How Would Kiri React To Finding Out His Black Fem S/O Has A Miffy Obsession?

How would Kiri react to finding out his black fem S/O has a Miffy obsession?

Kiri finding out his black fem S/O is obsessed with Miffy!

Okay, Kiri would lose his mind in the best way possible. Like, this big, buff, manly hero who looks like he could bench press a car? The second he finds out you’re all about that cute little bunny, he’s instantly melting.

He’d be in awe, like, “Babe, I didn’t know you were into Miffy? That’s so adorable!!” The way he says it, with his wide grin and bright eyes, would make you feel so seen and understood. He’s definitely the type to dive headfirst into anything that makes you happy. Whether it’s Miffy pajamas, plushies, or even a Miffy phone case, you best believe Kiri’s getting all of it for you.

And he’d totally start finding ways to incorporate Miffy into your daily life. Imagine him surprising you with a Miffy-themed care package after a long day, complete with a cute stuffed Miffy, a Miffy blanket, and some snacks. He’d probably low-key start wearing Miffy socks just to make you smile (and because he secretly thinks they’re kinda cool).

“Look, babe, I’m rockin’ Miffy now too!” he’d say, showing off his socks with that trademark shark-tooth grin. And don’t even get him started if he finds out you’re into the aesthetic too—he’d be like, “We gotta deck out our room with Miffy stuff, c’mon!” He’d help you decorate without hesitation, making sure it’s perfect.

At the end of the day, he’s just over the moon that something makes you so happy, and he’s all in. Seeing you light up when you talk about your Miffy obsession? Yeah, that’s Kiri’s new favorite thing. 💕

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I keep thinking about Kuroo, who acts all smooth and smug but turns into a complete sap the second he’s with you. Like, yeah, he’ll lean against the wall with that lazy smirk, flicking his messy hair out of his eyes, acting like he's just casually stopping by. But then he’s pulling you into his lap, trapping you with his long legs and whining dramatically if you try to leave, mumbling something like, “You can’t just walk away when I’m suffering here without you.”

And yeah, he’ll shamelessly pepper your neck with kisses during study sessions because “this is how you learn better,” according to him. So what if you’re in the library and his teasing voice is drawing attention? You’re his, and he’s not missing any chance to remind you of that—especially when you’re all flustered and trying to shush him. You think he’s gonna let you study in peace when you look this cute, pouting and trying to focus? Nah, he’ll pull you closer, whispering, “C’mon, one more kiss, just for luck," like the menace he is.

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I NEED THIS MAN!!! OMGGGG!!! I relate to this on every aspect of it, especially the part about subbing items out in dishes!!! I can't deal with certain textures in food, and if this man did this!! I just

osamu miya who falls in love with a picky eater

osamu miya who learns from a very young age that you’re not willing to touch most foods. he (not so) secretly watches at lunch everyday to see what parts of you lunch you end up neglecting.

osamu miya who never teases you about being picky, after all that’s what makes cooking for you more rewarding right? nailing the flavors that you love and hiding the ones that you have no taste for.

osamu miya who attempts (and succeeds) at wowing you through bringing you lunches that he knows you’ll enjoy.

osamu miya who spends the rest of lunch trying not to grin ear to ear while watching you happily eat the lunch he brought you.

osamu miya who knows it’s now his life’s mission to make sure you enjoy food as much as possible.

osamu miya who loves the way your face lights up when he finds a place with lots of options for foods you like. whether its due to dietary restrictions, allergies, or a distace for certain foods, he will make sure there’s many options for you everytime you eat out.

osamu miya who cooks for you as often as you like. if you're ever feeling unmotivated and unwilling to cook he will show up and help you.

osamu miya will reach out to your parents for childhood recipes and loved dishes you may not have told him about. he wants to have your comfort foods at the ready whenever you're craving them.

osamu miya who never fails to wow you with how well he remembers your favorite foods. craving a certain cuisine but don’t know what you want? trust me, he knows way before you do and politely suggests it.

osamu miya loves seeing your reactions to new foods you discover. he’s always so proud when you try something new, and is even happier when he watches your face light up from the flavors.

osamu miya will order for you if you need to sub out items on a dish but are to embarrassed! food is meant to be enjoyed! not picked apart to avoid certain aspects of it.

osamu miya who will do anything to make sure you’re happy, healthy, and not hungy!!

A/N: projecting so hard onto this fic i am so picky about foods!! trying to be better but i fear i am doomed for life :( osamu save me

Kuroo Tetsuro is everywhere—plastered on posters for the volleyball team, the topic of campus gossip, and the focus of every girl’s attention. Every girl except for you, that is.

While girls fawned over his signature smirk and effortless charm, you stayed focused on your own passion project: the Kiss Book. No, it’s not some cringey “Burn Book” replica from Mean Girls—you’re more creative than that. The Kiss Book wasn’t anything scandalous, but it did keep track of every romantic or flirty interaction the volleyball players had on campus. You ran a vlog about the volleyball team—how they play, who they’ve been seen with, and, most importantly, who they’ve kissed. It started as a joke with your best friend, but now it’s evolved into this fun, quirky project that you also talk about on your vlog.

Kuroo knew about the Kiss Book, of course. Everyone on campus did. But what bugged him the most was that while you documented the love lives of his teammates—and even himself—he’d never once caught you looking at him like everyone else did. It was almost like he didn’t exist in your world beyond his stats and the occasional fling mentioned in your vlog. That drove him crazy.

And so, the campus heartthrob made it his mission to get your attention.

He’d go out of his way to walk past you, letting his deep laugh carry in your direction, flashing you a knowing smirk that sent most girls swooning. But you? You’d barely glance up from your notebook, jotting down another name or tidbit for your next vlog update.

It wasn’t that you didn’t find him attractive. You weren’t blind. It was just... Kuroo Tetsuro didn’t impress you the way he seemed to impress everyone else. You had bigger things to focus on, and besides, you weren’t about to fall into the same trap that half the campus had. The Kiss Book was just that—a book. You weren’t interested in getting your own name written down in it.

But Kuroo saw it as a challenge.

“Y’know, I’ve noticed you’ve been a little quiet about me lately,” he teased one day, leaning over the desk where you were setting up your camera for another vlog.

“Maybe you’re just not that interesting anymore,” you replied coolly, not bothering to look up at him as you adjusted the focus.

He chuckled, leaning in closer, voice dropping into that low, honeyed tone he used to wrap girls around his finger. “Or maybe you’re trying to keep me all to yourself.”

You finally glanced up, meeting his intense gaze with a raised brow. “Dream on, Kuroo.”

And yet, the glint in his eyes told you he wasn’t about to give up that easily.

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