#i need more komori fics

[bokutosbabe]

Scouts Honor

a/n — i am in love with komori motoya and there is nothing more i love than a childhood best friends to lovers trope.

content — komori x fem! reader, childhood friends to lovers, slight jealousy, takes place during the time skip, fluff, suna (kinda?) hitting on reader, reader is a bit more confident than komori, komori being the cutie he is, no actual nsfw but it is briefly mentioned, i think that’s it- lmk if i missed anything! not proofread so it’s def horrible🤗

synopsis — “we’ll stay together forever!” that promise had never left komori’s mind, but when you come with him to his volleyball practice and get hit on? he’s not sure whether he wants to keep you as his childhood best friend or more.

✿.｡.“it’s true, swear, scouts honor”.｡.✿

“…we even used to take baths together! even when we were in high school!”

komori had been completely out of it, staring at you- his childhood best friend that he had brought to his practice today since you were in town. you were talking to suna and washio while everyone else was cleaning up after practice.

“huh, you took showers with her, motoya? so you’ve seen everything?”suna smirked as he finally snapped the libero out of his strange daze. “h-huh? no it’s not like that! we’re just best friends is all!”komori waved his hands around wildly as you let out a laugh at sunas , not so incorrect, assumptions.

sure, in high school the two of you had kissed and slept together — like any good best friends do when they’re both inexperienced obviously — but it had never turned into anything more than that. “awe ‘toya you’re so red! it’s not embarrassing, we showered together all the time!” you giggled as you threw your arms over komori’s neck, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before turning back to the two other players you had been talking to.

after about 20 more minutes of you chatting with suna and washio, with a few of his other teammates stopping by to say hello- everyone was ready to start headed home. you were giving a goodbye hug to washio when suna came up next to komori, elbow resting on his shoulder, “so you’re not thinking about dating her?”the sleepy eyed male asked his libero. “what? n-no,”komori answered, stomach dropping as he looked towards suna. “she’s my best friend, i don’t like her in that way.”but even he wasn’t sure if that was true. “oh, so you wouldn’t mind if i go ahead and get her number? she’s real cute.” and like a good best friend, motoya swallowed the strange feeling in his gut and gave a small nod.

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The two of you had returned to komori’s apartment a little later, Komori thinking about what he was going to make for dinner while you were talking about how ‘fun’ it was to meet his teammates. “and suna is real handsome! it’s no wonder i’ve seen a lot of people on social media talk about him!” komori felt that strange feeling in his gut again as you talked about suna, he wasn’t sure what it was- but he knew he didn’t like it. “yeah…he’s probably the most popular guy on our team.”he agreed solemnly as he stepped into the kitchen, finally deciding he was going to make your favorite tonight.

“really? i like watching you more- you’re all over the place!” you laughed, following behind him like a lost puppy. usually, komori didn’t mind being close to you- but the feeling in his stomach made him lose his mind, he wasn’t even sure what he wanted anymore.

while he was lost in his thoughts, you wrapped your arms around his waist,“‘toya…you remember that promise we made when we were little? like how we’d always be together no matter what?”you asked- of course he did, the promise never left his mind. “yeah. we made that pinky promise when you left on vacation when we were like seven.” it was silly now, but back then komori swore by it. he had hardly even hung out with anyone else that entire summer, just waiting by his bedroom window while waiting for your parents car to pull into your driveway.

“i still think it was cute for little kids to make such a serious promise.”you laugh as you look up at him, your big eyes staring at him as he turned to where his front was no longer turned away from you. komori couldn’t help but let out a laugh, “yeah but it was just a—” his words were cut short as you pressed your lips against his.

komori didn’t even have the chance to understand what was going on before you pulled away from him,“sorry! i don’t know what i was thinking! i didn’t mean-” but komori didn’t wanna hear it- both his hands grabbing your cheeks as he leaned down and kissed you. “don’t apologize…”he said in between kisses as his hands slid down to your waist. “been wantin’ this, you don’t even know.” he mumbled against your lips as you whined for more of his kisses.

the two of you were stupid in high school, all the sneaky kisses and shared intimate moments— that wasn’t things that “just friends” did. the feelings komori held for you had never truly left, maybe they were just shoved down in a place that even he didn’t want to open up.

“wait…”komori let out sharp breathes as he rests his nose against your forehead. “suna, he likes you- thinks yer cute.”he breathes out before pulling away from you. He’d never been the one that took what others wanted, he’d spent his whole childhood and high school career in his cousins shadow- and now one of his best friends wanted you in the same way he did. he wasn’t going to crush suna’s dreams and ignore his feelings.

“well i don’t like him like that.”you said simply, hand grasping at his sleeve. “yeah but-” “he’s not you, silly.” and those four words stops him in his tracks. “huh?”as if you didn’t state your feelings in the most obvious ways. “oh my gosh motoya! i love you! how else do you want me to say it?”you let out an exasperated sigh, hand on your hip.

“thank god.” he mumbled as he stepped back towards you, grabbing your face and leaning down to kiss you.

“i love you too, y/n…”

✿.｡.“You knew what you wanted and boy, you got her”.｡.✿

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first post in literally almost a year, hope i’m feeding the komori simps.

likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!!

[dilyzy]

THIIIIIISSSSSS I NEED MOREEE AYAYUI

As an ayayui enthusiast, we’re critically lacking ayayui fics in this fandom, pls guys we need MORE (at least 35447773 to be exact) writers need to get to work. Smut, fluff, angst, aus idc just feed me my ayayui 😫😫

[mrs-kodzuken]

blissful nights ⟢ kiyoomi s.

synopsis: you love the quiet nights with sakusa, but he loves them more than you could ever imagine.

other: MBSY!sakusa kiyoomi x fem!reader, fluff, no beta, cozy nights, short fic

you loved how kiyoomi loved you. it was tranquil like; it was seemingly perfect always. he didn’t love you in secret per say but he loved you quietly, intimately and deeply.

“come on honey, i need to get your make up off.” you heard your boyfriend say as he came out of the bathroom, waking you from the slumber you wanted to get.

“hnng, m’sleep omi.” you whined, keeping your eyes closed. the big light in the shared bedroom was much too bright for your eyes right now.

you both had a date night out but with it becoming colder and daylight burns quicker, you get tired when the sun goes down. that was all perfect for sakusa because he loved going to bed early with you. however, when you’re trying to sleep at seven o’clock, you become pliable at night, and it makes it harder for him to continue the shared nightly routine.

“not if you’re talking. just face towards me, and i’ll get your make up off with a wipe. i’ll clean the sheets in the morning if you don’t want to shower.” you peeked open an eye, which indefinitely had your make up remains on it. you had been rubbing them at the end of dinner with multiple yawns.

you groaned but agreed, having your boyfriend treat your face and body with care as he cleaned it for you was an amazing feeling. you knew that sakusa didn’t mind this, he didn’t mind a lot of things when it came to you. half of the time he didn’t care bending his own rules for you, showering before bed, not eating anywhere except the kitchen, etc.

he gazed at you, love filling his eyes, he couldn't help but to open his heart to you. as much as he didn't like you in the beginning, he's glad he tolerated komori telling him about his 'amazing friend'.

sakusa grabbed the makeup wipe from its case and carefully wiped your delicate face with it. he didn't do this often but on the times that he did, you loved every single second of it. he smiled at your natural features, loving your face with and without makeup, especially after he learned that makeup is inherently bad for your skin too.

you are and would always be pulchritudinous in his eyes. he didn't bear wasting a single moment not looking at you, the timeless beauty that captured his heart.

"you're so precious, love." he whispered gently, his soft motions on your face easing you to sleep. you weren't even undress yet; the uncomfortable outing dress scratched your skin unpleasantly. you knew that omi would take care of that though, so you didn't bother.

you mumbled back something incoherent as you peeked an eye open at him, glaring at the big light but small smiling at your boyfriends' face.

"i love you omi, thank you for taking care of me." you puckered your lips, silently asking for a kiss.

"i love you more, and i'd love you most if you brushed your teeth first. c'mon, out of bed for three minutes max." he instructed, rejecting your kiss.

you rolled your eyes but yawned and straightened up, you had to pee anyways.

after brushing your teeth, you opened your mouth wide, the minty smell signaling that you could have a kiss now. sakusa inspected them under the bright bathroom light, poking fun at you when he clutched his nose.

"hey! i brushed them, stop it! gimme kiss now." you tugged his shirt towards your frame, and he leaned down to give you a small kiss. his curls touched your forehead, tickling it too.

"you know omi, i'm glad we went out tonight. it's nice to connect with you after work." you wrapped your arms around his torso, he did the same, putting his chin on your head.

"i know love, we should do it more often. especially when work gets busy." he loved your warmth that you radiated, it always kept him feeling soft inside. honestly, as much as he despised the thought of public germs on your clothes that were touching him right now, he could always shower.

he didn't want to let go just yet, being like this with you was heavenly.

"okay, bedtime for me after I get changed." you glanced up at him, pressing a peck to his arm before leaving.

it was the best time of the night for the both of you. as you both settled into bed, of course after sakusa's shower, the lights became dimmed, the moonlight shining through the sheer white curtains, and the comfort of each other's embrace.

god, this was omi's favorite time of the night. holding you close and peacefully sleeping was a must as november reared around the corner.

a/n: i wanted a feel for omi, i wonder if he's a bit oc, anyways, feel free to request something! always looking forwards to writing for many characters <3

[soloroomies]

lifemate (Chapter 1/ Sakusa x f!reader)

summary: how did it all start? word count. 1.9k cw. marriage pact au, potential mature content a/n. this is my first time writing fic! hope you all enjoy this story! (♡ n pls let me know if you do enjoy them ♡) Masterlist

Every month, Motoya Komori, Sakusa Kiyoomi, and you meet up to catch up and enjoy each other's company. Surprisingly, despite the passage of time and the changes in your lives, you have managed to maintain your friendship well since high school. Your bond remains strong, bolstered by frequent chats in your group chat, where you exchange life updates.

Now you’re all in your late 20s, with you and Sakusa the same age, 27 years old, and Motoya a year older. Each of you is navigating your own unique path in life. Motoya Komori, always the cheerful one, shares his latest thoughts and plans. "Nothing much," he says with a grin, "just thinking about coaching some kids in my block." Then, he adds, "Mia thinks that’s a good idea too," his eyes light up when he talks about his wife, his smile widening. It's been a year since their wedding, and he’s never been happier. He met his wife during an open trip to Europe in his early 20s, a serendipitous encounter that changed his life forever.

Sakusa, on the other hand, often brings up his ongoing struggle with his fame. "I keep trying to decline gifts from fans," he admits, a hint of frustration in his voice. Despite his attempts to maintain some semblance of normalcy, his popularity often complicates things. 

It’s no wonder you think that Kiyoomi is popular among women. A single, talented man who looks dedicated to his career is bound to attract attention. People on the internet often compliment his looks too. Standing at 6’4” with a lean build, his black wavy hair adds to his appeal. You can imagine his struggle a bit—balancing his demanding career with the expectations and attention from fans and potential romantic interests alike.

As for you, you share your own challenges of juggling your main job with multiple side jobs. It’s a constant balancing act, trying to manage everything without letting anything fall through the cracks. Yet, despite the hectic schedule, you find solace in these monthly meet-ups, a reminder of the enduring friendship that has weathered the storms of life.

“Why do you have to do several jobs?” Komori asks, a hint of worry in his voice.

You chuckle lightly and start explaining the reality of life outside the athletic world. “Well, life actually works a bit differently for non-athletes,” you say with a smile, trying to lighten the mood. You go on to explain that you're still early in your career, and your current job is only a mid-paying one. “I need some more money to cover my living costs and to send some to my retiring parents,” you add, your tone growing more serious.

Komori listens intently, nodding in understanding. He realizes that while his career path as a professional athlete offers certain financial stability and perks, your situation requires juggling multiple jobs to make ends meet and support your family.

Komori agrees with your statement about the high living costs, even for him. You continue, “Well, now that I think about it, in this economy, for average people, I think marriage helps a lot in a financial way. I mean, by having two incomes in the household. If we didn’t put children into the equation, though, maybe.”

Komori agrees, “Well, maybe that’s true. But I don’t know much about that since my wife stays at home. But financials aside, having someone to come home to… I don’t know how to put it. But it’s less lonely and, y’know? Feels like someone always has my back no matter what.”

Sakusa interjects, “But you don’t have to get married, you know? You can just move in with your girlfriend.”

Komori shakes his head, “I don’t know, man. It’s a different sense of security.”

You chime in, “Ooh, I get it. Maybe it’s kinda like… all these paperwork you sign? So, it feels verrrry official?” You raise your eyebrow, prompting Komori to laugh.

“Maybe? I don’t know. I’m just happy and secure. That’s all I feel,” he says with a contented smile.

You sigh and slam your hand on the table, “Man, I don’t even think about that. I just think it’s nice to split rent and chores with someone.”

Komori hums at your statement, then turns to Sakusa. “What do you think, Omi?”

Sakusa shrugs, “I just think being married makes it more convenient for me to politely decline some of the persistent and creepy fans.”

You chuckle, “Ha. Ha. Okayyy starboy. Totally not relatable.”

Komori adds thoughtfully, “Hey, in a sense, that applies to you as well in terms of being more secure when walking at night. Ward off some creepy men, y’know?”

You nod, a wry smile on your face, “Hey! That’s so fucking true. Pfft, I hate the world that we live in.” You sip on your drink, finding a moment of solidarity in the shared laughter and understanding.

“Okay. Now this conversation made me want to get married. But I can’t even afford a relationship right now. Trying to start a relationship is too urgh,” you say, scrunching your nose. “Too many steps to deal with. And don’t even talk about the emotional roller coaster! It’s just too tiring!”

You used to be a hopeless romantic at heart, dreaming of the day you would meet that one person, your prince charming. Falling in love so hard that your head feels dizzy, experiencing all those cute butterflies in your stomach, and seeing the world through rose-tinted glasses due to the happiness of love.

However, the idea seems more and more impossible as you grow older. Reality has hit you hard. Maybe it’s just bad luck, but you’ve never been lucky in your romantic life. It’s not like no one wants you; there are men who approach you. But the ones who do either don’t meet your standards or turn out to be douchebags when you try to get to know them better and pursue more, leading to frustrating situationships. It’s exhausting to be attached to them and constantly ride an emotional roller coaster.

Moreover, you can’t think of anyone or any way to meet someone new at the moment. You’re not keen on the idea of dating apps either, as you feel like you’re not that fun in chat, and it just feels too unnatural to meet someone new that way. Especially a potential lover. Damn all these standards you’ve set for yourself!

Sakusa speaks up, “I get that, and I don’t understand what girls want either.” Sakusa doesn’t usually talk much during your discussions, but he enjoys listening to you and Komori's thoughts. Right now, he finds himself agreeing with you on the topic. Everyone knows that Sakusa isn’t the most socially adept person. He doesn’t easily make new friends, despite knowing many people from all the training, practices, and matches he has been involved in. However, he can't exactly call them friends. That's why he treasures this friend group, even though one of its members is literally his cousin. It’s something he can describe as “cousins by blood but friends by choice.”

Given this, it’s not hard to understand why it’s not easy for him to have a romantic relationship either. He can be attracted to someone—he experienced it several times during his school days, having little “relationships” that lasted only a few months. But these days, it’s getting harder to form meaningful connections. Lots of girls try to approach him, fans and acquaintances alike. Some have piqued his interest, but nothing has gone beyond a few dates. So, he truly gets it when you say it’s tiring.

“What?! So you don’t understand me?” you exclaim.

Sakusa rolls his eyes. “No, I understand you. It’s different. We’ve known each other since high school.”

“Ha. Right,” you reply with a hint of sarcasm.

Komori is silent, looking at both of you intently. He clears his throat, “Hey, you know, right? There’s something called platonic marriage?”

Sakusa stares blankly. “What’s that?”

“I know!” you chime in. “It’s like you’re married, but you’re not actually involved romantically.”

“Oh. I’ve heard of them. Interesting, I guess,” Sakusa responds.

“Yeah. It’s like you can get the marriage benefits without having to deal with all the emotional roller coasters that relationships give you,” you explain.

“True. But it’s too creepy and risky, right? To marry some random strangers?” Komori folds his arms and laughs.

You give a distasteful expression and respond quickly, “Of course! I wouldn’t dream of it. If I ever wanted to do a platonic marriage, it would be with someone that I know quite well.”

The three of you suddenly become silent. Komori smirks at you and Sakusa.

“What are you even implying?!” you demand.

“Hey! It’s not crazy, though! You mentioned it yourself.” He makes quotation marks with his fingers. “It would be with someone that I know quite well.”

You widen your eyes. He’s right, you think. But still, it’s borderline crazy and something that never crossed your mind. Sakusa? And you?! Sure, you think he looks good. But then again, you’ve never considered any of your friends ugly! Moreover, you’ve always seen him as your friend since the beginning. Which… is actually the definition of platonic. It’s perfect! Shit… But Sakusa would never agree with this kind of thing… right?

You steal glances at him. Fuck. He actually looks like he’s thinking about it. It’s not the usual indifferent face he’s making. He’s thinking. Wow. Years of friendship really do give you the ability to differentiate his micro-expressions.

“Look. It’s just… an idea. A good idea, can I say?” Komori wiggles his eyebrows and smiles proudly. “Given you guys’ predicaments. It’s like the stars aligned, y’know? I’ll definitely support you guys. There. You guys have my blessing,” he laughs.

You and Sakusa exchange quick glances. He shows a lack of repulsiveness. Now that you think about it, this thing actually fits him. But does he really think it is a good idea?

“Some friends do make marriage pacts or whatever it’s called,” Komori adds.

Oh, right. You definitely have heard about that. Something like if we’re not married by the age of… we should marry each other.

“Yeah, I think I’ve heard something like that. But isn’t it complicated?” you ask.

“What would be complicated? It’s all for convenience, right?” Komori replies.

“That’s just insane, though…” you mutter.

You all go silent for a bit but then you try to change the topic and continue to talk about other trivial life updates. Other things that aren’t awkward and, again, crazy to think about. Your mind isn’t ready to handle the full visualization, especially with Sakusa right in front of you.

After another hour, you and the other two decide to head home. You still have to work tomorrow, after all. Urgh, the work thoughts on Sunday are the worst. These meet-ups with Sakusa and Komori always prove to be very recharging to your mental battery. You’re so glad to have this monthly meet-up with your two precious friends.

On your way home, you replay the conversation you had earlier about the platonic marriage and can’t help but think of how good of an idea it is. The words “financial” and “someone to come home to” ring in your head. Shit. You do often feel lonely in your apartment nowadays.

If you ever agree to do something like a platonic marriage, the idea of being married to Omi doesn’t sound bad at all. Your very dear friend since high school. Someone you’ve known for more than 10 years. Someone who knows your antics and vice versa. He can be a pain in the ass a lot of times, insensitive at times. But the good thing is that you can be blunt with him. He might be an ass, but he does always listen whenever you scold him for anything insensitive he does.

But anyway, it’s just an idea. It will be forgotten, right?

Spoiler: No, it’s not.

[bluestarjay]

Atsumu miya is a gay icon.

He realized he was gay in middle school and had a crush on Aran for several years. Contrary to popular belief, mostly everybody was shocked when he came out bc he tended to flirt with girls a lot and seemed to have a lot of crushes on girls, but he'd never felt anything for them.

A lot of fics have him as bi, but I think Osamu is the bisexual one. Their behavior and, by extension, their sexualities are defining traits between them. Even though everybody was shocked when he came out, everybody was supportive, and years later, they realized how obvious it was. Looking back at old pictures of the twins, there is one of them watching TV, particularly Pokémon, and Osamu looks bored, while Atsumu stares attentively at the TV, which is a close up shot of James of Team Rocket. There are other pictures of him wearing princess tiaras and jewelry unbothered, whereas Osamu looks annoyed as they play dress up with a younger neighbor. Even in high school, atsumu does a pose in which his hip is popped, hand propped up on it, and knee bent outward. It looks incredibly gay. Like his body is bent in a damn zigzag in this pose, and people thought he was straight. There's a picture of him and his female date to his middle school dance, and there are several inches between them, and her hand is on his waist, and his is around her neck; like he was too uncomfortable to put his arm around her waist.

Osamu thinks he's straight for a good 15 or 16 years of his life, and then when atsumu falls in love with shoyo at nationals, they talk about it, and atsumu talks about the feelings in his chest and stomach, like a burning sensation but in a good way, and osamu discovers that that's how he's always felt about Suna. And perhaps Komori from Itachiyama? But he'd deal with that later,,, so he put a tiny bisexual flag in his phone case. And then he put a bi flag pin on his Onigiri Miya hat.

Osamu is very chill, and at first glance, straight appearing. But then you get into conversation with him, and you start to think he's just a good ally, what with his brother being gay and all. But then he starts to use more slang, and he starts getting sassier and sassier, and it becomes very apparent he's not straight. With atsumu, you can tell he's gay almost immediately bc of that damn stance of his.

He becomes much more comfortable in his sexuality after coming out because he no longer feels the need to hide behind the kind of play boy facade he had before. He's very masculine but isn't afraid to wear something more traditionally feminine. (Shoyo likes to paint his nails sometimes, so atsumu always offers to help him so it's cleaner.) I think Atsumu would have his ears pierced too.

Btw, yall remember the Gay Little Monkey at the Apple Store meme?? Yeah, that was actually Atsumu,,,, since his and Osamu's bday is October 5th, as a late bday present, their mom let them get new phones and it just so happened to be Halloween that's why he's wearing a monkey costume!!! Idk why a monkey specifically, but wtv. They found the picture while looking through the photo album and started questioning everything they knew bc it was so obvious that Atsumu was gay,,,, and obviously they posted it online, and it went viral!! I'm actually Furudate, guys, so this is canon information 🙏🙏🙏 this is just my burner acc 😝

[alienaiver]

Catch and release

Komori Motoya x Chronic Pain/Disabled GN!reader but reader is described wearing skirts

content: It's Komori's birthday and you wanted to dress up nicely for the dinner party. Just your luck that your planned outfit and your disability decides to have a playfight. It's a good thing you have your high school sweetheart to cheer you up when navigating the new world of dynamic disability.

tags: fluff, sfw, birthday fic, post-timeskip, disabled!reader, body positive and poc friendly reader, canon compliant, no use of y/n, sweetie + my love + baby as petnames, sappy and supportive boyfriend, childhood friends to lovers, established relationship, childish/cheeky komori, chronic pain/disability condition is not mentioned/left vague on purpose but reader does need a cane (type of cane not described either), genderneutral reader, unbeta'd but proofwritten twice, sakusa's there too but only to suffer the humor of literal kids

wordcount: 1.1k

notes: guess who learned something new today about cane usage and long skirts! 🙋🏼‍♂️ its a journey! luckily i have some soft, comforting boys to maladaptive daydream about taking care of me 🥰 i hope you enjoy this little work of mine! either as a disabled person or as an abled interested in learning something new!!!! im smooching u all, have a lovely evening! i also know im a ✨ little ✨ early about komori's birthday but who doesnt think about him 24/7?

also happy disability pride month ✨

"you ready?" Komori calls from the entrance, where his keys are circling his finger, making a jingle sound. It's his birthday, and you're going to a restaurant with his parents for dinner. Sakusa's even agreed to stop by.

He hears you hum from the bedroom before your steps sound through the living room, a little uneven but with your usual speed. He whistles when he sees you, but his eyebrows still raise at your choice of clothes.

"You changed." he states blankly, unsure what else to say. The outfit was important to you today, and you took great care in planning it last night, which is the reason he sends such an apparent statement your way.

You avoid his gaze as your lips draw a thin line, "yeah, don't worry about it," you say hastily, clearly eager to end the subject as you pick up your shoes from the rack. "Don't get me wrong sweetie, you look amazing. But I thought you wanted us to color match today?"

From the bench where you're tying your sneakers you glimpse at him for a split second, but it's long enough that Komori notices the disappointment you're trying to hide from him. He sighs and bends down in front of you, "what happened, my love?" his thumb grazes your cheek before it drags a sliver of hair behind your ear. From this angle he sees your small pout more clearly. He puts down his keys to let his other hand hold your head as well.

You sigh and lean forward. He meets you halfway and revels in the contact of your foreheads touching. He's always loved being close to you.

"I need the cane today."

Ah.

You recently learned bitterly that long or airy maxi skirts and canes don't match up. It's not like they tangle extremely and directly cause you to fall, but it changes the pressure in which you need to pull and move your cane for your next step if it's windy, which can cause mishaps. You haven't fallen because of it yet, but you've decided you don't want to risk it.

And then you need your cane on his birthday, where you'd planned such a skirt. He winces and you sigh. There's a distance of walking from the train station to the restaurant, so he can't offer much of a different solution than your own.

Then he kisses your nose, "I'm sorry, baby. Is there anything you need?"

You close your eyes and try to relax in his closeness. His left hand has traveled down to rub your arm, and you don't have the heart to tell him that his touch aches today. Not on his birthday.

"No, it's... It is what it is, right?" you ask and he nods hastily, "I know it might not help on the disappointment, but I still think you look absolutely amazing. And I'm glad you're listening to your needs and doing what you have to, even if it sucks major ass."

You snort and shake your head at him. He prides himself in the smile he won from your lips before he claims them with his own, sighing at the contact. He's needy today you notice, before you kiss him back with the same energy, trying to push away the negative thoughts clouding your mind. Today is about him.

When he pulls back he looks so lovestruck that you can't believe that you're high school sweethearts. Who gets this winded from a simple kiss from someone they've been with for over 10 years? Slowly and little by little, warmth and light fills you up again. He comes back for a quick peck before he gets back up and smiles down at you, flustered.

"Which cane would you like today? Personally I think the blue one with flowers would match your blouse perfectly!"

He turns his back to you as he opens the entryway closet, and you hum behind him thoughtfully, "maybe the grey one will garner less attention. I still feel awkward being both dressed up and so visibly disabled."

You're still getting used to using canes publicly, embarrassed and afraid someone will see you as a fraud if you're able to walk a few steps without it or if they suddenly deem that you're using it wrong. You know it's irrational, but it's taken you great courage to accept the dynamic part of your dynamic disability.

Komori's been supportive and understanding in every possible way, never batting an eye at any need you're voicing. He only complains when you hold back needs or lie about how you're feeling when you're out doing something together. You'd be, too, if the roles were reversed so you're glad he always lets you know while you learn to navigate being a burden - and being okay with burdening the people you love.

You admire his back. Broad, reliable and secure and always ready to support you. You still can't believe that you've been so lucky with him, grateful that your distasteful joke about his eyebrows he overheard in your second year somehow made him interested in you. You still cringe when you think back on it but he tells the story with a joyful and prideful expression every time.

He turns around with the grey, foldable cane and starts unfolding it for you, doing a little shimmy of a dance for you while doing it. You throw your head back and laugh, "so the birthday boy's the one giving a show this year?" you joke and he smiles cheekily at you, the expression making you flustered. Maybe you're just as bad as him, with the lovesickness. Sakusa will roll his eyes today, surely.

"Well... My favorite entertainer is indisposed, so if my lying hips can delight and beguile my audience, I'm happy to shake things up a bit."

He leans down with the cane, offering it as a sword to a knight. You snort and receive it just as gracefully, before he reaches a hand out to help you up, "I'll order your favorite from the menu and give you half of it if you kiss both my cheeks and my forehead in front of Omi."

You're busy laughing at his childish antics getting up, so you miscalculate your balance and fall into his arms. He catches you easily, like he always has and always will. You bite your lip, "then I'll order your favorite dessert if you do the same to me."

His antics may be childish, but they definitely match yours.

"Happy birthday, Motoya. Thank you for always catching me and helping me release the tension." you say and kiss him, hoping your emotions reach him. The smile he can't hold back against your lips tells you he might've gotten the memo.

[call-me-copycat]

Can I please ask for a yandere hitoshi with kianna komori

But how would he react to her bulimia

* side note he met her in UA

And the rest is up to you

By the way you could find her info on my page here on Tumblr

Hello hello! I just wanted to take the time to apologize for how long it took me to get to this request (๑•́︿•̀๑) I really am sorry for the wait, it's for the first time I struggled a little to write this, but after so many WIPs I decided to just get it finished (⁠^⁠～⁠^⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ

As an apology for the wait I drew your OC for you and put it at the bottom of the post (sorry if it's a little off from the way she is >⁠.⁠<)

I hope you enjoy your fic, and I hope you have a lovely day! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

So Should She

➤ Welcome - Introduction and request rules (requests are open + some info about me)

▶ Characters: Yandere! Shinso x Kianna Komori

▶ Genre: Comfort

▶ Summary: As the ask states

▶ Word Count: 1884

▶ Warnings:

- Mention of eating disorders

- Stalking

She always seemed so... Perfect.

Walking around with grace that came to her as naturally as breathing, gentle eyes always ever so observant, it sometimes seemed unreal.

Perhaps her quiet nature was what drew Shinso in. UA was notorious for bringing in all types of loud ones - it was rare to find someone as quiet and elegant as her. A red rose in a field of white lilies. He was captivated.

Slowly, he attempted to befriend her, hoping to get on her good side just enough so she'd allow him in. He had never really seen her with anyone else, and most would believe she didn't have any friends.

But she was polite. Spoke back to whoever approached her first before moving on to her own thing. Maybe she just wanted to be on her own? Shinso could understand that, sometimes the usual antics of Class 1A got to be too much for himself as well.

Still, he attempted and attempted. Luck seemed to be on his side when the dorms were built, as he was overjoyed to finally have a better chance of seeing her more often.

While his mind was a mess on the inside, on the outside he still held onto his stoic demeanor. He didn't know why exactly, but if asked he'd probably pin it down on something to do with her.

He often found himself questioning a lot about her. Shinso wasn't a naturally curious person by any means, most of the time he desired to be left out, rather than deal with any possible drama that would occur. Yet, he was drawn into her, captivated to learn as much as he could.

That's what he would tell himself, at the very least, as he stood behind the school's pillar to watch her make her way back to the dorms. Or when he would immediately react whenever someone called her name, eager to know their business with her. Or the times when he would just... Watch.

Watch and wait. This was how he began to piece together everything about her. He wanted to know more. He needed to know.

To know if she was safe.

Happy.

Comfortable.

Everything she wanted and more.

There was an ongoing theme of gracefulness and elegance that surrounded her. And in turn people would associate those with fragility automatically. He knew that wasn't the truth though.

Shinso had seen her, and knew her enough at this point to know that she was anything but. The most amazing thing to him was the fact that she was able to hold onto that aura of refinement and still have the strength to hold her own.

As much as he longed to be near her, as much as he thought of her as perfect... He couldn't help but feel that something was bubbling underneath that surface of hers. A perfect face only stayed that way for a loss of something in its place.

He wanted to find it. To fix it, to replace it, whatever it was.

-

"Do you have business with me?"

She was standing in front of Shinso, keeping him from leaving the classroom. His eyes widened, did he get caught watching? He couldn't have, he's been training to be an underground hero, he knows the skills it takes to stay hidden.

"I saw you... Watching me during lunch."

Ah, he remembered now. He had so badly wanted to invite her to eat with him. He personally didn't care for lunch time, it was too loud, too crowded. He never really ate with anyone either. He had wondered the same thing, if she had no one to eat with either.

However, he never saw her enter.

She'd go to the classes, and would promptly leave the next day. Shinso couldn't help but feel a pang of worry. Such a lonely life couldn't be good for one's mental health.

He knew what it was like. He knew how much it hurt. He knew what it was like, being tied to past issues, with them always hanging off of you everywhere you went. They'd float in your head when you didn't want them too, they'd block your vision when you were trying to reach something in front of you.

Was she hurting too? Or had been hurt once before, like he had been?

The pressure to remain perfect was one of the heaviest things one could hold. It was a tight mold to fit into, and he couldn't help but wonder if she was shaping herself into something she couldn't fit into. Changing her shape, piece by piece...

To Shinso, she was perfect. Inside and out. Her strength and passion. The way she thought. How she was always ready to stand up for herself.

But...

Did she realize just how truly perfect she was?

He saw the signs.

Skin unnaturally pale. Shaking limbs. In the mornings, her mouth would have the slightest red tint.

She never grew. Never gained any weight, neither fat nor muscle.

He only knew this because in order to train, everyone had to first work their bodies. To grow them, to sculpt them to be healthy and strong.

What image was she trying to uphold?

No... He was not going to allow this. He loved her too much to watch her force herself to waste away.

"And if I do?" He challenged her.

He watched as her expression remained unchanged. Yet, he knew that brilliant mind was rushing.

"Please, I ask you to not meddle in something that doesn't bother you."

His violet eyes seemed to bore into hers. It unnerved her a bit. The way his view seemed to look right through her instead of at her.

Shinso raised his hands up, smiling a bit. "That's too bad, I was wondering if I could invite you out after school today?"

She quirked an eyebrow, this boy... She had seen him all over the place. He seemed to always be conveniently right where she was. She wasn't blind. But, he didn't seem to be a threat. All he seemed was curious...

"Shinso Hitoshi, right?"

Reaching a hand out for her to shake, he nodded. "You're correct."

Hesitantly, she reached out and gently shook his hand before quickly retracting it back. "I'm afraid I'm busy at the moment. I'm sorry, but I can't accept your invitation. "

He knew she'd be stubborn.

"Unfortunately for you, I can accept that excuse."

Her eyes widened at the audacity this boy seemed to have. Was he like the others? Where they would play nice until they got rejected, and then show their true faces.

Quickly, before she could lose herself, she tried turning around to leave. "I have somewhere I need to be-"

"I know what you are. "

His words hit her hard enough to cause her to pause in the middle of the hallway. They were spoken with such confidence, yet so nonchalantly that she couldn't help but fear the worst.

As much as her mind screamed at her not to ask, she couldn't help it.

"And what is that? "

Those eyes of his... The deep indigo seemed to only grow darker by the minute. It unnerved her.

"You're hurt."

She... Didn't expect that. It was vague, but it struck her. How did he garner that from her? She was sure she kept herself composed. She was sure.

"What...?"

Rubbing the back of his neck, he paused before taking a step forward towards her, testing. When she stood in place he stayed where he was.

"I..." He didn't know how to do it. Words suddenly evaded him, this was the most he's ever spoken to her. And now Shinso Hitoshi - someone who was always so quick with words and comebacks - struggled for the first time.

"I want you to know that even if you don't know me, I care for you." Sighing, he turned towards the ground. "You remind me so much of myself. I remember how much I wanted someone to come in and help me."

He grit his teeth at the thought. Looking back up at her, his eyes burned with some unknown passion.

"That's why... That's why I want to be your hero!"

She couldn't help but be intrigued. This boy, he was different∆. She couldn't put a finger on it. But he seemed to hold some sort of odd infatuation, that much she saw. But, as odd as it was...

He genuinely seemed to care for her.

A pregnant pause took hold, unspoken words bouncing between the two. A mutual understanding suddenly formed, words not needing to be said.

"You know..."

His face had fallen into a frown.

"I used to force myself to be who everyone else wanted me to be in middle school," He explained. "They didn't want me, they wanted someone else. So, I obliged."

Tilting her head, she couldn't help but question him. "But, can I ask why you're telling me this?"

"Because I know you're doing the same. Trying to force yourself, to force your body, to conform to an unreachable limit. And all for what?"

There was not one student in the hallway. As the sun began to fall, she started pondering. He knew∆. How did he know?

"To uphold an image isn't 'forcing oneself to conform'- " Cutting in, Shinso's expression hardened in response.

"When I joined UA, I allowed myself to let the leash I had on to go lax. And I just wanted to explain to you, that that was one of the best decisions I've made."

Taking another step forward as she stood in place, he was brought closer. Both stared right at the other, both unwavering.

"You may not know me well. You may think I'm a little crazy. But I don't like who you're forcing yourself to be." His expression softened as he let the tension out of his body. "I only want you to love yourself as much as those around you do. Because you don't deserve that."

He had wanted to say 'To love yourself as much as I love you'...

She couldn't help it. Couldn't control the water forming in her eyes as she turned to face the ground.

"But... What if I do?"

He frowned at the thought. "Nothing you ever could have done would make me believe that you deserve to go through such a thing."

Steaks of yellow colored the walls. The day was ending, but it wasn't the same as the many other times she had watched the sun set.

"Please, let me in. We'll get through this together. I won't leave your side, not even for a second." Reaching out, he offered his hand once more to her.

The choice...

Did she really want to give up her image that she worked so hard to uphold? To accept the care, to accept the love... But to lose her impression?

Or did she value her image that much? To go back to the way things were. To familiar habits, old ways.

To how things used to be.

Looking up, she faced him as she came to her final decision.

And put her hand in his.

I'm sorry again! I really hope this didn't turn out as bad as I thought (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

Please accept this drawing I made as an apology!

But thank you again for the request, I had a good time hearing about your OC and I really appreciate you keeping me updated on her - it meant a lot (◍´͈ ᵕ `͈ ◍)

[justanotherjaydrawing]

Long post of headcanons incoming. (mostly SakuAtsu but shh) (CW for ableism and brief discussion of homophobia? Probably not necessary but better safe than sorry)

- Sakusa has EDS (specifically hEDS)

- ^^ he has thin and stretchy skin (and visible veins)

- ^ might have been self-conscious about that when younger (but Atsumu loves tracing all his veins so he’s less self-conscious about it these days)

- Ushijima was his first crush, though I don’t think it is that deep necessarily, but more that Sakusa finally saw another boy who cared about hygiene and was like thank fuck I’m not gonna be stuck with the gross boys I’m surrounded by, there’s a chance for me lmao

- ^ connected to that, I do think that Sakusa is only attracted to men and found it very distressing, not for homophobic reasons but simply because women are usually cleaner and the idea of dating someone who doesn’t wash their hands after peeing horrified him lol

- Lots of his joints are prone to dislocation or subluxation. Specifically his shoulders and knees.

- he used to avoid carrying heavy things with his left arm because it would just pop out of the socket.

- Sakusa grew up in a very ableist household. Rich parents insisting on having perfect children resulted in Sakusa pushing through a lot more than he should have

- a doctor suggested he was autistic and his parents asked if it could be ‘fixed’. When the doctor said no, they just claimed he wasn’t autistic and moved on.

- Sakusa didn’t address any of his mental health issues until his second year of university. He only realised because he was talking to his doctor about his symptoms, worried it was some underlying disease, only to be told it was anxiety and suggested to see a psychologist

- Sakusa almost didn’t see a psychologist, but ended up doing it out of rebellion against his parents.

- Rebel. Take care of yourself. I believe in you.

- It took him a long time to get confident enough about his disability to tell Komori that saying things like “its usually just in his head” is a pretty shitty thing to say to someone who has chronic joint issues. Komori is super apologetic because he hadn’t realised he was belittling Sakusa’s problems.

- Komori feels super guilty about it and ends up going down a rabbit hole of disability rights research and makes sure to speak up against ableism at every chance he gets. (not me, wishing for a Komori in my life lmao let me have this)

- Sakusa is very popular among the girls while in school, partly due to the fact he doesn’t hit on them but also they find him hilarious when he rags on the other boys in their classes.

- In university Sakusa and Yachi become friends

- idk who came up with the idea of Sakusa and Yachi being besties but I have seen it in so many fics and it honestly is the greatest thing to me and I adore it so fucking much. I love Yachi and her ability to befriend the grumpiest men.

- It has been said before, it will be said again. The Miya twin’s have a single mom. Honestly, this is just canon to me.

- I am leaning to thinking their dad just fucked off and was a complete deadbeat. The twins seem to have the sort of underlying rage that comes with being let down by father figure.

- They are both major mama’s boys.

- Atsumu gets irrationally upset about yo mama jokes. It doesn’t matter that he understands it is just a joke format, the idea of someone being mean to his mama makes him wanna throw hands

- this has been said before, but Osamu’s love of cooking came from helping out his mom in the kitchen as a kid

- later on this translated into him cooking for his mom when he was old enough to cook on his own. He loves taking care of people by feeding them. He loves that food can be a way to communicate and show love to people.

- The twins would join their mom for pamper nights

- this almost certainly started with their mom being like “I just need some me time” and Atsumu being like “ok but can I join?” “But Atsu, we’re gonna wear sticky gooey face masks~ and watch gross romance movies~” “...ok but can we have popcorn too?” “… yeah we can have popcorn.” so it turned from me time to Miya time lol

- Osamu sometimes joins but not always

- the twins have seen all the twilight movies so many times they could quote it from memory

- they quote it to each other as an inside joke but they are respectful when watching it with their mom because it is her favourite movie series.

- The Twins have very good hygiene routines due to being raised by their single mom.

- this does not translate to eating politely though.

- they do both have very good skin care routines though since their mom helped them sort it out

- Osamu is more lax about it because he doesn’t really care.

- Atsumu finds it soothing though

- Atsumu is weirdly good at “girl talk” because their mom started dating again once they were in high school, but she didn’t like keeping it hidden so she would come back from dates and just gossip about it with the boys. Osamu just listens quietly, but Atsumu loves ragging on the men if they don’t meet their standards lol

- I don’t think Atsumu would ever be in the closet really. This is based off of him not caring if people like him, but I think once he figured out his family would care he just wouldn’t feel the need to hide it. He would get in fights because of it and he had terrible survival instincts with it all, but he isn’t one to hide who he is (even in situations where it might be safer to do so).

- I don’t remember who said this but it is canon to me, Atsumu is hard of hearing. I hadn’t even considered it until I saw someone post about it and I can’t remember who it is OP I am so sorry, you changed my life and I don’t even know your name!!

- but hard of hearing Atsumu makes so much sense to me. Him being “too loud”, him being so attached to Osamu (probably due to having trouble communicating people when he was younger and feeling like Osamu was the only one who was on his side)

- this is just a reminder to me that I should draw him with hearing aids

anyway this is too much information and my head is still bleary with sleep so like if it doesn’t make sense im sorry lmao but I wanted to share my thoughts because I have too many and I am obsessed with these dumbasses.

also I said this is sakuatsu but really it is just Sakusa and Atsumu, not much about their relationship lol my bad

[vampires-bitrs]

Please write your story about sacrificial brides! The DL fandom is still very active, however rarely do people write about the dark and twisted side of this franchise. Or at least share your ideas and headcanons on what your story or OCs would be like! 😭🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

OMG OMG THIS ASK HAS ME GEEKING ＼(^-^)／

So far, the story is still in its outline phase. I did have a writer wave where the ideas flowed freely so now I'm just trying to piece all the fragments together

I know some people don't like to know what happens at the end of a story but I feel like the appeal of doing that setup comes with the progression of the actual story but on to the headcanons

Cordeila is still alive during this time (yes, the MC will run into her)

It takes place around 1994

The boys are living in Romania

My OC for the story I was having a hard time coming up with a name or specific look for her, so I was thinking maybe she could just be nameless or a self insert like Y/N L/N but I'm still deciding...

I have noticed that the boys have been written more fluffy in recent years and don't get me wrong I love it but sometimes I do wish there was a little bit more content focusing on their more darker side so if your looking for more DL fanfiction like that @jardinsdeminuit has a wonderful one shot selection of fics on their ao3

My personal favourite was "Shackled" 🤭

"The Switch" by Rinster is truly one of the best DL fanfiction I have ever read. The story telling, the boy characterization, the fact that it's choices based, meaning your actions can have consequences it's still ongoing, but so far it has 74 chapters, which should be plenty for now!

If you're looking for art that really captures the mood of the different routes, @ausd has amazing art that captures that chilling feeling, especially laitos route mmm CHEFS KISS everytime I look at their art it's just!

If you want some analysis that'll make you cry read "The Fall of Yui Komori: A Partial Analysis of Laito’s HDB Route" by @everything-laito I swear after reading this I needed to put my phone down and take a breath of fresh air it definitely gave me a new found perspective on just how strong Yui it's just so good.

@carlatsukinamistolemyhamsandwich also makes analysis, but her fanfictions MWAH they capture Shin sadistic side perfectly my personal favourite is Siren’s Call (Siren!Shin x Reader One Shot) (this one is not a shin fic but it's my guilty pleasure Bathtub Merman - Merman!Azusa Mukami x Reader One Shot you can tell I have a thing for under water creatures)

@dixbolik-lovers does all the boys and her Aus are to die for, and the fanfiction can be found on ao3 and Wattpad as well.

@sakamakibride "Lunacy one & two" based on the DIABOLIK LOVERS VERSUS Ⅱ Vol.2 Shuu VS Reiji perfectly grasp the tension between the Shu & Reiji If you have time, I would recommend a read.

@nutaella-kookie-storage has some of Nutaella-kookie old works wonderful OC amazing headcanons and unique world building.

Honestly, if you want the boys at their rawest, take them straight from the translation! @dialovers-translations

[the-travelling-witch]

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔!!

love/healing potions= fluff, antidotes= comfort, poisons= angst, ✧.*= personal favourite

Love Potions:

Public persona vs behind closed doors || 2.5k || Hcs + Drabbles || ✧.*

⇢ ˗ˏˋ suna, atsumu, oikawa ⋆ˎˊ˗

summary: the side they show the world vs the side they only show you

Online class shenanigans || 2k || Hcs + Drabbles

⇢ ˗ˏˋ sakusa, kenma, osamu ⋆ˎˊ˗

summary: what's it like to have online classes with them

Surprising them with flowers pt.1 // pt.2 || 4.4k || Hcs + Drabbles

⇢ ˗ˏˋ iwaizumi, akaashi // kita, hinata ⋆ˎˊ˗

summary: their reaction to receiving a flower bouquet from their s/o + my thoughts on how the flowers reflect their character and relationship

Wearing their clothes || 2.6k || Hcs + Drabbles✧.*

⇢ ˗ˏˋ suna, atsumu, osamu, futakuchi ⋆ˎˊ˗

summary: what´s this shirt made of? boyfriend material

Haikyuu!! but make it greek mythology || ~500 || Headcanons

⇢ ˗ˏˋ various characters ⋆ˎˊ˗

summary: do i actually need to explain this?

Hollysm: Day Three [Event] || ~750 || Drabble

⇢ ˗ˏˋ suna ࿐ྂ

event prompt: corn maze

Royal Concubine AU || 2.4k || Drabbles/ Rambles

⇢ ˗ˏˋ kenma, shouto, inui/koko, kaveh/al-haitham ⋆ˎˊ˗

summary: i'm back on my "'i have more knowledge on x topic than all your advisers together, i just couldn’t progress through the ranks for one reason or another, so you should definitely make me your concubine, so i can gossip about your minister of finance’s stupid proposal while wearing expensive shit and fine dining and then we slowly fall in love' royal au" bs again, so have some rambles because there are a lot of possible constellations here

Cute things with him || 1.9k || Blurbs

⇢ ˗ˏˋ atsumu, osamu, suna, kita, oikawa, iwaizumi, matsukawa, semi, akaashi, kenma, kuroo, daichi, suga, sakusa, komori, futakuchi, keishin ⋆ˎˊ˗

summary: just some cute things they do in a relationship

Antidotes:

Flours for you || ~880 || Drabble

⇢ ˗ˏˋ oikawa ⋆ˎˊ˗

event prompt: baking warnings: misunderstanding/ forgotten birthday (resolved)

Poisons:

⇢ ˗ˏˋ no potions brewed yet ࿐ྂ

Aphrodisiacs: [Nsfw, minors dni]

Suna Drabble || ~1k || Drabble✧.*

⇢ ˗ˏˋ suna (duh) ࿐ྂ

summary: maybe telling your competitive athlete of a boyfriend you’d never orgasmed before wasn’t as much of a smart idea as you initially thought it was because he saw it as a challenge warnings: nsfw drabble, minors dni, fingering (f! receiving), pet names, (slight) marking, soft! suna, size difference/kink if you squint

Halloween Drabble || ~770 || Drabble

⇢ ˗ˏˋ incubus! suna ࿐ྂ

summary: as promised, the outline for the halloween fic i didn’t write haha warnings: nsfw/ minors dni; incubus! suna, somnophilia, allusion to oral, wet dreams, dub con

With your hands on my skin || 5.5k || One-Shot

⇢ ˗ˏˋ suna ࿐ྂ

summary: opening up about your insecurities is a daunting thing, but suna lets you know you’re in good hands warnings:  smut/ comfort, minors dni; skin-related insecurities (acne, scars, bumps, etc) with comfort, unprotected sex (use condoms, don’t get a kid or a std), pet names (doll, pretty), marking, very wholesome spice if you can say that jsjsh, also very self indulgent; i wanted to name it ‘under my skin’ first, so now i have mirotic stuck in my head

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[sweetfire01]

An accident (Diabolik lovers fic) pt.1

I suck at titles

This take place after ep. dark 5 of More Blood (the game) of Reiji route:

After he helped Yui study for a math text, Reiji punished her because she got "only" a 95% score. So now, she have to complete all the exercise in the textbook without taking a single break.

Yui had been studying for hours, under Reiji's strict supervision. Until she finished all the math exercises, she would not be allowed to leave her desk. It didn't matter if she was hungry or tired. But she was starting to have a little problem… She crossed her legs as she tried to concentrate on the exercise in front of her. She had run into Reiji's room as soon as she returned from school, without even changing… or using the bathroom. She had tried to ask him for a break before, but obviously the vampire had shown no mercy. Now the urgency was growing and the girl knew that if she didn't want to have an accident in front of him, she'd better ask again. "Um, Reiji-san?" she called shyly. "Have you finished all the exercises?" The vampire didn't look up from the book he was reading. "Well, no, but I was wondering if I could stop for a moment to-" "Miss Komori!" Reiji had stood up from his seat, looking at her sternly. "I thought I was clear when I said that you wouldn't stop until you finished all the exercises. Am I right?" "Umh, yeah, it's just…" Yui stopped as a spasm hit her, forcing her to squeeze her legs together tighter. The gesture did not go unnoticed. "Oh, I see. If you need to use the bathroom, I guess then you'll just have to hold it. Now continue. And I don't want to hear any more complaints, understand?" And with that, he sat back in his seat, book in hand again. "I understand," she said in a small voice. She really had to go now, but she didn't want to make him even more angry. She resurned to her exercises, trying to ignore the full bladder. She managed to keep going for almost an hour when the urgency became TOO MUCH. By now she was sweating and held herself with one hand, while with the other she continued to write in the notebook, as quickly as possible. Some numbers were starting to be illegible and Yui was sure she had made some calculations wrong, but she didn't care anymore. If she wanted to get up and run to the bathroom, she had to hurry. It only took another 5 minutes when she realizeds he wasn't going to make it. A few drops had already leaked into her underwear. It doesn't matter what Reiji would have told her. She had to go. NOW. She jumped up and the sudden movement almost made her piss herself. It took her a couple of seconds to regain control, but it was enough for Reiji to get up and approach her. "Miss Komori, what are you doing? Sit down immediately, you're not done yet." "I have to go!" she practically screamed in despair. She turned to leave but he stopped her, grabbing her arm (the one it wasn't holding between her legs!). "Absolutely not, return to your seat. Now!" He commanded, pulling her towards him. A soft hiss filled the room, followed by the smell of pee as a puddle formed at the poor girl's feet. Yui was petrified, she could only let the warm pee flow between her legs, onto her socks, and then end up on the bedroom floor. On Reiji's dedroom floor. In front of Reiji himself… "Miss Komori." his voice sounded menacing "Do you want to explain?" "I'm…I'm sorry. I-I needed to go and…and…I-I couldn't…" She stuttered, trying not to cry from humiliation and fear. "You couldn't hold it back? Is this so?" She could only nod. "Good grief! I knew you were just a stupid girl, but I didn't think you were also a little girl! Come on, clean everything up and then go back to your room. And hurry up, I don't want my room to be filled with this disgusting smell for a second more!" Yui nodded again as she turned towards his bathroom. "Where do you think you're going? Didn't you hear me? I said to clean up!" She jumped at his sudden voice. “I know, I…I just wanted to…just go to the bathroom and…and find a rag…"

"The puddle you made isn't enough for you? Now do you want to dirty my bathroom? Look at you, you've already left other stains! Miss Komori, you're really testing my patience!" And with that, he pulled her back again. "But…but Reiji-san! How can I clean if-" "You already wear rags. Use those." Wear…rags. Use those… NO. "Reiji-san…don't tell me that…what do you want me to…" "Miss Komori!" He lifted her chin with one hand and stared at her, his eyes narrowed in anger. "I said I don't want this room to smell any more than it needs to. Clean it up. Now." Yui felt tears start to fall on her cheeks as she nodded, before kneeling down next to her puddle and…slipping off her jacket to remove her shirt. She used the cloth to wipe away the huge pee stain, watching as the white fabric began to turn a pale yellow. "And I told you to be quick…There are some stains that have already been absorbed by the floor. It can't be helped. Go get a bucket and a rag. They're in the storage room downstairs. And make sure it doesn't take more than a minute." She stood up, before putting on her jacket, which she had managed not to get dirty, grabbing her shirt (Reiji-san won't be pleased if she had leaved it there) and heading towards the exit. "Miss Komori! Don't you think you're going out like this? Good grief, your jacket barely covers your chest! Or maybe you're doing it to attract the attention of my brothers?" Yui stopped, surprised. "Reiji-san…I…I have nothing else to cover myself with!" "Are you being serious? You have that shirt. Wear it." No. NO. "But…but Reiji-san, it's dirty!" She practically screamed. He had to use it to clean the puddle and it was soaked, there was no way that- "That's not a valid reason. Now, do I have to keep explaining to you how angry I am right now, or can your little head figure out what you need to do?" This was too much. She couldn't oppose him but she couldn't degrade herself to this point either. "Please Reiji-san…I…I…I can't…please…" she started crying again. "Oh, you can't? Really? So not only do you go pee in my room, but you even refuse to clean properly? Well then, if that's the case…" Yui's knees slammed into the floor as her head was forced into where the puddle had been. She could smell pee as Reiji leaned over her. “We can try using your tongue since you refuse to use a rag so much. Or maybe I could drag you to the bathroom, pour soap on your head, and use your hair to clean up. Now, those aren't such bad ideas, right? What should we do then, mh?" "No, Reiji! I…I'll go get the rag!" "Oh?" "Yes! And I'll be fast, I swear!" "Then you should have done it from the beginning without wasting any more of my time. Now get up and hurry." And with that, the vampire released his grip on her neck and Yui sprang to her feet.

Grabbing her shirt, she hesitated for a moment, but the cough coming from him convinced her quickly enough. She put it on after taking off her jacket and felt tears forming in her eyes again as the pee-soaked garment stuck to her skin. She held back sobs as she put her jacket back on and ran out of the room. She prayed to God not to meet anyone along the way, she was already humiliated enough like this without the other brothers seeing her. Luckily, there was only Shu sleeping on the couch as usual and he didn't seem to notice her. Grabbing the bucket and rag from the storage room, Yui ran back upstairs. She hoped that afterward Reiji would allow her to return to her room. She just wanted to take a long bath and hide under the blankets.

[flyingwargle]

clara's writing notes: we'll make it work (we always do)

it's difficult for writers to share their progress beyond the final, completed product, and i want to make a post (and hopefully future posts) sharing my process from idea to fic. i hope that other writers would find this helpful, or at least you can see how chaotic i can get haha. more under the cut!

part i. planning

i got my assignment in june, with my giftee requesting a road trip. some tags included angst with a happy ending, idiots to lovers, and confessions, among others, but these are ones that i focused on.

initially, i wanted to do something similar to paper towns by john green, where suna sends osamu on a roadtrip across japan and suna confesses to him at the end, but it didn't quite fit their prompt. i also thought about something with magical realism (another tag requested) but i couldn't think of anything either. this is when i started working backwards.

so, now i know that sunaosa will confess and get a happy ending, but there needs angst. boom - suna going overseas for volleyball. the prompt asked to include komori, atsumu, and aran, and komori and atsumu, who likely have front row seats to their pining, would orchestrate a road trip to force them to confess. aran ends up becoming the guy with a car.

with that foundation in place, the next question becomes: where should they go, and how should i plan this?

i did some research on common road trip routes in japan that started either in hyogo / osaka or tokyo. eventually, i found the romance road that could take anywhere between 3 - 5 days. using different itineraries and maps, i devised a route, what attractions would be fun for the boys, as well as tropes that'd work with komori and atsumu's plan for a confession.

(my sis inspired me to use some reverse romance tropes that was circulating on twitter at the time. i used two for the first 2 days but stopped afterwards since they didn't fit)

after making a rough structure outline to determine the plot arc and chapter count, it was time to make the chapter outlines.

part ii. outlining

i always make outlines, no matter if it's a oneshot or longfic. sometimes i wing it, but most of the time, i need some kind of structure. plus, it's fun to outline the larger events and then insert small snippets of dialogue for each, whenever i come up with it.

it was during this phase that i used locations and timestamps to serve as scene breaks, and show forward progression.

the amount of detail for my outlines vary from simple sentences to long descriptions with lots of details. this is because i brainrot some scenes and think about lines of dialogue or prose, while for other scenes, i'm like, eh. they're there because they're there.

once the outline is complete, it's time to start drafting.

part iii. drafting

all my fics go through at least two drafts before posting. not saying that posting first drafts is bad practice, i just prefer to give my readers something polished, and since this is a longfic, the process takes much longer.

i started the first chapter while on vacation because i wanted to get ahead, knowing that in september, i'd be busy with school and work again. i hadn't thought about how to start, so i just went with the first thing that came to mind. (this introduction was cut because it didn't feel relevant to the overall fic, but here is a snippet of it)

the first draft clocked in at 31k, which is about the same count for the final draft. there weren't too many differences, aside from the introduction and some minor details, like the rings at the end and some conversation points. before starting the second draft, i always give it shelf time (i.e. stepping away from the work completely) before doing a complete readthrough and taking notes of what to change or include for the second draft.

shelf time varies depending on how much time i have and what other projects i need to work on. i finished the first draft in september and since the due date wasn't until next month, i waited until the first week of october before coming back and doing the second draft. some parts, i copy and pasted some passages since they fine as is, and for some, i rewrote completely to be more succinct.

hopefully that gives you a bit of insight of how my drafting process works. i hope to do this again with origami hearts (my next thing that i'll definitely publish) and future works!

[xjulixred45x]

I'm not sure if this is a good idea but can I please ask for a platonic yandere giyuu

With a kianna komori reader

Where he visits the butterfly mansion to talk to shinobu about an upcoming mission but before he can do that he notices a little girl being rushed to shinobu covered in Blood and injuries and he doesn't think much of her at first but over time when he starts to visit her the little girl and she starts opening up to him about her past he grows attached to her and decides to adopt her as his daughter

She is an OC of mine you can find more information about her on my page here on Tumblr and sorry if this is too detailed and you don't have to take this request if you don't want to

Hello! Is not really a problem, but i'm not used to work with ocs, but i can make a Reader with tour oc Information(if thats ok!).

Plus, My first yandere Request! So, sorry if is a little OOC

PLATONIC!YANDERE!GIYUU TOMIOKA X KOMORI READER

This is also kind of based on this fic from the Oc https://www.tumblr.com/chri-chris-chan/722751219324551168/blades-of-pain-yandere-platonic-uzui-tengen?source=share

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: Female(oc from @nunezs-stuff )

Warnings: YANDERE THEMES, Murder, the church sucks, trauma, Tomioka Backstory, unhealty mindset, i think is all.

(as you say), at first Giyuu didn't think much about you, it was more like a mental note to ask Shinobu what happen to You when he saw her AFTER doing the mission.

However, when Shinobu told him how they found you, bloodied, with several low-ranking demons dead,no lie, he was intrigued.

So, when they come back, he ask Shinobu yo see You.

Shinobu scoffed (as expected) but when she saw that he was serious, she told him that he didn't think it was a good idea, since you seemed very distrustful (and traumatized).

although it seems that it only encourages Tomioka more to try to talk to you(yo Shinobu surpise).

So, when he came to visit you and you already welcomed him like a wildcat, he wasn't very surprised. I mean, yeah, he knew it would be hard, but he didn't think it was that hard. Even so, he did not let himself be daunted.

He introduced himself as a workmate of Shinobu, who wanted to know what happened and how it happened "to report it" when actually he want to make You fell Better with him.

Still somewhat discreet, you told him how some demons got into the church where you lived, how they attacked the Catholics and you had no other option but to defend yourself when the low-ranking hunters who arrived couldn't handle them.

This (lowkey) left him quite impressed, but he didn't say much about it, in fact he didn't speak almost anything while you were talking, he just looked and from time to time nodded, he was giving you a bad feeling, Like, VERY BAD.

or that was until you inadvertently blurted out something related to your sister, you didn't even realize it, it was just something in the heat of the moment, but it was enough to get his attention and he asked you about it. Now, you weren't one to open up to strangers, but, hell, it's been so long and it's already been a traumatic week, and you might never see this man again in your life, so fuck it, You NEED to trow up.

So you told him, you used to HAD a sister, she was a sweet, gentle girl, but very gullible, and the Catholics obviously took advantage of her. That was why the demons were there in the first place, every once in a while they cried out for a sacrifice, young girls, and your sister was the "lucky one" to die like cattle to appease them.

The same people to whom she dedicated her life were the same to whom she was ordered to kill. leaving you alone.

At this point you are crying with rage while Giyuu reflects, they have a lot in common, more than you probably think. he puts an awkward hand on your shoulder to comfort you, you think about smacking him, but…you're so tired now, and it feels genuine in a way, real.

After that, Giyuu visited you almost every time he could until you got back to health. when he "couldn't" in reality it was that he simply visited you at night after a very long mission or something like that, normally you were asleep so he just looked at you for a while, seeing how peaceful you werepretty creepy

Also with the visits he began to open up a little more each time, sometimes talking about his training with Urokodaki, other times about the other Hashiras, and he even got to talk about his sister. Needless to say, you empathized a lot.

Since you really had nowhere to go once you recovered, you thought about asking Shinobu to stay in the Butterfly State as a nurse (since you obviously didn't want to go back to the people of the church), which while it didn't show, it annoyed Giyuu. He didn't know exactly why, it just didn't seem right that you were surrounded by guys from the organization.

then an idea occurred to him, he went directly to Shinobu to ask her if you could stay with him for "an indefinite time" until you decided what to do.

Shinobu scoffed a bit (obviously) but actually thought he might get a good idea, seeing as they both seemed so close and that Tomioka maybe even could became more sociable(big mistake).

Imagine your surprise when Giyuu came the day before you were discharged and told you that you were going to live with him, it was quite a surprise and, why lie, at first it could be confused a little with pity.

pity? because? Well, because when you wanted more information about what happened in your village, you discovered that apparently all the members of the church where you lived had been killed, apparently by demons.

""apparently"" my ass, he did it.

You know, even if you weren't going to go with them in the first place, you didn't want to leave the 'unfortunate soul' image for Giyuu, for anyone in general.

but he assured you that the reason he wanted you to go live with him was because for the first time in a long time he felt a connection with someone (platonically), who wanted you to give him the opportunity to give you the home you deserved and that I would have liked to have at the time, that he wanted to love You the way you deserve, even if he don't feel worthy, he wants to try.

That Even more than all the people i'm your life has done.

You were so shocked that you accept the offer with virtually no hesitation.

and you definitely didn't notice the red flags from there. It's just in Giyuu's nature, it's almost imperceptible.

things like his clinginess are justified by all the trauma he's been through and experienced throughout his life, you're not going to be ungrateful for everything he's done for you and turn down a few hugs(aside note: You DONT HAVE to give hugs to NO ONE if YOU DON'T WANT TO, this is just fiction).

He's not the most controlling, but he's definitely one for the stalker. If you are out with a friend or acquaintance, they are hanging around or in the crowd. I think that in the same way I would not accept any suitor unless it is Tanjiro or even one of the Hashiras like Rengoku, but apart from that I see your possibilities for love quite null, he will scare them.

He has definitely killed more people than the church, anyone who could be considered a possible threat to your relationship with him (some distant relative who wants to take care of you, some ""problematic"" friend, etc). even if they were important people to you, they would just stay by your side comforting you, secretly happy about this new level of closeness.

But if you somehow found out-oh god. he is panicking. He doesn't want to have to keep you with him by force, but if you don't leave him a choice, I'm sorry honey, you won't leave the house.

It's still a weird scenario, Giyuu covers his tracks well, and honestly, after all you've been through, to the people you've lost (even if some of those people were lost because of HIM) would you really care if he did? would you find out? You are already here, you are at peace, you have a good life, what else?

Whatever scenario you choose, Tomioka will not disappear from your life in the short term, it only remains to see what time prepares for You two....

[someone-save-vlad-king]

1-B Sibling Headcanons, Pt. 2

My thoughts on the characters have changed since my last post, LMAO. I also wanted to be more thorough this time, since the first version was a bit minimal.

Awase: Dude's a middle child. One older brother, one younger brother. They get along well enough, but they also bring out each other's pettier sides.

Kaibara: He has a younger sister who loves ballet, the color pink, and other such girly things. Unfortunately for Sen, she's also a master of insults. He can't fight back because she's like twelve. :(

Kuroiro: The youngest of three boys.

Kendō: She has a younger brother who, like her, isn't the most gender conforming. He's also really good at nail art.

Kodai: A middle child like Awase, though she's got sisters instead. Her older sister is into some shady business...

Komori: She has an older brother. Unlike her, he's quiet, keeps to himself, and is something of a bookworm.

Shishida: The youngest of three, with an older sister and an older brother.

Tsunotori: She has a younger brother. I dunno, I kinda wanted to go against the idea that she's this innocent baby who must be protected at all costs — but I digress.

Tsuburaba: Not a youngest sibling, somehow. He has an older sister who's in college, a younger brother, and a younger sister.

Tokage: An identical twin sister who goes to Shiketsu. I'll leave it at that — I've got fic ideas for her. 😈

Fukidashi: Also not a youngest sibling, somehow. Since he likes making kids smile, I figured it'd be appropriate for him to have two younger siblings. They're fraternal twins and are about ten.

Honenuki: The oldest of three boys. It's part of why he's so good at reworking plans on the fly.

Monoma: He's got an older sister who's in college.

I need to reiterate: While I was looking for a name for her, I came across 子子子.

Yanagi: She has an older sister named Yūko, taken from the yūrei.

Rin: He has a fraternal twin sister.

The rest — Kamakiri, Shiozaki, Shōda, Tetsutetsu, and Bondo — are only children.

[alicemitch09writes]

can i ask more about sunayn facts? more so, about suna and his feelings all throughout hs to their reunion. i love them both SO MUCHHHH

more than anything, suna felt really intimidated by reader's presence. not just because she was smart and all, but because of how much she was slowly growing on him. 'twas why he's protective of her and quick to join osamu for lunch.

as mentioned in the fic (i forgot huhu) suna swore to himself never to make a move on reader, because he did not want to take advantage of her considering the state that she was in.

so as much as he can, he was by her side. it was enough for him to be her friend, seeing as she needed it the most.

however, he will not lie and say that it kills him to have the person he wants the most but hold himself back because she doesn't need romance in her life right now.

right after punching atsumu, reader was a bit disappointed with him. suna's words to her, when she heard about it was, 'i'm not sorry'. it killed him to see her disappointed, but it killed him even more when she shook it off and treated his hand. since then, he's tried his hardest not to make her angry at him. he just couldn't bear it.

reader would nag him at times, especially during lunch when suna wasn't eating properly and would offer her share. it was really embarrassing on suna's part. so he tries to eat healthier, just to appease her, and because he'll break and osamu would definitely know that he's crushed on his best friend.

(osamu's always known, ever since he joined them for lunch)

when atsumu tried to make amends with reader, suna was the second to get apprehensive about it (osamu, being the first). this explains his animosity towards atsumu before his grand speech and before reader walked in the gym.

for reader's sake, he acted civil towards atsumu. sure, he'd antagonize him however he can, for good show. but deep inside, he HATED atsumu, for the way he hurt reader and made fun of her feelings.

as much as he could hate atsumu, he was also quite thankful to see reader's shell slowly crack thanks to the setter. with this, suna remembers where he stands.

when they reunited again, suna was pleasantly surprised by just how vibrant reader's become.

with that, he returned to his high school state of being protective over her in his suna way. komori would tease him, saying he's acting like a boyfriend, unaware that suna froze at that.

washio subtly gave him advice that reader seems happier now and suna should take the chance to be the reason she's happier now. heck, even their manager - murase-san, was all 'you two would look cute together!'.

while the team is from a paper manufacturing company, they have several sponsors. one of them, of which, is a supporter/fan of suna. so when he found out that suna and reader finally got together, he gifted him a car. to say suna was shocked was understatement, but the old man said he knows what it's like to be in love yadda yadda spiel and just wanted to support his favorite middle blocker.

when they finally dated, their relationship was kept private. because in japan, dating your coworkers would raise suspicion. however, the two keep it very professional. thankfully, everyone supports the two.

suna's hand position became a sort of trademark that kids would approach him, and mimic him. at times, they would approach reader.

if ever fans - especially the younger ones, would want to see suna, they first search for reader. this continues until the two are in the olympics team.

that's all it got. hehehe

[honeekyuu]

hello hello this is frustrated academic overachiever anon >_< i'm glad to know there's no career-shattering repercussions in the future for yn so now i can continue to read genius at ease lmaooo (cause there's nothing worse that could possibly happen to her than that) aaa i'm looking forward to more of your works!!!

TBH tbh i would love to see how you'd approach writing other minor characters (those that barely get exposure yknow *side eyes my very odd obsession with komori motoya*) seeing as how you made me fall for akaashi even though i wasn't really originally attracted to him in the first place. but i know you've got a LOT of ideas for other fics so i'm definitely looking forward for those as well!!! (esp the kurootsukkiyn ehehe)

hello hello!! yeah trust me i couldnt bring myself to do it, so i hope that eases your mind lol

AND ILL MAKE YOU A DEAL--

you send me everything you have on komori (art, fics, smaus, all of it) and i will do everything in my power to write him. i was actually going to include him as a side character in love$ick but i felt that i didnt know him as well as i need to in order to write him. i want to write him. send me everything you have and i will write him until he's all i can think about.