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junosmindpalace · 11 months

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Suna isn’t the type of person to go out of his way to impress someone. To quit slacking off during practice when he senses Kita’s watchful gaze, sure, but to invest time grooming himself into other people’s likeness? No way.

He’s secure in himself for the most part, laid back and nonchalant. It wasn’t as if he didn’t put any work into himself, it was just that he only gave effort in areas he cared about or where it was required of him, and that usually didn’t transcend outside the realms of school and volleyball.

Most of the time (when he isn’t slacking off), Suna is practicing getting down a more efficient spike and doing his best to keep up with his agonizing classes. That was the most he cared about in terms of himself…until you had started to talk up a classmate of yours.

Suna was used to getting attention as an athlete, a lot of times indifferent to it. Atsumu was the one who enjoyed that sort of attention more, but he’d be lying if he said it wasn’t a blow to his pride when he hears you gush about a guitarist friend of yours. You would seemingly drone on and on about how impressive he was. You swooned, you would say. Guitarists are so cool. Rintaro listened to all your starstricken rants with raised brows and an annoyed look on his face. He couldn’t help but scoff and look away when you once mentioned something about attending one of his gigs.

You were enthusiastic about Suna’s volleyball games, but never had you talked about his plays with such reverence. What was so great about guitarists? You could get all the excitement from a concert at one of Suna’s games. There was no need for you to attend that guy’s show. The rush in the stands are pretty much the same you’d feel at a concert venue.

“Athletes are obviously better. What does plucking some strings have on power and scoring points?”

Suna’s mouth curled downward into a small frown as he listened to Atsumu’s attempt at trying to pick him up during practice. Suna didn’t mean for it to start getting discussed, but Atsumu, dumbfounded by Suna’s irritable mood, got curious on what could possibly make his very nonchalant teammate so…chalant. And so he poked and prodded, making exaggerated comments about his ugly face due to the deep frown on his lips and how he could see the steam coming from his ears until Suna caved in.

“Obviously something.”

Rintaro, you should see him play! He’s incredible, it almost has me falling for him. You had joked, but alarm bells were going off in his head, a wave of nausea washing over him and wiping out the remainder of his ego and any sort of nonchalance he was able to feign. That was his final straw.

It was Aran who was the first to find out about Suna’s new hobby when he visited his house one afternoon, staring in surprise at the new addition to his usually unchanging room sitting in the corner.

“When’d you get a guitar, man?”

“Last week.”

“I didn’t know you were interested in playing an instrument.”

Suna's gaze shifted to the ground as he only gave a shrug in response, because he really wasn’t. At least, not out of a passion for it. He liked listening to music, he didn’t mind listening to other people play, but he himself had never been interested in learning. Well, until he learned about your love for guitarists.

“They’re just so….you know?”

“I don’t.”

You laughed, even though Suna had meant the words with all the sincerity in the world. And he never got a clear explanation, so now he’s taking it upon himself to figure out what makes a couple of chords so impressive.

He’s ready to bash his head into the guitar only a couple of days in. The metal strings on his acoustic were harsh on his fingers and always slipped from their position on the fretboard. He gets down the chord shapes decently quick, which motivate him to immediately move onto barring and suddenly he’s back to square one. Transitioning between each chord was also a pain, and don’t get him started on reading sheet music. Injuring his fingers during a game set his progress back a week.

He tries focusing on learning to play your favorite music; solos, riffs and the like. But each tutorial requires another tutorial, and it becomes a vicious pattern of Suna going down a rabbit hole trying to learn one thing after another.

He’s ready to give up on the whole thing and find some way to impress you with volleyball, but the plan to abandon his progress halts after your reaction to him casually bringing up how difficult it was to play.

“Wow, Rin, you play? I had no idea! That’s awesome! I’m sure you’re incredible!”

And suddenly Suna’s back to looking up various tutorials, practicing transitioning between different chords and properly starting out with the basics. He even borrows workbooks from the music rooms to practice outside of school. The patience required of him made his head spin, but it was no matter. He was an athlete with an oblivious crush- patience was his middle name.

He’s surprisingly dedicated, not staying too late after school for volleyball practice and instead opting to work out of his books in the afternoon. He’s gotten farther than he ever expected he would- he even picks up on the language naturally. He doesn’t even realize it until he’s ranting to you about some annoying technical details, not even in an attempt to make you fawn over him.

When he turns to look at you, he’s caught off guard by the impressed look on your face.

“Sounds frustrating. I’m sure you’ll get the hang of it soon.” You said slowly, tilting your head to the side.

Suna admits that despite having a lot to learn and a lot of practice to be doing in order to improve his musicality, he’s actually found this new hobby of his decently fun. He was slowly starting to understand the appeal you talked so much about, the satisfaction of being able to play a set of chords correctly reminiscent of hitting a good spike.

But ultimately, it’s your almost shy smile and tinted cheeks as you look up at him in admiration that, despite the insane amount of frustration, make Suna glad he decided to pick up guitar.

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 7 months

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Being Team Japan’s Manager

Manager into crafts

Team Japan x Gender Neutral Manager (they/them)

Warnings: Like all fluff, maybe swearing???

AN: I’m back on my bs again and here to feed everyone 😅 sorry it’s so sporadic but I hope this holds everyone over for a bit!

When I say you should be nominated for sainthood Yn, I mean it!

These guys are a lot to deal with

Honestly, you have no clue how they even functioned before you came along

I mean, the coach practically begged you to be their manager

Man’s is tired 😴

Anyways, it’s safe to say that practices are eventful

Despite’s Bokuto saying he’s “matured”, he hasn’t

“How come Hinata got more sets than I did?” Bokuto asks Atsumu

You 👉🏻😃 crap he noticed-

“It’s simple, Hinata was just on today and you weren’t,” Atsumu responses, walking away

Bokuto 👇🏻

Meanwhile, Yaku and Hakuba are arguing about something 🙄

“That’s block sucked man, stop moving your hands all over!” Yaku shouts

“I wasn’t moving my hands all over, I was setting up for a receive when I knew I couldn’t block!” Hakuba yells back

On top of that Iwaizumi is yelling at Kageyama for practicing too much

Sakusa is complaining about how everyone needs to schedule their flu shot

And Aran has just all but abandoned the gym because he’s just over it

Thankfully, when practice was over, you were able to go home and spend some time enjoying one of your favorite hobbies

Crafting ✂️ 🎨 🧶

You had tried a lot of different crafts and found that you were pretty good at them

Everything from painting to knitting, from sculpting to resin

You enjoyed the creativity that crafts provided

It could be stressful but definitely not as stressful as your day job

Nothing can ever beat that stress 🙄

Anyways, you’d managed to keep your hobby on the down low

It wasn’t that you weren’t proud, it was more like you just hadn’t found the opportunity to bring it up

I mean, it’s not like you’re busy or something 😐

It wasn’t until one fateful night when your happy little secret was finally discovered

You see, you were home, watching/listening to some show while trying to knit

It was a newer hobby you’d picked up, on top of jewelry making, crocheting, etc

A jack of all trades our sweet YN 💅

You are knee deep in ‘knit one purl two’ rhythm when the door bell rings

Now since you had very little life outside the team, you were wondering who it could possibly be

You didn’t want to lose your stitch so you stood up and made your way to the door

On the other side was none other then Hinata and Kageyama

Panicked you quickly opened the door and stared at them

🎶 when he looks at me, and I look at him and he looks at me and I LOOK AT HIMMM 🎶

Obviously, you are draped in yarn while dawning other comfy attire 💅

Arguably two of the most “chaotic” members of the team just stare at you

Literally 👉🏻👁️👄👁️

You look at them like “What? Can’t I have a life outside of being your caretaker?”

Of course Hinata probably thinks you just escaped some maniac who attempted to tie you up with yarn of all things…

“OMG YN WHERE YOU KIDNAPPED??” Hinata yells, grabbing onto your shoulders and shaking you rather violently

“I’m in my own house Shoyo…” you respond, brain trying to reconnect to reality

Leave it to Kageyama to help the situation

“HINATA BOKE YN ISNT KIDNAPPED, THEY ARE PRACTICING THEIR KNOT TYING SKILLS!” Kageyama screams, smacking Hinata in the back of the head

See… helping 😌

Sighing as the two dunces fight in front of you, you try to calmly correct their mistake

“I’m not kidnapped, nor am I practicing any nautical knot tying, I’m learning to knit,” you explain as the two cock an eyebrow in your direction.

Both of them look at each other and then back to you, confused 🫤

You 👉🏻😐🙄

“You know what, it’s really not important! What do you two need?” You question, wondering why you were interrupted in the first place

“Well now I can’t remember why we came here!” Hinata exclaims, “can you Kageyama?”

“Yeah not really,” Kageyama answers

You definitely deserve a pay raise Yn

“Ok well if you two could kindly go home and rest that would be much appreciated. You know how angry Hajime gets when you guys don’t get enough sleep,” you scold as the two men’s eyes widen

They quickly take off, racing each other to who knows where

As you close and lock your door, you think about how the next days practice with go

Will Hinata and Kageyama tell the other guys about your hobby?

Will Hinata and Kageyama even remember?

Honestly you figure brain cells are on your side since the two that just exited your apartment have a combined one on a good day

There’s no way they’d ever tell the guys about your knitting…

Sure… yeah… absolutely… it’s DEFINITELY fine : D

*12 hours later*

“YN I didn’t know you tied nautical knots on your days off? What a unique hobby!” Yaku says, first the next morning at practice

“I didn’t even know you fished Yn,” Hakuba adds

“Maybe YN just likes the art of knot making?” Aran suggests

You 👉🏻 🧍🙄

“I don’t tie knots guys, I knit… KNIT!” You shout as their eyes all pop open

“Knit? As in like what grandmas do?” Atsumu inputs

Please someone 👊🏻

“Atsumu shut up! Knitting is something alot of people do to relieve stress. And with a team filled with dummies like you, I’m sure YN needs all the stress relieve they can get!” Iwaizumi shouts

“Oh my god,” you whisper as the gym fills with chatter

“Why didn’t you tell us about your hobby Yn?” Ushijima asks as you just stare at him and gesture to the chaos that is currently unfolding

Ushijima just nods and quietly walks away to resume his practice

“So YN do you knit? Like scarves or port holders or something?” Suna questions as he walks with you to your office

“Well I’m just learning the art right now but I do a few other crafts in my spare time,” you say, still ignoring whatever is happening on the floor

“That’s cool, you should post some of your crafts online. I’m sure you could sell them or something? Maybe make a little extra money?”

You shrug, not really interested in extra funds and more excited to just do something you enjoy

Or should I say, the TEAM enjoys 😅

Because if you think you’re going to get away with not teaching one craft Yn, you are very mistaken

Hinata is sending you 5 minute craft videos every day

Bokuto wants to know if you can knit special pads for him for practice

Atsumu is asking for a custom “Atsumu” phone case 🙄

It literally doesn’t stop

So what do we do about this? Well there’s only one thing we CAN do 👀

🎉 CRAFT PARTY 🎉

That’s right, you gather all your craft supplies and haul them into the gym one Friday during practice

The guys all stare at you like you’ve walked into the wrong gym

“Uhh Yn you do know this is a volleyball gym right?” Yaku jokes as you set up your table on the side lines and nod

“Yep! But after practice it’s going to be a craft party!”

“Craft… PARTY???” The guys all shout in tones varying from excitement to pure confusion

“Yes since you all want me to make you crafts, I’m just going to show you how to do it instead!” You exclaim

“You made sure to get non-toxic glue right Yn? I don’t trust some of the idiots not to eat it,” Sakusa remarks, staring at a few members in particular

You roll you eyes and smile, “yes Sakusa, it’s all safe! And I have crafts for everyone.”

Surprisingly, the guys are rather good at crafts

Sakusa’s flexibility makes crocheting and knitting a piece of cake

Atsumu’s flamboyant nature makes him great at painting

Hinata and Kageyama have somehow turned bracelet making into a competition

Komori and Yaku are great with stencils!

And you? You are just happy to be able to share your hobby with your favorite people 🥰

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euphoricimagination · 2 years

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𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖

Feat. Suna & Osamu

Suna

You were watching the match of your boyfriend alongside Atsumu. Seeing Suna play always brought a smile to your face because no matter how much he says it isn’t a big deal, you can see a glint of excitement whenever he blocks someone, especially if it’s his old teammates like Aran now.

When they were in a timeout you notice a girl that you never seen before, probably one of the new staff that they were looking for. However, you can’t help to notice that she pays a little more attention to Suna, how she barely looks at the others only looking at him. Suna doesn’t pay any attention to her, not more than necessary at least, but that still didn’t stop her.

“Oi, is that a new manager? I don’t remember seeing her before” you asked Atsumu

“Yeah, I think her first game was recently, in that game that you couldn’t attend” he answers back, knowing how perceptive he is, he probably knows what you are thinking “She´s always on Sunarins back, no matter how much he shakes her off she just doesn’t stop”

After the game finished, you go and wait for him near the changing rooms, Atsumu leaving to prepare for his game later on. While waiting you see the new manager coming out of a room, immediately looking at you. “Hi, you’re Suna-san girlfriend right?” she asks you overly innocent

“That’s me” you smile to her

“He said something about it” says rolling her eyes before smiling creepily “You know, he deserves someone that supports him, you barely have come to see him”

“I have been on plenty of his games...” you were going to add something else when you saw Suna coming out of the locker, frown appearing when he heard what she said next

“Don’t worry though, he has plenty of support, I’m her work girlfriend anyway”

“Ew, I’ve told you to stop with that bullshit” Suna says passing his arm over your shoulders with a quick kiss on your temple “I'm getting really tired with you”

Her eyes widen at his words, slight panic on them “Come on Suna-san, it was a joke”. You can feel your boyfriend get angrier, so you hug his waist in hopes he calms down.

“Jokes are meant to be funny... Look, I'm giving you one more chance, next time you flirt with me or I hear that you say something to my partner, I'll talk to the coach and you won't work here anymore. Now leave”

After she left, not before muttering many apologies, Suna turns you and takes your face in his hands “I’m sorry for that bunny”

“It's okay, it's not like you can do much more” you pass your arms through his neck to play with the hair on his neck. From the corner of your eyes you can see the girl sneakily looking at you two while being scolded by the coach, so you pull Suna closer to kiss him rather passionately.

“In case she doesn’t get the memo that you’re mine” you say when you pull apart, he looks at you with a little smirk, which just grew when you said that.

Osamu

It was a normal day in Onigiri Miya when you entered the store. You normally like to wait for him to finish, and he likes having you there so it´s a win-win situation.

A few weeks ago, Osamu hired a new assistant to help him to attend customers, for the most part she was really friendly, but there was something in the way she looks at your boyfriend. You decided to ignore those thoughts, there was no reason for you to think that just yet. Until today.

Today was a slow day in the store, there was only an elderly couple eating there when you arrived, making the bell of the door sound even louder.

“Welcome to Onigiri Mi- Oh, it´s you” the girl looks up from her phone, a little disdain in her voice for the last sentence. Lately, every time Osamu wasn’t there, her attitude changes a little. Either the girl didn't know you were dating or she was just ignoring it.

“Its me. Can I have my usual please?” you tried to act like normal, there's no point in being mean.

“Sure, go to your sit or whatever” says rolling her eyes. Your boyfriend comes out of the storage room soon after, but before he could look away from the task, you faintly hear a whine “Osamu-saan, can you help me out please?”

“Sure...” answers your boyfriend visibly confused. Through the whole process the girl was flirting with him, holding his arm, complimenting him left and right; all while stealing glances at you with a satisfied grin. Osamu shook her off every time, annoyed.

“So, number 4? Wait, Yn's here? You're supposed to tell me when she arrives” he takes the plate walking towards you, rolling his eyes “Sorry sweetheart, I don't know what's with her”

“It's okay, I think she likes you” you joked when he sat down in front of you.

He sighs in defeat, he really needed someone to help him, reason why he hired her in the first place, but it was getting out of control “I'll fire her”. He watched as you look at him with a cute confusion, ready to protest once you finish the food in your mouth, so he continues his thoughts “She always acted a bit weird, but it's getting bolder and it's making me uncomfortable. She's not that good anyway”

You two continue talking for a few more minutes before another person comes in, making him stand up to attend him. You can see that while preparing the order Osamu was talking to the girl, making her look guiltily at him. You don’t really know if he will really fire her or not, but her look its almost apologetic when she brings you some mochis. You didn’t order those, and by the look on your boyfriend face, he didn’t either.

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osamusriceballs · 1 year

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Sweet Treats with Inarizaki

Atsumu x Reader, Osamu x Reader, Kita x Reader, Suna x Reader, Aran x Reader - some parts include pet names as "princess", "sweetheart" etc.

Warnings: None

Words: ~ 2,3 k

About: Sweet, sweeter, sweetest Valentine's Day with our favorite Inarizaki boys~

A/n: Seijoh next probably! <3

Sweet Treats with Shiratorizawa

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-Atsumu-

"Could you please tell me where we're going?"

"Can't do that, princess. Just relax and trust me."

You huff but still grin, knowing fully well that you can trust Atsumu with your life.

"Are you sure that I can trust you? A man who forgets to-"

"Don't. Don't mention it, sweetheart. That only happened once, and you promised you'd never mention it again."

His hand lands on your thigh, and he squeezes the flesh through the fabric in a playful yet warning way. His touch is reassuring though, and the rhythmic tapping of his fingers against your leg tells you exactly how excited he actually is.

"Okay, okay, I'll just patiently wait then."

"Good."

He keeps on driving in silence, occasionally humming to the songs that are in your shared playlist, and you're pretty sure after a while, that he's just driving around to confuse you. You sigh and reach for the blindfold that he made from his tie.

"Waiting patiently sucks."

"I'm sure it does."

A muscle under your eye twitches at his teasing comment and his smug smile- that you can't see but clearly hear when he's talking. You'll definitely kill him someday at this rate.

"Don't worry princess, we have finally arrived."

He stops the engine and squeezes your thigh one last time before you hear his car door slam close and yours opening after a few seconds. His hands suddenly touch your shoulders, and he gently runs them down on your arms until he's holding your hands. The small affectionate action causes goosebumps to appear on your skin, and you softly close your hands around his big ones with the skilled setter fingers that he has and allow him to guide you. He smoothly helps you out of the car, and you find yourself standing in front of him, probably just facing his chest and looking ridiculous while you impatiently wait for his next move.

"What now?" you reach out for him and rest your hands on his chest, and Atsumu is quick to press one of your hands flatly against his body, so that you can feel his fast heartbeat.

The small action makes your heart beat faster too- no matter how many times you’ve been close to him, he still has the same effect on you as on your first day together. "Just come with me." He releases your hand and wraps an arm around your waist to help you walk, but only after he dramatically ensured that the blindfold is still in place and that you really can't see anything.

He opens a door and helps you to step inside a building and together you take a few steps, before he suddenly pauses. "Okay, here we go." Atsumu's hand finally comes to the back of your head, and he carefully untangles the tie, and slowly lets it fall to the ground.

Your eyes grow big, when you see what he has prepared for you, and his face is covered in a wide grin when he leans down and kisses your cheek.

"Happy Valentine's Day, my princess.”

-Osamu-

"Samu, that's not funny."

"What? What did I do? I'm sure it was ‘Tsumu and not me."

You groan and press the bell one more time, knowing fully well that your boyfriend is not home. No one will come and open the door, and you'll just have to wait for him to come back, even though he told you to come at 2 pm- and now it’s exactly 2 pm.

"Where are you? I'm waiting in front of your apartment and it's cold. You should have told me to come later." You ramble and look down to the small present in your hand. At this rate he would have to work hard to earn your forgiveness and his present.

"What are you talking about? Just use the key, babe." He sounds relieved at your words, relieved that nothing has happened to you.

"What key? Did you leave it somewhere?"

You look under the onigiri shaped mat that was a gift from Atsumu that Osamu secretly found hilarious but felt too cool to confess yet ended up putting it in front of his door. However, there is no key under it.

"Samu, you're in so much trouble, I'm-"

"No, y/n. There is a key on your keyring. I put it on there a few days ago. Thought it was already overdue, 'm planning on marryin' ya anyways."

You’re perplex and stand there for a few seconds, his words heating up your cheeks at his confidence, and you involuntarily bring your hand to your chest to calm your heart.

"Y/n? Still there?"

"Yeah..."

"Got ya flustered there, huh?"

"Maybe." You take a deep breath and look for your keys- and there it is. Silver and brand new, only waiting for you to use it on the luxurious door to his apartment. You quickly enter and inhale the familiar comforting scent of Osamu’s home- that smells like your home too.

"Get yourself comfortable. I got a Valentine's special planned for ya later. Can't wait to see ya later.”

"Hurry, or else I will mess with your kitchen supplies. Or eat your yoghurt."

"Don't you dare, you know that I moved out so 'Tsumu can't eat my stuff anymore, and now yer startin' to act like him already?"

You open the fridge, knowing fully well that he would be able to hear the sound, and he groans at the other end of the line.

"Babe-"

"Just kidding, Samu. I'm only getting something to drink. Hurry, so that we can have the rest of the day for us."

"Okay. Love you, babe.”

“I love you too, Samu.”

-Kita-

"I'm glad that you're coming with me today."

"Of course! It's not like I had other plans today." You smile and look at his side-profile- he's too handsome for his own good. You internally swoon and when he suddenly turns to your direction, you quickly look at the road in front of you again.

"Is there something wrong?"

"No, everything's fine." You shake your head and try to ignore the feeling of affection towards him that threatens to overtake you at the concern in his voice. He hums at your response, and gestures to a sign in front of you. "There. That's the place." You focus your eyes on the field right before you where the sunlight is kissing the green healthy strawberry plants that seem to have no end in every direction.

"Let's go." You both exit the car- and you try to avoid looking at his face when he suddenly takes your hand to show you the right way, because you're sure that you look flustered as heck- and get the boxes to start picking some strawberries.

You both work in comfortable silence for a while, just picking the ripe fruits, occasionally sharing some remarks about strawberries and other things- and you enjoy it. You love spending time with him, and you wish this moment would last forever, that he would always take you with him for small things like this. That you could be maybe just a bit closer to him and that he would feel the same towards you.

After a while you both take a break and decide to eat some of the strawberries on a nearby bench that Kita luckily spotted. You both laugh and watch how the sun slowly starts to sink, covering the whole field is in golden light now and making it seem like it's glowing. You can't stop staring at the scenery, until you hear Kita clear his throat next to you.

You look at him confused, and then he suddenly takes your hand into his. He's close, really close, and the hat on his head is carelessly thrown away only for him to bring his face even closer to yours. You're frozen, unable to move at the sudden proximity of him-

"Y/n? Would you consider this a date?"

"A date?" Your voice is squeaky when you echo his words, but his sincere look shows you the answer is something that he needs to know now.

"Don't worry, Shinsuke. I know that you don't look at me in that way." You reassuringly squeeze his hand and try to ignore the flutter of your heart. You basically force yourself to let his hand go and try to stand up to create some distance, but he refuses to let your hand go.

"Y/n. I heard you talking about how much you'd love to pick some strawberries, so I thought it would be a great thing to do on Valentine's Day. I like you- a lot. That's why I wanted to come here with you. I want to do all the things together that you like, I want to show you how much you mean to me."

His eyes don't leave yours for a second, but you can feel his hand slightly shaking, a clear sign that he's nervous. That THE Kita Shinsuke is nervous for probably the first time in his life. And that because of you.

"Shinsuke-"

"Can we consider this as our first date? I'll court you and plan more dates, I promise to make you happy because you make me happy too."

"You sound like an old man and a child at the same time, Shinsuke." You giggle, and he manages to smile at your teasing words, and that's when a sudden warmth spreads through your body. You bravely lean forward and press a kiss to his cheek- only to see him blush at the sudden act of intimacy.

"Yes, Shinsuke. Our first date."

-Suna-

"Rin? I'm home!"

The door closes behind you and you sigh relieved when warm air engulfs you. "I'm in the living room." The surprisingly loud yell of your fiancé catches you off-guard and you quickly get rid of your coat and shoes to join him.

The living room is lit by fairy lights and candles that spread a lovingly sweet scent throughout the room. The couch is occupied by several pillows and soft blankets, and the table is filled with some take-out food on the one side, and some desserts in red boxes with hearts on them on the other side. A ridiculously huge bouquet of flowers rests on the table as well, and the big TV that hangs on the wall is on standby already.

You watch the scene for a few moments, too overwhelmed by the whole impression, and you take a deep breath to calm your heart. You're full of affection for your sweet fiancé, who made the effort to prepare all of this for you. And there he comes, in comfy clothes with his signature lazy smile on his face- the expression he always wears when he knows that he did something well.

"So? Whaddaya say?"

"I love it." You take two steps and close the distance between the two of you, and he quickly opens his arms to embrace you in a hug.

"I love you so much, Rintarou. Thank you for doing this."

"I love you too, my sweet girl. I got inspired by our first date."

"You mean when we just watched some movies and talked all night?"

You pull back to look at his face and see a slight blush covering his cheeks. You find it cute and adorable that even after five years of being together he still gets flustered by you so easily.

"Hmm, exactly that. I made a list of the movies we watched back then, and I thought we could recreate that night. But an upgraded version of it. You can cuddle me, if you want to."

"Oh, how generous of the great Suna Rintarou. You're getting soft now that we're hitting the five years mark." You grin and stand on your tiptoes to press a kiss against his lips, and you feel him smile when he returns the kiss.

"Only for you, sweet girl. Only for you."

-Aran-

"I got something for you."

"Oh?" You close the book in your hand and focus your attention on the handsome man in front of you. He sheepishly scratches the back of his head and hands you a small box with a golden brand name printed on it.

"Ojiro! That must have cost a fortune!" your jaw drops when you take the box in your hand, and you stare at it for a few moments in sheer disbelief. Your gaze flickers from the box to his face, but he doesn't seem sorry at all.

"I want to spoil my princess. It's our first Valentine's Day." He nonchalantly states and his words leave you speechless. You slowly proceed to open the box, and there is a beautiful golden necklace inside with a small heart attached to it. You take it out of the box carefully, making sure not to damage it, and when you hold it up you see both of your initials engraved on the back. You look at Aran with wide eyes, and he seems unable to hold eye contact at this point. "So... I hope you like it?"

"It's perfect." You quickly get on your feet and stand right before him, and that's when he's looking at your face again, his golden eyes shining happily at your words. "Really?"

"Yes! Can you put it on me?"

He nods quickly and his big hands cover yours when he takes the necklace out of your hands. You turn around and move your hair out of the way, and his fingers softly come around your neck to put the golden accessory on you. It takes him a few attempts to close the lock, but when he's one he presses a quick kiss to the exposed skin on the side of your neck.

You shiver at the sudden contact and turn around to look at Aran, and his gaze shortly flickers down to the charm adorning your neck. "How does it look?" He seems to struggle to find words, one of his hands cupping your face to look deep into your eyes before he whispers "Beautiful," and finally presses a kiss to your lips.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #inarizaki fluff #osamu x reader #atsumu x reader #suna x reader #kita x reader #aran x reader #inarizaki x reader #fluff #OK #I found soooo many mistakes when I read it for the second time #but I'm too tired to read it again #I hope you don't mind some small mistakes #or big mistakes #but I think I got rid of the worst mistakes hahahah #ANYWAYS!#stay hydrated stay beautiful and get some good rest tonight!! <3 #LOVE YA! <3

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sassycheesecake · 11 months

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"I love you too much“ - Shinsuke Kita x Reader

A/N: Based on the song „I love you too much“ from the movie „The Book Of Life“. Give this song a listen to, it’s beautiful. Enjoy ❤️

Warnings: none

„I love you too much

To live without you loving me back“

Shinsuke Kita is just a Fueneku Middle School student when he first met you. He saw you in his classroom for the first time, he swears everything around him moved in slow motion, eyes entirely focused on your beauty.

As the years went by, now a High School student of Inarizaki, Kita saw you grow into an even more beautiful person, personality and appearance speaking. The way you show kindness to other people, the exciting way your eyes gleam up when you see either dogs or cats on the streets. There’s only problem. Your heart belongs to someone else’s that is not Kita‘s.

It’s Aran‘s.

„I live for your touch

I whisper your name night after night“

After the loss against Karasuno in the Spring Tournament, Kita lays in his bed awake at night, unable to sleep. Not necessarily because of the loss, but because the way you hugged him to comfort the team after their loss.

It was only for a few seconds but the way your soft body felt against his, was Kita‘s dream come true. He didn’t want to overstep any boundaries by hugging you back right in front of his teammate, who is also your boyfriend.

It’s like your scent still lingers in his memories. The scent of vanilla mixed rose petals.

Kita sighs deeply.

"Why can’t you be mine (Y/N)?“

„Heaven knows your name I've been praying

To have you come here by my side“

It’s a cold winter morning on New Year’s, when Kita walks up to the shrine for New Year prayers. With small steps, he enters the temple and presses his hands together.

'Please give me the chance and courage to show (Y/N) how I feel about her.’

As the Outside Hitter is about to turn around, he sees Aran walking in as well, with an extremely tired look on his face.

Aran greets Kita with a friendly smile and Kita asks his teammate about the dark circles under his eyes.

Heaving a deep sigh, Aran sends his prayer as well, before answering Kita.

“(Y/N) and I have been fighting a lot lately. I think our relationship is breaking apart and I am hoping the Gods will have mercy on me to fix our relationship.”

Hearing those words makes Kita’s stomach twist with jealousy.

Kita can’t help but hope that the Gods overhear his prayer over Aran’s.

„Without you a part of me is missing

Just to make you my own, I will fight“

It’s been years since Kita last saw you, now being the age of 24 and having his own rice farm, there is not a day that Kita doesn’t think about you. When he was on his way to deliver his rice to Onigiri Miya, he wonders if you and Aran stayed together and what you are doing now as an adult. Carrying the rice bags inside to help Osamu, the bell of the front entrance door chimes, making both men stop what they are doing to see who has entered this early.

Osamu smiles slightly when he spots you.

"Ya here early today, we don‘ open 'til 11, ya know that.“

You chuckle a bit in reply.

"I know, I know. But you said yesterday that the new rice delivery comes in the next day, which is today obviously and I wanted to help you but I can see you already have someone doing that for you.” You smile brightly at Kita.

That smile of yours is going to be the death of him.

"I am gonna go change, be right back.” You say while disappearing around the corner.

Osamu sees the blush on his former captain’s face, teasing him.

"She’s a beauty eh?”

"She’s always been beautiful.” Kita states in a quiet voice but Osamu still hears him.

"They broke up yannow? Aran and (Y/N). Too focused on volleyball and she didn’t wanna do that back-and-forth anymore.” Osamu places a heavy bag of rice into the cabinet before rubbing the sweat off with his forearm.

Kita’s wide eyes find Osamu’s gray eyes and the ravenette says one more sentence before Kita gets back into his truck to drive back.

"If ya come over more, 'm sure she would give ya a chance. Heard 'er say that she’s looking for somethin’ serious again to her friend on the phone the other night.” Osamu gives a wink into Kita’s direction and Kita makes it his goal to win your heart and show you his love that hasn’t faltered since Middle School.

„There's love above love and it's yours cause I love you

There's love above love and it's ours if you love me

As much“

Many years later, Kita sits on a wooden bench on his patio in front of his home. The gentle breeze of the wind flows through his black-whiteish hair, the sunset painting the sky with the most beautiful orange, red and pink colors that reflect on some of the clouds.

His fields blooming high, soon to be ready for harvesting.

All of sudden, he feels a pair of arms sneaking around his neck, a chin gently propped on top of his head.

He raises a hand and entangles his ring-adorned finger with yours.

"Whatcha doin?”

"I am thanking the Gods every day to have you by my side. I truly have been blessed with your kindness and your heart that you gave me to protect, care and cherish for.”

Giggling softly at your fiancé’s romantic words, you squish your cheek against the top of his head, tightening your grip around him a little bit more.

Kita moves his head so he can stare into your eyes with a lovesick smile.

"I love you so much (Y/N).”

Pressing a gentle kiss against his lips, you whisper against them.

"I love you too Shinsuke, more than life itself.”

@rukia-uchiha-98 @nerd-of-karasuno @wake-uptoreality @darthferbert @lyditheoverthinker

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evenmorefatallyobsessed · 4 months

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Models Goal for 2024

Huh 115 (71 Left), not small but not nearly as big as I figured... Neat. Also these models aren't in any particular order.

I think I should be able to clear them fairly fast actually, we'll guess we'll see.

1. Coco Adel (RWBY)

2. Lisa Lavender (RWBY)

3. Gwen Darcy (RWBY)

4. Nebula Violette (RWBY)

5. Dew Gayl (RWBY)

6. Octavia Ember (RWBY)

7. Ariel Vasilias/ Neptune's Lawyer Mom (RWBY)

8. Star Sanzang/ Sun's Cousin (RWBY)

9. Comet Sanzang/ Sun's Cousin (RWBY) (Scrapped Character)

10. Iris Marilla/ Beacon 2nd Year (RWBY)

11. Tortuga/ Ace-Ops Dead Member (RWBY)

12. Rowena Sunnybrook/ Shade's Weapon Teacher (RWBY)

13. Humanoid Crocea Mors (RWBY)

14. Bianca Prisma (RWBY)

15. Roane Ashwood/ Flynt's (RWBY)

16. Ivy Thickety/ Sun's (RWBY)

17. Ruda Tilleroot (RWBY)

18. Atlas Milfs/ Jaune's Fan Club (RWBY)

19. Arslan Atlan/ Sun's (RWBY)

20. Oliver Harper/ Flynt's (RWBY)

21. Trifa/ White Fang Girl/ Mercury's (RWBY)

22. Sun Wukong (RWBY)

23. Mercury Black (RWBY)

24. Flynt Coal (RWBY)

25. Iona Rockshow (RWBY)

26. Sunset Shimmer (My Little Pony)

27. Starlight Glimmer (My Little Pony)

28. Celestia (My Little Pony)

29. Luna (My Little Pony)

30. Maud Pie (My Little Pony)

31. Apple Bloom (My Little Pony)

32. Sweetie Belle (My Little Pony)

33. Scootaloo (My Little Pony)

34. Trixie (My Little Pony)

35. Ember (My Little Pony)

36. Gabby (My Little Pony)

37. Lancer Artoria (Fate Stay Series)

38. Assassin Artoria (Fate Stay Series)

39. Saber Lily (Fate Stay Series) (Commissioned)

40. Mordred (Fate Stay Series) (Commissioned)

41. Jeanne D'Arc (Fate Stay Series)

42. Jeanne D'Arc Alter (Fate Stay Series)

43. Barghest (Fate Stay Series)

44. Suzu Hagimura (Seitokai Yakuindomo) (Commissioned)

45. Mona Megistus (Genshin Impact)

46. Amber (Genshin Impact)

47. Fubuki (One Punch Man)

48. Tatsumaki (One Punch Man)

50. Leone (Akame Ga Kill)

51. Rangiku Matsumoto (Bleach)

52. Yoruichi Shihouin (Bleach)

53. Tier Harribel (Bleach)

54. Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck (Bleach)

55. Sio-Feng/ Soifon (Bleach)

56. Riruka Dokugamine (Bleach)

57. Haineko (Bleach)

58. Kirche von Zerbst (Familar of Zero)

59. Henrietta de Tristain (Familar of Zero)

60. Tabitha/ Charlotte de Gallia (Familar of Zero)

61. Tiffania Westwood (Familar of Zero)

62. Siesta (Familar of Zero)

63. Guiche de Gramont (Familar of Zero) (It's okay to cuck cheaters in my book)

64. Hideri Kanzaki (Blend S)

65. Tristana (League of Legends) (Blame @palaceofpassion for making me lowkey love this character I know nothing about)

66. Poppy (League of Legends) (Same as the one above)

67. Lulu (League of Legends)

68. Vex (League of Legends)

69. Aloe (Interspecies Reviewers)

70. Crimvael (Interspecies Reviewers)

71. Chika Fujiwara (Kaguya-Sama, Love is War)

72. Toyomi Fujiwara (Kaguya-Sama, Love is War)

73. Moeha Fujiwara (Kaguya-Sama, Love is War)

74. Maki Shijo (Kaguya-Sama, Love is War)

75. Ai Hayasaka (Kaguya-Sama, Love is War)

76. Kei Shirogane (Kaguya-Sama, Love is War)

77. Sakura (Don't Toy With Me Nagatoro)

78. Yoshi (Don't Toy With Me Nagatoro)

79. Maki Gamou (Don't Toy With Me Nagatoro)

80. Sana Sunomiya/ President (Don't Toy With Me Nagatoro)

81. Hana Sunomiya (Don't Toy With Me Nagatoro)

82. Misaki Nagatoro/ Nagatoro's Older Sister (Don't Toy With Me Nagatoro)

83. Samus Aran (Metroid)

84. Princess Peach (Mario)

85. Princess Daisy (Mario)

86. Princess Rosalina (Mario)

87. Koopa Queen Bowsette (Mario)

88. Morrigan Aensland (Dark Stalker)

89. Lilith Aensland (Dark Stalker)

90. Felicia (Dark Stalker)

91. Amy Rose (Sonic)

92. Rouge the Bat (Sonic)

93. Blaze the Cat (Sonic)

94. Jessica Rabbit (Who Framed Roger Rabbit)

95. Holli Would (Cool World)

96. Ty Lee (Avatar)

97. Toph Beifong (Avatar)

98. Hestia (Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?)

99. Rumi Usagiyama/ Mirko (My Hero Academia)

100. Kaina Tsutsumi / Lady Nagant (My Hero Academia)

101. Melissa Shield (My Hero Academia)

102. Mei Hatsume (My Hero Academia)

103. Shino Sosaki/ Mandalay (My Hero Academia)

104. Ryuko Tsuchikawa/ Pixie-Bob (My Hero Academia)

105. Tomoko Shiretoko/ Ragdoll (My Hero Academia)

106. Lucoa (Kobayashi-san Chi no Maid Dragon)

107. Diana Prince/ Wonder Woman (DC Comics)

108. Raven (DC Comics)

109. Starfire (DC Comics)

110. Blackfire (DC Comics)

111. Jinx (DC Comics)

112. Argent (DC Comics)

113. Dee Dee Sisters (DC Comics)

114. Harley Quinn (DC Comics)

115. Izumo Kamiki (Blue Exorcist)

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tokeio · 2 years

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friends to lover suna hcs

— friends to lovers suna! who’s in the same class as you. on the first day when he looks to find a seat next to someone who isn’t loud & bothersome his eyes land on you. your leaned back in your chair, eyes closed as you listen to the music that plays through your earphones. as he begins to sit down in the desk only a couple feet away from yours, you open your eyes and give him a soft smile then go back on about your business.

he nods his head in response before he turns his view back to the front of the room, silently mouthing something, not wanting you to hear. “pretty.”

friends to lovers suna! who secretly looks forward to seeing you every morning. sometimes he’ll try & show up extra early when its just you & him in the room. you’re always asleep with your head resting pretty on the desk, giving him the opportunity to take in all of your beautiful features.

+suna who quickly looks away when you wake up from the sound of the morning bell, trying to keep his cool when you tell him ‘good morning’ in your sleepy voice.

friends to lovers suna! who never tries to genuinely befriend you until one day you run into aran who he’s briefly mentioned you to & he slyly exposes his friend. ‘hey, you’re the pretty sleepy girl suna told me about.’ unknowingly to you, suna hit aran with a volleyball very hard that day; but alas he finally had an actual conversation with you, leading to a blossoming friendship.

friends to lovers suna! who looks you in the eyes & smiles whenever you speak. you could be insulting him yet he’d still beam bright at you. does it cause he likes how you get nervous & look away. when he’s feeling extra bold he’ll place his hand under your chin, guiding you to look back at him.

‘dont be shy, keep going.’

friends to lovers suna! who’s next to you every time a boy walks up to confess. he doesn’t stare intimidatingly but slightly widens his eyes in amusement. gets especially amused when you decline them, doing that gentle chin grab thing as the both of you walk away.

friends to lovers suna! who purposely moved his desk right next to yours, leaving no space between. won’t ever admit he did it just for those moments when your shoulder brushes against his, blossoming in the warmth your body radiates.

friends to lovers suna! who’s now your good friend and uses it as an excuse to create a photo album of you sleeping in the morning. he’ll make one of the pics his lock screen but will draw silly drawings over them so you don’t become suspicious.

scoffs & nervously turns to the side when the boys tease him about it. ‘i just do it to bug her, shut up.’

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu fluff #hq suna #suna rintaro fluff #suna rintaro x reader #suna x reader #haikyuu headcanons #suna headcanons #suna rintarō #suna rintaro hcs #suna rintaro headcanons

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missbunmuffin · 11 days

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Got inspired by @ xxyamaxx’s post of those punch out paper dolls to post him. Here are some photos of the silly little Joe doll I made in like November. These are from my instagram stories. The last one was just to today because I thought I would show him without the beret. He’s one of those ones that has removable outfits but he only has one outfit. I tried remaking him and gave him his boxing fit too but that’s too ugly to share. I might remake him soon along with making some of the other boxers mainly my favorites like Don, Disco, and Aran. Also characters not from punch out.

Also that cat in the first picture is my daughter Belle so everyone say hi to Belle since this is the first time I’m posting her on this platform.

#punch out #punch out fanart #glass joe #paper dolls #these were so fun to make in general #I’m gonna remake them but idk what medium to use #I’m debating on colored pencils or alcohol markers #anyone want to come over and make punch out paper dolls with me?

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strawbs-screaming · 6 months

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random punch out ramblings because fuck you

you heard me

- narcis speaks like the average british stereotype and has a light voice for his age, he keeps getting bullied recklessly over it, people can barely understand what he says

- Macho Man gifted bald bull a necklace with a small bell on it so when hes ready to go apeshit so anyone who pisses him off knows their que to run away, hes now trying to convince him to pierce his ears to gift him earings with bells

- Glass Joe once ate raw dough and felt his soul physically exit him, he has the bread version of chicken anxiety (?) now (its what happens when you get paranoid after getting salmonella from a chicken and check every piece you eat)

- Aran climbs on stuff for no reason when hes bored and hides in dumb places to grab ankles and spook people

- bald bull actually has his nose pierced, he just doesnt wear it in fights because hes smart and doesnt want to injure his nose

- von kaiser sometimes reads little mac bedtime stories when he struggles to sleep and doc is asleep or doesnt have enough energy to get up,

- Disco kid And king Hippo go partying on weekends, often ending up wrecked

- don flamenco once got caught eating an entire ass head of lettuce while he was staying over at piston hondo's, hondo is still scared

- piston hondo has cried while watching madoka magica multiple times, no matter how many times he rewatches it (no spoilers for you all im kind)

- bear hugger eats raw meat & veggies, he once DEVOURED an entire ass raw steak in front of everyone, food poisoning fears him

- bald bull and macho man have a frenemy thing going on, they beat the shit out of each other, sometimes Macho wins, sometimes bull wins, sometimes they have to run from sandman because hes done with their shit, they'll curse each other out but they will not let anyone else talk shit about each other

- Aran has been caught listening cotton eye joe multiple times and will not admit it, we know what we heard, aran

- great tiger takes advantage of his clones a lot, he has court trials with himself, acts out fake scenarios with himself and has dinner with himself when he feels lonely, his clones personalities of their own along with a lot of sass attitude, he'll ask a clone to bring him snacks and his clone will be like "get off your ass and get it yourself idiot"

- piston hondo & bald bull are good at math and used to tutor Mac until they both got so pissed off at him while trying to help him do his homework and he cried, after he got diagnosed with dyscalculia they felt bad for him and apologized

#punch out #headcanon #punch out wii #punch out headcanons #bald bull #don flamenco #piston hondo #aran ryan #glass joe #great tiger #narcis prince #no star symbols because im not doing that with a title like that #me when i bully a character for the 2763829272926280292829727282992029829272727th time and laugh my ass off

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shiraishi-mai · 8 months

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Strawberry Hairtie

(disclaimer: not proofread)

A few members of the Inarizaki volleyball team turn the corner to find a confession happening outside of school. It’s a classic shojou moment to witness and Atsumu, being the snoop he is, hurriedly shushes his twin and Suna.

“Please accept this!” A girl has her head bowed, pink letter thrust out and trembling.

The figure, they can’t see who it is from his back, hesitantly takes the letter and does a little awkward bow back. The girl runs off and the guy simply puts the letter in his bag and turns to the side path and walks away from them.

A short wolfcut tied up in a ponytail and in track pants, bag carelessly slung over one shoulder is all they can make out from the distance.

Atsumu snickers and Aran materialises to hit him on the back for spying.

“He’s kind of pretty, isn’t he?” Atsumu says. “I’m way hotter though. Where’s my confession??”

This earns him a smack from his twin this time and a scolding about arrogance.

Suna trails behind them, watching the sky and quickly forgetting about the whole affair.

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It’s the next day and new assigned seats are chosen for the second term of school. Papers for an assignment to do in class are to be passed down the rows and Suna turns to find a mop of hair lying on the desk behind him. The owner of said hair is fast asleep.

He stares for a second, paper in hand, and pokes the figure.

The student groans and lifts their head, only for Suna to realise it’s the guy from yesterday. He silently takes the paper and nods a thank you.

The guy keeps catching his eye after that. It isn’t on purpose, Suna just realises that he happens to come across him a lot. He is hard to miss, considering there seems to be a few girls here and there that whisper and giggle in class and around the school wherever the figure goes around.

During lunch, girls squeal as they peer out the window to watch those on the basketball court. Suna looks out to see the Atsumu is trying his hand at it and sure enough, ponytail is playing too.

“y/n-kun is so handsome,” one sighs.

“You have such a thing for basketball players,” another one teases.

“I dunno, volleyball players are cute too~” a third says, eyeing Atsumu and sneaking a glance at Suna.

Suna watches as ponytail gulps greedily from a water bottle, sweat dripping down his neck. He runs his hand through his hair and stretches, eliciting more squeals from the spectators.

After the bell rings, the teacher, much to the slight annoyance of Suna, asks him and a few classmates to bring boxes outside the school building. As he walks, he notes that he also needs a haircut as his bangs nearly plaster on his forehead from the heat and sweat gathers at the nape of his neck.

Ponytail is part of the errand group and trails behind him.

Suna huffs at his hair, trying to get his bangs out of his eyes.

“Want me to tie it up for you?”

A pretty face comes up beside him. He notes that ponytail is fairly shorter than him and he peers down at his face.

“It’s alright.”

“C’mon, you’ll fall that way if you can’t see.”

Suna gives in and nods. Ponytail grins and pulls the hairtie from his own hair, roughly cut layers sliding down. Suna studies him as teeth lightly clamp around the tie, holding it in ponytail's mouth as he carefully bunches up Suna’s hair.

Suna arches an eyebrow. “Cute hairtie.” It’s a red band with a small strawberry on it.

“A friend gave it to me.”

Suna muses that perhaps a girl was finally successful with her confession.

“There.” A triumphant smile and then a chuckle. “Suits you.”

“Thanks.”

Ponytail's smile oddly sweet. He notes again that the guy really is pretty.

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It’s gym class now.

There’s a whine and a girl trips on the track. Ponytail manages to rush to grab her and the girl blushes and thanks him profusely.

“Are you alright?” His face is contorted in concern.

Suna snorts at the shojou scene but his eyebrows lift as the girl sheepishly mentions that her ankle throbs. Ponytail carefully wraps an arm around her waist and has her put her arms around his shoulder. They slowly walk to the nurse’s office.

“Tsk,” Atsumu looks at the scene. “What a gentleman.”

“Don’t be jealous, Atsumu. You’d get more girls if you stop laughing when they trip. Take a leaf out of Ponytail’s book.” The nickname for the guy had stuck to their group.

The class comes to an end and everyone goes to change and clean up. Suna groans, hating the fact that he has to exercise during school, knowing they’ll have to go do it again during practice.

“Guys!” Atsumu yells. “Guess what?”

Suna has his phone out and doesn’t bother looking up.

“You guys won’t believe it. This is wild.”

“Are you gonna tell us or keep us stupidly in suspense,” Aran says drily.

“Ponytail is a girl!”

There’s a pause before a chorus of “what??” erupts.

They whip around to see ponytail by the outdoor sinks outside beside the track, having come back from the nursing office. She’s splashing water onto her face and lifts up her shirt to wipe the water away. As she does, they see a hint of a sports bra underneath.

“Well I’ll be damned,” Osamu says. “Atsumu’s being outclassed by a girl.”

There’s an indignant noise from his twin while Suna continues to stare at her, thinking that explains the strawberry hairtie.

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“You’re a girl.”

She shows up in a skirt the next day and is walking past the middle-blocker when she hears that statement.

“And you’re a boy?”

“Huh?”

“Oh I thought we were just pointing out genders,” she grins.

Suna feels his heart beat just a little faster and he can’t explain why. All he knows is that she’s cute. Awfully cute.

“I’m joking,” she looks at his face. “I get that a lot, especially wearing the pants all the time. Class president finally scolded me into wearing the proper girls' uniform,” she scratched the back of her head sheepishly. “You’re Suna Rintaro right? On the volleyball team”

He nods. “Have you seen us play?” For some reason, he faintly hopes she has.

“Yeah I caught a game after I transferred here. You guys are really good. Teach me sometime?”

“...sure?”

Her face lights up. “Cool! I’ve always wanted to try it out. My toxic trait is thinking I could dig Atsumu’s serve.”

Suna has to chuckle at that and there’s a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Oh the way I want to record his face when you do.”

“Alright,” she tilts her chin up proudly, “Challenge accepted then.”

He was pretty sure he was joking at the time, so he wonders why they’re in his yard, practising peppering a couple weeks later.

Okay, to be fair, she was already at his house because they ended up working on an assignment together when they realised it might be easier to finish all their assignments for a project that happened to be right before an important tournament and she offered to help. He didn’t care THAT much about getting a good grade, but hey, she offered and he was discovering that she was hard for him to say no to.

Surprise surprise when they got immediately distracted from the papers spread all over the living room desk as his sister chattered away with his new friend and he glanced occasionally at them from his phone.

They moved to the topic of sports and eventually ended up outside. He wasn’t surprised that she wasn’t bad, but he was surprised that she was fairly /good/.

“I’m not too shabby right??”

He snorted. “We’ll get that recording of Atsumu’s face in no time.”

After an hour or so, she packed her bags, both ignoring that the assignments weren’t done and hoping that they’d get credit for trying. When she walks out the gate, he gives her a wave and turns around to see his sister standing at the door.

“I like her.” Her arms are crossed.

“Good for you?”

“She’s pretty. Should I get a wolf cut?”

He chuckles and pats her head once. “Whatever you want princess.”

His chest is warm and when he spots her strawberry hairtie on the table, his sister giggles.

“What?”

“You’re smiling like a crazy person.”

He rolls his eyes. “Shut up.”

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Atsumu is decides ponytail is a gift given from the heavens to him when he spots her and Suna standing in the middle of the hall. They stand similarly, hands in their pockets and slightly leaning back. Suna looks casual but Atsumu likes to think he knows Suna well enough by now that he looks a bit awkward.

“We’re going to the spring tournament next week.”

“Is this an invitation to come watch or are you just stating your schedule,” she teases.

He shifts to one foot. “If you have free time, you can come watch. You can see Atsumu’s serves again.”

“This is true. Though I’m way more interested in middle-blocking nowadays,” her eyes shine and Suna swallows a bit harshly.

“At your height? In your dreams,” he retorts.

“Hey, you don’t know my vertical. I play basketball, I think I can jump high enough.”

Suna thinks she could but has learned from the past couple months, she’s far more fun when she’s riled up. A competitive streak he’s never really had coupled with stubbornness he finds incredibly amusing.

“Keep trying shorty. You’ll get there someday,” he gives her a shit-eating grin.

“Don’t get cocky! I can do it,” she jumps slightly and flungs her arm around his neck, dragging him down and effectively headlocking him. His eyes widen and he yelps. “I’ll make you eat your words Rin.”

A classmate sticks their head out and calls for her. She gives him a wave and leaves him standing in the hall.

“Rin huh?” Atsumu teases and Suna stiffens. “I’ve never heard you make a yelping sound like that before.”

Suna rolls his eyes, refusing to give in to Atsumu’s teasing, but a hint of embarassment does cross his face.

“Invited her to our game huh? Want her to watch you huh? I’ll be sure to set lots of balls your way~”

“Shut it.” The middle-blocker strides away from him and Atsumu catches up.

“You guys are so cute~”

Suna narrows his eyes at him. “‘Tsumu I have so much blackmail on my phone,” he warns.

Atsumu holds his hand up, keeping an arrogant smile on his face.

“Oh but Suna, now I have something against /you/.”

#haikyuu #inarizaki #suna x reader #suna fic #suna fluff #suna rintarou fluff #haikyuu fluff #atsumu miya #osamu miya #inarizaki fluff #haikyuu scenarios #wrote this in like 20 min #i want a wolf cut please #i never could figure out suna's type #hope this is alright

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oohbuggypie · 2 months

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fav thing to do on God's green Earth is make fun of Punch Out!! Wii characters . Don Flamenco is ashy as fuck and needs to bang rocks against his elbows and knees that r the texture of alligator skin . Macho had to rob the costume section of the nearest Fiesta Country or whatever for a 70 cent pair of plastic neon green sunglasses that he painted gold with acrylic Apple Barrel paint . a day doesn't pass where Aran Ryan doesn't run 50 miles across the highway in watercolor socks and canvas shoes in order to reach the WVBA foyer in time before his match . the mustache above Bald Bull's lip still reeks of the cement caked in there from his deathly intake of it during his 0.3 second long lunch break during his Bell Tire shift .

#punch out!! wii #punch out wii #don flamenco #super macho man #aran ryan #bald bull #macho broke as hell he cant afford an ice cream cone #the aran inconvenient socks + shoes combo inside joke breaching containment lordd #the most not srs post ever

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tsokomari · 2 years

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losing; finding | miya osamu

There’s a certain bite to the winter cold that you can’t quite put your finger on. Snow is nowhere to be found, yet you feel colder than you should beneath the layers you have on.

Japan doesn’t necessarily celebrate Christmas the same way the world does, and by the time 10:00 pm strikes the clock, every street is swept clean of people, stalls, and life. Even the decorations are taken down, one by one. The avenue lost the spark of festivities it had just a few minutes ago.

Save for one little building in the middle of the block. In contrast to the cold night, this one glowed a warm yellow. From afar you can find a car, two motorcycles, and some bicycles parked beside it. There is no open window or welcoming door to give anyone the idea that the shop is closed in the meantime.

But there is the faint smell of food and warm chocolate wafting through the air. Before you can even find your feet near the threshold, you swore there’s a telltale sign that the place is the only thing alive tonight.

It’s the arrival of Miya Osamu that catches you slightly off-guard. Yet you don’t show it. He parks his small delivery bicycle near the front, and by the time he lifted the box in his arms, your eyes meet for the first time in a long time.

“Hey, it’s been long.” He speaks first, and your eyes find the warm mist in his breath like an addictive drug.

Your gloved hands reluctantly leave your pockets. You try to lace your voice with some enthusiasm, it’s been ages since you’ve seen him. “Hello! I was just about to go in.” You note that Osamu has gotten bigger… broader. And even if he had a whole career and business on his shoulders, there’s never a sign of aging nor displeasure on his face. “Do you need help with that?”

“Nah, I can handle these.” He adjusts his hold on the box of what seems to be fresh edamame. “I just need help with the front door. Can’t really go through the back since it was locked before closing.”

There’s a sudden ache gnawing in the crevices of your heart. You realize you’re probably frowning the whole time, so you give him a soft smile and hold the door open for him. “Sure.”

A chime in the bell signals both your arrival and a wave of nostalgia hits you when familiar faces started peering at the shop entrance.

“Samu, ‘ya jackass!” A similarly bigger and broader Atsumu pops from behind the cash register. “If I’d known yer gonna take yer time wooing our dear manager outside the cold instead of getting ingredients then I would have said no in watching the shop!”

“Shut yer trap, Tsumu!” Osamu hollers back.

You’re thankful that whatever blush creeps to your cheeks can always be blamed for the biting cold. There’s more relief and fondness in your heart when you realize the bickering has stayed more or less the same as it was all those years ago.

The owner of Onigiri Miya looks down, at your much smaller form, and he shares an awkward, apologetic smile with you. “Sorry about him. You know how loud he can be.”

A chuckle leaves your lips, some things truly never change. “Yeah, yeah. Haven’t been back in a while but it’s easy to cancel his voice out every time he screams.”

“Hey! I heard that!”

There’s a certain warmth that spreads throughout the restaurant. A soft chatter drowns out any silence, yet leaves a small noise that brings more comfort than annoyance.

Atsumu, Suna, and Ginjima sit at a booth by the front, while the rest of the members of Inarizaki volleyball team are dispersed at their own tables.

You find purchase the only available seat, on the counter between Kita and Aran.

And yes, right in front of Osamu, as he mans the counter and prepares onigiri for the team.

“Hi, Captain.” You give a small pat on Kita’s shoulder, and you turn to give Aran a small punch on the arm, “Hi, Aran.”

“Hey, we didn’t think you’d come.” Kita chirps beside you.

He takes a sip from his bottle of beer, and you note his tanned skin and lean arms beneath his sleeves. All those fieldwork has paid off, you definitely understand all the people the team has been talking about that travel specifically to Kyoto, in hopes of finding the elusive and dashing rice farmer.

“It’s the holidays. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” You tuck your hair behind your ear out of habit, and at the same time, Osamu slides a cup of iced water in front of you.

And he knows just the way you like it. Three cubes of ice, no more, no less.

Before your mouth could even form a word of thanks, he slides a plate of onigiri across the counter… to you.

An ache of wanting comes over your being. Your eyes trace the onigiri made for you. Salmon, egg, and edamame. Again, he remembers.

As you turn your head to quickly scan the room, you find every other person holding their own onigiri, yet not one of those ever had the bright green shade of edamame. Only yours.

Osamu catches your attention, and a brief wave of emotion crosses his eyes as you meet them. But it comes just as it goes, and he only gives you a smug smile. Because he knows he remembers everything about you correctly.

When you take a bite of the sweet, warm, onigiri, your lips utter the words you have been meaning to say to him for years. “Thank you, Samu.”

The Christmas reunion goes by without a hitch, and as each member file out one by one, you find yourself left alone with Osamu at the shop.

You were about brave the cold winds once again. But Osamu insisted he’d take you home.

He is quite sure that’s all this day would end up to be. A reunion, a warm gathering.

But you did come, and somehow all plans of keeping this day silent and under wraps are now thrown out of the window.

And in the freezing breeze of a quiet night in Kyoto, Japan, Miya Osamu walks you home.

“How’s yer new job workin’ out for ‘ya?” Osamu quips before he could stop himself. How are you doing with the life you chose over us? He truly wants to ask. But then again, he isn’t sure if there was even an “us” in the first place.

“It’s… it’s doing well. It’s paying great actually.” You walk a little closer to him, desperate to drink whatever warmth his tall frame gave off. “It’s just weird. I’ve finally settled down but I haven’t made many friends yet.” A little alright, physically, but it’s been lonely without you.

“I-uhh… wanted to ask.” Osamu walks straight, but his eyes follow both your feet, somewhat walking in unison, somewhat walking in hesitance. “If… ya wanted to try again…”

Your heart jumps at the thought, and Osamu walks a little closer to you this time. If you move your arm out of your body, you’d probably touch him.

But there are no surprises. No fear of the unknown. Only relief, because you both know that life seemed to go a little haywire ever since you both left each other.

Osamu speaks again, desperate to cling to the ring of his voice than settle in the soft mist leaving your lips. “Or… we can start over if ya don’t want to pick up where we left off.”

And you agree, only silently nodding and turning to face him. You pull him by his beltloop and give him a soft kiss right on his reddened cheek. “It’s okay, Samu. We can start over.”

There’s a shy smile that grazes Osamu’s mouth, and it grows a little bigger when he thinks of the feel of your warm lips on his cold cheek.

In the glowing moonlight of cold, cold Kyoto, the elderly will probably feel scandalized by seeing two people kiss silly beneath the naked trees. But they ought to understand that anyone in the cold deserves to feel the heat of a fire.

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