#3rd years

How soft Shoto would become when the adrenaline of battle had died down.

When the lateness of the evening made for lazy nights at your dorm room. And once he’d step foot in there, you could see the tension immediately ebb off him in waves. He’d been so nervous, almost stone-like, the first time you invited him, but now hesitation knew no home here. He crashed, gently of course, into your frame. Taking in your scent, eyes sleepy with clear exhaustion and comfort only you got to see.

Here, when he was with you, he was the most soft. Practically a kit that silently follow you around and did everything you asked.

> “Let’s get you a bath, hm?”

> “Okay.”

> “Time to dig in.”

> “Okay.”

> “Getting sleepy. Wanna cuddle?”

> “Yes, please.”

He didn’t say it like a robot, but a man so entirely enraptured by it all that words weren’t really necessary. His eyes felt like they were molten with the way they reflected the dim light of your room. Melting with affection as he silently watched you comb his damp hair through lowered lashes. Staring as you ate soba with him, finding the sight so perfect he didn’t dare look away. And when he cuddled, he fought to stay awake like it was his hardest mission. Because it was, really.

You were so good to him. So soft, so kind, so warm and loving that it was an uphill battle every time. He wanted to enjoy your embrace for as long as he could, but comfort and exhaustion were partners in crime. He’d fall asleep on your chest, eyes closed in serenity that was proof of it all. His tired, damaged soul had found peace, and you were its home.

Trey-Will wonder why you're doing this but will let you after you explain your curiosity.

Cater-Lets himself amuse you for the heck of it though it makes him blush, and he makes you swear not to discuss it with anyone else.

Leona-You try to get him while he's sleeping, but he's too hyperaware of that. He's not going to allow you to touch him for something "useless" like that.

Vil-Finds this hilarious, so he lets you make a fool of yourself. When you manage to get your fingers to touch, you don't know how to react to that. You're further blushing when Vil asks if you'd like to hear his dietary and athletic routines.

Idia-When you clarify that you can get a better view with his hoodie off, he's already embarrassed, but the mere idea of you touching him is a huge NOPE.

Malleus-Intrigued by your inquisitive nature that it makes him chuckle.

(Ft. Suga x Daichi)

_____________________________________________________🥀🤞 “Winner Takes All” —a Haikyuu fan story featuring Sugawara and Daichi

It was a quiet Saturday afternoon, the kind that wrapped around you like a warm blanket. Rain gently tapped against the windows of Sugawara’s house, a soft rhythm that complemented the laughter echoing in his living room. A beige sweater draped over his lean frame, Sugawara Koshi was curled up on the floor with a notepad in front of him, legs folded beneath him and a pencil twirling between his fingers.

Across from him, Daichi Sawamura sat cross-legged, his brow furrowed in concentration as he drew an “X” in one of the squares.

“Tic-tac-toe is a children’s game,” Suga teased, smirking.

“You’re just saying that because I’m winning,” Daichi replied with that familiar, warm grin that always made Suga’s heart flutter a little more than he liked to admit.

“Winning one game doesn’t make you the grandmaster of tic-tac-toe,” Suga shot back, reaching forward to draw his “O.” But Daichi leaned in, a victorious gleam in his eye.

“Three Xs in a row.” He tapped the page triumphantly.

Suga stared at the paper in disbelief, then groaned, flopping dramatically onto the floor. “You tricked me! You distracted me with your stupid face.”

“My stupid face?” Daichi laughed, moving to crouch beside him. “You agreed to the stakes, remember? Winner gets to punish the loser with whatever challenge they choose.”

“I thought you’d pick something gentle! Like… taking out the trash!”

“Nope,” Daichi said with a playful grin. “Twenty burpees. You’ve got two minutes.”

Suga sat up, scandalized. “Daichi! In a sweater?”

“You wore that knowing we were gonna chill. That’s on you.” Daichi stood and offered his hand.

Grumbling, Suga got to his feet and took his position in the middle of the living room. The sweater clung to him almost immediately after the first few burpees, and within a minute he was already flushed and panting. “This is criminal,” he gasped through clenched teeth, sweat beginning to bead on his temples. “I should report you to the volleyball club council.”

“That’s not a thing,” Daichi chuckled, watching with his arms crossed.

When the timer on Daichi’s phone finally beeped, Suga collapsed onto the floor, dramatically sprawled like he’d just run a marathon.

Daichi stepped over and crouched beside him. “Aw, don’t pout,” he said softly, gently tugging at the hem of Suga’s sweater.

Suga narrowed his eyes at him. “You’re not even sorry.”

“I’m a little sorry,” Daichi grinned—and then wrapped his arms tightly around Suga’s torso in a sudden bear hug. Suga yelped.

“No! Daichi—” He shrieked as Daichi’s fingers found his sides, tickling mercilessly.

Suga’s laughter came out in wild bursts as he tried to squirm away.

“Stop! You big brute!”

“Nope. This is part of the punishment,” Daichi said smugly, only tightening the hug and continuing to tickle him until Suga was breathless and tears of laughter gathered in the corners of his eyes.

“HEHEHEHAHAHAH! DAICHI I’M SERIOHOHOHOHOUS! I CAHAHANT BREATHEEEE!”

“Ain’t my problem.” Daichi replied with a swifter tone than usual-his fingertips prodding deeper within his bare skin.

“D-DAICHHIHIHIHIHIHI! YOU SHOUOUOUOLD DIE-CHIHIHIHIHIHI!”

Daichi sighed playfully deeply-his fingertips continued to search that yummy spot. “Cut if off with these puns, Suga. It ain’t funny even for me.”

Suga— laid sprawled on the floor, got pinned helpless by the taller guy, and hysterically laughed—he had no words to say no more.

Until..

“BAHAHAHAH! NOHOHOT THERE, NOT THE STOMAHAHAHAHAHACH! BWAHAHAHAHA!” Suga legs automatically arched upwards and began to kick, it was like he was fighting air or swimming with a bunch of atoms… upside down.

Of course the taller guy didn’t care once single bit, but the cutest thing that he could ever do—was to wipe the tears and the soaking sweat off his senpai’s face. Daichi blushed at this, and so did Suga.

But the grey-haired setter didn’t fall for this kind of act, typical Suga (he’s just too tired to fight back, is all.)

“Gehahah, Y-Youhohohour just playing mehehehe!” Suga cackled—shoving his boyfriend’s hand, away from his reach.

Daichi frowned playfully and trapped him with his own body, so it concludes that”Suga has no escape”. “Don’t you dare think I’m playing you now Koshi. I just want to care for you, you know? Plus, you lost, so that’s really just part of the game.”

After this saying, he laid completely on top of Suga—his lips now touching the Suga’s skin (aka. His neck), and started to inhale.

“Dohohon’t you dare.!” Suga warned, his voice cracking a bit since the previous tickles left him a giggle at the end.

“Try me.” And with that, he exhaled—now blowing raspberries that vibrated (with a ticklish sensation) along with the stomach tickles that Daichi continued after the sensation while smirking.

“D-DAICHIHIHIHIHI!”

(After 2 minutes..)——————————————————👉🏻🙆🏻‍♂️👈🏻

Finally, Daichi relented, letting Suga breathe, and flopped down beside him. They lay in silence for a moment, the only sounds the soft pattering of rain and Suga’s still-winded breathing.

“I’m gonna win next time,” Suga said between gasps, his lips forming a pout.

“I’ll go easy on you,” Daichi teased.

“No,” Suga sat up, brushing hair out of his face, cheeks flushed and glistening with sweat. “Don’t. I’m going to destroy you.”

“Oh?” Daichi raised an eyebrow. “Well let’s see.”

(Fast-Forward 👉🏻 “Suga won.”)^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^§§§§

“MWUAHAHAHA! NOW IT’S MY TURN! 4 MINUTES!” Suga was now the one on top of the captain—his finger were like feather, fiddling lightly through Daichi’s underarms while he laughed his heart out.

“SUGAHAHAHA! YOU CHEAT! WHY 2 MINUTES MORE THAHAHAN BEFORE?! PFFT! HAHAHAH!”

Suga lightly grinned. “Well if you weren’t too easy on me, then I wouldn’t have to do that, would I? Aaaaand you should promise. Promise that you won’t do that ever again-“

“I PROHOHOHOHOHOMISE”

“Oh reaaaaaaaaaaaallly?” Suga teased, now heading towards his naval by wiggling his fingers downwards just to break him completely.

“YEHEHEHES I PROHOHOMISE! JUST CUT IT OUHOHOHOUT!” Daichi broke down, his face turned as the same shade as a tomato and his hair was a total mess!

When the timer ran out, Suga collapsed on top of him, both of them gasping and grinning like fools.

“I hate you,” Daichi murmured, smiling into Suga’s hair.

“No, you don’t,” Suga whispered, snuggling into his chest. “You love me.”

“…Yeah. I do.”

Suga tilted his head up and kissed him, gentle and warm, fingers resting on Daichi’s cheek. The kiss was soft, full of teasing affection and slow-burning love. When they finally pulled away, Daichi wrapped his arms around him in a warm embrace.

Outside, the rain kept falling. Inside Sugawara’s house, laughter still echoed softly, woven between quiet kisses and the comfort of simply being together.

______________________________________________🥹☺️

Extra BONUS:

(Ft. DaiSuga) GIF Count > 3

[rhythmic spoilers under the cut]

REQUEST: omg can i just say that your mha hdc are so cute. so i’m kinda feeling like throwing up bc i have the stomach flu, but i have this phobia of vomiting so when i vomit i cry and i turn into a whole mess so i was wondering if you could do hdc about suga caring for their girl if they have a phobia of throwing up. idk if you’re still haikyuu, but if you did that would be great.

DACHI

he tries his best

he really does

but in all his years he has never seen this

you get the stomach flu and he was fully prepared to take care of you with soup 

and back rubs

and tissues

but he was not ready for this

it was all fine until you got hit with your first wave a nausea

you start crying and he gets very confused

and thanks to your crying you throw up

lucky he was able to get your head in the bin before you vomit all over the bed

but that causes you to cry more

he tries his best

but for a bit he had no idea what made you freak out

and you’re not making very much sense between crying and throwing up

but he figures out the problem

after that he tries his best to make you feel better

he makes you drink water so you won’t feel worse

and he tries to get you to calm down

full on dad type beat 

the whole 9 yards

like telling you to blow all that snot into a tissue

rubs your back

puts cold towels on your head

puts a warm one on your stomach and throat to help soothe them

kisses your face to make you feel less gross

def cuddles with you as soon as you let him

holds you so close and watches whatever you want 

SUGA

probably the best suited for this ngl

i feel like he’s delt with this alot bc of his job and bc his younger brother did the same thing when he was a kid

so

he is very much prepared

he knows how to help

rubs your back 

massages your stomach

holds your hair

covers your eyes when your eyes so you won’t see it

has a towel ready to wipe your face

has hot tea and cold water

is overall there to support you bc he knows that he can’t do much

helps you slow your breathing

helps you bathe yourself after

and showers you with cuddles and kisses after bc he is just the best

like i said he knows what to do

ASAHI

probably the worst

freaks out bc he’s never seen you behave like this

like actually the worst

does not know what to do or how to help you

he rubs you and your shoulders and holds your hair

but he tries

he’s really comforting tho

him just being there is really soothing

@ lucyheartfilias-wife

Some old drawings that I forgot to post it here