#uncle!hq

[emmyrosee]

@meloomi @icedhoneyy I’m so sorry, the brainrot was too much-

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As far as Osamu knew, he was running away from something.

It wasn’t anything scary, but he and Kita-San were making an absolute mad dash for what seemed like the gate- though he couldn’t tell you where they were- but were suddenly stopped by an ice cream man, which Kita-San seemed to think was vital for their escape.

However, the ice cream man started to cry when Osamu tried to keep running away, and he wouldn’t let the pair pass, so Osamu-

“Uncle ‘Mu!” A tiny voice whines, prompted by a small smack on his cheek, making Osamu jerk awake from his rather bizarre dream in surprise. His grey eyes fly open and he forces them to focus on the figure next to him on the bed, blinking and sighing in relief when his brain registers it’s only his niece disturbing his sleep.

At any other hour, he would’ve been thrilled to see his niece, but at 1:42 in the morning…

“Hisako,” he yawns rubbing his eye with the heel of his palm. “Why’re you up?”

“Nightmare,” she whimpers, voice warbled slightly from suckling on her stuffed dog’s ear. “S-scared…”

Immediately, he rises on his elbows to look at her wide, glimmering eyes. “Oh, sweetheart,” he hums, voice rasped with sleep. “I’m sorry you had a scary dream.” His legs swing out from the bed and he grabs a discarded shirt from the floor. After he slips it on, he opens up his arm for her to crawl into and snuggle, which she does needily. “What’s gonna help put that smile back on your face, hm?” He prompts his question with a soft pinch of her cheek, and she giggles and ducks her face away.

“Uhm…” wide honey eyes roll in thought. “Can I have s’me chocolate milk?” She asks, spitting out the dog ear to give Osamu the biggest, sweetest begging eyes he’s ever seen.

He lets out a deep sigh and a chuckle, “you are definitely my niece,” he says, laughing softly. “Alright, yeah. Let’s go have some chocolate milk.” He rises from the bed and scoops Hisako up and into his arms, drowsily walking through his home to the kitchen.

He plops her down on the counter with a soft hum and a kiss to her head, only parting to grab two glasses- one mug with his college mascot on it, hers a plastic cup with an ocean scene on it- and shuffle to the fridge.

“Uncle ‘Samu?” Hisako asks, voice muffled around the dog’s ear.

“Yeah baby?”

“What do growed-ups dream about?” She asks, honey eyes blinking up at him curiously. Osamu hums in thought as he pours the milk and grabs the chocolate syrup, pouring more than a hefty amount in each cup like she and him like.

“Well,” he sighs, grabbing a spoon and stirring the chocolate vigorously. “We dream about… lots of things.”

“Like?”

Osamu snorts, “like,” he passes her the milky spoon for her to lick clean. “I dream about your dad a lot; sometimes it’s normal things, like him coming by and asking for a huge bowl of miso soup-“ at his emphasis, Hisako giggles around the spoon, and he smiles at the sound. “Other times, he’s a super secret spy with a pen that shoots lasers, and he rides a motorcycle with Uncle Bokuto’s face on it.” This, thankfully, has Hisako cackling, and he chuckles himself as he passes the milk to her tiny hands, murmuring a soft “two hands” to remind her how to hold her cup steady. “Even tonight, I had a dream with Uncle Shin, and he… well, I don’t really know what we were doing to be honest.”

She takes a sip and looks up at Osamu with excited eyes and a milk mustache, “does that mean no more nightmares?”

“Well,” he sighs, taking a sip of his chocolate milk. “Not necessarily, babyface.” She deflates, and Osamu kicks himself. “They certainly don’t happen as much, but when grown ups have nightmares…” he pauses to think, and when he looks down at her still intrigued face, he smiles and wipes her lip with his thumb.

“We’re able to think of the things that make us feel better.”

“Like what?”

“Like…” he rolls his eyes around in thought. “Like you make me feel better. And I’d fight every monster in the world if it meant I could see my bestest friend.” Hisako nods as she takes a long sip of her milk, hanging onto his words. “Or… the doggie I passed on the street-“

“I like doggies!”

“-I know stinky,” he chuckles. “And I think about how soft its fur was.” He polishes off the rest of his milk with a sigh of refreshment. “Maybe that’s something you could do; think about all the things that make you happy. Then no monster stands a chance against the good dreams you’ll have.”

She beams up at him before discarding her glass of milk to the side, reaching her arms up to have him lift her. “I take it you’re done?” Osamu asks, to which she nods happily. “Alright then. Let’s get you back into bed. Gotta get some sleep if you’re gonna help me at Onigiri Miya tomorrow yeah?”

“Yeah!” She says excitedly, popping the dog’s ear back into her mouth and resting her head in the crook of Osamu’s neck. “I like your chocolate milk more than when daddy makes it, Uncle ‘Samu,” she mumbles, and Osamu can hear the bliss in her voice as he carries her to his bedroom to hopefully ward off any more nightmares that dare want to plague her mind.

He snorts, “‘cause I make it right.”

He puts her body on one side of the bed before climbing into his side, and when he’s finally able to settle back in, he smiles as Hisako is nearly back to sleep, her doggies ear in her mouth and fingers gripping the corner of Osamu’s pillow for comfort.

“Good night, Hisako,” he says softly, turning back on his stomach and nuzzling into his pillow, careful to avoid her tiny fingers.

“Night uncie,” she mumbles, voice light with sleep and head nuzzling into her own pillow on her side of the bed.

Lovingly, he moves a lock of hair out of her face, watching her lips rise and fall with the sleepy breaths falling from them, and despite knowing he’s going to be a wreck getting up in the morning, he can’t be mad about the memories he’s making with his favorite person.

A good night indeed.

#don’t look at me #not a word #uncle Samu and I are married and I need you all to respect that- #osamu miya #osamu miya fluff #osamu miya imagine #osamu miya haikyuu #miya osamu haikyuu #miya osamu #miya osamu fluff #miya osamu imagine #uncle!osamu #haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagine #uncle!au #uncle!haikyuu au #uncle!hq

[spiderverseconceptart]

hello oh my god i despertatley need ur help finding a specific piece of of concept art from the last few scenes of the movie, they are developmental pieces or final inking art of wiles' like workshop PLEASE please I'm beginning you, its completely black and white ink stuff help ..

Earth-42 linework and mark making guide for Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse by Patrick O'keefe and Sony Imageworks VFX (artists not listed)

I only included the line art pieces from the linked thread but the actual post goes into much more detail about how Earth-42's effects were made, including more art pieces and comic artists that inspired the style! As usual, I highly recommend taking a look

#spider hq mailbox #spiderverse #spider verse #across the spiderverse #atsv #spider man: across the spiderverse #environment art #i guess! #earth 42 #wiles morales #uncle aaron #patrick o'keefe #one of the many times having the art book is helpful haha

[beangfrisky]

uncle!osamu meets you for the first time at an ice cream shop on his weekly date with his niece. you’re in line together and his niece kept whispering about how you look like a princess. he encourages her to tell you herself.

uncle!osamu grins when his niece gets up the nerve to talk to you. you smile and crouch down to thank her for the compliment. you did look like a princess in that dress. he can’t help but add in his own compliment.

uncle!osamu invites you to sit at their table since you’re all alone. you agree and he makes sure to pay for your ice cream too. his niece keeps giggling and looking back and forth between the two of you before loudly whispering ‘i think you should take her on a date, she’s pretty.’

uncle!osamu cringes a little but quickly recovers when he sees your wide smile. he tells his niece to get back to her ice cream with a hand physically turning her head. she giggles even more. osamu makes sure to ask for your number when she’s distracted a few minutes later though

atsumu sakusa kuroo iwaizumi

oikawa

#uncle osamu ?!?!!? #this man is so confident in his ability to get women #osamu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x reader #hq osamu #osamu headcanons #haikyu fluff

[heich0e]

sugawara who does NOT want kids but boy does he loves cumming inside you

#his students are his kids and he is the BEST uncle to his brother's kids/his friends kids #but the dual income no kids dream with sugawara calls to me like a siren song #hq hcs

[anonymouspuzzler]

had a craving to draw my callie o'pia au design again so I Did That! it's nice having a proper cleaned-up ref now

[Image ID/description: A color drawing of an alternate universe version of Loboto from Psychonauts. He is wearing a Psychonauts janitorial uniform, a dark green turtleneck combined with a lilac jumpsuit with the sleeves rolled up. He is wearing a long, light yellow wrap skirt over the uniform, with the Psychonauts swirl design messily stitched on, several haphazard patches in mismatched fabric (including one with his canon shower cap pattern, one red with a bumblebee pattern, one blue with pink dots, and one with an orange fish and water pattern), and magenta tassels along the bottom hem. He is also wearing several accessories, including bright rock/bead necklaces and bracelets similar to Cassie O'Pia, a yellow-and-purple flower in his hair, two fanny packs, dark teal socks with simple brownish sandals, and a single long bead earring in his right ear. He still has both natural arms, long shaggy hair reaching almost to his shoulders, and still wears glasses with green-and-red lenses like his younger self. End ID.]

#anonymous puzzler art #caligosto loboto #psychonauts #psychonauts 2 #light spoilers for psychonauts 2 and rhombus of ruin in tags especially #i've wanted to do memory vaults for this au (like i did for uncle cally au) for like a year. maybe after finals.... #also for the many of you who are new the fast facts on this au (NOTE SPOILERS START HERE) #psychic 7 rescued cal just before he was lobotomized and cassie ended up raising him. he works for the psychonauts but still does Crimes #(just with different motives this time) #also he and morry have the most nightmarish off-and-on relationship and it is driving the rest of the hq absolutely nuts #please stop having uncomfortably public fights when you break up and/or making out in the broom closet when you're together.

[iwaoiness]

Hajime is home

Iwaizumi's lying on the three-seater sofa, legs up and Takeru's little body on the soles of his feets, laughing and holding tightly to Iwaizumi's safe hands as he swings his little legs and shouts with laughter "I'm an aeroplane, uncle Iwa! I'm flying high and high!"

And Tooru, on the floor, leaning against the one-seater sofa, his legs tucked in and his head resting on his arms crossed over his knees, smiles lovingly. His ears are delighted by the mixture of his nephew's laughter and Hajime's laughter.

He loves how Iwa-chan has always been part of his family, how they have grown up sharing two fathers, two mothers and an older sister. He loves how, in fact, Iwa-chan is family, how he relates his name to that, to home, to warmth, to protection.

To salvation.

#iwaoi #oikawa tooru #haikyuu!! #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa x iwaizumi #bl boys #haikyuu #hajime iwaizumi #oikawa tooru fluff #soft and fluffy #takeru #uncle iwaizumi #iwa-chan is takeru's fav uncle #hq fluff #oikawa is so in love #my hc fav is the interaction between takeru and iwa i swear #short story

[osamusbigtits]

"uncle omi?" kanako asks.

sakusa looks over at her with that unreadable look he always has. when she was younger, it would make her skin crawl. kanako honestly thought he hated her. but atsumu insisted that that is sakusa's nice face.

she swallows. "how did you know you liked... boys?"

sakusa's brows furrow.

kanako looks away. "nevermind. it's a silly question," she mutters and looks back at the homework she should be completing. atsumu needs to hurry back with food before she says something even more stupid.

she's staying at her uncles' apartment while her dad checks out a new location in tokyo for the restaurant. she insisted she would be fine alone. but her dad wanted her to stay with her uncles.

you'd think now that she's 15, her dad would trust her.

"if you're questioning things," sakusa says and kanako cringes. "it's okay. I've found that asking other peoples experiences rarely helps."

kanako deflates. looks like she's having this conversation with probably the worst person to have this conversation with.

"there's just... a girl," kanako mumbles. "she's my friend but... I feel... different toward her."

"have you thought about kissing her?"

kanako squeaks. "what is wrong with you!" her face flushes as she turns to glare at sakusa.

he gives a gentle smile. "when I started to question my sexuality and saw a boy I thought was pretty. I asked myself if I wanted to kiss him." sakusa frowns. "don't tell atsumu that."

"ew. okay. I'm done with this conversation." kanako grabs her phone and stalks off to the spare bedroom she's borrowing.

kanako frowns to herself. does she want to kiss minaru?

her lockscreen teases her. a picture of her and her best friend, faces smooshed together as they both smile.

"oh no," she whines and tosses her phone to the side. then she grabs her phone and texts atsumu to get extra dessert. kanako needs the distraction.

#shes chunky just like her dad and her uncle #hq #bex thoughts #single dad osamu

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗈𝖻𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌!𝖺𝗎 𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝖼𝗎𝗓 𝖻𝗈𝖻 𝗂𝗆𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗎𝗌𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗄𝗂𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗄𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗈, 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗎𝗇 𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾. }

“hello my youngest what can I do for you this pleasant morning?” you kept your eyes on your phone knowing the footsteps of your three children by heart, your husband grumbles turning over pulling the sheet up over his head.

the slapping of your six year old’s feet against the tile floor as she ran to jump into your lap, being the only thing you hear before it happens. you laugh with your daughter as your phone falls on the bed.

“haytari! you see your daddy tryna sleep.” she laughs teasingly. “i think he should wake up, no amount of sleep would fix that mug.” you burst out laughter as your husband shoots up. “i only look like this caus’a you brats.”

your middle child, eight year old mylo announces his presence, walking into your now wide open bedroom sitting at the edge of your huge bed. “if that’s what you need to tell yourself dad i support you!” kyotani growls out a “lo…” as his son pokes at his feet under the covers.

your eldest, ten year old kyara walks in skittishly, sitting at your feet. “what are we talking about in here guys?” your youngest speaks up. “dad’s ugly face.” you exclaim a ‘heihei!’ stifling your giggles as you husbands eyebrows twitch, a chastising “brat…” leaving his lips.

“it’s okay dad i still think you’re pretty.” kentaro sighs, fingers massaging his forehead, already tired from the day as he responds to kyara. “thanks key.” she smiles as if she’d accomplished something. “you’re welcome dad.” you laugh at the whole interaction, fixing hei’s bonnet.

“alright kids stop messing with your father, now what do y’all want?” hei wraps her arms around your neck, kissing your cheek as she creepily strokes your bonnet. “nothing but your love mother.” you hum unconvinced as you looked into her gleaming eyes then behind her to your other children, finding them staring back.

“yea right! what really you little gremlins?” mylo shouts no longer able to hide his excitement. “when’s our uncle coming mom!?” kentaro scoffs as you answer looking at your phone. “y’all are lucky I was just on the phone with him. he’ll be here in four hours— five if he doesn’t like his outfit probably, just enough time for y’all to get ready. I gotta do y’all hair, so go shower and brush your teeth; you all have dragon breath.”

they all jump out of your bed, rushing to their rooms. “finally damn disrespectful brats.” your husband says leaning over to kiss you. you stop him with a finger to his lips, his eyebrows furrowing as he ‘hmmps’ questioningly. “that goes for you too ken. you can kiss me all you want after.” he nods pulling away from your finger, jumping out the bed to the bathroom.

your family is sat in the living room after eating a full breakfast, watching a movie as you sit on the couch to do the kids hair, setting a pillow down on the floor, starting with mylo who’s the most willing because he likes getting his hair played with by you.

“why don’t one of you girls go to daddy to get this done quicker?” you ask parting your sons hair. your oldest fidgets, keeping her eyes on the movie. “umm no thanks mom.” you were about ask why before your youngest spoke up, her little figure lying on the couch in a relaxed manner.

“no offense mom but dad doesn’t know what he’s doing and he’s had ten years to practice. remember when he tried to do kyara’s hair last week? she looked like no one loved her, no offense kiki.” kyara glanced at her little sister before looking back at the large tv, replying. “oh um none taken i guess.”

your jaw dropped as mylo raised his hand. “i want a no offense too!” your little one complies. “no offense lo.” “none taken!” he grins making you smile at the little interaction before looking at your husband with a teasing look. he shook his head at whatever idea was going through yours, a stressed look on his face.

“heihei, why didn’t you say no offense to your dad?” the brown haired girl declares with assertion, looking to you then her father. “because i wanted him to be offended mommy.” you cackle, slapping your hand against your knee, panting to catch your breath as your husband slinks into the couch, throwing his head back. “i am sick of all of you. none of you are good people.”

after finishing their hair in different styles of braids, the doorbell rings and your husband goes to answer it. he snarls when toru pushes past him to the living room, closing the door and standing by it as he watches you all run up to toru, hugging him screaming his name.

“y/n!! my pups!!” he screams back, your husband scoffs and you roll your eyes, knowing he was going to try to bully the lanky, well dressed male. “when are you getting your own family? an’ where you taking my kids?” toru does the gesture of waving him off, a dashing smile on his face.

“why have a family when i can rent one? it’s more fun being the rich uncle anyways; i’m taking the pups shopping then to the amusement park, they should be good and tired when I bring ‘em back.” you smile thanking toru for the next few hours of quiet that he’s bringing you, he says no problem kissing your cheek as he rushes the kids out of your house, dodging the powerful smack kentaro was finna land on him.

you’re now in your bed lounging with your husband who tsks. “still don’t like that oikawa is their uncle.” you giggle raking your hand up and down his chest. “well maybe you shouldn’t have fallen for and gotten married to his best friend.“ he grumbles as you kiss at his jaw to distract him adding “at least iwa is their uncle too.”

he ‘hmmps’ leaning into your affection “that’s the only upside.” it makes you giggle, your upper half laying on his. “now tell me why you wanted those brats again?” you laugh, hitting him on the chest. “i’m not the one with the breeding kink ken~ or did you forget?” he smirks, flipping you over so he’s on top. “you’re right i did, why don’t you help me remember.” you squeal laughing as he covers you both with the blanket.

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

#city.writes #black writers #i love bob’s burgers sm like it’s def in my top ten #i might make this a little thing i love it so much #oikawa is the fun uncle and he’s rich not that you and kyotani ain’t but if your kids ask jus know it’s up🤧 #specially if they ask kawa for something that their dad said no to he’d buy that thing in bulk to piss off kyotani #kawa jus getting him back for all the bullying poor bby🤭 #black reader #black fem reader #x black reader #x black fem reader #black yn #kyotani x black!reader #kyotani x black fem!reader #hq kyoutani #hq kentaro #kyoutani kentarou #bb au!kyotani

[blueparadis]

rewatching hq is very liberating.

I smile like a lovesick fool every time I watch this scene tho

#ignore tags i'm just hq-ing rt now #paradistalks #my uncle told me that i look happy ( generally i sulk. its exm season. don't look at me that way. ) #i've watched it so many times but still its the best sports anime #i've watched in sub #so time to watch in dub #upto s3 tho. s4 has sakusa so i won't be able to hold myself back till my exms if i watch s4 now #the sakusa crumbs already made me write an impromptu 1k+ drabble #that shot is from OVA #i alreday want to write floofiest fluff on them <3 #WHY SNAP IN GOOD QUALITY WHEN MY LIFE IS ALREADY UPSIDE DOWN

[akaashism]

i feel like we don't talk about tobio being an uncle enough. like, you're wrong if you think miwa's baby wouldn't become his whole world the moment he holds it in his arms.

tobio being the kid's favourite too—because that's the cool, famous person in their family and they get to brag about their uncle being on tv in front of all their friends. when he's free, tobio is always on babysitting duty, but he enjoys it because he gets to tell his niece/nephew all about volleyball and get them interested in it (he's successful). he's a mentor to the kid, like kazuyo was to him :')

speaking of, miwa's kid always insists on going to watch tobio play live and sometimes they do. the kid is always wearing a "kageyama 20" jersey and holding a fan sign. tobio is always so happy to see them cheering for him because that's his family and he loves them! they go out for dinner afterwards and tobio buys the kid whatever they want. miwa says tobio is spoiling the little brat too much, but tobio counters it and says that's his job, while ruffling the kid's hair, who gives him the widest, happiest grin. miwa's child would soften him up as a person so much over the years and it's noticeable to everyone around him ❤️

it's not just tobio who spoils the kid, but all of tobio's teammates too, who are completely wrapped around his niece/nephew's finger.

tobio never knew he needed this kid in his life, but now he finds that he can't live without them 😭🫶🏼

#tobio is so so loved and miwa's kid is so so loved and it's a cycle of the purest love #also i think tobio is the type of cool uncle that the kid can talk to about their crushes and ask for advice when they're a bit older #tobio either gives terrible advice or asks hinata to give it #obviously kagehina are together in this scenario because it's me #anyway tobio got teary eyed when he first held the baby in his arms and vowed to protect it forever and always be there #I HAVE SO MANY FEELING ABOUT THIS #kageyama tobio #kageyama miwa #haikyuu!! #sim talks hq

[ermespop]

Rintaro as your Dad

character(s): Suna Rintaro, mentions of atsumu, osamu and komori

warning(s): uuhh none

author's note: this one's real old it's been in drafts for a year or so 😭💀 and it's short cs my brain dried

HAAAaaaaaah

ppl really liked the daichi one so 🤷‍♀️

this'll gimme so much life ahahaha

Hah so let's set priorities straight

This man would think you're the most amazing thing on the universe

You. Are. The Most. Beautiful. Creation. periodt

And that means he'd either just make you wear whatever(cause you're dAt pretty) OR go the extra mile n get you the most beautiful most amazing most fabulous most stylish clothes you'd ever see on earth

*GASPS* wait lemme catch ma breath that's a long paragraph... K

i've barely written any 💀

k so he posts you a lot you're his treasure

AGh ppl in the street like his fans or wtv will totally take pics when his out with you (kinda creepy ngl)

He'll probably stand behind you like "[reader] pose ✌😗"

OMG UNCLE MIYANS MUAHAHAHAHAHA

rintaro would def try n make you spend more time with samu cause "i don't want my baby to go bad"

AKDJSKSJALDJS PLS

ultimately fails atsumu n you are besties

😎🤙

Actually he doesn't know but when you spend time alone with uncle tsumu he's pretty tame really

Like y'all just have fun in a very quiet manner

Oh komori is upset (almost) always cause whenever you see him you just go "hey bug brows" but all's good as long as you keep fangirling over girlgroups w him

this may not be you but i love all kinda sauces so i can't stop thinking about samu teaching reader how to make like a 100 different kinda sauces to go with any n all foods they might like hehe

you and the miyas are a real menace

your resting face is a poker face so when you and your papa are chlling in public people either think is really really cute or... a bit offputting

you love giving people hugs and everyone whose recieved your hugs loves them too <3

author's note(2): fr y'all request sum my brain got no juice no more 😞

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#haikyuu headcanons #hq headcanons #haikyuu hcs #suna rintarō #suna headcanons #suna fluff #haikyuu fluff #dad!suna #haikyuu dads #child!reader #haikyuu platonic #uncle!miyas #ermes;writes #ermes;points

[carrionkid]

Btw keep an eye out for donation links for people affected by the wildfires up in Canada bc one just jumped lake Okanagan and a bunch of my family's been evacuated and I'm certain there's gonna be a lot more people in need in the coming days.

#from hq #fire tw #my mom's safe at the moment but an aunt and uncle had to evacuate and an uncle in law lost his house

[icedhoneyy]

Listen. LISTEN-

Osamu naming Hisako is the cutest thing I’ve ever heard and you aRE SO RIGHT!!!

He called that she was gonna be a girl, he knew she’d be wrapped around his finger, so when Atsumu and you finally were looking at names, Osamu probably pops his head over the back of the couch, mid-chew and lets his eyes glaze over the back. “See any you like?” You ask, and Atsumu jumps because he didn’t know Samu was behind him HA- and osamu smiles and is like, “I’m loving Hisako.”

“I prefer Atsumu Junior,” the blond pouts.

“Hisako,” you hun dreamily. “I love it, Samu… Miya Hisako.”

“Wait what about Atsumu Junior-“

UGH ISA YOUR BEAUTIFUL BRAIN MWAH MWAH🥺💍💍💍

ATSUMU JUNIOR 💀 emmy i'm scREAMING LMAO ISHKWJS

can i just say how I LOVE that Samu knew from the begging that he was about to have his bestest friend?! how he just FELT the power duo that was about to be formed!?!??! also do u think tsumu gets unreasonably jealous that the most beloved miya duo now is not atsumu and osamu anymore? instead its miya hisako and miya osamu.

also also, i can see when all 4 miyas come back to the twins hometown in hyogo to family events and what not, everyone stays in their childhood home. and in the weekend mornings, Osamu strolls around the farmer's market with little Hisako, the same way his toddler self would do it with Mama Miya back in the days (tsumu rarely woke up early enough to make it, and even if he did he was a grumpy baby in the mornings. it was everyone's best interest to let him sleep in lol)

ohH EMMY I'MM HAVING MORE THOUGHTS and i'm gonna pop in your inbox RN AISGAKSB buckle up cause i'm sending more incoherent screaming your way !! 🗣🗣🗣

#also i'm so sorry i got tor his so lateeee #i was a bit busy yesterday and ausgjwbs yeah #BUT GOD DO I LOVE THIS THAT WE'RE HAVING RN #🌼✉.beehive mail #🌼.from the hive: [ emmyrosee ] #🍯💛. bee's knees: [ emmy♡ ] #do i make a tag for our little uncle!hq rambles?!?!

[yakourinka]

it was me. I delayed dorothy.

#it was me...!! #I snuck into yostar hq at night and deleted dorothy eng files #I wanted to go all out on uncle and (if I have any left) spend every other cancer rock I can gather on rat #arknights

[iwaoiness]

Crushed bangs

Takeru's leaning out the window of Tooru's room, balancing lightly on his knees propped up on the blue-colored pouf that matches the curtains. He has both arms crossed over the window frame, one of his hands holding the carton of apple and grape juice that he continues to sip lazily. His curious eyes watch somewhat interest at the black specks flying over the orange sky that covers all of Miyagi on that warm Saturday of July, gliding in front of elongated clouds that look like jagged strokes of paint.

The chirping of those same birds can be heard, as well as the sound of quiet traffic a few meters from the Oikawa residence, the barking of a stray dog, the rash rash of Minamoto-san's broom who always sweeps the entrance to her store at this hour before closing.

The kid is about to get up, go back inside the room and steal some of the knick-knacks that Tooru hides inside an old volleyball when the familiar sound of a motorbike makes him stand up immediately. His eyes drop down to the road in time to catch a Yamaha YZF stopping in front of the Iwaizumi house, ahead of the Oikawa residence itself.

When he recognizes Hajime's figure on the motorbike (and deliberately ignores the second figure) Takeru's eyes sparkle like stars and his smile spreads from ear to ear.

"It's Hajime-san!" He exclaims to himself, almost vibrating in place.

The motorbike’s engine shuts off and Takeru takes a deep breath to shout out the name of his favorite uncle, as the second figure gets off the vehicle and Hajime's full attention turns to him.

The little kiddo blinks, more curious now, crouches down almost out of inertia, sinking a little between his shoulders and holding the frame this time with his little hands after setting his juice aside. Tooru's voice reverberates down the road (all, to no one's surprise, are complaints about how useless the helmets are and what an assault on the integrity of his hair they are and that he's sick of his bangs losing volume). Takeru rolls his eyes (and tries to deny that the drama really runs through his veins as well), but looks up again when Hajime's low chuckle slips in between his complaints.

Iwaizumi's still on his motorbike, his solid legs planted on either side of the vehicle and his thick arms resting on the handlebars. The helmet rests in front of him, just above the gas tank. And his head is tilted, watching Oikawa. Even from a distance, Takeru can see the tender smile plastered on his lips despite the fact that he's teasing his uncle ("but isn't this the natural state of your bangs?") and how his gaze's filled with something Takeru's also seen in his dad's eyes toward his mom and grandma's towards grandpa.

There is more teasing and more laughter and indignant squawks from his uncle. Also light touches like one hand slapping the other, a gentle nudge on a shoulder, a kick on a shin. And also fingers that intertwine and caress and join and untwines.

It's not the first time (in fact, he lost count months ago) that Takeru has seen his uncles being affectionate because ever since they started dating a year ago (and seven months, Takeru-chin!, he's reminded by his uncle's silly voice), Tooru has become much more clingy (if that was even possible) with Iwa-chan and never misses a chance to cling to him in a thousand different ways.

This time, however, it's all sort of more intimate and nothing to do with Oikawa teasingly biting Iwaizumi's nose before he smacks his head and scolds him. The teasing dies down and is now soft whispers and shy giggles. Takeru really feels like he is interrupting and invading their privacy and is about to leave; but his uncle leans over to Hajime and kisses him.

The boy stifles a scream and quickly lowers his head, resting his forehead on his palms as he feels his cheeks heat up.

He gives himself a few seconds to calm down and, praying that they don't prolong their kiss like in the PG movies, slowly raises his eyes, peering over the window frame as if he were a kitten.

Fortunately, they have stopped kissing and Oikawa is crossing now the street to the house. Takeru blinks towards Iwaizumi, now standing next to the motorbike, slowly stowing his helmet in the saddle, eyes solely on Tooru, the same crooked smile on his lips.

"Hey, Tooru!" Hajime speaks loudly from the other sidewalk and Takeru sees his uncle turn around. "Remember that I love you even with your bangs crushed!"

And Oikawa laughs, bright and happy, and his voice sounds giggly, natural and totally in love.

"I know, Hajime-chan! I love you even when your feets smell!"

Iwaizumi's laughter reverberates as well and there is an affectionate fuck you between guffaws.

Tooru resumes walking, almost trotting with his helmet in his hands. Takeru hears the front door opening, a loud "Tadaima!" and the closing of the door. But he continues to look with some curiosity at Hajime, who after making sure that Oikawa really does enter the house, finally moves, dragging his motorbike towards the garage of his home.

"Takeru!" The boy jumps in place and quickly turns his head back, meeting his uncle down the doorway, his helmet now under his arm, one hand on his hip and his eyes narrowed down his furrowed brow. "How many times have I told you not to come into my room when I'm not around? And what are you doing leaning out the window, you might fall out!"

Takeru watches him carefully as he continues to scold him, approaching his bookshelf and standing on tiptoe to stow the helmet on the top shelf.

"And even if it's the second floor, you know there's mom's geraniums and lavender just below and she'll not only kill you if you survive the fall but me too!"

The little boy finally settles into the pouff, sinking into the seat.

"Uncle Tooru"

"What?"

"Does Hajime-san really love you even with crushed bangs?"

And that causes Oikawa to trip over his own feet as he approaches his wardrobe, barely managing to keep his balance (and pride) before turning to his nephew, eyes wide and cheeks fully aflame.

"W-What?! D-Did y-?! W-Were you listening?!"

Takeru shrugs, grinning.

"You guys are loud."

Oikawa looks at him for a few more seconds with his mouth wide open and Takeru widens his smile, crossing his arms. Tooru tries to say something but he ends up taking a deep breath and:

"M-Mom! Takeru is bothering me again!"

"That's a lie, oba-chan! I'm doing nothing!"

...

inspired by this tweet in spanish pa mi gente hispana

u can find me on my ao3

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[fvtakuchi]

Takeru: why should i trust you?

Oikawa: because i'm an adult.

Takeru: so is every murderer ever

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