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I imagine atsumu to be like LaMelo Ball 😭😭 ik they the same fr

[mattsunny]

hoodie.

summary: when you break up with someone, you’re not exactly supposed to hold onto the other person’s belongings, right? you know it’s the case for most situations. so why is it that you can’t let go of something of your ex, miya atsumu’s? it’s just a stupid hoodie, isn’t it?

pairing: miya atsumu x fem!reader

genre: exes!au, college!au, exes to lovers, fluff, some angst

word count: 6.3k

a/n: inspired by the song ‘hoodie’ by heyviolet! <3 hope you enjoy!!

taglist: @mirakeul @kimkai-is-my-man @jeannie-beannie @camcam1617 @lvrkuroo​ @kookie-doughs​ @mellowknightcolorfarm​ @waitforitillwritemywayout​ @toworuu​ @miyalove​ @erinoikawa​ @satosimp​ @ochabby​ @miyadarling​ @kac-chowsballs​ @jeannie-beannie​ @crapimahuman​ @perqabeth​

you know it’s wrong. even though the thought is pushed to the back of your mind, you still know. yet, you still manage to draw yourself back to that same stupid sweatshirt and you couldn’t place your finger on why.

it’s like compulsion; before you cam even think, you’re reaching for the piece of clothing and letting it swallow your figure, bringing you a shameful sense of comfort. maybe it’s the sense of welcomeness, the fact that it’s always there, just waiting to be worn. or maybe it’s the sense of home, or rather, hiraeth; the desire and longing for a home that doesn’t exist or no longer exists.

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WOW THIS WAAS AMAZING

Tug of war 

pairing: miya atsumu x f!reader  genre: fluff, minor angst  warnings: none  wc: 3k+

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a/n: haven’t been here in a while cos i’m still finishing my kita longfic (it’s coming along, i’ll be back soonish!) so i thought i’d drop this fic in the meantime :) this fic is a combination of the requests i got for my milestone event - (atsumu, declaration of love, childhood/best friends to lovers, argument) 

You meet Miya Atsumu when you move to Hyogo at the age of four. 

He and his brother greet you with dirt streaked faces, and you realise they’re the irrepressible Miya twins your neighbours whispered to your parents about. Twin terrors, half-feral, tearing up the neighbourhood with their mischief, driving the more judgmental neighbours to madness. You hear about a prank involving frogs and torn pink dresses, another neighbour swears she came home to see both boys hanging upside down from the tree in her front yard. Your parents should have kept you away from them but you’re their only child, more inclined to savagery than dainty tea parties, so they let you run wild, run smack into them on the playground. 

“I wanna play with you”, you shout defiantly, ducking under the slides to chase after them. 

Osamu agrees almost immediately. He’s sweeter than his twin, politer too, but Atsumu only groans. 

“A girl’s just gonna slow us down”, he whines loudly, sticking his tongue at you. 

“I’d beat you in a race”, you challenge as his eyes narrow. 

“Deal”, he answers, flying off immediately as you screech at how unfair he bloody well is. 

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THIS IS THE CUTEST THING

CLUB STUPID [EXTRA: there’s a pretty girl in our kitchen]

PAIRING - suna x fem!reader ft. suna rizu aka the little sister :)

GENRE - crack + fluff

warning - just grammar and spelling mistakes lol + y/n cuts her finger + y/n is implied to be really short + suna is a bit ooc but that’s because he’s a simp for you <3

wc - 7k

SYNOPSIS - Club Stupid, an anonymous podcast meant for the dumb and dumbest to send in unspoken and nonsensical thoughts about issues they face in their day to day lives and for Y/n to speak out and give her opinions and feelings. Normal feelings though, nothing romantic like how she thinks this lazy guy with questionable hair in the volleyball club is actually pretty cute.

a/n: bringing this baby back because we recently hit 5k notes :D this is also my peace offering for my sudden absence on this blog LMAO sit back and enjoy as we catch up with suna and yn as well as witness whipped!suna 

[Somewhere at the start of December]

“I don’t understand”

“Don’t understand what?”

“You’re the one who failed your test, why am I the one buying groceries?”

“Because I paid during our last date”

“Rin, I’m helping you study. Does this even count as a date?” 

You looked down at your hands that were holding bags full of ingredients you needed to make some sukiyaki. With the boys being on break from volleyball, Suna had texted you after school asking for help to review for a retake on a test he failed. 

You had to take a double-take while reading the text because, Suna? Studying? Willingly? A rare combination.

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AWWW

[8:05 PM]— MIYA ATSUMU

Atsumu— the poor boy— grew up the trouble child. He was devilishly handsome, even as a small kiddo— the grannies at the park always loved pinching his cheeks, and the girls always wanted to hold his hand.

But then there was Osamu, the real dazzler, the one who stole the hearts of grannies, and girls, and pta moms alike, too sweet for his own good. And like a real dazzler, true to their nature, he was two-faced. The sweet grin that spread across his little cheeks quickly turned into something of a smirk when their mother turned her back.

Contrary to popular belief, it wasn’t Atsumu who gave Osamu more trouble as a child. In fact, it was the complete opposite way around.

“Miya Atsumu, didn’t I just tell ya not to touch the cookies? We have to take them to the dinner party!”

“I didn’t eat one ma! Promise,” Miya Atsumu, six years old, insisted, glassy eyes staring up at his mother as she rubbed her temples.

“Atsumu, I’ve had quite enough of ya today,” she warned, holding a finger up as she scolded him. “If I have to get onto yer case one more time, yer goin’ to bed early, ya hear?” His mother turned her back and marched off before Atsumu could speak any further, making small tears of frustration run down his puffed-up cheeks. From the distance, he heard a snicker come from the very cause of his distress.

“Stupid Osamu,” he growled, watching as his brother ate the last bite of his cookie, crumbs dusted all over his face. Miya Atsumu, from his ripest days, was pronounced the trouble child— but not many knew that it was wrongfully so.

But unlike his mother, and the grannies, and the pta moms, and the little girls, you saw right through Osamu’s facade, seeing him for the mischievous little gremlin that he was. And Atsumu, though he never cared much for making friends, liked you. You were good, you were nice, you saw Osamu as stupid Osamu too, and you always picked Atsumu’s side, always rushing to defend him against his younger twin.

“He hit me first, ma! He did,” Osamu cried, cheek burned red with a hand mark across it. With tears running down his face, he pointed at his equally as distraught brother, whose hair was tousled and shirt was wrinkled from when he’d been tackled.

“Nuh uh! I didn’t, ma! He hit me, he’s lyin’!” The woman looked between her two sons, unsure of who to believe, both good suspects of being the instigator. But, just as she was about to speak up, another voice rang through, a small body running up to Atsumu and grabbing his shoulder.

“Stop it, Osamu! You hit Atsumu first, I watched!” And just like that, for the first time ever, Osamu didn’t get away with his little scheme, finally being the one to sit in the timeout chair like he rightfully deserved.

“See! Y/n saw! I didn’t, ma! He’s lyin’!” From the side, Atsumu felt a hand grip his own, squeezing gently and making him turn his head. Looking at you, he noticed the soft smile you gave him, almost like you were telling him it would be alright. And with your soft little grin, and the warmth of your tiny hand, Atsumu’s tears finally slowed some, a smile spreading across his own face that someone finally didn’t see him as trouble.

“Stupid Osamu,” Miya Atsumu, twenty-three, grumbled under his breath, slamming his phone down on the dining table where he sat. Turning to look at him, you furrowed your eyebrows, stepping away from the pot you were cooking dinner in.

“What did stupid Osamu do this time, baby?” Huffing, Atsumu let you guide his head to your stomach, arms wrapping around your waist as you rubbed up and down his shoulders.

“He’s bein’ mean again, y/n,” he pouted, but his lips quickly turned into a grin when he felt you kiss his forehead sweetly.

“Osamu’s always so mean to you,” you pouted playfully. “Been watching him bully you since we were little kids.” Years. You had known Atsumu for years. You’d watched him grow from a tiny boy, one that barely reached your shoulders, to a tall man, towering over most in his path. And likewise, he’d watched you grow over the years too, the sweet child you were had grown into someone much more radiant, much more beautiful, someone who never failed to make his heart flutter and his mind ease.

Atsumu knew he loved you from a young age— perhaps it was that one night when you both were twelve, you’d stayed for a movie and spilled soda all over the counter, the two of you laughing in hysterics as you cleaned. Or maybe, it was that one day you spent the whole day tutoring him in math when you both were sixteen, helping him catch up after all the stuff he missed while he was sick. Or, and he thinks this is the likeliest of the possibilities, it could’ve been that one time when you were six, when you’d defended his pride, no more than a wee little child, running to his defense like it was second nature.

Atsumu, though he was sure he didn’t know what love was at the tender age of six, couldn’t deny that he’d looked at you differently from that day forward. He’d realized something. You saw him differently. You saw him as though he was only one there, like the world faded, the edges becoming blurred as all that focused was Atsumu. As though he was the center of your universe and the whole expanse of it too, like he was built to stand before you and guide you through it all, one grasp of your hand, and a little tug in his direction all it would take to get you to follow him.

You saw Atsumu as the beginning and the ending, the middle, and even the epilogue too, you couldn’t picture a story where he didn’t feature as your other half. You could only envision the entirety of the plot that was your life to be entangled with the plot that was his, a new story written in between the seams of your own, bleeding onto a blank canvas that was meant to be hung for all to see.

You saw Atsumu much, much more than anyone else did, you’d seen through every facade, every lie, every empty smile, and had dug out the truth, holding it before him with an outstretched hand, offering him a place by your side as you embarked on his journey with him, never leaving him to be on his own.

And, most importantly, you saw Atsumu as Atsumu, the devilishly handsome little boy on your block, the twin brother of stupid Osamu, the volleyball loving jerk who had a soft side if you looked, the dorky guy who flirted like he was in middle school, the shy man who held the door open for you but looked away when you’d say thank you, the sweet boyfriend who folded your towels into little roses, and the trouble child who wasn’t actually the trouble child— the one that you’d befriended, eventually falling hopelessly in love with.

Next to you, Atsumu was a lot of things, but his favorite was that he was yours. He was your Tsumu who did nothing wrong— you’d watched yourself, he was innocent. Next to you, Miya Atsumu was so much more than even he gave himself credit for, and he’d be damned if he didn’t offer you the same.

“Y/n,” he whispered, looking at you as the warmth of the setting sun kissed you through the window, lighting up your skin a thousand different shades of ethereal— to him, you were always ethereal.

“Yeah?”

“Ya gotta promise me somethin’.” With a smile, you nodded, gesturing for him to continue.

“Ya gotta watch me forever okay? Who else is gonna pick my side when ‘m up against stupid Osamu?” With a soft giggle that was music to his ears, and an even softer kiss to his lips, you cupped his cheeks, bringing him as close as you could.

“Of course, Tsum. I love you.”

THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE A 500 WORD DRABBLE LMAO I GOT CARRIED AWAY

[mattsunny]

a literal masterpiece

run away with me | requested by 👑 anon | 14.2k

▭ pairings: atsumu x fem!reader, suna x fem!reader

▭ tags/warnings; love triangle sorta, royal au, fluff, childhood friends to lovers, arranged marriage, unrequited love (suna’s end), happy ending, prince atsumu, baker!reader

▭ synopsis; fairytales just aren’t meant for you. when atsumu’s arranged marriage comes sooner than you expected, you lose all hope in a romance with your prince charming, but suna has always been there for you in ways you never thought of. what happens though, when the prince proposes to run away with you instead?

▭ author notes; i changed the req a little bit i hope you don’t mind! and this is my first royal au so i hope you guys enjoy it & i know it’s a little lengthy but thank you every one of you who gives this a chance, i enjoyed writing the plot, feedbacks are welcome & reblogs are appreciated! <3

Clear, warm, honey brown eyes; it had seemed to pierce through your soul, even way back then, intimidating you if only for the fact that you felt they could see right through you. Feeling transparent was not something that you were used to.

Of course, you were only five then.

Quiet he was, as he stood at the back of the bakery while you snuck some bread into a brown paper bag, careful not to disturb your mother or let her see you, letting her tend to the customers outside. If she had seen you try to sneak bread to giveaway for free you would have never heard the end of it.

Curious eyes followed your form as you hurried from corner to corner, trying to get him the best-sellers that your mother so carefully placed at the top shelves. After all, the best tasting bread are needed in dire situations, especially when the boy is so visibly upset, with puffy red eyes and disheveled brown hair.

“Here,” you had whispered, holding the bag out to him.

Inside were at least five pieces of bread, and if people saw you they might think you’d been overdoing it, but they didn’t hear how loud his stomach rumbled when you found him wandering around the market.

The grin he flashed at you was almost as brilliant as his eyes, you felt as though it had the power to blind you with just a simple smile. Still, you found him hesitating after accepting your kind gesture, as though he had something he was too afraid to say.

“What is it? You can tell me,” you encouraged.

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[mattsunny]

i literally love him so much i cant get over it

Miya Atsumu: ceo of cute fists

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CONGRATS ON 5K U DESERVE IT BAE!!!! Can I request Suna with “Are you mad at me?” “Isn’t that obvious?” + “You didn’t give me a goodnight kiss.” + “We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.”

THANKS BAE OMG

5K EVENT

Suna sat with his arms crossed, staring at you from across the table as you ate, not sparing him a glance. He’d had a long practice, and he even stopped on the way to get your favorite ice cream, there was no reason for you to be ignoring him for this long. With a deep frown and furrowed eyebrows, he reached across the table, grabbing your plate and sliding it to his side. Your eyes widened, staring at him in disbelief. He’d be the death of you.

“Rintaro—”

“Rinnie,” he instantly corrected. Narrowing your eyes, you pursed your lips at him.

“You hate that nickname.”

“I hate having no nickname at all more. So Rinnie it is,” he huffed. It was almost amusing, watching your boyfriend try to keep up his usual attitude while still indulging himself in the “coupley things” he used to hate so much. Smirking, you shrugged.

“You don’t deserve to be called a cute nickname. Starting now, till you’ve redeemed yourself, you’re Rintaro.” Glaring at you, he began to pick at your plate, taking a bit out of your food. “Rin—”

“I got you ice cream, and I said I was sorry. Are you mad at me? Still?” You tilted your head, as if to mock him silently and ask what do you think?

“Isn’t it obvious?” Groaning, Suna slumped into his chair, head thrown back as he pinched the bridge of his nose. If he wasn’t the death of you first, then you’d be the death of him. But he supposed he enjoyed that more than he cared to admit.

“Okay, but I’ve been extra nice to you after that argument haven’t I? And technically you started it—”

“Rin,” you warned.

“But I mean, I did finish it, so I’m to blame too,” he quickly saved himself. “But come on y/n! Now you’re just dragging it out. Last night we went to bed, and you didn’t give me a goodnight kiss!” Giggling, you finally let go of your angry resolve. Not that you were actually angry anymore, you just wanted to see how long you could’ve gone before he’d lost his mind.

“Awww baby, do you have nightmares when I don’t kiss you goodnight,” you mocked, making him raise a brow. Turning his head indignantly, Suna scowled.

“So what if I do?” This time you broke out in pure laughter, making him slowly grin at you too. Standing up, you made your way to his side, leaning down and kissing his forehead sweetly. He hummed at the gesture.

“If it makes you feel better, I sleep worse when I don’t kiss you goodnight too.” you whispered, fingers carding through his locks as he pressed his forehead to yours.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Pulling away, you chuckled as you came to a realization. “We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.”

“Gross. Never mind, I don’t want goodnight kisses anymore.” It was time for the second round of his silent treatment, it seemed.

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I LOVE

love me not | miya atsumu

— in which miya atsumu is always confident; but not when it comes to you

↳ pairing: miya atsumu x gender neutral! reader

↳ genre: sfw | fluff | rated g | mutual pining au | idiots to lovers au | 

↳ word count: 1.6k+

↳ warnings: fluff | atsumu is out of character because of you lmao

↳ love letter: ahhh here’s my first haikyuu drabble!! my last headcanon did surprisingly well and i’m so happy you all enjoyed it hehe :)) i hope you’ll enjoy this one as much as i enjoyed writing it! also, if you’re interested my requests are open for two weeks in lieu of my 1000 follower special drabble game (please do feel free to send in some requests hehe). see you all in the next darabble and let me know what you think about this one! feedback is highly appreciated!!

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If you could ask anyone in Inarizaki High to describe Miya Atsumu in one word, perhaps the most common adjective you would hear would be ‘confident.’

And you wouldn’t even be mad, because it was true.

Miya Atsumu was a very confident man. 

He held his head high, carrying himself with such grace and prestige, and he had every right to. He was a brilliant setter, one of the many keys that unlocked the infinite potential of Inarizaki’s Volleyball Team, and one of the reasons why they were such a powerhouse school in the nation. 

His passion for the sport burned brighter than anyone, and it translated to his talent and work ethic as well. Sure, he was loud at times; and more often than not, for an outsider looking in, one might call him cocky. He was cross with fangirls who ruined his serves and was way too confident in his abilities for his own good. 

But that was only from an outsider’s perspective. 

Anyone who knew him on the inside, whether his twin or teammates, even to the occasional opponent who would quietly observe his mid-rally bursts, would understand that Miya Atsumu was a child who simply loved volleyball.

And that made him confident about everything that had to do with it. But if there was something that Miya Atsumu could say for sure (even if he didn’t want to admit it) that he wasn’t confident in?

Well, it would, without a doubt, have to be you. 

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THE MEMORY PROJECT [MASTERLIST]

Synopsis -

Imagine waking up in a hospital room with no recollection of the last eight years of your life, only to learn that you’re married to your worst enemy.

Y/n and Peter find themselves forced into a marriage after an accident erases all their memories of being together, leaving them frustrated and confused. It simply isn’t possible that they could have fallen in love with each other - and what was this Baby Project everyone kept telling them about?

How much can amnesia steal from you after all - you will soon find out that it is a little more than everything.

What follows is absolute hell in the form of a domestic life as they struggle with the loss of their loved ones after The Blip, and find balance with the new family they’ve built over years.

An unexpected turn of events tear you apart and some crucial choices need to be made, some which can change your lives forever and not for the better. With a husband who hates your guts and a clueless daughter by your side, will you be able to face the biggest challenge of your life?

Status - COMPLETED

Pairing - Peter Parker x Stark! Reader

🏅Winner of The Holland Fic Awards best dad! Peter category

A/N - this is a sequel to my fic The Baby Project, and a lot of things probably won’t make sense to you if you haven’t read it before starting this one, but it isn’t completely necessary. You can read TBP for better understanding of this fic and to catch all sneaky references if you want to :)

Chapter 1 - The Painful Predicament

Chapter 2 - This Roof Over Us

Chapter 3 - The Overlapping Lives Of A Shorty And Her Asshole

Chapter 4 - Glimpses Into The Past

Chapter 5 - Old Ghosts

Chapter 6 - Big Changes

Chapter 7 - False God

Chapter 8 - The Aftermath

Chapter 9 - Trip Down Memory Lane

Chapter 10 - Calm Before The Storm

Chapter 11 - The Memory Project

Chapter 12 - A Series Of Unfortunate Events

Chapter 13 - Old Fights

Chapter 14 - Worry

Chapter 15 - Big News

Chapter 16 - Epilogue

[mattsunny]

Hi! Any good Stark!Reader recs?

Hey there!

Okay, a little fun fact about me, I am such a hoe for stark!reader fics it’s not even funny. They are the best kind of peter fics

First, the superior stark!reader fic, the ‘far from you’ trilogy written by @hey-marlie. If almost 5k notes on the masterlist post is not enough to convince you then let me tell you how I adore that story. It’s perfect, it’s just perfect. I love averything about it, I am in awe of all of the work that has been put into making this fic as stunning as it is. Please, give this a try, I am sure you’re gonna fall in love as hard as I did.

‘the baby project’ and ‘the memory project’ by @angel-spidey - is enemies to lovers the best trope ever wiritten? yes, yes it is. And those two fics are enemies to lovers at its finest. Absolutely love this story!!

Incredible series that I am currently reading is ‘dancing with our hands tied’ by @justeclipseblogs. Have I mentioned I love enemies to lovers yet??? Becasue I do!! This fic is only 3 chapter in but I adore it so much already and I am very excited to read more!

Also this amazing one shot by @strawberrytom 💖

Oh, and this one by @kelieah​, love this one so much!

And this one and this one (!!!!) by @peterbenjiparker​!! (also go read invisible string!!! it’s not stark!reader but it’s amazing and i will plug it everywhere :)))) (honestly you should just go to town on M’s masterlist cause it’s 🔥🔥)

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THE BABY PROJECT [MASTERLIST]

Synopsis -

It is a known fact that Peter Parker and Y/N Stark don’t get along, and stories of their spats are famous in Midtown High. Y/N hates how Peter is polite to everyone but her and he despises the fact that you are aways ready to fight him for the tiniest of issues.

The Baby Project comes along and ties these two rivals in a frustrating, tension filled deal which can’t be broken because what’s at stake is something they’ve both been vying for. Valedictorian position.

But Peter’s got his issues and unbeknownst to him you’re struggling with your own demons, what happens when the Avengers decide to meddle with your relationship? Chaos, pure chaos and maybe, just maybe a little bit of love.

Status - COMPLETED

🏅Winner of The Holland Fic Awards best fic and best enemies to lovers category

Chapters :

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Epilogue

Moodboard by @the-crazy-fanfictionist

[mattsunny]

as a desi myself, thank you so much for this :)

Happy Diwali, I Like You // p.p x reader

A/N - aaaah Happy Diwali everyone, here’s a short fluffy drabble for all desi fic lovers and @spideygirl2003​‘s request, hope you like it angel <3

Synopsis : The Avengers surprise you with a Diwali celebration and Peter decides now is the best time to confess his feelings to you.

Peter’s breath hitched when you walked out of your room, and he could pinpoint the exact moment when his heart stopped beating. It was when his eyes fell on the most exotic pink skirt he had ever seen, your belly button peeking out hidden by the sheer dupatta you had draped over your chest.

Mr Stark and the others cheered and you blushed furiously, your shimmery golden eyeshadow matching the intricate lacey designs on the skirt, your hair cast down in beautiful waves. He loved how red your cheeks went whenever you were given attention, and forgot he needed oxygen to survive until you met his gaze.

“How do I look?”, you breathed, nervous and fidgeting with your nails before him.

“P - pretty… Really, really pretty”, he mumbled, his eyes glazing over, “I - you look like - like a princess.“

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hi can u write a blurb about y/n and peter is bestfriend and then y/n wanna put on eyeliner on peter. She sit on his lap and peter got all flustered bc he hv a crush on y/n? sorry if this is confusing, english is not my first language

you’re fine love!! and this is a really really cute idea thank you 🥺

you’d recently been thinking about how attractive it is when guys wear makeup. you can blame tiktok because of all the hot ones with nail polish and glitter eyeshadow on there. peter being your best friend and a guy, your thoughts naturally went to him. what would he look like with makeup? you asked him if you could put some on him when he came over today.

he wasn’t so sure about it at first. he’d insisted that he couldn’t pull it off, that you’d be wasting your products and time. you tsked at him. “have you ever actually worn makeup?” “well, no. i- i just-“ he stammered, your lips pulling into a wicked smirk. “can’t know until you try it, then.”

there was no way out now. peter can’t resist you as is, but it’s eight million times harder when you look at him like that. that’s how you ended up in between his legs, poking at his eyes with a brush.

“hold still, peter!” you laugh despite your frustration as he once again dodges your attempts. he’s sitting at the edge of your bed. you’re on the floor, reaching up for him. “is... is that thing even clean?” peter studies the brush, eyebrows furrowed. “i literally just opened it. you watched me,” you huff and dip it back into the black liquid.

you’re not a monster. you aren’t trying to give him pink eye or anything. you just think he’d look... good in eyeliner. ok, maybe you’ve pictured this moment before. being face to face, not an inch of space separating you while you brush your thumb over his cheek and paint his eyelids a different color.

bestie goals, right?

“does it hurt?” peter murmurs, watching you scoot closer to him on your knees. “because i saw this one video of a girl doing her eyeliner and she got it in her eye and it covered the whole thing. like, it was completely black. she couldn’t even see,” he continues to ramble on while you giggle at his question. you pat his thigh with a smile to yourself.

you don’t answer right away, just looking up at him and his innocent pout. he squints at your expression. it’s teasing, like you know something he doesn’t. “did you watch it too? i think it went viral.” breathing out another laugh, you sit on your thighs. “yeah, peter. i’m not gonna do that to you, though.” a breath of relief passes his lips. “unless you keep moving.”

“y/n.” he whines and throws his head back. not that he doesn’t trust you, because he trusts you with his life. all his secrets, his weird habits, to know about his crime fighting alter ego. this isn’t any of that. he’s worried you might accidentally blind him at some point during his makeover.

you tilt his chin down to you with two fingers, his skin immediately getting warm. “can we try again?” your tone is gentler and less terrifying this time. peter nods, which nuzzles his face further into your palm. he’s not so scared anymore. still nervous, only because you’re touching him like this. you go back in with the brush and he closes his eyes.

he almost doesn’t want to, so he can watch you work. the moment feels very intimate. it’s silent except for the little concentrated hums you let out from time to time, you running the eyeliner carefully across his eyelids. your thumb absentmindedly caressing peter’s chin calms him. a tiny smile graces his features as he feels your upper half rest against his knees.

peter has to see you right now. he can almost picture your face scrunched, eyes focused in on him and him only. he’s so blissed out he forgets the whole point of this is that you’re doing his eyeliner. so, you obviously aren’t happy when he peeks an eye open and smudges the nearly finished makeup.

“i said no moving!” you scold him and get up from the floor. peter frowns in confusion as you stand over him. he hopes he didn’t piss you off for real. “wait, are you-“ “you leave me no other choice,” you sigh before climbing onto the bed. more specifically, onto peter. your legs are wrapped around his waist, you grabbing his chin and finishing up his eyeliner.

this time, peter is glad his eyes are closed because they would’ve popped out of their sockets otherwise. you’re acting like this isn’t the biggest deal in the world when it certainly is. a girl is in his freaking lap. a really special girl, one he likes so much it hurts to breathe around her.

you use your nail to straighten out the smudged eyeliner. his whole body is tense, hands reaching for you but not quite making it. “you good? i didn’t hurt you?” you ask softly and cap the eyeliner. he looks like he’s in pain. really, he’s still in shock that you are in his lap. you’re fanning at his face now to dry the eyeliner.

“no, yeah. i’m fine. we just haven’t been this close before,” peter explains, you grinning even though he can’t see it. “do you like being close to me?” your words give him a burst of confidence. a desire to show you that he does, that he wants you to stay right where you are and never leave. peter finally sets his hands on your hips and pulls you closer.

“yeah, y/n/n. i love it,” he rasps, you putting your own hands on either of his cheeks. “you can open now.” you move back slightly to see the finished look, which is hotter than you imagined. two basic swipes across his eyes that he makes look like art. he wears your own makeup better than you do.

you’re admiring peter’s pretty face while he smiles lazily at you. he subconsciously licks his lips, which leads you to say what you say. “think we should do lip gloss next,” you mumble and trail your fingers down his cheeks. “yeah? how come?” he rubs his thumb across your hip. you return his smile from before.

“so i can kiss it off.”

[mattsunny]

More Peter Parker x Reader recs (and some Tom Holland)

https://tonydadisbestdad.tumblr.com/post/614407486636802048/sweet-rage

https://spider-pxrkers.tumblr.com/post/614489543747436544/joke-about-loving-you-never-peter-parker-x

https://waitimcomingtoo.tumblr.com/post/614508842268622848/far-from-her

https://ahriatxt.tumblr.com/post/614712736814940160/a-kiss-with-peter-in-the-rain-late-into-the-night

https://moonstruckholland.tumblr.com/post/614689951330828288/heyyy-ive-to-say-that-im-obsessed-with-your

https://turning-dreams-into-chaos.tumblr.com/post/615999282513854464/you-over-her-request-hello-i-was-hoping-i-could

https://angel-spidey.tumblr.com/post/616848450788720640/happy-pp-x-reader

https://chaoticpete.tumblr.com/post/611616470698491904/masterlist-this-is-all-of-my-work-in-one-place-for

https://galaxy-parker.tumblr.com/post/185294660255/if-i-cant-have-you

https://ahriatxt.tumblr.com/post/621655843875799040/four-proposals-th

https://moonlit-imagines.tumblr.com/post/625042989050363904/peter-parker-masterlist

https://dahliaspidey.tumblr.com/post/186867728307/old-married-couple-pp

https://tales-of-spring.tumblr.com/post/625254603899994112/delicately-peter-parker-x-reader

https://dearspacepirates.tumblr.com/post/184193070366/sparks

https://ptersmj.tumblr.com/post/628291856665542656/hey-so-thank-you-for-writing-about-social-anxiety

https://ahriatxt.tumblr.com/post/628560714867589121/for-soft-sunday-can-i-get-a-peter-parker-blurb

https://immajustreadwritereblog.tumblr.com/post/628799466717265920/runaway-prince-tom-holland

https://samhollandssweaters.tumblr.com/post/630905450183950336/shelter-from-the-rain

https://iamthecabbage.tumblr.com/post/631227766059270145/friendly-friends-peter-parker

https://waitimcomingtoo.tumblr.com/post/631813780693794816/pairing-deafpeter-parker-x-reader-requested-by

https://marvelsswansong.tumblr.com/post/186935658606/angel-duty

https://asonofpeter.tumblr.com/post/632420926597873664/cuddles

https://starlight-parkers.tumblr.com/post/162758756850/being-tony-starks-daughter-and-dating-peter

https://starlight-parkers.tumblr.com/post/164749746965/being-starks-daughter-and-dating-peter-parker

https://duskholland.tumblr.com/post/625378563156328448/cuddle-buddies-peter-parker

https://missnxthingg.tumblr.com/post/188289983676/at-first-sight-shes-just-tired-prequel

https://stuckonspidey.tumblr.com/post/634225563604844544/saw-this-prompt-in-aupromptscollection-you

https://blissfulparker.tumblr.com/post/185959930913/parings-peter-parker-x-starkreader-summary

https://blissfulparker.tumblr.com/post/186969126068/whats-mine-is-yours-collegepeter

https://spideyyeet.tumblr.com/post/634610773592768513/blurb-of-avengerreader-being-stubborn-and-not

https://quacksonhq.tumblr.com/post/188780692659/the-marriage-games-prince-tom-holland-x-reader

https://kidney9-9.tumblr.com/post/635189362919948288/you-complete-me

https://blissfulparker.tumblr.com/post/635273102415282176/the-reader-proposing-to-peter-im-soft

https://winterseba.tumblr.com/post/635512183734861825/peter-crying-when-he-recites-his-wedding-vows

https://peterbenjiparker.tumblr.com/post/636292371949256704/a-blurb-with-peter-calling-you-pretty-girl-oh

https://marvelouspeterparker.tumblr.com/post/636249967900655616/hi-i-was-wondering-if-you-could-do-a-fluff-with

https://winterseba.tumblr.com/post/636236960879591424/peter-getting-home-late-from-patrolling-and-he

https://ptersmj.tumblr.com/post/637142313381117952/hi-can-i-get-a-blurb-of-reader-spending-some

https://peterbenjiparker.tumblr.com/post/638776871531773952/pairing-boyfriendpeter-parker-x-reader-summary

https://ptersmj.tumblr.com/post/638874171900821504/hi-this-is-a-really-weirdly-specific-request-but

https://osterfieldnholland.tumblr.com/post/639140825629097984/pp-far-from-you-peter-parker

https://hollandcrush.tumblr.com/post/640614214115934208/can-i-request-something-reader-having-a-habit

https://spiderboytotherescue.tumblr.com/post/182565407877/summary-here-is-the-masterlist-for-anything-that

https://ptersmj.tumblr.com/post/641031810637250560/can-you-do-a-best-friends-to-lovers-blurb-where

https://blissfulparker.tumblr.com/post/641113791359320064/hello-if-its-okay-could-you-write-about-reader

https://rose-is-a-turtle.tumblr.com/post/641260199081115648/cuddly-study-buddy

https://galaxyparker.tumblr.com/post/641244709636997120/pairing-peter-parker-x-femreader-summary-you

https://ptersmj.tumblr.com/post/641230259366264832/hi-can-u-write-a-blurb-about-yn-and-peter-is

https://kaminorogers.tumblr.com/post/641229554523029504/could-you-write-something-about-peter-being-so

https://blissfulparker.tumblr.com/post/641338885490737152/10-and-13-with-peter-and-he-gets-all-excited

https://sexyxseabassx.tumblr.com/post/636974817664434176/dating-peter-parker-would-include

https://parkertech.tumblr.com/post/626032202306682881/0-new-request-again-what-about-a-oneshot-about

https://stylesharrys.tumblr.com/post/184093757039/doesnt-compare

https://belladonnabarnes.tumblr.com/post/181533748768/dating-peter-would-include-2

https://peterparkersslut.tumblr.com/post/641577184987938816/can-we-kiss-forever

https://holland-parkers.tumblr.com/post/641893565777199104/for-your-hc-night-how-about-peter-getting

https://parkers-gal.tumblr.com/post/642053303623188480/hey-ive-been-struggling-with-my-anxiety-lately

https://buckysbabygorl.tumblr.com/post/642037423073837056/adhd-headcanons-peter-parker

https://ptersmj.tumblr.com/post/639979488796704768/warmer-than-cuddles

https://waitimcomingtoo.tumblr.com/post/630635297989951488/oooooo-i-really-like-your-writing-and-u-asked-for

https://spideyyeet.tumblr.com/post/636248392321957888/omggg-pls-do-the-one-where-reader-randomly-crawls

https://writerinnight.tumblr.com/post/642532917538684928/peter-parker-is-a-softy

https://lostparker.tumblr.com/post/186152588943/ive-got-you-pp-oneshot

https://waitimcomingtoo.tumblr.com/post/624292476081127424/dummy

https://waitimcomingtoo.tumblr.com/post/187829621892/hello-darling-currently-obsessed-with-your

https://waitimcomingtoo.tumblr.com/post/616773318853394432/peter-parker-masterlist

https://ketxnwriting.tumblr.com/post/186005583606/dating-peter-parker-would-include

https://talk-geek-to-me.tumblr.com/post/187202683951/stolen-kiss-part-2

https://talk-geek-to-me.tumblr.com/post/185853755151/pairings-peter-parker-x-reader-warnings-some

https://delicately-written.tumblr.com/post/184984705816/35-things-im-convinced-peter-parker-does

https://ptersmj.tumblr.com/post/640256469332377600/the-cure-for-insomnia

https://iladarling.tumblr.com/post/643058400544079872/falling-for-you-literally

https://ptersmj.tumblr.com/post/643335074476130304/i-love-your-writing-so-much-could-you-do-sleepy

https://parkers-gal.tumblr.com/post/643318966472802305/can-you-do-a-bestfriends-to-lovers-with-a-really

https://ptersmj.tumblr.com/post/643305653345140736/a-slow-dance-with-peter-parker-or-getting-stuck

https://iladarling.tumblr.com/post/642874208554270720/dating-peter-parker

https://theonly1outof-a-billion.tumblr.com/post/643647513063211008/zoom-fatigue-and-cuddles

https://ptersmj.tumblr.com/post/643659654216450048/can-you-do-one-with-peterbest-friends-to-lovers

https://yandereaffections.tumblr.com/post/640312297219293184/he-sends-you-texts-all-the-time-it-actually-helps

https://ptersmj.tumblr.com/post/643709866886692864/could-you-write-something-about-tom-going-live-on

https://ptersmj.tumblr.com/post/643615221557166081/peter-and-avengerreader-cuddling-in-bed-after

https://spidernerdsblog.tumblr.com/post/643912141403029504/heyyyyyy-i-hope-you-dont-mind-me-requesting-a

https://greenorangevioletgrass.tumblr.com/post/643929733434851328/actressyn-and-tom-didnt-know-they-were

https://cherrytholland.tumblr.com/post/643927330874605568/could-you-write-something-about-the-reader-being

https://multiholland.tumblr.com/post/643952805192908800/summary-your-baby-girl-meets-harrison-for-the

https://ptersmj.tumblr.com/post/643933190976831488/if-i-may-can-i-request-an-anxiousreader-having-a

[mattsunny]

i'm so in live with you sir pls

❝cold showers❞ // atsumu miya

➳ all hell breaks loose when your boyfriend takes it upon himself to use all the hot water in the middle of winter. 

☆ pairing: atsumu miya x reader ☆ word count: 1.8k ☆ genre: post time- skip, aged up characters, MSBY time period ☆ warnings: kinda suggestive (17+), and just some self indulgent domestic chaos that no one asked for

« masterlist || ao3 »

“Atsumu!” Your shriek echoes loudly off your bathroom walls as the water you have been previously standing under rapidly changes from a relaxing warmth to rival that of arctic temperatures.

It takes your boyfriend only seconds to leave his place on the couch where he had been watching reruns of his latest match to practically kick down the bathroom door.

“Sweetheart? What happened?!” The concern in his voice on another day would have melted you into a useless puddle, but right now you are freezing your ass off because of him - so you only defrosted ever so slightly. Once his brown eyes meet your own through the steam that’s quickly slipping out through the open doorway, you want to growl as his eyes distractedly lower from your face as his brain catches up with what he just walked in on.

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[mattsunny]

this is single handedly the most funny thing i have read. ever. my stomach hurts from wheezing and cackling PLEASE

𝙷𝙰𝙸𝙺𝚈𝚄𝚄 𝙱𝙾𝚈𝚂 - 𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝙴𝚇 𝙼𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚂

hehe, i’m back at it again with one of these long ass posts but this idea’s literally been in my head all day long so here you go !! obvious nsfw warning :)

tw: this whole post is just nsfw and embarrassing to read so read at your own risk >:)

𝙳𝙰𝙸𝙲𝙷𝙸 » during a super intense and loud session, his voice cracked as he asked you “does that feel goOD- good baby?” to this day, he still prays that you couldn’t hear him over the sound of your own moans

𝚂𝚄𝙶𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙰 » you were riding him and he went to slap your ass, but something went wrong either because you were riding too quickly or he was shaking too much, boy ended up slapping himself in the balls. you’ve never heard that boy scream that loud in your life

𝙰𝚂𝙰𝙷𝙸 » literally pulled out in the middle of sex to get up and rush to the corner of his room to flip around his childhood teddy bears. your just laying there with your tiddies and coochie out waiting for asahi to shield the eyes of mr. wiggles

𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙰𝙺𝙰 » you two were having pretty intense shower sex until tanaka did the number one thing your not supposed to do during shower sex; this muthafucker slipped while holding you. long story short, y’all were okay but just ended up having nasty shower floor sex??

𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚈𝙰 » this tiny ass 5′2 man was unconsciously humping your leg while you were both asleep?? his presumably pleasurable wet dream had turned into a sudden nightmare when you literally had to KICK him off you to stop the humping. bad nishinoya, bad!

𝙺𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚈𝙰𝙼𝙰 » came WAYYY too early inside you, but he was too embarrassed to say anything so he just… kept going. sadly, no one had warned kageyama of the intense effects of overstimulation. he was shaking and whimpering so badly behind you to the point where you had to ask him to pull out and bring him a glass of water to calm down

𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙰 » the first time you squirted on him, he just blatantly asked you these exact few words that left you feeling mortified: “did you just piss on me?” nuh uh hinata, this water fountain ain’t yours to drown in anymore >:( 

𝚃𝚂𝚄𝙺𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙼𝙰 » kei was hitting it from the back pretty hard this time, so hard that you were suddenly… on an angle? suddenly, now you two were much closer to the floor than before. the bed ended up collapsing, yes literally collapsing due to kei’s powerful thrusts. worst part is, nobody got to finish since kei dragged you to ikea to grumpily buy a new bedframe. but hey, he bought you ikea meatballs; that shit hits so different

𝚈𝙰𝙼𝙰𝙶𝚄𝙲𝙷𝙸 » one super duper intense night, he passed out the SECOND he came. no matter how much you flicked the temple of his forehead, yamaguchi was dead asleep. you had to literally slap him awake to get him to clean up, you ain’t risking a ranky stanky UTI puthy in the morning

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