“atsumu, do i even want to hear it?” you sigh, pinching your nose and exhaling. he pouts, looking at you with curled lips and furrowed brows as you stare back unimpressed.
atsumu asking you not to get mad is almost always a headache-inducing scheme that probably takes a few years off your life, and you’re not really in the mood to test your mortality for your handful of a husband at the moment. but something tells you he’s not going to drop it any time soon, so you simply sigh before motioning for him to continue.
“okay, i’m ready,” you say warily, “spit it out before i get a migraine.”
“i…uh, i can’t find ma weddin’ ring,” he says quietly, fiddling with his fingers as he refuses to meet your eyes. you blink, processing his words before they really register.
oh.
and now that you look closely, there’s almost a slight tremble to his lips, the tiniest wobble that he tries to fight back as he meets your eyes with glossy ones of his own. and suddenly, your heart clenches as you take a step forward and cup his cheek.
“aw, tsum,” you murmur, tracing the soft skin of his cheek with your thumb, reaching to pinch his nose affectionately with your other hand, “that’s okay. we can go find you a new one, a fancier one this time now that we have more—”
“but ‘ts not the same,” he sniffles, pouting at you deeper as he leans his face closer into your hand.
atsumu proposes to you the night before his first msby game, just a young rookie player with the beginning of a career beneath his feet. he accidentally blurts out please marry me when you squeal over his new jersey, and when you pause, shock clear on your face as you shakily whisper that’s not fair, tsum, he pulls out a ring from his pockets like he’s been waiting for this moment for weeks.
and he has—he’s young and hasn’t even made a decent earning yet, doesn’t even fully know how his credit score works, still calls his mother to ask how to start the laundry machine, but he knows he wants to marry you like he knows the ball will be ready for his teammates to spike as long as he’s on the court.
so you kiss him in your dingy little living room, tearfully pulling him close after you whisper yes, and he slides the best diamond he can afford with his carefully earned savings onto your finger. it’s the same ring that he’s been trying to lump together enough money to buy, the one he’s had his heart set on for a while now. and when you blow him a small kiss from the bleachers before his turn to serve the next day, the slight glimmer of the ring catching his eye, he brings you home the most service aces of the game.
and he’s come a long way since then—a starting setter for a v. league division one team, sponsorship offers left and right, magazine covers as a well-known athlete, an olympic champion. you’ve watched him grow, watched him beam proudly as you move into a larger home, one with fancy windows and hardwood floors, but you watch him stay the same atsumu you fall in love with when you’re just figuring out how the world works and where you fall in it.
he’s still the same atsumu who snores too loud and hogs the blanket, the same atsumu who can’t cook to save his life but makes you the best cup of coffee you’ve ever had, the same atsumu who wears mismatched socks and never checks his pockets before he puts his pants in the laundry. he’s still the same atsumu who calls his brother a scrub but helps clean the onigiri miya tables during closing hours on his way home from practice, the same atsumu who sometimes gets homesick and misses his mom after he calls her every morning, the same atsumu who never falls asleep without pressing a kiss to your forehead and whispering i love ya no matter how mad you are at each other before bed.
so you smile, squeeze his cheeks together as he looks at you miserably, pressing scattered kisses across his face like the sun meets your lips with each one.
“did you check the bathroom counter,” you raise a brow, giggling when his face flushes a light shade of crimson.
“i might’ve forgotten about that one,” he chuckles sheepishly, “ya might not want ta go in the bedroom for a while—’s a mess in there.”
“you tore up our whole bedroom before checking there?” you roll your eyes, making the pout return from earlier. and he’s still the same atsumu who makes your veins pop and your eyes roll, the same atsumu who’s as stubborn as he is obnoxious, the same atsumu who makes you question your choices at least three times a day—but you think he’s worth it when his eyes meet yours and the breath gets knocked from your lungs.
“i’ll clean it,” he defends, “ya’ll be able ta eat off the floor when ‘m done in there.”
“we’ll be lucky if we still have a floor anymore when you’re done trying to clean,” you snort, pinching his cheek as he scowls at you. and with a playful roll of his eyes, he plants two warm hands on your waist, familiar and safe as they pull you flush against a sturdy chest.
miya atsumu, when he kisses you just as sweetly as the first time, as the night he proposes to you, as the day he marries you, as he did last night and the night before that, reminds you just why you said yes all those years ago.
“don’t be mean,” he grumbles, making you laugh as you wrap your arms around his neck, “if i lose ma ring, ya’ll have no proof ‘m yer husband. what then?”
“then i’ll do this so everyone knows you’re my husband,” you wink cheekily before pressing another kiss to his lips, smiling into them as he melts against you with a soft sigh.
for my love sayu's champagne kisses collab @tahdashii !! sjdsdfh technically it's about a wedding ring instead of an actual wedding but i hope it counts sobsob
this is so cute and original!! i had to jump in!!!
it’s been ages since i did one of these so don’t mind me tagging some of my moots, also please don’t feel pressured to join ♡ — @atlabeth @bokuroar @comehome2myheart @celcero @doggonudezz @dannyurl @erispring @ffsg0jo @gojosatorhoe @justanawolf @kath-in-bluebonnets @kuroosbby001 @s-rosalia @true-deru @thegojosimpehe @ydyf + anyone interested!!!
@arquitecturadelanada baby elle you look so adorable pls, and the color pallete as a hobbie got me super curious to one day see your creations 😍Loved it!
well, here is my gremlin:
the only differences btw this and reality is my shorter hair, and i don't weak kimonos but this one is just so cute I wanted to try it on HAHAHA this picrew is so accurate, I really enjoyed doing.
in case my flowers want to join as well, tagging: @mrskodzuken @romiyaro @caramiriel @sennsational @eunoji @omimosa + anyone who wants to join!
Hi!!! I just saw your matchup event and i couldn’t resist the urge to participate >-<. I’m glad that I saw it, because I just scrolled past your masterlist and I saw some juicy content which i’m DEFINITELY gonna read later!!!
I wanna congratulate you for your 300 followers, i’m sure you really deserve them!! <33
Of course ignore this if it’s uncomfortable for you, no pressure!!
Okay so the fandom i’m gonna request from is Haikyuu!
I’m a scorpio, ISFP, 7w6, I really like photography and i’m studying cinema atm. My hobby is writing poems since i consider it the only way I can properly express my emotions; I also like to read, especially manga, and listen to music. I love to experiment hair colours hehe
I’m a stubborn person, with precise goals in life. I love creating new relationships but, the moment the other person shows me that they don’t really care about me, I’m gonna leave without looking back.
Im very loyal in friendships or relationships, and I love to listen to people. I’m very independent and I prefer to stay alone most of the times
I hope I described myself enough because I don’t really know what to say 🫠
Thank you in advance for your time and take care 🥺🥺🫶🏻🫶🏻
Fandom: Haikyuu
Format: Headcanons
Warnings: Spoiler from the manga (Akaashi's job)
Word Count: 0.6K
A/n: This one was tough lmao. Thank you so much honey! I'm glad that you enjoyed my work! feel free to send requests if you have anything on your mind :>💕
I match you with...
Keiji Akaashi!
I was actually doubtful about Choosing between Oikawa and Akaashi, but in the end I went with Akaashi cause you know... He's Akaashi :>
Akaashi is a super thoughtful and understanding person. He's kind, also indepentednt and charming as hell. He will never cross your boundaries and always gives you the space and time you need to yourself; though he will not hesitate to interfere when you have a serious problem and will do his best to make you feel better.
You do not have to worry about his feeling toward you. As I said before, he is a thoughtful guy, and he will definitely think it through before stepping in a relationship. If he's in a relationship with you, you have to know that he definitely loves you; or else he wouldn't be here.
He listens to other people (Bokuto) just like you and will do his best to make them feel better (we've witnessed that in the anime) so you have something to talk about when you open up to each other lol; because sometimes listening to people just takes so much energy, you know?...
Akaashi is also a supportive boyfriend. He shows interest in the major your studying (no matter what it is) and will gather information about it so he can have a better understanding of what you're interested into. He will be your model if you ask him to (ask him, this hot guy is definitely a good catch), I'm not sure if he will be willing to let you color his hair, but I'm sure you can both compromise on it or maybe even make a bargain...? <3
You like reading manga? Well lucky for you, your s/o is a manga editor! You can read all the manga's he edits before gettng published officially, so that's definitely a benefit to you🚶🏻♀️
Akaashi loves to be in a relationship with an independent person. He admires your independence. He's been taking care of people for quite a while, and he prefers to be with someone who's mature and is able to take care of himself.
He is a pro at reading your mood, and as the thoughtful boyfriend he is, he will give you the space you need. He might not even ask you about your problem directly, but he will ask you how you're feeling and if you need help with anything. So don't think that he doesn't care about you; he just doesn't want to bother you and trusts you because he knows you're able to do thing on your own.
This guy might look cold, but he has a big golden heart, and you don't have to look closely to notice it :)
In a relationship, he's actually warm caring person. Not the energetic type of boyfriend, but the smooth type of guy. He makes you feel relaxed and comfortable, you feel like you can open up to him about anything since he's not judgmental and Honestly it's hard not to fall in love with a guy who's always sweet and polite :>. So if you're looking for something comfy, peaceful and calm, he's definitely the guy for you.
Tries his best to keep a balance between his work and you. Even when he's been working for 5 hours, he will still take you to the restaurant he promised you only to see your beautiful smile.
Please don't let him overwork himself tho ಥ_ಥ
I think I should have matched you with Kuroo, but I don't know... 🚶🏻♀️
i am coming on here to let you know that i am moving blogs! ive had megumi-divine for a little over 5 years and i feel like it’s more attached to my stupid teenager phase than anything :D plus, i have so many posts accumulating on this blog it’s insane that i wish i could wipe it all clean, but i cannot.
NEW BLOG: @rindoom
so with that being said, megumi-divine is going to be archived until further notice. i need a fresh start and personally, sometimes it’s needed. i will have all my works links’ transferred over there, i will simply not repost them. i do not need that pain of formatting fics again 😭
as for the collab, i will still use megumi-divine to add onto the already made post! but all works completed for my collab will have to be tagged using either megumi-divine or my new account!
i will occasionally pop into megumi-divine since she is my first little born blog, i have no intentions on deactivating that little heathen! but i will repost all of my series and remake masterlists for them! so they are going to be privated and reposted on my new blog !!
Hiii!! I'm feeling veeeery unmotivated these days (probably because of fam :/) so I'm just gonna take a tiny break until next week, when I'll be back home.
I don't want to write something that it's not good, so I'll just take my time to reorder my ideas. Of course I'll be still here so if you want to talk, don't hesitate to text me <33
♡ request from @oikawascutie for 100 followers event -> i’m sorry for taking so long :(((, hope you’ll like it 🫶🏻
(masterlist)
Music was playing from your earbuds and the wind was moving your hair; you were at the park, enjoying summer break. Finally you were able to slow down from your studies and finish to read those books that you started time before.
You looked around when you noticed a tall figure with brown hair coming towards you; you recognised it was Sachiro, your crush from university. You two didn’t talk that much because you had many different classes, but ever since you met at a school party, you would wave at each other when you met in the hallways.
He lowered his gaze on you and smiled when he recognised you, “hi!” he waved at you. You blushed a little while smiling and waving back, “hi” you murmured. You cursed yourself internally for being embarrassing, then cleared your voice removing your ear buds.
He stopped when he was in front of you, “how are you?” he asked and you thought that he couldn’t be more cute. “Fine, thanks! You?” you said back, trying your best to not let the conversation die. He giggled “I can’t complain” he answered and you giggled. You looked at the dog that was with Sachiro; it was tiny and was looking at you while swinging his tail from one side to the other.
“Can I… pet your dog?” you said smiling at the fluffy creature and Sachiro nodded, “of course”. He got closer to you and kneeled in front of you, slightly pulling the leash to make the dog come closer, “his name is Coco”.
You cooed the moment you touched the fluffy brown coat, “he is so cute!” you exclaimed and Sachiro chuckled. He touched the dog then glanced at you. You looked up at him and, the moment you saw he was already looking at you, you blushed and looked away. The dog barked at you the moment you stopped caressing him, and you slightly chuckled starting again to touch behind his ears.
“Is he yours?” you asked, trying to forget the embarrassment. Sachiro was still looking at you with a smirk on his face, “yes, I got him a few month ago” he answered and you glanced at him again. He is handsome, was the thought that was clouding your mind.
There was a moment of silence between you two until he spoke again, “I’m happy I met you here”. Your eyes widened at his words, “w-why is that so?” you asked and he laughed throwing his head back.
He looked again at you and you could see his gentle gaze the moment your eyes met, “because every time I see you around campus you always seem to avoid me…” he stated and you averted your eyes; you didn’t want to avoid him, you just didn’t want him to see your red cheeks every time you would occasionally see him. “I never wanted to avoid you, it-it’s just that I’m always sooo busy” you said and he chuckled again.
Sachiro sat down and Coco went to stay between his legs, “okay, I get it” he said rolling his eyes, and you giggled waving your hands in front of you “no, I’m saying the truth!” you said back trying to suppress you laugh. He looked back at you with a smirk on his face, “you’re cute” he stated out of blue and you chocked on your own saliva.
You tried to breath but air wasn’t arriving in your lungs, and the only thing you could think inside of you was, how embarrassing. “ oh my god, y/n” Sachiro exclaimed alarmed, and came closer to you putting an hand on your back while taking your face with the other one.
His hands were big and you felt like melting with him so near you; you waved a hand at him trying to tell him you were okay but it was still difficult to talk. “Here, take this” he said offering you a water bottle he took from his backpack.
You drank a little then looked up at him, feeling your face burning, “sorry”. He shook his head smiling and you realised he still had his hand on your face when he caressed your cheek, “don’t worry, I’m sorry my words had this effect on you”. You rolled your eyes and looked down to hide your blush but he slightly pulled your chin to make your gazes meet again, “are you okay?” he asked and you nodded.
There was a moment of silence between the two of you. You were observing each other’s faces when your gaze fell on his lips. You were centimetres away, “can I?” Sachiro whispered looking at your mouth. You were going to answer him when Coco barked.
Sachiro pulled away from you clearing his voice, “uhm…” you looked at the dog and giggled. “Well…” you started but Sachiro interrupted you, “would you like to go on a date…”, you immediately looked at him, “with me?” he continued, looking at you with hope all around his face.
You couldn’t speak, too shocked by the sudden question. “I-…yes, I would love that” you answered with a smile all over your face; you were convinced that you were going to have an heart attack because of him sooner or later, but you believed that it was worth it.
atsumu walks past you just as you open the fridge, and you know what’s coming before he can even open his mouth.
“baby, guess what?” he wriggles his brows. you roll your eyes, pinching your nose and wondering if having a painkiller now in advance can prevent the headache he’s one sentence away from bringing you.
“don’t, tsumu.”
“see that fridge? it’s our fridge,” he grins cheekily, “and ya see that food in there? ‘s our food,” he all but giggles, winking at you as you groan.
it’s been two days since you and atsumu have moved in together. as in, forty eight hours of him reminding you that everything in your now shared living space isn’t just yours or his—it’s both of yours. he makes it a rather determined mission of his to ensure you’re aware every second of the day, and you’re considering paying the fee to break your lease and moving out.
but there’s something incredibly endearing about the way his eyes light up and his grin is just a bit more excited each time than the last—like the reality settles in a bit deeper every time he says it out loud, like you become his just a bit more.
so with a roll of your eyes, you snort before reaching over to pinch his cheek.
“yes, i know, tsumu,” you shake your head in amusement, “this is our apartment—and that’s our sink, and our table, and look! there’s our window. see, there’s even our dust on the windowsill,” you tease, making him pout as he huffs.
“well, ya don’t gotta say it like that,” he grumbles, “yer startin’ ta sound like my team.”
“tsumu, leave those poor guys alone,” you chuckle, wrapping your arms around his neck as his hands settle for your hips. you press a kiss to his jaw, smiling when he hums in appreciation at the gesture.
atsumu has already made the entirety of the msby group chat consider kicking him out—and he certainly has been kicked out before, he’s a spam texter if they’ve ever met one before (he firmly argues he’s better than bokuto, however). but he just can’t stop himself before sending a picture of your toothbrushes side by side, or your mugs together in the sink, or your sweaters next to his in the closet. and if he has to earn an eye roll from everyone on his team, he thinks that’s fine.
as long as everyone knows he’s yours, and you’re his, and you’re each other’s, he thinks he can live with a half serious threat about being removed from a group chat here and there.
“ya know what else is ours?” he hums against your cheek as he litters soft pecks along the expanse, nibbling gently on your skin while you giggle.
“what?”
“the shower,” he buries his head into your neck, smirking against your skin as you swat at his shoulder, “and since the bills are both of ours too, we could always save us some water and—”
“you know what else can be ours?” you cut him off, “your paycheck. i’m sure you can cover the bills yourself.”
you feel his lips curl into a pout, laughing as he grumbles quietly in protest.
sharing a living space with someone like atsumu comes with its challenges—it’s anything but easy. he keeps his socks on the floor, leaves a mess of water all along the sink, forgets to put the milk carton back in the fridge, never checks his pockets before he throws his pants in the washing machine, and he barely knows how to work a microwave—but he wakes you up with a kiss to your lips and strong arms around your waist, and he bumps his hips against yours with a soft chuckle as you brush your teeth together, and he greets you home with bright smiles and love knit between each crinkle of his eyes.
and when your cheek meets his chest every night as he pulls the covers over your bodies, when your legs tangle and your lips meet in just one more kiss before bed, you fall asleep in a home—not just yours or his, but both of yours.
it’s perfect. in fact, you think it’s more than perfect—even if he is a bit of a loud snorer.
“i knew it,” he accuses, narrowing his eyes, “ya just moved in with me for the perks, didn’t ya? not cause o’ me?”
“what do you mean?” you giggle, “you are the perks.”
“only cause ya get ta make me drive ya around everywhere,” he pinches the tip of your nose, chuckling quietly when you crinkle it at the gesture.
miya atsumu has always been a lot of things. he’s been a trouble child and an annoying brother, he’s been a talkative student and a pushy teammate, he’s been team captain and a new rookie, he’s been a talented setter and a promising athlete, and he’s been a fan favorite and great sponsorship deal—but he thinks he likes being yours the most, your tsumu who’s shy and sweet and just a bit hopeless when it comes to flirting.
“the real perk is getting to see you in gray sweats all day,” you murmur cheekily, making him laugh into your neck as he squeezes his arms around you tighter, pulling your flush against his body. you fit against him perfectly, like every curve of your body was meant to slot against every ridge of his.
“‘s not cause i’m cute?” he whines.
“maybe just a little,” you tease before turning your head and pressing your lips to his temple, kissing him sweetly as you sigh in his hold, “i love you, tsum. and i love our apartment.”
he grins brightly, lets out a happy little giggle that makes your heart swell, “love ya too, angel. and i’d love it even more if ya got into our shower with me.”
♡ request by @oikawascutie for the 100 followers event -> thank you bby for this request <3
(Tokyo Rev masterlist)
“Rin where are the popcorns?” you asked from the kitchen turning around to look at your boyfriend, who was in the living room setting the last things for the sleepover you organised just for the two of you. To be more precise, it was Rin who decided everything and forced you into building a blanket fort, after you admitted to him that you’ve never had the chance to build one as a child.
“On the isle” he answered and you saw his head come out of the blanket who was hanging over the chair. You chuckled at the vision and looked at the isle where the bag of popcorns was; after putting them in a bowl, you headed over to the blanket fort.
You placed them near the entrance, then took your computer and sat it on the pavement, “we are going to watch C’mon C’mon right?” you asked looking over your shoulder to where Rindou was.
He got closer to you and looked at the computer “no, we said Sliding Doors” he said slightly turning his head to look at you. You looked at him shaking your head “no, we decided to watch C’mon C’mon since we couldn’t see it at the cinema”. Rin raised an eyebrow at you saying “no y/n, we decided Sliding Doors”.
You frowned at him because you could perfectly remember the talk you had the previous day, “but we have already watched Sliding Doors, Rin!” you said pouting at him. “Yes, and? We are gonna watch it again” he answered, then got inside the blanket fort taking the popcorns without looking back at you.
You didn’t move from your place and crossed your arms over your chest looking at the little space you both had created with the blankets. “Baby?” Rin called you from inside but you didn’t answer. “Y/n?” he tried again, but you stayed silent.
His head popped out from the fort and you bit your lower lip trying to suppress a smile. Rin looked at you with a frown all over his face, “why aren’t you coming?” he asked.
You observed him and raised an eyebrow “because I’m not going to watch Sliding Doors, again” you said marking the last word. He rolled his eyes, “get in the fort baby” he stated, but you shook your head. “Please y/n, come inside” he continued, but you turned your head at your left avoiding his gaze.
He sighed, passing a hand through his hair, “get in the fucking blanket fort baby” he said, and you looked back at him pouting. When he saw that you weren’t considering of moving, he continued exhaling “fine, we are going to watch C’mon C’mon”.
You grinned and took your computer into the fort, being as careful as possible not to break anything. After you were seated inside you looked around the little space.
It was little, but comfy and it made you soften inside; it was just for you and Rin, a bubble that hided you from the external world. There was a small lamp on the right side, and pillows and blankets were scattered around.
You looked at your boyfriend who was observing you expectantly, waiting for your reaction; you smiled at him and crawled on his lap. You hugged him while he put his arms around your waist leaving a kiss on your head, “you like it?” he murmured on you hair.
You leaned back a little to look at him and nodded, “it’s beautiful Rin, I love this” you said. His eyes were shining from the little lamp beside you when he kissed you on your lips, smiling in the mean time. He leaned his forehead against yours, “I’m glad” he whispered.
You could understand from only his voice that he was happy you were experiencing all of that for the first time with him, and you were too. You took his face between your hands then left another kiss on his lips, “thank you Rin” you said and he nodded, a small smile on his face, and said, “anything for you baby”.
