#that aren't atheletes or anything

[ontargetmadders]

I love the olympics. But you know what it really needs? Something fun and wacky like a takeshi's castle or total wipeout gameshow type of event! A lot of the sports are taken far too srsly and some are just overly dominated by certain countries making them far too predictable who is going to win. So it would just be nice to see something fun and open for anyone to win really 🤷🏽‍♂️

[irasamu]

. . . (🍷) ֶָ֢ 𔓘 MY HEART IS ALREADY YOUR'S, JUST CLAIM IT ; an atsushi nakajima drabble. ❞

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . athelete atsushi fluff? hell yeah!! give atsushi love you guys. (aka give me attention).

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . tw; angst, fluff, hurt to comfort idk, fem!reader, footballer!atsushi, actress!reader, anxious atsushi, atsushi has low self esteem, atsushi and reader are just cute fools in love and that's it ig,

sometimes losing is essential for the development of a person but not now. atsushi is ready to loose anything but this moment, his perfect and only opportunity to open his heart and serve it on a platter. oh whatever entity is above , he prays to you tonight to let things go his way for once. atsushi doesn't deem himself worthy of many things and it's the same now as he runs, bumping into people and profusely apologizing to them, anxious eyes glancing back to make sure his bouquet of flowers he carefully picked doesn't get damaged in the slightest.

atsushi is a man of sorrow, of disappointments and of unfortune but he had always gambled his way, betting his entire life for the temporary and fabricated worth to breath, to inhale without feeling as if he owns something and everything to everyone. the burning in his knees aren't from fatigue, he is a good runner or he wouldn't be in the national team but from fear.

he knows he doesn't have much time but please, oh please, let him have a few minutes at most. that's all he needs and deserves. feeling himself near the port where it all started years ago when atsushi was still a freshman in university, atsushi feels the same he felt that day.

anxious, scared yet excitement coated with nervousness.

and as the adults in his life turned a blind eye to his misfortunes, he too, turns a deaf ear to the thumping in his heart.

he speeds up, his eyes sparkles and he stops in his tracks entirely. the transition of his panick to cold anxiety is impressive but not more impressive then you who waited for him even if he is half an hour late from the original meet up time that he had set and shame not only backhugs him but makes its authority, its dominance over him clear in the form of the blood rushing to his cheeks.

"i . . . am late, sor-"

"-- yeah, you are late."

you two spoke at the same time and even the way you two widened your eyes happened at the same time.

atsushi had never been a man of fake hope but come on, this moment can't be a coincidence right?

raising his hand to place it on his nape which he then rubbed to form some friction strong enough to take his attention away from his furiously beating heart, atsushi glances down, biting his lip for his words are lost in the labyrinth which is his brain.

you bite your thumb, anxious eyes staying on him before falling on the bouquet of flowers by his side but you don't speak rather, you can't. you have never been one to speak first after all.

a few minutes of agonizing silence passed by before the small yet prominent part of atsushi which is a rebel compared to the rest of his personality, shouted, begged even for him to speak out now or hold this same cruel silence forever.

and who is atsushi but not a man and who is a man but not him who doesn't take the opportunity presented infront of him, taking the risk all for that success which isn't even guaranteed to be his?

taking a deep breath, his stomach is churning in anxiety, he exhales and couldn't, no matter how much he tried to, ignore the sweat forming on his nape.

atsushi raised his head, feeling his fingers turn cold and the coldness spreading to the rest of his hand.

atsushi took a step forward and grabbed your forearm, pulling you near him.

"i . . . please come to support me tomorrow, it's the semi finals."

oh.

no, no -- wait no.

oh god, no.

this wasn't what he wanted to say, he wanted to confess today yet no matter how much atsushi matures, how much he heals, he will remain the same coward he was ever since a kid.

atsushi could feel tears pooling in his eyes at utter disappointment at his own self, lips parted yet closed because will a confession even matter now? he ruined his chances.

calling you out despite knowing your movie premiere is in a few hours, finding time to squeeze out of his own hectic training to run all the way here and all for a measly invitation?

your heart squeezed in pain upon seeing tears in the eyes of the angel who stood with you many time despite your habit of always fucking over everything.

you knew you would either be proud or regret this moment but when has any of that ever mattered when it comes to atsushi so you step forwards, hesitantly raising your arms before you engulfed the man in a hug, wrapping your arms around his neck as you pull him closer.

atsushi broke down.

mayhaps it's the pressure of representing the country in the semi finals of the world cup, the expectations of his teammates, the fear of failing infront of the entire world, failing infront of you or maybe it's because he is disappointed in itself, lost his faith in himself and because he doesn't think he is worthy of hugging you

"if you win tomorrow," you pause, sadly looking down at his trembling form as he silently cries, ashamed and embarrassed, disappointed and sorrowful, ". . .take me out on a date and kiss me by the end of the night."

you complete your sentence as you didn't mind his arms being by his sides and not encircling your waist. you take the bouquet from his hand while you continue to rub his back in a comforting way with the other.

atsushi nods, face hiding in the crook of your neck and you close your eyes, relishing in the short moment of peace your heart acquired before your big show tonight, nothing but well wishes and hopes leaving your heart for the white haired man who is in your arms.

and you sigh, in disappointment or sadness, you aren't sure but one thing for certain is that atsushi nakajima won't confess today even if his feelings are awfully obvious.

and you? you will wait, for tomorrow, for you were tired of waiting and gave him the shove he needed.

and you could only hope that the status of your relationship changes tomorrow and who is atsushi if not a man?

and who is a man who doesn't grasp the opportunity presented to him?

and atsushi is a man, a human of the rawest form or else is there any better explanation to explain why only a day later, as atsushi scored the last goal, his first instinct wasn't to run towards his teammates and celebrate, wasn't to admire the fireworks fired to congratulate the winning team ; the team he is a part of.

but to look at the bleachers where thousands of fans sat and between them, were you, his eyes immediately found you because he had been looking at you many times once his teammate pointed you out to him.

your heart thumped in your chest, a grin couldn't be stopped by your self control from taking over your face as you continued to look at atsushi who pointed at himself, ran a hand through his hair, showed you two fingers -- his index and middle finger to indicate 'two' -- before he pointed at his wrist and then finally looked at you with a raised eyebrow.

in response, you tilted your head as you pouted subtly before closing your eyes as you shrugged and nodded, giggling upon seeing atsushi being swarmed by his teammates running and jumping onto him.

"two hours . . . i have spend an entire year while waiting for you to confess so two more hours isn't a big deal for me." you mumbled to yourself, not even thinking of the scandals and articles the media will publish centred on you and atsushi.

your eyes soften at the sight below of the happy and excited team members who ruffled atsushi's hair or congratulated him for his goal did end up being the one to make them enter the finals after all.

the grin on atsushi's face, sweat dribbling down his temples and the way sweet laughs left his lips were the sight you wanted to see forever.

when you leaned your chin on your palm and leaned forwards, you could almost picture atsushi being this joyful with your kids -- having a family with atsushi? the thought had you biting down on your bottom lip shyly.

atsushi ran towards his coach who patted his back, congratulating him and throwing a few praises which had the younger boy blushing in embarrassment when his eyes, once again, found you and atsushi tuned out from the world, his eyes were focused on only you and the adrenaline from winning which was still in his veins converted into courage and the small prominent part of him, the rebel, possessed him when atsushi raised his hand to point at you before blowing a flying kiss in your direction, winking after and the way he smirked when he saw your eyes widen in surprise before you smiled had nearly the entire stadium squealing at the sight of the man.

atsushi chuckled, turning to face his teammate as he talked to him for a few minutes before he looked at you again, winking again, taking advantage of this newfound courage in him and something about the sight of a sweat drenched atsushi with his hair messed up winking has you clenching your thighs and smiling like a lovesick fool.

you cover your bottom half of your face with your palm to conceal your smile from the many eyes and atsushi laughed, covering and rubbing his face with his hands -- the camera flashed capturing both of you in the moment and it will surely make a good cover picture on tomorrow's articles.

atsushi's coach playfully slapped his back, leading him out of the stadium and your smile didn't dare leave your face as you see him laugh, hiding the upper half of his face with his hand as he didn't try to fight the countless teasings of his teammates, he liked it, liked when they spoke of your name and his in the same sentence.

[luffysprincess]

OH MY GOD!! I LOVE THE CONCEPT OF LIBRARY OF LOVE SO MUCH AAAAAA 🔥🔥

Alright alright 😌

So me and Isagi :DDDD Hehehheheh 

Okay so first of all, amusement parks, baking dates, late night walks/drives, all nighters binging + pizza proceeded with sleeping in late and dancing in the room at 3 AM are definitely VERY COMMON with me and Isagi. I like to fuck my schedule up ( weak Si, don't come at me D: ) and pull him along in it :D (others call it distrubing the sleep cycle, I call it bringing him out of his shell shh) 

2) I like to think we knew each other for quite a while before I started dating (because I prefer knowing people before I date them), he was the athelete, sports kid and I was the academic achiever. He gave me motivation to take PE periods seriously and not "waste" them finishing up extra school work and I helped him with calculus :P 

3) We are both essentially easy people to be around, y'know? We aren't asshole to anyone without reason (we don't talk about Isagi on field shh) I mean he's an INFJ and I'm an ENFP so you can imagine.😂 (That doesn't mean we're both not PRETTY ambitious.) 

4) Oh yesss we definitely have LOOOOONG conversation which are mostly philosophical but we talk about anything and everything really 😂 I connect the best through such long discussions where I can see how similar we think, and if not, then how well we can respect each other's opinion. 

5) Oh wait. This is getting long. mm.... for the last one, my love language for giving is physical touch (as of what I've discovered so far T-T) and for recieving is words of affirmation...if that helps?

I hope this isn't too long!!

⌱ TITLE: The Love Switch

⌱ GENRE: Mystery, Comedy, Romance

⌱ PREDOMINANT TROPE(S): friends to lovers, idiots to lovers

⌱ SYNOPSIS:

Mira and Isagi have been the best of friends since birth. Everyone around them expects them to fall in love and get married one day. Rightfully so considered they’re in love with each other, but the two are both adamant that the other doesn’t see them romantically.

Things get weird for the two when one morning after visiting a local haunted museum, they wake up in each other’s bodies. But when they try to revisit said museum, they find the building completely empty and abandoned. The two must work together to undo whatever has brought them into this predicament, but in doing so, secrets are revealed. Secrets that will change the dynamics of their relationship.

⌱ ADDITIONAL PLOT POINTS:

The first thing Isagi does when he realizes he’s in Mira’s body is he flashes himself. He’s a guy ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

He definitely feels bad that he’s seen Mira naked without her consent but he’d have to sooner or later in order to shower. And Mira will also be seeing him naked so it’s all justified in his head.

Mira and Isagi stay switched for three weeks. They had to switch lives bc no one else can find out that they’re in each other’s bodies.

At some point Isagi finds Mira’s diary in her room that he resides in and finds love confessions to a guy named Igasi and is crushed bc he had hopes that she loved him back.

Mira was just paranoid someone would find her diary so she used a code name for Isagi in her diary. Isagi is an idiot for not figuring that out. Angst ensues but all is revealed at the end.

When they switch back it’s mid-kiss on pg 261. Yes true love’s kiss was the cure. No they did not know this. They just accidentally saved themselves.

⌱ AESTHETIC:

[despair-to-future-arcs]

So you met the Nijiues? Guess i was right on the money about Iroha being the one then

Th-The Nijiue's...? My mom and dad were speaking about it with me, seems the children of Ayato and Emina were planning to give a file that reveal they bribed their way in; mom felt bad for them.

Indeed but not just that but they were very abusive to their children too, it was no different from the orphanage and I wanted to expose them...

But at the time, I didn't know how bad it was until I went in to get a job but got rejected, when I was going to leave; I saw something that likely I wasn't suppose to see...

...

...

...

Date: March 25th, 2009

*At the Nijiue resident, the office of Ayato Nijiue open which him and Akane walk out*

Sorry but I don't think we require your services, thank you for offering to be a maid but I can't allow it for various reasons.

Really? But I just saw a job opening for a maid and I thought I be perfect, I mean you seen my qualifications, correct?

Yes I am and I will say it's quite impressive, given your age...

However given how young you are, I don't think it be a good look for my family if I hire someone as young as you and I feel you should go home, kid. Good day to you, I'll show you to the door.

Ri-Right, I suppose that makes sense; I'll take my leave... (Well, I suppose it does make sense; I better take my leave...)

*As then Ayato and Akane walk to the door, as they walk downstairs...*

???: WH-WHY DID YOU GO INTO MY ROOM, MOTHER?! I TOLD YOU YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSE TO TOUCH THAT!

???: And why not? One of the guards went in and saw this pop idol garbage under your bed and I told you that you aren't allow any of that garbage, it's a disgrace to our family!

???: We-Well I wasn't doing anything I just took it, I don't even like that music so give it back you good for nothing fraud!

*SLAP!*

...! (O-Oh goodness, what...what was that...?!)

???: I-...I hate you, I hate all of you!!!

???: He-Hey, Akemi get back here right this instant!

*As then rushing by Akemi ran by as she was running away and crying*

...What happen?

Just ignore that, seems Akemi must of done something...

*Running after them* AKEMI, GET BACK HERE! WE AREN'T FINISH YOU GOOD FOR NOTH-!

Emina... we have company, do behave yourself...

O-Oh uh, I mean... Apologies, you had to see that, Miss. Taira. Seems you came at a dreadful time, I caught one of my daughters with something that she shouldn't have.

And what was it...?

It was that Sayaka Maizono pop idol garbage that young kids have, I really have no idea why she had it so I ask her and she threw a fit.

Oh so those whores that wore skirt too short and act improper, well be sure to get rid of it, anyway Miss. Taira - you should take your leave, good day.

Ri-RIght, understood... (What the hell is wrong with them? Well good, I didn't want to work here anyway...)

*Akane walk out as she walk down the steps which then the gate close*

Man, those parents really treat their kids badly, don't they? I mean c'mon, it's just pop idol and they should express themselves, I really need to do something!

Oh wait, I remember that girl was heading to the garden, maybe I can go there...?

Well good thing, I'm quite atheletic then!

*Akane rush over to where the garden would be located...*

*Akane was able to find the location as she sneaked by which there Akemi was crying*

Da-Damnit that women, why...why did she have to go into my room and take it...?! I wasn't even interested in idol music anyway and she had to hit me...!

I...I hate her, I hate her so much! I hope she gets ruined and destoryed! Father too, I hate them all! They all should go burn in hell...!

*Akane watch from the hedges*... (Seems she was pretty hurt by what her mother did, I feel bad for her...)

Hmph, but it's not like Hitaru or Jiro would want to leave; they are too scared to do it and confront our parents, I just wish I can figure a way to get all of us out of here then maybe we can finally be free...

But I'm not even sure if that's possible, I want me, Hitaru, Jiro and Iroha to leave; to finally escape but what can I do...? Well, mother and father are likely going to scold me, I better go back. *sigh as she gets up and walks back inside*

'It was that moment, I found someone that wanted to help her sibling instead of just herself; it seem she wanted to leave but never got to, so I wanted to help her and maybe prove Master Utsuro that not all those granted by Divine Luck were selfish...'

[taeyamayang]

SENDING YOU HINTS THAT THEY LIKE YOU

↝ ship: hq character x gen!reader

↝ characters: Tsukishima Kei | Miya Atsumu | Kageyama Tobio | Kozume Kenma

↝ genre: mutual pining

tsukishima kei

obvious, too obvious

but he isn't aware of it

he's giving you way more attention compared to anyone else

like this dude doesn't give a shit about anything but when you enter the room his whole focus shifts to you

but he isn't sweet

he won't help you with studies or sit next to you during breaks

instead he'd ask you for favorsㅡa shit ton of useless favors

like, "can you push your desk a bit further away from me?"

and so you do, you push your desk an inch away from him

but he'd pester you more by saying "not that much, maybe a few centimeters only."

you can't help but roll your eyes at him

narrowing your vision as you scoot closer next to him

and he had the nerve to put a smirk on his face, satisfied with what he did, and say,

"good."

or everytime he ask you, "can you get me a copy of the paper being distributed in class?"

i mean, why you? when he clearly can do it himself

for sure his long arms and atheletic figure can even carry the whole class' hardbound copies

some days are bareable but some days are a bit too much

which is most of the time ngl

so you end up snapping at him

complaining how his 'favors' feels like an 'abuse of kindness'

but he'd chuckle at your face with his head tilted back and his arms holding his stomach

like you're a comedian who dropped a punch line

and when he recovers from laughing

he begins to pull the corners of his lips into a charming smile with his eyes turning into a thin line as his cheeks pushes eyelids together

he leans nearer to you, his forearms supporting his weight as he alluringly says,

"please, y/n?"

and you knew, at that point, that you already lost the battle

and you are on your way to get that damned paper

miya atsumu

okay, first of all there has to be an established relationship

like maybe a friendship to be begin with

i hc this man, even though he's popular with the crowd, he values close relationships more

and so

the moment he falls for you gets closer to you

he begins pulling stunts that questions the nature of your relationship with him

like he gets clingy and touchy

like that time when he tucked your hair behind your ear IN FRONT OF A CHEERING CROWD

just imagine the eyes that all went to you

...

i wouldn't even dare lmao

or that time when he stood in front of your classroom, loudly calling out for your name

and so you turn your head to him asking what he wants

but he kept his mouth shut and in turn pulls a knowing smile

you utter, "i bet that can wait after class. i'll come by the gym. you can go now."

but instead he chooses violence by testing your patience

he smirks and he says,

"i won't go until you hold my hand."

he

really

said

that

IN FRONT OF YOUR CLASSMATES

your cheeks instantly turn crimson and you feel whole body warming up

unable to stop your quick reflexes

you rush to the door where atsumu is standing and look for sane one out of the two, you scream for help in the hallways

"samu! come get your twin!"

and a distant "no." lets you down

atsumu is entirely the reason why no one believes you when you tell them that you and him are 'just friends'

i mean, for real, who would believe that lie when his actions tells otherwise

kageyama tobio

his vocabulary is limited

don't hate me for this i love him too okay?

but his gestures aren't

y'all see me compensate for what i said ;)

i hc this boy to relay more on his instincts than his logic

and his instincts include protecting you

perhaps, protecting you way too much

to the point that you feel as though you are being treated like a princess

or a vulnerable porcelain doll that has to be held and cared for

but with his limited vocabulary, stern voice, and unfriendly face all mixed up

there are times when you start to question his purpose

like that time when you stood at the sidelines of the court as you watch his team play a match

and during the mid-game breaks he marches his way to you while saying,

"stupid, move back or the ball might hit you!"

you aren't sure if he's trying to show how much he cares about you by warning of you of the dangers of standing near the court or is he shaming you by calling you stupid?

and when the ball really hits you in the face making you fall to your knees

tobio isn't afraid of calling out the offender

even if it was just an accident

and after the game he would immediately come to you

with his lips curled up in dismay and his orbs pining down at you

you assume that he'd start scolding you but to your surprise he says,

"oi, are you hurt?"

and begins checking your body for bruises and graze

and when he sees one right on top of your knee

he swiftly kneels down, his lips forming an 'o' as he blows right on gash

"does it hurt?" he asks

his voice tasting like honey and lime

"no. im good, tobio." but he ignores you by insisting

"i'll bring you to the infirmary."

he takes your hand and loops your arm over his shoulder as he leads the way

kozume kenma

*whispers* catboy

no but really he's legitimately the personification of a cat lmaoo

he won't be as pushy as tsukki, or as loud and clingy as atsumu, or maybe as overprotective as tobio

but instead he'd quietly sit next to you as you both watch the crowd

he could've chosen the other empty corner at the other side of the room but, no

he chooses to sit next to you

and for the next minutes or so none of you speaks until he breaks the silence by saying

"this is dumb. i want to go home."

the gates of heaven are open and scientists have found a cure to an inevitable diseaseㅡkozume kenma is starting a small talk

insert *pikachu meme* :o

so, you continue the conversation by saying "i'd rather sleep than mingle."

you look at him as the words roll out of you lips but he'd only glance at you for a brief second before nodding

and when he hears your stomach loudly grumbling he catches you off guard by offering to visit the food section with him

you aren't newly friends with him so you are aware about his food choices

he's a picky eater

this information fuels your unpure intentions as you pick out all the food he doesn't like

you wriggle a piece of cucumber in the air making him cringe his nose in disgust

"you should eat this."

he shakes his head to a 'no'

"unless you do the same." he bargains making you raise an eyebrow in intrigue

"deal." you seal the deal

knowing you well, he immediately picks up a piece of carrot making you grunt loudly

a light chuckle escapes from his lips

the sound he made flutters your heart

you both take a bite and at the same time your faces mirror each otherㅡwrinkles becoming more apparent as your facial expression crumples in disrelish

kuroo sees the two of you enjoying your mini conquest of food tasting

consequently, the boy shuffles his way to the two of you

"looks like you're having fun, kenma." he nudges the younger teasingly making the latter shoot him glares

kenma takes you by wrist, mumbling the words to himself as he takes you away from his friend,

"let's go back to our spot."

his use of 'our' wakens the butterflies in your stomach

a/n: thanks for reading! i missed writing hcs :( but now it's back! i hope you enjoy this one, stay safe and be healthy! :D

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