"best Friends Who Kiss?"

after the ceremony

"are you feeling good now cutie?" he asked while brushing your hair softly.

"mmhm," you lift your head from suna's chest and gave him a smile half mouthed.

"i told you before and i will told you again. please," suna put his palm on your cheek when you were about to lower your head.

"don't bottle up your emotions. don't hide yourself from me. whatever you are feeling; angry, sad, happy, depressed. tell them to me so you won't get crushed under those feelings."

as if you weren't emotional enough, his words made your eyes teary. staring at him deeply made your heart ache as well. not because anything bad, just his lovingly caring eyes.

"oh god, don't cry again." he said laughingly. but you couldn't stop yourself and when your lips wobbled suna pulled you into his arms.

embracing his body tightly, you put your face in his neck and kissed him there before letting your tears to fall. there was a feeling on your chest heavy yet light. loving him was making your heart heavy but it was the best feeling ever. i couldn't reflect here well but yk you just love someone sm that your chest hurts idk weird

suna started to stroke your hair while you were enjoy being in his presence.

"i love you." you said after putting your palm on his cheek.

"i love you too." suna said letting his head fall on your head. even if it was just toward evening, both of you were sleepy.

before him not falling asleep properly you raised your head from his neck and pulled his head softly to yourself to give his cheek a tender kiss.

"sweet dreams."

sleeping on their shoulder ft hq boys

when they feel your head land on their shoulder they smile so brightly, stomach soaring with butterflies, and hands reaching out to pull you closer against him with a content sigh.

— ATSUMU, sugawara, HINATA, bokuto, oikawa, TANAKA, YAMAGUCHI, KUROO, yaku, LEV

acts cool and calm on the outside, is freaking out on the inside. he freezes in place when your head meets his shoulder, thinking about all the countless things he could do and the countless ways they could all go wrong. eventually settles for petting your head and setting his head gently on top of yours.

— KAGEYAMA, osamu, aran, KENMA, iwaizumi, suna, tsukishima, ASAHI

he smiles softly to himself, grateful that his presence allows you the comfort to fall asleep on him. he swiftly takes his jacket off and places it over you with a tender kiss on the crown of your head.

— AKAASHI, KITA, daichi, sakusa

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in your shared apartment with shouto todoroki, everything is blissful (as if you’re in some sort of paradise, one you and your lover hand crafted).

especially as he holds you in his arms; delicately, as if you were a porcelain doll. gently, because you’re the love of his life. softly, because even though you’re only dancing to brillas by león larregui, he wants to protect you from any evil figure, from a mere wasp.

“can i tell you a secret, my love?”

you look up at shouto, rest your chin on his chest. it would be a cruel lie if you said you didn’t get lost in his eyes and found heaven in them. “of course,” you sigh with content. “and i promise to not tell a soul.”

he smiles, traces his index finger from your temple to your chin and leans down to kiss you — and when his soft lips land on yours, you taste moonlight and raspberries and his love. it seeps through your mouth and you can’t help but tangle your fingers in his hair, press your chest into his and pour your love into his heart.

“i’m in love with you.”

you laugh, the tip of your nose touching his, lips centimeters apart. “that’s no secret, you tell me every single day.”

the song changes to if i give my heart to you by doris day and the mellomen and shouto’s swaying to the rhythm again. “i can’t help it,” he smiles, leans down to kiss your neck, “you mean everything to me, my love. if i had to burn the world down to keep you safe, i would. in an instant.”

he’s standing straight again and you’re cradling his cheek with your hand, admiring him as the sun sets and illuminates his face in a tangerine glow.

“you mean everything to me, too, shouto.”

he’s smiling again — sweet, love filled. you’ve found out, over the years you’ve been with shouto todoroki, that he’s a secret hopeless romantic. sure, he was a bit awkward at first, but after that? he’s snuggling his nose into your neck as the sun rises, making you breakfast in loose tweed pants, taking you out on dream like vacations.

“let’s go look at the sunset.” he says, holding your hand in his as he gently pulls you out on your balcony. you’re a bit taken aback, having been too caught up in admiring him as if he were a piece of art, a pretty god that hides between the clouds.

a few minutes pass by until shouto says something again. “i bought you this, it reminded me of you.” he says, casually, as he holds up an expensive necklace.

you laugh, eyes glittering. shouto smiles, swears he falls in love even more. he truly does believe you’re his soulmate, the one who he’d tell every single one of his secrets to (not only silly i’m in love with you’s).

“you’re so blunt, shouto. but thank you — i love it, it’s so pretty.” you smile, cool breeze hitting your face. shouto leans down to kiss your nose.

he clasps it around your neck and murmurs another i love you, seals his words with a kiss.

shouto todoroki is giving you his heart for the thousandth time in the form of a pearl necklace, reassuring you that he loves you (and no one else but you) and that he’ll always be by your side — whether that be in your hand crafted paradise or out in the cruel world. you’re his love, his muse, you hold his heart in your hands. really, he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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WHEN HIS SON TELLS HIM HE HAS A CRUSH !

featuring: Oikawa Tooru, Miya Atsumu, Iwaizumi Hajime, & Sugawara Koushi

warnings: subtle timeskip spoiler in suga's

notes: this is barely proofread so if there's a typo i'll just die gn

ღ OIKAWA is convinced he has all the knowledge a guy needs about love. so, when his son comes home to tell him of a newfound crush, he's over the goddamn moon. you watch as your husband tells him every innocent technique; "you gotta give her flowers!" and "walk her to class!" being among the few. now, though you admit he's rather dramatic, you're confident in his love game—you'd married him, after all. he just needs a slap on the head sometimes.

"so you walk her to class, right?"

the boy nods. "right!"

"then you take her hand," he demonstrates with yours, "and kiss her knuckles like so– ack!"

"or," you ignore your lover's whines as he rubs his head, "you can tell her she's invited to your birthday next week and work from there."

ღ ATSUMU is proud and teary when he hears about his son's crush. "he's growin' into a man!" he cries out, which elicits an eye roll out of you. your husband's patting his back and juicing out every little detail of their interactions at school, much like a gushy school girl. he's laid back but attentive as he listens, and he treats the encounter like your classic guy's night—he's the one giving tips.

"uh huh, and then?"

"i smiled, like this!" your son quirks his lip. "then i waved at her."

atsumu grins, "atta boy!" he ruffled his hair, "but ya know what could've made it better?"

"what?"

"if ya winked," he winks at you, "like how i do to yer mommy."

you look at him, unimpressed. "no dinner for you, 'tsumu."

"what'd i do?!"

your son sighs. "you never learn, dad."

ღ IWAIZUMI is a little confused and secretly alarmed. of course, the last thing he expects to come out of his son's mouth when he picks him up from school is a question about how to handle a crush. it almost would've been better if the boy told him he flunked his math quiz. almost. he wasn't the man for questions like that, but without you here, in the midst of traffic, who was he to not even try?

"well," he tapped on the wheel, "how about you try talking to her more? share your lunch, maybe."

"but i'm shy!"

iwaizumi chuckled. "you're never moving forward like that."

the boy pouts. "i know." a beat passes before he speaks again. "hey dad?"

"yeah?"

"how did you get mom to like you?"

okay. he thinks, ignoring the growing heat of his cheeks. i can work with that.

ღ SUGAWARA isn't unfamiliar with the wonders of childhood, so when his own son comes to him squabbling about a pretty girl at school, he's calm—excited, even. he thinks that all his years of teaching has led to this very moment. he's grinning as he makes dinner, because he's listening to his boy with earnest. definitely ends up teasing him about it later every chance he gets.

the knife hits the cutting board with a dull thump, harmonizing with sugawara's humming. "she really let you borrow her pencil?"

"yeah!" the boy yips and grabs a plate. "she's super nice, dad."

"i'll bet," he adds a careful as his son walks to the dining table. "wanna invite her over for dinner some time?"

the walking stops. "really?"

"yeah," he eyes the boy with a playful glint. "you're so in love."

"am–" the child's face flushed bright. "am not!"

"are too!"

you watch as your lover teases your son with kissy noises, chuckling to yourself from your spot on the doorway.

you'll have to join in on the fun later.

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MalleYuu modern AU but instead of a prince, he's the president of a textile and luxury formal wear brand. He comes to work everyday and decorates his office with fresh flowers, and his staffers just pass it off as his penchant for interior design.

But they don't know design is just his secondary reason. He actually sets off very early everyday for a few hours to chat with you, the owner of that little flower shop a few blocks off. He never fails to visit with a few trinkets to give you: sometimes it's coffee and pastries, other times they're tiny stone figures of imaginary creatures or cute animals. Occasionally, he would leave you CDs to listen to (who actually has a CD player at this time and age? Thankfully you do).

He later admits that the CDs are recordings of his own compositions and the tiny figures his own crafts.

"I would have given you flowers plenty enough to fill a room from floor to window, but I highly doubt a florist would appreciate such. Flaunting money and jewels would have been a terribly insincere way to court someone, therefore I could only offer you pieces of my hobbies. I do hope my feelings come across fine enough."

You thank him for his kindness and wear your usual smile. When he's left, however, you feel your knees buckle and you collapse to hide yourself behind the counter. You had an inkling, but you aren't bold enough to assume.

That fine gentleman said it himself: he is courting you. You tell your friend Vil about it, and he sighs at you in utter disbelief.

"A man visits you everyday, feeds you, gives you a good-bye gift each time, and you seriously think he's just asking for your help on what flowers to give his grandmother? Every single day? I genuinely feel sorry for that man."

You ask him what you should do. Should you give back a gift? But he looks like a rich guy; what could you possibly give him that he doesn't yet have?

"Isn't it obvious? What he doesn't have is you. Give him a little kiss and everything will work itself out."

You doubt Vil for a moment, but thankfully for you, he is never wrong.

When the handsome man visits the next day, you shyly peck him on the cheek in gratitude. He stares at you with eyes wide, trips on his words, literally trips on a watering can near you, and more things happen after another but he ends up not coming to work and helps you close up shop. He takes your hand and whisks you away to god knows where, but that's the least important thing on your mind at the moment.

All you can think of is how warm his hand feels, how fast your heart is beating, and how this could be the start of an exciting change in your rather simple life.

# 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐔: 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐞 + 𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 = 𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧-𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 ⊹

𖧧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 ♫ ♪: “something good” by julie andrews, “only us” by ben platt, “truly madly deeply” by one direction, “christmas in june” by ajr, and “lo-fi children” by wild party.

𖧧 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐞: childhood friends to lovers <3

𖧧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭: we met when we were kids, in our kindergarten class. when we got seated next to each other, it was hard not to be amazed by all the all might merch he wore on a consistent basis. so as children, our shared love for all might sparked many conversations, including sneaky whispers when the teacher wasn’t looking, and the beginning of a lifelong friendship. of course, katsuki was a usual annoyance, but having a quirk powerful enough to counter katsuki’s was an ego booster for the both of us. so whenever izuku had another wall of problems to face, i was there with him. my quirk continued to develop, meaning that after-school hangout sessions (featuring inko’s homemade snacks) happened daily. and the older we got, the more realization disclosed itself. the boy i had collected cool bugs with, the one i’d walked to school with every day, was, cute. and in middle school, i realized that your best friend shouldn’t make you feel so flustered over the littlest things. like poking your arm when asking a question, or having your shoulders lightly touch when sitting together at lunch. and as high school eventually came, those feelings continued to swell. all I could hope was that one day, they would be reciprocated back.

𖧧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞: but even after being admitted into ua, all i could think about was him. his brand new quirk. his collection of freckles that had grown over the past summer. his long, soft curly hair. a kid with so much bravery that all you could do was look at him in awe. around our second year at ua, we had gone through more than one would even think fathomable. how our relationship started: a knock sounded at izuku’s door, his alarm clock displaying the time as 11:57 pm. and as he opened the door with tired eyes, he was met with a disheveled-looking girl who flew into his arms, holding onto him with a tight grip. a nightmare was the reason she had gone to go find him, a nightmare where she had lost him. izuku pulled back out of surprise and slight embarrassment as he held onto her shoulders to steady her figure. “paige?” he said, voice full of concern as his viridescent eyes searched for hers. not only was this not normal, but if something had made her this distraught, then he had to know if she was ok. “i just, ” she said with ragged breath. “i just had to make sure you were ok because i was so terrified and-” “paige. look at me.” and as she stared into his eyes, a blush dusted over her cheeks, and his hand gently tilted her face towards his. “yes?” she replied. “i need you to take a deep breath and talk to me to make sure you’re ok, alright?” “i’m um, actually pretty sure i’m ok now” a puzzled look crossed his face. “but how is that possible-” as the sound of his voice got cut off by the feeling of her soft lips on his.

𖧧 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞: our relationship is as soft as the songs listed above. think of a soft, endearing love, like the feeling of being engulfed in your softest blanket with a cup of hot cocoa in hand. some examples: gazing into each other eyes while rambling about random topics, holding hands with intertwined fingers, shared earbuds while working on homework, ALL the inside jokes we’ve made (we’ve had to start writing them down), cuddling under a heated blanket, sharing foods with messy fingers while laughing about how stupid we look, watching sad movies while making bets on who will cry first (it’s usually a tie), tight hugs, writing love letters, secret handshakes, cradling the others face, holding in our laughs together in the middle of class, and the feeling of adoration every time our eyes connect. falling in love with each other every single day that is spent with the other by their side. <3

𖧧 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞: “our souls are the rare two that fit. with each break in our relationship we grow stronger and smarter, realizing we were meant all along to end up together. i just want to be with you now and forever more.”

i just decided to join in lol here's me

ヾ(*'∀`*)ﾉ♡

i wanted to start a lil pic crew tag! here’s da link

i’m gonna tag!!! @j0succ + @plums-princess + @bizarrenina + @moonbeamwritings + @jostepherjoestar but anyone else can join!

daichi can pick u up and throw u over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes no matter how big u are n if that doesn’t do something to u then …,,,