a/n: not entirely sure what this is, and i might rewrite it later ;;akdjfhg;afkj anyways, hope you enjoy!
sakusa didn’t believe in love.
in high school, he would receive confessions every other day. a steady of stream of people baring gifts and cutesy notes claiming that they were in love with him. he’d politely decline, of course. because how can they love him when the didn’t even really knowhim?
once he entered the professional leagues, love was all his teammates would talk about. atsumu would babble about a recent date turned disaster, while hinata would fret about what gift he should give his partner for their 3 month-versary. bokuto would be in a haze, showing off pictures of his girlfriend he kept in his wallet to anyone willing to look. love sounded much too troublesome for him anyway.
curious, though, he would ask about his teammates about it. why bother going through all this trouble for love? why was love so important for them? what islove?
they would say it was just a feeling, that he would just know when he was in love, that it was enough to make someone so giddy that they would throw all logic out the window. sakusa was unconvinced, though.
yeah, right. sakusa was nothing if not a pillar of reason.
suddenly, you came crashing into his life, and the love he didn’t know he had to give came pouring out. from the moment he saw you, your warm eyes had melted the cold exterior he had fronted his entire life.
there was something about you that would render him a babbling mess, stumbling over his own words with a lack of grace no one else knew was possible.
even your touch was electrifying. from the first time he held your hand to the first time his lips grazed yours, it was enough for his brain to short circuit, forgetting about the entire world because in those moments, you were his world and nothing else mattered.
the boys would snicker as sakusa would talk about you nonstop in the locker room, badgering them on what he should wear or what kind of flowers you would like, but it was all in good fun, because for the first time in their lives, the saw sakusa in love- the very love he said he didn’t believe in.
the first time he said it, it caught you off guard. you scolding him in your god awful kermit the frog impression, and it just slipped out. Still, it didn’t make them any less true.
i love you.
from then on, those three words became a simple fact of your relationship. armed with those three words and you by his side, sakusa had found his forever.
but when you were at dinner one night, refusing to make eye contact with him,
when you were explaining how you couldn’t do this anymore, how being in a relationship was just too hard, how the distance was becoming too much–
when you were breaking the very heart you singlehandedly unfroze,
sakusa realized he very much did believe in love- you were living, breathing proof that love existed.
but the diamond ring in his pocket growing heavier by the second proved something else too:
Kyotani wakes up to a cold bed for the first time in a year and cannot help the scowl that comes easy to his face. Brows knitted together in the way that usually would have you jabbing your fingers in between them and you lecturing him on how he’s going to get wrinkles. He lets a sigh pass his lips and heads to the kitchen. Grabbing his phone off of the nightstand and shoving it into the pocket of his sweatpants.
He’s met with a mix of sweet and savory smells and decides that his morning shower can wait a bit longer and makes his way to the kitchen. His features soften and a smile tugged at his lips. There you are his pretty little partner cooking breakfast, humming softly to music playing from your phone. He watches you move around the kitchen and swears for a second that he’s fallen in love with you all over again. He isn’t exactly sure what he’s done to deserve you, but he’s sure it was something amazing. After standing there for who knows how long you finally notice him. He can’t help the deep rumbling chuckle that passes his lips when he sees you jump at his presence. You smile at him and he can feel the soft flutter of butterflies in his stomach. Even after all this time together you still have this effect on him.
“Good morning handsome.” You say voice sweet as honey as you close the distance between the two of you. You wrap your arms around his neck and he mirrors the movement at your waist, pulling you against him till your bodies are pressed flushed together. “Happy birthday my love” your voice is just above a whisper and now it’s your turn to close the distance between the two of you. Pressing a soft, sweet and love filled kiss to his lips. “Go shower. Breakfast will be done when you’re ready.”
I crave validation from tumblr errrr. this is literally just me crying folks. where can I receive this kind of validation?
basically to any afab/t!masc folks who’ve recently fallen into the pitiful and dreadful gender dysphoria who need a tiny little itty bitty pick me up. and it’s completely vague! there’s no character mentioned so it could quite literally be anyone you like…except it is a male…sorry I was thinking of hoshiumi when I was writing this…
various(?)character x m!reader. 219 words. a bit of panic…
I was in @sprouthqzine the lgbt haikyuu zine and yes I made something for oikawa and yes its incredibly self indulgent because WHAT ELSE WOULD BE THE POINT
“i’m gonna sleep on the couch tonight” | kuroo, suna, atsumu
a/n: first post in a while :’D i love commentary so pls leave some interesting tags/ comments :)) as much as i love kuroo, i have to admit i got butterflies while writing suna’s part
kuroo tetsuro
╰ “tetsu, i’m gonna sleep on the couch tonight”
his head whips around so fast. his hands grip the edge of his desk to stable himself as he questioningly asks, “why?” kuroo’s eyebrows furrow as his eyes narrow in on you.
“mm, no special reason,” you quip back. “it’s just too hot in here.” as you turn to leave the bedroom to grab a blanket, kuroo scoots his chair and clasps your wrist.
“we can turn on the ac or a fan if you want,” he says with a hopeful smile–the same smile he uses to provoke convince you into things. before you can give it some thought, he pulls on your wrist to bring you closer (most likely to fog up your brain with kisses), but you’re quick to dig your feet into the carpet and resist.
“it’ll still be too hot,” you laugh and with a final tug, your wrist slips out of his hold. “i’m gonna go get blankets to set up the couch!” kuroo leans back in his chair and twirls the hem of his shirt with one finger.
“set up blankets for me too,” he calls out with a smile. and with that, he gets up from his chair and pads across the living room to help you find the blankets in the messy closet.
as you reach up, you see his shadow cast over the closet, indicating that he’s standing behind you. kuroo is so tempted to tickle your underarms, but he knows it’ll only resolve in you avoiding his touch for the rest of the night.
“i guess our bed will be lonely tonight,” he hums as he bundles his favorite red and black blanket in his arms.
“but if you’re sleeping on the couch too, you’ll heat it up and it’ll be too hot…” you quietly bring up as he shuffles out of the closet.
“soi’m the problem here?” he teasingly asks while sending you a look of amusement. he shakes his head as he walks over to the couch. “and suddenly, i’m cold-blooded”
~~~
“the bed’s a lot more comfy than the carpet, y’know,” you quietly say. you turn to look down from the couch at the back of his head. his black hair is barely visible in the dark. expectantly, the couch can barely fit one person, and kuroo decided the one person would be you. so there he is, laying on the carpet next to the coffee table on his belly.
he grins under his pillow and muffles, “if it’s so comfy, why don’t you come and join me there?”
you blink, trying to come up with a better answer other than ‘it’s too hot.’ this prank is taking a lot longer than you had expected. is it too late to tell him that you only said you wanted to sleep on the couch to be dramatic?
“speaking of which,” he starts. “you’re covered in a lot of blankets for someone who claims-” his hands leave the sides of his pillows to make air quotes, “-it’s too hot.”
you breath hitches for a moment before sighing and throwing your blankets aside. why must he catch on to everything? you slowly sit up and slides off the couch. as you land beside him, his hand snakes around your waist and pulls you in closer. already, you can feel his body heat.
“we should stay like this,” he says. his face leaves his pillow and turns to look at you. “camping out in the living room isn’t half bad”
suna rintaro
╰ “rin?”
suna hums back in response before taking a long sip of water.
you peek into the kitchen and catches his glance for just a second. “i’m gonna sleep on the couch tonight.”
above his red cup, you can see his eyebrow raise in question. he tilts his head back further to gulp down the remaining water. after a final gulp, he brings his cup down on the countertop and shifts his weight onto one foot.
“can i ask why?” he asks with maintaining eye contact. he takes a couple steps toward you before leaning against the wall on his side, one hand holding onto his elbow.
“i just feel like it’s too hot to sleep in the room…” you reply back. “i was practically sweating the other day. it feels too stuffy sometimes”
“maybe we can open a window before sleeping…?” he brings up. “but if you really want to sleep on the couch-” he raises his hands in defeat and slowly walks out of the kitchen. “-do as you wish.”
~~~
“why’re you gathering blankets?” suna crawls across from the front of the bed to the bottom to meet you before you leave the room.
“i already told you, rin.” you give him small smile. “the couch? i’m gonna sleep there? remember? i told you an hour ago.”
suna takes a good look at the blankets in your arms and sighs. “i didn’t think you were serious…if it’s really that hot, we can just open a window or turn on a fan or sleep without covers. the couch isn’t for…” he lightly scowls. “…sleeping.”
“why’re you so against me sleeping on the couch?” you tease as you catch the blanket that was slipping out of your embrace.
“because you have a perfectly good bed to be sleeping on,” he says while using an arm to display the bed behind him. “and wouldn’t it be scary to sleep all alone in the living room in the dark?”
“….no?”
“aw c’mon, there’s gotta be a better solution than you sleeping on the couch. and what am you supposed to do when it’s july? am i gonna be sleeping alone for 3 months…???”
miya atsumu
╰ “’tsumu!”
“yeah?” he calls out from the bathroom. you hear the doorknob jingle and looks up to see your boyfriend with a towel wrapped around his lower waist. atsumu ruffles his wet hair with a smaller towel and grins at your interestedeyes.
“i was just gonna say…” you try your best to peel your eyes away from him and back at your phone. “…that i’m planning to sleep on the couch today.”
atsumu stops drying his hair and gawks at you. “whaaat? what for?” he plops his half-naked self on the couch and scoochs closer you. “c’mon babe, answer me. what for??”
“it’s really hot in the bedroom,” you reply back while biting back a giggle as he nuzzles against your neck to see what you’re scrolling through.
“that looks really badly photoshopped,” he points out as you pause scrolling to see the obviously photoshopped girl at a beach resort picture.
“even my fans’ edits of my 10 pack looks better than that,” he chuckles. before you can say something, he frowns and brushes his cheek against yours. “anyways, remind me why you’re gonna sleep on the couch again.”
“i wasn’t actually being serious.” you roll your eyes. “why would i sleep on the couch when i have a nice bed?” you give him a small smile and leans against him. atsumu blinks and bumps his cheek against yours, a bit harder than before.
“a nice bed and a nice boyfriend,” he remarks with a grin as he slowly sits up to get dressed in his usual pajamas. “see ya in 2 minutes, babe….not on the couch this time”
Somewhere in my notes in the last few days I saw someone add some tags that I’ve been thinking about ever since. I wish I could find them again (or that I’d just saved their post at the time) because I think they made a lot of sense.
They were talking about how fanfic is becoming more and more mainstream while still remaining largely transgressive. It’s such an interesting dichotomy to think about!
On the one hand, you have sites like AO3 and realities like widespread high speed internet access being more and more accessible to larger and larger groups of people. This makes it incredibly easy for anyone at all to find and read fanfic.
On the other hand, you have the roots of fanfic. It was born out of marginalized groups such as women, people of colour, and members of the queer community deciding to take the stories that had been aimed at a largely male, white, heterosexual audience and inverting them into something they could enjoy and relate to. To this day, fanfic is a place where people write the kinds of stories that don’t get made into movies and TV shows. The kinds of stories that don’t get published or end up on the New York Times bestseller list.
Fanfic used to be written and shared in secret. People used to hide it. People still do hide the fact that they read or write it. But it’s becoming something that more and more people are becoming more and more aware of.
So now there’s a spotlight starting to shine on fanfic. People who aren’t looking for transgressive works are finding them where they always were. People who think the status quo is fine are getting upset when they enter a place where the status quo is constantly being upended.
The tags on that post that I can’t find made the point that popular media is curated and sanitized and stripped of most of its controversy in order to appeal to the widest possible audience. But that also makes that audience expect allmedia to be curated and sanitized in the same way. When they encounter the messy, controversial, ugly, radical, difficult things that people write in fanfic, they’re unprepared.
Fanfic isn’t big media. Fanfic authors aren’t being edited and filtered and polished - and nor are their works. The clash between the expectations of people new to fanfic and accustomed to popular media and the realities of what fanfic is and what it’s being written for - that’s part of this struggle that fandom is going through right now. It’s been going on since the beginning of course, but it’s getting louder every year.
I’m still thinking my way through this, but it really does make a lot of sense to me. If those were your tags, please let me know so I can credit you with the ideas at the core of this post.
And if you have any ideas for how we as fans can better introduce the newbies to the culture and expectations in fandom, I’d love to hear it. The better we can guide people into our space, the better they’ll fit in when they join it.
While I’m not entirely sure how, here are a few what ideas. If you’re coming into fanfic new, here is what you need to know. Perhaps other folks can think of more diplomatic ways to frame these thoughts.
Fandom has historically been dominated by the weird. Weird people, weird stories. That isn’t a bad thing. A lot of folks in fandom wear weird as a badge of honour, something we reclaimed from bullies and other abusers who slung the word and related ones at us. We are not normal and do not seek to be normal. If that idea bothers you, you are still welcome, but know that you are a guest. A lot of folks in fandom have been burned by aggressive normalcy, and start baring teeth when it intrudes into our spaces.
The author is dead. All this means is that the original canon author or authors can tell you their interpretation of the story, but they cannot control your own interpretations or imagination: their interpretation is no more or less important than anyone else’s. Something being noncompliant with canon does not make it badly-written.
Alternate universes exist. If someone wants to write characters from a serious crime drama in a sitcom, they are allowed to do that. If someone wants to explore what would happen if that horrific mass murderer was redeemed or never evil, they are allowed to do that. If someone just really likes dragons and wants to write about everyone being a dragon, they are allowed to do that.
If you write fanfic, you are also an author, so you are also dead. Once you release your ideas into the wild, other people can and will do weird things with them. The sooner you accept that, the better.
You will find porn of it if you go looking. If you don’t, some folks will take that as a challenge and go make some. As long as good-faith efforts are made to keep out people who shouldn’t or don’t want to see it, there is nothing wrong with this.
A canon being made for kids and teens does not mean that all sections of the fandom are for kids and teens. Adults can be into works for the younger set, and as long as there are clear boundaries between work that’s appropriate for kids and work that isn’t, there is absolutely nothing wrong with that, and absolutely nothing wrong with adult or dark works based on those stories.
Some people will really hate your favourite characters. Some people will think your favourite pairing is gross, or boring, or that the characters would be better off with someone else. Some people will think that show or game or book that got you through the roughest moments of your life is absolute trash. And that’s okay. Not everyone has to like your favourite things.
Someone writing dark stories about terrible things happening to your favourite characters, even dark stories that may mirror some trauma you’ve been through, are not writing about you. They’re not. It is none of your business why they’re writing it. Their only duty to you is to make sure you can avoid their work if you want to. Again, the sooner you accept this, the better off you’ll be.
It’s okay if you want to write something dark and depraved. Lots of people do, and if it’s weird, well, fandom has historically been dominated by the weird.
It’s okay if you want to write nothing but fluff.
It’s okay, no matter what you want to write.
Just be courteous and tag your work. Even if all you want to tag it with is “this may contain dark topics.”
Welcome.
This feels related to a post I saw a while back about how so much of fandom is rooted in neuro divergence. The hyper fixation, the “squeeing”, the encyclopedic knowledge. And how, as fandom gets more and more mainstream, those hallmarks of being a Fan get tagged as *cringey*
Idk. Makes you think.
I love almost every point here, but if there’s one thing I would tell new fans, it’s this:
Most fanfic is straight.
These are the best hard numbers I have (with multi/other including all fics labeled as more than one of m/m, f/m, and f/f along with ones labeled as multi/other):
AO3 is the gay porn bookstore, so AO3 is the site that cares about:
Being free from corporate overlords
Not monetizing your data in creepy ways
Minute and detailed kink labeling
Protecting the freaky content
If you hate Bad Kinks, that’s fine. Just know that you will never get the kind of labeling AO3 has from the people who pander to the mainstream. If you want to get rid of The Bad Stuff, the kind of websites you’ll end up with are a sea of nigh unsearchable het, like Wattpad. And the same kinks will be there. They just won’t be labeled clearly.
People imagine that fandom is mostly queer because their own bubble is, because queer stuff sticks in their mind more as anomalous, making it seem more frequent than it really is, and because the only places that label clearly are the queer ones.
If you want to tear down the places with queer+freaky content, you will end up tearing down the only places that protect queer content at all.
Pls appreciate my “Dating Issei Matsukawa mood board”
He somehow manages to make you feel like you’re in a coming of age movie constantly
His love languages are acts of service and quality time. So he loves spending time with you and will do almost anything you ask him to without hesitation.
Sends you good morning and good night text but in the form of memes
He’s into PDA but tends to keep it to a minimum (Cus the rest of the Seijoh 4 love to clown on him especially Makki)
He dosent let you leave him unless you give him a kiss. You could be leaving him for a minute or two and he will still expect a kiss goodbye
If he’s going to see you or he knows you’re going to visit him or you’re going to be in his car he’ll make sure to have either your favorite snack, your favorite drink or both.
He planned an entire day around the two of you going to the mall and getting your photos professionally taken. The majority of the photos were like cringey meme photos like him sitting in your lap. The rest of them were serious.
He has both serious pictures and the cringey ones taped above his bed
 He could listen to you all day. FaceTime him while he’s playing video games and he’ll somehow manage to listen to every word you say and win the game.
If you text him late at night and tell him that you can’t sleep he’ll stop whatever he’s doing to call or FaceTime you, and if that doesn’t work he’ll tell you to get dressed and you guys will spend time just driving around till you fall asleep.
He always lets you pick the music and intentionally sings horribly and off-key.
 If you still haven’t fallen asleep by the time the sun is about to rise he’ll drive out to a really beautiful place and the two of you will watch the sunrise together.
He loves at home dates as much as he loves nights out when the two of you move in together.
His favorite at home date is when the two of you try out new recipes together. Even though the kitchen always somehow ends up a mess and occasionally he’ll burn some thing because he’s too busy paying attention to you instead of the food.
 One time the two of you we’re trying out a new recipe and he was too busy staring at you with heart eyes that he burnt the food so bad it was basically inedible and you guys had to order takeout. 
He once got Makki’s cream puff recipe to make it with you end it somehow ended up with both of you throwing flour at each other and laughing.
He literally melts when ever he sees you in his clothing. There’s just some thing he find super attractive about it.
Making out with him is either slow and lazy or just super needy and both will leave you breathless in different ways
LAZY SATURDAY (and Sunday) MORNINGS. Just the two of you laying in bed with each other well sunlight filters in through the blinds and he’s looking at you with all the love and admiration in the world because you just look soo ethereal
When the two of you finally got out of bed it’s only because both of you want breakfast and he gives you a piggyback ride to the kitchen
He gives super cheesy Valentine’s Day and anniversary presents and every year they get more extravagant and outlandish.
 For example one year he got you a basket with all your favorite snacks and a bouquet of your favorite flowers and then the next year he got you an even bigger bouquet of your favorite flowers and took you out to your favorite restaurant.
He just keeps trying to outdo himself until he eventually takes you out to have a really fancy picnic at the place he always takes you to see the sunrise and proposes to you. There are rose petals and everything.
They heavily encourage children to interact, claiming to be a “safe space”, while stating that they are 22 and pro-ship. They also openly believe children can consent to sexual acts.
Please stay safe, Block and report if you can, I dont want anyone to get hurt in any way.
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