Haikyuu Illustration - “Promise・2” 🏖
This is the translation for the latest illustration!! Hope you enjoy~♡
After you two got married, he developed this habit where he will zone out and will call your name with his last name in a lovesick manner. And it will happen randomly too, like he could be out with his friends and then he will suddenly zoned out, completely ignoring anything his friends just said your name with his last name like a lovesick man. His friends are honestly tired of him acting like this like bro, we’re still single here???
“Omg Y/N he’s doing this shit again. Please for the love of god tell him to stop.” One of his friend called you, about to lose his god damn mind when he saw your husband doing it again in the middle of a fucking bar.
-ATSUMU, HINATA, Bokuto, Oikawa, Kuroo, Romeo.
Exactly Where You Wanted Me outtake
wc: 500
warnings/content: takes place the same afternoon you agree to fake date, the first time you walk home together, the start of Oikawa's habit of kissing you goodbye
find EWYWM fic here
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“You’re fake dating Oikawa Toru?”
“SHHH,” you cover your friend’s mouth. “We’re in public right now!”
She shoves your hand away. “Why are you-” she holds up air quotes, “- fake dating him?”
“He says that he’s tired of Iwa-chan hitting him over his fans flooding practice after school,” you shrug.
“So what’s in it for you?”
You don’t get a chance to answer because a heavy arm is thrown over your shoulder and you’re gently pulled into a broad chest.
“Dating me isn’t a big enough perk?” Oikawa grins.
“Shut up, shitty-kawa.” Iwa-chan appears next to you and smacks Oikawa upside the head.
“Oww, Iwa-chan! You said you’d stop hitting me if my fangirls stopped coming around!”
“Never said that.”
You laugh, “ready to go home, guys?”
Oikawa hardly gives you a chance to say goodbye to your friend before dragging you in the direction of the three of your homes, your bag draped over his shoulder and his heavy arm still resting on your shoulder.
Iwa-chan arrives home first. Oikawa is next, but he offers to walk you all the way.
You shrug off his arm and hold your arm out for your bag. “I think we’re far enough away from school now. I want my personal space back,” you joke.
Oikawa pouts. “But what if one of my fangirls is stalking me to find out where I live?”
You scoff, “who would be so obsessed with you that they’re willing to go that far?”
“Come on, y/n-chan. Please? It’s just a couple more streets.”
You sigh but let him pull you back into his orbit. This time, instead of wounding his arms over your shoulder, he clasps his hands around yours. When you look at him in question, he just shrugs, “giving you some of the personal space you asked for.”
When you arrive at your house, he uses his unoccupied hand to transfer your bag from his shoulder to yours but instead of letting your hand go, he pulls you in by your joined hands to face him. His empty hand clasps your other open one and he steps in closer. Instinctively, you try to backtrack, but he keeps you close with a steady grip. You’re standing face to face, both of your hands occupied by his.
The setting sun lights up your surroundings in orangy hues and you think the golden glow of the sunset is making you imagine the tender expression on his face.
“What are you doing,” you whisper.
He leans in even closer, until you feel his breath blowing on your forehead. “Oikawa-”
“Won’t you call me Toru? I see someone from our school over there.”
You don’t see which direction he’s nodding his head in, nor do you feel anyones’ eyes on the two of you, but you close your eyes and allow him to press a kiss onto your forehead.
“Toru,” you say. “Thanks for walking me home.”
“Good night. See you tomorrow.”
hi leah! maybe tobio enemies to lovers where reader thinks they're enemies but tobio is clueless 😭😭
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kageyama is an enigma, to say the very least.
because while he seems to be everywhere at once, you barely know anything about him.
he’s quiet in general, or maybe just focused, but all of that seems to be amplified when you're around. in conversations between mutual friends, he shuts down the moment you're involved. he stares at you in public, but never says anything even remotely friendly to you. he’s off, but it just so seems that he’s only off when it comes to you.
so with the evidence at hand, you've concluded that he just doesn't like you.
there is little you do know about him, you know his friends, the majority of them being on the campus volleyball team. you know his major since he’s in three of your classes and somehow always snags a seat directly across from you. you know his schedule, as he arrives early at the library on mondays so he’s on time for your class on the building’s ground floor.
so when you're also waiting in the library finishing a last-minute assignment for your shared course that begins in twenty minutes, it’s clear that you are on two different pages.
[9:12 PM] Kageyama Tobio
wc: 800
warnings/content: fluff
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“Tobio, it’s cold,” you complain.
“It’s winter.”
You pout. “Okay, and?”
Silence.
“Tobio, I’m cold.”
More silence.
“TOBIO!”
“I told you to bring an extra jacket,” he says as he wraps his own scarf around your neck. “You can’t have my jacket.”
“You’re mean,” you grumble, shrinking your neck to dip as much of your face as you can into his scarf.
He hums in distant acknowledgement.
Tobio’s always been awkward but you figure the years of dating and living together would have knocked that out of him. For the past few weeks however, it’s like he’s regressed to his high school state of socialization.
It’s also been a little strange that homebody Tobio has finally been taking hints with the yelp screenshots you’ve been sending for years and taking you to dinners at nice restaurants you have been wanting to try. At least he has a professional athlete salary and sponsorships to keep this lifestyle up, you suppose.
“Did you enjoy dinner?”
A soft grunt.
“Did you like it more than the last place?”
A hum.
“Well, I liked the place we went to last week more.”
Silence.
You stop and Tobio doesn’t seem to notice. He keeps walking, face to the ground, deep in thought.
You let him get about 10 steps away before you’ve had it. With his track record of ignoring you for the past month, you figure he’d get all the way home before even noticing that he left you in the cold.
“Tobio!” You emphasize your frustration with a childish little stomp of your boots on the pavement.
He startles and turns around. “Why are you all the way back there?” rushing back over to you and mumbling a quiet apology. He grabs your hand and begins walking again, but you stay rooted to your spot. You yank your hand away and cross your arms over your chest.
“I’m not moving until you tell me what’s on your mind.”
Tobio looks around and says, “can we not do this here?”
“I’m not embarrassed about making a scene out in public if that’s what it takes for my boyfriend to tell me why he’s been such a bad boyfriend recently!”
He blinks a bit at that, as if the thought of being a bad boyfriend has only just occurred to him. You watch the expressions fly across his face; first a furrowed brow and open mouth to rebut, then a pause as if he remembers all the dinner dates he was in outer space for, then resignation with a sigh and one hand running down his face.
“I’m sorry. I promise I’ll tell you, but at home. It’s not good for us to do this outside when you’re already freezing.”
Despite his gentler tone, it does nothing to soothe the unease. Does Tobio maybe… want to break up? If that was really it, you think it’d be better to do it at home, away from prying eyes anyway.
You nod, lips wobbling a bit. Tobio flashes you a slight smile, one of the firsts you’ve seen in weeks. You don’t know if it makes you want to cry or smile back at him.
“C’mon,” he says as he once again reaches for your hand. This time, you allow him to guide your frigid fingers into his coat pocket where they brush against something hard.
Still in his pocket, you unwind your fingers from his and feel for the item again. Feels like a velvet box.
Tobio freezes.
You wind your hands around the box, thumbs beginning to drift over the divot in the box.
Tobio grabs your wrist and yanks it out of his pocket, just before you can close your fist over the item. You’re staring at your empty hand that was ejected from his pockets, semi-comprehending the situation.
When you return your gaze to Tobio, his face is red and it’s not from the cold. The flush reaches down to his neck before being hidden by his turtleneck; you suspect it reaches all the way to his sternum, like it does when you’re in bed together.
“Tobio…”
One of his hands is rubbing the back of his neck and his eyes are averted. You reach up and cup the reddest part of his neck. The cool from your fingertips jolts him and he meets your eyes with his comically widened ones.
“Is that what I think it is?”
“No! Well, maybe. I- uh.”
“Is that what all these fancy dinners were about?”
Every question you ask seems to make your large, 6’2” boyfriend shrink before your eyes. He lets out a large exhale. “This is why I wanted to do this at home.”
You giggle a bit and let him go. Content that you’ve figured out what has been bothering your boyfriend and excited for what was waiting for you at home, you skip down the path towards your shared place. “C’mon, Tobio! Let’s go home. Can you believe I thought you were going to break up with me?” you laugh.
This time, it’s you who notices that Tobio’s footsteps aren’t following you anymore. You turn around, about to urge your silly boyfriend to walk faster so you can get your present that’s at least a month in the making.
Only to find Tobio on one knee.
thinking about miya atsumu having the sweetest, most docile son. born a little cherub, barely ever cries, never causes any problems. everyone warns the two of you not to be fooled in those first few months of suspicious bliss: miya babies are sweet, but the day would come where he finds his troublesome spirit.
but not him.
miya baby grows up to be a gentle, inquisitive, polite little boy. he's good at sharing but shy around other children. quiet but bright. he doesn't particularly enjoy sports, at least not yet, but he likes books and animals and comes home every day from school with a pocket full of pretty rocks he found and wants to show you and papa.
sometimes people wonder if he's really atsumu's son at all—or they might, if not for the fact he looks exactly like him. and truthfully, atsumu does occasionally struggle parenting the sweet little boy who's so unlike what he and his brother were like as children. he wants to connect with him, bond with him, but has to work hard to find the things they have in common. be gentle with him in ways he didn't expect.
but he's his pride and joy, and he loves him more than he's ever loved anything else in the world.
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Tobio doesn't really laugh much.
It's not that he doesn't feel happy. It's not even that he doesn't find things funny--even though he does usually miss the joke. He's just not someone who really outwardly projects his emotions very often.
The first time his baby laughs, it's because papa stubbed his toe.
Tobio wasn't watching where he was going, an accident in the plainest of terms, and he ended up jamming his foot against the table in the centre of your living room while his son was having tummy time on a blanket just next to it.
And he giggles. The sweetest, purest little sound.
Tobio freezes as soon as he registers it, one leg lifted to clutch his throbbing foot in his hand.
"You aren't supposed to do that," Tobio says slowly, incredulously, looking down at baby with wide eyes.
The baby just makes the same happy sound again.
"You aren't supposed to do that!" Tobio repeats frantically, falling to his knees to scoop his son up to eye-level. The baby blinks back at him curiously, dangling in front of his father's startled face, an identical pair of blue eyes meeting. He then smiles a wide, gummy smile, reaching for his daddy with a chubby, grabby hand.
"Oh your mama is gonna kill me," Tobio breathes.
But the baby, as though taunting him, just lets out another gurgly little giggle in the face of his father's dismay, five little fingers squeezing around the tip of his nose.
And then Tobio laughs too.
He laughs until his stomach hurts and there are tears in his eyes, falling backwards on the living room floor with his baby on his chest.
And when you walk into the room because you hear the commotion--a dad and his son, sprawled on the living room floor as afternoon sunlight spills in through the window, though their laughter warms you more than it ever could--you can't even bring yourself to be upset that you missed the first giggle when you get to see them like this.
the (almost) complete Bungou Stray Dogs reading list
as a dostoyevsky fan i first discovered bsd by being very confused whenever i saw pretty anime boys in the crime and punishment tag, so now i’m using bsd to discover more classic literature, and you can too!
this is my personal list straight from my phone notes app, of the most significant works mentioned in the series. italized titles are those that i really couldn’t find an english translation of but they’re there for completeness (if you’ve found one please comment!)
i’ve also got links to the french text of all works that are originally in french, because i read french and as said this list is just adapted from my personal notes hahaha
special shoutout goes to @bsd-bibliophile and their website from where i got many of the links, especially the works of the japanese authors, as well as the bsd recommended reading list ❤️
links are pdfs unless otherwise specified
the armed detective agency:
- no longer human by dazai osamu
- the moon over the mountain by nakajima atsushi (beast beneath the moonlight)
- an encouragement of learning by fukuzawa yukichi (all men are equal)
- o brother, you must not die by yosano akiko (thou shalt not die)
- kunikida doppo’s works
- the makioka sisters by tanizaki junichirou (light snow) [epub]
- naomi by tanizaki junichirou
- be not defeated by the rain by miyazawa kenji [online]
- demon pond by izumi kyouka (demon snow)
- edogawa ranpo’s works
- i am a cat by natsume souseki
- futon by tayama katai
the port mafia:
- rashoumon by akutagawa ryuunosuke (link includes o-gin that akutagawa gin is based on)
- this soiled sorrow by nakahara chuuya (upon the tainted sorrow) [online]
- golden demon by ozaki kouyou
- falling camellia by hirotsu ryuurou
- the dancing girl by mori ougai (elise)
- vita sexualis by mori ougai [epub]
- higuchi ichiyou’s works (no ability specified yet, but see for example encounters on a dark night)
- midwinter memento by tachihara michizou
- lemon by kajii motojirou
- dogra magra by yumeno kyuusaku [website, incomplete translation]
- madness of george III by alan bennett (madness of the jewel king) pretty sure this one’s still copyrighted, hence why they couldn’t use alan bennett’s name for ace, and why i can’t find any pdf copies
the guild:
- the great gatsby by f. scott fitzgerald (the great fitzgerald)
- little women by louisa m. alcott
- the grapes of wrath by john steinbeck [online/pdf/epub]
- the scarlet letter by nathaniel hawthorne
- gone with the wind by margaret mitchell [online/pdf/epub]
- anne of green gables by l. m. montgomery (anne of the abyssal red)
- moby dick by herman melville
- the adventures of tom sawyer by mark twain (huck finn and tom sawyer)
- the adventures of huckleberry finn by mark twain (huck finn and tom sawyer)
- the black cat by edgar allan poe (the black cat in the rue morgue) [online]
- the murders in the rue morgue by edgar allan poe (the black cat in the rue morgue) [online]
- the call of cthulhu by h. p. lovecraft (the great old ones) [online]
the rats in the house of the dead:
- the house of the dead by fyodor dostoevsky [online/epub]
- crime and punishment by fyodor dostoevsky
- a feast in time of plague by alexander pushkin [online/pdf/epub]
- the precipice by ivan goncharov (this is an abridged translation please buy the new 2020 unabridged translation titled malinovka heights please it’s one of my all-time favourite books please thank you for your attention)
- the perfect crime by oguri mushitarou
the decay of angels:
- the decay of the angel by mishima yukio [online]
- the overcoat by nikolai gogol
- dracula by bram stoker [online/pdf/epub] (bram’s ability isn’t named yet but come on who are we kidding)
- sigma has been speculated to be a reference to russian writer and journalist sergey nikolayevich syromyatnikov, or possibly sigmund freud
the hunting dogs:
- mirror lion by fukuchi ouchi (online summary)
- gasp of the soul by ookura teruko (see bewitching shadow which is the only work of anyone from the hunting dogs with full english translation!)
- priceless tears by jouno saigiku
- plum blossoms in snow by suehiro tetchou (wikipedia)
special division for unusual powers:
- discourse on decadence by sakaguchi ango
- hail in the begging bowl [online/pdf] (an essay by james abrams on the life and poetry of taneda santoka, from which the ability name is derived)
order of the clock tower:
dark era:
- strait is the gate by andré gide (french original, online)
- flawless by oda sakunosuke (see his other works from the stories of osaka life collection that has been translated into english, which can be found on the @bsd-bibliophile website)
- the long goodbye by raymond chandler [online]
55 minutes:
- the time machine by h. g. wells
- the mysterious island by jules verne (french original, online/epub)
- matasaburou of the wind by miyazawa kenji [online] (atsushi’s alias)
- johann wolfgang von goethe (mentioned)
- william shakespeare (mentioned)
- victor hugo (mentioned) les misérables french original
fifteen + storm bringer:
- illuminations by arthur rimbaud [online] (french original, online/epub)
- paul verlaine’s poetry [online/epub] (french original, online/epub)
- frankenstein by mary shelley (adam frankenstein)
gaiden:
- another by ayatsuji yukito (volume 1, volume 2, volume 3)
- the summer in the ubume by kyougoku natsuhiko (an inherent drop)
- yesterday’s shadow tag by tsujimura mizuki
dead apple:
- shibusawa tatsuhiko’s works (referred to collectively as draconia, see fish scales which has been translated into english)
chapter titles and other references:
- franz kafka’s works (our man asagiri) metamorphosis [online/epub] the trial [online/epub]
- the setting sun by osamu dazai (have you seen all those dazai sunset scenes in the anime)
- the black lizard by hirotsu ryuurou
- the case of murder on D hill by edogawa ranpo (murder on D street, ch 6)
- poems of days past by nakahara chuuya (back in the day, ch 11) see poem collection
- light, wind and dreams by nakajima atsushi (even if my head be mistaken, ch 29)
- if you’re gonna read the above you should probably be acquainted with robert louis stevenson’s works, like the strange case of dr jekyll and mr hyde [online/epub]
- tower of silence by mori ougai (the silent tower and the raven’s feast, ch 30)
- husband and wife by nakajima atsushi (cherrirs, ch 43)
- dreaming of butterflies by hagiwara sakutarou (ch 65-66)
- the sheep song by nakahara chuuya (the chant to activate chuuya’s corruption)
- les sœurs de charité by arthur rimbaud (the chant to activate verlaine’s corruption) french original
this is all the main works i could find, but naturally bsd is chock-full of literature references so please feel free to add to this list if you have anything! again i have to direct you to bsd-bibliophile’s online library for more complete resources and relevant authors that are not directly mentioned in bsd + a bunch of other useful content, i swear that page is one of my most-visited websites hahaha
other great resources for free books that have entered the public domain, where i got most of the links to the western books on this list:
happy reading!
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