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hello there ! i’m a 23 year old writer from germany by the name maak. this blog revolves around whatever comes to mind, whether that be my hq boys, bnha, or kpop. things are crazed. with that in mind, please check out my carrd and other resources which supply information about this blog. thank you for stopping by, i hope my writings are to your satisfaction :)

listening to — Love Song by Wonstein

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he has a cute contact name for you ·˚ Haikyuu!!

— Series to date

could be us ·˚ bokuto kotaro ( SMAU ) *completed

this forbidden affair of ours ·˚ sakusa kiyoomi *discontinued

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❥ including ; ( timeskip! ) ushijima wakatoshi, oikawa toru, yamaguchi tadashi, korai hoshiumi

❥ genre ; fluff, comfort

❥ notes ; the idea of ushijima having a cute contact name for you makes me cry..

Ushijima

homeboy gets sooo flustered

but secretly ;)

you happened to catch a glance at his phone whilst he’s laying beside you in bed, lazily scrolling through your text messages with a satisfied expression

that is, until your eyes scan the contact name reading:

“my everything💗”

and i mean of course you respond by squealing.

i mean who doesn’t when you have such a serious boyfriend, especially when he’s using something so unbelievably cringy & adorable as your contact name

the poor man jumps in his spot, not aware you were awake

“y/n? are you okay?” you can see the concern in his eyes, checking for any injury

all you can do is smile and cup his face in your hands to smother him with kisses.

“i didn’t think you’d have such a cute name for me toshi!!”

you swore his ears turned bright red despite that usual unwavering expression

Oikawa

you’d flown all the way to argentina to visit your long-distance boyfriend, now sitting on the balcony of his apartment with drink in hand

but as toru showed you a picture of your texts he’d sent to a iwaizumi, you came to notice a tiny detail

“mi amor” read the contact name, set with an embarrassing photo of you as well

“toru.. you’re such a romantic.”

“uh.. i was showing our texts to iwa..?”

you slip into his lap effortlessly, arms wrapping around the genuinely confused setter’s shoulders

“you’re my mi amor,” you grin slyly, watching with amusement as his brows lift in surprise

“you saw that? well it’s true,” he brushes off leaning forward to plant a soft kiss to your lips

being the tease you are, you pull back and sprint inside

“babe~ don’t run away.. ‘wanna kiss….”

Yamaguchi

in actuality, tadashi had recently been trying to think up a good contact name for you

but none of them worked well!!

that was until he stumbled upon you calling him baby, and he decided it was appropriate to settle on honey for you

knowing if he chose baby he’d absolutely die, honey made him feel all the more.. stable

nevermind, stable was definitely not a good description

because when you happened to be holding his phone, one of your messages finally delivered

guess what name popped up? honey

not in a million years did you think yamaguchi would call you honey, so to pick fun, you whined whenever he called you by your name

“hey.. call me honey instead”

the look on his face of pure and utter horror was priceless

Korai

korai was a man’s man

or whatever that’s supposed to mean

it’s something hirugami used to describe hoshiumi back in high school, and at the time korai carried the title around happily

..without understanding at all

however, his “man’s man” persona was out of the question when it came to you, all masculine responsibility flying out the window

so on the fateful day you, hoshiumi, and hirugami had met for lunch after what felt to be decades—you happened to loose your phone

nothing out of the ordinary, so using your boyfriends phone to call yours sounded great, right?

wrong

just as you reached your contact hoshiumi realized what he’d gotten himself into

and there went his man’s man title

“BAHAHA angel?? seriously??” hirugami cackled, pointing at hoshiumi’s pink cheeks

yes, your contact was indeed angel and you would never live it down

not even his best friend would let him sleep peacefully without mentioning his “angel”

-maak

❥ including ; ( timeskip! ) atsumu miya, akaashi keiji, tsukishima kei, iwaizumi hajime

❥ genre ; single dad hq boys, fluff, IWAIZUMI, cute awkward dads :((

❥ notes ; i needed to do this.. desperately

Atsumu was excited for his little tike’s first day of kindergarten, having prepared the twin girls’ matching backpacks and pigtails beforehand. But upon dropping them off, his jaw nearly touched the floor. There you stood, smiling and beckoning the families in. And even while he stumbled to even speak coherent sentences, you considerately assured him that, “they’ll be fine I promise.” As if he was hardly functioning because of his daughters. He was, yes, but you. Holy crap. Nonetheless he attended every single parent-teacher meeting dressed a little too-nicely to just be coming to listen to his girl’s grades. Every chance he got he’d slip in a little remark about how ‘stunning you looked today’ or that he could ‘always be a helping hand’ if you needed it. He was down bad. “Since you ask so much, would you like to help out in preparing for our Halloween party Mr. Miya?” The question has Atsumu nearly jumping out of his skin in excitement, along with the cute ‘Mr.’ you added as well. “U-uh sure! Whatever you need.” As I said, down bad.

Akaashi would become ultimately flustered, smiling continuously despite his heart beating a thousand miles per hour. He’d always try his hardest to look on-point, or whatever that would appear like when it came to Akaashi. Of course, his more than intelligent daughter would catch on rather quickly to this playful banter that kept up between the two of you. Exchanging rather confused glances towards her smitten father. And as for that one day? Oh Akaashi couldn’t forget. When he’d walked in for a curriculum chat, hand in hand with his little one. Only for her to pad towards you, grabbing your hand to involuntarily lead you to Akaashi who began stammering apologies for interrupting. However the apology cut short when she spoke, “My daddy likes you! He gets pink cheeks when he talks to you!” She exclaims matter-a-factly, face bursting with pride. Akaashi couldn’t have been more embarrassed. “Is that so?” Your reaction earned a hushed squeak from the humiliated dad. And while the raven-haired individual was drowning in those pink cheeks his daughter had talked about, the tap you landed on his shoulder pulled him back to reality. “Don’t worry, we’ll talk later, okay?” Yep, drowning back into those pink cheeks.

Tsukishima has always been quite straightforward as we know, even when he is indeed charmed by his son’s teacher. Thinking this was inappropriate behavior, he attempted to silence the internal screaming every time he spoke to you. Answering with short replies. You reminded him of Yamaguchi in a way, always so friendly despite having to put up with his cold tone. Although his usuals demeanor vanished when he discovered that you’d come down with a cold and had to stay home from school. So, this led to a trip to the convenience store with his eager little helper on a search for medicine. Thank god he’d kept that card with all your info on it in case of emergency. A knock on your door gripped you from your feverish state, the greeting at the door surprised you—and melted your heart all at the same time. Clad in masks, Tsukishima and a mini copy of him lay fully prepared to take care of you. “I heard you were sick so I thought as a parent-” He began, except you cut him off halfway with a weak, “Thank you.” Pretty eyes filled with stars gazing up at him left the blonde utterly speechless. Nonetheless they did take care of you that evening, laughing at how adamant his son was about reading you a bedtime story, and getting the opportunity to see Tsuki’s soft side. Lucky you.

Iwaizumi honestly shouldn’t be worried about winning you over or getting your attention. If anything, you should be wanting his attention. I mean, the whole package is right there? You have to be blind to not see how attractive this man is. It’d be entertaining at orientation to see all the mothers hawking at this handsome masterpiece. Especially with his heart already belonging to you. He tries denying it, really. Not wanting to make the same mistake and put his somewhat calmed life with his little girl in jeopardy by catching feelings. But on that day he found you comfortably working at a cafe he frequented, he found himself purchasing a coffee and slipping into the extra chair beside you. “Huh..? Oh.. Iwaizumi, didn’t expect to see you here.” Your focus flickered upward to him, casting a small smile. “Working on weekends then?” He tutted, taking a sip from the cardboard cup. It was hard to ignore his muscular hand when he held the coffee cup. And when he stretched. Almost as if he wants you to notice. Or perhaps it could’ve been a misunderstanding. Whatever it was, it worked—and coffee shop dates meet-ups became a bit of a routine for the both of you to catch up. Or maybe something more..?

-maak