KUROO DJKSKSOWKALSOS I LOVE U

— HQ BOYS + WHAT THEY WEAR

feat. iwaizumi hajime, kuroo tetsurō, miya atsumu, miya osamu, bokuto kōtarō, yaku morisuke, hanamaki takahiro, matsukawa issei

note. this also includes what they smell like. idc if u agree w these. i’m correct. objectively.

IWAIZUMI always smells like sweet tobacco when you get close enough. it mixes with his sweatshirt long enough that when you wear them, it swirls around you in a way that settles deep in your skin. (and, of course, there’s that scent of sea salt that rests on tanned skin. so when he kisses you, you almost swear you can taste it). so in that way, iwa will always remind of you feeling a little younger, of making stupid decisions just for the hell of it, of that first taste of independence that you’ll never get back.

KUROO smells like oak, something that could almost be the scent of leather mixing his skin. he’s strong when he hugs you, all encompassing as his arms find your body, pulling you in until all you know is the material of his shirt—either a flannel or a dress shirt, depends if you’re at a bar or not—and the scent of his cologne. and when he presses the lips to the top of your head, you know that he’s all encompassed by you, too.

ATSUMU smells almost like citrus—bright and sweet enough to pull you in and leave you smiling in his shoulder. he’ll make fun of you every moment he can, teasing you with the lilt of his voice and the bow of his head, but when you meet him with laughter, you find that his own is quick to follow.

OSAMU smells like a deep sandalwood. it’s the kind that buries into you and holds you close, the kind that twists around your whole body like it could keep you there forever. it’s almost warm, low and comforting and kind in a way that could only mean osamu. so when his thumb swipes against your cheek, when it follows the curves of your face, you allowing yourself to be consumed—by all of him.

BOKUTO smells like nutmeg, maybe a little cinnamon if you catch him on an especially good day. it’s the scent of those sweet spices, of something that feels a bit like home and that you know would taste sweet if it were to ever land on your tongue. it’s that mix of sugar and laughter and all things good that comes with bokuto. it’s enough to want him to hold your hand or your waist or whatever he may wish until the days become too long for either of you to stay awake.

YAKU smells like fresh pine, a little youthful in the way he smiles and teases you with every slip of his tongue. he draws you in with that damn taunting gaze, with the way his teeth poke out through that held-back smile, only to leave you with your eyes rolling and laughter threatening your voice. and he loves it. every second of it. so he does it everyday just to hear it over and over again.

HANAMAKI smells a little like acrylic paint—not the part that stings your nose and leaves your eyes watering, no. it’s the sweetness of it, the parts of him that are covered in little bits of red and blue from old art pieces. some days, he smells like the dusting of charcoal, of pen against paper—but no matter what, it’s him and it’s passionate and it’s more than you could ever ask for.

MATSUKAWA smells like clean linens. it’s hardly more than a suggestion of a scent, but when you get close enough—your nose buried in his collar while laughter pricks at his tongue—you can smell it. and it’s something that feels uniquely soft to him, something that you would know if it only passed by the quake of your breath, so it’s enough.

Love Galore

pairing; Kuroo Tetsuro x f!reader x Bokuto Koutaro

synopsis; Bokuto Koutaro was your best friend. The left to your right, the sun to your moon — and coincidentally, the love of your life. But chance favors the prepared mind, and you were not prepared to watch him fall for someone that wasn’t you. And just when you thought you’ve lost out on your chance at love, fate throws you another one in the form Kuroo Tetsuro.

tags: Friends to Lovers, College AU, fluff, slight angst, slowest of slow burns, alcohol consumption, smoking,love triangle, unrequited love

start date: 090221

updates: irregularly <33

status: ongoing!

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Nanami gets a strange feeling.

it’s in his bones, a simple vibration that he knows isn’t physically there, but it jitters still, slowly growing stronger and stronger. It’s a memory he can’t place, but so strong he can taste; it’s copper and sweat, the undercurrent of panic-

“Kento?” 

Nanami blinks away the thought and presses his thumbs into the bridge of his nose to calm the headache that’s started. When he looks up, you’re pushing the screen door open and joining him on the back porch.

Sunset has just begun, casting a golden glow against your skin. The ocean’s foam almost glows with sherbet tones as it laps the shore, so far and yet so close he can taste the salt.

“You okay, dear?”

The feeling hasn’t subsided; it rumbles stronger, like a train powering down the tracks.

“Of course, just tired.” Nanami places his book on the railing. The worn thin, water stained pages flutter in the breeze.

“Dinner’s ready if you’re up for it,” you say, “Yuuji’s setting the table right now.”

He pushes off of the chair with a grunt, his knees protesting the movement. The strange feeling sticks to his bones, begs to be acknowledged-

“All by himself?” Nanami pulls you in by the hip and presses a kiss into your temple as he passes, tugging you back inside. The door creaks closed, tapping his but when he doesn’t move fast enough. “When did he get so big?”

“I don’t know, but it breaks my heart a little!” you croon, “Our baby isn’t a baby anymore.”

“Well, don’t fret. If everything goes according to plan,” Nanami catches your mouth against his this time, “We’ll have another baby to whine about soon.”

You shine at that, but your smile quickly falters when you meet his eyes.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” you ask, “You seem off.”

“Yes, just-” Nanami looks outside. The beach is the same as always, forever changing with each wave. Yuuji is singing to himself in the dining room, some jaunty thing he learned in preschool, though he’s not quite getting all of the words correct.

“I just had the feeling that I almost didn’t have all of this.”

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LIVE LAUGH LOVE FREAKS.

✧. ┊  “oh shit, yeah i love freaks.” ( 18 + )

╰┈➤ — haikyu!! men ; headcanons.

what kind of freaks the haikyu!! men are.

cw: pervy hq men, kinky bastards, need i say more? kuroo is mentioned twice bcs hes like a mix of both imo, lowercase & informal spelling + acryonyms intended !

OBVIOUS FREAKS

ATSUMU, oikawa, HONESTLY KINDAICHI??, tanaka, NISHINOYA, futakuchi, tendō, hear me out on hinata just a little, hanamaki, matsukawa, a little bit of kuroo, konoha, lev, sugawara, hayato, yahaba, koganegawa, bōkutō, suna, yamamoto, terushima, daishō, kuguri, inuoka, hoshiumi.

everyone knows they’re a freak and they aren’t afraid of that label too; in fact, they flaunt that shit like its a fucking first place, gold star, badge of honour medal for them. be careful around these men because whatever comes out of their mouths will not be pg 13. you need to run for the hills if sex is ever brought up in a conversation with these mfs because their horny has no off switch & they have zero filters. it is a daily battle to refrain from uttering the word “come” when talking to them. they could get a boner from the most random shit because it relates to some kink of theirs ?? like why are you hard from baking cookies,,, they’re the people who moan into the phone when their friend is calling their mom, yeah, those people. their one night stand stories are insane because crazy attracts crazy, meaning both parties’ kinks are equally as wild and thats a disaster waiting to happen. a one night stand with them will leave your body, mind and soul out of commission for a week straight because you will be physically broken and mentally unwell after being put through their crazy late night fantasies. they’re just preteen boys who never grew out of the hormonal horniness phase, or atleast learned how to turn it down a notch. most ( keyword; most ) of them are mr. hit it and quit it but they’re capable of finding someone, its just that their perception of woman is so severely warped by how much porn they’ve consumed they have impossibly high ( and strangely weird ?? ) standards so goodluck with that !!

SECRET FREAKS

KENMA, semi, shirabu, aone, yamaguchi, goshiki, kyōtani, osamu, kita, kunimi, akaashi, iwaizumi, kageyama, daichi, kawanishi, tsukishima, ushijima, did i mention kenma yet?, kuroo, yaku, kinoshita, ennoshita, washio, sakusa, akagi, hirugami, ginjima.

you would’ve never guessed they were one honestly, thats just how good they are at keeping it lowkey. their worst nightmare is their friends finding out what theyre like bcs they’d rather die than ever admit how needy and desperate they are. by the way they react to the very mention of sex you’d think they’re prudes or have never masturbated in their entire life because they’re either a) terrified and flustered of the topic or b) grossed out and disgusted as fuck BUT DON’T LET THEM FOOL YOU. they’re masters of acting cuz they’re actually the kinkiest mfs on the block and they’re probably even more wild than the obvious freaks when it comes to kinks. they probably read some nasty ass hentai to jack off to as well but you didn’t hear that from me.. don’t open their browser history btw unless you want to be traumatized indefinitely. their daydreams are so horny but you don’t even realize because they don’t show it on their faces, these mfs faces are STONE-COLD HARDENED. but just know that they’re imagining bending their crush over the teacher’s desk and rawdogging them for everyone to see in the middle of class while their teacher is explaining physics. they jack off in the shower and pretend they’re fucking their crush against the wall, and then proceed to do it AGAIN after their shower but this time against their bed.. most of them probably haven’t fucked in so long and thats why they’re like this bcs all their horniness has just manifested and multiplied x10. their kinks sometimes are more intense than the obvious freaks because these guys tend to like kinks that are so niche and bizarre that you didn’t even know they existed, and bcs they’re secretive about it their obsession with said kinks is greater than if they were open cuz its all bottled up and shit. once these mfs touch a women it is OVER FOR THEM !!

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