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HAIKYUU 401



SEEING THIS IN COLOR IS SO POWERFUL????

Look me in the eyes and say they aren’t dating. I DARE YOU.



BokuAka still doesnt call each other’s first names (╥_╥)(╥_╥) BUT its good to see they havent changed much.




I NEED SEIJOH AND DATEKO VER OF THE BANNERS. JUST SO I CAN CRY OVER FICTIONAL FABRICS WITH WORDS PAINTED ON THEM

The page

VS


What my Fujoshi ass sees


Kuroken is Canon™️


IWAOI’S CHILDREN GUYS AKHSKSJS KAGEYAAMMAAAA 。・゚゚・(>д<)・゚゚・。

。・゚゚・(>д<)・゚゚・。


Shimizu Simp Club ya’ll. Sad Noya wasnt in this frame (╥_╥)


THIS PAGE!!!!! HEJSJSBEJSJ WASHIJOU-SENSEI WITH HIS WIFE AND USHIJIMAAA. THEN SAEKO NEE-SAN AND AKANE-CHAN. THEN SUGA GETTING KAGEYAMA’S AUTOGRAPHHH. THE CAPTAINSS QKBDKSHSJS. AND THEN KARASUNO FIRST YEARSSSS HEKWJSKS 。・゚゚・(>д<)・゚゚・。 I GOT SO EMOTIONAL WITH THE FIRST YEARS THAT I MADE IT AS MY TWT HEADER AKSJKSKS


AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH


Conclusion :

Im a sobbing mess and Im not ready for the last chap

the D-1 boys and their high school banners in the background…

the monsters generation wasn’t made in a day. it was a collective effort that cultivated into the people they are today

normal hinata shouyo: (*°▽°*)

volleyball hinata shouyo: ٩(ఠ益ఠ)۶

bokuto ✨the tax evader✨ koutarou

and the monster ✨’what taxes?’✨ generation

冫ᴋɪʏᴏᴏᴍɪ ɪᴄᴏɴs (ғᴛ ᴀᴛsᴜᴍᴜ’s ʜᴇᴀᴅ)

冫ʟɪᴋᴇ/ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀᴠᴇ <

Quick lil atsuhina; I love these two so much!!

Some haikyuu!! sakusa and atsumu from twt

part III - do girls poop?

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That afternoon the whole crew went out with baby Aki to buy basic baby necessities such as a crib, toys, diapers, food and infant-friendly soap.

In addition to that, it was also decided that she will stay in Bokuto’s and Hinata’s shared room since the two seemed to get along with the baby the most.

But her cries at four forty in the morning causes Bokuto to rethink the entire situation.

“Shh, it’s okay,” he whispers in vail.

Hinata also wakes up, yawning: “is she hungry?”

“No, we fed her already.”

“Maybe she needs to burp?”

“Don’t think so.”

Then it hits them. The two make eye contact with each other.

“No way,” they say at the same time.

Bokuto slowly lifts Aki’s butt to his nose and inhales.

He cringes at the smell.

“Yes way.”

⧏⧐

“Did you grab the diaper?” Bokuto whisper-shouts at Hinata in the bathing room, where they set up the changing station.

“Yes! And here are the wipes,” Hinata runs with the necessities in his arms.

Aki is laying on the changing station, still with a dirty diaper but fortunately she isn’t crying as violently as she was before. But the whimpers and sniffles here and there seem to break out into another crying spree any minute.

“Here,” Hinata says, handing Bokuto a face mask, “I took them from Sakusa.”

They both put on their masks and rubber gloves before getting to work.

“Where is the…,” Boktuo mumbles.

“The strap is here,” Hinata points, holding onto the velcro that keeps the diaper in one piece.

He looks Bokuto into his eyes: “are you ready?”

Hinata takes his shaking head as a yes.

⧏⧐

After who knows how many minutes of gagging and cringing, Aki is clean and happy in a new diaper while Bokuto and Hinata celebrate their victory.

“We did it!” they shout, high-fiving each other with their elbows instead of their poop stained gloves.

“What’s all the commotion abou-,” Atsumu stops once he sees the scene in the bathroom. Bokuto and Hinata wearing white surgical masks and blue gloves, a tons of diapers on the floor after many failed attempts and baby powder everywhere.

Atsumu tiptoes his way to Aki without a word, picks her up and puts her back into her crib.

“Please clean this mess before Sakusa wakes up,” he says, walking into the kitchen.

The two exchange heavy sighs as they put all the diapers in the trash back and cleaning themselves up.

⧏⧐

After finishing the mess in the bathroom, they flop back onto their beds.

“We changed a diaper,” Bokuto whispers.

Before Hinata falls asleep, he asks: “how do even girls poop?”

Bokuto looks at him and raises an eyebrow: “The same we do?”

“So they just…,” Hinata trails off, “…do it?”

Bokuto nods: “Probably.”

Soon after, the two are sleeping…

Only to be woken up ten minutes later.

“What the hell?” Bokuto groans.

“Five more minutes please,” Hinata moans.

Bokuto stops the alarm: “How long did it take for us to change her diaper?”

“A good hour and a half. Breakfast is ready,” Atsumu says, walking into their room to pick up baby Aki.

“Bah!”, she shouts, smiling at the setter as she stretches her little arms out to him.

“Good morning, Aki,” Atsumu smiles back.

MSBY

Hinata:I heard that 1 in every 4 people are gay

Bokuto:oh so that we means 1 of us is gay

Atsumu:I hope it’s Omi-kun

Sakusa:Atsumu we have been dating for 2 years now

Sakusa:It’s 4 out of 4 people for us, you idiot

“why are you with him if he make you so miserable?” bokuto asks as he turns to face you in his car, away from everyone and everything. secluded in the corner of the parking lot, in your own bubble.

you sigh “i don’t know

i can’t even say if i love him anymore but i do care about him”

“even though all he’s done is hurt you?” he asks

…yeah

“all those times he’s done nothing but lie and u still care about him?” bokuto questions you again.

“i dunno bo it’s hard to explain.” you continue, “i don’t forgive him but i can’t completely hate him. he was there for me a lot but i guess as time went on…”

hmm bokuto sighs turning himself to face the front

“you’re only hurting yourself” he says quietly

i know” you sniffle feeling yourself get sad

“hey hey hey i didn’t mean to make you cry” bokuto quickly says softening his tone

your heart can’t help but swell at the small sincere reaction he’s having to see you cry

you felt guilty

if it was your boyfriend instead of bokuto he would’ve told you to shut up and save the crying for someone who cares

but the guilt came from the fact that you found comfort in bokuto

no matter how you looked at it you still have a boyfriend, you’re still in a relationship albeit it’s with someone that hurts you emotionally but still you were loyal

but

everytime bokuto came around you he managed to make you smile, laugh, swoon and so many other feelings that you hadn’t felt in a while

stuck in a loveless relationship filled with sorrow

you couldn’t help but sadly chuckle

“sometimes i think i do it to myself. maybe i feel like i deserve this”

hey- don’t speak like that” bokuto retorts. “you deserve nothing but love. you deserve so much love and so much happiness”

you turn to meet his golden eyes and you breathe out, “i think if i met you before i had met him, my idea of love wouldn’t be so bad”

and his heart is caught in his throat at your semi confession

“we should head back”, you say cutting into his train of thought

“i don’t wanna worry him” you say looking out the window

yeah like he actually cares bokuto thinks to himself.

like the good friend he is he takes you home, a quiet drive back with the radio playing faintly

as you step out and turn to close the door bokuto leans over to say,

“ireally wish i had met you before he got to you”

you sigh out a yeah as you close the door and turn to leave and bokuto can’t help but feel the sadness in his heart because no matter what he said or did

he didn’t get to you first.

Jackasuke the Black Jackal

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