Adoring Artist

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[onemxre-blog]

          “I–well, n-no, not really…”

          His voices dwindles to a mere mumbling under his breath, hands clutching the ball in his hands. Not exactly the image of an Ace right now, huh? Asahi sucks in a breath, beginning to dribble the volleyball against the floor once–now twice, soon a third time.  She… thinks I’m art worthy? Quickly, he shakes his head. 

          “No, no! Y-You’re alright. Don’t apologize. I-I’m just… sorta… bad with people?” No, that wasn’t quite it. He tries again, sighing, “I was just… surprised you found me good enough to draw?”

[soutiien-blog]

          When he spoke up about how he was surprised, Emmy blushed and tapped her fingers over the spiral of her notebook. The fact he even was astonished by that was confusing to her. She knew for a fact that most people had mixed feelings about him, from rumors spread and begun, but her? She had a rather sweet impression...

                    “I... u-uh... I just... really like, mm, uh, d-drawing... you...” Nice. Doesn’t sound creepy at all. “I mean, you’re fun to draw- uh... Yeah...” 

[shouyou-hinata-deactivated20171]

★✧★ @soutiien  ★✧★

“Hey, what’re you drawing?”

[soutiien-blog]

                   “What- Oh, ah, it’s uh... it’s just a room, nothing much...”

[aceofglass]

Comforting had never really been his forte, he was usually hulking and awkward, but this.. this was important. Emmy was important. And despite not being the best with words in these times, he’d let his embrace comfort her instead, relying on the fact that it might be enough.

“It’s okay now, you’re okay, I’m here..” 

He offered infrequent words of comfort, things that he thought she needed to know, little reminders that needed to be said. For a moment, his large hands took her shoulders and pulled the girl away from his chest, one hand tilting up her head so he could check her neck for any redness or bruising. If those guys had left a mark on Emmy… Well, he didn’t know what he’d do, but he knew that Tanaka was always willing to repay favors like that..

That was a terrible thought to have, no, he just pulls Emmy back close to hiim and comforts her. She needed him right now, and that would be all that mattered in this moment.

[soutiien-blog]

          Those large arms were enough, blanketing her in warmth and security, making her chest feel light and her chilled fingertips curl into his uniform. There was a moment where she honestly didn’t want to move from this spot, content with his hold and closeness. This was what she needed... In her life there had been too many moments of weakness where she had no one, so being able to have Asahi in her time of need was well appreciated...

          Head being cocked back, her wet eyes blinked a couple times before focusing on his face, tears still trickling down her cheeks and pooling at her chin. His gentle touch made her give a shaky sigh, her head falling forward once he pulled her in for another embrace. This time, she hooked her arms just a little tighter, hugging herself into his body and rubbing her face against his chest. Anyone who said that Asahi wasn’t a caring person, or said any of those stupid rumors made about him, she could definitely vouch that none of them were true, for he was so much more, and better...

[guardianlibero]

Feeling her lean back a little, the libero’s hold loosened enough so he could look into Emmy’s eyes, fingers twirling through her golden locks as his tender gaze focused on her, “You ain’t gotta thank me for that, just as long as you remember that I’ll always be here when you need me.” His lips curved into a small smile, trying to squash the concerns tugging at him. 

Finally, he pressed a soft kiss to her nose, before resting his forehead against hers, “We should probably get some rest, right?” It was quite late after all. 

[soutiien-blog]

          Feeling him press his forehead to hers, she tensed and glanced away, blushing warmly as she softly rubbed her hands along his shoulders. She let out a gentle sigh, wrapped her arms around him and giving a nod. She knew she needed rest, and maybe it would be easier to sleep with him there...

                     “Can... can we go watch a movie on the couch...? With... with blankets and pillows...?” 

[guardianlibero]

Holding her hand carefully within his own, Noya shook his head a little, slowly leading her away from the quiet area of the festival, “You don’t need to thank me Emmy-chan! I should be thanking you!” Because now he could enjoy the festivities with the cute artist, and he couldn’t think of anyone else he’d rather be with. It didn’t even matter if his yukata made him look like he’d rolled out of bed ten minutes ago: Emmy looked cute and pretty enough for both of them. 

[soutiien-blog]

          Speaking of their yukata’s, Emmy glanced over his and gave a gentle gasp.

                    “Yuu! Did you put that on yourself? Oh gosh, you should have called me, this part is all wrong, ack, come here-”

           Emmy groaned, tugging them to the side and beginning to undo a few parts, tucking and folding here and there. She occasionally glanced up to him with a soft smile, rolling her eyes as she smoothed out a few wrinkles along his chest and fixed a flip in the collar area. Now, that looked better. Noya had indeed always been a dapper boy, and now that his yukata was fixed up, he looked stunning. 

                    “There, much better.“

[guardianlibero]

“You’re so cruel Emmy-chan!” 

The playful tone hadn’t left his voice, and his smile only brightened as he squeezed his girlfriend’s hand gently. Grabbing his bag and slinging it over his shoulder hastily, the libero quickly followed Emmy, his thumb aimlessly stroking the back of her hand as he hurried along, just happy that he got to enjoy such a simple thing with her. Silently though, he was a little thankful she seemed to naturally invite him over to hers, rather than asking to see his own home. He didn’t want her to needlessly worry about his solitude. 

Her eyes meeting his own pulled him out of his thoughts, offering a beaming smile, “Something up?”

[soutiien-blog]

                     “Oh yes, I am so very cruel~”

           Giggling as he rubbed her knuckles, Emmy swung their hands gently between their bodies. She was glad that he had such a warm, happy aura most of the time. But of course some days she felt as if there was something more, something she’d have to dig deep to find in him.... Maybe one day... She jumped a tad at his question, not realizing she had zoned out once again, and her cheeks grew pink with embarrassment. Tearing her eyes away, she giggled and shrugged her shoulders.

                    “Maybe, but I’m not telling! You’ll have to find out when we get home!” 

[aceofglass]

Oh god, oh no he made the girl panic, oh dear, that was not what he wanted, and now he’s flitting through his thoughts trying to think of something to do before maybe giving her a small peck to her forehead? Would that calm her down?

“I-It’s okay! It’s okay you don’t need to apologize..!”

[soutiien-blog]

                     “A-Are you sure it’s o-okay? I, well, I just, I don’t know, I really just... Oh gosh I’m so- mm...”

         She trailed off and lightly cupped her face, blushing warmly as she averted her gaze from him. Of course it was like her to act like an idiot in front of her crush... This was embarrassing. Maybe she should run, that sounds like a good idea. 

[notwhatswanted-deactivated20160]

     “Emmy, then! Make yourself at home.” 

     As ‘home’ like as she can get in a tattoo parlor, at least. Which is, to many customer’s surprise, quite homey if Mizuki can say so himself. He eyes then ten on the counter, a small laugh escaping him as he takes it. 

     “Thank you for your patronage~! I’ll heat up a cup for both of us. You’re lucky I even have peach tea.”

[soutiien-blog]

                    “Well glad I came by today!”

          Emmy mused as she unwrapped her scarf from her neck and slipped it into her purse. She sure was glad that she could have such a nice person allow her to stay here until her friend showed up. Watching him turn to the back counter to get the cups and such needed for their drinks, she sat herself on one of the stools,  checking her phone and leaning her cheek to her palm.

         She had been scrolling through her messages, seeing if her friend said anything when she felt a presence by her side. Turning a bit, she gave a small gasp at the closeness of a stranger’s body to hers. What did he want? Emmy thought to herself, giving him a questioning look as he practically towered over her. And the things he was saying... Eyes lowered nervously, Emmy trying her best to just ignore him, but how can you ignore a guy breathing down your neck...

[soutiien-blog]

all my life has been a waste of time. :C

                     “No ones life is ever a waste of time. There are so many things that you can look forward to, and so many things that have happened that can help make the future brighter... Before thinking something like that, think of what you could do in a few years, who would definitely disagree with your thought, and all the things you haven’t done. The food you haven’t tasted, the songs you haven’t heard, the shows you haven’t watched, the people you haven’t met... Life is a long winding path leading up to better things, and even though that path is in fact a long one, it is always going to be worth it... Please, if you need anyone to talk to, me, and the mun will be here for you. No one is ever a waste of time.”

[onemxre-blog]

          “A-Ah–” 

          Not good, not good at all. What kind of Ace messes up a serve so badly, it goes right into the net? It looks like he didn’t even try! You’d find it hard to believe he barely even notices the roar of the crowd in a match. 

          “N-No, you don’t have to go, it’s fine–!” Well, it doesn’t sound very convincing of him when he half stammers it, does it? He forces himself to calm his nerves, enough to at least look up at Emmy while holding the retrieved volleyball in his hands. “I… just… you’re drawing me, right?” He nods his head towards the sketch book in her arms. 

          “I-I was just a little surprised you chose me… I mean… I-I’m not that… art worthy?” Because that phrase made complete sense–

[soutiien-blog]

                    “What, not art worthy?” 

          Well that definitely wasn’t something that she could agree with. He had an amazing frame, and not to mention he had a sweet face, no matter the people who were ‘scared off’ when they first met. Besides, she has a huge crush on him so of course she might doodle him here and there. Glancing at the unfinished sketch of him, Emmy felt a warmth bloom across her cheeks as she rubbed her wrist. 

                     “I, you’re art worthy! Really! I-I didn’t mean to start drawing you, I just, uh, I’m sorry, really- I don’t mean to interrupt your practicing-”

[soutiien-blog]

I'm here, princess."

           Emmy had just tripped, stumbling a bit before catching herself, but suddenly she was off the ground, in Riku’s arms. 

                    “Whoa, ah! Riku?! Wh-What are you doing? I-I’m fine!“

          The blonde stammered, her cheeks flushed red and her hands gripping her backpack close. She was obviously very flustered by the nickname as well- 

@ujimashii 

[magicmxrbles-blog]

Send "I'm here, princess." for my muse's reaction be being picked up like a princess.

Alternatively, send “You’re here, princess.” for your muse to be picked up by mine.

[guardianlibero]

“Homework? What homework?” He was only teasing a little, since he was well aware of the dreaded contemporary literature questions they both knew were sitting in his bag. Between the choice of going to back to his empty and silent house and staying with Emmy for a little while and having to work on the bane of his existence, the choice was pretty obvious. 

“Sure, I can stay over for a while, even if you’re punishing me with homework!”

[soutiien-blog]

                      “Hah, good! Well, let’s head over and get this ‘punishment’ started, yeah?”

          Emmy chuckled, gently locking her fingers with his, beginning to pull him to the door. Maybe if they got there soon, she could start some chores and get Mamaw and Poppy to buy them some fast food for dinner. Hm, wonder if I have any ice cream left to motivate Noya... The blond thought to herself, giving a glance in his direction.

[guardianlibero]

She was laughing! Good, his comment had brought a smile to her face again: Noya hated seeing Emmy upset, especially if it was because of a couple of idiots who couldn’t understand they shouldn’t upset a girl. But her admission that she wasn’t really here with anyone else caused the briefest of frowns, the expression chased away as he had an idea. 

“Well, I got separated from Ryuu, Shouyou and Kageyama, so how about we stick together?” He offered his hand to her, a friendly smile upon his lips.

[soutiien-blog]

                     “Oh, that sounds great! Thank you, Noya!”

          Emmy chirped, slipping her hand into his and letting out a sweet giggle, eyes falling closed with her bright smile. It was amazing how every time she seemed to be in a pinch, Noya swooped in to help out. Guess he was her own personal super hero- 

[tadashiisai]

    Yamaguchi’s mind really woke up when he heard the words “you” and “volleyball” in the same sentence.  He wasn’t really used to be getting recognized from the team considering most of the time he was on the bench, cheering for the others.

        “Y-Yeah, I am!!  I’m a middle blocker and.. the pinch .. server..”

    His voice trailed off on the last few words when he realized he shouldn’t sound so proud after he practically was the reason they lost to Aoba Johsai in the interhigh pre-lims…

[soutiien-blog]

          Hearing him trail off, she smiled and nodded in acknowledgement. She remembered everyone from the team, having heard a lot about each player. It didn’t matter their importance on the team and how often they were up, since she was fascinated in all of them...

                    “Ah, yes, I knew you seemed familiar... I usually come watch the matches and practices, I don’t know if you’d notice me, really..”  

[notwhatswanted-deactivated20160]

     Emmy ought to feel lucky, adding that it was peach tea. The tattoo artist smiles ducking down below the counter only to reveal a small box of tea bags. “On the house!” he answers, slipping out two tea bags, “Since it’s not exactly on the menu.”

     It’s more like he bought this for himself, and keeps it down here. “Oh, I’m Mizuki, by the way.”

[soutiien-blog]

                    “Mizuki... I’m Emmy, it’s nice to meet you...”

          Spotting the tea bags, she giggled and shook her head. On the house? Definitely not... Retrieving her wallet from her purse did she pull out a ten and place it on the bar, smiling at him warmly. 

                    “I insist I pay, really, I can’t just stay here without buying something...“ 

[guardianlibero]

For a few moments, he stayed silent, his thumb idly stroking her cheek as if trying to brush the tear stains away. Her admission though… Noya was moving instinctively before he really realised it: pulling her into a tender hug before pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. Voice almost uncharacteristically soft - he could be quiet when he needed to be - he allowed the hushed truth to escape him, “You’re not alone, Emmy-chan. Anytime you’re lonely, I’ll be here for you. Promise.” 

[soutiien-blog]

          With how soft and caring he was being to her, Emmy couldn’t help but sigh and hide her face to his shoulder. She was always so happy to be able to rely on him, she couldn’t ask for anyone more... He was the perfect person, and she was so happy that she had him. Leaning back so that she could see his face, she wiped at her face and offered him a sweet smile. 

                    “Th-Thank you, Noya... I’m... I’m really glad to hear that...“