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₊ ˚ ⊹ ᗢ ₊ ˚ ✧ WTF I JUST LOST MY CAT

#two: wrong number

#one ← directory → #three

zaina’s entertaining tidbits:

**tryna give, icba to change that now

my editing skills are so good right 😍😍 don’t mention them at all

anyway eita ofc is still very very busy being attractive but he's also being the best friend you could ask for by painstakingly looking for your cat, very hot of him ik

taglist open: @https-true-egoist, @mitsies, @earthtooz, @limitlesshq, @fallenssun, @inariezaki, @rroxii, @hioloveskarasutabito, @bre99, @kodzukenmaaa, @xiao-kisserr, @innarss, @greyrain23, @icesour, @arxxqs-blog, @astranne, @jjenodream, @raichijingo

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₊ ˚ ⊹ ᗢ ₊ ˚ ✧ WTF I JUST LOST MY CAT

tabito karasu x fem! reader

where y/n loses her cat and it ends up in the hands and apartment of tabito karasu

note: moderately short series cuz if it let it go on for too long i'll never finish it </3

also note: i realise how uninformative the banner is but i thought it was cute ok 🥲

status: ongoing – taglist: open (send ask)

updates: once a week (sundays)

genre: fluff, humour, romance, no time for slow burn!! strangers to lovers

warnings: swearing, suggestive, a poor lost cat :(

##糖‎ㅤ‎ㅤ##スパイス ‎ㅤ‎ㅤ##素敵なすべて (teaser)

#one: wanted alive

#two: wrong number

more coming soon

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takes so much effort not to be rude

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NAURRRR EVERYONES CHANGING THEIR URLS I JUST GOT USED TO THEM 😭😭

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-ˏˋ DREAMING WITH OUR FEET ˊˎ-

meguru bachira x gn! reader

an intense session of tango, mechanic waltzes or slowly swaying in a dimly lit room. dancing may not be the ideal, *medical* cure for late night panic attacks but it sure comes close.

note: listen to 密やかに (hisoyakani) by lamp for the best experience

also note: i don’t know what the title means or how it’s relevant so let’s forget about it

tags: hurt comfort, fluff, established relationship

word count: 1.3k

warnings: panic attacks and their symptoms + swearing duhh + not proofread like at all and somewhat rushed

10th december. 

twilight. 

well, not twilight anymore. who knows what time it really is…

does it matter? you can feel your heart beating in your chest, throat and skull. 

why do your ribs hurt? why is your heart pounding so fast? this doesn’t feel normal. you feel utterly alone; the world around is darkening; your mouth is dry and your windpipe doesn’t seem to be working. 

“fuck.” was the only word you managed to say out loud without choking from the lack of oxygen you were receiving. the heavy covers were tying you down, pushing you into deeper misery and helplessness. if your panic attack wasn’t already suffocating you, the weight of the blanket definitely was. 

your eyes had already shot open and the last remaining energy had forced your head up, but there was something pulling you back under. it wasn’t the blanket this time, but two lean arms wrapped around your limp form. you didn’t want to wake your boyfriend so you slowly pulled his arms off and slid out of bed, heading to the balcony for some much needed air. 

you tried to be stealthy but it was to no avail. you had taken less than two steps when meguru bachira stirred under the uneven covers. his eyes were batting open as you took your third step and his arms stretched as you turned the balcony door handle on your fourth step. the sides of the blanket folded over each other when he pushed it off himself. it was effortless. the blanket didn’t weigh him down. it didn’t cage his ribs or squeeze at his throat. to him it was just that, a blanket. 

“are you leaving me?” 

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY BAE @asukasjinji +++ yk how i said i’d write abt ego… well that was a fucking lie 😦😦😦 but pls enjoy shidou instead

boyfriend! shidou who brings a pocket-sized sketchbook to all of his dates with you so he can draw you whenever you’re looking extra beautiful

boyfriend! shidou who always touches your face and cheeks and runs his hands over your nose bridge and eyes when you kiss. his excuse is “sculptors need to feel their subjects before they sculpt 😒😒” which is somewhat true but shidou doesn’t sculpt, he barely knows what supplies sculptors need/use

boyfriend! shidou who texts you at angel numbers on purpose, at first you thought it was a coincidence, then you thought it was fate, and now you know it’s on purpose but it’s still really cute

boyfriend! shidou is the type of boyfriend who would proudly wear a t-shirt with your face on it and text saying “I LOVE MY S/O”. he wants everyone to know just how lucky he is <3333

boyfriend! shidou who’s always level headed around you which is sorta surprising since he’s a menace around everyone else, but it’s only cuz they deserve it, you deserve peace and tranquility (however, this doesn’t mean he can’t be annoying)

boyfriend! shidou who’s really fucking good at giving massages, like if football fails we all know your true calling is being a masseuse. he’ll sit on the sofa w you on the ground and tell you about his day while he loosens up the knots in your back from your awful posture (yeah ik you haven’t been sitting properly 🤨)

boyfriend! shidou who’s always really warm, like body temperature wise so whenever you hug him in the winter you feel like you’re being wrapped in your childhood blanket

boyfriend! shidou who pretends to not know something like how to ride a bike so he can force you to teach him and then “impress” you when he’s actually really good at it, also helps that he likes being babied (?) by you, he’s so pathetic 😔

boyfriend! shidou who enjoys pillow fights and building blanket forts with you where you can just lay in his arms all day

i lied earlier boyfriend! shidou will annoy you till you’re so pissed and annoyed that you’ll stab anything that’s pink, that’s exactly when he decides to become peaceful and a pacifist

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So can you make a fluff headcanon about blue lock with bachira and/or isagi. Your choice Feel free to ignore this have a nice day/night and take care of yourself

i'm gonna be honest w y'all i have no idea if i'm good at fluff cuz my bf and i are not fluffy at all (i don't think???) so if this is shit don't be afraid to tell me lmao T-T +++ btw thank you sm for requesting <33 SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO MAKE THIS I WAS SCARED TO WRITE IT LMAO ++ i couldn't stop writing once i started so this is hella long

MEGURU BACHIRA 蜂楽廻

bachira's love language is 100% physical touch like you cannot tell me he doesn't love just holding you or kissing you or holding your hand

he could be in a really shit mood but as soon as he sees you and is able to feel your presence next to him, he's forgotten about whatever was pestering him before

if you like flowers he'll get you flowers every. fucking. time.

and if you don't like them or are allergic, that's what lego flowers are for!

i can just imagine him buying those lego flowers and staying up till like 4 making them for you because he just wants you to be happy

i also feel like he's scared of abandonment :((( and that just means he's always with you, always pestering you, always talking to you

he just needs reassurance that you'll stay with him

ok when i said his love language is 100% physical touch i lied, it's both physical touch and quality time

gosh he will come up with the most weird and complicated reasons as to why he has to see you right now

he mostly does it cuz he loves being around you but also because of how annoyed and petty you get, he finds it so so funny 😒

"i broke my foot, i can't play football anymore" "WHAT? ARE YOU OKAY? I'M COMING OVER, I KNOW FOOTBALL MEANS THE WORLD TO YOU </3333" turns out he had not in fact broken his foot, he just wanted to see you. god, this boy is so oblivious he just needed to text you something simple like "come over" and you would've been on your way, there was absolutely no reason to lie about it LMAOO

omg ok hear me out

bachira does not have an ideal date as long as its with you

when asked the question "how would you like to spend a whole day with your s/o?" he just thought 'wtf' like???? i love them sm, i could be picking up garbage and still enjoy it if i'm with my s/o

all his friends called him a simp, but he was proud abt it, after all who wouldn't simp for you

he's also really spontaneous, yk with his 'ego' and everything

y'all could just be hanging out and then suddenly out of nowhere you're at a theme park, or at the beach, or a kiddie park

once during the summer, when it was too hot to do anything except complain and eat ice-lollies, he pulled you all the way to a theme park just to have a change of scenery

"please bachira, it's like 30º, we're gonna die" "will you shut up about the heat? you're like a little baby, i promise it'll be fun" and oh was he right. it was getting warmer and warmer but not even a heat wave couldn't ruin the fun. you had gone on all of the rides at least twice but nothing could beat the relaxing water log one. the two of you kept cutting the line as soon as you were done, jumping over the metal barriers and running from the security guard who was sure he'd just seen you (am i going crazy he thought). after about the fifth time he was just so done with the two of you he gave up. you'd be drifting on the log, splashing each other with the kinda gross water. neither of you could stop laughing (nobody knows why), everyone around you thought you were maniacs, but neither of you cared.

although he's always happy when receiving presents, he prefers giving you presents

and by presents i don't mean rlly expensive things but more like little things that remind him of you

he saw a paperclip that was shaped like a heart? present material

your favourite soda? present

you really liked that one song??? well he knows about three more like that, he's making you a playlist as we speak

is it any good? um excellent question! not too sure about his music taste...

just like him it's all over the place

your music tastes do not go well together but that's not gonna stop either one of you from trying to brainwash the other into liking your favourite songs

"this is ass, i can feel my brain melting" "y/n, this song saved my life" "and it's pushing me off the edge, please get a grip" he gets really pouty and pretends he hates you, but that lasts about five minutes because deep down he knows you're right 😭

omg and his kisses

he's never awkward of hesitant about it, he just goes straight for it

your very first kiss was a bit random, the two of you were just talking before he leaned in and quickly pecked your lips, you were a blushing mess, and he liked seeing you like this so he did it again, and again, everywhere this time, your eyes, you forehead, both cheeks, the sides of your lips that were super ticklish

and he does this every time

one kiss isn't enough he needs at least 8!

he does not care about PDA, in fact the more ppl who know you're his, the better

if y'all were any trope it would definitely be childhood sweethearts, yk when you marry your best friend in like primary school? yeah, he probably proposed to you

"to y/n i give my most prized possession, my football" "bachira, i'm tired, i don't feel like playing today" "nonono this is just a gift for the bride" oh silly child, he's not asking you to play with him. he's in love with you <33333

his mother (yu bachira) is literally molly weasley incarnate

like she's out here locking you in their house, there's no way she's letting you go back home?? no, you're her guest!

has a list of foods you like and don't like just so whenever you're home she can cook for you and everything 🥲

she's currently teaching bachira how to cook your favourite meals, she'd never want you to raise a single finger, ever

YOICHI ISAGI 潔 世一

the world's purest, but also the world's most talkative person ever

homeboy has an average of 10000 words spoken per day (fyi that's a lot)

he just wants to tell you about everything <333

if anything, even the smallest thing, happens when you're not there with him he's 100% filling you in later

hosts a daily ted talk where he just tells you about all the other guys and how they suck 🙄 and how he's getting better at football and like he's pulling up stats you've never heard of???

"and i checked his stats and the only thing he's better at is aerial duels, but it's only by 0.2, so honestly who cares right?? i mean its negligible" "like the charge of a neutron" "wtf is a neutron?" no babe, wtf does 0.2 aerial duel mean??? since when can you fly??? (it's when players fight for the ball while jumping btw)

but don't get me wrong that does not mean he doesn't listen cuz he's such a good listener omg, the best one honestly

why's he good at everything dammit

he loves hearing about your day

he'll ask you about it without fail every single day and he genuinely listens it not like he's doing it out of common curtesy he just loves hearing from you

to him, you could make the most uneventful day sound interesting

he'll be looking at you in awe like a little child being told about magic or smth like that (this was not a great analogy help)

and that makes him supper attentive too

he can instantly tell when something's even slightly off and somehow he knows exactly how to make you feel better

omg he's the type of boyfriend who has a polaroid of you in his phone case and he just stares at it from time to time

OMG I CAN IMAGINE HIM TRYING THOSE FUCKING TIKTOK FILTERS WHICH ARE LIKE "THE INITIAL IT LANDS ON IS YOUR SOULMATE"

and he takes them soooo fucking seriously, unless it's not your initial, no, then that's bullshit 😰🫡

he's 100% husband material, marry him rn like actually

unlike bachira he already knows how to cook and he's gonna get physical if he ever sees you doing anything, he's more like bachira's mother in that way

his ideal date is walking around and going on cute ass picnic dates

ESPECIALLY IN AUTUMN WHEN THE CHERRY BLOSSOM FLOWER PETALS ARE LIKE GENTLY FALLING AND FLYING IN THE WIND OMG

he loves when y'all go on dates when it's a bit chilly

"why didn't you wear a jacket?" "it would ruin my outfit" :(((( "ugh, just wear mine then, i don't want you getting a cold" it really wasn't cold that day. you just wanted to wear his coat. little did you know that isagi too was praying that he'd be able to pull of that move, he'd been thinking about it ever since he saw those stupid rom-coms where the guy gives his crush his coat and then they fall in love or smth. my silly children 😪

his love language is quality time, he hates being ignored and he wants to be with the people he loves at all times possible

lucky for him everyone loves him, he's such a sweetheart

his favourite pastime (apart from football ofc) is lying in your lap while you read him a book, gossip or just sit in the silence

he loves looking at you from below especially after that one time he saw the sun shining from behind your head and he swore you looked like an angel (you really did, i was there)

omg listen to this

y'all have a bit of a rivalry when it comes to bowling

you're both so god awful at it but you're both also convinced you're better than the other

"you're supposed to be aiming at the pins, not the hole..." "okay in my defence, when shooting you usually aim for the place with no defenders, so you can score!!" "don't pretend this is about football, you just suck 😒"

he loves kissing you, its the best thing ever

your first kiss was a bit awkward but it had its charm

you both had already been together for a while now but neither of you knew how to initiate the kiss

until you both were laughing at the dumbest joke he'd ever made in his whole life (he still cringes at the memory of it)

you just looked so fucking beautiful, with small tears in your eyes from laughing too much, a smile wide and that cute laugh

he couldn't help it so he just pushed himself onto you

and keep in mind there was some distance between the two of you so when he kissed you the two of you fell

but i mean, at least it was memorable???

gosh you both are the definition of first and last love <3333

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀DEAR YOU, SERIES PREFACE!

⠀⠀⠀⠀"go on caring for me"

⠀⠀⠀⠀pairing: sae itoshi x gn! reader

⠀⠀⠀⠀synopsis: for you, sae would do anything, unspeakable things, hurt countless people, kill. mercifully, all you wanted and needed was love letters. but perhaps that proved too difficult a task for him.

⠀⠀⠀⠀genre: fluff to angst, lovers to strangers

⠀⠀⠀⠀taglist: open!

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀i. ⠀how i miss you.

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-ˏˋ SPEAK EASY, SPEAK LOVE ˊˎ-

suna rintarō x fem!reader 

wherein y/n’s life seems to be mirroring the play she’s a part of (much to her frustration and annoyance)

note: used to be “not so alone” but i had no idea where the plot was going so i’ve revised it

status: ongoing – taglist: open

updates: probably once a week

genre: fluff, humour (i try), pinch of angst lmao, idk romance?, enemies to lovers (i do not know what a genre is)

warnings: swearing, suggestive themes, unfunny at times

disclaimer: lots of side ships because every character matters and also because i love overcomplicating things for myself <3

for my beloved @earthtooz

⋆⁺₊⋆ ♡ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆   |  𓆩✧𓆪  |  ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

ACT 1, SCENE 1: THE PLAY

ACT 1, SCENE 2: CASTINGS

more coming soon…

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Hi hiiii ? How was your day ? Can I please request an hq fluff with sakusa and Osamu ? In which they are flustered by their crush before confessing ? Thankssss and take care <333

i’m good, how are you? i love my lil babies aww jaskfldhg p.s. please tell me who your pfp is they’re so hawt 🫣 +++ sorry i’m only getting back to you now i hope you enjoy this at least 😭😭 ++++ i’m unsure if this is even what you meant 😞

cw: swearing + mention of disease in a love confession????? + NOT PROOFREAD + ooc (i'm sure of it) + one (1) mention of death

KIYOOMI SAKUSA 佐久早 聖臣

he never thought that he out of anyone would ever get flustered or even confess for that matter

nobody had ever caught his attention or interest

until you

the two of you were classmates

he was the quiet type while you were the slightly annoying talkative type

but he didn’t mind, he liked having some background noise for his thoughts

yet, he started growing attached to your constant rants and talks

how you’d ask him if he was alright, not because you wanted him to pay more attention to you, but because you were genuinely worried that he wasn’t okay

how you’d bring snacks with you every time you saw him

and how you started coming to his volleyball matches, standing in the stands (lmao) with a banner for his team

he wished you’d only cheer for him, “but you can’t always win” he thought

even the thought of telling you he liked your company, let alone the fact that he was in love with you, made him feel his heart palpitate excessively

it felt like he had just completed the most strenuous volleyball reps in his career

at first he thought he was just getting out of shape

“why is my heart not able to handle walking up the stairs???” he thought

and then he proceeded to start working out an extra hour a week to strengthen his heart

this obviously did nothing because every time he saw you he felt like he was about to faint

his heart felt full and he was sure its beating could be heard

he searched up the symptoms and even went to a doctor until the doctor was like???

“boy you have a crush stop wasting my mfing time”

and it all started to make sense

he liked you, so he’ll let you know

right????

wrong

now that he’s realised his emotions, he’s literally avoiding you, as in running away from you

this was all until he realised you were sad not seeing him as much as you used to 

so he built up the courage to tell you

“y/n, can we talk?” "oh so now you wanna talk??" you weren't actually mad, but you liked seeing him a bit grumpy, the way he would frown slightly and pout while looking away slightly was a sight to behold. he was rarely this expressive. "it's important." he was still looking away but this time his frown had softened, his pout had now transformed into him just biting his lip slightly. he looked almost...sad. "is everything okay?" he didn't reply to this but you could see him gulping and his ears going bright red. oh, you know what this means. he's nervous. "you know you can tell me anything, right?" you press on while reaching your hand out. but to this he flinched and pulled away; you could see his whole face burning red, his eyes wide and his eyebrows shooting up. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" "oh, i'm sorry..." you gave him a confused look, you still weren't mad at his sudden rudeness but you were really concerned as to what was going on. "no. i'm sorry i stopped talking to you. and for what i did right now...it's just..." his voice kept getting quieter and you didn't know how much longer you could keep this distance because you literally felt deaf in that moment. and because he looked so damn cute with his red face. "i feel like i'm dying when i'm with you." this was the first time you frowned at him. what the fuck does that even mean?? this was possibly the worst insult you had ever gotten. and it was from the person you really liked. you could feel your heart drop, and your eyes were already stinging with tears. "um..." "no, no i didn't mean it like that!" he was panicking now, his hands waving trying to prove his innocence, his face just kept getting redder and redder and he looked like he genuinely wanted to cry. "i want to die when i'm with you because-" "OKAY! I GOT IT DAMN!" you felt him tug at your arm as you turned to walk away. the next thing you felt was him hard chest and his arms wrapped around your waist. "because my heart only beats for you and it's rotting my internal organs." he was still blushing like a maniac and you could feel his heart beat hit your own body. but all you could do was giggle. this was 100% the funniest encounter you'd ever had with him. and you were glad. so so glad. the happiest you'd ever felt in so long. you wanted to stay like this till death separated you. you wanted to stay in his arms forever. "that was so gross."

OSAMU MIYA 宮 治

he always feels like he misses you

he's in a constant state of longing

even when you're sat right beside him

in the same room, in the same class, talking to each other even

maybe it wasn't that he missed you, maybe he just wanted something more, different

osamu wasn't the brightest when it came to emotions so perhaps he was just feeling something else...

this obviously never hit him until atsumu asked him if you were dating

to which he got all flustered and was a fucking mess

"no of course not!? i don't like y/n like that!!"

he's insane...

what does he mean he doesn't like you

he thought of you every second of the day

from the moment he laid eyes on you

everything, every instance has been about you – you don't just matter, you are... everything

once he finally intellectualised this information everything made him nervous

he was scared to move too quickly, scared to move too slowly, scared of looking bad in your eyes and scared of appearing boastful and arrogant

he wanted to tell you but he also didn't

he resorted to rehearsing his confession in front of the mirror every night after atsumu fell 'asleep'

(he heard everything and told you, trust)

but when the day finally came, you were so prepared to make him work for that answer

he could confess all he wanted but all you really cared for was to make a mess of him

****you laugh maniacally*****

you were talking to your friends when he came up to you. you knew exactly how it was going to go. it would start with him taking you to the side. "y/n, i've been meaning to tell you this for a long time." him cutely apologising for being so abrupt. "i'm really sorry, but please don't interrupt." and a guarantee that it'll be swift "i promise it'll be quick." "what is it? you're worrying me." you wanted to start off simple. you were already off-script but this should be easy enough you thought. "nothing too serious. just. just hear my out for a sec..." "ok." "y/n, the time we've spent together has been amazing. the things we've done, the memories we have it's all just great. and i think i'm ready to you know." "are you breaking up with me?" that'll get him. "WHAT?!" he blurted out a bit too loudly that it made you back away a bit. his face was pale, something you didn't expect at all. "you know, i really liked you. but i guess i can't force you to stay with me." little did he know that you had been practicing too. you had perfected your fake cry and you were very prepared to use it. "what... no please. i love you, please i didn't mean-" "all men are the same." you were trying so so hard not to laugh but it was getting hard. his face was bright red and he kept reaching his hands out to you before recoiling, unsure if you wanted him around at all. "y/n, please wait. i- i'm so confused." "so be it! i'm so sick of you!" "WAIT! THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING I'LL EVER DO, BEFORE PROPOSING!" he honestly looked like he was going to pass out. as soon as those words came out he slapped his hand over his mouth and his eyes widened to the size of volleyballs. "proposing?" you had gone far too off script. you felt bad. you didn't know how to respond at all. "when i look at you i can feel it. i look at you and i'm at home. i'll never feel this way about anyone, because you are my one and only. i love you." "oh, this was so much better than the confession you had planned."

taglist: @https-true-egoist @cyno-luvr @aiethereal-xx

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oh oh maybe!!! fluff with oikawa and a reader with very squishy cheeks. i'll let u decide what you'd like to do with that hehe

-mod zenith

as someone who has friends with really squishy cheeks i get the appeal, they feel like little pillows its adorable +++ but also this is super short and i apologise cuz idk wtf to write and i was on my lil flight to amsterdam so 🙄🙄

sends you pics of chipmunks with nuts in their mouth telling you it looks like you

every fucking day you wake up and its another one of those stupid photos

it's gotten to the point where you have him blocked on a lot of social media until he learns

however,

if y'all ever get in a fight and you're giving him the silent treatment he would literally die

no ofc he doesn't care about talking to you 🙄

HE CARES ABOUT THOSE SQUISHY CHEEKS

HOW IS HE SUPPOSED TO GIVE YOU KISSES AND STUFF??

he honestly hates admitting defeat, but he'll apologise in an instant if it means he can squish your cheeks again

and if you still aren't having it he's just gonna pinch your cheeks until you're sick of him pestering you

he's really fucking annoying if you didn't notice

but also at the same time if you’re the type of person to puff your cheeks when you’re frustrated or annoying or just being petty

he’s gonna go out of his way to get you riled up and annoyed

the devil couldn’t get to you so he sent oikawa instead

his favourite thing to do is to pinch a circle of your cheek and poke it constantly

(idk if you’re getting the image but trust)

now for the origin story aka his reaction when he found out just squishy your cheeks were

oikawa and you had been dating for about two months now. there was no doubt that those two months were some of the best times you’d ever had. but there was still a bit of awkwardness between the two of you. there was a distance you didn’t understand, and you knew he felt it too. it’s not like he hid secrets from you, or that he was emotionally unavailable and didn’t disclose any of his feelings. no. it was mostly the fact that the two of you hadn’t kissed yet. nowhere. not the cheek, not the forehead, and of course not the mouth. it’s not like you didn’t do any touching, in-fact you were constantly hugging each other and holding hands. but the thought of kissing made the two of you blush like idiots and act like stupid children. you were stupid children. but today was different. you felt different. it was your 12th date, it was at the arcade, there was some big prize this weekend and oikawa was keen to get it for you, even if you simply didn’t care. so, you put on your favourite outfit and made your way to the date. there was a new photo booth opening that day. gosh it was like the whole place was being renovated just for your date. so of course, you obliged. it was a bit cramped but you made it work. you were sitting on his lap. the first one was just a sweet smile. the second a heart you made with both your hands acting as the two halves. the third was a silly one, your tongue sticking out and eyes shut yet smiling. but the fourth one was different. it was almost like time had slowed down. you felt oikawa shift a bit under you and as the bright flash blinded you, you felt his lips on your soft cheeks. before you could react he pulled away, looking at you a bit puzzled. then he kissed your cheek again. and again. and again. then his face lit up. “they’re like pillows.” “oh shut up.

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tyy @phoenix666stuff for requesting! i rlly loved writing this, hope you enjoy <333 also reqs are open!! 

pairing. atsumu x gn! reader

word count.  794

synopsis. you’re new in town and japan as a whole. lucky for you, your assigned guide knows all the best places to take you…

a/n. this is so not proofread so if you see a spelling mistake or a grammatical error i want you to pretend it’s not there, if it’s negligible; but if you genuinely don’t understand what’s going on lmk and i’ll fix it <333 this is so bad, i promise i don’t always write this badly T-T ++ idk why i included diary entries lmao i just didn’t know how to show the passing of time without literally writing *time passes* sorry it’s so short :(((

cw. swearing, one mention of death

p.s. red camellia also symbolise love 

dear diary, 

i’m in japan now! it’s nice to be in a different place. home is safe and comforting but the uncertainty of an entirely new country is just as exciting. the anxiety is eating away at my stomach but it’s almost comforting at the same time, i’ll overcome it. i’m about to immerse myself into a whole new world, a new beginning, so many new possibilities.

the school’s assigned me a sort of guide to help me with the language and the cultural barrier. i think his name’s atsumu? i’m not sure. i’m meeting him in the library tomorrow. 

wish me luck!

goodnight diary, speak to you tomorrow, love [name]

“atsumu miya, nice to meet you, and you are?” his hand’s outstretched. his entire vibe felt so comforting, it reminded you a bit of home; you could already feel yourself warming up.  

“[name], [surname]. it’s nice to meet you too.”

it was sunny that day; it honestly felt like the sun was always out when you were with him. you didn’t understand why, but he genuinely felt like home away from home. your soul was serene and there was already a sense of familiarity between the two of you. 

he had picked kitchen by banana yoshimoto, telling you it was the only book you’d ever need, and somehow it really was. the two of you sat at those uncomfortable desks for hours, yet the sun still shone and neither of you wanted to leave. by the time you had finished you could feel your heart break. ‘it must be because of how beautiful the book was…’

“when will we see each other again?” the sound of your own voice made you cringe. ‘that sounded too desperate.’ but he just laughed. he just fucking laughed what a cute, cute laugh. maybe your heart was already healed. 

“tomorrow i hope.”

“yes!” you didn’t even care if you came off as overly enthusiastic, you just wished he’d laugh again. 

dear diary,

he’s so beautiful, his face, his eyes, oh darlings his eyes, especially when he laughs. and his laugh!! it could bring me back from death…

we’re going to the national museum of japanese history tomorrow, i’m so excited, gosh what should i wear?? i’m so nervous…

again, i need your luck so please pray for me 

goodnight my dearest diary, love [name]

today he was holding red camellia; he looked pretty; the red of the flowers complimented the red on his cheeks, just like the red on yours. 

“why the flowers?” you asked. 

“flowers are very important to japanese culture and they’re very symbolic.” 

“and what do red camellia mean?” 

“it symbolises a noble death among japanese warriors.” 

“how gruesome…”

“it has other meanings too.”

“like?” 

“cmon these tickets do expire.” 

dear diary, 

i had katsudon today, just like mirage sakurai from kitchen! it was so good, i can really feel myself getting used to japan. everyone’s so nice (nice honestly doesn’t even begin to cover it). 

and atsumu… every time i’m with him i feel like i’m having tachycardia. in a good way. i feel like my face is always red, i wish i was better at hiding it.

what should i do?

please get back to me diary, love [name]

p.s. why am i asking as if an inanimate object is gonna tell me what to do…

one day you found yourself in his kitchen. baking. there was flour everywhere, eggs cracked on the floor and sugar spilling from the counter. it was a mess. a mess atsumu had created. the moment he saw you he had slipped, dropping everything he was holding. you both were also messes, laughing messes, and stupid pining, lovesick messes. 

the days you spent with him felt endless. you couldn’t remember a time you weren’t with him. everything passed so quickly. the truly happy memories you had were always with him. why was it that everything you ate when with him was so delicious? why was it that every negative emotion was dulled when he was around? every moment glowed in your heart, it ached by how full of love it was. the boy had infused himself into your soul, he was a part of your being. 

“aishiteru yo.”

“what does that mean?” you knew exactly what it meant. you’d heard it before in the two months you’d been here. you just wanted to hear him say it again. it felt unreal, you were just verifying this was real life and not a dream. 

“it means i love you. the place i like best in this world is with you. no matter where it is, no matter why, if it’s with you, if it’s a place where i can be with you, it’s fine with me.”

[frwjza]

𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏 𝒗𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏

pairings. no pairings but characters included are: iwaizumi, kuroo and suna tags. humour?? crack?? swearing, cw//mentions of drugs, violence and ‘fucking’ authors note. what if our favourite characters had a conversation with their fanon selves… this is so shite but i’m on a roll so let me be （πーπ）

[frwjza]

 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒔

pairings. kanoka x gn! reader, futakuchi x gn! reader, konoha  x gn! reader, aran x gn! reader, hoshiumi x gn! reader, hirugami x gn! reader  tags. fluff, humour, texts that make absolutely no sense, suggestive lang. authors note. i love these characters to death but i never see any fanfics or smaus about them so i’ll so it myself :)) if you want any character texts just send me an ask! are they out of character?? yes, what did you expect >.<

[frwjza]

𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈  𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒔

pairings kuroo x gn! reader, kenma x gn! reader, akaashi x gn! reader, bokuto x gn! reader tags fluff , humour authors note i want to be their sister more than their girlfriend :/ summary basically y/n giving her brother’s a hard time and giving them annoying nicknames :)

[frwjza]

𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔

pairings‏‏‎ ‎ atsumu miya x gn! reader tags‏‏‎ ‎ angst one sentence summary you and atsumu are no longer together author’s note‏‏‎ ‎ahhh wrote this on the flight back home and i kinda proofread it so i’m posting this now hehe word count 669 (did that on purpose :P) warnings contains swearing

“you’re so fucking insecure.” 

“you’re full of shit. what makes you think that?? i’m not!” 

“then you wouldn’t be so fucking overprotective and jealous.”

“it’s because i lo-”

“don’t fucking say it!” you spat. it wasn’t your first fight but this was the first time you had started contemplating breaking up. you loved him, you did. but you’d have to get over it if you wanted to be free. it was like you couldn’t breathe. it was like your wings had been clipped. you were caged. 

you and atsumu had met three years ago. you didn’t even realise how fast time had passed. it seemed like split seconds but also forever. when you were with him the days went by in the blink of an eye. and even if you’d just known him for three years it seemed as if he’d been with you from the very beginning, as if you’d been through it all together.

you had been infatuated since you first saw him. he was pretty. so pretty. his hair was so soft and silky. his smile was kind and warm. and his eyes. oh darlings, his eyes. they were like pools of honey and when they sun rays kissed them they looked like bars of gold. they could have literally been bars of gold, for he truly was golden. 

golden child, golden man, golden lover. it was almost as if he was created by gods to love. he made everyone around him happy. at least he tried. it used to be the other way round. however much people tried he stayed unsatisfied. it was never enough for him. until he met you. 

you pleased him, completely. when he was with you it was as if he’d eaten an course meal, he wasn’t starving, he wasn’t craving, he wasn’t being gluttonous for once. because with you his happiness was abundant. his laughs would ring and bounce off the walls in your apartment and they wouldn’t falter until deep into the night. 

you weren’t his first but it really felt like it to him. because when he fell he fell hard. so hard it broke him. you were breaking him, again. 

“maybe it’s because i don’t trust you.” his voice was quiet and wavering. he didn’t mean it to be so weak but that’s what happens when he tell the truth. he didn’t want to let you down, that would have broken him even more but he owed it to himself and to you. the truth is always painful in one way or another. 

just like your love. your love for him is true. was true. but it stung you every time. it cut into you so unbearably. 

your favourite memories were with him. you think back to your seventh date. yes you kept track of them. how you’d gone to the arcade and just played at maimai murasaki under the fluorescent lights. how you’d gone up to the karaoke lounge to sing cheesy love songs to each other and dance with those ridiculous maracas he’d rented. and you went back down to the cinema to watch a couple fall in love onscreen, while you fell for each other too. how you had the best night of your entire life. you couldn’t even remember another night where you had so much fun. 

it was almost like he had drowned your own individual life. it was only you and him. you couldn’t imagine it any other way. but you’d have to start soon. it wasn’t meant to be. 

he wasn’t your first boyfriend but it sure felt like he was. you couldn’t even remember your other partners. were you even sure you had any? were you so delusional that you made up a lie? were you always with him? it seemed that way. so maybe it was.

“if we can’t even trust each other…” you sighed and looked at him. he wasn’t crying, nor were you. “maybe we shouldn’t be together.”

you loved him, you did. but not anymore.