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For all your Osomatsu needs

To those who like not just Osomatsu-san the show, but Osomatsu himself: check out @osomatsu-protection-squad! 

This blog is entirely dedicated to Osomatsu only, and the admin is taking requests for---you guessed it---just Osomatsu (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o))) 

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Are you okay? This blog went silent suddenly

Yeah, I’m okay! Thanks for asking T___T I’m just juggling a lot of stuff at the moment, just the usual, but I’ll be back soon! Sorry for disappearing and as always, thanks for sticking by!

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Reaction of female s/o getting a nightmare and climbing into their bed (cuddling and snuggling and stuff but keep it sfw please) for KUROO, Oikawa and Iwa-chan

I like how Kuroo is all capitalized because it mirrors my everyday thoughts OTL

Kuroo’s eyes drift open the moment your hand touches the blanket, which isn’t very much sound at all. It might be unsettling to some, the way one amber eye, obscured by black hair and pillow, pins you right in place. But it’s the most welcoming sight to you, especially after the terrible dream you had.

“Sorry, Kuroo,” you whisper as you carefully climb under the covers. “Nightmare.”

Kuroo props himself up and away from his pillow to give you room, and you settle down beside him. 

“Wanna talk about it?” he asks sleepily. 

“You should sleep, though.”

“There’s nothing better than scary stories late at night.” Kuroo brushes your hair out of your face and smiles encouragingly. “And it might help you fall asleep. I’m all ears.”

You feel pretty bad for waking Oikawa up like this—the clock’s ticking its way to 4 a.m. and you know he hasn’t been sleeping well as of late—but it’s also the only solution. Oikawa’s voice is thick and exhausted when he wakes up, but he insists that he was already awake.

“Want me to protect you?” he asks, voice lilting and lips curling into a very Oikawa smile.

Even though he’s only half-awake and shrouded by five sleepless nights, he still has the sheer ability to sound like, well, himself. And it’s pretty much the most comforting thing to you in that moment.

“Yeah,” you say as you glue yourself to him, if only to humor him. Also, because you actually want him to.

It might be because you’re with him, but Oikawa falls asleep quickly and easily after winding his arms around you—and you, as well, find rest at long last.

Iwaizumi sleeps like a log. All his senses are shut down, and there is zero chance on reeling him back into consciousness once he’s out---except for when you’re concerned. All it takes is one little poke at his arm to get him flying out of bed and demanding what’s wrong. He all but melts back down into the bed when he realizes that you’ve just had a nightmare.

“It’s okay, (Name). It wasn’t real. You’re awake and safe now.”

“It felt so real though...”

“You know what’s real? I’m real.” And then Iwaizumi takes your hand and puts it flat on his chest.

You snort, dissolving into laughter. “Wow. That’s, um. Wow.”

But regardless of how corny your boyfriend’s declaration is, you can’t deny that it makes you feel better. Safer.

You curl your fingers into his shirt and shift closer to him until you can feel the warmth radiating from his skin. Iwaizumi notices that you’re considerably more relaxed, and smiles. 

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DAICHI ANON YOU GOTTA TAKE A PHOTO. WHO CARES ABOUT SNEAKY PHOTOS WE GOTTA SEE

Aww hey now, consent is always the most important thing! Especially when it involves showing someone’s picture to a crowd of strangers.

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(It's Daichi Anon!) I'm sorry, I haven't said anything for a while I've been helping our Daichi look alike catch up since exams are close by! I'M SORRY BUT I'M REALLY FLUSTERED RIGHT NOW BECAUSE HE CALLED ME CUTE. I ASKED HIM IF HE REMEMBERS ME FROM THE MALL AND HE DID!! HE TOLD ME HE THOUGHT I LOOKED FAMILIAR AND WANTED TO APPROACH ME BUT FIGURED SOMEONE LIKE ME WOULD ALREADY HAVE A BOYFRIEND. I assured him I didn't. I might be getting a date soon~

Regarding the photos, when I asked if I could take a picture of him he mentions that he would prefer if I didn't - Daichi anon [ Also I have to admit, it's a bit weird to know that I'm now an enigma on this blog]

No problem!! Updates are not obligatory, but always very very welcome :D alskfdjasdf but this is so exciting! You’re tutoring him and he called you cute alndfalksdfasdf /Oikawa voice/ I believe in you, anon. I believe that you can score a date (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑

And yeah! I’m glad you asked him first---no sneaky pictures allowed here, haha---and it’s completely fine that he doesn’t want to have his photo taken. 

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Hey guys, I just want to make it clear that it’s not my ask box that’s open; it’s those of the blogs that I linked in the shout-outs! I’m going to have to delete the requests I got just now T___T I’m really sorry!

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HQ blog open for requests~

Hey again!

Some of you might remember a shoutout I did for @oikawa-is-me, but I’m dropping another post to let everyone know that Admin Nicole’s ask box is open for requests again! Go, go, go ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

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Sports anime matchups!

Hey everyone!

If you’re looking for matchups for Haikyuu, Kuroko no Basuke, Prince of Stride, and Diamond no Ace, @jerseymatchups is your pal ヾ(*´∀｀*)ﾉ

The ask box is still open for requests!

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ok but like the daichi anon, is living her own little fanfiction write now. Like it's a cliche, cute guy saves cute girl, no one knows who he is and BAM magically shows up in class the next day. All that's missing is the sordid past

Exactly!! When the Daichi anon unlocks the guy’s sordid past, we will know that they’ve achieved maximum success.

Honestly u guys with the real life volleybabes need to submit pictures or link instagrams because I MUST SEE!! I hope u get the courage to talk to them because we are all living through u honestly

Yes we’re all dying of curiosity ໒( ͡ᵔ ▾ ͡ᵔ )७ but no sneaky pictures! 

OMFG okay. I, too, have met a Kuroo lookalike. I always thought i was weird for thinking this but i'm glad u guys are experiencing the same thing. Like, he's tall and athletic and even has the same skin tone as kuroo and also THAT DAMN HAIR. Its so fluffy and looks so good and he always runs his hand through it and i swear just omg. But u know what? Not only does he look like Kuroo, he acts like him. He's sooo dorky and funny but also pays attention to people's feelings and is very attentive 1/2

2/2 he knows when to apologize and is smart, as well as confident. HES JUST KUROO. And here's my story..he's in my PE class and i met him this year. I had this superr embarrassing thing where i injured my ankle during PE and. He was super concerned for me and kept insisting to carry to the office, princess-style. Like, he was so sweet about it. (I got too flustered to accept his offer in the end, but we've become friends since then and i just had to share this lmao)

/yells into the darkness/ anon you are one lucky bean! I hope you forge a great, larger-than-life friendship with him ((o(´∀｀)o)) not to say that injuring your ankle was a good thing, but I’m glad it gave you the opportunity to become closer to him!

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1/2 So funny thing, it's my first time going through your blog and the first thing I read is the thing with Daichi anon, and I don't know what's happening with the universe right now with fictional volleybaes coming to life but I just have to get this out of my system bc for weeks now there's this guy at my gym who looks like Kuroo. Like with the glorious arms and that fucking bed hair.

2/2 I almost dropped the weights I was carrying lmao and then there are days where he works out wearing a black shirt and red jersey shorts, or a white jersey and I just??? I cannot?????? It's so hard not to just stare at him lmao and I haven't had the courage to talk to him so there goes my garbage self!! 🔫 (Anyway, aside from my gym Kuroo dilemma, after going through all the stuff you've written I actually want to say too that your writing is so amazing!!) 

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Hiya! I'm a new fan to this blog and I was wondering if you currently did anything like a sleepover event? I have a few questions I want to ask you but at the same time I don't want to flood your inbox with to many things. You seem like such a chill and nice person and I only wish I had a friend like you. 😭

Hello, hello! Welcome ⊂（♡⌂♡）⊃ I’ve never done a sleepover event, mostly because I am bland and because I don’t want to clog dashboards >< but I would be so happy to receive/answer any questions that you have for me!! And aww dkasdfadf you’re so sweet ;___; thank you so much! We’re already friends though!!

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Hi! This is the anon that saw real like heavenly being Daichi. I SAW HIM AGAIN. HE'S MY NEW CLASSMATE. My teacher pointed me out as the top student when I come into class today. I don't know if he had recognised me from the mess I was when we first meet. He's yet to say anything. BUT HE'S NOW SITTING NEXT TO ME IN MATH CLASS. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. HELP ME. I DON'T THINK I WOULD MAKE IT TO THE END OF THE YEAR IF HE KEEPS SMILING AT ME LIKE THIS. HE'S SO CUTE AND HE HAS A REALLY NICE LAUGH TOO.

HELLO DAICHI ANON (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o))) anon, this is the stuff of dreams, the stuff fanfiction is made of. Also AHH kudos to you for being the top student!! That must have caught his attention for sure ~_^ keep us updated! 

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BY GODS HELP ME, I NEED TO TELL SOMEONE THIS. Okay, you know how Haikyuu got a live action? So the other day I was wandering around in the mall. Then I spotted guy walking towards me. My first thought it like 'This guy has nice arms' being the little creep I am. Then I looked at his face. I swear to you, I thought DAICHI JUST STEPPED INTO THE REAL WORLD JUST TO GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK. THIS GUY HAS THE LOOK AND BODY FOR HIM. I tripped over my feet, but I managed to catch myself in time (1/2)&

(2/2)& because I could help staring at his face. At this point, he was going to walk past me, but seeing me trip over nothing. He turned around and ask me if I was okay. My brain short circuited and I just end up nodding with my mouth wide open. I swear I saw the sun, because he smiled at me and told me to take care of myself. DAICHI WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME. 

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How about a scenario with Lev, Hinata, Yaku,Yamamoto, and yahaba? Seven minutes in heaven with their shy crush that musters up the courage to kiss them (cheek or lip doesn't matter). How they ended up at the party is up to u.

Being trapped in a tiny closet with someone who was 195 cm wasn’t the ideal situation, but since this was you, and since this was Lev, you were willing to suffocate. You sat across from him, which didn’t mean much in this box of a closet. Lev had curled up into the smallest ball he could manage to give you as much room as possible, but he was avoiding eye contact at all costs. 

The moment the timer went off, Lev pounced to his feet, smashed his head against the low ceiling, and loudly chuckled, “I guess we should get going!”

He offered you his hand, freaked out when you touched it, and pulled you up with so much force that he went toppling backwards—with you in tow. With how close he was, and with the fact that you were literally on top of him, you could only think, To hell with it.

So you thought To hell with it and kissed him. 

Hinata was so nervous that, in comparison, you seemed at ease. And as terrible as it was, you actually found yourself relaxing under his frenzy. 

“…nd I just wanna say that I’m really, really sorry that you have to be stuck in here with me for a whole seven minu—”

“Hinata,” you interrupted, clapping your hands over his shoulders to calm him down and contrarily eliciting a scream from him. “Hinata, it’s okay,” you said before pressing a messy, quick kiss to his lips.

At least, that was where you’d been aiming for. You ended up smooching his nose, but that didn’t change the fact that Hinata was on cloud nine as he walked out of the closet. 

Yaku must have sensed how nervous you were from the start, because for the entire seven minutes, he engaged in casual conversation with you. You couldn’t have been more grateful, and his kindness was probably what gave you the courage to quickly lean over and kiss his cheek.

Yaku shut right up, in the middle of his tale about accidentally pantsing someone in his first year of high school. 

“At the risk of sounding like an idiot,” he began, still stunned. “That wasn’t on accident by chance, was it?”

You shook your head, not quite sure what he was getting at.

“Good,” Yaku said, before simply taking your face and pressing his lips to yours.

You kept checking your phone for the time. One minute left; it was now or never! 

“Yamamoto?” you said, trying to catch his attention.He had turned around and sat facing away from you the moment he’d entered the closet; weird, but cute. “Yamamoto. Yamamoto!”

He suddenly returned to earth, whipping around with a loud, “Yeah?!” and successfully headbutting you into the next week.

His screams of horror mingled with your groans of pain, but you quickly silenced him with a hoarse, “Yamamoto, just come over here.”

With one hand clamped over your throbbing forehead, you seized Yamamoto’s shirt and smashed your lips to his. It resulted in another collateral headbutt but hey, it was worth it.

You couldn’t tell if being trapped in a game of ‘seven minutes in heaven’ with Yahaba was your greatest dream or worst nightmare. Time was almost up and he hadn’t spoken a word or budged a muscle—which was reassuring in its own way. But this was your only chance; your shyness would never let you do this anywhere else. So you kissed him on the cheek as the timer went down.

You felt him go completely still, but only for a brief moment. Because after the quick initial shock, Yahaba turned his head and captured your lips with his.

You swore you felt fireworks explode inside of you, but the fire was quickly extinguished when the door suddenly swung open. Light spilled in, spotlighting the two of you, and then came a voice you least wanted to hear.

“Oh my,” said Oikawa. 

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Alcohol anon back! Nice, I knew I recognized it! For the record, most Polaks I know take it straight haha, so I'm sure if Suga ever drank with Polish people, he'd fit right in and they'd be hella impressed (^u '). Thanks for the reply!

AHH thank YOU for the info!!

As expected of Sugawara (･ัᗜ･ั)و

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Psst, cutie! Over here! In that last request with Suga's part: discerning- able to differentiate. I think you meant disconcerting- perturbing, troubling, worrisome, concerning, or unnerving. We learn on our mistakes, so take pride in the fact that you're leaning, and teaching us! -your friendly neighbourhood language gnome

Σ(ﾟ口ﾟ; AAAA how silly of me!! Thanks for the heads up, friendly gnome!!

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Yay ask is open! ^.^ Hmm, could you do Yamaguchi, Tsukki, and Suga getting sick and trying to hide it from their s/o?

Aww ;u;

“Sorry, (Name)!” Yamaguchi said to you first thing as he ranout of his house, hair and uniform in a disarray. “I kept you waiting for along time, right?”

You waved it off with an easy smile as the two of you beganwalking to school. “It’s okay! Did you have a rough morning or something?”

“Yeah, I woke up late,” was all he was able to get out beforehe erupted into a coughing fit. Yamaguchi turned away to cough into his arm,and when he was done, turned back to look at you sheepishly.

“You sound terrible, Yamaguchi!” you said worriedly. “Why didn’tyou just stay in bed?”  

“I knew you were waiting outside and didn’t want to not meet up with you,” he saidembarrassedly. He added a second later, floundering, “If you know what I mean.”

You tried stifling your laughter, though it was impossible tohide your broad grin. Yamaguchi didn’t know how endearing he was, and that initself was endearing.

“I know,” you reassured him as you took his hand. “Next time,though, you’d better rest! Or else I’ll push you back inside myself.”

Yamaguchi smiled, squeezing your hand. “Okay.”

It was hard to tell whenever Tsukishima was sick. Unless hewas literally passed out in bed, there was no way to tell because he was alwaysso calm and composed. But you weren’t his partner for nothing.

You immediately noticed that day how his answers and generalreflexes were delayed by a couple of milliseconds. The imperceptible flush onhis face was obvious only to you, as was the slight rasp in his voice. Thiswasn’t the first time Tsukishima tried hiding the fact that he was sick fromyou, and you weren’t very pleased.

“Tsukki, you idiot,” you said out of the blue on your wayhome. You took his hand and led him in the opposite direction, away from hishouse and toward yours. Tsukishima didn’t resist, which was yet another testamentto his ailment.

“Somehow you always find out,” he said, dully amused.

“Of course. It’d be weird if I didn’t.” You glanced at himwith a smile. “I’m yours for a reason.”

Tsukishima let out a sharp exhale through his nose—a laugh. “That,you are.”

You didn’t see Sugawara in class that day, which wasdisconcerting. You had a hunch on why he was absent—if you weren’t too busythinking of impossible, worst case scenarios.

So you were relieved when he answered the door, when youvisited his place in the evening. The first thing you did, even before sayinghello, was pounce on him and pat your hands all over his head. The feverish glowand heat radiating from his face were the telltale signs you’d been lookingfor.  

“…My bad,” Sugawara said with an apologetic smile. “You caughtme. I’m sick!”

“So that’s why you didn’t come to school today,” you said,nodding to yourself. You frowned at him. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because you’d get sick, and I can’t have that,” Sugawarareplied simply, letting you inside.

“You say it like I’d definitely get sick.”

“Oh, I know you’dget sick.”

“Why’s that?”

You turned, and Sugawara was right there. You felt his lips softlyon yours a moment later and thought, Thislittle devil.