itsbabydior-deactivated20220121 :

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 | 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈 𝐘𝐔𝐔𝐉𝐈

word count: 1k. fic.

cw: female!reader. fluff. yuuji crushing hard. megumi being fed up.

notes: this was supposed to be smut but as i was writing it, it kinda reminded me of the guy i used to go out with when i was in college so it’s heavily based off of that. idk how i feel about it.

“if you don’t close your mouth, you’re gonna choke on a fly or something,” megumi scolds yuuji, smacking the back of his head to snap him back to reality. yuuji blinks a few times, bringing a hand to the back of his head as he turns to his friend with a scowl on his face.

“hey! that hurt,” yuuji furrows his brow, his lips jutting out into a pout as he glares at the dark-haired boy.

“stop spacing out, what are you even look-” megumi looks up to see you a few tables away, biting on your bottom lip as you take notes on something. “oh, never mind.”

yuuji feels his ears turn red and turns away from megumi, who just scoffs and rolls his eyes at him.

“why don’t you just ask her out? staring at her like a creep isn’t gonna get you anywhere,” megumi frowns. “besides, we didn’t come here so you could ogle at her, we need to finish this project.”

“i am not ogling,” yuuji shoots back. “she just happens to be in my field of vision.”

megumi rolls his eyes again. “yeah right, just like you happen to be taking the same art classes even though you have no creative bone in your body or how you happen to know when she studies in the library, you freak.”

he didn’t know what else to say other than he likes you a whole lot and he’s not very good at hiding it. yuuji tries to play it off, even though he knows megumi won’t buy it.

“i’m not a freak. we just cross paths a lot, that’s all,” yuuji lies.

“yeah, okay,” megumi looks at him unimpressed.

yuuji glances at you again. you’re just so perfect. the way you smile at him reaches your eyes too, and they crinkle up when you look up at him. and your lips were just so kissable, always wearing some kind of lip gloss.not to mention how sweet you were to him, using free periods to help him with his homework.

admittedly, yuuji knew he was being a little much, but you were you. he couldn’t remember ever liking a girl as much as he liked you. he wanted to ask you out, he really did, but he couldn’t stand the idea of you rejecting him. so he found himself being content with your friendship.

you look up, seeing yuuji staring at you and you smile, waving at the pink-haired boy. yuuji smiles sheepishly at you, embarrassed that you caught him staring at you. he manages to wave back at you as you gather your stuff and walk over to the two boys.

“hi yuuji! hi megumi!” you chirp. “is it okay if i sit with you guys?”

“yeah, go ahead,” megumi smiles at you. you thank him, taking the seat in front of yuuji. you take out all of your supplies, going back to taking your notes.

megumi scribbles something down on a piece of paper before kicking yuuji under the table. yuuji opens his mouth to say something but stops when megumi subtly shifts the piece of paper so yuuji could read it.

don’t be a pussy and ask her out

yuuji squints his eyes at him before focusing his attention on the worksheet in front of him, or pretending to focus anyway. megumi huffs, deciding to take matters into his own hands. he calls out your name and yuuji starts panicking internally when you lift your head.

“have you eaten yet? maybe we could all get some food when you’re done with your notes,” he offers.

“oh yeah, i’m starving actually-“

“great, well i just got a message from my roommate and my dog ran away so i have to get going,” megumi gathers his things and slings his backpack over his shoulder. “but yuuji here is completely free. you guys have fun, okay?”

megumi shoots you a smile, completely avoiding the glare that yuuji is sending him, before he walks out of the library.

“i didn’t know megumi had a dog.”

yuuji sighs. “that’s because he doesn’t.”

“oh? then why-“

“ugh, i’m so lame,” yuuji groans, holding his head in his hands as you tilt your head in confusion.

“yuuji, we don’t have to go anywhere. if you need to go-“

“i was waiting because i had a plan, and then megumi had to do that,” he mumbles to himself.

“plan? plan for what?”

“i like you,” yuuji blurts out. “i like you a lot, and i was gonna tell you. i-i had this whole thing planned out and i was gonna ask you to dinner but then megumi got tired of hearing me talk about you, and i took these art classes because you were in them, but i don’t want you think that i’m like weird, i just-“

you start to giggle, effectively cutting off yuuji’s rambling as he lifts his head up.

“you’re cute, yuuji,” you smile at him. “i was wondering when you’d come out and say it.”

“huh?”

you roll your eyes, packing your stuff. “you’re not very subtle, you know. not to be rude, but you can’t paint for shit but you’re in all my painting classes. and you don’t need my help in calculus, nobara told me you’re at the top of your class.”

“oh.”

“yeah,” you shrug. “i like you too by the way, if i didn’t say that already.”

it takes a moment for yuuji to process your words.

you knew. you feel the same.

“wait,” yuuji sits up. “you knew and you like me back?”

“yup,” you nod.

“well, why didn’t you say anything?” his lips droop down into a pout. “i’ve been suffering for months, and you didn’t even say anything.”

“wanted to see how long it took for you to ask me out. nobara and i kinda had a bet going on,” you answered truthfully. “but i guess megumi beat you to it.”

“tease,” he mutters.

“yeah,” you lean over the table until you’re only inches away from yuuji’s face. “but you like me anyway.”

you smirk as you pull away and stand up. he looked so cute all flustered like that.

“anyway, now that the cat’s out of the bag,” you reach your hand out for him to grab. “where do you wanna eat, pretty boy?”

tags: @xehr

sunarent :

puppy love

an angsty hinata x reader [0.7k]

⎯⎯ order from @mitskitadori: hinata with puppies, chocolate and holding hands.

warnings: none

masterlist + inbox

a/n: i didnt forget abt the event, i‘m just slow af <3 thank u for ur patience!

this is part of my 1k event

You had known Hinata for basically your entire life. Grown up as neighbors and visiting the same kindergarden and schools - it was guaranteed that the two of you would become close.

Oh and you were. Best friends ever since you were in your diapers.

You were one when you met him for the first time, not really noticing each other as the two of you were still in your own world, yet being somewhat aware of each other’s presence.

You were two when you started pulling on each other’s hair out of curiosity and softly patting the head when the other one started to cry.

You were three when you started swapping toys after a play date, knowing that you would get them back as soon as you saw each other again.

You were four when you excitedly retold fairy tales and your favorite movies with your plushies.

You were five when you ran around the backyard and scraped your knee, only to have him run towards you and console you, calling you strong and brave.

You were six when you sat together at the dinner table, hunched over your homework with your heads fuming and fingers cramping around your pencil.

You were seven when you stood up for each other, defending your best friend from mean kids in your grade.

You were eight when you had sleepovers every other weekend, giggling into the dark hours of the night until you finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

You were nine when you chased each other with sticks, imagining those were swords as you fought in your own fantasy world.

You were ten when your cheeks flushed whenever you were given a compliment, giggling and shaking your head in embarrassment.

You were eleven when you walked around with intertwined hands, just like you had always done, yet this time you worried for your hands to become sweaty, not wanting the other one to let go.

You were twelve when he pressed his lips on yours in a silly game of truth or dare, pulling away after a few seconds with a bright grin on his face and his ears red.

You were thirteen when you sacrificed all of your free time for him, helping him to practice because even if other people gave up, you told yourself that you would never want to leave him.

You were fourteen when you consoled him after his first match, cursing his opponents and ready to throw a punch as he recounted the harsh words that were thrown at him.

You were fifteen when you saw him get beaten down again, only to come back stronger and even more determined.

You were sixteen when you cheered for him in the stands of ever match, bouncing with excitement whenever he scored and screaming his name as soon as the match was over, wanting him to know that you‘ll always be there for him.

You were seventeen when you looked up at him, prouder than ever for bringing his team so far as they stood side by side, a smile on their lips and tears brimming in everyone‘s eyes.

You were eighteen when the two of you graduated, sharing a tight hug with your diploma in hand, scared of what the future might bring.

When you were nineteen you watched him leave you behind, tears in his eyes as he ran towards his goal, not even looking back once.

You were twenty one when you saw him again - a changed man, still as bubbly and as excited as ever, yet his eyes seemed so far, not looking at you but looking through you, almost like you weren’t there.

You were twenty two when you forced a smile on your face whenever he talked about this special person to him.

You were twenty three when he showed you a ring, a beautiful ring, and stumbled over his words to which you only gave him a reassuring nod.

You were twenty four when you saw him standing at the altar, staring at the person right next to him with the beaming grin that he once gave you.

You were twenty four when you realized that a puppy love was all you ever shared - one that never blossomed into something more.

© sunarent. all rights reserved. do not modify, copy or claim as your own. do not repost. reblogs are appreciated

sourstars :

fruit of the heart

What do you do when you’re stuck with a stranger for forty-eight hours? Fall in love, of course.

navi / masterlist

tag list: empty! send an ask to be apart of it! (edit: please click this to join the current tag list)

AUTHOR’S NOTE: i ate the last of my ice cream and a day later i thought i had some left, and this is is what came out of it. enjoy my ✨brain rot✨

WORD COUNT: 0.5K

WARNINGS: none!

PAIRING: Sugawara Koushi x gn!reader

↳ STRANGERS TO LOVERS, BUDDING ROMANCE ↲

Sometimes your universe will feel like it lacks something… 

You never imagined being trapped inside during your overnight shift at your aunt’s twenty-four hour ice cream shop (For two days you might add.) would end in an food fight and kissing a boy you’ve never met, but here you were, sitting beneath the cash register while you laugh breathlessly, shoulder to shoulder, merriment renting a home in the curve of your mouth for the night.

Seguir leyendo

sourstars :

cheers to you & i

Love has a funny way of working itself into one’s life, and in doing so, upheaving everything they’ve ever known — but you suppose it’s always had its reason. So, with that in mind, you learn to reroot yourself, and finally, say goodbye.

navi / masterlist

tag list: @aiiwa @x-ia-n @http-worm @miyarins @frogtanii @simpfortetsu @crapimahuman @tejxswini please click this to join the tag list! (and fully read the form.)

check out my 100 follower event! (closed)

SOURCES: one / two / three / four!

REQUESTED BY: @sincerelykore​ / “hello my love !! CONGRATS ON 100 !!! IT IS MORE THAN DESERVED ‘N ‘M SO PROUD OF YOU !!! as for the request— what about sugawara + lilac (the color), if you can !!”

SUGGESTED LISTENING: nothing / sad n stuff by lizzy mcalpine and pure love by mother mother

AUTHOR’S NOTE: i think we’ve all loved someone who we always wonder about somewhere down the line, and i think we’ve all loved someone so purely, that when it didn’t work out, our hearts are tired. this, is my heart getting rest. // big thank you @smoochiesdiarie @frogtanii and @chimielie who beta’d this, y’all are angels <3

WORD COUNT: 1.4K

WARNINGS: fluff and angst, post rejection healing/recovery?? post time skip but no spoilers whatsoever

PAIRINGS: Sugawara Koushi x gn!reader

↳ BEST FRIENDS TO ALMOST LOVERS ↲

Soulmates didn’t exist.

This was a belief you’d grown into early on, you think, when the first boy you’d truly loved broke your heart.

And when the world moved on after, it only confirmed your fears — but you had to be honest; Sugawara Koushi was purity in human form. With a smile that equaled all the stars in the universe, loving eyes and a heart that rivaled the definition of honesty, it was not unbelievable that loving him was easy.

Seguir leyendo

shvji-deactivated20220113 :

ଘ ASKING THEM TO KISS YOU AGAIN featuring — bokuto koutarou, iwaizumi hajime, kageyama tobio, kuroo tetsurou, matsukawa issei, miya atsumu, sakusa kiyoomi, suna rintarou.

❥ atsumu never settles for just one kiss so when you ask him for another, he agrees almost immediately. he always tries to play it off but the look on his face—the way he smiles with the corners of his eyes crinkling—is more than enough to give him away. it’s quite amusing to watch him try and suppress the lopsided grin at his lips because he really tries to act smug about you wanting to kiss him again, but his little façade never lasts long. he likes to lean in nice and slow, pressing your foreheads together for a moment as he simply peers at you with droopy, lovesick eyes—he’s smitten, truly. atsumu likes to compliment you—or say something borderline embarrassing—before your mouths meet just so he isn’t the only one who’s grinning like a fool; he kisses you just before you can call him a dork in return with two fingers hooked beneath your chin and a pleasant hum buzzing past his lips.

Seguir leyendo

aikk00 :

날 그만 봐..

"Stop staring at me"

반 친구로, 수나 린타로

terrakiyo :

“so.”

suna looks up at you, “so?”

“you come here often?” you grin.

he gives you an unimpressed look. you still notice the way the corner his lips quirked up a little. (your pride swells).

“you know i work here.” he leans against the counter.

you bounce on your feet, lips pursing in faux confusion.

“what a coincidence.” you smile, leaning closer to him. “my favorite person works here.”

he leans forward when you say that, a smirk growing on his lips. “really?”

“yup.” you laugh.

“what about you?” he yawns.

you tilt your head in confusion.

“you come here often?” he shoots back, smirk becoming teasing when you turn away.

you hide your smile behind your hand when you look back at him.

“i frequent this place.” you put your hands on your hips.

“how interesting,” he sighs, “my favorite person also frequents this place.”

you cross your arms over the counter, a smile blooming in your lips.

you lean forward. “do they now?”

and suna nods, a genuine smile on his lips. “yeah. they come here every morning before their first class.”

“i bet they’re happy there’s barely any customers,” you lean up, “they love having you all to themselves.”

“what a coincidence.” he leans closer to you. “i love having you all to myself, too.”

you smile, slowly leaning towards him. suna inches his face closer to yours.

“i have to ask you something very important, though.”

you get goosebumps when his breath fans your lips. you can practically feed his lips against your. you inch your face closer to his.

he pulls away, cocky smirk on his lips. “what are you gonna order?”

you have to stop yourself from toppling over the counter. you blink at him. he laughs when he sees your bewildered expression.

“what?” you squeak.

suna taps the sharpie against the plastic cup in his hand. “coffee. you gonna have your usual?”

you blink at him, frowning. “will it be free if i kiss you?”

“no.”

you click your tongue. “fine.”

“i still wanna cash in that kiss, though.”

hi! I was the one who wrote the itafushikugi piece and I just wanted to thank you for your tags akdhshydgs so glad you enjoyed it 😭😭

OH YEAH NO PROBLEM, thank YOU ! i'm really glad i wasn't being annoying haha :b i literally loved it so much, made me so happy, i spent the rest of my day with HEART EYES because you made everything fall into place so beautifully, like SO CALMING i really really appreciate you sharing your amazing skills in writing so i could read it, i would love for you to lmk (only if that is something you would like to do ofc) if you ever write something more about itafushikugi bc i am obsessed with them and i'm starving yknow :/ ajjsjd jk, but honestly yea it's very hard to find content focused on the 3 of them and their relationship, thank you again <3 i hope you're having a good day/night and tysm for stopping by here hehe :)

rinesei-deactivated20220129 :

[ 5:59 a.m ] - MIYA OSAMU

“you ever sleep?,” you yawn, resting an arm on your roommate’s shoulder, looking at the screen he’s staring at - the time reading six a.m. he’s been studying all night. again.

”ya ever mind yer business?,” osamu answers, shoving you off, “yer up too, if ya didn’t notice.“

“hey, i just woke up!,” you walk over to the coffee maker, putting in some hot water, “but ya’ve been up all night,” you raise an eyebrow, “haven’t you?”

”whatever,” he mumbles, looking over at the piles of books, “leave ‘m alone,” -he picks up his textbook and waves it around-, “a’ve got assignments to do.“

”aight, grumpy ass,“ you scoff light-heartedly, stretching your limbs as you wait for your cup of coffee, resting your elbows on the counter. “ya want some?”

”how are ya so perky early in the morning?,” he turns to look at you, only getting a shrug in response. ”because i sleep,” you pick out another mug for him, “at night - like a normal person.“ pouring his share of the coffee, you set it down on the table, pulling a chair to sit next to him. you look at him carefully, observing.

osamu has always seemed interesting - from the day he’d moved in as your roommate, to now, when you’d say you’ve leveled up to friends.

his t-shirt is crinkled - the grey fabric decorated with some stains - probably something he was eating before. deep bags line the bottom of his eyes, the skin dark in contrast to his otherwise pale complexion. his hair are fluffy - in all their dyed glory; they look so soft, sticking out all over, messy strands falling onto his forehead - his signature put together look absent. his hair look like they smell good too.

you really want to touch ’em.

so of course, you being you, do exactly that.

“what are ya doin’?,” his muted voice speaks as you raise your hand to slowly place it on his head, your fingers extending.

”shhh,” you hold up a finger to your mouth, “just, hold on for a minute,” you tell him, grinning when osamu gruffs in acknowledgment, “fine.“

you stretch your hand nicely, running your fingers through osamu’s hair. it feels good, they’re soft — to be honest, you weren’t completely expecting them to be. after a solid five minutes, you‘re about to retract your hand - when his voice stops you.

“can ya-“ he hesitates, sighing as he sets down his textbook, “-do ya mind doin’ that a little longer?”

”sure,” you reply, walking over to the couch - osamu lets out an internal groan at the loss of contact, following you with his hands in his pockets, posture bent.

“c’mere then,“ you point to your lap as you sit up straight on the couch— perhaps trying your luck at flustering the man - which seems to fail as he simply obliges, placing his head on your thighs as his legs rest up on the couch.

you didn’t actually expect him to lay his head on your lap - you pause for a second, shocked, before he pulls your hand onto his head - making you resume.

“now yer choosing to be shy?,” his lips curve into a smirk on your skin, your hands moving to his forehead - almost instantly curing his headache and making him release a soft groan.

well so much for flustering osamu.

it goes on a while— sitting in silence until you hear a little snore, looking down to see osamu‘s body going up and down slowly, his arms resting under his head - he’s using your thighs as a pillow.

he looks so peaceful, so perfectly serene - something you’ve not seen in a while— a stark contrast to his usual deadpan expression, his lips form a pout; his nose slightly nudging you as his legs spread out behind him, falling off the couch (damned tall people with long legs).

your phone kept on the couch suddenly buzzes, causing you to panic and cut the call before it disturbs osamu. (he deserves some rest, after all). others can wait.

”goodnight,” you whisper, readying yourself to move— about to transfer his head onto a pillow - deciding to leave him alone, considering how he may get embarrassed later.

just as you start lifting up your knees— osamu’s gruff voice speaks up, hands gripping on tighter to you.

“stay.“ he’s never felt this comfortable - he feels loved in your arms; and doesn’t want you to let go.

and as you glance at his face, heart warming at his actions; kissing his forehead as you settle down - he can rest assured you won’t let go anytime soon.

you grin at the side of his head, yawning as your hands slip around him. it’s nice, to be friends with your roommate.

and maybe, just maybe, you could level up to something more.

reblogs appreciated !!

sunkeiji :

# things you do that give them butterflies !

✫ ft. suna , akaashi , kuroo , sakusa , oikawa , iwaizumi , atsumu x gn!reader

✫ a/n: i’m a sucker for casual intimacy. @luvrinnie i hope this makes your week a lil better <3

✫ SUNA can’t help but lean into your touch when you run your hands through his hair. “mm, keep doing that,” he tells you, closing his eyes with a gentle smile on his face. he’s laying his head in your lap, hiding his face in your stomach. and he’s lucky that you can’t see the blush on his cheeks as you comb your fingers through the soft strands. “what was that? you want me to stop?” slowly retracting your fingers, you hear a a tsk. suna laces his slender fingers around your wrist and brings it back to his head. and when you lean down to give his forehead a soft kiss, a grin breaks out on his face — all because of you.

✫ AKAASHI feels his heart rate pick up when you pull him into a hug. there’s something so innocent about the way you hold onto his waist, pulling him towards you so you could wrap your arms around him, and he loves the pure kind of love you show him. he hopes you can’t hear the beating in his chest (you can), and he prays that you never let go. “keiji.” he simply hums in response. “you give the best hugs,” you murmur into his chest. a breathy laugh leaves his mouth, and you know by the sound of it that he’s smiling. his eyes are probably crinkled, his dimple making an appearance. and you smile, too, hearing the way the beating in his chest gets just a bit faster.

✫ KUROO feels so incredibly giddy when you laugh at his jokes. he melts at the sound of your laughter. to him, it sounds like everything beautiful in the world — the dew on a spring morning, wind chimes on a breezy day, the sparkles you see on water when the sun hits it just right. and when you look up at him with the remnants of that glorious sound leaving your lips, he can’t hold himself back from placing his hand on your jaw, and slowly leaning down to kiss your lips. you’re both laughing into the kiss — the feeling of nothing but joy encased between you two — and he feels his heart burst in his chest.

✫ SAKUSA knows that he isn’t always the best at giving you affection. of course, he tells you he loves you every day, and does little things for you, but physical touch has never been his strongest point. so when you lean your head on his shoulder to get comfortable during a long and tiring train ride, sakusa looks at you with love in his eyes. to be this comfortable with him and to initiate the touch he craved so much makes him fall for you even more. he leans his head on yours, taking the chance to slowly intertwine his fingers with yours.

✫ OIKAWA feels his face burn when you tell him you’re proud of him. with sparkling eyes, you tell him the three words that mean so much to him — “i’m so proud” — which sound a lot like three other special words to him. and sometimes, he’ll pretend it was nothing, saying “of course you are, i did great out there.” but when you nod in agreement, pink paints his cheeks. other times, he’ll look at you and simply pull you into a hug, pressing a kiss to your cheek, and wishing you’d tell him those words forever and more.

✫ IWAIZUMI rarely talks about his day, opting to ask about yours instead. he’s always been one to listen and support others, whether it be his team or you. however, when you ask him about his day out of the blue, his breath gets caught in his throat. all of a sudden, he’s a stuttering mess. he feels your hand slip into his, your thumb stroking the back of his hand, and he tells you about every aspect of his day: the little kid who said he wanted big arms like him, the bitter coffee at work, and how he missed you all day. at the end of it, you’re the one who’s flustered, smiling at the thought of being on his mind all day.

✫ ATSUMU lives for your attention. he says he can’t live without it. he often surprises you with little gifts, or by wrapping his arms around your waist to catch you off-guard, but once those actions are reciprocated, tsumu feels his whole body warm up with the feeling of pure love. and when you show him that you were thinking about him by bringing him some lunch to practice, or by randomly coming up to him to kiss his lips, he realizes that he’s never felt this type of love before he met you. “what was that for?” he’ll say smugly, taking ahold of your waist after you kiss his lips. “hm? nothing, just felt like doing that.” and with that, he’s pulling you in for another kiss — this one deeper, and slower. you can feel his heart beating in his chest against yours, and he hopes that your hands won’t notice how warm his cheeks are.

elysianslove :

haikyuu boys as unintentionally flustering things

this has been in my drafts for a bit n i intended to add more boys but i also wanted to put something out for you guys!! so i hope you enjoy :)

includes; suna rintarō, oikawa tōru, iwaizumi hajime, matsukawa issei, miya osamu, miya atsumu, semi eita, akaashi keiji, bokuto kōtarō, kageyama tobio, sakusa kiyoomi, sugawara kōshi, hanamaki takahiro, tanaka ryūnosuke, ushijima wakatoshi, konoha akinori, tsukishima kei

suna rintarō — sitting really close next to someone and having your shoulders and thighs pressed together.

the way your skin feels ablaze and your body’s so tense and you feel a little lightheaded is so intoxicating. you crave more, so much more, but you’ll take what you can get. neither of you make any move to get away, enjoying this minimal physical contact with one another. like you’re both just sitting there and making excuses to stay sitting stuck to each other like this, even if there’s space. for a moment, he does move forward to grab at something in front of him and you deflate a little, but he comes back right away, pressing himself to you and even leaning close to show you something on his phone.

oikawa tōru — leaning down to hear someone clearer or to allow them to whisper in his ear.

oikawa’s incredibly tall, has always been and will always be. he was tall in high school and he‘s tall now, and of course he prides himself in that. half his ego comes from his height. so, given that, more often that not whenever you urgently rush up to him to tell him something, he has to lean down to hear you better, even if you’re only slightly shorter than him. just the way he leans in and tilts his head to the side slightly, eyes unfocused as he listens in before he smiles and twists his head to answer you and his face is so close to yours shbsdjxj

matsukawa issei — manspreading, but not the dickhead type.

the way he sits is always like he’s so effortlessly attractive. he’s kinda slumped in his chair or on the couch like he’s not sitting straight but rather lazily sliding down you know? when he sits, he’s got his legs spread wide and either his hands interlocked and resting on his stomach/crotch, or an arm behind the couch and a hand on his thigh or chest. he always looks??? so inviting??? like you want to go sit on his lap?? and sometimes he leans forward and rests his elbows on his thighs and god. God.

iwaizumi hajime — when guys park in reverse and do The Thing with the steering wheel and The Other Thing with their arm.

iwaizumi’s driving the two of you the majority of the time, not because he doesn’t believe in your driving skills (he doesn’t, rude) but because he kinda just wants to serve you always? like do all he can for you? acts of service ykyk,,, anyways whenever he’s parallel parking or parking in reverse, he starts to do the thing with the steering wheel where he uses only the lower palm of his hand to quickly twist it, and then he puts his arm out onto your seat to glance back and god,,, God.

miya osamu — when guys put their hand just barely on the small of your back when guiding you somewhere.

it’s kind of instinctive with osamu, where he just does it in the moment and you’re left with your nerves on edge and your body on fire for the rest of the night. like you’re trying to get past him to go to your seat or he’s leading you to the window seat on a bus or he’s opening the door for you and gently guiding you. it’s so subtle, his fingertips grazing your back and heat of his palm barely obvious and somehow it’s both the quickest and slowest moment of your life. your back tingles and burns alive for the entire night and the day after too.

miya atsumu — naturally good with kids it’s kind of ??? surprising ???

he’s weirdly like just so good with kids. he’s not awkward and is so smooth when it comes to communicating with them. they always listen to him because he’s just that fun that it feels right to abide by his rules. he’s also always going with the flow too so if the girls dress him up and make him their prince he’ll act accordingly, and if the boys wanna pretend to wrestle him he’ll lose on purpose and he’ll play dead if he gets shot with a nerf gun seriously give this man an oscar. it’s just so endearing watching him there’s no way you wouldn’t wanna marry him.

semi eita — just playing the electric guitar. every instrument too but electric guitar specifically.

the way he casually picks up the guitar and tunes it. the way his fingers move over the strings, the way he glances down barely but then looks up with a small, confident smile because it’s muscle memory for him. the way he shakes his head a little in time with the music. the way he grips the guitar to return it to its place. musician!semi with a lot of rings and chains on and chipped black nail polish. it just <3333

akaashi keiji — saying your name in a conversation

cannot explain what’s so hbwjdnejdd about someone saying your name in the middle of a conversation you’re having. like the need to grab your attention, the way it sounds, the implied and unintended intimacy. like names aren’t generally said a lot during conversations (your name & the person you’re talking to) so when they or you say it, it’s a very lightbulb moment kinda like your attention is completely fixated now.

kuroo tetsurō — that cheeky smile with the tongue to the upper corner of their mouth that guys do.

it’s like a smirk but not really a smirk, where he’s barely smiling down at you, and it’s so teasing. his tongue pokes at the upper corner of his mouth just slightly, and he raises a brow or something. it’s just the type of look that makes your heart tighten in your chest, or makes your stomach flutter and tickle. and the thing is he’s aware he looks good doing it, but he’s so subtly confident that it’s a thousand times more attractive.

bokuto kōtarō — that little celebratory thing guys do after a win/score. let me explain.

so he’s fist pumping the air, leaning back a little and bending his knees. he’s got this feral grin on his face and he’s so sweaty that his uniform’s clinging onto every ridge and muscle and best of all— the way his thighs bulge against the long knee pads he’s wearing. he just looks so good being that happy, high off so much adrenaline. and that surge of confidence it brings him after too!!

kageyama tobio — when they’re super sweaty during a game and guys just grab the hem of their shirt to wipe their sweat

it’s usually during practice matches, and at first it’s always like grabs the neck and wipes. but then it just ends up being frustrating that he has to grab the hem of his shirt. he lifts it up with both hands and just wipes his face, and you’re gifted with the sight of his glistening abs and that trail of hair that leads down into his shorts. he’s so casual about it too like he won’t really realize the consequences of his actions even if some girls are straight up fainting at the sight. i think it’s his nonchalance that makes it even more attractive.

hinata shōyō — those hugs that guys give where you’re swallowed up in their embrace.

it’s a very casual kind of hug, the one where he can continue having a conversation but continue hugging you. it’s that type where he had both arms wrapped tight around you, basically caging you in against his chest. and he starts to do that thing where he’ll rub soothingly or squeeze endearingly, maybe rock you two from side to side while sighing casually. it’s the kind of hug where you’d really needed it and he’s indulging you. you’re silent and just reveling in his touch.

sakusa kiyoomi — that smile where they’re like trying to humor you.

when guys do that thing when you make like a joke or try to one up them somehow and they kinda huff out a laugh or dry chuckle and smile in amusement like yeah ok. it’s kind of a belittling yet challenging smile? sometimes he raises a brow too and he’s so chill and completely unaffected otherwise, with his hands in his pockets and a mask obscuring half his face and then it’s just a raised brow and the hint of a smile seen through his eyes. and he’s staring you down too?? good god

sugawara kōshi — when you nearly trip or fall and they reach out for you.

it’s like that heart stopping near fall and then he gets all wide eyed and reaches out for you, saying “woah, careful” in that really soft, gentle voice. even better if he grabs at your arm or presses his hand on the small of your back to steady you even if you are steady. does he make fun of you after? yes. but it’s still really attractive the way he gets all worried and grows really soft for you in the moment.

hanamaki takahiro — when they can keep up with your energy.

the banter is endless with the two of you. every thing you say he’s got a comeback, a witter, funnier, probably more sexual comeback. it’s so like? exciting? the way he’s always challenging you. he’s always got something to make fun of you of, even if it’s not real and made up. and he says it so smooth and it’s always, always, right in the moment. like he thinks of it in the spot. the fact that it just naturally comes to him how he can keep up with you and match your energy is so, so attractive.

tanaka ryūnosuke — when funny, light hearted guys get super serious about something

he’s always chill and always cracking jokes. he’s everyone’s comfort person, and no matter the situation he can be relied on to cheer and lighten up the mood. but sometimes shit gets serious, like if you’re hurt or something, and he does not crack a single joke. nothing. he won’t attempt to lighten up the mood because he cannot bring himself to. especially if he’s like protective and angry, he gets super quiet and won’t take shit from anyone it’s both heart warming and kinda scary.

ushijima wakatoshi — when serious, solemn, no jokes guys let loose

the complete opposite! ushijima’s super serious and he honestly doesn’t get jokes to even consider making them. he’s a very strong and reliable presence, like a literal pillar. but then maybe you do something stupid or you buy him a snack he’s been wanting and he smiles so softly, so sweetly, and his face just relaxes and softens and his eyes are so kind that you instantly melt. because it’s a sight that‘s as rare as it is makes it all the more endearing.

kozume kenma — when guys have a softer smell rather than a strong, cologne.

when i say softer i don’t mean girlier. i just mean softer. like maybe it’s a fresher smell (like minty) or maybe it’s a more floral smell like jasmine or lavender, or maybe it’s like warm tones (like cinnamon). either way, no matter what he smells like, it’s subtle but there. especially if you sit directly next to him or pass by him. you get a whiff of him and it’s so? calming? alluring? intoxicating in the most subtle way? idk. just. attractive.

konoha akinori — when guys stretch while they’re sitting and their shirts ride up.

he‘s just sitting there minding his own business, relaxing, chatting. he’s had a long day and his muscles are all tight and tense, so he just lifts up his arms and stretches, groaning a little and sighing, in relief and satisfaction, as the tension is relieved. his shirt rides up a bit and he even leans back too, exposing more of his lean abdomen. and when he sags in his chair after he’s got this delirious, satisfied smile or smirk on his face.

tsukishima kei — when a guy is explaining something to you and is demonstrating

like the way he’s trying to explain something on a computer and you’ve got the screen before you so he reaches across you to point something out and then suddenly the two of you are really close?? or if he’s writing down something on paper and he keeps looking up as he’s explaining to see if you’re getting it and to keep you engaged. or when he’s just explaining something and he just. sounds smart. you don’t get a thing but it’s fascinating.

rinesei-deactivated20220129 :

HAIKYUU AS SUBTLE CLICHÉ (?) MOMENTS

♯ ft . sakusa, akaashi, oikawa, suna, sugawara, hinata

𝄢 SAKUSA doesn’t admit it— he probably never will; but when you tip-toe to kiss his forehead (no, you still don’t reach it- have you seen how fucking tall that man is?); his heart skips a beat - he feels like an idiot in love, raising himself higher so you fall on his chest instead, arms snaking around your waist to hold you closer. “unfair!,” you grumble, making a face at kiyoomi as he flicks your forehead. “shut up,” he starts, gaze hooking onto the smile which has somehow made its way onto your face despite not being able to do what you want— perfectly matching the one he’s hiding underneath.

𝄢 AKAASHI can’t take his eyes off your lips when you talk— he tries so hard to listen, but his gaze keeps flickering from your eyes down to your oh-so-kissable lips, hand reaching up to your face as if it has a mind of its own. “can i kiss you?,” he interrupts your rambling, leaning in before you can answer- his mouth soft on yours. as always, he tastes like cinnamon- making you forget what you were talking about as your hand runs through his hair, his gripping your jaw gently to push you further towards him. “sorry,” he chuckles, pulling apart, “just can’t help myself,” his heart beats faster when you shake your head and pull him in for another kiss.

𝄢 OIKAWA is the living embodiment of brushing that stray piece out of your lover’s eyes, whether it’s his hair you’re pushing back- or the other way round. “what ar-,” you pause as oikawa extends his arm, his hand brushing past your forehead to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear. “thanks,” you grin, “it was getting in the way.” he scrunches his nose, tone cheeky, “-way of you seeing my pretty face, right?,” he quips, pouting when you don’t answer, “right?! y/n-chan!” .he demands you pepper his face with kisses to make up for your appalling behaviour.

𝄢 SUNA can read you like a book—you’re the couple who communicates without actually having to. upset at a party, it’s like you talk using simple telepathy when you decide to leave. “ya bored?,” suna whispers, hand on your waist and your back against his chest as he leans down to speak. he’s noticed how your drink’s been resting on the table, your hair twirling in your hands, a slight frown accompanying your furrowed brows. “let’s get out of here and go for a drive,” he suggests, making you snap out of your gloomy state to grin— as he presses a soft kiss to your neck.

𝄢 SUGAWARA has a hand on his stomach, loud laughs leaving him at some joke nishinoya made— asahi’s bewildered expression adding fuel to the fire. “he’s really-,” koushi tries to speak, but is hindered by another loud giggle escaping his lips. his eyes search for yours— you’re laughing too, everyone is. “i can’t believe you, noya,” tears are flowing down your cheeks at this point, knees folded. yours flicker to his, holding eye contact for a few seconds, and somewhere between the joy and laughter- your hearts swell with love. among all the chaos and snorting, his eyes always find you- after all, in a group of people laughing, you tend to look at who you feel closest to.

𝄢 HINATA spaces out while grinning at you— the same sort of trance he’s in while he watches the spot he’s going to spike to. (you know, feeling like he’s on top of the world). looking at you makes him feel just like that— like he has wings. (you’re his cloud nine). “sho,” you poke his arm, getting no response, “shoyo,” you stress again, making him jump as you shake him back and forth gently, hands on his shoulders. “sorry!,” he exclaims, tilting his head to the side and flashing you his wide smile, “you’re so pretty!,” he yells, swaying excitedly as he grabs your hand. his cheeks are bright red, making your heart race at his pure genuine words. (he means what he says, always).

tagging : @sunkeiji @/anon (lmao) @sunarent @sugamintchocochip

- reblogs appreciated !!

melancholicvenus :

HELLOOOOO ITAFUSHIKUGI IS SO CUTE. BYE IM SCREAMING,, omg share some of ur hcs ? 🥺

WOOOW YAY!! they defo toe the line between a full on relationship and qpr for me and i adore them!! some hcs:

these kids spend like 60% of their downtime napping!! megumi usually ends up in the middle because i live by thermodynamic sink megumi! nobara sleeps like a gremlin, in that she probably rolls around a lot and can end up kicking people (shameless projection i’m a horrible person to sleep next to), whereas yuji sleeps like the dead unless he’s super tired in which he will probably murmur under his breath. megumi thinks he has no sleeping habits but he definitely snores and/or wheezes at some part of his sleep cycle

i think its funny that they all had crushes on each other but didn’t realise it at all, like megumi and nobara both initially think i’m not gonna crush on yuji, it’s yuji for goodness sake and then nobara knocks on megumi’s door at midnight like you have to save me i have a crush on yuji and megumi is like oh my god you toooo????????? anyway this is all fine and stuff until nobara finds herself with a crush on megumi and she’s like wtf the tokyo air has ruined me and then by wild guess she realises yuji has a crush on megumi so now she’s playing double agent while she has a crush on BOTH of them and probably runs crying to maki like senpai,,,, put me out of my misery, meanwhile maki literally heard megumi and yuji dying over the fact they both called nobara cute out loud when she did something moderately evil to gojo in class. eventually they all figure it out and it’s a fun polypile

yuji does most of the cooking because he’s the most competent cook, if it’s a complaictsd enough dish that megumi helps, nobara gets stuck with dishwasher and dishes duty much to her chargin.... megumi usually helps her with that too tho so it’s never too bad! the only thing that yuji doesn’t usually cook is tea. nobara is the tea expert, saori taught nobara all the tips and tricks to the perfect cup of anything and especially after cold or rainy missions, her blends are super well appreciated. to round out the kitchen chores, megumi is in charge of the shopping list because he’ll actually take note of things that are running out before they run out and draft a list as time passes, while preparing coupons/checking for discounts,,, and because he probably had the best taste in snacks...

yuji definitely hits his hinted at growth spurt and just towers over everyone (gojo is so put out, where did his tiny cute student go ㅜㅜ) and his strength just seems to increase expontially. nobara and megumi weigh NOTHING to him, he abuses his new tall powers constantly, like he wasn’t already abusing them before. hugs already guaranteed that you’d be a few cms off the ground and now nobara literally shrieks at how high she’s lifted. megumi 100% doesn’t know how to behave around him too like one day he was using those 2cms to his advantage and tilting yuji’s head up slightly and now he’s literally walking into yuji’s chest in the mornings it’s surreal. yuji 1000% relishes in the beneath the lashes looks the other two send him but he goes horribly pink so it’s a double edged sword

yuji takes them to visit his grandfathers grave eventually but like there’s 1000% no angst, idk if any of yall have read csm but think of it like denji and power with aki just a bit more respectful. nobara is absolutely loosing it about going out to the countryside again even tho sendai is a pretty sizeable city; megumi feels kinda bad about the whole circumstances surrounding grandpa itadori’s death and so tries his best to be comforting and supportive only to bicker with nobara insistently by accident. yuji doesn’t mind tho, he didn’t want it to be a sombre event or anything and is pretty upbeat about, he probably makes a joke about how his grandpa didn’t expect him to gain bout a girlfriend AND boyfriend and how he was living double the high school experience. nobara and megumi probbaly promise to take care of yuji when in reality 80% time yuji is taking care of them and because they’re absurdly terrible at it

nobara and yuji definitely bond over self care stuff like face masks, nails, expensive bath stuff. megumi is rather impartial to it until they show him the wonders of self care tm. honestly he still wouldn’t go out of his way to do all the stuff they do without them but he can definitely appreciate how good nobara and yuji look in those animal print sheetmasks or the smell of yuji’s grapefruit conditioner and nobara’s rose water toner or whatever idk i’m bad at self care tooo sjsjsjjdjr

escape bunny shenanigans,,,,, megumi tries so hard to make the distinction that his shinigami are not pets and nobara and yuji do not listen they’ll be like megumi,,, bunny,,, and suddenly the room is full of bunnies who are just waiting for good pets and grapes or whatever fruit they’ve bought in surplus to feed the bunnies. the remaining divine dog definitely lives on the end of whoever’s bed they’re sleeping in that week, if gojo asks they’ll be like megumi is training his stamina and how much time he can keep his shingami around when in reality nobara has bought dog costumes and toys and yuji has like 9 different gourmet dog food recipes open on his phone

i think living together, even before swinging their relationships, comes with a certain number of boundaries they just kinda fall away and so eating off each other’s plates, drinking from the same bottle etc etc comes about pretty fast like megumi doesn’t like peppers cool nobara and yuji will happily eat them off his plate; oh there’s only one ramune left cool let’s split the bottle three ways you know what i’m saying? nobara is probably the first one to hit the clothing and skinship boundaries because she gives zero fucks like she’s walking around in her towel cuz she left her sheet mask in the fridge to get chilly and soothing and whatever and yuji sees her while doing dinner prep and she’s like what you never see a titty before? and he laughs so hard they just kinda forget about it. it’s super hot in summer and megumi is literally dying in just his shorts by the open door and nobara sees his stomach and is like is this a weather appropriate place to lay? and proceeds to belly flop ontology of him anyway. yuji and megumi deinftely have one of those hey, stop screaming it’s me moments in the shower. the boundaries blur and disappear and anything that needs to en addressed is and that’s that...

clearly... i have gotten carried away but yeah,,, them 🥰

solitairesins :

inspired by

[10:46pm] — tokyo prefectural jujutsu high school. nobara's bathroom.

the first years aren't sure when it started or how it started, but their days start and end cramming either into fushiguro's or nobara's bathroom elbowing each other for space and clamoring over toothpaste. maybe it started with yuuji's insistence of shoving first aid kits on their respective attached bathrooms in the dorms, clanking and pushing bandages into any space he could find. as if they didn't have ieiri-san, or as if they had injuries that could be fixed with just convenience store cartoon bandaids and betadine. maybe it started with nobara pounding on the boys' doors, pillow and blankets in arm, demanding they let her sleep with them because it was a heavy storm and a long night. maybe it was megumi's face looking funny whenever he kicked them out of his room — "you're uninvited," he insists — but whatever the case was, the first and last things they see are each other.

"ow!" nobara scowls at yuuji through the mirror, and yuuji winces, pulling back the hair dryer from nobara's scalp and elbowing megumi in the act, making his toothbrush push further into his mouth.

"sorry, sorry!" yuuji cries out, a general apology to the room as two thirds of the occupants scowl at him.

"not too close to my head," nobara grumpily reminds yuuji as he tries to comb through her hair again, the hair blower whizzing mechanically.

for a moment that's the only activity inside the room, megumi and nobara watching closely as yuuji has his tongue poked out, knees bent and back hunched in a position not possibly comfortable, as he carefully and diligently tries to blow dry nobara's hair.

megumi slowly resumes brushing his teeth when he decides yuuji is doing an acceptable enough job of not tugging and a general good job of combing through nobara's hair. he glances at the other half of nobara's head, still wet and limp, making a dark wet patch on the shoulder of her sleep shirt; he makes a note to volunteer for the hair blowing task the next time. he's had enough practice with his sister, he thinks, which is maybe enough to pass nobara's standards. for now though, he fetches the towel around yuuji's shoulder and pats it onto nobara's, gently drying as much as he could with one hand brushing his teeth and yuuji's elbow pointing at his face.

nobara's gaze meets his through the mirror as he finishes the task, and she pushes the glass of tap water on the sink closer to him as he twists to rinse his mouth. she scoots on her seat and out of the way, letting megumi wiggle his way in front of the sink. she sees and feels yuuji dutifully lean back with her; he's a quarter done now, and by the pace he's going the other half of her hair will be dry before he could get to it. she lets him continue, though. he'll get better with practice, she thinks.

megumi finishes rinsing and plops the toothbrush in the holder, clattering beside the other two brushes inside. he lets nobara scoot back into place, before gently nudging yuuji and muttering, "let me."

yuuji relinquishes the dryer and squeezes past megumi, watching how fushiguro combs through nobara's hair and deftly maneuvers the clunkily big and awkward dryer as he blindly reaches for his toothbrush. he watches megumi finish the sections in nobara's hair faster than he learned how to aim the machine properly, and sticks close to the wall as megumi maneuvers to the other side of nobara's head. he likes moments like these, yuuji does. it's quiet and normal, and most times he could pretend things are okay and that there aren't heavy things he needs to think about. he likes watching his friends work through their routines, likes volunteering to help them; likes being around them. wishes he could have more of this.

the dying whirr of the dryer is deafening after so many continuous minutes of it going and echoing inside the bathroom, and yuuji feels like he could still feel the vibrations inside his head as he sticks the toothbrush in his mouth.

the three of them maneuver again so that megumi could put the blower under the counter. yuuji doesn't really know why one or two of them just scooch past outside the bathroom so there's more space for everyone, but it's not like he wants to, so he doesn't.

nobara is settled in front of the sink with yuuji beside her, when nobara's horrified gaze meets yuuji through the mirror. "yuuji, that's my toothbrush!"

aikk00 :

I love how my fanon suna is all hot and badass and then canon suna is literally like:

jack-olin :

jjk episode 1

isagisyoichi :

0X1=LOVE SONG (I KNOW I LOVE YOU)

SYNOPSIS: little things they do when they’re in love.

CHARACTERS INCLUDED: isagi, bachira, niko, chigiri, raichi, nagi, sae, reo.

WARNINGS: none i think

A/N: part 2839933 of me cleaning out my drafts

ISAGI YOICHI:

always remembers to grab some of your favorite candy whenever he’s at the gas station. still has the receipt from your first date together. unironically looks for his and your initials whenever he sees one of those “these initials are soulmates 😦” tiktoks that were obviously made by 12 year olds. i mean, isagi already believes you two are made for each other, but you know, extra reassurance never hurts.

BACHIRA MEGURU:

buys cringey couples clothes “ironically,” or so he says. tries makes you wear them with him in public. resist his puppy eyes for the sake of your dignity. talks to his mom about you often, with a permanent lovelorn lilt in his voice as he raves about you. his mom's been planning your guy's wedding in her head for months now. lets his guard down with you. puts away his happy-go-lucky persona for a while and lets himself cry in your arms about the things that hurt him in the past, because he knows he’ll be okay as long as he has you.

CHIGIRI HYOUMA:

lets you, and only you, touch his hair. will let you braid it, tie it up, whatever, as long as you're being careful, of course. likes to read to you while you rest your head in his lap. used to roll his eyes when he heard the cheesy love songs blasting from his sister’s room but now, chigiri finds himself smiling at the sound (even though he'd rather die than tell anyone that). it’s because he finally understands what they’re talking about, what love is about, and it’s what he has with you.

RAICHI JINGO:

gifts you a necklace with a little “j” on it, so you can have a little part of him everywhere you go. and because he loves the way the silver pendant glistens when you talk to another guy. never fails to hype you up in your instagram comments. does the absolute most to talk to you when his phone is taken. makes a google doc so you guys can talk on that, emails you on his school account, gets a backup phone LOL. raichi’s living proof of “if he wanted to, he would.”

NAGI SEISHIRO:

you’re the only person he answers when he receives a facetime call unannounced. the type to have four different conversations with you on four different messaging platforms. y’all are arguing on snap but playing 8ball on imessage 😭 puts you on to his music. nagi is a huge gatekeeper for no reason, but you’re the one person he deems worthy enough to share his musical knowledge with. it's his way of telling you that you're special to him in a way no one else is.

ITOSHI SAE:

has playful arguments with you all the time. he’s always liked how you’re one of the few people capable of keeping up with his neverending spiel of sarcasm. has no problem complaining to the chef when your order is wrong, even if you insist it’s okay, because to sae, it’s not. to him, you only deserve the best. lets his ice cold exterior melt when he’s alone with you. he smiles genuinely, lets out slight chuckles at your lame jokes, speaks without insulting someone after every other sentence, just softens up so much around you. you’re good for him, you know that?

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE:

doesn’t mind when you hog the blanket. in fact, he’ll let you have all of it, even if it means he’ll be freezing. keeps a picture of you in his wallet. blushes when people see and asks if that’s his significant other. never fails to make you breakfast whenever you spend the night with him. makes you daydream of a future where you can look forward to his cooking everyday.

MIKAGE REO:

pins your conversation with him on imessage. will happily make any and all corny couples tiktoks with you. y'all have even gone viral a couple of times which have earned comments from nagi about how you two have “gone hollywood” on him 😐. the type to chat your dad up about stocks and stuff to kiss up to him, but reo actually knows what he’s talking about. your dad had accepted reo’s position as his future son in law within ten minutes of meeting him.

NIKO IKKI:

seriously relies on those “wiki-how” articles for relationship advice because he doesn’t trust his friends but, he does want to know to make you happy. when he holds your hand, niko rubs his thumb against the back of your palm. lets you take him out of his comfort zone. even though he’s rather rigid with his limits, niko finds himself loosening up in your presence, allowing himself to experience more of what life has to offer. as long as you're by his side, of course.