#Mr. ‘Tsumu

[6okuto-moved]

thinking about atsumu losing a video game match and saying "alright, no more mr. nice guy" and osamu beside him (accidentally)(?) spitting soda on him before laughing

[evamame]

atsumu’s mini me always has his back / baby fluff

atsumu is on the phone, arguing with somebody over an advertisement shoot that he doesn’t want to do. he’s been going at it with the person on the other end for a while, you and your baby sat nearby.

“like i said, it’s not—” atsumu begins.

“baa!” your son yells, his stubby hands thrown up in exasperation just like his father.

you and atsumu both pause, your son looking up at his dad expectantly with wide eyes, gauging his reaction. did he just back up his papa in an argument he doesn’t even understand? when atsumu swore to you once you got pregnant that he’d make a mini me, it turns out he really meant it.

before you have the chance to break out into a fit of laughter—atsumu holding his own in—he continues, now addressing your baby with a smirk. “that’s exactly what i was saying! ya’ get it, little man.” maybe he’s a bit too enthusiastic as he speaks (bold words to describe the atsumu miya), but it just makes your son laugh at his father’s agreement with adorably loud cackles.

he goes on again, babbling and animatedly moving around as if whatever he’s saying actually makes sense. atsumu just goes along with it, attentively nodding his head. “oh, yeah, totally,” he says before switching to address the phone, “ya’ hear that? even ma’ son agrees with me!”

his marketing manager on the other end is just as confused as he should be. “mr. miya, isn’t your son an infant?”

“a hella smart one!” atsumu declares, holding his hand out in a fist to your son with a grin. his tiny one meets it for a fist bump, followed with even more incoherent words. “yup, so true. that’s ma’ boy!”

extra

“he loves me!” “well, you’re his dad. of course he loves you.” “yeah, but like, he didn’t even know what was going on and he backed me up! that’s true love. we’re tight.” “can you be any tighter than with someone you share genes with?” “we should’ve named him ‘tsumu junior. or maybe the second.” “definitely not.”

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[bambuwu-writes]

oh my goodness not the oshi question.,.,.,.,.,.,.I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH,.,..,okokok lets see if i can shorten it down into my top critters atm

sakyo <3!!!!!! mr. furuichi i love u so muchhhh !! HE'S SO DAD-SHAPED.... HE'S FATHER!!!!! he's so sweetie cutiepie with izumi....he literally cares so much about everything and everyone im like sick almost...he loves mankai SO MUCH?? HE'S A MAMA'S BOY!!!!! 10/10 love that old man so bad

OMIMIIII ok we've got a theme going here....its ab the choice to be gentle...the choice to be kind and good to those you love...!!! and, to parallel sakyo, he is MOTHER!!!! i love how quickly and sincecely he cares for all of mankai like he's genuinely so overflowing with love its waauuuaaa.! ALSO all his little semi-flirty scenes with izumi are actually seriously so sweet? like it comes off as absolute and total fondness [if he's not completely oblivious to the comments he's making...looking at YOU 'haha we're like newlyweds'] AND HOW HE STEPPED IN TO TAKE CARE OF HIS BROTHERS??? THROW A DAGGER AT MY HEART WHY DONT U??

okok im already going way too long but i HAVE to say something about my dearest most silly and charming mr minagi <3 tbh tsuzu is one of my favs mostly bc i can relate to him SM lololol. there's this one line he has way back in romeo and julius where he talks ab how he wanted to get into theatre, but when one of his brothers got sick while he was out he quit right away and like?? dude...[<-has little siblings. didnt do any after-school extracurriculars to get home in time. feeling like your wants come secondary to your responsibilities. the parentification of it all!] he's truely just so real...

AND FINALLY SUPER SUPER SUPER QUICKLY SAKUYA AND IZUMI. OH THEY ARE EVERYTHING TO ME. SAKUYA WHO IS OVERFLOWING WITH SUCH ABSOLUTE PURE LOVE AND PASSION AND DETERMINATION. IZUMI WHO COMES OFF OF ONE SINGLE LETTER AND DEDICATES HERSELF TO ALL OF MANKAI, SHOWING UP FOR HER ACTORS, HER FAMILY, AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN???

Mankai March question 2!

I hope everyone had fun yesterday! Today’s question is pretty simple as well: Who is your oshi? How did they become your oshi? Let’s hear some stories about how you came to love them, or maybe love at first sight!

[dreamesamu]

THE THINGS HE TAKES FOR GRANTED

in which he takes a moment to justify himself after never noticing your little crush for him

starring. msby!miya atsumu x fem!reader

genre(s): angst to fluff, long scenario sets in post-timeskip!

warning(s): reader is nice and overworks herself. not proofhead i apologize

author’s note: It's kind of not what i had imagined but hope you enjoy it.

choose your character: m. atsumu | k. akaashi

another cliché beginning for the person you are right now - the MSBY team manager - is that you’ve loved the miya atsumu since high school. it’s not like being the team’s manager isn’t your dream, you loved this job and had been dying to do it because you’ve loved volleyball, too. plus, you will have the opportunity to stay close and take care of the team, especially your crush who just merely thinks you are his best friend.

you first laid eyes on him when you were sitting alone on the subway, his dyed-blonde locks caught your attention as he first talked to you about the chase atlantic’s song you were listening to, he was cute, warm and friendly. at that moment, you were verified that he wasn’t the guy who was fond of his fan girls that everybody had been rumoring about. He eventually found out that you guys went to the same high school, so as to start a new beginning of your bonding friendship.

It wasn’t long until you finally realized that you might have adored the pretty setter a little too much than usual. his touches, his smile, the way he calls your name and his genuine characteristics when he was used to you being around seemed a little bit more easy to flutter your heart than every other day. Ever since then, you just hid your feelings and was grateful for what you got right then because you knew that if you confess, you couldn’t get this best friend treatment that you silently fell for for any longer.

You impressed yourself for even keep it until now. you and him are mature and beautiful, but you still can’t help but feel so ‘high school’ when you look at him. the least thing you could do for a friend (crush) is care for him through bottles of flavored electrolyte water, preparing his favorite after-practice snacks and even cool and soft towels to calm the heat down after a match. However, it seems like mr. miya doesn’t notice all of the hard work you did for him, he was so used to be taken care of by you that he accidentally failed to realize the special treatment only for him but nobody else.

“Hey, tired yet? you can call it a day for now if you want?” you smiled, hand over his bottle of water you prepared for him to the softly panting atsumu taking a break on the bench. He is quite preoccupied with his earlier techniques that he need to improve, he only spares you a glance then takes the bottle to drink without saying any words, you assume that he is in a bad mood.

“oh, and” you search for the thing in your bag. “here, your towel”

he nods and takes it, it makes you feel awkward. that’s… all…? You try to not overthink yourself, after all, it was quite a tense match, and the fact that your team will have an important volleyball game the next month proves his concerns are valid.

you watch atsumu leave when hinata shoyo came up to you.

“oh? isn’t that our manager?” you startle at his voice. “hehe, please don’t mind tsumu at all, please, he just got pissed because he made a mistake during practice” the sunshine grins, having him around surely just brighten everything up, because he is just so sweet and comfortable to be with.

“no, no,… I really don’t mind at all, actually” you know atsumu better than anyone so you don’t take his actions to heart sometimes, it’s just…

“oi, oi! I know what you’re thinking, I saw you overthere doing things for tsumu. This guy, honestly…” Hinata sure saw you earlier with enthusiasm written on all over your face while preparing those towels and bottles, he felt bad for you and decided to cheer you up regardless atsumu has just cracked your poor heart a little.

“It’s okay, hinata. thank you for checking on me!” you smile wide, so my efforts wasn’t invalidated at all, gratefully bow down to see the awkward hinata trying to stutter words out.

“no- no, don’t do that, you are our manager, that’s just nothing! besides, seeing you give tsumu so special treatment makes me real jealous!!” he huffs cutely. “I really want that flavored electrolyte water, too! what a shame he wouldn’t notice.”

you laugh sheepishly as you guys return to your dorms to rest. things have been going hard for you like crazy, the work amount weighing on your shoulders make it almost unbearable, but you still stay strong and put a warm smile on your face so nobody would notices. you have been thinking of retiring just in case the situation just got worse to the level of destroying your mental health. but, by thinking of your small joy of seeing atsumu everyday, you hesitated.

your sleepless nights start when the important games take a step closer, you overworked yourself and often feel burnt out, your time with atsumu narrows as you find it hard to start a conversation even in lunch break. atsumu does feel weird. why isn’t y/n sit with us? she is nowhere to be found these days.

“hey, tsum-tsum” said bokuto. “what do you think of y/n?” he said, putting a tray of food on the table while making his way to sit.

“y/n? what’s with her?” the fake blond raises a brow, munching on his food

“I think she’s so cute and thoughtful, base on her affection for you, i betcha she’s completely smitten” the owl laughs as the other teammates giggle along. “you should consider on dating her, what a waste if you don’t, she’s literally girlfriend material, same thoughts huh, hinata?” he winks and the tangerine head give him back a thumbs up.

“dating y/n, huh?” atsumu laughs as if he doesn’t take bokuto’s statements seriously. “I don’t date my friends, you know. besides, y/n is just a close friend of mine, she ain’t my type”

“heartless tsumu… she worked so hard for you these days…” hinata fake crying when talking about you

“I know that she makes snacks and does things for me, but sometimes, that’s just unnecessary, i don’t need it to be all the damn time, it feels a little annoying, i just need to be alone to refresh my thoughts” he sighs. “now you told me to consider on dating her, i wouldn’t know how long i can take it.”

now there is dead silence following his statement, everybody just awkwardly continues finishing their lunch, and you do know eavesdropping is a thing that you shouldn’t do. but you did. before you even notice, hot streams cover your face and you feel your breath hitches. the coach sends you to check on the team at such wrong timing, you can’t face them, the voices earlier destroy your confidence, replace it with angst and hurt. so… what i did is just a bother to him, huh. you realize now, that you were such a dumbass trying to make him catch feeling by all of this. and with the tiniest amount of pride left, you back up a smile and step into the cafeteria, the atmosphere suddenly feels tense as everybody hasn’t been moving on since their last conversation, atsumu feels an uneasy feeling when he sees you behind him, guilt? he thinks.

“hey… coach sent me to check up on you guys, please be well rested at your dorms after lunch, we have practice match at 2pm, alright?” your voice evidently trembles, you try cover it up with some fake coughs. oh, who are you kidding? it’s atsumu miya we’re talking about. he first notices how your eyes are a bit swollen, have you been crying? your tired figure due to sleepless nights, the way you haven’t eaten properly shows right in front of his eyes. he suddenly felt a twinge in his heart, in which moment he never wanted to see you like this, ever again. but, what’s all this for? he doesn’t like you… right? because- you’re his best friend, and caring is what’s best friends do, am I correct?

you left the cafeteria. atsumu feels like his whole head is going to explode, he regrets what he said earlier, knowing seventy per cent that you might have listened to it. he is weak because of guilt and distaste. the group feels uneasy and moody all of a sudden.

“i haven’t told you this before but you’ve seen her now, tsumu… she overworked herself with this huge amount of work with nobody beside her, yet she still maintaining to take care of you with these small gestures.” hinata sighs heavily. “y/n told me not to tell you about her state so you can concentrate on practising, but I’m really worried because now she can’t even hide it anymore. I tried to help, but she pushed me away and told me that i should do my own practices as our game is going to start soon.”

hinata pats atsumu’s back before leaving as if he’s signalling him to make it up to you. atsumu started to cry at this point. how could he be so clueless? he didn’t even know that his best friend was undergoing such pressure, yet why does the term “best friend” sound so irritating? he felt like he had failed to protect you and worse, hurting your feelings and he regretted it, so badly.

The following day comes, atsumu's first task is to search for you. To his astonishment, you are once more nowhere to be found. he was so preoccupied, his spikes aren’t as good, and he could not concentrate on practising, the coach sent him out, and gave him a moment to rethink by himself. and so, he reaches a staff, asking for information about you.

“Y/n? oh… she’s at the infirmary, we noticed her devastated state so we sent her to the doctor a while ago. now think about it I might write a report to the coach asking him to reduce the amount of work she’s handling.”

“thank you, kind sir. may I be the one who’ll write the report? I’m sure I could convince the coach.”

as the man nods, atsumu bowed goodbye to him and sprints to the infirmary where you’re at. he knows, that if anybody should write a report for you, it must be him. he must protect you because he has just realised it now, he likes you a lot more than he could imagine.

“Y/N!” atsumu slams the door open, he faces you with your eyes widened, startled by the bright window.

“tsumu…?” you softly speak.

atsumu in front of your eyes is the atsumu who tries to hold back his tears, biting his bottom lip as the poor heart lurching somewhere in his stomach but somehow still happy because he has found you.

“hey…” he kneels down on one knee beside you. “i’m sorry, angel” his hand softly squishes the smaller one, it holds back gently on his’

in all of the things you dislike, what you utterly don’t want to deal with is your emotions when you see atsumu looking so vulnerable like this. you instinctually grab a tissue and wipe off the sweat drop on his forehead the moment you see it, atsumu’s worried expression won’t vanish unless you speak up something.

“hey…” you smile. “don’t worry, I’m okay now, tsumu” you fondly touch his face with a hand, and he sinks in your touch, eyes glittering. atsumu intentionally plants a soft kiss on your warm palm and watches you go weak for him.

“i like you, y/n” he sighs. “i don’t want us to be just friends. i want to protect you, want to be the kind of guy who mentally support his girl to help her cope with any pressure.”

he looks up to see your widened eyes, without a response, he continues.

“i’m sorry i said the things i didn’t mean when you were there, I was just…" he gulps nervously and you sigh.

"tsumu... if it's too much for you to bear, maybe i should stop doing those things, okay?" you scoff bitterly, he becomes panic

“no, no, no,... i really like the way you care for me, please, i want your attention. please keep doing it. don’t get tired of me…”

you can feel the pulse bumping in your nerves, your heart flutters, and blood rushes into your cheeks just by hearing his confession. you kneel down beside him, fighting back the tears but then you can’t, so you squish him in a hug. atsumu holds you back as you start sobbing on his white shirt, inhales fondly your intoxicating smell and pats rhythmically on your back

“there, there, my angel. i’m here now. i’m sorry i’m late. let me make this up for you, yeah?” he chuckles.

atsumu loves his girlfriend. after hearing you ramble about your tight schedule, he immediately writes a report based on your experience to inform the coach about your condition so that everyone can share in your responsibilities instead of you having to handle everything alone. it wasn’t that long for the msby mates to realize you guys are together, he wrote in that report that he is your boyfriend, anyway.

“you nailed it, tsumu-kun” hinata bumps him with a thumbs up, atsumu responds with a sheepish grin while bokuto laughs beside him and sakusa just doesn’t really give a shit. 

he spots you standing on the opposite road near the brand new cafe, waving back to him smiling, “nah, gotta run. gonna treat my girlfriend with extra pastry today.”

i guess he is the simp now.

© 2024 dreamesamu. all rights reserved.

a recommendation to cope with your broken heart <3

[causenessus]

cold kisses. | kozume k.

friends with benefits? you could call them that, but not those kinds of benefits. they're roomates. she likes him. he likes her. she does his homework. he acts like a clingy cat and will wander in to "platonically" cuddle with her at all hours of the day. the one drawback is that neither of them will ever say a thing about their feelings for each other. until the day she's caught on his stream.

kenma x f! reader

COMPLETED haikyuu smau

taglist: closed

playlists: 1 (by @eggyrocks <3) | 2 (my brainvomit for cold kisses)

warnings & notes: fake dating, college timeskip, language, one use of "whore" in a lighthearted manner, atsumu's bad in this :( as a fellow tsumu apologist i'm sorry but he might be good by the end </3 speaking of which, lots of deviations from the haikyuu canon, atsumu and oikawa were both setters and figure skaters in high school and then pursued figure skating after graduation, kenma might be a little shit in the beginning but i think it's in his character and he'll learn, i don't know anything about figure skating but i'm trying my hardest, ukai might make an appearance as a coach because i think it's funny, definitely pining, dates don't matter unless i say so

NEW NOTIFICATION FROM: the mental asylum waitlist | pretty setters + problem children

table of contents (❅ for any chapters with written parts <3):

part one: scary guard dog privileges part two: too many cooks (❅) part three: user 7193 (❅) part four: bald suits part five: pink dye part six: très sérieux part seven: practicing (❅) part eight: daddy's home part nine: the shining part ten: mr. jeff bezos part eleven: thinking about another man (❅) part twelve: men are stupid part thirteen: team dick part fourteen: main attraction (❅) part fifteen: nosy bitches!! part sixteen: "let me hold onto you, please" (❅) part seventeen: epilogue (❅) thank you for reading cold kisses <3

[bowtiepasta]

NOT EVEN DEATH: ATSUMU MIYA

chapter two — mrs iwaizumi. after one too many emotional toasts and one too many champagne flutes at kiyoko’s wedding, you decide to play matchmaker. (written part included)

indulging: language, iwaoi canon, mature humor

romy’s note: listen to silver springs! bout 1k words of inconsistent tense usage because i’m lazy. not sorry

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You were not drunk.

You were, admittedly, “wedding tipsy,” which was an entirely different beast — buoyed by one too many emotional toasts, and two too many champagne flutes (Nishinoya had been sneakily topping yours off when you weren’t looking, the troublemaker).

You swore you weren’t going to cry, then somewhere in between “she was always out of my league” and “love worth showing up for,” you found yourself blinking rapidly and downing more liquid courage than necessary or even humanly possible.

The wedding had long since hit its sentimental stride.

But no — you were not drunk. Here’s a better word: inspired.

“Hey,” you say, elbowing Atsumu. He’s your plus one tonight, who reminds you the world is only cruel to some. No one should be dead sexy and incredibly sweet, it feels illegal. Especially if all those things fit in a tailored suit that hugs just right, with a crooked smile that lives on the face of your very best, and oldest friend.

“What if we set someone up tonight?”

He turns to you, unimpressed. “What, like a murder?”

You grin, and he mirrors it. “Matchmaking. Cupid. Love doctor. I’m feeling wise tonight, ‘Tsumu. Don’t I look it?”

“No, you don’t, sweetheart. You’re three glasses in and tried to cheers a flower arrangement ten minutes ago.”

You swat at his face. “That’s not the point.”

His hair is tousled just so, strands sticking up where he ran his fingers through it over a dozen times tonight. The faintest sheen of sweat clings to the nape of his neck, darkening the fabric of his button-up where it dips low enough to catch the breeze (he’s a slut). “And what, tell me, is the point, O’ Wise Cupid?”

The reception is winding into that loose, messy part of the night where the DJ has abandoned the pre-approved playlist and is playing a chaotic mix of ABBA and early 2000s hits. Tanaka has his tie around his forehead like a sweatband. Hinata is barefoot. Oikawa and Iwaizumi are slow dancing together off-beat near the dessert table, laughing about an inside joke from their volleyball days.

Kuroo sits smugly at a table of older women, simultaneously marketing stocks and securing spots in multiple wills. For some unknown reason, that’s your final straw.

You zero in on a pair of mutual wallflowers — one wearing a Star Wars tie, the other with glitter eyeliner and a book sticking halfway out of her clutch — and all but kickstart them into a conversation about Letterboxd being the new LinkedIn.

It spirals. You grab people from the buffet line, the dance floor, the string-lighted terrace. The entire room is a cork board full of red strings and pins, waiting to be connected.

Your plus one trails behind you, a reluctant guard dog, offering tight-lipped apologies and two-finger salutes as you bulldoze your way through social norms. He mutters the occasional “oh my god” every ten seconds and pulls you back by the wrist before you can break up an actual couple.

You corner Atsumu at your table, breathless from the recon lap.

“Okay,” you announce, gathering your dress in your hand before sitting down next to him. “Your turn.”

He raises an eyebrow. “My turn for what?”

“I’m gonna find you someone.”

“The fuck you are.”

“Oh come on! I’ve been practicing all night. It’s your turn.”

“I already love someone,” he says, placing a dramatic hand on heart with lids closed. “She just doesn’t love me back.”

You gape at him.

He cracks a an eye open. “It’s Kiyoko. Obviously.”

You shove him in the shoulder. Iwaizumi catches on and pinches you under the table so you pinch him back, you both make a noise — Atsumu shoots him a sideways look.

Then you squint into the crowd, distracted again, locking on tall, well-dressed, dancing far too confidently for someone who came with a date. “What about her? You’re into flashy, right?”

It hurts him to hear it. You see it happen on his face, how it pulls, almost like a wince. Why exactly, you’re unsure.

Atsumu smiles, it not quite reaching his eyes. “Not my type.”

Eventually, the momentum fizzles. No one seems ripe for connection — or maybe you’ve burned through every mildly eligible guest not already paired off, crying in a bathroom, or face-down outside on a lawn chair. You’re left nursing the dregs of your drink, wondering if you’ll end the night in someone’s hotel room — or, at the very least, get someone else there on your behalf.

You’re about to set your sights on a new target when movement in your peripheral pulls you toward the balcony railing. Down below, Iwaizumi’s hand brushes lightly against Oikawa’s as they walk. Oikawa bumps their shoulders, teasing, and Iwaizumi leans in to say something low, something that makes Oikawa’s mouth pull into a grin not so innocent.

You lean over the balcony with your wine glass in hand, cupping the sides of your mouth to get a good projection going.

“Go make sweet sweet love to Iwaizumi!”

Iwaizumi’s face goes beet red, and Oikawa, standing next to him, shakes his head with a fond smile as they walk away.

Sometimes luck doesn’t land you where you want it to. Sometimes it lands you in the arms of your very best and oldest friend, carrying you home with careful hands around your bandaged ankle, suit jacket on your back, steady heartbeat beneath your head, worn callouses pressing gently into your side.

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HAPPY PRIDE MONTH BITCHES

abundance of the word sweet in that written part

i know his heart dropped fifty feet when she asked to go to his instead of hers. he’s gone i tell you

reminder: nishinoya and reader live together! hence the last few texts, and kiyoko’s not answering bc she’s on her honeymoon

you guys do you see the use of correct capitalization omfg. was weirdly freeing i might do it more #adulting

thank you marley once again for the assist <3 love you

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[anime-fan-05]

Heiii, sono ancora io!

Mi è piaciuto un botto quello che hai scritto per la mia richiesta

Puoi fare degli headcanon del quartetto dei primi anni di Karasuno, Noya, Oikawa, Kuroo, Lev, Tendo, Goshiki e Tsumu con una fidanzata molto piccola (tipo 1,40 o 1,45)?

Grazie

Haikyuu!! ~With a short reader~

Manga/anime: Haikyuu!!

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

As usual, I divided the request into two parts: 2nd part is here.

Hinata S.

He feels so high when he's with you!

He always claims to have fallen in love with you since your first meeting: one day, while running (he was late for training with his team), he bumped into you, knocking you to the ground; then, he stopped to help you, but by mistake he said: "You're so tiny..."; he didn't mean to be mean, and he was about to apologize, but the words got stuck in his throat after hearing you mutter: "You're the one who's tall"; that day he arrived at training not only late, but also red as a tomato

Despite the first words he told you, he thinks your height is very cute and, above all, perfect for him, since you've the right height to fit in his arms: in fact, he loves to hug you, cuddle you, or just have your body against his in some way

He'll never tease you about your height and, if someone does so, he'll run up to them and yell at them to stop (like he did to defend Kiyoko from Terushima)

He loves picking you up, especially while you kiss; sometimes he also does so to greet you after you haven't seen each other for a long time: he picks you up and turns you around, then he kisses you

Kageyama T.

The first time he met you, he was struck by your cuteness: when he had to introduce himself to you, his voice was trembling and he almost mispronounced his name (he really wanted to bury himself out of embarrassment); furthermore, he was terribly blushing and felt as if he was about to fall to the ground

When you two go out together, he's very careful not to lose you in the crowd, especially if there are a lot of people: he stands next to you and always holds your hand, not without blushing, to guide you

Once he lost sight of you in a store and got very worried; he looked for you in every lane, he was desperate, until he heard the loudspeaker: "Mr. Kageyama Tobio, come to cashier 12. We've found your daughter."; he tried not to laugh all the way home

His favorite thing to do is rest his head on yours, as your height is perfect for him to lean over, while hugging you from behind (because otherwise you would see his face red)

If he sees you cheering for him during a game, he'll feel very excited; if you even wore his jersey, he would literally die of embarrassment (Tsukishima will never let him forget it) and work even harder

Tsukishima K.

Whenever he can, he teases you a lot: he never misses an opportunity to do so, either through his gestures (for example by resting his arm on your head as if it were an armrest), or with words ("Oh? Sorry, I didn't see you, you're too small.")

Furthermore, speaking of words, he comes up with every nickname having to do with short for you: "chibi" (small) or "chibi-chan", "my little one" (with great emphasis on little)...

However, if someone makes fun of you, he stands to his full height and glares at him: he's the only one who can tease you

If you wear his clothes, which are literally huge on you, he takes the opportunity to tease you about your height, but he only does it to prevent you from noticing his embarrassment; if you also puff out your cheeks or pout in irritation, he'll have to cover the lower part of his face with one of his hands to prevent you from seeing his deep blush

One thing that amuses him a lot is when you try to kiss him, but of course you can't do it if he doesn't lean down ("Oh? Are you too short to reach me, chibi-chan?" "Shut up and lean down so I can kiss you, dummy!")

Yamaguchi T.

If you play with his hands and compare them with your smaller ones, he'll melt and blush very heavily; nevertheless, he loves holding your hands, precisely because they're much smaller than his

When he sees you in his clothes, especially in his team jersey, he gets so embarrassed he has to put his hands in front of his face or hide it in other ways; the first time he saw you like that, he fainted for a few minutes and, after he recovered, he couldn't look at you for fear of becoming dazed looking at your cuteness

He'll also die of embarrassment if you grab him by the collar of his shirt or the tie to lower him to your height and kiss him

Although he's a really shy person, I think there are moments when he becomes more bold and courageous: one of those is if someone makes fun of you (really, he totally transforms into another person and yells at them you're perfect just the way you're)

Some are subtle moments where he playfully teases you, but he stops as soon as he notices you're offended or saddened; others happen when he spontaneously picks you up to help you reach overhead objects you can't reach on your own or when you kiss

Nishinoya Y.

Since he isn't the tallest, and sometimes he felt bad about it, he doesn't want you to feel uncomfortable or sad about your height: if you were ever unhappy due to that, he, unexpectedly serious, would take your hands in his, whispering softly to you you're perfect just the way you're

Instead, if he were the one who hurt you, he would literally kneel at your feet begging you for forgiveness

He loves when you see each other after a long time and you run towards him and jump on him, holding him like a koala; he always grabs and spins you around a couple of times, and then he kisses you

Since sometimes neither you nor he can reach objects too high up on the shelves, he lifts you up to get them; one day, he did a really stupid thing: he took you on his shoulders, but unfortunately he slipped and you both fell to the ground (obviously he broke your fall and you didn't hurt yourself)

One day, during the time out of a match during which he wasn't in perfect shape, he saw you in the stands cheering him on while wearing his jersey; from that moment on, in that match no ball touched the ground in Karasuno's field

Here we are: it's been exactly a year since my first post. I wanted to thank all my followers: thanks to all of you for following me, for reblogging, voting and commenting on my posts, thanks to you my account lives!

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chapter 2 : dreamy desserts ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

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you put your phone down and practically scream into your pillow. so many thoughts were racing through your mind. what if they don’t like your baking? what if they laugh in your face? what if they think your bakery is ugly?

you toss and turn in bed, trying to sleep. all you could think about was that suna. what was he thinking now that osamu had asked him about the whole situation. you know it’s really not a big deal, but you still want to punch osamu in the face for this. after another hour of tossing and turning, you ended up drifting off….

you woke up a bit earlier than your alarm, and the second you entered the land of the living again, all of last nights events hit you again. instead of sitting in your room sulking about it, you decided to get ready, taking extra time to pick out an outfit and to style your hair nicely. then you made your way downstairs and started working on some new pastries for your display case.

you look up after a few minutes after hearing a bang on your door. a bit annoyed you look up ready to shoo the pedestrian away, but instead a familiar face catches your eye. mr onigiri miya himself. a bit confused you make your way over to let him in.

“osamu? what are you doing?” “what’re YOU doing up so early bakin’?” he argues back, pulling up a chair to sit down and watch you head back to the kitchen. “i just figured i’d get up early and fill up some of these display cases” “with your hair and makeup done all nice?” he laughs, making you question your appearance, did you possibly go too far? “what do you mean?” you questioned “nothin’, you look cute though, special occasion or somethin’?” his worlds catch you off guard for a moment but you quickly brushed him off, finishing up some cookie batter. “nothings going on, i just wanted to dress up today” you shrug, still focusing on your baking.

“yer not dressed up for tsumu’ and sunarin visiting’, are ya?” osamu says slyly, catching you off guard. you were so off guard you accidentally dropped your entire container of sugar into your batter. this reaction practically confirmed samus suspicion.

before you even get the chance to argue, osamu speaks up “don’t tell me yet’ tryna impress my brother now, i’m way better than that goof” osamu says light heartedly smirking at you, in response you only scrunch your face up a bit and shake your head no.

“so tsumu was right… for once… ya’ like sunarin, don’t cha?” to this you put down all your baking supplies and give osamu your full attention “no, i do not like ‘sunarin’, i hardly even know the guy” you roll your eyes. you would be lying if you said you didn’t find him attractive though, but now doesn’t seem like the best time to admit that to osamu, who’s already been teasing you this entire time.

“geez sorry for askin’” he says defensively throwing his arms up in a surrendering motion. maybe your response was a bit rude. “hey here’s an idea!” osamu exclaimed, catching your attention once again. “let me buy you s’more sugar, since, y’know” he said motioning to the giant mountain of sugar piled in your mixing bowl. “that would be nice, but i buy a certain kind of sugar from a store pretty far from here” you admit, thinking he wouldn’t want to make that journey just for you. “how far, we don’t open fer another 2 hours, i might have time”

“s’ 30 minute drive”

“right, that’s fine, gonna go grab my jacket”

“wait! i’m coming too, just so you buy the right one” you grab your coat from the back room and run after him across the street. he grabs his car key and locks up shop. you make the treacherous journey up the street to the parking garage osamu parks in and slide into the passenger seat next to him.

“what’s so special bout’ this sugar that ya gotta drive 30 minutes to buy it for?” osamu questions. “i buy it in bulk there, also i’ve always bought all my baking equipment from that store, id feel bad betraying them like that” you frown fastening your seatbelt.

the car ride is pretty quiet for the most part, though it’s a comfortable silence. osamu’s radio also fills some of the silence. he gets to the baking supplies store and buys your sugar quickly before you both head back to your respective shops.

“thank you so much osamu! i’m sorry i made you go through all the trouble of driving out and paying” you say apologetically. “if i didn’t want to i wouldna done it for ya” he smiles, hauling the bag of sugar onto your counter for you. “i’ll swing by later with some of the guys, see ya soon, y/n” osamu waves, grabbing a macaroon on his way out.

you almost forgot about that while hanging out with osamu, you were gonna have to see suna again today, and now it looks like you went overboard with the hair and outfit you chose. so many thoughts ran through your head until one of your opening employees walking in snapped you back into reality. “morning, y/n!” she cheered grabbing an apron and making her way behind the counter to clock in. “good morning!” you say back continuing readying the shop for opening.

the day went by surprisingly quick, short conversations with your regulars, your favorite songs playing through the shops speakers, taste testing some of your employees new recipes, same old same old, not that you’re complaining. eventually it hits around 6 pm and you wonder when osamu and his friends were going to show up. you settled on not asking, since you didn’t want to seem desperate to see that guy again, but you were still curious, and honestly at this point a little bored. you decided to text your groupchat and fill them in on the lore they missed.

you put your phone down on the counter and head back to the front of the store. the sun is starting to set and you close in a little over 2 hours. maybe those guys weren’t coming by at all and you just got all worked up and embarrassed for nothing. just as you start to calm down, you hear the door swing open, followed by a familiar laugh.

osamu, atsumu, suna and another guy you hadn’t seen before. all you could do was awkwardly smile at them. this shouldn’t be a big deal, it’s just suna, it’s just like dealing with any other customer, you tell yourself. if it’s just like dealing with any other customer, why are your hands getting all sweaty, and why does your throat feel so dry, why do you feel so… embarrassed?

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Suna Rintarou x Reader Tags: GN!Reader, Fluff, Drabble

What's the best way to pass time that involves your crush?

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Today was supposedly a normal weekend day. A Saturday morning as you play online games with your classmates. This Saturday though was brimming with your teacher’s doze-inducing voice as she rambled about advanced chemical equations. Yet the atmosphere in the room was heavy. After all, Mrs. Nara will be giving a remedial test as almost all of the students in your class botched her last quiz. So right now, this room is filled with students who are struggling to stay awake, seatmates who are drumming their desks, and the sounds of pen-tapping on their notebooks.

Yet, there was Suna.

Suna, who was busy scrolling in their phone- one headphone tucked in their ear.

Suna, whom you are majorly crushing on since he transferred- sat right beside you.

Suna, whose original seat was in front of you, had switched with the Osamu.

It was too much for your faint heart to take. You just hope he does not see the redness creeping up to your ears.

Your teacher cannot fault you if you have zero lessons retained after today.

As the lecture went on, your eyes tried to steal a glance at Suna. Whether by conveniently dropping your ballpen at your right, looking at the window, or stretching your neck, you cannot let this opportunity pass.

At one instance, when you ‘accidentally’ dropped your ballpen (your blue pen this time!), Suna hastily crouched down. His long fingers snatched your ballpen before you could even bend down.

“I’ll get it,” he offered, fingers brushing off on one another before placing it on top of your desk.

“Thanks,” you whispered, trying to contain the giddy smile grazing upon your lips.

Your heart pickens up. But it was not from your fingers touching.

Your eyes widen as he leaves a crumpled ¼ paper. You scan around the room to see if anyone is glancing in your direction. Once you had made sure none of them was looking, you slowly opened up the paper.

Something’s on my face?

You sucked a short breath.

This was the first time you guys talked without it being school-work related.

You know in your mind that this was also a moment you should seize. He initiated a conversation; the fates must have been showing you signs. It’s not like you have poured a small coin into a wishing pond for this moment to spur. Totally not!

So your eyes roam towards your right.

Suna’s face was still glued under his desk. It was at the count of 3 seconds where his face rose, green slanted eyes meeting yours. His eyebrows quirked up before gazing at the strip of paper on your fingers. His eyes met yours again that goads you to write back to him.

Feeling resolute, you crumpled the letter inside your hand. Flipping your notebook to the back, you were about to write back to him when the phone in your pocket suddenly rang loud enough for Mrs. Nara to hear.

All heads snapped back at you.

“Well Miss (L/n), kindly answer that outside,” your teacher kindly stated. 

Your face heats up, and you avoid eye contact with the rest of the class as you skirted away from your desk and brisked until you were near the corridor of your classroom.

When you picked it up, you were surprised to be bombarded with screeching noise.

“Y/n! Tell Samu that he is DEAD to me!”

“Why would you call me for this Tsumu?!” you exasperatedly shushed.

“Cuz Samu won’t answer his phone so yer the next best person to relay this to him!”

You can hear a shuffling of boards on his background.

“Oh my god…don’t tell me you’ve overslept?”

“I wouldn’t be if he woke me up!” he yelled as a slamming of the door was heard behind him, “I told him I have a volleyball practice today!” 

You rolled your eyes fondly.

“You know Tsumu, I was having the time of my life there and you just happened to interrupt me,” you exclaimed, still in a shushed manner.

“What are yer on about? Who the hell is having fun with Mrs. Nara’s lecture?”

“Apparently I am today so…bye!” You slammed the end button on your call.

Before tucking your phone, you immediately put it into silent mode. As you headed back inside, your mind was churning cogs on what to reply to Suna. He clearly caught you staring at him. So, as you sat down beside your chair, careful to avoid anyone’s eyes, you started writing in your notebook. 

It was just a coincidence. Don’t think too much about it.

Tearing the small written portion, you bide your time until Mrs. Nara turned around and quickly slipped the folded paper onto Suna’s desk.

You tried copying the written equations on the board as you tapped your foot repeatedly, hoping to try and calm your nerves.You silently hoped that Suna did not notice the way your hands trembled when you passed on the notes.

Suddenly, a bulging eraser was placed on top of your notebook. Inside the eraser’s cover, you can clearly see the folded paper. Well that was fast.

Carefully extracting the paper, you quietly unfolded its content. What you read made you stifle a laugh.

Sure, you just ‘coincidentally’ glanced in my direction five times already.

When you looked to your right for the nth time today, you can see that Suna was smirking on you. One of his hands was tucked in his pocket while the other was ‘writing’ down notes. You went back to compose a cheeky reply.

Maybe I just like looking at the view :).

When you confidently passed him the note this time, you saw that Osamu caught you passing notes to Suna. The younger twin just looked between you two before shrugging it off.

Your heart raced as you anticipated for Suna’s reply. It was nerve-wracking but the excitement from the note-passing with him filled you with a newfound energy for this day. One thing is for sure though: You will just have to catch on to the re-taught lessons later at your home.

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sixteen - covering my ears (wc : 972)

she's strolling through the aisles of the convenience store, her head pounding from one drink too many last night. she has pieces to finish for her exhibit in two weeks, pieces she promised herself she’d work on today, but the thought of picking up a brush right now feels impossible. she’s on a mission to find taiyaki to cure her hangover, but she’s walked the store front and back three times and still hasn’t found it. she’s about to give up when she feels a light tap on her shoulder. she jumps, her heart nearly leaping out of her chest. she silently curses the gods above before turning around to discover… atsumu's mom.

“hi sweetheart!” mrs. miya greets her, her voice warm but just a tad too loud for yn’s hungover brain to handle. “fancy running into you here!”

she blinks, rubbing the sleep, or lack thereof, out of her eyes to make sure she’s not hallucinating.

“mrs. miya? hi. yeah… small world.”

“small town.” mrs. miya corrects with a smile. “you look tired, dear. late night?

yn hesitates, “something like that. just... overdid it a little.”

“ah, to be young. and recovering with snacks, i see,” mrs. miya teases, eyeing the chips and energy drinks in the girl’s basket.

yn laughs awkwardly, “yeah, it’s a science. how are you?”

“great!” she chirps, but then pauses, it’s clear she’s dying to say something. “listen, i don’t want to overstep but… did you and tsumu have a fight? he’s been really down lately, and he changes the subject whenever i ask about you.”

yn freezes, the guilt suddenly hitting her like a truck. she uncomfortably shifts her weight on her feet, staring at her hands like a kid in trouble. “kinda.”

“i’m sorry to hear it. do you mind me asking what happened?”

yn swallows hard, unsure of what to say. she glances up at her and something about the woman’s reassuring presence cracks her defenses. she doesn’t know why, but she starts talking.

“it’s been a rough few weeks…” she admits, her voice barely above a whisper.

mrs. miya reaches out and places a soothing hand on yn’s shoulder. “are you sure you’re okay, sweetie?”

a lump forms in yn’s throat. she tries to shake it off but ends up letting out a shaky sigh instead. “i didn’t mean to… hurt him.”

“i‘m sure you didn’t, dear,” she replies, her voice kind as ever, holding back her questions to not sound too nosy. “sometimes life just gets messy, but talking to your mom always has a way of making things better.”

yn hesitates for a moment before the words slip out, “i’m not exactly close with my mother.”

they've never been close, and yet, in moments like these she can't help but want her mother. who she could have been, who she should have been. and it's frustrating because she knows that she shouldn't, that she doesn't have any reasons to want her, to love her, to want her mother to love her, in fact she has every reason not to. she knows that she's doing so much better without her in her life. but when something goes wrong, there's this small, childlike voice in her head that wishes she had a mom. she wishes her brain could accept that she'll never have that. and she feels like she'll be perpetually grieving the loss of her mother, the loss of the relationship with her mother, even though she is still alive.

“oh honey, why’s that?”

she takes a deep breath, her fingers gripping tightly the handle of her basket. her gaze drops to the floor as she feels her eyes sting, tears brimming in the corners. “it’s just- she always made me feel like i wasn’t good enough, no matter how hard i tried.” her voice falters. she leaves out on purpose her mother’s complicated relationship with alcohol, and her tendency for cruelty, not wanting to burden mrs. miya too much.

“family can be complicated,” she continues, gently, so kindly that yn’s not sure she deserves it. “not everyone is meant to be a mother, and not every mother knows how to show love the way their child needs.”

she mumbles, looking down, embarrassed. “i don’t know why i’m telling you all this.”

mrs. miya replies with a warm smile, “because you need someone to tell.”

yn lets out a small laugh, wiping her eyes quickly before anyone else in the store notices. “you’re really nice.”

“i’ve made my share of mistakes, dear. i try to learn from them. and i think you’re doing the best you can.”

“it doesn’t feel like enough.” the words tumble out before she can stop them. she shrugs, trying to mask the ache in her chest. she feels like she keeps messing up, and everyone around her is bound to realize that she’s a burden too heavy to carry for long. they have every right to be pissed at her, and she’s not sure why they keep putting up with her. and atsumu, there’s no way he’d want anything to do with her if he knew the truth. she feels cornered, by her actions, her lies, and the weight of it all is becoming far too much for her.

mrs. miya studies her for a moment before speaking. “sometimes it won’t be, but that doesn’t mean you stop trying.”

yn hesitates, taking in what the woman just told her, but doubt still lingers. “do you think i should talk to him?”

“that’s up to you, dear. but if you think there’s something worth fixing, don’t let fear stop you.”

yn’s shoulders relax a little and she nods, “thank you.”

“anytime. and get some rest, these energy drinks can only do so much.”

yn laughs a little, waving at mrs. miya as she heads off to the next aisle.

fun facts

hinata was the one who suggested staging an intervention

yn's been spending most of her time at her studio painting, at least she's more inspired than ever

she felt awful after seeing atsumu's mom and it brought back the guilt she had been trying to ignore

kiyoko doesn't care about the gc but she's worried that yn won't forgive her for her words

she thinks noya's plan won't work but she's at a loss for what to do

actually, noya is the only one who thinks his plan's gonna work

yachi's already written her apology for when yn finds out and kageyama is planning on buying her drinks to earn her forgiveness

author's note

before this i didn't know what "armchair psychology" was, who knew writing fanfiction would be bettering my english

the written part was supposed to be much shorter but i got too self indulgent oops

next part is going to be eventful eheh and we're getting close to the end👀👀

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The Pastry Shop Girl- Prologue

Credit to the artist who created this picture, whoever you are, this is simply amazing!

Timeskip Miya Osamu x Reader; Timeskip Miya Atsumu x Reader (undecided)

Genre: fluff

Warning: grammar mistakes

Keywords: enemies to lovers, dare, challenge

A short description: Dear reader, take my hand as we dive into the drama of the year! Miya Osamu, a semi-popular restaurant owner decided to have a one-sided beef with the daughter of the neighbouring pastry shop, who happens to be a polyglot, hence attracting his potential foreign customers there. So what should he do now? Call the devil, aka Miya Atsumu, who lives for a good challenge. What would happen now?

A quote from the fanfiction:

"All the English words he had trouble pronouncing rolled out of her lips so naturally, other times he heard her talking in what seemed to be perfect German with all the “ch” spelled like a native. Her tone completely changed when she was talking in French, deepening her voice, pressing the “e” to come out sounding more “oui” if it made sense, and her Russian was just amazing. Osamu was in awe of her ability, but was also crazy mad. How dare this girl steal away his customers?

So the plan was born...

~ Miya Atsumu was someone who could like a good challenge occasionally. If someone said: “You can’t do it” the faux-blondette laughed in their face and said: “Watch me”. Hence trouble, like a good friend accompanied him, making his life spicier. Upon reading his brother’s text, his lips curled into a devilish smile for two reasons: Osamu asking for help? OSAMU? His ice cold brother, who has always been mr. “I know what I’m doing, stop interrupting me, ‘Tsumu”?"

The city of Osaka has always been bustling, even at night- especially then- when the people who have been working late could finally go home, but before travelling to their places they must stop and fill their stomach at the new restaurant that’s been advertised everywhere: Onigiri Miya. Started out as a small stand where the owner prepared various types of onigiri- it has become a restaurant; a very successful one actually, and now the place operates with more than ten employee plus Miya Osamu- the owner. Coming from Hyogo prefecture, the twin brother of Miya Atsumu- a famous volleyball player, currently playing for MSBY Black Jackals- adorned with his sweet and simple Kansai dialect, the man was a pleasant addition to the ever-so-lively city. However, under his calm demaneour, the black haired man was restless, like an active volcano, ready to erupt and melt everything that’s around him. The reason? Oh, where should we even begin?

After moving to Osaka, the younger twin had trouble finding a place where he could start his own business. He had studied, worked hard, and was not afraid to start anew, yet seemingly the people of the city seemed to be ignoring him. Which was natural, considering that Osaka was full of restaurants, why would people even choose his? That’s when inspiration, like a muse, kissed him on the lips and then success followed: first he moved to a more popular part of the city, where a lot of tourists might saunter. Of course, the idea was good, but then Osamu quickly realized that it was no wonder that he was put in class 1 during his highschool years, as he could hardly communicate with the foreigners. He could understand some Chinese, Korean and a very little English but was completely lost upon hearing French, German, Thai or Spanish. Fortunatelly, he got enrolled in various language classes, downloaded applications that were designed for Japanese people who had trouble understanding other languages, and after a few months Osamu at least could somewhat communicate with foreigners. But his success was overshadowed by the neighbouring pastry shop, owned by a family native to Osaka, and whose daughter happened to be a polyglot, driving Osamu’s potential customers there. The man was not enthusiastic to say the least.He sweated blood and tears, stayed up late, perfected his already perfect onigiri and lo and behold, comes a girl, barely in her early twenties, who’s not even a cook or a baker, yet she’s attracts people, like a bazaar monkey. (His words, not mine)

All the English words he had trouble pronouncing rolled out of her lips so naturally, other times he heard her talking in what seemed to be perfect German with all the “ch” spelled like a native. Her tone completely changed when she was talking in French, deepening her voice, pressing the “e” to come out sounding more “oui” if it made sense, and her Russian was just amazing. Osamu was in awe of her ability, but was also crazy mad. How dare this girl steal away his customers?

So the plan was born...

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Miya Atsumu was someone who could like a good challenge occasionally. If someone said: “You can’t do it” the faux-blondette laughed in their face and said: “Watch me”. Hence trouble, like a good friend accompanied him, making his life spicier. Upon reading his brother’s text, his lips curled into a devilish smile for two reasons: Osamu asking for help? OSAMU? His ice cold brother, who has always been mr. “I know what I’m doing, stop interrupting me, ‘Tsumu”? The second reason being: he was single. Painfully so. Honestly, because of his job as a professional volleyball player, it was hard to find time to date, and truth be told, the blonde man was kind of lonely. He finally reached the “old” age of twenty nine, when one night hits did nothing to him. Many of his teammates has settled with a spouse and children, or at least pets of some sort. Atsumu however spent his nights binge-watching old action movies, that he has seen at least sixty times already. And counting.

Osamu’s text sat there on read, while he was wheezing out of his mind. Finally, after many hours he decided to reply: “Count me in”. Not even asking for more information about this girl, who he should “seduce”, nothing let it be a surprise. Is she ugly? Is she annoying? Who cares. There is a challenge around here and Miya Atsumu will not back away.

Like a fox planning his next move, excitement was filling his blood, the man was about to hunt, and his prey was a girl, who he hasn’t even met yet. It’s been months since the man felt such a thrill. Women were so easy to persuade if one throws in the “pro athlete” card. He could say the most blatant, utterly disgusting shit and they’d still pull their underwear off. It was boring, almost disappointing. He kind of expected the same reaction from the pastry shop polyglot girl, who got under his brother’s sleeves.

Oh how wrong he was!

[malereadermaniac]

૮ • ﻌ - ა Late Night Talkin' ~ Atsumu Miya x Male Reader

Word Count: 780

Plot: FwB -> Lovers???? (;¬_¬) One-sided feelings (Atsumu) -> reciprocated feelings

Warnings: Reference to NSFW but no actual smut / MDNI!

You met Atsumu when you became the manager of Inarazaki's team

You two clicked quite quickly, with flirty banter and the two of you being able to hold a conversation pretty well together

Sure, you did find the blonde hot, but never anything more than that... orrrr so you thought.

"Oi blondie! Stop shouting at your teammates!" You shout from the sidelines as Atsumu kicks off when Suna fails to block a ball

"ITS NOT MY FAULT HE SUCKS ASS!" Atsumu shouts back as he points at the boy

It came as a shock to you when Atsumu made a move on you after having too much sake on a school trip

The two of you were on the floor of the bedroom when Atsumu leaned over to you, held your chin in his rough hand, and sloppily shoved his tongue down your throat

So once he sobered up, the two of you came to an agreement - friends with benefits.

A great solution for you, but Atsumu definitely still has some feelings for you

The best part is that because you're still friends after Atsumu fucks you until your ass is bruised, you two lay in bed together and talk about anything and everything

"Do you ever think about the future, [Name]?" Atsumu asks, looking over at you, his hands behind his head showing off his muscles

"Yeah, all the time haha... I worry about it a lot, but I also Fantasise about it" you say with a chuckle, looking the blonde in the eyes

Atsumu blushes at the intimate eye contact

"Oh yeah? About what?" He asks with the friendliest yet most flirtatious tone he could

"If I want kids or not, marriage, jobs, houses, boring shit haha..." you chuckle

"What about you, Blondie?"

"Pretty much the same, I'm pretty dead set on a lot of things though"

"Oh yeah? Like what?" You ask with a smile

"I'm definitely going to be a pro-volleyball player, I'm not working some shitty office job..."

"Haha! Like that's gonna happen" you laugh, hitting Atsumu's shoulder with the back of your hand in laughter

"Oi! I'm so good at Volleyball! You should know Mr. Manager" Atsumu shouts in offense

"Yeah you are, to be fair you have a good shot at it..." you mumble, staring at the ceiling

"I'm not too sure on kids, marriage is a definite for me though... what about you?" Atsumu looks over, admiring you with gentle eyes

"Ummm... yeah I go back and forth with the idea of children, I don't need to get married - but if my future boyfriend really wants to, I would go along with it hehe"

Atsumu watches you as you ramble quietly, he loves your voice, your body, and your personality, and he fucking loves the way your eyes drift from his eyes to his muscles to the point that you have to drag them back

"But yeah... I'm quite scared of the future..." you admit as you end your mini-rant

"Yeah, I get you... But I know one thing's for certain..."

"Yeah? And what's that, 'tsumu?"

Fuck he loved it when you called him that

"I want you in my future for as long as possible, [Name]..." he says as he turns his head to you, looking lovingly into your eyes

Silence fills the room for a split second

"Haha... Don't say things like that 'Tsumu!" You blush a dark colour as you swat Atsumu away with your hand

"Why not?" He jokes with a smile, but he's worried on the inside

".... 'cause I might actually fall for you" you mumble

"Please do, [Name]!-" Atsumu says with passion in his eyes as he grabs your hands in his

"- I've said it before and I'll say it again. I love you, [Name]"

"Shut up, Blondie!" You blush more and laugh

"No! Why don't you want to admit to yourself that you like me back!" Atsumu shouts, frustration now taking over

"I... I don't know...my last relationship didn't go very well so I guess I just don't wanna get my heartbroken again..." you mumble, tears pricking the sides of your eyes as Atsumu'a grip tightens on your hands

"I promise you, [Name]... Even if it kills me, I won't ever break your heart" Atsumu's usual tone is fully gone, replaced by a serious and passionate tone

"Okay... I like you 'tsumu, I probably even love you. But gimmie a little while longer?" You plead with the blonde

"Of course... Now wanna go for a second round, Mr. Manager?"

"You horny fuck... Yes I do"

[meowrimo]

if you were to, who would you ship your moots with 🎤

thank you so much for asking me !! why did this just turn into me gushing about their selfships. anyway, thanks for indulging me with this :’)

@seiwas - iwaizumi !! he adores you so much, you’re such a ray of sunshine and i think he’d always look at you so fondly hehe !! everytime i see you post about him i can just see how much u love him and i just know that he loves you just as much !!!

@tetsument - why, mr kuroo tetsuro ofc. you guys are soulmates and my otp hehe this man loves you sooo so so so much, you’re all he talks about <3 he’s always there to squeeze you as soon as he gets home from work and he’s such a lil cuddle bug with uuuu !!!

@logicaltribbles - OIKAWA . it just makes sense . giggling bc for some reason i picture you guys playing fortnite and ur kicking ass (per usual) while he’s shooting at the sky but seriously you guys just fit together so well i will always picture you together <333 MWAH

@eussstasss - eustass kid !!! anytime i see this man on my screen i think of you hehe he’s so protective of you, it’s so endearing T^T and in my head yall are always coordinating fits now so ofc i gotta ship yall together 😋

@heart-of-trafalgar - LAW. and that’s final. “love changes you” 🥰 i know i give him the most shit but you guys are everything to me :((( i love your dynamic and i think yall just get each other — it makes sense ! forever n always !!!

@oooohno - okay i’m going with smoker rn BC BC BC !!! you guys would be so adorable together. you making this 6’10 man blush & kick his feet is everything to me (i caught him once and he told me he’d drop my bounty if i didn’t tell anyone … whoops 😔 …)

@gojipink - childe :3 tbh i need to pick your brain about you and him 10x more but i love your vibes together hehe he seems like he’s so sweet around you , giving u lots of affection :’) you’re his lil treasure !! and i feel like he’s supa protective over you <3 just wants to give u the world !!

@likelilacwine - SATORU . it has to be said . i always love seeing your selfship art and im like “this is canon., yup yup yup” the love you guys have makes my heart melt and i honestly ship you guys sm i had to go with him :’) (but u and this new man …… also a contender and i’m looking forward to watching bsd so i can cheer yall on)

@hwaitham - of course i ship you with ur haithie:3 you guys feel like that couple that’s been together for years n years and still look at each other with so much love everyone in the room can feel it . such a power couple that everyone looks up to ! and the way he looks at uuuu 🥹🫶 my faves my faves my FAVES !! ᰔ

@zorosprincess - kazie pls i ship you with sm people ur so lovable . but my mind always goes to suna for you teehee i think you guys have the best banter and such a fun & teasing dynamic but also can just chill with each other and vibe ! (law and zoro are about to throttle me for not picking them so im also throwing them in there to avoid injury & bc i love yall sm)

@reverie-starlight - tsumu. always gotta b tsumu :3 you’re such a fun person to chat with and i feel like he’d be sooo so drawn to u !! just thinkin about how big he smiles at you whenever you come to his games .. yeah <3 you and tsumu are such an adorable couple !!

@quinloki - ooooh it’s gotta be sabo <3 idk why but in my head i just see yall together hehe i feel like you guys have the same sort of free spirit vibe and would flow together so well !! a dynamic duo !! we love to see it <3 im def going to be stopping by soon to ask u more about him hehehe

@a-girl-cant-decide-on-a-name - taps chin. honestly there’s a few i’d wish to ship you with hehe but i think im going to say osamu !! i think you guys would gel so well together. both have laid back and easygoing attitudes and supa easy to talk to ^_^ but also i wanna toss bakugo in HEHEHE

@dark-mnjiro - HI LEE ! okay so i know ur all about adam these days so ofc i ship you with him teehee but also … why am i wanting to ship u with oikawa 🤭 i think you’d be so cute together !! if u don’t like him pls pretend i only said adam <3 /lh (also i need to pick ur brain for your selfship with adam more bc i need to know more !!)

@kentopedia - don’t hate me …. don’t block me … but sanji. LISTEN ! you and nanami are everything to me, you’re mrs nanami after all. but sanji needs his moment .. he’d spoil you to no end, shower you in so much affection, cook you all the yummiest food !!! he’s lana coded and he’s YOURS. runs !!!! (plus we can double date hello 😔🫶)

@kissingojo - obviously my first pick is gojo bc hello !!! ur literally kissing him rn hehehe <3 but ive seen you talking bout dabi on the dash lately 😏😏 so i kinda wanna ship you with him as well hehe i will be dashing to ur inbox soon to pick your brain about him >:3

@mochimooon - jean !!!!! hello !!! soulmates <3 this man absolutely worships the ground you walk on and he’s going to prove himself to you everyday, he loves you so much !!! i see ur name and think of jean , so it’s absolutely meant to be !!

@satorena - and if i say zoro ……. 🤭🤭 listen . i’ll never forget yall together . you guys are such a hot couple PLS the IT couple ! ofc i ship you with gojo as well but zoro says he’s not afraid to fight .. so uh 🍿🍿 let’s sit and enjoy the show, shall we ? 😌

@crisae - SAE SAE SAE ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ you guys are literally famous to me . international superstar couple . everytime i see art of you and him i have to wipe a tear bc it’s like my fave celeb couple were seen out & about being cute & in love . i’m ur biggest fan okay 😔🫶 forever shipping u with him !!

@bokutone - MARI !!! HELLO !!!! i ship you with bokuto ofc teehee i think you guys are lil balls of sunshine and i wanna tuck u both into my pocket for safekeeping hehehe ᰔ this man always gives u the biggest hug whenever he sees you, doesn’t matter if you’ve been apart for a few minutes or days !! he’s there with open arms !!

@tetsuskei - i ship you with all ur faves actually so !!! they’re all obsessed with you. but forever holding you kuroo and tsukki close to my heart !! MY BABIES !!!! the poly couple that stole the show <3 but also you and ace are so precious to me .. 🥹 and I WILL NOT FORGET U AND TENDOU EVER !!!!

@bby-deerling - ZOROOOO !!!! (but also … i’m looking at you and law) BUT you and zoro are SO CUUUTE !! whenever i read your posts about him i just :’) bc your love for each other is so palpable and you can see how much you care about each other !! waaah i love yall sm :3 !!

@txmxkis - you already know im gonna say kuroo >:3 !! how could i not !! you guys are so perfect !! idk why but when i think of you guys i always think of you guys on some lil adventure, exploring new places in the city but also in nature hehe & always laughing n giggling together yup yup !!! <3

@xianyoon - WRIOOO !!! oh you and wrio are just sooo so adorable . whenever i see him i think of you now hehe also thinking of you being a lil mermaid and wrio just absolutely falling head over heels for you… AS HE SHOULD !!! ik when i finally meet him in genshin im going to be sprinting to you and tellin u all about it !!! ᰔ

@zorosdimples - zoro :3 !! oh myyy how could i not !! <3 you two are a tale as old as time and just compliment each other so well !! he’s picking u up rn and bringing you in his lap for a lil snooze , literally refuses to nap without u !! but also can we talk about you and yuuji teehee you guys are so adorable and i can’t stop smilin when i see ur lil pfp !!

@suashii you and sunarinaaa <3 LMFAO (had to use that nickname im sorry) but you guys are soulmates actually it would be a crime for me not to ship you guys !! but don’t tell him that i’ve been shipping u and kaeya lately … i think you deserve ur knight in shining armor and kaeya is more than ready to deliver !! (suna is shopping for armor rn btw.. he might need a reassuring smooch)

:3 - okay. ik you didn’t like the post (i think) but i love u and the world needs to know i ship you with BOKUTOOOOO !!! you and ur tinky :’) oh how he adores you. i love you guys so much and i love whenever you come talk to me about him !! mwah

[osamusriceballs]

The Accident - Part XIV

Atsumu x fem reader

Warnings: Alcohol

Words: ~ 2.3 k

About: Meeting Atsumu- not in the way you planned though >.&lt;

Part I II -> Next Part

"How would you feel about maybe going out tonight? Hinata and Kageyama will be there too. They would love to see you again, y/n!" You press the phone against your ear and listen to Yachi's cheerful voice while you get a glass of water. "I'd rather stay at home, if that's alright with you." Yachi breaths out deeply at your reply, and you embarrassedly scratch the back of your head.

"That's okay. Is it... because you're still thinking about him?" She carefully asks, and your heart skips a beat when your thoughts drift to him.

She's talking about Atsumu, who still hasn't tried to contact you after more than a month- and you still stalk his Instagram every day, kind of hoping that he'll notice you. A part of you finds yourself very pathetic for that, but you know that you'll let him go eventually. Or at least you hope that you'll be able to. You still feel a pang in your heart whenever you receive a letter addressed to "Mrs. Miya" or when you look at the diamond ring that you finally put aside in a box in your nightstand.

"A bit, yeah. But it's not because of him. I'm just a bit tired. I'll probably go to bed early today."

She hums and hesitates for a second. "If you need me, or if you need to talk about him again, you know that you can always reach out to me, 'kay?" You smile fondly at her words, her concern for you making you feel a bit more at ease, because you know she'll always be on your side. "Thank you. Have fun and say hello to Hinata and Kageyama!"

"I will!"

You both say goodbye, and then you end the call. A relaxing night with a good TV show and a facial mask sounds just perfect to you. And this also might help you to get Atsumu off your mind.

xxx

The shrill ringing sound of your phone wakes you in the middle of the night, and you're alert when you blindly reach out for the phone and see the contact's name.

Osamu Miya is calling

You remember when he had given you his card back then at Onigiri Miya's while Atsumu was using the restroom, just in case anything ever happens, and you had saved his contact without giving it much thought but never reached out to him. Why would he call you in the middle of the night?

You hesitate but finally take the call.

"Hello?"

"Y/n? It's Osamu. I know you probably don't wanna talk to me too, but can I ask for a favor?"

You're in shock when you hear his familiar voice, even more so when you hear his request. "Uhm... what favor?"

"It's about—ya know. Tsumu. He's... kinda unstable ever since ya ignored him. I wanted—" You frown at his words and can't help yourself but to interrupt him.

"Wait a second. What do you mean ignored him?"

You sit up straight in your bed, all your fatigue gone instantly. "The message he left last week? Listen, I get it, he is an idiot, and he is a little pain in the ass, I wouldn't listen to him either."

You blink confused, having no clue what he's talking about and he seems to interpret your silence as agreement.

"Forget it. Y/n, the favor. Can ya come over at Onigiri Miya's? He's drunk and dumb, and I can't do this anymore. I don't know what'll happen if he keeps up with that attitude."

You hold your breath while you listen to him, and your jaw drops at his words. "I- I don't know what to say. If you really need me, I'll come. I don't know if I can be much of a help though."

"Yes. Yes, we need ya here. Ya need a taxi? I can get ya one." He is quick to offer and you hear him sigh in relief.

"Uhm... yes, that would be good. Thanks." You hear a loud shout in the back and the sound of a shattering glass and flinch subconsciously. Osamu curses and yells something inaudible before you hear him clearly again.

"You're welcome. Thank ya for helpin' me out."

"Uhm... sure? I Shouldn't you call his girlfriend though?" Osamu yells another time and you nervously fidget with the blanket in your hands.

"His girlfriend? Wait. Ya actually met her? No wonder ya never tried to reach out. Forget that freak real quick, just come here. He can explain that whole thing to ya."

You stay silent and then nod. This might be the only way for you to find out what really happened back then. "Okay. He'll have a lot of explaining to do, though."

"Sure."

You nod and hang up the call to get off the bed, your whole body feeling electrified. You definitely wouldn't have thought that you'd meet him so soon- leave alone tonight. But thinking about how you've been feeling during these past few weeks, you know that you need this. You need to talk to Atsumu Miya, and you need to talk to him tonight.

xxx

You take a deep breath when you finally stand in front of Onigiri Miya. Not exactly how you expected your Saturday night to go, but here you are. At 2:10 am.

You hesitantly reach out for the door and pause. How will he react when he sees you? Has Osamu already told him that you'll come? How will you react when you see him? You push the door open with sweaty palms and you're met with a sight you did not expect.

Atsumu is sitting at the counter of the restaurant with Osamu standing right next to him, both of them yelling at each other and Osamu wildly gesticulating and throwing a towel. You spot two bottles of beer behind them on the counter and you're pretty sure that they are both from Atsumu. They both don't seem to notice you, still too absorbed into their fight.

The door loudly falls shut behind you and both suddenly stop yelling—not that you could even get a single word—but the sudden silence is almost awkward. They turn to you, and they both just look at you like you're a ghost, without saying anything. You wait for a few seconds, but can't stand any more awkwardness when the silence stretches longer.

"Uhm... hello?"

Atsumu suddenly gets on his feet and approaches you, and you stand there frozen when you see his red-rimmed eyes and the way he's almost stumbling while trying to reach you. Before he gets even close to you, he suddenly falls to the ground, his feet clumsily tangling with each other.

"Atsumu!" you quickly get closer and kneel next to him, concern evident in your voice, and he heavily gets on his arms and lifts his upper body just enough to look at you. You stare wide-eyed at him, your hands hesitantly reaching out for him but pausing mid-air while you look down at him.

"Y/n?" It sounds a bit slurred, and you nod with a frown.

"Yeah." You awkwardly stare at him while he clumsily takes a seat on his ass, his eyes now shining happily while he watches you. "I missed ya." You force a smile on your lips that you hope doesn't look too bitter. He pinches his eyes together, and one of his hands comes to your cheek—almost slapping you, and you flinch a bit when he leans a bit closer, the strong alcohol in his breath evident when he exhales deeply. "Ya don't look happy." He looks sad while he watches your face, and you suddenly feel tears in your eyes. "I'm... you hurt me, Atsumu." You know that he is intoxicated, and that he is in no state to give you a proper answer, but you still needed to get this off your chest.

"Hurt?" he echoes, his eyebrows furrowed while he's trying to understand your words. "Don't wanna hurt ya."

You nod and gently take his hand to remove it from your cheek and hold it. He looks kind of cute sitting there on his ass, and you simply stare at him, a part of you wanting to cry while another part wants to yell at him, but you just stay silent.

You hear someone clear his throat and look at Osamu standing behind him and watching you both attentively. "Don't wanna interrupt, but I wanna go home. I couldn't get him to leave tonight. It's gotten worse since last week. Since that message he left ya."

"What message?" You frown and direct your attention to Osamu. He raises an eyebrow and gestures towards Atsumu. "The one in which he pathetically asked ya to talk to him?"

You shake your head. "I didn't get a message from him."

"Oh." You look blankly at Osamu, and he looks blankly at you. Atsumu's hand suddenly tightens around you, and he whines cutely. "Y/n! Talk to me- yer here for me!" Osamu rolls his eyes and sighs deeply.

"I'm sorry. I was just so annoyed, couldn't stand him. It's fine if ya don't wanna give me a hand here."

"No, I can... I can help you out. What do you want me to do?" You try to ignore how your skin prickles where Atsumu starts to rub circles on the back of your hand, something that feels surprisingly way too intimate for you.

"Can ya help me get him home? I can get ya a taxi or- wait. Do you have a driver's license?"

You nod, and Osamu smiles happily. "Ya wanna drive his car then? Don't worry about the insurance, it's all good. You're officially married after all." He snorts at that and grabs Atsumu's bag to search for the keys. "It's only fair that ya get to drive his damn car then."

Your eyes go wide when you think about driving Atsumu's luxurious car, but you know that Atsumu does not live too far away, so you hesitantly nod, thinking about how nice Osamu has always been to you and how you want to help him out of this misery. And since you're already here, you can at least help him get Atsumu back.

You turn to Atsumu and try to smile as sweetly as you can. "Atsumu? Will you come with me then?" Atsumu seems to have a hard time understanding what you want from him, but finally nods and grabs your hand tighter while he tries to get on his feet. Osamu is quick to come from behind and to pull on his shoulders until he's fully standing, and you raise your brows when you see Atsumu barely pulling himself together. "I'll help ya get him in the car. I need to close the store; will you manage on your own after that? You can call if you need me."

You nod wearily and watch him carry Atsumu basically to the front door, when Atsumu starts complaining. "Y/n, come with us—" he whines and grabs your hand tighter, and you actually smile a bit when he's pouting adorably. "I'm here. Don't worry."

It feels like an eternity to get Atsumu in the car when he calls for you every few seconds and wants to make sure you're still with him, but Osamu finally managed to get Atsumu on the passenger seat where he starts snoring after a few moments.

Osamu sighs and rubs his eyes. "If he's not waking up when yer at his place, ya can call me. I'll take care of him then."

You nod and take the car keys with a slight hint of nervousness. You're just glad that the streets are basically empty at this time, so it should be fine for just a few minutes of driving. And technically, you're still his wife, so this should be fine, even if you scratch it accidentally. Osamu looks at you and nods, and you grab the keys tighter. "Thank you." Osamu opens the car door for you, and you slowly get on the seat. "I really appreciate it. Yer gettin' a free meal when yer comin' to Onigiri Miya next." You softly laugh at his comment and nod. "I'll come back to that offer."

He grins and yawns tiredly. "Drive safely."

You turn on the engine, and you wave at him. "You too. See ya."

"See ya."

xxx

The ride went smoothly, and you couldn't be more thankful when you finally park the car in the spacious garage. Atsumu has simply been snoring next to you, just mumbling a few inaudible things every now and then and the streets were basically empty at this time. You exit the car and open the door on his side, softly shaking his shoulder. "Atsumu? Can you come with me? Atsumu?" You coo, trying to softly wake him up, and he finally opens his eyes, still groggy and sleepy. "Y/n?"

"Yes, it's me. Will you come with me?"

He seems to have a hard time understanding what you want from him again, but he nods.

"Come here." You wrap Atsumu's arm around your shoulders and desperately pull him with you, and he finally gives in and lets you take him out of the car. "Y/n... missed ya. Yer gonna stay the night? Ya can have my bed. We can share. Share with my pretty- wife." He hiccups, and you take a deep breath to suppress your feelings. He sounds so genuine and cute, you almost want to believe his words. "Come on. We can talk about that later."

You have no idea how long it takes you to bring him to the elevator—more like drag him to the elevator—but you sigh in relief when you press the familiar number, even though the elevator has brought you so many painful memories by now. He mumbles some barely understandable words in your neck, his weight heavily resting on your body while you pull him with you as soon as the doors open.

"Come on, we're almost there."

"Hmm... coming." He lulls, following your direction, and you both finally make it around the corner—only to find someone already standing there. A familiar face that you hoped to never see again.

"You?"

[cerisesakurainspring]

Some headcanons for Haikyuu, starting off with our famed pairings (platonic or romantic, whatever you make of it) @crazyyanderefangirlfan this is for you 🌼

Fukurodani 🦉

Bokuto: This man can cook 3 star Michelin worthy dishes. He'd actually be able to point out the ingredients of a dish he has tasted for the first time. Food is all he'd talk about with Samu having forgotten Tsumu's existence when the Jackals hang out at Onigiri Miya.

Akaashi: we all know he's an intellectual lad, and sometimes the cogs of the brain just get stuck from time to time. To relax, he'd play the piano. A habit he's carried forward from childhood. I'd like to think his family owned a classic Bechstein at home. Just imagine his hands delicately tickle the ivories on a decades old piano.

Karasuno 🐦‍⬛

Kageyama: is a philanthropist. He donates a portion of his earnings as a pro-player and volunteers whenever he can. You'd see his photos feeding the less fortunate and teaching them volleyball circulate online but he'd never post it himself. A fine humble gentleman.

Hinata: he won't be a sunshine baby if his energy isn't as bright as his orange hair. He's as sweet as chocolate and warm as the sun. (He inspired Kags to do volunteer work) He'd collect trinkets like shells, fallen leaves, etc. He's definitely a boarding pass collector (think train passes, planes ferries etc)

Shiratorizawa 🦅

Ushijima: speaking of collecting, Mr. You-shouldve-come-to-shiratorizawa is an avid collector of sailing ship miniatures. The moment you enter his home you'll see his treasured collection right away, his largest ship hanging from the high ceiling of his living room. Even his gym space would have those wooden ships displayed on the wall.

Tendou: Okay, so he would've learned to speak French, and living in a country in Europe would've presented him many opportunities to tour around the continent. Of course, he'd have developed many friendships with the locals. (Hence why his chocolates sell out fast because his shop would be their first visit in France) I also bet you Ushi's ship collection that Tendo learned silly and cursed words in 200 different dialects in cursive Satori way.

Seijoh 🌿

Iwaizumi: The man could sing. He's someone who would write songs about his crush, an absolute romantic. He could play the guitar. He's a can-do-it-all, you'll-never-find-another type of man.

Oikawa: has dimples on both cheeks. One side is deeper, and the side that's shallower only shows when he grins happily. Also, he could dance. Elegantly. Not hip-hop dance but waltz. And I say this again. Bachata.

Nekoma 🐈

Kuroo: you think Oikawa is a flirt? This man is a male version of a clever minx. A smooth talker I say. He'd use his body stature and looks but still in respectful way. A clingy baby for sure

Kenma: I think this is a worldwide headcanon we can all agree on. He'd be a "sugardaddy." Not in an immoral way, but this man will buy you anything. You say in passing that a famed 5 star spa resort in Switzerland is pretty cool. Next thing you know, you're in his private jet flying over the Swiss alps.

[seiwas]

who would you ship ur moots with?!!

hi nonie! 🥺 thanks for dropping by!! oh gosh this is a tough one!!! (i have a lot of moots too 😭) let me go through the list!! (it got really long sorry omg)

@andypantsx3: ANDY AND SHOUTO ANDY AND SHOUTO i will shout it at the top of my LUNGS!!! 🥹

@augustinewrites: gojo but i think megumi would be so cute with augustine too 🥺 atsumu or iwa as well!! depending on the mood 🥺

@avatarofstars: mimi and satoru cute cute!!!! 🥺

@bluebird-in-the-breeze: i think shouto and birdie would be so cute ngl 😭 but izuku and birdie would be inevitable, yknow?

@c4ssiopeias: i think of bakugo when i see nova but i also think nanami would be so sweet 🥺

@crysugu: DILTO DILTO DILTO (i'm joking) of course it is none other than 24/7 boyfriend suguru 🥹 (kita now recently too 🥹) (atsumu formerly. maybe in another universe.)

@culturity: idk who blade is but kady loves em so i will love them for kady too 🫶🏻🥺 (if i had to pick from jjk based off just vibes tho... i think... kady would be so cute with yuuji 🥺)

@em1e: emmie would be so cute with suguru PLS 😭 i love the way they write him sm (this is also completely random but kenMA?????)

@firein-thesky: crying bc i associate cielo with hawks so much but also there is satoru but deep down in my heart i think cielo'd be so cute with megumi 🥺😭

@fushisagi: one of my fave tsumu fics is written by ci 😭 so ofc it's tsumu!! 🥹

@gardenofnoah: oh i would love to see bea with nanami 🥺 (but bea's bakugo is also so incredibly soft, kiri feels cute too 🥺)

@getoluver: suguru with angie ofc 🥺 they would be the softest, cutest, purest love ever 🥺

@grim-gril: ofc for riri there is satoru but i'm also feeling major yuuta vibes AND IDK WHY 😭

@hyomagiri: oh ellie would be so cute with satoru or tsumu 😭 i think the energies would match like crazy!!

@itadorey: i think suguru and inez would be so cute 🥺 (tbh tho can u rlly get suguru without satoru...)

@izukusloves: i always think of izuku when i see kc 🥺

@kedsandtubesocks: oh erika and satoru would be so cute, so playful, would make me feel so single... 🥺 but also... nanami and erika... mmm it is doing smth... giving a warm home, domesticity, love 🥺

@kentoangel: of course it is none other than mr. nanami kento. of course it is. choso is close but (for now) mr. kento wins 🥺💗 (such an attractive couple mhm)

@kissxcore: satoru def but also kuroo??!? or oikawa... also iwa... maybe the entire seijoh4???!!? bring me with you alexis 🤧

@konigbabe: moni and satoru 🥺 would be so adorable i think!

@mididoodles: is it weird to say i ship midi with their irl partner... UGH the recent doodles midi made of them were so cute 🥺 they are so cute 🥺

@mimiriko: miriko and suguru would be cute 🥺 but i think shoko would be hot too omg i saw miriko talking abt her recently...

@mintmatcha: either aizawa, nanami, or makki/mattsun for mint omg 😭 (i think makki/mattsun humour would be so fun with mint tho 😭)

@mitsies: ofc it's satoru 😭 but also.... yuuta is looking very MMMM 😳

@naosaki: gojo but also i like the idea of art with yuuji??? omg i think it'd be so cute 😭

@noosayog: i don't talk abt bllk much but i think isagi and noos omg.... yes.... and since noos also loves tobio i can't help but support!! 🫶🏻 but isagi... omg

@pastelle-rabbit: this should not be a question. IT IS MIRAKEI. it is only mirakei forever and ever. keigo and amira keigo and amira forever and ever 🫶🏻

@prettyiwa: ix is my favourite iwa writer so 😭 it would be a disgrace if i didn't say iwa 🥺

@princess-okkotsu: is this even a QUESTION. IT'S YUUTA OFC. it has to be. it's the only answer actually. (sometimes megumi too tho... 😭)

@saetoru: literally not even a question 😭 it's gojo sa(e)toru 😭 tee knows and loves him in a way i could never

@satoruhour: either satoru or suguru for t!! i think their energies match & the banter would be so so fun 🥹

@selarina: ngl sunarin bc he's rina's icon 😭 bUT ALSO i think rina and megumi would be so cute 🥹

@seravphs: gojo is an obv one but i think it'd be cool to see sera w college!megumi 😳 (also wanna see sera w atsumu lowkey... college!shouto would be cute too 😭)

@shdous: satoru but also... lately i've been thinking nanami for ej too 🥹

@saintsugu: ezra and sugu!! ezra and sugu!! 🥺

@soumies: megumi megumi megumi PLS 😭 so so cute (nanami and osamu too in another universe but. MEGUMI) i think he and soph would be so cute together fr 🥺 THE perfect bf.

@stellamancer: deep down its bakugo (hihi 🤭) but unfortunately That Man (gojo) wins for now 🤧

@strawberrystepmom: is this even a QUESTION!!! satoken ftw 🥺 satoru and kendall are so so cute!!

@suashii: sunarin 🥺 but also!! sua's bakugo is so soft!! and i also see suguru 🥺

@threadbaresweater: the way i am fully obsessed with lin and nanami oh god 🥺 there would be so much love and warmth and just home in them i think 🥺

@todorosie: i support the sorin shouto ship 🥹 but also smth about sorin and nanami feels just so!! so!! romantic aaaah

@twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat: ari and i will die on the satoru hill. we will protect that man with our whole BEINGS. pls. no one gets him like ari 😭

@ufo-ikawa: um. OIKAWA OF COURSE?? ari and i are already planning double dates bc it's impossible to get one without the other 🤧 (in another universe we go for the miya twins unfortunately)

@utahimeow: gojo but also kuroo and TBH TOBIO TOO 😭😭😭 and kenma... and... maybe the entire hq... omg char i can't pick...

@vagabond-umlaut: sukuna feels like a cool match!! ✨

@willowser: is this even a question. OF COURSE it's bakugo. OF COURSE it is. every time willow posts rbs/posts him i get SO GIDDY. i love the way willow loves him 🥺