#sunarin says stuff

[animatedrapture]

please come back rin misses you a lot

rin needs to understand i need like 80rr more i just want plat please

[struwberrii]

suna headcanons 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

here are my silly sunarin headcanons!! hope you guys likey

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has the craziest sleep schedule like he stays up all night, falls asleep at 5am, wakes up at 8 am and just goes to school fine

buys you snacks from the vending machines daily

teases you a lot but is really flirty about it

probably most active at night and invites you out when it’s dark, he just likes how much emptier everywhere is

has the best music taste and always puts you onto his music

nonchalant dread head of japan

would probably sneak into your house through your window just to see you

says the funniest things with the most deadpan expression which makes it 10x

if you dont reply to his messages fast enough he hits you with the "why do you hate me"

he’s too honest sometimes and has a bad habit of saying things that are rude when he really didn’t have to

randomly tackles you and play fights

bros the type to pick you up and jump into the pool with you

does the bare minimum with all his school work

starts talking like you and using your slang when you guys hang out long enough

he’s the guy people talk shit around bc they think he’s quiet and a loner but he’s lowkey a shit starter and shares what he hears

slacks/lazy in most things but he carries you guys in fortnite

his bed is covered in stuffed animals from you, even all the cute sanrio ones

ur his profile pic online

i feel like he’d use discord and get paid as a mod on some server 😭😭

calls you stupid as a term of endearment

he can always tell when something’s wrong, like he can sense if something’s off with you

probably wears a lot of sweat pants

always smells really woody and fresh (yk like generic men’s cologne idk 😭)

very touchy, loves having an arm around you waist :3

allergic to drinking water, ik his piss is acid (honestly same here….)

his sister loves you so much

lowkey the worst at soothing you/cheering you up so he just hugs you

let’s you do skincare on him, he thinks it’s relaxing

i feel like he’d own at least one of those stupid tiktok fidget toys that he swears works but everytime he uses it he can’t stop laughing thinking about how stupid he looks

has a bad diet only because he’s too lazy to actually cook

burps SO LOUD and SO OFTEN like hold it man

has a tiktok account that he rage baits people on and reads the comments to you pretending it wasn’t him who wrote them (smh)

tries to teach you volleyball so you guys can kinda play together

i feel like he’d know a lot about the stars and like the constellations

i also feel like he’d really like coke floats (ice cream + coke in a glass) a lot for some reason

acts like he doesn’t really care but he cares so much

he’s only vulnerable and emotional with you

randomly attacks you with kisses

i feel like he'd know some really good unknown dessert spots all around town

i feel like hes an adidas guy

says out of pocket stuff on purpose with no reaction just to see you panic (he thinks its funny)

[pookalicious-hq]

whatever... suna rintarou x reader

masterlist <3 a/n: small sunarin blurb i whipped up while trying to get out of a writers block, also implied miya sister manager reader tw: none <3 word count: 600ish

“Why are you laughing? You can’t actually find that funny.”

Rintarou’s face remained composed, but if you looked closely, you might catch the faintest curve at the corner of his lips, his eyes just barely hinting at amusement. It was a subtle shift, one that most people would overlook, but she knew better. She had spent enough time around him to recognize the telltale signs of his teasing.

“Not really,” he replied, his voice carrying that familiar, playful edge. A teasing glint flickered in his eyes, daring her to react. “I just wanted to see that little scrunch in your nose.”

Her nose crinkled in disapproval as if on command, the exact reaction he was hoping for. She hated how predictable she could be around him, and yet, a part of her didn’t mind at all. His teasing had a way of pulling out sides of her she didn’t always let show.

“I don’t scrunch my nose, idiot,” she shot back, though her tone lacked the bite she intended. Her pulse quickened in frustration, knowing she was giving him exactly what he wanted.

“You just did, idiot,” Rintarou countered, his smirk widening slightly, satisfied with the effect he had on her.

She rolled her eyes, but there was a softness to her exasperation. With a huff, she turned her gaze to the side, muttering a quick “whatever” as she tried to salvage her dignity. The way her cheeks puffed out ever so slightly when she was annoyed—Rintarou couldn’t help but find it endearing. The sight filled him with warmth, a sensation that seemed to grow stronger every time he was around her.

Naturally, she was the one looking up at him, her eyes just barely peeking out from under her perfectly curled lashes. But from his position on the ground, he found himself with a new perspective—one that made it increasingly difficult to maintain eye contact with the girl in front of him. The way the light caught in her hair, the soft curve of her lips, even the slight flush on her cheeks—it was all becoming harder to ignore. He could feel his heartbeat quicken, a reaction he wasn’t used to, but one that was becoming more familiar with each passing day.

Without meaning to, his gaze lingered just a moment longer on her lips, and he quickly looked away, hoping she didn’t notice.

“Sunarin!”

The spell was abruptly broken by Atsumu’s screeching voice. Both of them turned in the direction of the sound, matching looks of annoyance crossing their faces.

“Stop flirting with my sister and help clean up!”

Rintarou sighed, pushing himself up from the ground, brushing off the sudden awkwardness. “Shut up, fuck-face,” he shot back, though the slight pink tint on his cheeks might have suggested otherwise. “Aren’t you supposed to be helping too?”

Atsumu rolled his eyes dramatically, crossing his arms over his chest. “Yeah, yeah, but you’re better at this organizing stuff than me. Plus, you two looked like you were having a moment,” he added with a sly grin.

She groaned, shooting her brother a glare. “We were not having a moment, you idiot.”

“Sure didn’t look like it,” Atsumu teased, his grin widening. “But whatever you say, nezumi-chan.”

Rintarou couldn’t help but chuckle at the siblings’ banter, a bit relieved by the shift in conversation. He glanced back at the girl above him, who was still glaring daggers at Atsumu, and felt that familiar warmth spread through him again. It was getting harder to ignore—this ease, this connection.

He picked up a stray volleyball, tossing it into a nearby basket. “Come on, let’s finish up before he starts yapping again.”

She let out a frustrated sigh but nodded, grabbing another volleyball. “Whatever. If he keeps this up, I’m locking him out of the house.”

Rintarou laughed, the sound lighter than before. “Sounds good to me.”

taglist: @arusio , @neito327 , @kyoneko , @jino0ix , @soobinsbreadscrumbs , @dazqa, @littlemissendlessdreamer , @blueeclipsepaperartstudent , @ihatetakumi , @sugacor3

[sanb3rry]

not the anon who asked for the silly suna bf hcs but hes so CUTE UGH i love what u wrote for him, and yes we want more silly suna hcs if u have 🤲🏻🤲🏻🤲🏻

friwaofn tytyyy ! i love writing for suna cause in my mind he's just a silly guy who puts up a cool front.

bf! suna >> pt.1 , pt.2

when you sit next to each other in class, he draws little doodles of you and him doing stuff on sticky notes. most of them are you guys kissing, hugging or going on dates but once he drew a suggestive one and almost got caught. he stuck one of them on your bag and you didn't notice it till your friend pointed it out.

he hates like bitter stuff. he tried drinking black coffee and almost spit out the drink, said it tastes like "dirt water". if you drink black coffee, he just stands there looking at you in disbelief.

likes going to parks with you in the ungodly hours in the night, he goes on the swings and tries to go as high as possible and somehow never falls off. also hangs off of the monkey bars, def gave you a spider-man kiss and got very flustered and fell off. he was okay tho.

sends you a "i'm batman" text at least once a day. you texted him asking if he wanted to go to the convenience store at like 1AM and he replied saying he was too busy fighting crime.

he loves marvel, has like comics from when he was younger on his shelves.

points at the ugliest things ever and says that it looks cute whenever you two go to a shop.

likes doing skincare with you and pretending it's a youtube video.

if you have plushies in your room and leave him alone with them, he will wrestle or threaten them, jokingly.

takes naps at the weirdest places ever and no one questions it.

"where's sunarin?" "he's sleeping in the storage room." "oh, okay."

he's a cat magnet.

really really good at mario kart, but he always loses to his sister or you just to see you guys smile. (only after winning atleast two times tho)

whenever he's at home or just chilling with you, he uses (cutesy) clips to push his hair back, he looks adorable.

doesn't like bananas.

© sanb3rry2023

[emmyrosee]

GUESS WHO’S BACK!!! WITH ANOTHER RANT!!! your resident haikyuu simp, that’s who. (a simp who is currently listening to her friend argue w her bf send help this is so awkward)

Today I offer: sunarin teasing a (slightly) jealous reader.

Okay so let’s just say that your relationship was more on the private side- no one outside of friends, his teammates and family knew he was dating anyone. But you’ve been together for so long?? Like years. And his fans for some reason seem to think he’s been dating some other public figure (up to your imagination) bc they’ve been at the same events a couple times now and somehow keep ending up in pics together. These two have like, never spoken aside from awkward small talk to be polite. Very un-relationship like. So anyway. You’re starting to not like the fact that every single time you open social media you’re flooded with fan pages shipping them, and Suna picks up on this and just??? Posts you one day??? Randomly??? And it’s both the sweetest and most annoying thing ever bc aww cute caption and stuff but “really, rin, did you NEED to add the picture of us from two years ago when my hair looked like that?” (He might have also posted a suggestive pic of you two or a video of you kissing or something at the end and you just haven’t scrolled that far yet so he basks in the peace and hides away before he can hear your shriek when you realize hehe)

Either way it’s sweet and things calm down after that, but he teases you RELENTLESSLY about the fact you were jealous and makes it known that you’re the only one for him ever. and that he would never even make you jealous on purpose or anything, he just likes the feeling of belonging to you as much as you belong to him <3

I’m just soft for rin, my next couple rants might be suna-centric :3

anon <3

WOULD LIGHT MYSELF ON FIRE FOR ONE (1) SUNA RINTARO, HE IS THE LOML AND I WILL ABSOLUTELY DEVPUR ALL THE RINTARO RANTS-

Ahem.

He’s a shit. I love him so much.

Because like, yeah, okay, paparazzi are the worst, and while he’s still able to live his life like a standard person, he knows what people do to celebrities who are in relationships, and he doesn’t want to put you through that. Your friends respected that, his teammates completely close lipped -atsumu actually has it in his interview agreements he’s never to talk about any relationships, and honestly, it’s been a life saver for so many of his teammates- but nothings perfect.

Sometimes, like an idiot, Rin leaves the house with hickeys on full display. Just. Out and about. The media loves that, and usually, Rintaro doesn’t even care, whatever makes them happy.

But then it happens.

He gets out of a limo at a sponsor event, with a ‘mysterious woman,’ dress shirt wrinkled and tux closed haphazardly.

And of course, a hickey just above the pristine white collar.

This. Blows. Up.

Because of course it does, and of course people now assume this woman is the one who leaves marks on your boyfriends body, and how cool he is for dating someone uNdErGrOuNd and whatever the bloody hell they try to spew.

And it hurts, okay, because this woman- Atsumu’s stylist, literally because the man child can’t go one damned day without spilling something on himself, and that’s actually why she was helping Rin, dumbass spilt champagne all over his-damn-self- is very obviously not his partner, you are, and it’s just. It sucks watching them get fan edits and theories on how long they’re been together when you know the truth.

It turns you pretty sour towards him, almost resentful, and he tries to remind you that it’s just a rumor and you’re the only soul he’d ever want to be with, but it gets hard to believe when you open your Instagram and it’s about how stunning “Rin’s girlfriend” is.

And you, obviously, are not that person. You’re you.

Instead of sitting together, you’re sitting on one end of the couch, far from him; he tries to snuggle, and you get up and leave the room. Instead of holding his hand in the car, his hand tries desperately to paw for yours or even your thigh, just to hold onto you, but you turn towards the window. Instead of going with him places when he goes to see his buddies, you croak out an extremely sad “how about you go with the pretty lady who gives you hickeys?”

He feels bad for you, obviously. But in his own mind, he’s at his breaking point. He needs your attention and affection, he thrives and breathes and lives because of it, and now he’s losing his mind that he hasn’t had it for weeks.

So, against telling you, and hoping to smother any other rumors about himself and Atsumu’s stylist, he makes his post.

None of them have your whole face, maybe an eye or a smile or wearing a mask (he put some thought into this okay-) but it’s very obviously not the stylist. He posts a picture of a shadow in which your hands are holding, the next one is a picture you took, where your hand was shaped in half a heart and on the other end, he held up the other half to match, and finally, a video; one where he’s laying on top of you with his eyes closed, your hand in his hair and scratching his scalp while he sleepily mumbles how much he loves you (the last video is actually one he took of you suckling and marking up his neck, his raspy breath on the other end; extremely not safe for the internet, and naturally, when you saw that, you shit your pants and chased him with a shoe, but that’s not the point.)

It’s something he clearly wanted to fix, but also wanted to keep you as safe as possible. And you certainly appreciate it, and when you see what he did and how the comments are now hyping you up, you shuffle your way to find him. He’s on the couch, carding his own hair, and smiling up at you as you approach him.

“Thank you,” you whisper, and he shifts one of the legs sprawled out on the couch to rest on the floor so you can lay between them, which you do. “I hated being so far from you but… but I couldn’t-“

“I get it,” he assures, nosing softly at you. “It wasn’t fair to you. I know how much you hated it.”

“She was very pretty, though,” you confess, and he lowers his eyes to peek at you through his lashes.

“You think so?” He asks, shrugging as you nod. “Wasn’t really my type.”

[izufeels]

this is such a cute lil game 🥹

atsumu miya (and if I can do two can I also get suna rina pls if i can't do two then just miya is fine hehe)

1. what's their beach days routine (what do they bring, do they apply sun screen? any specific stuff you think they'd do/bring on beach day?)

2. silver, gold, or no jewelry?

3. what do you think they smell like (cologne)?

4. how would they react to a classmate being overly flirty? 👀

ATSUMU

1. the only thing he brings is twisted teas. that was a half joke, but he probably only brings like an almost empty thing of sunscreen and a volleyball

2. he doesnt often wear jewelry, but for volleyball pictures and school pictures he wears a thin gold chain (which is sooooo frat boy of him and i love it)

3. for a VEEERRRRRYYYY long time (im talking like 5th grade to 2nd year) he wore strictly axe body spray. and then he tried flirting with this girl and she shut him down using his cologne as an insult, so he started wearing stupidly expensive colognes. type of dude to have a cologne COLLECTION

4. he wants everyone to think hes some super badass, flirty womanizer, but really hes a total geek. he’ll flirt with ANYTHING but the moment u flirt back hes PERPLEXED. especially if u were super forward. blushing virgin.

SUNARIN

1. doesnt bring anything to the beach. if he goes with his family, he relies on his mom to bring sunscreen. if he goes with the team, he relies on kita (and he always comes through dw). and if he gets the wooorrrrssst sunburn he act like he doesnt gaf (he does and it hurts really bad atsumu pls stop slapping him on the back)

2. never wears jewelry, but if he did it would be silver

3. there’s this cologne called american spirit and i think it would fit him very well. one of those guys who ALLLWAYS smells good

4. listen guys. he wants to be super mysterious and like super nonchalant but if ur super flirty with him- he has no idea what to do. like obviously hes had a girlfriend or two, but neither of them were ever forward like u. so he just brushes it off and tries to return the energy (he fails bc he doesnt know what to say) and the twins def make fun of him

atsumu pictured here

suna down below

^ read the alt text pls!

[flyingwargle]

flufftober day 13: attic, cellar, hidden room

kita is greeted with a serene breeze at the top of the stone steps, verdant leaves rustling with the wind's chorus. the shrine grounds are well-kept as always, grounds recently swept, bells chiming. he passes the central pavilion that shelters twin kitsune statues, facing each other with stern eyes that watch over the town of inarizaki below.

after greeting miya, the shrine maiden, he continues to the temple at the back of the property, where visitors can offer incense and ring the bell for the gods. kita skirts around the altar to the side, where a sliding door blends into the structure, and slides it open. "hello, twins."

"ah, kita-san!" on the other side of the altar are living quarters for the shrine keeper, but since miya has a home in town, it's been overtaken by the kitsune that the town worship, two spirits who present themselves as human-like in white kimono with red markings beneath their eyes, fox ears at the top of their heads, and tails that swish with the wind.

youkai.

atsumu approaches first, a grin on his face. osamu peers behind him, wary of the human who can see them, giving him a nod of greeting, nonetheless. "yer just in time, we were gonna head up. let's go!"

kita has a policy to not involve himself with youkai, but ever since coming to town, he's overstepped the boundaries that kept him safe in the city. perhaps it's because of the countryside's friendly atmosphere. perhaps it's because of the youkai themselves, who want nothing more than to protect the town. perhaps it's because the kitsune act like teenagers most of the time, despite their long lives.

he climbs the ladder to the attic after them, sneezing from the lingering dust. there are boxes upon boxes around them, nondescript and old. kita opens one of them, blinking at various decorations stuffed inside. “how exactly will looking through these boxes help?”

"yer grandpapa was a shrine keeper, so i dunno, i thought ya might find some o' his stuff," atsumu says, swinging open the window. "like papers or whatever."

"i thought ya asked 'im ta help clean up," osamu points out, heading to a different corner of the attic.

"shh! don't ruin it, 'samu!"

kita moves the box aside for another. "for almighty youkai, you sure are timid to ask for help. surely you could enchant me to do your bidding?"

atsumu pouts. "we ain't like that! we're nice youkai, unlike those scrubs in sunarin's part o' the forest. right, 'samu?"

"and yet, i don't need to rely on humans to do work for me."

suna is perched on the windowsill, presenting himself as humanoid in a red kimono with koi fish on the sleeves, face hidden behind a kitsune mask, pointed ears at the top of his head. he sighs. "what dumb shit are you up to now?"

"watch yer tongue. ya call yerself a deity?" atsumu snorts, waving a hand toward the labyrinth of boxes. "doin' some cleanin', obviously. didja know that kita-san's grandpapa was a shrine keeper? he could see youkai, too."

his hum is muffled behind his mask. “i think i remember some traveling shrine keepers stop by, but i don’t remember their names or faces.”

"yer memory is ass."

"you're an ass."

osamu rolls his eyes, bringing a box to kita. "i think ya might find somethin' in here. it's full o' administrative stuff."

said stuff includes old receipts, certificates, records, and other books, all handwritten in nearly indecipherable kanji. kita recognizes his surname, however, on a few of them, although he can barely read any of it. "thanks. could i bring some back to my granny? she might be able to read it."

"can yer granny see youkai?" atsumu asks, now perched on a stack of boxes, tails swishing behind him.

"i don't know. i never asked." he didn't know about his grandpa until another youkai mistook him for the late kita shinji. who passed down their ability to see youkai, he wonders, and could his parents see them, too?

no. they didn't see the youkai behind kita that night. or maybe they did and chose not to comment. either way, he'd rather not speak to them unless needed, not until they visit again, if they do. "thank you," he adds, turning to the kitsune twins. "is there anything that i can help you with?"

that's how he spends the rest of the afternoon moving boxes around. suna watches from his perch and makes unnecessary comments or quips about the twins, who respond in earnest. by the time they’re finished, all the boxes are arranged in organized stacks, sunlight pooling on the dusted floor.

they climb the ladder down, and kita collapses onto the couch, covered in sweat and dust. osamu makes a beeline to the kitchen, offering him a plate of onigiri. kita has no idea how youkai produce food, knows better than to ask, and accepts one with thanks. with only furikake as seasoning, the onigiri is still flavorful and delicious. “i’d offer ya tea, but we ran out,” atsumu says apologetically. “we’re hopin’ that some o’ the mid-tier ayakashi will have some at tonight’s banquet.”

“it’s all right. i should head home, soon.” he finishes his last mouthful and wipes his hands clean with his handkerchief. “thank you for the food.”

“come by soon, yeah? it’s fun with ya ‘round.” atsumu smiles, golden eyes gleaming. “the forest’s been livelier ever since ya came here. ya should join us fer one o’ our banquets!”

suna shakes his head. “some of them won’t take too kindly to humans. the fact that he’s here at all is a surprise.” kita doesn’t comment, quite aware of how the minor deity feels about him. he simply bows his head and exits, the twins calling out after him.

“if ya ever need us, call fer us!”

he says goodbye to the shrine maiden on his way out, climbing the stairs down. the trail is decorated with lanterns, unlit in the fading light, until he emerges from the forest and onto the road, where rice fields greet him. he’s about to head toward home when the familiar sound of bicycle wheels squeak to a halt behind him. “shin?”

aran rests his arms on his handlebars. “aran.” kita nods in greeting. “coming back from the supermarket?” the front basket on his bike is filled with groceries.

“ah, yeah. pa an’ i are gonna have curry. do ya wanna join us?”

kita thinks for a moment, eyes pointed toward home. “can my granny join? i’m sure she’d love to come.”

“of course! pa’s vegetable curry is somethin’ else. i better head back first, so he can get started – see ya later!” with a wave, his friend pedals off, and kita continues in the opposite direction.

life has certainly become brighter, ever since he moved here. friends were difficult in the city, especially with his ability to see youkai, so now that he made a friend to share his secret with, his shoulders are no longer heavy, especially when the youkai that he’s befriended are far from the malicious types that followed his shadow for so long.

a smile touches upon his lips. he’s looking forward to tonight, and many more nights to come.

[causenessus]

haiii what r u favourite fics (completed mostly but ongoing is fine too<3) of suna? i neeeeed stuff to read ahhhhh i feel like i’ve read everything!! tyyy<3

CRACKS KNUCKLES

(unfortunately i think a lot of the things i'd read for sunarin are lost in my reblogs somewhere bc they're like little oneshots or it's like hcs for various characters BUT here are so my favorites that are super super memorable and will always stick with me <33)

kiss me by @eggyrocks will forever be a suna fic i think about and brainrot froth over the mouth over (completed/oneshot)

I READ THE FINAL CONTRACT (completed) IN ONE NIGHT IT WAS SO GOOD I HIGHLY RECCOMEND IT!! IT IS BY MY PLATONIC WIFE <3 @afyrian WHO IS ALSO COMING OUT WITH A SUNA FIC MAYBE TOMORROW <33 PLEASE READ ANYTHING BY THEM!! SHE'S SO GOOD <3 I WOULD ALSO JUST SAY CHECK OUT THEIR MASTERLIST FROM ONE OF HER OTHER SIDEBLOGS HERE!! THERE ARE MANY SUNA FICS THAT OMG?? I JUST REALIZED I HAVEN'T READ SOME OF THESE AND WILL BE DOING SO SOON!!

mirage by @nectardaddy RAHHH so many emotions with this one <3 (ongoing)

OH YNKELKNFJBVIOHERKEROGFIHENR SUNA'S PART IN THE RAVEN'S EYE DINER IS SO SO SO SO GOOD IT IS BY MY OTHER PLATONIC SPOUSE @guitarstringed-scars (ongoing but suna's part is done)

AND I HAVE NOT HAD THE TIME TO READ IT YET but @sandwhitches is a big suna enthusiast and i think you should also definitely check out on sight by her!!! (ongoing)

[hyunverse]

skz as haikyuu characters go ! (slight bribe to insert tsumu somewhere cause he's my babe </3 im an inarizaki girly)

i love this question... TURN IT UP!!!

chan as kuroo!!!! he's a leader js like kuroo and he's Silly but caring abt other members js like kuroo

u ask, u receive 🙏 minho as tsumu. THERE I SAID IT. look at tsumu's dynamic w the rest of msby black jackals and look at minho w skz!!! it's identical i swear

changbin literally exudes major bokuto energy!!!!!! he so does!!!! bo's mood swings are similar to binnie's reactions when the members mess w him

hyunjin as akaashi me thinks. except he's just a tad bit sillier. this is partially bcs i like akaashi and also bcs i think hyunibini is so bokuaka coded DONT U THINK SO...???

hannie as yamaguchi mayhaps? i cant explain on this one but he feels like tadashi

felix is like a mix of kenma and hinata!!!! he's smart when it comes to games js like kenma but he's sunshine in a person like shoyo

seung is so tsukishima Plz i dont think it's a debate and the whole banter tsukki has with kuroo is literally just like the dynamic between seungmin and bang chan

jeongin... Mmmm... dare i say sunarin. both jeongin and sunarin seem easygoing and stuff but then boom witty comments!!!!

[babubunny]

SunaAtsu/AtsuSuna headcanons you didn’t know you needed:

- these two absolutely love crappy reality tv shows. We’re talking shows like, real housewives, dance moms, toddlers and tiaras, love island, all that type of stuff

- they quote the shows so much to each other that some people think they’re two aliens speaking to each other

- one time during a school assembly there was an empty chair up on the stage. Atsumu turned to Suna and said “oh my God Sunarin…the empty chair is doin its solo”. They were promptly told off for snickering to themselves instead of paying attention

- one day Gin brought up how them watching these shows together was practically like a cute stay in date

- they started forcing Osamu to watch the shows with them from that day forward. They had to bribe him with the promise of snacks

- if they happened to end up somewhat snuggling after Osamu fell asleep out of boredom, they didn’t tell anyone

- Suna has a folder on his phone that’s labeled ‘school notes’ but it’s actually just pictures of Atsumu

- after they left school and joined their respective teams they organised a time to see each other every weekend to binge watch their favourite shows. They would switch who’s house they stay at every weekend. Osamu just so happened to have ‘business stuff’ every weekend just so he wouldn’t be forced to 3rd wheel those two oblivious idiots

- when Suna finally confessed Atsumu just stared at him before saying “did Samu turn ya down or somethin?”

“What the fuck do you mean by that Atsumu?”

“I mean my answer ain’t no but it would be nice ta know if I was yer second choice.”

“Why would you be my second choice?”

“I’m always people’s second choice.”

- Suna didn’t say anything to that and just kissed Atsumu. When they finally pulled apart Suna just said “you are my second choice, but you were my first choice too.”

[laralynn]

The love you deserve

brotherly love, sakuatsu, implied osasuna

Atsumu has been taking care of Osamu for as long as Osamu could remember.

However, he never noticed it until he was 16.

One day, Osamu's class was dismissed late and his stomach was growling, even after he finished his bento in class. He moodily slumped on the chair next to his brother's, pouting that he still had to wait in line to get lunch. Atsumu, sensing his brother's hunger from perpetual scowl on his face, lifted the lid off his bento and pushed it to Osamu.

"Eat," he ordered.

Before Osamu could refuse or even thank him, Atsumu was out of his seat, beelining for the long queue to get his own lunch. It wasn't rare for Atsumu to give Osamu his lunch at school, but the opened bento staring back at him was proof that his brother was taking care of him, even when he didn't notice.

From then onwards, Osamu became more conscious of how Atsumu shows he cares — giving Osamu his umbrella whenever it rained, buying 2 of everything so Osamu could have one, laying out his shoes at the genkan so Osamu could just slip them on before going to school, the list was endless.

Even today, on Osamu's wedding day before he was promised to another, Atsumu was still taking care of him until the last second.

"I triple-checked to make sure all your stuff and important documents are packed and left them by the door, so once you're done with the ceremony, you and Sunarin could just grab them and go to your new house," Atsumu announced as he entered the kitchen.

He approached Osamu who was munching on a quick snack before the ceremony and patted his shoulder. "Also, if you realized you left out anything later on, don't panic and just give me a call, then I'll grab them and meet up with you guys at your house, okay?"

Osamu nodded, about to say something when Atsumu glanced at him and frowned. "Now, where's your tie? Your ceremony literally starts in 15 minutes; go wash your hands and dry them properly."

He then spotted said tie hanging on a chair and snatched it off, hands deftly tying it properly at once.

Osamu obediently washed his hands and mouth, trying his best to not wet his sleeves. When he turned around, Atsumu had a perfectly done tie in one hand, a hand towel in another outstretched hand.

Osamu accepted the towel as Atsumu looped the tie over his neck before pulling at it to tighten the knot.

"There you go." Atsumu took a step back, admiring his work.

Osamu couldn't help but smile softly at his brother. "Thanks."

Atsumu patted his elbow twice reassuringly.

When Atsumu moved away to clean up the kitchen, Osamu stood unmoving by the sink, lowering the hand towel as he stared at his brother's back.

Atsumu always stood tall and proud. His back was strong and unmovable, just as his personality was incredibly stubborn and independent.

Atsumu was always the caretaker, the provider, the big brother. And Osamu wanted to take care of his brother in return so desperately.

Atsumu moved past the groom-to-be, stopping in front of him with a questioning smile, a hand on Osamu's elbow.

"You deserve to be taken care of," Osamu blurted out.

Atsumu blinked, smile morphing into a confused one instead. "Okay... Thanks, I guess? Um, you ready to go out? Everyone's waiting."

"No, 'Tsumu, wait." Osamu grasped his brother's arm, looking straight into his eyes. "You really deserve the best," Osamu said seriously. "You deserve someone who will take good care of you and love you and always look out for you. Just like how you are with me. And even better."

Atsumu's eyes watered as he inhaled quietly. "Okay," he said softly.

"Promise me you won't settle until you found someone who will treat you well," Osamu whispered, gripping his brother's sleeve.

Atsumu placed a hand over his, nodding with a smile. "Okay, 'Samu. I promise."

Osamu knew that a verbal promise didn't mean much and they would both probably forget about this conversation tonight after they get wasted at the reception, but hearing Atsumu agree made Osamu relieved, like his brother was finally aware of how much he worthed.

Osamu pulled his brother into a hug, and he felt like he was 8 years old again, hugging Atsumu tightly to placate his cries after he saw Osamu's injuries from falling off a swing.

Atsumu hugged back just a tightly, finally pulling away after a final squeeze. He dabbed at his eyes and wiped Osamu's face (Osamu didn't know he cried himself), pecking his brother's temple quickly. Atsumu chuckled wetly. "Let's go give you away."

It was probably the wrong choice of words because the twins ended up bawling their eyes out in their childhood kitchen and the ceremony was postponed an additional 10 minutes, and truly, the brothers forgot about their little conversation after Osamu's wedding reception that night.

7 years later, Osamu watches his brother kiss his husband as the crowd's applause reverberates off the ballroom walls. Osamu smiled so wide the entire day that his cheeks burned, but he couldn't stop himself from expressing the overwhelming happiness he feels for the newlyweds.

After Atsumu and Kiyoomi cut their cake, the crowd watched in horror as Kiyoomi's 5 year old nephew crashed into the table, the 2 feet cake toppling over the couple in slow motion.

Everyone braced themselves for the impact, while Miya Kiyoomi reflexively pushed Atsumu out of the way.

The cake fell on Kiyoomi entirely, and not a single crumb touched Atsumu's suit.

As Osamu watched his brother attempt to help his husband up while laughing his head off, the memory of them talking in the kitchen all those years ago came back to Osamu in a flash.

It took him a few years, but Atsumu kept his promise, after all.

And Osamu was relieved.

[hqsimprevival2024]

Thinking about the possibility of Tendou, Osamu, and Yukie being a BFF Foodie trio timeskip.

Cuz like Tendo is a renowned chocolatier (which I could only assume he also extends his cooking/baking skills into experimenting different pastries that are chocolate-flavored).

Samu is an Onigiri bitch

And Yukie would just be delighted to be the taste-maker for them!! She would definitely have helpful and genuine feedback because of how passionate she is with food!!!!

They met during a food expo. Nobody was available to come with them that day so they all went alone until they bumped into one another and they immediately recognized each other.

Chaotic duo! Tendo + Yukie with their Responsible Adult! Samu.

Samu would just be exasperated handling these two idiots (bc someone in this group needs to have atleast a higher level of maturity).

Whenever Samu is experimenting with his Onigiri flavors, Yukie and Tendo would help him achieve the state of cooking it into perfection ✨

No, Tendou, you cannot put chocolate in any of chocolate inside the Onigiri

I could also imaging that to boost the popularity of Miya Onigiri, Samu will take Yukie's suggestion to create a food-challenge in his shop. Whether it is to finish 10 Onigiris within 1 minute or other stuffs.

Yukie will then invite Bokuto (with Akaashi, Konoha supervising the big boy) and challenge him to a buffet competition.

Bokuto would obv lost but his post about it in his insta story would make his fans flock to the said branch to try out the challenge of Onigiri Miya!

Tsumu would obv want to support his brother too so he would challenge Osamu.

You cant convince me that SunaRin would not be there be filming the whole thing.

Samu would def win but this would also skyrocket the popularity of Onigiri Miya bc of how fun it was (thanks to the clips that Rin filmed and that Tsumu posted in his story).

Safe to say, Samu can retire as early as 40 with the trajectory of Onigiri Miya's business is taking off.

Rin and Tendo would have some internal beef with each other (bc of Tendou's pettiness of how Rin always avoided his Guess block during their VB years).

Rin would be wary as to why this man was getting close to Samu (it's not like he feels a pang to his chest whenever Samu gives Tendo a hearty chuckle as they discussed excitedly things about food that Rinnie does not understand).

Samu would ofcourse notice the tension and will try to defuse it by inviting them to help him cook another meal he was experimenting with (it was really just an excuse to get them accustomed to each other's presence).

Yukie and Rin would be obv cool to each other (they don't "speak"— asides from the occasional greeting, to each other until Rin's 3rd visit).

You cannot also convince me that Onigiri Miya would then become a place of reunion of Inarizaki + Shiratorizawa + Fukuradoni as these three would drag their old teammates to hang-out and catch up.

Some Nekoma and Karaduno alumnis (+Itachiyama and Kamomedai) would get dragged along to these mini-reunions too.

[emmyrosee]

LETS TALK ABOUT SUNARIN MY (SECOND) MOST BELOVED HAIKYUU MAN!! do you think he was a little fuck boyish as a young man or more introverted and more interested in other things than hooking up?

OOOOOOO *rubs hands together* I think he was more introverted, bUT loved to pretend like he knew what the hell he was talking about. like he was such a shy little trouble maker, always giving advice to his friends even though he had no actual evidence to back up what he was saying.

Not to mention, that stuff just… didn’t matter to him. He never had a first crush until high school, someone to pine after and chase because he just never felt the need to, nor anyone to cause that desire.

And he also had enough going on- between volleyball, his little sister who was terror enough to turn away from girls, and his failing science grade, who was he to waste his time on silly little crushes?

Until of course, you started coming around, and everything clicked. He understood what the twins were talking about. He got what the hype was. He knew he had to get to know you.

[gaoau]

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last online july 20th. suna had already memorized those words beneath [surname]'s profile picture. true to her word, she vanished from the face of the earth for their summer break. after learning about nyanza—both the cat and the color—he returned to a monochrome world of fading saturation.

with his phone glued to his hand for the most part of his day, he ended up checking her chatroom far more than he cared to admit. her last message to him had been on tuesday, july 17th. ironically, it was a shade of grey.

timberwolf, she had typed with an unnecessary amount of exclamation points, it's patented by crayola, so i don't like it. multiple stickers of a disgusted character followed. suna remembered he had picked up his phone because of its pestering vibrations.

but timberwolf didn't stick to him as gainsboro had. [surname] didn't like it and he figured neither did he. it was another uninteresting name for such a dull color that was grey.

he scrolled up into past conversations. tuscany, mellow yellow, skobeloff, cadet, ecru, keppel, b'dazzled blue. suna chuckled. she had switched from typing to voice-messaging him so she could rant about blue and why she loved it so much. a color that is rare in nature; it's not a pigment, but a structure.

sighing, he hurried to the bottom of the chat. his eyes flickered up to the same four words: last online july 20th. suna had expected her usual good mornin'! text the following saturday, and even anticipated a flurry of stickers to celebrate the summer.

his morning was dull and colorless as he transitioned into summer by himself.

a shadow loomed over him. suna craned his neck upwards to meet atsumu's curious gaze. "[surname]?" he read the name on the screen. "that the chick ya like?"

suna grimaced at him, his lips curling into a frown. a piercing pain in his temple made him wonder if his braincells were slowly killing themselves.

"'samu mentioned somethin' 'bout her." atsumu taunted him with that innocent grin he pasted on his lips. his eyes seemed to smile.

"i don't like her."

atsumu hummed. "'samu says ya flirt with her on a daily basis."

well, it turned out 'samu wasn't any better than atsumu as he had originally thought. "i don't," he sighed.

"uh-huh, she ghostin' ya?"

his fingers tightened around his phone. he locked it and shoved it inside his pocket. "she's away at a farm."

"and why're ya checkin' her chat?"

suna glanced to the side. "i dunno," he mumbled while shrugging.

atsumu's glare burned—it didn't compare to [surname]'s, but it bit at his skin with annoying fangs. he chuckled and whipped around. "yo, 'samu, get over here, you wanna hear this!"

suna cringed, both at atsumu's sudden yelling and the thought of having to deal with both miyas at the same time. osamu jogged over to the bleachers with a cocked brow.

"guess who this guy's missin'." atsumu jutted his thumb towards suna.

osamu frowned. his eyes darted between his brother and suna. the sound of the gears turning in his brain was practically deafening. "oh." his eyes lit up like a lightbulb. "[surname]-san." he seemed excited for half a second.

"jackpot."

"i knew ya liked 'er." osamu stared at him with that uninterested gaze of his. he stated his words as if they were a proven fact.

"i don't."

"sure doesn't look like it."

"i just got used to her colors or something."

"what's that?" atsumu interjected, lips curled into an amused smile. "sounds like some sappy shit."

osamu hummed and turned to his brother. "they flirt weird. they talk 'bout colors and stuff."

with eyes wide, atsumu stepped back hastily. "no way!" his palm slapped against his chest in mock-shock. suna grimaced. "sunarin?! our sunarin?! holdin' a conversation?!" he grinned like a proud parent, flicking nonexistent tears off his eyes.

"impressive, i know." osamu patted suna's shoulder as he nodded to his twin. "he makes the effort ta keep it going, askin' questions and stuff."

atsumu's cackles echoed in the gym. "man, i wanna shake this girl's hand. [surname], you said?"

"i'll invite her to practice. how 'bout it, suna?"

"no, don't do that." his reply hopped out of his mouth faster than light.

"oh? well, color me curious."

osamu snorted. "ya geddit? 'cause—"

"stop." suna rolled his eyes, rising from his seat at the bleachers with slumped shoulders. he didn't spare another glance at the twins as he resumed his free practice. he knew better than to let those two idiots get to him and tangle him in their antics. he couldn't be bothered to sit idly while listening to their taunts.

his phone vibrated from inside his pocket. even if he knew it wasn't [surname], his eyes scanned the notification with hopes of getting just one more color to learn about. it bothered him. he had gotten used to her colors. it was so annoying.

[yutatube]

I feel like a huge line from one of Marina's songs that hits every Oikawa kinnie in the guts is "I always feel like I'm the worst so I always act like I'm the best" or is it just me??

[diabolicalacid]

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↬ A/N : i have nothing to say to yn. this will be the last update for a while. i have exam week starting monday and i’ve run out of pre written stuff so smau will return at the end of next week after i’m done trying to attempt passing my preliminaries. also my ushijima fic hit more than 1000 notes. i’m overwhelmed? anywho something ushi related coming up real soon!

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