Oya?

you told kuroo it was cute when he kisses you mid sentence once but now he does it all of the time. he just can’t help himself, almost hypnotised by the way your lips move. you could literally be telling him you need something from the shops and he’d lean in to kiss you like he’s in a trance. it’s annoying at times but he’s cute so it’s ok <3

They just wanna be with u all the time ):

genre; fluff

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Kuroo is calling you every spare second he has — lunch breaks, in between meetings, when he goes to bathroom (you told him to stop doing this but he refuses). He knows he’s working these long hours for both your futures, but damn it, he misses you, and just hearing your voice for even one second honestly melts his stresses away.

Kenma likes it when you’re in the room with him while he’s streaming. He never forces you to be on camera, but just having your presence in the room puts him at ease. His viewers always point out that he seems to be more relaxed, that he’s smiling more — they don’t know it’s cause you’re making stupid faces at him from the side.

Oikawa insists on eating together, no matter what. If you get home late, he waits for you, but he gets extremely upset when you don’t wait for him (he gets home so late sometimes 😭). This caused a rift between you until he finally admits hating eating alone cause it reminds him of being alone in Argentina :(

Iwaizumi doesn’t like doing errands without you. If he needs to get groceries or buy that thing for the bathroom, he’s standing by the door with keys in his hands like, are you coming? Instantly asks, “where you goin?” the moment he sees you grab your bag. “Uh, getting my nails done?” and he’s getting up to slip a pair of shoes on. Come on, he’s driving.

Tsukishima is not big in PDA, but he must always be holding your hand. He gets antsy sometimes, and you are the anchor that keeps him grounded. When he gets nervous, it calms his down to fiddle with your fingers.

Akaashi needs you to share your location with him at all times. It’s not that he doesn’t trust you, or think anything badly of you. No, he’s just watched way too many true crime documentaries, and his paranoia is at an all time high. He just wants to know you’re safe and alright.

Bokuto likes to hang around you while you’re getting ready. He asks you dumb questions about your process, offering opinions on which outfit to wear, and telling you silly stories to pass the time. What normally takes you thirty minutes ends up taking an hour and a half, but it’s fine, because you know Bokuto just wants to spend time with you

Pairing: Kuroo X Reader

Genre: Angst, sort of fluffy at the end?

Author’s Note: It’s been really hard for me to write in general and I’m really into anime again these days (my interest in waves tbh, it varies from time to time) so I absolutely love haikyuu!! and all the characters. So I started listening to music to get in the feels and I got inspired so ye

Summary: I strongly recommend you to listen to Get You The Moon - Kina WITH HEADPHONES while you read!! 

Pairing: Kuroo x Reader (female)

Genre: heart warming fluff tehe

Author’s Note: Literally one of my most favorite things I have ever written so I really hope you guys like it too~!! 🥺🥰🥰time to embrace canon kuroo and make more fluff, even if it means breaking a 4th wall or 5th wall- dedicated to haikyuu, thank you for everything

and one day he’ll “slip up” and maybe they have their first argument. 

and he’s a mess. 

he thinks it’s all over. they’ll walk out the door just like his mother did now that they know he’s not the dream he promised he was.

but they see the way his face falls. it’s a little more than when you’re just sad–– it’s like he’s just missed the last lifeboat off a sinking ship. they grab his hands, ask what’s wrong, and suddenly, they’re learning about how his parents would fight every night before the divorce, how he learned to sleep with his head sandwiched between pillows, how he hadn’t recognised his sister when they met for the first time in over a decade… how being in love and loving another still scares him to death because it all ends anyway.

and then they wipe away the tears that had fallen from his eyes while he was talking, and they pull him into their arms. they promise that things are different with them. 

(he doesn’t have to be perfect.)

and in his head, the definition of love starts to change.

warnings: insecurity, cursing

content: fluff, comfort, a sprinkle of angst

characters: Kuroo x chubby reader

date: 1/30/21

word count: 400+

notes: The idea for this popped into my head while I was eating and I decided to post because I can’t keep writing angsty fics lol. i hope you like it :)

Fuck.

The curse repeated in his mind over and over as Kuroo watched you stare at yourself in the mirror, a frown tugging at your lips. You pinched your hips, the furrow in your brow deepening as the ache in his chest grew.

This scene was something he was seeing more and more often and despite the assurances he would give you, he knew you were still plagued with your insecurities. It seemed like every time you looked in the mirror you would find another part of your body to worry over. 

Kuroo could no longer count the times he would come home from work only to find you in tears, sobbing over all the little things he loved most about you. 

‘Fuck,” he thought again. ‘Fuck everyone who made you feel this way. Fuck everyone who made you look in the mirror and feel like you weren’t good enough. Fuck everyone for telling you that you weren’t beautiful when he knew for damn sure that there was never going to be anyone who made his heart beat like you did.’

He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to his chest and you whined as he hid his face in the soft curve of your neck. 

Kuroo had held you many times before but even after a year of dating, you were never able to suppress the nervous butterflies you got at the fact that someone so beautiful could love someone who would never look be able to look in the mirror and love what you see.

‘Fuck everyone,’ he muttered, his eyes dampening as he refused to let you go no matter how much you protested. Your eyes flickered down to the slight pudge of your stomach, protruding even more now with his muscular arms holding you close. 

request:  May you please do Kuroo, Bokuto, Akaashi, and Iwa’s reaction to single mother y/n child calling them “papa” or “daddy” for the first time? Thank you 🥺

warnings: just so much fluff omg

pairings: kuroo x fem!reader, bokuto x fem!reader, akaashi x fem!reader, iwaizumi x fem!reader

Kuroo:  Daughter, age 5

the two of you had been together for awhile, he spent many weekends with you and your daughter

this particular weekend, he took the two of you to the amusement park, wanting to ‘treat you both for being so cute’

you three spent a lot of time on the kiddie rides, your daughter laughing loudly and pulling you both around to see Everything

if she was tall enough to ride it, you three would

when you all reached the section filled with ‘carnival’ games, her eyes lit up and you just knew what was coming

well kind of

“Daddy!! Can we play? I want a kitty” she had yelled out excitedly, tugging him by his hand towards the stands

you froze, worried about how Kuroo would react

he was frozen too, staring down at her in shock

“Daddy come on,” your daughter whined, pouting when he didn’t move

in a split second, he had her in his arms hugging her tightly 

“We can play all the games you want, you want a kitty? we will win you fifty kitties! You can have a real kitty if you want!” 

you were about to remind him, that no she cannot have a real kitty, when he turned to you with tears streaming down his face

“she called me daddy.. I love  you both so much god I hope that’s okay with you” “We love you too daddy!” “Yeah we love you too baby”

she ended up getting her kitten not a week later, and Kuroo moved in not too long after tbh

Bokuto: Son, age 7

your son loved Bokuto and you were so glad he did

a part of you guessed it was because Bokuto did anything and everything your son wanted

he wants a tree house? Bokuto’s figuring out how to make it happen

he wants to play hide n seek for hours? Bokuto Will entertain him

Bokuto really just loved the both of you, he had since day one

but he is a professional volleyball player, and sometimes he has to go out of town for games

and both of your boys hate it, they’re practically connected at the hip when together

you felt terrible, seeing your boyfriends pouty teary eyed face on your phone screen, your son sitting in your lap in the same state

so you bought plane tickets and went to surprise him

your son wore a tshirt with Bokuto’s number on it, practically vibrating in the stands as you waited for Bokuto’s team to come out

you had called the coach and managed to score seats pretty close to the court

he didn’t notice you two when he first came out, a pout on his face probably from you missing his call

“Daddy! Kick their butts!!!” your son yelled out, sticking his tongue out at the other team and shocking everyone around you

Bokuto spun around, seeing the two of you and bursting into tears

“You got it little man! Daddies gonna kick their asses!!!” “Kotaro!!”

the minute the game ended, he had both of you in his arms pressing kisses all over your faces and just sobbing

“You called me daddy” “well duh that’s what you are right?” “Yeah I’m your daddy!” he was totally crying the entire time

Akaashi: Son, age 12

you two had been together for three years

you introduced him to your son a year ago, and while they got along, things were tense at first

your son remembered his father, and a part of him hoped the two of you would get back together and he saw Akaashi as someone standing in the way of that

when he saw how much happier you looked, he reluctantly warmed up to your boyfriend

after a particularly bad weekend at his fathers, he came home to Akaashi cooking while you let him talk about how it went

“He took my phone so I couldn’t even text you! All I said was if he wanted you back so bad he should’ve treated you how Keiji does.” “y/s/n, he shouldn’t have taken your phone but you can’t talk to your father that way”

well he was mad at you too now, so the three of you sat at the dinner table in relative silence

“So y/s/n, your mom told me you’re planning on joining the volleyball club?” “Yeah I want to be the ace” “I used to play in middle and high school, I set for Bokuto, if you want I can help you practice”

even though he was ignoring you, you felt your heart swell as they made plans together

they practiced together for weeks, gradually improving when it happened

“Did you see that dad?! I rocked that!!!” “You were great, think you can give me another like that?”

Akaashi handled it so calmly but internally he was so happy

Iwaizumi: Daughter, age 10

he had been in your daughters life for two years

at this point, you all had fallen into a comfortable  way of living

he didn’t live with you two yet, but you all were moving into a new house that weekend

your friends had offered to help, so most of his old classmates and some of your friends were there

your daughter was unpacking the boxes in her bedroom while you were unpacking the kitchen, the guys moving the rest of the furniture in

“Iwa-chan you’re feeding us right?” “You already know y/n ordered food, it’ll be here soon, what’re you getting at?” “Oh right i forgot”

you had to hold back your laughter when you noticed your daughter listening in from her doorway as the two grown men started bickering like old times

“you can’t call me that! there is a child in the house!” Oikawa had shrieked, your daughter laughing loudly at the insult

“Dad that fits him so well omg” she cackled, high fiving Iwaizumi, ignoring the offended look on Oikawa’s face

Your boyfriend’s smile was so big and proud, you honestly started tearing up

“oh so he’s dad when  he’s insulting me?” “he’s always my dad, stupid-kawa”  

kuroo can’t sleep alone. at least, not anymore.

whether he wanted to admit it or not, he grew rather attached - incapable of being by himself in situations that normally involved you, and in this case, that meant he’s grown the habit of tossing and turning whenever you weren’t there to sleep by his side.

if this is what sleeping with you for the past three years gets him, then gosh, it was worth it, but still - still so inconvenient.

kuroo walks to you on your desk, 3:57 in the morning, without a single second of shuteye. he doesn’t understand how you do it, how you willingly stay up til the crack of dawn when you could rather be sleeping in a warm bed next to him.

his eyes are red - and he’s so, so tired.

he hugs you from behind, startling you a bit, but he knows you don’t mind.

“you’re still awake?” you ask him, melting into his touch, and you feel him nod in the crook of your neck.

“can’t sleep.” he hums, pausing for a second before he asks you, “when are you coming to bed?”

you put your hand on his arm, “were you waiting for me?” you feel him nod again, a smile falling on your face, and you felt like kissing him if it wasn’t for the yawn you tried to stifle.

kuroo kisses along your neck, “bed’s too big without you.”

you laugh, warmth in your chest, and you feel his smile into your skin when you finally close your laptop shut.

he softly bites on your shoulder, humming, and he turns you around for a proper kiss. soft, mellow, full of smiles and laughter.

if he could kiss you all day, he would.

“do you want to go to bed?” you pull away, asking.

he sighs, a breath of relief, “please.” and you laugh again.

what was that saying? ‘why do i keep hitting myself with a hammer?’

“you don’t have to keep waiting for me, you know.” you tell kuroo, your hand in his as you lead him to your cold bedroom, footsteps gentle as to not make so much noise.

his voice is quiet, too tired to talk, and you hear the drowsiness in his tone, “it’s not like i can help it.” he tells you.

he lays down next to you, comforters cold, and the second your back hits the mattress, he pulls you close, deep in his chest, with no intention of letting go.

kuroo smiles, his eyes closing finally, and there’s a stammering sensation in his chest as sleep hits him.

you shuffle in his embrace, turning to face him, before kissing him one final time. the cold is gone in an instant, warmth cascading in his chest.

your voice gets to him, “goodnight, tetsurou.”

and comfort blooms where his heart is, just like love did whenever you slept next to him.

why do i keep hitting myself with a hammer?

kuroo hates staying up, especially when his bed is so cold, and comfortable, and inviting, and he’s sure that his body is physically rejecting him the more he does it, so it didn’t really make any sense for him to keep it up.

but then he remembers what it feels like to have you come to bed with him, the warmth you provided whenever you slept by his side, and he knows, that that feeling alone is keeping it worth it.

because it feels so good when i stop.

sleeping next to you, waking up with you, all perks of having you choose him to be the one you love, and he’d gladly wait to do it everyday.

kuroo can’t sleep alone anymore, but that’s okay, because he had no intention of being without you anyway.

A breakdown of Nekoma’s chant according to Kuroo. ── Nekoma’s scheming captain, Middle Blocker, Number One.

A/n: hello! starting off with a clean slate here yay! if some of the first few seem so short and the writing seems different, it’s because I wrote half of this like three days ago- anywways, requests are open btw!!

Summary: haikyuu characters as dads/domestic living. 

Pairings: Semi Eita, Bokuto Koutarou, Kuroo Tetsurou, Oikawa Toru, Kenma Kozume 

Warnings: some timeskip spoilers, fluff, parenting, angst (kinda) swearing (maybe), crack, all characters are aged up

Word count: 1.8k 

Part Two!