Kuroo And Kenma Fs

the haikyuu guys + what type of boyfriends they are

➳daichi, asahi, oikawa, iwaizumi, sugawara, tanaka, ushijima, bokuto

✎a/n: this is cheap and short bc we need smth to post lol,,,, i know this has been done before but i couldnt think of anything to do! hope u enjoy anyways <3 we’re brand new, so if you enjoyed pls send in some reqs!

✰warnings: none! meant to be short, simple, and sweet

𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢.

Daichi is the kind of boyfriend that feels like home. The two of you fit so naturally together, and even early on in your relationship could have people fooled that you’d been together for years, maybe even that you grew up together. With Daichi, everything just feels right. He knows you like a childhood friend, and your relationship carries a sense of innocence. Daichi makes you feel at peace and is always looking forward to your future together.

𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐡𝐢.

Asahi is the kind of boyfriend who makes it feel like the honeymoon phase never ends. To say that he is obsessed would be an understatement – every moment spent with him is one spent in utter bliss. Anything you do with him makes you feel like you’re living through a second coming-of-age, like you’re a kid again experiencing love for the first time and it’s addicting. He can never truly get enough of you, and that’s what makes it so good.

𝐨𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚.

Oikawa is the kind of boyfriend that always has something new to show you. Dating Oikawa feels like experiencing the world for the first time over and never knowing that it could be this sweet. Oikawa wants to share every part of him with you, indulging in his every whim and interest with you by his side so you may enjoy it together, hoping you’ll always have fond memories of him in everything you see.

𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢.

Iwaizumi is the type of boyfriend who always knows just what to say. Iwaizumi carries a certain confidence that can’t be replicated, and can always leave you satisfied with just a few words. In truth, he’s spent more time than he can measure studying you, putting all the pieces together with time. Paired with his blunt attitude and quick thinking, he never lets you down when you need advice or reassurance.

𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚.

Sugawara is the kind of boyfriend who can read you like an open book. Suga soaks in everything about you, admiring all of your subtleties and finding comfort in your flaws. He picks up on body language well, and is a good judge of empathy. As your boyfriend, he can always tell what mood you’re in, what you want to eat, what’s bothering you, etc.

𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐚.

I’m sure you don’t need me to tell you this, but Tanaka is the type of boyfriend who wants the whole world to know about how lucky he is. Tanaka will never stop showing you off to his friends, family, and even complete strangers; his admiration for you is so overwhelming, he has to share all of it with the world. Definitely the type to get on his friends nerves because he talks about his partner so much, but he can’t help it. Clearly they’re only jealous <3

𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚.

Ushijima is the kind of boyfriend who’s your best friend. Not only can he not stand to be apart from you, but you’re his comfort and go-to person. If he ever has a question or needs an opinion, he’ll come to you. You do everything together, and find comfort and joy in the mundane tasks in life so long as they’re together. It’s a domestic approach, but he can’t deny that he feels tingly inside when you grocery shop together.

𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨.

Bokuto is the type of boyfriend who is always looking for ways to make you smile. This man will bend over backwards and knock himself out cartoon style if it means you’ll crack even the tiniest of smiles. He’s always making a scene, cracking jokes, doing anything he can to make you happy, because the sound of your laughter makes him feel like meeting you for the very first time again.

MALINA ROMANCE WEEK 2022 — DAY 3: TYPES / ACTS OF LOVE PRAGMA: E N D U R I N G  L O V E (INSP)

୨♡୧ THE MAN WHO HUNG THE MOON — sakusa kiyoomi x reader. sfw. fluff. dad!sakusa.

the sound of sleepy giggles from down the hall makes a smile tug at the corner of your lips. as you pick up the toys scattered about the living room, you picture the scene; your daughter comfy under her blanket and sakusa squeezed into the toddler bed beside her with a book of her choice in his hands. he’s probably changing his voice with each character just the way she likes, tickling her tummy every time she laughs so that the joyous sound is prolonged. little moments like these, ones that warrant you a glimpse into their daddy-daughter time never fail to make your heart swell.

the noise from the back dies down a few minutes later and the quiet click of a door closing tells you that your husband has finished putting the girl to bed. you’re almost finished cleaning up the toys left behind in the living when sakusa wraps his arms around you from behind, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. he doesn’t give you time to savor the feel of him before he’s gone, leaning down to aid you in tidying up.

you shoot him a petulant look that he can’t see as you reach down to pick up the doll by your feet. you have every intention of tossing it in the bin with the rest of your daughter’s things but before you can, you realize that you don’t recognize it. your eyebrows knit together in confusion as you meet sakusa at the toy bin. “when did you get her this?”

“a few days ago,” he replies upon seeing it. in all honesty, he had meant to put the doll away before you returned home. now that the cat is out of the bag, he might as well be entirely transparent. “and i actually got it for me.”

“like, got it for you so the two of you could play together?” you eye him curiously with your question. you’re sure that’s what he meant but, without context, the statement produces an entertaining image in your head of the man playing with toys even in the absence of your daughter.

“not really,” sakusa admits, and he can see a sparkle of interest swimming in your gaze. the real reasoning behind the purchase is nothing to be embarrassed about but he still hesitates to spit it out. he’d hoped that you would see the result before you could ask about the process.

“sakura told me she likes the way you put her hair in two braids so i bought the doll to practice.” he turns the doll in your hands so that you can see what he’s taken away from the youtube tutorials in the past few days. it’s a lot better than his first attempt but sakusa thinks he could use a few more sessions to hone the skill before surprising sakura with the style.

you survey his work on the synthetic hair. it’s not bad by any means. the braids are a little loose, but you can clearly see all of the effort he’s put in. you glance up to meet his onyx gaze and offer him a smile. “you’re cute. but why didn’t you just ask me? i would have been more than happy to teach you.”

the thought had passed sakusa’s mind when the girl had first told him that she preferred the way you did her hair but he had convinced himself that the task was something he could easily do on his own. it’s not that he feels like he’s above asking for help, though, he does feel like you’re busy enough with work of your own. the last thing he wanted to do was worry you with this—something he should be entirely capable of.

“you already have so much on your plate, i thought i could take care of this on my own.” sakusa takes the doll from your hands and places it with the rest of the toys in the wooden chest before closing it. 

it’s hard to believe that this is the same man that expressed doubts about whether or not he’d be a good dad before your daughter arrived. every day since then, he’s proven that his anxieties about being a parent were misplaced. sakura looks at him with stars in her eyes, like he’s the very person that hung the moon—a lot like you’re looking at him now.

you interlace your fingers with his slim ones, giving his hands a comforting squeeze as you boost yourself up on the tips of your toes to press your lips against his in a soft kiss. his breath is minty, likely from brushing his teeth with sakura not too long ago. you pull away with a smile, bumping the tip of your nose against his before returning to your normal height. “she’s going to love when you do her hair.”

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Baby megumi 😮‍💨

I'm really just smitten with baby megumi, and I know his papa is, too. he was probably born with a head of thick, black hair; downy soft with that smidgen of baby curl, a lock of which his mother presses between the pages of his baby book upon his first haircut. he's got bright, wondrous eyes that take in his world as if it's not the first time he's been here; he's got an air of bemused intelligence, keen and sharp and yet completely jaded in an old soul kind of way. he doesn't cry much. he's a good natured baby with a genuine smile that lights up his cherub face when his momma tickles his feet, and he sleeps through the night like a pro from a very young age. he plays with his hands a lot, the way babies do. focused on his tiny fists and the way his fingers unfurl and seem to get stuck in his mouth when he puts them in there. he's more likely to get upset when there's too much noise or other commotion. his favorite place to hang out is in the safety of his papa's arms.

he hits a lot of his milestones early- sitting up, walking, eating solid foods. it takes him a little longer than average to talk, but when he does, he's stringing together simple sentences and you have no doubt that he understands what the adults around him are saying.

inside of you are two wolves

can you get that weird guy out of here please. I’m starting to feel a little bit flustered and i don’t want to confront & come to terms with that right now

tired of being tired

pony went through a phase when he was a kid where he ONLY wanted darry. not their parents. not soda. JUST darry. n he'd follow him around all day long n bug him n Darry was a teenager at that point so he alternated wildly between lovin it n bein so aggravated that pony always wanted to tag a long. that bein said. he often sits in his room at the end of the night nowadays n listens to Soda n Pony quietly talkin late into the night n aches. his brother doesn't want him anymore. n he'd give anythin to go back to when they were kids. just to grab his younger self by the shoulders n shake him. your brother won't always look at you like you hung the stars! don't waste it! don't forget it!