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haikyuu captains get jealous | texts

anon: oh god i forgot to mention jealous haikyuu captains text messages ajdjsj

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legend has it that oikawa sprinted to your classroom to apologise and ask you out on an after school date (also imo oikawa is a dramatic dumbass and i love him for it)

dating levi ackerman headcanons

dude i shamelessly had a huge phase for him but it’s okay bc now i have tumblr content

implied commander/higher up reader;

CW: spoiler from levi’s ova (no regrets), hits of trauma and death (in levi’s life).

enjoyyyy gn! reader

before dating, he fell in love very gradually. he probably didn’t notice at first.

he was probably in denial about his feelings too

hange teased him about his crush, and he told them to shut up bc “he doesn’t know what they’re talking about”

hange def made a bet with erwin on how long it’d take you two to date

OKAY NOW TO THE NITTY GRITTY 😩 (what even is nitty gritty???)

hange is literally your guys’ biggest shipper. they go around yelling MY SHIP FINALLY SAILED while hugging you two for the first two weeks they find out.

they always ask, “when will i get mini levis and y/ns??”

levi: *hits them*

BUT if you guys did want to keep it on the down low, i feel like they’d keep it to themselves + moblit/erwin. and then let it slip one day by accident 💀

you guys are the cadets’ parents pls.

some of them accidentally called you their parent once

is not a pda person. he loves you, but he does hold a reputation and also thinks affection is more of a “behind the doors” things. but he does give occasional head pats and a forehead kiss when no one is looking.

in private he’ll give into your touches and kisses tho bc let’s be honest, he’s touch starved af.

he’ll be stiff with the affection and not be the one to initiate at first, but over time he’ll warm up to it and start initiating.

he loves when you play with his hair tho. it’s super relaxing to him. AND MASSAGES OMG PLS MASSAGE HIM WHILE HE DOES WORK HE’LL TELEPATHICALLY THANK YOU SM.

loudly “tchs” if you stop as a hint to keep doing what you’re doing.

he isn’t very vocal so you gotta read the man real well. ie: he doesn’t say when he wants attention or directly ask for something.

work “sleepovers”. you guys will do work in each other’s offices and end up falling asleep on the desk.

you’re the only one who can make tea the way he likes 😛😛

you guys eat lunch together/have lunch dates :,)

temple kisser 🤚🏼🤚🏼

holding you extra close when either of you get nightmares to remind each other you two are together.

speaking of nightmares, you comfort each other during the early hours of the morning.

he’s not a big sharer and he’d open up once in a while. not that he doesn’t trust you, it’s just v personal.

if you’re a messy person he’d help you clean your room/office and reprimand you for being messy.

if you’re a clean/tidy person, he’ll compliment your cleaning every now and then.

often thinks about how farlan and isabel would’ve loved you :,(

ofc he’s overprotective, considering the amount of people he’d lost and the childhood he went through. he doesn’t want you to leave him like everyone else in his life did.

he’d make sure you’re near him during missions and watch you v closely.

he needs assurance at times esp with everything that has happened to him.

shows love through acts of service

he cares for you sm will do anything to make sure you’re okay and healthy (but is so tsundere about it)

like he’ll be super aggressive with it but it’s just how he is. it’s all out of love and care 😌

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HAIKYUU BOYS AND SHARING A BED TROPES

PAIRINGS: Iwaizumi Haijme x Reader | Miya Atsumu x Reader | Suna Rintarou x Reader | Kozume Kenma x Reader

GENRE: Fluff | Crack | Comfort | Enemies To Lovers (Atsumu) | Friends To Lovers (Hajime/Rintarou)

WARNINGS: Cursing | Implied Panic Attack (Kenma) | Wholesome Shit.

A/N: HI THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN TO MAKE OMG I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKE THIS PLS I MYSELF LOVE IT SO MUCH PLS ENJOY

HAJIME — The "You're Sleeping On My Bed So I Sleep On My Floor" trope:

You didn't mean to stay at his house this long, almost drifting away on his shoulder while the television screen blares some old cartoon and the feeling of his stiff body hesitating to lean into yours keeping you from completely losing consciousness. "M' tired, Haji, I'm gonna go home, now," you groan with a tired voice. "No, you're not," he says as if you said the stupidest thing he's ever heard. "You're too tired, you'd probably pass out in the middle of the road. Just stay here." The tone of his voice grew quiet, quite like he was nervous, or something. "Uh, are you sure? I don't want to impo—" "Just get on my bed, already," he mutters loudly in a firm voice. "oh, okay." When you saw him bring another futon, you grew confused. "Hajime?" "What?" "What are you doing?" "Making my bed?" "Why?" He grew annoyed with your questions, stopping his motions in irritation and looking at you. "You're sleeping on my bed what else am I supposed to do?" "Sleep...in your bed?" His eyes had widened, and his face looked hot— did you need to take his temperature? "What? No." "Just sleep in here with me. It's not that big a deal." He shakes his head, "no." "Oh my God, Hajime, get in here," you laugh while your hands flip the covers open for him. You watch him slide in carefully and scan the lumps in the bed so he doesn't touch you. He sighed once he settled in, watching you get comfortable yourself. His eyes accidentally traced the outline of your torso, wandering around your hips and your waist until he looked up to meet your pupils. You smiled, scooting yourself closer to his nerve-wracked body. "Goodnight, Haji," you whisper in his shoulder. It takes a second for him to respond as his breath hitched, "Goodnight," he whispers before making the ultimate decision to drape his arm across your waist. You couldn't wait until his legs allowed themselves to thread with yours.

ATSUMU — The "There's Only One Bed" trope:

The fact that you two were put together on this trip was ridiculous, let alone how the hotel only has one vacant room left. He was the last person you'd ever want to sleep in the room— building as. When he opened the door with the key card, that was the moment you regretted ever coming. There was only one bed. He groaned annoyingly, setting his bag next to the door and looking around the room. "Well, shit. What do we do, now, Sweetheart?" Your face contorts in disgust when your pet name leaves his lips, "just find somewhere else to sleep. Can't you go with Hinata or Bokuto? Sakusa?" He shakes his head as he continues to walk around, "they said they already had people with them, can't switch." "Fuck," you cursed, staring at the thing that caused your demise. "Relax, it'll be fine, we can just share." Your head bucked back in offense as your eyebrows furrow. "What? Absolutely not! I'll take the floor if you want it so damn badly." "Uh uh, yer not sleepin' on the floor, Angel." "Oh, yes I am." "Not an option." "You can't make me sleep on that bed." You regret saying that two hours later when you settle in the sheets next to him. "Give me your pillow, Atsumu." "What? Why?" He questions as he lays flat on his back. "Because to prevent from getting your germs all over me, I'm making a wall of pillows." "Ya can't be serious," he deadpans. Your face yelled at him that you were, your glare forcing his hand to slowly grip his pillow and pull it to you to let you drag it from him and stuff it between your two bodies. "Happy now, Darlin'?" "No," you say firmly. "Just go to bed, Atsumu. We have a long day tomorrow." "Fine, only because ma Angel wants me to." "Shut up," you grit. Hours have passed and you haven't slept a blink— your mind focused on the way his warm hands caress your stomach so lightly and pull your abdomen towards him. His breath lingers on your neck, and his legs intertwine with yours as he sleeps safe and sound. There seemed to be a tingly pool of butterflies in your stomach for some reason. There was no way you were enjoying this, was there?

RINTAROU — The "You Just Fell Asleep On Me And Now We're Cuddling" trope:

It was almost casual: how your body laid atop his on his bed so comfortable and warm— how your hot breaths stuck to his neck and your legs draped over his, almost wrapping around his waist as you lightly snored on him. He chuckled as he scrolled through his phone while his head rested on his pillow, his other arm laying on your back, and his fingers gently scratching the surface of the fabric you wear. He wasn't confused or startled, he wasn't nervous one bit. He liked having you sleep on him— it was a relaxing feeling, having your breaths match up and feeling your slow pulse wrap around his torso like it was supposed to be there. It was calming. He didn't know how you woke up, or why you were so frightened by having him under you like that. "Wh—what I'm so—" you frantically wave your hands and unweave your legs from his, sitting on the opposite side of the bed in awkwardness, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I swear—!" He was a bit confused now, after watching you run away. "It's okay, don't be sorry," he dismisses as if it was stupid to think that in the first place, "I liked it." "You— huh?" You had to trail back in your memories to see if you heard that correctly. "Yes. I liked it, now come back," he nonchalantly grips your wrist and drags your weight back onto his, caressing your hair with his nimble fingers and tilting his head to lay the tiniest kiss on your temple, basking in the heat you provide from your obvious mortification. It was only when he fell asleep with you, his phone falling from his fingers and his eyes finally drooping completely closed as his head leans on yours, when you could really feel it. Your pulses slowing together and your breaths caught in each other's skin and your chests rising and falling at a syncing pace. It was nice. You liked it, as well.

KENMA — The "You're Really Sad And This Is The Only Thing I Could Think Of" trope:

His breath quickened as he hid under his blanket for support, the sweat glossing his face and his trembling hands not finding a grip on reality. He sat in the corner of his room in the dark where he was most comfortable, his eyes wide as they try to catch the non-existent light underneath the thin fabric. He doesn't want to move, he doesn't want to make a single sound, but his shivering body and his whimpers of emotional pain wouldn't listen to him. He didn't even know what he was sad about, he was just sad. Afraid. Anxious? He didn't know. He didn't know why he heard the door creak open or why he heard footsteps increase in volume as they grew closer to his shakey ball. He couldn't figure out why the blanket that shielded him was currently peeling away from his hot skin, forcing the cold air to mix with the sweat that aligned his shape. "It's gonna be kay, Kenma, I got you," a voice whispers, pulling his arms and lifting him up off the ground. His legs seemed to work miraculously as they walked to the end of his bed, allowing a hand to lightly place him on the mattress, opening the sheets for him and letting his body seep into the sweet scent of his sheets. He didn't bother to look at who helped him— he knew who it was. He needed them right about now. It seemed as if they knew that, too. What a relief. "Let's go to sleep, alright? You might feel better after, okay?" And with that, he closes his eyes with ease, ignoring the stinging pain from how long he kept them open from before, and let his body lean into the figure behind him. They wrapped their arms around him, caging him in their protection and mixing their legs with his so he could feel a little extra warmth. He was appreciative of this. He was really grateful. Putting all the effort into his sentence, he mutters, "Thank you, Y/n." And with that, the figure smiles against his neck, applying their lips to his skin before replying, "Of course, Kenma. Now get some sleep."

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i love this it’s so cute

atsumu would suddenly pull that “where have ya been all ma life huh?!” shit on you while you both are cuddling.

he adores you so fucking much that he gets so aggressively affectionate with you. squishing your cheeks, biting your thighs, showering you with kisses- everywhere, pulling you in a bone-crushing hug. “fuck, i love ya so much!”

update 3:

i think i’ve yawned sm i’ve grown used to it 🥲🥲

OMFG UPDATE NEVER EAT SINIGANG WHEN YOU HAVE A SORE THROAT IM IN SM PAIN

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your haikyuu dad works are so so cute it makes me clutch my chest when I read🥺❤️ can I request one where their newborn baby is teething or crying their eyes out for no particular reason as babies do and Osamu cradles them whispering something like "yer breaking my heart" This would be so cute pspspspsp😭 Thank uuu❤️❤️

HAIKYUU BOYS SOOTHING THEIR NEWBORN BABY

characters — timeskip!miya atsumu, miya osamu, sakusa kiyoomi, suna rintarō, iwaizumi hajime

a/n — pls i feel so rusty but this request is so cute, i hope i did it justice <3

☾ ATSUMU groans in his sleep when he hears his daughter crying in her crib, his arms around you tightening as he pulls you closer against his chest “‘ve got ‘er this time baby, ya get some rest alright?” yawning as he pulls himself up, approaching his daughter with a lazy grin, lifting her flush against him before leaving the room to let you sleep. he places his lips against her head, hushing her softly as he places gentle kisses to her skin in between breaths “come on, princess. yer daddy’s got ya, ya ain’t gotta get upset, ya know that makes daddy upset too.” running his daughters back as she nuzzles into the crook of his neck, his cheek smooshing softly against her as he blinks sleepily, whispering a few more reassurances under his breath “a know yer sleepy, that’s it angel, yer alright.” finally soothing her back to sleep as he hums contently.

☾ OSAMU jerks awake when he hears his daughters cries from her baby chair, groaning as he stretches out his neck realising he’d dozed off with his head propped up against his fist on the couch, pushing himself up with a huff as he pulls his daughter in his arms. “cmeer, sweetheart. daddy ain’t forgot about ya, yer alright.” sitting back down on the couch as he softly presses her against his chest, gently rubbing his thumb over her cheek, tracing a few shapes into her skin to soothe her cries while leaning down to place a few kisses to her hairline. “shhhhh princess, yer breakin’ ma heart here, yer gonna tire yerself out.” smiling one of his lazier smiles when she finally calms down, gargling a little as she tries to grab at his shirt “see, there ya go. just wanted a little attention didn’t ya, angel. a know where ya get that from.” chuckling as his mind drifts back to you.

☾ SAKUSA frowns instinctively when he notices the pout on his daughters lips before it twists into a cry, a few hiccups sounding from her form in his lap. “what’s wrong, sweetheart? are you hungry? tired?” he gazes at her a little, running his fingers through the few new curls on her head, smiling at how similar they are to his own. “daddy wants to help you, angel. why’re you crying?” he huffs a little when her cries continue, wishing he was as good as you were at figuring out what she wants, but he still tries, for her. he fumbles with her a little, standing to rock her in his arms as he decides to hum along to a tune that’s only familiar because he hears you singing the same one each morning. he feels his chest warm when the cries soften at the sound, two slightly puffy eyes gazing up at him as he continues to hum the melody “it’s daddy, princess. he’s here.”

☾ SUNA held his baby daughter against his chest with one arm as the other folded a few blankets on the couch, side glancing his daughter when he feels her gargle a little in his hold before it breaks into a cry. pouting a little knowing she’s been teething recently “i know, pretty girl.” allowing her to bite on the finger of his free hand a little hoping it’ll soothe her long enough until they get to the kitchen. leaning over every few steps to place a kiss on the crown of her head, wiping a few tears with his thumb before taking his hand back to open the fridge, grabbing the teething ring he’d placed in there a few hours before “there we go, trade you for the finger, pretty baby?” chuckling quietly as he watches her sniffle a little as she chews on the ring. “cute.”

☾ IWAIZUMI his eyes widen a little when he hears his daughter hiccup as she wakes up from her nap, whining slightly before she begins to cry from her place against his bicep. he’s quick to pull her closer, holding her against his chest as he tries to soothe her. “h-hey, come on princess. daddy’s right here.” huffing a little while he tries to wipe at her tears gently, a pout on his lips at the sight of his daughter being so upset and not knowing what to do. the furrow in his brows softens slightly when she leans into his touch, the warmth of his palm alone soothing her cries as she blinks up at him. he chuckles breathily before shaking his head, rubbing his thumb over her tear stricken cheeks “i can already tell you’re gonna be a handful, babygirl.” but he’d do anything for her anyway, because she reminds him of you.