I Wish I Could Write As Confidently As Last Year

⋆✶.* fic masterlist

ꕀ multichapter - the back of a railcar / osamu m. - mating call / kuroo t.

ꕀ oneshots - apple bottom jeans / atsumu m. - busted lip / kageyama t. ✦ - hidden treasure / kuroo t. ✦ - too sweet / atsumu m. - the old ball and chain / iwaizumi h. ✦ - morning massage / osamu m. - blueberry skies / kita s. - crinkled eyes / hinata s. ✦ - bathroom tiles / suna r. - first date / atsumu m. - soft spoken love / iwaizumi h. ✦ - grandma’s kitchen / oikawa t. - wake up call / kuroo t. ✦

ꕀ headcanons - coming soon…

✦ / favorites ᘞ / completed

˚✶ * apple bottom jeans w/ atsumu

m.list / wc: 375

    "oh- like the song?" someone asks from beside you, barely passing through the thick noise of your headphones and the shuffling of feet down your university campus' hallways. 

  furrowing your eyebrows, you turn around to see who was speaking. standing there is atsumu miya, hand grappling at his backpack's strap. the other presses a volleyball against his side. his eyes widen as you look back at him, lips forming into a straight line, "sorry, i was thinking out loud. but it's your shorts, right? 'apple bottom jeans'."

  you had never spoken to atsumu miya before. never having been in the same groups or classes before. his reputation solely connected with his volleyball career and 'attempt' at being a physical therapy student (mentions of multiple relationships seem to come up too). biting your lip, it takes you a moment to remember what shorts you were wearing. the small apple patch on the back pocket nearly erased from your memory.

  "oh, no it has nothing to do with the song," pursing your lips, you look back to your phone, waiting impatiently for your friend to text you back.

  he says something, you can tell it's him despite the loud music playing through your headphones, the way his inflection just seems to worm its way into your ears. looking back at him, you raise an eyebrow. "what'd you say?" you pull one of your earbuds out, eyes wide.

  "just that it looks really cool... matches your shoes and everything," atsumu shrugs his shoulders, hands stuffed into his pockets. he has a sullen look on his face, like he's not saying everything he wants to say, or he just can't get it to sound exactly like he wanted.

  nodding your head, you give him a short smile. "thanks, your volleyball has a neat design, you just carry it around everywhere you go?" you question, not quite meaning to continue any lengthy conversation with him, especially knowing his reputation. 

  the corners of his lips turn upwards, hands fiddling with the unique patterned ball. "no, but if it inspires you to have a conversation with me, then maybe i should," as soon as the sentence passes through your ears, you realize why he has such a reputation. he's just too much of a charmer.

˚✶ * hidden treasure w/ kuroo

m.list / wc: 522

    "you don't always have to have a reason for coming over," you lean against your apartment's door, hand gripping the door handle, legs crossed. 

  kuroo's standing in your doorway, a takeout bag rolled up and resting comfortably in his hand. he has a thin jacket on, one he got at work, his name and old number embroidered into the fabric. the warm spring wind never stopped him from looking his best, especially when he knew he was coming over to see you. "then don't consider this a reason, more so a treat," he leans forward, kissing the corner of your lip before walking into your kitchen.

  "that's still a reason.." you counter, looking back at him as you absentmindedly lock the door. 

  "can't a guy just treat his partner like they're the greatest thing in the world without being criticized," he rolls his eyes, reaching out his hand to wrap around your waist, pulling you close to him. 

  shrugging your shoulders, you try to seem nonchalant despite how in love he still makes you feel. your heart still beats quickly when he brings you closer, your face growing warm every time he compliments you. it's like you're falling in love for the first time every time you see him. yet he always seems to see past your facade, “because you are the greatest thing in my life.”

  “you’re really cheesy, you know that?” you raise your hand to wrap it around the back of his neck, playing with his shorter hairs.

  “you’re going to think i’m even cheesier after i show you this,” kuroo kisses the top of your forehead before pulling back to unravel the takeout bag, grabbing out whatever food he had procured for dinner, “you know how you’ve been collecting things from each of our dates? keeping them on the fridge or wherever..”

  he pops open the lid to a sauce, looking over at your periodically as your eyebrows begin to furrow. “yes?” you question, forearms pressing against the island counter while you lean forward. 

  smiling widely, he reaches for his pack pocket, grabbing something and hiding it in the palm of his hand. staring into your eyes, kuroo holds out his closed hand, biting at his lip. “we’ve talked about how you don’t have anything from our first date. and i know how much that annoyed you, so i went digging and found this,” he opens his hand to reveal a receipt.

  on it are the pastries he had bought you, offering to after you accidentally left your wallet at home. it also having been the first time you met. “oh ‘suro,” you grab it from his palm, ignoring the fading ink and wrinkles throughout the paper. 

  “i can’t believe you found this!” it’s hard for you to hide your excitement as you hang it up on your fridge, a small orange magnetic holding it up. god, i love you so much, you whisper beneath your breath, looking back at kuroo as he grabs a couple plates. 

  “i love you too,” he replies, happily giving you a kiss as you lean over the island counter, tasting the small bites he’s already stolen from the meal. 

˚✶ * crinkled eyes w/ hinata

m.list / wc: 400

    "don’t you have practice today?” you look up towards hinata, hand over your eyes, protecting them from the bright rays of sunlight. 

  hinata, your own little ball of sunlight, stands with his hands on his hips, feet digging into the hot sand. a smile rests on his face as he looks back down at you. “i ran down the beach since you said you’d be here! plus practice ended,” he peers down to his running watch, beads of sweat on his skin, “ten minutes ago.”

  “and where’s your bag and- well and your stuff?” you question, one eye open as the sun beams down around his head like a halo.

  “heiter said he’d drop it off at the apartment for me, and i have my wallet in my pocket. meaning, we can grab some ice cream after this,” he plops down next to you in the sand, one hand reaching around to rest on your hip.

  pursing your lips, you lean into his touch. you’d never classify hinata as clingy, at least not in the traditional sense. he gives you plenty of space when you need it, but there are times when he just can’t give up the energy you expel. the feeling he gets when he sees the sun shining on your face. or how the waves reach your feet and your nose crinkles by how cold it is.

  “well, then i’ll need to borrow this, since you’re here,” you reach your hand up, grabbing his favorite baseball cap off his head, hair springing back out as his hand runs through it. 

  grabbing a few seashells with your free hand, you set them inside the cap, making sure to brush any remaining sand off. they’re of different shapes, sizes, and colors. so unique like a fingerprint, all so beautiful to you. “like you don’t need to ‘borrow’ it every other day,” hinata shakes his head, while not necessarily shaking his smile.

  “you know you love it,” you glance over at him, rubbing another seashell free from sand.

  he keeps his eyes on you, even as you look away. the lines that form at the corners of your eyes, how they squint as you try to clean off every grain of sand. doing it so carefully as to not damage his hat, his favorite due to being a gift you had given him. bits of your love in everything around him. 

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

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

how to write on a regular basis? send post.

orange orange orange! 🍊 also wanted to share that one of my fave perfumes is called satsuma, which is kinda related to mandarin oranges!!

orange!! 🗣️ i love that so much so thank you for sharing stellar. it’s so funny i work with perfumes sometimes and immediately checked fragrantica for it lol (we use it occasionally to check top/base notes)

#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😭

i don’t know a thing about pokemon but i love these little guys

tags: @lale-txt @inloveinsickness @bakery-anon @bokutoko

starting a tag game because i'm obsessed with this pokemon team planner thing and i need to know all of your dream teams (if no one does this i will actually sob)

here's mine:

(it's okay if you don't know pokemon, there are options to filter out by type/colour/generation and you can just pick out whatever speaks to you)

tags: @stellar-headquarters, @3p1logu3, @kameyyy, @sahrberrii, @mayyhaps, @inloveinsickness, @bakery-anon, @earier, @nectardaddy + anyone who's reading this!

HIHIHI WYR!!!! AS PROMISED!!!! FINISHED EXAMS AND IM SLEEPING IN UR INBOX!!! HRU how have y been and how’s work been omg

I CAN’T BELIEVE I FORGOT TO REPLY 😭😭 I’M SO SORRY 🫶🫶 but so happy for you and your completed exams!! crossing my fingers you did well <3 i’m good!! got some of my plants outside today now that it’s warm enough and i’m so happy ‼️ and work is going well!!