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THEY VISIT TOGETHER MY HEART IM CRYING -
It’s also no longer raining (Kazuki holding umbrellas) which is kinda symbolic of how after dark times comes brighter weather - they’ve made it yall
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i love you, partner! bachisagi charm for next shop drop :)c
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HAPPY 2023!!! <3
Japan National team shrine visit, minus Iwa-chan as he has already been booked months prior. (they got custom seijoh haori made so they could all be matching and dunk on the other shrine goers)
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Art collection for bundle up Kageyama Tobio I did on twitter.
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I wish a merry christmas to all of you who still stand me and a excellant new year!🎄🎅
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I got distracted from all my other wips today by dog dad Atsumu brain rot. Thinking about him and his golden retriever Sett because of sett-er.
He comes home from the Olympics and she's so excited she can't help but to mess on with his jersey whilst he showers after getting back and then this cuteness happens 🥹
Now he has two golds
It's still a WIP but I'm almost there
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“Yeah, I’m with my friend…”
How various Haikyu boyfriends would respond to you calling them your friend on a phone call
Immediately appalled. Will take the phone from your hand and say “yes hello this is YNs BOYFRIEND! Yes you heard me correctly!” Will do this while simultaneously glaring at you
OIKAWA, ATSUMU, Iwaizumi, Daichi, TANAKA, Hanamaki, SUGA, Nishinoya, Yaku, Kuroo, Kyotani, Terushima, Yamamoto, HOSHIUMI
He’s honestly so hurt, like HOW COULD YOU?!? Immediately thinks your relationship is over and will definitely start crying. Crawls on his knees to you and is like “YN please- YN what did I do now? Hey hey- are we still dating? Please Yn I’m sorry!”
BOKUTO, Hinata, Koganegawa, Asahi, Goshiki, Aran, Shibayama, Lev, Inuoka, Yamagata, Komori
Oh he’s gonna be P to the E to the TTY! Will probably give you the silent treatment for a while until you say something. Then they will respond with something like “oh I had no clue you cared so much about your FRIEND YN”
TSUKISHIMA, Suna, Kunimi, MATSUKAWA, Ennoshita, Tendo, Kenma, Shirabu, Yahaba, OSAMU, Kawanishi, Konoha, Hirgumi, Sakusa
The ones who say nothing, at first… then when you hang up the phone they will calmly address their concerns. “YN, I noticed you referred to me as a friend instead of your boyfriend. Is everything ok?”
KITA, Kindaichi, Semi, Akaashi, Watari, Washio, Reon, Omimi, Akagi, Ginjima, Kai, Fukunaga, Narita, Kinnoshita
Bitch doesn’t even know you referred to him as a friend. Totally zoned tf out
Kageyama, Ushijima
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hybrid boys DISTRAUGHT at the smell of another animal on you~ (coughs, /miyas/)
Oh the twins are awful when it comes to you smelling like other people or hybrids, bemoaning about how 'you smell different, you don't smell like them anymore'
In particular, Atsumu tends to get huffy as he watches you take off your shoes—and it's almost a laughable sight: to see your big hybrid-lover with his arms across his chest, leaning against a wall, reduced to such a silly instinct. (Atsumu would tell you it isn't silly, it isn't funny, he's entirely serious about disliking how you come home no longer smelling like him and that, maybe, he should find other ways to get his scent stuck to your skin and clothes for longer)
Osamu is more handsy, gently tugging on your arm to smell at your wrists, palms moving down to keep you still by holding your waist so that he can catch every smell possible on your body. He knows he doesn't need to be so close, but he wants to; he could pick out what restaurant you went to four hours ago by scenting the air ten feet away, though he chooses to be right upon you instead, as close as possible
[send in a hybrid thought!]
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"Never. Have I ever been. So! Betrayed!" Atsumu slams his backpack down on the bench.
Something inside crunches.
"Is something wrong, Atsumu." Kita rhetorically but kindly asks, giving the blonde an opening to talk.
"Oh I dunno cap," he says with an angry pout, "would ya say yer best friend fergettin' yer birthday is wrong?!"
There's a collective eye roll and squeak as ball carts are rolled away to give the dramatic setter a wide berth.
"Not a hi, hello, a hug or a card! Look at this!" He slaps his phone screen, not actually showing anything, "no missed calls, no texts, not even a tweet, tag, or Snapchat! Nuthin'! It's like I don't even exist!"
Kita patiently offers "are you sure it's not something more serious?"
"More serious?" Atsumu frowns. "Ya mean like," he gasps scandalized, "we're not even friends anymore? Cap, do ya really think that's what's happenin'!?"
"No, dumbass he means the stomach flu," calls Osamu from the other side of the court. "It's goin' around."
Kita clears his throat, halting Atsumu before he can charge at his brother. "Was your best friend in school today?"
Atsumu pouts. "Whadd'ya think I meant when I said--ooh..."
A collective groan across the court.
"That's bad, even for you Atsumu," scolds Ginjima and the blonde blushes with a scowl.
"Sorry 'm not keepin' track of everyone every second!"
"Quit while you're ahead," calls Suna.
Kita shepherds them into practice and a grueling, sweaty two-hours later Atsumu's running out of practice still in his white pants and maroon jacket.
Your mom answers the door and he slips in without waiting to be invited, too caught up in the spiral of what your silence could mean.
"Don't go up there, Miya!" she calls. She doesn't chase after him, though...too used to the characteristic thick-skulled stubbornness.
He throws open your door but
It's empty.
On your desk is a bouquet of balloons tied to a little fox stuffie in a handmade maroon jacket.
He's immediately teary.
There's a card leaning against it with his name and he gingerly opens it lips wobbling as he reads your affectionate words.
The tender moment is punctuated by a visceral splat.
Followed by a sickly groan and flush of the toilet from across the hall, Osamu was right.
You have the stomach flu.
He knocks and there's an ill-moaned "whaddyou want moom..."
"It's uh...it's me."
"'Tsumu? Wha'the hell, go home...you're gonna get sick..." You belch unflatteringly and he chuckles.
"I thought ya fergot ma birthday." He leans against the doorframe. "Why didn't ya tell me ya had the flu?"
"An' ruin your birthday?" You sound like you're heaving again. "I didn't...I didn't want to--"
He winces at the sound. "Tsk. Alright fine. Yer too thoughtful..."
"Did you, did you find," you pant, "your present?"
"Yep." He smiles fondly at the fox still sitting on your desk.
"Good. Now get the hell out of here."
"What if..." He chooses his words carefully. "What if stay an' take care of ya....an' then tomorrow we can be sick together?"
"Why would you...willingly choose that 'Tsumu..."
"...'Cause..." He's pouting and he knows you'll be able to hear it in his voice. "It doesn't feel right...celebratin' my birthday without ya. Not really a celebration at all..."
Only the sound of your heavy breathing can be heard and for a long moment he wonders if you fell asleep.
"You're such a dummy. Ya read the card already, didn't ya."
He smiles. "Maybe..."
"Well, I was hoping my confession wouldn't...wouldn't be like this..." you pant.
"Even if I accept?" He's holding his breath that you relent. "An' ask ta be yer boyfriend?"
You chuckle weakly. "I don't want my new boyfriend to see me like this."
"As her new boyfriend it's ma duty ta take care of ya." He grins. "An' then ya can take care of me when I get sick."
You snort. "You're gonna be...the biggest baby if you catch this."
"Yup! But it's what I want!"
There's a deep sigh and a rustle of plastic.
You open the door pale and as sweaty as he is, holding a small trash can lined with a plastic bag and he can't help it.
He picks you up in a quick sweep and carries you to bed. "Don't worry, I won't expect ya ta do this part fer me tomorrow."
"Oh good," you smirk. He gently tucks you in bed and sets up your laptop to play the current episode of the series you're watching together. And when he climbs in bed next to you, you offer a feeble smile. "Happy birthday, 'Tsumu. I love you."
It's the best present he ever could have asked for.
Oh, did you think that was it?
Not quite.
Because Atsumu got your confession, his cuddles, and yes--
Your stomach bug.
Thankfully it only lasts twenty four hours so the next morning when you're feeling better you head over to his house to find him, sure enough, kneeling over the toilet.
Yes, the biggest baby ever when he's sick.
Yes, he's over it in twenty four hours but milks the situation for all it's worth.
And yes...to this day, now as your husband, he still insists it was one of his best birthdays ever.
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aran likes to send one twin "happy birthday" at exactly midnight and the other at exactly 12:01. he switches it up every year (or at least tries to) and then the twins spend the whole day fighting over being aran's favorite.
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