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215-luv · 2 years

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HQ BOYS AS PEOPLE YOU SHOULD DATE

AKAASHI: offers to buy you a book you love and will insist if you say no

TSUKISHIMA: will dedicate a music playlist for you & will lowkey feel upset if you don’t listen to them even if he’ll say he won’t care

BOKUTO: will carry you on his back when he notices your feet are starting to hurt from walking and standing all day

KAGEYAMA: keeps himself awake as he forces his eyelids to open just to listen to your rambles in the middle of the night

IWAIZUMI: will always insist on walking you home from a date/from school just because he’s not comfortable with you going home alone

OSAMU: will study the recipe of your favorite dishes so he can personally be the one to fill your stomach with a healthy and delicious meal

USHIJIMA: has those books about dating and ‘how to be a good boyfriend’ with annotations and sticky notes adjourned onto the pages

DAICHI: will watch with you your favorite movies even if he doesn’t like them

SUNA: will always hold you through a crowd because he wouldn’t want you to get lost from his sight

TANAKA: will volunteer to wait through a long line for you as he insists you sit on the closest bench/chair to wait for him

KUROO: teases you for alot of times but then will immediately beg for forgiveness when he notices you ignoring him

OIKAWA: who will call you with the most flustering to the cringiest nicknames like sweetheart, darling, angel, sweet pea but will be respectful & quickly step down when you feel uncomfortable with it

KENMA: will let you play his console and will think you’re cute (with a blush on his face) whenever you get angry and upset over a game

HINATA: will make you smile and cry from laughter whenever you feel down

SEMI: will compose a whole album with different songs that speaks his love for you

KITA: asks and hears out your opinion first before he decides to do something, and will still respect (as he should) it even if it contradicts to his own opinion

ARAN: insists on carrying your stuff as he walks you to class / carrying your bag as he walks you home or when you both are on a date together

KONOHA: will let you wear his sweater that’s embedded with his mouth-licking scent (he knows)

ATSUMU: has a photo of you in his wallet in which everytime he opens it, he couldn’t help but let out a smile in adoration

SAKUSA: will always remind you that you’re supposed to message him when you get home the moment you separate ways from a date just so he can know you went home safe and sound

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tteokdoroki · 2 years

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“osamu, what the hell is your problem?”

osamu miya isn’t one to act out like this, he’s never one to run head first into a fight with no armour. he’s not brash and unreasonable like ‘tsumu. he’s supposed to be the better twin at this compared to the blonde scrub he should have eaten in the womb.

but when it comes to you, he loses all sense of rationality— the slightest change in your emotions still has osamu acting a fool after all this time.

“i was defending yer honour!” he announces adamantly, slur heavier than usual as he flinches away from the bag of frozen peas you have pressed into his swelling cheek. osamu hates frozen veg, it ruins the quality and taste of his product, so he prefers to start afresh every time to make sure everyone gets the very best of what he has to offer but boy is he glad that he kept the bag in his kitchen’s freezers from when he first started out.

he still can’t believe he got punched in his own damn shop.

your face twists as you peel back the defrosting packet, analysing the tender area on the younger miya twin’s face. still handsome, even when bruised like a softly ripened peach. “osamu miya,” he hates how his full name sounds on your tongue, bitter and still slightly resentful— nothing like the ‘samu’s he’s used to. “i do not need defending! god…you don’t change. you never do!” frustration sits caked on your features like a layer of sweat after a gruelling day in the kitchens. “when will you realise that i can be my own person outside of you? i can take care of myself. i don’t need you to back me up, tell me to sit this one out like you do with ‘tsumu. i don’t need protecting.” you shift awkwardly on your knees, the tiled floor in onigiri miya’s kitchen cutting into your skin. “and besides…i like him.”

osamu pushes the peas from your grip, brows knotted together as he scowls at you like what you’ve said isn’t true. you could tell him those words a thousand times and he’d selfishly ignore them because you’re way too good to go unprotected in this world.

“yer still s’fuckin’ naive,”

the curse word slipping from the restaurant owners lips surprises you— it upsets you, the hurt sweltering in your chest. “‘samu that’s not fair…”

“i don’t care if it is! i see the way ya grimace when he touches ya, the way ya avoid his gaze. how he treats ya like a fuckin’ pet rather than a human being!” the miya twin roars back, and if he was loud enough you’re sure he’d rattle the pots out to dry on the dish-rack. “that’s not love. you know that.”

your face scrunches up, expression foul and osamu knows he shouldn’t have said that.

“and you do?” he can hear the tired tremble in your voice, you’ve both been here before, stuck in a loop of the same argument. osamu shouldn’t cast judgement on the people you date, not when he ruined the concept of love and happiness for you in the first place. he gave you up when you’d done nothing but cherish him for years after the team went their separate ways.

he was the one to let you go.

he was the one desperate to see you again, dropping hints to kita to invite the old inarizaki manager to the reunion at his precious store in osaka after atsumu’s big game.

he was the one who threw the first punch at your now fiancé because the way he held you wasn’t right.

it was too tight, too rough for someone who deserved the world like you. osamu could read the twitch of pain on your face probably before you even felt it…because he still loved you, he still knew everything about you and he didn’t even have the right to. he probably deserved to get his shit rocked before aran and suna dragged your fiancé outside the shop ( atsumu would have ripped the guy’s head off too for hurting his brother…but kita was there and you’d pleaded with him not to ).

so osamu miya stays silent, becomes a little more reserved unlike his bastard brother and zips his lips once more— throwing away the key while he avoids your desperate gaze. “nothin’.” he mumbles simply, looking away from your wounded puppy dog eyes.

“of course,” you say quietly, even though he can hear the crack of tears in your voice. “because you could never love anyone outside of this stupid shop.”

and as you let it slip you’re crying up, and back away from him on the kitchen floor of onigiri miya, osamu realises…there’s no starting over with you. it’s far too late for that.

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thechloediary · 1 year

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atsusuna where they tell each other everything, every little drama or gossip that they hear.

if one knows something, the other knows it too. that’s how their friendship works.

"hey rin, guess what!" atsumu would come to rintarou running, "i surprised samu kissing akaashi!" he grins.

"fucking finally," suna would reply, chuckling.

and they do this with everything. it can be about their friends, about volleyball, about college, etc. hell, most of the time it’s about people they don’t even know.

it would start with "ya’ll never guess what i heard rin," and end with a huge ass story about two people they don’t know. and they still eat it up every time.

and they do this with themselves as well. with the tiniest useless information they can share.

"i ate peas last night," atsumu said once.

"i brought home a stray cat," suna replied.

it’s fun.

until one morning when rintarou came to atsumu nonchalantly, and sat next to him.

"guess what," he started completely unbothered. it made atsumu raise his head, waiting for the brand new gossip of the day.

"i realized that i’m love with you."

then, as usual after they’re done with their gossip sessions, he stood up and left. leaving a completely flabbergasted atsumu on the spot, mouth opening and closing like a fish. it took him another five minutes to realize what just happened.

"what the fuck rin, come back here!" he yelled before running to the other man.

// end.

#atsusuna #sunaatsu #haikyuu

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white-poppie · 2 years

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Big and Chunky!

Just one of my favourite fluff troupes: size difference!

Characters: MHA, HQ, JJK, TRV, HxH Beefy men x Gn! reader Genre: fluff Writer: @ white-poppie

Big, beefy men who are literally the definition of gentle giants. They are warm and perfect to cuddle with. You can lay yourself on the entirety of their body and they won’t feel a thing. They absolutely gush about how their clothes completely engulf you. How your hand encompasses perfectly in theirs. How they are easily pick you up in bridal style playfully. How you feel absolutely safe and secure with them, you know nothing would harm you when their large hands cradle you, gently like you are made of glass that would break if they are too rough.

Aizawa, All might, Kirishima, Deku, Shinsou, Daichi, Sugawara, Osamu, Suna, Ushijima, Lev, Akaashi, Aran, Kita, Bokuto, Iwaizumi, Megumi, Yuuji, Getou, Kurapika, Draken, Hakkai, Mitsuya, Benkei, Shinichiro, Kakucho

Big Beefy men who enjoy having the edge of superiority. They know that it would take minutes for you to be crushed by them, that is why they are careful. Playful taunts are exchanged and important stuff is kept higher than your height. They snicker when you call for them to pick up the stuff, making fun of you when you stick your tongue at them. How they just throw you over their shoulder, giggling at your attempts to hit them. They call you nicknames like: “shortcakes, short-stuff, pea-sized, kid etc,” but they absolutely love how cute you look next to him.

Hawks, Dabi, Bakugo, Tanaka, Atsumu, Kuroo, Oikawa, Gojo, Toji, Hisoka (yuck), Chrollo, South, Ran, Hanma, Sanzu, Rindou, Taiju

Tags: @rintaroubby @nanaseishiro, @akumicchi, @oikawatoorupdf @dislownini @idowritingandstuff, @bakaface @denkis111, @jazzylove,@maybeleftoverjourneys, @lordmypantsaresocool, @futuristicallykawaiiturtle, @kristaline2dmensimp, @repostingmyfavs,

Also Check out: L'appel du vide

Synopsis: Your husband, Hanma Shuji is dead! You team up with Tachibana Naoto, Chifuyu Matsuno, Ryuguji Ken and Mitsuya Takashi, you go on a journey full of betrayals and twists. Can you find out what really happened to your husband?

Requests are open (*3*) Reblog/like to give the author a hug (´;︵;)

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sktsnation · 1 year

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Title: Heart Too Full of Love Summary: Kiyoomi is now a father, more than anything. Characters: atsumu, kiyoomi, minor sunaosa Words: 1,208| Notes: contains omegaverse and mpreg

Kiyoomi decided to be a stay-at-home Alpha the moment Atsumu told him they're gonna have a baby—babies, to be exact, after finding out they'll be having twins a few weeks later. No one can dissuade him from the idea—not even his omega, who's rightfully confused at the announcement.

("Not to sound ungrateful, Omi—coz I am—grateful—I mean. So much! But ya have foreign clubs knocking at yer door, begging you t'join them."

"Sure." Kiyoomi shrugs. "I can do that, but I just want to do this more. I love what we have now, Atsumu. You, me, our pups. Pups! I still can't believe it!"

"Ya better believe it! There's no turnin' back, yanno!" Atsumu had laughed, tickled at his alpha's excitement. "I'll be taking time off soon—"

"Take all the time that you need, love. Volleyball has been here way before you were born, and it'll still be here after the twins arrive.

"Not gonna lie, I'm lovin' all—" Atsumu points to all of Kiyoomi "—of this support. In fact, if I weren't already carrying yer pups, I'd ask ya for one—eep!"

"Do not tempt me, my darling. Ask and shall be arranged in a few years. Planned Parenthood and all that."

"Oh... so sexy, alpha."

"Anything for my most favorite, omega. If taking care of you means taking time off from the sport as well, then by all means, I'm here for you every step of the way."

"Realistically speaking though, 'every step of the way' is still six months long—"

"Then here's to hoping you won't get tired of me even for that long.")

Naturally, Kiyoomi makes do with his promise and stays with Atsumu, bidding the team temporary farewell as he and Atsumu retreat to their house in Hyogo, near his in-laws, and, to his chagrin, Osamu.

Not that there's anything wrong with Atsumu spending time with his twin. It's just that, he's seen more of Osamu in the past month than he has, collectively, over several years. It's not all that surprising since they're two peas in a pod, but wow, his presence sure is felt.

Kiyoomi even (half) jokingly proposes to implement visiting hours—strictly for Osamu only, but Atsumu laughs it off.

("Aww—" Atsumu cooes. "Is my baby daddy jealous he doesn't get all my attention?"

"I literally have my mark on your neck—and vice versa, too, which is weirdly uncommon. I think I rank higher than a baby daddy, Atsumu."

"What do ya propose I call you then? Sir?"

"Not if you want irish twins—or triplets." He replies nonchalantly, smirking when his mate chokes upon hearing his answer, cheeks immediately flushing red.

"OMI!"

The doorbell rings, followed by a familiar scent that is, distinctly, Osamu. Kiyoomo groans loudly, not even hiding his displeasure at the sudden (expected) intrusion.

His mate, however, is quick to laugh at him. "That's 'Samu."

"I know." Kiyoomi pouts, arms wrapping around Atsumu’s waist to pull him closer, effectively trapping him in an embrace so he can't stand up and let his twin—intruder, his mind corrects—inside their home.)

Never in his entire life did Kiyoomi ever expect Suna Rintarou to be his confidant, but he had, and Suna, in turn, unloads all of Osamu's baby fever woes on him. Suna tells him about the baby books Osamu currently keeps in their home and how he's getting mixed signals from it.

("Osamu said, and I quote: 'If I learn along with Atsumu now, then I'd be a master at childrearing by the time it's my turn, and that's a point in my favor.'" Suna shakes his head fondly. "How do I even interpret that?"

"At least Osamu didn't say now."

"That's what you think." Suna grins. "Osamu wants our kids and yours to be the same age."

"Same age." Kiyoomi deadpans, then smirks, seeing the calm look on Suna's face. "You look pleased by it."

"C'mon," Suna scoffs lightly. "It's Osamu. How the hell can i not be pleased? Besides, it's not like we bonded without expectations of a pup or two."

Kiyoomi agrees, until he remembers how he's been kicked out of Atsumu’s nest a week ago when Osamu visited them.

"I've been kicked out from the nest, by the way."

Suna winces. "I figured. For an omega who spends hours on end at your home, I can't even smell a whiff of your scent on Osamu."

Kiyoomi hums, then circles back to their previous topic. "I'm sure it's not a mixed signal anymore if he wants our kids to be the same age. I mean, Atsumu's how many months along already? You're on a time limit as it is, man."

Suna laughs. "That's true. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an omega to talk to.")

Five months later finds Kiyoomi in the hospital, hand crushed to death in Atsumu's vice grip as the omega wails when a contraction hits him again, his body working hard to deliver their babies.

Their family is outside, waiting patiently for the twins' awaited arrival. The team too. Meian had sent them a text over the group chat; it's a photo of everyone in the waiting room, each carrying a gift of their own. Then another one, this time with their family in the picture.

Needless to say, Atsumu had been in tears.

The moment the twins finally do come, Kiyoomi cries. Atsumu is in bed, tired from all the tears and childbirth, but he looks happy and content, like everything he's wanted is in the palm of his hands.

The twins lie secured against their mother's chest, skin to skin, and ever present. Kiyoomi combs Atsumu's hair away and presses a kiss against the omega's forehead, all love and care poured into that single gesture, heart too full to even put his gratitude into words.

Atsumu still understands. His eyes soften, smiling through the tiredness overtaking him.

("Hey you," he whispers, mindful of the twins asleep on his chest. "How are ya feelin'?" Atsumu asks, only to be kissed in return, a kiss so soft, so gentle, yet it leaves him breathless all the same.

"You're so strong." Kiyoomi tells him. "So unbelievably strong, it's insane." The compliment draws out a soft laugh from Atsumu's lips, barely a puff of breath, still, it's there.

Kiyoomi looks at him with stars in his eyes, the all-encompassing love the alpha has for him reflected in his gaze that the omega has no choice but to lean in for a kiss again.

"Sap," Atsumu teases when a stray tear falls on his cheek. "My big strong alpha is crying, why is that?"

"Aside from the twins being born? Everything I guess." Atsumu purrs when he feels Kiyoomi's fingers run through his hair again. "But mostly you. Just... you."

"Sap." Atsumu repeats.

"Most ardently, my love." Gently, Kiyoomi leans down to place a kiss on each twin's forehead, so carefully that his lips barely graze the skin. There's a hint of hesitation behind the gesture, as if doing so would pop the bubble of happiness around them. Atsumu, ever observant, notices this. His free hand comes up to cup Kiyoomi's face, his thumb stroking light circles against his alpha's cheeks.

"They're real, Omi."

"I know," Kiyoomi breathes. "I know. I'm still processing everything, but I know. They're... here."

"And I'm here." Atsumu reminds him. "Say it."

"You're here."

"Yup! And I love you." Kiyoomi's cheeks pink and his feels his heart balloon at the declaration. He's been Atsumu's mate for how long now, yet the magic behind those words is still the same.

"I love you.")

#sakuatsu #sakusa x atsumu #atsumu miya #skts #kiyoomi sakusa #sakuatsu fics #sakuatsu fic #mine: fics #omegaverse #a/b/o #alpha/beta/omega dynamics #omega miya atsumu #alpha sakusa kiyoomi #omega!atsumu #alpha!Kiyoomi #mpreg

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ashthemadwriter-archived · 2 years

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Seeing you in a wedding dress for the first time

Fandom: Haikyuu

Pairing: Oikawa x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff,Humor

Format: Scenario

Warnings: Tiny bit of NSFW,but nothing too accurate

Word count: 0.9K

A/n: dude i wrote this at 3 am and i was supposed to be sleeping/studying for my upcoming exam in the morning,but im just obsessed with this scenario

not proofread

here you go Oikawa stans! youre welcome ;)

Suna version

it was just a crazy idea.an idea that popped into your mind the minute you laid eyes on the gorgeous wedding dress in the showcase of the shop near your college.

"what would Tooru's reaction be when he sees me in this?" you thought to yourself while caressing the soft,fluffy material on its skirt.

so you rented the dress,just for one night-tonight.it didnt cost you a lot because the owner had seen you gasping and literally drooling while staring at the dress,more than once,which made her feel bad so she gave you a remarkable discount.

And now here you were,wearing red lipstick and eye make up on, your hair chignoned Elegantly which couldnt have been done without the help of your roommate,who was sitting in front of you on her bed, her eyes moving from her watch to your face every ten seconds.

"what time he said he'll get here?" "in a few minutes" you mumbled,while scrolling through your phone,wishing to come across something interesting. "well it has been half an hour since he told you that,and i cant see any sign of him here" "SO IMPATIENT! why do you even care anyway?" you giggled as you present her an innocent smile, already knowing the reason why she was acting like this;but you couldnt miss an opportunity to tease her,could you?

"EXCUSE ME? are you for real? dont tell me that you forgot about how you made me stay at my friend's house the other night you wore a dirty outfit!" "but its not a dirty outfit this time!" "yeah! its a wedding dress! thats even worse!" she whined dramatically,pouting as the memory of that night became lively in her mind.her friend's house was not nice-not at all like her good old dorm room,which she had to share with you,unfortunately.you weren't a bad roommate,you were just...just...

too carefree when it came to being with your boyfriend.

you two continued chatting-which was basically you listening to her nag about things that was bothering her,and you were definitely on top of her list-until you heard a slight knock on the door. "babe? you there?"

you smiled as you heard the familiar voice that belonged to your boyfriend,and got excited cause it was show time!

"your prince charming has finally arrived,idiot" your friend says while opening the door,facing the usual nice while mischevious look on Oikawa's face. "well,arent you a pea-" he was planning on teasing her a bit longer,but was speechless when his eyes met with yours.

"Awwww what happened?did the cat ate your tongue?" you gave him a cocky smile,gliding toward him as you gyrated to give him a better view.

"so,what do you think?" he remained silent,but the sparkle in his eyes did all the talking for him.there wasnt much left for him to say.

however,there were plenty of things he could do.

within a blink of an eye,he literaly threw you on the bed,came on top of you as he crashed his lips into yours,tasting them harshly like a starved man.youre friend could swear that she heard the bed crack at that moment,but there were more important things to care about.

"h-hey! do this shit when youre alone together!" it was clear that you both heard her words,but anyone could tell that none of em really mattered right now.Oikawa was head over heels in love with you already. you were one of the most important things in his life and he really wanted to spend his lifetime with you,but seeing you in that dress...

you looked like an angel.an angel he wanted all for himself so badly.

at first you just continued your little make out session to tease your friend for a bit,but now? you couldnt resist his touch.

not when he was this passionate.

his hands traveling through your body,caressing the delicate skin with his fingertips as he comtinued smooching.you could hear his heartbeat,racing like hell.why was he so impressed anyway? you didnt really see this coming,but he was obsessed with you.he wanted to wake up with the feeling of you clinging to the side of him.he wanted to go to sleep with you in his arms,placing small kisses on your sensitive neck while breathing the sweet scent of your shampoo that was left on your hair.he wanted to be the one who gets to comfort you when youre feeling down.he wanted to be the one who you share kids with.he loved you,so much more than you can even imagine.

you were both running out of breath,but were too stubborn to break the kiss.air was not that important anyway...

your hands gently found their way under his boxers as you felt his hardened lenghth rubbing againts your clothed cunt,peeking at the room with your right eye just to realise your friend was gone long ago,

and you were too all over each other to notice.

Bonus:

◆you did buy the dress in the end,cause your beloved Tooru ripped it apart

◆and you actually started thinking about starting a family with him,and he seemed to be on the same page as you but was looking for a great opportunity

◆he got the opportunity when he found you in your bed looking kinda sick,with a used baby check on the drawer a few days after "the incident" :D

Reblogs are super duper appreciated! ty for reading this and i hope you enjoyed it :)

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vroerry · 1 year

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Haikyuu boys as songs from my playlist

Kuroo Tetsurou

Stray Kids - Muddy Water

Gorillaz - Feel Good Inc.

The Neighbourhood - Devil's advocate

Kozume Kenma

Toby Fox - Waterfall

vivivivivi - credits song for my death

Masafumi Takada - Welcome to Despair

Oikawa Tooru

Doja Cat - 4 Morant

Marina and the diamonds - Oh no!

Stray Kids - Slump

Bokuto Koutaro

TWICE - The feels

Stray Kids - WOLFGANG / Get cool / Surfin'

ATEEZ - HALA HALA

Block b - Very good

Black Eyed Peas - Let's get it started

Miya Atsumu

Gwen Stefani - Hollaback Girl

Marina - I love you but I love me more

Yung Gravy - Oops!

Miya Osamu

Scissor Sisters - I can't decide

Rammstein - Angst

Muse - Supermassive Black Hole

Suna Rintarou

Tv girl - Cigarettes out of the window

Arctic Monkeys - Why'd you only call me when you're high?

Cypis - Gdzie jest biały węgorz ? (Zejście)

Tendou Satori

Talking Heads - Psycho killer

Insane Clown Posse - Chop chop slide / My axe

Rebzyyx - I deserve this

Cypress Hil - Insane in the brain

Maretu - Magical Doctor / Coin Locker baby

Iwaizumi Hajime

Finger Eleven - Paralyzer

Lovejoy - Perfume / One day

The Vamps - Somebody to you

Haiba Lev

Cavetown - Boys will be bugs

Harmless - Swing Lynn

Vacations - Young

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hlxtn · 1 year

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popping in to say that atsumu also heavily reminds me of smack that by akon (i just feel like college or frat tsumu would love it) + rock that body by the black eyed peas

one of the guys fs makes me think of good girls go bad by cobra starship but i can't decide on just one

YES SMACK THAT ALSO REMINDS ME OF ATSU AND THEN BOKUTO

But i will forever keep saying that Butterfly by Crazy Town is Atsumus theme song in the college AU (in my head) idk the whole vibe is just so HIMM and the lead singer inspired me to draw Atsu with a eyebrow piercing

NOW THAT I LISTEN TO GGGB AND TRY TO MATCH IT WITH A CHARA YOU ARE SO RIGHT LIKE?? Kuroo?? Bokuto??? Suna??? Matsukawa??

#I AM LOVING THIS DISCUSSION RN #KYAAAAAA #yall swining me full i to college au rn #boxing au? nah imma stay in college #ask #maplesuna

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charbakugou · 2 years

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ABOUT ME

NASA / ASA (s/her). nineteen. ENFP 8W7. [999] . ∘˚˳°∘° ✿

i'm a cancer sun, sagittarius moon and aquarius rising !!

i speak english and chinese! currently learning: japanese & spanish. i'm south east asian.

WHAT'S HER FAVOURITE THINGS??

LIKES — daydreaming, reading, pinterest, vlogging, indian food, bullet journalling, cats, pictures, PLUSHIES !!, cats&soup, game of thrones, house of the dragon, sleep, my tiger <3, cute outfits, twitter, chai and samosas, FORMULA ONE.

DISLIKES — slow walkers, people who stare, desserts, chocolate, peas, being unable to fall asleep, dry texters.

WHO DOES SHE LOVE ??

at the top !! bakugou katsuki, suna rintaro, gojo satoru, suou azami, kakucho hitto, ran haitani, bucky barnes, dick grayson.

oh how i love them so !! todoroki touya, midoriya izuku, iwaizumi hajime, oikawa tooru, miya osamu, uzui tengen, sanemi shinazugawa, peter parker.

#— ᥫ᭡ wanna know a secret.#— 𖠋 trying to find it.

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asheofalltrades · 1 year

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Ten Random Lines

Rules: pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people. tagged by @thatvixenchick

So I only have 5 fics posted so I’m gonna do those and then 5 WIP/Notes!

Don't Just Hold Me in My Dreams Rintarō can feel his heart rate picking up the pace again and hopes that Samu is too in his own head to notice how Rintarō’s reacting over a damn text message. He hadn’t expected Kiyoomi to actually take what he said last night to heart. He was too flustered earlier that morning when he first saw the message and couldn’t send a proper response, opting instead for emojis that made no damn sense.

Welcome to the Meat Locker This is more than okay. Killua doesn’t think he’s ever been more okay with anything in his whole fucking life. He vigorously nods his head, fingers locking around fabric in a death grip.

Best Friends and Birthday Kisses Killua can practically feel the sizzle and pop of his brain crashing like an old computer. He can only imagine the smoke coming out of his ears as he grabs Gon’s hand and yanks him out of the van, past the rest of the group, and into the main bedroom of the house.

Postcard From Wade Hottest DILF in town: I’ve never been good at keeping my mouth shut You know that You know me I know you Two peas in peanut butter and jelly

I Wanna Be Your Vacuum Cleaner Grimmjow watches Ichigo leave with a raised eyebrow. What the hell was all that about? He looks at Neliel and she only offers a soft smile and pats him on the shoulder.

A Menace to Myself (a SakuSuna fake dating WIP this is notes) Suna: Hey we never figured out a plan for tonight. what we doing? Omi: 🍆👅💦 Suna calls up Omi like "Wtf does that mean?" Omi: Eggplant and cow tongue from that place off campus we ate at a couple weeks ago?? Suna: ....You're banned from using those emojis ever again Omi: Why, it was succinct and to the point

An unnamed SakuAtsu oneshot (WIP) However, the urge to reciprocate has begun to nestle deep into Kiyoomi’s heart. For every casual stroke of Atsumu’s fingers, he wishes he could return the touch tenfold. The damn asshole just makes it seem so easy, and yet Kiyoomi can’t make his hand move beyond a twitch of his fingers.

An unnamed YakuLev oneshot (WIP) "Let's get home first and see how you feel then," Lev offers in an attempt to placate both his eager boyfriend and his own growing arousal. He has a plan, dammit, and he’s not going to let either of their dicks get in the way of that.

Below Deck: Haikyuu AU (WIP-SakuAtsu, also notes) Atsu is the one Omi can rely on if anything needs getting done, and that grates because Atsu is also the first one to do whatever dumb shit comes out of Bokuto's mouth

Sexy Boy, Come and Lay With Me (WIP-Killugon) “What’s wrong, sunshine? Why are you crying?” The words were spoken so softly, with so much tenderness and love, that Gon couldn’t handle staying upright anymore.

As for tagging!! Umm.... @princelink @kittiemitties and yeah lol ❤️

#tag game #fanfiction

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sloppykyuu · 3 years

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Demon suna fucking he’s human gf to sleep and she been giggling at memes since 1 Am and he starts rubbing her cunt through her shorts (as a warning) but she doesn’t feel since she’s laughing too hard and he ripped her shorts and underwear to the side & starts fucking her into oblivion and taking her energy and then she just falls asleep you can ignore or delete

It was cute at first, listening to your giggles but when you started bursting out laughing when he wanted to have sex with you, it started getting on his nerves. You’d been cackling about it all day, laughing your ass, you didn’t even feel his fingers rubbing at your folds through your shorts. Stupid mortal and their stupid mortal things.

Your laughter fell short when you felt the harsh tug of material against your ass before the garnement was completely missing. “Fucking finally you shut up.” He groans, grabbing his hard cock and rubbing it through your folds. He reveled in the soft gasp that left your lips when he tapped the head of his cock against your clit. Without warning he shoves his fat dick inside of you, tearing a loud scream from the back of your throat. “Be a good human and let me fuck you.”

The pace he sets is brutal. His hips are slamming bruisingly hard againsts your ass, cock slamming right into the mouth of your cervix, it hurt. It hurt so bad but the filth he spewed into your ear and the thumb on your clit had you squirting around him. Wetting his cock and abdomen, dripping to the sheets below you. He doesn’t stop even after you cum, he makes sure you forget about whatever stupid meme you saw earlier. Makes sure the only thing in your mind was the big cock filling you up over and over again.

#suna smut #suna x reader #suna rintarou #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #pea answers stuff #pea loves suna

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taeyamayang · 2 years

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Heyy Pea, i'm joining your event! i'd like to text Rintarou from haikyuu!! and i want to tell him to give me more attention!! 😤 with that, i am aiming for a fluff and crack content :) that's all, thank you!

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suna rintaroooo gsnshs i love him so much why are you doing this to me!!

agghh thank you for joining!

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #hq headcanons #hq smau #hq imagines #hq scenario #hq x you #hq suna #suna rintarou #haikyuu suna #suna x reader #suna headcanons #suna smau #suna fluff #suna x y/n #suna hcs #pea.writes #pea.event

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heyitsmeyuhh · 2 years

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Blood and Wine (mafia!Suna Rintaro x Reader)

AN// I’m back with another! Grad school is kicking my ass though so these may come out way slower than I would hope. But again, I have up to chapter 6 right now and it gets really exciting! I hope everyone is liking it so far too. Any comments or feedback are always welcome, and I’m hoping my taglist is working! You guys have been so supportive already and if anyone ever wants to talk, I love interaction :)

TW// Mention of blood, violence, and burlesque dancing. Not much else I think.

WC// 1.7K+ (kinda small but the next few chapters are longer).

Chapter 3

Suna sat in the back of the car texting his men when she finally came down. The door was opened by his Omimi Ren and she slid onto the bench seat next to him. She was wearing a white blouse with a tan pea coat, black leggings, and unassuming tan booties. Her hands were in her pockets and she leaned on the window, staring out to the street as they made their way to his club. She looked like she hadn’t slept, dark circles ringing her grey eyes.

“So, what am I even going to be doing? I’ve never worked in a bar or restaurant before.” Her gaze never left the window.

“I guess that depends on your talents,” Suna returned her coldness. “We’ll have you run with the servers and the bartenders today and I’ll decide.”

Y/n didn’t answer, and the remainder of the car ride was draped in silence. Suna pretended to fidget around with his phone, but in reality, he couldn’t keep his attention off her. The curve of her hips in her leggings was distracting, and the way her hair framed her slender neck enticed him. The fact that she didn’t immediately greet him with fear today was also a plus, but the fact that it was replaced by apathy and fatigue was just as bad.

In truth, he could care less what she did to work off her debt to him. All Suna ever wanted from the beginning was her. He wanted to run his fingers up the sides of her waist, he wanted to kiss the delicate skin of her neck, and he wanted to ruin her, in every sense of the word. But for now, he was content to watch her walk around The Fox’s Den in a tiny outfit, serving drinks or bartending or whatever it is that she’d end up doing.

When the car pulled up on the back side of the building, Suna exited first and walked around to Y/n’s side. He offered his hand for her to stand, but instead she helped herself out of the car. He expected a sneer or an eyeroll, but all he was met with was indifference.

Inside, the servers were bustling around, setting tables and polishing glasses before the first show of the day. The bartenders were cleaning their workstations and preparing the bottles for later. Dancers roamed around the tables, practicing their routines for rehearsal. Y/n perked up slightly at the vibe of the club.

“I thought you said I was working a strip club?” she whispered to Suna, her resentment towards him seemingly forgotten.

“This is a burlesque club. The dancers have routines and perform more… legitimately than my girls at the club you frequented.” Y/n looked at him, interest apparent in her eyes. She walked ahead to get a better view of the stage, eating up the girls rehearsing for the night. Suna’s mind flashed with an image of Y/n dancing on stage and he turned swiftly to sit at his usual spot at the bar, hiding the hardening bulge in his slacks. The lead bartender, Ojiro Aran, handed him the books for the club wordlessly, a knowing look drilling into Suna.

“If you have something to say Aran, then say it.” Suna flipped through the pages of transactions without meeting his gaze, pretending to be unbothered.

“Are you going to introduce us to this pretty young thing?” He was drying a pint glass when Suna’s head whipped up, glaring harshly at the large man. Aran’s smirk said it all; he knew exactly how to press his boss’ buttons without crossing any hard lines.

“She’s off limits. I’ll introduce her once she’s gotten her fill.” They glanced back at her, watching her mesmerized with the dancers. She had her hands on the back of the chair in front of her, leaning slightly forward. They finished their routine and Suna could see her reluctantly rip her eyes from the stage and walk over to him. He pulled out a barstool for her and she took a seat.

“Y/n, this is Aran. Aran, Y/n,” Suna said shortly. Aran gave her a slight nod and continued to dry the pint glasses. Y/n also gave a quick nod and a small smile. “So, Y/n, I’m going to have you running with Aran tonight to give you a feel for bartending. You can run with Kiyoko tomorrow to see the serving side and then…”

“I want to dance.” She said it so matter-of-factly that it seemed more like a demand than a request. Suna was about to tell her no when a thought of her on stage flashed though his mind again. A warm sensation surged through his loins at the notion of her dancing in his club, dancing for him.

“I danced all the way through college. I’m mostly trained in contemporary, but I know a bunch of different styles and I would consider myself a fast learner…” She continued to try to justify her case, but Suna was barely listening, still caught up in his fantasy. By the time he snapped out of it, Y/n was finished rambling and staring at him expectantly. He turned back toward the bar wordlessly, taking a long sip from his drink.

“You’ll have to audition. I can set you up with Saeko tomorrow morning, but be warned, she is not very forgiving. You will have one chance with her and if she is not impressed, then I will have to choose between the other two options.”

Y/n, for only the second time that day, looked happy. In truth, Suna didn’t want her to be miserable during her stay with him. If all went well, he may get a few nights with her out of it; he always loved the implied perks in his agreements. But for now, doing small things to get back into her good graces was no skin off his back. They spent another few hours at The Fox’s Den, him spent managing his books, and her drinking in every movement of the dancers on stage. When they arrived back at the apartments, she practically bolted off the elevator before disappearing into her room and slamming the door.

The short ride up to his suite just upstairs was miserably quiet. Suna entered after the ring of the doors and made his way to the dining table. His apartment was larger than hers but included many of the same elements. The major difference was the décor; the tile, the walls, and all the furniture was sparkling white. There were accents of dull color in the tapestries on the walls and in the rugs under the sofa and dining table, but the main focus was the large rouge bouquet of flowers as the centerpiece, the sister of the arrangement just downstairs.

There was a reason that he chose this color for his own dwelling; blood was much easier to clean when extremely visible. Suna was a heavy advocate for doing business in his flat, mainly because many of the cops he has in his pocket know it’s strictly off limits. Of course, the fabric items often needed to be laundered or discarded when soiled, but those were easily replaceable.

He motioned for Osamu in the kitchen to pour him a drink and sat heavily in one of the chairs at the table. The silver haired twin opened a new bottle of red wine and set the glass in front of Suna before sitting across from him with his own. “How was she?”

“She wants to dance.” Suna answered before taking a long sip. Osamu’s eyebrows cocked, and a small smirk appeared behind his wine glass.

“Well, it seems to me that this deal is turning out better than expected,” he said, letting his eyes twinkle with mischievousness.

“It appears so.” Suna leaned back, eyes betraying him, but face remaining stoic. “What’s going on with her brother?”

“He hasn’t said anything of substance yet, but we have Kita working on him. When I left, I think he was at his limit.” Osamu paused for a moment. “What did you tell her?”

“That we had him. Skipped over the ‘why’ part.”

Osamu paused mid-sip and stared. “You have a soft spot for her,” Osamu realized, setting his glass down carefully.

Suna didn’t reply, avoiding his associate’s eyes. I can’t have a soft spot for her. That would require me to care. Osamu stood from the table and walked over to the window, wiping his mouth. “It doesn’t matter he’ll be dead soon anyway,” Suna replied

“If the guys hear that you’re going soft, boss…”

“I’m not getting soft,” Suna replied sternly. Osamu turned back to look for any hint of a lie, but Suna’s face had returned to the stony expression he had kept previously. “If she knew that we kept him for information, I’d never hear the end of it from her. She’d beg for his life and there was nothing I was going to do to appease her, and she’d likely be more distraught than she was last night.” He stood from his chair and approached the other at the window, gazing out across the expanse of the city. “I still want her to work off his debt to me, but if I told her we were planning on disposing of him, then she’d do something reckless. I don’t want to have to clean up the mess from both of them.”

Osamu nodded, knowing the boss better than anyone; Suna was typically ruthless, cunning, and above all else, self-interested. People don’t cross Suna Rintaro without paying a heavy price, and he didn’t care what kind of damage was left in his wake. But with her, Osamu could see that there was something he was trying to hide behind his fox-eyes.

They stood at the window silently for a few more minutes before Suna received a text from Atsumu.

MA: It’s over. We got the name.

SR: How’s the clean-up?

MA: Almost done. The butcher is always tidy.

Suna locked his phone and returned it to his suit pocket. Kita Shinsuke, subtly named The Butcher, never really made much of a mess of his clients. Osamu understood and took his cue to leave. Suna retired to his room, neatly removing his suit. A soft, rhythmic bumping was emanating from the floor, and Suna allowed himself a small smirk. If she was any good tomorrow, he was looking forward to spending more time actually watching the performances at his establishment.

He dialed the number to Sakusa Kiyoomi.

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satorinnie · 3 years

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how the haikyuu boys fall in love with you + relationship aesthetic

featuring; sakusa, atsumu, suna x f!reader

warning; fluff <3

notes; the reader beats them in confession cause we a baddie

sakusa kiyoomi

this man honestly wasn’t looking for a relationship during high-school, he believed it was best if he kept his attention on his grades and volleyball and keep romance for when he graduated. it’s not like he hasn’t tried. this decision of his was happened after some failed relationships. they were either mad at him for not paying much attention to them, or they were just too touchy and annoying to handle. him being a germaphobe didn’t mean he hated skin to skin contact, he just never felt comfortable under their touch (he realized how they didn’t follow some basic hygiene rules). but then *boom* a new student transfers to their school; you.

there wasn’t exactly something that made you stand out from the rest. you were smiling and kind like some, sarcastic and witty like other, and could both be calm and energetic. he first personally met your when komori introduced you to him, you both had met when the teacher paired you two partners in an assignment. sakusa didn’t pay much attention to you until you became a frequent part of his life due to komori. you and his cousin hit it off easily, with your kind nature and angelic smile, no wonder you two were two peas in a pod. with you always sitting with them during lunch and hanging out with them after school, he started to pay attention to you. how you cleaned your hands before and after eating, never invading his personal space, pushing komori away after volleyball practice because he was sweaty and how you kept on talking about how you admired the way they so passionately played the sport. it was also the way you cared deeply about them, having a hand sanitizer ready just for him, helping them out when they needed advice, your little actions of kindness that always seemed to brighten their days. it was different from what he experienced with the other girls, and without realizing, he started opening conversations with you, wanting your input on things and desiring to learn more about you and at the same time, falling deeper and deeper for you.

with the first two months of school passing by, he started to notice how you were more touchy with komori. you never held sakusa’s hand or give him hugs to congratulate him. but why was he so bothered? he hated the way his stomach sunk once he noticed your closeness with his cousin, or how his heart clenched when you were close to any guy from the school. but when he finally found the guts to ask komori about the way he felt, that’s when he realized he fell for you, hard, might i add. he didn’t want to feel this way, romance was a no no for high-school, he was supposed to concentrate on his grades and volleyball, not getting all lovey-dovey with a girl. and tried to cleanse those persistent thoughts about you from his mind, but no. he couldn’t stop the way he dreamed about how your hands would feel against his body, your lips on his skin, your words of encouragement only directed towards him. so he decided on sticking by your side patiently waiting for the coursge to confess to you; which always managed to leave his body whenever he opened his mouth.

so imagine his surprise, when one day after a practice match you come in front of him to wipe his sweat with a towel in your hands, and tell him about how amazing he was with a subtle blush on your cheeks. he was also supporting his own blush behind the mask he immediately put on. and when you asked him to meet you behind the school building with your hands behind your back, he could only nod, afraid of his own voice betraying him if he spoke. and that day he learns about your crush on him, and when asked why your avoided touching him, you had told you were afraid to make him uncomfortable with the things you heard about him from everyone. he tells you he doesn’t mind the touch if it’s from you and you smile up at him, finally making his dreams come true when you lean to kiss him on the lips.

miya atsumu

now this guy right here, he can be very arrogant and full of himself around his friends and girls. because c’mon, he was miya atsumu! the best setter there ever was. with all the girls practically throwing themselves at him (which only continued to increase his ego btw), he was indeed the golden boy of the school and every girl’s dream. except you it seemed.

when you first started their school, lots of people talked, because joining a school like theirs in the middle of the year? that wasn’t a sight they saw every day, and it was no surprise that you were in the top class. atsumu actually heard about your from kita, he was assigned with showing you around the school and managed to hit it off with their captain. he told them how he offered you to become their manager, knowing that you wouldn’t turn out to be yet another fangirl. and manager you did become. your presence was life changing and everyone could notice it. you took your time to get to know everyone, forming a special bond between you and each of the players; it was life like you were their safe haven. you also made sure to learn about volleyball while being their manager, believing that this way, you could help them grow as players and as a team, and atsumu cherished that about you. whenever he felt down or not good enough, you always managed to cheer him up by telling him how stupid he was by hitting his head. you would comfort him and let him know he was not a failure, and that one little mistake didn’t define who he was.

matched with you by their side were also the best. with cheering every single one of them, throwing stink eyes at the other teams that dared to jab a word at them, going up to the stands to silence the girls that never learned to be quiet during his serve. these were just some of the many things he loved about you. you weren’t just their manager by name, but also by heart; just like how he did with volleyball. you gave it your 110%. and atsumu never stopped telling you these, but not the way you did. he preferred teasing you, always confident and proud while talking about himself, he didn’t know when it started but he knew at some point his words about you weren’t on a friendly level anymore. he wanted you to realize how amazing you were, and he wanted you to see how he was perfect. he always tried to keep his tough facade in front of you, yet you always managed to catch the moments where his confidence always faltered and when you didn’t make fun of him like his friends but chose to spend time with him to cheer him up—he knew he was down bad. now his minds was 24/7 you. your smile, voice, the way your eyes lit up at his serves, his stomach filling with butterflies as he learns you were proud of him after each game.

and this only made him tease you more. he couldn’t leave your side, always wanting to be around your presence. only your words of encouragement mattered, he only searched for your eyes while during his games. so one day, he finally builds the courage to ask you out—he couldn’t keep his feelings to himself anymore. each time you were near him his mouth was on the brink of spilling every single thing he felt for you; and his twin made sure to make fun of him about that every damn time. he decided on asking you out after their game—like a victory date (he had the upmost confidence that they’d win). but what he wasn’t expecting was for you to run into his arms and land a big kiss on his lips the second they won the game. too shocked to process he watched with wide eyes as you pull away from him with a big grin on your face. and once the reality of things settles down on him, he lifts you up and wraps your legs around his waist to kiss you deeper.

that night he learns it was osamu who told you about his feelings which resulted in that day’s events. you end up holding back atsumu from beating up his twin while trying to keep in your laughter.

suna rintarou

please this man is a hopeless case. there is literally no girl that interests him in school because, and i quote “they’re boring”. he did obviously try to be in a relationship with multiple girls, he didn’t reach the statement before from no experience. and of course he had his own group of girls that fawned over him, but did be care? no. the whole school knew him as the boy who blackmailed people (pls i fully believe he would actually do this), he somehow always managed to get his eyes and ears on the latest tea and had organized folders of his whole teams cursed pictures. (atsumu had the biggest one).

ah just like how every romantic book/movie ever goes, you joined their school; and you were different. you had come from fukurodani, so you knew about the volleyball team in inarizaki. having the opportunity to meet the players as well. and that’s how suna recognized you. it was during lunch time when he was eating with the twins when you caught his eye (definitely not due to your loud laugh). you had already managed to form a group of friends, you were a sociable person, polar opposites with him; he was more of an introverted kind. and when the twins didn’t miss the ways his eyes looked at you, immediately calling out to you to join their table. eyes wide and a little shy, you had accepted their offer. it was weird, how easily you hit it off with the twins, one look from the outside and it would seem as if you knew them your whole life. but what really caught his attention was when you asked them if they wanted the see the pictures you took during the volleyball games. he was surprised when you showed the trio multiple pictures of them in the most ridiculous angles and poses, it was easy to say he was bewitched.

he wouldn’t leave you alone, managing to find you wherever you were in school and talk about the stories behind his own cursed pictures. he had practically begged you to share the ones you took, which you accepted only if he gave you some too. from that day on a beautiful friendship formed between the two of you. you shared your foods, when to each others houses to hangout, or go out on late night walks to chat about nothing but pure nonsense. face-times with him were also very amusing, with the both of you trying to capture bad pictures of each other you never managed to bore him. and suddenly the “ugly” pictures he took of you weren’t so ugly anymore, rather they were ethereal. he started to admire how you always managed to look pretty in front of a camera (of course he wouldn’t admit that to your face). now whenever you two hung out, he made sure to take extra pictures of you, deciding that your folder could never have enough. and as the days passed, you coming over to him had him flustered more. the way you laid your head against his shoulder while watching a movie, or borrowing his hoodie and never giving it back; they weren’t friendly actions for him anymore. he wanted to cuddle you, keep you forever in his arms as he basked in your scent. he wanted you to keep his hoodies because as cliche as it sounded, you look much better in them (plus it made him proud when it was his hoodies you were wearing outside).

he really wasn’t planning on confessing. he was scared; hopeless like i said in the beginning. and he believes that always taking pictures of you was his best way of flirting—pls this man actually believed he was smooth with it. and one day when you scolded him for saving them, he caught both of you off-guard when he told you, you looked pretty and cute in them. he doesn’t let it show but he’s extremely nervous on the inside, like, he told the truth so maybe you would let him save the pictures? he almost fell down from his seat when you puled his face closer to your with both of your hands and demanded when he was going to confess to you. and when he couldn’t form sentences to respond you, you had huffed with your arms crossed claiming how you were running out of patience. so he does what his stupid brain could only think in that moment, and tells you he thought you two were already dating, which now leaves you with a shocked expression. anyways this is the turning point in your relationship and now he can have as many cuddles as he wants, though the only thing he regrets is the fact that he’s running out of hoodies to wear.

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onigirintarou · 2 years

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Ed Sheeran songs that describe how HQ boys love you

Ft. the Miyas, Suna, Sakusa, Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Bokuto, Ushijima, Kuroo

Tenerife Sea – Miya Atsumu

And should this be the last thing I see. I want you to know it’s enough for me. Cuz all that you are is all that I’ll ever need.

We are surrounded by all of these lies and people who talk too much. You’ve got the kind of look in your eyes as if no one knows anything but us.

Congratulations to this menace because Tenerife Sea is my fav Ed Sheeran song.

I am a firm believer that Miya Atsumu loves hard and he loves loud.

His social media posts consist of volleyball pics, the occasional thirst trap, Onigiri Miya content, and of course, you. The captions are always cheesy but he doesn't care. People who have the audacity to talk poorly about you are immediately on his shit list and blocked.

If he could make a PSA to tell the world that he's yours, he would.

How would you feel if I told you I loved you? It’s just something that I want to do. I’m taking my time, spending my life, falling deeper in love with you.

How Would You Feel? - Miya Osamu

Our favourite Onigiri chef isn't the biggest fan of expressing his emotions through words

He fumbles and often finds himself sticking his foot in his mouth especially when it comes to you

Instead, he shows his love for you through his actions.

He wakes up before you do even on days where he doesn't have to open his restaurant until hours after you leave, just to make you breakfast.

He takes the time to separate peas from your fried rice because he knows that you hate their texture (they end up on his plate because Osamu does not waste food).

He has a soft grasp on your elbow when you're walking together which changes to a firmer grasp at intersections so that you stop and don't inadvertently walk into traffic.

You know that he loves you, but when he actually says it???

*404 Error* you forgot to say it back because you were in too much shock

Photograph – Suna Rintarou

We keep this love in a photograph. We made these memories for ourselves.

Suna has an album on his phone dedicated to you

He'll take what he calls "candid photos" which to you means that he's got his phone out and thumb already on the button when you slip up and do something silly, which, when you're around him is often

Those are his fav pics though - pics of you blearily wiping the sleep from your eyes, pics of you smiling down at the rudimentary latte art he drew in your mug (it was a dick!), even pics of you glaring at him and giving him the finger hold a special place in his heart.

Kiss Me – Sakusa Kiyoomi

I was made to keep your body warm. But I’m cold as the wind blows, so hold me in your arms.

Contrary to popular belief, Sakusa loves physical affection, only if it comes from you

Man is so in love with you that he'll indulge in some PDA to his teammates' complete shock and awe - "Did ya see Sakusa pull his mask down to give Y/N a kiss?" R.I.P. Tsumu

All of the Stars – Iwaizumi Hajime

You’re on the other side as the skyline splits in two. Miles away from seeing you. But I can see the stars from America. I wonder do you see them too?

Both of our hearts believe, all of these stars will guide us home.

Iwa canonically (maybe??? lol) goes to California to intern under Ushijima's dad

You cannot tell me that he doesn't fall either 1) have someone waiting for him in Japan or 2) leave someone waiting for him in California

The Joker and the Queen – Oikawa Tooru

I showed you my hand and you still let me win. And who was I to say that this was meant to be? The road that was broken brought us together.

And I know you could fall for a thousand kings... when I fold, you see the best in me.

the ANGST

most of the angst stems from Oikawa's belief that he isn't enough for you

he'll push you away and make you believe that you aren't enough for him

we stan a king with both an inferiority AND superiority complex

when you FINALLY FINALLY get together though, words cannot describe how grateful he is that you took a chance on him

Lay It All On Me – Bokuto Kotaro

No, you don’t have to keep it under lock and key ‘cause I will never let you down. And if you can’t escape all your uncertainties baby I can show you how.

Let my love in, lay your heart on me.

Bokuto is a firm believer in letting you feel your feels

My guy is emotionally intelligent and incredibly perceptive to your emotions.

Give Me Love – Ushijima Wakatoshi

Give me love like her ‘cause lately I’ve been waking up alone.

And it’s been a while but I still feel the same. Maybe I should let you go.

All I want is the taste that your lips allow.

the ANGST PART TWO

Ushijima strikes me as the kind of guy to not know what he has until it's slipping through his fingertips

But the utter desperation that he feels once he realizes!!!

Wake Me Up – Kuroo Tetsurou

‘Cause maybe you’re loveable... And you should never cut your hair ‘cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder.

And now I’ve always been shit at computer games because your brother always beats me.

And you will never know just how beautiful you are to me. But maybe I’m just in love when you wake me up.

Kuroo X Kenma's sister supremacy

Idek if Kenma has a sister lol but I look at Kuroo and get massive best friend's brother feels

#when im done with exams you bet i'll be expanding on this #miya atsumu #miya osamu #suna rintarou #sakusa kiyoomi #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #bokuto #ushijima #kuroo #atsumu #osamu #hazel.writes #you can clearly see that my favs are the miya twins lol

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imaginativeamateur · 3 years

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|Headcanons| Marriage ft. Genma Shiranui

Requested by: @anonymous: Marriage headcanon with Genma

Pairing: Genma Shiranui x fem!Reader

Note: I didn’t know where to start (and to stop, honestly). The more I write for this man, the more I’m drowned:)) Okay, thank you for requesting, anon, and hope you’ll like it!

On the day of your wedding, you invited both your fellow Shinobi and civilian friends to join in celebrating your big day

Ino would gladly be in charge of the flowers and decorations with the help from her girl squad

the bridesmaids would be Shizune, Anko, and Kurenai

on the other hand, groomsmen included Iruka, Raido, and Ebisu

the Sixth Hokage, Kakashi, would be your “officiant”, and Gai would definitely steal the MC’s position before anyone did

the moment Genma slipped the ring onto your finger, your eyes became watery as you tried your best to suppress the overflowing tears

he just smiled sweetly and placed a gentle kiss on your tear-stained cheek after you both vowed to stick together through all the thick and thin, to love and to respect one another with all your hearts

that night, you laid in your shared bed with your head pressed against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and fell asleep with ease

it was the best day of your life

one month into your marriage, Genma grew accustomed to holding your body close to his every morning he woke up

he would be grumpy if you left the bed before he was awake

house chores would be divided equally because you also had your job to attend to and so did he

you would be in charge of cooking and washing the dishes and he would take care of tidying the whole place

however, when you were sick

he would quietly slip out of bed and tiptoed to the kitchen to make breakfast, claiming that you needed more sleep

the man literally brought a bowl of porridge to your bedroom, and carefully blew every single spoon before feeding you

he tried to make the experience more enjoyable because he knew you didn’t like porridge that much, frequently cooing that you would get well when you’re done eating while tucking a strand of stray hair behind your ear

one year into your marriage, Genma decided to celebrate your anniversary by taking you to Suna for one whole week

your days there were burden-free when every day you woke up to the soft kisses he was peppering onto your forehead and fell asleep every night with him rubbing circles on your back

you both secluded yourselves from all of your responsibilities and were immersed in each other’s love and care

two years into your marriage, both of you would be pulled out of bed when a loud cry erupted from your months-old baby

when you were pregnant with your first child, Genma was in shock

he completely lost his decorum, pacing back and forth, flipping every maternal magazine he could find in the bookstores, and asking all of his friends what to name your baby (even when the kid was a pea-sized without a defined gender)

he would frequently talk to your tummy, proudly introducing himself several times a day to make sure that his child heard him clear

soon after you were pregnant, Genma started calling you “Mama” and himself “Papa”

this man was someone who would read bedtime stories to your baby bump every single night

four years into your marriage, your child was a toddler by now, and your husband took on a brand new role, a full-time Shinobi, a part-time personal trainer and househusband

he would go on his normal job, come home and train with your child, clean the house, tuck your child to bed, and finally hug you tight in his chest

Genma would randomly whisper “Thank you” into your ears, peck your lips, and stroke your hair

he would always spread his arms wide for you to join him with some soft cuddles and sweet purrs

being in a marriage with him may not be the most romantic but he would give you a real sense of family.

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Taglist: @dai-tsukki-desu @thenightfallingstar

#genma x y/n #genma x reader #genma shiranui x reader #genma x you #genma headcanons #genma shiranui x you #naruto #headcanon

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