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lover boy gone good? | sakusa kiyoomi x f!reader

player!sakusa alert. Partially based off favour by avenoir

also not proofread wc;896

contains; fluff, fwb, msby sakusa, happy endings

Sakusa kiyoomi was the biggest player known to man. Everything about him is a red flag. his nice scented cologne, his messy yet neat curly hair, his clean shaved face, his height, his money that he has a little too much of. All of it was small warning signs that still drew you into him. How could you not? The smooth talker was good when he approached you at a msby jackals event. Maybe it was the red suit, or the champagne you had, but you know for sure his face and the look he gave you sold it.

That’s how you ended up becoming “friends” with this man who drove you crazy with his push and pull attitude, it left you in a whirlwind. A rich, glamorous whirlwind filled with fancy dinners, fast cars, even faster spending habits.

He’d fly you out when he was out of town and wanted to see his “favorite girl” then proceed to take you out to dinners and buy you various things as if it was nothing. Everything was conditional, you didn’t have to act like a stupid girl that thought she was the only one, you knew you were one of many girls he had on his roster.

One thing you did know for sure is that you really were his favorite, yes he’d take the others out or go and see them, but buy them things? fly them out? never. Only you had that privilege. He found you interesting. He liked the way you were around him and how you acted with his friends. He liked that you didn’t care about not being the only one.

“So what did i do to become sakusa’s favorite girl” you mockingly said as you sip on your wine, during the candle lit dinner he had set up.

“You speak to my soul, and you stay on my mind, since i met you.” he looked at you, almost observing your every move as if to catch an off guard reaction.

You two never really cared to show each other anything but surface level “love” so this was new. It intrigued you on his new found feelings.

“is that so…” you respond dryly, not wanting to give in just in case it was a set up. You refused to be the first to back down no. It had to be him.

“truth be told i’m still the realest one that you know, and i won’t do you know wrong.” a smirk grew across his face as he noticed the slight pink growing across your face.

The new found confidence in sakusa knowing that you felt the same only fueled the fire in his ego to continue, Sakusa was a player yes. He didn’t care for certain aspects in love because of his profession, but when you came into his life he found himself slowly falling for you in a deeper level than the surface, even after many small hints he threw at you, you still continued to act the same which one made him more eager to confess to you.

“I know you’re hearing all the wrong things, I can love you the right way.” he said slyly, reaching for your hand.

“I don’t know how much I can trust you right now.” You look down at the sudden contact trying to pull your hand away, until he grabs it back, not letting go.

“All the girls I've talked to have been cut off since a couple days before i planned this. I’m serious Yn.” He said letting go of your hand.

“Give some time to think about this ... .It's all new information for me right now.” You hold your hands together the same hand that he had just touched.

“I’ll wait. Just know I mean what I'm saying. You know I'm not one to lie about anything even from the start of our whole ordeal.” He spoke once again observing you looking just in case your face said something else than you were putting out.

Sakusa had always been an observer. It was his strong suit, it’s how he was able to tell the difference between real and fake. He hated liars too especially when it was so obvious, he thought liars were scum. Even as much of a player he was. Or now used to be. He never lied to any of the other girls. Especially not you.

He’d keep it straight forward If they wanted to believe that he’d pick them he’d not care because that was their delusion and not the reality of it all.

Life changed for the better, sakusa seemed to have more life in him than before he was actually official with you. It brought out a person you didn’t even know. The loving, warm, soft funny side of sakusa kiyoomi that you were unaware of existed when you had met him.

He himself was just as confused when he found himself more domesticated not going out unless forced and only if you came along, He found his house not so empty now that you were there.

He found mornings fun and bright instead of dark and gloomy. He found the sun to his moon.

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Just showed up and already cried! Yay!

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@reocidal Todoroki gives birth alone.

Liv 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊

Context? No context.

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bro…………………?

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contains ★ fluff ft Bachira Meguru :: cuddling, playful physical affection , light teasing / banter with romantic undertones , exaggerated humor . W/C ★ 0.7k

You were stood in the shower with water running into your hair and down your back, staring at the questionably empty bottle of shampoo in your hand that was only bought a few days ago. And of course — today had to be the day it ran out, you’re hair already soaked and dripping. How did it run out this quickly? Surely you don’t use that much shampoo, or so you thought. You sighed opening the curtain and aiming the bottle for the trash. Great. Now what?

Your eyes desperately scanned the shower area before landing on a bright, obnoxiously colorful bottle sitting lazily on the hanger, with Bachira’s shampoo drawn in bold sharpee. Your eyebrows furrowed unconsciously. “Couldn’t have been anymore obvious” You thought before grabbing the weirdly shaped bottle and bringing it up to your line of vision, blurred by the steaming water.

You already knew what was going to happen if you used it ; he’d figure it out somehow and he definitely wouldn’t let you go. Still, it was your only option. Defeated, you opened the bottle and lathered it into your hair, hanging onto the 1 percent possibility that he wouldn’t.

Who were you kidding?

The moment you stepped out of the tub and walked towards the door, towel still wrapped around you soaking up the left over droplets of water, his head snapped up. Nose twitching slightly, the same way it always did when it caught a familiar scent. He blinked and sniffed the air dramatically, and then his eyes lit up signaling that he had already caught on. Though the steam from your shower leaking into the room wasn’t doing you any justice, You hadn’t even got to walk out of the bathroom yet.

“Hey…” Bachira got up and practically floated toward you, leaning uncomfortably close to your face. “You smell like me!”

You backed away, trying to hide your deadpanned expression, you weren’t in the mood for his antics on this cold Tuesday night. “Really? I don’t think so.” Bachira squinted, his amber eyes narrowing suspiciously, but then his grin widened, playful and mischievous. “You totally do! Did you use my shampoo? You did, didn’t you?” You opened your mouth to deny it, but your face betrayed you. The way your eyes darted gave you away instantly.

“I knew it!” He tilted his head closer, his grin somehow becoming even more ridiculous. “Look at you being obsessed with me.” You groaned while rubbing your temples. “You’re so annoying. I just ran out of mine.” He raised an eyebrow, still grinning stupidly. “Are you sure? Didn’t you buy a new bottle like… two days ago perchance?” Your brow furrowed as you thought back. “That’s what I thought! I’ve only washed my hair once since then.” He didn’t reply, but the grin plastered on his face grew even more absurd. You squinted at him, trying to figure out what he found so funny. Then it hit you.

“You finished my shampoo didn’t you.”

“Me? Why would I do that?” he replied, feigning innocence, his hand rubbing the nape of his neck as if he were blameless. “This is the second time Bachira. You can’t keep doing that just so I can smell like you, I’m tired of having to use your 5 in 1 head and shoulders shampoo.” He blinked once, twice, and then burst out laughing, his voice bubbling with unrestrained delight. “Okay fine, You caught me. But…” he said, inching closer, “It smells so much better on you.” You opened your mouth to retort, but before you could, he wrapped his arms around you and buried his face in your freshly washed hair, taking a deep exaggerated whiff. “You just want us to smell the same. Now everyone’s gonna think I’m a sweaty football player.” you protested, trying to escape from his grasp. “Mmmmmmm, I don’t mind.” he hummed into your hair, his voice muffled but full of satisfaction. “I can feel you smiling,” he teased. “Shut up,” you groaned, but the warmth in your tone gave you away.

For the rest of the night, you found yourself curled up with Bachira on the sofa. His head rested against yours, nose buried in your roots as if he couldn’t get enough of the scent he used everyday. Every now and then, he’d hum in satisfaction or press a quick kiss to the top of your head, his arms snug around your waist. You rolled your eyes playfully, but you didn’t push him away. Because, despite his antics, being wrapped up with him like this was the kind of warmth you didn’t really mind.

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DIE WITH A SMILE (m. bachira x reader)

━☆ (post-apocalypse au, for day three of @phantasmaebg) ━☆ in which the only thing you can do is join him in undeath. ━☆ wc (written portion): 831 || tags/cw: f!reader, reader is a researcher working on a cure for the virus, bachira is part of an elite military squad, major character deaths (both bachira and reader, among others)(this is a zombie apocalypse au after all) || event m.list ━☆ why did i write this... this is so sad *runs away crying*

meguru bachira is beautiful. a little tired - that much is evident from the dark circles under his golden eyes - but still: beautiful. his eyes practically light up when you step into the room, clad in full personal protective equipment. 

for a moment you get self conscious of how you look dressed like a walking banana, but that all disappears when he chuckles warmly, making you blush beneath your mask.

“you’re even more beautiful than i expected,” the squadron member breathes.

you cock your head to the side, highly skeptical as you take a seat in front of him. “you can only see my eyes, though,” you point out, voice muffled.

“yeah, well.” a short pause, then, “they say true beauty is all in the eyes.”

you don’t quite know how you should respond to that, so you don’t.

you end up talking to him than is honestly necessary for the psych eval. he’s a sweet man, and the things his squad-mates have said about him are proven true - optimistic, cheerful, perceptive. somehow, the man you’ve only ever been able to talk to over the phone from behind a reinforced glass panel has become one of the people you trust most in this world.

maybe it’s the way he listens to you intently about the stresses of work, lets you confide in him about hard days - especially really hard days when you find out another one of you has been lost to the virus - trusts you enough to spill his own secrets too.

maybe it’s the way he laughs, or calls you pretty when he’s not calling you “doc”. maybe it’s the way you relate to him, both being people with risky jobs. in a broken world like this, either of you could go at any minute. but he helps you accept it, and he helps you embrace it.

but maybe it’s the way he tries to reach a hand out to hold yours on the table during a particularly hard part of the conversation, but restrains himself, a dejected and heartbroken expression on his face.

how ironic that the only thing you want is the only thing you cannot have. not just yet, at least.

it’s been three days since squad z perished in tokyo’s biggest hot zone, and meguru is not doing well.

it started with erratic vitals - high blood pressure, arrhythmia, severe migraines, then escalated  violent outbursts. your superiors don’t allow you in the room with him any more, even though you’d bet your life he would never hurt you. it hurts to see him like this. delirious, in mourning, broken.

he is not the man he once was, and you’re not entirely sure he’ll live long enough to see that change.

he still talks with you, so at least that hasn’t changed. you are one of the last few scientists on earth even remotely close to synthesising a cure, since many have been wiped out already. it’s stressful, frankly, and you’ve had shameful, selfish thoughts about ending it all - joining the dead before you are forced to walk amongst them. but meguru tells you to keep your chin up, doc, you’re getting there.

and who are you to say no to him, if not for the fact that he’s not doing much better himself?

you open up to him once, more than you think you should. you tell him about how you’ve wanted to be a scientist for the longest time as a child, but before that, you wanted to be a singer. but your parents saw no future in it. so you never pursued it further.

in the quiet of the space between you, then, meguru bachira asks if you would sing for him.

and you do.

you don’t even notice when he starts to cry, but you know that you’re crying too.

you bring him flowers sometimes. he lets them die in a corner of the confinement cell. you can’t blame him for not even trying.

the horde has broken in.

all your colleagues, your superiors, your friends - they’re all gone. they’ve all been reduced to mindless monsters, hungry for human flesh. now, those monsters push against the door, trying to get to you.

you stare back through the glass, eyes landing on meguru, who convulses on the ground, clutching his head. his head jerks backwards, blood spilling from his mouth. just like all the others. you let out a sob, your heart aching for him.

you fumble for your phone.

the air smells like blood, and meguru looks like hell.

you pad towards him slowly, tears streaming down your face. you freeze when he notices you, hunger in his bloodshot eyes. you take a step towards him. hold his hand. embrace him. tilting your head to the side, exposing your neck to him.

he’s crying now as he mumbles something. it sounds like i’m sorry and thank you. maybe it’s both. you feel hot breath on your neck, and his sharp teeth sinking into your skin.

and all is well in the world.

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Day 3 of ebg had me thinking about post apocalypse with akaashi hmmmm

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Do I remind you of a pokemon :3

comfey (fairy type)

hi liv! i think it's funny that you're doing a "moots as a scent" thing and comfey is known for releasing a sweet, calming aroma. anyway, your pirate!kuroo fic was the first work of yours that i read and i felt soothed in some way. i think that matches comfey's vibe really well. <3

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pairing : t. kuroo x f!reader synopsis : he was given a fake number; which so happened to be yours. apparently, texting the wrong number can blossom a whole new friendship(?).

cw : fluff(?), mentions of cheating (ex cheated on reader), ooc, cursing, 'kms/kys' jokes, i gave the reader a law major bcs that's right next to the economics campus (thanks sammi ily), most photos r each from different days (except the last four)

A/N : haiii guys!! okay, for starters, i haven't wrote for kuroo in god KNOWSSS how long omg bye... (#wattpad days) i made this at four in the morning last night so excuse the grammar!! please!!!! i beg you!! i was wayyy to lazy to make timestamps mind you gulp... anyway i guess luck is by the reader's side today question mark DIVIDER CREDITS : cafekitsune (please go check her out!)

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Oh my gosh I have so much to say.

☕ ꕀ LIV ﹕ @ellsarchive .ᐟ

TOP 3. 🎧ྀི NOW PLAYING . . you’re so dark ➤ sexy to someone ➤ wolf in the breast

݁₊ . SOLVIA'S FIRST IMPRESSION OF LIV.

so cool and funny and i really like it when you invade my dash. you seemed to be a chill person in general/ someone who likes being chill (until you’re crushed under pressure and all the nonchalance strips out of you as you start tweaking & im sorry for always laughing). the color red is very fitting of you, i haven’t really asked, but do you like coffee? do you want us to get some coffee jelly together? or maybe read our manga in a comfortable silence? i feel like we’d vibe w that a lot!

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cops and robbers | choso x reader

for the @phantasmaebg event!!!

wc: 792

the city buzzed with energy as you slinked through the shadows, the sharp scent of rain clinging to the air. the museum was quieter than usual, almost eerie, the soft hum of the security system the only sound accompanying you. the painting you were after glinted just ahead, a priceless masterpiece practically begging to be stolen.

you’d done this countless times before. in and out, no complications.

but tonight was different.

tonight, he was here.

“y’know,” a low, smooth voice drawled behind you, sending a shiver down your spine. “for someone who prides themselves on being invisible, you’re pretty predictable.”

you turned, your heart skipping as choso kamo stepped out of the shadows, his dark eyes locked onto you with an intensity that felt like a physical weight.

“predictable?” you shot back, masking the flicker of nerves with a smirk. “i prefer the term ‘consistent.’”

his lips twitched, but he didn’t smile. instead, he stepped closer, his long coat brushing against his legs, his boots echoing softly in the empty gallery. you took an instinctive step back, your fingers itching to reach for the smoke bomb in your pocket.

“you really don’t know when to quit, do you?” he murmured, his voice dipping into something darker.

“what can i say? i have a knack for making your job harder,” you teased, even as your pulse quickened.

“yeah, i’ve noticed.”

his gaze was unrelenting, a mix of frustration and something else—something that made your stomach twist in a way you weren’t entirely prepared for.

“you here to catch me or flirt with me?” you asked, tilting your head with a grin you hoped looked confident.

his eyes narrowed slightly, his jaw tightening. “who says i can’t do both?”

your breath caught, but you refused to let it show. instead, you shrugged, leaning casually against the nearest pillar. “you’ve been chasing me for months, kamo. don’t you ever get tired?”

“never.” his answer was immediate, firm. “you make it interesting, plus if i wanted you arrested, you wouldn’t be here right now.”

you hated the way his words sent a spark of heat through you. this was supposed to be a game—cat and mouse, thief and officer. but the way he looked at you, the way his voice dropped just enough to make your pulse race, it felt like something else entirely.

“well,” you said, pushing off the pillar and circling him slowly, your eyes scanning for an opening. “if you enjoy the chase so much, maybe i’ll let you catch me one day.”

he didn’t move, his gaze tracking your every step like a predator watching its prey. “maybe tonight’s the night.”

“you think so?” you asked, stopping just out of reach, your smirk widening. “hate to break it to you, but i’m not that easy.”

“neither am i,” he shot back, his voice low and dangerous.

the air between you was electric, charged with a tension that had nothing to do with the job and everything to do with the way his eyes lingered on yours. for a moment, you wondered what would happen if you closed the distance, if you stepped just a little closer.

but then you remembered who you were—and who he was.

“well,” you said, taking a step back, “as fun as this has been, i’ve got places to be.”

you moved to dart past him, but he was faster than you expected. his hand shot out, grabbing your wrist and pulling you back before you could make it two steps.

“not so fast,” he murmured, his voice a quiet rumble that sent a shiver down your spine.

you twisted in his grip, your free hand pressing flat against his chest to push him back. but instead of letting go, his hold tightened, his body impossibly close to yours now.

“gotcha,” he said softly, his breath warm against your ear.

your heart pounded, and you hated how much you noticed the heat of his skin, the sharp line of his jaw, the way his scent—clean and faintly woodsy—seemed to wrap around you.

“you really think this is over?” you asked, tilting your head to meet his gaze.

his lips curved into a faint smirk, and for the first time, you saw a flicker of amusement in his usually serious expression. “you tell me.”

you leaned in, so close your lips nearly brushed his ear. “not even close.”

with a sharp twist, you broke free of his grip, your smoke bomb already in your hand. you tossed it at the ground, the room filling with a thick cloud of smoke as you made your escape.

“see you around, officer,” you called over your shoulder as you slipped into the night, your heart racing for reasons you didn’t want to think about.

you knew this wasn’t the end. not with him. and as much as you hated to admit it, part of you didn’t want it to be.

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I can finally talk to you with flair and my signature charm

Wait yes you’re far more whimsical like this I enjoy it

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Help, did I hallucinate you having a Kuroo pfp, Liv? (sent with Justin Bieber reaction picture)

Idk what ur talking about lol it’s always been my one true love futakuchi kenji? 😹😹😹😹😹😹

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