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⋆✶.* otto or wyr / twenty-two / she they
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✶ recents - gently washing / kita s. - a neighborly favor / osamu m. - unnamed / hinata s. - it’s the small things / kuroo t. - an off-course proposal / kageyama t. - oh, the usual? / osamu m. - unnamed / kuroo t.
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INTROS - bar hoppers m.list
fun facts: - mr responsible is kuroo, benefactor (romantic) is kenma, and love of my life is kiyoko - they’ve all been friends since y/n invited them all to the opening of their bar - kiyoko owns a flower shop (inspired heavily by one of @dumdogs old fics) - kenma is actually one of the stockholders of the bar - the bar is called sad puppy bar (inspired by y/n’s lifelong love of snoopy) - the icon is a sad looking little basset hound - you try to get local musicians to play but none of them have quite fit the vibe - koji is a wonderful cook who regularly gives the servers snacks that were ‘sent back’ - you worked as a bartender in college so you regularly sub in when yours calls out sick - kuroo also has a more official account for work but regularly uses this one with friends
Can i please be added to "proof of us' taglist!? I would love to read it it sounds so awesome
ooh absolutely!! thank you so much <3
ooh i love color palettes!! my headcanon is that kiyoko one night in university was so stressed from her many classes that she chopped a decent amount of her hair off. she then sported a pixie cut for a few years before her iconic bob came to fruition
kiyoko with a pixie cut is actually canon in my heart!! it would suit her sooo well… oh every girls dream campus crush (gatekeeping her from the men actually)
my wyr your color palette is like a apple picking date to me! driving out to an orchard, the wind in your hair, the windows rolled down… the radio playing your favorite songs from a decade ago and feeling just so light and carefree for a day. you are very grounding but also very whimsical! i just know my cheek would hurt from laughing after hanging out for a day with you. kissing your apple cheeks and thinking of you fondly always <33
Kiyoko + Yachi
celestial scenery
PROOF OF US - osamu miya
“you just happened to buy the building next to my bar? and i’m supposed to believe it’s just a coincidence?”
synopsis: after years of not seeing your ex-fiancé, he shows up at your bar, revealing that he’s bought the building next door to finally own his own restaurant.
pairing: osamu miya x gn!reader - type: smau / written - tropes: exes to lovers, business owners, second chances - warnings: alcohol use, cussing, crude jokes, references to sex - taglist: open
profiles: bar hoppers + moochers
chapters:
1 - enemy at the front gates 2 - someone’s unlucky 3 - namesake 4 - an eye for an eye 5 - mistake after mistake 6 - unlocked door
“hey, just because you’re all hot and tan doesn’t mean you don’t need sunscreen,” you pull out a bottle of sunscreen from your bag, quickly opening it to squirt some of the lotion into your hand.
hinata stops in his tracks, turning back around to look at you. his eyebrow quirks upward, hands resting on his hips. reaching out your hand, you wipe the sunscreen across his forehead, hands smoothing it down his temples and onto his cheeks. his gaze remains fixed on you, a small smile resting on his lips.
“this is fun for you, isn’t it?” he questions, one hand reaching over to rest on your lower back, keeping you standing in place.
your fingers rub the sunscreen onto his nose, slowly working it into the skin below his eyes. “i am simply enjoying protecting you from sun damage,” you wipe it across his cheeks, quickly realizing that you grabbed way too much sunscreen for his face.
“well, you need some protecting too,” his hand pulls you towards him, his cheek rubbing up against yours as the sunscreen wipes across your skin.
“shoyo!” you screech, hands pushing away from his shoulders, only counteracted from his arms wrapping around you.
kicking your feet, he pulls you with him towards the water. you both laugh in between breaths, the cool ocean water quickly brushing up against your feet and then shins. the water keeps rising until it reaches your waist, your legs wrapped around his own waist. keeping your hands on the back of his neck, you hold on tight, not letting go.
“do not drop me in the water!” you exclaim, forehead pressed against his.
“okay! okay, i will not, in exchange for a kiss,” he leans back, eyes staring up at you, the glow of the sun radiating around you.
“this is extortion, you know that?”
“call it what you want, i am asking for one simple thing.”
shaking your head, your hands shift to his shoulder blades, pulling yourself to him. you press a kiss to his lips, tasting a lingering hint of sunscreen and the mango ice cream he had minutes ago. slowly, you lean back up, staring back down at him. “okay, i’ve given you what you want!” you wrap your arms back around his neck.
“and it was perfect. back to the beach my liege!”
stuck in between a rock (wanting to write) and a hard place (not being able to find the words)
˚✶ * gently washing kita s. x reader / m.list
on especially hard days on the farm, you’ll usually find yourself hunched over the kitchen sink, fingers massaging shampoo into kita’s scalp. you’ll start by swirling your fingers through his roots, making sure to rid his hair of any grease or dirt he may have accumulated throughout the day. and then, as his eyes shut in comfort, you run your nails along his scalp, a tingling sensation running down to the base of his neck.
you’re not quite sure who initiated this ritual you’ve grown to enjoy. you simply remember coming to visit him when you were living separately, watching a show together as you ran your hands through his hair. he claimed he had showered after you mentioned that his hair felt a little greasier than usual, evident by the slight smell of coconut and sandalwood.
and you somehow found yourselves in the kitchen, a towel draped over his shoulders, your finger resting under the water until you find the right temperature. “if this is too warm, tell me. i know you always think i run too hot in the shower,” you pull the head from the sink, running the water along his hairline.
his head immediately jerked forward, water dripping down over his eyes as droplets drip from his chin. his eyes widen as he looks up at you, hair plastered down over his forehead. “too hot?” you look back at him, biting your lip to stop yourself from smiling.
“too hot,” his eyebrows drop, eyes glaring up at you.
“okay, okay, i’ll turn it down some, now rest your head back or else you’ll be greasy forever,” you take your palm and press against his forehead until his head relaxes back against the countertop.
however, once the water was at the perfect temperature, he relaxed into your touch. as he has many evenings since the first one. and just like the first one, you love to watch how his eyes flutter shut. how his gaze falls away from you because he knows that you’ll only do good by him.
after combing your nails through his hair, you grab the faucet’s head again, bringing it up to his hair to wash any remaining soap out. it slowly trickles through his thick hair, soap and water swirling down the drain. his black tips mix through his lightened hair, overlapping each other as your hands push the remaining soap out.
“okay, baby, time to get up,” you tap his shoulder, watching as his eyes slowly open back up, body rising away from the sink.
taking the towel from his shoulders, you quickly dry his hair until it’s damp. and he usually denies it, but on this night in particular, he lets you take out your blow dryer. turning it up to medium, you blow it against the back of his head, shaking it around the entirety of his hair. his hair quickly shoots out in all directions as the air hits it.
raking your fingernails through his hair, you recognize a softness that you can only get from him when you’ve washed his hair in the sink. “there, all soft and clean now,” you ruffle his hair, hand moving down to his chin, thumb caressing his cheek.
“thank you,” kita’s voice is meek, quiet, because he can just be that with you.
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god it must suck to have your ex-fiance buy the lot right next to your bar. and wow it must really suck if your shipments keep getting mixed up, and so you have to keep knocking on his restaurant’s back door. and then he opens the door with his ridiculous compression sleeves and fitted cap, one hand on the door frame and one hand on his hip.
plus it must just be awful to have him start coming in every night looking to buy a beer. and you wouldn’t want to deny him, because ultimately you are getting paid, no matter how smug his smile is. and then you’d randomly find a packed meal on your bar as you get ready to open for the day, with his stupidly attractive handwriting.
and god it must feel so awful to start actually enjoying when he walks in through your bar’s back door. to feel your heartbeat skip a beat when he offers to take over for your cook that called out sick. and then you head back into your bar’s kitchen and he feeds you some of the best katsu you’ve ever tasted. and you kiss and you can feel your stomach twist, joy and disgust mixing in one. it must feel so bad to feel so conflicted about osamu miya.
perhaps i will be Shot for this but like. idc my friends. perspective below the cut (tw selfship discourse)
xreader and selfshipping are distinctly different activities that are doing something similar at their core.
there is tons of overlap, both in terms of those who enjoy both and the content that comes out of it, but they ARE different. working with a story that anyone is meant to selfship insert into with the Character and that insertable proxy as the focus vs a personal relationship between you (as in You, the self as a person, and not a insertable proxy) is just distinctly different. they are different acts of interfacing with a character. this is not black and white and once again, tons of overlap
i have been writing xreader/in the community since 2020. prior to that, i was deep in ao3 reading xreader since god knows when. the shift toward selfshipping (specifically distinct yumeshipping flavors of it) IS relatively new. the concept of sharing/non-sharing around a character you write for was so incredibly uncommon pre-2023/2024, it was almost non-existent in this sphere. the point of xreader is sharing, both a character and ideas. for me, PERSONALLY, i find this more fulfilling and nourishing (creatively and generally) than selfshipping. i enjoy the centering of a character more than i enjoying centering a character and myself with the character. though i selfship, it is incredibly light-hearted and not serious, especially these days. getting comms is fun, but it is not that deep for me beyond that
kaiser was the first character i Big selfshipped with and this coincided with yumeship flavored selfshipping popularizing in the niche. unlike every other character i fixated on in the past, i struggled to write kaiser in the specific way i've written others in the past (IE jing yuan, dh, hawks, gojo, ETC. all characters i have been very in love with but not Selfshippy in the way that is in style currently). i viewed kaiser and storymaking from the lens of mySelf with kaiser, which was astronomically less compelling to me than creating stories as i have in the past. my inserts have always contained pieces of me, i would hesitate to ever call them ocs, they are versions of myself that i throw the 'you' on but they are not Me. this is the organic way which i have learned to write xreader through both experience and time, but also my xreader upbringing in mha and undertale spaces.
i don't think yume-flavored selfshipping is some big bad thing, but observing the way that it has cannibalized much of the community has been indicative of a Shift. the norms associated with selfshipping at present and xreader are so different from each other. and on a (once again) on a personal level, i simply do not thrive within selfship norms. sharing/non sharing is, to me, conceptually just... silly? like as strong of a feeling as you can have toward a fictional character and you relationship to them, the idea of negating real life relationships (either actualized or potential) with like-minded peers is sad to me. it is antithetical to the community that i love and have found a home in over the last six years. i think allowing your discomfort and insecurity about a fictional relationship to inhibit genuine connections is sad and i mean that in an empathetic way. we're in a loneliness epidemic and fandom is en vogue, there's never been more of a chance to find others who are in love with the character and share that joy. this is just me and if u disagree cool. be chill about it no one is evil here.
selfshipping is deeply personal to so many and hence any potential criticism of it in the community has been largely done off dash. this does inhibit discussion when i know for a Fact that plenty of writers and folks in the community feel alienated given the shifts in the last two years. folks have left the community all together and criticism of selfshipping is met with pitchforks and harassment. there's aspects of selfshipping and xreader that deserve to be discoursed on in a way that is not an attack, but rather a discussion. the nature of selfshipping in some ways prevents this from occurring. i think this is to its detriment.
i will clarify, once again x2, these are my personal feelings. they are not law, you do not have to agree, and you do not need to resonate with them. i do not hate selfshipping, but i can acknowledge that it has changed the face of the community along with the way we storymake and relate to one and other. for me personally, this has overall been in a way that's been less creatively nourishing and alienating. this is not the same for everyone and that's fine! if selfshipping has sparked joy and creativity for you, that is wonderful. it clearly is something people enjoy! and for myself as well, i enjoy it on some level clearly. but i feel it is worth talking about how these activities are different with overlap and how these trends have changed the community.
i also feel the need to clarify x2, this is a very specific discourse to our niche (xreader/selfship on tumblr). this community doesn't really exist on other platforms and i am sure my takes would be different if i were speaking on a similar space on twitter, tiktok or ao3.
haikyuu smau but everyone is seventy and using facebook to communicate
