what if i did a bokuto theme oR AN AKAASHI THEME OR A BOKUAKA THEME OMG MY MIND
what if i did a bokuto theme oR AN AKAASHI THEME OR A BOKUAKA THEME OMG MY MIND
Bokuto always had feelings for Akaashi. So, needless to say he's surprised to see Akaashi show up at his front door. And it turns out that they're together. And for Bokuto, it doesn't seem real. It's good to be true. But he's happy anyway.
(Still, he questions the reality. Is everything real? Or, is nothing real?)
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ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤbokuto: i want to cuddle with u 23/7 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤakaashi: why not 24/7 ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤbokuto: snack break
anyways... thinking about bokuto being up late and thinking about how he's extremely emotional and childish esp (during games). so he starts thinking about how akaashi always seems annoyed when he gets like that and he feels bad because akaashi usually is the one who has to worry about him. so he starts being hard on himself and being mean to himself. so he decides to start being more "mature" and more "like akaashi" so that he doesn't stress out akaashi and the rest of his team anymore. and he does this for like a week before people start noticing his behaviour. and he and akaashi are hanging out and akaashi finally asks him about it and he explains that he how he thinks that he was "dumb and childish and annoying" and he didn't want to annoy akaashi anymore then akaashi lets him know that he's not annoying and he is childish but that's one of his favourite things about him. so then bokuto start crying about it (again) an then they fall asleep cuddling with bokuto on top of akaashi in his lap like he isn't fucking huge and akaashi holding him while his legs slowly go numb and fall asleep.
look at them
look at akaashi
he knows hes the shit
How Would They Let You Know They Are Turned On ~ Haikyuu Version
Characters: Bokuto and Kuroo
Warnings: NSFW (suggestive) and fluff?
Bokuto would be more needy and cling on to you more.
If you and him are at party or event, he will stand behind you with his arms around your waist and trying to convince you to go home.
“Please baby owl, let’s go home. I need you. Bokuto has been like this since he saw the dress, I am wearing for Hinata’s birthday party.
“Bo, it’s only been an hour since we’ve been here. When we go home I’m all your okay?” He just whined, and started grinding his hard on against my ass.
Kuroo is more aggressive and let you know, that he wants you.
Depending how aroused he is where the two of you are, Kuroo has no problem having his way with you in a broom closet, empty bedroom, or in his car.
“Kitten, don’t think I won’t fuck you dumb just because we are out.” ￼Kuroo whispered in my ear and possessively gripping my hip.
“What do you mean, daddy?” I whispered back. His practice was running a little longer than usual, so why not get his attention and tease him a little by ‘help put away some supplies’.
“Get your ass to the restroom and get ready for your punishment.”
It happens in the blink of an eye.
One moment Bokuto can just make up Akaashi's figure as his arms and knees bend downwards in complete desperation and the next moment, the sound of a volleyball thudding on the court. He watched as the ball rolled a few paces away from him, mocking him. Telling him without a care that time was up.
That it's all over.
The sharp cut of a whistle follows not long after and it's enough to make Bokuto forget all of his fatigue. All that vigour. All the adrenaline that spread quickly as both teams sunk further and further into the match.
Because just like that, it was indeed over. Not simply the match. But also his time as a member of Fukurodani's volleyball team. Captain.
Not a single tear fell from his cheeks. Not a complete look of utter defeat formed on his face. Not even for a few minutes did he slide himself into a tight space to reflect on his final match. It's not out of the idea that he didn't care, of course he did. It's simply his silent acknowledgement to the their defeat. Both teams gave it their all and these are the results. It is what it is, he thinks as he makes a final bow and bids farewell to the court. To him, this is enough.
He is upset. Yet oddly enough, their defeat was not entirely the source of this feeling. And much to Bokuto's dismay, he can't say what's upsetting him more than their actual loss.
Bokuto continues to stay in the locker room as everyone else exits the door to meet up with their coach as instructed. The rest of the third years offer to stay with Bokuto but he insisted that they go ahead and so they did.
The towel above him has been convenient. Too convenient, shielding his expression from underneath. The weight in his chest remains unmoving. And it's cause still unsolved.
Bokuto stares down at the faucet and watches little droplets fall from his hair-
Almost instantly does Bokuto's adrenaline return. Lasting only for a split second. Slowly, he turns to the side. What greets him is a water bottle being offered to him by no other than the setter himself.
For once, Bokuto's lips quiver at the sight of him. A soft smile forms across. He extends his hand and reaches out.
Only, he dosen't reach for the water bottle.
He reaches out to touch Akaashi Keiji.
He reaches out to wipe the tears endlessly spilling from the setter's eyes. Like touching fragile glass, Bokuto's fingers delicately touch Akaashi's skin and his thumb carefully rubs against his eyes.
That's when it hits him. This. This is what's saddening him so much. The fact that he won't be able to spend more time with Akaashi in Fukurodani anymore. No more eating together on the rooftop. No more study dates where they would spend a handful of hours playing video games instead. No more extra practices where they would set and toss until someone would scold them for staying in the gym so late.
And it wasn't simply just his time with Akaashi, but everyone else in team. He wouldnt be able to mess around with the first years anymore. The third years are all going their seperate ways just as much. He wouldn't be able to have more moments with everyone that just felt so natural.
To Bokuto, there was no greater loss than that.
Still, as Bokuto continues to brush away Akaashi's tears, he realizes that nothing will ever truly fade away. That these memories he's shared with everyone will never be forgotten and that more can be formed when the time is right. That these bonds he's formed with the team we're not ones that were flimsy and easy to break. Especially his bond with Akaashi Keiji.
Bokuto looks up to see the setter. His setter. Without a shadow of a doubt, this bond is one he will never lose. Never break. And with the way Akaashi lets himself be vulnerable in front of him, Bokuto's sure he feels the same way.
"It's not your fault"
"I'm sure that you'll do amazing in the future."
"It's going to be alright"
There are many things Bokuto wishes to say to Akaashi in this moment, but he dosen't say a single one. Instead, he pulls Akaashi into his arms and holds him close. Enough to convey a message that needs no words:
"No matter what happens, I'll always be here for you."
am i the only one who really doesn’t like it when people only genderbend one half of a gay ship
Kuroo: ooooh, your crush is here! your crush is here! Bokuto: what. where? where? Kuroo: about to turn the corner! act cool? Bokuto, putting on his best smile: hey, gorgeous
Akaashi: Akaashi: *squints his eyes* is your- excuse me. is your arm stuck in the vending machine? Bokuto: oh, this? it wasn’t giving me my snack, so i tried to take it myself, but let’s not talk about it. how are you? Akaashi, internally: what the fuck
there are only two reactions when thinking about your OPT
giggling and smiling like an idiot
crying your eyeballs out
Spending all, spending all my time (loving you) by Hyeyu
Completed | G | 3.5k
The fastest speed ever recorded for a volleyball serve is 82 mph by the Bulgarian professional Matey Kaziyski. Bokuto’s own serve is around 75 mph on a good day.
The stranger in the empty concrete lot behind Bokuto’s apartment building receives 72.4 mph of volleyball with the side of his head.
In which Bokuto Koutarou plays volleyball at university, and Akaashi Keiji is a dimension traveller.
That rare moment when time stands still
akaashi: i’m akaashi keiji, and you are?
bokuto: not straight anymore, that’s for sure
That rare moment when time stands still...
bokuto: sometimes I get so caught up in being gay that i forget I’m actually bi.