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when miya osamu chose to revolt against the royal guard, he knew he was giving up the chance of ever having a respectable position ever again. the knight forces of inarizaki were just and powerful. they worked with honor, creatively battled their opposition, and most importantly, protected the royal families with their lives.
he knew, walking away from his last training day, that he and his brother were going to have to find an alternative way to make money. carve out a path in the world so large that the world would have no choice but to respect them both.
that's why he obeyed the ransom order from the kingdom of nekoma. that's why he and atsumu approached you, so beautiful on your nighttime walk to help them with their ship.
and you, the beautiful creature that you were, didn't think twice about it before helping them out.
now the kingdom slipped away behind you, more and more ocean covering the distance. you stood with your fists balled, fury written in your eyes.
“you tricked me!” you yelled, gesturing to the kingdom that seemed to slip farther and farther away by the minute. “you lied to me! i was helping you with your boat!”
“ya’ did help,” he shrugged, taking a sip of the rum bottle he held in his hands. it burned his throat in a way he found comforting during his time at sea. “ya’ did help us untie the rope from the dockin’ post, and ya’ were kind enough to help us get on board. so we didn’t lie.”
“you’ve committed a crime against the crown,” you said, straightening your back. “in a few moments, the royal guards will begin looking for their princess, only to realize i am gone! what do you intend to do about that? i suggest you return me at once!”
osamu simply set the rum down, a smirk painting his features as he leaned against the railing. between the moonlight tracing his cheeks and the gentle reflection on the waves, you were slightly mad to realize that he was handsome. impossibly so.
handsome in a way you didn’t see in the royals your family wanted you to wed.
finding no other choice, you grabbed the wooden sword conveniently beside you on deck and charged at him. your imperial training had taught you the weight, the speed of your charge, and so you did, extending a leg to hopefully trick him while attempting to make contact.
osamu dodged like it was breathing. he spun around, footwork immaculate as he countered all of your blows with seemingly no effort at all. every swing was met with a duck, a spin, or even a casual catch of the wooden surface in his hands.
in what seemed like an instant, he pulled the sword from your hands, the dull clattering of it on the deck as he knocked you to the wooden floor.
your wrists were held in his grasp, his body hovering over yours with weight, yes, but enough space to escape if you needed.
his breath was hot and steady, his eyes watching you intently.
“what?” you asked breathlessly, not even understanding how you ended up here. it was fast. so fast you could hardly register.
“i know all yer’ tricks,” he chuckled, the smallest smile gracing his features. “whatever ya’ try won’t work.”
“how?” you asked, eyebrows knitting in confusion. pirates were rogues. they were lawless merchants or plunderers. no pirate should do what he’d just done…
“well princess,” he smirked, “ya’ probably don’t know everything about us now, do ya’? before i was a pirate, i was meant to be yer’ knight.”
kuroo's new favorite flavor of ice cream is strawberry. this comes as a surprise to his friends since in the past, he famously professed his distaste for fruity flavors, usually opting for chocolate or even cookie dough. when they ask him what made him change his mind, he chuckles knowingly and blames this recent development on acquiring a bigger sweet tooth as he's gotten older.
what his friends don't know is how the strawberry ice cream reminds kuroo of your everyday lip gloss. the pinkish sheen on your lips as you smile at him is forever engraved in his mind. he vividly remembers the stickiness of your lip gloss when you kissed him this morning and the ringing of your laughter when the product transferred onto his mouth. swiping his tongue across his lips, kuroo swears he can still taste the lingering sweetness of strawberries.
it's quite an addictive feeling; he can never seem to get enough of you. what's more is you've figured out that kuroo has taken quite a liking to your lip gloss, and you've made it your goal to be the death of him. every time you whisper in his ear or peck him on the cheek, the tantalizing scent of strawberries wafts into kuroo's nose, tempting him to close the gap that you purposefully kept small but not touching. eventually with his mouth pressed against yours, as he's too weak to resist your schemes, he's intent on memorizing a sensation that is so uniquely you.
in the end, kuroo isn't completely lying when he says his sweet tooth has grown. but rather than indulging in the ice cream, it's you that he craves.
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when miya osamu chose to revolt against the royal guard, he knew he was giving up the chance of ever having a respectable position ever again. the knight forces of inarizaki were just and powerful. they worked with honor, creatively battled their opposition, and most importantly, protected the royal families with their lives.
he knew, walking away from his last training day, that he and his brother were going to have to find an alternative way to make money. carve out a path in the world so large that the world would have no choice but to respect them both.
that's why he obeyed the ransom order from the kingdom of nekoma. that's why he and atsumu approached you, so beautiful on your nighttime walk to help them with their ship.
and you, the beautiful creature that you were, didn't think twice about it before helping them out.
now the kingdom slipped away behind you, more and more ocean covering the distance. you stood with your fists balled, fury written in your eyes.
“you tricked me!” you yelled, gesturing to the kingdom that seemed to slip farther and farther away by the minute. “you lied to me! i was helping you with your boat!”
“ya’ did help,” he shrugged, taking a sip of the rum bottle he held in his hands. it burned his throat in a way he found comforting during his time at sea. “ya’ did help us untie the rope from the dockin’ post, and ya’ were kind enough to help us get on board. so we didn’t lie.”
“you’ve committed a crime against the crown,” you said, straightening your back. “in a few moments, the royal guards will begin looking for their princess, only to realize i am gone! what do you intend to do about that? i suggest you return me at once!”
osamu simply set the rum down, a smirk painting his features as he leaned against the railing. between the moonlight tracing his cheeks and the gentle reflection on the waves, you were slightly mad to realize that he was handsome. impossibly so.
handsome in a way you didn’t see in the royals your family wanted you to wed.
finding no other choice, you grabbed the wooden sword conveniently beside you on deck and charged at him. your imperial training had taught you the weight, the speed of your charge, and so you did, extending a leg to hopefully trick him while attempting to make contact.
osamu dodged like it was breathing. he spun around, footwork immaculate as he countered all of your blows with seemingly no effort at all. every swing was met with a duck, a spin, or even a casual catch of the wooden surface in his hands.
in what seemed like an instant, he pulled the sword from your hands, the dull clattering of it on the deck as he knocked you to the wooden floor.
your wrists were held in his grasp, his body hovering over yours with weight, yes, but enough space to escape if you needed.
his breath was hot and steady, his eyes watching you intently.
“what?” you asked breathlessly, not even understanding how you ended up here. it was fast. so fast you could hardly register.
“i know all yer’ tricks,” he chuckled, the smallest smile gracing his features. “whatever ya’ try won’t work.”
“how?” you asked, eyebrows knitting in confusion. pirates were rogues. they were lawless merchants or plunderers. no pirate should do what he’d just done…
“well princess,” he smirked, “ya’ probably don’t know everything about us now, do ya’? before i was a pirate, i was meant to be yer’ knight.”
Part of Dilf!Osamu and his controversially younger gf series (stay tuned)
Highly suggestive!
Dilf!Osamu who trails after you whilst you shop, his beefy arms carrying all your bags with such ease, including your handbag which you insisted many times that you can carry.
Dilf!Osamu who is sat in the cramped changing rooms, his large stature on the little bench which looks almost comical. Burly arms twitching slightly, his fingers itching to help in any way possible.
Dilf!Osamu whose large palms gently manoeuvre your waist so he can see all angles of the dress you’re trying. Calloused hands from years of working tracing at the details of the dress, your breath hitching when you feel his palms go lower.. and lower.. and lower.
Dilf!Osamu who gestures for you to do a little spin once you’ve tried an article of clothing on. His fingers doing a little circular motion each time, his eyes hooded and peering up at you smugly; knowing you’ll do exactly that.
Dilf!Osamu who can’t help it when you’re both in a changing room and his hand wanders under the pretty summer dress you’ve been wearing or trying on. His large palms knead the soft, supple skin of your upper thigh, desperate for more.
Dilf!Osamu who begins to get more handsy, his patience now wearing thin from the countless stores you’ve been going into. All he wants now is to go home, for you to privately model everything for him and get an even closer and more hands on look :(
Dilf!Osamu who is more than happy to buy his controversially younger girlfriend anything she desires, because how can he say no to her? Especially if she’s going to be wearing one of those matching sets that he’s had a sneak peek of.
Dilf!Osamu who will mindlessly nod along at whatever new makeup product you’re talking about. His hand is littered with different swatches, he’s your personal palette to test shades after all!!
Dilf!Osamu who wants you to do a kiss test to see if your new lipstick transfers to his lips. His lips now stained a light pink from all of the tests you have done, but he doesn’t mind at all.
Dilf!Osamu who carries all your bags (including your handbag) without you even having to ask, because why wouldn’t he do that?
Came home from shopping the other day and had a vision
@karnevil has been making me SO osamu pilled and now he's consuming my thoughts (pirate!osamu when??)
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some hinata hc, if you don't mind??? 💞💞 he's me, and I'm him 😍
SHOYOOOOOOOO yes i will offer some
- so as we know hinata goes to brazil to fix himself up and turn into an excellent player — i believe he gets to the beach and probably passes away because he sees so many baddies and he doesn’t even know what to do with this. in his home town there was kiyoko, and now there are all of these people and he’s like oh my god
- he learns how to speak brazilian portuguese in some ways and i think when he’s in a super tight spot where he wants someone to pass something to him or set it at him or send it his way he’ll head back to using those words briefly. i think it’s so fun too because when he first joins the MSBY team everyone is like ???? wtf did he just say
- he goes and hangs out at onigiri miya a lot because osamu is cool and so much more chill than atsumu (his setter). he also definitely places bets because onigiri miya has an excellent atmosphere for watching games
- he definitely meets his partner because of a chaotic circumstance. maybe it’s in the stands where he hits a crazy shot and he hears an “OHHHHH MY GOD HOLY SHIT” and he looks and it’s an angel. literally. and he blue screens and gets hit in the face with the ball by a team member. or maybe he’s watching atsumu fail on the dating apps and he sees him swipe past you and he has the image of you burned into his head and then he finds you at a coffee shop and dies
- the milk and vending machine habit continues into adulthood, and it actually is like a fandom favorite. while he’s training he sometimes walks out during break to get and get one and has to avoid a crowd of people
- to add onto this i think that people would actually start placing bets on which of the vending machines in the area kageyama will go to. it’s a whole big thing, so the schweiden alders put one in the breakroom
- kageyama is the kind of person to meet his partner in either EXTREMELY normal circumstances or absolutely extraordinary circumstances. no in between. like either the two of you are reaching for the same thing at the convinience store and then he just can’t stop thinking about you, OR he sees you almost get hit by a stray volleyball while touring the gym and then he finds out you live in his apartment building
the miya twins:
- osamu runs onigiri miya and i believe the MSBY black jackals would practically live there. in fact, it is SO COMMON for the players to be there that there is a rumor if you go enough nights you’ll get married to one of the players
- osamu falls in love because you’re a regular at the store and you’re not there for the players, you’re there because you’re charming and you love to talk to him. later he finds out you’re actually trying to extort some of his recipes and he finds that so endearing. you become a staple of the store immediately. his day doesn’t feel like it’s started until the bell chimes and you’re smiling at him
- atsumu has tried all the dating apps: hinge, tinder, raya and has had absolutely no luck while his brother’s partner just walked into his lap. however, this dry spell is particularly short lived because i 1000% believe that you’re at one of his games but IN THE OPPOSITE TEAM’s JERSEY and he’s like : lemme change that
- the miya twins don’t brawl as much physically when they’re older. they have mature communication SOMETIMES. the other times they bicker so much the MSBY black jackals put money on who’s going to win
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More thoughts on Semi Eita please😛😛 Any personal headcanons or anything?
-kita anon🤍
MY FAV EVER ANON
yeah i do have quite a few :3 some stretch the canon a bit
- so in the canon it doesn’t say that semi went to college, but i personally think he did! since he’s a civil servant for work, i feel like he would have enjoyed and majored in political science at school
- to jump off this: i think he played in a college band. throughout highschool he’d always loved his guitar and found no uses for it, so when volleyball was no longer taking up the majority of his day, he went to do music in his free time.
- i imagine that on the bus to shiratorizawa matches, he’d be typing out little lyrics in his notes app — those are the first songs he produces, albeit poorly, that get him started
- semi appreciates classics. he also enjoys modern music. when you come to his room his music taste is hella atmospheric. think “i was made for loving you” by kiss, “flawless” by the neighbourhood, metallica for a throw back. he’s also super receptive to listen to anything you might like
- he struggles with his rock makeup at first. he jokes he looks like a baboon and begs you to fix it for him. then it kind of becomes a habit for you to do his eyeliner before he gets onstage
