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quirkless au, college au, smau.

COMING SOON!

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[uwuyamaa]

i didnt need my heart at all lol 🚶🏻‍♀️🚶🏻‍♀️

selcouth | miya atsumu

Pairing | Miya Atsumu x F! Reader

Genre | Droid/Futuristic au, angst

Warning | Lots of cussing

Summary | It was the year 3029, most humans had vanished and was replaced by droids to continue taking care of the planet earth. Despite droids taking over, there were still humans left, and Atsumu happened to be one of those humans. Living life seems at ease and serene for the remaining humans, but that's only because they pretend. So in order to make his life easier, Atsumu decided to get a droid himself. But things doesn't exactly goes as he planned...

Author's Note | guess who's back with another angst? mE

3029 came in a blink of an eye, every technology that used to exist was now upgraded into a better model. Former scientist and experts invented android bots to help maintain the earth into it's natural appearance. Governments deployed numerous bots in every country on earth to help the remaining humans in their everyday lives, and as terrifying as it sounded, the droid bots right now looked and acted like a real human.

Being programmed to have knowledge in a lot of things, they were all made to adapt to their environment – to learn about earth as they live day by day. Droids were naturally smart, and some humans weren't fond of this. What if some malicious droids suddenly had a change of heart? (Not that they have a heart)

Atsumu never minded them, but he isn't also fond of them. As long they were continuing with their own tasks and leave him alone, maybe life could be easier. Though being one of the humans left to survive on earth, it held a huge pressure on himself. He could feel the government watching every move he initiates, every little thing he does in his life. But that was most likely to the government planning to eradicate the remaining humans on earth, to be entirely replaced by the droids.

It made him horrified at that thought. He even heard rumors about the government planning to breed humans so they could repopulate once again, and that somehow scared him even more.

But he met you.

More like he bought you from his close friend Hinata, who is one of the most popular inventors of droids. Atsumu thought that maybe having a companion beside him would make his thought subside, and maybe, just maybe... Having a friend wouldn't be bad.

"How do you turn this on?" He found himself sitting on his carpeted floor, fumbling with a thick compiled of instructions about you. He didn't knew setting up a droid was difficult, he initially thought that when he bought you, he would just have to turn the switch behind your neck on and you would be moving like a human.

He glanced at your human like features and smiled, he was lucky. Atsumu found you beautiful despite you being a droid, even if you had your synthetic hair falling on your face with your eyes closed.

He stood up and sauntered over you, before lifting your hair up to see the switch. Finally!

He stepped back and witnessed as you stood up, your movements flawless with no signs of mechanical whirring – he would have to applaud Hinata's hardwork. You turned to him and smiled, stretching your hand out for him to shake. "Hello! I am Y/N, nice to meet you..?"

He blinked back before uttering his name out, slightly pleased with the way you repeated his name and nodding.

"—Atsumu. From now on, I will be your friend. I will help you in your house hold chores, that's what you indicated, yes?"

You turned your attention away from him and walked towards the kitchen, only to be stopped by him. "Uhh, yes. Did Hinata told you that?" He couldn't help but ask, raising his eyebrow at you.

You nodded vigorously. "He did! Now if you excuse me, I will start cleaning your house now. If you don't mind, that is."

He watched you silently as you made your way towards his kitchen with a knowing smile on his face. One of the things he noticed without a doubt, was that you seemed really happy when he mentions Hinata. And that is probably because Hinata was the one who made you, programmed certain stuff to you and acted like your friend despite you being a droid.

He would have to thank his friend for making you so realistic, and if he hadn't known you, Atsumu would probably mistaken you as a human like him.

Months had gone by and not gonna lie, Atsumu did feel at ease having you at his home to help him with his duties. He would always come home with his dinner placed on the table for him to eat, have his things cleaned until they were spotless and he can even make you play a song for him. How brilliant that is!

"Y/N!" He came home with a rush, feeling sympathetic with himself, only to find you sitting on the couch watching television.

You stood up at the sound of his voice and smiled. "Yes?"

How you loved that voice...

What?

He took off his shoes and trudged towards your direction and sat on the couch, situating his elbows on his knees as he rubbed his face with an irritated sigh. "The government, I don't know what the fuck they're planning but they're making us humans repopulate."

You extended a hand to comfortingly rub the man's back. "That's... bad."

He turned to face you with an ineffable expression. "I thought they planned on killing us remaining humans, but turns out, they're gonna make us fuck each other so we would reproduce! How fucked up is that!" You pursed your lips and stayed silent, because in your bot mind, you weren't sure what to tell him – somehow afraid that your words will anger the fuming man.

"I-I have an assigned partner. I already met her earlier and I'm going to introduce you to her. She also has a droid named Kageyama, he could be one of your friends. Do you like that?" Atsumu watched your face go blank before your eyes closed, your hands falling limp as your head bowed.

He sighed to himself. You were probably exhausted, after all, a bot could only take so much and even if you don't need sleep like humans do, you also needed to have your energy back. He lifted you with ease and made his way towards a small room, and placed you on a bed. Murmuring to you with a soft 'rest well' before returning back to the living room.

Atsumu woke up to the door bell ringing, making him sit up momentarily befor stretching his arms with a yawn. Glancing by the glass window, he closed his eyes again as the sunrise hit his face.

"Y/N! Could you get that?" He opened his door to shout, and received a shout of 'alright!' back to him. He showered quickly and put on an fancier outfit, something he rarely does. When he came downstairs, he saw two people sitting by the couch in his living room along with you, who was placing a glass of orange juice on the coffee table. He soon realized it was the girl introduced to him yesterday.. What was her name again? Hanaka? Hanako? And her droid Kageyama.

You were the first to notice him. "Atsumu, you have guests."

The girl turned around and saw him, a weak smile on her face. "A-atsumu, about the government, can we talk?" He glanced at you before turning back to the girl.

"Y/N, please prepare our breakfast. She'll be eating here." You smiled at him, almost a little too forced, but he didn't seem to notice. Kageyama on the other hand, was already looking at you strangely but you paid no mind. And instead, talked to him. "Would you like to help me cook?"

Kageyama turned to his human to ask for permission, which she smiled and ruffled his hair. "Go on, Tobio. I'll be okay, don't worry." He hesitantly stood up and followed you, as you two disappeared from Atsumu and the girl's sight.

Atsumu gaped and couldn't help but ask. "Why does he seem protective of you? I hope you don't mind me asking."

The girl Hanako/Hanaka smiled. "Male droids tend to be more protective of their humans, especially if it's a girl. Hinata made them specifically like that."

"Hinata's quite impressive, isn't he?" He chuckled.

The girl agreed before turning serious. "Atsumu.." She trailed off, catching him off guard. "I'm scared of this. I don't think I'll be a great mother at all. The government's plans are even pressuring me..." Atsumu sympathized with the girl beside him and engulfed her in a comforting hug.

"Everything's going to be fine. I'm sure you'll be a great one, you're going to raise a great kid!" The girl cried on his chest as he continued to rub her back, feeling awkward. He hoped you'd come back now with the breakfast so he could break away from this.

Atsumu did feel disappointment. In himself, in the government, in everything. Was he living in a dystopian era? He felt numerous emotions at once and he blamed them on life. Him and this girl had 2 weeks! Two fucking weeks so he could get her pregnant, and if she didn't pregnant.. God knows what they would do to him and this girl.

A minute later you returned, holding two plates of pancakes and waffles with Kageyama in tow, holding two glasses of juice. He had a smile on his face, and so did you. Atsumu was about to question you but kept his words to himself instead when you placed the plates in front of the two.

"Thank you." He smiled at you.

You nodded, forcing another smile on your face, knowing that Kageyama was watching you with a concerned expression. "If you need anything, please do not hesitate to shout for my name. Have a nice morning." You bowed to the girl before going to your own room, and strangely, Kageyama was also following you.

Atsumu watched you and the girl's droid walk upstairs, feeling relieved. Perhaps you did make a friend.

Months had passed, and Hanako (the girl's name!) was finally 8 months pregnant. The government sent Atsumu and Hanako a daily amount of money in order to support them, but Atsumu knew that was only to coax their infuriating thoughts about the government. The government are a bunch of lying and selfish bastards, all they cared was improving the world – they did not care if their decisions made a toll on every living thing.

In order to feel safer, he made Hanako live with him inside his house. He didn't mind having two more people join his company, it did take his mind off the negative thoughts. And throughout their time spent together, he couldn't help but fall in love with the girl.

And that hurt you.

You weren't even sure of these emotions, uncertainty would always wander in your bot mind yet it felt strangely intricate. It was selcouth. You aren't even aware that your inventor Hinata had programmed this emotion in you, an emotion you've been feeling since the day Atsumu switched you on.

The emotion... Love, was it?

You weren't certain that it was love, how could droids like you even think of that? Are you even capable of love? Or was it just a mere thought that you've been over thinking to yourself? Whatever that is, it didn't even matter.

Because Atsumu only saw you as a droid, a friend he could rely on. Only that, and nothing more.

"Y/N, can you get Hanako a bowl of strawberries and milk?" You heard Atsumu shout from downstairs, and you shot right up. Kageyama, who was lying on your bed was already looking at you. "Go on, he's calling for you. We can talk later." You nodded and went downstairs to fetch the things your human needed.

You walked back to the living room, holding a massive bowl full of strawberries in your left hand and a glass of milk on the right. Atsumu who immediately saw you gave an appreciative smile towards your way, not noticing the way his girlfriend.. wife? or fiancée extend her leg to you.

You being unaware of this, stumbled forward and watched as the bowl and glass shatter on the ground. You immediately stood up, bowing profusely to Atsumu and Hanako. "I'm sorry, Atsumu. I didn't mean to do that, I tripped on the carpet.."

You didn't want to snitch on Hanako, or even tell Kageyama about it. He would probably take her side and brush you off. And Atsumu.? He'll probably be oblivious to Hanako's attempts on making you prone to accidents at home. You wondered what you did, what made her act so hostile against you?

She was superior. You were only a droid, following your human's orders, you weren't stealing Atsumu away from her. But she probably thought that, and it saddened you even more.

She wanted to get rid of you.

Hanako whined, while Atsumu sighed. "It's okay Y/N. You didn't mean to, just don't hurt yourself when you clean it up."

While picking up the shattered glass on the floor, you sighed quietly to yourself. Things really did change the moment Hanako moved in Atsumu's home, and you hated that he was giving all of his attention to her.

You wanted it too.

Just like the times he would come home from work and vent to you about his day. Or how he would ask for a hug all of a sudden.

You missed it.

Atsumu turns to Hanako with a sigh, planting a soft kiss on her forehead. "Don't worry about that, babe. Y/N will just get you another bowl of strawberries and milk."

Hanako pondered for a moment, subtly shooting you a glare before turning to Atsumu with a puppy look.

"Y/N seems to be getting clumsier these days, doesn't she?" You stood up, walking towards the kitchen to throw the shattered glass only to stop on your tracks when you heard Atsumu's sigh.

His next words teared you up.

"It does seem like she's getting rusty. That's probably because her model is too outdated. I'll probably just get a new droid by next week and return Y/N to Hinata."

It was nice knowing you.

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I LOVE THIS SM WOSNKWJDJ MY USHIWAKA HEART IS FULL 🥺❤️

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for my 200 hundred follower special. even doe dis is a few days late mmmm thank you, everyone, you own my heart. i can’t express how grateful i am for every single one of you! i came up with this concept at like 12 am awhile ago so we gon use it as my special uuhhhhh ahaha ???  - thank you. to all my mutuals, my second family

thanks @tobiosbabie​ and @tokoyamis-luv​ for reading nd highkey giving me the confidence to post this ily!

pairings: ushijima x f!reader no warnings! genre: slight angst if you squint, fluff wc: ~1.5k

before he met you, wakatoshi had always hated his left hand.

of course, something as measly as a hand shouldn’t be the victim to his loathing, but he couldn’t help it when the reason he couldn’t earn the affection of his own mother- was because of his damned left hand.

“it will probably end up being his greatest strength.”

as much as he wanted to believe his father words, it was always the lack of maternal affection that brought those words to its knees

when his father taught him how to play volleyball, he began to use it as an outing to cause pain to the appendage. since the beginning: no matter how talented he knew he was at the sport, he viewed volleyball as his way to release his frustrations on his left hand. wakatoshi wasn’t stupid, of course, he would join the boys’ volleyball club. he wasn’t going to allow his evergrowing talent to go to waste just because he resented something that couldn’t be changed. in his first year, a good amount of the things he heard were:

“ushijima-san has a wicked left-handed spike! everybody’s gonna have to watch out for him!”

“it’s so strong! have you seen it?”

“nobody will know what hit them! literally!”

but how could he believe their words? the opinions of his schoolmates didn’t hold a candle to the ones of his mother’s.

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shameless self-promo cz why not

a painful encounter with kuroo.

kuroo tetsurou x fem reader

angst, cursing, mentions of cheating

please reply or dm me if you want to be (un)tagged in all of my fics or just certain ones

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I DID SAY NO CHEATING BUT HONESTLY I FUCKING LOVE ANGST SO YEAH I'L WRITE MENTIONS OR IMPLIED CHEATING FOR NOW, MAYBE DO THE ACTUAL CHARACTER OR READER CHEATS BUT RN NO HA HA

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     KUROO RAN AFTER you, his brows furrowed, a scowl on his face as he grabs your arm harshly, forcing you to turn around and look at him. You didn’t say anything, staying completely still as you returned his fierce stare, not wanting to back down. Kuroo’s scowl deepened, his grip on your arm tightening, eyes squinting ever so slightly at you, as if to tell you that he was disappointed in you.

Disappointed. Ha.

“Why did you do that?!” he barks, voice booming off the walls as he pulled you closer to him. You didn’t respond, not wanting to waste your breath to this man. You merely scoffed as you looked away from him.

“What was the purpose of supposedly tricking me into sleeping with other girls, (Y/N)?” he snarls.

“Why? To get even with me? To prove to everyone that I’m nothing but cheating scum?”

You snap your head to look at him, eyes squinting as you forcefully pull your arm from his grip. With no response, you started to walk up the stairs, throat dry from the adrenaline you were having.

“Wow! You really stooped that low, huh?” he shouts, jogging over to you with the intention of cornering you to answer his questions, to prove to you that you are not the victim this time, that you went too far for something that happened years ago. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, grabbing your hand and pulled you close to him. You quickly force your hand out of his grip. You could feel that familiar burning lump in your throat, that heavy feeling of bricks upon bricks upon brick in your chest. You felt yourself quiver with anger as you sent him a burning glare, lips scowling as you turned away once more.

“God, (Y/N)! It was just one mistake!”

Something inside of you snaps, making you turn around to face him. “One mistake, two, or three, it’s all the same!” you shout, voice a bit shaky as you let out all your pent up anger to Kuroo. Kuroo scoffs, rubbing his face with one hand as he puts the other on his hip, clearly agitated.

“I was drunk!”

“Don’t make that as your fucking excuse! Actually, there’s no excuse– because it’s your fucking choice in the first place! Drunk or not, you know damn well what you were doing!” you shout, hands shaking, lips quivering as you let out heavy breaths.

“That’s why I told you how sorry I was! But you never forgave me…,” his voice anything but loud, enough for you to hear.

“I’m sorry, okay? I made a bitch move, and I hurt you,” he croaks, stepping closer to you.

Your eyes well up with tears as you stare at him. You could feel that familiar pang in your chest, that tug at your heart, the painful burning of your throat as you tried to keep calm and not let out any sobs. “Hurt me? You did more than hurt me, Kuroo, you killed me,” your voice breaks with every word you say, a few tears streaming down your cheeks.

The hallway made you feel claustrophobic with how tight your chest felt. The paintings on the wall that would calm you then, did nothing to calm you now. You remembered the moments of utter and complete bliss when you were still with Kuroo. The days of running around the hallway as he chased you, grins on your faces as you shouted at him to go away. The nights of him carrying you to bed after you unintentionally fall asleep on the couch after a long day. All those sweet, pure moments of bliss, gone.

There would be days when you do miss Kuroo, because you still loved that spiky-haired bastard. But the pain you felt when he cheated on you, it can’t go away.

“You cheaters think that when you go and fuck with other people, that you just hurt us? No, no no no no, you stab us in the heart over and over again,” you try to control yourself as you stand there, seething with anger while jabbing a finger at his chest.

“You think that we’ll just cry it away for one night, and the next day, we’re okay?”

“We can only dream of having that privilege.”

Kuroo flinches at your tone; his eyes that were filled with anger, now widened in shock at the sight of your tears streaming down you face. You sniffed harshly, hiccuping ever so slightly.

“Every night, I would lie in bed and ask myself; am I not enough? Did I do something wrong? Was there something missing from our relationship? Am I ugly– is my body ugly?” you choked on your sobs, shaking violently as you wipe away the tears staining your cheeks. You heaved deep breaths as you hiccuped violently.

“Am I that easy to replace?”

Kuroo’s eyes widened even more, he moved to grab your hands in an attempt to comfort you without even thinking, but you quickly step away with a shake of your head, making Kuroo’s shoulders sag as he slowly lowered his hands.

“You aren’t,” he whispers.

“Then WHY?!” you shout, desperate to remove the heavy feeling in your chest, desperate to just move on and forget what Kuroo did to you, desperate to find peace and to just live.

“Why did you cheat on me, knowing that I have a hard time trusting others?” you couldn’t hold your cries anymore. You bury your face into your hands as you try to muffle your sobs, and to hide your vulnerability from him.

“I trusted you, Kuroo,” you hiccuped.

“You made a promise, and I trusted you to keep it.”

With one last look, you turned around and walked away from Kuroo, wiping away tears as you try to calm yourself. You hiccup a few times as you snake your arms around you, trying to give yourself a sense of comfort as you take another step away from him.

Kuroo watched as you walked away, his own cheeks stained with his own tears. He chuckled dryly to himself as he wiped away the tears with his sleeve, a bitter smile on his face as he looks down at the ground. He wanted to run to you, to keep his promise of making it up to you and, if possible, give him another chance.

The man still loved you, God even after years of being apart, just the sight of you always made him feel happier.

Kuroo looked up, your figure becoming smaller and smaller. He stood there, wanting to run to you, but he couldn’t. He wanted to wrap his arms around you and kiss you senseless like before, but he couldn’t. He wanted to have you close to him, to feel your warmth, your touch– but he fucking couldn’t.

He grits his teeth as he turned around and punched a wall, a quite cry escaping his lips. He punched the wall over and over again, his sobs echoing throughout the hallway. Tears streamed down his face, falling onto the floor as he mercilessly pounded the wall. His knuckles started to become bloodied and bruised, bur he didn’t care. The pain on his fists couldn’t even compare to the pain he felt in his heart.

He hated himself.

He hated himself.

Kuroo stopped his pounding, heavy pants escaping his lips as he backed up against the wall, slowly sliding down to sit on the floor. Kuroo gripped his hair with one hand as he clenched the other into a fist harshly, surely leaving bloodied marks there as well. He brought his knees to his chest as he sat there, head against the wall.

“I may not have kept your last promise, but I will keep the promise I made to make it up to you– even if that means I have to stay away for good,” he said under his breath, closing his eyes for a moment.

“I’m sorry.”

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[uwuyamaa]

this is so cute akjdkwjksjw 🥺

Sakusa cuddle hcs?

a/n: soft hehe aND IK THE EDIT IS CRAPPY BUT IM RUNNING OUT OF SAKUSA PICS ANXJSJS

cuddling? never head of her

you’re seriously going to have to explain the concept to him.

it isn’t that he doesn’t know,, he’s well aware that couples are more intimate and share much more physical contact with one another in comparison to other relationships. It’s just that, he doesn’t really,, per se,, understand fully why people do it

Is it really that good...?

Yeah, if you get into a relationship with him, don’t expect him to be the most touchy or physically affectionate

He just doesn’t prefer being so.. close yk,, not that he doesn’t like you—in fact it’s the opposite—he just really, isn’t used to it all though

There are times when his arm is lazily around your waist, and time to time, he holds your hand when walking together tho. Though full blown cuddling going to take a while

It’s involuntary and an accident when you first do

He just came back from a shower, really exhausted and tired from a game. His tenacity and stamina’s monsterous but of course, he’s still human and yearns for rest.

That day in particular, he was oddly more drowsy.

He sauntered down to where you were positioned in the couch and set himself down next to you. Slowly, his head drifted to your shoulder, then to your stomach.

This surprised you, clearly. You flinched from the sudden contact, and he raised his haze to meet your eyes. They practically screamed to let him rest.

And you did.

You fixed your position though for him to properly be on top of you. Not much later, you began to stroke his head. It was still soft and a little fluffy from recently drying his hair from the shower. You expected him to kindly tell you off but he simply hummed.

hence this thing became something you looked forward to. time to time, he’d rest on you as you stroke his hair, sometimes this would occur even if he wasn’t tired

every now and then you both switched it up a bit by just holding onto each other in bed yk,, it isn’t really the most intense but lazy cuddles with him are always the best

it’s the kind of touch he yearns for every day

[uwuyamaa]

I LOVE A SIMPING TERUSHIMA AJSJWJSJW

random boyfriend!terushima texts

[uwuyamaa]

after aerin, we have the rIGHT to be sus

all i asked for was one (1) moment of peace, but thEN y'all thought it's okay to hit me with the "oliver is totally playing us all by acting whipped" theories and bOi-

[uwuyamaa]

THIS ISN'T MINE CTTO AND BLESS YOU BUT HOLY SHIT-

IM DEAD

[uwuyamaa]

honestly i want this too rn

Tbh, I just want my OH character to have major accident and to almost die just to see Ethan absolutely lose his shit over it... Imagine the angst - him just trying to save her life, being a mess and not caring about what anyone else thinks... *chef's kiss*

[uwuyamaa]

the DENIAL sis

*looks at the camera like i’m on the office*

[uwuyamaa]

ugh

Ethan… what does this mean?

I don’t know. We’ll talk about it later.

[uwuyamaa]

y'all doing jake dirty im-

[uwuyamaa]

so i came across a video about this anime called Beastars.

yes-

yes the one with animals akjdkwjs

BUT HEAR ME OUT

i gave it a try and-

it's so good

like

life problems good

so

w a t c h i t

[uwuyamaa]

pb did some good shit bc i never thought about a fake n real kaya- and here i was disliking fake kaya a bit bc i thought she was the real one n bc fake kaya hurt tyril wksjkwjskw i feel so shitty now that i know real kaya was actually rlly nice n she wouldn't hurt tyril at all im- but great ass job pb

[uwuyamaa]

pb when pb where pb please

The question that’s in my head constantly while playing blades...

[uwuyamaa]

im 😳

ok so today’s chapter has me THIRSTY for tyril – nsft/18+ under the read more. elf reader/mc. gender neutral pronouns but afab.

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