#im a sucker for the bad boy x good girl trope

[chobunz]

wait… what abt jay or hee boxer x ballet dancer reader. 😴😴

wait ur cooking anon…. that would be pretty fire ngl

[shoheiakagi]

Delinquent!HOMRA AU: Akagi Shouhei x Reader

Shouhei didn’t seem at all bothered by the teacher’s words, just laughing them off as he came towards the empty desk next to you. You though? You were definitely much more affected.

Shouhei plopped into the chair next to you, tilting his hat up a bit and smiling broadly at you, tipping you a wink.

“Guess today’s my lucky day, I’d say,” he said, leaning into you a bit. “Project sounds boring but I’m looking forward to spending a lot of time with you. Take good care of me, eh, y/n?”

Inspired by  Cat and Mouse by @ciaossu-imagines

[uhohwhathaveidone]

Dude I’m obsessed with your writing I’m so glad I came across your page omg 😭🙏 I Hope you don’t mind me requesting a Omnis gaunt x reader fic that would be about the reader being a pureblood like omnis being arranged to marry each other and the both don’t get along and then later on they both start warming up to each other and also start caring about each other one day the reader catches a slytherin girl flirting with omnis which makes her jealous to the point the reader is tempted to transform the girl into a damn chicken and Omnis immediately knows the reader is there so after the girl goes away Ominis starts teasing the reader which causes her to be flustered and then out of nowhere the reader quickly gives him a kiss (I’m so sorry if this sounds cringe but I’m a sucker for enemies to lovers and I can’t help but imagine omnis and the reader be like that at first)

"You're supposed to be my husband you idiot <(‵^′)>"

Marriage? (O.G)

hehe OG. Anyway, this is pretty long, if I do say so myself. I listened to a classical music playlist so I kind of got into it. Also, I think my nose ring got infected and now the tip of my nose hurst really bad, so I have to deal with that for a bit. Apparently you shouldn't use rubbing alcohol and stuff and only like saline solution but....my old college friend stole my solution and I keep forgetting to buy more. Anyway, no warnings, fem!reader, whose also in Slytherin. Its just the good old angst/fluff enemies to lovers trope. I've never written for Ominis before, and let me tell you, I kept typing Seb on accident before correcting myself. And thank you so much for all your requests, im still chipping away at them! Anyway, Enjoy <3 pt2, Marry Me

You stood beside your mother, grasping onto her dress as you stood, watching your father talk with another man. Beside him sat a strange-looking boy. You noticed how his eyes were very different, unsure how to describe them if anyone ever asked, but his hair was laid nicely, done by his mother, no doubt. He was dressed in a rather fancy attire, one you would normally see at one of the many high-end parties your parents would hold, at it seemed to match the dress you wore perfectly. Your mother held a glare as she looked at your father, who shook hands with the other and walked over to you, kneeling down to your height. “Darling, I want you to meet Ominis Gaunt, the boy over there.” He pointed to the boy, who you now know was named Ominis, who didn’t wave or even acknowledge you. You huffed, crossing your arms. “Why must I meet him? He doesn’t look very friendly.” You complained, sending a childish glare his way. Your father sighed, placing a hand on your small shoulder. “You’ll be married to him in the future, so it’d be best if you met now and got along beforehand.”

“Marry him? That’s stupid! I don’t want to get married!” You shouted, running to hide behind your mother. She only sighed as she turned to you, patting your head. “Just go say hi to him, ok darling?” You puffed your cheeks as she ushered you towards him, leaving you there to go make small talk with his parents. You stood there, glaring at the strange boy. His eyes were creepy, and they only seemed to get creepier the more you looked at him. He didn’t speak a word, staring off into a corner of the room the two had been left in. You took a breath and brought your hand out, outstretched to shake his own. “Hello, my name is y/n. You’re Ominis?” He nodded, turning his head in your direction. He didn’t take your hand, nor even look at it. You grew impatient, feeling like a fool. “Well? Aren’t you going to shake my hand?” You asked, gesturing to him. “Right, sorry.” He said, and stretched his own hand out, moving it around in the air. “Seriously? Come on.” You sighed, grabbing his hand, and shaking it once. “You act like your blind, or something.”

“I am…blind.” Ominis said, furrowing his brows. You glared at him, still upset about the embarrassing handshake. “Clearly.” You turned to walk away, looking in the direction of your mother. “How boring, I refuse to marry someone as boring as you are.” Ominis glared in your direction, beginning to dread the arraignment your parents had set up. “I wouldn’t want to marry someone as spoiled as you, either.” Your cheeks heated up in anger as you turned to him. “I am not spoiled!” Ominis shrugged, “Could have fooled me.” You huffed as you stomped over to your mother, grabbing her hand. “Let’s go, mother. I refuse to marry someone like him, he’s boring and rude.” She sighed, looking over to your father as he narrowed his eyes. “You don’t have a choice, sweetie. Your father already set it up.” “Well then Father is a fool, I wish to go home and never see him again.”

“I’m afraid that won’t be possible, little lady.” Your father scowled, crossing his arms. “It has already been set that you will marry Ominis, and even if you wanted to avoid him, it would be impossible.” You stomped a foot onto the cobbled ground, pouting. “And why is that?” You asked, glaring over at Ominis, who had made his way over, somehow. “You’ll be attending Hogwarts next year, same as him. No doubt you’ll be in the same house as well. You must get used to it.” Your father placed his cup onto the table, bowing his head to Mr. Gaunt. “I refuse!” Your mother grabbed your hand and began to walk you out, promising to let you out into the garden when you made it home. You smiled; finally being told something you like to hear. Your father only sighed as he stepped into the carriage behind you, pinching the bridge of his nose. “She’s only ten, it’s quite the age to be set up for marriage.” Your mother reasoned, still holding your hand. You looked out the window, focusing on the world going by instead of your parents’ voices. “It doesn’t matter, we were the same age when we were told that we would marry.” He looked over at his wife, who refused to make eye contact with him. “And I resented you for a long while before we got to that point. All I’m saying is to give them time. Children their age don’t want to get married, they want to see the world.” “She has no choice, one way or the other.”

You stood amongst the crowd, watching as students were called up and placed into their houses. You fiddled with the ring your mother gave you, looking around anxiously. You watched a girl walk up to the front, sitting on the stool. You let out a shaky breath as you watched her smile and run to where the other Ravenclaws were. “Nervous?” You groaned, turning to Ominis. “Not one bit, but I would mind some personal space, you know.” Ominis shook his head, “You can’t lie to me. I can hear your breathing.” You glared at him, knowing he couldn’t see the anger that had made its home in your features. “Keep your ears away, just because you can’t see doesn’t mean you can use your hearing to spy on me.” Ominis shook his head, backing away slightly. “Still as rotten as always. Remind me to never try and help you with anything.” You scoffed, “As if anything I need help with would use your assistance.” Your name was called then, and you gave Ominis one last glare as you made your way through, sitting on the stool.

“You have great wit, you do. Bit of a temper… but not to everyone. I see. A rival already, perhaps? Your mind is strong, but there are other parts…yes.” You sighed as the hat rambled to itself, looking around. “I’d say… Slytherin!” You released the breath you had begun to hold, heading to the table where your father had sat many years ago. A girl waved her hand to you, patting the seat beside her. “Come sit here!” You nodded as you made your way over, taking a seat beside the brunette. “Hello! I’m Anne, it’s a pleasure to meet you!” She offered to shake your hand, and you gladly took it. “My name is y/n, it’s nice to meet you.” Anne smiled at you and pointed into the crowd. “You see that boy, the one with the brown hair near the front?” You shook your head, noticing that there were a long of boys in the assembly with brown hair, including Ominis. “There’s quite a few of them, Anne. You’d have to be more specific.” She sighed, trying to find an easier way to show you. “Oh! He’s standing by the other boy with brown hair, I saw him earlier, blind I believe?” You sighed, knowing she meant Ominis, and quickly spotted him. Beside his stood a taller boy, brown hair, just like Anne said. “I believe I see him now.” Anne smiled, “Good! That’s my twin brother, Sebastian!” You nodded, watching as the two boys got closer to the front of the group. “He’ll definitely be in the same house, I’m sure of it.” You could only nod, watching as Ominis was called up to the stool. Your father’s words replayed in your head, “No doubt you’ll be in the same house.” You shuddered, glaring as Ominis was, indeed, sorted into Slytherin as well.

You thought that would be the end of it, you’d be sorted in the same house, but otherwise not have to deal with each other. You were wrong. You shared many classes with Ominis in your first year, second too. Your friend, Anne, had also become his friend, along with her twin brother Sebastian. You felt your insides bubble in anger as you realized that you had to share friends now, unable to get away from the boring boy you were cursed to marry. Anne had come up to ask you once why you were sort of rude to Ominis, but kind to everyone else. You brushed it off, replying that you just didn’t get along with him. Ominis had let it slip once, though, in front of Anne and Sebastian.

You watched Ominis become more aware of his surroundings, able to navigate around furniture with ease now thanks to all the practice. He was annoying you, always bringing up the marriage situation whenever he tried to help you with something. You thought that maybe you hung out with Imelda too much, as you dragged some of the furniture around a bit, just barely noticeable to anyone. You then sat back, talking with Anne and Sebastian, eyes trailing to Ominis as he walked into the common room. You watched as he took his normal route, around tables and chairs, but his route was disrupted. You watched in glee as he ran his side into the arm of a chair, hissing in pain as he grabbed it. Sebastian quickly stood up, moving to help Ominis.

“Pretty clumsy, are you?” You teased, placing your arms behind your head. Ominis glared in your direction, already on to your plan. “I do hope you lose the habit of moving furniture before we get married, I’ll be dead before we even reach the wedding.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “Perhaps that was the plan, my dear.” Anne and Sebastian looked between the two of you, confused. “Wait!” Anne spoke up, “Is that why you don’t like Ominis? You’re forced to marry him?” You nodded, gesturing to Ominis, “He called me spoiled when we first met.” Anne looked at Ominis, seemingly offended for you. Quickly, Ominis retorted. “You called me boring and rude! And said to “stop acting like I’m blind.”” You held back a laugh, “To be fair, no one told me you were blind before-hand.” Ominis sighed, exhausted. “Could have asked, you know.” “Be pretty rude to walk up to a boy I just met and go “Hello, I’m going to be your wife! By any chance, are you blind?” Although, that would be pretty funny.” Ominis shook his head.

By the time you made it to your third year, Anne had been pestering you constantly to try and be nice with Ominis. You could only sigh, telling her that she sounded like your mother. You continued to banter with Ominis day after day, insulting each other and pranking each other. The fourth year arrived, and Sebastian came along, informing you that Anne was unwell and unable to come back. Down a friend, you were stuck with Ominis and Sebastian, and you began to grow tired of making fun of your soon-to-be husband.

You walked into the potion’s classroom, taking your seat next to Ominis. He looked over at you, and you blew air from your nose. “Rough night last night?” Ominis asked, stating the obvious, but you could no longer fault him. He was unable to see the dark circles that had formed under your eyes from the study session you had last night, flipping through the chapter you would be going over today. You had always been anxious during Potions, the fear that one wrong ingredient would possibly cause an explosion was the key element that made you study so hard. “Yeah, you could say that.” You responded, grabbing your book, and opening to the page you were on before you finally surrendered to sleep. “You know, not every potions class is going to end up in flames.” You scoffed, shaking your head. “You never fully know until it happens.” “Of course.”

Sharp began the class with the description of the potion they would be making, lecturing for about five minutes before letting the students begin. You sighed, reading off the measurements as you placed them in your pot. You had it memorized, thanks to the night before. You read how the potion was supposed to react, and how it reacted when ingredients were placed when they weren’t supposed to. The potion would blow up, and you refused to let that happen. You took a quick glance at Ominis, checking up on him, only to quickly look back at his hand in horror. He had grabbed the wrong ingredient, of course, and was seconds away from placing it into the cauldron. Quickly, you grabbed his hand, pulling it away. “Ominis! You really must double check before you start adding ingredients!” Ominis looked at you, surprised. “What do you mean?” You sighed, taking the moss out of his hand and placing it away from the rest of the ingredients, replacing it with milkweed. “You were about to blow yourself up, is what I mean. If you’re unsure, please check with me first. Imagine what I’d have to tell your parents if you blew yourself up.” Ominis listened to you ramble, a soft smile on his lips. You had started to become kind to him as you made it to your fifth year. Sebastian joked and said you were finally maturing. Ominis swore that, sometimes, you had been looking out for him as the three of you walked down the hall. Who else would tug on his sleeve and pull him slightly over before he bumped into a statue?

You had stopped talking, returning to your own potion. Ominis placed the milkweed into the cauldron, giving it a quick stir. “Thank you, by the way.” He said quietly, reaching for another ingredient. “Don’t mention it, you probably would have blown me up too, honestly. Here,” You said, grabbing his paper with the instructions on it. You had learned a spell a while ago that changed writing on parchment, and had tweaked it to turn words into brail. Waving your wand quickly, the ink turned to raised dots, and you quickly labeled the ingredients he was using. “So, you don’t blow us up again.” Curious, Ominis grabbed the paper you placed in front of him, running his fingers down it. He smiled and felt a slight warmth in his cheeks. You ignored him and continued to work.

It became a habit in potions now, where you would watch Ominis as he worked with his potions, making sure he was using the right ones. In other classes, you began to help each other, slightly. There was still the teasing and slight insult, but otherwise the two of you were rather tame. You began to walk with Ominis around the grounds, describing things to him when you didn’t have classes to get to. Ominis enjoyed the walks the two of you shared, enjoying the descriptions you made. Sometimes, you would purposefully describe something in a weird way, waiting for Ominis to catch on and tell you how crazy that would be, but sometimes he didn’t. Sometimes, Ominis would become engrossed in your voice, it always had a calm tone to it, even if you were acting out against him. It was one of the first things he noticed when you first met six year prior; the soft voice you used when addressing your mother, how it sounded annoyed when you asked if he was going to shake your hand, the stern tone you used when you told your father that he was boring and rude.

You grabbed his sleeve, shaking him from his thoughts. “No, no, no, where is it?” Your voice was panicked this time, one that Ominis never really heard much. “What’s happened?” You dropped to the ground, searching through the grass. “My mother’s ring! It must have slipped off my finger! I can’t find it.” Your voice cracked, and Ominis knelt down and found your shoulder. “Are you sure you didn’t take it off and leave it by your bed?” You shook your head frantically, tears swelling in your eyes. “Never! I never take it off, not anymore.” Ominis could hear you begin to cry. You had worn the ring to your first day of Hogwarts, a gift from your mother. You told him once about it, how its silver band curled around a pale yellow stone, Hufflepuff, the house your mother was in. You had taken it off every now and then if you were planning on dueling Sebastian or caring for creatures, but during the break between fourth and fifth year, your mother had passed suddenly, and you refused to take it off after that.

“I don’t know where it could be! I can’t remember when I had it last,” You wept, and Ominis found you once again and offered his hand. “I may not be the best help, but I can help us retrace our steps.” You looked at him, confused. “How?” “Well, you’ve been describing our walk this whole time, so if we go back along the same route and give it a good look-over, I’m sure you’ll spot it.” You nodded, taking his hand as he pulled you up, taking your hand and recounting the path you took. “I believe we left off at the tree with the pink flowers?” You nodded, moving back to the tree, guiding Ominis behind you. You scanned the ground as you walked, not seeing any sign of it. “Not here…” Ominis thought back again, “We visited the fence with the strange mushrooms growing on it, yes?” “That’s right!” The ring wasn’t there either, but Ominis refused to let your hopes down. “I remember you talking about the small pond where those giant toads lived, perhaps it’s there?” The two of you made your way back to the pond, and you searched through the grass. Ominis joined in, sifting through with his fingers, coming up to a round metal object with what felt like a gemstone attached to it. “Here it is!”

“Ominis! You’re a genius!” You shouted, running up to him. Ominis smiled, stretching his hand out. You looked at him, puzzled, not reaching for it as you tried to figure out what he was doing. “Give me your hand, I know you’re not blind.” You chuckled, placing your hand in his. Slowly, he guided the ring back onto your finger, closing your hand with his own. “There, best that we don’t lose it again, yeah?” “Right, thank you so much, Ominis. I have no idea what I would do without you.”

A few weeks had gone by, and the two of you had seemingly gotten closer. You helped each other in class, point out if one of your favourite food was at supper, and take the usual walks, which did not lead to you losing your ring a second time. Ominis had made sure that you wouldn’t, taking your hand with the ring in his as you walked, “A precaution,” Ominis said. You were unsure where you stood with Ominis at that point, unable to tell if you were getting along because you had to, or because you wanted to. You didn’t even know if you actually liked him, thanks to the arraignment; you felt conflicted, unsure if your feelings were real or made up to save face for your families. You weren’t going to ask Ominis how he felt, of course. You pushed the thoughts aside as you walked into the common room, ready to collect Ominis and head to the dining hall.

You looked over to the couch, eyeing where Ominis sat. Beside him sat another student, who had begun to play with her hair as she talked with him. Your eyes narrowed as you walked closer, disgust painting your face as you listened to her awful attempts at flirting. “So, I was thinking. Maybe we could go by the lake? It’s quiet there.” She said, and you glared daggers into the back of her head. Shameless fliting was one thing, shameless flirting with Ominis? A death sentence. Hexes ran through your head, the idea of turning her into a chicken and leaving her in one of the pens stuck out, another, turning her into a toad and leaving her to live with the other toads in the crowded pond. Ominis heard the small noise you made when she tried to get closer, and he smirked. He knew you were there, probably standing behind her as you glared at her, something Sebastian had described to him anytime Poppy would get picked on. You had made it your habit to stand behind your “victims” until they turned around and met your dagger-like gaze, threatening to hex them if they didn’t get out of your sight. Ominis could only imagine what scene was playing out before him, and he broke into a smile. The student took that as a good sign, “I’ll meet you there then.” She got up and turned to grab the book she had placed down, gasping as your presence startled her. “You have to stop sneaking up on people like that, y/n!” Your gaze never broke, “My apologies.”

The girl left, leaving you to huff in annoyance as you waited for Ominis to stand. His smile never left as he slowly got up and walked to you. “It’s quiet there? That’s so stupid! She needs to work on her flirting skills.” You crossed your arms, turning to walk to the door. “Is someone jealous?” You scoffed, as you exited the room, “Why would I?” “We’re supposed to get married, I’m basically your husband already.” You shook your head, pouting. “We’re not married yet, so why should I care?” You walked along the empty hall, the sound of your shoes hitting the cobble echoing around you. Ominis chuckled, “So I can…go to the lake with her tonight, then?” Your cheeks heated up and you began to stutter. “The- the lake? Absolutely not! Why would you-“ You took a breath in and sighed. “Go on then, go have your fun.” You stopped walking, turning to Ominis and crossing your arms. Still smiling, Ominis shrugged his shoulders and turned to walk away, and you huffed in annoyance as your face turned bright red. You quickly grabbed his arm to stop him, “You’re not…actually going to go, are you?” You asked, hanging your head and looking down at your feet. You heard him chuckle, as he turned, guiding his hand up to find your face. “I wouldn’t need to if my wife-to-be would stop being so stubborn.” He felt your cheek burn as you looked up at him, debating what to do.

Without a second thought, you quickly brought your lips together in a quick kiss, hoping that Ominis would understand. You pulled back just as quickly, watching his face heat up just as yours did, a sheepish smile playing on his lips. “There she is.” “Shut up.”

[darkcrowprincess]

i saw this rec from the threads app on my insta and i just had to share 😭😭

i think it's fairly accurate considering everything HRJFKDKD

other than fighting rick on a daily basis i also dabble in shipping certain things out of spite which i love that you do as well HHAHA they can pry my ships and hcs from my cold, dead hands-

im curious! what's your go-to trope/au when it comes to your fave ships? im personally a sucker for soulmate aus or anything with angst FJGKDK

I'm going to separate my favorite tropes/aus into normal and problematic/unhingedv

Normal tropes : fake dating, soulmates, forbidden lovers, best friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, friends to enemies to lovers, 7 minutes in heaven, fake out makeouts, kissing to distract the other person and being into it, sword training, secret identities shenanigans, bad boy/punk and nerd/sunshine, friends with benefits that gets real real quick,hand holding(its more sexy that kissing at times), showering a person with kisses, taking your time kissing everywhere but the lips to build anticipation, girly girl characters, nerdy bookworm girl characters(not Bella Swan, hate her) weird girl characters. Rich person x broke person, meeting at a bookstore(hate coffeshop tropes). Couples who have the same humor. Using humor to cope. Found family(but no one calls each other siblings. Hate that new trend) squads, squad are idiots, hot boys, love letters, diary stories, texting fics(to a point, hate it when it gets dumb). Saving person from drowning/fire/falling to there death/just saving someone in general. Protectiveness. Battles couple, power couple.

Normal aus: Period drama aus, Fantasy aus, sci fi aus, pirate aus, fairy tale aus, cowboy aus, ancient times aus(Egypt, Greek, roman, China, Korea, Middle ages), mythology au, reincarnation aus, time travel au, time loop aus, fix it fics, 80s 90s au. Hate anything high school or modern times(unless it's teen wolf, or dear Evan Hansen), road trip aus, running away aus, royalty aus, multiverse aus

Ok now for my unhinged/problematic faves. Stop reading if this makes you uncomfortable

Problematic tropes: Kidnapping, Monster fucking, age difference, student teacher/mentor and mentie romance, sugar daddy and sugar baby, ice play, knife play, some pain play, bdsm but not too much hate name calling, choking kink, prasie kink, possessiveness to the point of craziness, finding someone killing for you hot, abo, bandage, rape fantasy, dubious consent, extremely dubious consent, captor and captive, stolchm syndrome, secret relationships, dark romance to a point, villians getting the girl/guy, hot villians, evil female villians, evil queen, evil female characters, evil female characters winning, bad guys kidnapping kids and being good parents(but they were still kidnapped) evil found family, villian x female character, villian x hero, villans winning, killing abusers,killing horrible guys, gray mentality

Unhinged aus: beauty and the beasts au emphasize on the beast and kidnapping and captor and captive au, the lives and drama of the rich, dirty secrets(pretty little liars level, vc andrews level), arranged marriage, monsters, falling in love with monsters,evil queens conquering and being happy and in love,royals conquering, daddy issues, abusive parents, abo au, war bride/husband, men(mainly straight) being evil and getting what the deserve, werewolves, mates, gothic romance aus, gothic horror au, teacher and student/mentor and mentie. Gotham like or purge like world aus. Zombie world aus where there's just no laws. Supernatural type au with emphasis of the monster and dark. Romeo and Juliet aus. Jail aus.

[sungbeam]

assign your moots with a romantic trope! (enemies to lovers, soulmate au, etc.)

oh!! hmm interesting endeavor 🤔

a/n: i apologize for how half-assed this feels 😭 my brain isn't braining tbh

@justalildumpling — i want j to have one of those e2l on the surface, absolutely down in the trenches for each other type of aus 😁🤸‍♀️ it's the sneaking around and the banter potential for me!!!

@winterchimez — ally should have one of those vacation romance/fling aus where she meets some guy (AHEM COUGH) on her vacay and they have a whirlwind romance that makes u twirl ur hair and kick ur feet

@zzoguri — i thought of soulmate au for moni tbh :')) like low-key one of those really pretty reincarnation soulmate aus with like falling flower petals in the wind where otp finds each other in each lifetime <//3

@loveliestfelix — there is absolutely no question, it should be the most PAINFUL, THE MOST SAD AND ANGSTY, PULL-OUT-MY-HAIR, BFFS2L EVER. and we all know who it's with 💔💔💔

@jaehunnyy — okay low-key ,,, it should be like a sunshine x grump kind of pairing?? i mean, obviously chip's the literal embodiment of the sun, and so she could def win the heart of anyone 🤔 i think it'd be interesting tbh

@tranquilpetrichor — HELP WAIT ... like an another cinderella au ? like the selena gomez ver ofc. idk i always associate u w dance all the time sorry skfndkfn but i think it would so cute im a SUCKER for that movie TT

@mosviqu — omg wait what about like one of those like 60s aus or something w like the drive-in movies and roller skate drive-thrus where cute people flirt w u from the hoods and trunks of cars .... sighs

@haet-sal — OH WAIT the ggbb trope (゜-゜) but like... good BOY and bad GIRL...? like ur like the cool popular girl w a reputation and the other guy (AHEM COUGH) is like happy go lucky but easily flustered and skdnksnfjd

[sillyfriendssharingablog]

2, 3 and 13 for the shipping preferences ask game :D

2.so I dont like too much the kidnapping trope, the bad boy x good girl trope (idk its name) , and the love "triangles" (if they end up with a character getting ruined)

3. Already answered but Ill give you another one. I really love when a character realizes they are in love with somebody and they are like shocked but in a dumb way, like "Im in love with x... How tf did I realizes it Just now?? '

13. So back to my Hetalia Middle ages my otp was Ameripan (America x Japan that tbh still hits), then from South Park I really stanned whole heartedly Kenny x Butters. from Danganronpa I was the biggest Kaede Akamatsu x Shuichi whatever-his-Surname-was defender. From tf2 I loooved (and still do) Pyro x Scout. And lastly from cookie run I was a sucker for Almond x Latte (especially for the domestic fluff)

[allthedamnlove]

the amount of “yk” I counted in your last post 😭 but yassss to everything you said. I’m a sucker for the bad boy x good girl trope too and rafia just works so well together as a couple. It’s so crazy to me that we didn’t actually see the start of them together but maybe with Rafe being a main next season we see a focus on them and them reconciling.

LMAO 😭😭😭. IM SO SORRY YOU HAD TO READ THRU THAT BS. I'll try not including that word excessively.

I think and I hope maybe in s5 we'll get a flashback of how they met like they did for jarah in s3

And fuck riaras. Yup.

Andd Merry Christmas to youu anon. Hope you have a great holiday

[jinhyun]

BBY your about me still says ur 26 but you should be 27 now methinks :3 (unless u dont wanna change it, then we can be the same age bc im 98 liner heheh)

would you ever write something where yn is the player/ playgirl who sleeps around and member (im thinking hyune, minho, lix or seungmo) are like the awkward shy nerds? Or not even nerds but just like badboy x good girl but REVERSED 👀 im ngl im highkey obsessed with how you write comfort and insecurity - i may have cried 2 or 3 or 738 times on this page- and im curious abt how u would write it if it were reversed! Like in watercolor we saw yn eventually win over jinnie and his redemption arc gawdddd but im thinking liiiike good boys who she plays with and she is total trash but oh wait hes still good to her and now she feels kinda bad and is getting a conscience >_< also bc i feel like the member would pull a little plot twist but still be so fucking devoted and idk ur style slaps and i dont make sense anyways i love ur latest smau with jinnie TOUCH HER BRO TOUCH HERRRR (respectfully and consensually)

yess, i noticed the other day but i need to go on my laptop in order to change it and it’s soooo slow i don’t even wanna bother turning it on just bc of that lmao. whenever i have an actual good reason to turn my laptop on i’m changing it jdñajs

omg i used to be a sucker for that trope, i actually wrote a harry styles fic like that when i was like 16 😭😭 (he was an actual nerd in it btw. i love my nerds). i don’t know if i’d write a whole series for it bc i have other ideas in line but yeah, i could definitely use that trope at some point 👀

i loveeee writing comfort and insecurities (in case you haven’t noticed kdñsjs) so thank you so much for loving the way i do it 😭😭🩷 and for loving my style too, i’m gonna go cry a little now. i’ll have this in mind if i ever feel like writing something else and don’t know what :’)

i’m happy you’re loving heart out!! tysm 🩷 “respectfully and consensually” sent me so hard but you’re so right for that 😭😭😭

[sapphicwhxre]

ASTERIA'S 2.5K FOLLOWER FIC REC LIST

i read fics just as much as i write them so here are some of my favourites. tysmsm for this milestone, i love you all <3 quick note: i didn't re-tag anyone if i recommended more than one of your works because of the tag limit.

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hermione granger

tuesdays - @stupxfy

probably one of my all time favs for hermione. it's just so well written and adorable and fluffy and yes.

if i could tell her - @hellounicorn

pining, pining, PINING. the way these emotions and hermione's described is just... art. perfection. there's a happy ending and it is so worth the build up.

darling dearest - @dracolvr

fluffy goodness. read to be hopelessly in love with hermione ─ which, let's be real, we all are.

november rain - @pansydaisy

uhm i love this one sm. it's so simple but amazing ─ everyone has their days like this and having hermione to cure them? it's what everyone needs.

i need more - @15-dogs

i sobbed the first time i read this. it'll break your heart but it's so amazingly written that it's worth the sadness. actual gut wrenching / mindblowing writing.

how the potter girls react to you in lingerie - @pottersanime

the title. need i say more?

honeyed eyes - @minty-malfoy

HEAVEN. being hermione's first kiss as friend? but both of you idiots liking each other? oh my god, sign me up.

hugging her from behind - @pastanest

again, the title. read to feel 🥺💙

grey days - @pepperimps01

PANSMIONE 😌😌 it's angsty with a happy ending and i love it sm. this does such a perfect job of capturing pansy and hermione's relationship growing and having its ups and downs with just a few paragraphs. honestly so good

grenade - @hellounicorn

another one that'll make your heart shatter. but in the best way. these are the fics i live for where the you can't help but feel like it's really happening to you and hermione and god it's so fucking powerful. underrated writing right here in general. and also pansmione is the loml so it hurts in that way.

honeybees - @pansydaisy

fluffy aesthetic heaven.

lead the way - @teacup-tai

more pansmione but this is pure filthy thinking and satisfies all the sexual tension dreams pansmione shippers have.

two queens in a king sized bed - @shysneeze

domestic christmas morning with hermione and it's angelic.

would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy

one of those blurbs i never imagined i'd read or love so much. not to mention it's spot on and adorable.

pansy parkinson

right and wrong - @starrkidmalfoy

a first kiss and the overdone trope that i will never get sick of, the bitch who's soft only for you. the descriptions in this are perfection and the writing is beautiful <3

messed up - @writseo

toxic, messed up love fics will be the death of me. insane how well you captured it all and i just yes damn fucking props.

pansy parkinson imagine - @moonlight-imagines

*screams* THE BEST FRIEND BANTER + THE ENDING OH MY GOD OH MY GOD ─ I SCREAMED WHEN I FIRST READ THIS. I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE IT.

dating pansy would include - @lotsoffandomimagines

ABSOLUTE POWER COUPLE SHIT and to this day, pansy saying "jealous much?" when being scolded for pda remains iconic.

grey days - @pepperimps01

as i said before: PANSMIONE 😌😌 it's angsty with a happy ending and i love it sm. this does such a perfect job of capturing pansy and hermione's relationship growing and having its ups and downs with just a few paragraphs. honestly so good

new rules - @silversslytherin

excuse me this is immaculate ─ pansy is the best friend and the second you see that she's also the best s/o, you're done for. perfection.

study "dates" - @turning-dreams-into-chaos

the title is self explanatory and this whole thing is fluffy heaven <3

how the potter girls react to you in lingerie - @pottersanime

read the title, thank me later.

lead the way - @teacup-tai

more pansmione but this is pure filthy thinking and satisfies all the sexual tension dreams pansmione shippers have.

traitor - @hufflepuff-writings

a masterpiece where pansy chooses the wrong side in the battle of hogwarts. this ties up so well and the writing is so powerful.

back alley love potions - @a-simple-imagine

this actually hurts but in a beautiful way. watching pansy give draco a love potion is such a fucking concept and this is executed incredibly.

my little bunny - @emmamarie7708

pansy making you do this is so dirty yet she's slightly sweet and i am a sucker for it. god is a woman and her name is pansy fucking parkinson.

pansy parkinson imagine - @moonlight-imagines

i'll let pansy beat people up for me all day. they put me in madame pomfrey's, feel my girlfriend's wrath.

ginny weasley

blissful - @enyastasia

fluffy ginny goodness. the friends to lovers? the amazing kiss? 🥺🥺🥺💞💞 this fic lives in my heart <3

bubble pop electric - @hunnypot-imagines

this is hotter than a lot of actual smut and the chemistry is so... wow. ginny weasley owns me.

dear ginny - @alyssamalfoy

how does this short ass letter manage to make me feel so much. it's sorcery but i don't even care, it's beautiful.

wildflower - @pansydaisy

will i ever get tired of cheeky i love yous? not when loves like ginny weasley and ayli's so so pretty writing exist.

all i want - @hellounicorn

ouch. fuck you harry :) quite possibly the best ginny fic i have ever read. insanely talented writing, i genuinely feel every touch of emotion you put down and you need to know how amazing that is. keep breaking my heart.

linny hcs - @bluebirdlinginthenest

who doesn't need good linny content in their life?

how the potter girls react to you in lingerie - @pottersanime

sexy bitch, fuck me up.

willow - @padmeamiala

ginny is the loml. her brothers can cry about it.

bellatrix lestrange

attempting to bake with bellatrix - @carters-coffee

MY FAVOURITE BELLA FIC ─ there's not enough bellatrix fluff out there but this makes up for the lack of. heaven.

bellatrix prompt - @carters-coffee

this gives me chills. she knows she's a bad bitch and that's what we love about her.

change of plans - @dumb-sbian

why THE FUCK have i not had a rainy morning with bellatrix? she can sleep and mumble something just like this and i'm still head over heels for her.

being tortured as bellatrix's girlfriend - @writings-of-a-british-fangirl

definitely a concept BUT this makes me feel some type of way and i recommend giving it a minute of your time 😌

bellatrix finding out you're a muggleborn - @carters-coffee

the beauty, the nuance omg. this is art.

bellatrix prompt - @carters-coffee

yep jealous bella. trust me, im all yours mommy <3

sex with bellatrix would include - @onegayastronaut

so short but... sign. me. up.

luna lovegood

never leave - @/deactivated

luna smut is hard asf to come by and this is my favourite. it's so luna and the pain over her not knowing, not getting that closure about how you feel until this is an amazing rollercoaster.

she - @hunnypot-imagines

the beauty of falling in love with luna, through this majorly talented writing. ten out of fucking ten. i will not elaborate but there's also majorly good association in this imo.

silver berries and flickering fireflies - @duskgrangers

i love this fic so much. she's so herself and that is why we ✨ simp ✨ and the scene set just sounds so prettyy

how the potter girls react to you in lingerie - @pottersanime

luna + this title? yes please, ma'am i am simping.

would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy

put me in your pocket luna. im begging you.

dancing in the rain with luna - @/deactivated

only luna would get you a dress to go dancing in the rain and this is the stuff of blissful, fluffy dreams.

hugging her from behind - @pastanest

short and cute, do me a favour and read it :)

dating luna lovegood would go like - @glossymalfoy

life is NOT worth it if you don't read these cute little headcanons and imagine dating ravenclaw's baddest bitch.

linny hc - @bluebirdlinginthenest

like i said, who doesn't need good linny content?

cho chang

strawberry kisses - @pansydaisy

the only cho fic i've been able to find and it's SO WORTH IT. the cutest, it flows so well, and i absolutely love it. i need this with cho tbh.

fleur delacour

toutes les etoiles - @coffee--writes

im in love with fleur and this amazing writing. and for the first time since i started high school, my three years of taking french feel good for something.

being best friends with fleur would include - @harrypotter-imaginess

not romantic but actually so sweet pls. i want this friendship in my life so bad.

nymphadora tonks

dating nymphadora tonks would include - @imaginesforgirls

dating her + that warm little feeling of bliss that only HCs can give you

taking care of her after the war - @random-imagines-blog

this kind of hurts in that good ass way and i lovee it. they're simple hcs but i feel for tonks so much and then there's that warm lil feeling when you're the one to put her back together aand now my primary life goal is to help this woman heal.

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harry potter

phosphenes - @minty-malfoy

ok shakespeare, the fuck?? this fic will never not get me right in the heart. the angst, holy fuck. and for once, the reader doesn't hurt harry and let draco walk all over them and it's just done so well. the transition from a toxic relationship to a sweet, loving one PLEASE. it's beautiful.

happy memories - @15-dogs

how does this manage to be so. smutty and fluffy at the same time? this is one of those short ones that has lived in my head, rent-free since i read it. and tbh any fic that includes expecto patronum is guaranteed to be good.

come back to me - @wondernimbus

right from the beginning, it's a mess of emotions both good and bad. that kind of good ass writing that hits you in the heart <3

making out with harry potter would include - @badfvith

read this title. done? now thank me later.

harry prompt - @thoseofgreatambition

harry x a sarcastic swooning bitch is an elite trope idc. short and sweet, i'm marrying this fic.

keep your eyes on the prize - @rowema-ravenclaw

first of all, showing harry up and second, pure fluff (and a little steam) right after. i also love how she writes harry in general because he's totally safe/in love with the relationship but still has that awkward lovable shyness and i just... *sighs*

always - @pansydaisy

uhm i will always love him and always reread this a thousand times so its a fit title + a good read.

late night studying - @lumosandnoxwriting

fuck studying, let his hand stay in my shirt. once again recommending fluffy bliss in the form of a short read that makes me feel things <3

would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy

he's so stupid. but he still loves you + this is from our resident perfectly talented writer so its a win.

cuddling after a rough quidditch practice - @badfvith

harry james potter is : b a b y

gryffindor's victory - @rowema-ravenclaw

make me gryffindors fucking cheerleader because HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT. AND THE WRITING IS IMMACULATE PLEASE. just read it, you won't regret it.

draco malfoy

silent treatment - @slytherinwh0re

andy's mad talented and this is just... insert a cheesy chefs kiss. unbelievably adorable but so fucking hot and an actually good smut plot (which is rare lmfao). remind me to give draco the silent treatment every time im upset.

rewards - @malfoysstilinski

so hot PLS. hype him up for the match and get your reward, bye. so good.

reading between the lines - @minty-malfoy

i've said this a thousand times but that's what happens when you've got a mad talented mutual BLESSING everyone with beauty like this. butterflies and warm feelings all around when i read this 💓

point of view - @draconisxcaput

its angst for hermione and fluff for you but overall ethereal writing. i am never going to recover from the pure talent that this is.

im not kidding im dying - @malfoysmatrioshka

i hate being sick with a passion but this... this would make it worth it.

hogwarts express - @/deactivated

draco fucking you because he knows harry's watching. the shit of legends and god is it hot.

draco laughing at you because you can't walk after sex - @glossymalfoy

*motions to the title* fluff with this loser 😌

the cheeseburger - @slytherinwh0re

really short read but this is one of those things i just. didn't know i needed. you're missing out and haven't even realised it if you haven't read about introducing him to cheeseburgers. and that ending is so funny/in character to me i fucking love it.

four am - @malfoysstilinski

domestic draco 🥺 but also sad draco 🥺 and then fluffy draco 🥺

hugging him from behind - @pastanest

real short and it'll brighten your day <3

would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy

how is it that this is so stupidly adorable. i love it 💘

ron weasley

heather - @hellounicorn

always making me cry with your fics i swearrr. this is a must-read. having someone but them not really being yours is a beautiful trope and this fic absolutely does it wonderful, poetic justice. your angst is addicting.

apple pie - @pregnant-piggy

ABSOLUTE DOMESTIC BLISS I AM IN LOVE. i don't even like kids or baking that much but this made me so soft. the whole cozy, heavenly vibes from this fic yes yes yes.

jealousy - @writeroutoftime

cliché jealousy turns friends to lovers and i am a sucker for it all over again <3

shaking and trembling - @ronsbadidea

if ron doesn't finger fuck me and then make a cheeky comment about it in class later then WHAT IS THE POINT :(

mixed signals - @iamthecabbage

i've always figured ron is this awkward idiot cutie with a crush and yea, this is it.

fred and george weasley

i love you, but you don't - @george-fabian-weasley

fred's a character i really don't read for often but goddamn. it's the saddest, most beautiful mix of rejection and pain and fred desperately caring but not in the way you want him to ─ an angsty masterpiece.

cockwarming george - @roonilwazlibimagines

because of this filthy gem, i one hundred thousand percent believe that he could make me cum without even fucking me and this is just... it's a good fucking read.

would you still love me if i turned into a worm? - @minty-malfoy

their responses are so wonderfully chaotic and adorable and GOD you're missing out if you haven't read these lil blurbs.

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[pies-writes-and-more]

hello :)

do you know what the hanahaki disease is? if so, could you write the hanahaki trope with iwaizumi where he thinks you like oikawa but finds himself in love w you? I'm a sucker for angst with happy endings

pairing: iwaizumi hajime x gn!reader

warnings: mentions of throwing up flowers, having trouble breathing, coughing, etc, also potentially bad writing because i wrote this at work and did not proofread im so sorry lol

a/n: omg i'm finally getting to this i'm so sorry i wanted to do this perfectly LOL for those of you who don't know (like myself before i googled haha), the Hanahaki disease is a fictional disease that grows a flower/plant in your body when you are experiencing unrequited love. some say it only happens when you think the love is unrequited (so that's what I used here!). this was a super cool request anon so thank you so much for requesting! again, i'm so sorry for taking so long on this haha i wanted it to be perfect! Enjoy!!

haikyuu masterlist

It started with just a petal.

One stupid petal that freaked Iwaizumi out more than anything else.

He felt something caught in his throat one day at practice and tried to chug some water down to make it go away. Only for him to end up choking on whatever it was and having to rush to the bathroom to splutter it out.

A stupid singular petal.

He glared at it, rolling his eyes as he squished the soft light pink coloured object in his fingers, tossing it into the garbage. He knew exactly what it meant and he didn't care.

"Iwaaa!" Oikawa came popping in, looking at his best friend curiously as he noticed the redness in Iwaizumi's cheeks. "Are you alright? Not getting sick are you?"

"I'm fine," Iwaizumi snapped, looking away from him. Why did it have to be him of all people to come check up on him? Normally, Iwaizumi would feel comforted by his best friend coming to cheer him up or make sure he wasn't throwing up bad food.

But all Oikawa's pretty face did was remind Iwaizumi of what he wasn't. Recently, Oikawa had just become a constant reminder that he could never be as good as this pretty boy, that he would always be overlooked, in the shadows of that pretty boy face.

"You seem grumpier than usual," Oikawa pointed out as the two of them walked back to the gym. "Did something happen? Is this because I took those snacks from those girls this morning? I promise I'll share them with you," Oikawa grinned, nudging his friend in the arm playfully.

"Whatever," Iwaizumi shrugged, trying to just go back to practice like nothing happened.

That was the plan, he decided as he continued on with volleyball practice. Ignore what just happened. Pretend like nothing was wrong. Go on with his life until he couldn't ignore it anymore.

He knew it was stupid - he knew this was a serious health issue, one that could potentially take him out of the running for being a main player on the team. But right now he didn't care. He didn't want to care. Because all that stupid little petal told him was that no matter how much he loved you, regardless of the fact that he had known he felt this way since he met you, you didn't feel the same way.

Why would you? With Oikawa always at his side, Iwaizumi knew he couldn't compete.

At some point, Iwaizumi wondered if the rumours about the Hanahaki disease were true. Would he really die if he just let this disease go unresolved? Would confessing his feelings to you make them go away? Would he just have to hope that you felt the same?

But time passed and the more Iwaizumi saw you and his captain interact, laughing over anything and everything, Oikawa teasing you playfully and you smacking him around, the more Iwa felt his throat start to close. It became harder and harder to hide the petals and flower buds that he was throwing up now. He just wanted to forget about it - he wanted to forget you.

He wanted to forget the feeling of falling head over heels for you, reading into every little gesture you did around him, thinking about any hidden meanings in your words. He wanted to forget.

A few online searches gave him an exit from this torturous feeling. People online mentioned that once the plant got too big for someone to properly breathe with, they got it surgically removed.

But the removal of the plant, they always cautioned, meant the removal of your feelings as well. Whatever you felt for this person would be gone, and in some cases, you would forget about them completely once you had woken up from surgery.

Iwaizumi glanced at his phone, the group chat between you, him, and Oikawa was blowing up with you two arguing over some meme catching his eye.

Maybe he didn't want to forget you completely, but he wanted to stop feeling like a third wheel so desperately, he would do anything.

It wasn't like you hadn't noticed how distant Iwaizumi had gotten over the past few weeks. He didn't seem to hang around you as much anymore, your weekly study dates seemed like they were more of a hindrance to him than anything else, so you stopped begging him to help you out.

Maybe you had read all of the previous signs wrong, you thought. Maybe Iwaizumi didn't actually have feelings for you... maybe there was someone else.

The morning after you considered that possibility, you choked up a flower petal at breakfast and your heart sank. More weeks passed and Iwaizumi was definitely avoiding you now. Unbloomed flowers and petals greeted you every morning as if to remind you that the one guy who made you feel like your heart beat faster against your chest, might actually be the reason your heart stopped beating one day.

You hadn't seen Iwaizumi in what felt like forever, so it was only through OIkawa that you found out that the boy you were in love with was sitting in a hospital bed somewhere. The captain didn't seem to have any important details about what happened, just that Iwa was feeling sick, and you found yourself racing to the hospital. There was something wrong, it was like a gut feeling you had that you couldn't explain. Your lungs were feeling extremely tight as you ran to the nearest bus stop that could take you to the hospital, gripping your chest like your heart might explode.

You made your way through the halls, trying to remember how he seemed the last time you saw him in passing. He always seemed so pale, so tired, like he had a fever he just couldn't get rid of. Oikawa had told you he hadn't been to practice in a while because of how sick he was getting.

"Iwa!" You gaped in the doorway of his room, eyes wide as you finally laid eyes on him lying in the hospital bed. "Oikawa... he told me it was just some bad cold." Your eyes narrowed as you slowly reached his side, noting how he was avoiding your eyes. "It's not just a cold is it? You lied to the team didn't you?"

Iwaizumi wasn't sure what to say at this point. What kind of cruel universe was it that he had to deal with both the nerves of the surgery prep but also see you right before it happened? You with that worried gaze like you cared about him? You with that soft look in your eyes, and the way your fingers would brush over his hair to push it out of his face?

He knew you cared. He knew he was being cynical and rude by ignoring you these past few months. You just... never cared the way he wanted you to.

"I'm fine," he croaked out after a while but the sound in his voice and the way he started to cough afterwards, hacking for oxygen, showed you he wasn't.

"Do they know what it is?" You asked cautiously, watching as he cupped whatever it was that he coughed up in his hands and hid it in his side so you couldn't see it.

He avoided your eyes again, as if he had been so sneaky and you hadn't actually seen it, "I dunno. Got surgery later."

"S-Surgery? What kind of surgery?" You asked, your eyes darting around as if the doctors would've left some sort of note in the room for you to see.

"Dunno," he lied again, his fingers playing with the blankets, as if they were so much more interesting than the situation in front of him.

You frowned and reached over to flick him in the forehead, his eyes finally shooting up to look at you in surprise, "W-What was that for?" He yelped, a raspiness to his voice.

"Why are you lying to me, Iwaizumi?" You shot back, flicking him another time for good measure. "I-I... I thought we were close. Why would you lie to me about your health? This whole time I knew something was going on with you and I thought maybe if I gave you space you'd tell me on your own time. But you haven't! And now you're having surgery? And you're still lying to me?"

Iwaizumi watched the fire in your eyes as you scolded him, a guilt digging further into him as if the flowers in his throat had grown roots into his belly. "It's not like you can do anything about it," he mumbled quietly, slipping his gaze from yours again. Another lie, he thought to himself. If anything, you're the only one who can do something about it.

"Even if I can't, that doesn't mean you have to go through this alone! Please, Iwaizumi, I don't want to lose you," you insisted, grabbing his hand tightly.

He looked up at you in surprise, finding tears building up in your eyes as you held onto him tightly.

"I'm... I'm getting it taken out," he whispered softly, pulling his one hand out from hiding and showing you the fully bloomed flowers in his hands. They looked like they had just bloomed in the sun, as if they hadn't just been crushed in Iwaizumi's hand. They were... oddly beautiful, for something so destructive.

"O-Oh," you stammered, watching as he showed you the object of his shame. "Hanahaki..." you mumbled, eyes falling from his. "W-Well who is it?" You demanded suddenly, looking at him with a fiery determination in your eyes.

"Who?" He repeated, frowning tightly as he watched you.

"Yeah! Are you sure they don't love you back? Maybe I can get them to come and you guys can talk! Maybe they do love you, maybe you won't have to go through surgery!" You insisted, pulling out your phone and scrolling through your contacts, ready to text and/or call whoever it was that Iwaizumi loved.

You couldn't deny how harsh the blow was to your own heart. You could feel the petals tickling the back of your throat but it didn't matter. Your own feelings couldn't matter right now, not when Iwaizumi was practically dying right in front of you. You would rather die yourself, choking on the fact that he would never love you back, knowing that he was alive and happy with someone who he loved, than watch him wither away.

"No," Iwaizumi shook his head, clearing his throat as he felt it getting harder to breathe. "I... I need it out."

"But... you'll forget them," you whispered, watching how dejected he looked. "Wouldn't you rather know it was for sure? Wouldn't you rather know they didn't love you back before you completely forgot how you felt about them?"

"No! Because I don't want my last thoughts of you to be so negative!" Iwaizumi snapped at you harshly, shaking his head furiously. "I-I know it's not me. I know you don't love me. I know how you feel about Oikawa. You lying to me about how you feel won't change that! I'd rather get this cut out of me and forget that every time I see you, you're thinking about him!"

Iwaizumi's small outburst made the whole room seem so much quieter. The silence hung in the air, only his raspy breathing and coughing interrupting the awkwardness.

"I didn't want you to know," Iwaizumi finally continued as he caught his breath, his hand clutching at his chest as if it would help him breathe. "I know you're happy with him. I know you love him. And you should love him. He's... Everyone loves him. I can't give you anything that he can. You're better off with him, and I'm better off forgetting."

Your lips parted, fists clenched at your sides as you thought about the countless nights you threw up flowers into your sink, gripping the counter with tears in your eyes as you thought about just one person.

Iwaizumi Hajime.

"Are you all ready, Sir?" A nurse came in, glancing over the chart she had in her hand as she walked over. "It's time for your surgery."

It happened so much quicker than you were expecting. Doctors and nurses came to help bring Iwaizumi to the surgical room, no one listening to you as you begged for them to just hold on.

"Wait a damn minute!" You finally screamed loud enough for them to hear you as Iwaizumi's bed reached the door. "J-Just wait for god's sake!" You huffed, glaring at the medical professionals as they all looked at you.

"Y/N, it's okay," Iwaizumi insisted but your glare silenced him almost immediately.

"You little shithead!" You yelled at him, tears starting to spill from your eyes. "You would rather go through a surgery and forget about me than look me in the eyes and tell me how you feel? You fucking idiot! I've spent months hiding all my symptoms, stuffing flowers and petals and leaves into any spare pockets I could find or into my bags so you wouldn't see. Why didn't you just tell me? You think I went to all of your practice games just to see Oikawa get flirted with with a bunch of high school girls? You think I spent all those nights, videochatting with you and working through homework together because I was in love with your best friend? I love you, Hajime! It's always been you!"

The silence in the air this time was even more awkward for the professionals standing around, shuffling their feet as they shared confused looks of so do we bring him for surgery or?

Iwaizumi shifted in his bed, this time not feeling like something was rooted in his body, keeping him stiff. He looked at you with wide eyes, trying to grip onto every word you just said to him.

"M-Me?" He managed to get out, his voice just a little clearer, the oxygen around him feeling that much easier to breathe.

"Yes you, you idiot," you sighed, shaking your head as you frowned at him. "If you... If you had just told me. You wouldn't have gone through all this."

"Well you didn't tell me either," Iwaizumi grumbled, giving an awkward smile to the doctors around him. "I... I feel a bit better now." He admitted to them and they all just laughed, shifting his bed back to the original place in the room.

"I-I'm sorry for my outburst!" You apologized quickly to them all, bowing as far as you could whilst standing.

"No apology needed, Miss," one of them insisted while another nurse explained to Iwaizumi what would happen now.

"-take some time for it to clear up because of how bad it got. But we'll keep you here to monitor you for a bit and then you should be able to leave in a few days, if not tomorrow."

Iwa nodded slowly, sheepishly thanking them as one by one the doctors left and suddenly it was just you two left in the room.

"Say it again," he mumbled as the air settled.

You looked over at him in surprise, finding his eyes eagerly watching you, "W-What?"

"Say it again. I want to hear you say it again," Iwaizumi insisted, shifting a bit on the bed as if to make room for you.

Your whole face was warm with embarrassment, the fact that you had just shouted your confession at him and a whole team of medical staff was very much so not what you had wanted to do. But you sat with him, holding his hand in yours and squeezing gently, "It's always been you, Iwaizumi Hajime," you smiled. "I've always loved you."

Iwaizumi watched your eyes, as if still unsure if you were telling the truth or not. He let his fingers intertwine with yours, his gaze moving to your hands - it felt like a dream, finally holding yours in his.

"I wish you had just told me," you huffed after a moment, glaring at him playfully. "If you had told me, I wouldn't be throwing up every morning."

"Hey! You could've told me too!" Iwaizumi insisted, grabbing a nearby cup of water and downing it for the first time without feeling like something was clogging his throat.

You shook your head, "It's not like I didn't try to hint it to you! Even Oikawa practically spilled it to you that one day when he was talking about me getting a boyfriend!"

Iwaizumi's brow creased as he thought back to that conversation, you swatting at Oikawa's head and telling him if he didn't shut up, you'd make him shut up forever. He had always thought it was just a flirtatious fight between the two of you.

"I'm sorry you had to find out this way. I'm sure I don't look like a very attractive partner right now, in a hospital gown," Iwaizumi sighed, leaning back in the pillow as he felt his body slowly start to recuperate.

"You look oddly handsome for someone who's been feeling that sick for so long," you teased, playing with his fingertips.

"Maybe.... after I get out... we can go on a proper date," Iwaizumi offered slowly, shyly looking up at you like he was making sure you weren't going to reject him.

"Sounds fun! Oh... but Iwa?"

"Mm?"

"Please don't bring me flowers."

Iwaizumi's laugh seemed so much more lively than it had in the past few weeks, his face slowly gaining more colour, "Alright. No flowers."

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"𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗜𝗜"

-> headcanons, how they tell you they love you for the first time, part two!

characters: sakusa, iwaizumi, x fem!reader

warnings: fem reader, ✨healthy relationships✨, oikawa being oikawa

wc: 3.6K

a/n: WOAH okay uh did NOT expect that last set to be that popular,,,, y'all thirsty for love huh? me too anyway i thought id do a part two since i honestly really enjoyed writing the first set and my brain is vibrating with ✨thoughts✨ and seeing how much love it got really made me feel how i haven't felt in so long, so thank you! maybe ill turn this into a series so lemme know if u wanna see someone specific👀👀😏 also sorry for like posting and then dipping again lmao thats just my social media brand i have the attention span of a fucking worm

read part 1 here!

Sakusa Kiyoomi

okok i know its like common for sakusa to be shown as not interested in PDA (in private or public) unless hes feeling "needy"

BUT i believe that after a few weeks, maybe months if he's still unsure, he would definitely be much more comfortable with PDA

like, if its been a long time and your both serious about it and not just in a relationship to be in a relationship he starts to notice your routine

he notices the changes you make so that he's comfortable and so that you can be close to him without him being worried about icky yicky germy wormys (someone take away my thought privileges)

so now that he knows that you take care of your hygiene and exactly what you do for it, slowly he's wrapping an arm around you in 30° heat while you're both sweating

slowly he's "forgetting" his mask in the car for dates

slowly, but surely, he understands that a little bit of exposure, isn't a bad thing.

"kiyoomi?" your voice brought sakusa's eyes to yours where he could see the concern behind them.

"are you okay y/n?"

you'd decided, after three weeks of intense training and barely seeing your boyfriend, that you wanted just one day and one night with him. just the two of you, you know he'd never admit it, but he needed a break.

after atsumu decided to try out some new plays that didn't start off to well, sakusa had been silently groaning everytime he had to reach for something. he was excellent at making sure he wasn't overworking himself, and he wasn't, its just that the human body is an absolute wonder, and not in a good way. sometimes things that should have mildly injured you, left you with a tiny scrape, or a bruise or a very quick-to-fade red mark, and sometimes you drop a phone on your face and break your fucking jaw.

you offer him a gentle smile that completely washes away the concern in your eyes.

"im fine omi! but you," you reach your hands up to rest on both sides of his face turning his head side to side, studying it intensly.

"you're looking a little pale. and possibly grey."

"how do you mean y/n-chan?"

for such an intelligent man sometimes he really could be a himbo.

"i mean that i think you might be sick, baby."

sakusa stared blankly at you, as if he couldn't fathom the possibility of 'himself, sick?'

"omi? kiyoomi!" you nabbed his attention, "i think you're sick, and we best go home."

"but-" he started, but you were quick to cut him off knowing exactly what he was about to say.

"kiyoomi, it's inevitable. even if you were the worlds most decked out with ppe, and the worlds leading force in hygeine, you'd still end up catching a cold at least once. that's just how the world works baby. and don't worry about the date, all i want is to spend some time with you."

you ended up practically dragging your sad little puppy of a boyfriend back up the complex stairs and into his unit before settling him on the couch and getting to work.

"ill get you some water, you just sit here and relax. i don't want to think about what would happen if those dumbasses didnt have you there next week, bokuto and hinata would probably crack their skulls!" your attempt at a little light hearted humour helped sakusa forget for a moment, but he was quick to go back to not understanding how he was sick.

"thank you." he took the glass from your hand and rested it between his legs, when he noticed the rubber gloves you had clutched at your side. he knew what they were for, those were his cleaning gloves.

"what are you doing? you can't stay you'll..." he paused. "you'll get sick too."

"i'll be fine omi-omi! you just relax and drink lots of water, ill take care of this." you turned towards the wall with a soft smile before muttering, "ill take care of you."

sakusa watched you clean, the bucket full of diluted bleach, the duster, a cloth, and his cleaning gloves. he loved the way that they were too big for you, the way you kept having to pull them up every so often to keep them on. he loved the way that everytime he finished his glass of water, you were right there to fill it back up.

you don't even remember seeing, or hearing him lift himself from his spot on the couch and make his way over to where you were humming and covering the counters in the diluted solution. you felt a pair of big arms wrap around you, a chin on your shoulder and a kiss on your cheek.

"thank you, y/n. i love you."

thank god he caught a cold, or he might never have realized just how lucky he was.

Iwaizumi Hajime

family man

is a family man but not just ANY family man

yes, it's important to him that you like and respect his parents and vice versa

but its just slightly more important to him that you get along with his friends, his found family because im a SUCKER for the classic lilo n stitch trope

he knows that many people say that its his life and he doesn't need anyones approval etc.

but iwaizumi believes different, he believes that he doesn't need approval in the literal sense but rather approval through watching you interact with his friends and his family and how you do your best to learn about them and make time for them, even though you dont have to

and he thinks it's absolutely enthralling

the way your eyes light up when you see that book his mom has been talking about wanting to read and picking it up with no hesitation

how you're able to almost flawlessly keep up with issei and takahiro's antics while also making sure they don't go too far, something even iwaizumi struggles with

and most importantly, how effortlessly you connect with his childhood best friend.

there were many things that Iwaizumi Hajime enjoyed, volleyball, athletics, godzilla of course, spending time with three dumbasses (but he’ll never admit that) and a little while ago, he added you to that list.

you were so effortlessly able to connect with his team, his friends, and his family but most importantly, the way you were able to connect with Oikawa brought a smile to his face.

“oh, iwa-chan~, what are you admiring?” there he went again, Iwa thought, Tohru Oikawa’s dumb smirk and hyper awareness of his team, both on and off court. how he wated to head-butt him in the face. but, he showed restraint. after all, he wouldn’t want loserkawa to use you as a human shield from his head. so, he ignored the urge. but it passed as soon as he saw tohrus arm arond your shoulders, crossed feet and leaning on you ever so slightly while he took a few occasional swigs from his water.

and just like that, the incredible restraint vanished like morning mist.

you could practically see the steam coming off of his hot skin, and the vein popping out of his forehead, when you noticed what had him so heated. “trashykawa get your filthy hands off of my girlfriend!”

“excuse me!” he pouted, “my hands are clean and tailored! just like any responsible setters would be!” he stuck his lip out farther and gave you his irresistable puppy-dog eyes. “y/n-chan, i’m not filthy! am i?” he whined.

and, as the word suggests, his look was truly irresistable and you stumbled over your words. “n-no! of course not tohru!”

“see, iwa-chan! y-n thinks i’m squeaky clean!” his dumb smirk appeared again, and rather than continue with flirtykawas obvious games, Iwa opted for the less violen approach.

“don’t flatter yourself, dirtykawa. she’s just being nice.” he growled. “I’m done for the day, i have a project due. y-n.” he offered his hand to you like the gentleman he is not forcing you to take it, but the look in his eyes told you that he wanted you too.

“see you later, tohru!” you gave him a quick hug and intertwined your fingers with iwa’s.

now, technically, girls aren’t allowed in the boys locker room but since it’s after hours and just you and iwaizumi no one cared. to be fair though, literally no one knew except the team so, whatever you didn’t complain you got to watch yout ultra ripped boyfriend change. quality time. you thought, when you noticed him mid-change with his shirt over his head, resting on his arms. as any good girlfriend would, despite the devil on your shoulder, you came up behind him placing your hands on his seriously broad shoulders. taking notice of the tension, you started to work at the muscles. your care was quickly rewarded with a quiet sigh, and relaxed shoulders.

“hajime?” you continued rubbing at the tight fibers, “are you alright? you’re usually the one telling me im holding too much tension.” you giggled and he turned to face you placing one hand against the side of your face.

“hajime?” it came out shaky and worried.

“i’m okay,” he smiled “it’s just,” hesitation. he was never one to hesitate.

“i know i have no right to be but seeing oikawa so clingy with you it just, i dont know, it really gets to me i guess? he, just, he gets all the girls, all the attention, and i don’t want to-” you stopped him.

“sweetheart, it’s okay to be jealous or upset i’m not going to be angry, you have a right to your feelings. I understand how you feel, i never mean to flirt with him, if i ever have, i mean i don’t know, you know how bad of a flirt i am,” he chuckles at that. “it’s just that i know how important he is to you and you are so, so important to me and i want to be able to understand whats important to you, so you never have to choose between us, because that wouldn’t be fair. i love you, hajime iwaizumi, and everything about you.”

you expected him to be shocked, hell, he thought he would be shocked when or if you said it, but he wasn’t. and that’s exactly how he knew what to say next.

“i love you too, y/n l/n.” pressing a soft kiss against your lips.

“geez, it only took you two a century and forever.” someone snarked.

hajime chucked a towel at him “get out assykawa!” and he did, he bolted through the door laughing like the demon matchmaker he thought he was.

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despite all the drafts i need to get to, i somehow ended up making this list oops. this is just a wishlist that’s pretty self explanatory, so if anyone is interested at all in fulfilling one of my requests, go ahead and hit that ♡  ! i’ll first love you for life, then i’ll slide into your im’s with my crazy ass plotting antics ;)

wanted faces

lee donghae kwon hyuk (dean) lee taemin myoui mina kim jiwon (bobby) song minho choi sooyoung koo junhoe woo jiho (zico) lee yejin (ailee) yong junhyung dong youngbae (taeyang) jennie kim nam joohyuk

wanted ships

donghae / eunhyuk ailee / taeyang seulgi / irene dara / gd mino / jennie nayeon / young k krystal / sulli jaebum / jackson dean / heize tiffany / taeyeon b.i / lee hi suho / sehun jimin / rose b.i / rose sehun / joy heechul / leeteuk

wanted plots

i love angst in general??? gang plots, immortals x humans, childhood friends to lovers, idol x idol (publicity stunt?? hidden relationship? known couple struggling in the spotlight??), enemies to lovers, brother’s best friend who is off limits, relationship made because of a bet, toxic on and off relationships, HOGWARTS AU, manager x varsity player, i love plots that has anything to do with sports i’m hella weird, TOXIC AND/OR ON AND OFF RELATIONSHIPS, and im such a sucker for the age old bad boy/good girl trope