#bex thoughts

[malewifeopinions]

[malewifeandgirlboss]

bitches are jealous of me bc I got a big fat juicy ass and tits the size of the twin towers

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bokuto flexing and showing off in a joking manner, and akaashi just leaning forward and biting bokuto's bicep. the room goes silent and akaashi suddenly remembers they are not alone, but with friends.

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thinking about osamu having a kids menu with smaller onigiri called miyas minis

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"miya osamu. leave a message, it better be good."

atsumu hangs up before the tone. he wonders how long the message will last. how many times he'll be able to hear his brother's voice without being forced to look back at old videos.

"stop listening to that," suna says. it's the first thing he's said since the funeral.

atsumu lets his phone drop out of his hand. he turns to look at suna.

he's a mess. suna's been sitting in the same spot for days, staring blankly at the wall. it's the least amount of time suna has ever spent on his phone. but every time he turns it on, it is osamu's face greets him.

atsumu deflates at the reminder.

the door creaks open. aran enters, slipping off his shoes. he drops a bag of food on the table.

none of them move.

atsumu picks up his phone. he opens his phone to the last message he sent osamu.

"stay safe, scrub"

a sick, ironic message. something so normal between them. and osamu couldn't keep up his end of the bargain.

atsumu left voicemails the first few desperate attempts to hear his brother's voice.

("how careless could to be? how could you leave me?" "I'm sorry. just come back..." "they got the drunk driver... it doesn't feel any better.")

tears fall onto the screen. he's crying again.

aran wraps his arms around atsumu's shoulders and atsumu cries.

it takes a moment for atsumu to realize aran's crying as well.

"we should eat," suna says, voice devoid of emotion. "he wouldn't want us to waste it."

it's the push atsumu needs. he wipes his face and gets up to grab plates and utensils. aran's opening the bag of takeout. despite his comment, suna doesn't move or eat. suna wonders if he said it more for atsumu.

although, when atsumu nudges him, suna eats a bit of rice.

"I'll take over the restaurant," atsumu says when his plate is empty. "I have no clue how. but I can't let... I can't let it go away."

aran squeezes atsumu's shoulder. "we'll help. you don't have to do it alone."

for the first time since he got the news, atsumu feels a little hope.

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sorry boss, I can't come into work. i have to be annoying about haikyuu on tumblr dot com

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osamu sits in the office, a pout prominent on his face. he barely listens to his mom and the principle talking about him, instead looking out the window at the rest of his class playing outside.

atsumu sits next to him, refusing to go outside if osamu wouldn't be able to either.

atsumu speaks up to defend osamu's actions, only to be chastised by the principle.

"why did you punch that boy, osamu?" the twins' mom asks on their way out. she decided to take the boys out of school early. they never did well after behavioral issues anyway. or that's what their teacher says.

"I told you, ma," atsumu says.

osamu hears his mom's deep sigh and he curls in on himself.

he doesn't regret punching that boy. talking shit about his family, insulting atsumu and claiming their behavior was due to lack of a father. and maybe osamu was itching for a fight the whole day, a way to release all his anger and the kid was an easy excuse, especially after he had pushed atsumu.

but, osamu hates to see his mom disappointed. the past two years have been hard for all of them, ever since the twins' dad just walked out. and osamu knows something is wrong but can't quite place it in his limited vocabulary and emotional regulation skills at 10 years old.

but he knows the fear that he feels when his mom gets upset. the fear that she'll leave just as dad did.

"sorry, mama," osamu says, voice shaking.

he doesn't know why he has these outbursts. he doesn't know why it feels like an easy answer to hurt a kid. he doesn't know all the feelings he has. but it makes him feel better to know atsumu has his back. and it makes him upset to his mom frown.

the twins' mom crouches down in front of osamu, trying to meet his eyes. "you don't have to say sorry to me. you should apologize to that boy tomorrow, okay?" osamu nods, his bottom lip starts to quiver. "I made you an appointment. one that might help you with what's going on. I'm sorry I didn't help sooner."

osamu looks up at his mom, with big wet eyes. "no, mama, you don't have to apologize to me."

she smiles, although it doesn't look happy. she kisses his forehead and sends the boys to play.

osamu doesn't understand why she said it. but when he's older, he'll look back at this moment often.

[osamusbigtits]

it's so heartbreaking to see fan creators losing steam and even interest in their craft. and this includes myself. and I'm sure there are many reasons for it, but also, no one really respects fan creators anymore. :/ idk, I'm sure it's all been said before, but it just sucks to see.

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oikawa making iwaizumi take him to a club when he visits iwa in california. iwaizumi grumbles and says he doesn't want to, but his roommates are all over it. they want to party with the pretty asian boy, what can they say? and well, when iwa sees his best friend, who's always been pretty and has had a special place on his heart, dancing along to the party music that iwa has never really enjoyed... maybe suddenly the super loud electronic music doesn't sound so bad when oikawa pulls him onto the dance floor and begrudgingly, iwa lets himself have a good time. later, his friends tease him in english, that oikawa only fleetingly understands, but oikawa joins along when he sees iwaizumi blushing and telling his friends to shut up.

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hawks using his feathers during sex and NOT in fun sexy ways. he is trying to annoy dabi in clownish ways.

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the miya twins have round faces to me. pinchable cheeks.

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god, take away my period cramps and give them to kuroo tetsurou

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kuroo and kenma isolate themselves at a party. kenma is sitting in kuroo's lap as he plays a game, and kuroo watches so his social battery can recharge. kuroo sneaks a kiss to kenma's cheek to distract him and mess him up during a boss battle.

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it's ao3 donation time I think. think about donating to some causes for palestine or lebanon instead of helping ao3 get thousands of dollars over their goal. there are so many families that could use our help right now. do the good thing and help them.

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stealing this

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akaashi doing something he thinks is embarrassing and hands a volleyball to bokuto (who's like ?) and says "spike this right into my face and kill me"