Tag: azumane asahi x reader

Long Days and Cupcakes (Asahi x Reader Birthday Fic for Rachel Lauren)

imagine-that-haikyuu:

EEEEEEEYYYYYYYYY IT’S ME, BACK WITH A FIC BECAUSE Y’ALL KNOW WHAT DAY IT IS???

YES

IT’S ADMIN RACHEL LAUREN’S BIRTHDAY WOOP WOOP SHE’S 25 MAH HOMIES

well anyway, hello! i come bursting from beneath the mountain of academics to bring to you a simple birthday fic for my best girl ❤ 

it’s super rushed because i only had time to do it right now, and it may suck because i have not written a single fic in months huhu, but anyway

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ADMIN RACHEL LAUREN!!!!!! have a domestic, knows-how-to-cook woobie jesus for ur bday today ❤

– admin may

Heavy footsteps on the
cement floors of the apartment complex reached Asahi’s ears made him almost
jump out of his skin and hurriedly stopped his work to put it in the fridge. He
turned around just in time to hear the locks click open and see the door swing
open.

You looked horrible,
in the least offensive sense of the word. Asahi knew you were way too stressed
with work these past few weeks—coming home late most days, not really having
much time to eat let alone relax. It was obviously taking a toll on your body,
so Asahi decided it was high time you got to rest your shoulders a bit.

“Hey, babe,” he said,
moving around the breakfast bar to come to you with outstretched arms, ready to
catch you if you ended up collapsing. “Welcome home.”

You tiredly toed off
your shoes and dropped your bags by the entryway, immediately sliding across
the floor in your stockings to crash against him and wrap your arms tightly
around his strong chest. The perpetual citrus scent coming off him made you
sigh in contentment. You felt the faint scratch of a beard against your
forehead as he leaned down to press a soft kiss.

A tired smile crossed
your face. “I’m home, Asahi.” You two stayed wrapped around each other for a
while, content to just bask in the other’s presence.

“God, I’m so tired,”
you mumbled into his chest, heaving out another sigh.

Asahi ran a hand up
and down your back. “Why don’t you go take a shower and a bath, then? I’ll get
dinner ready.” He tightened his hold on you for a second before holding you at
arm’s length. “Just relax tonight, okay?” Asahi cupped our cheek in his warm
palm, and you instinctively leaned into it, holding a hand up to his to keep it
there.

“Have I told you you’re
the best boyfriend ever?” you said smiling, tired but grateful.

“Only all the time.”
He leaned in and pecked your nose quickly before turning you to the direction
of the bedroom.

You laughed as so
headed to the bathroom. “I love you, Asahi!” you yelled, closing the door
gently.

Asahi chuckled, retreating
into the kitchenette to continue his surprise.

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So cute May!!

Happy birthday Rachel Lauren!!

hello! i’m back with another request that’s somehow specific; a fluff where asahi carries his drunken wife home in his back after a Karasuno reunion party. She kept on rambling about how she loves Asahi while drunken and when they arrived home and he lets her down, she just went over kissing him and fell asleep

imagine-that-haikyuu:

i constantly have delusions of myself in about five years
getting drunk at my 10-year reunion but this is probably a lot nicer than
something i would do when that comes

I GOT CARRIED AWAY THIS IS LONG

“Oh my god,” you squealed. You were practically in tears
when Suga showed you a picture on his phone of him, Daichi, and Asahi as first
years on the volleyball team. “Oh my god, my husband is a baby here! He has no
beard! I love him.”

Suga laughed while you brought your hands to your cheeks
and smiled at thought of Asahi at fifteen. Eyes not leaving the screen while
Suga swiped to the next picture, you reached for your glass and brought it to
your lips. Concern graced your features when only drops of ice water hit your
tongue. You hadn’t even realized your glass was virtually empty; that was
unacceptable.

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I died! Asahi is perfect husband material. So, so cute and I love future fics where the boys are all still friends!

lemme fill your inbox with Asahi request again; Asahi’s s/o is an idol/model/anything that is really popular in the school. Normally, she’s really sweet and kind to everyone, but one day she snapped and got mad when she overheard a rumor of Asahi threatening her to date him (probably from one of her fanboys who is jealous or something) and then Asahi watched it all in an awe. (Bonus of later after, she went straight away to cuddle Asahi and saying that he’s the best she could have)

imagine-that-haikyuu:

one of these days, i won’t get carried away when it comes
to an asahi request. today is not that day.

i just have a lot of feelings about him and i may have
angsted a little and by a little i mean i spent like 3 nights on this and it’s
just shy of 4k words like @ me wtf

Asahi still thinks a lot about the first time you
spoke to him in his second year of high school. You had just transferred to Karasuno a week before that exchange,
assigned to sit in the empty desk next to his in class.

You approached your desk, and him by proximity. You were
tall, probably only a few centimeters shorter than him, and easy on
the eyes

of course. He’d never describe you as intimidatingly beautiful, but he never
hesitated to describe himself as someone intimidated by beauty—in a good
way—but still. He couldn’t bring himself to say anything to you and instead
offered a curt nod and a faint smile. You stared at him curiously but nodded
too before taking your seat.

In that week, neither of you ever had a chance to say
anything to each other. Nearly every opportunity there would be to make even
small talk ended up filled by your other classmates. If they weren’t
enthusiastically asking you questions about whether or not you really were a
model (“Yup! But only for some catalogs and lesser known magazines at the
moment), they were determined to integrate you into their social circles before
anyone else could. Meaning, there were times when the bell would chime and only
a moment later, someone would already be chatting you up or whisking you off
elsewhere.

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My first Haikyuu crush!!! Ugh he’s just so pure and sweet! This was beautiful!

How would Kuroo, Asahi, and Tanaka propose to their girlfriends?

imagine-that-haikyuu:

i got a nasty cold that i was hoping would just be
allergies, but that wasn’t the case. ε-(＞．＜;; hence, why updates were slower
this week. sorry, about that, folks. i needed a little pick-me-up and used this
for that reason

totally based tanaka’s on how my cousin recently proposed
to his girlfriend, which was much cuter than his original plan, if you ask me

Kuroo

  • Basically, he pulls a Jim from The Office where he does something purposefully
    to make you think he’s going to propose but doesn’t to build suspense for when
    he actually proposes (i.e., getting down on one knee while saying your name,
    looking you in the eye, and then going to tie his shoe)
    • But
      he’s not going to propose at a gas station mini-mart, rest assured.
  • No, you’re at the monthly trivia night at your
    usual bar. As always, the two of you are way more into it than any of your
    friends are and you’re tied for first against the one team you always lose to
    at the last question of the night.
  • You’ve never been more pumped to write down the answer on the dry erase board at a moment’s notice. The game
    host gets his question card ready and makes everyone wait on baited breath.
    • “Last question of the night. For twenty points:
      ___…”—You look up at the host clearly confused—“will you marry, Kuroo
      Tetsurou?” And sure enough while you’re processing that this is actually
      happening Kuroo’s still sitting right beside you with the ring out.
  • While your giggling uncontrollably, you write
    down “Yes” on the white board and hold it up for everyone to see.
    • While everyone else is applauding the two of you
      and cheering, he’s sure to ask again in his own voice and you respond all the
      same.

Asahi

  • You’re sure he’s already bought a ring, so it’s only
    a matter of time. Every time you think it might be the perfect chance,
    though, it doesn’t happen. But you know he’s not the spontaneous type; he’s going
    to have everything planned and do it in a very romantic setting.
  • It’s after a rough day at work and texting him
    the whole time, he offers to take you somewhere that will cheer you up once you
    get home. He doesn’t specify where, but when you ask him he answers with a, “Uh,
    it’s a… surprise…”
  • This and how clammy his hands are when you hold
    his on the way there is assurance enough that it’s happening now. Now you just
    have to wait and see how he does it.
  • It’s so simple, but beautiful: a picnic already
    set up at sunset into early evening at your favorite park.
  • You can tell he’s incredibly nervous, but he’s
    keeping it together very well. He takes your hands and thinks over what he’s
    going to say before slowly saying it. He’s not going to trip over his words and
    ruin the mood he’s set for the evening.
    • “I
      know I took longer than I should have to do this, but I needed the weather to
      warm up enough so that it didn’t get too cold after sunset. So, please, ___,
      will you marry me?”
    • And
      god, it’s so cute and sweet and that you start laughing and crying and that
      makes him start laugh and crying too. Somewhere in there you’ve managed to
      squeak out a yes.

Tanaka

  • He’s got this planned to a T. He’s going to
    propose while you’re at lunch with your parents—who are in on the plan—that afternoon.
  • He keeps the ring in his back pocket from the
    moment he gets dressed in the morning, which ends up being early for him. His
    excitement woke him up earlier than usual.
  • Tanaka’s ready for the day before you’ve even
    properly woken up. You’re still in your pajamas and somewhat sleepy while you
    prepare breakfast.
  • There’s no
    way     he’s going to make it until lunch. The very sight of you makes him
    swell up with so many emotions. After only a few steps into the kitchen, he gets
    down on one knee right there despite your back being turned to him.
  • You hear his footsteps and turn to greet him
    sleepily only to be stopped mid-sentence by the sight of him kneeling and
    holding up little red box opened with a ring sparkling inside.
  • He doesn’t even say anything and you’re already nodding
    and trying to remember how to say yes.
    • “Will
      you m—”
    • “Yes.”
    • “C’mon.
      You’ve got to let me finish saying it first! ___, will you marry—”
    • “Yes!”
      • He
        can’t argue with you after that because you’ve tackled him to the ground in an
        embrace and keep shrieking “yes” with increasing excitement.

Going through the Asahi tag and oh my gosh how could I forget this gem?!! They are all so, so sweet!! 💖💖💖