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@suga-mama-crow
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Send a ⍒ and my muse will cry in front of yours.
Suga’s eyes were streaming, but he really didn’t care. When he received Bokuto’s invitation to try the best, spiciest mapo tofu in Tokyo, of course he had to try it!
“Sho gooood!” he mumbled around his piping-hot mouthful. The silver-haired setter wiped his eyes, not wanting his tears of joy to potentially dilute his bowl of spicy tofu heaven.
Send me a ϟ and my muse will tell yours which Hogwarts house they think yours belongs in.
"SUGAMAMA I-" Hinata realises his outburst, gritting his teeth as his cheeks starts to heat up. "I-I mean... Sugawara-senpai..."
Suga stares in wide-eyed surprise as the energetic freshman bounces up to him and proceeds to shrink in embarrasement. “Ah, um, yes,” he coughs to squash the chuckle that threatens to escape. The silver-haired teen blushes slightly as he asks, “Um, did you need something?”
Chocolate Adventures
○○○ With Valentine’s Day coming up, nearby stores were stocking up on obligatory sweets printed with loving words that were supposed to make your special someone smile from glee. But in Yachi’s case, she had more than a special someone. Perhaps 2 people, maybe 10.
That wasn’t the problem now, however. The young manager wanted to do something special for Valentine’s Day. Should she make sweets from scratch or should she buy them instead? She was leaning more towards the first choice, so this is why she was currently focusing on two bags of sugar.
”..This one is powdered, but this one isn’t.." she muttered to herself. Maybe it was better to buy them after all. But this was for her friends, it wouldn’t be very nice of her if she just threw them sweets that she didn’t even make.
Suga was highly pleased with himself. Since his mother was stuck in bed with a cold, it was up to him to go grocery shopping. She had practically screamed over the cellphone about the super special deal at the market for meat, and he better come home with the best cuts or else! The vice-captain had no problem with the rather loud request. The weather was perfect for sukiyaki and the warm food would no doubt make his mother feel better. Thus, he found himself making use of his best pitiful expression to worm his way to the front of the meat section and grab the good stuff. Flashing his "Mr. Refreshing" smile was also extremely effective on the housewives and grannies. Where had that ridiculous nickname come from? Oh yeah, Oikawa and Kuroo. Whatever that meant.
As he moved towards the produce section he spotted a rather familiar head of blonde hair. "Oh, hey Yachi! What are you here for?"
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Send a ⍒ and my muse will cry in front of yours.
“S-stupid,” Suga sniffed, fat tears dropping as the setter wiped at them furiously. “Why am I getting emotional over this? It’s n-not even like this relationship exists in the b-books! I can’t believe I’m crying over this… I blame you for choosing this movie Asahi!”
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Your muse’s water pipes froze and burst and now has to shower at my muse’s place until the damage is repaired.
Suga isn’t quite sure how it happened, but somehow he has ended up in front of Bokuto’s house. It would be quite reasonable to ask a friend if he could borrow their shower, but the Fukurodani captain wasn’t exactly close to his house.Then again, the team wasn’t at home. The training weekend in Tokyo had started out like any other training camp, really, so Suga wasn’t exactly prepared when he returned from a light jog before dinner. Apparently, the pipes had frozen and burst and water was flooding the bathroom. Their budget didn’t really allow for everyone to go to the public bath, so Suga found himself volunteered into calling the members of local volleyball teams to ask if they could possibly come borrow the bathroom since their plumbing was shot, sorry for the inconvenience, and thank you very much!
The silver-haired setter tugged at his scarf, exhaling slowly to relieve the slight flutter of nerves, and pressed to doorbell.
( text ) : uh, do you have my pants because i have yours. Unless someone else sews Sugawara into the waistband of their briefs.
[20:23] OMG I’M SO SORRY
[20:23] Um wow can we discretely trade tomorrow before or after practice? Your’s are clean, I swear!
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Our muses decide to see who can catch the most snowflakes on their tongues, winner gets to bury the other in the snow.
How completely ridiculous we must look, Suga thought as he madly wiggled and dashed around. After all, it wasn’t everyday that one saw two nearly-grown men trying to catch snowflakes on their tongues. However, the setter was determined to win just so that he could claim the dubious glory of burying the cat captain. Glory to the crows!
Suga had gotten to 18 when he tripped and fell straight into Kuroo, sending them crashing into the powder.
Kid Again!
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Hinata sat on the floor his little legs outstretched in front of him. He watched his toes wiggle around like tiny sausages, and he giggled in spire of himself. At the sound of approaching footsteps, he tilted his head up to see Sugawara standing there. Immediately his arms flung up and his hands clenched and unclenched. “Up! Up!” He urged, his eyes shining brilliantly with excitement.
Suga laughed as he picked up the sunny little boy sitting on the porch. Hinata was always such a cheerful child that he was a delight to babysit, and the silver-haired setter hardly ever turned down an opportunity to watch him. “What would you like, Hinata? Do you want your favorite egg rice for snack?” he asked, lightly poking a chubby, smooth cheek. “Or do you want to play with the volleyball instead?”
When he felt himself being lifted in the air, Hinata puffed up his cheeks like some sort of squirrel, sucking in all the air he could into his little lungs. It was almost as if he knew that Sugawara was going to poke his cheek so that the air could make that funny noise in his mouth. “Ppbbft!" was the sound that was made when the air in his mouth deflated, and he giggled, but he found himself gasping again. "Volleyball! I wanna play!" Hinata beamed, his eyes lighting up like fireflies.
Suga felt himself die a little inside from the sheer cuteness. Hinata was just too precious! He beeped the child's nose and nuzzled his cheek, unable to contain himself. "Volleyball it is then! You love playing with the volleyball, don't you Hinata?" Suga readjusted his hold so that the orange-haired ball of energy wouldn't fall out of the crook of his arm as he bent down to retrieve the volleyball from his bag.
"Now, do you want to practice receives or do you want me to toss for you?" he asked as he set Hinata down in the yard.
[❧, ⇅ and ❞ uvu]
Describe their usual sleeping position
I imagine Suga would sleep wrapped lots of thick, soft blankets like a burrito, especially in winter. He strikes me as the type who likes plush, soft things.
Do they look up or down while thinking?
Between these two options, I think Suga is more likely to look down. There’s a particular shyness in his demeanor. Or rather, he’s rather introspective and gets lost in his own head sometimes. However, I do believe it is more common for him to look straight ahead and/or at someone, especially if he is thinking while in conversation. Really, it depends on the topic or what he’s focusing on.
Write a quote they would find themselves saying
It tickles my fancy to believe that Suga is a sucker English literature and quotes Jane Austen at people for fun. Mostly because he can and it’s funny to watch people’s reactions. “For a single man in possession of a large fortune must be in want of a wife.” This particular quote comes up a lot whenever the topic of omiai/matchmaking comes up.
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1. A nervous tic or habit they do 2. What is one of their favorite items?
Aside from mothering the team, my head canon is that Suga likes to play pranks on other players but never gets caught because no one ever suspects him. He has a certain innocently devious side to him that very few people pick up on.
Favorite item? Probably the tofu plushy sitting on his bed. His love for spicy mapo tofu is well known.
Send me a ❄ and I'll use a random generator to help choose a Winter themed plot for our muses!
After time and time again of pestering phone calls, your muse has lied to their parents about having a significant other and now that it’s time to go home for the holidays, they are desperate to have someone play the part. My muse begrudgingly agrees to pose as your muse’s significant other and attempts to make the best of the situation by spending the time trying to embarrass your muse as much as they can.
It’s the first “snowfall” of the season and what was supposed to just be a light flurry turned into an ice storm and now my muse is stuck at your muse’s house with no electricity.
It’s the middle of the night and my muse hears a knock at their door, it’s your muse and they are dripping wet and shivering out in the cold. My muse invites them in to warm up.
My muse is supposed to cook a holiday feast for their family that’s coming to visit from out of town, but has no idea how to cook the traditional holiday food and has enlisted your muse to help.
My muse is walking through a park when they’re suddenly hit with a snowball, after looking around for a few moments, they discover yours hiding behind a tree with a hoard of snowballs.
My muse needs help creating the perfect snow angel. Their problem is every time they stand up, they leave a hand print and scuffs around the snow angel.
My muse teaches yours how to ice skate, but isn’t very good at it either.
Our muses decide to have a snowman building contest and whoever builds the biggest snow man in the allotted time, gets to destroy the others’.
Our muses decide to see who can catch the most snowflakes on their tongues, winner gets to bury the other in the snow.
Our muses have been searching for the perfect place to go sledding and when they find it, they discover they are not the only ones. The place is overrun with screaming children and they aren’t too sure they want to sled with this many kids around.
Our muses planned to go caroling but no one else that volunteered to come along showed up.
Our muses take a trip to Starbucks to try their first ever peppermint mocha.
Short on cash, our muses decide to start a snow shoveling business and must compete with the group of children that had the same idea.
Your muse has knitted mine a very ill fitting sweater and insists that they wear it to the town’s annual Winter Fest where anyone who’s anyone will see them.
Your muse’s water pipes froze and burst and now has to shower at my muse’s place until the damage is repaired.
♛ (More like son stealing dessert)
♛ Sharing a dessert (More like son stealing dessert)
Suga really didn’t spend enough time with Noya. The libero’s boisterous personality sometimes resulted in headaches, but he was such a dedicated teammate and friend that one couldn’t help but like him. With that in mind, Suga had arranged a get together with just the two of them so that they could catch up. This is how the silver-haired setter found himself quite suddenly devoid of his apple pie slice as most of it found it’s way into the Noya’s mouth."Um, Noya, I would actually like to have some of that, if you don’t mind. I thought you got a slice too," Suga said in a somewhat miffed tone.
Sensei forgot his glasses
Entry had been shortly after Oikawa and his plus-one, though Akaashi Keiji knew no better. Attention was consumed by the way the DJ’s music throbbed, overbearing bass and loud speakers leaving an impression of the floor trembling underfoot. The slender owl ghosted through the...
Halloween was always a fun time of year. Despite complaining to Daichi about getting the costumes together in a non-stressful manner, Suga enjoyed the chaotic last minute rush of throwing something together and helping others do the same. This year, a certain someone had persuaded him to take advantage of his silver hair and pale skin and dress up as a moonbeam. Admittedly, the overall effect was not nearly as atrocious or obnoxious as he had feared when he first heard the concept. A silvery tunic fell to mid-thigh over white leggings. A circlet about his head trailed white and silver ribbons and streamers of tulle flowing down his back, gracefully trailing and twirling after his every movement. Another set of white and silver ribbons and tulle cinched the tunic around his slim waist, the ribbons arranged to drape and trail artfully by Saeko. Clear, faceted, plastic beads had been threaded onto the ribbons, catching the light. After giving in to the nagging about having his face done, Suga had asked Saeko to do his makeup. The older Tanaka had only been too terrifying happy to oblige. When she was done, a slightly glittering sheen of sheer powder dusted his skin, reminding him with some consternation of something he had heard about sparkly vampires. Deep carmine lined his eyes, bringing attention to the warm hues and elongating the corners. A delicate pink softened the boldness of the red before blending into subtly brightening silver. Altogether the ensemble had the look of some sort of strange fairy or rain cloud, in his opinion, but since the others had put forth so much effort he supposed it was fine. At least it didn't have wings. Those could be very annoying when one had to maneuver through crowds. Upon arrival, the Karasuno setter edged to the side of the door and took in his surroundings. He wasn't completely sure who was coming, but he did recognize Oikawa, Iwaizumi, and Akaashi among the crowd. He grinned a little wryly to himself, noting Oikawa's flashy appearance. Thank goodness for that, for Suga really did not feel the need to stand out as the most glittery person in the room. Having gotten his bearings as much as one can at this kind of party, Suga picked up a drink vaguely hoping it hadn't been spiked before taking a few gulps to wet his throat. After a few more sips and nearly getting trampled by a group of students rushing the punch, the silver-haired setter wound his way towards Akaashi. The quiet Fukurodani setter was much more his speed at the moment than people like life-of-the-party Oikawa and whatever he was dragging Iwaizumi into. "Hi Akaashi-kun," Suga greeted over the blaring of the speakers. "Wow, I'm surprised I can actually hear myself over here." He smiled, taking in the simplicity of the other vice-captain's costume. With a bit of a chuckle, he commented, "Last minute rush on the costume? It's quite charming. Mind if I join you for a bit?" Another giggle escaped him before he could squash it, and he squinted suspiciously into his cup before shrugging slightly and taking another swig.
Kid Again!
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Hinata sat on the floor his little legs outstretched in front of him. He watched his toes wiggle around like tiny sausages, and he giggled in spire of himself. At the sound of approaching footsteps, he tilted his head up to see Sugawara standing there. Immediately his arms flung up and his hands clenched and unclenched. “Up! Up!” He urged, his eyes shining brilliantly with excitement.
Suga laughed as he picked up the sunny little boy sitting on the porch. Hinata was always such a cheerful child that he was a delight to babysit, and the silver-haired setter hardly ever turned down an opportunity to watch him. “What would you like, Hinata? Do you want your favorite egg rice for snack?” he asked, lightly poking a chubby, smooth cheek. “Or do you want to play with the volleyball instead?”
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