Give me Asahi being loving sweet to his s/o. Being love making or pampering her when she feels down or stressed out of her mind.

hq-cuties-pls:

This post was heavily inspired by @nekokat42 and their incredible art of a (very very beefy) Asahi. I do recommend you check it out: Soft Asahi is my aesthetic!!
~Admin Emma

You woke to the soft sounds of acoustic guitar music and the sizzle of something in a skillet. At first, you were sort of confused–it was a day off for you, but you knew Asahi had to be at his bar at some point to accept deliveries and do some prep for that night.

“Wonder what time it is,” you murmured to yourself. You rolled over, checking your phone and groaning when you noted how fucking early it was. You weren’t surprised Asahi’s side of the bed had gone mostly cold–freak always was an early riser. “So much for sleeping in… damn internal alarm clock.”

You figured if you were going to be up and miserable, you could at least be up and miserable and caffeinated. You’d had a rough week, and you’d hoped that maybe you would feel better on a day off. No such luck, unfortunately. Honestly, you really just wanted to go back to bed with your boyfriend, but you figured he was up for good after taking the dog out.

The smell you were greeted with when you came into the kitchen was second only to the sight. The entire kitchen smelled like fresh pancakes, chocolate, and very strong coffee. Asahi was standing at the counter, fussing with something on the stove. At his elbow was a tray of the fluffiest chocolate chip pancakes you had ever seen, a bowl of perfect strawberries, and a French press full of strong, dark coffee–just how you liked it. Asahi’s dog, Hime, was snoozing at his feet, and he had clearly just stepped out of the shower. His hair was still damp, thrown back into a sloppy twist at the base of his neck. He was still wearing his sweats and a loose-fitting tank top that hung from his deliciously broad shoulders. You were granted a tantalizing peek at the dimples on his lower back when he reached back to scratch absently at a spot on his spine. He looked so… soft, and he was humming along to the song playing on his phone. Bathed in the warm sunlight of the early morning, he looked almost golden. He was so beautiful… and you couldn’t resist wrapping your arms around his middle.

He startled a bit when he felt your face nuzzle into his broad, chiseled shoulders. You chuckled, pressing a kiss between his shoulder blades; “Morning, handsome. This all for me?”

“It was supposed to be a surprise,” he said, holding one of your hands and moving it to his chest. You could feel his strong, steady heartbeat under your palm, and his skin was still warm from his shower. “I know you’ve had a rough week and I wanted to… I don’t know, treat you to something nice. Hence the tray.”

“Awww, babe. You made me breakfast in bed,” you cooed playfully. You rested your cheek against his back, letting your other hand migrate under his shirt. You felt the muscles jump under your fingers as you dragged your nails through the small trail of dark hair under his belly button.

“Well, you’re out of bed, so it’s more breakfast-on-tray now.” You could almost hear the precious pout in his voice. He sounded so petulant… it was actually pretty cute.

“I mean… I don’t have to stay up,” you said, plucking a strawberry from the tray and popping it in your mouth. It burst with juice and flavor; the moan you let out was borderline obscene. “This is the best strawberry I’ve ever had, by the way. Positively sinful.”

Asahi turned towards you, a smirk playing on his lips; “Come here, you.”

He gently grasped your chin, tilting your face up to meet his. You let your eyes slide closed as he dragged his tongue along the seam of your mouth, licking the stray strawberry juice that had smeared there. You parted your lips, and he gladly accepted the invitation. He pressed his lips against yours; like always, he was infinitely gentle but there was the edge of something more there, like this barely-contained power that always strained just under the surface. You had to rub your legs together when he sank his hands into your hair, his thumbs caressing just under your cheekbone. You felt breathless, and you could feel the impatient edge to the small nibbles against your lower lip.

“What do you say to breakfast and… going back to bed?” Asahi purred against your mouth, curling his body around yours to hold you closer.

“The bar?” You were practically gasping for air, between his proximity and his heat and the smell of his soap and aftershave… Despite his gentle nature, he was completely overwhelming.

“Tanaka can accept the delivery, and Noya knows that stockroom better than I do… the place will survive without me for one day.”

“Hmm… hard to resist such an appealing offer,” you teased, tapping your lip as if in thought.

Asahi pulled you closer to him, cradling the back of your head as he bent to kiss you once more; “So don’t.”

Um, LOVE!!! Adult Asahi is my jam, seriously loved this! If you feel inspired, a sequel with sexy time would be awesome!!

I love Kasamatsu and think he needs more love. Can you do a scenario of him introducing his girlfriend to his family for the first time? Thanks and good luck with your blog! -Admin Jade

yourhaicuties:

Hello! I’m so honoured because I love your work and it was one of the reasons I started this blog ahah. I don’t think my writing is that good yet but I still hope you like it !!

In the past months (nearly a year) you had been dating Kasamatsu you had never met his family. He never really talked about them either. It wasn’t that he had a bad relationship with them, it’s just that it never came up. You knew he lived with his parents and older Sister but that was it. So, when he invited you to his sister’s going away party, you jumped at the chance to meet his whole family before she left for college.

Normally you never had a problem with meeting people. So why were you so nervous? “What if they don’t like me?” You’d ask Yukio, to which he always replied, “How could they not?”
When you came into his house you definitely did not expect to be engulfed in his mother’s embrace.

“Wow y/n-chan, you’re so pretty! Just like he said! Hey everyone look! Y/n-chan is here!” Before you know it you were surrounded by his family, with everyone asking questions.

“Oh my god please stop,” your Boyfriend blushed in embarrassment. You couldn’t help but feel elated by how nice everyone was towards you. “Is he forcing you to date him? Blink twice if you need help,” his Sister asked you, winking. “No, I love him,” you assured him, squeezing his hand.

The rest of the dinner went by smoothly, with his parents showing you his old baby pictures and telling you stories about when he was young. Who would have thought your Boyfriend had a hipster phase? By the time the night ended you had begun to feel like you were part of the family, and you made sure Yukio knew that. He too, was delighted at how well everyone got along that night, despite being embarrassed the whole time.

Ok this is just too cute! And I’m flattered that my work would inspire someone to start a blog! Just, wow! I think you’re doing good so far!

Hi, can I ask you how Tanaka, Asahi, Taketora and Bokuto would deal with a s/o who’s very cuddly and always touchy, even in public? Thank you very much! <3

hq-cuties-pls:

This is actually an ask from before we cleaned out our inbox, because I had already started on it at the time. I finally got around to finishing it, so enjoy!

~Admin Alyx

Tanaka:

You wound both your arms around Tanaka’s waist as you walked down the street after dinner. It made walking more than a little bit awkward but you didn’t care as you leaned against his side. He hesitantly wrapped an arm around your shoulders, and you beamed up at him. You both weaved slightly as you walked, off-kilter from how much of your weight was leaning on him.

“Do you want me to just carry you?” he asked, chuckling slightly.

You were contemplating how he would react if you said yes when you accidentally bumped into someone, too distracted to look where you were going.

“Oh! Tanaka-san!”

You looked up, and recognized the grumpy-looking setter and the little redhead from the volleyball team. Tanaka stiffened for just a moment before he relaxed, pulling you closer.

“Hey, Hinata, Kageyama.”

“Uwaaah! Tanaka-senpai, is this your girlfriend? It is, isn’t it?”

You laughed. “Yeah, I’m ____.”

“Nice to meet you! Gah, you’re so cool, Tanaka-senpai!”

Tanaka chuckled, and you could feel him sticking his chest out at the word senpai. You’d make fun of him for it later, but you were nice enough not to say anything in front of his kouhai.

“How do you walk like that?” Kageyama asked suddenly, staring at your arms locked around Tanaka’s waist with a strangely intense frown.

“Oi! Bakageyama, you can’t just ask things like that.”

“Don’t worry about it, Hinata,” Tanaka said.

“We did bump into you guys,” you said, “so you do have a point.”

“But why–”

“She’s his girlfriend, Kageyama! If a girl would walk with you like that, wouldn’t you?”

“But wouldn’t it be annoying if you can’t even walk normally?”

“We’re gonna get going,” Tanaka interrupted. “See you guys at practice!”

You chuckled as Hinata and Kageyama continued to argue as you walked away.

“Sorry about them,” Tanaka said.

“No worries. Though he does have a point. Maybe you should just carry me.”

Asahi:

You leaned against the school gate, stifling a yawn against the back of your hand. It was early enough that the air still had that misty, half-lit softness to it, making everything seem muffled. Most of the school hadn’t arrived yet; school didn’t start for a while yet. You were sleepy from waking up early, but it was all worth it when he walked around the corner. He still looked half-asleep himself, though a warm smile spread across his face when he spotted you.

You pushed yourself off the gate as soon as he approached, wrapping your arms around his waist and leaning into him.

“Morning,” you said, though your voice was muffled against his chest.

“Hey,” he replied softly, resting his cheek on the top of your head. Neither of you talked much beyond that, not yet awake enough for much conversation. He asked you about the test you had that day in English, and you inquired about his upcoming practice match, but then you lapsed back into comfortable silence.

Eventually more people started passing by as it drew closer to the start of school. You heard Sawamura calling out both your names, and you reluctantly let Asahi go as he drew away from you. His hand slid down your arm, entwining your fingers instead. You smiled up at him as you both turned to walk towards the school building. When you eventually had to part ways to go to your respective classrooms, you gave his hand a quick squeeze before letting go. You blew him a kiss–a compromise you’d come to after you gathered that he’d prefer you to kiss him in private, not in the middle of the hallway–and he smiled, waving as he walked away.

Yamamoto:

You spotted him in the hallway, arms crossed over his chest as he talked to his friends. You could tell by the slight quirk of his lips that Kuroo had seen you coming, but Yamamoto had his back to you. You held a finger to your lips to request Kuroo’s silence as you approached.

You snuck up from behind and threw your arms around Yamamoto’s waist, squeezing tight as you turned your face against his back.

He let out a startled squawk, twisting to look over his shoulder to see who it was. Silly. He should have known it was you.

“Hi,” you said, grinning up at him.

“O-oh,” he stuttered, and though you couldn’t get a very good look at his face from this angle, the tips of his ears were definitely bright red. “_____, hey.”

Kuroo and Yaku both laughed at Yamamoto’s reaction. “I still don’t know how you ever managed to get a girlfriend,” Yaku said.

“Neither do I, man. Neither do I,” Yamamoto said, shaking his head as he glanced back at you again.

“We’ll leave you guys alone,” Kuroo said with just a hint of a smirk. “See you at practice.”

“Yes!” Yamamoto said emphatically, watching them go. Once they’d disappeared around the corner he turned around to face you. He wrapped his arms around you, though his face was still red as a beet.

“Sorry,” he said. “I’m still not used to this.”

“It’s okay. You’re kinda cute when you’re flustered,” you said with a cheeky grin.

Yamamoto spluttered indignantly, but you just leaned up to silence him with a kiss.

Bokuto:

Bokuto was facing away from you, talking to his teammates before practice started. You let yourself take a moment to appreciate the things his athletic shorts did for him, and the way the sleeves of his t-shirt strained slightly over his biceps as he talked animatedly, making wild gestures with his hands.

“Hey, Kou,” you called finally, and he spun around quickly, his look of surprise quickly morphing into a wide grin. He bounded over to the doorway where you stood, and a second later strong arms were wrapped tightly around your waist and you were being spun around in a quick circle.

“Hi,” Bokuto said as he put you down. His arms lingered around your waist though, and you wasted no time throwing your own arms around his neck. “What are you doing here?”

“You left your math textbook in the classroom.”

“Oh. Oops?” he said, offering a sheepish expression.

“I don’t mind,” you replied with a smile. “Gives me a chance to see you.” You ran your fingers through his spiked-up hair, and he hummed happily, leaning into the touch. You caught a few of his teammates rolling their eyes at your PDA, but you didn’t particularly care, and you were glad of the fact that Bokuto didn’t mind either. His teammates’ comments always seemed to bounce right off him.

Bokuto leaned down to give you a quick peck on the cheek. “You’re the best, ____.”

You grinned. “I know. I should let you get back to practice though, Captain.”

You unwound your arms from his neck and reached into your bag for his textbook, handing it off to him.

“Thanks, babe,” he said with a grin. “See you after practice?”

“You bet.”

Adorable!!

Sober – Blink 182 / Aomine. After a fight. These lyrics are just awesome as f*ck.

So I wasn’t sure how I wanted to do this because I’ve seen
fics that are inspired by the song but don’t have the lyrics while others do.
This turned a bit more serious than I meant it to given the happy tone of the
song but I hope you like it nonetheless. Sorry it’s so short! Titles will have links to the songs!

“Sober” – Blink 182

Aomine groans, trying to sit up but his head feels like it’s
in a vice; staying on the ground it is. As he rouses to further consciousness the
feel of water on his face startles him. Blinking, he curses when he realizes it’s
dumping buckets and he’s drenched, prone next to a dumpster with the staccato of
rain drops echoing in the empty bin. Finally able to move, he props up against
the brick wall behind him, the rough material snagging his t-shirt.

“What the hell happened last night?” he mutters to the ether.

Stumbling to his feet, he shuffles his way home, unable to
move quickly and since he’s already soaked he doesn’t see reason to push
himself any harder than he already is. Finally reaching his destination, he
climbs the stairs and enters the apartment.

Turning on the shower, he begins shucking his clothes, turning
to the medicine cabinet to get some much-needed aspirin but when his eyes land
on the reflection staring back they widen. Well, one does because the other is
bruised and tender, the effort to open it wider making him hiss in pain.
Leaning forward, he inspects the injury, citing a small cut with dried blood
crusted on it just below his eyebrow.

Frowning he tries to think of how he got the shiner and a
flash of memory strikes the forefront of his brain making him wince in new
pain.

You and him, fighting again. Shit, why was he always such an
asshole to you? Alcohol certainly didn’t help the situation either. He
remembers insulting you about something before heading out the door only for
you to follow him still yelling. By the time you’d reached the foyer of your
apartment building you’d garnered plenty of attention from the neighbors.

“You know what? Don’t come back until you’re sober, I can’t
deal with you like this,” you’d shouted.

“And if I don’t?” he grabbed your arm.

“Then I’ll knock some sense into you!”

“Tch, like you could!”

He didn’t expect the hit, a perfect punch to his left eye
from your right hand. “Get the fuck out Daiki, I’m done with your bullshit!”

And yet, you’d called, at least fifty times by his call log
count when he finally looks at his phone. He should be pissed that you clocked
him, but he can’t be, not when he knows he deserved it. Seems he’s one of those
people who it takes a literal kick or punch to the head to wake up.

But where are you now?

Intent on finding you, he tugs on a clean pair of basketball
shorts and t-shirt. He opens the door, almost bowling you over in his haste to
leave. You’re soaked, eyes filled with tears when you look up at him. But despite
your clear concern, you smack him, though it’s not hard.

“Asshole, why didn’t you answer your phone! I was worried
sick!” you snivel.  

“Stop fucking hitting me,” he mumbles drawing you into his
arms. After a moment he adds, “I’m sorry, clover.”

You smile into his shirt when the stupid nickname he gave
you rolls off his tongue. “I’m not lucky, in fact I’m pretty sure I’m bad for
you.”

He shakes his head, kissing your forehead. “I’m the bad one,
you’re better.”

And so, he drags you back into the apartment, taking both of
you to the shower to warm and makeup, after which he dumps all the alcohol in
the house down the drain; he doesn’t want to risk losing you.

KNB questions! I want to ask #’s 1,3,4,5,9!

1. Favorite
opening song: Oh my goodness, hard to pick but I think I’ll have to go with “Rimfire”.
I just love the guitar riffs and the imagery choices.

3. How old
were you/ what year did you join the fandom?: Ah, time to date me, hmm? I
started watching this year when I was 32. I just turned 33 (yes I’m old, lol)

4. Favorite
character?: Ugh, it’s so hard to choose! Every time I watch through an arc or
game or anything again I have a new favorite. But ok, I’ll say my favorite
character is…Kasamatsu. I love his confidence and that he doesn’t give a crap
who Kise was in the past. To him, he’s just another first year. Watching that
senpai/kohai dynamic develop into what it ended up as was quite amazing.

5. Favorite
team?: Gotta give it to my Seirin boys, they just…ugh, they’re so deserving of
what they earned because ALL of them worked their tails off to get it. Yes,
they were partially carried by the light and shadow but not the whole way! Everyone
(even the bench warmers the poor dears) contributed to that victory and I loved
watching their journey.

9. Favorite
coach: Riko because she’s so damn smart! Can get a little annoying with her
antics every now and again but I love her dedication to the team and how hard
she works. Though maybe she should stop cooking (shudders).

Your first impression on Sugawara and Kiyoshi! I love them! I wish you too~ ~

Sugawara

First impression: Who
is this beautiful boy with the beauty mark? He’s so cute! And sweet!

Impression now: This
is one badass mo-fo who doesn’t take crap but dishes it like a boss! All while
still being the sweetest senpai but still putting those kohai in their place
when he needs to. So self-sacrificing and noble, like, ugh my heart. When he
had his talk with Ukai about not being the starting setter, my heart cracked a
little because he’s just so amazing! I just wanted to hug him!

Favorite moment: When
he comes out after Kageyama is losing his mind and getting too tense in the
Aoba Johsai match (“Mr. Refreshing” indeed!) The way he masterfully pulls
everyone back together and encourages them was so beautiful, it showed his
mental and emotional strength that makes him one of the pillars of the team.

Idea for a story: I’d
love to see Sugawara after high school, out on his own in the world and what
that would look like. What does he study in college? Where does he go? When he
meets his special girl, how does that go? Then at the end there’s a reunion
with the team. He’s always known what’s going on with them but now he has time
to get all the details.

Unpopular opinion: Daichi
and he are like brothers, not lovers. The closeness and fondness they share for
one another is built on mutual respect and multiple years of friendship.

Favorite relationship: I actually
really like his relationship with Kageyama because, again, we see him as the ultimate
senpai. He helps calm him down, instructs him without being an ass and
genuinely wants to see him succeed all while maintaining a healthy competitive streak because he does want to play as much as
he can before high school ends for him.

Favorite head canon: I saw
someone mention this (I think it was @haikyuulovercompany) and couldn’t’ get it
out of my head. One day he and Seta happen to be in the same café and discuss
the frustrations of being shown up by and benched because of a first year. I’d
love for someone to put that scene together and how the conversation would go.
Especially since it would most likely be after Karasuno beating them.

Kiyoshi

First impression: This
guy is a bit odd…but cute. And sweet. And a bit funny. Wait, he founded the Seirin basketball team?
Basically, I was like the first years lol.

Impression now: OMG, I
love him. I LOVE him! His quirkiness hides his cleverness. I love how he treats
the team as his family, like seriously, he’s BIG brother to a T! Noble and
good, just such an amazing leader on the court. Defender! He’s like the knight
of their team.

Favorite moment: Him
and Kagami blocking Murasakibara’s slam dunk together. Just, YES!

Idea for a story: I want
to see how him and Riko started dating! And what happened that made them decide
to stop. And for them to get back together (maybe because I do love Hyuga too).
What the hell, throw in a love triangle between them and see where it goes.

Unpopular opinion: I
don’t know that I have any unpopular opinions that aren’t related to ships so I’ll
just leave it at that.

Favorite relationship: I
love his friendship with Hyuga. Their dynamic is just funny but it works. He
draws the best out of the captain (whether Hyuga wants him to or not) and Hyuga
does the same for him.

Favorite head canon: That
he basically does become a big brother to Kuroko. He took that compliment to
heart and even though he’s no longer on the team and is away recuperating he
stays in contact through phone and email with his former teammate, offering
support and advice where he can and just generally being the standup guy he is.

Aah! For the fun prompt, may I request (this was so hard to decide btw because I love all my babies) Kenma?

Thank you for asking! Feel free to send in another, I don’t mind with these to get multiple requests!

Kenma Impressions

First impression: When
I first saw him I thought, ok, shy boy, awkward, but he’s obviously going to be
somebody cause why would Hinata meet
him like this? Then we see him at the practice match and I was like “Oh no, he’s
gonna be one of those crafty, quiet types.” Which of course he is, figuring out
the quick and such.

Impression now: I
love how he’s coming out of his shell just a tiny bit. I’m looking forward to
more interactions between him and Hinata. After watching the Nekoma OVA, I
really love how dramatic he is lol. Like, it’s so long suffering to be dealing
with Lev (which I’m sure it is to be honest) and his sarcasm is just so funny.

Favorite moment: When
he tells Hinata that he looks forward to playing them in a real match. Just the
fact that he’s thinking it and hoping/knowing it will happen and that he wants it, he cares about it in a
different way than he ever has anything else to with volleyball.

Idea for a story: I’d
love to see a story showing how he and Kuroo even met in the first place. Like,
I see that they lived close to each other but how did they meet? Did their mom’s force them to play together? Did
Kuroo just randomly start talking to him? What prompted that friendship to even
start?

Unpopular opinion: This
will probably be the same answer for any character who’s in a major ship. I don’t
ship the boys together other than in broships.

Favorite relationship: Him
and Hinata. I love how Hinata draws him out in a way Kuroo isn’t able to
because Hinata is very unexpected and vioatile. There’s so much history between
Kuroo and Kenma that Kenma can kind of ignore his attempts, but with Hinata it’s
all natural, he has no ulterior motive or motivation to make Kenma do anything
so for him to be able to get him more interested in volleyball on a different
level is amazing. I love that they text each other!

Favorite headcanon: That
he is a grade A cuddler; like he has so much skill for wrapping himself around
or next to his girlfriend (whenever he gets one) and can do so comfortably even
while playing his hand held while she’s probably on hers lol.

hello! for the songfic can I please ask Kiyoshi with the song “Safe&Sound”? I have a little scene prepared here, so uh, his s/o is sort of depressed because everything seems to be going down in her life (family probs, career) and she tries to put on tough facade everytime (she never cries in front of Kiyoshi or to anyone and shoulders everything alone) tho Kiyoshi notices. thanks and i love all your written scenarios, you’re one amazing writer!

Hello, I want to make sure I write for the correct song, so did you want the Taylor Swift or Capital Cities version? Also, thank you for giving me a run down of what you wanted, that helps  A LOT

And thank you for the compliment about my writing, you are too sweet!

Kasamatsu Bar!AU Ask

To the anon who requested 

Kasamatsu with the song “Eyes on Me” by Faye Wong from FFVIII thank you for requesting one of my fave boys! And you are totally fine with timing. I’m keeping the ask box open all week for Song Fics so no worries. Thanks for sending one in!