#i‘m thinking Sakusa

[lale-txt]

started rereading Wotakoi last night (can you tell i did everything except sleeping at a reasonable time) and now the urge to write a little office worker AU romance mini series is so strong………..

[cottonlemonade]

Haunted House

word count: 883 || avg. reading time: 3 mins.

pairing: Sakusa x chubby!Reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

warnings: none

request: watching Nightmare Before Christmas with some caramel popcorn dressed as a witch with Sakusa || fluffy, going to a Haunted House with boyfriend Sakusa

Going to the Halloween Fair was a tradition that no amount of annoyed sighs and fake pleading glances from your boyfriend could derail.

You loved October and marked the occasion in your calendar well in advance.

Under a lot of protest and promises of watching horror movies with him only to pick them apart for their inaccuracies, Sakusa - black mask securely in place - eventually piled into the car with your friends. It wasn‘t as if he didn‘t like them but he liked them a whole lot less when they were loudly singing along to Spooky Scary Skeletons on your way to the fair.

As soon as you made it through the entrance, discussing which you wanted to hit first - the snack stand or seeing if you could persuade Sakusa to rent a couple's costume with you, someone ran towards you and skidded to a halt.

“Y/n! Good that you‘re here! We‘re one person short for the haunted house!“

“Huh!?“ Your eyes widened - during your high school days, you helped out every year with the fair all the way from ticket ripper to face painting. Being a monster in the haunted house was an honor and when you were finally appointed zombie number 4 for the first time, you raced home to call Sakusa with the amazing news.

“I‘m here with someone.“, you frowned apologetically, pulling your boyfriend closer for emphasis. He raised his hand to greet as if necessary.

“Please, we’re desperate! And you don’t have to do it all night. If you could just stall for an hour until the substitute makes it here…”

You met Sakusa’s eyes who tried to read your expression for if you wanted him to play the bad guy and tell you no or if you wanted support. It seemed like the latter.

“One hour isn’t too bad.”, he said in a low tone with a slight shrug, “I’ll just look around what other things we can do and make a list for when you’re done.”

“You sure?”

He nodded.

You got on your tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek and then left with a sad theatrical wave as though taking to the high seas.

Luckily, the costume for your necessary character was very loose to begin with. Playing a classic Japanese ghost, you needed a white flowy dress and a wig of long straight black hair. Minus the wig and unappetizing makeup though, the dress was a lot more fitted on your much chubbier figure. You turned in the dirty mirror in the second corridor of the house, thinking this outfit would definitely not be out of place at a summer garden party, but it was the best you could do under the circumstances. You just had to dial up the creepiness. One by one you made people scream in terror and run panicked to the next room. Proudly, you cleared your throat and went to the break room after half an hour for a quick sip of water - wheezing, screeching, and chasing after guests really took a lot out of a person. As you gulped down the soothingly cold drink you spotted your boyfriend amongst your group of friends, clearly having been dragged to join a round at the haunted house and excitement bubbled in your chest. Sakusa was not easily spooked. The closest to scared you had ever seen him was when he spotted a bug sitting menacingly on your living room coffee table during the summer when the screen door was open.

The most terrifying thing for him about this experience would be getting close to people - you chuckled at the thought and an idea formed in your head. You grabbed a little spray bottle with water from the prop pile on the table and returned to your post.

Most of your friends didn’t recognize you while you made them run for the hills. Your best friend went “hi Y/n”, gave you a high five, and moved on. Before she left she informed you that Sakusa was not far behind.

You pressed yourself with hunched shoulders into the blind spot close to the entering door and waited.

You heard the next guest enter and when he passed you in the half-darkness you identified the black curls and broad tall frame in an instant. The giddiness almost made you dizzy. Sakusa stood still for a moment, most likely letting his eyes adjust before pushing forward. In those precious few seconds, you snuck up behind him and, just like earlier, stood on your tiptoes, bringing your lips close to his ear, spray bottle raised. Channeling all your acting skills you imitated a loud wet sneeze, spritzing a bit of water on his neck at the same time.

If you’d had to guess, you wouldn’t have said that Sakusa’s screams would be this high-pitched. Nor that he jumped so high into the air that he knocked down a plastic spider with his head.

All professionalism left your body and you doubled over, wheezing with laughter. Your boyfriend clutched his chest and breathed heavily on the opposite wall. “Oh you think this is funny?”, he pressed out, making you only snort and cackle even more. “Just you wait!” You yelped in delight as he chased you down the corridor for his revenge.

art: @oknbird on Twitter

a/n: request for @liquidcatt

Thank you so much for the request! This was so much fun to write 🌟 I hope you enjoyed it! 🫶🏻

[diabolicalacid]

this is going to be long….but i have to let this out my chest because i am going to combust just thinking about this:

if ms. self destructive is gonna end up mr. sakusa im going to screaaammm !! i don’t think it would be a wise decision if they decide to rekindle when their past barely even has a foundation. it was literally just a fling that happened in their teens, like it’s so petty!! who in their right mind would go to that extent just to have a “sloppy revenge?” also, made my blood boil when reading how she’s just shirking off her responsibilities and goes back to her “woe is me, i‘m the only one suffering in this world so all of you should have sympathy for me and be there for my every beck and call” attitude and mentality, e.g. when she went off in the gc for the first time without warning and put someone on the spot with personal details, when she doesn’t have an ounce of professionalism, passion nor dedication to her career (literally made me scream because the job market is very competitive and she’s just wasting it like she was born with a golden spoon in the mouth, hello!!), when she repeatedly never listens to her friends and blows them off, her constant mean and derogatory comments about reina (calling her a bitch and a wench…it did not ate as she wanted it, just made her pathetic honestly 🫤), and when she turned the situation around and basically told shoyo (non-verbatim) that her feelings were more important than “a bunch of games that’ll never lead up to the future/amount to anything” or something like that. the nerve of her to just say that to a person whose life revolves around volleyball!!! whose career is being an athlete!!! whose income would be determined by whether their team wins or loses!!! how dare she.

literally never hated a reader so much which is a double edged sword because i love when the roles in the story are reversed from the usual, like the character is the one hurting and the reader is the a-hole. your characterization and ability to make a character so insufferable, unlikeable, and hateable is amazing btw. i wouldn’t be surprised if kenma and kuroo leaves her in the dust. i wouldn’t be surprised when she just gets fired because behaving like that and not doing your job properly only because of your personal problems is a big no no in japan, and it will literally lessen your chances of getting rehired in another company once they do a background check on you and find out your incompetence.

the reason why im so fired up with boarding the hate train against reader is because this particular situation hits too close to home, because i know someone like this irl. well, knew, since both my friend who is involved with this particular incident, and me, cut off ties with the messy ex-friend. in this situation i was like kenma and kuroo in one. it was very emotionally exhausting and draining, and it’s really not worth it to save a friendship when you know they’re headed to crash and burn but they don’t want to change because of their singular goal. that, and having tunnel vision, only seeing what they want to see, the whole shebang. i don’t mind telling you the background story behind it, but idk if you want me to blow up and rant in your askbox though lmao.

to reader in the story, only thing i can say is: f*ck around and find out. 🥱 play stupid games, win stupid prizes 🥴

i appreciate the fact that you took your time to write this all down. like wow 😭 i’m really glad that you were able to cut ties with your messy friend and start clean. as for kuroo and kenma, they’re pretty used to yn. they shouldn’t be, but they are.

everyone will get their happy ending, but happy ending doesn’t mean yn and sakusa will end up conventionally. clearly they’re both very toxic in their own ways right now, so there’s a lot they need to work on.

and yn being rude to her friends, saying things she knows she’ll regret— that’s such an everyday thing, it’s truly sad. i hope she gets better, cuz sunshine sho didn’t deserve all that she said to him 🥹😭

[saglovesu]

𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬

— 𝘽𝙪𝙯𝙯𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 ♡

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CW: swearing, creepy stuff (?) ; quotes from a ghost hunter show! Description of violence;LMK if I missed any! ;P

A/N: I know this isn‘t a fanfiction bUT I‘ll put it up in the masterlist!! If u have any requests feel free to send them my way (´｡• ◡ •｡`) ♡ For now enjoy this thread I made at 5am 🤍 also I think I‘ll do a pt.2 of this cuz this is way too much fun

Sidenote: these aren‘t always 100% accurate w/ the characters sometimes I just chose certain ones cuz it seemed funny. So no guarantee that it‘ll be all accurate‼️

Oikawa: I‘ve connected the dots.

Iwaizumi: You didn‘t connect shit.

Oikawa: I‘ve connected them.

♡

Suna: Hey there demons, it‘s me, ya boi.

♡

Sugawara [in the haunted house]: I fucking hate this.

Sugawara: I‘ll shoot you in your face!

Daichi [from the outside]: I don‘t think he‘s having a good time right now.

♡

Tendou: so, at what point does the fear come in for you?

Ushijima: about when the life is draining out of my body.

Tendou: (wheeze)

♡

Nishinoya: this guy‘s a racist?!

Y/N: most of them [the victims] were Italian grocers.

Nishinoya: whoa... fuck this guy!

♡

Yaku: well you know what I‘ll do is I‘ll shoot you

♡

Osamu: I will now blink to you in morse code who I think did it

Atsumu: you don‘t know morse code!

♡

Aran: how much trouble could a family of farmers get into?

Kita: ohhhhhh...a biiiiii- a pretty fair amount of trouble my friend

♡

Taichi: yeah, I‘m just gonna start sending flowers to people‘s funerals, and say „love forever -Louise“

Y/N: you should say „Love forever -Taichi“ and a picture of yourself“

♡

[in a haunted house]

Kuroo: Lev‘s not scared of you either!

Lev: oh, no, nope that‘s not true! ...Woah, you keep tricking me into fucking talking with them you dickhead!

♡

Y/N: yeah I think you wear a mask sometimes

Sugawara: I think you should keep digging and maybe see what happens.

Y/N: uh... no I‘m good

♡

Semi: you think he‘s like... you think he‘s like taking his license out before and the ghost was looking at it but his thumb was covering his last name and she was like „Robert Randall? That must be my lover!“

Tendou: maybe!

♡

Tsukishima:if I could imagine any of my friends murdering me...

Hinata: I can imagine one friend of yours murdering you.

Tsukishima: is it you?

Hinata: *looks at the camera* no

♡

Kogane: I‘m not scared of you, so please say your name!

Futakuchi: He‘s lying but, please say your name.

♡

Kageyama: it got a funny little face, kinda looks like you

Hinata: I was gonna say it looks like you with those long ass limbs

Kageyama: yeah but its got those little, like, those scared little eyes, you know, this is what you look like when you think you see evidence.

♡

Sugawara: maybe thats our pal JC, I don‘t know if he hangs out at every cross in the world.

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Akaashi:a shooting star just went by behind your head!

Bokuto: what are you talking- why didn‘t you tell me!!

Bokuto: Oh my I just saw another- no that‘s a bug

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Atsumu: I think when Sakusa‘s around it‘s easy to forget that you‘re in one of the most horrifying places on earth.

Atsumu: uh...and now, that he‘s not gonna be in there... *scratches chin* not to say that he‘s like my daddy or something like- I don‘t know why I said that. *laughs*

Atsumu: have fun with that one internet!

♡

Konoha: Alakazam! Ah bing bang boom! *slaps table* hope you like hell ya loser!

♡

Mattsun: choo choo pickle pie

Oikawa: (wheeze) choo choo pickle pie, what the f—?

Mattsun: I don‘t know. I‘m just thinking of a funny thing a ghost could whisper

Oikawa: (wheeze)

♡

Sakusa [sitting outside]: an hour or two ago-

Atsumu [from inside the house]: *incoherent screaming*

Atsumu: I HATE IT!! I FUCKING HATE THIS!! FUCK YOUUU!! FUCK YOUU!!! FUCK YOU!!! *more incoherent screaming*

Sakusa: *laughs* that is quite a reaction. I think we‘re making some headway.

Sakusa: *looking at the house* It‘s gone quiet now and I‘m afraid he‘s dead.

♡

Kuroo [to the ghost]: suck my balls dude!

Bokuto: bobby if you would like to suck our Balls can you turn that light off

Kuroo: *wheeze*

[nicka-nell]

HQHQ Collab - First Choice

Pairing: Atsumu x reader, mention of Bokuto

Words: 6.822

Warning: mention of unnamed cheating ex-boyfriend, angst if you squint really hard, fluff, friends to lovers

Beta-reader: thank you for beta reading the fic @xmyshya

Summary: You’ve been living with your best friend for a few weeks, crying to him about your ex-boyfriend cheating on you. But Atsumu no longer wants to see you sad and offers himself as Wingman once more when he tries to set you up with his teammate.

This story is part of our HQHQ server collab with the prompt: When will I be someone’s first choice? Tell me, when? You can find the other stories here. So check out all the other wonderful writers.

“Y/n now go on and get up!” Atsumu’s loud voice wakes you up. With swollen eyes you turn to him, your hair still ruffled, left and right of you lie the crumpled handkerchiefs with which you have cried yourself quietly and secretly into sleep.

You’re tired, your head hurts, and Atsumu’s loud babbling doesn’t help your headache to settle. Reluctantly you pull your blanket over your head, but in vain. Because even before you can get used to the darkness and the warmth underneath, to the calm without the voice of the dyed blond-haired man, he pulls the coat off your body with a jerk and confronts you with the cold morning air, through the open window in your room.

“Tsumu, you idiot, give me the blanket back!” You whine, but he doesn’t even think about it. “Why does your bed look like a mess again? It’s been two months, and you’re still crying after this asshole? It’s enough with moping around.” Before he can finish his sentence, you can feel his hands curling around your ankles and how your legs were jerking forward, setting your entire body in motion.

“Tsumu what are you doing?” You scream and try to hold on to the upper edge of the bed. For a few seconds you manage to resist his tug, but you soon realize that he is stronger than you.

But Atsumu has apparently forgotten to calculate that you would let go and pulls you off the bed with so much momentum that you both land on the floor.

“Ah, Tsumu you airhead! Now my ass and feet are hurting. Why did you do this?” You want to know while you’re rubbing your butt, which you landed on a few seconds ago. Sulking, you look over to your best friend, who is also sitting on the floor, supporting his weight on hands behind his back.

“Sorry, I forgot how weak you are.” He teases you with a grin. “But you seem to be awake now, eh?”

“Yeah, awake and angry…” You quickly add to his statement and look at him with a wrinkled forehead. “Don’t look so evil. That wannabe look doesn’t suit you. I told you before, if you want to talk, I’m just a room away. No need to cry yourself to sleep.”

Even if he annoyed you earlier, you realize in his words that he’s worried about you. It’s been two months since you saw your boyfriend… No Ex-boyfriend with another girl. Just “saw them” is wrong. He had kissed her, touched her, and you were sure that if you hadn’t confronted them directly, more would have happened.

Atsumu was there for you, caught you with open arms and told you that everything would be fine. Because that’s how he always was. Back then, when the kids at school had teased you, when the girls had blasphemed you because you had always gotten along better with the boys. He was also the one who comforted you at your first lovesickness.

Ironically, you had a crush on his brother, who at the time had no thought of such trifles as love. The first time you were really in love with someone, it was Atsumu who tried to set you up with that person. Because it was none other than his volleyball teammate Suna who had twisted your head.

The fake blonde had really tried everything to make you as interesting as possible for Suna, had always invited you and Suna to ‘learn’ and then left the room for hours to leave you alone. But in the end, it didn’t work out because Suna told you he had feelings for another girl.

When your heart broke into thousands of pieces for the first time, it was Atsumu who had carefully tried to pick up all the shards and cautiously glue them back to the right place. He was always there for you. And even though you know what your heart wants, you shut yourself away from it. Because Atsumu is your best friend. The man who will always stand behind you to give you a push forward so you can finally find your happiness. Without him.

“That’s enough sulking! What do you say you come to practice with me today? Get to know my teammates and friends? Maybe there’s someone in there who piques your interest, eh?” He grins mischievously and wiggles his eyebrows before he straightens up and stretches his hand forward to help you up.

“Mhm… You’re not gonna leave me alone before I say yes anyway, are you?” You mumble as he pulls your body upward.

He still grins as he nods and lets go of your hand just to bring it to your hair. “But before that… you go take a shower and make sure that this nest on your head becomes the normal beautiful hair you actually have. All right?” He laughs as he pulls a scrap of a handkerchief out of your hair.

Oh God, how embarrassing you think and at the same moment you have to laugh. No matter what you look like, even if you are wrinkled, with greasy hair, mustard stains on your top and swollen eyes, Atsumu still likes you. After all, he sees you as a buddy.

“Well, I guess… I’m gonna get ready. Can you make breakfast, Tsumu?”

“Are you nuts? There is no more time for breakfast. I can heat the last slice of pizza from last night’s movie.”

“Oh, you’ll be such a good husband someday, Tsumu.” You answer him sarcastically as you shake your head and pass Atsumu.

“Sure, and you eventually become a good wife Y/n.” He calls after you, but you already lift your middle finger and slam the door behind you with a smile on your face. “Tze… Tsumu you idiot.”

The knife slices the butter with ease as Atsumu greases the butter on a toasted slice of bread to put your favorite cold cuts on top. Because he was just joking. Your first meal shouldn’t be a piece of old pizza.

When you’re with Atsumu, you forget all the things that made you sad. You’re happy and glad to have such a good friend by your side. And even though you said it sarcastically earlier, you still meant it like this, that he would make a woman very happy. Just with the thought of him and another woman, you feel a short sting in your chest, but you are sure that deep down you have to think about your ex-boyfriend and that you still miss him.

“Ready to go! Give me that slice of pizza or I’ll eat your friends.” You shout out to Atsumu as you enter the hallway through the doorstep. Once in there, you can hear his muffled voice calling out to you while his voice comes closer and closer.

It is only a second where Atsumu stops in the doorway, looks at you before he continues his walk and pushes the slice of bread and an apple into your hand. “I can’t let you smell like tuna and garlic the first time you met my friends.”

With rolling eyes you take the bread from him, push it into your mouth before putting on your thin cardigan and place the apple in your jacket pocket. According to your phone, the weather today is anything but cool and gray.

But just as you want to pull your zipper up, you feel something heavy landing on your shoulders, looking confused from left to right before your gaze sweeps up from the yellow fabric on your shoulders to the fake blond-haired man.

You don’t need words, your gaze is filled with the question of why he gave you his jacket. But again he just lay down his arms against his hips, grins casually. “Well, you’re with me or not? Not that they’ll think you’re a paparazzo at the gym entrance and not let you in.”

With the words ‘you’re with me,’ your heart gives a beat. “Don’t you think your friends will think we’re together, Tsumu? That this is more such a friend-girlfriend thing?”

The entire car ride is quiet, but it’s not an unpleasant silence. Only the radio rattles quietly, while Atsumu complains about the careless drivers or cyclists, and that there is never a parking space in front of the gym.

“Ah, don’t talk such nonsense. You can tell we’re just friends, you dummy.” Another bang, no stab, making your chest heavier. “Sure… right.” You just mumble quietly. So quietly that Atsumu cannot understand it as you breathe in the fine fragrance of his harsh deodorizer as you walk past him and leave the flat.

You have to admit you’re a little nervous standing outside the hall with Atsumu. You can hear voices from inside. Probably his friends. As if Atsumu understood your feelings, he puts his arm over your shoulder to give you more security, and enters the room freshener smelling hall with you.

It doesn’t take long for all eyes to be on you until the first person beckons Atsumu and the next one goes on you. A boy with orange hair that you remember very well. Atsumu’s school team had a game against him. They lost and Atsumu was talking to you for weeks about how he wanted to play with this little boy sometime.

Behind him stands a dark-haired man, hands in the pockets of his jacket, while he lingers in place, watching you only from a distance. That should be Sakusa. The guy Atsumu always talks about, how clean and special he is when it comes to hygiene.

Just when you want to turn to Hinata again, as he is still waving towards you, another man runs towards you at an incredible speed, shaking your hand vigorously with sparkling eyes. Your whole body is shaking, you’re getting headaches, but somehow you find his overactive anticipation cute.

“Hey, hey, hey! I‘m Bokuto Koutarou! I’m a super ace and I’m really successful!” He grins proudly, which makes you giggle. Of course he is. After all, he plays in the same team as Atsumu.

Yet Bokuto does not remain long in his proud posture. His shoulders collapse after a few seconds, while his gaze wanders to Atsumu. “Hey, Tsum-Tsum, why didn’t you tell me you were coming with your girlfriend today?” He wants to know from the fake blonde one.

Irritated, you look over to Bokuto, wanting to clear up the misunderstanding as the voice of an older man interrupts you. “Miya, the next time you bring someone, please report this to me first. Now, warm up and let’s start training.” The man you consider to be the coach says to Atsumu, who nods in agreement before pointing at a bench where you should sit, before he goes to warm up with Bokuto and Hinata.

Although you talk little to people, you’re not bored watching them train. It pleases you to see how everyone is with full passion. From time to time the man who introduced you as Bokuto grins at you, waving a little awkwardly before Atsumu admonishes him and turns his attention away from you. He’s kind of cute.

“Oh Tsumu…” you mumble quietly while chuckling unconsciously as you watch Atsumu reprimand Bokuto for being so easily distracted, and how Bokuto lets his shoulders drop apologetically.

“You seem to have had a lot of fun today, eh?” The question is rhetorical, because of course you did. He recognized that in your face. With the rest of yesterday’s pizza and a salad with smoked tofu, he sits down next to you at the dinner table.

The training passes, and your attention on Bokuto grows. First a few glimpses you exchange, then words and sentences, up to such long dialogues that he completely forgets his break and is called back to the playing field by Atsumu to finally finish the training.

“You could have introduced me to your friends earlier. Especially Bokuto. He’s kind of cuddly.” You babble while you are in your thoughts about the cheerful man.

“So, so… Bokuto, huh? Looks like I got a new job as a wingman, eh? Give me a few days to figure something out. Operation Lovebirds begins.” His eyes are narrow and playful, while his face is only a few inches away from yours.

As Atsumu had said, a few days pass. Days in which you were always at his training, always with the yellow jacket which makes you feel much safer and more comfortable. Days when you often talk to Bokuto during breaks.

Your heart gives a quick blow as the warmth of his breath hits your lips. From the excitement? Excitement to see Bokuto again soon, right? With an unnaturally bright laugh, you slap him on the shoulder, turn to the pizza, before you both go to your own rooms and get ready for bed.

Atsumu has the idea to take Bokuto to Osamu’s store, like he’s doing almost every Saturday to eat together. Sometimes the other teammates come with him, but this time he will only ask Bokuto.

He wants to lure him to the store and write to him shortly before, so that he has no time. You would sit already in the store and then pretend after a few minutes as if you had randomly noticed Bokuto. You could eat, talk and maybe even exchange your numbers. The idea was perfect.

As agreed, you sit at a table near the kitchen, looking at the menu while watching Bokuto from the corner of your eye. How he reaches for his cell phone and how his cheerful look is slowly getting sad, because he probably reads the message from Atsumu that he will not come.

You consider going straight to him, but your vibrating phone prevents you from it. A message from Atsumu with the words ‘Mission lovebirds can begin’. An unconscious grin spreads across your face as you read the message before a voice makes you shrink.

“Has someone also dumped you?” You hear Bokuto’s sad voice and make a brief shout when you see him standing right next to you. “Bokuto!”

You laugh a lot, seem to have a lot of fun and get along great. At least that’s what Atsumu can see from his brother’s kitchen. Because of course he didn’t want to miss out on seeing if you two really come along well with each other.

“Ah! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you! Uh… mind if I sit here?” He asks clumsily, pointing to the free chair opposite of you. Nodding, you invite him to sit down before quickly putting your phone in a pocket and start talking to Bokuto.

“Why are you here, Tsumu?” His brother’s voice makes him look away from you.

“Eh? What do you mean, Samu? I want to see if I’m successful with my mission.”

“Sure, stop lying to yourself.” Osamu quietly talks to his twin while he continues to prepare the Onigiri for his guests. But his brother doesn’t answer him, just looks out of the round kitchen window at the table where you talk to Bokuto with a smile on your face.

“You know I didn’t reject Y/n back then because I had no interest in girls. So finally get some balls in your pants.” With a full plate of Onigiri, Osamu crosses his twin, passes the plate to his server at the counter, before he enters the kitchen without a word.

“If she’s happy, I’m happy for her too. Why don’t you understand, Samu?” He now turns his gaze away from you, instead looking at the unfinished rice that Osamu had prepared for the next order. It annoys him that his brother has to address this topic again and again. It’s not up to Atsumu to decide what you want. After all, it’s up to you.

“So? So you don’t mind if I invite her on a date if it doesn’t work out with Bokuto? As long as she’s happy, it shouldn’t be a problem for me to taste her lips.” He deliberately tries to provoke his brother, and for a split second he sees Atsumu twitching his eyes, his cheekbones sticking out from his clenched teeth before looking his brother in the eye.

“If that’s what makes her happy. Then make her happy, damn it, understand?”

“What the hell, what’s wrong with you, Tsumu!” His brother yells at him, furiously stomping to him and grabbing him by his collar. He expected such an answer, but not this flat, indifferent response, which is supposed to hide Atsumu’s feelings.

Atsumu also grabs his twin by the collar, pushes him away from himself and continues the scramble. Again and again he tries to explain to him it is not Osamu’s problem and he should not interfere in his things and anew Osamu tries to convince him to finally listen to his feelings. Plates fall over, knives that lay on the work surface as the voice of the server stops the two men.

“Eh… I’m sorry, but at table four, the lady was asking what was in the spring drink because of her allergies.” Both let off from each other while Atsumu’s steps carry him quickly back to the round window to look at your table. Because he’s irritated that you’re asking that question.

The fake blond man hardly notices the voices of the two men in the kitchen. His heart suddenly beats restlessly. A young girl your age sat next to you and Bokuto. Atsumu’s plan to set you up with Bokuto seems to be failing.

“Nobody ditched me, Bokuto. Actually, I just wanted to drop by and leave Osamu a nice greeting when it becomes a bit quieter here. But it always seems to be full here.” You lie because you wouldn’t even have come here without this plan from Atsumu.

He feels bad that a small part of him hopes Bokuto finds the other girl interesting, but Atsumu quickly talks himself up that he just wants you to be happy.

With a quick beating heart you hope that Bokuto does not see through your lie, but when he smiles at you, you are sure that he believes you.

“Oh sure, right! If you know one Miya brother, you automatically have the other on your back, don’t you? Especially when you’re so close.” He grins, and his words remind you of the incident in the gym. There, Bokuto said something similar. He wrongly portrayed you as girlfriend and friend, which was certainly due to Atsumu’s jacket. And just as you were about to correct him there, their trainer babbled something into the room.

You definitely need to clarify that you two are just friends, otherwise you can’t ask Bokuto for his number. Just friends…

“Uh Bokuto? I think there’s been a misunderstanding. Tsumu and I-”

“Y/n? Oh my God, is that you?”

Again, someone interrupts you. This time not Atsumu’s coach or Atsumu, but a person you haven’t seen for ages. Your old school friend, who was with you at the same club and with whom you really got along well.

Because of your ex-boyfriend, your paths somehow separated, but you’re thrilled to see her now. “Oh Mei, is it you? You’ve really changed, wow.” You smile at her before you greet her and sit down again.

“I don’t want to bother you guys, and I’m sure that’s rude, but is it okay if I join you? If I annoy you, I’ll leave!”

Mostly you’re just here to get a date with Bokuto, but sending her away now would be too suspicious. For a moment you think about how to best handle this situation, but Bokuto takes the decision off you by inviting her to join you and just stay as long as she wants.

You talk partly to Mei, partly to Bokuto for a while when you check if Atsumu has written anything to you. You’re surprised he hasn’t asked you how the date goes. Is he on a date right now himself?

“Y/n? Did you hear?” Mei’s voice gets you out of your mind again, before you look at her absent-minded. “I have to go now, but… I was really happy to see you again and I hope we can repeat that soon. And I was also pleased to meet you Bokuto.” She adds, before she smiles at you both and goes to the counter to pay her bill and leave the bar.

Just when Bokuto wants to say something, his phone rings and he apologizes to you for a moment. You take the opportunity to write to Atsumu, ask him if you should take some Onigiri with you from his brother’s shop and hope for a hint if he had a date. Because if he doesn’t want some Onigiri, he sure is having dinner with another woman.

Two minutes go by, four… Ten minutes until Bokuto comes back in, and you feel your phone vibrating at the same moment. A simple “No, I’ve already eaten.” is his answer. An answer that suddenly makes you feel so weird.

“I’m so sorry I kept you waiting. Akaashi, my best friend, called me. I have to see him. Is it okay if we postpone our meeting for another time? So… I mean this random meeting.” He smiles embarrassed, and scratches the back of his head as he puts his jacket around his shoulders and shoves the chair back to the table.

“Oh hm? Sure. I would be happy to meet you again Bokuto!” You answer him enthusiastically, even if you’re still on Atsumu’s date in your mind. Did he really go out with a girl? Why do you not know her? Why didn’t he tell you?

“Perfect! So, I’ll see you at practice tomorrow?”

“Sure, I’ll be there.”

“Then let’s talk about some meetings during my break. I’ll go to Samu and pay the bill for us.”

“Wa-!” You want to stop him, pay your own bill but Bokuto already stamps away from you and knocks on the kitchen door to lure Osamu out and pay.

He doesn’t know how fast he ran to be home before you. Good thing he didn’t tell you about the shortcut, or you’d have run into each other. Fully sweaty, he jumps into the shower, trying to get the smell of Osamu’s kitchen out of his hair as he hears your voice dull from the hallway in the bathroom.

Together you leave the restaurant, but then go your separate ways. Although this is not the first time you walk this path, even though you don’t need twenty minutes on the way, it seems like an eternity to you. Absorbed in your thoughts, you kick a round stone along the sidewalk, burying your hands in your trouser pockets while watching it roll. The long gray road matching gray walls on the sidewalk, no car to see. Everything is dreary and you feel odd, but also happy at the same time. After all, Bokuto seems as interested in you as you are in him. You can quickly overlook the fact that Atsumu is probably on his own date right now.

“Tsumu? Are you home airhead?”

Hissing, he shakes his head, rubs his towel through his wet hair, ties it around his hip and glances into the mirror before he goes out.

“Tsumu! Put some damn clothes on!”

“I’m also pleased to see you. Got my clothes in the bedroom. Don’t worry, I’ll put something on. But first, how was your date?” The question was unnecessary. Of course he knew, because he was there, watching you. But you don’t know that.

Atsumu studies how you dance on your tiptoes, how you swing your body forward and backward, and tap your lower lip. You always do that when you’re nervous. But before he can even give another thought to you, your body moves forward in his direction.

Just a few seconds pass when your soft skin lies on his, your arms wrap around his neck and you hug him. Atsumu stops as if petrified. Because his heart beats fast, your body so close to his triggers so much in him.

Carefully, he pushes you away from his chest, hoping you didn’t hear his raging heart. Yet, your arms remain on his neck, your warmth on him, although this on his chest slowly fades.

Lovingly you look at him, a look that gives him an unknown sting. An expression that you would probably turn to a big brother, otherwise he cannot interpret it. But he cannot look away from your warm eyes. Those bright, happy eyes that captivate him.

“The date was really great and tomorrow at the training we want to make a new one! Bokuto is such an incredibly great guy, and he is so funny. He made me laugh so many times and it’s sweet how emotional he always is and ah! He is really fine. Thank you for introducing him to me.”

Silently you look each other in the eyes, speak with your eyes instead of words. Subconsciously, your fingers move, gently stroking his neck up and down, while your sugar-sweet laugh makes Atsumu even crazier.

His body acts on its own as it bends forward, coming to a halt just in front of your face. But his mind quickly catches up with his body, for his words wander down your cheek to your ears as he whispers to you quietly that he is happy for you.

“So mission complete, eh?” With a mischievous grin, he tries to distract you from his previous action, patting on your shoulders with his hands before he walks past you and strolls towards his room door.

“I’m gonna put some clothes on. You should take a shower and get some sleep. You stink and need your beauty sleep for Bokuto tomorrow.”

“Haha, very funny! I love you too, you idiot.”

Days go by when you talk to Bokuto a lot. At training, to the detriment of everyone else, eating ice cream after training or just sitting around in the park and doing nothing. You get along well, laugh a lot, talk a lot about his buddies - Akaashi and Atsumu. After your dates you always tell Atsumu how much fun you had and are sure that you deafen his ears with your Bokuto-talk.

Words that come so easily out of your lips, for they are meant amicably. Words that are so easy to understand, but leave a bitter heavy feeling in his heart.

Today you both sit on a wall in the park again, fooling around like good friends. For a moment your shoulders brush against each other, when Bokuto twitches and stares embarrassed down at you. You too feel your body getting more restless, out of balance as you look into his golden yellow eyes. Both of you are silent, always opening your mouth to say something, but then close it again.

“So, eh… Do you… remember our first random meeting? In Osamu’s store?” Bumpy, he tries to find the right words, starts playing with the moss growing between the grooves of the stone wall.

Your chest suddenly stops moving. Out of panic you hold your breath because you are afraid that he has found out that Atsumu is behind this coupling action.

“I was wondering if… Well, there was your school friend there, and I was wondering if maybe you could… could give me her number?”

“Her number?” You realize how anger slowly boils in you, how an unpleasant feeling rages in your body and you suddenly feel so uncomfortable and stupid. With a bitter hiss you laugh up, turn your face away from Bokuto so that he cannot see your sparkling eyes. Eyes that don’t sparkle with joy, no. Eyes that sparkle with tingling tears and leave small wet spots, like those of rain, on the stone wall below you.

Of course he wanted her number, of course he did. After all, it was always like this. Whether it was Osamu or Suna, your ex boyfriend or any other man you found cute or attractive. You were always the second choice. You were always good as a friend, but not good enough as a girlfriend. There was always another who came before you, who had taken the place that you had so longingly aspired to. It was always like this.

So why did you think things should be different with Bokuto right now? Did you really think there was a man who had only you in his mind? A man who adores you as much as you do him?

“Why all the dates Bokuto? Why did you invite me to all those dates, get my hopes up if you only wanted my friend’s number, anyway? Why...? Never mind, forget it!” You sniff and jump off the wall to get out of here as soon as possible. Only Bokuto remains, sitting on the wall in confusion, trying to understand your last words.

With his cell phone in his hand, Atsumu scrolls through your messages, through your enthusiastic and joyful words about Bokuto while lying on the couch, the free hand behind his head. On the table is the last bit of a spinach-garlic pizza he ordered shortly after you went on your date with Bokuto. His thumb stops at a note in which you jokingly wrote to him that you also love him when he teased you with your crush on Bokuto. Words that hurt more every day, the longer you stay at Atsumu’s flat.

“Get your hopes up? H- Hey, Y/n wait!” He calls you, but your silhouette gets smaller and smaller. You’re not thinking of turning in his direction again.

His gaze is focused on his cell phone, the thumb still on that one message as a new message covers it. Irritated, he looks at the name of his teammate, who sends him one message after the other. Although he hasn’t read the messages yet, he has a bad feeling. He doesn’t know if it’s worry or something else, but he must think of you directly as he opens the messages with shaky fingers and straightens up on the sofa.

>> Tsumu-Tsumu! Get on your phone! I think I screwed up! I thought Y/n is your girlfriend and today something weird happened, and! I screwed up, man. Tell her I- <<

Atsumu is still reading Bokuto’s incoming messages, can hardly keep up with them when the loud banging of the front door makes him startled. As if he has just been caught in something forbidden, he throws his cell phone in panic behind the couch and looks in the direction of the living room door in which you suddenly stand.

Your eyes are red, nose runny, and your words come to him only as a loud sob. In him everything hurts at this sight of you.

“Tsumu!” You sniff and want to make a step forward to your best friend, but Atsumu is faster. He takes you in his arms as you press your head against his warm chest. His fingertips glide slowly through your hair, calming you while his grip around your waist becomes firmer.

“It’s okay, I’m here.” His words that softly kiss your ears calm you down. He knows exactly that there is no point in questioning you now, because you are still too busy collecting yourself again. So he just keeps silent, caresses your head and listens to you as your sniffing gets less and less, your fast, hasty breathing gets calmer and calmer.

“You want to tell me what happened?” His muscular arm loosens easily from your waist, his hand stroking you, now raises your head and makes you look at him. With a loving smile, he wipes away your tears, puts his arms on your shoulders and waits for your answer.

Hard you breathe out, try to pull yourself together, but your voice remains shaky.

“Bokuto… He just wanted her number… He didn’t care about me.” You notice how your voice becomes unclear again, begins to tremble more and your sniffing is again to take over your voice. But Atsumu’s thumb, which caresses your shoulders, calms you down again and you try to spell your words back into clear sentences.

“He wasn’t interested in me. At least not so… Tsumu, it’s like that every time. Men always fall in love with other women. I’m always just the third wheel. Am I that ugly? Am I so unattractive that every man sees me as a buddy? Tsumu… When will I be someone’s first choice? Tell me, when?”

Your eyes glittering with tears, search for his eyes. His heart breaks with the sad look you give him. And although the answer to your question is on his lips, he would like to scream it out of himself, yet a big lump sticks to his neck and keeps him silent.

“Tsumu when?” Is the only thing that comes out of you broken, now that not even your best friend can give you an answer to that question.

It was probably his fault you’re so sad now. Because Bokuto didn’t mention that school friend of yours once. He probably only said that because he thought you were Atsumu’s girlfriend and he didn’t want to destroy the friendship of the two men.

It was Atsumu’s fault that when he introduced you to his team, he didn’t make it right that you weren’t his girlfriend. The fake blond had not done this on purpose. His words just didn’t want to come out of him back then. Only later he had understood why he had tried to make his friends believe that you are his girlfriend.

He’d have to answer his cell phone, read Bokuto’s messages to be one hundred percent sure he wasn’t serious about your school friend, but his body isn’t moving. Actually, he can’t move anyway, because you clenched your hands into fists and clutched them into his shirt.

Atsumu should set it right. But in him, Osamu’s voice pushes forward. The words Atsumu wanted to deny. ‘You’re in love with her… Stop lying to yourself… Finally, get some balls in your pants.’

Not even your best friend can answer your question. How could he if he met with others every time you were with Bokuto? But even though it hurts that Bokuto rejected you, it hurts more that Atsumu doesn’t give you an answer.

With a sad sigh, you push his hands off your shoulders and set your legs in motion to go to your bedroom and be alone. But you can’t take many steps, because Atsumu holds you to your wrist just to turn you back to him.

Slowly, without strength and without joy, you look up to him. In his face, which shows so many emotions at once, yet he tries to hide them all from you. You notice how he struggles with his words, not knowing how to begin. His grip on your arm gets tighter. It almost hurts, but you say nothing.

“You… You have always been… my first choice.” He says hesitantly, in such an uncertain tone which is unlikely for him. His words are so quiet that you don’t understand them, just look at him questioning.

“Y/n, you have always been and always will be my first choice. Shit, I know I’m gonna ruin our friendship with this, but I can’t do this anymore. I’m selfish, yes, I know. I didn’t correct the statement when Bokuto said that you were my girlfriend because I didn’t want to see you with someone else who would just hurt you again. Y/n I can’t see you sad anymore. I don’t want to see you like this anymore. It just doesn’t work anymore. Ever since you’ve began living here, swinging your sweet little ass around my apartment, eating with me, spending evenings, and almost all days, I can’t think of anything but seeing you as more than just a buddy. Do you understand what I’m trying to tell you? Shit, you airhead, I love you.”

His words become clearer and clearer, on the contrary to his expression. Then, as his tone becomes firmer, his gaze becomes more anxious. And now you understand. You always wanted the perfect boyfriend. Wanted to have a man by your side who loves you, who Atsumu gets along with since he is your best friend and had never noticed that he was always your second choice.

You always wanted someone who liked your friends, who understood you, and that person was always at your side. You knew why Bokuto’s words didn’t hurt you as much as Atsumu’s silence a few minutes earlier. You knew why you enjoyed wearing Atsumu’s jacket, and you knew why it didn’t bother you that Atsumu had not corrected the statement, and so the rumor arose that you two were a couple. Also you knew why you wanted to convince yourself that Atsumu met other women to not feel bad about going out with one of his friends. You knew, but you never wanted to face it. Because like Atsumu, you were afraid of losing the person you needed most.

You open your mouth soundlessly. If you say nothing now, you are sure that the man in front of you will immediately lose his temper with excitement and fear.

Although you have said the words many times, your heart is racing like crazy, your belly is tingling and your chest is almost painfully contracting. You’re nervous, nervous like when you had to introduce yourself to the big class full of people.

“I love you too, you idio-” Before you can finish your sentence, the warm lips of Atsumu, which lie gently on yours silence your last words. Full of pleasure you give a quiet whimper, trying to calm your loud throbbing heart in vain. Because your body burns, trembles, is numb and awake at the same time. Your thoughts are going crazy.

Atsumu also gives a relieved sigh, almost as if a huge load has fallen from his shoulders. His arms quickly wrap around your cheeks, stroking your face while his lips open a little and you feel his wet tongue on your mouth. You have the feeling that your body has just gotten warmer, reducing the last distance between you and giving off a gasp as you also open your mouth slightly to allow him to enter. His hand, which stroked your cheek earlier, seeks its way to the back of your head to bury itself in your hair and pull your head back a bit to kiss you better.

For a moment your tongues dance together, your bodies almost link as you interrupt your kiss and look into Atsumu’s excited face. His cheeks are reddish, lips slightly puffed up from your kiss, while his breath lands warm on your body.

“What’s the matter Y/n?” He whispers hoarsely, the expression slightly playful. But you just look at him with a slightly silly grin.

“Did you eat garlic, Tsumu?”

For a moment he looks at you, as if a fuse blew through him. He’s thinking about what you meant by that, before he starts sulking while stretching his head backwards, so that he’s looking at the ceiling.

“Ah shit, if I had known I’d tell you that I love you, that we would be kissing, I would have bitten into a rose and not into a pizza with extra garlic.”

Laughing, you put your head on his chest, looking up at him while he continues to stare at you sulking. “Is there still a slice, bunny?”

“One piece, but it’s already bitten, babe.” He grins and reminds you of all the nights you two sat on the sofa watching series and arguing about who gets the last piece of food. Once Atsumu had licked the last piece and thus reserved it for himself, sometimes you were faster. You were acting like toddlers, but you were having an incredible time. You just had fun with him, always.

“Your tongue was watching if all my teeth were still in my mouth a few seconds ago. Do you think it bothers me that the pizza piece is bitten?”

“Guess not. But give your sexy boyfriend a last stinky kiss. Okay?” He smirks and sharpens his lips playfully to tease you and brings his arms around your body so that you can’t escape. Only so you press his lips away from you, laughing until Atsumu finally gives you a fleeting kiss and you act as if you faint and lean against his chest.

Your loud laughter resounds through the room and your hands do not let go of the other until you are quiet and enjoy the moment in silence.

“I love you Y/n. You, my first choice.” He whispers to you as he gives you one last kiss on your crown.

[alvciaaa]

Getting embarrassed with your Action

feat. Tsukishima, Sakusa

Warning; Angst

t/s; my first ever hc so don’t judge👩🏾‍🦯

Tsukishima

Tsukishima was know for commenting on everything so it was no surprise to we you started dating him

But he never treated you like he does to Kageyama and the rest, he just calls you small and teases you a lot

You knew he loved dinos, he was fascinated by them or something like that

So you decided to surprise him with a giant Dino. It wasn’t that big tho

Your classes had just ended so you decided to go and give it to him at Practice

As you enter the gym Hinata saw you immediately and called you „y/n-san“

You greeted everyone and then headed to Tsuki and gave him the giant Dino

„kei this is for you, you love dinosaurs right“ you stated with a huge smile on your face

Tsukishima smiled but then realized that the whole team is still there so got embarrassed

„y/n what the fuck, i don’t like dinos or stuffed animals“ He said throwing the Dino across the room

„But...“ you tried to talk but the statement of Tsukishima left you speechless

„I‘m sorry...“ you said than ran out of the gym

The whole team looked confused and just surprised they just brushed it off and continued with Practice

Meanwhile you were in the park crying your eyes out

After practice Tsukishima left early to find you

As he did he felt guilty for what he did at the gym, „I’m sorry y/n, I just got embarrassed and got angry“ he apologized

„Embarrassed, what is so embarrassing about giving you a surprise, a gift to my dear boyfriend“ you told him looking him dead in the eye

„Im sorry y/n“ He apologized again

„No,Tsukishima if you get embarrassed by me just giving you a gift then I don’t wanna be in this relationship“ You told him standing up and leaving

„No, y/n I’m sorry“ And he apologized once again

„Fuck, just stop already It’s over“ you Said leaving him alone in the park

Tsukishima had failed

Sakusa

Sakusa was a germaphobe and we all know that

But he was used to you, he knew you would always sanitiz before touching him

So if you would he would flinch a little before resting remembering he saw you cleaning yourself

But sometimes he still keeps a distance from you like when you go on a run he tells you go shower first before you touch him

Your used it so it doesn’t really bother you but sometimes it still hurts

One day he was stressed out because someone had touched him and on top of that the person was sweating

You didn’t know what had happened so you hadn’t known that he was in a bad mood

As you were walking to Sakusa, you were sanatiizing yourself beforehand

„Omi!“ you hugged him from behind

„Ugh stop your dirty“ Sakusa stated pushing you making you fall to the ground

„Huh but-“ you said before being cut off by Him, „y/n I’m already in a bad mood and then you touch me with your germs“ He said angrily

„Im Dirty? Fine I am“ You say before storming of crying

His cousin told him that you had cleaned yourself before giving him a hug

He was shooked, he knew you don’t touch him unless you clean yourself

Sakusa ran of to find you, there you were sobbing in the hallway all by yourself

„Hey y/n I’m sorry, I forgot you’re clean I was just in a bad mood“ He apologized for the scene he caused minutes ago

„Forget it Sakusa, If you think calling me dirty is okey then this is over“ He told him with a straight face

„Sakusa“ he mumbled „…“ He tried grabbing your Hand for reassurance but

„Sakusa if you can’t trust me I don’t wanna be your s/o anymore. It’s over“ You say slapping his hand away and leaving

„…“

© all writings belong to kenzumo 2021. do not repost or change. Reblogging is allowed.

[osamusriceballs]

Eve my dear, I simply MUST get your opinion on this fic idea I had… 👀👀✨ https://quilledinkpen.tumblr.com/post/681984866226782208/ok-listen-hear-me-out-a-haikyuu-x-reader-ficlet

I have a few characters in mind it could be written for, but I wanted to know your opinion and ideas you thought of first 💖💖 love ya~

I‘m hooked. 200% hooked.

THERE WAS NO REASON TO ATTACK ME LIKE THAT AHHH- ���😩

I could totally see this as slowburn with a painfully long time until they even do as much as ✨holding hands✨ - LEAVE ALONE KISS-

Usually when I think of a story I have a certain character in mind but I think with that plot you actually have a lot of options, depending on the vibe of the story!

I could see Oikawa in this (because of the airport setting)- with a funny and sweet story

Or Sakusa/Ushijima if you‘re going for a more serious vibe with loooooot‘s of misunderstandings and ✨awkwardness✨ oh yes, I love it~

Miya twins could be an option- maybe even both at the same time with a love triangle- Atsumu with a flirty setting and Osamu with hidden affection (offering to carry y/n‘s suitcase - MELTING FOR MY FICTIONAL HUSBAND AJSJSKSJSKJ-)

Kageyama could be possible too- visiting Hinata at the other end of the world? Seems like a weirdo at first with sunglasses and his mask but DAMN. He‘s fine af. Would go home with him anytime.

BUT GIRL. TELL ME WHO YOU HAVE IN MIND. I‘M DYING TO KNOW AHSJSJDJ-

Pls tag me if you start writing it, I’m totally up for it 🥺🥺💖💖💖

LOVE YA!! 💖💖

[miyaniacs]

So I asked for comfort a couple days ago because my parents are getting a divorce (tendou, sakusa, kita) I didn’t mention that my parents are making me choose that if I wanna move back to Finland with my mom but I think i will stay

okay soooo - let me just say, that if you wanna talk with someone who has nothing to do with all of this, just so you can rant / talk etc - my messages are open ❤️ - that's for everyone who feels the need to just tell someone what's bothering / troubling them just to finally let to all out - personally for me this always helps 

Also sorry if this is kinda trashy. I’m editing pictures for 3 hours now and and wrote this just now while the pictures are saving ( for real one model is black and  the other white and the other Asian anddd the lightning is all over the place)

masterlist 

Comfort HC : Parents getting divorced 

Sakusa

So he realized that something is off

Your energy is just different

So he comforts you and asks what’s wrong

Anddddddddddddddddd

You kind of brush it off at first

„hahah Yeah my parents get divorced and how was your week? Hahah“

And he’s like : bitch.

He just stares at you and without saying anything else he takes a deep breath and pulls you in a hug

At first he’s kinda stiff and in his head he’s like : omg omg omg germs

But when he feels your arms wrap tighter around him

And he heard those small sniffles

His phobia has to take a step back now. he‘ll just take a 2 hour long shower

Your his first priority now

you two just stand there in the middle of his room for what feels like hours

When there aren’t anymore tears left

He sits down with you on his bed

Sakusa places his fluffiest blanket around you and makes some tea

Now.

He will 100% talk with you about it

And in a really rational way

Telling the pros and cons etc

He will also tell you that you should not think about him when you decide about where you want to stay

If you move back to Finnland you’ll find a way

He just wants the best decision for YOU and YOUR future

If it will be with your mother or your dad

He will still be there for you regardless of the distance

The rest of the day, he helps you relax

Yes. I‘m talking about a massage.

And also bathing time

( if your old enough : also with him in it just enjoy some quality time, talking about nothing and everything and the lasted stupid stuff Atsumu and Bokuto did)

Tendou

Okaaaay

Now

You’re the one initiating it

You told him that you need to talk

And BUM

He’s insecure and serious again

Yes he thinks you wanna break up with him

But when you tell him what’s really up

His insecurities are pushed back

He has to be strong now for you

So he takes your hands in his and you start explaining the whole situation

How your parents feel about this

How they expect you to act

How they expect you to act all grown up

As if all of this isn’t really affacting you

That’s when Tendou interrupts you

“But now do you really feel about this y/n?”

Probably kind of taking off guard but also happy that someone is finally willing to hear like ACTUALLY hear how you feel

Youuuu start stuttering

After a few words the words spill out of you like a waterfall

Just like your tears

You finally reached your breaking point

And guess what

Your safety blanket named Tendou is already wrapped around you

Hands running over your hair and back

Placing kisses on the top of your head

When you calmed down he’s giving his best to cheer you up

Telling you that you won’t get rid of him so easily

“Sorry Baby you signed up for this - all those miles to Finnland are included in the contract”

You two will spent the night at a nearby playground

Blasting music, laughing, acting all silly and stupid

Your probs have some sore abs from all the lauging

Kita

You try to hide it

But

It’s Kita

He already knew you’re about to break down before you knew it

you planned to go out today

But he’s like : nahh let’s stay inside

Good thing you did

One of your parents probably texted you asking if you made a discussion yet

And well your lips start trembling while reading the message

Kita takes the phone out of your hand and pulls you into his chest

That’s why he wanted to stay inside

he knows you better than you know yourself

SOOO in case he was right with his assumption that you’ll break down anytime soon

He got some ice cream and chips and chocolate etc

And I mean he was right

But hny before you get the food

You two have to have the talk

When he hears your sniffing getting softer he gently pulls away

With his thumbs he whips away the last tears and gently kisses you

“Now tell me, what is up?”

And you begin to talk

He’s listening carefully- occasionally nodding telling you that he’s listing/ understanding what you try to say

After you finished he tells you his opinion on all of this

Like Sakusa I feel he’s really rational telling you the facts in the most gentle way but still he’s telling you only the truth

He’ll also makes sure to let you know that he supports you with either decision you’ll make

“Baby, please talk to me instead of keeping it all to yourself”

“I won’t leave you just because you could live in a different country. We can make thia long distance relationship work”

The rest of the night you’ll get to eat everything, cuddled up against him, while taking full advantage of his Disney + account

[thanatosisactuallythanatoes]

Kinda Related to Things That Have Been Haunting Me: A Thread, but not really.

So, First of all, I need idea to name the Demon Slayer/Haikyuu AU.

Second, Sakusa can do the prettiest goddamn nails you’ll ever see. Every month The pillars, the residents of the Butterfly Mansion, and the Chaos Trio (zenitsu, tanjiro, and inosuke) get together for self-care day. 

Sakusa learned to do nails from Kibtsuji (his uncle, don’t think i mention that despite it being the foucus of the AU, oops...) who he like crossdresses and shit. 

So, when the MSBY Black Jackals walk in after a day of training, they are shocked to see Sakusa in the kitchen.

Sure, they knew today was his day off, but they didn’t expect to hear him listening to someone rant and... painting his nails?

“--I’m so done with the teachers, They’re like I’m sure y’all are stressed with this pandemic. Then they assign us a 4 page essay on self driving cars. I don’t give a shit about them. I‘m stressed as fuck because I spend my spare time helping Shinobu in the clinic, I’m surronded my people sick with Covid and injured and some dying. Like, bitch, I’m more stressed than you.”

A door opens onscreen and Sakusa’s laptop shows Shinobu being trailed by some other people.

“Meeting over?” 

“Yep,” 

They all plop to the floor and they just hang out, something they don’t get to do enough.

Sakusa ends up leaving the call as everyone joined on the floor, he was only there to keep Kanao and Aoi company.

Did he finish his nails? Yes. Was he forced to do Bokuto, Hinata, and Atsumu’s nails. Yes. 

The next interveiw when questioned about the nails, they all pointed to Sakusa.

He answered, “So, when I was a kid I was raised by my uncle for a eight years. He cross dressed to escape pursuit from the law. Then, when I was 9, he killed 5 people right in front of me. When the people assigned to go after him found me and took me in. I’m sure at first it was an attempt to lure my uncle out. Didn’t work, got roped into mandatory self care day we have once a month. We do nails and I made the mistake of mentioning I was good at them. So I was forced to do their nails. Two days ago I was on call keeping Aoi and Kanao, my cousins? I guess they’re cousins, company because the legal adults were in a meeting and the Chaos Trio was otherwise occupied. So, when tweedle dee tweedle dum and tweedle dumber walked in on my doing my nails, because it’s a manadatory part of self care day, they forced me to do theirs,”

“I think that’s the most you’ve ever talked in an interview,” Hinata comments.

“The full story is alway required for nails,”

[saglovesu]

𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐

— 𝘽𝙪𝙯𝙯𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 ♡

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CW: lots of swearing, furries (idk if I need to put a warning for that?? I‘ll just put it here like I do w/every kink/fetish related stuff lol), descriptions of violence

A/N: I‘m having WAY too much fun doing these quotes,,, if you want more parts/ other shows let me know!! Requests are open so feel free! 🤍

Atsumu: I think you need to learn how to start seeing things for what they are.

Sakusa: I think you need to learn how to shut the hell up.

♡

Makki: I think the moon having a boner is about as realistic as ghosts.

Oikawa: *laughing* no it‘s not!

♡

Yahaba: in today‘s episode we investigate into the question: are ghosts real?

Kyotani: *shakes head*

♡

Sugawara: By the way, anybody could sketch anybody. Like, I could just- that means if I drew a sketch of you murdering someone back in the day, I could show up to the police station and be like „here it is. Here‘s evidence that Tanaka Ryūnosuke in cold blood, killed this woman dressed as a furry.“

Tanaka: And I feel like you would do that.

Sugawara: and they‘d be like „you‘re right. We had a lot of reports that Tanaka Ryūnosuke is in fact a furry.“

Tanaka: slap the cuffs on those hooves.

♡

Kuroo: so this is part of the recurring theme that you‘ve had throughout this show, where if there weren‘t modern devices you‘d be-

Kenma: I‘d be a monster

Kuroo: - an insane psychopath

Kenma: yes.

♡

Osamu: you hear that ghosts? That‘s Miya Osamu 1, Waverly Hills Sanatorium 0. How does that feel?

Suna [from behind him]: you fucking wimps!

♡

Yamaguchi: the first theory is ridiculous.

Tsukishima: *bursts out laughing*

Yamaguchi: I‘m just gonna say that right now, it‘s ridiculous

Tsukishima: never heard you just flat out-

Yamaguchi: I know, for- for me to say it‘s ridiculous-

Tsukishima: this is a first

♡

Akaashi, counting down: 10,9

Bokuto: 8

Akaashi: I‘m counting in my head.

♡

[in a haunted house]

Oikawa: alright, iwa-chan is doing his lock up in there- oh boy oh god my fucking light just died goddamn it turn back on please please please

Iwaizumi, in the other room: *laughing*

Oikawa: iwa-chan is your lock in done??

Iwaizumi: No I‘ve just got another two min-

Oikawa: *screams* fuck fuck fuck come back out! AH! Come back out!! Come back out!

Iwaizumi, laughing: I got two more minutes-

Oikawa: NO NO!!

Iwaizumi: this is one of the best days of my life.

♡

Atsumu: and the worst part is I don‘t even have my holy water! I went to eight churches today to try and get some holy water and I could not get one bit of holy water so now I‘m going into a demonhole with no holy water!

♡

Tsukishima: I‘m gonna take everything said by a ghost hunter with a grain of salt.

Kuroo: well technically now you‘re a ghost hunter so think about that.

Tsukishima: oh shit.

Kuroo: So I don‘t know if I could trust you.

Tsukishima: uh, I‘m a ghost hunter but I‘d- *stutters*

Kuroo: oh my god did your brain just explode?

Tsukishima: Am I a ghost hunter? I don‘t wanna be a ghosthunter. This is all bullshit!

Kuroo: (wheezes)

Tsukishima: Oh no, do I have to put that on my business card?

Kuroo: yeah „Tsukishima Kei, Ghost hunter“

Tsukishima: son of a bitch

♡

[in the borden house]

Bokuto, holding an axe: andrew this look familiar?

Kuroo: oh my god

Bokuto: *imitates axe smashing his own face* AH! AH!

Kuroo: *laughing* that‘s so fucked up

Bokuto: *imitates swinging axe at kuroo*

Kuroo, still laughing: dude get away from me!

♡

Y/N: that‘s Jodie

Atsumu: the- the doll?

Y/N: mhmm

Osamu: what‘s her deal

Y/N: she will be the overseer of the haunted nursery of dolls that I‘m going to have.

Osamu, whispering to Atsumu: I‘m gonna buy you one of those for christmas.

Atsumu: shut up 'samu!

♡

[in a haunted house]

Sugawara [to the ghost]: I heard you like balls- NO WAIT *laughs*

Daichi: you wanna do a retake on that one? That had to be intentional

Sugawara: I swear to god I‘m not doing this on purpose

Daichi: I mean this is a bit-

Sugawara: *still laughing* no it‘s not a fucking bit I‘m sorry

♡

[talking about a haunted house]

Atsumu: It’s been reported that shadows follow you.

Kita: shadows do tend to follow you though. That‘s sort of how they work.

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[osamusriceballs]

SIMPING HAIKYUU BOYS DAY 2

You just fulfilled one of my Ushijima fantasies! I never realized how unfair it was to start with Ushijima until now and my poor heart still couldn't handle that scenario 😫💖💖 YOU'VE WRITTEN IT SO WELL!

Now, it's pretty hard to choose who's next—how about Sakusa 👀 so you were jogging at the park, then you saw this man resting on a bench as he drinks his water.

You do the magic! 😚

(And also, *whispers* I love you, Eve! 🥺💖) -🤡👀

AHH, I‘M GLAD THAT I COULD SATISFY THE USHIJIMA FANTASIES- it only made me fall harder for him though - SEND HELP 😫

*SCREAMS* I LOVE YOU TOO!! 🥺💖💖

*Simp mode intensifies*

Soo... S-sakusa, huh? (Wow, idk, he is one of the few haikyuu characters that would make me rly rly shy around them- don’t ask why ahhh-) But don’t worry! That won’t stop me from simping hehe~

Let’s do Sakusa- but make him ✨shirtless✨too~

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Your heart beats faster with every step you take, while your feet meet the ground with a loud “Bam” again and again. Air fills your lungs, but they are still burning from the lack of oxygen. You’ve been running longer than usual, and you can clearly feel the fatigue in your legs. The sounds that escape your lips could also come from a dying machine, when you desperately try to catch your breath- 

Could you take a break somewhere?

Your glance falls to the next bench, just a few more steps away. There is only one person sitting there, and the only thing you can see is his dark hair- and a lot of skin. He is shirtless.

Is he a pervert? It might be hot right now, but should be really be sitting shirtless in the middle of the park? But as you come closer you see his smooth skin and his well-defined torso. His incredibly well-defined torso. What the-

Your jaw is wide open when you slowly walk towards him and taske in the sight of his broad shoulders. The muscles in his abdomen move seductively as he chugs a bottle of water. Is that a sixpack? No, that’s on a completely different level. He almost looks unreal, his wide chest on full display, with a bit of dark hair on it. 

He is hot. How can someone look so hot while drinking water?? His abs look as hard as steel- god, how do abs like that feel? How do abs feel in general? You have the sudden urge to experience it firsthand with him.

You slowly realize that you keep staring at him and avert his gaze while you come closer. He shouldn’t think that you’re weird. And there is still the chance that he’s a pervert. 

You suddenly notice that he’s actually sitting on his shirt. Why did he pull out his shirt to sit on a bench? Weird. Hot, but still weird. He slowly closes the bottle and presses it with a deep sigh against his broad chest to cool down. The water drips down to his body- and you need all of your willpower to not drool at the sight. He is not a snack- he is a full course meal.

You gather all of your courage (and breath) to talk to him. 

“Can I sit here?” You’re still out of breath- because of him, or the jogging? - you don’t know, but he doesn’t seem to care. He shortly looks at you and makes his decision in a few seconds.

“Sure.” he nods, and you sit down- next to Adonis.

You feel your heartbeat slowly calming down, despite being so close to him. Both of you silently watch some kids play right next to you, and it’s actually surprisingly peaceful and comfortable with him. But the fact that he’s still shirtless brings the heat to your cheeks back again. Focus. 

You shouldn’t look. At least not too obvious. Maybe steal a few glances now and then. He slowly seems to relax, his shoulders rolling back- god the way his body moves is sinful. He will be your death if he continues stretching.

But then...

One of the kids comes close to you- too close. The ice cream in his small hands is dangerously shaking while he runs towards you. Until he stumbles and-

Everything happens in slow motion. The ice cream falls out of the boy’s hands, and lands on Adonis’ chest. On his bare chest. The kid cries and runs away without apologizing- and you’re startled, still trying to process what just happened. What was that? 

You slowly turn to the dark-haired male next to you- and he stares back at you with wide opened eyes, much to your surprise. 

“Uhm... are you okay? You don’t look so good?” you scan his face- his outrageously handsome face- which looks like he’s in pain. He is still not moving, his body tensed to the max.

“Get it off me. Please. I can’t touch it.” he hisses through gritted teeth, his jaw clenching again and again. You blink twice- he wants you to get the ice cream off his naked body?

“Oh, uhm... sure?” you take a deep breath, mentally preparing yourself for what you’re about to do. You will touch his ice cream smeared chest, you will actually feel these muscles under your hands- and you will try to get him clean.

You gulp hard and slowly raise your hands. 

Fuck. 

They are adamant. Hard and firm under your fingers, even better than you could have ever imagined. Is he an athlete? He must be, with that body. For a second you forget about your task and just touch him, smearing the liquid even further on his chest. Oh my god, what are you doing here in public-

You quickly use your sleeves to clean his chest, while you secretly admire his trained body. You make it as quick as possible though, when you notice how he stiffens under your touch.

It’s over too soon, and he sighs relieved when the sticky and melted ice cream is as good as gone from his body. A slight smile creeps up on his lips when he looks at you- with surprisingly soft eyes.

“It wasn’t as horrible as I imagined. Thank you. I owe you.” 

But you just shrug your shoulders and nod reassuringly.

“Oh- I think I owe you actually. Thanks.”

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MIYALOVER123 - I‘M DYING HERE OMG 😂😂😂 I couldn‘t stop thinking about this all day at work 😂😂

Ugh, Atsumu posing for thirst traps 😳😳😫

Excuse me please, I need a second.

Wet Atsumu after a shower- showing that illegal, broad Miya chest omgggggggggggg *nosebleed*

But he knows how all of his fans will riot when he posts one 😫😫😫

BUT LET US EXPLORE SHY AND EMBARRASSED ATSUMU A BIT MORE 👀

IMAGINE HIM COMMENTING LIKE: “I could imagine that he is a romantic guy. Maybe he just wants cuddles on the first date and waits until the third date for more intimacy.“ 🥺

Author: “NO WAY LMAO- he‘d choke you, and so some REAL NASTY STUFF WITH YOU AND SAKUSA- trust me guuuuuurl“

Atsumu: 🤡

Atsumu: “Omi, can I ask you a question?“

RIZ, I COULDN‘T FOCUS ON WORK AT ALL TODAY, TAKE RESPONSIBILITY 😫😫

THE MIYA TWINS AS ANONS AT SOME NASTY FFS OMG OMG OMG- 😫😫😫 YER KILLIN’ ME OMGG-

*brain stopped working*

Riz, that’s- I‘D DIE.

Atsumu on the outside: cool, flirty, calm

VS

Atsumu on the inside: *INTERNAL SCREAMS*, overwhelmed, “AM I DOING THIS FLIRTING STUFF RIGHT?!“ “WHAT IF I FORGOT TO TURN ON ANON?!“

I will probably spend the rest of the day thinking about the Miya twins discovering their dirty fanfics... RIZ, WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME OMG 😭😭

WHAT IF I FORGET TO TURN ON ANON 😭😭😭 SIR PLEASE YOUR USERNAME IS PROBABLY “miyalover123” PLEASE AND HES ASKING THE AUTHOR LIKE “i hope you dont mind but what do you think about his twin :)”

ATSUMU IS PANICKING WHILE THEYRE NOT ANSWERING LIKE “did i come off as rude?, DID THEY GET THE ASK? WHAT IF THEY WRITE MY BROTHER NASTIER??”

and as usual atsumu posing for his thrist trpas like “will i get a fic outta this?? I cant do it in the shower cap will hunt my head 💔”

THIS IS GOING TO PLAGUE ME UNTIL TOMORROW EVE 😭😭😭😭 IM DEAD 😭😭

[miyaniacs]

“something inappropriate” ( HQ X HP )

UHMMM i was bored? and uhhh sorry @shhhlikeme​ and @saucysamu​ for using your names lol ALSO SORRY TO WHOEVER reads this cringe  ahahahaha I'm just a big af HP fan ( not JKR but I still love HP it’s my childhood.) anddddd I was bored and then this happened??? do you all want me to continue this at some point or not orrr idkkk ( and sorry for typos, couldn't get myself to read through it 

Also some mentions of the OG teachers, yet some of them are still alive and normal - still takes part after the golden trio time

masterlist ( still not finished with linking everything again due to the username change)

“Can’t they shut up?“ you mumble under your breath, the black haired guy next to you chuckles quietly. “Apparently not.“ Sakusa whispers. You roll your eyes at the orange haired boy sitting way too close to you in Transfiguration. “And then the snitch turned and I was like WAHHH and turned too and it was pure chaos BUT ” --“ Mr. Hinata, could you please save your story for the end of class?“ McGonagall raises her voice and stands right in front of him. Hinata‘s face turns white and he nods. “What a bummer i wanted to hear the end.“ Oikawa sighs. You look to your right and see him smirking down at you.  “Let me guess, you caught it?“  you roll your eyes and he winks. “How‘d you know?“ he whispers. “Bitch I watched the game.“ 

Class finally ends and the three of you make your way to the Great Hall. 

“OY Iwa, find a way to make this orange shut up or I will do it.“ Sakusa says and sits down on the table. “Seriously how do you do it?“ you add. “Do what?“ he asks. “Be in the same house as him.“ you sigh.  “Why do you think I‘m on this table and not on the one on the other side of the hall?“ Iwazumi rolls his eyes. “Uhm? Because of me? Your beautiful and talented boyfriend?“ Oikawa says dramatically. “Most likely not.“ Iwazumi raises an eyebrow at Oikawa, who‘s hand clenches over where his heart is, “That hurts.“. 

Sitting down across form on of your best friends you wave your hand in front of her face, “Kaylaaaa? You‘re starring is way too obvious.“ you laugh as her mouth opens and closed again until she decides to pout. “Sorry but how can I not stare.“ she defends herself. “Yeah okay, true.“ you give in. “Hey! Hands off. I saw him first.“ she playfully snaps back at you. 

“PLEASE GUYS. MAKE THEM STOP!“ All of you turn around and see a disgusted Atsumu followed by Osamu and Kim.

"What did they do now?“ Oikawa asks. 

“Just... everything.“ he whines and sits down next to you. 

“Yeah we did everything but definitely not while you were in the same room.“ Osamu rolls his eyes. 

“OMG GURL-  WHAT?!“ Kayla exclaims and looks at Kim, “where is our update?“ 

"Yes where is it? She needs some excitement in her life.“ you laugh. 

“I mean you could have some if you get your ass up and finally start talking to Aran.“  Kuroo adds. 

“And how do I make it not obvious?!“ She huffs annoyed. 

"Well... He‘s friends with our friends? Also you’re close to Bokuto and he’s extremely close to Aran...“ Kuroo states. 

“Not as close as he’s with Akaashi though.“ you mumble. 

“WAIT they made it official?“ Kim squeals. 

"As if - But Bokuto makes it quite obvious“ you laugh.  

"Uhm? Back to our how to male Aran fall for me plan?“ Kayla snaps her fingers trying to get the attention back. 

"I mean.. I‘m in the same House? I could ask him what yeh thinks about you?“ Kim suggests.  Kayla and you stare at her blankly. "Wow, I love you but you’re stupid.“ Osamu sighs. “Our lovely innocent Hufflepuff.“ Oikawa coos. 

“Hey. He’s also a Hufflepuff.“ Kim pouts.  

"Yes- but he is still ARAN fucking OIJRON!“ Kayla  looks at Kim as if she’s crazy. “He‘s literally the Cedric Diggory of our generation.“ Iwazumi admits. "Well... let’s hope he isn’t or else Kayla crushes on a soon to be dead boy.“ Kuroo snickers, earning a smack on his head from Osamu. “NOT FUNNY.“ you glare at him and roll your eyes. "Sorry sorry.“ he mumbles and his hand moves up to where Osamu just hit him. 

“Well... Kayla your chance to embarrass yourself is here.“ Sakusa smirks. 

"Hey - ya‘ll want to come with us to the lake after classes?“ Aran asks, shyly throwing glances at Kayla, who‘s unable to form words.  

"We‘d love to.“  Kim quickly answer and smile at the three boys standing in front of her.

"Sorry, Atsumu and I got detention.“ you smile bitterly. 

"At this point I’m not surprised anymore.“ Osamu raises an eyebrow. 

"Hey - Lockhard is annoying.“ Atsumu defends himself. 

"Annoying yes, but apparently not as stupid as the both of you when he caught you skipping his class.“ Akaashi states.  

"Wait ... is this where the rumor came from?“ Bokuto asks. 

"Which rumor?“ you asks and start panicking.

“Yes Bokuto.“ Akaashi says and looks at you before he adds, “the rumor that Lockhard caught two students doing something... inappropriate.“ 

[osamusriceballs]

Hi!! I’m so glad requests are open aaaa. How about a fem s/o that does yoga👀 Not sure who to pick so do whatever ya want with this! I hope you have a good day💞

WATCH ME WRITING THIS AS FIRST REQUEST BECAUSE I LOVE THE THOUGHT AHHH 💖😫 and you did not mention nsfw, so this is sfw! Pls I‘m proud of myself, insert praise here

MY CHOICE- my poor heart always skips a beat when someone says that-

OKAY OKAY! HERE WE GO! LET‘S PARTY! 💖 LOVE YA!

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Kageyama x Reader, Futakuchi x Reader

Warnings: None

Words: 650

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Kageyama

Two words: BLUSHING. MESS.

At first he was just interested in what you‘re doing

Watched how you did the most complicated twists with your body

Milk boy will be like 😳 *silently impressed*

Are these moves any good for playing volleyball? 

If he only could be more flexible like you-

It sure seemed handy for Sakusa-san

So all is well at the beginning, he even asked some questions, and he was definitely interested in joining you

But at some point he noticed that your pants were very see-through

Like very much see-through...

And that was his overkill

Rip Kags

Poor innocent Kags

Will desperately avoid staring at your body, cause it just doesn't seem appropriate to him to see you like this

Like:

Good boyfriends shouldn’t stare when your ass is up in the air during yoga

But the way he couldn't stop staring at your ass though

Excused himself to go to the bathroom at some point

“What took you so long? Did you catch Hinata‘s weak stomach?“ you teased him, your head between your legs

Wtf how do you do that actually

Kageyama, you’re not the only impressed one here 

Me too, milk boy. Me too.

“N-No. I’m fine.”

When he desperately avoided looking at you, and you thought that he was bored, and didn’t ask him to join you again

But next time:

He comes all ready with a yoga mat you’re like: “Wait- whut?”

Kageyama actually wants to join you- cause he 

1. enjoys spending time with you

2. wants to learn some new moves for volleyball

But he will sit in front of you- he cannot afford to get distracted by you

But you don’t mind as long as you can laugh about his first attempts to do yoga

Futakuchi

Press F for respect Futakuchi

I swear he is so different compared to Kageyama

Will shamelessly look at your body when you bend like a pretzel

And oh my god- the comments from him

They will make you blush, but also make you want to accidentally punch him while doing the sun salutation 

Will only participate if you beg for hours, cause that boy is STIFF like the iron wall

“Ugh- I don’t want to.” 

“Oh, come on, Kenji. I always watch your games, so you could at least watch me.”

“Watch you? Doing that move?”

He points to the TV with a wide grin

“Try to stop me.”

That’s how he ended up watching you- and being so NOT HELPFUL OMG FUTAKUCHI, PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER AHSJHAJKAS, YOU’RE A CAPTAIN AFTER ALL

“I think you need to spread your legs a bit more.”

“Shut up, Kenji- I want to see you doing that!”

“I sure as hell wouldn’t make a face like that.”

“Yeah? Show me how it’s done then!”

That’s how he ended up on the floor, trying to put his feet behind his head- unsuccessfully

“Shit, y/n, how did you do that?!”

KRRRRRTSH

His pants tore

F

He is actually a bit embarrassed, but will try to hide it

“Kenji, that’s what you deserve when you brag like that!” you laugh, and damn, Y/N!

You unlocked blushing Futakuchi

A rare sight

Pls savor that moment forever

But both of you still had lots of fun, and believe it or not: But you wouldn’t have to convince him to participate next time

He would voluntarily sit on the couch and watch you

Wearing grey sweatpants- just in case he wants to join you hehe

[osamusriceballs]

Okay nvm i read it before my phone died and affldhlsjd AHHH THAT ATSUHINA MINUS TEMPO QUICK!! Faldjsksks and then all i could think of was "I said thank you I designed it" tiktok song while referring to Kagehina's minus tempo quicks BUT AHHHH!!! - 🥛 (sorry for the word vomit)

Holy sh- that chapter- GOOSEBUMPS OMG

I‘m here like- OMG 😭😭🥺 THAT MINUS TEMPO FROM THEM- look how proud Osamu looks too omg 😭😭💖

Atsumu is an amzing setter- the fact that he was able to do the quick with Hinata is really something, it shows that not only he has improved, but Hinata too!! 😭😭💖 Love him so much 😭 and Atsumu‘s thighs omg

Kageyama‘s face after he saw it omg 😫💖💖 HE IS ON FIRE NOW!!

And I found this scene really impressive too- Sakusa in full action, and Hinata looks so cute when he‘s impressed 😭🥺

And let’s not forget about our dear Ushijima pls 😫💖 his impressive spike, I can almost FEEL the impact- and Bokuto was also amazing- I LIVE FOR THE ENERGY BEAM!! 💖💖

I‘m so 😳😳😳 THAT WAS AN AMAZING CHAPTER ✊🏻

[osamusriceballs]

OMG DID YOU KNOW THAT SAKUSA AND KOMORI ARE COUSINS?! Like what?! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DUCKING SHIP THEM NOW? WHAT DO I DO WITH THIS INFORMATION?!?!?! Istg if iwaoi/bokuaka or any of the other ships turn out to be cousins/step siblings too I'm gonna deactivate and delete myself bc I've read too much dojins of them.

I read it yesterday, and well...  

Just- JUST LOOK AT THEIR SMILES OKAY?! LIKE I CAN‘T EVEN BE ANGRY WHEN I SEE THEM LIKE THAT-- 💖😭

I really love them as cousins, and their relation is more than just family bonds- Komori can deal with Sakusa‘s phobia and Sakusa really like Komori and spends most of his time with him, and you can just see how much they like each other 😭

AND DON’T GET ME STARTED ON THE USHIWAKA AND SAKUSA MOMENTS OMG-- LIKE JUST FOCUS ON THEM NOW, I DIDN’T SEE THIS COMING-- the handkerchief- 

But: I feel your pain like- they literally look nothing alike omg— and NO, NO FURUDATE, IF YOU DARE TO TAKE BOKUAKA OR IWAOI I‘M GONNA RIOT!! WE‘RE NOT IN ALABAMA OKAY?!

Just- just don’t think too much about it- like you didn’t know and we all had no idea, that was just FURUDATE-

And I’m gonna delete myself too, if BokuAka, IwaOi, or KuroKen are related- omg just no, Furudate, show mercy