He remembers his sentiment towards the words inked around his wrist, and towards the whole notion of soulmates in general. It just feels weird to have one person assigned to you by Fate for the rest of your life—one, and no more. Rather than contempt, Kiyoshi realizes deep down that he is mostly anxious about meeting the person destined for him. There are so many people in this world, after all. He could end up with someone older, younger, someone from another country, someone taller or shorter…
Be careful! Are you alright?
Kiyoshi has never felt so nervous for something as generic as the words tattooed on his skin, currently covered with a pair of warm gloves. It just appeared one morning during his early middle school days, as if Fate only got to him after inking words for a people in line. He remembers how confused he was, because other people had very telling hints: he knows senior with foreign language written on his wrist, others had quite specific and often weird words. There were instances where he thought he found his soulmate, only to find that they had different mismatched words written on their wrists.
Maybe he doesn’t even want to meet his soulmate. He shuts all thoughts as he tightens the grip on his backpack, breath visibly puffing in the chilly air with every exhale.
And so Kiyoshi leads his days without remotely thinking about his soulmate. While others around him are daydreaming, fantasizing, he is working hard and keeping himself busy so that every nook and cranny of his mind is completely occupied. Not the best solution, but it’s working so far, despite how tired he often is.
Which is probably the reason why he almost fell on his butt in the middle of the pedestrian crossing thanks to the slippery ice, if not for the person behind him who manages to partially hold him up.
“Be careful! Are you alright?”
Kiyoshi forces his heart to beat again.
“Yeah, thanks a lot. You—” Before he can even turn around to look at them, he feels the same pair of hands gently pushing him forward.
“O-Oh, the timer! Let’s go!” Kiyoshi simultaneously hears the rapid beeping of the machine and the footsteps of people rushing to get to the other side of the road.
So he paces forward, a stranger behind him, until he reaches the other side right as impatient cars speed through to carry on with their lives. He turns around to look at you.
The sun is well low under the horizon, and your face is highlighted by the glow of the sienna street lights as if you’re not radiant enough. You are looking at him with concern, he can tell, but there is something else in your eyes that attracts him though he cannot quite put a finger on it. Warmth course through his body despite him standing under light snowfall in the middle of November.
Then it strikes him that you are his soulmate, and by the look you are giving him, it seems that you realize it too.
Both of you scramble to take off your winter gloves to reveal black ink on the bare skin of your wrists, as if you don’t have those words memorized already. You beat him before he gets to ask you the question.
“You’re… my soulmate.” It comes out soft, like the small bunches of white cotton floating down from the sky, but it’s more than enough for him to hear. He stares at you when you giggle—it’s a pretty sound—and you show him your tattoo.
“So that’s why mine is weird,” you say, pointing at the end of the sentence on your wrist. “Yeah, thanks a lot. You” is printed in neat, thin letterforms, and he let out a chuckle. You must’ve earned your share of questionings from people with that tattoo stuck on you for the rest of your life.
“Here’s mine,” Kiyoshi says as he outstretches his hand for you to see. You send him a sympathetic smile.
“Have you ever met anyone else that said the exact same thing to you?”
“Yeah,” he answers, “eight in total.”
You don’t think he wants to hear you say ‘sorry about that’, so you just offer him your name and a handshake.
“Kiyoshi Teppei,” his grip is firm, but tender, very much like his gaze. “Just call me Teppei.”
There’s an inadvertent blush on your cheeks that he can’t possibly miss, so he sends you a teasing smile, earning your pout. After exchanging cell phone numbers and deciding to go on an impromptu coffee shop date (since you’re both free and hot chocolate sounds amazing in this temperature), reality sinks in. Kiyoshi spares a glance at you walking on his left, and he questions himself.
He would blame it on physical attraction, but he’s encountered many other people equally attractive and they never manage to make his heart stop for one second and beat rapidly on the next. That’s when he believes that it is, in fact, love. It is something alien, as he’s done his best pushing it away and keeping himself occupied with other things.
Kiyoshi doesn’t know you yet, but he feels ready to be with you forever, so he grasps your hand into his. Surprised, you let out a soft ‘oh’ before your face melts into a shy smile.
He can’t wait to get to know you and he already loves you.
(Aaah, finally someone requested the living room, thenk!)
Tetsurō Kuroo:
How does the character spend weekends?
After a full week of giving 110%, both in volley practice and school work, Kuroo usually uses his weekends to kick back, relax and catch on different TV series or books he’s reading.
He sleeps very late during weekends and goes for a jog after he wakes up. He likes having Kenma over or going over to his house to play video games or just spend time together.
Sometimes, he uses the extra times he has to catch up on school work, especially if he’s got a lot going on the following week.
What kind of movies does the character watch?
He likes to watch documentaries in his spare time to feed his curiosity and thirst for knowledge. He’d also enjoy TV series like Star Trek or Doctor Who very much for their interesting plots and info dumps.
Otherwise, he watches sitcoms and rarely romcoms from time to time, it’s a secret though, ‘cause he loves some good ol’ comedy and can prepare his joke storage to use later on.
What do they do with friends?
He likes going out with his friends and catch up on how their lives are going. He especially enjoys Karaoke nights, where they can all unwind and spend some fun time together.
Kuroo is also the type of person who’d just like to be in his friends’ company, even though each of them is doing their own thing. Like when he’s going over Kenma’s house and he’s playing video games while Kuroo is reading.
What’s their favourite pasttime?
He really enjoys reading science fiction or action novels and watching TV, but due to his school and practice schedule, he rarely catches up on the books he has already started.
What’s their favourite TV show/Film?
As mentioned above, he likes watching Doctor Who, Star Treck, but also West World, Friends or Orange is the new black. He also loves animal documentaries on Discovery.
As for movies, some superhero movies like Deadpool and Wonder Woman, The Matrix, Inception.
Ah, asked this back before I started my main HQ/KnB blog here! Thank you so much, these were great and it’s so awesome to see you back on my dash!
AH. You know my weakness all too well!! ; A ; . I’m just glad he’s a few of your guys’ weaknesses too ;D.
A soft ‘ding’ vibrated through the room as you groaned tiredly. You lazily felt around for your phone, head still tucked under blankets as you hide from the sun. Your vision blurred from having just risen from slumber, but also from the cold that attacked during the night..
Great..
It was supposed to be your first date after school with Kasamatsu, but now that wasn’t happening as your mom ordered you to stay in bed.
Why did this happen now of all times?
You felt like crying, feeling so useless and pathetic for not taking better care of yourself.. You could hear his voice, reprimanding you for being careless and not listening to his advice beforehand.
‘Make sure you dry yourself off ___! You’ll catch a cold!’
Instead of listening to him, however, you felt exhausted from homework, and fell asleep at your desk, in your very damp clothes.. You vaguely realized, as you tried to sit up, that your mother moved you to your bed, and helped you into pajamas.
You tried to shake the blurriness from your eyes, wincing at the throb in your head, and stared down at the phone. Your fingers hovered over the keys, mind wracking some form of response to the message blaring at you.
Instead, you let out a sigh, placing it down and crawled back under the blankets.
You’d reply when you woke up from your nap.. Sleep sounds better than school anyway.
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A grunt leaves his lips as he stares down at his phone, frowning at the blank response on his phone.. It’s the end of school, and not once had you responded to his text..
Did you not want to see that movie? Is that why you weren’t answering?
You sounded fine the night before, when he’d talked to you about making sure to dry off after they got caught in that storm..
Why weren’t you at school anyway? Normally you’re at the meeting place before him..
Kasamatsu was starting to worry, and the frown continued to deepen.
“Senpai!”
He groaned loudly, not wanting to deal with his kouhai right now… Not when you..
“Senpai!”
“What is it?!” he barked, turning to look at him, only to watch as Kise holds his hands up, as if prepared for a kick.
“Don’t hit me! I only came to tell you I was going to visit ____-cchi!”
Kasamatsu turns his head, trying to bite back the jealousy bubbling in his gut.. He wouldn’t admit to feeling jealous because Kise was going to your house…
Wait…
“Did you forget?! We have practice!”
Kise frowns, arms crossed at the tone he was receiving.. Oh no.. Is he really that oblivious…??
“Senpai…”
Kise’s tone made Kasamatsu blink, as if wondering why he’s giving him such a disappointed stare. He was about to open his mouth, but Moriyama’s arm wrapped around his neck, pulling him into a half hug.
“We can’t let Kise go to ___-chan’s house all by himself!~” he coos, thrusting an arm in the air, as if cheering. “Come on, Kobori, Hayakawa! We need to join in and make sure nothing happens!”
“W….Wait… M…Moriyama you idiot-”
“But isn’t _____-chan…?”
“YES! I’M WEADY! LET’S GO!”
“Wait! What about ____?! Moriyama s-stop right now!”
“We’re off to visit the beautiful _____-chan!”
God he really wants to kill them…
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You let out a groan when the door opens, and you barely open your eyes, making out the silhouette of your mother, who sits on the bed beside you.. Her hand runs through your hair, and it feels so good.. Her fingers are cold, and it cools your heated skin.
Without realizing, tears began to slip down your heated cheeks.
“W…What’s wrong ____-chan?”
You gasp, hiccuping as you try to breathe through your nose, only to feel lightheaded from the lack of fluids.
“I… It was supposed to be my first date with K…Kasamatsu today…” you stumble, opening your eyes just a little more, “B-But.. I.. I’m sick.. A..And I didn’t even reply to him.. And now he probably thinks I’m ignoring him and it’s… Everything’s ruined!”
Your mother hums, as if she knows something you don’t.. Which is technically true, but of course you can’t see the smile through your blurred vision, only feeling pathetic you couldn’t enjoy yourself tonight..
“Why don’t you relax? Have a nice bath and come downstairs.. Soup will be ready for you…”
With a dulled nod, you managed to get out of bed, and slowly make your way to the bathroom, completely unaware of everything happening downstairs.
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When you get downstairs, with lots of help from the wall and rails, the first thing you notice is there’s an extra pair of shoes you don’t recognize.. It doesn’t register that you’ve seen those shoes before, so you carefully make your way to the couch, where you want to cuddle under a blanket and watch cartoons in your silly girl pajamas..
But it seems someone else is currently occupying your spot.
Kasamatsu turns his head, watching as your expression constantly changes, and had he not been nervous, he would’ve found himself chuckling. Instead, he shifts over, gently patting the spot beside him.
“I… uh… Y….Your mom… S…She… A…And then.. K…Kise said… A..And…” he stutters over everything, and you can’t help it.. Even though you KNOW he’s nervous, anxious, and somewhat terrified, you throw yourself at him, curling in his warmth as you grab his shirt, biting your bottom lip.
“….I.. I’m sorry!” you cry, and although you feel his body freeze, you don’t stop, everything tumbling from your lips before you can stop yourself..
“I fell asleep last night while wearing my wet clothes and woke up sick.. Mom made me stay home and I was going to reply to your text but I slept the whole day… And all I could think of the entire time is disappointing you because we couldn’t have our date and how I didn’t listen to you and I.. I really… I really wanted to see you!”
The confession surprises Kasamatsu, and he only finds his arms wrapping around you, burying his face in your hair. He doesn’t mind the idea of being left alone with you, especially because your mother had to return to work.. And his entire team bailed last minute with chicken noodle soup made..
Oh..
He smiles, after slowly calming down, and shifts to move you into a more comfortable position. He releases a soft sigh, and coos at you to look at him, which you do with reluctance. He reaches over, grabbing tissue and helps you blow your nose, biting back the urge to grin at your dark blush..
“You know…” he starts, watching as you turn to look at him, and he takes this time to look around your living room, scratching his head. “W..We have a t.v… We have dinner…”
He feels his cheeks heat up, and clears his throat, meeting your confused expression with a hint of determination.
“Why don’t we have our date here?”
You swallow the lump in your throat, trying not to blush, and as much as you want to retort, say you look disgusting and aren’t dressed properly, the sincerity in his eyes makes you stop, and a sheepish smile creeps on your lips.
“….I… I’d really like that… Oh… A..And.. .K..Kasamatsu-kun?”
He hums, never taking his eyes off you as you try to collect your thoughts.
“…C…Can we cuddle?”
Although his cheeks burn at the thought of being close, he finds himself sighing, lightly flicking your forehead.
“Only if you promise not to sneeze on me…”
The two of you laugh and you hold him close, resting your cheek against his shoulder.
“..I’ll only promise that if you promise not to make fun of my appearance..”
He rolls his eyes, lightly massaging your arm as he tenderly pecks your temple,
“As if I’d do that… idiot..”
Gaw!!! I loved everything about this! I think I have to just commit and say Kasamatsu is my favorite character lol.
hi cutie! thanks for requesting! sorry it took so long! xoxo
He was nervous; even you could tell. Usually, people saw him as calm and energetic like most of the Nekoma volleyball club members. He was one of those people that you could easily open up to, popular by both women and men. Of course, you were no exception. You befriended him after helping out with the club manager activity one day and had been friends since. You’ve kept your friendly facade for a while now, but your interest for him seeped through at times. How could it not? He was just so pretty.
He stared at your mouth, lips moving languidly as you explained the math problem to him. Your voice was melodic and the pace of your voice could lull him to sleep. He’s been interested even before you helped out the volleyball club and thanked the gods that they allowed you and him to have this opportunity to become friends. He tried his best to make known of his advance, but you were either extremely oblivious or you just weren’t interested in him. He was willing to take that chance though, and confess to you. He’s heard rumors about other boys from your class wanting to confess and he decided he couldn’t wait any longer.
“So, do you understand why this equation equals to this answer?” He shook his thoughts out of his head, and focused back on the bright blue textbook and notes in front of him.
“To be completely honest, I wasn’t paying attention in the last five minutes.” He replied sheepishly. You giggled, and placed your pencil down.
“That’s fine! We’ve been at it for an hour and I was getting a bit tired, too. We can take a break and I can explain it again.” You sipped on your juice and went back to your notes, thinking of another way to explain so Inuoka could understand. He fiddled with his utensil before opening his mouth.
“So,” You looked up, bright eyes shining with curiosity. God, you were so strikingly stunning. His mind twisted and his hands were beginning to dampen. “I know I’ve been busy with Nationals coming up, but I was wondering if you would want to come to Nationals to watch me.” You looked surprised, but smiled and nodded.
“Of course, Inuoka-kun. Why wouldn’t I?” He turned red, waving his hands in front of his face.
“Ahh, not just watch! I meant would you come to my match as my girlfriend?” Your smiled turned to shock and soon your entire face became flustered by his question. “Not gonna force you or anything, but I’e always liked you and you’re just so easy to talk to and fun to hang out with!” The smile on his face eased your tension and soon you shyly smiled back.
“I would love to, Sou-kun! I’ve liked you for a while, too.” He beamed with happiness as he pulled you in a suffocating hug.
“This is great! I can’t wait for Nationals! We’ll surely win with you cheering for us!” You nod, patting him in the back.
“That’s amazing and I look forward to that, but we gotta tackle these problems first to pass the test before you go to practice.“
He’s too precious!! Thanks for writing it, very cute!
Okay, I mainly focused on the really popular teams. I know I have a character limit but I figured the answers would be small per character so it could be stretched a little – also, I always feel like my answers are going to be shorter than they actually are….?
And, I mean, I love thinking about these boys as fathers! Like seriously, they will all make amazing dads!
Hope you enjoy!
P.s. Finished Moana and now I’m going to rematch Trolls for the umpteenth time!
Sawamura Daichi: I feel like this boy only wanted things to be simple. One boy and one girl, that’s it. But the world has other plans for him! I can see this boy having a large family! Like, he probably kept having only boys and then his significant other kept being like “we’ll get a girl this time.” I mean, they do get one, just after four boys or something like that, lol!
Sugawara Koushi: This boy totally wants a big family, the more the merrier! But then when it comes down to it, two is just too freaking much! Him and his significant other are resigning themselves to the ones they have; which, coincidentally, are a single boy and girl which Daichi always silently resents him for.
Kuroo Tetsurou: This guy is totally all talk when he talks about how many kids he wants because his instant response is all of them. But when the conversation instantly becomes serious, he gets a little startled, because oh god can he even really take care of kids? So, him and his significant other probably end up with around two and a half kids – ones baking – all girls! Dudes outnumbered and he loves it!
Nobuyuki Kai: Aw, this sweet boy and his significant other probably only planned on having one – a boy. But then they were in this moment where they weren’t trying for one while at the same time they weren’t trying to stop it from happening and they end up with a second one, this time a girl. They’re a happy little family, both children look almost identical to him, lol!
Oikawa Tooru: This boy has specific plans about his future babies. He wants three. A boy first and then twin girls (dude, I suddenly don’t know if I thought of this myself or from the request I got not too long ago?) But I feel like this boy actually ends up with what he planned with by some miracle, lol. And he’s so incredibly happy with his precious children!
Iwaizumi Haijime: Okay, I feel like this sweet boy and his significant other actually have trouble with having/adopting children. But they keep trying and they finally end up with a beautiful baby girl and this child instantly becomes his life. They try for a second, but it becomes too hard for them emotionally, despite such he’s so incredibly happy that he has his little girl in his life.
Bokuto Koutarou: Omg, this precious boy wants a whole volleyball team with his family. And that would be, like, a lot of kids. I think it’s his significant other that lays down the law when they reach four kids – three girls and a boy – that they’re NOT having anymore. But despite it, they manage to have a second boy a couple years later, lol! He’s so close to a team!
Akaashi Keiji: Oh, I feel like this boy and his significant other end up with a girl when they first get together, probably before either of them are really ready for a child. And they remain that way for many years – like 12? – before they make the conscious decision to have another and they have a beautiful little boy! It’s the perfect little family.
Ushijima Wakatoshi: Kids were something Ushiwaka always wanted and it wouldn’t surprise me at all if only after a year of being with his significant other (married or outside of it really) that they decide to start their own family. And it would take quite a few tries, but they would totally end up with just a bunch of girls. Like, girls everywhere. Lol, I just love the thought of this big man with tons of daughters.
(okay, so the Vice Captain of Shiratorizawa is a character named Jin Soekawa, but it literally has NOTHING on this boy, which makes me sad because I want to know about him. But because of this I decided to do the last one on Tendour because him and Ushijima are best friends and you can’t stop me!)
Tendou Satori: Dude, legit, I think this boy wouldn’t want to have any kids. I think his fear would be that they would get his genes of being a ‘monster’ like he was teased about being for so many years. But I think he could be swayed if his significant other really wanted them, because deep down he DOES want kids, but anxiety keeps him from thinking about it. In the end, they have a single boy and he’s the best decision this tender salami ever made to have.
I love thinking about them as dad’s too! These were fantastic!
Aw, sweetie, I hope that you’re feeling much better! I remember getting my wisdom teeth out, it’s not fun and I looked like I was beat up or something. Lol, but I hope everything turned out well!
Enjoy!
P.s. I’m settled on the couch with a glass of wine and Moana on TV and I’m gonna crank out as many requests as possible!
“Come on, babe,” there was a chuckle the accompanied the words that came daringly from his lips, “one foot after the other into the car.” Kuroo held her about the waist, only holding her up when he thought she was leaning too far in one direction or the other. The smile plastered on his face only grew wider as she attempted to crawl into the front seat, leaving her feet flat on the pavement. “Feet,” he encouraged, tapping at her ankle with his own foot.
“I know what I’m doing,” she answered instantly, not paying any mind to his nudging – perhaps she hadn’t even felt it – her words slightly muffled by that the gauze that was shoved into the back of her mouth. “Hey, did the car get smaller? I can’t fit.”
The laugh that came next was deep from inside his chest, his eyes sparkling with amusement and he now wished he had taken Bokuto’s advice in filming her for the first hour that she was free of the anesthesia. “It might’ve,” he smiled, listening to her coo in amazement, “but I need your feet in and your butt in the seat. Then we’ll get a milkshake, yeah?”
He heard her give an attempt at a ‘tsk’ before finally plopping down into the chair of the car and pulling her feet inside. “You’re so bossy,” she muttered as she fumbled with the seatbelt.
Kuroo took over gently and leaned to press a kiss to her forehead, his lips tugged up in adoration. “I know, babe, I know,” he confirmed as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, “let’s get you home.”
As Ushijima piled more pillows behind her on their shared bed, he helped her carefully lean back against the soft support, his strong hands gentle. He listened to her hum in comfort before his gaze drifted down to her hands that were grasping for his. “Come cuddle with me,” she mumbled as the pain killers that were given to her upon returning home began to kick in.
Taking her hand in his, he gave a small squeeze as he kneeled at the side of the bed. “I don’t want to hurt you,” it was a simple comment, but it held so much meaning to him in that moment. Surgery was always a scary thing, even with something that was so widely practice as the removal of wisdom teeth. There were always factors that couldn’t always be anticipated. So while she had done perfectly through the procedure, all he wanted was for her to have a perfect healing process.
“Pfft,” the sound didn’t have as much force as she probably meant to put into it, “just don’t hit my jaw. Hell, I can’t feel anything or…” The words drifted away from her as her eyes grew heavier. There was no stopping the affectionate smile that pulled at his lips then.
He supposed she was right. There was no reason that he couldn’t lay next to her if he didn’t hit any spot that was tender. Carefully, he worked his way around her still form to place himself next to her, his fingers intertwining with hers as he leaned to press a small kiss to her temple.
He hoped that when the pain killers wore off, she would be just as fine as she seemed to be right then. Well, he supposed he would just have to wait until she woke up. And when she did, he’d do anything she needed him to do.
“Okay,” Bokuto called from his place in the kitchen to her out in the living room, “smoothie or soup, take your pick.” And really, he supposed her choices were even more limited than that. For she couldn’t have any soup that had any kind of chunks. With the surgery still being fresh, there was no way she could chew anything without getting something stuck in the stitches at the back of he mouth. But that was what she would have to deal with for the new couple days.
“Neither,” she answered almost immediately, bringing a snort from the male who was rummaging through the refrigerator, “I want a grilled cheese. Or something like a pork sandwich smothered with barbecue sauce. Oh, better yet, I want tons of mac and cheese with bacon and mushrooms in it.”
Laughter rolled from him as he turned to make his way into the adjacent room, his arms crossed over his large chest as he leaned against the doorframe of the door. “Well, you can’t have any of that,” he answered simply, “you get the choice of a smoothie or soup – specifically tomato, because that’s all we have.” When she pouted and sunk lower into the cushions of the couch, he smiled before moving across the room to seat himself next to her.
“A cold smoothie might help ease the pain,” he suggested, eyes lingering on the swelling that had started up along one side of her jaw. The poor thing looked like she was almost part hamster, at least she would if there wasn’t the bruising that seemed to turn darker with each hour that passed.
She signed heavily as she sunk into his side, her head falling to rest against his shoulder. “Fine, I’ll take the smoothie,” he smiled at the answer, kissed the top of her head and popped himself up to make her the best smoothie of her life.
“No, I am not giving you are more of these,” Oikawa stated, shaking the bottle of pain killers as he stalked away from her moaning on the couch, “you got sick the last time you took them. There are other ways of stopping it from hurting.” It had scared him when he was woken in the middle of the night to her throwing up into the toilet. There was so much blood and he was sure it was in no way good for the wounds at the back of her mouth to come in contact with the bile that was coming up.
She groaned loudly, throwing her head back against the back of the couch, her hands delicately cupping over the swollen skin of her cheeks. “Tooru, please,” she begged. Her gaze turned to him and another moan of distress came from her when she saw the unsympathetic expression that covered his face. “You’re evil.”
He shrugged then. “It’s for your own good,” he answered, moving to start packing chunks of ice into a ziplock bag. It was cold against his fingers and he knew that the cold contact helped his knee when it was bothering him, so it would surely help her out – at the very least it would help with the swelling.
Moving back into the living room, he smiled at the look of slight resentment they were giving him. He knew what pain could do to a person and in no way held the way she was behaving against her, she had every right to complain – her mouth hurt and she could barely eat anything. It would definitely suck. “Here,” he spoke gently as he carefully pressed the ice filled bag against her jaw.
She flinched, which was to be expected, but after another moment she found herself leaning into the cold, a feeling of relief taking over her features. “Better, huh?” Oikawa teased lightly, chuckling when she rolled her eyes at him. He stood, fingers lifting her hand to place a single kiss to her fingers which then replaced his own on the bag. “I’ll get dinner started,” he spoke softly, grateful that he could do something to ease her pain.
It’s the angel child’s birthday!! You think the nerd knows he shares a birthday with Alexander the Great? Probably. Happy Birthday, Oikawa!! We really love you, even if you drive us crazy sometimes. ~Admins Alyx, Ellie and Emma
SFW:
Oikawa makes a Big Fucking Deal out of his birthday. This doesn’t really come as a surprise to anyone, but in the days preceding it he definitely makes a point of oh-so-casually mentioning that his birthday is coming up.
Oikawa also jokes about the extravagant gifts and treats he wants for his birthday.
Hanamaki and Matsukawa poke plenty of fun at him for it. “Alright team, as you all know, Oikawa’s birthday is next week. As such, we’ve made some arrangements as befitting our revered captain. Kindaichi, Kunimi, Yahaba, Kyoutani, you’ll be in charge of carrying the palanquin…”
Despite all of his elaborate demands, he’s really genuinely touched by even the smallest of gestures. Underneath his dramatics, what he really cares about is that it’s heartfelt. Whether it’s something you made, or something you saw that made you think of him, he absolutely means it when he tells you he’ll cherish it.
This nerd is probably aware that he shares a birthday with Alexander the Great, and is very dramatic about it, proclaiming himself OIKAWA THE GREAT. Makki and Mattsun bring back the joke about the palanquin.
Do not give him a birthday crown/pin/sash/anything unless you are prepared for the reality of him wearing it all day long. He will do it. Yes, even that ridiculous, glittery tiara that says “Birthday Bitch” on it.
100% uses his birthday as an excuse to eat all the sweets and junk food he wants. You weren’t gonna stop him anyway, though; the adorable little smile he gets on his face as he eats his fifth milk bread of the day is just too damn precious.
He’s a bit of a social butterfly, so he’ll definitely want to go out or have a party. Even once he’s old enough to drink, it’s more about hanging out with friends than drinking, though. That said–don’t let Makki and Mattsun talk him into thinking birthday shots are a good idea. It will end badly for everyone involved.
If you throw him a surprise party, he will die–in the best possible way. To be fair, he probably knew about it weeks ahead of time; boy is observant af. It’s not the surprise that matters to him, though, it’s the fact that you went to all that effort to him. He’s really touched, and even if the surprise isn’t much of a surprise, his reaction is pretty genuine and he probably cries anyway.
At the end of the night, though, he’ll want some quiet time to have you all to himself. You’re both so busy a lot of the time, he lives for the times he gets your undivided attention.
NSFW:
PAMPER. THAT. BOY. It’s his birthday, and he deserves it. Whether it’s a nice long massage, a new toy or lingerie, or just showering him in extra love, he craves it. Just make him feel special.
He loves all things lacey when it comes to lingerie, but he also loves naughty cut outs and crotchless things. That way he can have all your sensitive parts without taking the pretty things off.
He’s a switch for the most part, but the boy loves to be submissive. Tie him down, ride him, make him beg for more. He’ll be putty in your hands by the time you’re done.
Want to get Oikawa sobbing? Gag him and pull his hair. He lives for it, and he’s a bit of a screamer when he’s overwhelmed.
Bigger isn’t always better–a discreet-but-powerful prostate massager is by far his dream toy. He’s super responsive when it comes to p-spot stimulation, and he adores being overstimulated there. Keep him going until he can’t anymore, and you’ll have a spent and sated Oikawa.
If the dom/sub angle isn’t your bag, that’s ok. He is also a big fan of the soft, sensuous love-making variety. If you let him, he will spend a solid hour worshipping your body. It’s about 90% teasing but it’s still very good.
He’s a big fan of kissing during foreplay. He can honestly just make out for hours, gently touching and caressing and holding you. He just loves the closeness.
He’s a king of oral, and he will go down for hours if you let him. He’s very good at figuring out what you like, and once he does, he’ll vacation between your legs for a couple hours if you let him. He loves the feel and the taste and the smell and a pair of thighs over his shoulders are just literally the best for him.
He’s a big fan of eye-contact during sex proper. He likes any position where you can look into each other’s eyes, whichever one of you is on top. It doesn’t’ really matter–he just needs that connection.
Honestly, no matter what kind of sex you have (rough and kinky or sweet and vanilla) he needs to hold you when you’re done. He needs to feel loved and cherished and appreciated, and he needs your skin on his. It is the best feeling in the world to him (a little praise never hurt, either.)
Inuoka is the type of hugger that will surprise you by wrapping his arms around your waist from the behind, his grip firm and comforting. He is a cuddle monster so throughout the relationship you’d be more than accustomed to his surprise attacks but you’d always look forward to them. His height makes you feel safe and the kisses he gently trails down your neck have the ability to calm you down regardless of how tense you are.
How do they carry their s/o to the bed?
Usually he’s the stubborn one who refuses to go to bed unless there’s certain bribe involved, so he’s most likely to be the one to carry you to your bed only when you fall asleep on the couch even if he told you to go to bed a dozen of times. He is caring, yes, but he is also a little bit on the sadistic side so unless you were really sleep-deprived due to how busy you are, he is probably going to throw you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes as he playfully scolds you about how you never listen to him. Yes, he is that much of a dork.
INUOKA TORSO
Do they like to cuddle?
Pffft, does he like to cuddle? Hell yes he does! He’s the type that will cling onto you no matter how hot it is outside, he believes his true life calling is being the big spoon. You better drag your ass towards him or he’ll sulk like there’s no tomorrow.
What do they like to eat?
Cannonly, his main concern in life is “I’ll eat and eat, but I’m still hungry!” so I think it’s more than accurate that he likes quite a number of things—his favorite is home cooked meals. If you made it for him you can rest assured that he’ll brag about it to his teammates or colleagues to no end.
TANAKA LIPS
What kind of sweet nothings do they whisper?
He’ll start out by being unbelievably smooth, with reassuring and supportive words in a voice that would be unrecognizable compared to the one he has on court as he caresses your hair in a soothing, steady rhythm. Then somehow, all of a sudden, he’d manage to end up switching the topic to how he is such a caring senpai and how great/ smooth he is being. He usually does it just to make you laugh if you’re having a bad day and for the most part, it actually works!
What do they like to talk about?
I’m assuming that while he does like talking about the topics you have in common, he prefers it when either one of you is talking about your passions. He adores listening to you getting excited and absorbed in your own world but at the same time he is in love with how interested you seem when he is doing the same. Bonus points if he knows that you’re not that well informed or interested but you’re listening carefully and actively engaging in the conversation just because it’s him discussing it. At the same time though, he loves thinking aloud about what your future together may look like. Even if they are just bizarre ideas which aren’t humanly possible.
Can they sing?
Uhh… Well would you look at the time! I have to go now, my bus is running late—I mean I have to run if I don’t want to be late! Jesus Christ I never run that is such a lie.
TANAKA EYES
What do they look for in an s/o?
A patient, athletic person would suit his interests quite well, but in all honestly he’d like someone who is somewhat needy and clingy. He adores the feeling of being needed, it makes him appear more manly! He’d expect them to be loyal to the bone too, he isn’t the type to mess around and he craves for security in a relationship. No matter how tough he tries to act, he will be over the moon if his family approves of his significant other, so someone who is polite and well mannered should go without saying. An affectionate and attentive person would make him melt, I honestly think he would be the type to fall for a domestic type of partner. A wild side would only be a bonus if you know what I mean 😉
What do they like to see on their s/o?
I mean, it’s a given that he likes it when you wear feminine and elegant clothing, but there is nothing that he enjoys more than having you cuddled up by his side while you’re watching a movie, dressed in clothing that is obviously too large for you. It makes you ten times more cuddly and while he wouldn’t say it twice, he is a big fan of that. Be quiet though, he has an imagine to protect so don’t go around telling people about it!
Their favorite part of their s/o?
As weird as it sounds, the nape of your neck is his absolute favorite. After a long day he’ll wrap his arms around you from the behind as he rests his head into the nape of your neck; that way he would have his personal teddy bear in the most comfortable position ever + he’d get to watch whatever movie you’re watching with you. He’ll probably make Nishinyoa take pictures of you two at one point just so he can post it on insta with the hashtag #goals because girl, you know that is exactly what you are!
These were so cute!! I’m so glad to see you on my dash again!
aaaaaahhhhh i didn’t really write that the new girl was smol, save for one line in the middle and i am so sorry about that
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You were here again. This time a
couple of other girls were with you, gawking at everything and yelling at stray
balls. They were positioned right next to the gym entrance, and exactly in
Ushijima’s view.
He should be focusing on the
tosses that Shirabu was giving him for warm-ups, but every move you made seemed
to catch his eye. He couldn’t say he didn’t like it, though. You fascinated
him. The girls who would join you gawked at the ball, flinched and dodged at
stray balls that weren’t even close to hitting them. Whereas you… You would
watch everything with a keen eye—how the players moved, how Shirabu would set
the ball, how Reon would dive to receive a ball, saw where Tendou was looking
to block a spike. You didn’t seem like an ordinary spectator to the game; it
was more like you were analyzing every play and making notes for improvement in
your head.
And it piqued his interest.
Ushijima couldn’t count how many
times he almost talked to you, if it wasn’t for the coach being very strict
during practices. Though it wouldn’t really show, he would become very anxious
whenever you were near, waiting and hoping you were still in the court so he
could actually talk to you. But whenever they got dismissed you would be gone
already.
“Wakatoshi-kun,” Tendou would say
after notes, “what’s got you so antsy? Did that girl come again?”
He would nod and turn away
without another word, despite the redhead’s successive questions.
It was like a routine at this
point—practice would begin and people would start trickling in, Ushijima would
spot you and you would lock eyes, he would keep sneaking glances at you during
breaks and you stayed until the end, he would go with the team for notes with
the coach and when he turned around you would be gone.
To be truthful, he was getting
tired of it. He so wanted to break the ordinary and start a new and
surprise-filled arc in his story, but he didn’t even know your name. He didn’t
know your year or class or if you were actually interested in him or not. All
he knew was that you liked watching them play.
But maybe today would be the day.
Maybe today he could ask your name and year and class and why you would always
come to watch. Maybe—
Akkashi Keiji: You always waited for him to finish practice, cherishing the time you two had with each other to the fullest since you often missed each other due to separate classes and club activities. It’s only been a few weeks since the two of you started dating and absolutely nothing has happened yet. He was always a gentleman and would never do anything you weren’t comfortable with but you could sense his patience wearing off and suspected he had tried to kiss you several times but to no avail. Every move he made to become closer to you or when he would brush your cheeks, you would laugh and push his advances away, too embarrassed to reciprocate his actions.
“Thanks for waiting,” His breath was white from the winter breeze and his nose red from the sudden pricking wind. You smiled and offered your hand to him.
“It’s fine, Keiji. How was practice today?” He talked about Bokuto-senpai and how he found out his sendai was more observant of himself than he initially thought. You listened and hummed at the right moments before being stopped by your boyfriend. It was dark and the only thing that allowed you to see his face were the street lights.
“What-” Before you could finish, he pulled you in and kissed you, steady, but softer than you expected. You could feel your face heating up and your eyes were still open from the unexpected movement, but he gave you time to process it and soon you were kissing back, albeit more tentatively than he would have liked. He pulled away, glee evident in his usually composed face and proceeded to continue the conversation like nothing had happened. If you could have crawled under a giant, dark hole, this would have been the perfect opportunity to.
This boy is going to be the death of me.
Kageyama Tobio: You two had gone to a volleyball practice center to teach little kids how to play-well Kageyama was and you were going to watch-as a date. You didn’t mind because you were able to see him play the sports he loved so much, plus you liked playing with the little kids. As he went on to teach the kids the basics, a little girl tugged at your sleeves and whispered in your ear.
“Are you two boyfriend and girlfriend?” You blushed, and nodded. It’s been two weeks since you two started a relationship and even though the two of you were fairly new at this, he seemed to be the one leading as you were terribly embarrassed to even hold his hand in public. The little girl squealed catching some other girl’s attention and soon you were swarmed with a flood of girls around you asking about the two of you.
“What’s going on?” Kageyama walked over, apparently finishing teaching the rules and letting the kids practice their receives. The girls moved from you to him and began bombarding him with questions. ‘How long have you been dating?’ ‘You girlfriend is pretty!’ ‘Have you two kissed?’ He turned pink at that question which prompted them to egg him more. Kids these days were so eager; you urged them to go play volleyball and they reluctantly walked away. Clearing his throat, he sat down next to you on the bleachers.
“So-sorry, they were just being kid-” He pecked your lips, the kiss lasting just mere seconds. The two of you were a blushing mess as the kids who caught them in the midst of their act all giggled and hooted.
“When I grow up I want a boyfriend like Tobio-san~.“
Tsukishima Kei: You were slumped against his shoulders, dozing off occasionally lulled by his music and the bump of the train. It was mostly empty, save for the elderly couple on the other side of your seat and a young teen who was too occupied with her phone. You and Kei had been going on dates and getting to know each other more after meeting at one of their favorite bands concert. Today was one of those days where you spent the entire day at a cafe and music store. He was usually aloof, but you noticed today he had been fidgeting and glancing at your way more than usual.
The music was blaring in a soft way, loud enough for you to hear but not to the elderly couple in front of you. The pad of his thumb rubbed your intertwined hands; you could tell he was contemplating. He stared at you, not knowing if it was time or not.
“Why do you keep staring at me?” He looked down on you and scoffed, a small blush adorning his cheeks.
“I’m not.” The blush on his cheeks said otherwise. You argue back and retort but was shut up by his lips on your mouth. It was sweet and so unlike Tsukishima. The brief passion lasted for a second before he pulled away and went back to staring at his phone. You turn bright red and touch your lips, feeling the unfamiliar heat on your mouth. The old couple smiles warmly at them and comments.
“Oh, how adorable. Remember when we were like that?“
Haiba Lev: “I’ll be bringing you two some snacks later!” Your boyfriend’s sister calls out to the two of you as she closes the door to his room. It was your first time meeting Alice and needless to say she was gorgeous as Yaku-san put it. A bit intimidated by her beauty, you reluctantly agreed to the home date, but she was also as generous and kind and made you feel at ease the moment you stepped in. Lev just laughs and sits down, stroking his pet cat.
“Sit down, ______.” You take a seat beside him and pull out your books. He made a face at the mathematics textbook, but pulled out his utensils anyway. An hour of focus and Lev had lost interest in all the numbers and letters and laid down and had begun playing with his phone. You were still trying to solve the question that you were certain was going to be on the test when he pulled at your hair.
“Let’s rest for a bit! We can get back to those later!” You shake your head; if you lost your concentration now, the fact that you were in a room-a boys room-with your boyfriend would register in your mind more and you wouldn’t be able to maintain your composure. His face was suddenly closer to yours and you let out a squeak before he licked his lips, almost resembling a cat, before his lips crashed into yours. He nipped at your lips hungrily and although you weren’t sure what to do, you gently kissed back, the heat from your face escalating in seconds. At that moment, his sister burst in, carrying a tray full of delicious smelling cookies and tea. She gasped, but held onto the tray.
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