#suga we're going down

[chaoticpuff17]

yandere au

part 1  part 2 part 3 part 4  part 5  part 6  part 7  part 8  part 9  part 10  part 11  part 12   part 13  part 14 part 15  part 16  part 17  part 18  part 19  part 20  part 21  part 22  part 23  part 24  part 25

[chaoticpuff17]

Oh my god babe! It’s perfect 😭

SUGA, WE'RE GOING DOWN by Chaoticpuff17 ○ TRAILER (yandere!au)

Hello!! It's been a while y'all. You know, shit is heavy, life is hard and stuff... HOWEVER - I've finally managed to get into trailer making again and of course it is for one and only the queen of all the yandere fics herself @chaoticpuff17 ♥ I myself cannot wait to see what's next for Y/N and Yoongi, so I hope this might help to seize the wait chummers ♥ The trailer will be premiered on the 14th of February precisely (I'm so sorry) at 6:00 AM CET simultaneously at 00:00 AM EST. Go and read the story, give my queen the love she deserves ♥ Enjoy xx

Happy Valentine from me to you ♥

[kings-highway]

haikyuu airport headcanons bc im in an airport. no particular order. shipping involved.

- Daichi has never missed a flight and somehow everyone manages to make fun of him for this. never forgets to pack anything. always finds his gate on time. "lmao loser," Suga says, missing 2 bags and lost as fuck across the airport. he will not make his flight.

- Hinata and Kageyama navigating an airport is nearly a crisis. They can never agree on the right way to go and especially during layovers will often end up outside of security. The first time they travel with Tsukki + Yama as a group it's like a goddamn miracle because they dont need to rush and everything goes smoothly.

- on that topic, Tsukki and Yamaguchi have travel down to a science. these bitches have checklists and schedules and just get in and out. Tsukki keeps the boarding passes and Yamaguchi counts the bags and they split snacks on the plane and just nail the whole affair

- Noya and Asahi are the most experienced travelers and have been to so many airports and you'd think this makes them good at airports and it does not

- Ushijima has never gotten through security without being searched.

- Oikawa likes airports an unreasonable amount. Bitch thrives in liminal spaces. "Lets go check out which stores are open," he says, as Iwaizumi begs him to let him sit down and nap during their layover

- Kenma has airport anxiety. "We're going to miss our flight. What if our gate changes?" What if there's a delay?" He does not like putting his schedule into the hands of an Airline. Rightfully so, he loses his luggage an obscene amount.

- Kageyama and Hinata fighting and causing a ruckus in the airport and security has to come over to talk to them

- Tendou and Ushijima are generally really prepared and on top of things, but they just seem to have the worst luck. They got stranded at an airport during a layover for like 14 hours and went through every stage of grief. It doesnt help that Ushijima is really practical and good at accepting circumstances ("I'll just sit here and wait") but Tendou is highly emotional ("I'm going to eat the next airline associate that tries to talk to me.")

- Daichi is often seen standing alone in airports. This is because no matter who he's traveling with, he's probably waiting for them to catch up.

- Aran thought he was a good and functional adult until he saw Kita's itinerary for their travel plans and how neurotic he was about making sure everything on time. Kita will pre-measure and weigh all luggage to know exactly whats going on. Looking at airport layouts days before to memorize what needs to be done.

- Atsumu and Osamu have never made a flight on time. The best they can hope for is sprinting across the airport at full-tilt. This is a common occurance.

- Oikawa makes friends wherever he goes so he doesnt mind long layovers, he'll just sit and chat with whoever is around to pass the time, but one time he did leave with a group to check out a store without saying anything and Iwaizumi was lost for 30 minutes

- Asahi has so much anxiety with airports. Too many people. Too many deadlines. Bad vibes. One time a guy in an airport gave him incorrect directions to a gate and he missed his flight and he has never recovered.

- Kuroo "Yeah we have tons of time" Tetsurou is a menace to airport staff and has never budgeted enough time.

- Tsukki is a master at packing efficiently and this is exclusively due to wanting to avoid others complaining. He can pull basically anything out of his carry-on to prevent whining on a 5 hour flight. Yamaguchi uses him like a vending machine.

- Daichi once got mistaken for an airline worker and ended up with a whole group of people he was helping find their gates

- Bokuto loves traveling and flying. He finds it so fun and exciting. This is probably why Akaashi hates traveling and flying.

- Suga secretly likes layovers because he secretly hates planes and cannot stand sitting still for that long. He always pretends it such a hassle to have to wait but its the best part of the travel day when he gets to buy himself a muffin and bother Daichi for entertainment.

- Ushijima, Daichi, Kenma, and Asahi are all team "No PDA in an Airport!!!!!" whereas Tendou, Suga, Kuroo and Noya are all team "We have 2 hours to kill let me make out with you!!!!"

- Yamaguchi has sooooooo many reward points. Tsukishima doesnt even know what he's doing to get them, he's just a master of good deals and specials.

- Mile High Club Members: Iwaoi, Bokuaka, Ushiten, and Asanoya

- Wannabe Mile High Club Members who cannot convince their boyfriends it'll be okay: Suga

- Wannabe Mile High Club Members that will NOT admit they think about it: Yamaguchi, Hinata, Kageyama, Aran

... well im boarding soon so thanks for reading ig

[dumpywrites]

Cat-astrophe - Min Yoongi / Suga

Summary: Your pet cat keeps going to your neighbor’s apartment and it’s a problem. 

Genre/tags: Fluff-ish, strangers to ???, minor mention of anxiety.

Pairing: Yoongi x she/her reader

a/n: cus we're all soft for long haired Yoongi, right? hehe

It had been officially a month since you had moved to a new apartment place. You loved the new place honestly. It was cozy and the neighborhood looked nice. There were many convenience store nearby and the street was always still busy until late at night, making you feel a little bit of secure when coming home late.

While the place was nice it had one tiny downside. It was rather on the far side from your workplace. It took you an hour of bus ride just to get home from the office, so some days could be more tiring than others. And today was one of those tiring days. 

It was around nine at night on a Monday. Having to work overtime for the deadline and missed the bus, really dreaded you out. You were both tired and hungry, arriving home only to find that your pet cat was missing. It really just was not your day.

To say you were panicking would be a bit of an understatement. Cookie was barely a four month-old cat and had a very tiny body. All the negative possibilities start filling your head and you were horrified by all of them. Not to mention how it was basically forbidden to bring pets in the apartment complex. It was one of the policies but you couldn't help it since Cookie was a rescue.

When you arrived at your apartment lobby with a cat snack on your hand, there wasn’t that many people there. You walked past a guy by the front desk, who had medium-length black locks and fair skin, with headphones dangling on his neck. You began to call your pet’s name as soon as you were outside the lobby, but suddenly you felt a light tap on your shoulder. 

“Are you looking for a small black Bombay cat?” It was the same guy who just walked past you.

“Oh my god, I am! Have you seen him???” You said, your voice was a little bit shaky. 

“He’s in my place, I’m on the seventh.” 

“Oh, me too!”

“I know.”

“Oh.” You said, surprised at how stoic he sounded saying that, but didn’t further question him on it. “I’m so sorry for bothering you, can I go get him now?”

“Sure, I was just gonna go up as well.”

When you both entered the elevator, you made a mental note to ask his name or at least introduce yourself. He was a neighbor after all. It was pretty silent inside the lift and you just hoped he didn’t hear your stomach rumbling ever so slightly. You took a deep breath, bearing the hunger for a little while. 

When the elevator door opened you followed him from behind as he led you to his door. When he stopped at his front door, your eyes were widened in shock. 

“You live next to me?!” 

“Yeah.” He said casually and unlocked the door. "I've seen you multiple times."

You chose to not further question and followed him but stopped when you had only took two steps in, because technically, the homeowner had not really officially permit you to come in. The guy seemed to notice how you just stood awkwardly and looked back. 

“You can sit down for a sec, I’ll go get him.” 

“Oh, right… yeah. Thank you.” You said awkwardly and walked to sit on his couch. 

A few seconds later the man came back with your cat in his embrace. Cookie was clinging on his tshirt before he tugged him and gave him onto your lap. 

“Cookie!” You called, almost teary. 

“I think he jumped from your balcony to mine. Make sure to close your balcony door next time.”

“Thank you so much, I owe you… uh…”

“Yoongi.” 

“Thank you, Yoongi.” You repeated and introduced yourself in return. “I’m Y/N, and if you ever need anything please let me now.” You said as you stood up, already making your way out. 

“Also, thank you for not reporting it…”

“No problem.” Was all the guy said and by this point you figured he was not much of a talker. 

You bid your goodbye to your neighbor, which only gained a small nod before he closed the door on you. You walked to your door and let Cookie down as soon as you got inside. Sighing deeply, you began to feel your stomach rumble again, this time it rumbled quite loudly. Your feet were aching from standing on the bus and now your body finally got on how tired you were. 

Cookie meowed and immediately went to his cat bed and laid down. You sighed and smiled at the small creature. 

“You little rascal… you’re lucky I love you.” 

You then went to your kitchen to cook yourself some instant ramen. 

The next day you went to work and had to take another overtime. Unfortunately you had to for the rest of the week until your current project was done. It was exhausting but you had to make it and mostly thinking about the bonus pay from it helped quite a bit. You spent the next few days the same, repeating the schedules, and the tiring work. 

It was almost ten at night that you arrived home and found out Cookie had gone missing again. For some reason your first instinct was to knock on your next door, in hope the neighbor who once helped you, could lend you a hand again, and hoping maybe Cookie just ran to his place again instead of being gone somewhere where it wasn't safe for him.

You knocked on the door and didn’t get immediate answer. You waited for what felt like five minutes, before the door opened and you were greeted with the sight of your neighbor with wet hair. He had a small white towel around his neck and the hoop earring that you saw him with before was absent. His skin looked glowing, you probably needed to ask about his skin care routine later.

“So sorry to interrupt you, I was wondering if Cookie might have gone to your place again?” 

“He’s right there on the couch.” He casually pointed. His expression was straight and had you wondering if he did not mind it, bothered, or simply didn’t care. 

You slowly walked to approach your cat and bent down to its level. “Cookie, you need to stop this…” You tapped the cat's nose, as if scolding the poor cat would do anything. 

“He jumped to my balcony again, did you forget to close the door?” 

“But I made sure to close it this morning…” You looked at your neighbor, who walked closer to inspect the cat. 

“I think he knows how to turn door knobs, since he’s quite a jumper. You need to lock the door.” 

“I can’t believe this little demon…” You sighed, fingers still stroking the purring cat. 

“He’s… alright.” 

You were slightly taken aback by the response and looked up to him, but much to your disappointment, his expression still looked the same. You were about to get up and excuse yourself, but you notice a small steel bowl under his dining table, half full with what you assumed to be cat milk (I mean, it would be weird if it was his, duh!). 

“You also have a cat?”

His eyes followed yours. “Oh, that. I got it the first time Cookie came here, I figured he must be thirsty since he came in around noon time.” 

“That’s… that’s very nice of you.” You looked at him and smiled. Somehow him addressing your cat by his name sounded lovely. 

“You can have the rest of the milk if you want, since you’ve figured out how he escaped and all…” 

“It’s okay, you can keep it! Just in case he ran into you again…” You chuckled but then stopped after realizing how that just sounded like you did not mind troubling him with your cat continuously. “I mean… I’m sorry, I’ll make sure he’ll never escape again.” 

“It’s alright, I’ll keep the milk for now.” He paused for a second, rubbing the back of his neck. “Just in case.”

You looked at your neighbor and couldn’t help but to feel all warm inside. He seemed like a nice person and from the looks of it he also liked your cat. 

“Thank you so much, Yoongi. I’ll be taking this little guy here then...” You smiled at him and stood up with Cookie in your arms. 

“I got some dim sum…” 

You looked at the guy questioningly. 

“Do you maybe want some?” 

“That’d be too much, it’s okay, you go ahead and eat.” You politely declined. Although you were hungry, you could bring yourself to bother your neighbor any more than what you had done. 

“Have you eaten?” 

“Y-yeah?” You asked, afraid you heard it wrong. 

“Have you eaten?” He repeated. “If not, then I insist you take some.”

“I…” You wanted to lie, but at this point it would come off as rude if you refuse him again. “I actually haven’t. Thank you very much though, I feel so bad that you’re being this nice to me.”

“You can just eat them here.” 

“I don’t wanna disturb—“ You were awkwardly cut by the sound of your stomach rumbling. 

“You’re not disturbing me.” He cleared his throat and looked away. 

That was embarrassing. 

And that was how you ended up sitting down on your neighbor’s dining table, eating dim sums. 

In silence. 

This Yoongi guy really did not like conversation it seemed. He was sitting down on his couch and had turned the TV on. The volume was on but not quite loudly, and Cookie was on his lap, sleeping as he occasionally stroked the cat’s head softly. Funny that somehow you could see some resemblance of Yoongi with your cat.

“So… how long have you lived here?” You bit your bottom lip as you waited for his answer. You kind of regretted asking as soon as the words came out from your mouth, afraid it would be awkward. 

“Around ten months or so.” He paused. “No, I think it’s been almost a year cause I spent two months overseas.”

“Really? What were you doing overseas?” You regretted asking again. Looking at how quiet Yoongi was, you didn’t want to ask too much or indulge into too much conversation, afraid it would be too much for him. 

But much to your surprise, he answered. “I’m a producer. I was working for this artist and all the work had to be done in America.” 

“Wow, that sounds amazing!” You said. At this point you no longer were sitting facing the table, but to him. “Who was the artist?”

“Uh… Halsey.” He replied while looking at the TV screen, seemingly to avoid your stare.

“Oh my god???” You gasped. “That’s incredible! So you’re like crazy talented?!”

“I’m alright…” 

“You should show me some of your work someday!” You said enthusiastically. When Yoongi did not reply to it and stayed silent, you cursed yourself internally. “I mean compared to what I do that’s like really amazing.” You chuckled nervously. 

“I’m sure you’re great at what you do.” He looked at you, a small smile was on his lips. 

You realized it was the first time you saw him smile and it made your heart raced rather faster than usual. It was the first time you saw him with facial expression other than his usual poker face. 

“I’m just a normal product designer at a very normal company.” You shrugged. 

“Don’t downplay yourself like that. You work very hard.” 

“Thanks…” You replied shyly. 

After finishing your food, you got up and went to wash the dishes, which immediately got stopped by the homeowner. He politely told you to go back home and rest. Which again, you could not thank him more for. 

You took your pet in your arms and said your goodbyes to your neighbor. Right when you arrived back in your place you came to realize something. Yoongi did not eat with you and there was only one portion of the food. While it could just meant he had already eaten beforehand, you felt giddy, thinking about another possibility. Was this a crush you sense forming? Frankly speaking, you could not care less. You were welcoming the possibility with open arms.

— 

Friday finally came and you were ready to take it in. The days of working with your company project was going to an end, which meant you no longer need to work overtime after this. The thought of it put you in a very good mood. 

This time right after arriving home, you walked to a nearby chicken restaurant and grab some not only for you, but also for your neighbor. You wanted to repay his kindness the past few days. After changing into some comfortable clothes, not to mention the multiple times you had to re-check the outfit in the mirror for some reason, you took your cat in your left hand and the food in the other. You knocked on your neighbor’s door hoping he was home. 

And he was. You were greeted with his silence but he opened the door wider as soon as he saw your face without question. One thing that caught your eyes though was how he was dressed up like he was ready for a night out. He wasn’t in his usual sweatpants and baggy t-shirt, but instead in a ripped wide legged jeans and a light blue shirt, unbuttoned, with a plain white tee underneath. He looked handsome. And here you were, in your so-called comfy outfit that you were starting to regret.

“Before you ask, no, Cookie’s right here.” You smiled awkwardly as you raised the small cat in your hand for him to see. “I’m just here to drop by some chicken I got for you… as a thanks for your help these past few days.” You handed the plastic of food to him. “Alright, that’s all…”

He took the food from you hesitantly. “You don’t wanna come in?” 

“Aren’t you going out or something?”

“I was… but you are here.” He said, sounding unsure. 

“That’s ridiculous, why would I stop you from going out?”

“I was gonna go to your place…” 

Your mouth formed a small O shape, unable to form a word. He was going to your place? But what for??? The butterflies in your stomach were having a blast. 

“But you’re all dressed up…”

“I was gonna change back.” He sighed, running his hand through his hair, which made you gulped at the sight. “I knew this was a bad idea I shouldn't have listened to Hoseok—”

You stopped his rambling. “What do you mean?”

“I was gonna ask you if you wanted to go eat together at that one Chicken restaurant nearby…”

“Oh.” You widened your eyes.

“Yeah.” He looked at you, biting his cheek in annoyance. 

“This is awkward.” You chuckled. 

“Whatever, just… just come in first.”

You saw Yoongi putting the plastic of food on his table. You offered help after putting down your cat on his couch and walked to his direction. Both of you plated the food in comfortable silence, it felt oddly domestic and you liked it. At this point you were used to him being not talkative and see it as his charm. 

After you took the plates to the living room, Yoongi suddenly came back with cans of beers and soju in his hands. 

“We’re drinking?” You said with an amused grin. 

“You can drink, right?” 

“Sure, but can you?” You playfully eyed him. 

“Don’t challenge me.” 

You could see how he was trying to hide his smile, and it brought colors to your cheeks. 

—

You did not know how you got in this situation. Five episodes in randomly rewatching Avatar The Last Airbender and you both were drunk. You were resting your head on his shoulder as you watch the screen. It seemed like the booze gave you confidence, or made you shameless, or both, but the guy didn’t complain so it could be a sign of a good thing. While you could see Yoongi holding his alcohol better than you, he was not completely sober either. 

It was at this very moment where you saw things through a pink tinted lense. Had Yoongi’s hair always looked that soft? Had he always looked this handsome? You began to question things you should not be questioning.

“Why didn’t you change your clothes?” You randomly asked. 

“Do I look bad?” He replied, eyes still on the screen, hands stroking the sleeping cat on his lap. 

"Of course not, I just feel severely underdressed now..." You chuckled.

He eyed you from top to bottom, which made you nervous, but he shrugged, seemingly to not have any problem with your clothes.

“You look… handsome.”

“You think I look handsome?” He suddenly moved to face you, making you move to look at him as well. The tone of his voice sounded like he was teasing more than asking a question.

You nodded and bit your lips. “And you kinda look like Cookie.” You giggled. 

He raised one of his eyebrows, clearly not satisfied with your answer. 

“Your eyes…” You began to ramble. “They look just like Cookie’s, and when you look annoyed, or just your plain expression… you look like a cute cat.” 

“Really…” Yoongi hummed. 

“Yup!” You giggled like an idiot. 

You failed to notice how at this point, Yoongi has put Cookie down from his lap to the floor. His face only inches away from you as you kept rambling. 

“Your hair look so soft… like a cat’s fur.” You reached your hands closer to his hair, but stopped mid-way, scared he’d get uncomfortable. 

Yoongi surprised you again by grabbing both of your wrist and putting your hands on his hair, letting you stroke his head slowly. You saw his expression softened and as you kept playing with his hair, he closed his eyes. You swore you heard him purr. 

“Pretty.” You said with a drunk smile. 

“Hmm. Pretty.” He mirrored. 

“Okay, call me crazy but why do I kinda wanna kiss you right now.” You said, totally losing the battle with your common sense. 

Yoongi chuckled. “You’re crazy.” He ran his fingers through his hair, looking to the right. “I like it.” 

—

To be frank, you could not recall what happened after. You recalled some bits of karakoe-ing? Singing random PSY songs in your broken Korean using a bottle of whiskey as your mic. That was probably all? You couldn’t think while the throbbing headache was present in the room with you.

So why were you now in a bed that was not yours, wearing a t-shirt that was too big for you and was clearly not yours, also for heaven’s sake, WHY IS YOONGI SLEEPING NEXT TO ME??? 

You froze. Did you??? There was no way. Sure you found him attractive and all, and you definitely had this huge crush on him, but you couldn’t just sleep with a guy you barely knew. Besides your headache, your body didn’t feel any pain, so that was probably a good sign. What if he was just that gentle? Okay, you need to stop thinking at once before you started a whole fiction about you and Yoongi in your head.

When you turned your back, you felt the other side of the bed shifted as well. 

“You’re up?” He asked with a raspy voice. 

“Yeah.” You said, still back-facing him. “We didn’t… you know…”

“No, we didn’t.”

“Oh, okay good.”

Yoongi did not answered to that, but instead you felt him scooting closer. 

“I’m sorry, this isn’t probably how you’d wanna spend your weekend.” You chuckled. 

Your breath hitched when you felt a hand over your waist. “Is this okay?” He suddenly stopped when your body tensed at his touch. 

You nodded, heart beating too loudly for you to form any sentence. 

“This is nice.” He said, resting his forehead on your back. 

When you stayed silent, he took your hand and turned you over to face him. Heat immediately took over your body as soon as your eyes meet. You noticed he was back in his usual home attire, oversized tee and sweatpants. His hair was messy, but it seemed like universe had its favorite cause he still looked good. 

“You know, I haven’t had good sleep in… weeks.”

You were surprised by his sudden confession.

“It’s half past eleven now, and it’s not even ten minutes after I woke up…” He tittered. “My anxiety has been getting worse the past month and out of nowhere a black cat suddenly jumped to my balcony, meowing non-stop while I was working.”

You looked at him, letting him finish his talk. This was the most words you had ever heard coming out of Yoongi’s mouth and it made your heart flutter. 

“I haven’t been caring. I’ve stopped caring, for a while now. Seeing you care so much for such a small creature… I don’t know, it feels good. It makes me wanna care.”

“Yoongi…” You cooed, caressing his cheek. "It's not true, all you have been since I first met you until this moment, was caring."

"I'm sorry if it feels like it came out of nowhere but I feel at home with you and I don’t know why...” He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “Yet, at least.”

“I… like this too. A lot actually.” You said shyly. 

“I would like to get to know you more if you’d like.” He was being honest and exactly to the point, no flirty bullshit to spice his sentences.

“I’d love that...” 

Suddenly you heard a low meow from under the bed and Cookie jumped into the bed, joining you two. Apparently his bedroom door was left opened and none of you noticed how Cookie had entered. You giggled and he smiled as well, the widest smile and the most genuine you had ever seen from him, as he took the cat and cuddled both of you close.

"I think it's about time you give me your number..." You squinted at him playfully. "You know, so we don't repeat the whole chicken restaurant accident again?"

“Okay, but promise me first you won’t apologize again after kissing me.” He chuckled. 

“EXCUSE ME WHAT???”

— 

“Okay, call me crazy but why do I kinda wanna kiss you right now.” You said, totally losing the battle with your common sense. 

Yoongi laughed. “You’re crazy.” He ran his fingers through his hair, looking to the right. “I like it.” 

“I can be crazier if you open that whiskey.” You wiggled your eyebrows.

Yoongi just shook his head, smiling at your silliness. He stood up and went to grab his Hibiki anyway, which earned a shout of celebration from you. 

Things escalated quickly after opening the bottle. Somehow you were starting a drunk karaoke session which followed by many dance breaks. You ended up crying when a sad song randomly came up in the playlist and when Yoongi asked why, you replied. You replied with your lips on his.

In your head it just made sense. It was his lips’ fault for looking so juicy. Yeah, totally his fault for looking so hot that it was driving you insane.

None of you moved and it only lasted seconds before your mood turned sour again. 

“I’m so sorry I didn’t mean…” You pushed him gently. “Oh my god, you’re so gonna hate me!!!”

“Hey, calm down…“ 

You started to panic, tears now forming in your eyes again. “Please don’t hate me, I just wanted to kiss you…” You cried. 

“Okay, I think that’s enough drinking—“

And you puked. 

Yes, Yoongi did see your lilac colored bra when he helped you change into his t-shirt. But that’s a secret between him and little Cookie. 

Thank you for reading! 💎

part 2 is here!

[educatedsimps]

— "best brother ever!" tiktok trend with hq men

≪ back to fics masterlist

hq character x gn!reader

a/n: just some more crack filled headcanons while i churn out the rest of the requests 🫡 saw a vid of someone doing this and i was thinking of how the hq characters would react to it LOL hope you enjoyy

cw: fluff, humour, swearing oops, mild suggestiveness towards the end ?

The trend:

"Babe, come 'ere!"

Curious, your boyfriend stepped into the living room where you had your camera set up on a tripod pointing towards you. When he reached your side, you pointed at the camera and explained, "We're gonna do a tiktok trend so just stand here, okay?"

He nodded, before smiling a little and waving at the camera.

Grabbing onto his waist protectively, you spoke to the camera. "If you wanna get to him, you're gonna have to get through me first."

Then you leaned up and kissed him on the lips. He smiled into the kiss, happily kissing you back. Pulling away, you gave him a side hug and turned to the camera, dropping the bomb with a shit eating grin on your face.

"Best brother ever!!"

The reaction:

atsumu and oikawa would scream. and i mean scream. like they're in a horror movie or smth "AYO WHAT THE FUCK???" with all the dramatic facial expressions and hand gestures like bro shut up my eardrums are gonna explode 💀

tanaka, nishinoya and bokuto are the slow processors. they'd just keep smiling and would only get it right before you stop the video. he's HORRIFIED and whipping his head at you like "WHAT DID YOU SAYYY" you cannot stop laughing and poor guy's probably traumatised.

kageyama, hinata and ushijima would be confused. like "why'd you say that? i'm not your brother" or even better, "you don't have a brother" and you'll be looking at the camera like jim from the office like does he not get it ?? 😭💀

akaashi and shirabu would stand there staring at you with the most incredulous look on his face. he'd lowkey be judging you and be like "wHat..." sorry babe it's just a prank 🥰

semi would choke on his laughter and shove you away saying stfu but he'd be laughing about it and he'd probably help you post it afterwards. this man is so... HAHAHAHA i love him 😂

sakusa would also shove you away saying stfu but he's lunging to grab the phone so you can't post it (you'll still post it anyway LOL)

tsukki is all three of the above. would look at you with the MOST JUDGY face on earth before shoving you out of the camera frame saying stfu

kenma, osamu and suna would have the most DISGUSTED look on his face and you can't help but laugh at how his face is scrunched up and pinched together

kita would have the most disappointed look on his face like you'd honestly regret doing the tiktok (it's still funny tho. 10/10 would post)

iwaizumi would freeze, slowly turn to you and stare at you with the same face he made when oikawa asked him "iwa-chan, are you my mom?" HAHAHAHSJHJVF GOODBYE

daichi and suga would be like "bruh". nothing else. just pure "bruh" 😐

matsukawa, hanamaki and kuroo WOULD GO ALONG WITH IT HAHAHAHA "yeah best lil sis/bro ever" AND THEN KISS YOU ON CAMERA AGAIN, EVEN DEEPER THIS TIME 💀 then you'd collapse laughing together

tendō would turn his head, look at you with a loving smile and say "what the fuck did you just say?"

asahi would not know how to respond so he's just standing there looking between you and the camera like "huh..."

futakuchi "this ain't alabama, babe..."

extra thoughts!

after you record all that, iwaizumi and akaashi (he a freaky one 👀) will smirk, smack ur ass and say "best little sibling ever" before kissing u deep 🫶 do what you will with that information

also if tsukki was in a good mood, he'd prolly play along but in the most sarcastic way possible HAHAHA like "yeah, best little sibling ever" before kissing you out of frame lol

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[ticklygiggles]

Board game nights | Sawamura Daichi, Azumane Asahi & Sugawara Koushi

Commissioned by @ticklee-sunshine

A/N: I hoooope you enjoy thiiis Suuunshiiiine 💞 as always, I apologize profusely for the delay *sobs* I hope you like it! It was fun to write these cuties. This is based on this post, sent by Sunshine hehe ❤️

Summary: Ah, nothing like enjoying a night with your lifelong friends and... a stupid board game.

Adult life was difficult, but exciting at the same time. Getting a job came with more responsibilities than just doing homework and playing volleyball, but it was always rewarding. However, adult life was also a very busy life; a kind of balance between work, relaxation, family and friends, but Daichi had become very accustomed to it. He loved his job and he thought that he had a very nice grip of things in general, but he couldn't lie, many times he was so tired that he wished he could stay in bed for five days straight. 

When all his activities began to take their toll on him, he knew perfectly well that there were two people who were there for him and, although it was a little difficult for one of them to come from Tokyo to Miyagi, they always managed to meet up and spend time together. 

It was just one of those days. Daichi, Asahi, and Suga had made plans to spend Friday night together at Suga's house. His apartment was always so cozy and for some reason, Daichi thought it always smelled like cookies. The three of them had eaten dinner and had a couple of cans of beer on them, just enough to make their heads feel just a little light.

They spent much of the night reminiscing and laughing at not only themselves, but also their little and, in Suga's words, adorable kohais. Daichi soon began to feel the tiredness in his shoulders disappear and the stress of the week dissipating. He needed this and he knew Asahi and Suga did too. 

“Hey,” Suga chuckled, wiping a tear of laughter from the corner of his eye. “Remember that game?" 

Daichi tilted his head to the side. “What game?” 

“Oh no.” There was horror in Asahi’s features, but a little smile pulled at the corners of his mouth. Daichi was even more confused, especially when Suga got up with a bright grin and disappeared into his room, coming back a few moments later with a Jenga box. Both Asahi and Daichi gasped, their cheeks flushing.

“Oh my goodness, why do you still have that?!” Daichi said, chuckling a little as Suga sat back down on his side of the table at Daichi's right. He pulled out the tower of Jenga pieces and it was as if a hurricane of memories flooded his head, making him laugh lightly. 

“Oh please, don't tell me we're-” 

“Our dear designer will go first!” Suga interrupted Asahi, pushing the tower between them. 

“Why me?!” 

Daichi laughed. A little bit of excitement swirled in his chest. He still remembered perfectly well the day when Suga, of course, had proposed to alter this Jenga game. It was a normal game: pieces of wood that you had to take out and place on top, but with the peculiarity that on each piece there was a small inscription, made by Suga himself, with a permanent marker. 

Daichi could see that the letters hadn't worn off at all, even after playing for so long on the weekends when they were in high school. On each piece a small punishment or 'dare', as Suga called it, was written and all of them, absolutely all of them, were related to tickling. Tickling a body part for a certain amount of time, enduring being tickled without laughing, doing something stupid to avoid being tickled, Suga had come up with all sorts of ideas that had really blown Daichi and Asahi's minds. The work of a true sadist, Asahi had said at the time, earning himself a second round of tickling just because. 

“Loser will pay for breakfast tomorrow, okay?" 

It wasn't like Daichi or Asahi could say no... and it wasn't like they wanted to say no, either. Daichi had to be honest, he was excited to play again, and from the goofy smiles on his friends' faces, he knew they did too. Especially Suga. 

Asahi whined, but he reached out, his hand shaking slightly as he pulled the first piece out. He immediately tried to pull it on top, but Suga snatched it off his hand and read the inscription out loud: 

“Three minutes of tummy tickles.” 

Asahi whined again, almost kicking his legs like a child throwing a tantrum as he grabbed the block from Suga's hand and carefully placed it on top. Daichi laughed and pulled out his phone, setting the timer. 

Poor Asahi was already laughing even as he lay on the floor, infecting Daichi and Suga. Both men stood on either side of Asahi and Suga immediately lifted up his shirt, exposing his toned stomach. 

“I hope my tickling abilities aren't too rusty,” Suga said, wiggling his fingers just above Asahi's tummy, making him squirm and whine. “Ready, Dai?”

“Why are you asking Daichi if-”

“Ready!” 

“Gahahaha!” 

The laughter of the three echoed throughout the house as four hands descended against Asahi's stomach. The former ace immediately curled up into a ball, trying to protect his stomach, but there wasn't much he could do with four hands on him. Daichi's fingers ran quickly up and down and back and forth, scribbling all over the warm skin. Suga, on the other hand, dug and vibrated his fingers forming a claw against the center and sides of Asahi's belly, right around his navel. 

“S-Stahahahap!” 

Daichi chuckled, “you certainly are still ticklish, huh?” 

“And I certainly haven't lost my touch!” Suga chirped, giggling when he made Asahi squeal and jerk heavily to the side. 

Daichi felt like he was back in high school and laughed happily along with Asahi and Suga until his phone rang, signaling the end of the two minutes. Asahi sighed, quickly pulling down his shirt and laughing when Suga mischievously poked the side of his tummy. 

“Dahahaichi! Suga is ch-cheheating!”

“Don't worry, it's his turn now.”

Suga looked up with wide eyes and said something about how it was unfair that it was his turn already when he had bought and taken care of the game, but as they settled back around the table, Daichi and Asahi looked at him with mischievous smiles and he had no choice but to take out a block. 

“It says 30 seconds of side tickling,” he said, barely turning to look at the block, but before he could place it on top of the tower, Daichi grabbed his wrist and snatched the block from him. “No!”

“Oya?” Daichi smirked, turning the block around so the other two could see it too, Asahi leaned forward to read it, Suga groaned. “Ticklers’ choice + two minutes.” 

“That is so unfair!” 

“I ask for his ribs,” Asahi said, totally ignoring Suga as he looked at Daichi with a smirk.

Daichi nodded, “then I'll go for his hips.”

“Hey! Why are you guys being so mean?!” Suga yelled, but he stay laid down against the floor, Daichi and Asahi quickly hovering over him. “W-Why do you have to ch-choose such horrible s-s-”

“You can start now, Asahi!”

Suga began to squirm under their hands. Asahi's light, gentle, almost shy fingers carefully dug against his ribs and into the ticklish spaces between them, rubbing circles and squeezing and pinching, knowing Suga was weaker to harder tickles. Meanwhile, Daichi's fingers pressed against Suga's hip bones, rubbing circles that had Suga bouncing his hips and moving them from side to side as if he was dancing. 

“He's so ticklish, isn't he?” Asahi asked, giggling when he found a pair of ribs that made Suga squeal. 

“He truly is. What's the matter, sensei~? Can't stand a little tickling?” 

“I'm gohohonna kihihihill you!” Suga cackled, his hands weakly trying to push at Asahi's. “It's beheheheen mohohore thahan two m-minutes!” 

Just as he said that, Daichi's phone rang again and that was when the adrenaline started running through his veins. It was his turn! He has always had very bad luck in these kinds of games! 

“I feel so bad for you,” Asahi said, patting his back and Daichi reached out to pinch his side. Asahi giggled, pulling away. 

“I do too,” Suga chuckled, already recovered from the tickle attack as he carefully placed his block on top of the tower. “Anyways, go ahead, Daichi!” Oh he was so ready to destroy it. 

Daichi picked a wooden piece and pulled it out ridiculously slow, causing Suga to yell at him to hurry up. Asahi laughed, but Daichi was sweating as he read the block. 

Oh heavens. 

He looked at both men. “I- I think we should- ah!” 

“What does it say?! What does it say?!” 

Asahi read the lines out loud after taking the block from Daichi's hand and Daichi, rather childishly, covered his ears to not hear, as if that could be of any help.

“Hehe, it says ‘big prize! Getting tickled in your worst spot for three minutes with your arms and/or feet pinned down!’.”

“N-Noho, please! Let- Let me choose another one, yes? I- I- n-no! Nohoho!” 

Both Suga and Asahi launched themselves at him, knocking him to the floor. Each one grabbed one of Daichi's wrists and pushed them up over his head, exposing his most ticklish spot: his underarms. Daichi shook his head, giggling like crazy. 

“Please, no! Plehehease, please, s-somewhehere ehelse!” He begged, looking up at his merciless captors, but he knew he had no way out of this. 

Asahi set the timer as he still begged, shrieking as Suga acted as if he was going to start tickling him already, letting his hand fall towards his armpit before stopping it just a few centimeters away from his weak spot. He was already pink in the face and he couldn't stop giggling as the others tightened their hold around his wrists. 

“Plehease! G-Guhuys, I really can't-” 

“Aaaand… now!” 

The feeling of Asahi and Suga's fingers on his armpits was simply indescribable. Every nerve under his arms set off and the sensations traveled to his brain like little jolts of electricity. The laughter that poured from his lips was loud and hysterical. It had been so long since he was tickled like this, he could barely stand it. 

Daichi laughed, begged and screamed for them to stop, but he was almost certain that, at most, only five seconds had passed of the three minutes that awaited him. 

“P-PLEHEASE! N-Not thehehere!” 

Suga and Asahi giggled and chuckled, their fingers digging, pinching, rubbing, prodding and just doing about anything they could think of to tickle Daichi's poor, exposed and ticklish armpits. They knew how to tickle him so well, they had already so much experience and they truly hadn't forgotten about anything. 

Daichi cackled and howled, shrieking ridiculously loud as his legs kicked and his body squirmed from side to side. He was surprised he couldn't free himself from their grip, he did a lot of training at work, but there he was, being reduced to a laughing mess by some tickles to his armpits. 

“What's the matter, policeman~?” Suga teased, giggling loudly. “Can't stand a little tickling? Let's hope no criminals know about your weakness!” 

Asahi laughed, shaking his head. “You are terrible. Daichi, tell him something, don't let him mock justice like this!” 

They were both terrible! Daichi felt his face getting hot and he tried to say something, but he just couldn't, not when he was laughing like that. 

“Five… four… three.. two… one… zero!” 

Daichi collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily as he tried to stop the laughter that continued to flow out of him. He didn't even have the strength to lower his arms, but Suga and Asahi helped him... by tickling him again. Daichi immediately lowered his arms, writhing on the floor. 

“G-Gohohoodnehehess, this g-game is teheherrible!” 

“You're just unlucky, or should I say, very lucky?" Suga giggled, poking Daichi's ribs and tummy until he sat back again, letting out a long sigh as he put his block in olace. "Okay, Asahi, you're next!” 

"This can't get any worse, right? Oh..."

"Let's see," Suga chuckled, taking the block from Asahi's hand and grinning wildly at the words. "Three minutes of feet tickling with brushes~"

"Plehehease, d-don't! Anything buhut thahat!"

Daichi thought perhaps it wasn't that he was unlucky in this game... Suga simply was, indeed, a sadist!

[yuyu1024]

I missed you

Pairings: Yoongi (Suga) × y/n

Genre/tags: idol secret dating

Warning: language, making out, semi public sex, pet names, fluff [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 1.40k

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

Note: repost. Check pinned post for more ♥️

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He have been touring for a while. You wished you can accompany him and see the world with him but that's impossible. You have your own work and you can't risk people seeing you in every tour stop. It's for your own protection and also for his career. You don't want to ruin his career.

It maybe romantic to scream yo the whole wide world that he is your man and you both love each other so much. It's not always the best option.

But since it's been months since the last you saw him, you planned on going to one of his stop. You saved enough money and Vaction leave credits so you can stay for a week for him. Since he will be staying as well for work too.

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Admiring the view from your balcony, you can't help but smile like a little kid while taking pictures of the sky, the buildings and everything you're seeing.



(Photo not mine. Ctto)

You got tense a little as hands snakes around your torso. "Having fun?" But the second you heard his voice, your body relaxes. You lean back, head on his shoulder and giving him access to kiss you on your neck. "I'm sorry, I'm a little late... we got caught in traffic on our way back."

"It's fine. I understand." Moving away from his embrace, you face him and admire how dashing he looks. "Your hair got longer..." you then tug his hair behind his ear.

"Well, you said you wanted to see me with longer hair so... I grew it out."

"Did I?"

"Yes, mentioned it before..."

"You really do pay attention to everything I say..." you giggle on how cute your boyfriend is. This makes you feel happy.

"It's because I love you..." he moves closer to you, making you walk back a little. Your lowerback now is leaning on the fence of the balcony. His face is just inches away from yours, "I missed you so much..." he say staring at your parted lips. "Wait.. You're wearing make up?"

You look away, a little embarassed. You're not the type to actually put make up all the time. Yoongi is used to seeing you barefaced since you two always meet in hiding. Either your apartment or his.

"Well, it's been so long since I've seen you... and... maybe... you've seen quite a few beautiful ladies around the world so..."

He snorts a laugh. He tries not to laugh but you can see how his shoulder is shaking trying to supress it.

"Yah!" You slap him by his shoulder, "what's so funny? Am I a joke to you now?"

"Oh, babe." He wraps you up in embrace, his hands, one at the back of your head and one at the back of your neck. His thumb lightly caressing you. "You know how much I love you... I don't care about other women. My eyes, heart, body and soul is just for you... my Y/n..."

You lock your arms around his torso. "I love you too... so much..." you nuzzles your face on his chest. "I missed you so bad... this have been the longest we were apart."

"I know..." he kisses the top of your head and then reaches for your chin to lift it up. "I've missed you to... and.." he pauses to kiss you. He does it with a very longing feeling. He is not rushing every move but he's very much leading the whole kiss. You can feel how he savours each lips to lips friction.

"Yoongi," you say as you lips parted from his, "I think we should get inside... we are exposed here..."

"Why? Don't you love to make out here? With this view?" His body is closer to yours. So close that both of your clothes are the only thing separating you both.

"I do..." You push your hair away from your face, "but don't you think... people might see us...?"

He leans down and begins kissing you on your neck then your exposed shoulder. You didn't realized he had already slipped the strap of your dress down.

"Yoongi..." you moan but you still try to stop him. "Babe..."

"We're on the 28th floor. We are facing the ocean... the other buildings are far away. They will not notice us..." he says quietly

He grabs both your hands by the wrist, throwing them around his neck for you to hold onto. He then takes one of your leg up around his hips. Pushes the skirt of your dress away, exposing your legs and giving him an easy access to your panties.

"Please...babe... allow me..." he runs his thumb over your already wet core. "I want to have you now... promise... I will be careful... if you're worried anyone would see us... I just..." your foreheard together, his eyes closed shut as he rub his thumb on you.

You didn't answer him yet. You want answer but your so indulged in the moment.

"Ah! Yes..." You hold on tight around his neck. You feel a sudden weakness on your body as he continues to rub your clit. "More... Yoongi... more..."

"Did you miss this?" He whispers to your ears. You nod. "How about this?" He pushes your panties to the side and slides one finger in.

"Fuck! Ah! Y-yes..." you cry. Your grip onto his shoulder like its life or death. "Please... so good!"

Yoongi slowly pushes another digit in you making you quiver with pleasure. "I love how you sound..." the rythm of his pushing in and out of you is making you go crazy.

"Please... I want you..." you says looking into his eyes. "I want... you..."

He picks you up like a bride. "Let's go inside. It's getting cold."

"I thought... you want to try do have sex here... for a change..."

"We can if you want to.. but I realized I don't want you to get sick. You get cold so easily..."

"Oh, okay."

"Plus, I don't think they are ready to hear us do this all night... maybe some other time. For now... all of your orgasm is mine to hear and enjoy."😈

[blackberrybuds]

mini essay about tsutsujio tamemichi & the use of dr. kan's hands as a metaphor for rape

ive been thinking a lot about tsu and kan recently so i wanted to dump some thoughts lol. cw for things involved with their stories like medical trauma and sexual assault and such

i think tsu is a masterclass in writing a metaphorical rape scene. i know that he genuinely faced sexual assault by kan, but i wanna focus on the idea that his heart surgery was a metaphorical rape in and of itself.

for background, during tsu's first year working at KFTI, he got in an altercation with dr. kan that lead to dr. kan beating him so badly he broke four bones, including his pelvis and almost every bone in his arm. we're told that he needed a lot of recovery time, and that during this recovery time, dr. kan pulled him for an experiment that involved performing open heart surgery on him.

we're told that the anaesthesia used was localized and not general, meaning he was awake for the surgery. we're told it was for the expressed purpose of seeing how he would mentally cope with the experience of being awake for something like that. that's the background we're going with. we then see how that affects tsutsujio and how he describes it.

tsu has chronic arrhythmia and heart palpitations. when he gets worked up, his body starts shutting down, which makes him panic and makes the entire thing worse. every day hes having these little spirals where he thinks hes gonna die. this is why he refuses to leave the office and head to OMS - he's afraid that if he does, he'll have an episode that requires kan's intervention, and kan won't be there to save him.

we also see him describe the process in a very specific way: the use of kan's hands.

[416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] Actually no im pretty sure nobody here understands me at all because I keep getting stupid fucking advice and critique from people who havent had his hands in their open fucking chest

he says that nobody can understand how he feels because they haven't had kan's hands in their chest. kan's hands are inside his body. his wording here is very important, because it's going to come up again in this thread, and then again further in the future. for now, let's focus on how it comes up in this thread.

[416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] I feel like his hands are on my shoulders all the time [416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] I feel like no matter what I do or where i go his hands are always on my shoulders [416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] I feel like if i look down im just going to have handprints all over me [416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] I dont know why he makes me feel like that [416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] I cant leave because his hands are always on my shoulders and i cant ever be comfortable because his hands are always on my shoulders and nobody cares or questions it because oh its not that big of a deal its just his hands on my shoulders [416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] my body feels wrong how the hell am i supposed to just live like that forever i dont want to [434334633/ Dr. Suga] You feel violated. [416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] Right like i do but like fucking why should i [416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] God this is so stupid why do i always sound so stupid [416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] I just dont want his fucking hands in my body he fucking hurt me

he describes kan as always having his hands on his shoulders. he describes this as a feeling that's incredibly distressing, and says that nobody questions it because it seems so innocuous - just a hand on his shoulders. suga points out that he feels violated, and tsu agrees, but can't explain why. he then describes the feeling in a much more visceral way - "I just dont want his fucking hands in my body".

the language tsu uses alludes to much more than surgery. this isnt how people describe surgery in a normal context. the idea of someone putting their hands inside of your body holds connotations that feel much more intimate than medical. the descriptions of being covered in handprints corroborate this - he's not talking about medical feelings. he's talking about feelings of having his body violated, feelings that are intimately tied to the idea of sexual assault. this is further emphasized by the presence of his conversation partner - suga.

suga is the absolute picture of sexual violation within staffside. the way suga is described is the picture perfect image of purity. he was young and naive and eager to help. he was almost ethereally beautiful. he was pretty and weak and vulnerable. he was a virgin. the interesting framing device in tetro is that we don't learn any of this until after we've known him for some time. when we're introduced to suga, he's sick and vomiting and exhausted and on the brink of death. we meet him as his story is nearing its climax. only a short while after meeting him, he's put under anaesthesia and raped by dr. kan. this became one of our first central plot points of staffside.

suga's entire arc is about the trauma of sexual assault and how it eventually kills him, for all intents and purposes. we follow him as he's completely devoured by his trauma and his feelings of utter violation. pairing him with tsu in this scene is meant to show the connection between the two. staffside is drawing a comparison between suga's experience and tsu's experience. you're meant to associate them. they both feel horribly violated.

and then we find out that tsutsujio was molested during a medical exam.

it would be easy to take this information and write off the metaphorical rape that was tsu's surgery. it would be easy to dismiss it as no longer important or relevant now that we know tsu was genuinely molested and not just metaphorically assaulted. however, if anything, i think tsu's recount of being molested actually serves to greatly strengthen the connections between his surgery and the idea of rape. let's look again at how he describes the assault.

[416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] Again seriously its not that serious its not like what happened to Suga [416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] Stuff with his hands I guess [416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] Which again is stupid because obviously the Suga thing is worse so please dont get hung up on this like seriously

another mention of kan's hands. he describes his molestation as something that took place with kan's hands.

[416276122/ Dr. Tsutsujio] And it was just one time and it was just with hands like it not like that

his hands again. tsu's focus often comes back to kan's hands. it's the only way he describes his molestation in any capacity. we don't get any details beyond the fact that it was done with kan's hands. kan's hands themselves in this case are portrayed as a weapon of assault. the hands that molested him are the hands he claims to be constantly all over his body and on his shoulders and inside his chest. the connections drawn between the use of kan's hands for sexual assault and the use of kan's hands for tsu's surgery are incredibly clear and further drive home the point of tsu's surgery being used as a metaphor for rape.

let's take a look at other mentions of kan's hands in similar contexts. this is the first time we ever get a mention of kan's hands.

[840070420/ Dr. Tatematsu] Out of curiosity, was it DURING that event that you told her you were getting handsy with her husband? Before? After?

tatematsu uses very specific phrasing to describe the sexual relationship between kan and seki. she refers to kan assaulting him as getting handsy.

[154314147/ Dr. Toranosuke] Hence why I'm reaching out to you two! I'd like to borrow Minase. [796285914/ Dr. Hattori] Me? [840070420/ Dr. Tatematsu] Absolutely out of the question. Keep your grubby hands in your own department.

kan claims to want to "borrow" minase. minase is someone kan has expressed lust for in the past - he's pretty, he's blonde, he's got the same borderline ethereal beauty that kan assigns to suga. when he says he wants to borrow minase, tatematsu tells him to keep his grubby hands in his own department. another mention of kan's hands.

[155402844/ Monomoko] He has other methods as well. Ones you might be familiar with by now. Dr. Kan is at his most content when others are entirely reliant on his hands.

this is one of the more prominent uses of the metaphor of dr. kan's hands. monomoko doesn't just say kan needs people to be entirely reliant on him; she says he needs them to be entirely reliant on his hands. his hands are almost given a sense of being their own character in the way people describe them. consider the people we know are reliant on kan to survive: tsutsujio, seki, suga, genki and zenjaku. if he didn't care for tsu's heart, tsu would die. if he didn't medicate seki, seki would die. if he didn't continue to care for suga through his coma, suga would die. i have no idea what he does for genki, but we've been told that without his support, genki would die as well. if he didn't provide zenjaku with the BMS box, he would die. every single person reliant on kan for survival is someone he has sexually assaulted. tsutsujio is the only one of the four who wasn't outright raped, which is where his surgical metaphor becomes even more prominent. it acts as a rape. it feels like rape. to him, it is rape. and here, we see monomoko describing these four people he has raped as entirely reliant on his hands. its another association between kan's hands and rape.

now, we get into the most blatant evidence for the idea that kans hands represent rape.

WHERE KAN. KAN KAN KAN KAN. i kNOW iT wAs HIM. HE LOOKED AT HER, HE DID. WITH HIS. HIS GROSS HANDS!!! HE DOES THINGS!!! HE DOES THINGS TO THINGS!!! hE. HE TOOk her, I KNOW HE DID. WHERE IS SHE?!?! wHERE IS SHE?!?!?! DID HE - NO!!! no. he WOULDN’T - wOULDN’T HE?!?!??!?!? OH GOD!!!!!!! WHERE SHES COLD!!! SHE’S COLD AND I CAN’T FIND HER!!!!!!! HE HAS HER I KNOW IT!!! I KNoW IT. HE TOUCHES EVERYTHING AND HE RUINS EVERYTHING AND NOW SHE’S GONE. hER FuR. HER fur…soft, soFT, and NOW SHE’S GONE!!!!! SHE’S GONE!!! HE TOOK HER. WHY. WHY. WHY?!?! WHY?!?!?!?!?!! WHERE HES HURTING HER. I KNOW HE IS. hES - hE'S DOING THINGS TO HER!!! THINGS. HE DOES THINGS AND SHE’S GONE AND I CAN’T STOP IT!!!!!!! hIS HANDS. hIS FILTHY HANDS. ON HER!!! ON HER!!! I CAN HEAR HER CRYING. sHE’S CRYING. SHE’S CRYING AND I CAN’T STOP IT!!! OH GOD I CAN’T STOP IT!!! WHERE wHy. why hE DO THIS. Why HE. tOUCH eVERYTHING THATS MINE!!! hE ALWAYS TAKES MY THINGS, ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS!!!! hIS EYES. HIS EYES WERE LOOKING. ALWAYS LOOKING!!! I CANT. i CAN’T DO THIS. WHERE IS SHE. WHERE IS SHE. WHERE It’s darK. sHE’S nEVER QuiEt. ShE’S never THIS QUIET. He MUFFLED HER, I KNOW HE DID. he DOESNT WANT ME TO HEAR HER CRYING!!!!!!! BUT I CAN. I CAN HEAR HER ANYWAY!!! hE THINKS I CAN’T. BUT I CAN!!!!!!! HE DOESNT WANT HER TO BE MINE!!! BUT SHE’S MINE. MINE!!!!!!! WHERE wHEre IS shE. IS sHE SAFE?!?! IS SHE STILL SAFE???!?!?!? DID I LEAVE HER HERE?!?! WAS IT ME??? DID I DO THIS?!?! no. No. IT WASN’T ME. IT WAS KAN. IT’S ALWAYS KAN. IT’S ALWAYS HIM AND HIS HANDS AND HIS EYES AND HIS SMILE!!! HE TOOK HER. HE TOOK HER AND HE’S RUINING HER!!!!

the maru logs contain an incredibly chilling description of kan's hands used as a metaphor for rape once again. in my mind, this is one of the most nauseating depictions of kan's inflicted trauma in tetro. in the maru logs, we see the jumbled thoughts of nemoto genki depicted as a terminal. throughout the staffside story, we are repeatedly nudged towards the fact that during genki's deterioration, he was raped by kan. it's something that many people seem to understand and that genki himself seems to still carry the pain of even after losing his memory.

here we see genki in a state of extreme distress after dr. kan took away his comfort item as a form of sadistic punishment - a stuffed sheep. sheep and lambs have extremely strong connotations when it comes to symbolism - they're purity, innocence, gentleness and youth. we see that literally ripped away from genki by kan's hands, and genki immediately begins to violently spiral into hysterics.

kan taking the sheep is, in my opinion, a direct metaphor for rape once again. he is literally ripping a symbol of innocence away from genki, and genki reacts accordingly. he completely melts down, insisting that kan is "doing things" to this symbol of his innocence, and that he's ruining her with his gross, filthy hands. "it's always him and his hands". another case of dr. kan's hands being treated as a separate concept to himself. his hands are a weapon, and we see genki completely lose it as kan uses that weapon to rip away his innocence once again. this isn't a connection that the reader needs to force - it's incredibly clear. genki reacts to this as if it was a rape. he cries about violation and filth and ruining. genki seems to go as far as genuinely thinking that kan would violate the sheep itself - directly violating the symbol of his innocence and purity. directly raping his innocence. he reacts with appropriate horror and distress. kan's hands are once again used in this disgusting, violating context.

but kan's hands continue to come up.

Hibari visibly tensed and vocalized his pain throughout the process, but Kan appeared unfazed. He made several inappropriate comments, including, “You should appreciate that I’m being hands-on. Many would leave you to suffer with less care.”

kan describes himself as being hands-on with zenjaku, and says zenjaku should appreciate it. kan has repeatedly stressed a perverse interest in zenjaku and his body up to this point, and would later go on to physically rape him during a moment alone. having this treatment associated with kan being "hands-on" is another glowing example of the metaphor of his hands.

i think tetro is incredibly effective at not only depicting kan's hands themselves as a metaphor for rape and violation, but then also successfully executing an incredibly poignant metaphor for rape in the form of tsutsujio's surgery. kan's hands are rape. by putting them into tsu's body, he violated him and left him with a trauma that tsu describes in an extremely intimate context. anyone affected by kan's hands is violated, because kan's hands represent violation.

im not sure how much more of this we'll get in the future but i just wanted to get my thoughts out - let me know if you see any other interesting examples of this in staffside or let me know if you disagree completely and think im reading way too far into this LMAO. i just wanna hear peoples thoughts

[chaoticpuff17]

Ok but the way I literally screamed and then raced to re read suga we’re going down swinging when I saw the new chapter ( like 6 months after it was posted 😭😭)

Literal chills tho at the way tae and yoongi are working together that’s diabolical

I am so sorry I don't post more often for SWGD. I'm hoping to wrap up the story fairly soon though. I feel like it's coming to a natural conclusion.

Thank you so much for reading!

[eepystars]

Carmel Chocolates

Summary: Reader experiences sensory issues which soon stumbles into an overload. The team does everything to help as the reader regresses further.

Fandom: Haikyuu

Characters: Karasuno team

Pronouns: You, ungendered terms but implied male reader

Age: 3-5

Nickname(s): Little One, Bubs/Bubas, Baby

Catagory: Angst to Fluff

Type: Small Fic

a/n: age regression is not a kink. it is a state when a person mentally reverts to a child. all of my fics will involve the au where age regression is known and accepted. I will also be using my own experience with sensory overload to write this fic, so if there are things that you do not relate to 100% im sorry :(

Also this is not proofread, so if you find mistakes please let me know :3

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Everything was too loud. The sounds of volleyballs hitting the gym floor, the boys yelling and screaming, and the coach correcting everyone. It was too much. You tried to calm down, focusing on your breathing as you looked around. It was too bright. The white overheads and the sun glaring through the window was making your head hurt. Your breathing got a little faster as you tried to ground yourself. Your nails dig into your palms as you try not to look so frazzled. As you went into a deeper state of panic, the voices got louder and the lights brighter, only helping to worsen the situation. With your panicked state, you didn't realize the worried stare of Yachi. It was getting to be overwhelming.

Eventually you decided enough was enough and ran out of the gym as quickly as you can. The sun only made everything worse. Your footsteps were ponding against the pavement-- you didn't even know where you were going. The tears finally flowed from your eyes as you stumbled onto the ground. You couldn't catch your breath, harsh whimpers escaping as you tried. You were sobbing now, breaking down in who knows where. The tears escaping your eyes came out so fast you didn't even realize the shoes in front of you. The figure, blurry from your tears, crouched down to your spot on the floor. Cool hands brushed the tears away and covered your ears from the sounds around you.

You didn't know whose hands they were-- more focused on the cooling touch and the blockage of sounds. It was getting a little better, however the sun was still glaring into your eyes. You were still crying, but, slowly, you started to stop. Eventually, your vision cleared up enough to finally be able to see. It was Suga, which made a lot of sense. "'m sorry.." you mumbled to him. It was embarrassing to react like that in front of your team. He only gave you a gentle smile in return.

"It's ok, little one. No need to cry anymore," he hushed. His tone was gentle, no ounce of malice. "You're ok, little one."

You let out a couple of sniffles and nodded. "T'ank you," you mumbled, giving him a shy smile. You were feeling better knowing he didn't mind. "Let's get you back to the gym, alright? I'm sure the rest would love to know you're alright," he said with a smile while rubbing at your hair. He waited a little, watching your cautious expression as you thought of an answer. "Okay!" you told him cheerily. Maybe the others would be quieter after you're back! His smile brightened as he helped you up. You had some scraps from the fall, but you weren't bleeding. "Hold my hand, bubs, we wouldn't want you to fall again." He reached his hand out and waited for you to hold it. You nodded and held his hand, letting him lead the way back.

By this point, you were pretty deep into your regression, and Suga knew. His gentle coos, soft touches, and bright smiles told you everything. The fuzz was taking over as you watched your steps. You were too engrossed in watching your footprints behind you to realize you finally made it to the gym until Suga stopped walking. "We're here bubs. You ready to see them?" He turned towards you as he asked, looking for any sort of rejection. You give him a simple nod. "Ready!" you smiled. "Alright little one, let's go inside. He held your hand as you both went inside, helping you over the edge.

You blinked, letting your eyes adjust to the dimmed lights in the gym. You soon realized that there was little to no sound-- no squeaking of shoes, no balls smacking the floors, and even the lights were lowered. You looked around to find everyone staring at you. The stares made you feel a little flustered which made you want to hide behind Suga... so you did. You heard him laugh after you hid, making you flush a little. "It's ok, little one. They won't judge," he said. You just whined, not really wanting to face them.

Then, footsteps were heard, coming in your direction. You peak out, seeing a majority of the team coming your way, all with smiles on their faces. Daichi reached you first. "Hey there little one," he said just above a whisper, "Do you feel any better?" He was smiling so gently at you. It made you feel all warm and safe, so you responded. "Mhm... feel better but I fell." You showed him your scraps. "Oh bubs," another voice rang out, "we should get that cleaned up, hm?" You turned to face him, Yamaguchi, and shook your head. "It's gonna hurt! A lot!"

Yamaguchi let out a small laugh and walked a little closer. "Is it ok to see them a little closer, little one?" You thought about it for a moment. "Mmmk..." You hold your hands out, letting him see the brunt of the damage. "Awe, looks like they're just scraps! Let me see your knees now, ok?" he looked at you, speaking in a low tone. You nodded and left your place behind Suga. Yamaguchi inspects your bruised knees, noting the small bits of blood. "Does it hurt, bubs?" he asks. "A little- doesn't hurt anymore," you spoke.

"Well, little one, we do have to clean this up. Right Suga?" He gave a small glance to a nodding Sugawara. "But bubs, it's gonna hurt a little. Can you be brave and let us clean it up?" Yamaguchi asks; you assume he was going to clean up your wounds. You puff up your chest in confidence. "I am brave! So brave!" you say loudly. There were a few laughs that followed after and you let Yamaguchi lead you to Yachi. She was holding a first aid kit and you saw her opening it. "Look!" Yamaguchi pointed. "There's Spiderman bandaids!" You gasped, "Spiderman! I love Spiderman!" You giggled a little, happy that you got to wear Spiderman bandaids.

"Let's get you cleaned up now, hm?" Yachi said quietly. "We wouldn't want your owies to get worse." She started working on cleaning your wounds, starting with your hands. They didn't hurt, as they were not too deep. "All clean, see? Now we're gonna move to your knees. I need you to be the bravest you can, ok?" Yachi was comforting with her shy smile and gentle tone. "Mhm! The bravest!" You gave her a big smile-- one she returned. You started to play with Yamaguchi's hand to distract you as she cleaned. It hurt. Really bad. You let out a couple of whines and pulled your leg away a little. "You've gotta be brave, remember?" Yamaguchi hummed. "The bravest you've ever been!" You let out another whine, "I am the bravest!" You gave Yachi access to your knees once more and play with Yamaguchi's hands again.

She finished in record time, plastering the Spiderman Bandaids onto your knee. "You were so brave! Just like Spiderman!" Yachi says with a big smile. You smile back, happy for it to finally be over. "Any more owies?" Yachi asked, inspecting your form to see if they missed anything. "Nuh uh- no more," you responded. She nodded and packed up her supplies. While she was packing them up, Yamaguchi led you to the rest of the team, who was quietly observing while cleaning the gym up-- they had decided to end practice a little early, with approval from the coach.

"Are you doing ok, little one?" Asahi askes. You nodded, shy again once facing your team. You move so you were behind Yamaguchi and buried your head into his shirt. "Awe! So shy!" Nishinoya said. "Bro, the baby is cute!" You whined at this and flushed, not used to compliments. They cooed at this, finding your behavior adorable. Soon, more of your team members were complimenting you: Suga, Ennoshita, Tanaka, even Tsukishima! You just flushed a little more at the attention. Yamaguchi was chuckling at your reactions, leading you to his side so he could play with your hair.

Everything was ok now, you were getting attention from your team members, talking about everything, playing with them, and even jumpscaring them! You were feeling a lot better, the only thing on your mind being the love you were receiving from your team.

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First actual post! I'm so sorry for not actually making a fic but I was doing really bad mentally and couldn't find the motivation! But now that schools over, i can write, as i feel so much better :3:3

[carleycore]

Please more “when they try to insult you” with Suga maybe?

When they insult you (Sugawara and Iwaizumi)

a/n yippeee a requesttt!!! I hope it's to your liking.

genre: hurt/comfort angst

part one part two part three part four part five

(not having a job)

The sun is setting outside, casting a warm glow over the living room. You sit on the couch, flipping through job listings on your laptop. The atmosphere is tense, a silence hanging heavily between you and Sugawara. He's been quiet since he got home, and you can feel the weight of unspoken words pressing down on both of you.

"Koushi, how was your day?" you ask, trying to break the silence.

"It was fine," he replies shortly, not looking up from the paperwork he's going through.

You bite your lip, feeling the strain in his voice. "I was thinking about applying to some jobs I found today. What do you think?" You ask, showing him a couple of job listings on your phone.

He finally looks up, his eyes tired and frustrated. "That's great, (Y/N). But honestly, it feels like you've been saying that for a while now."

The words hit you hard. "I'm trying, Koushi. You know how hard it is to find something right now."

He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "I know you're trying, but it's just... It's hard doing everything on my own. I feel like all the financial burden is on me, and it's exhausting."

Your heart sinks, tears welling up in your eyes. "I'm doing my best. It's not like I want to be unemployed. I'm constantly looking for opportunities."

"Sometimes it feels like you're not trying hard enough," he says, his voice rising. "I come home tired every day, and it feels like nothing's changing. I can't do this by myself forever, (Y/N)."

You stand up, your hands shaking. "I'm sorry I'm not finding a job as quickly as you'd like, Koushi. But I'm trying, and it hurts that you think I'm not doing enough."

He opens his mouth to respond but then stops, his expression softening as he sees the pain in your eyes. "I didn't mean it like that, (Y/N). I just... I'm so stressed. It's hard to see a way out sometimes."

You nod, tears spilling down your cheeks. "I understand you're stressed, but taking it out on me isn't fair. We're supposed to support each other."

He steps closer, his face filled with regret. "You're right. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I'm just scared and tired, and I took it out on you. Can you forgive me?"

You wipe your tears away, taking a deep breath. "I can forgive you, Koushi, but we need to communicate better. We're a team, remember?"

He pulls you into a tight embrace, his voice breaking. "I know. I'm so sorry, (Y/N). I love you, and I don't want to hurt you. We'll get through this together."

You hold onto him, feeling the warmth and sincerity in his embrace. "I love you too. We'll find a way. Just promise me you'll talk to me about how you're feeling instead of bottling it up."

He nods, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "I promise. We'll face everything together."

As you stand there, wrapped in each other's arms, the tension begins to melt away, replaced by a renewed sense of closeness and understanding. You know there will be challenges ahead, but as long as you face them together, you'll be okay.

(not being as active????)

The house is quiet, your toddler finally asleep after a long day. You’re in the kitchen, cleaning up the remnants of dinner. Iwaizumi walks in, his face lined with exhaustion. He’s been distant lately, the weight of his responsibilities at work and home pressing heavily on him.

“Hey,” you greet him softly, hoping to ease the tension. “How was your day?”

“Tiring,” he mutters, dropping his gym bag on the floor. “Every day feels the same.”

You nod, understanding his fatigue all too well. “I know it’s hard, Hajime. But we’re getting through it.”

He sighs, running a hand through his hair. “Are we? It doesn’t feel like it. It feels like I’m stuck in a rut, and nothing’s changing.”

You swallow, trying to keep your voice steady. “We’re doing the best we can. It’s tough with a toddler, but we’re managing.”

He suddenly turns to you, frustration flashing in his eyes. “You know, I was talking to Oikawa today. His wife still manage to go out, have fun, keep things exciting. But you… you never go out. It’s like you’ve given up.”

The words hit you like a punch to the gut. “What?” you whisper, tears springing to your eyes. “I’m taking care of our child, Hajime. It’s not like I have a lot of free time.”

He rubs his temples, clearly regretting his words but too tired to take them back. “I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just… I miss how things used to be. Before we had all these responsibilities.”

You take a shaky breath, trying to hold back your tears. “I miss it too. But this is our life now, and we need to support each other. Comparing me to Oikawa’s wife isn’t fair.”

He steps closer, his expression softening. “You’re right. I’m sorry. I’m just so tired and stressed, and I took it out on you. That was wrong.”

You look at him, your heart aching. “I’m tired too, Hajime. But I’m doing my best. We both are.”

He reaches out, pulling you into his arms. “I know. I’m sorry for making you feel like you’re not enough. You’re more than enough, (Y/N). I love you, and I appreciate everything you do for our family.”

You cling to him, tears slipping down your cheeks. “I love you too. Just… please, don’t compare me to others. We’re doing what we can, and that’s enough.”

He nods, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I promise. We’ll get through this together.”

You rest your head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. “Maybe we can find a way to make things more exciting, even with our responsibilities,” you suggest softly. “We can plan a date night at home after our little one is asleep, or take turns giving each other a break.”

He smiles, the tension in his shoulders easing. “That sounds like a good idea. I miss spending time with you, just the two of us.”

“Me too,” you agree, feeling a flicker of hope. “We’ll find a balance, Hajime. It won’t always be easy, but we’re in this together.”

He tightens his embrace, his voice filled with determination. “Together. I promise to be more understanding and to communicate better. We’ll make this work.”

As you hold each other, the hurt begins to fade, replaced by a renewed sense of closeness and understanding. You know there will be challenges ahead, but as long as you face them together, you’ll be okay. The future might be uncertain, but with Hajime by your side, you feel ready to take on whatever comes your way.

[aboutkiyoomi]

003. bittersweet chocolate chunk | onigiri cravings

cw: cursing, angst............and slow burn sooo yasss.

"i'll be here for the next couple of months," he says, leaning against the counter slab. his apron is a mess, covered in various substances, and his hat is thrown to the side as he runs his fingers through his hair.

"why?" semi asks, appearing from the kitchen.

"bet it's 'cause of y/n," suga whispers, very obviously, into iwa's ear, causing osamu to clear his throat loudly.

"we're gonna be undergoing some slight renovations, and i need to meet with some contractors. plus, i have new recipes to release," he states, eyes shooting a look at suga. "speaking of y/n, where is she?" samu asks, glancing around hopefully.

"she's gonna be a little late. said she'd explain when she gets here," suga starts, shrugging his shoulders. but the worried look on his face transfers to osamu, who hums quietly.

meanwhile, in your studio apartment, you wonder when it all got this way. when did akaashi become so overly consumed with school and so inconsiderate of his relationship? it all boiled down to this moment. you expected it, but not like this, not this torturous.

the arguments continued after he stormed out, but the apologies became less and less frequent between the two of you. the house was ghostly, with nothing but short screaming matches followed by the slamming of doors. you found out that when he leaves, he stays with bokuto.

"i'm not arguing with you today," akaashi states, pushing past you into the study.

"akaashi, what are we even doing?" you huff, eyes tired as you watch him pause in the doorway.

"i…" he pauses, taking a deep breath before pinching his temples. "i don't fucking know, y/n. this isn't us," he starts, turning around to face you.

"no shit," you reply plainly.

"i think we should break up," he says, his mouth straightening into a thin line. but your reaction isn't sad in the moment; you won't give him that satisfaction. you scoff and cross your arms over your chest.

"you know, i had a feeling this was coming, but i thought you were too scared to do it. you grew a pair, keiji," you say bitterly, as you begin grabbing your stuff. his mouth opens, but he shuts it promptly.

"and i'll move out. i'll find a place and stay at suga's until then. you pay most of the rent anyway," you say plainly, willing yourself not to cry, to be strong.

"y/n… you don't have to—" he starts, but you immediately cut him off.

"keiji, i do. we were in love for a long time, but there's something you love more than me, and that's okay. it takes time, energy, and patience to become a doctor—something i don't have," you laugh harshly, your eyes clouding slightly as you remember words from a past argument. "this was a long time coming. we need space to process this, so don't worry about it." you finish, stepping into the genkan and silently sliding on your shoes. you leave akaashi there, standing in the middle of your apartment, eyes glazed and dazed.

you walk to work, willing yourself not to cry. if anything, this gives you a chance to study more for your upcoming nclex exam and work more hours. you will try your hardest not to let akaashi keiji break you.

as you walk into work, you're met with the face you've grown to find safe, and somehow, your eyes immediately begin to water. suga knowingly opens his arms while semi opens the door to the back of the house.

"oh, baby," suga mutters as tears pour from your eyes, and you all but fall into his arms.

"it's over," you mutter repeatedly into the fabric of suga's dark 'onigiri miya' shirt.

osamu's eyes flicker up from his office, catching sight of suga walking you to the break room, streaky tears staining your beautiful face. osamu immediately makes a beeline for you, but iwaizumi stops him.

"she'll be okay, but right now she's going through something. it's not my place to explain, but just… give her a moment," iwa says, placing a firm hand on osamu's shoulder. yet osamu's eyes drill into the window of the break room. you are seated on the bench, your head buried in suga's shoulder while he pats your back and nods. iwa squeezes his shoulder reassuringly before guiding him back towards his office.

the tears eventually subside, and you explain the situation, albeit briefly. suga is understanding, immediately offering to help you move your stuff into his house for the time being. you explain it would truly only be for a short time and that you would do anything for him in the meantime, ranging from housework to picking up his shifts.

if there's anything you hate, it's feeling like you're burdening people.

you head into the employee bathroom and wash your face. your eyes are slightly red and puffier than usual. you sigh deeply and take a second to breathe before making a resolve in your mind.

three years is a long time, and the two of you have grown apart. it was excruciatingly obvious, yet no one wanted to acknowledge it, causing this pain. there's no time to be upset over this—it was coming, and you expected it. so, you would allow these feelings to pass and focus on what was important: your upcoming nclex exam and saving money. that was it; you would simply focus extra hard for now.

as you walk out of the bathroom and push out into the kitchen, your eyes catch on osamu, who is wrist-deep in a bowl of pre-cooked rice. his eyes immediately meet yours, catching you off guard.

"you missed the big announcement," samu starts, his lips twitching up playfully but carefully not to offend or hurt you any further. "i'll be staying here at this location for a bit," he finishes, smiling clearly from under the brim of his onigiri miya cap.

"ah… i see," you smile, your eyes still dull and puffy. you push out into the front of the house, ready to work and fueled with a renewed sense of energy.

a/n: dang rip akaashiyn, you will be rejuvenated in another series. AYEEEE bring on the slow burn with samu. i might double update, keep ya eyes out. this chapter is kinda..i promise the development is worth it.

taglist (open): @wyrcan @nightlybakes @anyalou @boogiemansbitch @peppersapro @wave2mia @applepi25

[mtchee]

Kura Kura - [Sugawara Koushi] GN

blurb:

if you can act upright around your crush you must be a sociopath because that is the most difficult part of [name]'s entire school life. Hit hard in the feelings for the pretty setter in class 3-4, your fear of rejection and his blinding beauty and radiant and kind soul keeps you from approaching with any sort of romantic intent and hellbent on running away. Eventually, a few friends try to give you a shove closer in the right direction, though it seems like Sugawara's finally caught up all on his own.

cw: not edited, fluff galore, second-person-pov, sweet poor anxious [name], suga has my heart, wingmen daichi and asahi, asahi lowkey freaks out, kiyoko my beloved, [name] fearing for their life, kissing, Suga musters up his courage for your sake, smooth sugawara smooth

| masterlist | haikyuu collection |

[2.3k]

I get absorbed into an eternity~ Kura, Kura, Kura, Kura! (Dizzy Dizzy) (TWICE!)Isn't it magic, babe?~

"No, Lia, stop--" You flail as you're forcefully shoved towards the stairwell by the third year classrooms, "I will throw up on you if we get any closer!" 

"Don't be dramatic," Your friend replies, not ceasing her movements, "you promised me that you would talk to him this week, and it's Friday." 

"I said that I might if I can," You manage to wiggle your way out of Lia's grip, "I didn't promise you anything--ohmygod he's right there--" 

"Go say hi!"

"No! I don't want to be here right now!" 

From his place by the top of the stairwell, Daichi glances down at the two bickering in hushed whispers.

He blinks with a hum before looking at his friends, Sugawara and Asahi, who are too busy talking to notice them. A barely noticeable smirk makes its way onto his face at the sight of a familiar third-year, watching as they frantically shake their head at their friend.

He elbows Sugawara, "Hey, isn't it that [name]? Our classmate you said you like?"

"What? Don't be so loud, Daichi." The silver haired male warns, huffing at him despite the pink tinge on his skin. His friend rolls his eyes, motioning towards the friends down the stairwell.

Sugawara follows his line of sight, chest tightening. "...Okay, maybe I did say that," he sighs as his friends fist pump victoriously, "so what?" 

"Go talk to them," Asahi states, an encouraging look in his eyes.

Suga's gaze flickers and his shoulders slouch, "Even if I wanted to--I-I can't."

"What? Why not?" 

"Well," He rubs the nack of his neck sheepishly, "[name] runs away at the first sight of me," Sugawara sighs, diverting his gaze and propping his arms on the balcony railing.

"I think I've already scared them off somehow..." 

They remain in silence for a moment, Suga wallowing in his self pity whereas Asahi and Daichi remain in thought. 

"You know," Asahi pipes up slowly, "[name]'s generally a pretty shy person..."

"Oh yeah, that's right," Daichi perks up, "isn't [name] in your class, Asahi?" The male in question nods.

"Mm. Uh... I could talk to them for you if you want." 

Sugawara visibly brightens, perking up against the railing, "Really?" 

"Sure," The bun haired man smiles before faltering, "b-but... I hope [name] isn't scared of me..."

"U-Uh, hey, [name]-san!" Asahi hurriedly calls out to you after the school bell rings, signifying the end of the day. You look up from your desk, having stood up to pack your bag.

Asahi immediately sweat drops, not having though this through.

"Um, uh... y-you're in the photography club, right?" He mentally sighs in relief at her nod, "I was, eheh, just wondering what this term's project was? A-Asking for a... friend..." 

"Oh, sure." You give him a polite smile and open your bag, plucking out your camera.

You don't notice Asahi thanking whatever god there was that you bought his excuse.

"We're supposed to do something along the lines of... capturing movement, or some sort of... improvement? It's an odd topic that I've been struggling with, so quite a few of us haven't started it yet, myself included." 

"Capturing... movement?" Asahi echoes, and you nod with a hum, "like, physically, or..?"

You shrug, "I guess. Ah, I'm not too sure where to start though."

Your classmate straightens up, an idea springing to his mind, "Hey, how about you come photograph the volleyball club? That counts as movement, right? Besides, we've been meaning to advocate for sponsors too..."

"Oh, really?" Your eyes sparkle, "I'll take you up on that offer, for sure! But, would that be okay with your captain..?" 

Asahi nods, "O-Of course! You could drop by now to check things out if you want!" 

"Ah, alright!" Your smile is one of relief and gratitude, "thank you, Asahi-san! I'll just call in with my club and then I'll head on over." 

"Sure, I'll see you soon then," Asahi holds his breath as you nod politely before leaving the classroom with your bag and camera in hand.

He stalls a few minutes before bolting out the door and into the nearly empty class next door, "Daichi, Suga! She's dropping by the court today!" 

"Today? Now?" Sugawara perks up. The ace nods affirmatively. 

"[name]'s got a project in the photography club and I offered to let them take pictures of us. [name]'s just stopping by to check things out today."

"Well, we better head down there then," Daichi smirks, nudging Suga and giving Asahi a rough pat on the back, "nice work, Asahi! And try not to get too distracted, Suga." 

"I-I won't get distracted!" 

His two friends share a look. 

"Sure you won't." 

"Whatever you say." 

"Uh, hello?" You hesitantly knock on the wall of the gymnasium before you step in, "pardon the intrusion--"

"Ah, [last name], right?" Daichi makes his way over to you after talking to Ukai about everything, "feel free to put your stuff by the bench and to move around. We're just warming up at the moment." 

"Thank you, a-and feel free to just call me [name]," You give him a curt smile before doing just that, getting your camera back outall the whilst.

You turn it on and adjust the lens, directing it towards the court and focusing it on the various players stretching. You hum to yourself as the slight blur disappears before gasping, a squeak nearly daring to echo with the gym's torrent acoustics when you spot Sugawara in the midst of the group.

You lower the camera from your view, eyes wide before quickly turning your back to them as you feel yourself overheating. 'How could I forget? He's the vice-captain of this club..! God I'm so stupid...'

"[last name]-san?" You tense as Kiyoko approaches, "are you alright? You look a bit... flushed."

You swore you could see the lightest of smiles on the pretty girl's face.

Kiyoko hums, "hm, don't worry. I won't tell him."

Your heart drops.

"What."

You could feel the blood rushing to your face in humiliation--maybe you weren't as slick as you though...

"K-Kiyoko-san..." You felt pale, "did... did Lia tell you?!"

'They are in the same class after all...' 

"That, and it's rather obvious you like him." The ravenette chuckles, "it's okay. He hasn't caught on quite yet. Why don't you say hi?" 

You shake your head, "I-I can't," you sigh while Kiyoko tilts her head confusedly, "he's just...too much for me. I think I've gotten myself too involved in it, in a way."

"What do you mean?"

Your feel dizzy having to say it all, shrinking in on yourself with a humbling groan.

"When... When I'm around him it's like... I-I get dizzy, and, I've never liked someone so much before and I don't know if it's weird or not, b-but I can't stop thinking about him, and then I get restless and-and--I just seem to lose control of myself..."

Your voice cracks, "mMMmMm I hate feeling so flustered about this..!" 

"No, no," Kiyoko giggles at your embarrassed expression, "it's a very sweet sentiment. I think it's cute... And you know," A cheeky glint appears in her eyes, "he probably would too~" 

"Who's this about?"

Your heart stops beating momentarily before you slowly turn around, visibly deflating in relief at the sight of the team's captain.

Daichi chuckles at you sheepishly, "Sorry, didn't mean to startle you. I just wanted to let you know we're about to start our practice game in case you wanted a few shots of those." 

"A-Ah," You straighten yourself up and nod gratefully, ignoring the fact that your face refused to give you a moment's respite from its embarassed warmth.

"Thanks. I'll, uh... I'll just take a few photos of that... uh.." You give your fellow third years a quick awkward smile before scurrying away to the other side of the court. 

Daichi blinks before turning to Kiyoko, "Do you think they're getting anywhere?" 

"Oh, [name]'s down just as bad as him," The manager lets out a small laugh, "but nowhere near as confident. Suga can rest assured that [name] isn't actually scared of him, just a bit shy." 

"I think 'a bit' is an understatement," Daichi crosses his arms in thought as he watches the student in question bolt off the moment Suga so much as steps in their direction, "let's try work on that, shall we?" 

Aha.

Unfortunately for them, you managed to evade almost each and every one of their attempts to set you up with Sugawara, whether knowingly or otherwise. It was like you subconsciously avoided it.

And it was frustrating. 

But then, fortunately for them, a miracle happened where classes 3-1 to 3-4 merged for a combined project assignment; classes 3-1 and 3-2 were paired together (Kiyoko and Lia's class) followed by classes 3-3 and 3-4, which were coincidentally the classes containing Asahi and (Y/N), and Suga and Daichi.

The project required you to pick a partner from either class, wherein Asahi and Daichi quickly paired up, leaving Suga and you to fend for yourselves.

Luckily enough, Sugawara had the courage to ask you to be his partner, and thank god you actually accepted--otherwise the others would freak.

Thankfully, through this the two of you became closer (not like you really had a choice), often meeting outside of class time and during the weekend to complete your assignment.

Even then, you still stuck around during volleyball training since your own photography project wasn't finished either, giving the third years more time to plan--not noticing Sugawara gradually making moves of his own. 

"Hey, [name]," The vice-captain approaches you at the end of practice.

You were seated on the steps outside as you flicked through the camera's gallery, "Get any good shots today?" He smiles at you. 

You look up at him, nodding before turning your attention back to your camera, stiffening when you realize you just so happened to stop scrolling on a picture of him.

You snap the camera closed, warmth creeping up your cheeks, "Y-Yeah, ah... I should be finished with my project in the next week or so."

Your voice is quiet, but not so much that you had to strain yourself to hear it. 

Sugawara nods, humming, "Oh, nice. Speaking of projects," he ignores the butterflies in his stomach, forcing himself crouch down to match you, "about our assignment..." 

You could swear you were trembling under his gaze, ears ablaze in nerves and humiliation at having the audacity to breathe within this proximity--though you find you can't bring yourself to look away from his patient form.

"Y-Yes..?"

Suga takes in a breath before smirking, "How about... instead of meeting at the school library, we head downtown to that sweets café on the weekend? It would be a nice change of scenery, ah--plus we could have something to eat during study."

Your mind turns into chaos immediately, questions about if he had any sort of hidden meaning in his offer and overthinking the situation; your too caught up to notice the pink tinting his cheeks, nor how he hid his hand in his pocket to conceal his own trembling nerves. 

"Ummm... sure."

"Great," A wave of relief washes over Sugawara, the only visible signs of this being how his shoulders relax ever so slightly.

His smirk slips into a giddy, boyish smile, "How does Saturday sound? Around, let's say... early noon?" 

"Y-Yeah. That's okay with me!" 

He notices your conflicted, flustered expression and recalls the information his friends passed onto him. He bends his head to meet your eyes, gaze half lidded.

"Perfect." He leans in a little closer, and you doesn't move away. You take in a sharp breath, heart pounding in your chest.

His grin widens, and his blush increases to the tip of his ears, "It's a date then." 

Gaze flicking down to your lips, he takes in a small breath when he spies your anticipatory look before gently pressing his lips to yours.

His stomach erupts in a flurry of butterflies and he can't fight back a wide smile when you almost immediately--eagerly--respond to his touch.

The kiss is sweet, and goes on for a few moments longer than he expected--not that he was complaining. You separate with a quiet chu~.

(Y/N)'s eyes flutter, seemingly in shock before looking up at him. Suga swallows, feeling bashful as he notices you subconsciously run your tongue over your lips quickly, nervously, as though you could still feel him there. 

Suga smiles, no longer functioning on his mustered up courage but instead, running on a rush of adrenaline and unadultered joy.

"See you Saturday then," He positively beams at you.

You smile at him bashfully, feeling your body tingle in happiness as you grow giddy.

"Yeah," You voice softly, finding yourself lost in his hazel-brown eyes, "see you then."

He reaches out and caresses your warm cheek, giving you one more quick kiss and moon-eyed grin before picking himself up. 

Each now going your own way, Suga fist pumps to himself estatically, laughing at how he could feel the heat radiating from his own cheeks.

"Yes!" He traces a finger over his lips, almost unable to believe he got the confidence to make those moves on you. He bites the inside of his cheek, 'I can't wait to see [name] again.' 

You, on your way to upload the photos from your camera in the photography club room, find yourself in a daze.

You feel dizzy, breathless--oddly enough, not with your mind, but your heart. You let out a weightless laugh, a mix of happiness and bashfulness coursing through you. You clutche the camera case to your chest tight.

'I can't wait until Saturday...' 

From the steps of the clubroom, the remaining third years stand with their mouths agape in utter shock.

"Whoa... Suga was bold..." Asahi mutters quietly, still in disbelief.

Kiyoko blinks before shaking her head and giggling, happy for their two friends. Daichi finally snaps out of his stupor. 

"Well, at least we don't need to plan anything anymore."

[1-800reki]

❝Shoyou's Crush!❞

Summary: Oneshot with Shoyou!

Description: Shoyou has a tiny crush on one of his classmates. The only bad part is that they're his captain's little sibling!

Pairings: Shoyou Hinata x Reader

"Stop staring at them. You look like a creep."

Shoyou sat up and flinched looking his two classmates. He felt embarrassed that he was caught looking at you. "I am not! I'm just.. glancing!" Shoyou whispered shouted at them to not cause any unnecessary attention.

"Sure dude.. we're heading to lunch. Have fun.. staring." His classmates teased him before leaving to eat lunch. Shoyou pouted as muttered 'rude..' His friends weren't the best to go to when having a crush, let alone someone that's in their class.

He went back to looking at you. He was memorized by everything about you. From how you look to how you talk. Everything was just so captivating. He stared for a bit more before he saw his captain walk in.

"Hey Y/n! Come on Suga and Michimiya won't wait any longer ya know!" Daichi said with a smile. You nod and get up grabbing your stuff. Your full name was Y/n Sawamura. Daichi's little sibling. If Shoyou was brave enough he would ask Daichi about you but he isn't brave enough.

When you left the room with your brother you noticed Shoyou looking at you. Wanting to be polite you wave at him as a goodbye before leaving. Shoyou blushed a bit and hid his face with his hands. He was embarrassed to be caught looking at you. He would never live this down.

He got up from his seat and went to go find Noya. Noya had to know something about Daichi's younger sibling! Right? Well when he found Noya he was with Tanaka which was perfect! "Noya! Tanaka!" Shoyou said when he found them. "Oh hey Hinata. What's up?" Noya asked with a smile. "Do you guys know Daichi's little sibling?!" Shoyou asked rapidly. Noya and Tanaka froze and looked at each other.

"Well... they do visit sometimes since Daichi walks back with them." Noya said after thinking a bit. "Oh yeah! Plus why are your suddenly so interested in Captain's little sibling?" Tanaka asked teasingly with a smirk. Shoyou flushed. "Nothing! Just.. curious since they're in my class!" Shoyou said to cover up why he asked. "Sure bro." Noya said with a snicker. The bell rang signaling the end of lunch.

"I'll see you at practice!" Shoyou said before running off to his class. He really wanted to beat you there so he could have more time to mentally prepare himself. He had a plan! It was simple really. First he would pretend to not look at you. Next he knows his teacher is planning to do a project with partners. So he'll ask you to be his partner! Then during practice when you visit he talks to you! Finally you end up dating! It's a perfect plan!

Or so he thought. His teacher chose the partners and now he's with someone else! Plus your partner was one of his friends! They were so going to tease him about it! It's fine because at least he has practice! But how does he approach you without seeming creepy?! He'll just say that he recognized you! Yeah! This one will have no flaws for sure!

/ Time Skip \

Alright. He panicked. When you visited practice you waved at him since you recognized him. He froze and shyly waved back before running away. The good part? You laughed. You found him to be quite silly. Shoyou didn't know but you had noticed him before. You thought he was quite cute. You knew he was part of the volleyball team because your brother mentioned him before.

Shoyou didn't have the courage to speak to you but luckily you do. After practice was over you tapped Shoyou's shoulder when they were getting ready to leave. "Excuse me but you're Hinata right? I'm in your class." You say with a smile. Shoyou froze not expecting you to know him. "Yes! I mean! Yeah I am.." Shoyou exclaimed with flushed cheeks.

"Y/n come on!" Daichi called for you waiting at the door with Sugawara and Asahi. "Coming! See you tomorrow Hinata." You say before waving good bye. "Bye.. Y/n.." Shoyou waved back with a small smile. He can't believed he talked to you! Well not really but it's a start! Plus you know his name! He'll become your friend then you'll date! He can't wait to see his crush tomorrow.

a/n: oh sigma this was kind of longer! I didn't know how to end it😖

[ashkabbom]

Hiiiiiiiii!!!! I was wondering if u could do a platonic haikyuu story? With Sugawara's younger sibling (Idrc the gender u write :3) + the third years? Byyyyyeeeee!!!!!!

Dear Anon, you reminded me of something I didn't even remember existed, I never knew about Sugawara's brother, so it's going to be based on my head 😞.

English is not my first language, so please correct me if anything is wrong and sorry for delaying this so much.

I had two paths and I ended up going the first one, but feel free to ask me to do it another way. Take care and drink water🫶🏽

Big future, little beginners

→Sugawara's younger brother + Third Years x Child!Male!Reader (PLATONIC)

Summary/Synopsis: A day with your best friend, his brother and his friends

Sugawara/Kōshi= Older brother

Suga= Younger brother

The day had just begun for you, it's okay that you hadn't even gotten up from the mattress, the warmth of your blanket was so comfortable... And then someone starts poking your head with... Their foot???

"Hurry up! We're going to be late if you keep sleeping." A boy's voice tells you and in response you just summarize something about today being Saturday. "You've got to be kidding me... It's 7 AM ON A FRIDAY!"

The boy says to you and suddenly a snap in your head. It was Friday, and Friday means that there is still school, having school means no sleep until 9am.

"You finally woke up.. Good morning to you too" The boy says smiling. Not just any boy, but Suga, your best friend since you had changed schools about a year ago. You decided this as soon as you started talking to him for the first time.

You look at the clock on the dresser next to your friend's bed. 7:20am, you both had to leave at 7:45am to get to school.

You curse and quickly get up to start getting ready. Suga laughs at your desperation and goes to the kitchen to wait for you.

"How come it takes you so long to eat breakfast?" Your friend asks you, genuinely confused. You were walking to school together and you had been shoving a bread roll down your throat for 10 minutes.

"It's too early, my mouth is too slow to chew" You said as you chewed.

"Don't talk with your mouth full!" He scolds you with a smirk. "That's an excuse for your laziness, lazybones."

You let out a few "Hum, Hunfs!" as you chewed, indignant at such an accusation against you. You weren't lazy!

"But seriously, do we need to be walking so far ahead of him?" You say after chewing, looking back and seeing Kōshi, the oldest Sugawara, walking a little behind the two of you.

Your friend sighs a little. He feels a pang of guilt, not wanting to even look back.

"There comes a time in your life when your parents or older siblings taking you to school is embarrassing!" Suga says it as if it were the most obvious thing in the world to everyone. "I'm a grown-up now, I know how to go to school by myself."

"Oooh... I get it I guess" You didn't know if he remembered that you were only 7 years old, but you understood that he wasn't THAT little anymore, right? "Se você tá dizendo, quem sou eu pra questionar.."

It was hard to tell if you would feel the same way. Mom was working a lot lately and couldn't take you to school, but you always used to have a friend to go to school with you.

You loved the Sugawara brothers and didn't mind going to school with them, it was really cool actually!

"I can't stand having to wake up early and go to school anymore." You complain out loud when you realize that you are arriving at the school gate.

"You don't like waking up early in general, do you?" Suga says looking at you with a small smile.

Before you can disagree, you and he hear your friends calling out to you. The small frown on your face soon disappears and is replaced by a cheerful smile.

You and Suga give Kōshi a quick hug, who laughs at the quick little goodbye, and soon you're running towards your friends.

"The independence phase is definitely something.." Kōshi says and sighs, with a tired face, to himself before looking at his friends.

"Let me guess, your brother again?" Daichi says looking at the two younger boys far away from them.

"He's in the 'I'm too old for this' phase and since then he's been wanting to be more independent," Sugawara reflects a little on this. "But he's only 7 years old."

"He's probably doing it because he wants to impress his best friend," Asahi says with a slight laugh. "It's normal."

"You were just like him." Daichi laughs a little, remembering when they were younger. "The difference is that you were a little more sociable, but your independent phase was definitely something."

"Oh, that's right! There was that time in-" Asahi starts almost laughing.

"Okay okay okay! We don't need to keep going back to my past!" Sugawara complains, patting both of his friends on the back, who only laugh in response.

Soon the trio heads off to their own classes and lessons.

At the end of class you run out of the school gates excitedly, your friend running right behind you, laughing and saying that you were going to get hurt.

Kōshi wasn't waiting for the two of you alone, Asahi and Daichi were also beside him. You connect point A to point B in your head, and shout towards them "Surprise attack", jumping on Asahi, Suga doing the same to Daichi, the older Sugawara laughing at the situation.

You ride all the way to Kōshi's house on Asahi's back, insisting that this was the only way you could get to the house. His friend, on the other hand, was holding Kōshi's hand the entire way as he talked about what happened at school today.

"Today in kindergarten I got hit in the face with a ball!" The others laugh at how happily you say that.

"At least you're happy, but didn't that hurt?" Daichi asked a little worried, but a child falls, cries and in a few seconds he's back to normal, right?

"Yes! Because Suga is teaching me how to play volleyball, so I was able to catch almost all the balls!" You boast happily.

"Oh? He's teaching?" Kōshi looks at the younger Sugawara, who is embarrassed but quickly tries to hide it with a smug face.

"Obviously! We're going to be the best volleyball player in the universe." He says a little nervously, but convinced of his words, as if it were an undeniable fact.

"The best players?" Asahi asks curiously.

"No! The best player! Like a fusion of the Power Rangers." You explain obviously. "We can share first place together!"

"Ah, yes that makes sense." Both three agree with your... Reference.

"You'll see! In the future we'll be playing and you'll be watching us and cheering and..." You think of something else to complete your sentence.

"And dying of envy at how much bigger we're going to be than you, you're going to be very proud of us!" The younger Sugawara completes and you just agree with 'uhum! uhum!'.

The older trio laugh at your words, but they firmly agree and say that they will be the first fans of the two future players.

You soon complain when you realize that you're going to have to get off Asahi's back because you're already in front of Sugawara's house.

Soon you were standing on the floor, next to Suga, it was still afternoon and only now did you realize that Asahi and Daichi hadn't gone to their houses.

"We're going to go out and buy something and walk around a bit, I already told mom. Do you want me to buy something for you two?" Kōshi asks and you think for a bit.

"Marshmallow! Colorful marshmallow and ice cream" Suga says and you quickly agree. Tomorrow would be Saturday, you would be playing video games tonight and sleeping late tomorrow.

"Okay okay, if the money allows I'll buy you something to drink too. Behave yourselves." Kōshi tells you and ruffles both of your hair, you laugh and the younger Sugawara complains a little.

You both say goodbye to the trio, they soon begin to walk away, but before you actually enter the house Kōshi calls Suga.

"A little bird told me that if you look under my bed, you might, supposedly, find a volley ball." He says leaving the doubt in the air with a little smile, turning back and walking with his two friends.

You and Suga are confused for a few seconds, just standing at the door, but soon your heads work and you run inside the house after closing the door.

"But haven't you had that volley ball for about 5 or 6 years?" Asahi asks after noticing that the younger Sugawara didn't know about the volleyball.

"He would throw the ball everywhere when he was a baby, which led to some broken things. My gift was almost his, since he would start crying if someone caught the ball" Sugawara says sighing as he remembers that that ball had even been thrown into the toilet.

"I didn't know he liked playing volley too, he always said it was a bit boring every time he came to see it." Daichi said curiously.

"I didn't know about it either, but I think I already suspected it, whenever he can he'll watch it even though I've already said he finds it boring" Sugawara responds with a little laugh. "He's always been quiet and shy. But I'm so happy that he shares something he likes with someone he likes."

"He's pretty set on what he likes, so I think he'll actually play volley ball until he can't anymore," Asahi muses as they continue walking.

"They're both going to be good players in the future if they want to keep going." Daichi says, placing a hand on Sugawara's shoulder, who nods and smiles. His little brother, playing volleyball.

Needless to say, you and your friend played volleyball all afternoon. You ended up falling asleep after dinner.

"OH! Look there! They really came!" You say jumping and waving to some people in the stands.

You were waving more specifically to a trio sitting in the stands. A very excited Sugawara cheered along with Daichi and Asahi trying to calm the two down a bit. They were just giving encouraging words but everyone around was listening.

"Yeah.. I know, I noticed..." Suga says looking at the stands and nodding slightly to his brother.

"Why are you all shy now? You were almost bursting with the hope that they would come see the- Ow!" You suddenly get a pinch on your arm. "Why this out of nowhere? Don't tell me you're embarrassed? Huh? Suga? Huh?"

Suga starts to walk away from you, ignoring your provocations. The trio in the stands couldn't help but smile seeing the scene.

"I think no matter how much time passes, they will still be those two children that we saw grow up." Daichi sighs as he watches his team organize themselves for the match, Asahi and Sugawara are unable to say otherwise.

[lifessoshortandsoami]

RUN BTS! 2017 - EP.31

Outfit:

(Her hair is styled in a loose french braid)

"Who's going against Aera?" Suga asks the 'Kim SeokJin' team.

"Who has won in our team till now?" Jin asks, directing the question toward his team.

"Hobi hyung," Jimin answers.

"Me!" Jhope also replies, putting his hand on his chest to emphasize his answer.

"Then it's decided, Jhope is going from our team." Jin declares.

"Okay then, Luna vs Jhope," Namjoon says, receiving a side eye from Suga for taking his job.

Luna and Jhope take their spot on the pillows and watch intently as Suga keeps the metal box on the chair and stands ready.

He moves the shutter quickly giving them less than a millisecond to see the item kept inside the metal box.

"Ah! You're so fast!" Jungkook complains diverting his gaze to Luna after hearing her voice.

"Glasses!" Luna says quickly while grabbing the pillow from under her butt and holding it above her head.

"Pen?" She guesses.

"Wrong,"

"Kim SeokJin!" Jhope does the same action as Luna. "Pencil?"

"Wrong, let's go again," Suga says.

"I can't even blink, he's too fast," Luna says in a slightly amazed voice.

"I couldn't even see anything because I blinked before. I just guessed pencil because it's similar to what you said." Jhope admits while laughing at the disbelieving look on Luna's face.

"Last time- when you were against Tae, you only won because he didn't know the name of the object." Jimin points out while giggling.

"We shouldn't have sent him," Jin sighs while chuckling.

Suga does the same action again which somehow seems quicker than before.

"Glasses!" Luna instantly puts the pillow over her head again.

"Chalk!" This time her voice sounds sure.

"Correct!" Suga declares making the girl instantly jump up and open her arms for the oncoming guys who hugged her instantly.

"It's okay," Jin pats the shoulder of the guy who doesn't seem fazed by his loss at all.

"Are you trying to console me or yourself?"

-----☘︎-----

(Her bed is between Jungkook and Suga.)

"Ah, I'd fall." The first thing Luna says after sitting on her inflated bed.

"Oh yeah, this is a serious problem. Especially since we're sleeping at such a height." Suga says sarcastically making the girl pout.

"Everyone, Luna either needs to sleep on a low height bed or with someone who can hold her because she falls off bed while sleeping." RM informs the audience.

Jungkook gets up from his bed and slides it so that it's attached with hers, making her squeal as her bed shakes from the impact.

"Don't worry, I won't let you fall," Jungkook says while laying down on his bed and pulling the blanket above him.

"That's so sweet," Luna gushes completely ignoring the side eyes given by the rest of the members.

As everyone settles down on their beds, "Are you ready?" Suga asks the members. "Jungkook is already asleep."

"Are you sleeping already, Jungkook?" RM asks in a disbelieving tone, "Jungkook, listen to the music."

"He fell asleep."

Luna, laying beside Jungkook, pokes his cheeks continuously to wake him up but the boy holds her hand to prevent her from doing so.

"Music, please," SUGA asks the staff.

The tomato song starts playing, Luna stifles her laughter watching Jungkook's reaction to the song. Watching Jungkook being so focus on the song the girl also listens to the song attentively.

"I forgot already," RM.

"Be quiet," SUGA orders.

After a few mumbles, everyone becomes quiet.

"You're humming, Jungkook. I can deduct one point." SUGA tells Jungkook causing him to grin and lay his head back down.

"You're so strict, Oppa." Luna turns towards SUGA.

"You're still not sleeping, I can deduct a point." Hearing that, Luna turns back towards Jungkook and closes her eyes before pulling the sleeping mask on her eyes and the blanket over her body.

15 minutes later...

The camera pans to everyone, showing every member sleeping one by one.

At some point, Jungkook turns his body to face Luna, bringing himself to the edge of his bed and half laying on Luna's bed, causing both the beds to lean on one side which makes them both fall out of their beds.

This doesn't faze them though. They both wriggle around for a bit but then become still, with Jungkook's hand on Luna's waist and her head tucked close to his chest.

The noise wakes Suga up, he looks around and his eyes fall on the empty bed, he cranes his neck a little to see both the maknaes sleeping on the ground. He smiles looking at them, laughing silently that they both fell off. He goes back to sleep after a few seconds.

30 minutes later...

Suga starts waking the members up with a siren. After taking a round he goes closer to both the maknaes, bringing the siren closer to their ears to wake them up but it doesn't affect them and they continue sleeping.

After a short while they both wriggle around. Luna tightens her hold on Jungkook's waist, frowning and getting annoyed by the sound of the siren. Jungkook opens one of his eyes and looks down at Luna still holding his waist, he noticed her frowning because of the noise so he brings his hand closer to her ear blocking the noise.

"That won't work, you both have to get up." Saying that SUGA walks away.

Jungkook sits up followed by Luna, leaning against him with a pout etched on her lips.

"Are you all awake?" Suga asks after most of the members form a line to play the game, "Did you sleep well? Please sit down."

As V tests the mic, RM walks towards the girl and the boy who still look half asleep.

"Luna and Jungkook are almost..." jhope says with a smile.

The camera pans toward both of them. Jungkook sitting behind Luna with her between his legs, her back leaning on his front. Both their eyes are closed, and the girl looks like she is sleeping with Jungkook leaning his cheek on her head.

The sight looked so cute that the other members were holding themselves back from making an embarrassing sound.

"Ah, cute!" RM finally gives in, smiling his dimples smile while walking back to join the line.

The game goes on with the two maknaes sitting together, half asleep.

Just before RM goes back in line after singing the wrong lyrics, Jungkook pulls the blanket over Luna and himself with the girl still sitting while leaning on his front. SUGA notices the movement.

"They're sleeping over there. They're still asleep." Suga points out with a chuckle.

After a while, the others continue the game, "Please wake Luna and Jungkook up," Suga asks the others.

"Jungkook!" RM shouts while walking towards the maknaes. He pulls the blanket away from their bodies, causing Jungkook to make a face of protest and Luna to turn around and hide her face by hugging Jungkook.

"Are you awake Jungkook?" He answers Suga by giving a small nod.

"Luna, wake up!"

Luna continues hugging Jungkook, not in the mood to let go anytime soon.

"She becomes clingy when she wakes up from sleep." jhope informs the audience.

After a short while, Jungkook whispers something to Luna, causing her to unwillingly let go of him. Jungkook stands up and starts making his way somewhere.

Noticing Jungkook going somewhere, "Jungkook, that's not the way to the restroom." Suga tells him.

The boy stops in his tracks and looks down, confused. He walks back to Luna and sits behind her, draping his arms around the girl who still looked like she could fall asleep any minute.

Jungkook stands up and tries pulling Luna with him but the girl snatches her hand away in protest. He chuckles a little at her grumpy nature, that's just how she is when she wakes up from sleep, clingy and sometimes grumpy.

After great efforts the girl finally stands up and gets in line, still clinging to Jungkook who slowly runs his hands through her hair. When the boy's turn to sing comes, the girl does not let go of his shirt, clenching it in her hand and rubbing her eye with the other.

Just as Jungkook picks up the mic, "it's your first try, isn't it?" Suga asks with a chuckle, everyone laughs causing Jungkook to smile as well. "Sit down, please"

Jungkook sits down but Luna doesn't let go of his shirt, holding his shoulder.

"Ah, you're really clingy today, Aera." jhope speaks.

"It's because we woke her when she didn't want to, she becomes more clingy when she has to wake up forcefully," Suga informs.

After Jungkook's turn finishes by singing the wrong lyrics, "Isn't it your first try today?" Suga asks him.

"Yes, it is,"

"Do you both remember sleeping even though you fell off earlier?" This time he directs the question to both the maknaes.

They both just look at him with confusion.

"You both suddenly rolled off and then Jungkook sighed, "ah" and went back to sleep."

Jungkook gets up to walk away but Luna doesn't let him, she sits down to sing on her turn but still keeps clenching Jungkook's shirt, not letting him go back in line. Everyone starts laughing watching Jungkook look at her with a frown but standing still nonetheless. After Luna's turn ends, they both waddle together to the back of the line. Luna turns around and clings to his front, Jungkook looks like he doesn't mind and his hand starts stroking her head.

The game continues and at last, team glasses wins.

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