with cinnamon rolls, bacon, and eggs before she even got a chance to sit down. Y/n's mom laughed and expressed how glad she was that he liked her cooking. Y/n rolled her eyes and told her boyfriend to slow down. Once breakfast was finished, he insisted on helping with the dishes.
Y/n was more then happy to let him take over the chore and get Mariokart ready in the living room. She sat cross-legged on the rug and popped the cartridge into the Nintendo Switch. Just as the opening began to play, Bokuto popped his head in the living room and sat right next to Y/n. "Eager today aren't we?"
name for a ballet iwaizumi fic?
Hi there, I was wondering if you could do a Kuroo x reader (fluff) at his formal and he introduces you to all his team mates etc? Thanks so much.
Hi friend! This is my first request so I hope I did well!! I did this in the form of headcanons with a mini scenario if you don’t mind 💗💕💖
Rating: SFW
Genre: Fluff
A/N: Yikes, this went way out of proportion too, but hey I love myself some Kuroo fluff and this was an excellent way to do it
Kuroo x Reader: Two Lives
First off, Kuroo is a massive dork and he likes to hide it
He asked you to formal/prom in the hallway of the school with a large poster, tbh probably teased you for the blush you got due to all the people watching
Nonetheless, of course you had to say yes, the way he had presented you flowers was the cherry on top of this already sweet cupcake
Your parents both love Kuroo and were so excited for you to be going with him
When the day of the formal finally came, you dressed up incredibly nicely and continued to touch up your appearance until Kuroo camee to pick you up like he said he would
The rhythmic knocks on the front door made your mother leap off her chair to answer it
You could hear from the bathroom your mother’s greetings to your boyfriend and date, her cheekily stating how handsome he looked
Your mother called for you to come out and your heart stopped
Honestly it felt like you were about to present yourself to him in your wedding dress or something
Fixing your hair quickly, you hurried to the door
Wow... Kuroo’s smirk at your sheepish smile made your heart melt
Boy, was your mother right, he looked so good in his suit *chefs kiss*
Even his bed hair looked better than usual even though he didn’t do anything else to it
This dork took you by the hand and kissed your knuckles in front of your damn mother
He’d whisper “you look beautiful” before whipping out his f/c corsage which you took while shooting him back a compliment
After gathering your things he led you back to his car
The whole ride to the venue was full of giggles, whispers and sneaky kisses
Kuroo would try to hide it but he was incredibly nervous for the formal as his entire team would be there
He tried to keep your life with him seperate from his life of volleyball, but you couldn’t help but be proud of him when you found out he was the captain for Nekoma’s team
Despite going to the same school as the team, Kuroo hid you very well and no one in the team knew he had a girlfriend, not that he was embarrassed of you but because he thought you’d be more interested in the other team members than him jealous baby be protective
Of course you knew Kenma already, but Kenma being Kenma, he didn’t really let it bother him
The two of you walked through the doors of the venue hand in hand and that was when the fun began
The dark room was illuminated by sudden flashing lights, the disco ball’s reflective sparkles dancing across the room. Music and chattering filled your ears, making it hard to even hear Kuroo next to you.
“Did you want to get a drink?” The music drowned him out, causing him to squeeze your hand to get your attention.
“Huh?”
“Drinks?” He asked again, this time snooping down to talk into your ear.
“Oh, yeah,” you nodded, “That sounds good.”
Kuroo took to standing behind you to guide you through the crowd by the hold his large hands had on your waist. The tables covered in platters of food was surrounded by students - some your friends that gave you either a wink or a wave. You knew the wink was in reference to your date, after all, Kuroo was the guy every girl in third year had a crush on.
However, if they actually knew him, all the more popular or pretty girls that want him for his bed hair and piercing cat-like eyes would be confused. His looks were deceiving, as nothing or no one could convince you your boyfriend wasn’t the biggest dork ever.
Spying the punch bowl, you nudged Kuroo and led him around the long table. When you reached it, Kuroo used his height to scoop a drink for the both of you over the heads of the a group of first year girls.
They giggled at him, only for Kuroo to smirk and slyly comment, “Kids.”
You took a sip of the tangy fruit punch and let Kuroo walk you towards the other side of the room. It was remarkably more quiet, letting you catch your breath a little.
“Not your scene, huh?” Kuroo pressed a kiss to your hairline as you took another sip from your plastic cup.
“Well, it’s not that,” you shrugged, “I was just hoping I’d get to meet the team tonight like you promised ages ago.”
Kuroo sighed, making you hold your breath. You knew how observant he was and trusted him to realise you were being serious. You were kind of tired being a secret from his team - he was their captain. If they were all like Kenma, what’s the harm in that?
“Are you sure? They can be a bit much.”
“Of course I’m sure! They’re your teammates. You’re not ashamed of them, are you?”
Kuroo pursed his lips together; he looked as though he was deep in thought, “No... but they’re troublesome.”
The laugh you let out was hysterical enough on its own, causing Kuroo to grab your chin and tilt it upwards.
“What's so funny?” He growled, rubbing his nose gently across yours.
“Why did you say that like you were an old man, or something?”
“Alright...” He couldn’t hold in his smile, shaking his head in amusement. “We’ll go see if I can find anyone.”
He unwillingly led you back into the crowd, keen eyes searching through the heads of dancing and talking partners or friend groups.
The first teammate he spotted he couldn’t miss in a hundred miles. Platinum hair stood almost a full head over the crowd, seemingly arguing with someone lost in the crowd.
Kuroo tugged on your hand in the direction of his teammate. It didn’t take long to reach the tall boy, he having seen you two coming. His green eyes widened upon seeing his captain and he beamed a bright smile while waving.
“Lev! I’m not done with you!” A second voice cried up to who you now assumed was Lev.
“But Kuroo’s coming! And he has a girl with him!”
“What.”
When you finally came to stand beside Kuroo and Lev, you saw the second boy. His was remarkably short for a volleyball player but you kept your mouth shut, already knowing that his temper must be as short as he is.
“Yaku, Lev, this is my girlfriend, y/n.” Kuroo placed a hand on the small of your back in comfort. “Yaku is a third year and Lev is a first year.”
“Hi... you’re really tall for a first year, Lev,” you could only comment with a sweet smile to sugar coat it. The last thing you wanted was to come across as rude.
“Yeah, I get that a lot,” Lev rubbed the back of his neck with a smile, “You’re really pretty.”
“Oh, thank you,” the compliment made you curl into Kuroo.
Yaku grumbled, “Keep your beefy cat eyes off Kuroo’s girlfriend, you Tin-headed Titan.”
“That’s right,” Kuroo dug his nose into your neck, kissing it lightly.
You laughed at how it tickled, hiding your face in your hands. Lev and Yaku shielded their eyes, embarrassed by the PDA of their captain.
Yaku cleared his throat, “Kuroo, that’s enough. Are Kenma and Yamamoto here?”
“Of course Kenma isn’t here,” Lev nodded, “I guess Yamamoto is, though.”
“Nope,” Kuroo shook his head, “The guy got rejected by his date; he said he’s in misery and didn’t want to go.”
The giggles and comments the four of you made for the rest of the night warmed your heart. Both Lev and Yaku were lovely and friendly, but it was a shame neither Kenma or Yamamoto - whoever he was - couldn’t join you. Eventually, Kuroo led you away from them once he was sick of the others.
“I’m glad you got along with them.”
“Of course, they were really nice.”
“If you handled them, maybe you’re ready to meet Bokuto and Akaashi too.”
Oikawa x Reader: Support
Summary: When Oikawa’s knee plays up during the final set, it costs his team the game. He’s distraught, but you come down from the stands to put him at ease. You try your best to comfort him, being both his physical and emotional support.
Rating: SFW
Genre: Fluff, angst, comfortttt (my fav)
Word Count: 2k
A/N: This is the second thing I’ve written for Oikawa to do with injuries... He’s had free rent in my brain for the last couple of days. Warning: this is unedited, sorry
Echoing cheers filled your ears, the large gatherings of supporters filling the stadium. Everyone’s hearts were in their ears, thumping like the drums many teams’ supporters had brought.
The game had been tight, Seijoh having been pushed into a tight spot. It was the final set, having lost the first and catching up in the second. Both sets had slipped into a Duce, this set one point away.
You were there to support Seijoh, or more specifically, your boyfriend. He’d given you his spare jersey to wear to cheer him on, the large number 1 attracting attention from many of his fangirls. It was situations like these you wished Oikawa wasn’t as flashy, not having to plaster that you were his right across your chest. However, you quickly forgot that you were wearing it, and so did his fans, completely sucked into the game.
Even though you sat so far away, you could see how exhausted both teams seemed. Both of them were so determined to win that you were almost concerned that they would push themselves over the edge.
More specifically, you were worried about Oikawa.
Recently, he had been expressing concern for his knee. You’d try telling him to take it easy once in a while if it was causing him that much trouble, but you knew he wouldn’t listen.
Now, watching him run backwards and forwards across the court begged for you to stare at his knee, as if the eye contact would miraculously heal it. The white knee brace stood out among the black pads, only an inescapable reminder that wouldn’t let you forget. But, you feared Oikawa had; too caught up in the moment.
Biting your bottom lip, you watched and waited as he set the ball to Iwaizumi for their quick. The blockers were inaccurate, resulting in the ball blasting through to the other side. A sloppy receive caused the ball to shoot off to the side, Seijoh receiving the point. It placed them in Duce.
You began to grow impatient, wondering how long it would go on for. The slight wobble in Oikawa’s run made you think that it wouldn’t be such a bad thing if the next two points ended the game, Seijoh’s or not Seijoh’s.
Mattsun served, hoping to keep the momentum going. His serve was received, the opposing libero placing the ball in the perfect place for the setter. After the ball spun into the air, their ace spiked it. Oikawa and Iwaizumi leaped up to block, the ball passing through. Makki received it, putting it in place for Oikawa.
Your heart clenched as he moved to set. His jaggered movements twisted his knee and you could see the wince on Oikawa’s face as the shock of the knee pain kicking in.
He staggered, falling to the ground. Iwaizumi turned to him when he heard a sharp inhale from his setter. The ball bounced on their side of the court, and the whistle blew.
Springing to your feet, you ran to the rail and leaned over it. Oikawa sat on the ground, Iwaizumi kneeling next to him. You watched as Iwaizumi wrapped one of Oikawa’s arms around his neck and led him off the court. Your boyfriend shot a tiny glance in your direction, before turning to watch where his feet were going. The glisten of regret in his eyes made your lip quiver.
The hobble in his walk over to the bench caused you to take off down the stairs closest to the Seijoh cheer squad. Breathing heavily, you sprinted around the gymnasium, hoping that you’d be allowed onto the court. Instead, you didn’t care. You needed to get to Oikawa.
When you reached the place where he stood, shaking his head at his coach. Iwaizumi argued too, his voice loud enough to hear. They wanted him to go to the medical wing, but Oikawa was refusing.
You sighed, walking hurriedly to stand next to Oikawa. He saw you coming, forcing on a fake smile.
“Ah, Y/N-chan!”
Before he could continue, you frowned at him and he closed his mouth. You looked his coach dead in the eyes.
“He can’t go to the medical wing; he can barely walk,” you said sternly, taking Oikawa’s hand in your own, “He’ll sit here with ice.”
You immediately regretted your tone, especially with the way coach judged you. His eyebrows were raised halfway up his forehead, obviously surprised with your assertiveness.
“Y/N-chan’s right, coach,” Oikawa laughed awkwardly, “They take good care of me.”
His coach laughed, “Good to see that he has you and Iwaizumi to keep him in check. Sit him down.”
Iwaizumi scoffed, slipping out from under Oikawa’s arm to let you take him place. The entire time it took you to take him over to the bench, he was smiling and chatting your ear off.
“I think we were playing well, Y/N-chan, don’t ya think? Man, it’s been a tough game. Shame this got in the way.”
You let him spew words, well aware that this was the way that he was covering up his hurt. Both physical and mental pain lingered over him, the tiny tears welling in his eyes the give away to you.
Having him around your shoulder allowed for you to easily manoeuvre him over to the bench. The limp in his step slowed you down slightly. Once you reached the bench, you carefully moved around to let him sit down. Kneeling before him, you let him raise his leg up so that his foot rested on your knee to elevate it slightly. You knew that the manager hurried to collected a bag of ice to place on his knee, so you stayed put.
Oikawa was far enough away from the team to suddenly let his guard down. The smile from his face dropped, as he took the damp towel his coach handed him. He placed it over his head, staring down at his lap. Avoiding your eyes, he clenched his fists and let his tears fall.
“Hey, Toru,” reached up to grab his hand, “Look at me, please.”
You wished you could get closer to him, but his foot resting on your knee prohibited you from moving.
He ignored you, and you sighed. Instead of pressuring him, you detached your hand from his hold. His fingers reached out with the absence of your warmth, but you continued with what you wanted to do.
Delicately, you pulled down his knee brace, shifting it down to his ankle. Air hitting his knee, Oikawa flinched slightly. You felt a little guilty, so you brought your hand back up to grab his. The soft skimming of your thumb over his knuckles soothed him, his small sniffles ceasing slightly.
Right as you were about to talk to him once again, his manager approached you. In his hands were a bag of ice and a fluffy towel. You thanked him and took the objects from him with your free hand.
After wrapping the ice in the towel and balancing it on Oikawa’s knee, you began to speak to him again.
“Hey, pretty boy,” you whispered, almost in an attempt of humour.
The use of his favourite nickname - that usually went to his head - received a little bit of attention. The towel over his head shifted as he looked up at you. His eyes were puffy and red, tear tracks staining his cheeks.
Your heart shattered, so you gestured for him to lean down to you. He did as he was told, the towel shielding his face. You reached out to wipe the tears from his cheeks with your knuckle, cooing at him softly.
“Look at you... you’re so handsome,” you tried to lift his mood in the best way you knew how, “Your tears and this towel are stopping me from seeing your face. I know you’re embarrassed, baby, I know.”
Oikawa shook his head, “I cost us the game because I didn’t listen to you telling me to take it easy. It hurts, Y/N-chan...”
“No, don’t “Y/N-chan” me, Toru,” you knew that being stern is the only way to get through to him, but to take attention away from your tone you held his face in your hands, “I know fully well that whatever I say to you when you step onto the court flies out the window. I only try because I care about you and I know that volleyball means the world to you. Don’t go blaming the game’s outcome on yourself either. Look, they’re still playing.”
You tilted his head so that he could see Yahaba set the ball and Kyotani spike it through the blockers. They scored the point, celebrating how they’re catching up.
Kunimi was the first to notice Oikawa watching, and he narrowed his eyes at him. Soon, Watari looked over, smiling and waving to his captain. Mattsun noticed too, both of them smirking knowingly. Yahaba scoffed, and Iwaizumi flipped Oikawa off.
To this, you narrowed your eyes, and Iwa rose his arms defensively. Nonetheless, your point was made, turning back to Oikawa. His eyes were wide, surprised.
“See, they’re not completely useless without you,” you stroked his cheek, “And they really do love you, no matter what they just did. It sucks, it really does suck that you have to play with an injury. I thought you say that you trust them.”
“I do...” Oikawa included guiltily.
“Good...” you sigh, recollecting your thoughts, “Toru, you’ve proven that you can trust them, but please trust me. I want you to sit out the next game if they win, okay? Your safety is so important to me and no doubtably the rest of the team agrees.”
Oikawa leaned into your touch, nodding and smiling, “Thank you, baby...”
“You are so welcome,” you lifted up the ice to look at his knee, “I hope the only thing you are crying at now is how much your knee hurts, yeah?”
“Yeah,” he laughed slightly, the shakiness of his leg concerning you.
However, the light laughter that left his lips made you smile. The towel slipped off his head, its shadow disappearing off his face. You caught it, placing it on the ground next to you.
“There you are, pretty boy,” you smiled at him, the twinkle returning to his eyes.
Once again, the shaking of his leg concerned you, “I’ll be careful, but I want to elevate your leg more.”
He simply nodded, trusting you as you took hold of his foot. One hand holding the ice and towel, you lifted his leg and spun him so that it rested along the bench. You placed the ice back on his knee, folding the towel that had been on his head tightly. Resting his foot on the towel, you gave him a peck on the forehead. Sitting behind him on the bench you allowed him to rest on you.
Oikawa placed his head on your shoulder, pouting up at you, “Hey, you missed my lips, Y/N-chan~”
Huffing you craned your neck to aim your lips for his own, but they couldn't reach. Instead you landed them on the tip of his nose.
“You missed again...” he whined, and you rolled your eyes.
“It’s not my fault I can’t reach,” you grumbled, his head slipping off your shoulder.
This forced you to catch his sweaty head, so you took the opportunity to kiss him properly. However, your lips only brushed his top lip, leaving him unsatisfied.
“Hey, that wasn’t a proper kiss, princess,” he retorted.
“Well, that’s what you get for scaring me,” you smiled, “Now, sit up, you big baby.”
“Aww, did I scare you~” Oikawa teased, sitting up and resting against your side again.
“Shut up.”
The two of you spent the rest of the game watching closely, commenting on each play. Your arm rested over his shoulder the majority of the time, letting him play with your fingers. Sadly, Aoba Johsai lost the game, but you made sure to remind Oikawa that it wasn’t his fault and he believed you.
When you returned home, he thanked you. The way you supported him really put him at ease. He wasn't always comfortable to admit to weakness and needing help, so it meant the world to the both of you when he said it.
Tanaka x Reader: Puzzle Pieces
Requested by a lovely anon: hello!! i hope you’re doing well :) tbh i’ve been having a sucky day because multiple people have commented on my short height (~4’11) all day and it’s been making me really sad, could you do tsukki and maybe tanaka (separately) comforting fem reader about their height insecurity? tysm!! <3
A/N: Hi! Thank you for requesting!! This is sooooo late (I’m so sorry) but I hope this makes up your sucky day… I chose to do Tanaka because he’s kind of underrated I feel. I’ve had a couple people ask for Tanaka stuff with no prompt so take this longer piece! I hope that’s alright <3
Genre: Fluff, comfort
Word count: 1.3k
All day you hadn’t stopped getting the comments. All day your mood had plummeted due to their basic and uncreative way of poking fun. Of course, you were used to them, but today, for some reason they hit harder. The way the same group of people would poke fun at your height irritated you, but today you had had enough.
Couldn’t they just go away?
You never aggravated it, or gave them a reason to do it, but they did. Ignoring them had gone on too long, and it hadn’t done anything. Your only escape was your boyfriend. The time you spent together distracted you, Tanaka’s energy always knowing how to cheer you up.
Slowly, you were walking home, Tanaka stalking along in front of you. He bounced with each of his words, trying to entertain you with his stories about the mischief he got into with Nishinoya. He didn’t notice the way you were slouching your walk and forcing a fake smile. You made sure to look happy whenever he turned around to make sure you were there.
“And Yuu got stuck in the net! You can imagine how mad Daichi was! I swear, he was going to kill him,” Tanka whipped around to see your fake smile, but it flew completely over his head.
You nodded with a hum, “Yeah, I can imagine, babe.”
Tanaka stopped in his tracks, arms dropping to his sides. The sudden pause of his animation made you think he had finally caught up and noticed your shift in mood.
He allowed you to catch up, Tanaka then swung his arm around your shoulders. Crushing you against his side, he cackled.
“Come on, beautiful! You’re being slow today! Are you sore or something?”
“No, my bag’s just heavier than usual,” you told a half- lie.
Half of you wanted to just tell him, craving the comfort he would treat you to in order to make you feel better and forget about the disappointments of the day. However, you wanted to see if Tanaka could notice something was off himself. Academically, sure, he wasn’t smart. But, you had hope that he had a strong intuition, being a volleyball player, and all.
Tanaka grabbed the strap of your bag, tugging it off your shoulder.
“Here,” he announced, “I’ll carry it for you. My beautiful lady deserves for her man to carry her things!”
Your bag was thrust onto his shoulder, so now only the touch of his arms around your shoulders lingered. Physically, you felt slightly relieved, and his compliment made you smile a real smile for the first time that day.
“Why so formal?” You giggled, distracting yourself from the constant bad thoughts in the back of your mind.
“Because you’re my queen!” Tanaka exclaimed loudly, kissing the top of your head.
Your flaming insecurity made you hyperaware of the way he bent down to kiss you. What stuck out the most was that it wasn’t even your lips he kissed, but the very top of your head. Your boyfriend had to bend down just to reach the highest point on your body.
You let him continue his stories all the way home, laughing occasionally to mask your feelings. Rounding the corner to his house, you found yourself falling behind again. Tanaka’s arm around your shoulder dragged you forward. Helping you up to the front door, Tanaka continued to muse you with stories.
“Welcome home!” Tanaka exclaimed, unlocking the door swinging it open.
Smiling to yourself, you let Tanaka lead you inside. Changing shoes, the two of you headed up his stairs to his bedroom. The stairs creaked slightly, Tanaka reaching for your hand.
“Come on,” Tanaka ushered you, “I know you want to study but I think we should just watch some movies and get some snacks, how about that?”
You shrugged, “I don’t mind.”
“Great!” Tanaka turned into his room and pushed you inside. He dropped your bag at the door, before turning on his heal. “I’ll go get snacks! Help yourself to my hoodies…”
Before you could protest, he had hurried down the stairs. Giggling, you searched around to find the hoodie you always wore. It was one that you made sure he didn’t wash too often so that it smelt like him whenever you put it on. Dropping to your knees, you felt around on the floor under his bed. Your fingers felt the soft fabric and you smiled. Grabbing the hoodie, you stood on your feet and stripped your shirt. You slipped into the hoodie and caught sight of yourself in the reflection of Tanaka’s mirror.
His hoodie completely ingulfed you. Normally, you’d like the feeling of being wrapped up in the scent of your boyfriend, but seeing how it dropped to your knees just reminded you of the comments that had been bouncing around you recently.
Continuing to face the mirror, you backed up against the doorframe. Placing your hand on the top of your head, you measured yourself against the wood. You stood on your tippy toes, watching as it appeared for you to grow. Tears stung your eyes as you raised your hand to measure how tall you thought Tanaka was against you.
Pitifully, you frowned at your reflection.
You ignored the footsteps that hurried back up the stairs towards you, too concentrated on the tiny figure in the mirror. Tanaka’s face popped up in the mirror beside you, sneaking his arms around your waste.
“Hey, queen Y/N…” Tanaka mumbled into your hair, “What are you looking at?”
“Oh, nothing…”
“No, you’re lying. Who said what to you?! I thought you were quiet on the way home! I swear I’ll—”
“They made fun of my height…” You mumbled, afraid that Tanaka would find the reason for your downcast face to be stupid.
Tanaka pouted, twisting you around so that he hugged to you to your chest. Suffocating in his jacket, you squeezed your eyes shut to stop the tears from flowing.
“No, Y/N, I love your height!” Your boyfriend begun swaying you, “I can squeeze you, and cuddle you, and completely ingulf you in my sweaters! You’re so cute~”
You shook your head against his chest, but he grabbed your arms and thrust them over his shoulders. Knowing what he wanted to do, you held on, allowing for Tanaka to pick you up and carry you to his bed.
“If you weren’t so small an adorable… how would I be able to do this?”
Suddenly, he tossed you onto his bed. You bounced onto the mattress, slightly annoyed but not being able to help the laugh as he approached you with his arms out.
“Hey!” You cried out, as Tanaka’s fingers found your sides.
He tickled you relentlessly, you trying to squirm away. You didn’t get far as Tanaka grabbed your ankle, dragging you across the bed. Diving onto you, Tanaka cackled.
“No!” You laughed, struggling to get away.
Even though the size different was unfair, you began to realise that you liked how he could completely engulf you. Having him with you made you feel safe, and you didn’t want to part with him.
Finally, the attack stopped once you both ran out of breath. Tanaka’s arms and legs wrapped around you, rolling you to your side. He rested his chin on your head.
“Don’t listen to anyone except me when talking about your height, you got that?” Tanaka fiddled with your hair, “Because you’re adorable and I love you.”
The tears that had once welled in your eyes and dried up completely. You were satisfied with Tanaka’s response, even though it took him a while to notice. The way you lied on his bed with his behind you just proved how you two fit together like two puzzle pieces. Height aside, everything about the two of you being together just made sense.
Hey guys back with another piece of art to show!! I drew this for the new haikyuu movie that came out.. haven't watched it yet because I wanna see it in theaters but I'm broke.. ANYWAYS here's this piece that took 7 hrs and 30 mins‼️😻 also I would like to add that I am a traditional artist that is learning how to draw digitally so im quite proud how this came out!😁
You know the drill...more art!!!!🤩😌
✮⋆˙ ʙᴏʏꜱ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴇʏᴇᴄᴏɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ
You watching and caressing them all day with your sight wasn't something you could easily leave out of your daily routine; and most of your friend did notice this. Asking why are you staring into the void, but in reality your pretty eyes was fixated on him. After some time you couldn't care less about hiding it, doing it even if you're face to face with him until he started to catch you staring. Turning his head over into your direction and a small smile forming on his lip. Smug smirk displaying on his face, his attention all over you, even if there's something important in the conversation others are sharing next to you. He wouldn't take off his eyes off of you until you're the one breaking eyecontact. Nothing much, only long and sensual starings filled with expressions between friends..
jjk: gojo, geto, yuji;
hsr: sampo, aventurine, jing yuan, luocha, caelus, dr ratio;
genshin: ayato, baizhu, childe, cyno, kazuha, wriothesley, aether, heizou, kaeya;
bllk: meguru, yoichi, hyoma, reo, ryusei;
tokrev: mikey, draken, chifuyu, baji, hamna, ran, mitsuya;
haikyu: daichi, sugawara, nishinoya, yamaguchi, kuroo, oikawa, bokuto, osamu, atsumu;
Found this little Kenma doodle :)
A little colored version of the Kenma just for fun 🤧