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Fire Lord Zuko passing a law that forbids challenging anyone under the age of majority to Agni Kai
Fire Lord Zuko waiting until the day he reaches the age of majority to pass this law, lest anyone think he is a coward
(No one. Literally no one would have thought that, but it’s generally regarded as a very classy move regardless)
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Also how does one get character anons i swear if i had a character anon i’d be so much more motivated to write *cough cough* (is this obvious enough?)
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hi everyone i still exist, i promise. i’m not like, an abstract concept (anymore).
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i should try these
how to generate creative ideas:
(i need to get this out of my brain)
Make moodboards, playlists, keep a list of people who inspire you. Before starting a project think about the general vibe you want it to embody. Ask questions like “What would this concept sound like if it was a song?” ,“What would this concept be like if it was a person?”. Create a shirt that looks like a building you like, literally anything can be combined.
Take unrelated things or concepts and mix them together. Let’s take Addams Family as an example. “What if it was a story about a typical suburban family…but GOTH!”. It basically flips everything upside down. Or “What outfit would someone wear, who’s personality is the mix of the vibes of these two songs?” Random word generators are amazing for this if you don’t know where to start from.
Try making something truly BAD and then add a twist to it. It’s a great way for your brain to let go of expectations and then think outside of the box. But you can also use this to find out what you do not wanna do under any circumstances.
Think without worrying about the limits of what you can do and when it’s time for excecution, find a way around what’s impossible. It births more creativity and adds uniqueness.
Consider what your idea is NOT before considering what it is. Limits are the best way to avoid getting overwhelmed and giving up. Don’t ALWAYS do this though (unless you wanna…), it’s just something to try out when you feel like you’re seeing too many possibilities to the point that they’re contradicting each other. Unless your goal is to make something full of contradictions, you’re a Free Man, do whatever you want.
Keep a list of random ideas you have throughout the day in your notes app or something and then at some point actually review them. Keep what you think is worth exploring and then act on it.
Find out how something works very throughoutly so you know which aspect can be changed to create something new.
Take a concept and break it down into smaller concepts, ideas, questions, key elements and then also break those ideas down etc. This will naturally lead to associations, unique ideas you wouldn’t think of without doing this. I found that this is a great way of coming up with metaphors.
This one is similar to the last two: take a piece of art you really love and try to find out the thought process behind. What’s the story, where did the artist get inspiration from, how did they incorporate those ideas in their work. How did an artist combine their personal interests and knowledge into one big thing. For example: Tolkien was an erudite linguist, so much so that he created entire functional languages in his work, such as Elvish in Lord of the Rings. Hirohiko Araki loves 80’s music so much he named characters in Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure after music references. This is why no knowledge is useless knowledge.
Think about the times you’ve been the most creative before. What were the specific circumstances? For me my best ideas always come when I have a strict deadline for something unrelated, like school (which I’m way too willing to sacrifice), or when I’m doing something mindless like walking and listening to music, or playing a game that requires no thinking. Most of the time after 10p.m. This doesn’t mean I can’t “force” myself to be creative (tips above), it just means these are the times ideas come most naturally. For some people this might be being out in nature or experiencing high emotions, maybe having their life on the line idk, to each their own.
You can’t just create. You also need to consume. The more information you absorb, the more possibilities you have with your ideas. So if you’re not feeling that creative, that’s fine, it’s the perfect opportunity to learn something new.
If you don’t already do these things and you’re looking to get more creative my advice is to ACTUALLY TRY THESE OUT. You’ll best understand them in action.
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STEM girlie here! Not A-level though, but IB STEM girlie. Similar, so it counts?
Anyway, I absolutely loved your fics! I forgot my acc pw but as soon as I find it, I'm immediately gonna follow and spam reblog you. Thought I'd give you a heads up.
hi stem girlie!!
you’re adorable. yes IB stem is just as maddening, it more than counts, we both have matching cravings to understand chemistry, I assume.
Ahhhhh i’m so honoured 🥺🫶 i’m also really glad you’re reading fics and not letting all your time go to assignments and revision. you deserve to wind down too!
love, ari <3
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𓆩☆𓆪 kuroo doesn't really know what's come over him. he barely remembers getting home, finding you in the kitchen, and pressing you up against the counter. he barely remembers tugging off yours and his own clothes right there and then. and right now he's barely present as he fucks load after load into you. 𓆩☆𓆪
☆ synopsis: a coworker brings their baby to work, and that sets off the gears in kuroo’s head to have some of your own
☆ warnings: female reader, obvious mentions of children, unprotected sex, reader and kuroo fuck like rabbits, praise kink, mild biting, lots of kissing, kuroo is really horny…like really, size kink, manhandling
☆ notes: welcome to the first installment to ‘oh, baby!’, thank you to @kuroosdarling for reading the rough rough beforehand hehe ily <3
word count: 2.5kei
Reblogs and interaction much appreciated!
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at first, everything is innocent. tetsurō knows his coworker only means well. but tetsurō should've expected that when bring your child to work day came at the jva he'd encounter at least one. his coworker asks him if he wants to hold their baby after catching him stare at the small infant in awe. the resemblance between coworker and child clearly evident. he's so amazed at how strong genetics could be.
then tetsurō wondered how strong his own genetics would be when it came to your children.
to recall back, the conversation of children came up briefly between the two of you. you both decided that it would be logical to wait a little while before trying to have any. kuroo was focused on building up his career and so were you. you just wanted to have your priorities straight and be responsible. nothing's wrong with that, right?
and so the conversation had been left with a pin in it and you both moved on in life. you would question when to have children later.
when holding the child in his arms, kuroo only panicks for a moment (were babies always this small?) before the child naturally curls up into his chest. their tiny hand grabs ahold of his (ridiculously) large pinky before continuing to sleep soundly. they even coo with joy.
"they seem to really like you!" his coworker laughs. "you seem to be a natural with kids!"
tetsurō only crinkles his nose in confusion but he can't help the fluttering in his chest at those words. "i'm not really doing anything but holding them."
they laugh again and nod with understanding."sure, but you seem to be the type to make a great father, kuroo-san. you're a good person. very patient and understanding. by the way, when do you and the missus plan to have kids?"
and so having been asked the question sent him on a spiral.
by the time he's asked, several years have passed since your first conversation about kids. both you and him are financially stable. you're both lucky enough to live comfortably, and you're both happy where you are in your careers. most importantly, you're both married.
honestly, just the thought of being married to you and having a little family turns kuroo on too much. but he wants to have a family that's better than the broken one he had growing up. the best thing he can do for his kids is show them a healthy and long lasting relationship with their mother. and god does he know he can do that. he loves you so damn much his heart aches. he'll walk across fire for you, and the best part is that he knows you'll do the same for him.
the man isn't really present for the rest of the day, having to be called out during a meeting for being unfocused, and eventually sent home after he lies and says he isn't feeling well. and it's partially true, because now that he knows he wants kids, he feels an empty hole in his chest almost as if a part of him is missing.
and if being 'sick' means trying to conceal the boner in his slacks, then so be it. he doesn't want to relieve himself of his problem, no. not when the only thing on his mind is cumming inside of you raw.
tetsurō comes home to the smell of your cooking, his second favorite scent right after you. just seeing you makes him crazy. he'd been thinking about putting a baby in you all day. his hands itch to get started.
you haven't seen him yet, but tetsurō doesn't waste anymore time. he simply eyes you intently, taking time to admire you and all the soft curves of your backside. you feel the warmth of him before seeing him and that's enough to startle you.
a small gasp leaves your mouth as you look up at him in surprise before a honeyed smile appears on your face. a smile that's only reserved for him. "hi! you're home earlier than usual."
he returns your greeting with a grin. "hi beautiful, how was your day?" he tugs you into his grasp. lean arms encase you in his hold as he rests his chin on top of your head and massages your hips.
hips he knows that will bare his children.
"it was good tetsu, are you hungry? i'm finishing up dinner now, and we can talk about your day." you respond, focus retuned to the stove in front of you.
he has to admit, the food smells delicious, but he's hungry for something else this evening. and unfortunately he'll have to endure an earful from you later about letting the food get cold, but he doesn't mean any harm. he just has priorities.
he hums, turning you full towards him.!his eyes lower and become stuck on your stomach. brain stuck on the thought of you being round with his child. you would look so cute pregnant. your breast would be filled with milk, too. maybe you'll let him taste—
"'ro?" you voice snaps him from his thoughts. you try to make eye contact with him and he only smiles, not registering a single thing you just said. his large hands take your face in his hold and you feel his calloused fingers run over your cheeks before he kisses your nose and then all over your face.
"tetsurō, what's gotten into you?" you giggle. you didn't mind his affection, don't get it wrong, but there was something oddly...intense about the way he's acting that you know something is up.
the ravenette seems to contemplate his thoughts, carefully reeling over the words in his mind. "i just thought that...maybe we should start...tryin', that's all." he mumbles, mouth pressing kisses all over your skin. you shiver at his touch, at the way his scent and body crowd in on your space.
ah, there it is.
your cheeks heat up, and you know exactly what he means. his words always slur slightly when he's turned on, almost like he's delirious or hooked on lust.
tetsurō only continues. "today my co-worker brought in the cutest little baby i'd ever seen. looked just like 'em, too. i didn't really understand how children could make someone so happy...but i'm startin' to." he explains, tugging off your pants. he tugs off your underwear next, the cold air hitting your folds makes you jump.
you swallow nervously, "tetsu—"
"made me realize how cute our kids could—will be. they'd be the cutest in the world, i'm sure. wonder if they'd have my eyes and your smile. and hopefully they'll inherit your hair or else we'll be in trouble." he laughs before he undoes his tie, then his shirt, and tosses the garments somewhere on the floor. his belt is undone next and he's quick to unfasten his pants.
you eyes widen, and your heart fastens at the mental image of a tiny child in your arms, the spitting image of you and kuroo.
your husband pauses again, his brows knitted in thought. "do you think...that i can be a good father? for our kids?" he leans his forehead against yours and closes his eyes for a moment as he must be pondering the very question.
you nod slowly. "i don't think so, i know so. you'll be great with our kids, tetsu." you answer, running your fingers along his jaw.
"yeah?" he breathes, pulling down his pants along with his boxers. "do you still want some?" he moves your body so that you're sitting safely on the counter away from everything else.
"w-with you? yes..." you answer, voice getting caught in your throat as he prods his fat tip at your entrance. you're already soaked enough that you know he can just... slide right in.
kuroo's breathing becomes extremely labored and his gaze darkens at your words. his single strand of restraint is being pulled taut. "then can we? can we start trying, sweets?" his hands are groping at your chest and hips, and he riles himself up the longer he touches you without relief.
you barely say 'yes' before he pushes himself into you, his jaw going slack as he is enveloped by you, cunt warm and inviting and tightness pleasurable beyond means.
his eyes glass over and he's completely enamored by the fact that he can be this close to you. that you trust him to hold you like he is now.
you look up at him with near helplessness as his grip on your legs doesn't loosen up. the stretch of him never is something you think you can get used to, as you feel yourself struggle to adjust to his size. the heavy and thick fullness of his cock is intense. you can feel how it throbs with need.
"do you think—" he moans as your cunt drags over his cock, sucking him in more, "that they're going to be interested in volleyball?" he lets his tip kiss your cervix and you keen, causing a groan to escape his mouth. "you think they're gonna be a middle blocker like me?"
"are you really asking me that right now?" you sigh, fingers frantically gripping the counter beneath you. you move your hips against him and hope that will shut him up.
spoiler, it doesn't. "why not—fuck, just like that baby—it's a genuine question." he buries his face in the side of your neck, and the smell of your lavender soap invades his senses before his teeth choose to bite and scrape at your skin.
"you're such a volleyball nerd, tetsu." you laugh but soon moan as both of your hips move synchronously. "when are you not thinking about it?"
he huffs out a laugh, pressing a kiss to your temple as he presses you further into the kitchen counter. his lips linger against your skin before you felt them curve into a smile. "when i'm busy thinking 'bout your cute self, which is definitely more than volleyball."
you tried to formulate a response but only a refined moan escapes your lips again as kuroo pounds you. the sound of skin on skin filters  out any remaining thoughts you had.
"you don't understand how crazy i've been goin' today." he grunts, nearly delirious in the way you cream on him so well. he can already feel himself twitch with the need to cum but as much as he wants to, he wants this moment to last a bit longer. he can't cum before you.
one of his hands lace with your own as he regards you. "been thinking about all the different ways to get you pregnant. of all the cute little maternity outfits you'll wear. of me taking care of you when you get tired and your feet ache. you're going to look so pretty carrying our baby, sweetheart."
he's rambling and you're not even sure if he's talking to you or if he's talking directly to your womb. but his words alone are enough to bring you to your first orgasm, pussy clamping down hard on his cock.
"jesus christ," he groans, struggling to keep composure, "it's like your cunt is trying to suck the life out of me." he’ll never not be impressed with how well your tiny pussy takes him.
you only whimper, legs quivering in a way you didn't know they could as you slip them tighter around his waist. with the way kuroo is bullying your insides he just might be successful at his agenda of getting you pregnant tonight.
he moves your legs over his shoulders, laying you down so your back is pressed against the cold surface of the marble counter. you feel chills run down your spine from just witnessing him effortlessly move you how he wants. the new angle he decides to rut in you at causes you to cry out in surprise.
"so perfect, so pretty like this split on my cock. gonna be even prettier filled with my cum. best thing i can give you when you feel so good." his head bows so that he can kiss you and you eagerly meet his lips, the taste of him comforting, addicting, and familiar all at once.
he brings one hand down to your clit, moving his fingers methodically over your bundle of nerves as he coos and encourages you to cum again.
"tetsu, please," you whine, "you feel so good, wanna have your babies." the need and anticipation of getting your husbands cum is starting to make you frustrated yet needy all at the same time. yet the way he's making you feel right now makes you want this moment to last forever.
he must sense what you're feeling and hums, kissing you again sweetly. "oh you're not understandin' me princess," he breathes, hips moving in an animalistic way. "i'm gonna have you knocked up by the end of tonight. that's a promise."
"you promise?" you look up at him with doe eyes, mouth parted as little moans still escape you.
he kisses your knuckles. “always.”
he'd give you the world if you asked. he'd pluck the sun from the sky, too. when he presses his forehead to yours he only professes his love to you like he's saying his vows for the first time. he can feel the tightening of his balls and burning pit in his abdomen as his release creeps up on him.
and when he pinches your bundle of nerves, you cum again for a second time. your eyes roll back in your head and your nails dig deeply into the muscle of his broad shoulders.
tetsurō nearly doubles over when his orgasm follows, and he spills thick, white cords of cum into you. his golden eyes look at you and you swear he cums just a little more from the eye contact you two hold. the hard throbbing and pulsing warmth he provides you makes you clench around him again, a feeling of wholeness and elation when you're finally full of him.
you're both incredibly still for a moment and you just hold each other. he sits you up with regard, and you brush back his sweaty fringe. his large hands massage your muscles before he carefully carries you to your shared bedroom.
he sits down and you realize you're both still very connected.
"t-tetsu!" you grab onto him, eyes widening as your taken by surprised at the new angle.
"fuck..." he hisses.
there's something sensitive in the way he moves inside of you, and you're not sure if that has to do with his cum inside of you or your cunt trying to hold in every drop.
kuroo always liked the notion of kissing your ring finger, because it reminded him that the two of you are joined—united. you start to speak but he does before you can even formulate the words.
"i hope you don't think we're done here." he murmurs, and by the twitch of his cock you know he's serious. him and his damned stamina. exhausted, you only shift your trembling hips to prepare for more.
it's looking to be a long night.
and so it's not surprising when several weeks pass by and when said coworker asks him again about kids, he proudly shows them the ultrasound photo hidden away in his wallet.
he only hopes that after baby number 1 you won't mind more.
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no matter how many fandoms you exist in, your haikyuu selfship stays with you always
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Just imagine waking up and having Wakatoshi rail you EVERY. SINGLE. MORNING. because that man just has so much stamina even before his early morning jogs. So it‘s basically 5:30 am, and he’s already on you, both of you barely awake, but his morning wood evident when his hips press hardly into yours, sloppily kissing your neck, cheek, lips, everywhere, while you weakly grab onto his hair- and then he‘s already pushing your panties to the side, rubbing your cute little clit in the way he knows you enjoy and makes you wet for him, and before you‘re even fully awake he‘s already pushing into you and groaning against your neck, stretching you out so good and slowly fucking you with deep thrusts of his hips- that get stronger and stronger each time he moves, hitting deeper and deeper, so deep that all you can feel is him, and every encouraging moan from you has him growling and gets his blood pumping faster until he‘s fully awake and fucking you vigorously- because he knows you love it like that, and wouldn’t he be a bad husband if he didn’t make his cute little wife cum for him every single morning?
What a way to start your day.
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HQ Captains Falling in Love with their FWB. 18+. (repost)
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Kuroo, Daichi, Oikawa, Ushijima, Bokuto x gn!reader. suggestive/ nsfw.
a/n: was gonna do meian bc hello???? but i lost the zeal halfway through so take these half baked hcs lolol. reader is referred to as cute/pretty/babe bc u r one.
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kuroo
this mf knew what he was doing beforehand 
i’m a firm believer that kuroo will not sleep with someone unless he has some degree of interest in them ok his scorpio placements told me so
and he is very interested in you, my friend
he’s a cunning man, so he can put two and two together 
the way your clothes start getting tighter and shorter whenever you come over for your usual friday night catch up sessions
how the distance between you two shortens by just the slightest. a less astute person wouldn’t be able to pick up on all these subtle yet telling things, but kuroo knows. oh, he knows all right.
so does kenma rip
smol blonde peaces out when the tension gets to be too much and the fact that he picked up on it despite being on his handheld game most of the time while you two ‘chatted’ (eye fucked) is enough for kuroo to confirm that it isn’t just all in his head
after filling your cup with water instead of the alcohol you had been sipping on (he needs you to be sober enough to know exactly what you’re about to do with him,) he reaches his arm around and starts casually playing with the shoulder of your shirt
from there, it’s electric
kuroo is such a magnetic person and once you look over at him from such a close distance and see the sheer longing in those eyes that has been repressed for far too long, the moist lips he’s been licking all night every time he got a whiff of perfume, the way his hand tightens on your shoulder just slightly before you notice you’re both leaning in
will not leave you unsatisfied under any circumstances 
it’s the first time for you two so he’s going all out and focusing on only you
uses his fingers to get you off and mocks you for the mess you’re making on his good leather couch before he tugs you to stand with your hands against the wall so he can bend down and get a taste
from there you two are dry humping against every surface on the way to the bedroom while trying to undress, lips never leaving each other’s because the desire is unbearable for him 
doesn’t even bat an eyelash when he wakes up alone the next morning cause he knows from the way you were crying out last night that you’ll be back for more
kuroo loves it. he loved talking to you before and found you to be genuinely good company but now he’s having hot steamy sex on top of that? 
yeah, he takes a bit longer to fall but when he does, he falls hard
had a thing for you from the beginning so once he finally sorts out his feelings and confirms to himself what it is he wants, he’s gonna do everything in his power to make you fall for him too
every sexual experience with kuroo is a good one but he has a sensuality that can make even the dirtiest of fucking feel like making love with just a shift in his gaze
he’s gonna hella fuck with your head, making you wonder if you’re going crazy
you can’t even call him on his sudden need to drive you everywhere or pay for your meals or buy you small little gifts that coincidentally scream ‘taken!’ to outsiders, because he does it so offhandedly that it would make you seem like a fool for reading into it
yall are practically dating at this point just without the label and he’s fine with that
he has all the time in the world to woo you
your new coworker that asks you on a date however? that’s gonna push him into securing you as his lovely little s/o
he’s a confident man and he’s trying to be mature so he’s pretty passive when you tell him you’re going on a date
even acts like it’s normal when he drives you there just so he can ‘get a look at the guy you’re gonna make fun of later.’ sends you off with a peck on your cheek and then sits in his car for the next 45 minutes hoping the guy has a booger in his nose the whole time
you’re not impressed and it’s obvious from the moment you step out. he just chuckles and pats your head while he drives you to get some 'real food’ from the mcdonald’s down the street
he’s so fucking nervous, can’t even eat properly bc he knows tonight has to be the night
pretty quiet when he wordlessly drives you back to his place for the night, all stuck in his own head
lays you down and makes passionate love to you that has tears in both of your eyes (real men cry when they cum bestie smh)
it’s a whisper against your skin, so honest and just the slightest bit tired, but not of you, never of you
“just give up already. you’re not gonna find anyone else like me." 
haaaaates himself for sounding so cocky and foolish, and always mincing his words when all he wants is to scream from the rooftops how in love with you he is
he’s still hunched over with his forehead pressed against your sticky chest, but once you wrap your arms around his neck, he lunges up and gives you a deep kiss
one that says everything he can’t bring himself to say out loud
you’re his and there’s no going back.
sawamura
he also set himself up for this, let’s not lie
accidentally confessed his feelings for the cute server to suga and asahi as if they haven’t been betting on when daichi would finally make a move
man has been eyeing you for weeks
comes to pick up a late dinner by himself sometimes and is so infatuated with the tired little sighs you give while wiping the tables
wants to bring you home and spouse you up so you never have to work a day in your life again 
starts off with small talk and niceties until you’re sitting with him while he finishes up eating after your shift is done
such a gentleman and so charming without meaning to be that things progress pretty quickly
daichi in the gc: so i talked to them today
and a week later he’s driving you home every day because you shouldn’t be out by yourself when it’s so dark
honestly he’s such a catch
treats you as his top priority without any labels or secks
daichi is just a good man 
but that’s not what these hcs are about so
the sex comes in one day when you invite big strong dai up bc he insists on carrying all the groceries for you 
oh yeah u guys go on grocery runs together too #justfwbtingz but yall arent even fucking yet hsjsks
so you cook him a nice dinner and maybe drink a lil bc ur both off from work tomorrow how convenient 
don’t get me wrong, daichi is a bit bashful, but he’s also got some major courage in him
looks you in your eyes as you’re telling some story he can predict the ending of and slowly takes off his tie and unbuttons just the top two buttons
when your eyes keep trailing down in anticipation after he stops, his stomach jumps and he takes the plunge
makes a playful joke about his tie and after a positive reaction from you, next thing you know it’s wrapped around your wrists
he’s such a shy and cautious babe around you, never wanting to overstep his boundaries but your dazed eyes and a little bit of liquid courage has him pulling you into his lap, cooing at you when you think you’re any semblance of too heavy for his thick thighs
flexes his thighs under you playfully and chuckles deep and low when you go to balance yourself against his chest only to find your bound wrists being tugged by the hand holding the end of his tie
it’s like a little leash. cute.
this man’s kinky side comes out of nowhere and kinda gives u whiplash because one minute he’s singing sweet praises about how you’re the prettiest little puppy he’s ever seen while you lap him up, the next minute he’s pinning your knees against your ears, the short stubs of his nails leaving marks on the backs of your thighs
fucks you so hard you’re shaking and is so shy the next day jdksks
lowkey regrets it bc he wishes he established a relationship with you first but he was so caught up in the mood
suga and asahi just know something went down, they can feel it in their souls
daichi goes radio silent in the gc except to reschedule their meet up somewhere else, literally anywhere but where you work and that pretty much seals it for the other two that what they think happened did happen
can’t even call you a fwb bc literally after one time sleeping together he’s waiting outside your job the next day when your shift is over with flowers and an apology for getting ahead of himself
"i meant to do this before that night, but if you don’t mind then would you be okay with-”
just kiss him
if kuroo dates without dating then you and daichi are practically married already
holds you so tight when you guys confirm it and won’t let go
so so so happy, can’t believe you’re real and that you’re his
oikawa
playboy!oikawa begone
this man is also somewhat selective 
he has people throwing themselves at him all the time, so he’s become blasé to all the flirting 
you either have to be really interesting or really his type. lucky for him, you are both
differs from dai and kuroo bc he has no intention of falling for you
sex is sex and love is love……..
……is what he thought
pls ur so pretty and yes you grumble and call him on all his bs, but you do it so lovingly 
you roll your eyes at his fanfare instead of getting jealous or blaming him for feeding into it to the point that he starts subconsciously devoting himself to you bc he values loyalty and knows it goes both ways
iwa and the boys start saying he’s a little less insufferable lately (ur oikawa’s dirty little secret so they dont know ur the reason)
doesn’t want to acknowledge that you have such a hold over him so he gets a little mean and acts out in the form of teasing, edging and doing little things he knows you hate on purpose
gets addicted to kinda pissing you off because you let him
it’s not until he roundabout questions you one day and hears “why would i care? it’s not like you’re my boyfriend.” that his whole world falls apart
realizes what it is he’s feeling and why he’s been testing you all along
poor baby was just seeing if you’d stick with him at his worst to see if you deserve his best 
does eventually confide in iwa who gives him a bop on the head and a lecture on being a not shitty person
okay so oiks knows he likes you now but he’s scared bc he knows u don’t return his feelings bc he’s been such a jerk 
smh that’s where those games get u
pulls a 180
flowers in glass vases, chocolate covered strawberries, balloons and stuffed animals
this man believes in capitalism more than he believes in himself so he’s about to pay for your nails, your tuition, your parents’ house
he feels so bad about how he’s been treating you so he’s overcompensating
knows you’re not shallow or using him so he wants to spoil you rotten so you know he actually cares
acts like ur best friend and tries to get u to let him in since y'all weren’t that close beforehand
he’s such a softie at heart so once he realizes his feelings, he refrains from having sex as much bc it just don’t hit the same now that he knows it’s just sex for you 
when u call him on it, he turns it on you by acting like ur some horny fiend and can’t keep ur hands off of him
the next time yall do get around to having the hanky panky, he makes it so obvious he has feelings 💀
won’t stop caressing your breasts and face, only the softest of kisses and has a calm face while you fall apart from his smooth and slow thrusts
'you’re gorgeous’ 'you’re so wonderful’ 'i’m crazy for you’ 'please cum, i just want to make you feel good, treasure.’
he’s so far gone and so are you
afterwards he’s quiet and pulls you to his chest, kissing your forehead and rubbing your back
“please, don’t kick me out now,” he jokes weakly, knowing full well that his cover’s been blown
once you get the ball rolling and make him talk to you straight up instead of hiding behind his personality, he meets you halfway the best he can
does have the tendency to be evasive and hide what he’s truly feeling but your intuition to read him like a book is part of what he fell for in the first place
was scared of love but once he sees what a better person you make him when he allows himself to be loved, you have an irreplaceable place in his heart
pls be careful with it, he’s fragile
ushijima
if there is anyone who completely misunderstands the line between fwbs, it’s him
deadass thinks y'all are dating
you’re part of the staff for his team and he got shot by cupid bc of how you take care of him so well 
uh it’s literally just you doing ur job but sh
you guys ended up hooking up after a press conference one day
his legs just looked too good in his suit and the bulge you saw in the shared uber on the way back to his place made you forget your second destination all together 
once you come on to him, he assumes it’s because you’re interested in him not just his cock and he’s had a thing for you since you started taking care of him (doing ur job) so he just goes along with it
three wet towels and two bottles of gatorade later you hit the road and he’s like ‘okay take care’ after you assure him that you don’t need him to call you a taxi or drop you home
he’ll do small things, like buy you breakfast or tells the other staffies to not let you lift anything too heavy
always starts his day off by coming to see you and gives you a forehead kiss
thinks you come to see him for the same reason at the end of the day but it’s really just to get your pickle tickled
so you find out you and toshi are dating on the way to his house one day when he’s on the phone with tendou
he’s driving and you’re shuffling around in the shopping bags from your latest ushiwaka sponsored spree when tendou hears and asks if he’s alone
“no, i’m with my partner on the way home now.”
tendou freezes. you freeze. you double freeze bc ?????
tendou is asking a million and one questions and best boy toshi just glances at you and answers, “we can talk about it later. if you don’t need anything else, i’m hanging up now. bye.”
he hangs up and reaches out to hold your hand and gives it a kiss
this mf looks over when he reaches the stoplight and really goes, “it’s okay that i told him, right? it’s just tendou.” like sir that’s not the problem here!!!
after sitting him down and talking it out, he’s so confused but takes it in stride
“i see. then should we start dating from now?” he genuinely does not get it
the man picks you up from work, he listens to your stories, he takes you out shopping, he dicks you down, y’all even have dinner together at least twice a week. call him kooky but isn’t that dating??
when you keep trying to explain the difference and resisting, he goes, “but we’re so good together. don’t you think so too?”
and that kids, is how i met ur mother
okok but seriously, he’s so honest and straightforward and besides his slightly low eq (he’s getting better just for you!!!) there isn’t much to criticize
he likes you and he’s a good man, what more could you ask for?
the thing about toshi is even though he’s quiet, he doesn’t hold back
until he communicates himself enough for you to see his point, he’s not giving up
lowkey also feels like you have some type of feelings for him whether u do or not bc u slept with him (ok boomer) so he’s a bit forward in his pursuit of you
doesn’t hide his feelings or play any games
he’s a simple man and he loves you
bokuto
sigh
*cracks knuckles* alright
so bo is a handsome and confident young man
he’s in the prime of his life so he’s just having fun
he did take high school sex ed literally so after learning that he will not get pregnant and die from having sex, he enjoys himself regularly
enter you, pretty young thing who just looked sooo adorable wearing his jersey in the back of some hole in the wall food shop
bo def comes over and strikes up a conversation with you bc hey hey hey why not?
gives you the hottest, roughest sex you ever imagined. it’s doing wonders to his ego that such a babe like you has a ~celebrity crush~ on him
definitely fucks you while u wear his jersey, sucking your nipples through the fabric while he makes you confess just what you imagined him doing to you on the very bed he’s currently taking you on
acts out your wildest fantasies with you no matter how dirty. literally makes your dreams come true <3
the sex was better than he expected and he’s borderline obsessed with the sheer adoration you shower him with so he tells you that he might have to come back to make sure his lil babe is keeping their mouth shut
goes on for months without a problem. he’s loves the idea of you being his biggest fan, watching him during his games and waiting on him to come back and give you the best dicking like
decks you out in his jerseys and merch and always slips you tickets for free bc he loves the attention and being fawned over
always giving you signed and super rare merch and never pieces it together when they go for sale at online auctions even if he put your name on it fjaldfls 
babyboy isn’t the best at realizing his own feelings
all he knows is he loves the way he feels when he’s with you, ur so pretty and sweet and make him the best pizza bagels after milking him dry
after the nth discussion about you, atsumu of all people is the one to come out and make him face his own feelings
“yer whipped, dude.”
bokuto surprised pikachu’s his way through practice, cool downs, and the drive to your place until he’s face to face with you
“am i whipped for you?”
no matter you answer, he’s all in his head and doesn’t respond. he’s quieter than usual but makes up for it with passion and precision that he’s usually too rough and wild to bother with
four orgasms for you later, he’s sweaty and laying on your couch with you pressed into his side and confirms it
he’d rather be nowhere else than with you. he doesn’t want to go home and eat dinner alone or hang out with his friends. he just wants you and him and late night snacks that ruin his diet and the little glances you steal at each other when watching a movie to ‘make up time’ while the dinner you never invited him to stay for but but always cook him anyways is in the oven
tells you right then and there that he wants to be yours and can you really deny him at that point?
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MORNING KISSES
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(time skip) osamu x gn!reader | suggestive (a make-out session), 1.1k
(tag list lmk if u want to be untagged for suggestive posts btw) u do a littol kissin! getting back to writing...bwah. didn't proofread. don't tell me about any mistakes. (/j) ill explode
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"i'll get breakfast started 'nd you can come down when y'aren't so sleepy, then,” osamu murmurs before sitting up to stretch. light sneaks in through the blinds, and it casts a striped shadow across his toned back while you watch him fondly. it’s been a while since the two of you got to sleep in, you note. the restaurant’s been doing well enough that your boyfriend’s decided to take the day off to “focus on you instead."
you hum in response, pulling the blanket up to your chin in attempt to keep the cold away. he’s barely made it two steps out of bed when you call his name. “‘samu.”
“hm?” you don’t say anything, and he turns to see an expectant look on your face. he jokingly sighs before making his way over to your side of the bed and bending down. “how could i forget?” he asks, pressing a chaste kiss to your head and standing back up.
you pout a little before hiding under the covers again. it wasn’t exactly the kiss you wanted, but you stay quiet considering you chose to stare in silence as your plea. osamu raises a brow. “why'd you pout?”
“what? i didn’t pout.”
“yes you did.”
“no i didn’t.”
“i jus' saw you?”
“okay? you saw wrong?”
“darlin’."
“i—” his expression is disproportionately serious for his crime, you think, and you can’t help but laugh. shaking your head, you try to wave him off. “it was nothing, seriously. go make breakfast, ‘samu.”
osamu’s face is still scrunched in worried confusion. he's never been one to let it go if he's done something wrong, especially when it came to you.
it takes another second, but eventually his expression relaxes, and he smiles knowingly. this time he kneels fully to be eye-level with you. you blink at him. “what’re you—what’s happening?”
he exhales, and you stare. he’s close enough that you can smell his new shampoo, and for a fleeting moment you wonder if reaching out to touch his hair would be too out of place. he'd raise a brow and smirk at you. say something to embarrass you so he could watch as you'd bury your face back into the pillow and—
a hand is suddenly coming to hold your face, and a thumb runs across your cheek. osamu juts his tongue to wet his lips, and all you can do is continue to watch, flustered. “‘m sorry. i didn’t kiss you properly, right?”
and as if he could hear your “no” before you’ve even opened your mouth, he leans in to kiss you. denial dies on your tongue when his lips meld with yours, perfectly as if they were made to match. it’s gentle and loving, longer than his peck to your forehead. you relax under his touch but all too soon he pulls away to look at you, hand still warm against your face. “was that better?”
you think his voice is as soft as his lips were.
“...maybe.”
"maybe?"
“maybe.”
to be honest, you don’t think your brain has registered his question. all it knows is how light is reflecting in your boyfriend's eyes perfectly, and his messy bedhead hair is still calling for your touch. your gaze is honed in on his lips when they curl into a smile. and then they're coming closer.
osamu’s eyes are heavy-lidded, and you can feel his breath against your skin as his lips brush against yours. he teases, “well, that’s not good enough, is it?”
your only response is a shake of your head, earning a huffed laugh before he closes the distance between you. again, osamu kisses you. and this time your arms reach around his neck as if you could close the gap between you even more—force him to stay with you instead of cook eggs, or toast, or whatever you asked for 5 minutes ago. you don't remember, and you’re not sure you care, or that he’d mind with the way he presses forward and gently holds the back of your neck.
he groans a little when your fingers finally find their way to his hair and pull gently. he starts to pull away, and you whine, only to be met with a chuckle. “yer killin’ me, y’know,” osamu huffs.
yet he kisses you again. and again, and again, and again. his lips find yours and you sigh against them, chest fluttering at the way he gently bites your lower lip.
you maneuver so that he’s forced to get back into bed on top of you. he hovers, one hand beneath your head, and the other clutching the pillow above. the only sounds besides shifting bed sheets are your racing heart, soft breathes, and open-mouth kisses.
a hand eventually lowers to grip your hip and caress your skin. cold fingers slide their way beneath your shirt, making you gasp and reflexively pull him in. a groan escapes osamu when his hips momentarily grind against yours. his kisses get harder, more needy, his breaths heavier and his hold on your waist a little tighter.
your hand travels down his back, and you pull—you know he's strong enough that he wouldn't let himself topple onto you. he complies to your touch, and you become keenly aware of his chest pressed against yours.
but before anything else can happen, osamu pulls away. though not far. his nose brushes against yours and when you open your eyes, it’s easy to see him still staring at your lips. his eyes finally flicker up to yours and he smiles.
he leans down to your ear, and your breath hitches. “you're poutin' again,” he whispers.
“i'll assume that means that kiss was better?”
his breath tickles and you squirm, scrunching your nose and bringing your shoulder up as a defense. “tease. and i don’t know if that counted as one kiss.”
a gust of air is blown into your neck and you laugh before pushing him away. osamu breathes out a laugh of his own before moving back to hover above you. "okay, smart-ass. how about those ones?"
“i guess they were marginally better,” you tease. he pokes the inside of his cheek with his tongue, narrowing his eyes. you get ready for him to blow more air at you, but instead he squishes your cheeks together and shakes your head.
you giggle and grab his hand with your own, not really doing anything to stop him, and osamu grins at you again. there's an almost sickening amount of love in his eyes as he sighs. “let me make breakfast, then i’ll kiss you properly as much as you’d like, alright?”
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:¨ ·.· ¨: osamu miya's valentine special.
`· . ꔫ summary: in which you ask osamu how to bake a cake for your crush. osamu, heartbroken, willingly teaches you without him knowing that he was your crush all along.
content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, minor hurt with comfort, osamu thinking his love was unrequited, reader is a cheeky bastard, inaccurate recipe.
warning/s: none.
my HQ masterlist. (valentine's edition)
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"i need help." was the first thing you said to osamu today. "wow, not even a "good mornin'"?" he jokes. you only continued to look at him with a serious expression, which meant that you weren't in a joking mood. osamu gulped. you could be really intimidating sometimes..
".. what do you need my help fer?"
"i need you to teach me how to bake a cake for valentine's day." you admitted. now, atsumu, the elder twin who happened to be sitting right next to osamu, was intrigued. "a cake?" atsumu chuckles, "you gonna give that to yer li'l crush, or what?"
the way your eyes widened with the innocent pair of your red cheeks broke osamu's heart. atsumu's eyes, too, were widened at the unexpected reaction from you. he looked over at the younger twin with sympathy, knowing how he's been madly in love with you ever since middle school. yeah, they fight like tyranical pigs, but at the end of the day, they're still family.
osamu coughed, trying to clear the sudden dryness in his throat. "oh— yeah. okay. sure, i'll teach ya." he assures you, and the way your face lit up was just adorable. but the aching fact that you were this ecstatic to bake a cake for someone that wasn't him was just painful.
"is after school alright?" you asked, and osamu nodded. once you left to go to your own classroom, osamu looked over at atsumu with a wounded expression.
"told ya she didn't like me." he mumbles, "i'd like the three pudding packs we bet on, please."
".. got it."
time skip.
you walked home with the miya twins. since osamu would be teaching you how to bake, atsumu wanted to tag along "just for the fun of it." he claims.
but atsumu had a plan.
it's called:
"make-y/n-fall-for-osamu-by-being-extra-annoying."
he thinks it's a brilliant name. spot on.
you unlocked the door to your house and showed the twins where the shoe rack was. once they took their shoes off, you dropped two pairs of house slippers, letting them switch shoes and rest on the couch. "wait here, i'll just go and change." you excused yourself from the twins to put on some more comfortable clothes.
the house was tidy. there was a wall of framed pictures that caught osamu's eye. most of them were of you when you were younger. there was one of you with a pet, one of you smiling with a missing tooth, another with you eating ice cream, and plenty more. it made osamu unknowingly smile.
atsumu cringed.
sure, he's trying to make you fall for osamu, but that doesn't mean he's magically immune from the lovesick glances of his brother.
"okay, i'm back!" you returned in a nice set of pajamas and your hair tied into low pigtails. "so cute!" both the twins thought as they clenched their chests.
"i want to bake a heart-shaped red velvet cake so that it fits in with the theme of valentine's. do you think he'd like something like that?" you asked osamu with a cheeky little smile, hinting toward your crush.
"it'll be from you. of course he'd like it." osamu thought out loud, and your jaw drops momentarily. "o- oh! you think so?" you said, bashfully rubbing the back of your head. "yes. i'm sure of it." he replied.
silence. it was so overbearing that atsumu had to hold in his own cough.
"d- do you have any cream cheese? it'd be good for the frostin'." he asked, trying to clear the tension in the air. you looked inside your fridge and found two blocks of cream cheese. "mhm!"
"okay. let's wash our hands, then i'll tell you what to do." he said. you went to the kitchen, and osamu looks over at atsumu, who was watching the two interact before him with a smirk. "don't do anythin' stupid." osamu said before following you into the kitchen. "ha?! like i'd do anythin' stupid, stupid!" atsumu exclaimed in offense.
time skip.
you held a white, clean, apron in front of you with a gleeful little smile. "y'know it's not really necessary to wear one, right? especially since we're just doin' this at home." osamu says.
you nod it off, "yes, i know, but i've always wanted to wear one of these!" you tie the laces comfortably around your nape and you then reach for the ones near your waist next.
osamu reaches over and ties it for you. "is this okay?" he asks. you nod, your heart beating erratically against your chest at the kind gesture.
"you two gotta knock it off with the lovey-doveyness, it's givin' me a headache." atsumu says, and osamu snaps his head at the older twin with an exasperated expression "nevermind, i think my head is fine." atsumu quickly replies.
time skip.
you laid all of the ingredients, needed utensils, measuring cups, bowls, and appliances out on your kitchen table gracefully. now, you were just staring at osamu for his instructions. unbeknownst to you, osamu found your expression right now very cute.
"so.. what now?" you asked.
"right— okay."
"focus, 'samu. i get that y/n is cute & all, but y'gotta teach her sooner or later." atsumu said from the dining table. he just wanted to watch, and.. perhaps commentate.
what atsumu said brought both your faces aflame. "shut yer trap, 'tsumu. if you're just here to watch us, go home." osamu scolded. "no way! m'definitely helpin'." atsumu raised his own hands as if he's been caught, "just not in the way you think." atsumu says under his breath.
time skip.
you're trying, keyword: trying, to whisk the egg whites together, but it's not getting to the meringue texture you're aiming for. osamu sees you struggling and decides to help you. he stands closely behind you and puts his large palm over your own hand that's holding the whisk. "like this." he mutters lowly as he demonstrates, using your hand to whisk the egg whites. soon enough, you notice that the texture is finally changing!
"woah! osamu, you're a genius!" you cheered, your eyes sparkling at the clear difference.
osamu smiles softly. this feels oddly domestic..
"if you both keep standin' close like that, i'm gonna start thinkin' you're husband and wife." atsumu interrupts your sweet moment with a fact, and osamu is quick to distance himself from you. "will you be quiet for just once in yer damned life..?" osamu murmured, ignoring the sudden rise in the temperature.
atsumu shrugs, "m'just sayin'!"
time skip.
the cake is finally finished. osamu let you deal with the designs as you wanted it to be special and from the heart. it ended up being prim and perfect, a cake that screamed you. just like how you wanted.
"thank you for helping me, 'samu. and thank you 'tsumu for.. coming over?" you expressed your gratitude in a mildly uncertain way. "it was nothin'." atsumu grinned as if he had just accomplished something great.
he didn't even know if his plan worked, but he did enjoy watching you and osamu interact today.
"see you tomorrow, y/n!" atsumu bids his goodbyes, and he's out of sight. now, you're left with osamu. "i— uhm.. see you tomorrow, 'samu!" you squeaked, and before osamu could reply, you closed the door on him.
osamu sighs. his twin was probably being too pushy with the teasing today, and he must've made things weird between you two.
which is what he thinks.
thanks to atsumu, you're rolling around on the floor like a child, giggling over the number of comments he made earlier about you and osamu looking all cute together.
while you couldn't wait for valentine's, osamu was practically dreading it.
time skip.
you can tell that osamu has been avoiding you. the way he dodged your attempts of hugging him or the way he didn't answer when you called out his name.
you didn't know exactly why he was doing this, but you had a small idea.
it was the end of the day, and you saw osamu walking home alone. you asked atsumu to stay behind for a bit so as not to ruin the moment.
"boo!" you attempted to spook osamu, and since he looked like he was deep in thought, you succeeded. he flinched and looked behind him to see the one and only culprit. you.
"oh, y/n." he recognizes your cute face, "did you give the cake to yer crush yet? how'd it go?" he asked one question after another, even though he really didn't want to know the answer.
"nope. he kept avoiding me for some reason." you said. osamu only hummed in empathy.
"but.. now that i have him here, alone, i was thinking that he'd stop avoiding me now?" you brought the boxed cake to osamu's view, and his eyes widened.
"wh—"
"osamu miya, i like you." you finally confess, "actually, i've.. loved you since middle school."
osamu mentally facepalms. his feelings were requited since middle school?! he wasted so many years holding himself back from intertwining fingers, kissing you, and most importantly, showering you in all the affection you deserve. what a dumbass!
but this time, he doesn't waste any more of his given seconds.
he cups your cheeks and kisses you.
the moment atsumu hears about this, he's going to be boasting about the fact that he brought you two together in your wedding ceremony. even though he most absolutely did not.
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OH MY GOD EVE how i’ve missed you.
It’s been too long I am a stem girlie now. Which means i’m depressed and all i can think about is organic chemistry. but yk i’ll be okay 🥺🫶 HOW HAVE YOU BEEN?
I WANT TO GET BACK INTO WRITING SO I SHALL STALK YOUR PAGE LATER FOR INSPO <33333 i’ll say this so so so many times and i’ll say it again, your fanfics were the first that that inspired me to write on this platform and you were my first friend so aaaaa this means so much that youre still here
goodness me. i do exist :( atsumu anon i miss you dearly. and God, Tilli-chan are you still here? 🥺🫶
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That dress looks stunning on you, but I bet it'd look better on our bedroom floor ;)
🦋Miya Atsumu x fem! reader,, trigger warning: suggestive themes/concepts, mentions of sex, implied 18+ (but nothing explicit). [note: characters ARE aged up to their timsekip! selves, and so is the reader—"kid" is merely a term of endearment.]
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The MSBY party would be held tonight, and here you were; freaking out over a earring. Atsumu smiled as he waited outside to catch a glimpse of you. “Babe hurry up, yer' making me impatient” but you couldn't respond. Somehow, meeting his teammates, doubled over with the dress (which looked good at the time, but now seemed liked a horrible idea); made your stomach flop.
“Babe? Are ya okay in ther'?” asked Atsumu again, softly. “can you come out?”
Sighing in relief at the small earring hidden underneath your makeup pouch, you fastened it and took a few deep breaths before emerging.
Atsumu thought he had seen an angel, when he saw you walk out from behind the door. With your hair cascading down your bare shoulders, his eyes trailed down to the dress. Oh wow, that dress. It almost knocked the air out of him as he had never seen you in something so beautiful.
As much as the man wanted to gush on about how beautiful you looked, and how lucky he felt; after looking at your worried expression, he knew that'd have to wait.
“Hey kid, c'mere.” Atsumu gently pulled you to his chest, the buttons on his tuxedo grazing against your cheek as he ran his fingers down your hair. “Ya' look beautiful. I know yer' might be worrying about this dress, or meeting my teammates, but I promise everythin'll be fine.”
And somehow, he knew just how to cheer you up. He never minded you being insecure every once in the while, and his arms?? have you ever been held by Miya Atsumu and his impeccably strong arms? because when you spent the next few minutes just you cuddling into him in his tuxedo, as the skirt of your dress cascaded off the bed, all your worries melted away.
Before leaving, he blushed as you nuzzled your face into his neck one last time, and wondered how he had ever gotten so lucky.
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“Oh wow, Y/n-san, I'm so glad to finally meet you!” said a owlish looking man. You recognized him, and gave him a small hug. “It's nice to meet you too, Bokuto-san”
Next, a short tangerine haired boy appeared next to you, and smiled sheepishly. He seemed to be jittering nervously as he waited his turn to introduce himself. “Hi y/n-san!! I'm Hinata!! Did you know Tsum Tsum' talks about you a lot?”
You smiled and nodded. “I talk about him a lot too, he makes me very happy.” upon hearing that, Hinata beamed and walked off to talk to Bokuto. Stifling a giggle, you thought of something funny.
Atsumu sauntered up to you, a blush evident on his cheek after hearing what you said to Hinata. “Don't mind them, if Bokkun looks like he's just ingested tonsa' caffeine, Hinata looks like he has coffee pumping through his veins. They're sunshines, though I'll never tell them that! annoying pigs” he said with a small smile. But the adoration he had for his teammates was plain to see.
“Omi-omi kun” Atsumu looked like he had seen a ghost as a tall and handsome man with curly hair peered at you from behind his mask. He nodded at Atsumu before leaving, which left him in a fit of laughter. “Omi's so terrifying, but I'm sure he has a good heart.”
The amount Atsumu respected that man was truly no joke. You smiled at the thought.
As the night progressed, your insecurities about the dress melted away whilst Tsumu' twirled you in his arms, and showed you off to his teammates. After meeting everyone, deep in your heart you knew you liked the "MSBY 4" (as they liked to call themselves) best.
Being quiet, you watched as your boyfriend lit up like a firework amongst his friends. But much like fireworks, they do slowly fall to the earth like sparkling dust when their time is up…
Which was… now?
“Y/n, baby? can we go home?” A tired looking Atsumu saddled up to you with half lidded eyes and a soft smile.
“I thought you’d never ask”
-
“That dress looks stunning on ya” he whispered as soon as you walked into the bedroom “but I’d bet it’d look better on our bedroom floor”
Feeling your cheeks grow hot, atsumu nuzzled his face into your neck, placing soft kisses there and deliciously revelling in how warm you felt under his touch.
“Strip, baby. We didn’t come home early for nothing, ya know?”
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BYEEE haha i’m nineteen this year and more than legal enough to write the most deliciously explicit shit. But you know… when i find the time :’)
Ya girl is doing the toughest course on the planet. Hello A-level girlies. no no. Hello STEM a-level girlies. But you know we’ll get through this :)
Anyways enjoy this draft that i finished after like 3 years. I forgot what hashtags to put so uh yeah please repost i will love you forever and come out from under your beds to kiss you. on the lips. yes.
lots of love, Ari!! <3
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goodness me. i do exist :( atsumu anon i miss you dearly. and God, Tilli-chan are you still here? 🥺🫶
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komori motoya, menace to society and eternal bane of sakusa kiyoomi’s existence >:]]
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Hello, dear!~ Well, I've some problems with my new acc's. I'm not sure, but I can't log in, that's why I talk to you as anon again. But I wish you're well and happy and your exams also went good! How are you? ^*^ Btw, please, don't forget that I still love you a lot and miss you a lot!~ - Tilli
Hello my sweet tilli. I miss you too,, theyre still not over and the past few months have been very rough. I hope you are okay and safe!! I love you
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Hello there! I'm new here but i love your manager headcannon baby 🥰
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Thank you, lovebird!
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