∿ When Grit Meets Grace ⤸ ╱ ❛ Lilies ❜
∿ when grit meets grace ⤸ ╱ ❛ lilies ❜
♬⋆.˚ starry cat, up above / why do you glow? do you know? / when you left, you made a / hole the size of a moon inside my heart.
ꫂ ၴႅၴ content warnings; flirting. smoking. maybe some self depreciation? short, sweet. -> word count: 727.
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“wrong. run it again.”
they’ve been at this for over an hour. hinata approached keishin before practice, phone in hand, with hopes of trying a new quick. it had taken keishin less than 30 seconds to know that it would be hard. hard, but not impossible. everyone looks tired–tsukishima’s attitude is growing worse by the second, nishinoya is getting more frustrated, hell, even asahi is getting a little upset. it’s no one’s fault in particular, but he knows they’re blaming hinata and kageyama.
“jesus, dude,” tanaka pants, hands on his knees. he’s staring right at keishin, brows furrowed. “we’ve been doing this for, like, an hour. can we get a break or something?”
the man thinks for a moment. if they stop now, they’ll lose the momentum. “no,” he says, maybe a little too bluntly. “do it again.” he crosses his arms over his chest and waits. they reset to their respective positions and keishin brings the whistle to his mouth and blows. their movements are sluggish, tired, defeated. the ball gets to kageyama and he sets it, but hinata is so tired that he can’t jump as high as he normally can. he misses the ball by mere inches and groans reverberate through the gym.
“sorry, guys,” hinata mumbles, draggin a hand down his face.
keishin looks to his left, where takeda is standing with a pinched face, and he sighs. he turns back to the team and waves his hand dismissively. “okay, take a break. ten minutes, that’s it.” he doesn’t stay to hear the complaints. instead, he walks out of the gym, sticks a cigarette in his mouth, and lights it. nicotine floods his veins and his stress dissipates. he’s only there for a couple seconds when something catches his eye.
you.
you’re carrying baskets full of flowers, struggling to balance them all. ten minutes his ass. he stomps his cigarette out and walks over to your car, hands in his pockets. “need some help with that?”
you flinch and nearly drop one of the baskets. “oh! ukai! hey, it’s funny seeing you here. um, yes, i could use some help if you’re offering.” you laugh and, once again, ukai feels weak in the knees. he chalks it up to his injury. you hand him one of the baskets and sigh heavily, grateful that you’re no longer straining. “ah, thank you so much. what, uh, what are you doing here? you’re not stalking me, are you?”
he nearly chokes on his own spit. “what?” it takes him longer than it should to realize you’re joking. “oh, hah, no i, um, coach the boys volleyball team here.”
your eyes seemingly light up. “no way! that’s so awesome! i used to play volleyball when i was in high school. i wasn’t very good, though.” you hum, reminiscing. “did you play?” when he nods, you smile. “were you any good?”
he exhales, tongue darting out to wet his lips. “nope,” he says quickly. he doesn’t need to tell you his sob story just yet. “what are you doing here? and with all these flowers?”
“oh, i’m donating to the greenhouse club! i saw a facebook post saying they were looking for flowers and seeds–stuff like that.” you shift the box to your other hip. “i figured it would be good business, y’know? donate and then people know i have a flower shop?” you begin to walk, but stop and turn to him. “um, do you know where the greenhouse is?”
he scoffs out a laugh and nods, walking the opposite direction you were going. “and what happens when this doesn’t get you the business you want?” he doesn’t mean to say it, but he’s a pessimist, he can’t help it.
you hum, looking down at the ground where your feet walk in sync. “i don’t know,” you whisper. suddenly, keishin regrets even making a comment about it. “i suppose i’ll . . . apply at your convenience store and hope you give me a chance?”
he looks down at you and almost flinches at the wide smile on your face. you two stop just before the greenhouse, turned towards each other. “i’ll think about,” he says, smirking slightly.
you smile and laugh, pushing the door open with your hip. “thanks for helping me, ukai. i really appreciate it.”
he swallows hard and nods. “yeah, sure. it was no problem, really.”
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∿ 𝐔𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 ⤸ ╱ ❛ when grit meets grace ❜
♬⋆.˚ the morning sun shines on your skin / ‘cause your curtains are white, they are paper thin / windows open, i can feel the breeze / but we’re safe here under the sheets.
ꫂ ၴႅၴ a cranky convenience store owner and a sweet flower shop owner who keep accidentally running into each other.
( no update schedule. content warnings with each chapter. tag list open. probably ooc!ukai. )
▸ CHAPTER ONE; wisteria
▸ CHAPTER TWO; lillies
▸ CHAPTER THREE; tulips
▸ CHAPTER FOUR; carnations
i dead ass hate all of u rn especially lina
i hate people drawing maomao white
"mumma?"
there's a tug to your pant leg that turns you away from your skincare to acknowledge, smiling down at the little girl with eye's like kenma's blinking up at you longingly. maesi blinks up at you before pointing at the lip balm in your hand. "lisstick?"
you smile softly, "close! lip balm, baby.” you twist the lip balm down slightly before putting it on the counter, bending to hook your hands under maesi’s arms and haul her up and onto the counter. her curious hands wander to the lip balm, and she picks it up with excited eyes. “i dood it?”
you smile, “sure why not. it’s clear.” you help maesi turn to face the mirror, “now go like this, baby-“ you purse your lips out and use your finger to demonstrate how to apply the lip balm, which she copies. you see the subtle sheen of where she missed her lips glistening on her skin under the lights of the bathroom. she squeals in satisfaction before putting down the lip balm and raising her arms to be picked up. “wanna come up?”
“wanna get down!” she says, and you obey her wish before watching her giggle and make a break for the bathroom door.
“and where are you going?” you smile.
maesi turns to you and giggles, “gonna get daddy!”
“you wanna get daddy?” you laugh, making the connection between the lipstick question from earlier and the application of lip balm now; she wants to prank him, thinking she’ll leave color on him.
you smile and make your way down the hall, watching her toddle in her jammies to his streaming room. she pushes the door open, and you hear kenma’s voice go from loud and clear, to much more soft when addressing your child.
“hey spawn,” kenma coos, pausing his game. “how are you? where’s mumma? wanna say hi to chat?” she nods eagerly, and kenma pulls her up and onto his lap. “wave hi, baby.”
maesi doesn’t wave, instead, she puckers her lips out childishly for a kiss, and kenma chuckles as he leans down to kiss her, tasting the familiar taste of your lip balm. immediately, his three year old crumbles into laughter, squirming out of his grip and running away, yelling a soft “got you!” and kenma hears you in the hallway, gasping and squealing in pretend panic, hearing your shared laughter fade away as you make your way down the hall.
he cocks a brow before returning to his stream, “i don’t know what just happened.” he looks into his monitor and smacks his lips together before shrugging and turning back to his game. “but im not complaining.”
bokeandbookies LMAOOOO
keishatwolips SHE GOT YOU (literally have no idea what just happened)
rayisthename LMAOOOO
notemmyrosee I think she got you kodzuken
grannyshouseparty IF SPAWN SAYS SHE GOT YOU, SHE GOT YOU
thank you kuroosasscheek for the 1500 bits GET PRANKED
“kuroo, you’re just mad i got a kiss and you didn’t.”
kuroosasscheek you’re right </3
How Id flirt/meet? my hq selfships different au (lwk still similar ngl..): pt.1
Hinata
setting: the beach
how: i see how sweaty and hot he looks on the beach playing so i buy myself and him a coconut that they sell on the beach with the straw and then a spoon so u can eat the flesh after you drink the water, Id just awkwardly walk up to him while he’s taking a breather, hand it to him and walk away. Later he finds me after a game n trys to thank me in broken ass portuguese and i dunno what he’s saying so i just replied in spanish.
Osamu
setting: The bar
how: makes small talk with him at the bar, he tells me abt his shop, he asks me to dance (smau can dance idc atsumu can’t.) and i grab his biceps to get down from the chair drunk to care (trying to fight the urge not to chomp on them.) We’re on the dance floor and he notices how flirty i’m getting n doesn’t know how to act (his ears are RED.) anywho somehow we end up at miyas kitchen eating onigiri till the late am. (now we’re married with 15 kids.)
Kuroo
setting: Tokyo - Bc of tokyo sims.
how: Kole asks me if i could ask anyone on a date so i say sure. I see kuroo and i stop in front of him (cameras are following he’s lwk nervous LOL.) i’m like taking in how fine and tall he is and now im nervous. Anyway i ask him “Do you want to go get something to eat rn?” and he’s staring at me lwk doesn’t know if he should be shocked or weirded out but he knows it’s tokyo sims so he says “why not.” and shrugs and so i take his arm. (MIND U HE WASNT EXPECTING ME TO LEAVE WITJ HIM AFTET HE SAID YES, he thought it was just for show.) but he just went with it and we went out for drinks n food.
suna
setting: After one of his games.
how: fan signing, obvi i’m a fan for this man. Anyways he sees i have his jersey on and he’s lwk flatter? (i dunno.) I ask him to sign my jersey on the back near his name (ofc he agrees LOL.) anyways so to get like a steady hand he grips my hip (unintentionally.) to write his name (im freaking the fuck out bc fine shyt is GRABBING ME.) i turn around to face him (im red in the face i get red easily.) and i just say “uhm thank you suna.” and walk the fuck out. It doesn’t register why i freaked out until kamori tells him why. So when he heads home he’s HOPING i tagged him in a post about him signing my jersey (ofc i did.) so he can text me to apologize, This leads to him finding my page and stalking me on insta (he’s now nervous.) I wake up to find him liking my story of the picture i posted with me and the jersey on, and a dm from him (im winning.)
Daichi sketchsheet yippee✨️🤍
forever an apple music truther but it’s so UGLY
i love it so bad…
i got a new theme idea for this acc..
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