very much haitus (revamping too)

introducing the lover boys, who each have their own story of love and heartbreak.

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=͟͟͞͞➳ OIKAWA TŌRU

love that lasts for a day by @yamagucji

=͟͟͞͞➳ SUNA RINTARŌ

the bitter aftertaste of the buried by @wissaaltje

=͟͟͞͞➳ MIYA ATSUMU

hope you kissed your knuckles before you punched me in the face by @lovingtobio

=͟͟͞͞➳ SUGAWARA KOUSHI

it's just you, me, and the cherry blossom trees by @kageruna

=͟͟͞͞➳ KOZUME KENMA

the inevitability of you and me by @sunseteyes

=͟͟͞͞➳ AKAASHI KEIJI

bookworm buddies by @yemilnisu

=͟͟͞͞➳ KUROO TETSURŌ

I Hydrogen Argon TEllurium You by @tetsoleil

=͟͟͞͞➳ BOKUTO KŌTARŌ

the stars in your heart (the wishes in my hands) by @ordinary-ace

=͟͟͞͞➳ TSUKISHIMA KEI

song: play date by melanie martinez 

tsukishima x reader

getting together, childhood friends to lovers, fluff

615 words 

you think you’ve seen the last of this event? :) take this as good luck for your exams cady!! 

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“Keiii.”

Sunlight streams in through the reflection of your face in the window. You sigh longingly at the sight of the grassy lawn outside, then turn back around to face your best friend. You’re both playing indoors because he was being needlessly fussy about the strong sun, you huff in your six year old mind. 

Said best friend mutters a response to your whine, still fixated on the toy Stegosaurus and T-Rex in his hands. 

“Keiii,” you pout, plopping down next to him on the floor. “Stop playing with your dinosaurs. Play with me. Outside.”

His brow twitches, but he sets down his toys anyway. 

“Fine, I’ll play what you want.” He narrows his eyes at you, like it’s a very bad idea indeed. “But we’re still not going outside. It’s too hot.” 

Your face immediately lights up, pigtails bouncing as you stand up to jump around him excitedly. He feels a smile creeping up his face, washing out his prior annoyance. 

“Let’s play date!” you chirp once you settle down beside him again. 

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20/1 

hi, yes! im on a semi hiatus hehe, make this short 

classes started so i need time to adjust  might still post who knows but i wont be on tumblr as often thats for sure owo ill still finish up for the lover boys collab oWo aight ciao - el 

(oh yeah might revamp blog while im at it hehe) 

shoulve posted this after i answered ask god damn it 

now, back to class owo

20/1 

hi, yes! im on a semi hiatus hehe, make this short 

classes started so i need time to adjust  might still post who knows but i wont be on tumblr as often thats for sure owo ill still finish up for the lover boys collab oWo aight ciao - el 

(oh yeah might revamp blog while im at it hehe) 

shoulve posted this after i answered ask god damn it 

now, back to class owo

[ it’s good to be home ] 

sequel to ‘the same eyes as you’ (read here)

pairing: tsukishima kei x f!reader

word count: 1.3k words

contains: fluff, tsukishima being an awkward dad

anon: helo..i’m sorry for requesting so suddenly–but can we get a part 2 of the same eyes as you???? like how hikari would react that mr tour guide man is her father and all fluff. if it’s okay tho hdnsjfhd

a/n: okay i definitely feel like this drabble needs a part two because awkward dad!tsukishima is too good to miss. hope you enjoy this too !!

“brush.”

“wide one or tiny one?”

“medium one please.”

“you got it.” 

tsukishima watched out of the corner of his eye as his daughter, no, hikari, handed him the medium brush from his toolkit. the two of them were in tsukishima’s office in the museum, way down inside the basement where he sometimes worked on the cleaning and upkeep of some artifacts and fossils for display. 

it had been about a month since tsukishima met you again and he learned that he had a daughter. neither of you told hikari about it yet and figured it would be better to ease tsukishima into her life. of course, the ideal situation for him would be that you would also welcome him into your life too but he didn’t want to force you either. tsukishima was happy enough that you suggested that he pick up hikari from school.

he didn’t know the first thing about taking care of a seven-year old child, especially when it came to entertaining them. but to his pleasant surprise, hikari was pretty excited when she heard she was ‘going to mr. tour guide man’s office to help out’. right now, she looked as if she was enjoying being his little assistant and handing tsukishima his tools when he needed them.

“alright, ready to head home?” he asked once he looked up to see that it was already six in the evening. usually, he stayed overtime especially when he was finishing something but he knew it was only a matter of time when hikari would get bored or hungry.

“sure!” hikari hopped off the stool she was sitting on and grabbed her backpack before the two of them headed out of the museum. she had a habit of hopping over the sidewalk cracks when she walked, making tsukishima smile a bit as he watched.

“tsukishima-san, can we get strawberry milk again?” hikari asked, skipping to his side and pointing at the vending machine a few blocks away from where your apartment was.

“isn’t it almost dinnertime?” tsukishima raised an eyebrow. 

“i’ll still have room…” she pouted. of course, he couldn’t resist that either.

“alright,” he chuckled. “just make sure to finish all your dinner. and don’t tell your mother too. promise?”

“promise!” hikari grinned. 

there’s always that ache in his chest when he brings hikari home to you. everything – from hearing hikari yell ‘we’re home mom!’, to the smell of your cooking, to seeing you emerge from the kitchen – reminds tsukishima of what he’s been missing all these years because of something he did. and more than ever, he wants to make things right.

“welcome home,” you chuckle when hikari runs into your arms. “how was your day with tsukishima-san?”

“good! he let me touch some fossils but also to keep it a secret because no one else is allowed to,” hikari giggled.

“it’s called ‘assistant’s privileges’, remember,” tsukishima grinned at her.

“assistants privlidges,” hikari nodded.

“if you say so,” you laughed at them. tsukishima hitched his shoulder bag and stood up.

“well, i’ll be going ahead now,” he said, despite how much his feet hesitated by the door. “you two have a good night.”

“hold on.”

tsukishima stopped, feeling his heart leap to his chest when he felt your hand on his shoulder. from you, he heard the words he’s been wanting to hear for so long: “why don’t you stay for dinner?”

when he turned around, tsukishima met the softness in your eyes. you wanted him to stay. 

“sure,” he nodded. “dinner sounds great.”

…

you never thought the day when tsukishima would be eating dinner at your table right beside your daughter would come. but here it was: a family dinner unfolding before you. when you decided to let tsukishima slowly come into yours and hikari’s life again, you didn’t know what to expect. the tsukishima you dated back in your university days didn’t even bother with taking care of a plant, but he did have his moments of care especially when it was for you. 

needless to say, you were pleasantly surprised to hear hikari’s stories about being at the museum with her father and watching tsukishima intently listen to her talk about the fairy princess game she played with her friends.

maybe, this is something that could work.

“don’t forget to do your homework first before TV,” you called after your daughter after she ran off.

“yes mom!” she responded. and just like that, you and tsukishima were alone in the dining room.

“i’ll… wash up,” he cleared his throat and stood up to begin gathering the plates.

“no way. you’re the guest here,” you shook your head. 

“it’s alright. you cooked dinner already,” tsukishima insisted.

“okay, how about you wash and i dry,” you suggested. tsukishima blinked at you in surprise before nodding slowly.

“sure, why not?”

there was something comforting with feeling tsukishima’s arm next to yours as the two of you stood side by side at the sink. so much so that you ended up talking out loud a lot, just like those times when you two were younger. 

“sorry, i guess i got a bit carried away,” you laughed nervously as you put away the last plate. 

“i definitely see where hikari gets in from,” tsukishima snickered.

“oh, you have no idea,” you laughed. “sometimes i look at her and wonder how people were able to deal with me.”

“it’s not that much of a bad thing,” tsukishima glanced at you with a small smile on his face. “does she… does she ask about who her dad is?”

“yeah,” you nodded, staring down at the floor. “there was this one time she went through all my things and made a mess just trying to find a picture of you. she didn’t, though. and… i promised her that maybe someday, i’ll let her meet you.” with a sigh, you looked up at tsukishima. “but, i guess that day has come sooner rather than later.”

“i’m willing to wait as long as it takes,” he said earnestly. “until you’re ready. i mean, it’s not just for hikari but for you too. i… the past few weeks i’ve just been hitting myself in the head seeing how much i’ve missed all these years.”

“i know,” you nodded, leaning back against the sink. “and, it’s been nice having you around. i can tell hikari would absolutely love you too. but, it’s not all easy, tsukishima. you have to understand that.”

“i know. i’m ready,” tsukishima said. “well, actually not really ready but you never are for these kinds of things,” he chuckled.

“you’re right there,” you smiled and looked down the hallway in the direction of hikari’s room. maybe, it was now time. 

“would you like us to tell her?”

…

tsukishima knew that lingering by the doorway of hikari’s bedroom while you explained things to her was going to be one of the most tension-filled moments of his life. when he heard his daughter ask ‘so, why didn’t he look for us?’, tsukishima was almost certain that she would hate him. 

and then, she looked right at him, and asked: “are you going to stay now?” 

“of course i am,” tsukishima nodded. “i’ll stay for sure.”

“promise?” 

“promise.”

before he could react, hikari leapt off her bed and ran to where he was, wrapping her small arms tightly around his waist. “i knew it! i knew it!” she giggled.

“woah, knew what? that mr. tour guide man’s your dad?” you chuckled.

“cause he likes the same strawberry milk i do!” hikari insisted, grinning up at tsukishima. “you know, same traits passed down through evolution like you said.”

that made him laugh. “sure, hikari.” his daughter smiled at him and there was something different about it now that she knew she was his daughter. tsukishima didn’t know of any other happiness quite like this. he knelt down on the floor and wrapped his arms around hikari and looked up to find tears in your eyes.

“welcome home, dad,” hikari said softly. tsukishima held a hand out to you. 

“it’s good to be home.”

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“your beauty is striking, princess.” — reblogs are appreciated.

“Why is it that you’re out in these woods?” The raven-haired prince tugged on his maroon cape, muttering something beneath his breath as he watched you circle the gushing waterfall.

You hadn’t spoken much, nothing but simple affirmatives or negatives falling from your ruby-painted lips. Akaashi didn’t mind, though. It gave him the time to admire your beauty, the way you’d turn away so shyly every time he caught your eye.

“The animals are my friends, Sir,” you returned, running a hand through the water. “I check up on them every day.”

Akaashi found this odd, the fact that you’d spend your day tending to the forest creatures when surely they understood no better. He couldn’t wrap his head around it, but there was something beneath your words, something he wasn’t quite digging to the surface. He let it hide.

“That’s very kind of you,” he smiled again, following your every movement as it went from playing with the water to tracing the outline of the concrete bath. “I must say, your beauty is striking, princess.”

You blushed at that. Or, he thought you did. He couldn’t really tell from the way you turned away from him, but he caught the faint smile on your stunning lips. Akaashi felt as though merely being in your presence was a blessing in itself. What was a lovely woman like you doing all alone?

He contemplated before speaking again.

“May I accompany you to, if I may say, greet the creatures? I must admit that I’m intrigued.”

“i don’t care how long it takes! i must find her again.” — reblogs are appreciated.

There was an instant craving for your hand to return in his the moment you slipped out of his grasp, but you gave yourself the chance to turn away and admire the night sky from the balcony you’d danced upon. It felt odd to be so free, so at the hands of times quite unknowingly.

“It’s beautiful, is it not?” Sugawara came to rest a palm at your waist, flashing you a toothy grin when you glanced over your shoulder at him.

“Of course, it’s lovely,” you sighed dreamily, but tensed evidently when his hand circled your stomach and settled there, the other following to do the same.

The prince noticed this discomfort, asked you if he was in his right to do this—if you allowed him to—and you gave him nothing, not a response. Instead, you laid your own hands on his and let his lips press to your temple in appreciation. You allowed his satin gloves to run along your front, just as he started pointing out certain stars in the sky, ones he claimed he had history with, or secret stories with.

It sounded like nonsense, so you couldn’t help but snicker at a few tales, but the prince didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he looked to encourage your humour, increased the insanity in one of his stories.

“You are so different to the other maidens,” Sugawara inhaled deeply, “it’s quite refreshing. I believe you’ve enchanted me with not only your beauty, but the sound of your voice, too.”

You felt something stir inside you, a sense that you were not where you should be, but it flew over your head as you turned to face the charming prince.

“a sleeping princess? sounds enticing.” — reblogs are appreciated.

He hadn’t know what had drawn him to kiss you, to approach such a beautiful corpse with such intentions, but it certainly wasn’t the reason of wanting a princess by his side.

Your lips were soft as he pressed his to them, and even when he pulled away to detect any sort of thriving, he felt himself wishing to place his lips back on yours.

“There you are,” he flashed you a snarky grin as your eyes fluttered open, your fingers clenching the rose tighter to your chest.

As your eyes accustomed to the light after being closed for so long, the first thing you noticed was how handsome the man in front of you was. The man who, supposedly, kissed you awake. He wasn’t wearing anything priceless of the sort, but he didn’t look to be a kind servant either.

“You’re very handsome,” you echoed before you had any time to consider your words.

You took a bit too long to realise, though, and he was already chuckling by the time your face heated. If anything, you hoped you didn’t come off as creepy.

“You’re very beautiful yourself, princess,” he returned, raising your hand to his lips and pressing a kiss to your knuckles. The prince maintained his eyes on yours as you sat up on the bed, smiling faintly as you accepted the form of greeting.

“May I know what your name is?”

The man raised a brow, considering, before he continued to hold your hand in his and lean forwards.

“Tetsurou Kuroo.”