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danishima · 8 months

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Lija you are so sweet for this!

The characters would probably be tsukishima, kuroo and suna? Feel free to write for anyone you want these are just suggestions:)

hq characters with a tall s/o

TSUKISHIMA ::

tsukishima would be obsessed with a tall significant other. he likes that he doesn't have to bend down to talk to you and enjoys being somewhat eye to eye with you.

you two would be that couple that looks intimidating at first, but then they see the way you guys look at each other, and they're in love with your relationship.

you fit into his arms perfectly, and he fits into yours !! he doesn't like to admit it, but he likes being held sometimes and being a little spoon.

if someone ever makes fun of your height, you best believe he's insulting and berating them for it. he makes sure that you know he loves you and that your height just makes him love you even more.

KUROO ::

i honestly think kuroo doesn't have a height preference or he'd prefer a partner that's tall. whether you're slightly shorter than him or taller than him, he doesn't mind, and in fact, it makes him more attracted to you.

idk why, but i can just see kuroo leaning his head on your shoulders and wrapping his arms around you after a long day at work.

he'd be so exhausted and tired and just collapses into your arms. he feels safe with you and you provide him a lot of respite and comfort.

he's defo a little spoon, and he's not ashamed about it. there's nothing better than waking up in your arms and seeing your beautiful face so bright and early in the morning lol.

it starts off his days on a really good note.

SUNA ::

suna would be so proud of having such a gorgeous and tall partner, subtly showing you off to all his friends.

the twins especially are lowkey wondering how on earth he managed to pull you, but you love and cherish him as much as he does you.

always has an arm around your waist or is holding your hand. either that or he's leaning on you with his head on your shoulder.

suna's quite tall himself, so he honestly doesn't mind that you're tall too. even if you're taller than him, he's into it.

wear your tallest heels on a night out, it doesn't bother suna at all. if anything, it makes him even more attracted to you, and he can't keep his hands off of you.

this man truly loves you for you regardless of how you look and is in love with everything about you.

#OMG LIJAA #i missed you!#I love fhis omg we need more tall reader fics

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danishima · 2 years

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why not me?

featuring: oikawa, gn!reader (no pronouns used), iwaizumi

warnings: hurt/no comfort, angst, cheating, lowercase intended

length: ~800 words

this is my entry for @danishima’s mitski collab! thank you for allowing me to join!

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you feel a tap on your shoulder, prompting you to turn around.

“hello [n/n]-chan~!” oikawa beams a bright smile at you. “there’s something i want to ask you later. could you meet me on the roof of the school after practice?”

you give a skeptical look to the boy that you’ve been friends with for a few years now, “yeah, of course. i’ll see you then.”

“thank you,” he smiles, waving you off as he makes his way to the gym.

hours later, you find yourself on the roof top of the school.

“sorry, i’m late,” the brunette peaks his head around the corner, flashing you one of his signature smiles.

“it’s fine, it’s not like i was in any rush,” you reassure him.

oikawa makes his way over to you, “i asked you to meet me here because i wanted to ask you something important.” the setter pauses, taking a moment to collect himself, “will you go out with me?”

you freeze, this was the last thing you thought oikawa would have asked you. sure, you were good friends with one another, you just never considered dating.

“i’ll go out with you,” you smile at the brunnette.

“yes!” his eyes light up and he presses a soft kiss to your forehead, “i’m so glad you said yes.”

oikawa takes your hand in his own and escorts you both out of the school, making your way to his place.

two long months had gone by. at this point, you noticed a decrease in your boyfriend’s excitement for your relationship. you knew the ‘honeymoon’ phase of the relationship wouldn’t last, you just hoped it wouldn’t have ended so soon.

“is it okay if i come over after practice?” you say walking behind your boyfriend.

“i have a project to work on. it would be best if you didn’t,” he keeps his head forward, continuing on his way to practice.

“really tooru? we used to hang out more before we started dating,” you frown, stopping in place.

“i just don’t have the time right now. i’m busier than i thought i’d be,” oikawa stops for a moment before continuing on his way.

“tooru-” you huff, only to get cut off by oikawa.

“not right now iwa, i’ll call you later.”

this causes you to stop in your tracks, “iwa?”

“what?” for the first time since you joined the setter, he’s turned towards you.

“just forget it, i’ll talk to you later.” you turn on your heels and walk off in the other direction.

you sit in oikawa’s room, waiting for him to get home. if he doesn’t want anything with you, it’d be best to break things off, right?

you wait a little over an hour from when his practice is supposed to end, before the door to oikawa’s room finally opens.

“hey [y/n],” iwaizumi brings all of the attention to you.

you don’t miss the way he drops oikawa’s hand from his own.

“i finally get it,” you look between the pair.

“what are you talking about [y/n]?”

“does iwaizumi complain about not spending enough time with you? is that why you called me iwa earlier?”

“it’s not that deep-”oikawa starts, only to be cut off by you.

“really oikawa?! not that deep?!” you turn your attention to the brunette who isn’t meeting your eyes.

“is this why you didn’t want me around? because you were seeing iwaizumi too?!” at this point, you’re looking between both guys.

“it’s not… come on [f/n], don’t be like that,” oikawa takes a step towards you.

“how long?” you glare at him.

“… three months,” oikawa grits out hesitantly.

your face softens, “but… we…”

“it’s was a cover up okay! i didn’t want anyone to-“ oikawa tries to explain.

“so you pretended to ‘love me’?! that was the best way for you?!” you shout out, interrupting the boy.

“i don’t see why it’s that big of a deal! you never showed any interest in me when i asked you out, so why is it a big deal for you now?!”

“because i fell in love with you! i’ll admit, i thought it was weird when you asked me out. i did. but i decided to go with it. in the mean time i happened to actually fall in love with you! but i guess that’s my fault, right? it’s my fault for believing you’d choose me over anyone else!” you push past the setter.

“[f/n], wait!” oikawa reaches out and grabs your wrist.

“why? why couldn’t it have been me?” you turn back to look at oikawa, tears filling in your eyes.

he doesn’t respond and instead looks down at the floor.

“goodbye oikawa, i hope you both are happy.” you remove your wrist from his grasp, making your way past iwazumi and out of the door.

a/n: me? combining my favorite trope and my least favorite genre?

#oh my god #I KNOW WHO YOU PRETEND I AM #DO MI TIOI #WHY NOT MEEE #this was amazing #thank you so much for joining my event!!#lyrics of a heartbreak ~

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danishima · 2 years

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STUDY BUDDIES

you sat on tsukishima’s bed, your eyes scanning and examining everything in his room. the manga piled on his desk, the fossil models on his flowing shelf. his room was definitely not what you expected it to be.

“do you mind?” he interrupted your thoughts. grumbling about how the two of you are supposed to be studying and not doing nothing. “sorry” you quickly reply.

“it’s just that…” you trail off, thinking of the right way to phrase this. “just what?” he pushes his glasses to the top of his nose smoothly as he gathers his books to join you on his bed. “your room doesn’t match like…you” you gesture at him. his attitude, demeanor, and just overall energy that you get from him.

“sorry don’t share everything about my personal life” he rolls his eyes at you, whilst you smile at him. “it’s just that the the person who inhabits this room does not look like they would call me an idiot forgetting one question wrong on the science homework” you shove his shoulder playfully.

“it was an easy question! i still don’t know how you got it wrong” he laughs, his honey-golden eyes look like they’ve been basked in sunlight.

he makes his way to the bed as he looks at you as you begin to focus on your studies. he’s eyes questioning you— no examining you.

did you look like this before? the way your tongue stuck out as you struggled to answer a question, and how beautiful your eyes were glowing and pretty.

“are we studying or are you gonna keep fangirling over me?” you tease, not once looking up from your paper. he rolls his eyes, feeling his cheeks slightly turn red.

“i’m not even staring at you” he’s snarkily replies. you put your pen down, to finally look up at him, only to see that his eyes are staring completely into yours. the silence within his room is heavy, thick. so much so that it could be cut with a knife.

you see his eyes flicker from every single feature on your face, your eyes, your nose, an scar you have, your beauty marks and finally his eyes stumble across your lips. his fingers make it up to your chin, his fingers behind your ear as he pulls you. the two of you are now nose to nose.

your eyes immediately shut closed, not ready for what’s gonna happen next. then suddenly, you feel his lips on yours. your hand makes it up to his chest to support yourself. he brings you in closer deepening the kiss.

when he finally pulls back to see you and says with a small smirk on his face, he whispers “i think we’re supposed to be studying.”

#omg tsukishima kei #i will kiss

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danishima · 2 years

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I always come back to hq middle blockers

#my search history consists of #Tsukishima #suna #and kuroo #with the occasional tendou

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danishima · 2 years

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"are you sure i'm doing this right?" suna asks hesitantly, stroking the brush on your hair. you giggle to yourself, watching his focused expression in the mirror. the cream of the chosen color feels cold against your scalp, somehow almost relaxing.

"no clue." you just shrug your shoulders and attempt to look back at him.

"hey, don't move," he pouts, shaking his head. "i'll mess it up for real."

"let's hope for the best," you laugh and he just lets out a stressed sigh. you love how immersed he gets in little tasks like this, trying his best to not mess it up for you.

"i think..." he starts his sentence, but goes back to spread the dye even more. "now, i think i'm done."

"thanks babe." you stand up from the chair you borrowed from the kitchen and press a kiss on his cheek. suna quickly hugs your waist, pulling your body close to his.

"anytime." a small smirk plays on his lips before pressing them on yours.

in the end, your hair turned out a tiny bit patchy, but it isn't something that bothers you. suna immediately volunteered to dye your hair each time you need it, so he could get better at it. for you.

#suna dye my hair pink again #the color is gone it looks ugly #he is a dreamboat fr #dani reblog

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danishima · 2 years

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title: holy ground

summary: in which miya atsumu is completely in love with you and you find that very hard to believe.

word count: 3.2k+

warnings/contents: angst, fluff, humour

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Miya Atsumu has always been a stubborn man. He was stubborn in his opinions, and feelings, and contrary to the popular belief that he flies through people romantically -that was not the case.

He’s only ever had two major loves in his life, the first being the girl in the cereal commercial when he was a kid. Atsumu was dead set on marrying her and living on a dairy farm, and plus free cereal for life. It wasn’t until he found out that she wasn’t real -courtesy of Osamu- that he refused to believe in love.

He’s had crushes and flings, sure, especially in high school, the majority of people do. However, he was too busy trying to win Nationals and be the best setter in Japan that romantic relationships often took the third or fourth spot in his priority list.

Then he met you. It was raining, Atsumu remembers meeting you. You coming in, rushing into the training centre, while you handed off a bento box to his personal trainer. Watching from the ground he was sitting on, watching as you turned, almost slipping on the floor because of your wet shoes, and Atsumu rushing over to help you before anyone could.

Looking down at your wide eyes, your mouth parted in shock and the sheepish smile that soon took over, until he said, “Oi, watch where yer goin’, could have damaged the floor wit’ that face.”

At the scowl on your face, and a clever comeback on your lips, he decided right then and there that you were the only person that was going to be in his heart. You were the only person that he wanted to love, and he wanted to prove it to you.

Keep reading

#atsumu got me thinking these fays #him waiting for my emotionally unavailable self #is special to me

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danishima · 2 years

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♫ So i have decided to do a mitski fic collab thank to the lovely @ffsg0jo <3 who gave me this idea!!

basically if you want to join you can pick one song from mitski or a lyrics you will use for your work and just go crazy with it. It will be an angst collab of course because as mitski once said she would never put out a love song to this industry

♫ RULES:

No nsfw please (suggestive is okay to a certain extent)

Try not to include sensetive topics such as sh and ed etc.

One song can be used maximum 3 times

You can write for characters from haikyuu, aot, bnha and jjk

You can write as long as you want it can be a few sentences or a whole 10k fic doesn’t matter!

♫ IF YOU WANT TO JOIN:

Just send me an ask with the character you are writing for and a mitski song or lyrics

You can be a mutual, follower or just passing by and want to join! It’s open to anyone

Tag me on your submission and use the tag “lyrics of a heartbreak ~” so that i can link your work to the event masterlist

♫ No deadline so you can send your work as soon or as late as you want :)

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓:

- @klutzykozume oikawa + washing machine heart

#self reblog #lyrics of a heartbreak ~

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danishima · 2 years

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hi! i’ve been thinking about your collab all day and i would like to write an oikawa fic with ‘washing machine heart’ if possible!

Hi!!! Yes of course you can!!

Love the song choice btw

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danishima · 2 years

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♫ So i have decided to do a mitski fic collab thank to the lovely @ffsg0jo <3 who gave me this idea!!

♫ RULES:

No nsfw please (suggestive is okay to a certain extent)

Try not to include sensetive topics such as sh and ed etc.

One song can be used maximum 3 times

You can write for characters from haikyuu, aot, bnha and jjk

You can write as long as you want it can be a few sentences or a whole 10k fic doesn’t matter!

♫ IF YOU WANT TO JOIN:

Just send me an ask with the character you are writing for and a mitski song or lyrics

You can be a mutual, follower or just passing by and want to join! It’s open to anyone

Tag me on your submission and use the tag “lyrics of a heartbreak ~” so that i can link your work to the event masterlist

♫ No deadline so you can send your work as soon or as late as you want :)

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓:

- @klutzykozume oikawa + washing machine heart

#lyrics of a heartbreak ~#dani’s first collab #mitski song fic #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu collab #haikyuu angst #jjk x reader #jjk imagines #jjk angst #jjk collab

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danishima · 2 years

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"give them back," tsukishima grumbles, harshly rubbing his tired, golden eyes with the heels of his palms. his already blurred vision is even more bleary when he pulls his hands away.

"mm, no," you refuse, resting the stolen frames on the top of your head. "i don't think i will."

the lines of a frown are etched into the skin between his eyebrows as he stares at you from his desk chair. you're sure his aim is to look intimidating or at least annoyed, but you can't take him seriously knowing that he probably sees you as nothing more than an indiscernible blob of colors without his glasses.

"come on, i need to finish this." he points to the intricate yet unfinished drawing sitting on the table in front of him. you're sure your eyes would cross just attempting to pick out all of the details; you can't imagine how strained tsukki's eyes must be from staring at and adding on to it for hours.

"what you need to do is rest your eyes," you scold him. "this little artist gig is going to be over before it even begins if you keep this up."

he doesn't respond because he can't argue with you; you're right. late nights spent working under nothing more than a soft, dim lamp have become the norm for him. he's grown accustomed to the irritation burning at his eyes and the need to squint in order to focus on whatever project was in front of him. before now, he would have excused his irresponsibility as hard work—dedication. thanks to you, he's willing to acknowledge it as a bad habit.

tsukki sighs. you're nervous that your words were too harsh, worried that they bordered discouraging. you open your mouth, readying to apologize for your brashness when the man clears his throat. "fine. i'll be done for tonight."

"good." you curtly nod. if you were being completely honest, you weren't sure that you'd be able to convince him. you tell him as much, too. "if you said otherwise, i would have dragged you out of here myself."

for the first time since you barged into his studio, a smile breaks out on the blonde's face. "is that so?"

"mhm." you hum in confirmation. seeing his lips curled upward makes you grin as well. you jerk your head in the direction of the door, stretching your open hand out to him. you wiggle your fingers and ask, "shall we go?"

he takes your hand in his, gently squeezing it as he stands up from the chair. "can i have my glasses back now?"

"nope," you pop the 'p'. you almost forgot about the lenses perched on the top of your head, but, even so, he wasn't getting them back. tsukishima was stubborn and you wouldn't put it past him to end up browsing his phone for inspiration if he got a hold of his glasses again. "you should keep your eyes closed. i'll lead you down the hall and get you comfy in bed all on my own."

he clicks his tongue, shaking his head. he can't say he's seeing clearly at the moment, but the thought of being blindly guided down the hallway keeps him from closing his eyes. "you have way too much faith in yourself."

you scoff, "take it back or your sleeping in your studio tonight."

#LIJA #THANK YOU FOR TAGGING ME OMG #artist tsukishima 😍#i die #i will steal his glasses and leave fingerprints all over #dani reblog

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danishima · 2 years

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Every fic idea i get involves a mitski song as a prompt but I don’t wanna bore you people

#haikyuu x reader

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danishima · 2 years

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random tsukishima headcanons for my soul

hello i am back from mini hiatus for now cause i needed to write something comforting :,) but i'm working on some requests as well!

i never see anyone talk about his affinity for living creatures and i think thats a crime, i mean he literally works at a museum surrounded by the history of life and evolution

i just love the idea of him being a giant nerd that's too stubborn to admit it

cw: mention of bugs and reptiles but nothing else

characters: tsukishima kei

wc: 300+

it’s confirmed he has an affinity for living creatures from yamaguchi

he finds all creatures interesting simply cause they’re alive and a part of nature, but has a special affinity towards reptiles, amphibians and insects; beings that are usually ostracized for being ‘creepy’

also cause they remind him of dinosaurs (yeah dinosaurs are closer to birds than reptiles but he thinks they look cool)

he probably has a terrarium of isopods or a reptile tank

he’s still that caring, kind little boy from years ago, but since the incident with his brother he’s become less trusting of people and instead redirects that kindness to animals

he will talk to animals as if they understand him, but only when he knows he’s alone

he feels more comfortable around creatures because they can’t talk back and provide him a safe place to spill his feelings

will attempt to release insects/spiders outside instead of killing them right away

big intimidating mean boy has a soft spot for living things 🥺

music lover!! uses his headphones to escape the monotony of daily life

probably listens to many different genres, but i think alternative rock is his favorite (he had an emo phase but he would rather die before admitting it)

was definitely a “oh you like this group? what’s the lead singers blood type” kinda guy in middle school, but he’s chilled out now

music is one of his love languages, swapping playlists or songs with a simple “listen to this” cause he thinks you would like it

if you say you liked the song he’ll smirk and say “of course you did, I have good taste” but inside he’s beaming

he’s the type of guy to never let go of tiny things and tease you endlessly for them

“why would i take advice from someone who tried to push a pull door lmao”

“KEI IT WAS ONE TIME-“

#tsukishima having an emo phase is so special to me #because i am going through mine rn

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danishima · 2 years

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[13:23] - MIYA ATSUMU – masterlist

‘raise your voice at me again atsumu,’ you said calmly, way too calmly, painfully aware of all his teammates cautiously watching on from the sidelines, trying to be as subtle as possible, but failing. ‘go on, i dare you.’ the confidence in your words being a huge contrast to your appearance, with your eyes watering and your figure shaking.

atsumu stood a few feet away from you, unblinking in shock, his mouth open and scathing remarks dying on his tongue. he didn’t mean to shout or raise his voice at you. he didn’t mean it at all. the stress from underperforming in practice and your unexpected arrival, trying to persuade him to have lunch with you had triggered something in atsumu that he didn’t even know could be aimed at you.

he regrets every single syllable that had managed to sliver out of his mouth, and the shameful look on his teammates faced only heightened his guilt and shame.

all atsumu wanted to do was apologise and bury himself in your arms and warmth because today was not a good day for him. he had woken up late, just about had enough time to shower, missed breakfast and forgotten his lunch at home, which was why you had decided to make him an extra special, extra filling lunch for him to enjoy in your company.

but instead atsumu had thrown that back in your face by not only outright refusing you, but by embarrassing you in front of all his teammates as well. he knew you meant well, but he needed all the practise he could get if he was to make it to the starting line-up in the national team.

but he shouldn’t have shouted at you like that. never in a million years.

tears had started outlining atsumu’s golden brown irises, out of sadness, frustration and hurt, all his emotions piling into one, as he stared at your crestfallen, teary face and wobbling lips.

‘i’m sorry,’ he whispers out, not trusting his own tongue to portray his true feelings. ‘i- i didn’t mean it, i swear.’ you sniffled in response, his words doing little to soothe your embarrassment and hurt. he moves closer to you, gently cupping your face between his shaking palms, testing the waters and forcing your eyes to meet.

a tear drops from atsumu’s eyes and melts into your skin and you instinctively try to blink away your own. you wonder if things would be okay after this, after the things he had said.

but even with the blurriest of eyes, the earnestness in atsumu’s face, the regret and sorrow could not be mistaken. with a wobbly, teary smile, you reassure atsumu, that he was okay. you haven’t forgiven him just yet and he’d have to work for it, but your relationship was okay. and that was enough for atsumu. he returns your wobbly, teary smile and reassures you, that he loves you and appreciates everything you do for him, promising to join you for lunch after he packs up.

* this is a repost from my old blog with minor edits !! *

#i live men suffering #yell at me atsumu i dare you #when lija writes>>>>#dani reblog

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danishima · 2 years

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How they comfort you

Oikawa Tooru

"How's the most beautiful girl in the world?" your boyfriend asks, his head peaking from behind the door. "You seem okay, Tooru" you answer with unfocused eyes. "I was asking about you, my love" he says in his saccharine tone, laying next to you in bed, now you can smell his cologne, slowly bringing you back to reality. "Can I touch you?", there's a little bit of concern in his voice, you nod, closing your eyes. You feel his hands on yours, his are so big and warm, slowly he brings one hand of yours to his mouth, kissing tenderly every knuckle, then taking the other one doing the same. His lips are so soft on your skin. "Are you lost in your head?" he asks while drawing shapes in your palm with his finger, "I guess", you open your eyes to search for his, "just...everything sucks. I don't want to think about anything" you pout. "Can I keep you company? I can distract you" he smirks making you giggle, "Yeah, Tooru", you smile, "you can". You get closer to kiss him. "Do you want to stay in bed?" he asks while cupping your face "If you want we can go to the cinema. And we can have dinner in that new restaurant we wanted to try", he pauses to kiss you again, "just tell me", another kiss, "I'll do whatever you want", another kiss. "Mmh, if we have to go out, can I take your hoodie?" you ask, "Which one do you want? The blue one?", "Yep" you smile, "how do you know?". Tooru starts squeezing your cheeks, "I've seen you eyeing it for a week, baby. You don't need to ask me for my hoodies".

Akaashi Keiji

The dim afternoon sunlight is illuminating the kitchen nicely, it's such a lovely sight, unfortunately you're not in the mood to appreciate it. You're looking at the tea bag sinking in the hot water, you're hands gripping at your mug. Hot tears streaming down your cheeks, falling on the kitchen table. You get up only to take some aspirin for your headache, you hate it, the headache you always get after crying. You start sipping your tea while you hear the door opening, shit. You dry your tears stained face with the back of your hand, while running to your bathroom to avoid your boyfriend. Once you locked the door you sigh, resting your back against it, slowly sitting down, embracing your knees. You don't need to wait a lot before hearing a gentle knock on the door. "Honey, is everything okay?", Keiji's voice is soft, "Yeah", you try to swallow your tears, hoping your voice isn't too shaky, "I'm fine. Uhm, I just need to take a shower". There's silence for a moment, "Okay" he simply says, still, you don't miss a little bit of concern in his tone. At this point you really decide to take a shower, hoping the water will wash away all of your worries.

Once you're out of the bathroom you're greeted by a sweet aroma, you decide to see what your boyfriend was doing, but first you go to your room, stealing one of keiji's t-shirts, then combing your wet hair. You glance at keiji looking at the oven, "What are you doing, my love?" you ask a little bit curious, "Baking" he simply says smiling at you, "It's a carrot cake. You like it, right?", he's asking but he clearly remembers you like it. "Do you want to help me with the frosting?", you nod timidly, "I already made it, you just need to put it on the cake once it's cooked" he says softly, getting closer to you to kiss your forehead. "Thank you, Keiji", you wrap your arms around his waste, "you didn't have to", "Anything for my love" he says while lifting your face to give you quick peck. While your faces are close he takes this opportunity to give you a better look, you can feel his blue eyes on you, analysing your face. "Do I have something on my face?" you ask blushing, "Nothing. Do you feel better now?" he asks, eyes focused on your expression, "Why do you always know when's something wrong?" you sigh, "Because I can read you like a book" he chuckles as your face becomes redder.

You get distracted for a second, you hear the neighbours from downstairs playing the piano, your boyfriend notices too. He gently takes your hand and make you spin, then putting his hands on your waist and telling you to put yours on his shoulders, you do as he asks. You both smile as you start swaying, you get closer to hide your face in the crook of his neck, breathing his scent, as he keeps you close, his arms around you. You keep swaying slowly, forgetting about the rest of the world for a while.

Miya Atsumu

Everything from the roof seems so quiet and calm, you wish you could feel that way too. You're looking at the nightsky, the moon and the stars always brought you peace. You hoped that the cold night breeze would have numbed your turmoil away, but here you are, still full of thoughts and doubts. While you're trying to look for some constellations you know, you hear footsteps on the stairs.

"Babe. What are you doing here?!". It's your boyfriend's voice, clearly in distress. "I've been searching for you everywhere, I got worried" he says while getting closer to you. "I'm sorry, 'Tsumu", you get on your tips to kiss him on the cheek, he smiles as soon as your lips touch him. "Aren't you cold?", you can sense worry in his tone, "A little bit" you sigh, "Let me fix that" atsumu says while taking you in his arms. You stay like this for a while, sharing comfortable silence while you enjoy his warmth. "Why are you awake, 'Tsumu?, "I could ask you the same thing" he says while squeezing your hips a little bit, "I asked you first", you raise your head to look at his beautiful brown eyes. "I needed water. Got worried when you weren't in bed", he simply says, looking back at you. You raise a hand to fix his disheveled blonde hair, "You should go back to sleep, 'Tsumu. You have practice tomorrow" you murmur, "I don't like the idea of you being here all alone and cold" he pouts. "I know something's wrong" he says after a while, "You don't have to talk about it, if you don't want to", atsumu is a little bit hesitant, "I'm just here for you, if you need me". You lay your head against his chest, hugging him tightly, shaking a little bit, your tears dampening his hoodie. He hugs you back, wishing his arms could be able to shield you from everything. Atsumu knows you're not a porcelain doll, everytime you fell down you always got up, but his heart still aches thinking about you crying that way. Once you're done crying, and you're breathing is stable, he delicately put one finger under your chin to raise your head, with the other hand brushing the remains of your tears away. "I don't know what's going on" he starts softly, his thumb tracing your lips, making your heart skip a beat, "But you're going to solve nothing staying awake". You stare into each other eyes, feeling your face becoming hotter, of course your boyfriend notices. "Why's your face so hot, princess?" he smirks, "I hate you" you pout, "That's not true" he keeps smirking, "Let's go to bed, I'm tired of looking at your face" you scoff, not believing a single word coming out of your mouth.

Miya Osamu

You were going for a walk, trying to let some steam off, usually moving was your way to release some tension. Unfortunately it starts pouring down, Splendid, you think sarcastically to yourself, sprinting to get home. Once you're home you feel frustrated and angry, already feeling a headache coming.

"'Samu, I'm back" you shout, grumpiness in your voice, feeling the water inside your shoes moving, you get rid of them with a sigh of relief. You hear steps as your boyfriend gets closer to greet you. Osamu is in his grey hoodie and tracksuit pants, he looks very cozy and cuddable, you wish you could throw yourself into his arms but you're drenched. "Baby, are you okay?", "Yeah" you sigh, "I'm going to take a shower, I don't want to catch a cold" you try to smile at him, "Ugh, there's a mess on the floor", you look down at the little puddle you created, "It's okay, I'll take care of it" he says softly "go". You don't wait him to repeat himself, "You're my angel", you blow a kiss at him and run towards the bathroom. You immediately feel better as the hot water touches your skin, forgetting about everything for a second.

You slip into some comfy clothes before searching for osamu. It's not difficult to find him, you just have to follow the good smell of something cooking on the stove. You take a second to admire his broad shoulders, then you wrap your arms around his waste, closing your eyes as you rest your head against his back. "So" you start "tonight no onigiri?", "We've been eating onigiri for a week" he says while stirring the vegetables in the frypan, "I'm not complaining" you laugh, "you know I love your onigiri, but you can cook other good stuff too". You break the hug to look at what he was cooking, "Are you making curry?" you ask with your eyes gleaming, "Yep" he smiles softly, "I'm so happy" you smile brightly, jumping a little bit. Osamu's cheeks tint of a soft pink as he watches you with a fond expression.

It doesn't take long before you sit at the table and start eating, feeling the food filling your stomach. "Eating after a bad day is the best", you lay back on the chair, eyes closed, feeling contempt, "thank you, 'Samu". "Was your day that bad, huh?" he asks while opening the fridge, taking some pudding, "I wish I could offer you more, but this afternoon 'Tsumu came here", you can't help but laugh looking at your boyfriend expression. "It's okay", you're still giggling, "tomorrow I'll buy some", "Come here" osamu says before kissing you.

Suna Rintarou

"What's that gloomy face?" your boyfriend asks sitting next to you on the sofa, you stop looking at your phone to lay your head on his shoulder. "This week has been tough, Rin" you sigh, taking one of his hands and playing a little bit with it, "I don't know what to do, I think I'm in burn out". "Do you want talk about it?" he asks softly. So you start talking about your problems, every now and then changing position to get more comfortable, rintarou listens to you with his usal expression, but you know he's focused on what you're telling him. At some point you're sitting on his lap, his hands gently caressing your sides under your t-shirt, trying to soothe you. "I'm sorry, I'm talking too much" you murmur, "It's boring stuff, I know", you look at him with a sad look. "You know I'm always interested in your boring stuff" he says while tucking a strand of your hair under your ear, "You still got today. We can make it a little bit less shitty, don't you agree?", you look at him confused, "Get dressed" he says while making you sit up.

You're walking hand in hand as you arrive in front of a familiar place. "This place" you smile, "Yep", rintarou nods, "It's the tea room we used to go to during high school. It was your favourite place", "We had our first dates here" you smile, feeling a sense of nostalgia pervading you. "Do you think they have the same menu as before?" you ask while looking at it, "We used to share this cake" you point at it, "I remember" your boyfriend says as the waiter arrives. Once you ordered and you thank the water, rintarou gets closer and give you a quick peck out of the blue. "Rin!" you gasp, "What?" he grins, "We're in public", you feel your face getting hotter, "Can't I kiss my girlfriend outside the house?" he raises an eyebrow. "If you don't want to be kissed, I won't" he says serious, taking your hand in his under the table, his thumb drawing circles on your palm. "It's not that I don't like it", you look at him, "because I do. I do like it.", you squeeze his hand, "but people are going to glare at us". "What if I kiss you while none's looking?" he asks, "we used to do that, during high school", you smile thinking about the old times. "Okay", "Are you sure?", he's serious, "Yep", you smile softly at him, "Only when none's looking". So you exchange some sneaky kisses here and there, between a bite of cake and a sip of tea.

When it's time to go you look at the dark cloud in the sky, it started raining. Your boyfriend gives you his jacket to put on your head, than take your hand and starts running towards home. You don't know why but you feel delirious, you laugh a little bit as you run. Once you're home you're both dripping on the floor, rintarou's brown hair sticking to his forehead. "Now that we're home" you start, wrapping your hands around his neck, "you need to give me a proper kiss". He smirks, getting closer and closer, until he stops as you're noses are touching, "But first you should take a shower and dry off, you're drenched, darling" he says in a low tone before running away, "Don't tease me now" you complain.

#i feel shitty so this is great!#dani reblog

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