Reader:F Character:Rintarō Suna, Kentarō Kyōtani Rating:G Summary:Your boyfriend was a punk and since you’ve been dating so long. You wanted your own jean vest and customize it to your liking. Warning:Fluff, Punk AU Ask Box: Open|Check Out ThreadytoGoDesign|Join me on Patreon
Suna noticed that you always played with the spikes on his vest when you sat in his lap when you hung out at the Foxhole. His baby girl in his arms while he wore his ‘battle vest’, his lips against your cheek while you played with the dull spikes that he meticulously attached to the vest.
“I should make you one.” He remarked one evening while he drove the both of you home from the clubhouse that the rest of the so-called foxes hung out in after hours.
“One what?” You asked as you looked up from your phone, your bag in your lap. Your long sleeves pushed up to reveal the tattoo of Suna’s name on your forearm. The only tattoo you had.
“A vest.” He replied, “Something you can wear to the Foxhole. I’m pretty sure Atsumu and Osamu would be impressed by it. Make you one of the guys.”
“That sounds awesome!” You chirped, “I’ve been collecting pins at all of your shows and the roller derby games. Maybe we can make patches too!” You looked giddy at the idea of your own vest.
Suna reached over and pat your thigh, “Anything you want, precious. It’s your battle vest.” And thus started the hunt for a battle vest. There were many trips to the local thrift store. Suna was very particular about the type of vest he wanted you to have, he didn’t want something flimsy and could fall apart with age. He wanted something sturdy, even a Levi’s jean jacket that you could cut the sleeves off. Eventually you two found a light denim wash jacket for a reasonable price.
Before you could pull out the thousand yen bill to pay, Suna already had enough change out on the counter to pay. You couldn’t get a word in when he said, “Just let me pay for it, it’s what a good boyfriend does.” Before he took the paper bag that held your new jacket that’ll become a vest.
And the construction of Suna’s girl’s vest began in the Foxhole. Suna bought you some paints from the dollar store to make your patches from the left over denim material from the sleeves, he found some Sharpies in drawers and you brought a hot glue gun from home and the pins you’ve been collecting.
Everyone was lingering around the Foxhole, smoking, eating a late dinner, blasting music. You were on the floor assembling your vest while Suna looked on. He fed you fries while you drew outlines of patches on leftover material.
You outlined the logo of you and Suna’s favourite band and then filled in with paint. You stuck pins on the front pockets and Suna helped you cut put the fabric of what used to be the sleeves. He didn’t want his baby girl to use sharp scissors.
“You should put a fox on it, then no fuckers will mess with ya.” Osamu suggested as he lit another cigarette, “But make it grey, then they’ll know for sure.” He winked.
Suna flipped him off, “I’m not branding my girl with your shit.”
Atsumu laughed, “Yeah, Samu, get your own girl.” Then took a bite of his sandwich.
“I’m going to make my own fox, the red fox.” You smiled, “I’ll be the red fox with my vest.”
Suna chuckled and kissed the top of your head, “Sounds good to me.” Then watched you attach the last pin on the vest. You held it up in front of his face and he said, “Perfect, put it on.”
You slipped it on your shoulders, it was a men’s jacket turned vest so it was a little baggy in some areas. But otherwise it was perfect for you and with all the deep pockets you had now, you could keep all kinds of things in them.
“I could get rid of my purse now.” Your eyes lit up, “I have so much room now!”
Suna chuckled, “Perfect. Now you got your own battle vest. You’re one of us, precious. Now c’mon, let’s take it out on the town. You guys want anything at the 7/11?”
“Bento.” Kita responded.
“You’re paying for yourself.” Suna said as he got up from the floor then helped you up to your feet, the vest still on you. He leaned in for a kiss, before Kita and Osamu threw some bills at him. He smiled at you lovingly, his punk rock girl. That had a ring to it, and as time goes on you’ll have more to add to the vest.
Kyōtani liked to think that his vest was a visual statement of his beliefs. From the dyed black denim, the weight of all the pins, to the craftsmanship of your name hand embroidered over the heart.
Whereas a lot of the crew slapped together their vests, Kyōtani took the time to learn skills to improve his. It was his most worn piece of clothing, he wanted to make sure it stood out, the way his blond hair or sharp eyeliner did. But in all honesty, it was the snake bites that made people cross the street when they saw him.
You were his baby girl, his precious little flower that he loved so much that it almost pained him. He never had a girl like you before, and since you had been dating for long enough, it was time his girl got her own vest.
“You want one, baby? A vest of your very own.” He asked one afternoon after he took you out to a cafe. He was watching you dig your fork into the strawberry shortcake you were sharing.
You looked at him, “That would be cool, but won’t it be super hard.”
He chuckled, “Thrift stores are wall to wall jeans. We could fish something out of the piles, I’ll even show you all my tricks to making it the best jacket. Don’t listen to Oikawa for tips, Iwaizumi had to help him.” He smirked a little bit.
You giggled, “I’d love my own vest, it would beat having to steal yours to look tough.”
He reached across the table and wiped some cream off your cheek, “You’re tough to begin with, the toughest princess out there.”
The following week and an adventure across the city to almost every thrift store you eventually found what you were looking for, a well fitted jean vest. Kyōtani thought you looked stunning in it and couldn’t wait to customize it to your liking.
“All you need is a needle and thread.” He took up sewing as a means to fixing his clothes to his liking, and that meant a large collection of thread. He had to thank his grandmother for all the thread and for teaching him the basics.
You soon found yourself in his bedroom, band posters everywhere, the stereo on playing the music he loved. The loud, brash lyrics and the thump of the rhythm that had him nodding his head along as he found some pins to put on the vest for you.
“Hold open your hand.” He said as he turned to you. He watched you open your hand and he placed a button of a cat in your palm. When you looked at him, he said, “It’s good luck to have your pin given by someone. C’mon, put it on.”
You took the pin, looked at it in awe as you stuck it right on the collar for all to see. Kyōtani then got the fabric paint from his desk drawer and sat with you. He kissed the side of your head and you giggled.
“I need a pencil to sketch out the kitty cat on the back.” You said as you tried to imagine how the cat would look on the back. Soon a pencil was placed in your hand and you started to sketch it out. It took a few tries before you got the shape you wanted.
You decided that unlike Kyōtani’s vest, yours was going to be more cute. His was a loud statement about politics, beliefs and ideologies, that all aligned with his punk nature. But you wanted to take a smaller approach, something that contrasted the black and white with splashes of red and blue. He had enough fabric paint to make something pretty cute.
“Can I draw something too?” He asked as he sat with you shoulder to shoulder, his ratty old sketchbook was in his lap as he watched you outline your design, “I promise it won’t be too graphic.” He was referring to there not being something like the melting skull he painted on his jacket.
“Sure, tomorrow when I work on it some more. It’s going to get late soon and I’m getting hungry.” You stretched out your back before you hunched over once more to get the paint sorted out.
Kyōtani continued to sit beside you and sketch out ideas. He kept showing you designs. One of them was a pair of cute angel wings, another was a cactus in a pot with a pastel flower coming out of it. There were many options and he noted which ones you reacted to more positively than others.
“They all look good.” You mentioned.
“Gotta find the best, only the best for my girl.” He said.
By the time you finished the sun was starting to set. He hung up the vest in the bathroom with the fan on to circulate the air better to dry it. He smiled at you as you stood in the cramped bathroom admiring your handy work.
“Good job, kitten. Final step is to put my name on it.” He winked at you.
You playfully nudged him, “We’ll see. Maybe if you’re a good puppy.” Then turned away and left the bathroom. You heard your blonde boyfriend chuckle and follow behind you to hug you from behind and kiss you on the neck.
“Yeah, yeah. I’ll be a good pup. Just for you, my punk rock kitten.”
(oh no I’m not going to crop this in little suitable pieces for tumblr, nope)
Oh boy, this is an old one. (I’m tired to have it on my desktop tho)
So, one day I was like “hey, I never genderswapped anyone in this fandom!”, so why not the OTP? Thus, this abomination was born. Behold, fem!KyouHaba! more like butch!Kyoutani x femme!Yahaba, amirite- wink wink nudge nudge
The comic isn’t even that funny, what was I thinking when I drew it?! Anyway, I like how it turned out aesthetically, so here you go, I guess…
EDIT: Oh dang, I forgot the content of the comic. Whatever, let’s see how long until it’s removed ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
WHAT YOUR FAVOURITE HAIKYUU CHARACTER SAYS ABOUT YOU AND YOUR MENTAL STABILITY
cw:mental illness i guess.
“I have more than three favourite characters!” — okay, I get it, you have no set aesthetic and are unable to make any decisions in your real life. stop lying to yourself and choose.
“You’re not right though?” — yes I am, perceive yourself better. open your eyes. consult your charts.
“My favourite character isn’t here!!” — then you have self projection issues and that’s not on me, that’s on you! just say you over romanticize people in your head and then feel let down when they’re not exactly how you imagined them to be and go.
okay so I’ve been gone for a minute because I was writing my first fic on ao3 but I’m back with more trash than ever! I really love crack fics and my friend and I thought up this absolutely GREASY premise and I just couldn’t help myself. I only included a few of my ideas in this post but let me know if yall like it and maybe I’ll do a part 2
Haikyuu!! Frat House AU
Bokubro is obviously a member of the frat, he’s also a minor drug dealer with Kuroo, and his room is L I T E R A L L Y DISGUSTANG, like Kuroo actually has a fear of Bokuto’s side of their room. People are baffled, BAFFLED when they find out that his boyfriend is non other than Akaashi, president of the most prestigious fraternity on campus. But what can akaashi say? he believes any guy who can drink his weight in vodka, take at least three different unnameable drugs, and still smile at him the morning after, deserves his attention.
Kuroo took one for the team when he rushed, and roomed with Bokuto. Needless to say, his quiet gamer boyfriend, Kenma, refuses to stay over. When they first met at one of the frat’s infamous ragers, they’d stumbled into Kuroo’s shared room, heading toward a drunk hook up. Then Kenma put his hand in something wet. And very much alive. That was the first and last time. Bokuto and him irritate everyone by constantly referring to themselves as “businessmen”, only to be immediately informed by Iwaizumi and Daichi that “selling drugs to high schoolers doesn’t make you business men”
Daichi didn’t want to be in charge, but duty calls and when you and Iwaizumi are the only sane ones in the house, well a man has to step up. Plus, it totally gains him brownie points with all of the trashy college girls that show up to their notorious parties. because he was totally interested in that, and definetly not in the chaotic silver haired boy from the competing fraternity. no he wanted nothing to do with Sugawara. It’s not like he catches himself openly fantasizing about him, and the whole house made it into a running joke.
Iwaizumi is also in charge, to no one’s surprise. he and daichi have the cleanest room in the house, not only that but he’s the only one who will do dishes. he’s exhausted. he’s also sleeping with Oikawa Tooru the single most irritating member of the prestigious fraternity suga and akaashi are in. but don’t mention it, don’t talk about the way he blushes when oikawa throws it back, and DEFINETLY don’t bring up the time Oikawa broke his knee sneaking out of Iwaizumi’s room, and spent an entire semester harassing iwaizumi on a bright pink motorized scooter.
Ushijima doesn’t really care enough to be in charge. Mans is a FARMER if you catch my drift, and he makes fat stacks off of his “business” with Kuroo and Bokuto. once spent the entirety of his rush week in a maid’s costume. but hey he’s not complaining, it did get him the attention of that really weird dude from his leisure cooking class. he and Tendou are possibly the only couple that have it all figured out so kudos to them, three years strong
the miya twins are living frat legends, and they have been since their first party, at which Osamu got wasted and punched an equally wasted atsumu in the face for “breathing too loud”. Atsumu seems like he sleeps around a lot, and maybe he did, but the guy won’t stop simping for a very reserved chem major named Sakusa. sakusa gave into atsumu’s begging once and woke up on a stained mattress in Vegas for his trouble.
Terushima is also there, making each party a little bit more chaotic and sleeping his way through ever girl on campus, except for kiyoko and yachi, the other guys were oddly protective of them. make no mistake though, terushima was a loveable himbo, who made extra sure that safe, sane , and consensual relations were his top priority. during hell week, he had to poop in a target dumpster, but daichi and iwaizumi didn’t keep a good look out for him, he narrowly avoided getting arrested. NARROWLY.
Nishinoya and Tanaka rushed together. it went exactly how you think it did. Daichi and iwaizumi swore up and down that if they weren’t desperate for new pledges, they would’ve never let those two in after they set the toilet on fire. Tanaka got really smacked one night and took a vow to abstain from any hook ups until he and Kiyoko (the hot girl from that one sorority) were engaged. Noya holds him to it and it’s actually really wholesome. Noya on the other hand is battling a low grade obsession with the anxious design major from Akaashi’s fraternity. everytime Asahi gets inebriated he’s instantly the life of the party, and if Noya wasn’t already in love, that time drunk Asahi took his clothes off and swam in the city fountain with him really cemented it.
kyoutani hates that little snot from the other fraternity….what was his name? mini oikawa, super prissy and whiny….YaHAbA. Kyoutani won Iwazumi’s admiration when he took his rush like a champ, obliterating keg stands and hair removal alike. everyone thinks it’s really funny because they’re basically the same person down to the snotty, prissy, irritating boyfriends they won’t admit they have.
Ennoshita is the mini daichi, and he’s a simp for Tanaka. constantly pulling him back from fights, and rubbing his back when he throws up. maybe someday Tanaka might notice….
Lev is possibly the dumbest rush they have ever received and also the most fun. his natural talent for shotgunning and dangerous drunken adventures, makes him a favorite. he ripped his pants in front of the entire student body during his rush, on purpose. like he wanted it to happen. still to this day, no one understands why. he’s been simping for yaku as long as he’s been in college, so two whole months. to the outside world, it looks like the angry little man wouldn’t think twice about the lowly freshman, but lev’s been in enough closets with him to know that that’s just not true.
kindaichi just adds to the madness, he’s an anxious peacemaker with an epic talent as a lightweight, and a massive crush on his apathetic roommate, kunimi. Kunimi regretted joining the frat the first time he watched Bokuto peel string cheese with his toes.
Hinata and Kageyama are rushing at the same time. Tobio Swageyama is made for Greek life, but Hinata can barely do a keg stand. So naturally they are paired together through the rush callenges. This results in the loss of no less than six pairs of pants, a completely bald (no eyebrows) Kageyama, and an upside down lower back tattoo reading “boke”, sometimes they get a little too spicy at parties and take the whole “kiss the homies goodnight” thing to a whole other level
I’ve been really into the concept of past lives recently, and I thought it would be really fun to post my take on the Haikyuu pairs, and past lives/historical au’s. So here is some steamy, self indulgent T R A S H! This is going to be pretty flawed and there is definetly some movie references in here as well as some historical inaccuracies but I did my best. Also there are no happy endings because I thought that might be pretty unrealistic based on treatment of actual gay men in history.
TW: Suicide, Hate Crimes, Gun Violence
Iwaioi is obviously reminiscent of Alexander the Great and his “best bro" Hephastion. Oikawa was the Grand King, destined for greatness from the moment he was born. Iwaizumi was born among corpses and dirt, exiled to Oikawa’s kingdom, a twelfth son, useless. He lived as a lonely peasant, starving, until he joined the king’s guard. He liked to tell himself he trained with Oikawa because he admired Oikawa’s hard earned skill, and he believed that right up until he died at the end of the prodigy, Kageyama’s blade. After intercepting a strike that would’ve inevitably killed the Great King. He falls, looking into Oikawa’s shocked eyes, bright, and full of tears as he cradled Iwa to his chest. Iwaizumi merely sighed, still unable to touch the man he loved, lest he ruin his life by exposing his feelings. He dies to the violent, primal screams of his love, and he becomes distantly aware of a missed opportunity, as Oikawa’s reciprocation of Iwaizumi’s feelings becomes more obvious with each throat tearing wail. It’s clear that he will die without Iwaizumi, but everyone already knew that.
Daisuga has just graduated in the summer of 1967, and they’ve been stealing moments with each other from the moment Suga transferred to Daichi’s school sophomore year. And Daichi hated himself for it, he was quarterback, and he had the prettiest girl in school. So why was he so smitten with this nerd? This delicate pretty boy made his blood run hot and his heart skip. He was in love, and damn it if Suga hadn’t made it obvious that he felt the same. Daichi had to put a stop to this before someone found out and it ruined his life. Suga heard it from a freshman, the handsome senior, Daichi was going to marry his girlfriend, Michimiya Yui. It made it so much easier to go to Vietnam when he won the draft lottery system. Daichi came to apologize only to find that Suga was gone. Forever. He wrote. Suga ignored it all. Daichi talked with Suga’s mother every weekend hoping to collect any information he could, until the news finally broke, Koushi wasn’t coming back from ‘Nam. Daichi married Michimiya with an empty heart and dead eyes, the fact that they found Suga’s corpse clutching one of Daichi’s letters replaying in his mind as Michimiya read her vows. They had three kids, Daichi killed himself on what would’ve been Suga’s fifty first birthday.
Kuroken has been side by side for years, Kenma serving as prohibition criminal Kuroo’s right hand man. Kuroo has never shown interest in a woman, the rest of the gang doesn’t say a word though their suspicious glances between him and Kenma speak volumes. And they’re absolutely right, Kenma is everything short of a mob wife. All pretty hair and violent tendencies, Kenma values no one’s life, not even his own, but he can’t help but value Kuroo in a such a loving way. They die together, when everything falls apart and the feds are chasing them, bullets shatter the car, ripping everything but their hands apart. Those will stay intertwined forever.
Ushijima was okay with his job, he lived such a sparse simple life, and it was enough for him, the life of a holy man. Until he saw Satori, a young man no older than him, residing in a dark hole of the desolate mental facility he was blessing. The sisters merely dismissed him when he inquired as to why the man was in there in the first place. So he took upon himself to talk to the boy and get to the bottom of this. He didn’t mean to fall in love with the beautiful, unhinged and unholy Tendo. He didn’t mean to commit the ultimate sin, to forsake his faith, but he couldn’t bring himself to regret feeling what he felt for Tendo. The only thing he actually regretted was never protecting Satori the way he wanted to. Never scooping his love in his arms and running away from that foul life. The tears that caught in his throat when he came to Tendo only to find him bald, scarred, and permanently empty, shook him to his core. They dug in his brain and ripped out everything dear to Ushijima, they tore a part that beautiful mind all because they couldn’t understand it. Ushijima swallowed his tears, and mustered his courage, he was going to save Tendo now, even if it would cost him his soul. His big hands wrapped around Tendo’s throat, and didn’t release until Tendo’s empty eyes went out. He died years later in a prison cell. Maybe he and Tendo could have each other, in the next life.
The village did not like Nishinoya, nor did his family. He for the life of him, could not be modest and quiet like the rest of the puritans. He did not go to church, nor did he read the gospel, he ran about in the woods, tricky and mysterious. The governor’s son, Asahi, can’t help but be entranced, he is a scholar after all. And he only follows Noya into the dark wood for "scholarly” purposes, he definetly wasn’t thrilled when Noya pinned his large body against one of the dark twisty tree trunks deep within the wood. Asahi comes to two very troubling conclusions that night, the village was wrong, Noya was not a witch at all, and Azumane would never be able to keep himself away from Noya not matter the cost. It was over for them the moment they were discovered, Noya wrapped in Asahi’s arms. The villagers convinced themselves that Asahi had been put under a curse by Yuu, despite Asahi’s violent objections, and surprisingly brave declaration of love. Noya smiled softly as they touched the torch to his feet, and as the flames ate the innocent man up, Asahi screamed begging the whole village to burn him instead, Yuu was innocent take him instead. Asahi stayed only long enough to press a gentle kiss to Yuu’s now burnt face, just to show the villagers their love was true and deep, not the by product of some cheap curse. While they were all in shock, he slipped into the dark wood, and never was heard from again.
Hinata considered it an insane stroke of luck when he secured a third class ticket aboard the ship of dreams, the Titanic. He bid his mother and Natsu farewell, hoping to secure a job in the new world, and make enough funds to secure them a passage to America one day. His shipmate is horrible though, all cold blue eyes and pompous attitude, until one night when Kageyama surprisingly offers Hinata a drink. Not wanting to refuse, they obviously get smashed drunk, and with pretty pink cheeks, Kageyama grabs Hinata’s face gently. “ i jus’ think no guy should be so damn beautiful” kageyama whispers sleepily, and maybe it’s the liquor, but Hinata doesn’t hesitate to lean in and initiate a kiss. When Kageyama doesn’t pull away, Hinata crawls into his lap. They fit like puzzle pieces and now Kageyama can’t even imagine wanting to kiss anyone else. They make plans to take the new world on, learning fairly quick that they are stronger together. And then there’s water and panic and Kageyama and Hinata are trying to rush a gate because Jesus, there are kids down there. Just because they are poor doesn’t mean they deserve to die, but unfortunately someone seems to think otherwise, because the gate remains in place. They finally stop when the water is up to their waists, and a sad looking elderly woman tells them they’ve done what they could. Tearful children and somber mothers nod in agreement, and it is unsaid that they would go to their respective beds and try to rest so that they might go in their sleep. They lay together on the top bunk and even as the water slips above their heads and they begin to die, their arms hold tight, and Kageyama mouths one last “I love you” Hinata’s fingers in his hair the last thing he feels.
Bokuto is in love with an heiress across the lake, he’s never met her but is sure she is made for him. Akaashi is in love with a rich man right next to him, but that man sees Akaashi as no more than his lowley servant. Akaashi is in love with Bokuto, maybe that is why he involved himself in that horrible mess. He was always getting involved in horrible messes for Bokuto’s sake. It was the height of Gatsby era glamor, and Bokuto, though he never did really like parties, was always throwing them, insisting Akaashi rather than work the parties, served as his right hand man. Akaashi always knew Bokuto was hoping he would meet his heiress at one of his parties, and if it made Bokuto happy, Akaashi hoped she would show up too, no matter how much it would hurt. And eventually she did, along with her husband, and she broke Bokuto’s heart after a very miserable and short lived affair, for her it was nothing, but Bokuto always fell so hard and fast, he was distraught. Akaashi acted on instinct, pulling Bokuto into his arms no matter what line he was crossing, and smoothing his hair in attempt to sooth the crying man. Things became clear to Bokuto then. His tears ceased as he breathed in Akaashi’s soft scent, wrapping his arm around the beautiful man’s waist. They were in love then, finally on the same page for a blissful few months, until Bokuto’s affair was made public, and he was found beaten to death in an alley. Despite all of his generosity and glamor in the past years, Akaashi and Kuroo were the only guests at Bokuto’s funeral. Akaashi never recovered from the loss, he knew Bokuto wouldn’t have wanted him to do it, but that didn’t stop the smile on his face as he smashed the heiress beneath his tires.
Tsukishima had been protecting Yamaguchi for as long as he could remember, always getting in fights and taking beatings to protect his beautiful best friend. He knew boys weren’t supposed to be pretty, he knew what happened to boys like Yamaguchi in the eighties, but that didn’t ever stop him. Not even when Yamaguchi worked up all his courage and told Tsukki he loved him during their freshman year. Tsukki was angry at Yamaguchi for saying that, because he felt the same and he knew that he had to hide it if he wanted to survive. His controlled slipped for a second when Yamaguchi pressed their lips together gently, Tsukki allowed himself to dream one last time before he yanked himself away. He immediately began hurling slurs and abuse at Yamaguchi, things he knew would send the other boy running. And it did. But soon Kei felt an unexplainable urge to go after him, a sinking feeling that something horrible was gonna happen. Yamaguchi did not cry, he held his chin high, no matter how hard the boys hit him or cut him. He didn’t care if he died but he wasn’t gonna do it staring at his feet like a kicked puppy. Kei found him like that, full of fire and courage as he stared down his abusers. The love he felt made Kei’s legs shake, and he knew he’d do whatever he could to save Yamaguchi. Yamaguchi smiled with too much glee for a dead man as Tsukki forced his way to his side, gripping his hand. There were eight of them, with murder in their eyes, Tsukki knew before he even got to Yamaguchi that they weren’t making it out of this one.
Lev and Yaku find each other in 1700s France, Lev is a soft pretty boy, living a luxurious life in the aristocracy. Until he is thrown to the wolves after the loss of his parents, he is ten when he spends his first night on the street. He is nearly taken by a brothel right away, until he is saved by a particularly feisty thirteen year old street rat, Yaku is half his height but serves as his protector nonetheless. They pass the years protecting each other, growing to love each other, but never daring to hope for more than that. As many people in France were at the time disease riddled and starving, so were Yaku and Lev. Of course Yaku went first, he made it all the way to eighteen before he succumbed to his disease, clutching a crying Lev, comforting him even on his death bed. After that, Lev made the mistake of having hope, he joined the revolution in honor of Yaku. He just wanted to make the world a better place, a place where Yaku could’ve survived. He died bleeding from a soldier’s bullet on a barricade, but he was warm, all he saw was Yaku, holding him, carrying him into their next life.
Yahaba always talks and Kyoutani might be always listening, but it’s hard to tell. Until Kyoutani murders his whole family in 1978. He shows up at the gas station him and Yahaba always have their one sided coversations at to find Yahaba working the counter like he always is. He ignores Yahaba’s greeting and begins frantically explaing his situation and motive, all while Yahaba looks on in shock, this is the first time Kyoutani has ever spoken to him. When he asks why Kyoutani is telling him all this, he simply sighs dismissively and says “you’re my bestfriend”, and that’s enough for Yahaba. Clearly he’s crazy, a cute boy he’s never spoken with is in the back of his car and they’re leaving the country. All because Kyoutani actually was listening and not only that, he viewed Yahaba as the most important person in his life. They had been in love from the first one sided conversation they had, and that was becoming clear now. They get caught, sent to different facilities, Kyoutani gets life, Yahaba gets a lighter sentence for being an accomplice. Though they never see each other again, Yahaba always writes letters, and for once, Kyoutani writes back. They spend their lives finally having a two sided conversation, their love never even flickers, and for them, that’s enough.
So I found this absolute banger in my YouTube recommendations, “ as the world caves in” by Matt Maltese, and since this is my life for now, I thought it would be kinda cool to write some angsty Nuclear Apocalypse!Haikyu headcanons for the ships. So this time I present fresh, spicy, radioactive trash.
Imagine they’re just in school, all of the boys are just going about their days when the notification hits, this life will mean nothing in about eight minutes.
Daichi and Suga
Daichi is the one who cries surprisingly. Panicked, hot tears as he looks frantically through the crowded halls, when they find each other, Suga merely gives him a watery smile, the acceptance in his eyes making Daichi sob harder. They go to the club room, because they know they won’t have time to make it home, and there they lay, wrapped around each other, as Suga traces patterns on Daichi’s back
Asahi and Noya
Noya’s first thought is actually of Asahi, he’s up and out of his seat before anyone else even thinks to move, he finds Asahi in the closet where they fought that one time, and he can honestly say he doesn’t mind dying if it means he can catch Asahi’s glass heart one last time. So he’s shocked when Asahi catches his too, when the older boy reaches his warm hand up and wipes away Noya’s tears instead of his own. He finds himself sobbing then, because he thinks he could’ve loved Asahi for a long time, if he’d ever been given the chance.
Tanaka and Ennoshita
Ennoshita bumps into Tanaka on his way to find a hiding place. It’s not necessarily anything but kindness when Tanaka grabs his hand, and they silently agree to die together so they don’t have to do it alone. They lay under some desks in the back of an abandoned classroom, and Tanaka talks about his child hood and Saeko, and Noya all while Ennoshita rubs circles on Tanaka’s open palm. This isn’t a bad way to die at all, Tanaka finds himself thinking when he finally grows quiet enough to really look at Ennoshita.
Tsukishima and Yamaguchi
They were in the same class when the notification sounded, and while everyone ran, they stayed seated. Kei thought vaguely of Akiteru, but he had the one person he really needed right in the same room. The feeling was clearly mutual, the two didn’t say a word, they simply laced their fingers together and waited for the world to end like they did everything else, together. It was all very calm until Yamaguchi heard sniveling from next to him, and turned to see a distraught Kei. Kei wrapped his long arms and only managed to get two words out before the world imploded around them, “Gomen, Tadashi.”
Kageyama and Hinata
Hinata is a mess, of epic proportions, and normally Kageyama would tell him to stop carrying on, but he can’t, because Shoyou has every right to be a mess. He should be too. But he can’t be, because he needs to keep it together, for Hinata. Hinata, who is currently screaming about Natsu and his mother, about how he can’t get to them. This goes beyond volleyball, his wails shake Tobio to his core because they are filled with not just soul bending grief, but guilt and frustration, as well. Finally, out of a love he hadn’t realized yet, he pulled his tiny giant into his lap and held him close to his chest while he shook. “R-Remember what I said, Shou? With me you are invincible. And you’re with me, so everything will be okay.” They both know he’s lying, but it quiets Hinata down, and they cling to each other until the world ends, and even after that.
Yachi and Kiyoko
Yachi almost dies in the hallway, trampled by her panicked peers, when Kiyoko pulls her up, and they sit on the bench in the desolate gym, Yachi playing with Kiyoko’s hair while Kiyoko swipes at Yachi’s bloody nose. Yachi kisses her gently on the lips, because she has bigger things than rejection to fear in the last few minutes of her life. Kiyoko merely smiles and pulls the girl in again, and that’s the best way to die, they’re sure of it.
Kunimi and Kindaichi
Kindaichi has never seen Kunimi show any sort of emotion off the court, so he immediately forgets his own tears when he notices the seemingly apathetic boy sobbing in the desk next to him. Great, silent sobs escape Kunimi despite his best efforts and Kindaichi’s stupid confused expression only seems to make it worse until he musters up all of his courage and decides not to die alone, and grabs Kunimi’s hand. Kunimi then shocks both of them as he leans his head into Kindaichi’s chest, after a moment, Kindaichi wraps his arms around Kunimi, and they think about all of the things that could’ve happened, if only this one massive thing had never happened.
Yahab and Kyoutani
Yahaba ran to the Aoba Johsai gym for some odd form of shelter originally, but nearly turned away the moment he saw Kyoutani punching the walls, enduring angry sobs. But the world was ending, and Yahaba was too afraid of other things to be afraid of Kyoutani, so he grabbed Kyoutani’s wrist, and pulled his bloodied fist closer to his own mouth, and pressed a soft kiss to the Mad Dog’s knuckles. They shared a meaningful look and then simply sat together, fingers interlocked, and tears flowing freely.
Iwaizumi and Oikawa
They’re in the same class as well, Oikawa is talking with some of his admirers, but when the alarm sounds, all he sees then is Iwaizumi. That’s how it was always going to be with them, in the end, they both only really saw each other. Then Oikawa thought of Takeru, dying with a bunch of strangers in a little classroom, and promptly threw up, all over his desk. The girls who hadn’t already run were certainly on their way out now as Iwa pulled Oikawa into his arms. He let’s out a watery chuckle as he wipes Oikawa’s normally perfect face and says, “You know I would’ve married you someday, right? That I would’ve spent my life giving you my everything?” Oikawa cries then, and together they mourn the loss of the future they would’ve had and their story ends the way it started, with each other.
Kuroo and Kenma
Kuroo finds Kenma, wide eyed and shivering in a corner of the Nekoma hallway, he pulls his ingenious setter away from the crowd and outside onto steps they had sat on many times together. He tucks Kenma’s hair behind his ear and freezes in shock when the small boy simply grabs Kuroo and pulls him into a melancholic kiss. “ I just thought you should know.” Tears are rolling down Kenma’s cheeks now and Kuroo is sobbing because not only did Kenma just kiss him, but he’d never have time to do it nearly as much as he wanted to. Making the best of the worst, Kuroo leaned in again, he wouldn’t let Kenma die feeling anything but loved.
Lev and Yaku
The giant Russian didn’t mean to find Yaku, it just sort of happened, and then he went into protector mode (even though Yaku could take care of himself just fine, thank you very much) and picked Yaku right up, running through the people in the hallway with ease while Yaku screamed in his arms. Lev stops when they reach the Nekoma locker rooms, and the moment his feet touch the ground, Yaku is screaming at Lev as Lev slides down the lockers and onto the floor, tears rolling down his cheeks. Yaku is still yelling when Lev interrupts him with a sharp “I love you”, that shuts the Libero right up. After a moment he simply mumbles “ alright then” and proceeds to climb right into Lev’s lap. They sit like that, Yaku’s face hidden in Lev’s neck and Lev’s arms wrapped around Yaku’s waist, right until the world ends. Yaku pauses at the last second to whisper something that sounded suspiciously like “I love you too” in Lev’s ear.
Bokuto and Akaashi
Bokuto F R E A K S out, and Akaashi can’t really explain it, but it’s like he can feel Bokuto freaking out, like he can feel Bokuto needing him. He finds the Ace curled up in the corner of the boys bathroom, and pulls him into his arms, laying on the filthy floor with the broken boy he had come to love so much. Bokuto kisses him softly, and it tastes like salt because Bokuto isn’t the only one crying. Akaashi draws soft circle patterns on Bokuto’s arms while Bokuto runs his fingers through Akaashi’s hair. They’re calm now that they know they’ll go together.
Ushijima and Tendo
Tendo fully expects to go alone, whether it was in eight minutes or eight years he just assumed he would endure whatever happened to him by himself. What he doesn’t expect is Ushijima asking him oh so politely if he would grant him the honor of dying with him. Well with a stunning proposal like that, how could he do anything but pull Ushijima into his hiding place with him? They simply talk in hushed tones about silly things until the last few minutes when Tendo leans over and presses a gentle kiss to Ushijima’s forehead. They hug then, and just like that, Tendo was happy, really happy, for the first-and last- time in his life.
Okay so like Demigod!Haikyuu crossover is blowing my mind rn. So here is this dumpster fire
Hinata is an ADORABLE child of Apollo, and he still loves Volleyball but he’s naturally really good at archery too! Definetly in love with Kageyama
Kageyama looks like he’d be powerful, everyone assumes he’d be a child of Zeus, Posiedon, or Hades, but he always enjoys the look of fear in their eyes when he robs the world of light, as only a child of Nyx (goddess of the night) could, smitten with sunshine aka Hinata
Tsukki is a son of Athena, which really didn’t shock anyone,especially not Tsukki, though he does take issue with some of his more “unexpected” siblings, whipped for Yama and formulated a business regarding a certain illicit plant
Yamaguchi can nurture and grow things so naturally that he is claimed as a child of Demeter almost instantaneously (he definetly doesn’t grow any illegal plants with his powers) he and Tsukki have a lot of money, no one knows why
Tanaka is a son of Aries in the most stereotypical sense and he’s found his people
Noya loves his half brother, Tanaka, but he still absolutely destroys him in sword play, the two sons of aries are impossible on the battle field, thinks Asahi is a damsel in distress
Enoshita is a son of Hestia, goddess of the home and hearth, because he is steady and grounded in a way that many envy
Asahi is a son of Iris, the goddess of rainbows, because not only is he precious but he’s also inherited his mother’s eye for color, not as big on battle, Noya thinks this is adorable
Sugawara is the head of the Aphrodite cabin, and probably the most likeable member, also probably one of the most dangerous, has a thing for sons of aries (like his mom), mainly just one son of aries
Daichi struggles to keep his brothers in check, but no other child of aries is up for the job so as the most level headed kid in that whole cabin, Daichi steps up, when he’s not playing dad to his siblings, he’s trying to impress a particularly mischievous son of Aphrodite
Kiyoko is a huntress of Artemis
Yachi is a very helpful nymph
Oikawa is Suga’s brother and the self proclaimed “hottest son of aphrodite” he likes to act like he is a ladies man but everyone knows he has eyes for one son of Aries
Bless Iwaizumi son of aries, and the only person next to Daichi who can keep the other unruly aries children in line, says he hates oikawa but was caught in the aphrodite cabin with him, many,many times
Kyoutani is a son of hades. No one is surprised. He hates everyone. Except Yahaba. Yahaba is okay.
Yahaba is a particularly aggressive child of aphrodite who definetly does not want to marry a certain son of hades (suga and oikawa tease him all the time)
It’s Kuroo he’s the unexpected child of Athena, and everyone is confused, but these things dont always make sense and Tsukki has to have something go wrong
Kenma is a very quick witted child of Hermes who is definetly in on Tsukki and Yama’s…scheme
Akaashi keeps the peace in the Athena cabin, and spends a considerable amount of time with a certain son of Hermes
Bokuto is a reluctant son of Hermes, who uses most of his brain power hitting on Akaashi
Ushijima is the son of Demeter, and knows absolutely nothing about his younger brother’s illicit plants or his boyfriend’s (tendou) inate proclivity for maddness
Tendou is the freakiest son of Dionysus ever, he positively reeks of madness and Ushijima
Hey! This didn’t work the first time, so that sucks lol. But I’m back! Sorry for infrequent and/or crappy posts, but I was on vacation with my family in places where signal and internet were both rare. I’ve also picked up writing again, but anyway, I do have a jackpot of incorrect shit today. Mostly stupid stuff I’ve done. So:
Haikyuu!! Characters as stupid shit I’ve done
Noya: Was obnoxiously tired one day and got onto the train to school in his pyjamas. Didn’t notice until he got there and just played it off like everyone else missed pyjama day.
Yachi: Got yelled at by the teacher for saying sorry too much.
Makki to Mattsun: ‘So do you think furries say owo and uwu out loud?’
Mattsun responding: 'Yes, but I’m here to tell you that if you EVER say kawaii out loud unironically you are CANCELED-’
Tendou: 'Ah, fuck, I think I lost a heart!’ *5 minutes later* 'Got it back, don’t look in the kitchen. Lots of blood.’
Tsukki: 'I swear to god, if a single one of you cowards come up to me for relationship advice EVER AGAIN, I am not afraid to tell you to just go suck him off-’
Yamaguchi: 'Not everyone can remember every detail about every anxiety attack they have ever gone through. Guess I’m special ;)’
Suga, in response to Yamaguchi: 'Bro you OK?’
Yamaguchi:’:)’
Kyoutani: Has a dog, and can mimic a dog bark. Went over to his cousins’ house (younger, still lives with her mum + has 3 dogs) and barked loudly. Aunt thought that cousins dog was barking and told it to shut up.
Yahaba: quoted a vine in class and started crying from laughter when the teacher finished the sentence.
notes ; i finally got around to answering some asks ! more are to come, but for now i hope this’ll serve as some form of compensation ( _ _|| ). thank you for your kind words as well ^^
ATSUMU rocked the crib quietly, you were leaning on the doorway, eyes hardly cracking open with fatigue. he’d insisted that he’d go check on her when she began crying for the fifth night in a row, aware of just how exhausted you were. he held a soft smile on his face despite the tired eyes that watched, about to reach forward to hold the baby to his chest. he glanced at his hands skeptically, brows furrowing. “darlin’ i don’t know if i should hold her, i mean, my hands are so rough. i don’t wanna hurt her.” he sighed, slumping sadly. “you’re talking about your hands?” you waddled forward, smaller hands holding onto his to bring them against your cheek. “you won’t hurt her, and your hands are soft and warm. she’ll love them just as much as i do.” giggling softly at his reddened cheeks in fluster. “alrighty then.” he scooped her up ever so carefully, lifting her to his face while her tiny hands held his face just as yours had done many times before. “hey beautiful, your daddy loves you more than anything y’know.”
KAGEYAMA brought his little girl to the gymnasium with him early so they could play around and get used to the “feel” as tobio exclaimed with easily noticeable excitement.. that idea in mind, he’d spent what felt to be hours teaching the mini to set a ball( it was makeshift in the end ). “yes !” he jumped into the air happily, she’d finally managed to lift the ball a small portion into the air with her tiny fingers. he was beaming with pride. “c’mere ! you did so good !” he bounced around, stalling to drop to a crouch when ushering his daughter to him. yet once she arrived closer, he hesitated. he had calloused bruising at his hands for almost every finger. and the look she gave him when he didn’t airplane her( what she called it when he spun her around in the air ) broke his heart to pieces. “why no airplane daddy ?” he tilted her head comically, to which he leaned back on his heels in dismay. “mm .. daddy’s hands aren’t comfy babydoll, you wouldn’t want them on your pretty face.” she stomped her foot with a loud huff. “but i love daddy ! and airplane ! der ( there ) is nofing ( nothing ) wrong wif ( with ) your hands !” she forcefully grabbed his wrist, smiling with her missing tooth on display. so stinkin’ cute, how could he resist.
USHIJIMA had always been taken as a harsh person. maybe it was his demeanor that appeared cold and calculating that left people with that impression. or his constant drive to work harder, push harder. but to your little boy, he was nothing but a gentle giant. a teddy bear to put it perfectly. the littlest things he’d do, or the way he’d look at him. oh the way he’d look at him. the sweetest thing ever i swear. he’d offer kind reminders to wash his hands and greet others respectfully. now his son munched away at the dishes scattered on the table. although the thought of wakatoshi’s strength just registered to him as he sat. how easily he could hurt him. it scared the ace thoroughly. that pit of worry bursting into a vivacious cherry. so when he noticed the grain of rice clinging to his boy’s cheek. he withheld his urge to wipe it away. “so unlike you toshi.” you hummed, using a napkin to rid of the messy eater’s evidence. “i didn’t want to be to aggressive with him, i’m easily capable of hurting him.” he fiddled nervously. “exactly, but you’re not ever like that for either of us. believe in yourself, you’re our volleyball player after all.” you were silenced with a honeyed kiss. “now that was aggressive.” — “thank you for this .. for everything.” he placed his forehead against yours. “i mean it.”
KYOUTANI moped on the chair outside of the pediatricians office, absolutely ruined from his baby girls cries after receiving her yearly injections. it was killing him. his moping was alerted when he heard your voice say “all done !” and knew just how screwed he was. if it was this hard already to keep himself from loosing it from guilt he was certain he couldn’t take it when he saw his angels face, all tear-stained and sad. the idea was spot on. you placed her to your breast, bouncing her while filling out the paper work. meanwhile, his dainty darling was still crying her lungs out. not over the ordeal apparently. “ken, can you hold her while i write this down ?” he hit his lip, thinking over the phrase. “she’ll probably get even more alarmed if she sees me, and i’m too harsh with her, i don’t want to scare her anymore than she’s already is.” he growled, voice low. “daddy!” interrupted your reply before she was clenching her fist repeatedly in his direction to be held. “ken, she wants you, it’s okay.” you assured, your muscular husband complying as he held her to his chest, shushing her cries. “shhh it’s okay i’ve got you.” he caressed her dampened cheeks, the nurses echoing an ‘aww’ from behind the counter. kyoutani couldn’t have been moreembarrassed.
kenma, kyoutani, and takatora besties who all dye their hair the same color. like usually, they just bleach it, but one day taketora is like “let’s do green” and suddenly they all have green hair
Kyoutani feels like someone who didn’t plan on getting this far and has moments of staring into space thinking about the life he’s made for himself. So, for as much as they bicker about things that don’t matter all that much, he’s so happy to have Yahaba as a part of it.
Okay I’m soooo deep into Kyousaku there is no turning back *gross sobbing*
Hcs!:
-HEIGHT DIFFERENCE. -Sakunami has to tiptoe to kiss Kyoutani and Kyoutani wants to combust because “He’s too cute…”
-I hc that they meet when Dateko and Seijou have a practice match and he accidentally runs into Sakunami. He expects him to run away or get scared of him like most people do, but Sakunami just stands up, smiles and offers his hand to help him up. “Hi, I’m Sakunami Kousuke, and you are?”
-Kyoutani didn’t believe in love at first sight before, he does now though.
-Somehow, Kyoutani really melts around Sakunami, he’s less shy and speaks a little more. He’s still Kyoutani but Iwaizumi constantly compliments Sakunami because woah that’s a lot of improvement. He even apologized to Kindaichi once. Once.
-Sakunami can’t reach alot of things so Kyoutani would chuckle looking at him struggle for a few seconds then help him. He earns a small slap- “You knew I was suffering!”- But then Sakunami laughs anyways.
-Sakunami thinks Kyoutani is like a cute puppy all innocent and childlike but so sweet at the same time under a tsun surface because he just doesn’t know how to express it and he’s so in love. He also very much appreciates his *coughs* very attractive outer beauty as well.
-Kyoutani thinks Sakunami’s heart is literally gold. He’s so nice and understanding but not afraid to stand up for what’s right. He’s small but he makes everyone see how big he is in terms of heart and honestly he’s so cute Kyoutani is surprised he hasn’t exploded because of his boyfriend’s cuteness yet.
-Don’t mess with Sakunami. Kyouken-chan will kill you.
-Don’t mess with Kyoutani. Futakuchi taught Sakunami how to blackmail people.
-Their first kiss was in front of the Dateko gym after a practice match and Sakunami didn’t want to have to hide their relationship just because of silly school rivalries.
-Everyone was so accepting though, the only controversy was who was adopting who… Futakuchi and Oikawa still fight over custody rights.
-Yahaba is an awe of how Kyoutani got such a sweet boyfriend. “Wouldn’t you prefer to date me Sakunami-chan?” *winks*
-Sakunami just gives a cute smile. “I love Kyoutani-kun and I already have too much salt on my team to deal with, thank you for the offer though.”
-Yahaba nearly has a heart attack.
-Sakunami once tripped and Kyoutani insisted on carrying him bridal style all the way back. What a romantic.
-Sakunami helps calm Kyouken down by hugging him then singing softly into his ears. It helps him control his temper alot remembering the tune Sakunami sings.
-Sakunami can speaks his thoughts out more now and has gained more confidence thanks to Kyoutani.
-They look like polar opposites but really they aren’t so different. They both love music, video game, fried chicken (lol), volleyball, parks, horror movies (Sakunami is more fearless than Kyoutani will ever be), bitching about annoying teammates and senpai…
-Cuddling on the couch is so nice because of the height and body size difference.
-Feeding each other like gross couples pdaing except… with fried chicken.
Kyoutani feels like someone who didn’t plan on getting this far and has moments of staring into space thinking about the life he’s made for himself. So, for as much as they bicker about things that don’t matter all that much, he’s so happy to have Yahaba as a part of it.
mouth fingering, gagging, and oral (m! Receiving), Characters aged up, MINORS DNI.
WC:711
This was your heaven.
Your legs tucked under you as the hardwood floor began to bruise the flesh of your knees and shins. Tucked in between Kyo’s wide spread legs looking up at him with fluttery eyes as he responded to your gaze with a hard stare, lips parted softly. His fingers stuffed to the first knuckle in your mouth as he pressed them against your tongue, forcing your jaw down.
Saliva began to run down his hand and your neck as you stayed still, not daring to swallow. This is how he liked you too, so obedient before him and making a mess of yourself in hopes that if you did everything right then he’ll give you more. For the tough guy he was, he was quick to spoil you as he shoved his two fingers further in your mouth. Down to the second knuckle and your eyes fluttered closed, pussy growing wet.
“Go ahead.” He didn’t have to elaborate, you two have been through this before, you happily closed your mouth around his fingers. Humming lewdly, as you sucked on them, hot tongue slithering around his digits. You lather them up with spit before lightly grazing your teeth on the skin, slowly nibbling before he grabs your chin roughly.
Your eyes open slowly, wanting to watch the show, as he begins to shove his fingers roughly in your mouth making you gag. He loved it. Loved how you allowed him to grip your face roughly, shove his lengthy and thick fingers as far as he could in your hot mouth. Your tongue soft against his touch as he retracted them, rubbing the spit on your mouth and cheeks, some falling onto your heaving chest. He was always so concentrated when doing it too, which is why you always kept your eyes open, swooning over the way his breaths came out in slow puffs as his lips stayed parted.
“Can I-?” You would eventually say flicking your eyes up at him then down at his straining cock. He licks his lips and hums gruffly, grabbing your head and pushing it in his lap. You can smell how aroused he is, sticking your face further in his lap as you cup his bulging tip within your mouth through his tight boxers.
The way you worship whatever he puts into your mouth makes his body hot with anticipation and need but he, just for a few moments, allows you this much. Allows you to kiss and lick him through the fabric as long as you want even if it’s teasing the fuck out of him, panting increasing, as you squeeze your legs together feverishly. Making sure he doesn’t rush you through this.
He lets out a low, barely audible moan when you finally pull his underwear down, his hard cock slapping his skin before you grab it. It’s hot in your hands, sticky with precum, and you drool as you quickly pop it into your mouth. You moan hard, it’s your fav when you just put it in and it’s pulsating so hard that your tongue can’t help but have a field day.
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