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WIP Wednesday Things I'm Working On Thursday
I had the thought probably about a month or so back that I was in the mood for some divorced canon NieYao reconciling, but like. Messy. Because I love these messy bitches. So then I was like okay let's suspend our disbelief about Jiggy's Everything-ness re: sex and power at this stage in his life and suppose that he and NMJ used to be a thing, but now it's post-Sunshot and they're not anymore, but there was never any real closure and they both still want in a way that no one else can or will ever know about because it was ~taboo~ and too many things are irrevocably changed now to truly go back.
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There are moments Jin Guangyao is certain he isn’t meant to see.
Lan Xichen begs them to get along no matter how often Jin Guangyao insists to him (gently, gently) that Nie Mingjue will never forgive him, will never see him as anything but a viper in the grass, his eldest sworn brother waiting for JIn Guangyao to give him any excuse to crush him underfoot. No matter how many times Nie Mingjue insists to Lan Xichen (roughly, roughly) that he can’t bear to trust him again, that Jin Guangyao has killed his men and hurt him in ways that only the two of them know anymore, Lan Xichen simply frowns or smiles, whatever will work for the day, and pushes them together over and over and over, as if something this time will be different than all the others before.
But there are moments. There are times when Nie Mingjue’s eyes linger on him, and when Jin Guangyao watches him out of the corner of his eye he would swear, if he were the type, that it’s not anger in his sworn brother’s gaze.
It’s longing.
There’d been a time, blissful and brief and far too good to last, when Nie Mingjue had looked at him like that openly — at least openly enough that Jin Guangyao hadn’t been reduced to hunting for crumbs of it out of the corner of his eye, but could meet that yearning gaze frankly with one of his own and know that if he stepped forward his Sect Leader and lover would meet him more than halfway to tug him in close and kiss him until they were both sated.
That was before.
This is now.
In the darkness of his room in Jinlintai, Jin Guangyao lays on his back and stares up unseeingly at the ceiling above his bed, the pitch black painted over invisibly with the cruelest memories his mind can conjure up on long, sore nights when he can’t sleep.
In his mind’s eye, Nie Mingjue is pressing him down against the enormous(ly expensive) bed, an island of luxury in the ocean of his most private chambers in Qinghe, and he’s kissing Jin Guangyao like he’ll never be satisfied with anything less than their bodies tangled up so tightly that limbs go numb and they could just as easily fit on the small sleeping pallet Jin Guangyao had grown up sleeping on in the corner of his mother’s closet-room above the brothel. They’d never luxuriated in the space offered by the mattress that could sleep a family of five, too anxious to fall together and take, take, take for them to want any inch of space between them.
Jin Guangyao watches it play out maddeningly just out of reach, tucked far away in his perfect memories where it can’t offer him anything but the weakest of phantom sensations, broad hot hands stroking over every inch of him and the grounding weight of safety grinding into him until he forgot his own name for a few blissful minutes.
#the untamed fanfic#WIP Wednesday#Jin Guangyao#NieYao#IDK if this will /actually/ go anywhere but it's gone Somewhere already#namely into NMJ's guest quarters 👀#I might post what I already have in small chunks like this on WIP Wednesdays (it's not much tbh)#because everything I'm working on the most actively is one secret project or other 😂 really shooting myself in the foot here
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Miya Osamu x Y/N: dancing 'round the kitchen in the refrigerator light
Hello~ it's been 3 years since I posted a piece of writing here omg 😳 Life got in the way and I didn't feel inspired most of the time, but I'm trying to get back into writing now 😊
My previous works were kpop-focused lol, but I'm not a fan anymore. In 2020, I got into anime again, so now, I'll instead write fics and drabbles featuring my favorite anime characters.
I'm still a lil rusty from my writing hiatus, but here's the first one, Miya Osamu from Haikyuu!! x Y/N!
Osamu was in college, taking up HRM and Entrepreneurship... yes he's double majoring 😂
You were his classmate in one of his electives: Food Writing.
He actually really liked you but he kept it a secret for a couple of reasons: (1) he intended to fully focus on studying because the final/ultimate requirement for his Entrepreneurship course is to build a business, restaurant in his case (2) he found you intimidating and honestly, a bit too good for him. You're pretty and popular among guys and he was not interested to join the competition. And so he secretly liked you and pined for you on the side lol.
Years later, he has launched Onigiri Miya and you're a food writer for a prestigious magazine.
You were tasked by your editor-in-chief to write about and interview a rising star in the culinary landscape. You instantly thought of Osamu.
You went for a surprise visit in Onigiri Miya, opting not to let him know beforehand because as a food writer, you must see the restaurant for what it really is in terms of food, management, customer service, etc.
Honestly, you and Osamu were not very close back in college. Of course, as classmates, you became friends and you also worked on several projects and homework. But he was shy when it came to you and you were just pretty chill, so you didn't actively approach him nor did you push him to talk to you more. But overall, you had good memories with each other.
And so your visit was not only for business but it was also a catch-up session.
You asked him everything about his restaurant and he asked you about your career as a food writer. Deep inside, he wanted to ask if you're single, but of course, he couldn't bring himself to do so.
"Work is hectic as fuck so I don't have time for relationships." You blurted out as one of your complaints about your job. There goes the answer to Osamu's question. He was shocked to know that you're single because you're smart, beautiful, and confident. The man was too stunned to speak 😂
"How about you? Does the founder and chef of Onigiri Miya have a girlfriend?" You teasingly asked him. Osamu blushed and pretended to be busy with his hands, cleaning some utensils that are already clean. "No. I'm too busy as well, like you." He mumbled and you chuckled. "Are you gonna include that in your article too?" He teased back which earned him a hearty laugh from you. "Nah. But I can, if you want to? Just a little fun fact about you. It will perhaps help too if you're looking for some romance.... Are you?" You asked. Osamu took some time to answer, focusing on cleaning the utensils with furrowed brows. "I'm sorry. I seem to have overstepped-". "Ah, no, it's fine." Osamu finally looked at you with an embarrassed smile. He was taking so long to answer because he was contemplating whether to say yes and hint to you that you're the one he wants, or to say no and insist that his busy schedule is his priority. He chose the latter.
After that first visit, you started to regularly dine in Onigiri Miya as a friend and customer even after the article was published. Osamu even made you VIP. You two got closer through these visits. Eventually, you started to realize your feelings for him and Osamu got more confident and determined to confess to you, of course with some help and annoying push from his twin, Atsumu.
It was just the two of you in his store, at around 11PM. The silence was deafening yet comforting, as you finish your beer and he sat in front of you after cleaning up. That's when he confessed and as confirmation that you accept his feelings, you simply went straight for a kiss without a word.
You became a couple and after some time, you realized that you prefer to help him with his food business instead of continuing being a food writer. You wanted to be by his side as he builds his empire, supporting him with everything you got. You told Osamu about this and while he was pleasantly surprised, he also made sure that this is what you really want to do and that you are not feeling some kind of pressure to do it. You quit your job as a food writer and became a full-time co-manager at Onigiri Miya. With this, Osamu was able to focus on cooking and engaging with his customers. You also helped with other tasks if needed or if you wanted to, such as serving the food/customer service, marketing, and even as the cashier in rare cases. Watching you do all of these filled Osamu's heart with warmth and so much love that it felt like bursting.
After closing time and everyone has left, you two spend some time with just each other, and you really treasure it because you spend most of the hours of the day with lots of other people. And while winding down and finishing up cleaning, Osamu plays some music and you guys dance around the kitchen in the refrigerator light. Sometimes when you still have energy, Osamu teaches you how to make random dishes. It's not for the restaurant, it's just for fun. Watching you help him with his business and spending time with you as he teaches you how to cook made him realize one thing: he wanted to marry you.
He told Atsumu that once his second Onigiri Miya branch opens and achieves a stable status, he would propose to you. And he did. After one year, you held a small garden wedding and after a few more years, you were blessed with baby twin boys and the third Onigiri Miya branch.
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