Pregnancy headcanons for Kiyoko, Yachi and Saeko please?

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Okay soooo since Admin Emma over at @hq-cuties-pls has officially announced her pregnancy I feel like I can properly answer this now since I’m using her experience heavily as a reference – Admin Dad

Kiyoko 

  • One of those women that has the legendary female empowerment pregnancy (like Beyonce). She has that stereotypical pregnant “glow.” 
  • Never complains about her nausea or back pain, because even though she’s a glowing fertility goddess that first trimester is still rough
  • She mostly suffers from exhaustion and can accidentally fall asleep whenever she’s sitting for prolonged periods of time. She took an accidental trip up the coast due to konking out on the bus one day. 
  • As mild and ideal as her pregnancy was, labor comes hard and when she’s alone. Kiyoko will fight through the pain and get herself to the hospital with enough time to spare like the boss she is. But once she’s in that hospital bed all bets are off and the screaming can begin. 
  • After labor when she’s holding her baby she’ll laugh and kiss them musing how the whole experience wasn’t so bad in the end.

Saeko

  • The exact opposite of Kiyoko when it comes to complaining. Her boobs are itching and you’re gonna know about it. 
  • Her already large breasts are going to grow beyond her control. By the end of her pregnancy she’s wearing makeshift cloth bras from cut oversized t-shirts, and she doesn’t give a single fuck if her boobs pop out. 
  • Her hormones are completely out of control. Not only is forgetful pregnancy brain running rampant, not only is she crying at the drop of a hat, but her sex drive is through the roof. 
  • Saeko definitely goes through an existential crisis when it sinks in that she’s going to be a mom. At one point in the third trimester she tries to leave, just leave and quit. But when the baby comes all her worry disappears
  • Immediately after giving birth Saeko has her s/o bring her sushi. And after baby eats for the first time and they’re back from the hospital, she’s definitely cracking open a beer.

Yachi 

  • Poor Yachi is nearly inconsolable when she finds out she’s pregnant–because she’s a nervous wreck. She’s convinced that vending machine coffee drink she had four days before she took the test has irreparably damaged the embryo and she needs to be talked down
  • Yachi is the most adherent to the rules of pregnancy books and guidelines and follows them to a T. Even if she has an unbelievable craving for just a spoonful of cookie dough, she’ll take the tears over risking any complications 
  • She’s also horrified at first when she has the unusual (or really, less advertised) side effects of pregnancy, like excess saliva production and a metallic taste in her mouth. After a minor freak out and intense research session, she finally calms down.
  • She doesn’t gain much weight anywhere on her body aside from her stomach, making her look like a child who stuffed a watermelon up their shirt.
  • Late third trimester Yachi turns feisty and occasionally downright mean, and everyone is terrified of her during labor. Yachi falls head over heels in love with her baby and the two take a little hospital nap together. 

These are so great! I feel like you personified each girl wonderfully!

you want angst? I’ll give you angst. Can I request a scenario of Daichi s/o who died in a car crash or sth but they refused to leave him and kinda became his guardian angel. When Daichi finally moved on, guardian angel s/o has a mixed feelings abt it and they feel like Daichi is going to forget them. But they are stuck with him forever and have to watch him happy with someone else.

lovely-angst:

I’m so touched by the scenario I wrote *cries*

You didn’t want this. You never asked to die. 

You had your whole life ahead of you, but it was taken away by the blink of an eye. You were driving home by yourself late at night one day, but a drunk driver decided to take your life that day.

“But I’m right here!” You yelled as you stood in front of your coffin at your funeral. The people you loved crying their eyes out as your lifeless body laid there. 

“Daichi!” Running over towards him, you held your hands out to grab him only to run through him. Looking over your shoulder, you watched as Daichi placed a hand on your mother’s shoulder, giving her a sympathetic smile. “But I’m right here…”

It had been a year after your accident, you always stayed close by Daichi to make sure he was out of harm’s way. Sitting on a tree branch that was close to his window seat at school, you watched him finishing his third year with his two best friends, Suga and Asahi.

Sighing to yourself, you wished that you could’ve been there to finish high school with him. You were so in love with him, even in the afterlife where you passed on. You were still in love with him.

Floating your way over towards the gym where volleyball practice was held, you were about to enter the building until you heard Suga’s soft voice talking with Asahi.

“Daichi and Michimiya definitely have something going. Her little crush on him is adorable.” Suga chuckles as Asahi gives him a smile, the two on their way towards the gym. “It certainly is cute, but don’t you think it might be kinda hard for Daichi? You know, after (Name)?”

Suga frowned slightly and let out a sigh, looking down at the ground, “It’s still hard for all of us to live each day without her.” Asahi nodded, “Yeah, as long as Daichi’s happy, (Name) will be.” 

You looked at the two sadly as you made your way into the gym where the rest of the team was. Their words had taken you aback; you should be happy Daichi’s finding his happiness again, but you couldn’t help but feel a little sad and jealous.

His happiness was no longer coming from you, but someone else. 

As the days passed by, you noticed Daichi noticeably more happy and you knew it was because of Michimiya. You hated that you hated this, it was selfish of you to want him all to yourself, but you were gone.

“But I want to be your happiness…” You say quietly to yourself as your eyes focus on Daichi. “Don’t forget me, please.”

It was a random day of the week and you were hanging out by your gravestone quietly until you noticed a familiar presence nearby. Looking up, you see Daichi walking closer towards your grave.

“Daichi?” You question as he sits down in front of your tombstone laying down your favorite flowers, “How beautiful.” You smile as your hands gently brush the petals.

“I haven’t come by in a while, thought I’d come say hello,” Daichi says looking at your picture on the tombstone. “Suga and Asahi always tell me that you’re always with me, but I still can’t help but miss you.” 

Resting your arms on your tombstone, you observe Daichi’s features and how he’s matured over the year. Your hand reaches out and gently caresses the side of his cheek and he seems to ease into your hand.

“I haven’t told you about Michimiya have I?” Daichi sighs happily and looks at the flowers on the soft grass below him, “She’s a great person, really good at volleyball too. I really like her, I really do, but I don’t want it to seem like I’m going to leave you.” 

Your eyes widen sadly and you retract your hand from his cheek, focusing on him. “I’ll never forget you, never. I love you so much.” Daichi takes in a deep breath and lets it go shaky. 

“Please continue to watch over me (Name) and Michimiya, she makes me really happy.” Daichi smiles and leans over to kiss your tombstone before standing up and taking a deep breath of the fresh air around him. 

Going up towards Daichi’s height, you lean and plant a kiss on his forehead gently before pulling back. To your surprise, it seems like Daichi was looking at you, not through you, but at you.

“I don’t know if it was just me right now, but it felt like you kissed my forehead just now.” Daichi chuckles. “Thank you (Name), I’ll come visit you again soon.” 

You watch as Daichi turns around to leave. You didn’t know how much you needed that, but you felt at ease. Even if Daichi had moved on, he was happy and if he was happy, you were happy.

And I’m crying…wow, so good!!

Can I send one more? ._. How about Daichi, Kiyoshi, Ushijima, Otsubo, Lev, and Tendou reacting to their s/o asking them to watch their very young sibling (maybe 2ish) while they (the s/o) runs to the store? (They basically are like, “it’ll only take 30min tops!”

“Can you watch them while I run to the store? I’ll only be
gone 30 minutes, tops!” Your boyfriend isn’t given time to protest as you hurry
out the door.

Daichi: Used to looking after those younger and more
immature than himself, Daichi takes this announcement in stride. When the rambunctious
two-year-old gets too out of control, Daichi uses his “captain’s voice” to get
them to pay attention. You return to find them snuggled on the couch watching
cartoons peacefully and decide then and there you’re going to marry that boy;
he’ll be a great father someday.

Kiyoshi: This soft love muffin will be overwhelmed, or rather
overrun, rather quickly. Not in that he thinks he can’t handle the task, but
simply for the fact that he’ll bend to their will over everything since he’s so
tenderhearted. He ends up having to call Hyuga for help who berates him for not
having a firmer hand.

Ushijima: One you’re out the door, your sibling is already
crying but Ushijima is never one to get flustered. “Do you want something to
eat?” Still crying. “Do you want to watch something?” Still crying. “Maybe a
nap is what you need.” Even more crying. Eventually the kid is given a snack
which they eat sniffling as they watch their favorite cartoon before snuggling
up in Ushijima’s arms and falling asleep. He looks down at the slumbering
toddler wondering why people always say babysitting is so hard.

Otsubo: Another male ready to handle any challenge, he sets
his sight on making the most of this opportunity. “Do you want to learn how to
shoot?” he asks. He’ll take the kid to their room, undoubtedly equipped with
some sort of childish basketball hoop and ball, spending the time showing them
proper form even though they’re so small. You’ll return to find a beaming
sibling, proudly showing how they can shoot a three pointer and “dunk” when
Ostubo picks them up so they can slam the ball through the hoop. Talk about
swoon worthy!

Lev: This overgrown child panics, stammering out that he
doesn’t really think he’s fit for this and you really should just let him go to
the store and…you’re gone. Sighing, he eyes the sibling warily and they, like a
dog who can sense fear, take full advantage of his inexperience. Lev is the younger sibling and so has no idea
about how to do this. It doesn’t take long for them to blackmail him into
giving them extra candy, the resulting sugar rush only adding fuel to this
rapidly out of control situation. As he chases the hyper active child and tries
to get them down from the bookshelf he can’t help wondering if this is pay back
for the hard time he gave his sister when they were growing up.

Tendo: Both he and your sibling are protesting your exit. He
because he doesn’t know the first thing about taking care of a kid and your
sibling because they don’t want to be left alone with the monster. Ignoring both
their pleas, you head out calling over your shoulder that they’ll be fine. When
silence descends after your exit the two of them look at each other. “Agreement
to not cause each other trouble?” asks your boyfriend. They look at him in
confusion. Sighing, he places them on the couch, turns on the TV and says, “Just
sit quietly until she gets back.” Surprisingly, they listen and Tendo thinks
maybe this kid thing isn’t as bad as he thought.

Hello ;) i’m new here but love your work already!! 💋💋 could I please request Aomine and his wife nsfw scenario when they’re finally have alone time because he’s so busy as a police officer and she’s busy to take care of their first son… Maybe to conceipt their second child? Thanks

Welcome and thank you for the lovely compliment! Sorry this took so long to get done but I hope you like it! 

“Bye, Hisoka! Be good for uncle Kagami!” you yell as the
tall red headed fire fighter carries your three-year-old to his car. The door
slams out of your hand making you squeak before rough hands trail under your
shirt and cup your breasts.

“I thought they’d never leave,” Daiki whispers in your ear,
tugging the lobe between his teeth making you hiss.

“Geez Daiki, couldn’t you have waited until they’d at least
pulled away?” you gasp, mouth falling open to moan when your husband pinches
your nipples drawing them to peaks. “And really, you couldn’t even manage to
take your time a bit?”

“Fuck no, and now I’m gonna fuck you, it’s been too damn
long,” he says, hands rapidly removing your underwear and flipping your skirt
over your ass. Knocking his knee between yours he orders, smug expression
implied, “Now, spread’em.”

“Yes, Office Aomine,” you coo. His groan mixes with the
clatter of his belt buckle. You hear his pants hit the ground as he pulls your
arms above your head, grasping both wrists easily in one large hand.

“That’s a good, bad girl,” he breathes on your neck, nipping
the flesh then soothing with his tongue. “I’m gonna give it to you so hard you won’t
be able to walk for a week.” He punctuates his threat with a well-timed shove,
his cock sliding into you surprisingly easily; apparently your body is
responding even better than you thought. “Fuck, so wet baby, and still so
tight, even after pushing that brat out.”

“Shhhh, no talking about him like that, in fact, no talking
at all, just fuck me Daiki,” you pant.

“Hey,” he says wrapping his hand in your hair and pulling,
drawing your head away from its resting spot against the door, “I’m the one in charge here, and don’t
you forget it!” He pounds harder, hips slamming into your ass at a bruising
pace.

“Fu…fuck,” you gasp, as he releases your wrists in favor of
holding your hips, drawing back and taking you with him until you’re almost at
a ninety-degree angle. Over and over he hits deep inside you, touching that one spot that will have you seeing stars
in no time.

You can hear he’s close as well, if his grunts and gasps are
anything to go by. “Oh Daiki, yes!” you encourage, knowing praise is a faster
way to bring about conclusion; your back is starting to protest this position.

“Y/N, shit you feel so good, I’m so close, fuck,” he says.

You whine in encouragement, hand trailing between your
thighs to tease your clit so you can come with him. He forgives the insubordinate
action when you clench hard around his dick, bringing about his own nirvana. When
your body relaxes you crumble to the ground on your knees, head resting back
against the door while Daiki is behind you panting wildly.

A few seconds later, your strong-armed husband picks you up,
leaving his pants in the living room and carrying you to your shared bed.

Your eyes are closed, a happy hum in your throat as he
divests you of the rest of your clothing. He massages your arms, helping the
blood to get moving to your numbing limbs. So lost in your fucked out fog you
don’t notice him placing your hands above you head until the sharp *click* of
hand cuffs make your eyelids fly open.

When they do, you see Daiki, smug grin back on his face and nothing
else, as he looms over you kissing your forehead. Looking in your eyes he says,
“Now I’m gonna take my time.” He
kisses you more deeply, hands trailing over your breasts and you arch into his
touch. 

Kissing his way to your neck he whispers, “Let’s make another brat.”

Okay! For the crossover, could I get a reader insert where the megane boys (Midorima and Tsukki) have a crush on the same girl?

Thanks for the request, I actually had quite a bit of fun with this one and can only hope I captured their personalities well enough. 

Stepping up to the counter, Midorima is just about to open
his mouth when you say, “Tall latte, triple shot, dark with no foam and extra
sugar.” He blinks at your cheeky expression, suppressing a grin when you
whisper, “I won’t tell anyone you like it so sweet,” then wink. The wink is
enough to get his cheeks heating up but he quickly recovers, thanking you and
paying.

 “Strawberry short cake shake,” the next customer orders simply. 

Midorima spares a sideways glance at the male, eyes
narrowing slightly. This kid is always here at the same time as him. He notices
that he drops a rather sizable tip into your jar, waving away your protests
and saying, “Like I don’t know you need it.” Appalled at his candor, Midorima looks
at you but you’re chuckling, playfully whipping the towel from over your
shoulder at the teasing male.

Tsukishima moves on, taking a seat at his usual table near
the window, opening his homework and getting down to business. Midorima,
meanwhile, sits at his normal location ensconced in a wingback chair set in the
corner facing out towards the room, a book in one hand and his perfectly
prepared latte in the other. His eyes follow over the edge of his book as you
walk out the blonde’s order, smiling down at him and placing a piece of chocolate
cake on the table.

He’s close enough to hear you explain, “You gave too much
tip, this is my way of saying thank you.”

Gritting his teeth, Midorima tries to focus on his book,
startled slightly when you suddenly appear before him. Since when were people
able to sneak up on him?

“Excuse me? Sorry to bother you, but I made just a little
too much of another latte and wondered if you’d like a top up?” He looks to the
coffee carafe in your hand. At his nod, you lean forward, pouring the contents of
the pot into his cup. Standing back up, you offer a bright smile and nod of
your own before going back behind the counter.

The following week, Midorima surprises you by offering your
lucky item for the day. He covers his embarrassment with a slightly terse, “It’s
simple really, I mean, it’s a coffee cup after all.” But never the less, you
beam at the fact that he brought you a unique one, covered in cats (your
favorite animal).

As he leaves the line he hears, “Tch, you know she doesn’t
believe in that nonsense, right?”

Green eyes meet gold, narrowing as the basketball player
says, “How do you know? Have you asked her?”

The volleyball player rolls his eyes. “No, but you only
have to speak to her for a few minutes to realize she’s far too intelligent to go
in for such ridiculousness.”

Midorima clenches his fist, saying lowly, “Intelligence and
faith can co-exist, only someone truly ignorant would not be able to see that.”

Tsukishima scoffs but says nothing in return, electing instead
to spin on his heel and head to his normal seat.

After a few more weeks of both males obviously garnering for
your attention, they tire of each other, each believing the other to be
simultaneously annoying you and hindering the other’s progress. It comes to a head one afternoon as Midorima smacks his hand on Tsukishima’s table
before taking a seat across from him.

Cocking one eyebrow, the blonde asks, “What do you want?”

“Your incessant unwanted pursuit of ______-san needs to
cease,” Midorima says testily, “It’s blatantly obvious you’re not her type, so
why don’t you find another café whose doorstep you can darken?”

“Heh, like you’re one to talk, I don’t see her exactly
fawning over you, you overgrown weed,”
Tsukki snarks back.

“Are you kidding? She always knows my drink, always makes it
perfectly and typically brings
refills, only claiming they are because she “accidentally” made extra because she’s
shy since there’s no way she is frequently that
careless.”

“As if that matters. She remembers every regular’s
order, so yours is nothing special. Also, I don’t see her taking her lunch
breaks with you,” replies Tsukishima
smugly.

“She only does that because you help her with her homework,”
Midorima fires right back, “Don’t think I can’t hear your conversation, it’s
not that far from my seat to yours.”

“I’m not leaving,” Tsukki says crossing his arms and fixing
his opponent with a firm glare. The two males stare one another down, each unwilling
to back down.

Finally, Midorima says, “This is getting us nowhere, let’s
settle this here and now.” Looking up he catches your eye, indicating he’d like
to speak with you. Holding up one finger, you nod. Turning back to his unwanted
company, the green-haired male smirks. “Now we’ll see,” he says as you make
your way towards them. This is not how he’d wanted this to go but he’s tired of
this waif impeding the peace of his favorite café.

“Funny, I didn’t think you two were friends,” you remark reaching
their table.

“We aren’t,” Tsukki confirms, cheeks tinting pink because he
knows what’s coming.

“Ok,” you say drawing out the letters then look back at Midorima.
“Is there something I can help you with?”

“Yes,” he says looking up at your face. “We’re in a bit of
debate and hope you can clear something up for us.”  

“I’m intrigued, how can my infinite wisdom assist you
gentlemen?” you ask smiling.

“We were wondering who-“ Midorima begins but is cut off by
the sound of you squealing in delight, attention out the window. Turning
around, his teeth clench at the sight of Imayoshi Shoichi, one hand shoved
casually in his pocket and the other out with his finger crooking in a come-hither
motion to you.

“Sorry guys, one minute,” you say hurriedly running out the
door. Both males watch as you fling your arms around the third-year point
guard, lips planting on his in a swift kiss of greeting. As he hugs you,
Imayoshi sends a wide smirk to the occupants inside, clearly understanding the situation
he came upon.

Both males eyes widen when you grab who is clearly your
boyfriend by the hand and pull him in with you.

“Sorry,” you say a bit breathless, “I just got so excited.
Shoichi-kun, this is Tsukishima-san, middle blocker of Karasuno’s volleyball
team and this-“

“Oh, I know who he is sweetie,” Imayoshi comments, his arm
snaking around your waist, eyes hidden behind the glare of his glasses.

Unaware of the tension among the three males you turn your
attention back to the seated basketball and volleyball players. “I’m sorry, what
did you want to ask me, Midorima -san?”

“It is of no importance,” he says brusquely, standing up and
walking to his seat. Gathering his book bag and lucky item (for all the good it
did him today) he strides out of the café, unsure he can come back given your
taste in men.

“Is everything ok?” you ask worriedly as Tsukki also makes
his way to leave.

“Yeah, sure, see you in class,” he says then quickly makes
his own exit.

“I hope I didn’t offend them, I was just so excited to see
you Shoichi-kun,” you say softly, eyes full of worry.

“Don’t sweat it sweetie,” he says kissing your temple, “they’re
just poor losers.”

“What did they lose?” you ask confused and he just smirks,
finding it so funny that for being so intelligent, you can be so oblivious
sometimes.  

Dearest, let me hug you!! Thanks for having me participate here and yay congrats for 500! Yosh I’m excited. How about Momoi and HQ guy (your choice haha) coincidentally meeting one night while he’s practicing volleyball and since then it’s become a routine that she walks home at night, stops by to watch him, and they make light convos while he practices? Maybe you could make them tease each other that their sport is better than the others, and that the other should switch sides lmao idk.

So this is pretty much not what you describe above (sorry) but it is the characters you requested lol. I had a lot harder time writing these two than I thought I would but I hope you like what I’ve come up with. Sorry if it’s terrible. Thank you for the hug and congratulations and all your wonderful support!

Walking through the Fukurodani campus on her way back from analyzing
their basketball team for an upcoming game, Momoi is startled when she hears a
loud cry of, “Akaashi!” What would Seijuro-kun be doing out here? Curiosity
leads her towards the sound of the loud voice where she comes upon another gym,
this one set up for volleyball. Inside she sees a boy with black and grey hair
jumping up and slamming a volleyball set up by a dark haired, slightly sleepy
eyed male.

“Nice one Akaashi!” the first boy yells and she realizes her
mistake. Of course, it wouldn’t be her
Akashi that was here.

She watches in silence, admiring both players skills. She
may not know much about this sport, but she can tell these two are something
special. After a while they leave and she too makes her way back home.

A week later she’s back, this time for the game she’d been
doing research for. After Too’s victory the team is making their way back
through the school when she realizes she forgot her bag. Hurrying, she enters
the gym only to find the same dark-haired boy as before picking it up.

He turns at her entrance and she walks up extending her
hand. “Thank you, I almost forgot that,” she says as he hands it to her
silently.

“Your guys are something else,” he comments and she smiles.

“Yeah, they’re pretty amazing,” she replies. Going on she
says, “Then again, you and that owl boy aren’t too bad either.”

Akaashi chuckles at Momoi’s description of Bokuto. “I
thought I sensed someone watching us. Well, if you ever really want to see us
in action, come to a game, we have one next week here,” he offers. Extending
his hand, he adds, “Akaashi Keiji, second year vice-captain and setter.”

Momoi takes it saying, “Momoi Satsuki, nice to meet you.”

“Oooooooo,” Bokuto says his eyes wide, “who is that hottie with the pink hair? She’s waving at you Akaashi!”

The setter turns, seeing Momoi sitting in the stands and as
Bokuto pointed out, she’s waving. He sends a little wave back to her before
looking back at the ace. “Focus on the game, Bokuto.”

Momoi is thoroughly impressed by Fukurodani and transfixed
by the action on the court. Overall, she’s gathered how the game works, and
finds herself analyzing the players just the same as she would for basketball.
As she’d previously suspected, Bokuto and Akaashi make quite the pairing,
frequently scoring. She chuckles slightly at a moment when the ace lets his
temper get the best of him but is not surprised with the home team emerges
victorious.  

Afterwards, she waits for Akaashi, and when he exits the
lockers room he approaches her with a small smile. “You came,” he says simply.

“Yeah and it was great! I mean, not as great as basketball,
but still, it was a lot more exciting than I thought it would be.”

“Not as great as basketball? Is there anything great about basketball?”

“Hey, weren’t you the one who said our guys are something
else?” she says smiling slyly.

It falls to a pout when he says, “I never said that was a
good thing.” But his eyes have a dash of humor in them.

“You know, you should really tell that owl boy to watch his
eyes, it was obvious he was going to cross and that forced a rather poorly
powered straight,” she comments making Akaashi’s eyes go a bit wider.

“For someone who just started watching the game, you sure
seem adept,” he replies narrowing them again. Suddenly he’s glad she’s not into
volleyball the same way she is with basketball.

Shrugging, Momoi smiles demurely. “Boys are just so simple,”
she says, turning to leave. He clears his throat giving her pause and she turns
back around.

“Well, if you want to be surprised, you should check out
Karasuno. They’re…untraditional,” he says, eyes darting away for a moment. “In
fact,” he adds turning to look at her again, “they’re playing tomorrow against
Nekoma in a practice game. Care to come?”

“To just a practice game? Won’t it be boring?” she asks
confused.

“Not with these teams,” he replies, face giving nothing away.

A creature of curiosity, Momoi shrugs her shoulders. “Sure,
why not?”

“Great,” he says, giving her his phone number and gaining
hers to set up where to meet. “Oh, one more thing,” he adds before they part, “what
would it take to obtain your analysis of them? We have matches coming up
against them as well.”

She grins. “You’re a bit more devious than you appear
Akaashi-kun.” She taps her chin then says, “How about dinner afterwards?”

He nods. “It’s a date, see you tomorrow.”

For the supernatural AU, how about Sugawara as a ghost? Maybe he’s been hanging around the world for a while, playing harmless pranks on people who come into the house he stays in, until a certain female (reader) shows up and he falls in love with her? What would he do? Would he reveal himself, follow her around protecting her, tell her how he feels? Scenario or head canons are cool. Curious to see how you’d make it NSFW if you want. Love your writing!

nsfwhaikyuu-knb:

Aw, thank you!

SFW

💕 He’d take time to truly fall for you, especially since he’s been rid of quality human interaction for quite some time.

💕 He would firstly start noticing your little quirks and getting used to your schedule. It wouldn’t take him long to start following you around just for the fun of it in the beginning. Soon enough he’d genuinely worry and wonder how your day is going and if everything is alright.

💕 Before he realizes he’s fallen in love with you he’d have little to no problems with just keeping a quiet watch on you. If you’ve stayed up late the night before he’d make sure your sleep wouldn’t be disturbed or if he notices that you’re running late he’ll switch the time on the clock forwards so tha you hurry up and, unless you take his subtle hints to actually take a jacket with you, he will lock you inside the house. You’re not catching a cold on his watch!

💕 But once he realizes that he has fallen for your charms it would take him some time to come to terms with it because of what he is. A ghost. A formless soul that refuses to move on. Is there any chance at all for the two of you? You can’t even see him! His mind would be going crazy with worry and desperation.

💕 Nonetheless, he’s as optimistic in death as he was in life. In order for you to see him, he has to make you believe. And mark his words, he will make you believe. Planting a seed of doubt is all he’d ever need– on Haloween he would accidentaly bump into you at a party seeing as that would be the only time that he could take his physical form. He would talk to you, quiz you about your whereabouts and then inform you about a ghost living in that area.

💕From then on it would be a piece of cake. He’s a charmer and he knows it, it wouldn’t take him long to have you tossing and turning in bed late at night with thoughts of him swirling in your mind.

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💕Now, unless it’s Haloween he wouldn’t be able to do as much as he’d like but being a ghost’s lover certainly has it’s perks.

💕Truly, truly lingering touches being placed all over your body, making you shiver and hardening your breathing as the male smirks in satisfaction knowing that he is fully in charge. He can set the atmosphere like no one else can.

💕He will take advantage of being able to manipulate the elements; the sudden change in temperature and the gentle wind blowing wouldn’t come out of nowhere for no reason that’s for sure.

💕He can appear in your dreams, if you were wondering. And you can bet your ass that he will have fun whilst doing so. There’s no threat of him being able to impregnate you and in saying so that would be a world which both of you could dominate with in whichever way you’d like. If you’re into roleplays that would be a major turn on.

💕 Hear me out on this one, but can you imagine his low and husky voice calling out your name before you fall asleep as his gentle, breezy touch caresses your form? He takes foreplay very seriously, thank you very much 😉

Very well done! I think he would be a cheeky ghost, that’s for sure! Thanks for answering my ask! Guys, go drop a request to them, they do great work!

Can I request headcanons of what Kuroo, Hinata, Nishinoya and Ushiwaka would do if they switched bodies with their female s/o huehue thank you in advance!

hq-hq-headcanons:

Sure thing! I personally love these goofy scenarios so much. They’re the reason I live.

Kuroo:

  • Definitely the one who will enjoy this the most. It just opens a flood of things he can tease you about, especially in the chest department. Whether small or big, he’s going to ‘complain’ about the weight on his chest.
  • He’ll be having the time of his life as he essentially plays dress up in your body, grabbing mostly his own clothes to pose and take those classic “I took my boyfriend’s T-shirt ;P” pictures.
  • Really though, this boy is going to spend the next few hours in front of the mirror, posing you in all the ways he’s always wanted to see you in. They’re almost all pin up poses.
  • So, remember when I said that he was having the time of his life? Well, that’ll quickly change if you’re shorter than him. He’s going to groan and complain when he can’t reach the chocolates he oh-so-kindly placed out of your reach the other day.

Hinata:

  • Deeeefinitely the one to handle it the worst. He’ll wake up to use the rest room, when all of a sudden, he can’t find his…??? Let’s just say it was definitely an interesting waking up to the sound of your own scream.
  • He’ll immediately have the two of you sit on the bed and discuss just what was happening. Though he tries to be calm about it, he couldn’t stop panicking every few minutes.
  • As stupid as he sounds, he just doesn’t know who to turn to and thus he begins to call Kageyama. Since he used his phone, Kageyama naturally answered angrily before hearing you desperately scream out his name.
  • “___-san?! What’s wrong?! Are you hurt?! Where’s Hinata?”

    “No Kageyama! It’s ME!”

    “Yes! I know it’s you ____-san! Are you okay?! Why are you using Hinata’s pho-”

    “No you idiot! It’s ME! Hinata! Listen, me and —Huh? Hello? Kageyama? …Hello?”

Nishinoya:

  • Similar to Kuroo, after the initial shock of being in your body, Nishinoya will get excited but then realize that a true man shouldn’t take advantage of the situation.
  • He’ll instantly get a blow to his pride if you’re taller than him. While he never minded you being taller than him, there is just something about seeing himself below his/your own eye level that hurts something deep down in him. He gets over it fast though. 
  • First things first, before anything else, the most important thing is to help you fix his hair the way he always wears it.
  • Without realizing it, he’s going to completely exhaust your body trying to do all of the things he normally does in his own. You’re definitely going to feel all of your muscles ache if the two of you switch back the next day.

Ushijima:

  • Even when Ushijima notices, his only concern really is how this is going to affect your daily lives.
  • Since the two of you are together anyway, he will think he naturally has permission to do whatever he wants. Still, that only means that he immediately stripped you of your clothes so that he could change.
  • To be honest, he’ll probably just try to follow your daily routine as faithfully as possible, even if it’s something he’s never done before or is even good at.
  • I can imagine Tendou calling your phone at some point (he loves to get juicy Ushijima dets from you) while you’re not monitoring Ushijima. Even he will become increasingly confused as the conversation goes on.
  • “Good morning, Wakatoshi’s beautiful goddess!”

    “Do you always address _____-san like that?”

    “So, so, ____-chan, you were telling me about something your precious~ Waka-chan did last week?”

    “Something i did last week? … … … Nothing particular.”

So funny!! Fave is Hinata