And If I Said Kuroo Bird Watcher, Then What? If I Said He Gets Up Early In The Morning To Set Out Certain

kiyoko would top me but in a non sexual type of way

wyr my beloved I miss you bad ❤️ how are you??

dodger my love i miss you so bad too ❤️🫶 i’m doing okay!! reorganized my room recently and loving it a little too much 😭 how about you?? giving you all the love

wyr my love!! you associating me with osamu makes me wanna weep a little... funny enough he's also the first who comes to my mind when i think of you (SORRY KIYOKO) just because i feel like we bonded over him. miya kissers and everything 🙂‍↕️

however i do associate no one else but you when it comes to kiyoko and i hope i get to thirdwheel you two on an apple picking date when the season comes around hehe

just realized i never answered this

(this is me when i finally check my inbox btw)

NO but i absolutely accept my link with brother in law osamu 🙂‍↕️ he is my bro, my lover in another life, and one of my favorites to write. and he will always be the reason we met so OF course i will accept it 🗣️

cheering because kiyoko and i will forever be linked in your mind (and everyone else’s i hope 👁️👁️). and after the apple picking date we WILL be making some apple pie

#embarrassed #crying #throwing up

learning you’re australian makes so much sense lowkey. in the best way ever

WYR I SWEAR IVE TOLD YOU I WAS AUSTRALIAN LIKE MULTIPLE TIMES😭

⋆✶.* info / rules

writer dog lover always basking in the sunlight enjoyer of clean dishes lover of books (the martian my beloved) cosmic crisp apple fan <3

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˚✶ * the back of a railcar osamu m. x fem!reader

you decide to quit your job and take a long train journey across japan. deciding to stay awake for the full 23 hours to truly reflect on all aspects of your life, you pack your bags and prepare for an adventure. however, upon stepping foot on the train, you see someone you never thought you'd see again. your high school sweetheart turned college ex. and as he learns of your idea, he urges his own participation in the task, making it the most invigorating and confusing 24 hours of your life.

status: in progress  taglist: open  warnings: each chapter will be one hour in the 24 hour period, possible smau moments, friends/exes to lovers, questionable choices on y/n's part, slow updates, vulgar language, jokes of sexual nature (nothing explicit)

chapters;

coming soon…

i was asked if i could share the fics mentioned in the quiz :3

… bitter by @nectardaddy

… rot by @dumdogs

… my bisque beau by @ottocre

… jackal's den by @nekozaki

… to be loved is to be known by @hiraethwa

… duskwatch by @megapteraurelia

… soft launch & exoplanets by me

˚✶ * the old ball and chain w/ iwaizumi

m.list / wc: 362

    “-my wife, well she picked out my tie to match her dress, but honestly i wouldn’t let her pick out much else besides kitchen tiles if you know what i mean,” an older man, one of the investors or higher ups, sloshes around a glass of whiskey, slicked back hair showing his age. 

  iwaizumi furrows his eyebrows, clenching his fists as he stands beside oikawa. he rarely attends fundraisers or events, especially when you’re unable to attend. he likes having you there, feeling your hand in his, your lips against his cheek whenever he needs your presence. however, oikawa tends to make it difficult for iwaizumi to say no, especially when he offers to fly the both of you down to argentina.

  “actually i don’t,” he steps forward, hands on his hips. his lips are downturned at the corners, teeth clenched together.

  the older man tilts his head, swallowing hard, adam’s apple bobbing up and down. raising his eyebrows, he lets out a nervous laugh. “you know? ‘the old ball and chain’? surely with that toy thing in your pocket, you understand how needy wives and children are,” he waves his hand dismissively, a cocky smile gracing his face.

  oikawa looks over at iwaizumi, biting his lip as he takes a step back. he knows that he would never joke about you, let alone let anyone else have such a chance. “my partner is nothing of the sort, and i actually asked her to put it there so she could be close to me. so, call them the old ball and chain once more and you’ll enjoy a balled up fist to your face,” iwaizumi steps towards him, suit jacket tightening around his arms.

  “no need to be so uptight!” watching the man walk away, oikawa looks over at iwaizumi, a smile growing on his face. 

  iwaizumi looks over at oikawa, spotting the smirk that’s growing on his face. “a word of this to n/n and you’re dead,” he waves his hand, walking off towards the buffet filled with small appetizers. 

  “what? don’t want her knowing you’re absolutely whipped? cause i think she knows after how bad you cried at your wedding-”

gen taglist: @nnnyxie @sippn-the-tae @ayatakanosstuff @silkloom @megapteraurelia @dazqa @lale-txt @solzscribblez @bluemailhiot @hyunteru @kameyyy

˚✶ * bathroom tiles w/ suna (slight nsfw)

m.list / wc: 350

    the bathroom tiles feel damp to the touch, clothes strewn about. an old rickety fan runs above, unable to keep up with the temperature change. a window is propped open in the hopes of letting the moisture out, however, it only brings in the sound of cars racing by. you press your back up against his, relishing in his hands running through your hair. 

  his fingers are gentle against your scalp, moving slowly, sensually, as the water trickles down against his back. soap suds build up within your hair, pieces pressed down against your skin. “i love you,” he whispers, leaning his head down, kissing your jaw line, “and how sweet you taste.”

  “it’s honey body wash, the same one i’ve always had,” you lean into his touch, hand reaching up to caress his neck, stubble reaching down to his adam’s apple. him having hardly any time to shave it.

  suna looks up at you through half-closed eyelids, still reveling in your touch. pressing his lips against your skin again, he breathes in the same warmth, the sweet sensation sending goosebumps down his legs. your skin is soft to the touch, imperfections unnoticeable as his fingers trace from your sides to your hips. they move gently beneath the water, butterflies forming in your stomach.

  “it feels like i’m breathing you in for the first time,” he moves his hands to the back of your neck, thumbs massaging circles into your muscles. suna leans down again, kissing the bottom of your neck, trailing his lips up to your hairline. 

  reaching your hands back, you find his, pulling them around your shoulders. your back sticks to his stomach, the soap draining down your bodies as you step into the water. the steam builds in the shower, sticking to the bathroom tiles, condensation building. they feel sticky and overwhelmed like your bodies turning to one, your lips pressed against his. beads of water roll down your skin until it joins the rest of the mixture of liquids at the bottom of the shower. swirling down the drain as he pulls you even closer. 

gen taglist: @nnnyxie @sippn-the-tae @silkloom @megapteraurelia @dazqa @lale-txt @solzscribblez @bluemailhiot @hyunteru @kameyyy

wyr i'm obsessed with the coworker kuroo au when i read it i looked like this

LMAO i’m so happy you enjoyed it!! i may have to get my grimy little hands on it again just for you 👀