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miya-rin · 10 months
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imagine being the miya twins older sister who has had suna rintarou fully enamoured with your existence since he first met you at 15 years old.
he has tried to make many moves on you over the years to no avail; sneakily trying to place his arms around your shoulder before one of your brothers notice and throw the nearest object they can grab his way. not letting you carry anything while hes around, claiming how “youll never have to lift a finger again” if you give him a chance. hell, even dropping down to the floor to tie your shoelaces the second he realises the laces have come loose, taking his time to stand back up afterwards as he slowly rakes his eyes over your figure so he can fully take in every inch of you. every attempt of his to make you swoon for him is met with “sorry sweetheart, still not into minors” and a small ruffle of his hair which gives him a dopey smile. you would think he would start to back off eventually but to your dismay every rejection you have handed to him has just made his desire for you grow stronger - he takes your words as “try again when youre 18”
which is exactly what he does. on his 18th birthday his friends decide to throw him a massive party - being the twins chaperone you had to come along and when suna set his eyes on you, you knew there was no chance of you escaping his antics. you catch him glancing at you multiple times throughout the night before he gets pulled away by one of his guests, a disappointed look in his eyes every time he had to look away from you.
after a couple of hours you decide to step outside onto the balcony to catch some fresh air seeing as there was no sign of the party dying down anytime soon. you’re outside for maybe 5 minutes when you hear the door slide open, you already know who its going to be seeing as he has been trying to catch you alone all night, you turn around to finally face the boy and he looks as ecstatic as ever.
“happy birthday suna.” you swear you can see his soul leave his body the second those words leave your mouth, its not the first time youve said it to him tonight - youre not that cruel as to not wish the poor boy a happy birthday on his special day - but everything that comes out of your mouth looks like it sends him to heaven and back.
“thankyou yn, i appreciate you being here, but then again, i know you cant spend more that a week away from me because youre just so obsessed with me.”
“wow, am i that easy to read?” you chuckle along with him, noticing the way his gaze doesnt stray away from your face while you face forward, “so, how does it feel finally being legal?”
“incredible, it means you can finally give me a chance.” he doesnt miss the way you sigh at his words.
“suna we’v-“
“i know that we’ve been over this, but i don’t really think you mean it,” this gains an eye roll from you, “plus, my one wish when i blew out my candles was that you would give me a kiss.”
“really? well i guess your going to have to go without this year.”
“it was my birthday wish, youre not gonna deny me that are you?”
“yknow, if you tell your wish to someone it doesnt come true right?”
“yn…please,” his voice is barely above a whisper, he sounds desperate, “i have been waiting for three years, all i ask for is one kiss, just one.”
“i think youre forgetting that im 22 and you are freshly 18.”
“im still 18 though.”
“hm… you make a good point,” you see the way he perks up slightly at your evaluation, a hopeful look becoming more prominent in his eyes, “one kiss. let it be my official gift for the birthday boy.” you might have well as told him he had just one the lottery, anyone who walked past the sliding door would think you had due to the way his smile was so wide.
“thankyou” is all he can muster up before he is snaking his hand up your body and with a hand tangled up in your hair he leans down until his lips touch yours, you can feel the shit eating grin spread across his face as he gently moves his lips in sync with yours, pulling away slightly to whisper “best birthday ever” before leaning back in <3
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miya-rin · 1 year
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suna rintarou who becomes addicted to kissing you after you take his first.
every study date turns into a make out session. every movie night ends with your tongues intertwined. every time his team wins a match your lips are the first thing he seeks out as a reward.
he’s not really sure what it is, but something about having you so close to him is just so comforting. him knowing that he is the only one that gets to feel you like this puts him to sleep every night with a sappy grin on his face, the same grin you get to see when he pulls away from your spit laced lips.
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miya-rin · 1 year
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haikyuu characters as tweets part 2
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part 1 - part 3
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miya-rin · 1 year
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random texts with haikyuu boys
iwaizumi hajime
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suna rintarou
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sakusa kiyoomi
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note - kiyoomis may be a little ooc bit this is exactly how i imagine him when he is in love so oh well :)
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miya-rin · 1 year
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haikyuu characters as tweets
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part two! - part three!
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miya-rin · 8 months
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haikyuu characters as tweets part three
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part one - part two
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miya-rin · 1 year
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high school miya atsumu who has the fattest crush on you and somehow manages to hide it from everyone for 3 months before osamu catches him scrolling through your instagram for the nth time that week. atsumu made him swear he wouldn’t tell you - or anyone on the team for that matter - as he was already so embarrassed by the way he was outed. osamu swore up and down he wouldn’t, but not before sending a voice recording of the whole conversation to you :))
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miya-rin · 1 year
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“oh cmon, you’re telling me you haven’t thought about dating me at least once?”
not again. “no atsumu, you font think i have known you too long to not have realised how you act? i hate to say it but you just aren’t my type.” you’re lying. you have had a crush on him since your last year of middle school, however, miya atsumu may possibly have one of the most annoying personalities you have ever had the misfortune of coming across. for the past month he has taken pleasure in flirting with you to elicit a reaction and so far it hasn’t worked.
so far.
today you decided it was the perfect time to fluster him, i mean it would only be fair to flirt back with him after he has been trying to get your attention for so long, right?
“wow yn you’re going to break my heart, i get i can be a bit much but you don’t find me handsome at all?” the shit eating grin on his face somehow makes him look even more attractive, it highlights the warmth in his cheeks and brings out very faint crow’s feet that just look gorgeous on him. he’s making it way to hard now, you have to flirt with him.
“i mean you are very attractive atsumu, only an idiot would be dumb enough to lie about that.” you’re strategic with your moves, you have seen the way he reacts with his fans so you know the best ways to make him blush. simply placing your hand flat on his chest and staring at his lips for a few seconds is enough to give him a rosy complexion.
“you have such a pretty face, especially when you’re blushing, god i could look at your for hours,” oh he is red now, the plan is working. you start to run your hands down his abs very faintly, he can barely feel the touch of your fingers but he knows its there, he so badly wants to see where his stomach connects with you, but he cant seem to pull his eyes away from yours. “and don’t get me started on your voice, or that amazing body of yours.”
if he were to actually listen to what you are saying he would hear the very obvious sarcasm placed right in front of him, but right now he’s too busy trying to restrain himself from grabbing both sides of your face and kissing you in front of all his teammates. he feels your feather light touches start to ghost up to his head where your fingers make home in his yellow blonde hair, slightly scratching at his scalp in a way you know has him itching for more.
“yn…” he breathes out, he doesn’t really know what he would even say to you, but before he can even think of a sentence you’re starting again.
“and your hair, i love it, the way it compliments your eyes so perfectly, and how soft it is. i think—” your words are cut off by the ringing of the msby jackals gym bell, telling the team its time for a break from practice.
“oh, sorry tsumu,” removing your hand from his hair, he looks sort of disappointed, its cute to say the least. “i have to go help coach foster get the next activity ready.”
and so atsumu is left there completely stunned, a little sweaty and very red, although he claims its just from the intense practice. the only thing he can think to do is grab his phone and open the team groupchat to confess his dying love for their manager.
miya atsumu
holy shit guys
you’ll never guess what just happened
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miya-rin · 1 year
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songwriter!yn who loves writing breakup songs but has never actually been through a real heartbreak, and so you turn to your best friend suna rintarou to go out with you for the whole of 37 seconds before breaking up just so that you can feel the raw emotion of how it feels to have your heart shattered into thousands of unfixable pieces so that you can write about it.
rintarou was fine with doing this but after the first 14 times you asked him to, he gives up and just says no the next time you try to get him to break up with you. you sit on your bed, staring at the message he just sent you, refusing to comply with your request, and a small smile breaks out onto your face.
your next song was a sweet love song that suna likes to play on repeat whenever he misses you.
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miya-rin · 1 year
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virgin!kiyoomi is so funny
he has absolutely no idea what to do with himself when the time finally comes. he has his hands everywhere all at once, not keeping them in one place for too long before putting them somewhere else on your body.
he keeps letting out small huffs and whimpers even though you have barely touched him, not even fully straddling him but hovering right over his crotch. if you didnt know any better you would almost say he was in pain with the noises that keep coming out of his pretty little mouth.
and for the life of him he cant make eye contact with you, always turning his head away quickly while you wait for him to look at you. and you don’t blame him, your first time is meant to be special but it can also be scary. and kiyoomi happens to be petrified.
when he finally slides into you he almost cums instantly, like 5 seconds in, he has to stay half in - half out of you until he can compose himself. eventually he bottoms out and thats when he finishes having hardly even moved.
he feels distraught for ruining your first time together, not even being able to last a full minute. how pathetic. however he’s surprised at the fact you start to comfort him, saying how you dont mind and that he can take his time before starting again.
you make it clear to him that you want to carry on when you start to stroke his half hard cock, eliciting the sweetest sounds from him. he cant contain himself and pushes you to lay down before slowly sliding back into you, face contorting in pleasure and pain from the sensitivity. he goes in fully and even though it takes a while it is worth it when he hears you moan out his name.
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miya-rin · 2 years
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iwaizumi hajime who spends over half of his salary on you. no matter how many times you tell him to stop he never will.
oh you’re online shopping? he’ll take your computer while your sleeping and buy your whole cart with his card.
he saw you put something down in the clothes aisle of your favourite shop? while you’re about to check out he’ll run back to pick it up and pay for the whole load.
you mentioned that you wanted a certain type of food a week ago? he’s gonna come home from work with 5 portions of it for you two to share while watching your favourite show.
he’s window shopping and notices an expensive necklace he knows you will like? it’s been brought.
this mans love language is gift giving, and no matter how much you tell him you don’t need him to spend so much money on you, the look on your face at each gift makes him want to spend even more on you.
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miya-rin · 1 year
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atsumu finds it so funny to piss you off, something about pushing your buttons just evokes this sense of pure joy and excitement inside of him.
this little game of his continued for months after you two coupled up, but he finally stopped when he realised when he was crossing the line
he had been trying to annoy you all day like normal, poking your side while youre trying to work, placing the stuff you need on a high up shelf, ignoring your calls when you both know he can hear you just fine. all of this was part of his mastermind plan to see you get red in the face. although it all came crumbling down after he let out a little “youre cute when youre mad” thinking you would find it funny
you didnt.
you followed up his statement with “then im about to get real fucking gorgeous” and grabbed the closest thing to you
atsumu has never ran faster in his life
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miya-rin · 1 year
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"i can't believe you got in a fight.”
“he hit me first, you just expect me to stand there and take that?"
a small chuckle leaves his mouth at your choice of words, standing between you parted legs osamu has been patching you up after a ‘small mishap’ with one of your classmates.
"obviously not, its just…" his voice trails off as he rummages around in the first aid kit until he finds an alcohol wipe, gently tearing it open before swiping it across your cheek, you wince in discomfort and he gives you an apologetic look. "sorry — its just, you're not really the type to hit someone, like i know you can defend yourself but cmon, you knocked him out."
"deserved."
"you really are something else." he laughs as he starts to dig around to find something else to slather over your face.
"thankyou."
"not a compliment."
“i'm gonna take it as one."
"i knew you would."
"yeah yeah whatever, you would have done the same.”
“oh yeah totally.” he picks up a tube of antibacterial cream and gently starts to apply it to the cut on your cheek, making sure to be extra careful as to not put too much.
“thankyou by the way.” he tilts his head up to look you in the eye for a split second before focusing back on the cream in his hand.
"hm?"
"for cleaning me up and that, thankyou."
"yeah well you probably wouldn't have, the blood would just be dried up all over your hands and face.”
"oh shut up," you let out a light laugh and by god you sound amazing "i'm not that bad."
"sure, whatever you say.”
the room elopes in silence — comfortable silence, the kind where you're not too worried if someone speaks or not, and yet you do.
"say, how long have you been dying your hair?"
"oh, i'm not sure, wh-" his words are cut short as he feels your hands snake up his undercut and into the dyed strands atop his head. shit he thinks, he so badly wants to look up at you, but he knows that if he does he won't be able to look away.
"it's really soft, what conditioner do you use? it must be good for it to not be completely dead."
"yeah." he stutters slightly, but just enough that you might not have been able to hear it. god he hopes you didn't hear it.
he still doesn't answer your question, staying quiet for a good minute or so before you decide to take action. gently tugging at his hair, an indication for him to look at you, he puts down whatever he was fiddling with and his eyes meet yours. they're a lot wider than normal, he almost looks scared, but from the dusting of pink spread across his cheeks you can tell it's something different. hes nervous.
“osamu, did you hear me?” the way you’re lightly scratching at his scalp turns him to putty in your hands. “i asked you a question.”
“uhm..i started dying it when i was like 13? so about 5 years now. and whatever conditioner my ma brings home.” you hum in approval as you continue to mess around with his hair.
“you know…i should probably finish bandaging you up.” he makes a start at grabbing some plasters to put over your bruised and bloody knuckles, avoiding eye contact even harder than before.
“wow, you wanna get rid of me that quickly? youre cold osamu.”
thats gets him to look at you.
“i never said that.”
“dont act dumb now, i heard you loud and clear.”
“youre putting words in my mouth.”
“oh so you’re accusing me now? this isnt the osamu i know and love.” as soon as that last word falls from your lips osamu burns a crimson red from his face to his neck and probably lower, choking on his spit and trying to catch his breath. if only you had your phone on you.
“you what?” he can finally speak by the looks of it.
“i love you. dont act like you didnt know.”
“yn, tell me youre joking.”
“are you rejecting me right now? thats a mean way to do it dont you think?”
“are you kidding me? ive had a crush on you since we were 15.”
“i know, why dont you do something about it?” you say with a sly smirk. he still looks on edge at the whole interaction, but theres no time like the present.
he lifts up his large and calloused hands to grab both sides of your face before bringing you into a sweet but passionate kiss, it doesnt last long as you are both conscious of the fact that anyone could walk into the schools medical room, but it is just enough to leave you both satisfied after years of pining. pulling away you are met with that boyish smile you fell in love with all those years ago.
“now that i think about it, im kinda glad you got into that fight…”
“so am i.”
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miya-rin · 1 year
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kenma loves it when you randomly kiss him - he thinks its one of the purest forms of love.
when you’re both watching the latest episode of your favourite show and you lift your head up ever so slightly from his chest and place a gentle kiss to his jawline. butterflies.
when hes shirtless and cooking something for lunch and you come up behind him to place your arms around his waist and press your lips right between his shoulder blades or on the top of his head he goes bright red.
if he’s live-streaming with his camera off and you go in to check on him, putting your hand on the side of his face to guide it up, then kissing him before pulling away with a smile he will make you stay with him for the rest of the stream.
every kiss - no matter how big or small - makes him fall a little bit more in love with you.
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miya-rin · 1 year
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kuroo tetsuro doesnt gets crushes on people, its a known fact. every person who has ever fallen for him has had to deal with the inevitable truth that he will never like them in the same way they do.
so imagine his surprise when he catches himself staring at you in class with pure adoration in his eyes. a foreign feeling creeping from his cheeks to his ears when you look back and catch his intense gaze. he feels stupid. he feels pathetic.
he cant help the way he is naturally drawn to you, the way he changes the route he takes to classes just for the chance to see you in the hallways. restless nights spent fantasising about your life together. cute notes slipped into your belongings when you arent looking. its all so new to him.
he just doesn’t understand it, why you of all people? why does he suddenly feel the need to be around you? why cant he stop thinking about you at every passing hour? why does he want you when he knows he cant have you? when he knows your not his, and never will be.
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miya-rin · 1 year
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here are some small atsumu boyfriend headcanons
cant cook alone, he needs you there otherwise he refuses. its not even that hes bad at it he’s actually really good he just likes to have your company with him at all possible times
he buys you those matching blanket hoodies and will not take his off no matter what, its so cute to see this big buff volleyball player absolutely just drowning in a fluffy hoodie with avocados all over it
however, as cute as he may seem, hes still a little shit at heart. if you suggest a film for him to watch - with or without you - he will purposely not watch it until you either let it go or force him to, he has a whole list on his notes app titled “DO NOT ENGAGE!!!” just so he knows what ones to avoid the little fucker
he always has cold hands and feet and he puts them on you when you least expect it, mostly when you’re peacefully cuddling him
lovesss late night drives <333 every saturday night you both drive around the city listening to his specially curated playlist with a take away; its his favourite way to wind down after a stressful day
ass guy 100%, he cant keep his hands off of you for shit. he likes to hold both sides of your hips as he tries to squeeze past you just to get a feel (¬_¬)
like sakusa, i believe he also had braces growing up, when he was around 11-14 but it is a very sensitive subject for him as he used to get picked on for having them because osamu didnt :((
walks around the house in either a compression top (for obvious reasons) or grey joggers that rest justtt below his v-line (for obvious reasons)
he is always stocked up on toilet paper for some odd reason, like a weird amount of toilet paper and he wont tell you why??? he hardly even goes through it, its just there for months on end
he does that thing where he leans agains the door frame with his arm above his head instead of actually walking inside because he thinks it looks hot. which it does
has a collection of “really wacky and cool” socks (in his words) and every holiday you get him another pair to add to his collection
if you insult him for whatever reason or pull his hair please be prepared for him to moan, he literally thinks its the funniest shit ever
all my haikyuu boyfriend headcanons!
thankyou for reading! i hope you enjoyed it!<3
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