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hey i think i forgot to switch accounts lmao but its still sedy that wrote the fic you commented on and honestly it makes me so so happy each time u comment or like my posts 🙏 i think ur super cool and your support is so appreciated thank you so so much 🫶
tags : fluff, time-skip, f!reader, kinda a lil emotionally distant, he cares tho, and he cook too (again)
a.n : took a long break but now i’m back !! will be continuing any series i paused <3
osamu wasn’t one for telling anyone how much he likes them, why tell you when he could simply show you ? actions had more impact than words for him. why tell you he enjoys your company when he could just spend time with you , yes even if you’re both silent and each on their phone ,he’d still enjoy it.
if you got a penny for every time osamu helped you even though you didn’t really need his help, you’d be a millionaire by now, this man is just so thoughtful, your shoe laces ? he’s already on one knee doing them for you. bored ? just text him and he’ll be here in a bit with some kind of activity.
with a lil “gimme that, i got it” he was already taking your spot
osamu couldn’t let your mind overwork , not on his watch at least, being with him is so relaxing, you could just shut off your brain for a bit and let him take care of everything and it’s a great deal cus he likes taking care of you , and you get to be taken care of. even if at first you felt bad about letting him do things like this, you quickly realized osamu hates to sit on the side while you cut your veggies by yourself.
although he may appear like he’s not listening at least like he rlly doesn’t care , osamu will pause what he’s doing to look at you with furrowed brows before shooting a “why’d u stop ?”
throughout most of his high school days , he was always known as the more introverted twin, the rare times you’d hear about him is when a video of him beating his twin up was going around. he wasn’t one to form actual bonds with anyone he deemed “useless”. he was friends with his teammates cus well they shared an interest, and maybe a classmate or two cus they’re his brothers friends. he simply didn’t care to put effort in anyone to simply “be friends”. but with you it was different, you were the exception to his rules , he doesn’t even know how you came into his life you didn’t have any friends in common , hell you weren’t even in the same class but once he noticed you it seemed he suddenly saw you everywhere.
he may have been in the ‘best friend/big brother’ zone for a long time but he somehow got out of it even tho he doesn’t know how you realized he was madly inlove with you or when did you realize that his caring and protective gestures were absolutely not in a big brotherly way
HEYYY GUYSSS :p we are so backkk ! i haven’t posted anything due to exam season (it’s still not over(im procrastinating)) BUT- but ! i wanna write some stuff about mha too :3 idk if i should just created a side blog for it or post it here
i absolutely LOVE the way u write for akaashi omg 😭 i feel like a lot of people write him as super put together or calm even though thats literally the opposite of how he really is…like he’s so silly! he’s an overthinker! he’s weird! and the way u describe his thoughts, actions, etc. is literally so on brand. its just super refreshing to see someone write my fav character in such an amazing way, so thank u. i love all ur works btw, ur super talented. i look forward to reading more :)
THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH 🫶🫶 i’ve been in a big writing block cus i always try to write the characters as accurately as possible and it ain’t easy so seeing this actually makes me so happy omg 😭 you’re absolutely the sweetest thank uuu <3
tags : meet cute, bookworm akaashi, timeskip, fluff, strangers to lovers (?), love at first sight, shy reader.
w.c : 0.7k
Akaashi didn’t have a real plan for his day off, he knew that he wanted to get coffee and then maybe go for a walk ? he wasn’t sure but he knew he’d appreciate a chill evening to relax from the long week of work.
he was sitting inside his favorite coffee shop, waiting for his order, the strong smell of coffee that filled the place already calming his nerves when his phone went off, he was secretly hoping it wasn’t one of his friends asking to go out because as much as he loves them, he wanted the day to himself for once. but it wasn’t, it was an automated message from the library he frequently visited, announcing that they restocked on the 34th volume of his favorite manga.
as soon as he registered the message, he was already on his way to the library, his coffee in his hand, walking too fast for his own comfort. the previous volume was ended on a cliffhanger and the next one was sold out as soon as it was published, before he could get his hands on it. so this time he wasn’t going to waste a second, it was already hard enough avoiding the spoilers at his work place and he wasn’t going to go through it any longer.
when he passed by the check out, he couldn’t help but notice someone was already paying for two copies, so he sprinted to the section he knew oh too well and of course knowing his luck, seeing you, the last copy in hand wasn’t even that surprising.
“oh”
he didn’t mean to get your attention, but now that he did, he didn’t really know what to do with it, his eyes were so focused on the book in your hand that he didn’t even notice how put together you looked, how neatly you presented yourself and how you both had the same order from the same cafe in hand. akaashi couldn’t help but curse himself for looking like a mess, he’s suddenly hyper aware of his messy hair, his glasses slightly falling down and his choice of clothes for the day.
“did you uhm…mean to pick that one up..?” he’s never really been the awkward type, he’d usually present himself as calm and polite to the strangers, but there he was shamelessly staring at you, feeling like a grumpy teen that he couldn’t get his hands on the book, he felt even more like an idiot when you simply nodded, of course you did why else would you pick the 34th volume of a random book…
after quickly analyzing every possible scenario he landed on just nodding and walking past you, too entranced in his own rushing thoughts to even notice your faint blush as you stood in place. it was fine though, he just made a fool of himself infront of you, his drink was cold now and the lil plan he made in his head of reading in the comfort of his couch was thrown away but it’s fineee.
akaashi decided then to simply start a new manga series, waiting for the hype to die down a bit before he could go back to his favorite one, he made his way to the check out and placed the first two volumes of some fantasy manga on the counter, spacing out a bit before the employee pulled another book from under the check out, he recognized the cover obviously, however he didn’t exchange a word with the employee as they put the two books in a paper bag. did they keep extra copies under the counter ? how did they even know that he wanted the book?
once outside the store, he took the manga out of the bag, a mix of pride and excitement visible on his face, only now notice the pink sticky note on the back
“when you’re done with it, give me a call ˙ᵕ˙ no spoilers plz”
he was gonna need more coffee… because he was gonna finish this book tonight and he was determined to do so, akaashi probably looked funny staring at your number before holding the book close to his chest and not letting go of the precious thing, he was gonna keep the note on his desk glancing at it every now and then between a few pages already overthinking how he was gonna text you.
a.n : i am so sorry about the quality of this it is currently 5am and i am very sleep deprived but i fear my new fixation on akaashi is stronger (heavily inspired by cardlinaudio !)
that feeling when you write something at 3 am under the sleepiness just to wake up just to realized you either wrote a shakespeare lvl master piece or an abomination a 12yo on wattpad wouldn’t read
kenma : kenma’s fingers move effortlessly across his controller, eyes locked on the screen as he plays. you’re next to him, sitting on the other end of the ouch, on the phone, casually chatting with your friend. he’s only half-listening until you let out a soft laugh and say, “i’m sorryy i don’t think i can come tomorrow , i have plans with my husband.”
kenma’s brain short-circuited ,his character stands completely still. did he hear that right? his first instinct is to ask—wait, husband?—but you’re still talking, so he just sits there, staring at your with his mouth slightly open, overthinking every possible reason why you just called him that.
his ears turn red, and suddenly, his hoodie feels way too warm. his mind keeps replaying your words. his foot taps lightly against the floor. he shifts slightly, hoping you’ll look at him so he can gauge your expression. nothing. after a few minutes, he finally breaks. “…what did you just call me?” his voice is quiet, unsure , but you catch the way he clears his throat after. you blink up at him “huh ?” kenma looks away, pretending to focus on his game. “never mind...”
kuroo : you’re both lounging around when you casually go, “husband, can you hand me my phone?” kuroo freezes, then turns to you with the slowest, most smug smirk you’ve ever seen. “oh? we’re married now? how was the wedding? did I look good?” you roll your eyes. “just give me my damn phone.”
“nah, nah, nah, we gotta talk about this.” he leans in, chin resting on his palm. “you trying to hint at something? you planning our future?” you snatch your phone from his hand, trying to ignore the way your face heats up. “say it again,” he teases, wiggling his brows.
“i take it back.” he gasps, clutching his chest dramatically. “you can’t take it back! you’ve already spoken it into existence! we just got married and you’re already divorcing me…” from that day on, he’ll randomly bring it up, calling you “wifey/hubby” in the most casual situations just to make you flustered.
bokuto : bokuto is sitting next to you on the couch, scrolling through his phone while you’re on a call with the pizza place. he’s barely paying attention until you turn to him. “what do you want?” you ask, covering the speaker with your hand. “uh—pepperoni!” he says, sitting up a little.
you nod, going back to the call. “yeah, and my husband would like a large pepperoni—“ bokuto chokes on absolutely nothing. his phone slips from his hands and lands on his lap with a thud. his eyes go huge, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. did you—did you just— “W-WHAT?!” he practically yells, hands slamming onto the couch.
uou side-eye him, shushing him as you continue the order. but he’s too far gone, shaking your arm dramatically. did they hear that?! did you mean it?! HUSBAND?! by the time you hang up, he’s vibrating with excitement. “babe—BABE—say it again.” you smirk, pretending to think. “hmm… nah.”
bokuto gasps, grabbing your hands. “PLEASE. I NEED TO HEAR IT AGAIN.” his eyes are practically sparkling, and honestly, he looks like he might actually cry. you sigh dramatically, giving in. “my husband.” bokuto lets out the most victorious cheer you’ve ever heard, immediately picking you up in a tight hug. “BEST. DAY. EVER.” He spends the entire night talking about himself at the third person calling himself husband he even texted his friends “BRO, I JUST LEVELED UP IN LIFE”. (he’ll get upset if you call his boyfriend now)
akaashi : akaashi knows you love filming anything and everything, you love to take pictures and film vlogs no one else will see except you and maybe him. even if he’d usually ask to not be in the pictures you post, he doesn’t mind being in your lil vlogs.
you propped your phone on your table filming you and akaashi in the background sitting on the edge of the bed putting his mismatched socks on “okay so today my husband is taking me on a lil aquarium date” akaashi froze mid-pull on his shoe , did you really just call him your husband? did you mean it ? it was probably a slip up, right ? or maybe you’re trying to give him a hint- he never thought where to propose, maybe he should start saving up for the wedding- akaashi was pulled out his thoughts when you called out to him , you noticed he just stopped moving, mumbling god knows what to himself , his face turning redder by the second. the rest of the day your boyfriend was awfully quiet- focused the same face he pulled when he was on the court, he might be more on the quieter more calm sad but he looked like he was making life or death decisions. “keiji is everything okay ? you seem very-” he grabbed your wrist stopping both of you “can you take a week off next week, let’s go to [your dream destination].”