#haikyuu x blind reader

[asena-graywolf]

I wrote deaf reader with Kuro before, and now i write blind reader with Aone

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Hero Who I Can’t See

You took Mai's arm and walked to where she took you. She warned you before you entered the hall she mentioned

“Watch out, there is a step in front of you”

You heeded her warning. She took your hand to take the step in front of her and made you climb

You took Mai's arm again. You realized that you entered the volleyball training hall from the ball and squeaking sounds you heard around you.

“More power to you,guys!” he called to the volleyball team of Dateko, who was training.

“We have a guest today. Her name is y/n. Our families have camaraderie. We are childhood friends. We hadn't seen each other in a while, so I wanted to introduce you while she was here.”

While some of the men in the hall were fascinated by your beauty, others found your blank stares very strange. But you were not aware of any of this.

Mai released your arm. You couldn't walk around the hall, but as you could tell from the voices, the people Mai wanted to introduce you to were just a few steps away.

Seeing you walking with outstretched hands to look around, Kamasaki and Futakuchi were whispering among themselves.

"Can't she see?" he whispered softly to Kamasaki

"Didn't you notice she took Mai's arm on the way here?" Kamasaki replied in the same way.

As you walked, you suddenly felt like you had bumped into something as hard as a wall. But two strong hands held your shoulders.

“Oh!! Well…sorry” you said with a embarrassed expression

Everyone in the hall noticed Aone's surprised look at you.

"You're lucky he didn't see you, Aone," laughed Futakuchi from behind

Aone glared at Futakuchi. That was enough for Futakuchi to stop babbling.

You could recognize who the other person was by their voice and by touching their face. You raised your arms and your palms touched Aone's face. The tips of his thumb were touching Aone's forehead.

“Where are your eyebrows?” you chuckled

Everyone in the room started laughing. You ran your hands over every inch of Aone's face so you could memorize her features. Now you've written it in your mind.

Then you took a step back and talked about yourself

“I want to meet all of you. But unfortunately I can't see it. I lost my sight completely due to trachoma disease as a child. But I can get to know you better by touching your face.”

“It's an honor to meet you y/n-san,” Moniwa replied.

You met everyone by touching their faces one by one and wrote down their facial features in your memory.

Everyone was pleased to meet you. They also did not see the visual disability as an obstacle in their relationship with you. But you were supposed to be under the supervision of someone in the hall. If the thrown ball came in your direction, you wouldn't notice it.

That's why Mai sat next to you. If the ball came towards you, he would watch over you.

Although Moniwa also warned them, Kamasaki and Futakuchi did not pay much attention to the warning. The ball hit you from the first day you met. The ball moved so fast that no one, including Mai, could prevent the ball from hitting your head.

You were hurt, and you held your head with your hand.

"Hey, please just be careful!" he got up and shouted

Then Moniwa warned them a second time harshly.

“Aren't you two going to become wiser? The ball hit the girl from day one! Is it too hard to play a little bit carefully?”

“Sorry y/n-chan,” Futakuchi said shyly.

"I’m sorry y/n-chan," said Kamasaki as well.

Mai approached you and looked where the ball came from.

"Are you ok? Did it hurt?"

“A little” you replied

“Looks like it's going to swell”

Mai asked Aone, who was standing near

“Aone, could you get ice?”

Aone nodded and brought ice from the freezer in the living room. You heard their steps coming towards you and extended your hand to take the ice.

You were extending your hand in a completely different direction and you were not aware of it. Aone gently placed the ice in your palms. You felt the coldness of the ice in your palms and you took it and put it where the ball hit

"Are you ok?" asked Aone.

You heard your voice for the first time

You answered briefly, “Yes”

Moniwa also came close and apologized to you on their behalf.

“You don't mind them, y/n-chan. Unfortunately, they don't listen to reason."

"No problem. I'm sorry, Moniwa-kun, for causing you trouble."

“Oh no way! You are our guest” he said politely and generously.

At the end of the training, Mai escorted you home. You took the subway together

"How was it? Did you have some fun?" he asked you

"A lot. Even though I couldn't see what was going on around me, I still had a great time. Everyone on your team is so kind.”

“I think you're excluding Futakuchi and Kamasaki from that. Because they never sit still and their disputes never ends,” he laughed.

"Why?" you asked curiously

"I don't know. But I can say this much, if Futakuchi doesn't mess with Kamasaki, Kamasaki has nothing to do with Futakuchi."

“Usually Futakuchi initates it”

"Unfortunately. Their friction became the cliché of the team. Aone is also in the position of a fight separator”

You kept saying “Aone…” and then continued.

“This guy…he doesn't talk much, I guess. Because when I met him, he didn't say a word"

"Yes. He doesn't like to talk much. He talks whenever he feels like. That's why he surprises his teammates when he talks. But he is very kind. Although he looks like a scary bully from the outside”

"How? Does he look so scary?”

“He has a stern and serious look. Those who see him for the first time are literally sweating out of fear. But it is not at all what it seems.”

“So that's why Futakuchi “she’s lucky not to see you,” he said. But if he was really kind, I wouldn't be afraid if I could see his face."

“The reactions of people who know him for the first time are often not positive. You are the first person to think positively about him”

“You say so?”

"Yes"

You noticed how big his hand was when you shook hands with him.

“He's 1.90 tall isn't he? His hands were huge and as far as I could feel, his size was also big," you said while remembering.

“A little over 1.90. He’s the tallest player of the team and the strongest middle blocker.”

“I guessed”

From that day on, you visited the salon with Mai whenever you were available. You had become one of that team as you started to come in and out of the hall more and more.

In order not to be a burden to Mai and everyone who has accompanied you to find directions, you started using the visually impaired cane. Now you could find your direction more easily

That evening you got off the subway alone. You missed the first train and waited for the second. The area was extremely quiet. You could have been the only person on the subway. Or so you thought. You were always afraid of being alone in any place. Because when you were alone, you couldn't take care of yourself like normal people. Visual impairment was the biggest factor in this

You felt someone approaching you.

“Hey beauty! What about play blind man's buff with us?”

“No need to blindfold”

It was the voice of two young men, and it was clear that it belonged to strangers you hadn't heard before. You were getting scared and now you'd rather be alone on the subway

"Who are you! Go away or I'll call the police!”

“Oh really! In your blind state?" they laughed

“We just wanted to play a little. What were you mean?"

“I told you to get out!”

You tried to swing your cane in self-defense. But the abusers weren't at the point where you swung. Trying to attack them with your blindness had become fun for them and they started to come more and more.

“I think we will play with a real blind person”

“It will be funny”

"Don't touch me!" As you went back, your back hit someone's chest and you almost had a heart attack from fear.

But the abusers were idolized where they were.

"Dude, if we don't get out of here soon, this guy will run over us"

“Look at him! He’s like a giant”

You didn't know who the person behind you was. You thought you were cornered but that person was your savior

“Leave the lady alone!” You heard a solemn and menacing voice that sounded familiar to you.

But you couldn't make it out and couldn't remember the sound

Who are you? you said inside

“Get lost!”

You heard the harassers running away when the familiar voice gave a menacing command for the second time.

You had calmed down a bit and wanted to know who the savior was.

"Are you ok?"

You are one step closer to recognizing the voice when it asks you in the same tone and the same way

"Who are you?" you asked

“Y/n, it's Aone. Didn't you recognize my voice?"

"No. Sorry. We haven't been able to chat much with you. That's why I couldn't make a sound. If you let me touch your face, I can be convinced that you really are Aone"

Aone let you touch his face. You touched his facial features again, which you wrote in your memory. When you felt with your hand that he had no eyebrows, you were absolutely sure that it was Aone.

“It’s really you, Aone. Thank you. Really. You’re so nice person”

You touched his shoulders and lowered your hands down to his arms

You repeated "thank you so much"

"I am pleased that you are well. They didn't hurt you, did they?" asked Aone.

"No. But if you hadn't, maybe they would have hurt you."

"Don't worry. They will never dare to do such a thing again.”

Thank you, my hero that I can't see… you said inside

[aiiwa]

suna absolutely needs to see your pussy when you fuck and he’s incredibly embarrassing about it. uses the harsh light of his phone so he can watch the pad of his thumb roll your puffy clit before dipping two long digits between your silky folds. he thinks this lighting is the best cause your pussy glistens like glitter for him — his favourite is when you’re on top and he gets a nice full view of you squirting all over his cock <3

[kaslovestsuki]

!Smut HC for Tsukki!

| warnings: oral (giving), slight sir kink, mentions of breeding, and idk what else lol |

Gn! Reader btw

• Tsukishima! Loves getting a blowjob from you after a stressful day, it helps him unwind and get some stress relief. Although it doesn't stop there cause once he cums he'll want more of you. He can't help it, he blames it on you for being so "hot" and that he can't help himself.

• One time you were teasing the fuck out of him by slightly touching him through his pants, he ended up glaring at you and telling you to stop. The look he gave you was exciting but you still responded with a "Yes Sir." I guess he liked that a lot seeing as he got more red and you could see his hard on throbbing through his pants.

• If you mess with him enough then the minute you get home or behind closed doors he already has you bent over and his hands roaming your body.

• Tsukki! likes to praise you, he just wants to fuck you but make sure you know that he still loves you and he's proud of you. Although sometimes if you irritate him enough he just can't do it, so he's degrading you until he can't think of anything else to say.

EXTRA

• Tsukki! Wants to fuck you in his jersey, he loves seeing how it just loosely hangs off of your shoulder exposing your collarbone that he wants to mark up so badly.

I'm sorry if there's any spelling mistakes, I wanted to write this so bad but I can't find my own glasses lol. I'm just hoping that I actually spelled everything correctly. Also I'm open for suggestions, I'm really happy everyone has enjoyed my last writings so I'd love to write more for you guys! <3

[aeonmnei]

— “i love you,” you croon, grinning widely as you look up at hajime. his mouth is twisted into that upside-down, half-disgusted, half-amused smile, his eyebrows furrowed. “you’re so handsome.”

hajime has to look away, taking a deep breath, then shoves the laundry basket at you. “saying ‘i love you’ and complimenting me will not get you out of doing chores,” he tells you firmly, but there’s a hint of laughter in it. 

you frown, giving him a dramatic huff as you take the basket. “fine. i won’t say ‘i love you’ or compliment you, then,” you reply seriously, not meaning a single word. 

hajime freezes, looking down at you, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. “now i know you don’t mean that, angel,” he says, his voice low. 

he’s just standing there, looking at you a bit worriedly, and you can’t keep the haughty look on your face any longer. you burst into laughter. “no, baby, i don’t,” you manage to say through fits of giggles. “i don’t mean it at all.”

hajime purses his lips, glancing away as he tries not to smile. “that’s what i thought,” he says finally, leaning down to press a kiss between your eyebrows, his hand resting lightly on the back of your neck. “so say it to me again.”

“okay, okay. i love you,” you say, still giggling as he gives you another kiss, this time on your cheek. “you’re the handsomest man in the world.”

you can feel him smiling into the kiss he places on the corner of your mouth, his thumb stroking behind your ear. “and i know you didn’t think i was joking. i saw the look on your face, haji,” you tease.

he rolls his eyes, giving you one last peck on the lips before gently patting the nape of your neck and standing up straight. “whatever,” he mumbles, taking the laundry basket back and bumping your hip as he walks away. “i love you, too.”

[hikari-writes]

If there's one trope i have a hard time imagining oikawa tooru being in, its best friend to lovers 🤔🤔

LIKE??? I always imagine tooru being the type who would never think of his best friend as anything more once he established that they're his best friend???

He would sometimes (a lot of times actually-) jokingly flirt with you but even then those are strictly platonic. People would see the both of you and think, ah yes, oikawa being annoying, nothing new there.

But just because i said i have a hard time imagining it, doesn't mean i hate it nor i can't imagine it at all. Quite the opposite actually. I find tooru in this trope to be quite fascinating.

Hear me out here okay?

Oikawa Tooru, who has been friends with you for god knows how long. The one who has been by your side through your every ups and downs, comforting you when you're sad, sharing your happy moments together, cheering you up to get your minds off of things that upset you.

Oikawa Tooru, who will literally drive how many hours to your house as soon as he knew you had a shitty week or if you had a failed relationship. The one who will, without fail, blackmail the person who made you feel like that and destroy them inside out.

Oikawa Tooru, who loves your smile more than anything in this world, and hates to see your tears more than anything in this world.

Oikawa Tooru, who finds his heart fluttering when you mentioned how lucky you were to have him by your side, or when you snuggled closer to him because of how comfortable it was and him finding his heart going up to his throat at the close proximity between you two.

Oikawa Tooru, who finds you so endearing and only wishes to hold you in his arms for as long as he can and pepper you with kisses and whisper i love yous into your ear.

Oh?

Are these feelings normal for him to have towards his best friend? The one who he’s spent years and most of his time hanging out with? No matter how you look at it, his feelings for you are definitely not just of a friend’s. 

Oikawa Tooru, who is only now realizing his feelings for you. How long has he been feeling this way? Probably way longer than he’d like to admit. Way, way longer.

Oikawa Tooru, who has fallen so helplessly in love with you, his best friend, but at the same time is unable to say it out loud in fear of ruining what you two have currently. He who fears the idea of getting rejected by his best friend, and never being able to show his face around you ever again.

Oikawa Tooru, who now finds the thin line that differentiates a friend and a lover so easy to cross, yet so hard. He has to consider what you feel towards him. It's all too risky no matter how simple it looks.

Maybe he'll move on from you one day. Or maybe he won't. But for now, he'll settle for the best friend title as long as he gets to stay by your side. And maybe, just maybe, holds a single, tiny bit of hope, that you would see him. Not as your best friend, but as something else. Something more affectionate and something more intimate. Something that's less platonic.

Until that day come however, he'll just have to accept his fate of being in love with his best friend, aka you.

Haha queued post again im so seory 😭🙏 i rlly said: today we contradicting ourself to make us look more like a clown yea 🤡 have a hard time imagining it then practically vmits out a whole ass imagines 🙄 but neways i had fun!! Writing for tooru is always such a pleasure i love him/p!!! Also this is totally so much longer than i anticipated im soery the idea was too good--

[theogonies]

♡ BLIND DATE MATCHUP FOR @natdu ♡

THE DATE

for your blind date, you'll be heading to a local thrift store! you and your date both have a creative streak that makes checking out new styles fun for the both of you, and it's hard to run out of conversation material when you're surrounded by goofy clothing and bizarre knickknacks.

THE PAIRING

for your blind date, i've paired you with asahi!

the energy at first would be pretty chilled out for both of you. even if you're nervous going in, considering you're both pretty introverted, i think that asahi would be comforted by your warm personality and return it in favor. he's a very perceptive and considerate guy like that. plus, while he's pretty mellow and easygoing, it's not like he's any stranger to dealing with quirky personalities, so it's easy to feel comfortable being yourself around him.

asahi's got it all: he's big and athletic, obviously, but he also has an eye for fashion (and art in general) and he's in touch enough with his emotions to be honest about how nervous he's feeling and how into you he is without it getting to be too much for a first date. he really admires your interest in mental health, too!! having dealt with so much anxiety in his life, he's fully aware of how important it is.

he's pretty formal and chivalrous from the moment you meet, to the extent that it can be a little old fashioned. touch is DEFINITELY one of his love languages but i doubt he'd take it further than hand holding at first (or maybe a reassuring arm around your shoulder, considering how much taller he is!). also he 100% offers to drive/walk you home at the end of the day.

THE PLAYLIST

thanks for the request !! i hope you enjoy and have a lovely valentine's day xoxo

[mercuriians]

connect (with you)

synopsis ☆ kuroo’s walls come down after the game with karasuno.

content info — some hurt/comfort with our beloved nekoma captain because he deserves all the love in the world 🙏 SPOILERS for the dumpster battle movie so beware. reader is mentioned to be kenma’s sister a few times.

author’s note — just wanna say hi to the haikyuu fandom :) hope u enjoy this short drabble i wrote, i’ll probably make it look pretty later. lmk if you wanna see more kuroo x kozume!reader in the future.

your lips are on kuroo’s before the locker room door even has a chance to close. his skin is soft and familiar, his kiss eager yet vulnerable. something compels you to reach up, circling your arms around his neck as you pull him closer, tighter, until you’re sure that his warmth has become your own. the sound of his breathing is the only thing keeping you tethered to the ground as your mouths meet again and again. no words need to be spoken.

after years of being together, and even more years of being friends, you know tetsurou like the back of your hand. as if he’s perpetually been woven into your spirit, etched into your heart since the day he moved into the house next to you and your brother’s.

you know that the cheery grin he shot his teammates, the reverent bow he gave to the crowd, and the meaningful hug he shared with daichi at the end of the match were all borne out of three things—his sworn responsibilities as the captain, his earnest respect for karasuno, and the addictive rush of adrenaline.

the moment he left behind the arena’s blinding lights, though, the high seemed to wear off.

yet an aching feeling stayed with him.

when you pour your heart out on the court and play until your muscles feel like they’re on fire, when you devote hours of your precious time towards practicing—towards smoothening out every crack within your blocks, every blemish within your serves, every falter within your receives—and when you imagine the game countless numbers of times in your head until it feels like a memory, there’s a certain type of pain you feel when it’s all over. it’s a sadness that’s inevitable, and yet one that stings so profoundly and uniquely that it becomes a bittersweet moment you’re bound to remember for the rest of your life.

just one more second, one more chance— you think to yourself in a flurry of desperation. because as foolishly selfish as it sounds, nobody ever truly wants the game to end.

that feeling of wanting to remain frozen in the experience is something you yourself are all too familiar with. volleyball, after all, was what gave birth to the connection you now so deeply share with tetsurou.

you suppose that’s why you’re able to pinpoint the exact moment his shoulders start to shake.

pulling away from the kiss, you feel your heart plummet into your stomach before you can even see the tears trickling down his face. something you’ve come to learn about tetsurou is that he rarely ever cries, so when he does, it only makes the sight that much more impactful. wordlessly, you pull him into you once more.

the way your arms firmly, comfortingly wrap around his tall figure conveys a simple but invaluable message that resonates throughout the empty room— “i’m not letting you go.”

quietly, he sobs. you let him.

you barely notice your nekoma jacket becoming damp with his tears. when his crying slowly starts to recede, you break the silence, voice soft and tender. “you were amazing out there, tetsurou,” you whisper. “and there’s three things i want to thank you for.”

withdrawing by the tiniest sliver, just enough so he can meet your patient gaze, your boyfriend tilts his head slightly in the way he always does. his fingers subconsciously trace patterns across the small of your back. “what are they, baby?” his voice is quiet and a little hoarse. really, it’s a miracle that you manage to block out your own shadows of sadness.

“one,” you whisper, fingers reaching out to gently wipe away his tears, “thank you for being the best captain this team could ever ask for.”

“two,” you continue, leaning in to kiss away the tears that remain, before a small smile pulls at the corners of your lips, “thank you for helping my brother fall in love with volleyball.”

“and three,” you breathe out, your vulnerable gaze meeting his own, lips inching towards his once more, “thank you for being as strong as you’ve been, and for carrying the world’s burden on your shoulders when none of us could.”

when you finish your heartfelt confession, tetsurou’s hazel eyes glaze over with a fresh wave of tears—this time, however, it’s for an entirely different reason.

and this time, he’s the one that kisses you first.

[hatsukeii]

heyyy could I get an extra sweet latte? Btw Iwaizumi from Haikyuu REALLY caught my eye^^

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golden / iwaizumi hajime x reader

ingredient(s): fluff!! so much fluff!!! domestic iwa strikes again<3 established relationship, timeskip!

disclaimer(s): nothing! gn reader too, so so so safe:)

wc: ~0.7k

drink profile: lazy mornings, soft touches, sunlight through the blinds

Golden skin, golden daylight, golden mornings. At around 6am, Iwaizumi Hajime stirs awake to the songs of morning robins. One begins with a singular note, before four, seven, twenty more join in a choir of chirps. Something shifts against his front, ever so warm, ever so sluggish. Eyes half-lidded, his hands find solace in twisted cotton around his fingers, and the fabric seems to respond with another push against his chest, this time accompanied by a strained hum.

"Did they wake you?"

"You did, Haji."

You are a light sleeper, in every sense of the word. Iwaizumi knows the jolts in your slumber, and the hitches in your breath that always come right after, has seen the way your nose twitches on early mornings, when the bed shifts and he gets up for work, has learned to stay still as undisturbed waters in sleep. Now, he feels bad, but not too bad, not when you're shuffling and turning towards his front, burying your head into his chest. Golden ribbons of light weave through the gaps in his translucent blinds, painting decorations into your messied hair, then spilling onto your skin, as if the daylight cannot bear to contain itself to just one area of your being.

"...m'sorry, didn't mean to wake you too."

When you smile into his chest, Iwaizumi feels it against his shirt like the first breath of morning air, when the dew has barely settled in, and the smells of the night linger in traces of cold. His hands crawl beneath the cotton of your shirt, fingers eager to trace over every inch of your figure, painted in a halo of marigold by the rising sun. He relishes in the way the skin of your waist glides across his palm, and you’re close, fuck, you’re so, so close. He can only find it in himself to dread the notion that this will, eventually, end.

"Mmm...it's okay."

Stretching the hem of your shirt, he pushes the fabric down your bicep, and presses his lips into your shoulder. Your skin smells of his sheets as he peppers kisses along your skin, up, and up, and up. Along your neck, your jaw, over the shell of your ear, anywhere the sunglow finds itself settling on. The shiver that elicits from your body when his lips brush against the fleshy lobe of your ear makes Iwaizumi aware of your hands, that hold the back of his head, fingers running through his spiky hair. He hums into your temple when he reaches it, and you sink further into his chest in response.

"Wanna sleep like this? Can you breathe?"

"Mhm...it's good."

His chest tenses, bubbles of contentment sinking from Iwaizumi's throat to his heart. Retracting a hand from beneath your shirt, he swipes your messied hair from your eyes, before cupping your jaw with his palm, drawing circles into your cheek with his thumb. The white walls of Iwaizumi's room are painted vermillion by the dawn, a momentary sanctuary that holds his world in a stagnant embrace as sunlight crawls above the horizon in beams of pink and gold, and the air fills with the warmth of day. You hook your arms around his waist, pushing his shirt up just enough to expose his bare skin. Your face is pressed against his shirt, hidden in his chest as soft snores occupy the millimeters between your bodies, and Iwaizumi realises that you have, once again, fallen asleep.

The daylight begins to change as the sun pushes itself into the sky, his golden sanctuary returning to its usual white walls. The song of robins continues again outside, but this time, it is distant enough to be ignored by your sleeping figure. His tired eyes watch your chest rise and fall, and you are the last bit of gold that remains within Iwaizumi's grasp, contained in the palms of his hands, and the cover of his blanket over your body. Iwaizumi thinks he'll hold it like this forever, through the golden mornings, and silver nights too.

barista's note:

short n sweet one for today! i wasn't sure what prompt you wanted with it so i just went and picked one that i was vibing with LOLOL i didn't stretch it out because i intended for this to be an in the moment type of thing and just wanted to craft it until i was happy with how it looks in my head. not that much interaction because sleepy mornings = no dialogue = no action unless morning sex which is not! what i was going for BUT i hope you enjoy your drink anyways!!

tags: @chuuya-brainrot @akaakeis @catsoupki @hiraethwa @bakery-anon @fiannee @bailey-reeds @kongkhoi @wyrcan @laughingfcx @kuroppiii

ok store is closing shop for tonight it's like! very late love u all see u soon bye bye

[withloveajaxx]

forgetting your wallet

𓂅 genre: childe, diluc, zhongli, xiao x gn! reader

𓂅 warnings: none

𓂅 summary: how they react when you go shopping and tell then you forgot your wallet

𓂅 note: eyyy it's rich boys ft. zhongli n xiao 😎 anyways as you can see below,,, there's going to be other version of this fic featuring different fandoms/characters i've been thinking about writing for for a while now!! i hope it won't be weird seeing me post something other than genshin content 💀 if you think i should make separate blogs for separate fandoms just lmk hehe. ALSO!! got inspo from those couple vids of "telling my bf i forgot my wallet" trend on tiktok :"D. OKAY ENOUGH OF MY RAMBLING PLS ENJOY THIS FIC N HAVE A GREAT DAY MWAH 🫶

[VALORANT VER.] [HAIKYUU!! VER.]

CHILDE

literally offended™️ like what? what do you mean you expected him to let you pay for shit?

the moment you enter a clothing store, he's looking at you with a completely lovesick gaze, watching as you scan through the various clothing items.

willingly holds the shopping basket for you as you pick out an item or two, turning them to check their prices.

he sees you reach in your bag, eventually frowning and putting the items back. he's confused at first, catching your wrist before you can hang the clothes back on the rack.

"why're you putting them back? they'd look so good on you," he comments, a puzzled frown making its way to his face.

"i forgot my wallet," you admit sheepishly, giving him a bashful smile. "it's fine though. i'll come back and–"

"you expected me to let you pay?" he asks in disbelief, jaw comically dropping to the floor. you don't even get the chance to get a word in before he's snatching those clothes for you and stuffing them in the basket.

"you're unbelievable." he scoffs in an exaggerated and lighthearted manner before gesturing to the rest of the store with a nod of his head. "just get whatever you want, babe. don't worry about anything."

"are you sure?" you ask doubtfully, looking around the rest of the store with a barely concealed look of desire.

"mhm. go wild." childe chuckles, pecking your forehead and nodding in response. the blinding smile and little fashion show you gave him afterwards was all he would have ever asked for in return.

DILUC

poor man is so confused when you start putting the things in your shopping cart back on the shelves :((

he was so entertained seeing you grab all the goodies you wanted and dumping them into the cart.

he's looking at you with concern when you stop in the middle of the aisle to check your bag, a growing frown on your face as your eyebrows furrow in confusion.

"what's wrong darling?" he asks, placing a hand on the small of your back to give you some reassurance. "are you looking for something?"

"my wallet..." you sighs and close your bag, looking at the mountain of stuff in your cart with a disappointed pout. "i forgot it somewhere at home."

he's frozen in both confusion and shock when you slowly start returning items to their rightful places on the shelves. "i'll just get them some other time, i guess."

now it's diluc's turn to furrow his brows. he's literally right in front of you???? he can and will pay for anything???

"oh, darling," he coos gently, placing whatever he could recall you getting back into the cart. "i can pay for it. you don't need to worry about such things."

"thank you diluc," you smile, standing on your toes to place a grateful kiss to his cheek. "i promise i'll repay you some time."

"no need, dearest." he sends you a smile that has your heart squeezing almost painfully in adoration for the man before you. "you're happiness is all that matters."

ZHONGLI

okay i know this man doesn't have much money, but i can pretty much guarantee you that you're getting whatever you lay your eyes on.

you're looking through a small trinkets kiosk with some of the cutest accessories you've ever seen.

zhongli admires the trinkets along with you, smiling as you pick up some pieces of jewelry to try them on.

"that looks wonderful on you, dear," he compliments you fondly, admiring how exquisite a particular bracelet looked on your wrist.

thankfully, the bracelet wasn't made out of any expensive materials so it was rather affordable, and you could easily get it for yourself.

however, as you rummage your bag for your wallet, it's unfortunately nowhere to be found.

zhongli, ever the observant, already noticed the troubled look on your face. he's connected the dots by now so this man is bringing out his own wallet. "let me, my love." he starts looking through his wallet for some spare coins and any bills he can find.

you grab onto his coat sleeve in an attempt to stop him from paying on your behalf. "zhongli, i can't let you–" he's already handed a stack of coins and a single bill in payment before you can even finish your sentence.

"nonsense, dear." he pats the bracelet on your wrist. "it's my pleasure to buy something that looks simply stunning on you."

he brings your hand up to his lips to kiss it lovingly before linking your arms together once more. "if there is anything else that catches your eye, do let me pay for it. it would be my greatest honor to spoil you."

XIAO

he's far less lovey-dovey and physically affectionate compared to the other men mentioned above, but rest assured he'll get whatever you want <3

he doesn't really like being in a crowded space with tons of people, so when you go shopping he's more quiet.

of course he's helping you by carrying the basket and giving you his opinions when you ask for it, but that's about all he does.

he's still as observant as ever though, so when he sees you putting the stuff you wanted back in their places with an upset expression, he knows something's off.

"why're you putting them back?" he asks, brows furrowing in slight confusion.

"i don't have money to pay for it right now. i left my wallet somewhere," you explain sadly, putting the last of your items on the shelf.

he simply hums in understanding before going back to being quiet. he doesn't immediately do something but you'll see how much he loves you later on.

"why don't you go back to the car?" he hands you the keys, and gestures to the basket filled with the rest of the stuff he's getting for himself. "maybe your wallet's in there. you go look while i pay for my stuff."

you agree and by the time you've searched all over the car, xiao is back with numerous bags. you were still upset about your wallet so you didn't get to notice the oddly numerous amount of bags before hopping into the car and letting xiao drive you both home.

however when you get home, he hands you literally everything you were eyeing, his expression soft. "i can pay for stuff. don't be afraid to ask me. i can't say no to you," he reminds you, the tip of his ears blushing red at both his admission and the happy smile you give him that makes his heart pound in affection.

© withloveajaxx 2022. please do not copy, plagarize, or translate in any way.

[lizzy06]

Haikyuu! Karasuno Fic Recs!! (Tumblr/AO3/Wattpad)

Haikyuu! Fic Rec Masterlist

KARASUNO

Shoyou Hinata x Reader

Tobio Kageyama x Reader

Tsukishima kei x Reader

Yamaguchi Tadashi x Reader

Sawamura Daichi x Reader

Sugawara Koushi x Reader

Tanaka Ryuunosuke x Reader

Nishinoya Yu x Reader

 Azumane Asahi x Reader

Ennoshita Chikara x Reader

THE BLIND DATING SHOW: Slide to Unlock Love by liillyliilly (oneshot, fluff, comedy)She given the chance to appear on a blind dating show, but the catch here is… she'll be blind dating 10 guys based solely on their phones. Who will she end up with? Who does she eliminate first? Will she regret making an elimination too hastily?

No Pairing(Wholesome shit)

gonna stand by you by meregalaxiesandgods(oneshot, yamaguchi as captain and kageyama as vice captain) Five times Kageyama defended his teammates, and one time they defended him. [COMPLETED]

Saturday Night Sendai by renaissance (oneshot, birthday, humor)Two teams, one restaurant. What could possibly go wrong? [COMPLETED]

The MSBY Tryouts by Nicini (oneshot, Team bonding, fluff, humor, manga spoiler)In which the MSBY Black Jackals react to Hinata's application for their tryouts. [COMPLETED]

and they never really leave us by skittidyne (oneshot, fluff)Karasuno doesn't need official cheerleaders with the group they've earned. [COMPLETED]

Cute Hurt Kageyama Tobio by Ghostnic (oneshot, groupchat, fluff, hurt/comfort, humor) Like most things in Kageyama’s life, it was stupid Hinata’s fault. [COMPLETED]

Focus by Concerned_Brown_Bread(oneshot, hurt/comfort, angst)Kageyama comes across a post from Kitagawa Daiichi, and he spirals downward. [COMPLETE]

5 Times the Team Helped Hinata and 1 Time He Helped Himself by Phoenixoinotheodark (sunshine hinata) The team is a family and family always helps each other out. 5 times the team helped Hinata, and the 1 time he helped himself. [COMPLETED]

Below Destiny by volleyball_crow (fluff , crack, oneshot)The one in which Daichi tries to ambush Ennoshita to give him a suitably emotional speech about the joys of captainship, and Ennoshita will have absolutely none of it, definitely not, not even if you payed me, thank you very much. [COMPLETED]

Crumbling Foundations by Captain_hughes_Zu, ToshiChan (hurt/comfort, hostage situation, suspense)Things like this didn't happen in Karasuno. It was just a school. Learning, making friends, taking exams and playing volleyball. Lots of volleyball. So it was really nothing out of the ordinary for the team to be in the gym on a simple Monday morning, training away. But two men walking into the gym with guns, one demanding to take his son? That wasn't ordinary, not at all... [COMPLETED]

A Split-Second of Violence by maychorian (fluff)Hinata is loud. Hinata is annoying. Hinata is also passionate and sunny and bright, and so full of joyful energy that he brings out the best in everyone around him, even if they occasionally want to slap his head to make him shut up for awhile. When a split second of violence threatens to take all of this away, Karasuno responds with a fury. [COMPLETED]

Long sleeves by starfishmuffin (oneshot, hurt/comfort, siblings)Miwa wants to give Kageyama a haircut, it escalates into a breakdown on a bathroom floor. OR The kageyama siblings have some unresolved childhood trauma and they talk (cry) through it.

[droaxa]

the villainesses scheme

✧ tags: yandere haikyuu male leads x villainess reader

✧ warnings: yandere behavior (later on), reader hits her head

✧ a/n: hi guys guess who’s back!! i love the isekai trope where the mc gets reborn a few years before their death and i needed to put my own lil’ twist on it! i’d love to turn this into something longer (like a series or something) so give me your thoughts!! my recent haikyuu obsession led to this one lol, inspired by: the male leads were stolen by an extra

You were a loser, well not exactly. You had a pretty stable job and a nice flat but lacked one major component in your life: friends. But it’s not like you were antisocial! Moving to a new city just a few months ago, you had been busy with moving in and didn’t exactly have enough time to make friends.

Besides you were preoccupied with your favorite web comic of all time: Flower of the Estate! A commoner girl that has three noble men falling for her? This girl really had some crazy cha(rizz)ma. You weren’t really into harem type stories but wow did it keep you coming back to see what happened.

It was another late night reading Flower of the Estate when you decided to head to the kitchen to get some snacks to keep you fueled. However, when you turned to retreat back you slipped on spilled water near the sink and hit your head on the granite counter! You mentally curse yourself for not cleaning it up as you drift into a deep slumber.

When you open your eyes and the lights blind you, quickly slapping a hand over your face you shoot up. Registering the soft plush beneath you you opened your eyes, when did you get in bed? Looking around your jaw drops, who the hell put you in a room like this! The whole room was illuminated by sunlight peaking behind the luxurious navy drapes and you gasped at the sheer size and extravagance of the bedroom. You were… in a castle?

Jumping off the bed you immediately fell to your knees with a thud. How long had you been out for that your legs were this weak? You push yourself up and stumble to the mirror on a vanity next to the bed. The satin fabric of your night gown fell to the ground, revealing the length that had been bunched up while you were sleeping.

In the mirror, the first thing you see is (e/c) eyes and a face eerily similar to yours. It was your face and body for sure but the state of it wasn’t, your hands were usually rough and your knees were scarred from playing as a child but now both were smooth and even. Then your eyes feel on a crest engraved onto the top of the vanity and your heart dropped.

The beautiful family crest of a black fox protected by two swords was a prevalent symbol in Flower of the Estate. It was the crest of the villainess. You, (y/n) Aleria, were the cruel villainess of the story, waking up here and looking like this had no other explanation. To see if it was true you quickly pushed the sleeve of your left arm up, on the wrist was a faint birthmark. A scar in the shape of a half moon, your fate was sealed. You fall back on the bed. ‘Shit.’

You were official the villainess of Flower of the Estate, who bullies the main character, get thrown out of high society, and then dies. You knew the path that the villainess followed and the actions she took, did that mean you could avoid facing the same death as her as well? The first mistake that she had committed that set her on the path of destruction was her bullying of the main character.

The villainess was notorious for her extravagant lifestyle and cruel manner, she didn’t have anyone close to her and the book never showed her point of view. You knew the basics about her but who was (y/n) — really? Was she really just jealous of the commoner girl that had managed to outshine her or was it deeper than that?

No matter why she behaved that way, you knew that following on her footsteps would only lead you to doom. You needed a game plan, plus you read enough reincarnation manga to know what basic things to avoid as the villainess.

Love Interests and Relations:

Tooru Oikawa - Childhood love (One sided) and (y/n)’s main obsession

Tobio Kageyama - Royal knight who pledged their loyalty to (y/n)

Ushijima Wakatoshi - Esteemed scholar who ended up being (y/n)’s tutor for a short period of time

Ok… this would a little harder than you thought. Why were all the love interests involved with the villainess anyway? Oikawa could be avoided easily enough, you just needed to distance yourself from him and considering that Oikawa was keen on getting rid of you. If you remembered correctly he was rather annoyed by the villainess who would cling to his side like a lost puppy. As for Ushijima, you knew that he would only be your tutor for a month, then leave your care to meet the main character who he would eventually fall in love with. Kageyama would be the hardest to get rid of compared to the other two, he would be around the villainesses the longest and somehow fall in love with her. However much like the others, he would fall in love with the female lead and leave (y/n) to be with her, withdrawing his pledge to be by her side.

Ugh. This is going to be a headache isn’t it?

[dira333]

A plush for a lover - Oikawa x Reader

Angsty fluff, trying something new

Haikyuu taglist: @lees-chaotic-brain

"Oh," Tooru pauses at the little display behind the Couch, "You've got plushies."

"Yes, I..." You're obviously flustered by his comment, yet you did not put them away before he came over, "They mean a lot to me."

"Really?" He picks one up, admires its soft fur and cute features, "It fits, you know?"

"You think so?" You step a little closer, your warmth seeping into him. Is he allowed to pull you in? Or would that be too forward of him?

"Yeah." He turns the plush so that you're face to face. "It's cute. Like you."

-

"I don't have to put it up," he claims, but your smile tells him that you don't believe him. Okay, fine, he wants his trophies where people can actually see them. So what? He worked hard for them.

"We could put them on Display over there," you gesture toward the wall. "So that everyone can see them when they walk in."

"Next to the plushies?" He asks and you halt, only for a second, but it's there, he saw it.

"I wasn't..." You start but he tuts as gently as he can.

"Nonsense. They've been a part of your life longer than I am. Not that I'm jealous or anything..." You giggle and he can't help but join. "But you should showcase them. They mean a lot to you, right?"

"Yeah." You fiddle with the hem of your shirt, an unusual sign of shyness.

"You never sleep with them, though," Tooru can't help but comment. "Why is that?"

"Oh, I do..." You confess, face turned away, "But only when I feel lonely."

-

He's not surprised to find you curled up when he gets home. He's even less surprised to find you hugging a certain plush. It reminds you of your mom, you told him once, because it used to belong to her.

Tooru lets you sleep, knows you need it. It's never easy to have a loved one in the hospital, even less when you're too far away to help in the way you want to.

"Hey," he mumbles softly when he sees you blink an hour later, "I made you something to eat."

"Did someone call?" You ask, voice raspy from sleep and emotions.

"No." His hand cards through your hair, trying to take the anxiety from you in any way possible. "But no news is good news too, right?"

-

The Missus: Hey, I'm on my way home, what do you want for Dinner?

Tooru❤: Shit, sorry, I had my phone on silent. I only got out of training now. Did you wait up?

The Missus: Honey, Hajime called to ask about our next trip. Can you call me back?

The Missus: Hey, I'm sure you're training hard. Don't forget to eat.

The Missus: Love you, going to bed now. Sleep tight.

...

Tooru barely manages to catch the door before it falls shut. The apartment is dark and the cars driving by give barely any light. He finds the light switch blind, a testament to too many nights spent coming home late. Something's wrong, but he can't really put a finger on it as he slips out of his shoes, hangs his jacket where it belongs.

He's tired and hungry, but too tired to eat. Still, he prepares a protein shake, watches the hands of the clock above the TV move as he drinks.

In a minute, he will get ready for bed. In a minute, he will slip into the bedroom as quietly as he can. But he needs a break, just for a second, where he doesn't have to think.

His eyes move around the room, looking for the one thing that's out of order, the one thing that keeps bugging him.

The plants are where they're supposed to be. Even the throw blankets are perfectly folded and placed away. He switches to his trophies, counts the numbers, and - there it is. The ugly little stuffed pig he won you at a festival, a sweet little fellow you named "Oinkawa" and called your favorite - it's gone.

He puts his half-empty shake down and tiptoes toward the bedroom. His heart thuds awkwardly in his chest as if it knows how guilty it should feel.

But when he opens the door, allows a sliver of light to fall in, you're not curled up around a certain pig. You're stretched out, back turned to his side, his own sheets untouched. It looks so foreign, all of a sudden like he's only just realizing that this isn't how it's supposed to be.

He opens the door a little more, eyes widening when he spots a lump on the floor. Oinkawa, he finds, hasn't made it into bed. Or he has, but the little pig has tried to make its escape... only to get hurt on the way.

Tooru picks up the plush. He wonders when you've last had to sleep with it. Was it during his last away game? No, that was last season and you told him on the phone each night that you were cuddling one of his shirts. Was it- He thinks of you, curled up around your mother's plush, and his throat closes up.

This isn't how it's supposed to be.

"Baby?" He asks, his voice a fragile thing in the dark room. You don't move.

"Baby?" He asks again, a little louder this time, grasping for your body. You wake with a shudder and a groan.

"Tooru?" You ask, confusion audible in your voice. "What's going on?"

"Don't leave me, okay?" He begs, "I'm an idiot, but I love you."

He presses his face against your neck and you, merciful as you are, pull him in. Maybe in the morning, you will cry, when the fog of sleep has lifted.

But as for now he gladly takes everything that you're willing to give.

my Kofi if you want to tip me

[seiwas]

masterlist

・・・・・ this is the masterlist for my one year anniversary collab event! minors dni. links to each fic/art will be updated as they come; if you're interested in joining, you can check out this post for the guidelines! this masterlist will stop updating on july 25, 2025.

fics

boku no hero academia

ꕤ bakugo katsuki

feelings left unspoken by @peachsukii # fluff fluff fluff. just how katsuki acts in love. sfw. summary: bakugo’s hidden love language is touch. any and every kind. hand holding, arm slung around your waist, hand at the small of your back, ankles hooked under a table, etc.

[title tba] by 🌱 # early relationship katsuki summary: tba

untitled by @gfguren # f!reader, pro-hero!bakugo, hurt/comfort, established quirk, strangers to friends(?) to lovers summary: bakugou likes to think he knows everything, can handle just about anything that's thrown his way with flying colors and then some. so why can't he figure out this tug in his chest, or the upset in his stomach whenever you come around lately? you with your stupid quirk and all your stinkin' audacity. who do you think you are to figure him out with one little touch, one measly brush of your fingers against his anyways?

ꕤ todoroki shouto

[title tba] by @withclawandvine # sfw, established relationship summary: tba

haikyuu

ꕤ iwaizumi hajime

[title tba] by @merumis # tba summary: you’re not unfamiliar with a regretful hookup, but last night’s might just make the top of your list. still, you and iwa planned this roadtrip to see your friends months ago—surely things won’t be different. so why does he keep looking at you like that? and why is his cold water bottle always against the back of your neck?

ꕤ kuroo tetsurou

[title tba] by @tetzoro # sfw ; tooth rotting fluff ᡣ𐭩 summary: kuroo tetsuro has spent his whole life looking after others. it’s something that came naturally to him, as simple as breathing. it never fails to catch him off guard when he finds you doing the same for him and yet, he can’t help but melt under your tender care.

ꕤ ojiro aran

he's not subtle! by @noosayog # gn!reader, sfw, fluff summary: maybe he’s not one for over-the-top declarations, but it’s all the same when he makes it this obvious.

ꕤ sakusa kiyoomi

love me from your point of view by @irisintheafterglow # pro player!sakusa x rockstar!reader, strangers to lovers, secret relationship, character study, angst/fluff, sfw summary: you teach sakusa kiyoomi how to love, in spite of the cameras and the gossip.

jujutsu kaisen

ꕤ fushiguro megumi

[title tba] by @raven-cincaide # sfw summary: tba

ꕤ fushiguro toji

untitled by @cuntcure # nsfw, fluff, morning sex, very domestic and soft! summary: most mornings, you are only partially roused to a place just beyond being fully awake and coherent.

[title tba] by @pmpmyread # f!reader, mostly fluff, with suggestive themes and implied/non-graphic smut summary: tba

ꕤ gojo satoru

i won’t come back to you broken (i’ve been away too long) by @kissxcore # sfw, blind!gojo, angst probably, jjk spoilers summary: in which you prove to gojo that every part of him is loveable, even without his eyes.

and five more by @mieiri # gn!reader, fluff fluff fluff! summary: boyfie! satoru sleeps on your shoulder. you think about him in the meantime.

ꕤ nanami kento

[title tba] by @selarina # sfw, anniversaries summary: tba

the ghost of u by @em1e # a little bit of angst, sfw. summary: the intimacy of sharing music.

ꕤ sukuna

[title tba] by @miss-cincaide # nsfw summary: tba

wind breaker

ꕤ hiragi toma

bloom by @melon-fodder # sfw, 'shedding' as little signs of your partner being in your space summary: over time you fill hiragi’s heart and home with little pieces of yourself.

ꕤ togame jo

[title tba] by @shinuko # tba summary: tba

art

jujutsu kaisen

ꕤ gojo satoru

romantic encounter by @mididoodles # gn!reader, sfw description: cat!gojo and bunny!reader cuddling/sleeping.

ꕤ nanami kento

[title tba] by @mididoodles # selfship, fluff description: tba

thank you for participating, and enjoy!

[anime-fan-05]

マスターリスト

Started: 10th September 2023

Last update: 1st November 2024

Total works: 83

My rules are here. Please, read them before asking me.

♥️: fluff

⚡: angst (my angst are never too violent or sad and they usually have a happy ending)

Sailor Moon

Nothing yet

Inazuma Eleven

Headcanons

With a reader like Roxy (Endou, Gouenji, Kidou, Kazemaru and Fubuki) ♥️

Mermaid Melody

Nothing yet

Hunter x Hunter

Headcanons

Nicknames (Gon, Killua, Kurapika and Leorio) ♥️

Ships

Sweet (KilluGon) ♥️

Nana

Headcanons

Boyfriend headcanons: Shin ♥️, Nobu ♥️, Ren ♥️, Takumi ♥️, Nobu and Shin part 2 ♥️, Yasu ♥️

With a legendary singer who's very connected with her singing partner (Nobu, Shin and Yasu) ♥️

Jealousy (Nobu, Shin, Yasu, Ren and Takumi) ♥️

Cuddling (Nobu, Shin, Yasu, Ren and Takumi) ♥️

With their crush (Nobu, Shin, Yasu, Ren and Takumi) ♥️

Boat's capsizing during your cruise (Nobu, Shin and Yasu) ♥️

With an idol reader (Nana) ♥️

With a professional dancer (Nobu, Shin and Yasu) ♥️

With a J-pop idol reader (Nobu, Shin and Yasu) ♥️

With Nana's younger sibling but totally different from her (1st part) (Shin) ♥️

With a very famous singer and dancer, chill and kinda flirty in public but actually shy and sweet reader (Nobu, Shin, Yasu, Ren and Takumi) ♥️

With an autistic reader (Nana) ♥️

Celebrating their birthday (Shin and Reira) ♥️

Scenarios

Wait, you're what?! (2nd part) (Shin) ♥️

Oneshots

Blindness (Takagi Yasushi x reader) ♥️

My Hero Academia

Headcanons

Receiving a kiss on the cheek from their crush as thanks (Midoriya, Bakugo, Shoto, Mirio, Tamaki and Hawks) ♥️

Kimetsu no Yaiba

Headcanons

Calling them 'handsome' 1st part (Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Genya and Yoriichi) ♥️

Calling them 'handsome' 2nd part (Giyuu, Kyojuro, Sanemi and Muichiro) ♥️

Calling them 'handsome' 3rd part (Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza and Gyutaro) ♥️

With a reader like Stitch (Muzan, Kokushibo and Akaza) ♥️

Calling them by their first name 1st part (Tanjiro, Giyuu, Kyojuro, Sanemi and Muichiro) ♥️

Calling them by their first name 2nd part (Obanai and Tengen) ♥️

Boyfriend headcanons: Muzan ♥️

With a young admirer (Obanai) ♥️

Falling asleep on them (Tanjiro, male Shinobu, male Mitsuri, Kokushibo and Akaza) ♥️

Scenarios

Cheater? (Muzan, Kokushibo, Douma and Akaza) ♥️⚡

Assassination Classroom

Headcanons

With a VKei singer reader (Karma and Itona) ♥️

Oneshots

Sick (Isogai Yuuma x reader) ♥️

Fullmetal Alchemist

Nothing yet

Haikyuu!!

Headcanons

Break up prank (Hinata, Kageyama, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Sawamura, Sugawara and Azumane) ♥️

Getting a girlfriend (Kenma) ♥️

Proposal and marriage (Kenma) ♥️

With a short reader 1st part (Hinata, Kageyama, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi and Nishinoya) ♥️

With a short reader 2nd part (Oikawa, Kuroo, Lev, Tendou, Goshiki and Atsumu) ♥️

Scenarios

Is that my jersey? (Kageyama, Sugawara, Oikawa, Kenma and Akaashi) ♥️

Akatsuki no Yona

Headcanons

Cupping their cheeks (Kija, Shin-Ah, Jae-Ha and Zeno) ♥️

SFW alphabet: Hak ♥️

Scenarios

Sleeping together 1st part (Kija, Shin-Ah, Jae-Ha and Zeno) ♥️

Sleeping together 2nd part (Hak, Yoon and Soo-Won) ♥️

Oneshots

Together (Shin-Ah x reader) ♥️

You weren't the right one (Hak x reader) ♥️⚡

Yu Yu Hakusho

Headcanons

Calling them 'handsome' (Yusuke, Kazuma, Kurama and Hiei) ♥️

With a reader who thinks they're funny (Yusuke, Kurama and Hiei) ♥️

With a very feminine reader (Yusuke, Kazuma, Kurama, Hiei and Koenma) ♥️

SFW alphabet: Kurama ♥️

Oneshots

Three times (Jin x reader) ♥️

Big proposal (Jin x reader) ♥️

Terrible day... but maybe not that much! (Jin x reader) ♥️

Attack on Titan

Headcanons

With a small reader (Eren, Armin, Levi and Jean) ♥️

Hugging them for the first time (Reiner, Bertholdt, Porko, Zeke, Colt and Falco) ♥️

General headcanons with OCs: 1 ♥️, 2 ♥️, 3 ♥️, 4 ♥️, 5 ♥️, 6 ♥️, 7 ♥️, 8 ♥️

Sweet domestic life's scene (Eren, Armin, Reiner, Bertholdt and Falco) ♥️

My children are titan shifters?! (Eren, Armin, Reiner, Bertholdt and Falco) ♥️

Kamisama Kiss

Nothing yet

Code Geass

Scenarios

First kiss (Lelouch, Suzaku, male Kallen and male Cornelia) ♥️

Ouran HighSchool Host Club

Headcanons

Finding out their crush is being bullied by their fans (Tamaki, Kyoya, Hikaru, Kaoru, Honey and Mori) ♥️

Naruto

Scenarios

First kiss 1st part (Naruto, Sasuke, Sai and Shikamaru) ♥️

First kiss 2nd part (Gaara, Kakashi, Obito and Itachi) ♥️

Oneshots

Forever (Madara x reader) ♥️⚡

I'll always stay with you (Naruto x reader) ♥️⚡

Death Note

Nothing yet

Blue Lock

Headcanons

Dating them includes... (Isagi, Bachira, Chigiri, Nagi, Reo, Rin and Sae) ♥️

Nanatsu no Taizai

Nothing yet

Jujutsu Kaisen

Headcanons

Being called 'darling' by their crush 1st part (Itadori, Fushiguro, male Nobara, Inumaki and Okkotsu) ♥️

Being called 'darling' by their crush 2nd part (male Maki, male Mai, Gojou and Getou) ♥️

Playing with their hair 1st part (Itadori, Fushiguro, male Nobara, Inumaki and Okkotsu) ♥️

Playing with their hair 2nd part (male Maki, male Mai, Gojou and Getou) ♥️

Oneshots

Cat called? Not when I'm around! (Inumaki x reader) ♥️

Watashi no Shiawase na Kekkon

Headcanons

With a sweet, shy and awkward reader who has difficulty communicating (male Miyo, Kiyoka, Kouji, Kazushi and Arata): crush ♥️ and boyfriend headcanons ♥️

Marriage (Arata) ♥️

Children (Arata) ♥️

Pharaoh's Concubine

Nothing yet

Sabaku no Harem

Nothing yet

Tokyo Ghoul

Nothing yet

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Harry Potter

Future Malfoy | Draco Malfoy x Reader

Secret Santa | Draco Malfoy x Reader

Memories of Us | Draco Malfoy x Reader

Becoming Mrs. Potter | James Potter x Reader

The Flirting Mishap | James Potter x Reader

Too Much Love and Fire Whiskey | Albus Potter x Scorpius Malfoy

A Very Happy New Year | Albus Potter x Scorpius Malfoy

Baked With Love | Albus Potter x Scorpius Malfoy

Checking You Out | Albus Potter x Scorpius Malfoy

Photo Booth | Albus Potter x Scorpius Malfoy

Anyone Else Isn’t You | James Potter x Regulus Black

Rivals To Lovers | Regulus Black x Reader

Hazbin Hotel

My Darling | Alastor x Reader

Static | Alastor x Reader

Broken Radio | Alastor x Reader

Matchmaker | Alastor x Reader

On The Air | Human Alastor x Reader

Well Aren’t You A Charmer | Alastor x Reader

All Bark No Bite | Alastor x Reader

Fallen Angel | Alastor x Reader

The Adventures of Alastor Cat

Origins | The Radio Demon’s Origin Story

Outlaws | Alastor x OC - Bonnie and Clyde AU

Twist of Fate | Alastor x Reader x Lucifer

Eternally Yours | Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

Forbidden | Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

Best Friends Brother | Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

Drunken Confessions | Vox x Reader

Nighttime Routine | Vox x Reader

Hauntingly Beautiful | Vox x OC x Alastor

Low Power Mode | Vox x Reader

Screen Time | Vox x Reader

Good Luck Babe | Lute x Reader

Offline | Velvette x Reader

Blind Date | Velvette x Reader

Unexpected Attraction | Esme Luciano x Reader (Hazbin OC x Reader)

Helluva Boss

Star Crossed Lovers | Stolas Goetia x Reader

Death Note

Mrs. Lawliet | L Lawliet x Reader

Unexplainable Feelings | L Lawliet x Reader

Persona 5

Café Au Lait | Akira Kurusu x Reader

Spy x Family

Reunited | Loid Forger x Reader

Haikyuu

Partners | Oikawa Tooru x Reader

Scream

A Twisted Romance | Billy Loomis x Reader

Five Nights at Freddy’s

An Enlightening Investigation | Mike Schmidt x Reader

Gravity Falls

Pining For The Pines | Ford Pines x Reader x Stan Pines

Helping Hand | Ford Pines x Reader

Out Of This World | Ford Pines x OC

Black Butler

Long Lost Sister | Sebastian Michaelis x OC

[eunseoksimp]

Solace ; Lee Sohee

Pairings: Bf!Sohee x Gf!Reader

Genre: angst

Description: the struggles of trying to connect with someone who is deeply guarded and emotionally unavailable.

Warnings: reference to depression, suicidal thoughts, swearing.

solace [noun] : ‘comfort or consolation in a time of distress or sadness.

a/n: a very depressing true story, except he didn’t stay with me lol (not that he had to.)

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lee sohee doesn’t know why you’re so distant.

ever since he first met you, a forlorn look continually swimming in your irises, he knew it would be hard to get you to open up.

you were almost pitiful, a broken girl, the idea of happiness a foreign feeling, something that had long since ceased to exist in your life.

there was barely anyone around you, your solitude only affirming your sorry state. what did sohee see in you?

love had blinded him of course, ‘i can fix her, ‘it’s probably only because we’re not close, ‘she’ll open up with time.’

words that used to provide him with comfort, with the rope of hope that he would cling onto, using it to anchor him whilst simultaneously moving forward.

it took a long time for you to even speak to him. often he would approach you, wide smile on his face, trying to strike up conversation. and you would just look up at him wide-eyed, slow blinking as if he was speaking a foreign language.

his friends thought he was crazy; why was he so determined to get you to open up to him? to say something?

there was something unspoken between the two of you, that he was sure others wouldn’t be able to get, but he did.

so even though there was no real gain on his part, he would show up everyday, ignoring the looks you would give him.

he would flash you the same wide-toothed grin, sitting a little too close for comfort as he continued to try and probe further and further into your life.

‘what’s your favourite colour?’

‘black.’

‘why do you always have your headphones on?’

‘because.’

‘the weather’s nice today, isn’t it. i heard that by the afternoon it’s going to be really warm.’

‘nice.’

it was always one worded answers with you, short and brief, like you didn’t have the energy to expand further. but despite this, a part of you became accustomed to his presence, constantly following you around, seemingly unfazed by your cold exterior.

‘i feel like he’s around everyday,’ your friend minjeong commented, pointing in the direction of the boy who had just left after spending the last minute explaining his favourite anime to you. haikyuu, your favourite one too.

you shrugged in response, going back to playing with the charm on your bracelet and she raised an eyebrow at you.

‘i’m just surprised you haven’t told him to fuck off yet, that’s all.’

‘he’d probably come around regardless,’ you answered, but that wasn’t the full truth.

in the weeks he had spent hovering around, there was a warm sense of familiarity, a part of your day that you were slowly growing to enjoy. what new thing would he gush about? what part of your appearance would he compliment?

would it be your raven tresses, falling messing around your face? or the new industrial piercing that had occupied the upper part of your ear.

‘your style kind of reminds me of wednesday addams you know, but a little cooler of course,’ referring to your choice of wearing various shades of black.

needless to say, he was starting to grow on you. and that explained why after not seeing him for three days, you were the one seeking him out for the first time since you two had ever met.

he was shocked to see you, shuffling awkwardly on your feet, twirling the ring on your index finger as you mumbled something he couldn’t quite hear, his friends staring in amusement.

‘i said, i thought you died or something. but clearly you’re um - very much alive so..’ unable to bare the embarrassment anymore you turn on your heels but he’s quick to grab you by the elbow.

‘so you missed me?’ there was that smile again, and you sighed, because you knew it was doomed.

perhaps if you had heeded the alarm bells ringing in your head, or pushed him away, chiding him about how ridiculous he was being, maybe things wouldn’t have turned out the way it was now.

sohee, after finally seeing a sliver of hope, that the possibility of you returning his feelings were not as slim, was determined to make you his.

you resisted at first, but clearly not enough. he was too charming, saying all the right words, doing all the right things.

‘you’re going to hurt him,’ the small voice in your head didn’t give up, so you pushed even harder, but he was resistant.

‘i don’t know why you’re fighting it, just let me in,’ he put a hand over where your heart resided, drawing closer and closer. you had lost this battle.

and after three drawn out months, sohee was able to call you his. yet that title seemed to only have meaning ceremoniously.

he wasn’t expecting the relationship to be smooth sailing, that there was clearly something that you were painfully holding on, allowing to reside within you.

but you were his girlfriend, which meant he would always be there for you. he wouldn’t rush you, of course, but he would let you know that you could talk to him about it when you were ready, that he was here to listen to you.

it all seemed in vain. he cared about you, enough to worry about what would make you wake up breaking into cold sweats, or the reason why your eyes were sometimes red and puffy whenever you would meet up.

it was like he was in a relationship with a brick wall. on dates you hardly looked excited, you could go some days without hearing from him and not even bat an eyelid.

but what tipped everything over the edge was the crying. he hated knowing that clearly something was bothering you, eating at you from the inside, and he felt helpless just cradling you in his arms.

what could he do to make it better? what would make his love devoid of such bitter grief?

he figured all he could do was ask, he couldn’t venture into a place he wasn’t given permission to enter.

‘i’m fine just drop it,’ you weren’t even looking at him, picking at some fluff that had fallen on his couch.

sohee sighed, running his fingers through his hair in frustration. it was the same thing each time. watching your tearful figure, desperate to help, but he would be met with the same generic response.

‘you’re clearly not fine if you’re crying.’

you said nothing, fingers still fixated in the same spot, acting as if you couldn’t hear him. the tick of the clock hanging above the television was starting to sound incessant, mirroring the thumping of his heart.

‘please, why won’t you talk to me?’ he tried again, a little more desperate to delve into what was making you so miserable.

‘for fucks sake sohee, leave it alone,’ you snapped, already on your feet, and he didn’t have the strength to stop you. he didn’t want to argue with you anymore, to add on to the insurmountable amount of stress you seemed to be under.

‘i think i should go,’ you swallowed the lump in your throat, gulping once, then twice before taking a shaky breath. you weren’t okay, that much was obvious.

and he hated that. he weakly reached his hand out, a silent plea for you to stay, to free him from his misery. but you didn’t.

you leaned down until you were close enough to his face, kissing every mole that dotted his cheek. and then you left.

he watched you leave, sinking further into the couch, head thrown back as he silently stares at the ceiling, fighting off tears himself.

he just wanted to connect with someone he cared about, to make you feel safe enough to speak to him, to let him know what troubled you.

but you had put up emotional barriers, preventing you from truly opening up. no matter how much he pleaded for access to your heart, expressing his confusion over the reasons for the distance and wariness, you wouldn’t budge.

you spent most of your time living in your own head, like you weren’t even present, and it made him feel like he was on edge. he was barely scratching the surface of your emotional inner life, barely fitting for a significant other.

it was a complex dilemma, one which caused him to lay awake at night, contemplating what was right.

his attempts to reach out to you were always met with resistance. he knew that the distance was unintentional, that whatever had caused you to be this way had completely taken over your being.

but he wondered why it always felt like you were at war, explosive, ruthless, painful. anton had told him many times that it was not his job to get someone to open up, that a big part of relationships was healthy communication.

‘i don’t think you guys are right for each other.’

surely there was a less heartbreaking solution for your problem. something that wouldn’t tear his heart to pieces. he felt a strong desire to keep showing up, even though you never responded in the way he wanted you to.

so he’s rushing over to your house after the second day of no replies from you, ready to repeat the harsh cycle.

knocking once, then twice, he steps back, just wanting to see your face again, to know that you’re alright, to hold you in his arms.

and when the door is finally pulled open, and you poke your head around the corner, his face immediately falls at the state of you.

mascara streamed down your cheeks, the tip of your nose is red, mirroring your bloodshot eyes. he felt his heart shatter, knowing that the girl he loved was suffering so much.

‘now is not a good time,’ you sniffled, half ready to shut him out, like you always did, but his will was stronger as he held the door open, making his way inside.

‘sohee i’m serious, i’m not in the mood.’

he ignored you, waiting till he was in your living room, nostrils flaring, heart racing as he turned to you.

‘why? why do you do this to yourself, to me?’ he’s on the verge of breaking down. he just couldn’t understand why you couldn’t just let him in, practically begging for your emotional intimacy.

‘i don’t know what you’re talking about,’ you’re avoiding his eyes again, and frustration builds up inside of him.

‘are you always like this? do you keep your thoughts and feelings locked away from everyone or is it just me?’ he’s confused over your wall building tendencies. was it something to do with him? was it something he could fix?’

‘well excuse me for not wanting to come to you everytime i’m feeling sad. what would be the point of that?’ you’re combative, defensive, even though you knew that it was a character flaw of yours.

your life had progressed without having anyone reliable to depend on, not until you met minjeong, your one and only friend. human beings were evil, preying on your insecurities and vulnerabilities, and you learnt over time that some things had to be dealt with alone.

how could somebody care for you when you couldn’t even care for yourself.

it wasn’t the healthiest thing to do, you knew that. but it got you through life and it was something you felt would stick with you throughout it all.

you knew if you told sohee how you really felt, about the dark thoughts that plagued your mind, then he might be able to offer some relief. but maybe that was the part that scared you, letting go of the rapport that you had built with your depression, that had slowly morphed into a part of your identity.

you didn’t know how to let it go, and maybe you didn’t want to.

‘but you’re supposed to come to me when you’re sad, when you feel like you’re upset and just want to break down. you’re supposed to talk about your feelings, not bottle them up.’

‘ what are you, my therapist?’

‘no i’m you’re fucking boyfriend. seriously what’s my purpose in this relationship if my own girlfriend can’t even talk to me,’ he bites his lip, suppressing his tears because it’s not about him right now.

‘then maybe we shouldn’t have one. this relationship, maybe it was over before it started. i’m sorry,’ you still refuse to look at him, already ready to walk away and it pains him.

‘you’re doing it again. refusing to talk about the issue and distancing from me. please, i just need you to speak to me,’ his legs give in, hunched over on the cold floor, water splashing onto the ground, quiet sobs leaving his lips.

‘so what do you want? for me to tell you how much i think of dying? how ready i am to embrace it with open arms? about how much displeasure i feel when i just open my fucking eyes every morning? or how about the fact that despite all of that, i’m too fucking scared to do it. because what if it fails? then i’m stuck in this shitty life. every day is about enduring, just getting through another shitty day for another shitty life, without purpose, without meaning, without passion. sohee i’m so fucking tired of it all-‘

you're in his arms before you can even finish your sentence, his shoulders still rising and falling, possibly more sorrowful than you as he clings onto you, weeping as he pulls you in closer, until you are practically one body.

but it’s not like you’re doing any better. you weren’t even aware it was possible to spill any more tears, giving you had exhausted your water reserve just minutes before he arrived. but here you were, shedding tears again. only this time, it was his arms you were wrapped in.

you never truly got it, what made sohee so patient, so fixated on knowing more about you. there were no ulterior motives behind his actions, just a genuine desire to be closer to you.

it was a hard pill to swallow, that maybe out of the tens of people that had caused you to become this way, that one boy was willing to tear it all down. he was determined to tear down your whole belief system, to challenge your way of thinking, hurting himself in the process.

but why?

as if he could hear you, he lifts his head, fingers delicately moving strands of hair out of your eyes and tucking them behind your ear, hand still cupping your face.

‘i don’t want to be in your way you know. i never want to hurt you, i just want to be the shoulder you cry on. i want you to let me know, whether things are good or bad. i want to be in your world, even if it means dealing with your fears and anxieties,’ it was a heartfelt plea to his lover, to let him be the one she found solace in.

you were not okay, truthfully, and you both knew it. it wasn’t something that would magically heal itself, but to sohee you were worth it all. he didn’t care what he had to go through, as long as he could draw you near.

he knew you were scared, because he was too. but he wanted to face love together, because he only wanted to feel it with you.