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something small
an: this idea randomly popped in my head earlier when i was coming home from the gym so enjoy lol
pairings: timeskip!sakusa x fem!reader
warnings: little teeny bit of anxiety from sakusa, fluff, pet names (pretty girl), lowercase intentional
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sakusa thinks this is stupid.
the entire drive home, he has been second-guessing his purchase. not because of the price, but because he feels almost childish.
would she even want something like this?
he sighs as he turns onto your street.
all this fuss over a stupid high school memory.
during his third year, sakusa had a math class that was rather boring. the lack of friends and seemingly easy material left him with a lot of opportunities to get distracted.
one day, one of of the girls in his class came skipping in, taking the seat with her friends. shortly after, the group of girls began to squeal. he rolled his eyes, huffing in annoyance at their antics. but, curiosity got the best of him. when he looked over, he realized what the girls were fussing over.
one of them was wearing a necklace, which must have been new. the necklace was plain, but when he looked closer, he noticed that there was a small letter dangling from the chain. the necklace was a gift from her significant other, and everyone was excited about it.
for some reason, that memory stuck with him after all these years. which is the reason he is walking up to the door of your apartment with a velvet box in his hand.
he didn't even mean to get the necklace. he was just browsing, looking for a birthday gift for his sister, when the sparkling of diamonds and polished metal caught his eye. a small jewelry store, filled with precious materials and large price tags was not where sakusa thought he would end up, but after spotting the necklace in the display case, he couldn't stop himself.
the shop owner was extremely patient as he waited for sakusa to debate between gold and silver for the chain and the charm, finally deciding on gold after a good 10 minutes. that wait was nothing, compared to the debate in his mind over if he should get an s charm or a k charm.
while he liked the look of the s charm, he couldn't stop his heart from racing at the intimacy of you wearing a necklace with his first initial on it. while the thought made him a bit nervous, wondering if he was being too forward, he decided on the dainty, simple letter k to go on the gold chain.
sakusa thinks he will save a gift involving his last name, for when he is ready to share it with you.
knocking on the door of your apartment, he holds the small box in his left hand, fingers almost turning white from the grip he has on it.
"hi omi," you smile, welcoming him inside after a few short seconds. toeing off his shoes, sakusa follows you into the kitchen. he can't help the nerves that wash over him as he watches you, dancing around the island as you fix him a cup of tea.
is she too old for something like this?
"how was your day? did you find anything for your sister?" you ask, placing the drink in front of your very anxious looking boyfriend.
he nods, wrapping his fingers around the mug. "yeah, pretty quickly actually, which i'm happy about."
you laugh, and he gives you a small smile. "i know how much you hate shopping."
humming, he walks over to your spot next to the kitchen sink, wrapping his arms around you from behind. kissing the top of your head, he tries to calm himself down a little bit.
"do you like necklaces?" sakusa is glad you can't see his face right now after that stupid line.
you turn to face him, sensing the nerves in his tone. motioning him to follow you towards the living room, you nod. "yes, why do you ask?"
he stops walking and digs around in his pocket, fishing out a small blue box. examining it in his hand for a few seconds, he lets out a sigh and looks at you.
"back in high school, there was a girl who got something like this from her-" he shakes his head and starts over. "i saw a jewelry store today, and this made me think of you," he mumbles, opening the small box to reveal the daintiest, prettiest necklace you've ever seen. a thin, gold chain, and hanging from it is a shiny, curved letter k.
you gasp and look up into his eyes. the worry leaves them when he realizes how happy you are, how excited you look at what he got you. he carefully takes it out of the box, and undoes the clasp.
"turn around, then i can put it on you."
you turn around, and he steps behind you. his hands come around the side of your head, the metal glimmering in the dim light of the room. your heart thuds as you feel the letter sitting flush against your skin, right above your heart.
"it's beautiful, kiyoomi. i really love this," you spin around to face him, beaming from ear to ear. sakusa looks down at the necklace, and he is positive that you were made to wear it.
"it's so pretty," you mumble, looking at yourself in the reflection of your window. moving slightly to watch it glint in the glass.
"then it's perfect for you," he says, coming to stand right behind you once more. "pretty necklace for a pretty girl."
he kisses your cheek, then turns your chin to place a soft kiss on your lips. his heart swells in his chest and fills with pride as he stares at the necklace, his initial on his girl.
maybe next time he goes into the city, he will check out that same store again.
and maybe, he will look at the rings instead.
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hi guys and gals i just noticed i hit 400 followers 🥹 ty everyone for following <3 and sorry for disappointing y’all and not posting for a while please bare with me while i get my life together
but still thank you all for the love and appreciation (‘: it means the world to me
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going on a little break :’) school and work has been stressing me out and i’m still figuring out a balance between the two while still keeping my sanity
i’ll still be sorta kinda active on tumblr but i won’t be posting any writing atm !!
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kiyoomi rarely says i love you.
when he is feeling particularly soft, though, he might frown as he tells you of course i remembered; why would i forget? (you see, it’s a little known fact that kiyoomi sakusa is a very selfish person, specifically when it comes to you. he will hoard every scrap of you he can get, and for you to be shocked that he would remember a tiny detail you shared with him one afternoon, two and a half years ago is rather offensive.) softer yet, he calls you to let you know that he just bought a sweater — figured it’d be something you would like. he’s a time zone ahead of you. the two of you have just started seriously dating 2 months ago. the sweater is in your favorite color (you told him this fun fact out of fear of an awkward silence; kiyoomi snatches it up and holds it close to his heart, because of course he would.) he bought a matching one for himself. softer still, he’ll hardly be able to keep eye contact as he struggles to stand. atsumu calls you from kiyoomi’s phone, laughing as he tells you that your boyfriend is horribly drunk and is killing the mood since he won’t shut up about how much he misses you. kiyoomi leans against the wall, watching you as you lock the door to your newly shared apartment. his curls are all messed up and his cheeks are flushed, and when you turn to him, he mutters out can you kiss me?(did you know that kiyoomi sakusa has only ever kissed one person?) and when he is feeling his softest, he looks at you with something too infinite to just be called love in his eyes. he asks you, can i marry you? not will you marry me, because despite his upbringing, kiyoomi isn’t quite as traditional as his mother taught him to be. because, despite the wealth and his growing fame, and the fact that he’s all cold skin and stone heart, kiyoomi sakusa considers it a privilege above all else to be the one you would want by your side.
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morning after <3
when suna is with you, love is in all the little things.
character ▸ rintaro suna
wc ▸ 0.4k
contains ▸ fwb!suna / slight lovesick!suna / implied smut / mostly kinda fluffy stuff / all characters are 18+ / mdni
angel’s note ▸ first fic in ages lmao rly short but i hope u enjoy <3
suna thinks he doesn’t know what love is.
it’s still early in the morning when suna wakes from his slumber. he’s the first one to. blinking away the sleep, he realizes the room he’s in isn’t his; it’s yours, and he spent the night.
outside, the breeze is faint, birds are chirping, and sunlight streams inside through the crack of the curtains, casting your bedroom in a soft, angelic glow.
Keep reading
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Signs and their months on an alignment chart
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promotional illustrations celebrating the release of the new official haikyuu!! illustration book + a bonus christmas-themed sketch from furudate-sensei
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‘you’re kidding me…’ you thought as your stomach dropped as you held your finger down on your boyfriends instagram story. it was august first; national girlfriends day, and much to your excitement your boyfriend had a coloured circle around his profile picture which had meant he posted.
what you didn’t expect to see him post however was a compilation of photos of his self proclaimed ‘girl best friend’ littering the screen with max demarco’s ‘heart to heart’ attached to the story playing over the background. ‘happy national gf day to my favourite girl’ you read as your eyes grew heavy.
tapping off the story and tossing your phone aside, you stared up at the ceiling, tears twinkling under the soft room light and your heart feeling heavier than ever. you didn’t even have it in you to contact your boyfriend to question his social media antics, not right now anyway, not whilst the wound was still so fresh. you’d get back to that later on.
the natural light from outside slowly grew darker as the hours droned on by as your position never changed. fresh tears washed over dried ones until your head was pounding from the non stop crying yet you refused to do anything to ease the pain. your eyes slowly drooped down before closing entirely, exhaustion hitting you hard and stopping you from moving for the next ten minutes before your phone vibrated from the other side of the bed.
you left it there not wanting to look at the device figuring it was your friends checking up on you after seeing your boyfriends story. yet there was no continue spam of messages coming through unlike whenever your friends would text you. one notification came through before you were left in the heavy silence of your room once more.
giving in, you grabbed the phone and tapped the surface to check it. your eyes squinted as they adjusted to the light before widening upon the words across your screen.
‘@k.tetsu has tagged you in a story’
kuroo tetsurō; your academic rival and bane of your existence.
your heart pounded as you tapped on the story unsure of what to expect before your breath hitched as music reached your ears and candid photos of you from across the classroom and shots you frowning slightly you knew the boy had taken to tease you covered your screen. ‘national gf day <3’ was typed across the photos as well as giveon’s ‘like i want you’ played in the background of the post.
your jaw stayed ajar as you took in the post and fact someone that wasn’t your boyfriend had posted and appreciated you. sliding up the story you decided it was only right to thank the boy for the kind gesture despite your rivalry and half playful attitude you’d offer to each other each class.
‘thank you :,)’ you sent in reply as you rewatched the story still in awe.
not even two minutes passed by before your phone vibrated again as the boy replied.
‘no need to thank me. it’s only natural i post my girl on national gf day ;)’
you laughed airily as your heart fluttered against your chest. before you could type a reply, kuroo responded once more.
‘but please hurry and break up with him and let me be your bf to make this post legit, i’m not tryna come across as a home wrecker over here’
there was nothing to homewreck. your soon to be ex boyfriend had made it clear where his priorities laid and they weren’t with you.
august first would be the day your priories would begin to lay with someone who clearly put you first. and that someone would be kuroo tetsurō, your academic rival, bane of existence and future long term boyfriend.
@kuroosecrets for u my love!
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「1:14 a.m.」
suna has always liked his room cold when he slept.
nothing could beat climbing into bed under his thick comforter at the end of the day, curling up to scroll his phone for the next hour. even when his fingers got a little too cold and he had to hide under the blanket until he was warm again (or it got too stuffy), he'd always choose a cold room over a warm one. and his preference didn't change when he started dating you — really, he'd argue being with you only added another pro.
"rin?"
your voice comes suddenly yet groggy. suna has his back turned to you when you call out, but he quickly turns off his phone and flips to face you, concern evident on his face. "yeah?"
"i'm cold.”
maybe if he felt a little less bad, if you didn’t tilt your head up with a frown and eyes still closed because you were tired, rin would laugh a little at the a.c’s noise filling the silence after your complaint. instead, he reaches out and brushes his fingers against your cheek before replying, "sorry, baby."
he slowly begins to work around you, not wanting to wake you up more than needed. he quietly says requests, whispering "lift your feet," and amusedly smiling at your whine before tucking the comforter underneath. “'s that better?"
"mhm," you mumble.
"here, come closer," he calls, lifting his arm for you to move under. you shuffle over and rin drapes his arm on top of you, planting a kiss on your head before pulling it into his chest. your voice is muffled against his shirt when you speak, "you know if you stopped freezing your room every night this wouldn't be a problem?"
"i don't see how cuddling the love of my life without sweating is a problem."
you snort at his reply before sending another jokingly accusatory look, "i'm starting to think you're doing this on purpose, rintarou."
"me? never."
rin's met with a groan and laugh before you tuck yourself further into him, wrapping your arms around his torso. he can hear the smile in your voice as you whisper “mhm. goodnight, rin.”
because even though you wake up every so often, you can't complain when your boyfriend's there to tuck you back in. and it's those nights that rintarou thinks he'd freeze the world, just a little, if it meant he could keep you near him for a while longer.
note from nia: meow. little rin drabble...wtf is the difference between a blurb / drabble / oneshot / scenario . like i'm using these interchangeably or feeling the right one in my soul except i think i'm wrong ? HELP
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atsumu’s green flags are: leaving parties the minute he sees you’re not having fun (he’s gotten too good at reading you for you to even try to pretend to be having a good time); meeting your parents within the first month of your relationship — he’s not serious about a lot of stuff, but he’s serious about you & he wants to prove it; mentioning you in every single conversation — a girl could walk up to him and compliment his shirt and he would go “thanks, my s/o picked it out for me.”; bragging about you all the time, whether it’s about your major, your job, a recipe you just semi-successfully cooked. he 100% believes you’re capable of anything and everything, and he’s so happy you choose to be with him
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from when i (and twitter) went insane over compression sleeves
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hands and knuckles
daichi loves to shower you in love and attention, even when it’s during a drive back home.
sawamura daichi x reader • 400 words • post timeskip
part of my “for the hopeless romantics” series found here!
“alright, alright, babe. i think you’re all good for tonight.”
you whined, still craving a last drink to end the party. however, when you reached out for the glass, daichi pulled it back and shook his head.
“babee, you’re so mean,” you pouted. daichi laughed, he always thought you were cute when you had a few drinks.
he walked up to you, grabbing you by the waist and kissing your forehead. “let’s go home, yeah?”
grabbing your bag and jacket, you hopped off the bar table and walked a few steps until your ankle gave out, causing you to stumble and possibly fall if your boyfriend weren’t there. “careful, y/n,” he caught you in time. he pulled your arm over his shoulder and wrapped an arm by your waist, holding you up to walk you to the car.
luckily, daichi’s car wasn’t too far from the bar. as soon as you got to his car, he opened the passenger door and carefully shuffled you into your seat. he grabbed the seatbelt, wrapped it around your body and locked it, afterwards giving you a gentle kiss to your lips. he walked back to his side, and hopped in. he turned the car on and drove off.
the ride was silent, save for the occasional noises from the outside. daichi was focused on the road, while you laid your head on the window. he pulled up to a stoplight, where he sat back before reaching out his hand to search for yours.
“y/n,” he whispered. you knew what he was asking for, so you reached out to his hand and intertwined his fingers with yours.
his hands always felt soft and this time was no different. it felt warm compared to the cool air in his car, and it gave you comfort to have him hold your hand. he rubbed his thumb over your hand to soothe you, and you wished you could be in his arms right now, but this was all you could do. but you weren’t complaining. this was the next best thing after all.
the light turned green, and before he could drive off, he kissed your knuckles—each one given the same amount of love and attention as the last. and he couldn’t help but stare at you as he did so, making you extremely flustered. you looked away in embarrassment, making daichi chuckle.
“i love you, y/n,” he teased.
“love you too, dai.”
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i got summoned for jury duty and it feels cool to know that the gov noticed me 😝
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husband!atsumu who unplugs cords, tightens jars, and places items around the house just out of your reach so you're forced to ask him for help when the two of you are arguing. whose heart swells ten sizes when you begrudgingly walk up to him in the living room holding a glass jar with an impossibly tight lid that, coincidentally, only an athlete could open. who tests the waters of your temper with small talk, asking things like "i'm in the mood to make some onigiri tonight, got anythin' ya want me to pick up from the store when i head out?" and "i bet ya we finally have enough room for a pup, wanna go through the shelter website with me?". who files down your sharp little edges, placing a soft kiss on your forehead when the lid finally pops open. who can't help but smile when he hears you call for him in that voice just as he's beginning to walk away, turning with a smirk as you sheepishly ask him to get the mug from the top shelf before he leaves. who ends up making 45-second microwave brownies with you instead of heading to the store, and becoming your own personal superman when the two of you settle on the couch and the TV refuses to turn on. who puffs his chest out proudly when you cheer for him as the light returns to the big screen, gushing about how smart he is as he crawls back under the throw blanket with you. who tucks your hair behind your ear when you fall asleep on his lap halfway through your movie marathon, refusing to move or disturb your slumber because this is the closest you've been to him all day since that senseless argument earlier that morning, and he's missed you so, so, so much.
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my guilty pleasure is listening and watching asmr massage and spa videos
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sakusa kiyoomi the love of my life
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