movingandnolongeractivehere

[movingandnolongeractivehere]

HELLO EVERYONE!!! this account means a lot to me but i’ve decided to start over and move blogs. i’m sorry for the inconvenience and for the requests i wasn’t able to do, however i will be restarting and moving to a different blog but i will retain this blog because of the works i left here.

love, siliks

[movingandnolongeractivehere]

holy shit my account died, i’m so sorry for mysteriously going away everyone. school has just been shit but now i’m back so i’m tending to everyone’s request. there’s quite a handful but i’m glad i can at least get back to writing uwuwuw

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Your texts have been the best thing I've stumbled across all day and have done wonders to give me some comfort amidst difficulties!

hey!!! i hope you’re well!!! thank you so much, you’re too kind ♡♡ stay safe,,,

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hello!! i'm the anon who asked for the tsumu request 💓 i just wanted to say thank you for filling it + i loved reading it aaa <3 also pls don't feel bad about taking your time since you didn't even have to do the request in the first place 🥺 again thank you so much!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

ahhh dont worry!!! you’re so nice!!! ヽ(＾Д＾)ﾉ thank youu ♡♡♡

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hello! if it's allowed, could i request something with atsumu and a combination of the prompts enemies to lovers + blind dates? if not, just blind dates is fine! thank you <3

“lets do this some time again”, miya atsumu

you and atsumu always disagreed with basically everything. ever since you were paired for a chemistry project, you had been slicing down each others throat to no end. while you got along very well the other miya, atsumu’s air just made something inside you boil, and you could never put a word to describe this unknown feeling you had towards the man.

and he seemed to reciprocate the equal amount of despise as you did. the way he would roll his eyes at your remarks or the way he would always mock your words was enough to tell you that he felt the same way you did, but maybe even more intense. it was safe to assume he did hate you.

“oh shut the fuck up” you grumbled at him, burying your head in your shared sheet, being partnered in another project again.

atsumu turned to you, the smile he flashed towards the girl that approached him earlier, probably complementing and boosting his ego, faltered. “i didn’t even say anything?” he shot, confused.

“well instead of flirting why don’t you help me with the last problem and this would be all over.”

atsumu’s mouth stiffened. “no can do, i have a little blind date to attend to so i’ll see you... never” he huffed, swinging his back over his shoulder. “and that’s not due till monday, i don’t see why you’re in a hurry.”

you gritted your teeth in desperation, holding yourself back from dragging his head and leaning again. he was right, it wasn’t due till monday so you had time to do it, but you just wanted it to be over so you didn’t have to put up with him anymore.

“so a date is more important than this?” you deadpanned.

“yes. you and your single ass can’t relate.” he muttered smugly, already standing up and folding his arms in your direction.

you rolled you eyes at his confidence. “sucks to be the girl you’re about to see then.” you huffed, already packing your things as well. “and you aren’t the only one with a date, dumb fuck. think again” you spat, turning away from him and exiting.

one of your gal friends had set you up with someone they deemed to be a crazy hottie, the same as your age. you weren’t really planning on showing up but since you had nothing else to do, you might as well. plus, you wanted atsumu to eat his fucking words of calling you single, maybe at the end of tonight, you might be able to catch a potential boyfriend.

you trekked your way home and put on one of the most decent look you could muster, heading out with a quick call of goodbye from your mother. luckily the meeting place for your “blind date” wasn’t too far to walk from. the park was relatively empty as you waited on the nearby bench for the said hottie.

blonde hair, undercut, tall, a little over 6 feet and wearing gray shirt. your friend vaguely described.

“dear gods, please tell me ya aren’t my date today...”

a familiar voice called and you flinched to turn to look at atsumu who was just standing still, holding his phone up as he glanced back to you and to his mobile again.

frankly you were as surprised as he was, you couldn’t quite get what he was on about until you had come to the dawn of realization as well. the description of your friend sickeningly fitted the miya in front of you that it made your head growl at the thought.

“oh well, time to head home, i guess...” he shrugged turning to walk away before you called over him. you gaped in disbelief at this.

“at least stick up to the date and take me out to eat or something!” you shouted.

confused, his brows furrowed as he looked back to you, hands stuffed in his pocket as if he was agitated. “what?”

“i told my mom that i wasn’t going to eat dinner at home... she probably won’t cook anything for me so at least man up for this... whatever date... and take me to a fucking mcdonalds, nasty ass...” he gave you a frown at the thought. “uh... okay???...” he muttered unsure.

“but just so you know, i’m only doing this so you have no shit to say on me in school.” he spat after.

you have your hand in dismissal to his regards. “whatever you say, miya.”

true to his words, and much to your surprise, atsumu did take to the mcdonald you so desired. however, you slightly frowned when he came back to your table only carrying one tray that was had a meal fit for one person.

atsumu placed it in front of you, one of his eyebrows raised as he offered it to you.

“you’re not eating?” you asked, hesitantly grabbing the burger.

“i’m not hungry.” he answered, taking the seat in front of you and looking you dead in the eye.

“are you saying that because you just don’t want to eat with me?” you asked. he gave you a knowing look. “i’m genuinely not hungry.”

“well, i don’t fucking believe you so you’re not gonna get out here unless you eat some fries.” you spat, pushing the tray over him as he looked at you in slight surprise. “you know if i didn’t know better, i’d say you actually like me.” he smirked and that made you shiver, seeing a confident smile that tugged on his lips made your heart quiver.

“as if! i’m only offering my fries to you so you can’t say shit about me too” you picked your tongue out and atsumu let out a laugh. you were relatively caught off because for once, his laugh actually sounded sincere, at least it didn’t hold any sarcasm this time.

time went by over the two of you a bit faster than you expected, a bit faster than you even wanted if you would admit it. because for once, you actually spent a time with atsumu that wasn’t full of banter with one another. there was quiet exchange of words, with little to no sarcasm and just genuinely talking. it surprised you, really, that there would actually come a time that you and atsumu wouldn’t be slicing down each other’s throat with words. there really was a first time for everything.

“i should probably head home now.” you looked towards the windows of the fastfood establishment, noticing the dark that filtered the sky. you slurped on you drink in hand.

“i’ll walk ya home...” atsumu immediately answered. your ears perked up and you whipped your head to him. he gave you a weird look. “what? I’m only doing this so—

“so you have no shit to say to me at school, yeah I know, miya...” you laughed when you continued the thought for him. atsumu’s chest actually tightened at the sincerity of your chuckle, making him smile in turn.

the walk was quiet, but for once, it wasn’t filled with the tension you both had with one another, it was comfortable. your shoulders slightly brushing past each other a few times but atsumu didn’t even bother to move away from you, if anything, you swore he was closer than you anticipated he wanted to be with you.

when the familiar paint of your house coming into view, you ceased a sigh escaping your lips. maybe you wanted the walk to be a little longer than intended, but you were here now. “this is me...” you muttered over to him, walking upwards towards the steps before stopping by your porch.

atsumu let out a hum of confirmation as he watched you going by the door. frankly, he didn’t want to go away unless you had fully stepped inside. any reason for this? he absolutely didn’t know.

“thanks for the mcdonalds... and for walking me home...” you were hesitant, but genuine and atsumu could tell. he smiled your way as you looked back to him from you porch. “yeah, no worries... at least for once I would believe you didn’t hate me...”

you turned your head to look at him, almost causing atsumu to flinch at how fast your neck snapped to his direction. “i... never said I hated you...”

atsumu’s eyes softened, his heart growing warm at your words and he parted his mouth to say something, but you had beat him to it. “I mean, you’re annoying... an asshole and shameless but, i don’t hate you... if anything, i thought you hated me.”

he scoffed at the words, but shot a smile after wards, waving dismissively. “nah, i don’t. you just always seemed so pissed with me so i thought you hated me.”

there was a silence that lingered, but then atsumu felt like he needed to say it.

“would you... like to do this sometime again? ya know? hangout?”

you felt a smile tug on your lips and you nodded, something heavy leavin your chest. “yeah, sure” maybe you didn’t end up with a boyfriend today, but at least you could assume that he could potentially be one, someday.

“let’s do this some time again”

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i hope you don’t mind but can i request a scenario where osamu found out that his s/o’s wallpaper was atsumu (unbeknown to him that it was only a dare from suna and his teammates)? thank you so much !!

heartbreak of the century — miya osamu

osamu didn’t know what to feel about the current predicament. he was just trying to see what your phone was buzzing about. since you were in the shower, you just told him to go about what the current notification on your phone was but instead of actually focusing on the reminder that popped, his eyes couldn’t leave the sickeningly smug smile of the person that was set as your wallpaper.

his blood boiled, but in a way that he wasn’t sure of. he gripped the mobile tighter, as his lips outwardly twitched. did you just mistake atsumu as him? maybe that was it?

who was he kidding, of course it wasn’t that. they literally had the most opposing hair colors to start off and you have been dating him for quite some time, it was impossible for you to mistake him for his twin. it wasn’t like you just met yesterday.

“so who was it?” you asked, popping out of the shower and effectively snapping osamu out of his haze. he gritted his teeth, not sure how to break it to you. he would rather die than think that you were possibly going behind his back with his own twin, and he knew atsumu would never do that to him as well. no matter how much they would come to a disagreement, they had a bro code they swore on.

“i-if... if i wasn’t the real miya you liked, you could’ve just told me. a-atsumu would probably like you back as well.” he muttered, not even looking up. “are you only going out with me, because you couldn’t get him? because we had the same face?”

at this point, you were confused. brows knitted as you turned your attention yo your gray haired boyfriend that didn’t meet your eyes. “what?”

he slowly raised your phone up, the glowing screen popping open as atsumu’s photo seemed to grin at you. osamu was waiting for you to stutter out an excuse, maybe even an apology but his heart was internally shattered. what if you really did like atsumu? he didn’t want to hold you back if that was really the case but his heart hurt more to think of letting you go.

but instead, all that met him was your roaring laugh and your body kneeling on the carpeted floor as you heaved a breath from giggling. he looked at you confused, the corners of your eyes even tearing up from chuckling.

“oh my fucking god! suna was absolutely right! i should’ve gotten all of this on video!!” you blubbled out, in between your chuckles as you finally stood up and moved over to him. your hand made it’s way to his hair as you glided it over, clearing it out of his forehead to give him a sweet peck. this time, it was osamu who was confused.

“what?” it was his turn to ask. “you really think i would exchange you for atsumu? you may have the same face but yours is the only one i would kiss. the wallpaper thing was suna’s idea. i lost a bet with him and he made me do it, thinking it could rile you up. i mean it did, but not in a way i expected!” you chuckled, planting another kiss, but this time on his cheek. “i love you, samu! don’t be mad though”

oh osamu could never be mad at you. he sighed, but truthfully he was more than relieved that it was only a measly dare from one of his teammates. he couldn’t help but give in to your laugh as he returned a kiss, letting go of this whole situation.

but he certainly wasn’t letting suna of the hook for almost giving him what he anticipated to be the heartbreak of the century. that sleepy looking beanpole is certainly going to get a few good spikes in the head for making you pull this on him.

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hey siliks!! I was wondering if u could do tsukki boyfriend texts?? & idk if I’m allowed to request two people at a time but could u also possibly do kyoutani *it’s totally fine if u don’t have a good grip on his personality yet js ignore that* have a wonderful day bb <3

[texts] — haikyuu: tsukishima kei as your boyfriend ♡

ahh,, thank you so much!! you have a great day too ♡

[movingandnolongeractivehere]

Um could you do how sugawra would text as your boyfriend? and maybe female reader? please? love your work! 💖

[texts] — haikyuu: sugawara koushi as your boyfriend ♡

sugawara koushi is literally the most dumb, fun, annoying yet wholesome boyfriend ever and I strongly believe it

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dancing in the dark, kuroo tetsurou

this is a little angsty?? and impulsively written im sorry this is poorly written

kuroo’s hips swayed to the music, his eyes kept closed as he slowly moved around the room that was once filled with your delighted chuckles and warm smiles, now empty. you loved dancing in the veil of the moonlight, in the darkness of the room, your scent lingering as the light of the stars filtered through the window.

his eyes were closed, imagining the way your lips curved in a smile and your arms curled around his biceps as you both paced around the room, dancing to the silent hums he released. kuroo let out a small sigh, but he still kept going, after all, this was the only thing he could do now.

his heart ached, his insides crumbling down as he could feel his closed eyes watering on the edges, but still, he didn’t open them, because he was scared that the perfect image of you he had pictured out would cripple away, and he couldn’t stand that anymore, even though it was all imaginary.

in the distance, kenma watched, from the slight opening of kuroo’s room, a small frown in his face at kuroo’s figure. he wanted to console his friend, but he knew he couldn’t relieve the constant pain and mourning kuroo was in, so the least he could do was to look out for him.

kuroo’s heart was in agony. he remembered the times you would squeeze his hand when he felt a little bit off, or the times you would randomly hug him out of excitement, and the ghosting touches you left across his shoulders when he was absentmindedly rambling away.

he missed it. every single day, he did nothing but recall your distant memories, engraved deep in his thoughts. if he could, he would’ve asked the gods above to return you to him, at least for one last time, so he could dance with you again, feel your warmth next to his, chest to chest and eyes never leaving his own hazel brown ones.

he wanted to dance with you, one more time. but he would make sure that the song you would sway into would play on an endless loop, so he wouldn’t have to let you go again. so he wouldn’t have to give you up to the gods again,so you would stay in his arms forever, as selfish as that sounded

but he knew he couldn’t.

so kuroo danced along to the short hums of the songs the both of you used to dance to, he danced alone, because you weren’t there anymore, and as much as it hurr him, it was the only thing he could do to keep himself grounded from breaking apart. it was the only memory he held dearly of you, knowing he could never hold you the same anymore.

kuroo danced alone and he danced alone in the dark.

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dancing in the dark — kuroo tetsurou

this is a little angsty?? and impulsively written im sorry this is poorly written

kuroo’s hips swayed to the music, his eyes kept closed as he slowly moved around the room that was once filled with your delighted chuckles and warm smiles, now empty. you loved dancing in the veil of the moonlight, in the darkness of the room, your scent lingering as the light of the stars filtered through the window.

his eyes were closed, imagining the way your lips curved in a smile and your arms curled around his biceps as you both paced around the room, dancing to the silent hums he released. kuroo let out a small sigh, but he still kept going, after all, this was the only thing he could do now.

his heart ached, his insides crumbling down as he could feel his closed eyes watering on the edges, but still, he didn’t open them, because he was scared that the perfect image of you he had pictured out would cripple away, and he couldn’t stand that anymore, even though it was all imaginary.

in the distance, kenma watched, from the slight opening of kuroo’s room, a small frown in his face at kuroo’s figure. he wanted to console his friend, but he knew he couldn’t relieve the constant pain and mourning kuroo was in, so the least he could do was to look out for him.

kuroo’s heart was in agony. he remembered the times you would squeeze his hand when he felt a little bit off, or the times you would randomly hug him out of excitement, and the ghosting touches you left across his shoulders when he was absentmindedly rambling away.

he missed it. every single day, he did nothing but recall your distant memories, engraved deep in his thoughts. if he could, he would’ve asked the gods above to return you to him, at least for one last time, so he could dance with you again, feel your warmth next to his, chest to chest and eyes never leaving his own hazel brown ones.

he wanted to dance with you, one more time. but he would make sure that the song you would sway into would play on an endless loop, so he wouldn’t have to let you go again. so he wouldn’t have to give you up to the gods again,so you would stay in his arms forever, as selfish as that sounded

but he knew he couldn’t.

so kuroo danced along to the short hums of the songs the both of you used to dance to, he danced alone, because you weren’t there anymore, and as much as it hurr him, it was the only thing he could do to keep himself grounded from breaking apart. it was the only memory he held dearly of you, knowing he could never hold you the same anymore.

kuroo danced alone and he danced alone in the dark.

[movingandnolongeractivehere]

hey siliks!! I was wondering if u could do tsukki boyfriend texts?? & idk if I’m allowed to request two people at a time but could u also possibly do kyoutani *it’s totally fine if u don’t have a good grip on his personality yet js ignore that* have a wonderful day bb <3

[texts] — haikyuu: tsukishima kei as your boyfriend ♡

ahh,, thank you so much!! you have a great day too ♡

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Hi if you don't mind can i request suna, bokuto and kuroo finding out their s/o works at a maid cafe 🥺

imma do this in bulleted form

suna rintarou

so this sleepyhead was out with the miya twins (2nd year squad brr brr)

he sorta knew that your worked part time at some place but then he never bothered asking where??? but like he knows you have a part time job

and then the one and only miya atsumu wanted to eat out and then suggested this place that suna has never been too

suna actually didn’t want to come because he didn’t trust atsumu’s taste in food,,, thinks its gonna be another shitty ass place or something

so atsumu (with a little help from osamu) dragged him out to hang out with him

so they go to the place you work

you weren’t supposed to serve them, because you had to tend to another table

but then when osamu looked up he saw you serving drinks on the table a bit far to the left and he called you and you turned to them

and then you and suna made eye contact and this mf really gaped

like he was 😯 😦 😧 😳

you had never seen him so freaking flustered in his life ever

you know you’re gonna talk about this later but for the time meantime you had work you just decided to be the one to take their order

miya twins just going 🤭 these mfs just looking at you and suna’s interaction with the most teasing look and their eyes just 👀

suna just looking at what your wearing and he just stutters his order out,,, but in his head he’s like: ksisISNsjjskaJKnsjs 😵 adorable, illegal, bad for my heart ! ! ! ! !

you sorta read through his calm facade and knew he was freaking out inside so being a cheeky little shit you decided to do your trademark line in the maid costume you’re in

“I’ll be back with you order, Master” you purred with a wink

and that’s the story of how suna died with a fucking heart, attack rip rintarou, you will be missed

guess who’s gonna have a long talk later? 😉

bokuto kotarou

okay so this guy

first off, you REALLY did tell him you worked at a maid cafe

but this big baby just thought you said it as a joke and he was like “haha nice one babe” and just randomly forgot about it

and now

he was hungry and they were walking home from practice

and he was rambling to akaashi how he was super hungry and could possibly die because of his hunger

and akaashi just pointed at a random cafe they’ve never been to before and bokuto was too hungry to care that he just went in

he immediately noticed the ambience of the place, nice cozy and the workers were all dressed in maid costumes

he really didn’t mind, in fact he liked the place but as soon as he heard your familiar voice he paused

and when he turned to you he was 😱 because god did you look so cute in that little dress with all the frills and ruffles and even the headband

“why didn’t you tell me you were going to stop by?” you asked all smiley and bokuto just standing there like 😃 because he did not know your worked here in the first place (he just forgot you told him, really)

akaashi greeted you politely as usual but bokuto still just stood there and looked at you

akaashi’s mind was like “is it really possible for bokuto san to shut up for the first time?”

bokuto’s cheeks were flushed and he was literally the ☺️ emoji the whole time you talked to him and he just looked at you like that

“go on, bo, order anything you want, it’s on me!!” you urged and he swore he fell inlove even more because sksjsjsjsj free food and lovely s/o dressed in a maid costume is the perfect combination!!!

you better believe he waited for you until your shift is over just so he could talk to you more about your job

kuroo tetsurou

he found out through kenma and thats that

its not like you wanted to hide your job from him but it just never occured to your mind to tell him and he never asked

but he also sorta knew you had a part time job

and then one day kenma actually went to the cafe you work at and saw you

kenma was pretty chill about it and then during the weekend when kuroo was at kenma’s house because you went to work kenma told him about it absentmindedly

“oh, i got some nice fox cookies from this maid cafe y/n worked at” kenma told kuroo while he was absorbed with his game

and kuroo’s neck literally snapped to kenma’s direction that it scared the shit out of him “dID YOU JUST SAY MAID CAFE?”

and kenma was like??? was he not supposed to know???

pudding head was lowkey scared that he might’ve ruined your relationship but he kept his cool

and kuroo literally dragged his ass out to town to tell him where you worked at because kskssl

he wasn’t mad, not at all infact he was excited and ecstatic as fuck because what??? who knew you worked at a maid cafe?? that’s cute as fuck

kuroo lowkey getting hyped and flustered just imagining you wearing that cute maid costume

at first he tried to be sneaky and lurk around the corner so you wouldn’t know that he was around

but gurllll,,, you had super instincts and you could immediately tell that your boyfriend was around

as soon as you eyed a relatively suspicious table, you head for it and immediately noticed kuroo trying to hide himself in a menu card but kenma wasn’t even trying to conceal himself

“kuroo what are you doing?”

he sorta flinched and cue kenma silently walking away from the table to avoid what could happen next

he slowly looked up to you and dear lord his heart almost bounced out of their rib cages because you looked absolutely adorable in the maid costume he could die from it

you were crossing your arms at him and smiling at the same time, with one of your eyebrows raised and he was like,,, mmhhmm that’s lowkey hot,,, 🥵

“why didn’t you tell me you worked here??”

you told him you’ve worked here for a long time but just didn’t tell him because you thought it wasn’t a big deal

and he was like “WDYM IT ISN’t A BIG DEAL YOU LOOK SO CUTE I NEED TO COME HERE MORE OFTEN AFTER PRACTICE NOW”

safe to say that he bought you another set of maid costume to wear when you’re at home all for his own personal gain

[movingandnolongeractivehere]

I literally stalked your blog jsjsjsj and I literally fell in love with the way you write, so can you please do Lev bf texts? If not, feel free to ignore this! 🥺❤️

[texts] — haikyuu: haiba lev as your boyfriend ♡

omg, i’m so sorry,,, i literally forgot to post this ahhh!!! thank you

[movingandnolongeractivehere]

hey siliks!! I was wondering if u could do tsukki boyfriend texts?? & idk if I’m allowed to request two people at a time but could u also possibly do kyoutani *it’s totally fine if u don’t have a good grip on his personality yet js ignore that* have a wonderful day bb <3

[texts] — haikyuu: tsukishima kei as your boyfriend ♡

ahh,, thank you so much!! you have a great day too ♡

[movingandnolongeractivehere]

Nishinoya bf texts? 😍😘 thanks! Love your blog x

[texts] — haikyuu: nishinoya yuu as your boyfriend ♡

the crackhead energy in this one is radiating through my screen

[movingandnolongeractivehere]

hello! if it's allowed, could i request something with atsumu and a combination of the prompts enemies to lovers + blind dates? if not, just blind dates is fine! thank you <3

“lets do this some time again” — miya atsumu

you and atsumu always disagreed with basically everything. ever since you were paired for a chemistry project, you had been slicing down each others throat to no end. while you got along very well the other miya, atsumu’s air just made something inside you boil, and you could never put a word to describe this unknown feeling you had towards the man.

and he seemed to reciprocate the equal amount of despise as you did. the way he would roll his eyes at your remarks or the way he would always mock your words was enough to tell you that he felt the same way you did, but maybe even more intense. it was safe to assume he did hate you.

“oh shut the fuck up” you grumbled at him, burying your head in your shared sheet, being partnered in another project again.

atsumu turned to you, the smile he flashed towards the girl that approached him earlier, probably complementing and boosting his ego, faltered. “i didn’t even say anything?” he shot, confused.

“well instead of flirting why don’t you help me with the last problem and this would be all over.”

atsumu’s mouth stiffened. “no can do, i have a little blind date to attend to so i’ll see you... never” he huffed, swinging his back over his shoulder. “and that’s not due till monday, i don’t see why you’re in a hurry.”

you gritted your teeth in desperation, holding yourself back from dragging his head and leaning again. he was right, it wasn’t due till monday so you had time to do it, but you just wanted it to be over so you didn’t have to put up with him anymore.

“so a date is more important than this?” you deadpanned.

“yes. you and your single ass can’t relate.” he muttered smugly, already standing up and folding his arms in your direction.

you rolled you eyes at his confidence. “sucks to be the girl you’re about to see then.” you huffed, already packing your things as well. “and you aren’t the only one with a date, dumb fuck. think again” you spat, turning away from him and exiting.

one of your gal friends had set you up with someone they deemed to be a crazy hottie, the same as your age. you weren’t really planning on showing up but since you had nothing else to do, you might as well. plus, you wanted atsumu to eat his fucking words of calling you single, maybe at the end of tonight, you might be able to catch a potential boyfriend.

you trekked your way home and put on one of the most decent look you could muster, heading out with a quick call of goodbye from your mother. luckily the meeting place for your “blind date” wasn’t too far to walk from. the park was relatively empty as you waited on the nearby bench for the said hottie.

blonde hair, undercut, tall, a little over 6 feet and wearing gray shirt. your friend vaguely described.

“dear gods, please tell me ya aren’t my date today...”

a familiar voice called and you flinched to turn to look at atsumu who was just standing still, holding his phone up as he glanced back to you and to his mobile again.

frankly you were as surprised as he was, you couldn’t quite get what he was on about until you had come to the dawn of realization as well. the description of your friend sickeningly fitted the miya in front of you that it made your head growl at the thought.

“oh well, time to head home, i guess...” he shrugged turning to walk away before you called over him. you gaped in disbelief at this.

“at least stick up to the date and take me out to eat or something!” you shouted.

confused, his brows furrowed as he looked back to you, hands stuffed in his pocket as if he was agitated. “what?”

“i told my mom that i wasn’t going to eat dinner at home... she probably won’t cook anything for me so at least man up for this... whatever date... and take me to a fucking mcdonalds, nasty ass...” he gave you a frown at the thought. “uh... okay???...” he muttered unsure.

“but just so you know, i’m only doing this so you have no shit to say on me in school.” he spat after.

you have your hand in dismissal to his regards. “whatever you say, miya.”

true to his words, and much to your surprise, atsumu did take to the mcdonald you so desired. however, you slightly frowned when he came back to your table only carrying one tray that was had a meal fit for one person.

atsumu placed it in front of you, one of his eyebrows raised as he offered it to you.

“you’re not eating?” you asked, hesitantly grabbing the burger.

“i’m not hungry.” he answered, taking the seat in front of you and looking you dead in the eye.

“are you saying that because you just don’t want to eat with me?” you asked. he gave you a knowing look. “i’m genuinely not hungry.”

“well, i don’t fucking believe you so you’re not gonna get out here unless you eat some fries.” you spat, pushing the tray over him as he looked at you in slight surprise. “you know if i didn’t know better, i’d say you actually like me.” he smirked and that made you shiver, seeing a confident smile that tugged on his lips made your heart quiver.

“as if! i’m only offering my fries to you so you can’t say shit about me too” you picked your tongue out and atsumu let out a laugh. you were relatively caught off because for once, his laugh actually sounded sincere, at least it didn’t hold any sarcasm this time.

time went by over the two of you a bit faster than you expected, a bit faster than you even wanted if you would admit it. because for once, you actually spent a time with atsumu that wasn’t full of banter with one another. there was quiet exchange of words, with little to no sarcasm and just genuinely talking. it surprised you, really, that there would actually come a time that you and atsumu wouldn’t be slicing down each other’s throat with words. there really was a first time for everything.

“i should probably head home now.” you looked towards the windows of the fastfood establishment, noticing the dark that filtered the sky. you slurped on you drink in hand.

“i’ll walk ya home...” atsumu immediately answered. your ears perked up and you whipped your head to him. he gave you a weird look. “what? I’m only doing this so—

“so you have no shit to say to me at school, yeah I know, miya...” you laughed when you continued the thought for him. atsumu’s chest actually tightened at the sincerity of your chuckle, making him smile in turn.

the walk was quiet, but for once, it wasn’t filled with the tension you both had with one another, it was comfortable. your shoulders slightly brushing past each other a few times but atsumu didn’t even bother to move away from you, if anything, you swore he was closer than you anticipated he wanted to be with you.

when the familiar paint of your house coming into view, you ceased a sigh escaping your lips. maybe you wanted the walk to be a little longer than intended, but you were here now. “this is me...” you muttered over to him, walking upwards towards the steps before stopping by your porch.

atsumu let out a hum of confirmation as he watched you going by the door. frankly, he didn’t want to go away unless you had fully stepped inside. any reason for this? he absolutely didn’t know.

“thanks for the mcdonalds... and for walking me home...” you were hesitant, but genuine and atsumu could tell. he smiled your way as you looked back to him from you porch. “yeah, no worries... at least for once I would believe you didn’t hate me...”

you turned your head to look at him, almost causing atsumu to flinch at how fast your neck snapped to his direction. “i... never said I hated you...”

atsumu’s eyes softened, his heart growing warm at your words and he parted his mouth to say something, but you had beat him to it. “I mean, you’re annoying... an asshole and shameless but, i don’t hate you... if anything, i thought you hated me.”

he scoffed at the words, but shot a smile after wards, waving dismissively. “nah, i don’t. you just always seemed so pissed with me so i thought you hated me.”

there was a silence that lingered, but then atsumu felt like he needed to say it.

“would you... like to do this sometime again? ya know? hangout?”

you felt a smile tug on your lips and you nodded, something heavy leavin your chest. “yeah, sure” maybe you didn’t end up with a boyfriend today, but at least you could assume that he could potentially be one, someday.

“let’s do this some time again”

[movingandnolongeractivehere]

Can I get a dad! au with kenma and how he found out reader was pregnant

dad!au: holy shit kenma kozume

with a heavy breathe, you looked down at the little box you held tightly in your hands. the small blue ribbon that tied it up lightly floated with the brisk breeze as you opened the door to kenma’s gaming room.

your husband turned his head, a small smile immediately gracing his face as his eyes settled on you figure. he paused his game, bringing his earphones down as he opened his arms for you.

“hi kenken” you smiled and he swore his heart still palpitated at the nickname. you bit your lips as you moved towards him, but his eyebrows furrowed when you didn’t meet his embrace, instead handing him the small box you hid behind your back.

“what’s this?” he aksed, small pout on his face as he looked up to you from his gaming seat.

“go on, open it!” you urged, only spiking his curiosity with your eager words. kenma slowly undid the ribbon on top. his slender fingers ripping it open, only exposing a small sheet of blue that covered that top of the box.

he looked up to you again, unsure, but you had the largest grin on and all he could was shake his head at your peculiar happiness. kenma slowly removed the blue paper that littered atop, revealing a small set of rubber shoes. his brows furrowed even more in confusion at the gift.

“is this for me?” he asked confused. his innocence towards the whole situation amused you, “there’s more, there’s more!”

kenma went back down to the box that rested on his lap, finding a small little white stick that was placed on the side. kenma squinted his eyes at this before realizing what it is, the two red lines evident and finally he had come to piece everything together. kenma’s head snapped up to you so fast that you were almost scared he got whiplash.

“wait...” he drawled out slowly, his heart racing and your big smile only furthering the rapid beating.

“yes...” you drawled out too, waiting for him to say the words.

“are you...?”

“yeah...?”

“are you... pregnant?” he whispered breathily, as if it was to be a secret.

“yes!!!” you answered in excitment, throwing yourself over him in a hug. kenma’s instinct was ultimately to catch you. he still couldn’t get his head wrapped around your reveal but he was so overwhelmed with everything.

“so I’m gonna be a dad?” he asked, voice almost cracking as he tried his best to stay in your warmth without breaking. your heart squeezed at his words.

“yes.” you answered, facing him but still not parting from his embrace. “and we’re gonna be a family now?” he asked like a little kid again. you parted some of his hair that evaded his vision, curling it at the sides as you kissed his forehead.

“yup! and we’re gonna be an awesome family!”

kenma nodded eagerly at your words. he wasn’t really one to be big on emotions but his heart was beaming with joy at this. he couldn’t wait for the little one inside you.

“holy shit, I’m gonna be a dad” he mumbled, smiling your way.