𝚁𝙰𝙱𝙱𝙸𝚃 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃.

[ . . . ] 𝙼𝚈 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳𝙽'𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙵𝙴𝙻𝚃 𝚂𝙾 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙼.

[villagerbee]

#𝚅𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚁𝙱𝙴𝙴   [   ...   ]   by   valentine!   please read carrd before interacting!

[reunion]

[ ✉️ ] @villagerbee: yachi offers atsumu a bite from her fork.

“ —how long's it been since we last saw each other anyway? three years? four years? somethin'-years-too-many, more like! heh... ” it feels like an eternity ago, but atsumu can remember it still: the karasuno girl from the court sidelines, the one that was all antsy energy and bright eyes, having crossed paths with him now as two grown ups. their lives had only gotten busier in all the years since, and the offer he had made that day to take her out to eat had been left dormant all this time, unfulfilled. and what a shame that was, huh? but lookit here! the grace of an athlete being in an off-season and a graphic designer with a shred of free time… the stars have aligned themselves for a chance reunion, years in the making.

and what better way to celebrate the tying of loose ends than with good food?

…and when it comes to good food, it's obvious where he's gotta take her to. “ ooh, ya gotta try this one next! freshest tuna-mayo you'll ever taste, no kiddin'. ” each and every one he offers up to yachi seems to be 'the one she just has to try next'. meanwhile, osamu just stands there working, a small-smiled sentinel lining up the counter with freshly made rice balls. (he's certainly not complaining about the praise, and atsumu's deeefinitely not complaining about the entire bill being comped. it's a win-win for everyone! hurray!)

then the next one gets offered up, and this time, it's not his doing. atsumu's grin drops a bit when he sees he's the one being offered to this time, blinking at the rice ball held up by yachi's slender fingers. “ …well, ain't that nice? five star service, yacchan, don't mind if i do. aaaah! ” with that warm and easy reply out the way [and the refortification of his grin — 'cause he toootally didn't just get taken aback by the gesture], he leans in and takes that offered bite from her. quick and simple.

the flavors hit his senses all at once, and they do so really, really well! his eyes shut from an instinct bred from pure, simple delight. “ mmmmmh! shooo gooooood! ” (yes, he's speaking with his mouth full here. but 'samu's rice balls are just too good to remember things like manners!) “ ain't it good, yacchan?! y'tried this one yet? feels like… like the flavors are dancin' on my tongue, makin' it all tingly… or somethin'! almost makes ya wish he'd pick up cookin' alot sooner, don't it? hahahaaa… …haa…! ” oh... that feeling on his tongue, it's—

“ ⸻ AHHCK!!! IT'S— SO SPICY!! i'm dyin' over here!!!! ”

[villagerbee]

❛    it's   been   a   while,    atsumu-kun!    i   was   thinking   you'd   forgot   about   your   favorite   fan.    ❜    hitoka   teases   in   a   playful   manner,    despite   their   last   meeting   being   almost   a   disaster…    (    god,    forbid   she   ever   walked   up   to   someone   she   recognized   again.    she's   nothing   but   an   ant   to   some   of   these   people!    )    however,    once   she   got   his   memory   jogging   on   who   she   was…    (   ouch,    by   the   way!  )    it   was   always   a   pleasant   phone   call   here   and   there,    &    the   texts   they   would   exchange   was   always   cordial. 

hitoka   never   considered   herself   anything   special   by   any   means,    but   atsumu   always   had   spared   time   for   her   here    &    there.    she   was   just   thankful   to   be   able   to   get   away   from   it   all   for   once,    &    just   be…    normal,    for   a   few   hours.    no   stressful   deadlines,    no   awful   clients   telling   her   that   her   designs   were   better   the   first   time…    she's   simply   here,    with   atsumu,    like   it   was   a   normal   everyday   thing.    ( a   girl   can   dream…    right?   )    

however,    when   he   keeps   shoving   food   her   way,    she   almost   reverts   to   her   high   school   self————————    timid,    embarrassed.    he   was   so   casual   with   her,    it   was   hard   to   adjust   to.    but   she   knew   better    :    she   knew   that   she'd   also   have   to   catch   him   off   guard   so   he   doesn't   tease   her   like   last   time,    all   those   years   ago.    &    so,    while   he's   taking   a   bite   from   her   hand,    she'd   almost   felt   like   she   won   a   small   victory.    something   so…    intimate?    wouldn't   have   been   a   thing   for   her   in   the   past.    (    thanks   to   a   certain   someone,    she's   gotten   used   to   more   casual   skinship.    )

❛    w-water!!    here,    drink   my   water!!!    i'm   so   sorry!!    ❜

[villagerbee]

@decaysate : " hii-chan! " he's been waiting all day for this, watching the clock carefully between his hectic schedule- his job, his practice, everything- just to make sure to greet her. " happy birthday! " from the sound of it, she's celebrating her birthday with all their friends- there's a pang of heartache, then a swell of love and adoration. " sorry i couldn't be there in person. i promise i'll be back soon. " he just hopes his gift has gotten there on time; the cute planner, the decorative stickers, the colored pens- aaah, he can't think about it! " have fun, okay, hii-chan? and remember i'm always rooting for you, even all the way across the world! i love you lots! "

the clock strikes midnight & she's anxiously stares at her home screen. every year without fail- the screen lights up with an embarrassing picture from high school... a dorky picture with the two of them hugging after one final celebration, rosy cheeks & nose with how much they cried out of happiness... she chuckles as she excuses herself to answer the phone call. how many drinks was she peer pressured in for her birthday already... ?

" sh-shō-kun... ? " she stumbles, trying to pull herself together. his promise to her is enough to prick at the corner of her eyes, stinging. she allows one shaky sigh, before cracking a smile. it's not like she hid how she felt all these years----------- no, it was obvious right ? all of the flowers, the dates, & all of the shared affections in-between. has she ever uttered those three words to him in all of these years? she mentally kicks herself------------ she was an idiot.

" i love you, i'll see you soon. don't forget your key when you come over, okay? i'll be waiting for your flight home! "

[villagerbee]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY YACHI HITOKA!!!!!!!!!

[villagerbee]

I'm crying every time i come on here it's because of juni but now i also have wen

[yankasmiles]

hang in there, yacchan

[ruinedheart-a]

were people watching? stares were such a common thing to him by this point in his life ( it comes hand in hand with being a national volleyball player! ) that it wasn't until hitoka reacted that koutarou even noticed anything! but yacchan is still settled back onto the ground, because not everyone is okay and comfortable with constant attention! ❛ oh, yacchan! wait, before we go inside, let me grab something! ❜ that something being, of course, a face mask and an onigiri miya branded beanie! courtesy of one atsumu miya, but it might as well be koutarou’s now because he wasn't going to return it. ❛ there we go! that should help, at least a little bit! ❜ not that koutarou really minded when the press took pictures of him. the national team, the jackals, and his sisters were all prominent on social media, so what did he care if people saw him with any of them!

but it wasn't fair to carry that carefree thinking into every hangout he had! and thus, the mask and hat were swiftly put on before giving her two thumbs up. ❛ okay! lead the way, yacchan. i don't know what's good, so you gotta tell me what to get. if you don't, i’ll end up ordering one of everything. ❜ he'll do it, he's done it before. and he'll make sure everything ordered is eaten, too! ❛ unless you don't come here too often.. in which case, it might be best to order one of everything so we can try it all! ❜ honestly, the idea was sounding more and more appealing the more he said it out loud.

[villagerbee]

bokuto's  grown  up  to  be  so  thoughtful...  that  was  her  line  of  thought,  &  as  soon  as  feet  touch  the  ground,  she  instantly  feels  relief.  being  friends  with  mr.  international  was  quite  the  large  feat  itself!  hands  gliding  down  from  his  shoulders  to  his  biceps,  she  realizes  that  a  lot  of  effort  goes  into  being  a  volleyball  player...  (  she  remembers  just  how  he  pushed  himself  back  in  highschool  alone...  )  of  course,  she  makes  no  comment  on  it———  but  she  sort  of  regrets  taking  him  to  a  bakery...  it  can't  be  good  for  his  training,  right?  (  ahhhhhh!!  what  if  she  ruins  his  diet!?  )  it  isn't  until  he  says  that  he  wants  one  of  everything,  that  she  starts  to  giggle  & pat  him  on  his  arm.  ❝  i  doubt  i'd  hear  the  end  of  it  if  you  ate  one  of  everything,  bokkun!!  ❞  this  was  just  like  old  times...  whenever  she  was  in  tokyo,  he'd  free  his  schedule  &  they'd  just  study  the  day  away,  eating  sweets  &  talking  about  school  without  a  care  in  the  world.  it's  a  bittersweet  feeling  as  she  reminisces,  but  the  fact  that  they're  still  friends  after  all  this  time...  what  a  wonderful  life  she  lives,  truly!!

stepping  into  the  familliar  shoppe,  hearing  the  familiar  ding  &  the  warmth  of  the  cafe...  hitoka  could  feel  the  excitement  of  yummy  treats.  (  a  little  too  much,  she  might  add.  did  he  hear  her  stomach  growl?  how  embarrassing!!  )  a  blush  creeps  it's  way  to  her  ears,  before  clearing  her  throat.  ❝  why  don't  we  take  a  seat  and  look  at  the  menu?  i  really  want  their  anpan...  b-but...  the  whole  menu  might  make  me  even  hungrier!  ❞

[ruinedheart-a]

there are some things that just never change. during their high school years, it was almost near impossible for them to have a proper hangout due to the constant headache that was conflicting schedules. and now, all these years later, it was STILL almost near impossible for them to have a moment together because of conflicting schedules. but koutarou never let the concept of impossibility ever stop him from plowing forward, so of course the day came when hitoka’s schedule was as clear as his! or, well — it used to be. after they'd both spent hours cramming a myriad of activities, it wasn't exactly clear anymore! but for a soul who was so continuously buzzing, a day with nothing to do was actually torture for koutarou.. so everything worked out perfectly!

they'd agree to a meeting point close to their first stop; there was a bakery that opened not too long ago in miyagi, who's breakfast pastries were some of the best @villagerbee has ever had! with a review like that, how was he supposed to react? when she finally came to view, of course it's only natural for koutarou to barrel right into her, practically sweeping off her feet! ❛ yacchan! ❜ is the only warning given before a strong chest slams forward, arms circling to bring her along with the force of his run and hug. hitoka is dragged along but with his laugh echoing across the station, koutarou doesn't really pay it any mind! ❛ you look great, yacchan! it's been so long, i really thought i was gonna die before we got the chance to hang out again. ❜

[villagerbee]

ponytail?  check.  purse?  check.  hitoka  was  mentally  checking  herself  before  heading  out  the  door,  surveying  her  apartment  before  hearing  the  click!  of  her  lock.  it's  been  soooo  long  since  her  last  day  off--------—   what  with  her  internship  being  as  demanding  as  it  was.  however,  when  it  came  to  her  free  time;  there  were  a  few  things  (  or,  in  this  case,  people  )  that  had  her  priority.  smiling  at  her  cellphone  with  the  ever-growing  amount  of  charms,  she  was  more  than  excited!  she  was  finallyyyy  meeting  bokkun!!  hitoka  was  excited! 

walking  down  the  familiar  path,  the  familiar  bumble  of  the  street,  she  pauses  before  hearing  rather  quick  paced  steps———  &  they're  coming  closer  to  her?!  it  wasn't  long  until  she  was  swept  up  into  a  bone-crushing  hug,  having  it  knock  the  wind  out  of  her.  ❝  b-bokkun———   ...  it's  good  to  see  you  too!  ❞  she  said,  in  half-laughter  &  relief.  wiggling  her  arms  out,  she  places  her  arms  on  his  shoulders,  trying  to  get  a  real  good  look  at  him.  something  like  this  was  extremely  common  with  him.  at  first,  she  would  have  been  a  mess  of  words  &  nonsense,  but  the  longer  they've  been  friends,  the  more  she's  had  time  to  adapt  to  his  greeting!  (  but  what  about  the  people  around  them?  ) 

❝  you  wouldn't  have  died,  that's  silly!  i  would  never  leave  you  alone  that  long.  ❞  it  eventually  occurs  to  hitoka  that  yes,  they're  in  public———  ...  and  her  face  turns  a  few  shades  redder  at  the  realization,  a  bit  mortified.  she's  gotten  wayyyy  too  used  to  getting  swept  up  by  bokuto!  ❝  u-um...  let's  go  inside,  okay?  ❞

[villagerbee]

IM NOT A REAL RPER GOOD LORD WHERE DID YOU ALL COME FROM

[villagerbee]

HELP YOU FOLLOWED MY ARCHIVE im here now<3

FHKJDKFJNSK I HAD TO DIG TY <3

[villagerbee]

here for one reason only

[villagerbee]

@kainan​ asked : bokuto runs up to yachi and gives her a huuuuuuuuge bear hug! r.i.p ur bones and organs, yacchan!!!

there   it   is   ...   she   swears   she   saw   her   life   flash   before   her   eyes.   hitoka   had   less   than   a   few   seconds   to   react,   before   being   scooped   into   his   bone-crushing   embrace.   even   though   it’s   welcome   ------------   she   decides   to   chalk   it   up   as   him   not   knowing   his   own   strength,   &   weakly   pats   his   back.   ❛    w-welcome   back,   bokkun.   ❜

[villagerbee]

@kainan​ asked : atsumu puts his jersey jacket over yachi's shoulders without saying anything. he's such a smooth guy, ain't he!

was   he   teasing   her   ?   the   way   he   did   it   so   casually   ------------   thump   thump   thump,   the   quiet   rhythm   of   her   heart   ...   so   embarrassing.   why   was   she   acting   like   this   ?   isn’t   this   a   bit   of   a   cruel   feeling   ...   ?   (   even   so,   it’s   something   she   never   intended   on   sharing.   )   if   it   was   one   sided   ...   couldn't   she   be   selfish   &   enjoy   herself   a   bit   longer   ?   ❛   ne   ...   won't   you   get   cold,   atsumu-san   ?   ❜

[villagerbee]

@ymagishi​   :   YAMAGISHI-CHAN   !

❛   ne,   ne,    yamagishi-chan   ...   do   you   like   sweets   ?   ❜   hitoka   is   a   bit   bashful,   but   there   was   a   bit   of   hope   in   her    question   !   (   no,   she   didn’t   learn   how   to   bake   just   to   make   friends   ...   !!!   of   course   not   !!   )   ❛   ah   -------------   it’s   okay   if   you   don’t,   i   can   always   treat   yamagishi-san   to   something   else,   too   !    ❜

[villagerbee]

you do not own a character. grow up.

yknow this has been sitting in my inbox and i rly cant believe the audacity of some people ... of COURSE i own my PORTRAYAL ... but where do u see that i own her ??? tell me. 

[villagerbee]

i already showed angie this but its about time i blessed all of u with it too

[villagerbee]

i can conclude that angie hates me now.