#i swear to god science classes (especially biology) are the only subjects that keep me going through the school hours
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#my art#made this in like 20 minutes#no but seriously i always seem to get unresonably attached to first victim characters... *cough cough* kaede#alien stage#alien stage sua#alnst sua#had fun with the eyes#AAAA i want to have time for actual art but i have no timeee#school is draining...#i swear to god science classes (especially biology) are the only subjects that keep me going through the school hours#anyway... âlesbiansâ :D
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omg hi! you started off your blog greatly, im so proud of you! do you think you can write an angsty scenario for akaashi? where his crush likes this guy and wants help from him and he feels all sad :( but she ends up confessing to him! i love your writing so far, keep it up!
UMM so i accidentally got really invested in this so itâs WAYY longer than a drabble and i often write long stuff bc of ao3 so this might sound a little more like that kinda fanfic style instead of a tumblr scenario? mainly cos im really a sucker for this stuff hehehe love you anon
also ! the request made it sound sort of akaashi-centric so i hope you dont mind? there will still be a lot of reader-chan here though! please dont leave yet and i hope u enjoy
again ALSO i wrote this half on my laptop half on my phone so please dont mind if it seems a lil clunky in some areasÂ
3092 words jesus ok here you go
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Crushes werenât necessarily a new sensation for Akaashi. Just an uncommon one. In fact, the last time he remembers even being attracted to someone was in first grade when everyone had a crush on this popular girl. Heâs not even sure if he really liked her, or just found the idea of it interesting.
Now, second year of high school, Akaashi finds himself in trouble. Because for once, he really, really, really likes this girl. You.Â
He canât even fake himself out of this, because every damn time he looks at you, he feels all warm and tingly and his stomach feels less calm and he can hear his heart bump against his ribcage and god, his face even flushes a little bit.
(A little bit inconvenient when he accidentally finds himself staring at you and daydreaming.)
Akaashi doesnât like this feeling.
I mean, yeah, Akaashi has somewhat of a sense of confidence in his looks, manners, and ability to make friends. Heâs not exactly the top in each subject he thinks, but it lets him pass through high school without too much of a depressingly lonely life. He could easily befriend you and steal your heart, his inner ego-brat says.
But.. but what if you reject him?
He should become closer to you.
(For the record, he doesnât not like the feeling. He kind of likes the serotonin boost you give him. But he definitely, more than kind of likes you.
A lot more.)
And one day, in the spring, he finds himself paired up with a special biology partner. With familiar, sparkling eyes and the cutest, most gorgeous voice heâs ever heard that always makes his heart fucking backflip.
Akaashi doesnât think he can survive this.
His teacher blares, âStart brainstorming ideas for your science fair project! Itâs due in a month, you know!â, but Akaashi blocks out the noise because all he can focus on is you, goddamn it. He can only focus on the way you push your hair out of your face, the way your lips upturn into the most stunning smile heâs ever had the fate of encountering, and he really hopes he doesnât get h-
âAkaashi-kun?â
(Fuck you and your completely gorgeous voice that drives him up the wall and makes him want to kiss you.)
âOhâ sorry, yeah?â He kind of hates himself for how his voice lilted a pitch higher.
You laugh, sounding like a goddess. He hopes that it means you donât hate him. âAhaha, I was just wondering if you have any ideas for the science fair? Itâs a pretty big chunk of our grade, and I am⌠not the smartest when it comes to AP Bio..â
Akaashi thinks quite the opposite, but he isnât currently in the position to contradict you.
âUmâŚâ He pauses and thinks furiously. He comes up with some borderline generic idea that has enough room for a unique twist. And your eyes brighten.
âWaaaoo, Akaashi-kunâs a genius, hm?â
(God, he thinks he might have a little more than a crush on that teasing grin and glittering pair of eyes.)
He musters the courage to smile without looking stupid. âOf course.â
Two weeks later, he wants to sink into a hole.
Yes, it might have been his request that you two meet up to work on the project, but that was because he knew you were a procrastinator! You would start the project the night before if heâd let you!
But it was not his idea to do it at his house.
Now he has to live with the fact that youâre lying on HIS bed, spread-eagled in your sweater and shorts, complaining about how lazy you are.
(He wonders how youâre so comfortable about wearing shorts to a male classmateâs house. You two arenât even that close, although you claim otherwise.)
âCome on, get up,â he rolls his eyes. âWe have work to do.â
âBut Iâm so tiiiiiredddd⌠and lazyyyyâŚ. wouldnât it be such a gentlemanly act of Akaashi-kun to do the project for me?â You flash him a sweet smile while stretching out even more on the bed.
Snorting, he watches you sink into his mattress and roll around idly. âHey, donât you need the grade? You canât pass if you make me do your work.â
Sighing, you hum in defeated content. âWell, it was worth a try.â You reach out your hand and tousle his wavy hair, and he almost flinches at the touch. He hates to say it but he loves it so much that youâre so affection with him, and Akaashi knows he would give anything to keep you teasing him with all this attention.
âYeah.. yeah, it was,â he murmurs to himself before letting himself sit down next to you. He notices how you scrunch your body from a spread-eagle to a cute, curled up position to make room for him.
âMm, so how are we gonna do this?â you ask, with a subtle mixture of bored and curious seeping into your tone. Then, he watches your features melt into a warm, mischievous smile as you hum, âUnless you just wanna nap and cuddle or something.â
(Holy fuck.)
Akaashi forces himself to scowl playfully and he shakes his head, sighing loudly in mock disappointment. âI donât know what to do with you.â And equally as teasing, he adds, âI should just kick you out and not treat you to lunch if youâre going to be like this.â
âNoooooo!!!â you whine in this adorably frustrated and threatening voice. âDonât you dare starve me or Iâm feeding you to the rats.â
He chuckles. âSee, thatâs what I thought.â
But of course, your face wraps into a devilish grin as you say in a singsong voice and throw your arms around him (which makes him flush and makes his heart go WABAM), âIt doesnât matter though, âcause I got this whole-ass meal right here~â
âShut up.â
(But you both know he never means it.)
Thanks to Akaashi (and your obliging albeit lazy participation), you two blow the science fair out of the way and get an A. Heâs never seen you so delighted about a grade.
âIâm so happy~â you never shut up about how grateful you are for him, not that heâs complaining. âThis is probably the highest mark Iâve ever gotten in this class.â
âDonât over exaggerate. Youâre not too bad at Bio,â Akaashi remarks. âYou just need a tutor, probably, if youâre struggling.â
(By the way, he is ecstatic that you two are ACTUALLY FRIENDS!!! Heâs even met your dog!!)
âHmmmmâŚâ You eye him warily before shrugging. âWhatever you say, Akaashi-kun.â Your eyes flit around before returning on him, and you start rambling about the newest anime youâve gotten into and how itâs practically on-par with the manga, and how hot one of their characters are-
(For some reason Akaashi really zeroes in on that part.)
He really feels like he has to contribute something to the conversation, so he puts in, âWow, [Name]-san, youâre such a fangirl.â
You snort loudly and put two peace-signs to your face like some kawaii anime girl, doing this mock-sweet smile. âWaaaooo, youâre rightttt. Iâm Akaashi-kunâs number one fan!! Heâs so cute when heâs yelling at me to do my work and super hot when he helps me with homew-â
He swears to god his face is radiating an inhuman amount of heat and he rolls his eyes before shaking his head and jabbing your side lightly. âDidnât I tell you not to say that?â
âUmmm, maybe.â Your âinnocentâ grin tells him otherwise. âBut you know, youâre right, Akaashi-kun,â you cross your arms and give your cute little smirk again. âI am a genius, and Iâm suuuper good at Bio. I just need someone to channel it.â And you lean forward until both your noses are touching, and Akaashi thinks heâs about to explode. âSo maybe you could help me out?â
The subtle pleading undercurrent in your voice compels Akaashi to straighten up a little bit without flushing even redder. Keep cool, keep cool.
(He prays that his skill of keeping a poker face will hide the blood rushing around in his dick.)
âWell, what time?â
This time around, he finds himself at your house instead. You both are sitting at your desk, âworkingâ on your math and Bio homework. In other words, just talking.
Heâs confident now in that the two of you are close friends. Heâs learned that from afar, you were a sweet and confident yet perfectly kind girl. That was the girl he based his feelings off of. During your Bio project, he found the cheeky, sly and vibrant yet chill girl who always teased him but was still nonetheless sweet.
And now, under that facade, you were an anxious mess with a shit-ton of insecurities.
(He thinks itâs funny how you boast that youâre just like Shrek. You have layers.)
Akaashi glances at you, groaning with your head down onto the table. âI hate math..â he hears you grumble.
âHey, youâre not too bad. You just have to be careful when plugging in your equations,â he counters.
âBut what if I canât remember my equations??â
âWe both know youâre fine at remembering them.â
âIâm gonna fail.â
âHave faith in yourself, because I do.â And Akaashi is being completely honest. His confidence in you being just fine and being able to pass all your classes is strong because heâs seen you work (after procrastinating). âYou just have to work on not putting things off until the last minute.â
You make a frustrated noise before resting your chin on your propped hand. âSometimes I feel like Iâm just.. destined to be set back, yâknow? Like, everything I do is gonna somehow backfire on me.â
He knows the feeling, especially late at night in bed, stressing over what tomorrow might bring him.
âAnd like⌠I have this whole thing set up for me. When people know me as a classmate, Iâm an average student, right? Then when weâre like⌠âfriendsâ, Iâm all weird and tease-y.â You let out a loud sigh. âAnd to the unlucky people who get to this stage, Iâm a mess.â
âStop.â Akaashiâs surprised at how firm he is. âIâm grateful to have met you and to have become your friend, [Name]. Youâre going to be fine, you need to trust yourself more. Because I trust you more than anything.â
(Yes, he is on first-name basis with you!! Yes, he trusts you even more than he might even trust Bokuto!!)
Your lips twitch into a small smile, one that heâs grown to love and adore. Heâs confident that heâs so fucking deep in love and he doesnât know how to move on. âYou really think so?â
âOf course I do.â He flicks some crumpled-up post-it at you. âSince weâre not doing any homework anytime soon, what else do you want to talk about?â
Your gaze becomes a little more shy and nervous. âUmm⌠Weeell, I need help.â
âI mean, why else would I be here?â
âNo, seriously, Keiji-kun. Seriously!!â You throw mock-fit, despite obviously looking anxious.
âYeah, yeah, Iâm listening. Sorry.â
âUh. Um, soâŚâ You blink and pretend to look focused on doodling on the corner of your math paper. âThereâs this dude I like. Like, I reaaally like him, which is surprising even for me.â You laugh a little bit, and as Akaashi feels his heart start to tear in half, he forces out a chuckle to match. âHeâs suuuper prettyâ I think thatâs the word for it? Pretty. And heâs kinda funny in his own way, and heâs really sweet and listens to me all the time even when I donât deserve his time. And I dunno, I think he might like me back? Also, I really really really like him. But I donât really know how to confessâŚ
âBecause you know, Iâm kinda wack like that, haha. Iâll probably screw up the confession and make things worse, and, well, I need help.â You finish your ramble with a loud breath and you collapse your head onto the table, groaning.
âUhââ Fuck, oh fuck him, fuck his life. âI mean⌠I think just a heartfelt confession would do? Something simple and sweet that says you really like him, in case somehow your words donât work.â Akaashi feels like heâs sweating, a lot, and he feels even more frustrated than ever. His heart is crashing against his ribcage, and his mind is a fucking mess.
You frown a little bit, and suddenly a gush of words fly out of your mouth like a stream bursting from a dam. âOh my god, what if Iâm reading the signs all wrong and he doesnât at all like me back? I mean, I wouldnât blame him because Iâm kinda ugly and have this weird personality thing going on and Iâm shit at math and Bio-â
âStop.â Akaashi forces himself to intervene, mainly because 1) youâre literally the light of his life and 2) he feels like he has to leave really soon after dealing with the news. âShut up, [Name]. You arenât ugly at all, and I, for one, enjoy your weird personality. And I already told you, youâre fine with academics.â He makes himself make eye contact with you, peering up from your arm covering your face, and says, âIf he rejects you, he isnât worth your time at all and you should move on.â
(Preferably with me.)
He watches you exhale, like he just unwound a tight spring from inside of you, and your shoulders relax and you melt from your anxious state, just a little bit. âYouâre right. If.. if he doesnât feel the same, Iâll just forget about him.â
âBecause youâre a genius.â Akaashi tries to hype you up, but he still feels like crumbling. Falsely checking his phone, he stretches and stands up. âI have to go now, sorry. My mom asked me to pick up my little sister from tutoring.â
âHuh, already?â Confusion flits across your face, and it hurts him even more to just leave you after you confided in him, but he knows he has to leave before he says something he might regret. âOh, okaayy.. see you tomorrow then. Thanks for helping me out.â You yawn before standing up to hug him goodbye.
âNo problem.â He says it casually, but Akaashi feels his mood drop faster and lower than ever. He hugs you back, but he breaks away fast.
After leaving your house and collapsing onto his bed in his locked bedroom (with his 11-year-old sister knocking on the door and curiously asking whatâs wrong), he canât help but feel hurt that you couldnât even tell him who your mystery crushâs name was.
A week passes by, and neither of you mention the conversation at your house. It doesnât matter either way, since you two are still so casually best friends. At the same time, he desperately wants to push the matter just to find out who it is.
Otherwise, Akaashi has noticeably been more quiet and moody to the point that he doesnât know how to control it. Sure, he keeps up the same as he would before your conversation, but he canât help but feel his heart sink everytime he sees you. His mind is ecstatic every time he talks to you, while simultaneously wanting to tear itself apart.
Heâs tried getting rid of feelings for you, in literally every way possible. From avoiding thinking about you (which backfired horribly because he ended up thinking more about you) to focusing on other girls (ew, none of them were even capable of creating the same effect on him as you do), heâs tried it all and itâs all failed.
Akaashi realizes his silent slump has gotten so bad to the point that Bokuto made him sit out a few practice matches in the gym just because Akaashi was nowhere near the spot that any of the team expected him to be at.
After school, he meets with you near the vending machine as always. You buy two cans of coffee, one for you and one for him.
As soon as he takes the can gratefully, you clear your throat.
âYeah, [Name]?â
Glancing around before staring him in the eye, you start, âKeiji-kun, before you run away, I justâŚ. I just wanted to let you know I really really really like you. Like, a lot.â You start speaking kind of fast, so Akaashi canât process what youâre saying.
âAnd I mean it. Ever since the Bio project, youâve been so nice to me and youâve been such a great friend even though I made it hard sometimes, and along the way I just caught feelings. You honestly mean everything to me, and I appreciate you so much for everything weâve been through. I- I think, I love you, Keiji. And I hope you accept my feelings.â You smile, almost nervously but nonetheless sincere, and Akaashi thinks heâs about to explode.
âI- I,â Fuck, oh my fucking god, he thinks to himself. Heâs shaking a little bitâ thatâs how happy he is. â[Name], I..â God fucking damn it, he canât even express how happy he is. He feels his cheeks blossom and he feels his lips quirk into this goofy smile.
But then he watches you shy away a little bit as you hurriedly say, âI- I mean, sorry. Itâs okay if you just wanna be friends-â
âNo.â Finally, Akaashi can use his mouth and then he gently takes your cheeks in his hands and closes the gap between you two, lips connecting in a display of pining and affection.
He practically melts into the kiss, heâs never been so happy. He thinks heâs actually about to implode; heâs been dreaming about kissing you like this, against your soft, plush lips. And finally heâs able to call you his, to call you the one. When the two of you finally break away for air, heâs breathing hard and his mind is a mess, which is rare considering his usual stoic state.
Akaashi has also never seen you so flustered and blushy. He murmurs into your ear as he takes your hand, âFeelings are 100% reciprocated.â
âI can tell,â you laugh breathily, and heâs so happy to hear that some of your anxiety has dissolved in that sweet kiss. Heâs absolutely infatuated with you in every aspect. He leans in for a soft, quicker kiss on the lips and savors the feeling of warmth he gets. âDork.â, he whispers.
âOnly for you.â
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