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mossyace · 1 year
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The Answer: Part 6.2: the end of part 6.
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cattatonically · 2 years
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i humbly request a trick or treat featuring Suga and Tanaka and your choice of swim boy
Come play Trick or Treat, and I’ll leave you with sweetness and fluff, or darkness and twistiness.
Trick
Everyone had expected Seijuurou to jump right into competitive swimming after university. They always saw his frame, his muscles, and his accolades, and quickly made assumptions. 
What they didn’t see was the hard work Seijuurou had put into his business management degree, or the cooking classes he snuck in, between his usual course load, practices, and his social life. They didn’t realize that he had goals, dreams, and aspirations far beyond anything swimming could ever accomplish for him. 
And that was their first, and usually only, mistake. 
So far, only one other person had managed to see through him - see into him, see who, and what, he was, and fully accept him. Seijuurou had wasted no time in marrying that man the first chance he could. 
He and Makoto had opened their little café not long after Makoto had retired from personal training. Retired was a strong word. Makoto had simply tired of having an effect on other people in that particular manner. He had other, more creative and clever ways of reaching out to the people he assisted. Which meshed very well with Seijuurou’s particular skillset. 
When Seijuurou had approached him with the idea, Makoto had smiled brightly, and immediately agreed. They planned, and they worked - Makoto for a few more years as a trainer, and Seijuurou in any kitchen, restaurant, café, or food-adjacent job that would take him. It had been grueling, but they finally made it. 
The little bookshop that had opened next door to them had been a delightful addition to the neighbourhood. Makoto had always loved reading, and Seijuurou was always on the hunt for new recipe books. The couple themselves - Tanaka and Sugawara - were equally as delightful. 
Tanaka had gone through similar experiences as Seijuurou - the meathead with no brains stereotype. Proving everyone wrong was working out for both them. 
Tanaka had the special recipe books squirrelled away in the back that he loaned Seijuurou, and Seijuurou let them sell an exclusive blend of tea that he and Makoto had developed together. 
Seijuurou wasn’t entirely sure if the couple were fully aware of the effects of the tea. Surely, with the nature of the recipe book Seijuurou had adapted the recipe from, Tanaka and Sugawara must have suspected. They surely knew it wasn’t simply a seasonal tea blend. They must have suspected, when their customers never made much of a second appearance at either of their shops. 
And just in case they did know, and they did have something up their sleeve, Seijuurou had a contingency plan. Makoto had made sure of it. And if there was one thing Seijuurou would do above all else, it was protect the man who had seen into his soul, and chosen him as his mate. 
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whippysan · 2 years
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where’s all that bluster now??
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nothoughtsnoya · 2 years
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mods are asleep post au nonsense <3
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catastrafey · 3 years
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If this adorable rare pair peaks your interest, please check out this wonderful fic, https://archiveofourown.org/works/31059941, A Festival of Feelings by the talented @vball-baes-bball-babes! Tanaka x Sugawara, and so sweet and lovely. Rated Teen. Please give it a read, It’s such a fun fic! 
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ashistrashhh · 4 years
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broke: hinata harem
woke: suga harem
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evilsforreals · 3 years
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Picrew lets me keep living my TanaSuga truth
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jjsshit · 4 years
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Uhhh
some haikyuu and mha art :")
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agenderpunkarts · 4 years
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They’re napping after a game 💕
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rolllingthunderr · 4 years
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Post time-skip TanaSuga Domestic Fluff | 690+ words | SFW
tw: mentions of slight injury and going to the hospital
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“Would you still love me if I was a super villain?” 
Sugawara looks over at his boyfriend, tilting his head. “I don’t know? Would I get to rule by your side?”
Tanaka snorts. “Obviously.”
“Well then of course I would.”
“Good. Because I think i’m going to turn into a super villain. I’m tired of being nice, I want to go apeshit.”
“Babe. Didn’t you break someone’s glass door the other day?” He looks over from his mountain of marking, papers spread about him in a circle as he sat on the floor. And Tanaka is sprawled across their couch, head hanging upside down over the side.
“That was an accident. I want to go apeshit on purpose.”
“Every time you drink you go apeshit on purpose. I’m just glad Noya’s still overseas so I don’t have to deal with both your dumb asses whenever we go out.”
“Hey fuck you, you cause just as much chaos.” Tanaka laughs, loud and abrasive, the one that means he’s been surprised into it. It was one of Sugawara’s favourites.
“The difference is though, I don’t get caught.”
“Yeah cause you blame it on me!” Tanaka shouts, but he’s grinning.
“You’re easy to blame, what can I say. Plus, who are they gonna believe? The delinquent or me?” He bats his eyes and takes the cuff around the ear Tanaka sends his way with his stupidly long arms, very attractive strong arms, but stupidly long none the less.
“Shut up. I’m not.”
“You literally broke a glass door.”
“By accident!” Quickly, he shifts so he’s sitting up straight. “It’s not my fault their window got in the way of my body being thrown into it!”
That had been a scary call from the hospital. But when he’d rushed over he’d found Tanaka sitting up and chatting to one of the nurses with only a few scratches on him, although there had been a bigger one on his head that was still healing.
The cops had even let him off given he was trying to get the guy who had thrown him to stop following some poor girl. But still. He had been terrified.
He squirms thinking about it, frowning to himself before leaning over, giving into the impulse to kiss Tanaka, even while he’s upside down. It’s just a little grounding reminder that’s he’s there and he’s safe. And he’s tougher than a few scratches.
Tanaka startles into the kiss a little bit, not expecting it so suddenly. But he smiles, and then scrambles upright, falling to his knees onto the floor beside Sugawara to grab his face, large hands holding him so gently despite their roughness and callouses.
“I’m here Kō.” He mumbles into the kiss, thumbs rubbing over Sugawara’s cheekbones. “I’m alright, i’m fuckin’ here.”
“I know.” He laughs into the kiss a little, heart settled. “Sorry, it was just terrifying getting that call from the hospital.”
“I know, i’m sorry.” Tanaka doesn’t move his hands. He just settles there on his knees, peppering Sugawara’s face with kisses in between words.
“Don’t be sorry.” He sighs. “Just don’t do it again, please.”
“I’ll try my fucking best.”
“That’s all I can ask for you damn delinquent.” 
“Hey c’mon! I have a job and everything!”
“Yeah but you got these.” He smiles as he gently tugs at one of the piercings in Tanaka’s ears. “Definitely a delinquent.”
“You love me. So what does that say about you.” Tanaka smirks, moving his hands down to Sugawara’s neck, thumbs still rubbing over any skin they can reach.
“An enabler. Definitely an enabler.”
“Well that’s good. Because i’ll need all the help and enabling I can get when I become a super villain.” They both giggle as Tanaka breaks away, finally looking to make sure he hadn’t landed on any of the papers, and thankfully he hadn’t.
“What’s your name gonna be?” Tanaka sits back on the couch, crossing his legs as he thinks it over, and Sugawara resigns himself to doing all the marking tomorrow as he settles in for the inevitable long conversation that would span the rest of their evening. Happy and content.
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jellyryans · 4 years
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Be You to Me, 9021 words. 
Sugawara Koushi/Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Haikyuu!!
Art by @mossyace​
People came to Japan from all over the world to see the cherry blossoms. In full bloom, the trees managed to charm even those who had never entered spring without them; the delicate pink and white flowers had been woven into the stories told to those who would ink the first handscrolls with calligraphy brushes and capture the first landscapes with paint. Their transient beauty reminded them to be fully present, that life was so very precious, and so very short.  
Suga only spared them a passing glance as he filed into the main auditorium for opening ceremonies.
Read it on ao3!
[No Archive Warnings Apply, General Audiences]
Written for the @hqrarepairbang​, 2020. 
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mossyace · 2 years
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twitter doodles~
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grumpykt · 4 years
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mallesponge · 5 years
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some tanasuga smooches for the sweet @mossyace !!
[please don’t repost/use/edit my art]
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bamicommissions · 5 years
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Commission for @mossyace.
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stacysmash · 4 years
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End of the Year Rare Pair Challenge: TanaSuga + Bar/Restaurant & Science Fiction
Rating: Teen  WC: 3237
Excerpt: 
Sugawara took one last look in the mirror, threading his fingers through his hair. He sighed glumly even though he couldn’t see anything wrong with his appearance. It was just a couple of weeks ago he’d moved back to the Sendai area for a job and even though everything was familiar, hardly any of his old friends were left. Since he was a social butterfly that couldn’t stand to be cooped up, he was dead set on going out that night. The depressing thought was that he didn’t have plans to meet anyone.
He narrowed his eyes at himself in the mirror and sniffed. The night was young and it was his chance to meet some new people. He had no time to dwell on negativity.
With a wink and a blown kiss at his counterpart in the mirror, Suga pranced through his apartment to the foyer, slipped on his shoes and a light jacket, and forced himself out the door before he could change his mind. It was springtime but the nights were still chilly, so he lifted the collar of his jacket to shield his skin from the cool breeze. He gazed around the street as he wandered down the sidewalk, neon lights buzzing above his head and reflecting on the damp pavement below. There were crowds of people milling around him, some leaving restaurants and others just arriving to hop around bars and clubs. Besides the usual energy rippling through the air, there was an odd tension permeating through it that Suga couldn’t put his finger on. It was like an expectation of something monumental, yet no one but him seemed to notice it.
It slipped to the back of his mind, however, when he spotted a sign indicating a bar he’d never seen before. In shiny gold lettering was the name Studs and underneath was a martini glass and an ear stud balancing on the tip instead of an olive. It was charming, and Suga was intrigued enough to give it a chance. After all, his plans were wide open for the evening and he was in the mood for a little adventure.
He sighed as he entered, folding down his jacket collar and unbuttoning it. Inside the bar, it was comfortably warm, both the temperature and the atmosphere. It was swanky with its decoration, little bits of bling glimmering in just enough places to make it sparkle without being irritating. The main attraction was obviously the bartenders and waiters, all muscular individuals dressed in traditional bartending outfits except their sleeves were rolled up above their swelling biceps.
Suga thought perhaps he’d died and gone to heaven. Sure, there were more women in the bar than men, but that didn’t stop him from sashaying toward the bar looking for a free stool. He paused when he noticed the head bartender, barely recognizing Iwaizumi Hajime from their final year in high school. He’d bulked up even more since then and his hair was shaved a bit closer on the sides, leaving his hair fuller in the center and looking like one of those dinosaurs with the spikes going down their backs. It suited him nicely, a bit of edgy punk juxtaposed with his starched shirt, vest, and tie. Around his ear were several golden studs that glinted in the dim light and Suga giggled, making the connection to the bar’s name.
He glanced at the other workers and noticed similar decorations on their ears, some in different finishes and shapes. Their hair was different as well and he took a long moment admiring each one until his gaze fell on the other individual working at the bar. While Iwaizumi had a thick crowd of ladies to entertain around him, his coworker had a few himself, all of them giggling and vying for his attention. At first, Suga could only see the top of his head, shaved close on the sides and then just a bit thicker on top with a bit of gel in it for style. Suga hummed and approached the bar, eager to get a better look at the mysterious bartender. He had been leaning forward, whispering in one of the girls' ears. They all erupted in laughter and the man finally straightened up with a boisterous laugh of his own, stopping Suga dead in his tracks.
Read the rest on AO3!
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