cata🐨(tanaka's version)

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25 | chile | ♀ | esp/eng | 🔞 | amateur artist and fic writer • ur average rarepair and asanoya obssesed child therapist #lakoalart ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/caterin_sin

fanart of haikyuu character Tanaka Ryuunosuke dressed as a playboy bunny

a yellow image with a black box at the top that reads "The Therapist who mistook his Student for a Lover (and other clinical tales)" as well as "Rated E, DaiSuga multichap, Therapist Suga, Teacher/student", there's a black and white pic of notes on a coffee table while a therapist and their patient talk

A screenshot of my top tags on my ao3 bookmarks. Fluff, established relationship, College Au, angst, anal sex, humor, getting together, smut, hurt/comfort, slow burn in that order

Suga is just fine, “You should also know that I teach a college course, and if you are okay with it, I may use your case to review with my students strictly for academic purposes. I wouldn’t give your real name, for starters. I would also keep your profession vague and keep some details about what you decide to tell me. And of course, anything you’d like to keep just between us would remain that way.”

Ushijima frowned, but did not look mad, mostly confused and... weirded out? "I don't mind what you tell your students if you deem it necessary, as long as you don't disclose my name or profession, mainly for a public relations thing. I personally have no issues with it."

That’s certainly new. “Alright then. Why don’t you tell me a little bit about yourself?”

“What do you want to know?”

“You know, your age, what you do for a living, who you live with, stuff like that.” Suga took his notebook, his pen and rested them on his lap without averting his gaze from Ushijima.

That meme where two guys are fucking in the kitchen and being very not subtle about it and a woman says "Are you serious? Right in front of my salad!?"

That scene from 'Mean Girls' where Regina's mom enter Regina's room and asks "Do you guys need anything? Some snacks? A condom? Let me know! God, I love you."

His feet grew heavier and heavier the closer he got to his apartment complex, his limbs felt weaker with each step he took and Asahi realized he had left breakfast untouched at the dinner table and hadn’t eaten a single thing since, not that he was worthy of food right now anyway. Another thing Daichi would berate him for. Awesome.

When he was in front of his apartment door, Asahi realized he was even more of an idiot than he thought because he didn’t have his keys on him, so he had no other choice but to knock. If Daichi had already gone to sleep, he would be waking him up, another reason to yell at him.

After knocking, Asahi heard footsteps rushing towards the door before it was swung open. He barely had time to brace himself before he heard Daichi sighing his name and felt his arms hug him impossibly tight. Asahi returned the gesture, holding onto Daichi’s shirt for dear life. Hiding in his neck, Asahi realized Daichi reeked of tobacco.