#but its saturday 🧍‍♀️

[girl-dot-tzt]

THESE GARTERS ARE SUO CUTE 😫🙏

[leejinkie]

icb im awake looll

[daisynik7]

Hi can I have nanami with a reader who has severe daddy issues(self projection at its finest🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️)

cw: romance and smut

Author’s Note: Hi nonnie! Thank you for this request, I hope I did it justice! Let me know what you think!

You meet Nanami for the first time at a bar one Saturday night. Or maybe it’s a Friday night. The details are fuzzy, mostly because all you can focus on is the warmth of his tongue inside your mouth. The delicate graze of his hand on your cheek. The faint taste of liquor on your lips as he kisses you against the front door. You’re both tipsy, enough to loosen your inhibitions, not enough to regret what you’re about to do. 

He goes home with you tonight. It’s not supposed to be special. Another run of the mill one night stand, something you’re familiar with. One of the few things you have control over. It’s always just sex, nothing more. You’re not a commitment type of person. There’s not a man out in this world that you can trust anymore, not after the issues you inherited from your shitty childhood. Life is easier being alone, only having yourself to worry about. It’s better. 

You can admit, though, that he’s a fantastic kisser. He moves his mouth against yours so seamlessly, even in the pitch black of your apartment. You guide him deeper into your home, leading him into the bedroom, where he fumbles with the wall, trying to find the switch. Before he can, you grab him, pushing him forcefully onto the bed. You don’t say it explicitly. There’s no need to, not when you’re done with him after tonight. The thing is, you don’t fuck anyone with the lights on. It’s too intimate, makes it all seem like something more than what it is. You don’t need him to see you, and you don’t need to see him. It’s better this way. 

Luckily, he doesn’t question it. He probably thinks you’re too horny and too eager to even bother with lights, and you let him believe that. With both of your clothes stripped off, him naked on top of your bed, you straddle him, positioning his hard cock at your entrance. 

“Wait,” he says.

You stay still as he stares at you, cupping your face, thumb brushing lightly against your cheekbone. The moon shines dimly through the shades of your window, barely making out your silhouettes in the dark. His eyes are open, watching you intently, gaze following your figure up and down, back up again. “You’re beautiful.”

Before he can say anything else, you sink down onto his cock. He’s an even better fuck than you expected. He bounces you easily on his lap, fucking your sweet spot until you’re unraveling above him. Body more pliant now, he repositions you flat on your stomach, pulling your hips towards the edge of the bed, where he stands. He fucks you again, doggy style, mouth biting into the pillow to mute your wanton moans. His hips thrust into you erratically, sending the both of you into a fucked-out frenzy. He pulls out, shooting his load onto your back.

He mutters an apology, blindly grabbing at the tissue box on your nightstand to clean up his mess. You ignore him, not because you’re upset, but because you have nothing else to say. In theory, this should be over. He should leave. That’s the way it always goes. You don’t like letting your hook-ups spend the night.  

It shocks you when he wraps his arms around you, spooning you from behind. You almost want to shove him off, yell at him for breaking your secret rules. But even you can admit that this feels nice. He holds you with such tenderness, despite his primal behavior just a few minutes ago. He doesn’t speak, understanding that he doesn’t need to. It’s like he’s got you figured out, or he thinks he does. You’re too spent to overanalyze it, so you let him stay.

The next morning, he offers to cook you breakfast. And sure, you could easily do it yourself. But he’s insistent on it, so you let him, watching him mosey around your kitchen, cooking perfectly scrambled eggs to go along with avocado and toast. It’s not as uncomfortable as you thought it’d be. In fact, it’s not uncomfortable at all. Maybe because he doesn’t pry into your personal life. 

Eventually, he says, “I’d like to see you again.” He sits across from you on the dining table, plate clean of the meal he just prepared.

You fold your arms over your chest, swallowing your last bite of food. “Look, Nanami. I don’t really do this. I’m not looking for a relationship.”

He copies your stance, matching your energy. “I’m not either. That’s why I think this could work out.”

“How so?”

“Two cynical people, not looking for love. Sounds like a perfect match.” The assumption doesn’t bother you because he’s correct. It also helps that he admits it about himself, too.

You scoff. “More like a disaster.” You lean back against your seat, thinking out loud. “If you’re trying to fix me, you can’t.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. I don’t need to fix someone who isn’t broken.”

You lean forward, studying him. “You don’t know anything about me. What if I hurt you?”

“I think I can take it,” he says, a small grin on his face. 

It’s silent for a few moments as you ponder his proposition. It’ll take the work out of trying to find a new boy toy to fuck every weekend. Besides, Nanami is leagues above any of the other flings you’ve had, though you’ll never admit that to him. Finally, you agree to give it a shot. You’re certain it’ll end soon anyways, what’s the harm in giving it a try? You exchange numbers, granting him free reign to contact you whenever he’s in the mood and vice versa. It feels like a business deal, especially when you shake on it, his grip firm, eyes locked on yours.

For the next couple of weeks, you and Nanami meet frequently, either at his place or yours. It’s the best sex you’ve ever had. Tonight, he eats you out through your lace panties, soaked in your slick and his saliva. His fingers slip past the fabric and inside you, curling towards your G-spot. The lights are off again; you never do it with them on. It’s a rule that he’s followed loyally, still without question. He makes you come within minutes, lips now wrapped on your swollen bud, panties stretched to the side. “You taste so good,” he muffles against your skin. “Love it when you come on my tongue.”

You giggle, fist in his hair, his soft tufts between your fingers. “You love this pussy?”

He nods, staring up at you, still lapping at your clit. “I do.”

He makes you come once more before moving up the bed, beckoning you onto his lap. This time, he reaches for the lamp, fingers on the cord, looking at you. “Can I?”

It’s the first time he asks, and surprisingly, it doesn’t catch you off guard. Without a second thought, you answer, “Yes.”

When the light turns on, you expect some type of epiphany or mental breakdown. But in all honestly, it’s none of that. Nothing really changes. It’s normal. 

Before you lower yourself onto him, he caresses your cheek, giving you the same expression he’s given you before. Eyes roaming up and down your body, indulging in this erotic sight of you on top of him. “You’re beautiful.”

He doesn’t look at you any different in the glow of the lamp light. You’re beautiful with or without it, still unbroken, perfectly imperfect, just like him. The only difference is that it’s easier to see. And while you’re exposed and bare for him, you don’t feel vulnerable. You feel safe. 

Soon after this, your little arrangement fizzles out and blossoms into something real. 

[lingy910y]

Weekly Tag Wednesday

tagged by @energievie 😎

name: ling

pronouns: she/her

what year did you graduate high school? 2024, a month ago ☠️

tell me where you live without *telling* me where you live: it has its own emoji lmao 🗽

tell me what you do for work: teacher’s aide for 4-5 yr olds for the summer

caffeine source of choice: none

do you have a skincare routine? if you count applying lotion to my face and hands before bed (if i don’t fall asleep before then) then yes

how often do you do laundry? once a week on saturdays

favorite flower: 🌷

your go-to karaoke song: i switch it up every time but i answered forever & always by taylor swift last time so let’s go with that

what kind of phone do you have? iphone 7 🧍‍♀️

do you wear contacts/glasses? glasses with golden frame like you can see in my picrews

what color is your hair right now? black forever and ever

you’ve just been handed $10,000 cash, what are you spending it on? COLLEGE AND IT’S NOT EVEN ENOUGH FOR ONE SEMESTER

how many pets do you have? none

have you ever been on a train? if the subway counts then yes i take it everyday for my job. the mta experience……..

and finally, tell me something about yourself people might be surprised to know: i can’t raise an eyebrow either (all of my muscles are glued together i swear)

tagging @deedala, @michellemisfit, @mmmichyyy, @blue-disco-lights, @heymrspatel, @sgtmickeyslaughter, @mybrainismelted, @burninface, @iansw0rld, @jademickian & @gallapiech

[faeriemarie]

I am desperately on entering the void bcuz in my place its currently saturday and my school will start this tuesday and i want to manifest that our school will start this august 30 and i still didnt have my glow up yet (even tho i said to myself that i will glow up this summer but i didnt since all i did was laying in my bed 😭😭)

actually felt. i spent my summer sleeping instead of getting ready to be super hot and sexy at school too

below is some unsolicited advice and if you don’t listen, i won’t take it personally

okay so i don’t know what you’ve been doing to enter the void or what works best for you but i’ll give you some things that usually help me (because i can’t stick to a method for more than 3 days straight)

this meditation is the bomb dot com and literally got me SOOO close. i love it so much and i highly recommend even if you suck at using them

literally just affirm “i am pure consciousness” and think about whatever random shit you want. it actually works

research how to open your chakras or do a meditation to get you in the perfect headspace for manifesting

if your shower is big enough, kneel on the ground and just affirm as the water cleanses you and some chill music plays in the background (space man by sam ryder or fly fkj remix by june marleezy are both great picks)

i also made this lovely subliminal myself and i think it’s very great because i recorded it with my own voice. there’s a theta or epsilon wave version too :))

and tbh that’s all i got man🧍‍♀️good luck tho

[starsincline]

1. ✅️My number has been verified by @gazavetters, my number on the list is ( #226 )✅️

2. Knowing from the butterfly (1153)

🔗🔗https://gofund.me/5770752d

🥺👋 Hello with sad tears, a broken heart, fear, terror and devastation

I am Tahani from the southern Gaza Strip. I have 👭🧍‍♀️3 children, Soso 7 years old and Hanan 5 years old and my husband's name is Jamil 35 years old and he lives in the besieged northern Gaza Strip🇵🇸. I appeal to the whole world to hear my voice and help me because my children ask me for the simplest things every day and I cannot provide them because my children and I do not have an income. As a mother, I depend on the availability of aid, and how long will the aid that comes to us be cut off? They ask me to play👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 like children and wear the same children's clothes. They want to dress like children all over the world, and I decided to donate on the gofund.me website to help my family🙏🙏. So far, no one has donated to these children.

And my suffering in providing firewood for the fire due to the shortage of gas due to its high price.  After this sad message, I appeal to you by God, whoever reads it and cannot help me, to publish the children’s story and the link 🔗😢

I really hope your fundraiser picks up🙏

vetted (line 226)

€955/€60000. No donations in 5 days

(My wonderful wife, the ideal mother, holds a bachelor's degree, and we have three beautiful princesses, the eldest of whom is my 7-year-old daughter Sanaa, the youngest of whom is my wonderful princess Hala, who is 2 years old, and the middle of whom is the beautiful Hanan, who is 4 years old) On the evening of Saturday 5/5/2024 at 5:00 PM. * The shelter was bombed over our heads, and I and my children survived for the second time. Then my children were exposed to extreme fear and panic * My children were screaming in fear in my ear. I suffered from a respiratory crisis from the smell of phosphorus and suffered from skin diseases due to insects and pollution, as well as psychological problems due to fear. * My children still have fear of the bombing and their separation from their father, and my life is still filled with misery in the absence of shelter, clothing, and food. * Our house was destroyed by the Israeli war machine, and all that is left for us is regret and sorrow. The most beautiful memories of my life with my children are gone. My children still ask about their belongings and their small toys, and I cannot answer their small, sad questions.

[louisarmpits]

Saturday night i thought the next day was monday so i set my alarm and kept waking up to check the time. Yesterday i knew today was monday but when i woke up the first time I’m like oh nice its sunday i can go back to sleep. 🧍‍♀️

[cerenemuxse]

The crews are 100% keeping an eye on them from a distance because who knows what kind of ideas the engines get. Some of them will even stay in their cabs, specifically the ones who would wander off and do something stupid (James and Thomas are guilty of that).

Oh and here's a list of ideas for a date:

Doing a job together

Accompanying their partner/s on their jobs when they don't have any

Going out for a stroll, side-by-side either in the early morning, mid-day, later afternoon, or evening.

Rest in the same shed and just talk about things. Probably the most random things that can come to mind.

Stargazing

Watching the sunrise/sunset

Going out in the rain

All pretty simple and repetitive but hey, they're engines. There isn't much they can do but I think they would definitely enjoy doing these things and it would result in some funny moments.

Like stargazing. They probably don't know any constellations so they just point out the shapes they see and describe them, sometimes giving a weird description. Rebecca would definitely say the weirest things, managing to get a chuckle out of Gordon. This time though, Gordon doesn't hold back. He lets it out. He's not afraid to show that he enjoys their company anymore like he initially was.

Going out in the rain was definitely a 2x5 date. I would really like to write that one out once I have written out tbe beginning to end of their friendship, the end being them getting together as a couple. I headcanon Edward enjoying the rain. There's just something soothing about it that he likes. Considering James' feelings about rain, it would make for an interesting and sweet short story. James could either idle by in a spot where he won't get wet with Edward right next to him just sitting there or follow him around if he sees that he's straying too far away. He'll willingly tolerate the rain though if it meant seeing Edward peaceful and happy for a while, especially after a long day of hardwork.

Though Thomas was initially reluctant in SLotLT, he began spending time with Ryan over night. Started off as a bit of an apology for being rude in the first place, but over time, it became a friendly thing. Sleepovers basically. :D Staying over at a friend's shed is very common on Sodor. Hell, ask the 15 engines who squeeze into Tidmouth Shed every Saturday, a roundhouse with 11 spots only. Back to them though, when they got together, this continued being a normal thing. What I failed to mention is that Thomas sleep-whistles (he developed it shortly after his 1960 rebuild), similar to how he does in "Calling All Engines." While most engines had to get used to it for a couple of weeks or months (Tidmouth and Ffarquhar), Ryan didn't mind. He got used to it very quickly because, in his words, "At least I know Thomas is still there." Daisy would say otherwise-

Don't have anything for Thomas and Ashima. The farthest I've gone as of right now for the timelines is 2017 (yippee-ky-yay bruh) and at that point, its a long-distance friendship developing into a relationship. :v so for now, the dates are the letters. B]

Molly and Duck is a bit of challenging one because I haven't done much with them. I haven't figured them out. :v I just have that Duck wasn't the nicest engine to James after the accident, especially because Molly was in the shed when it happened. 🧍‍♀️ (She came out traumatized but she wasn't injured, dw.) She was one of Duck's first friends, along with Percy, Edward, Emily, Thomas, and Toby. Basically anyone who wasn't part of the Strike Trio. I like to think that its pretty casual and simple between the two. They stroll along The Little Western (though Molly has to be careful considering how big she is), specifically the coast line since Duck has a love for the ocean and boats to my understanding. The summer is prime time to catch sight of many boats on the coast, which is when they visit more often. Whenever Duck ends up doing shunting duties at Tidmouth Yards, Molly will stay behind, provide company, and help out if Duck accepts the offer that is. xP

Thinking about all the dates the engines can go on. <3 (50/50 for the humor and cuteness because they probably don't know how engines would go on a date)

[pinkuberii]

- Feeding ducks with Zhongli HC's -

Tw: none

A/N: my requests are open 😙✌️

This is very rushed tho oml-

It was a misty Saturday morning when you two decided to take a walk

That walk lead the both of you two to the nearest lake – which was currently full of joyous ducks that were swimming around.

Yes ducks because they’re cute, have y’all seen duck videos? You guys should watch duck videos 🧍‍♀️

Therapy? Expensive Ducks? Free

aNYWHO- 🤺

Feeding ducks with ur mans hell yes 😩✨

As you stood right in front of the unimaginary border between the land and water, you couldn’t do anything but excitedly gaze at the white fuzzy animals as a smile found its way to your lips. Wishing that you could give them food during the chilly winter days.

“I would like to feed them,” you mumbled while examining the behavior of the ducks.

“Oh? I think I have some bird seed with me from yesterday,” the man replied as he began to rummage in his bag.

Spoilers: he did have the bird seed- 😳

Carefully, his hands removed the elastic which was tightly secured around the plastic packaging to prevent the seeds from spilling out.

“Open your hand, dearest,” Zhongli requested, making you extend and open your hand in a heartbeat. The little beads and seeds then dropping deliberately onto your waiting hand.

“Thank you!” Was the only thing you enthused before rushing over to the fuzzy animals, grabbing their attention by the hasty waving of your free hand.

Congrats they’re coming get ready y/n-

Quackity quack quack it’s like a whole army- 🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆🦆

Without startling them, you crouched down and extended the seed-filled hand towards the group while unclenching your fist so they could take a peek on what’s in it.

And that’s the exact moment when your hand got attacked by a bunch of duck bills. 👉👈

But hey you’re feeding ducks that’s adorable-

Me when??????? 😔🤚

Okay no but you were lowkey struggling now-

That’s when husb- Zhongli decided to join you with the feeding

What a gentleman <3333333

Tardily, the tall man crouched next to you, not even leaving some space between the two of you while taking a handful of forage himself – holding the said hand forth for the animals to eat from. “There you go,” he muttered under his breath.

Wow look at you two cuties,,,,

Little did you know that he was actually admiring your cheery smile instead of looking at the ducks

“They ate them all. Zhongli, can you pass me the bag?” You asked whilst turning your head around to take a peek at him. (E/c) colored eyes immediately getting locked with a pair of glistering amber ones that were expressing nothing but love and adoration.

Boom he got caught hehehe

“Hmm?” he hummed questioningly.

“The bag with the food, dear. Besides, were you staring at me?” An eyebrow rose out of confusion as you waited for his answer.

The man chuckled in amusement while putting more seeds and beads onto your agape hands. “Pardon me, I wasn’t staring. I was simply admiring your smile.”

Wow sIR-

A bashful smile was plastered across your cute face while turning your gaze to the ducks out of shyness. His innocent comment lingering in your mind longer than it should.

It’s ok y/n I’m flustered as well

Ur lips on top of mine nOW- 🤬

[sesshoumarusama]

when its Saturday and the clock hits 5 PM in where i live, my body just autopilots to go to my room, opening my laptop and navigate to Bilibili... only to realize (after a good minute) there won't be any new Yashahime episode today 🧍‍♀️my player paused at the right time tho 😂

[louismygf]

thank u for the tag @letthisbeyourgreatest <3

1. The song you GOT on the first listen:

WRITTEN ALL OVER YOUR FACE!!!!!!!!!!!! goddd the instrumentals, right off the bat was super super good, it Got me interested immediately— and Then. AND THEN suddenly it's "hey~ babe~ 🧍‍♀️ <- me but on the fucking floor they should just make an emoji of a guy passed out on the floor. people died ok,, aside from her, Out Of My System pretty much grabbed me by the neck on the first listen

2. Your favourite song SONICALLY:

Lucky Again..., i also. Got her on the first listen 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 im just unhealthily Obsessed with this song. like. fr im not kidding. it's been playing in my brain non-stop ever since i first heard it. i also really like how Headline sounds, the second voice in the chorus! chefs kiss !!! && Angels Fly too :>

3. Your favourite song LYRICALLY:

Holding on to Heartache, tbh w you, i loved the sonic of this one first (so catchy, it's single-worthy) but i couldnt understand what he was saying in the verses/bridge...😭 so i was kinda just humming them,, when the lyrics were finally released, it was just. wow, his pen man. like the growth in songwriting is crazy. i Love. the concept of this song, and the way he describes everything is so vivid to me. also... Lucky Again (again!!) 😞 sorry im so biased towards her shes been my answer for half of these questions 😭 Saturdays lyrics are Really good too. love the imagery.

4. The grower:

sibwawc is the obvious answer but im choosing violence and going with........ 🫣 Saturdays 😁 tee hee,, idk..., like on the first listen i wasn't really feeling it, and like. i did expect it to be <a song where you're supposed to wait for the beat to drop> after the first chorus,, it felt too slow ✋️😭 maybe im just an impatient person. it did!!! grow on me, ok! it didn't even take that many listens (when the lyrics dropped and i could finally sing along with him- i think that's when it solidified its place in my heart) singing along adds to the drama of it yk, like u can feel it more......., i love saturdays now ok....!!! sibwawc is getting there too probably just give it time shjdjjd

5. Kiss / Marry / Fuck 3 songs of your choice:

Kiss: All This Time (my darling baby girl... i fucking love louis' vocals in this), & That's the Way Love Goes (who am i for denying her a kiss)

Marry: Lucky Again

Fuck: Written All Over Your Face (oh, everybody wants her!!!!)

that was definitely not 3 songs but we move !

6. The song you claimed when the album was announced:

i claimed tracks 2, 8, 13 and 14 so in the deluxe that's waoyf, ooms, common people, and angels fly (standard: waoyf, ooms, all this time, and ttwlg). i literally just claimed tracks 13 and 14 bc i was manifesting an album with more than 12 songs even before it was announced so u can thank me for that !!!!!!!

tagging @firstsummer @percyslwt @loubule & @louisgf <3 feel free to ignore !! 🫶🏽

[girl-dot-tzt]

"Of course my room is messy, I am a beautiful transgender woman"

Wakin bakin on my day off is the reason I live, too muddy to mountain bike unfortunately 😑

[smolchildlevy]

~Big Hearted~

Asahi Azumane x F!Reader

Prompt: “You smile like an idiot around her.”

Warnings: pure fluff

A/N: I’ve always wanted to do one about him so here it is! so sorry it’s long- 🧍‍♀️

Some would think that someone as intimidating as Asahi wouldn’t be so sweet to someone.

Well, obviously that’s wrong. He’s just a gentle person with a kind heart.

Now, flashback to when you met him— you were at a local coffee shop early on a Saturday, trying to study for a test which was in a few days.

Cramming as much information as you can in your brain in the process, as being a third year was really stressful.

You were in the same class Asahi, Suga, and Daichi in the morning, though you never actually talked to them except a few times to ask about class.

Your head was stuck in a textbook when you hear people whispering quite loudly.

“Oh come on Asahi, just go talk to her! Now’s your chance!”

“Yeah! Chill out, it’ll be fine.”

“Fine.. I’ll go then.”

And with that you hear the sound of footsteps approaching you.

“Y/N..?” A quiet voice asks.

You turn to look at him.

“Oh! Hi Asahi, what’s up?”

“Nothing really. I-I just wanted to know if we could help each other study?”

“Sure. It’ll be good to have a study buddy anyways!”

“Yeah..” He smiled.

Suga and Daichi were snickering in the background.

They decided to text Asahi that they would be leaving, not wanting to interrupt the two of you.

You guys got to talking about your studies and upcoming test. Then after a little while, the conversation turned into talking about yourselves.

For people who haven’t talked much, you sure did click.

“So.. you play any sports?” You ask.

“Yeah, I do. I play volleyball!”

“Really?? That’s one of my favorites. I don’t play for the team, but I do practice with friends.”

“That’s really cool! What position do you play as?”

“Oh I’m a setter.”

“I’m an ace! You should set for me sometime.” It seemed like Asahi’s nervousness went away the moment he actually talked to you.

“Of course, sounds fun!”

You guys had a really nice time hanging out. After an hour, he realized he had to go.

“Well it was nice talking to you, but I have to go.” He says, looking a little sad.

“No worries! It’s alright. Oh! Here’s my number. Text me later!” You hand him a small piece of paper.

“T-thanks. Well, bye!”

“See ya!”

Asahi checks his phone. He texted both Daichi and Suga, bragging about the encounter.

You decided to go home, after packing up your things.

You kept thinking about the interaction with Asahi. It put a smile on your face. “He’s really kind..” you thought as you sit on your bed.

A notification pops up on your phone while you’re watching tv later in the day.

Unknown Number: Hi, it’s Asahi. This is Y/N, right?

Y/N: Yeah it is!

You set his name on your phone.

Asahi 🙏🏻: Alright, so how was your day?

Y/N: It’s been good, tests have been pretty stressful though.

Asahi 🙏🏻: Agreed. I’ve been keeping up with that and volleyball so it’s difficult.

Y/N: I couldn’t imagine doing both at once (￣▽￣)

Asahi 🙏🏻: Yeah, but it’s fun in its own way to me.

Y/N: Glad you think so 😊

You two texted for a while, not even realizing how late it was getting.

After a little longer, you both decide that you’ll see each other the Monday and go to sleep.

~TimeSkip to Monday morning~

You were walking to school as usual. You spotted one of your friends, and went the rest of the way there with them.

When you were going to your morning class, you could see Asahi.

“Asahi!”

“Y-yeah? Oh- good morning Y/N.”

“Morning! Ready for our first class?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” He chuckled.

You blush, but you don’t even realize it.

“Me too.” You reply, walking with him to class.

Suga and Daichi were already there. Seeing you two walking in together, they shot the brown-haired male a smirk.

He blushed a lot as he got to his seat.

“Sooo how’d it go?” Suga coos.

“Well- I got to know her more so uh that’s good.”

“Nice job.” Daichi compliments.

The teacher then walked in, and class starts.

As the days turn into weeks of the two of you talking, you both started realizing your feelings for one another.

Asahi’s two friends noticed even before he did.

Nishinoya even noticed as well, as he would bring you up a lot in conversations.

You don’t really remember when, but you and Asahi would always walk together to school, and greet each other everyday.

One day though, he forgot something on his desk in your shared class— a book.

You grabbed it, storing it in your bag for safe keeping so that when you see him, you can hand it back.

It was your last class and you suddenly remember that he has volleyball practice today.

“I’ll go to and give it back to him..” you think.

Sighing, you wait for the dismissal bell to ring.

When it does you grab the book out of your bag and march to the gym.

Calming your anxiety down, you push the doors open.

A girl with black hair sees you and approached.

“Do you need anything?” She smiles.

“I just wanted to give Asahi his book back.” You nervously laugh.

“Gotcha. He’s over there, they’re about to change so go now.”

“Thanks!”

“No problem!”

Your heart beats a little faster when you walk up to him. There was some unknown people (his team) nearby.

“Asahi! You forgot your book.” You announced anyway.

“O-oh thanks. I was wondering where it was.”

“Yeah, you left it in our class.. also— hey Suga, Daichi”

“Hi!” They say.

“Ooo is this her?” A short male whispered at Asahi.

He has brown spiky hair, with a blonde streak in it.

“Yeah..”

“I- hello, I’m Y/N” you say to the rest of them.

You meet his team. Most of them quickly notice you and Asahi talking so casually (not very normal of him to talk like that with girls lol).

He smiles more during that interaction then he does to the others in the team.

“It was nice getting to meet you guys, but I gotta head home now.”

“Awww” Tanaka and Noya complain.

“Well, stay safe Y/N!” Asahi encouraged.

“I will, bye everyone!”

“Bye!” They all say (except Tsukishima-)

And with that, you left.

“Oi Asahi!” Noya shouts at him again.

“Yeah?”

“You reeallyy like her don’t you?” He pokes at him.

“N-No I don’t! She’s just a really good friend!”

“Dude.. we see you- just admit it!” Suga grinned.

“Hmm. Fine, I do..”

“I knew it!” Daichi says.

“You finally admitted it!” Suga laughs.

“But how’d you know-“

“Really?-“ Tsukishima scoffed.

“You smile like an idiot around her.” Daichi states.

“I guess you’re right..”

Then after that little conversation, they get ready for practice.

Meanwhile, you were walking your way home, listening to (insert favorite song).

About two hours later, you were home and just got out the shower, smelling like roses with a hint of lavender.

You see that you had gotten a text.

—5:30 pm.—

Asahi 🙏🏻: Y/N, I just got out of practice! So, did you get home safely?

Y/N: Sorry, I was in the shower. But I did get home alright! Thanks for asking :)

Asahi 🙏🏻: No problem. So uh- I was wondering about something.

Y/N: Yeah?

Asahi 🙏🏻: Would you want to go get ramen with me tomorrow?

(If you don’t like ramen, just think of another food-)

Y/N: Of course! I’ll visit you at the end of your practice since I have a few things to do after school!

Asahi 🙏🏻: I’ll see you tomorrow then?

Y/N: Yup! See ya.

—Asahi 🙏🏻 and Y/N are offline—

You set your phone down next to you and can’t help but smile, thinking about how Asahi is so nice to you.

It was strange, at first you thought he would be the mean type. But, he has shown undying kindness since you got to know each other.

Now it’s time for you to go to bed. You do some skincare, and climb into your comfy bed.

Your eyes shut as you try and contain your excitement for the next day.

—TimeSkip to the afternoon of the next day—

“Where was I supposed to go- OH RIGHT THE GYM” you thought out loud.

The school was quite empty, with a few people here and there, which you passed.

After a few minutes of walking you finally entered the gym.

The boys were packing up their things.

“Oh! Y/N- hey!” Hinata waved.

“Hi” you reply.

“Y/N, you ready?” Asahi walks up to you.

“Mhm!”

With that, the two of you make your way out the gym and to the ramen place.

Meanwhile-

“Ooo do you think he’s gonna ask her out?” Noya smirked.

“If he doesn’t chicken out, yeah.” Suga answered.

You and Asahi opened the doors of the ramen place and sat at a table.

A waitress took your orders. Surprisingly, you got your food pretty quickly.

You guys were finishing your meals.

“So uhhh Y/N?”

“Hm? What’s up?”

“Ok so don’t hate me for this-“

“I could never” you stare him in the eyes.

“W-well you see.. I really like you. And I know that I’m not that good looking and-“ he frowns, with a blush on his face.

“Asahi.”

“Y-yeah?”

“I like you too..” you fiddle with your fingers.

You both sat there, blushing and not knowing what to do.

He took that chance to ask you to be his girlfriend. You of course said yes.

After you were done eating, Asahi insisted that he would pay.

You gave in, telling him that you’ll give him the money back another time.

You asked him if he wanted to walk home with you he agreed and now you were on your way.

In the middle of sauntering home, you decide to make a move.

You take his hand in yours.

His face goes as red as a tomato and yours is just as bright.

“This day went better than expected.” Asahi thinks to himself.

AHHHHHHH IM-

Sorry this man is so underrated but I love him ( ´∀｀)

Also- 50 followers?! WTF HELLO?! Thank you-