𝘔𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺

When life first gave form to one Sugawara Koushi, he was no less than a curious child---pondering over the smallest details uncharacteristic of his age group. He wasn't unsociable, but he wasn't also one to roam the streets actively searching for playmates to satiate his need to frolick about in muddied sandboxes and dusty abandoned homes in the middle of nowhere in their small prefecture in Miyagi. Nonetheless, he was. . .blessed, for the lack of a better term. Each morning he would wake to the sound of his alarm going off to start his day, food lovingly prepared for him would be served in his special plate--sweet egg rolls and octopus weiners, toasted bread with butter spread and sugar sprinkles with a side of chocolate milk and water. If he was lucky and his mother in a cheery mood, bacon to top off the meal fit for a king. To him and his family, to live happily is to have everything provided for: a good home, a warm bed, and a happy family to eat breakfast and dinner with whilst chatting away happily over equally warm meals.

He was 10 when he first learned what failure meant: to himself, his family, and to society; the watchful eyes that stared at him, like knives dripping in poison that seemed to come from all directions, all at the same time. Koushi stands in the middle of the living room, a crumpled piece of paper in his left hand, the damned paper that earned him the first taste of his father's hand across his face. "The son of an academic has no place for failure." his father's voice controlled, though seething in anger as he continued. "And it certainly has no place in this house." Koushi had merely forgotten to prepare for a test the previous night. Despite this, the needed average to stay above his game with sheer stock knowledge; and yet this one measly slip has caused his mother to sigh excessively in the corner and his father to raise a hand. That night, was now a matter of number one or nothing. What else could he have done except to apologize and accept that failure simply just was not an option for the only child of the Sugawara Household.

It was yet one of those nights, his ears were plugged with the soothing sound of Chet Baker's records to drown the screaming and yelling from downstairs. The gentle sax and aggressive piano did nothing to alleviate the growing stress crawling under his skin. He decides against studying until the fighting stops and switches on his television, flipping through channels until he came across a sports channel airing a current volleyball game. Japan vs Brazil, Japan in the lead for the second set, the crowd was going wild and he's thinking, this will drown out the sounds. little did he know, that fateful choice would lead him to taking a route his parents would never live him down for, his first taste of rebellion. his first taste of real defeat that would push him to aim for a victory far beyond his own desire to be the best, his first taste of a path he decided for himself, regardless of whether or not the world had accepted it so.

years later, even as he struggles to control a restless group of elementary students, his kind and brilliant demeanor has never dulled in luster. and still even more behind sultry smiles, cheerful gazes upon his teammates; often aggressive shows of affection towards them, most especially his troublesome juniors, was a sugawara koushi who was more than just sugar, spice, and everything nice.

Likes:
❦ Spicy Mapo Tofu or anything spicy
❦he doesnt mind sweet things too. cakes, ice cream, mochi etc.
❦ Sunsets
❦ Earthy and autumn colors, meaning anything with a shade of brown, peach, forest green, sunset orange, or dandelion shades.
❦ Cardigans and oversized shirts
the scent of lavender
❦ Books by Haruki murakami, Vladimir nabokov or anything from the classics and/or the humanities and social sciences
❦ songs from the cab, all time low, aimer, the 1975
❦ Cold watermelon and wintermelon milk tea
❦ evening walks (either alone or with his special other)
❦ Photography. landscapes and horizons.


Movies: Ghibli films, pride and prejudice, the little women
Musicals: The sound of music, the phantom of the opera, hamilton
season: Autumn

❦ has owned a pet bird once before named Tengu, because he just wants to remember Karasuno by it. It flew out one day tho, but he still leaves it's bird stand outside with a bowl of fruit if it ever decides to return.

❦ most of the things he owns he either recycled and crafted it all on his own. he believes that anything can be fixed if given the proper care.

❦ he doesn't like spending too much on himself. he'd rather spend his savings on necessities or towards his special person. of course he also believes in the significance of handmade things, so if he has the chance he will also try to make trinkets for his loved ones.

❦ his ideal dates are library dates, museums, parks, or cafes. when indoors he likes to just play with them or lounge around. his dates function as like a vacation from stressful work days so when he finds that they can stay at home, he will cling to them through the day. beware, you might not get to eat at all the whole day

❦ speaking of clinging, he's a small spoon mostly, but he also wants to be the big spoon and baby his partner

❦ he's not the type to be spoiled. or if he must be spoiled, he will do what he can to give an equivalent back to what he has taken

❦he sings in the shower. hums while working. and does a one man show in the middle of the living room while he's cleaning.

❦ absolutely hates losing. don't be fooled by his kind demeanor, he will wrestle you to the ground. even after HS volleyball he continued to play in college, though not professionally and he continues to workout every now and then so he does have some muscle mass. he's slender, but muscular. and really really strong. don't make him mad

❦ he can drive.

❦ he has a garden.
❦enjoys cuddles and kisses a lot. he will kiss you every chance he gets.

❦ his parents never approved of his choice to play volleyball seriously. they always thought it was just a simple hobby. they never visited his games not even when they were in nationals. throughout highschool, he worked twice as hard in academics so he could continue to play for Karasuno. even being an educator was not something they expected from him, if anything they look down on it. they also have no idea he's bisexual.

❦ he goes deathly silent when something goes wrong.

❦ he wears thin wide rimmed glasses at home and at work just because he thinks it makes him look cool or intelligent.

❦ not a morning person, but definitely an evening person. where his partner wakes up earlier than he does, he sleeps later than his lover.

❦he isn't picky. but he doesnt anything slimy or sandy textures in his mouth.

❦ sociology is one of his best suits. get him talking about anthropological and philosophical things, he will never stop talking.

❦ he has a wavering social meter and would like to keep his friend circle small. but he is very welcoming towards others, just note that once he has been drained of his social capacity, he will retreat in his shell for at least a few days, at most a week or two.

❦ nowadays. he sleeps with sleep sounds. his favorite sleep sounds are the sound of crackling fire and soft rain.

❦ he has a keyboard which he plays at the daycare for the primary schoold students.


❦❦ He rarely shows it but he has self esteem that cracks under pressure. He is constantly in need of assurances and demands the utmost attention, he is, as he dubs himself, " a little prince" and in times of doubt he will crumble. though this happens rarely with his friends, with those he is closest with, he is doubly scared, though he tries to hide it.❦❦

❦ his daylight self is very different from his bedroom self

❦ he owns a few. . . suggestive outfits here and there.

❦ absolutely love thigh kisses
kissmarks and scratches.

❦ he has a hard time keeping his voice down which often leads to him clinging onto his lover's shoulder, biting on anything to keep his moans to himself.

❦ very very sensitive. he can go on hours upon hours and coming alot.

❦ praise kink, creampie, he will get off on being praised and or degraded

❦ after-care is always a must. just as foreplay is also a must.
his sensitive spot is around his mole.

❦ he loves it when his partner calls his name "koushi" during sex.
jealous and angry sex. he loves the gentle sex but rough sex isn't so bad once in a while.

❦ from time to time wants to take the lead.

elmo
21+ she/they
GMT +8
multiship/verse
triggers: none but anything potentially triggering please bring to the mun's attention first so they're not taken by surprise

Let this serve as the mun's disclaimer that nsfw content are strictly prohibited between them and muns under the age of 18. Please be guided accordingly.

this is a roleplay account so none of what i say here is a reflection of furudate's work and is all purely for entertainment and fiction. in this regard i do not claim rights to sugawara or haikyuu. be that as it may, please remember that behind every rp acc is a real human being with real emotions.

thank you, and have fun playing with suga! ^^

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