#re: kei tsukishima

[umesakus]

listen. listen. kuroo and bokuto holding tsukki down while you grind on his bulge because they know he’s a virgin and needs some action since he’s always staring at the three of you while you make out. he’s usually wearing a face of disgust but always secretly wishes he could take part </3 well now he can whether he wants to break down and admit it or not

[le-panda-chocovore]

Haikyuu Characters as things my friends had said

KARASUNO VERSION :

Daichi : I need more holes in my body !

Sugawara : I'll try to not kill the gays if I can

Hinata : I LOST MY CURRY

Kageyama : I spend my time stalking absolutely everyone.

Tsukki : People are trash.

Yamaguchi : I just- I- I can't put feeling on my words !

Tanaka : I really want to listen to violence !

Nishinoya : *confidently* Learning from your mistakes is learning from your mistakes !

Asahi : pioupiou AAAAAH piou.

Yachi : Just imagine if tomorrow I'd eat my dog T_T

Kiyoko : Fascinating . . . Tanaka why does your brain work upside down ?

Ennoshita : It'll put me in a great mood to see people getting killed ! :)

Narita : Karma is a little bit like Kageyama watching you in your bathroom...

[vulpiximisa]

more misc pics of my Nagi and Tsukki looking lost on day3

[dearru]

playing a prank on them | ft. hq boys

-> rq: how would the hq boys react to you doing the TikTok trend where you wake them up in the middle of the night to play uno? (click HERE for TikTok trend! anon also explains it in their original request which is also linked :3)

-> pairings: miya atsumu, tsukishima kei, akaashi keiji, kuroo tetsuro x gn!reader | sfw | cw: cursing, i proofread this but also did i really… , akaashi is super sweet here so that is either ooc or super in character to some of u freaks | genre: fluff | wc: 1400 | mlist

❀ MIYA ATSUMU !

Atsumu is a deep sleeper and it normally takes him about one hour or so to fully wake up, but when he realizes he’s fallen asleep mid-game, he immediately locks in. It makes sense since he’s the most competitive man you’ve ever met… but also what the fuck is wrong with him.

I think he realizes it’s a prank because you can’t stop laughing but he doesn’t even care because he wants to win.

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— Your boyfriend may be the deepest sleeper in the entire universe. When setting up the prank, you had dropped your phone on him, opened the deck of cards loudly, and turned on the overhead light— all while he snored peacefully. If you googled the phrase, “sleeping like a rock,” you’re almost positive a picture of him would pop up.

Shaking his shoulders forcefully, you call his name, “‘Tsumu! Wake up!” Frowning when he groans, still asleep, you shake harder, “‘Tsumu!”

Half lidded, he mumbles, “What’s goin’ on?” It’s cute, you think. His tousled hair coupled with the hazy look on his face. So cute that your choked-back laughter rises to the surface.

“Uno, babe,” You chuckle, “We’re playing Uno.”

“We’re playin’...” He drawls out, opening his eyes and finally noticing the cards, “Yeah, that’s right…” He says, sitting up in bed and setting one down. His expression is so serious that you burst into a fit of giggles, your face growing hot from the silliness of it all.

“What ‘re ya laughin’ for?” Atsumu pouts, gesturing with his free-hand, brows furrowing, “‘S yer turn now.”

Tears are forming in your eyes now. Wiping them with the sleeve of your shirt, you laugh softly, “We weren’t actually playing Uno. I pranked you.”

You expect him to whine in typical Atsumu manner, but instead, he shakes his head, still focused, “I don’t give a damn if we weren’t playin’ in the first place, we gotta finish.”

Now it’s your turn to be confused. Smiling at him in amusement, you chuckle again, re-explaining yourself, “No– I mean, we were never playing. It’s this trend on TikTok where–”

“‘S still your turn.” He repeats, cutting you off, eyes laser-focused on the game in such a way that you know he’s not letting this slide.

Sighing, you place a card down.

As soon as you do, Atsumu nods, satisfied, then leans back against the headboard, crossing his arms like he’s about to make his next big move.

You can’t help but laugh again. He’s ridiculous.

❀ TSUKISHIMA KEI !

You’re super thorough when setting up the prank, but unfortunately, your boyfriend’s lowkey chronically online so he catches on immediately. He thinks it’s a really stupid joke, but it’s also two in the morning so what does he know.

Crankiest guy ever when woken up, but he loves you, so he tries to be somewhat nice. You are literally the only one who can get away with doing this to him.

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— “Kei,” You say in a hushed tone, hardly able to contain your giggles. Lips quirked up into a sly grin, you tap your boyfriend gently on the shoulder– voice teetering on the edge of a whisper-yell, “C’mon, it’s your turn.”

His eyes flutter open and adjust to the light. He stares at you like you’ve just spoken to him in another language. Too tired to act irritated, but awake enough to know he’s annoyed, he mumbles, “What the fuck are you talking about?”

You gesture for him to look down, and when he notices the cards in his hand, he sighs. Without another word, he tosses them to the side and rolls over in bed, stealing a majority of the covers.

Nudging his back with your foot, you frown, “Don’t ignore me. It’s your turn.”

“No, it’s not,” He mumbles, voice thick with sleep and laced with subtle defiance, “Now go back to sleep.”

“What? But—“

“I’ve seen this trend before,” He cuts you off, sounding much too smug despite being drowsy, “Good try, though.”

Sighing, you start to clean the cards up, mumbling profanities under your breath. You can hear the faintest of snickers coming from his side of the bed.

“It’s not funny!” You pout, glaring at his backside.

“Yes, it is,” He replies, and you can picture the stupid grin on his face as he drifts back into a comfortable slumber, leaving you to stew in your Uno-induced defeat.

❀ AKAASHI KEIJI !

Keiji is a pretty light sleeper so you’re honestly surprised you were even able to set the prank up in the first place. I think it would be funny if you forgot to put his glasses on him so he literally cannot see LMAOOO.

Wakes up panicked because he thinks something bad has happened ;-; He is so sweetie pie…just let him sleep please.

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— “Keiji!” You whisper-shout, poking your boyfriend’s cheek, “Keiji!” 

He wakes immediately to the sound of your apparent distress, his mind instantly alert and anticipating danger. With panicked-filled eyes, he jolts upright, sheets pooling at his waist to reveal his black-shirt-clad frame, “What?” He gasps, gaze falling to you to ensure you’re alright, “What is it?” 

He looks so startled that you almost feel guilty for the prank altogether. 

Almost. 

“Everything’s fine,” You reassure him, barely keeping it together, you gesture to the cards in his hand, “But it’s your turn.” 

Only then does his mind relax enough to notice the Uno cards. His expression morphs from one of panic to embarrassment. 

“I’m sorry, love” He murmurs, rubbing the drowsiness from his eyes. Squinting at the cards, he sighs and lays them face down on the mattress, “I didn’t mean to fall asleep.” His voice is soft and apologetic– like he’s let you down in some way.

Okay, now you feel guilty. 

“Can we finish tomorrow?” Keiji asks, “Work’s been tiring from all the deadlines, and I really–”

The words die on his lips when you throw your arms around him and plant a kiss on his cheek. His arms wrap around you instinctively and he returns the kiss, albeit, a little confused, “What was that for?” 

Hugging him tighter, you mumble into his neck, “There was no game, it was a prank. I’m sorry.” 

Relaxing into your embrace, he chuckles, “I thought something was up.” 

“And you went along with it anyways?” You tilt your head, looking at him in amusement, “Why?” 

 “Because I like playing Uno” He smiles, pulling you closer. You can feel the cards press against your body as you lean into him, but you don’t mind. He kisses you on the forehead and looks at you in adoration, “And you.”

❀ KUROO TETSURO !

Kuroo sleeps with his mouth open and has the nastiest case of bedhead you’ve ever seen– which makes it kind of difficult for you to set the prank up without laughing. He also has a silk sleep mask laid over his eyes, and that doesn’t really help your case with being discreet, but you do end of successfully removing it before waking him up so he doesn’t get suspicious.

When he wakes up, he’s confused, but he goes along with it and probably wins because he takes card games very seriously.

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—“Tetsu,” You coo, tapping his arm gently, “Tetsu~” 

“Wha..?” He mumbles, looking at you, disorientated from being woken up so suddenly. His eyes glance from your expectant face down to the cards in his hand, and he wordlessly places a +4 down. 

Trying to contain your laughter, you snicker triumphantly as you place another +4 down in response to his play, irises shining with delight at how easily he’s fallen for your trick. 

He hums thoughtfully at this and you have to hold yourself back from cackling evilly. Your smugness is short-lived; however, when a satisfied look creeps over his face. It’s the kind of look he only gets when he knows he’s about to win. 

A feeling of impending doom washes over you when you realize you forgot to check what cards you gave him. 

“No…” You plead, eyes begging for mercy, “I thought you loved me.” 

“Sorry, babe,” He smiles, a picture of innocence as he places yet another +4 on top of yours, “Love doesn’t matter when it comes to Uno.”

Staring at the stacked cards in horror, you chuckle sheepishly, “You know– it’s late. Let’s just go to bed.” 

“No, no,” He says, grinning widely. For a man who was asleep moments ago, he looks more awake than ever, “I think I’m winning.”

–a/n: I have a WIP of this trend with Shoyo so lmk if you want a part 2 :). rq more characters if you’d like bc idk who else to write abt…

[lookingforuravity]

구원

word count: 2,297

ft. kageyama, tsukishima, akaashi, suna, kuroo, & iwaizumi

IN WHICH you experience your first kiss w/ haikyuu boys

small a/n: this is pretty old i posted this on my old account (that's now deleted) so i might re-upload some of my fics <3

KAGEYAMA TOBIO

▪︎ kageyama would be so awkward.

▪︎ i feel like he'd be the type of person to put so much thought into it to make sure it's absolutely perfect and make it somewhat unforgettable. he's a very determined person, on and off court, so i think he'd approach the first kiss in the same manner.

▪︎ but then again, he's awkward. the days he spent planning to get it right going to complete waste due to his nerves, and he's barely able to mutter out a complete sentence.

the sun set long ago, and the sound of cicadas and screeching of sneakers from inside the gym were the noises y/n heard. it was almost a daily routine for the freshly new couple to walk home together. y/n would wait outside with a couple of snacks for the both of them, he'd take his share and walk them home while occasionally rubbing his hand against their own, then they'd go their separate ways for the night.

usually they'd engage in a casual conversation discussing their day, but kageyama had been oddly silent throughout most of the walk. “are you okay?” they questioned after a long time of awkward silence. kageyama simply nodded while continuing to look at his feet as they walked. y/n thought maybe he was stressed about practice or an upcoming tournament, his face looked like he was going to hurl.

they finally arrived at y/n's residence and turned to face each other to say their final goodbyes for the night, but kageyama still couldn't keep eye contact. he fiddled with his hands as his eyes darted everywhere but them. “are you sure you're okay?” they questioned again, a look of pure concern now stitched onto their face. kageyama had spent days planning this, weeks even, but now that the moment has come every detail of his well-prepared plan slipped his mind.

all he could think of was just how beautiful y/n looked with the shine of the moonlight slightly glistening on them.

“i- uh..” he started, but anything he wanted to say couldn't leave his mouth. deciding not to waste anymore time, kageyama grabs onto their shoulders and pulls them in, pressing his lips on the soft plush of theirs. he didn't even give them a second to respond before pulling away and running his way back home, leaving y/n in a utter state of shock.

“.. i'll see you tomorrow?!” she yelled. but it didn't seem to reach the ears of the raven-haired boy who'd already turned the corner.

TSUKISHIMA KEI

▪︎ tsukishima would attempt, keyword: attempt, to be nonchalant about it… but the blush on his face says otherwise!

▪︎ tsukki is known for being relatively emotionally distant and tends to use sarcastic humor as a way to hide it. (?)

▪︎ i think that'd he would use this humor during the kiss to deter away from the fact that he's showing his more soft/vulnerable side.

“oi, pay attention,” tsukishima teased as he lightly tapped y/n's head with the pen he held in his hand. “the answer is practically right in front of you.” the two sat on the floor of tsukishima's bedroom, studying for an upcoming exam in the subject y/n struggled in the most: math.

y/n groaned and leaned all the way back until their back hit the floor, running their hands all over their face is agony. “i hate this! i don't wanna do it anymore!” they complained once more for what tsukishima felt was the hundredth time. he rolled his eyes at his partner's behavior, grabbing their hand and lifting them to make them sit back up.

“it's not that bad, you're just not trying.” he retorted. y/n pouted at their boyfriend's words and slouched as he continued to go on and on about the lesson in front of them. but as he kept talking, the sound of his words were completely drowned out and all they could think about was how pretty he looked right now.

he was wearing a hoodie (that y/n finally returned to him), sweatpants, and talking about whatever blah blah blah nonsense he was saying. they always did find intelligent men attractive. the thought was sudden, but now that they thought about kissing him, it wouldn't leave their mind.

tsukishima was still distracted from explaining the lesson to them to notice that they were crawling towards him until he felt a hand touch his cheek. he looked up with a raised brow, and before he could even react y/n was pressing their lips against his.

tsukishima stared at them almost wide-eyed after they pulled away. “tuh, what was that?” he muttered before looking down at the papers sprawled on the ground. it may have sounded like he didn't care, but the redness on his face and the tips of his ears gave it away.

AKAASHI KEIJI

▪︎ the calmest of them all honestly. (internally freaking out though)

▪︎ i don't think he'd pre-plan like kageyama, but he would choose the perfect setting and it'd turn out amazingly. i think he'd be the type of partner to read his s/o's body language perfectly.

▪︎ akaashi would make it a comfortable situation for both him and his partner while never being too brash nor too nervous.

the serene, dimly lit surrounding followed by the soft blue hue of the water provided for an instant relaxation upon y/n and akaashi. the two walked hand in hand as they explored the aquarium, looking at all the cute fishies and rest of the sea animals. y/n always had a keen interest in these type of exhibits. the ocean was always intriguing to them and they made this well known.

akaashi took this opportunity to bring them to a nice aquarium in tokyo. it was small, but that didn't matter. akaashi was okay with anything as long as they were there too. “are you having fun?” he asked them softly. their eyes were practically stars as they continued to observe every corner of the aquarium, and he couldn't fight the small smile that stretched onto his face.

his question goes unheard as y/n takes in the view of everything, running to the fish eye tank she spotted feets away. akaashi chuckled slightly as he followed closely behind them and eventually taking a seat beside them. “it's pretty, isn't it?” they murmured as they stared off into the tank, but akaashi's eyes never left their figure. “it's gorgeous.”

y/n turned to face him, and his cerulean eyes bore into theirs as he gazed at them lovingly. “what?” they asked. but akaashi said nothing and shook his head. he softly cupped their face and pulled them in as he leaned in to meet in a kiss. it was tender and slow but it was enough to show how much akaashi truly cared for them.

SUNA RINTARŌ

▪︎ another one that is extremely calm.

▪︎ similar to akaashi, i don't think he'd pre-plan. however, he'd do it more spontaneously. maybe his body reacts before his mind does while he presses his lips against yours.

▪︎ i think he'd also tease similarly to tsukishima, but a bit more dialed down.

suna crashed onto his bed as he kicked his shoes off and rested his forearm on his forehead, y/n also kicking off their shoes and crashing next to him. the pair had an extremely long and tiring day at school, and a nap was very much needed. they both turned on their sides to face each other, their eyes threatening to close.

“i'm so tired..” y/n mumbled. suna couldn't even utter a sentence, he simply nodded while his blinks slowly got longer and longer. he grabbed y/n by the waist and pulled them into his chest, tucking his face away in the crook of their neck. his hold on them tightens as he feels their small exhales on his neck. “so am i.” he finally spoke.

suna and y/n would always take naps together. but today was different. the stress suna had from volleyball practice and the one y/n had from studies, the two could go into hibernation right now and not wake up for months if they could. but it was impossible, so for now they just enjoyed the warm embrace of one another.

they both stretched and entangled their limbs together as they got ready to take a nap. y/n closed their eyes and was on the verge of slipping into slumber before they felt a small press against their lips. opening their eyes abruptly, they see suna staring back at them with a sly smirk on his face. “.. what was that?” they uttered with their eyebrows furrowed in disbelief.

“a kiss silly,” suna teased. “you looked so cute i couldn't help myself.” the two just stared at each other, blinking slowly waiting for the other to say something. “why?” they asked confused. it was such a random place to have their first kiss. but suna simply shrugged. “i don't know.” he answered.

“..wanna do it again?”

“sure.”

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

▪︎ this man will be straight up and not hesitate.

▪︎ i think iwa would be more abrupt. like you guys would just be talking and all of a sudden he's smashing his lips onto yours. he wouldn't doing it harshly though. in a very firm but gentle way.

▪︎ he'd do it based on his gus instinct. if he felt that it was the right place and time to have your guys’ first kiss, then it's right.

(pretend they won to go to nationals lol)

the gymnasium boomed with thunderous cheers and claps as the final blow of the whistle sounded. aoba johsai had made it to nationals. as the team came to embrace each other on the court, iwaizumi scanned the crowd, looking for that one familiar face. as they made eye contact, he could see y/n standing there looking down at him with a bright smile on their face as they screamed joyously.

5 minutes later, the team exits through the doors of the gym to the hallway, and iwazumi is met with the sight of his partner standing right in front of him with open arms. he rushed over to them, grabbing them by their thighs and lifting them in the air as y/n squealed in surprise. “i'm so proud of you!” they praised.

iwaizumi put them down and hugged them tightly while breathing heavily, still out of breath from the intense match not long ago. his face was tucked securely into the crook of their neck as he swayed them both side to side. “thank you.” he murmured into the skin. y/n couldn't fight the tears welling up in their eyes as the amount of pride they held in their boyfriend was too much.

but before they could react, iwaizumi was pulling away and smashing his lips into theirs, y/n letting out a surprised squeal before melting away in the kiss. his calloused hands caressed their face as he poured all of his passion into it.

KUROO TETSURŌ

▪︎ he would be extremely confident during the first kiss.

▪︎ kuroo is calculated. this helps with his self-assurance and the way he initiates/reacts during the kiss. he would start off by lightly teasing his partner before initiating the kiss.

▪︎ he is also highly observant, and is able to read his s/o's body language in the same way akaashi does.

a first date at the science museum seemed like an odd pick. but for kuroo and y/n there couldn't be anything more perfect. as the two walk hand in hand, they both drag each other to different parts of the exhibit and list off random facts that weren't listed on the descriptions.

“it's fascinating, isn't it?” kuroo said. he was intrigued with the 3D model of kinetic energy that was presented in front of him. y/n couldn't help but admire how eager their boyfriend was. both of them had an interest in science, but kuroo's beat hers by a long shot.

they couldn't help but trail their eyes over his face, taking in the smaller details. like the wrinkles in the corner of his eyes, the way his eyes sparkled when he was doing something he liked, everything was admirable. and his lips slightly glistened and they couldn't help but wonder what his lips would feel like on theirs.

kuroo noticed this, of course. how could he not? he couldn't ignore the feeling of their eyes on the side of his face and the way they'd fiddle with their fingers as they continued to observe every inch of his face except for the views in front of them. if it was anyone else, he would've been annoyed. but y/n? he found it endearing. kuroo turned to her and chuckled as they tensed when he caught them staring. “do you want to kiss me?” he asked abruptly, teasing them softly.

their eyes widen as their muscles tense up, stuttering out mutters explaining how they weren't staring but kuroo didn't buy it. he continued to tease them as he stepped closer, grabbing the back of their softly without them even noticing. kuroo connected their lips, blurring out their surroundings. in his mind, it was just him and his lover sharing their first of many more.

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[bookskeepers]

third time's the charm ♡ tsukishima kei

pairing: timeskip ! college ! tsukishima kei x afab ! nb ! reader

general content warnings: SMUT! NSFW! MINORS, DO NOT INTERACT! tsukishima is mean. the reader is very sexually promiscuous (and very sexually traumatized). SEXUAL TRAUMA! exploring your identity in college. definitely based off my personal experiences. college AU. all that fun stuff (individual chapters will have more accurate content warnings)

(tsukki after y'all fuck fr)

note: if a chapter has the emoji next to it, it is safe to assume that the content warning is explicit (re: there will be a chapter about sexual assault and flashbacks to said sexual assault)

😳 for smut; 🫥 for trauma; 🥹 for fluff

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chapter one 🫥😳

chapter two

chapter three 😳

chapter four 😳😳😳😳

chapter five

chapter six

chapter seven 😳😳😳😳

chapter eight

[skiiyoomin]

ღYou trip on stage during your graduation ceremony

ʚContent: gn! reader, swearing

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a/n imma do haikyuu for this cause im low-key high-key nostalgic of my 2020 haikyuu phase 🥹

This was it. This was the moment you had been waiting for for as long as you could even begin to remember. All those gruesome hours counting down the seconds until you could dash off to your home were finally over. No more brain exploding math classes or dull history classes that made you want to pass out because of the teachers monotonous tone.

"(Y/N) (L/N)"

Your name was announced and with a proud giddy smile, you walked up the steps and onto the stage. Everything was going spectacularly well. You grabbed your diploma and shook the Principals hand. You began to walk down the steps and when you looked forward, you made eye contact with your friend. Wrong move because the second your eyes shifted from the floor to your friend, you tripped.

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Bursts out laughing. Like he´s deadass the type of person who laughs first then worries about you. Has literally no mercy on you. Can and *will* use this to his advantage, will not let you live this moment down for as long as he´s alive. Probably chuckles every once in a while when he thinks back on it and TRUST he thinks about it a lot.

TSUKISHIMA, Kuroo, MATSUKAWA, Hanamaki, SUNA, Atsumu, Shirabu, Tendo, Sugawara

Lets out a chuckle or two at first when everyone laughs but when you sit back down beside him, he asks if you´re okay, geniuenly concerned that you didn´t hurt yourself. When you confirm it was nothing but merely embarrassing, he grins in amusement. Might tease you a little bit BUT, he´s merciful unlike some people, and he quickly stops to save you the embarrassement.

Oikawa, IWAIZUMI, Kageyama, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Hinata, Kenma, Akaashi, Osamu, Semi

Worries THEN laughs. He´s gotta make sure you´re okay and you didn´t hurt yourself. Once you give him the okay he´ll chuckle, replaying the moment in his head and finding it quite funny actually. He quickly lets it go though, which saves you the embarrasement!

Daichi, Ushijima, Goshiki, Kita, Sakusa, Bokuto, Yamaguchi, Yachi, Kiyoko

[puddinklvr]

A CUPID'S ARROW !

# summary : after the text slip-up with tsukishima, you ignore him the whole day, until you receive a text message from a certain someone. part 1 here : cupid’s text

# genre : angst, w/ comfort

# chars : tsukishima kei — mentioned charas : yamaguchi, kiyoko, yachi

story under the banner!

23:44. you've woken up again. it's been an entire day, since he said it was the wrong number.

you can't actually tell who he likes. he seems nice to kiyoko, but he's pretty teasing to yachi. although he is teasing to everyone. you could ask yamaguchi but then it makes it obvious you harbor feelings for him.

maybe he doesn't like anyone, you think. that might be it, yeah. if he doesn't like anyone, you have a chance! girl you know damn well.

at this point, you may as well stop pining over a hopeless case. you feel like giving up, until your phone vibrates. you haven't used it in a couple of days, not that much since midterms are approaching.

with the lack of sleep and running on fumes, you lazily open it; lying on your side as you enter your password. there's only one notification.

1 message from tsukishima kei

oh gosh, oh gosh, oh my goodness— a MESSAGE!? from the guy you were just thinking about? maybe you're dreaming, you've finally fallen asleep and this is all a dream.

you pinch yourself. no it is not.

after almost a minute of your panic, you reluctantly and hesitantly open your messages app. at the very top, stands his name with a ‘+1’. with slightly shaky fingers, you tap on it.

“hey. i just wanted to say that i feel bad about yesterday night, and that entire wrong contract incident. you were ignoring me today, and i wanted to give you space, so i’ll tell you this. it wasn't a wrong contract. it was for you. i actually like you.”

he sends another. “oh my gosh i sound so cheesy”

then another. all in front of your eyes. “yeah, uhm, that's it. good night.”

you almost squeal, but you remember you have your parents in the next room. instead, you squirm around in bed, giggling and gushing silently to yourself like a worm with salt showered over it. girl if you don't grab that phone

you remember, it's now your turn to text him. you sigh, mulling over the words you want to say, how you want to say them — how to convey your feelings. you tap away at the keyboard that sits on your screen, before hitting send.

“hi tsukki,” you start. you're cringing already, this sounds so cheesy. “i just wanted to say that i like you back, kind of since the start of middle school when i first met you with yamaguchi. i guess we can settle it in the morning before class starts, so i hope you have a good night as well :)”

you really hope he isn't going to run off at the fact you sound like a cheesy anime MC confessing to her perfect crush under a cherry blossom tree. oh gosh, what if you scared him off?

though, something stops your train of thoughts. it's the little text bubble on your screen, the three dots disappearing and re-appearing like a pattern, until you see a message. it's his reply. it's him. you recall that it's actually him speaking and you're not in a scarily realistic dream.

his reply reads, “why not settle it now?”

you nearly fall off the bed in giddy joy

long story short, you two were officially a couple the following morning. isn't that cute?

i’m jealous of my own fanfiction.

taglist: @kukki-kiji (comment if you'd like to be tagged ^^)

author’s note : “this isn't proofread or anything, so apologies if it sounds like it has no emotion, i just wanted to finish my last fic :) ”

[fornshinoyaz]

HOW TO: LOSE FEELINGS FOR AN IDIOT

03. HOW TO: BREATHE WHEN HE'S AROUND

series masterlist | previous | next chapter

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how to lose feelings for a CERTIFIED, government approved idiot. it should be easy right? wrong. you are absolutely, positively, done for. you have no idea why you’re writing the guide book when you can’t even get past the first step! first step, the only important step really: don’t have your best friend be kei tsukishima. then maybe, just maybe, you’d have a chance.

Something changed between you and Kei Tsukishima. You knew life wasn't static. Change was apart of life. The same way grief, pain, and happiness were too. You were constantly growing and becoming a better version of yourself. Growth was normal for you, but not really for him.

He was a rock. Forever steady, there when you needed him. You were lucky enough to see his past beliefs shake and twist, but Tsukishima himself never changed. Even during your first fight. It was so stupid. You both were stubborn middle school students (the same today, but don't tell). That fight should've broken your friendship.

But it didn't.

Your bond was unbreakable.

Things changed when you left high school. He joined university level volleyball. He had less time for things, you included. Things became absolutely fucked when he got a girlfriend who he (spoilers) also didn't have time for.

Change was normal, but not like this.

You didn't hate it. It wasn’t something you needed to fix; it wasn’t a problem. But you weren’t sure what to do about it. Ignore it? Let it happen? But you couldn't help but sit in your bed and wonder why you weren't rushing to do go after the man who had stolen your heart years ago. Was this not what you longed for years ago?

It was. It is.

But maybe you didn't want to change either.

You don't know what possess you. A demon, a ghost, a space-demon-ghost. You have work tomorrow, and you plan on taking pictures for your photography page. By any metric, you should be asleep right now. It's past midnight. How often was he up past midnight? You tap your fingers together, an anxious habit.

Fuck it.

You call him.

This is silly. This is your best friend of how many years now? Why are you nervous, and sweaty, and oh my god - why is that you can't breathe? Do they make How-To Guides on breathing? Of course they don't. Why would they? You begged your brain to just shut the fuck up.

You fully expect the ring to go on and on, until inevitability you hear his voicemail; "Go away, I don't want to talk to you." and then click. He picks up after the second ring. You blink at your phone and re-check the screen. Maybe you were hallucinating -

"Hello?" His voice is scratchy and deep.

You shiver. "Tsukki?"

"Hm?"

Silence.

"Did you call me to just sit in silence?"

Silence.

"I'm hanging up-"

You jolt upwards in your bed. "Wait, dickhead. I just - didn't know you would pick up."

Now it's his turn to be silent. But you know Tsukki, embarrassment didn't exist to him. He's thinking. You imagine what he looks like. Laying in his bed, or maybe sitting at his desk reading a book. If he's laying down, his glasses are off, maybe his hair is a little messy. You've seen it once or twice, the fluff he wakes up to.

It made you dream of waking up next to him.

"Cool. I picked up. What do you want?"

You swallow. You have no excuse, no reason. You just want to hear him talk.

"Read me a bedtime story?"

"How fucking old are you? Seriously, Y/N. How old."

"You didn't say no."

He sighs on the other line, then shuffles. "I hate you."

He tells you a story. Then another, and then one after that. Your bright screen says two hours the next you look at it. He hates long phone calls.

Yet, he stays.

The bed time stories end, and you might be delirious. It's past two a.m., maybe almost three. What comes out your mouth is no longer your own words, but whatever demons are awake right now.

"Do you believe in the universe?" You ask, voice quiet. A small yawn follows you.

He scoffs, “No, I don’t believe in the fucking universe. Are you high?”

You sigh, and manage to turn in your bed to look up at your ceiling. The low sounds of the city laid outside your windows, but the tall buildings never made seeing the stars easy. So, instead, you put the stars where you could always see them. The stars are there, and in the corner of your eye - the moonlight.

“I think I do. I think that…some things are just, made for you, y’know?”

“No.”

You shake your head, “you don’t believe in anything.”

“No,” he denied swiftly, “I believe in what’s real. Like you and me.”

Your breath stops. You hope he can’t hear that.

“Yeah, me and you."

It sounds too good to be true.

Something else real? You love breaking your own heart.

You fake a yawn this time, "Wow, it's getting late. I think I gotta cut this short. My fish probably needs a walk or something. It’s suffocating in its tiny bowl, I swear.”

A chuckle crackles through the line, a sound you’d come to recognize well. “You’re such a loser."

“You're a bigger one. Bye Tsukki.” you say, and you move back over to your side. Your eyes trace over his contact photo.

“Bye, Y/N.”

The phone clicks. You call him the next day, and he answers.

"Is this gonna be a habit?"

You're in your living room (sort of? also your bedroom, studio apartment things), flickering through the pictures you had taken today. Only thing left was to edit them and post them to your site.

"You don't wanna hear about my day?" you ask.

"Not particularly."

"Bye then-"

He cuts you off.

"Okay, okay. Tell me."

You smile. You grab onto your phone and bring it closer.

"I thought you'd never ask."

Things were definitely changing. It was more than a phone call or two. At first, it was subtle. A gaze held longer than it needed to be, a touch that he should’ve pulled away from.

The next Saturday night found you in Tsukki’s living room, surrounded by your friends in a life-or-death situation. Monopoly. Everyone in the room knew you were the very best at board games. Especially one involving stealing money from idiots.

The room fills with annoyed laughter and groans. Whoever put you and Tsukki together were begging to lose. You smirk. Oh, the taste of victory. You could taste it. You two were unstoppable (why wouldn’t you be?). Kageyama, the sore loser, mutters something about leaving after you bankrupted him. Hinata tells him to shut up, and per usual they end up yelling at each other. It's up to you to call for order.

It didn't last long. You make the winning move. All their property was yours, and so was the game. The room explodes, game pieces and money go flying. Tsukki's coffee table is almost overturned. Monopoly was serious, even for someone like Tsukki. You both jump up. A hard-fought victory deserved a hug.

You go to wrap your arms around him, but he did it first. He hugs you so tight, that you swear you can't breathe (a fatal symptom when being around Kei Tsukishima), and spins. You laugh so hard it reaches your eyes. Then, he releases, and you think it's over.

But then, he holds onto your face, and kisses your forehead—gently, purposeful, like a tall giant. A shock wave goes through you, but he doesn’t even whisper a lick of an apology.

He locks eyes with you. “You’re amazing.”

Oh. Your breath quickens.

"Thanks, I know.” You do what you do best. Deflect. But your mind can't stop hearing him. His words echo through every corner of your brain.

He was driving you mad, and you weren’t the only one noticing it.

The clock struck twelve. You should be finishing your paper. Twelve out of sixteen was your current total. It would be the right thing to sit down, lock in, and focus.

But who decides what's right and wrong?

Not you.

Your paper could have been completed, had it not been for Hinata. But he would not stop calling until you answered. If your professor asks, it's all on him.

It started like this; your sitting at your desk, playing around with your ballpoint pen, when (admittedly) you should be looking over your notes. Turns out, Kageyama and Hinata too, had a paper they should be working on, but decided the night was young and they needed to be out!

You at first, say no, like the considerate future-orientated person you pretend you are. That is, until Tsukishima (who happens to be sitting right next to you on your bed) says two magic words. Let’s go.

Now, you walk through the streets of Tokyo with your favorite people. Your eyes are set on the nearest convenience store. It’s a local beauty, dingy with front lights barely work and weird men who try to sell you things they shouldn't. The greatest place on Earth.

The front sign flickers on and off for a moment, before buzzing in a way that could definitely start a whole store-fire. You and Tsukishima are in matching plaid pajama pants, and you even have a Karasuno volleyball hoodie on. You were not on the team. Hinata smirks when he notices, and whispers (badly) to Kageyama about it.

“She was cold.” is Tsukishima’s excuse. Yeah, right. You owned millions of hoodies—couldn’t you have worn your own?

“Mine are better. Hers are ugly.” he continues.

You scoff. He didn't have to go that far. The cold excuse is enough!

“My hoodies are not ugly. You quite literally have no fashion sense.”

“You’re in denial.” he says.

“You’re lecturing me about denial? Mr. ‘It’s just a club’?” it's a burn that makes Hinata double over in laughter.

“Enough arguing,” Kageyama pushes you forward, a step ahead of the two of them with Hinata who giggles. He quickly shifts you away from the side of the cars.

You grumble, and step over your own two feet before picking up your feet. Tsukishima mumbles something about you having two left feet, and it takes everything in you not to spin around and give him a piece of your mind. He smirks, loving the way your shoulders fall and rise in anger.

He loves the way he gets to you.

“So, Kaggy,” he makes a noise of disgust at the nickname you made up on the spot, “you still texting that one girl?” Hinata’s ears perk up, and Tsukishima looks at him, trying to feign indifference. But you knew him, he wnats to hear the tea just as much you guys did.

“Ha! Kageyama? With a woman!” Hinata barks out, a howl coming out of his lips next makes it even more obnoxious. Kageyama’s face scrunches up, and his laughter is just so infectious that Tsukki can’t help but chuckle. You let out a giggle or two.

“Hinata, last time I checked, your name was NOT Kageyama," you say through a giggle.

“What! I’m not wrong!” Hinata pouted, “I’m not entirely convinced this ‘woman’ exists. I’ve never seen Kageyama talk to a woman before. And I see a lot of Kags, more than I'd like."

Your eyebrow raises. Despite his last comment, he wasn’t that far off. Kageyama was a lost cause when it came to women. He always had been. But, things always change. You saw it in real life, and was sitll shocked. Someone came up to him. She offered him her number, and he freaked out over how to message her.

'Do I just say hey? Is hey weird? Do I say hi instead? Y/N STOP LAUGHING AND HELP ME!'

It was cute, until it had been four whole days and he hadn’t even BEGUN to type a letter. At that point, you stole his phone and did the magic for him. As they texted, it got lighter and easier. Occasionally, at friend hangouts you would see him open his phone and smile, or break away for a moment to send a response back. It was cute, you liked it for him.

“We’re just friends, alright? Nothing more.” Kageyama answers finally, breaking his silence. He kicks a stray rock on the ground, anything to distract from the blood flushing to his cheeks.

“So she does exist!” Hinata’s eyes sparkle like lights on Christmas Day.

“Obviously, idiot.”

You four approach the convenience store and step through the sliding doors. Bells jingled above your head. A tired cashier lifts his eyes momentarily, but seeing you all, becomes uninterested and goes back to looking at his phone. The hum of the fridges calls out to you, ice cream. You need to stop, at this point it was an addiction.

It is as if Tsukki can read your thoughts, and looks down at you with a shake of his head.

“Don’t do it.”

“Don’t tell me what to do,” you hiss back.

“Fine, don’t blame me when your shitting all night.”

“I’ll shit in your mouth.”

“Guys, we’re in public,” Kageyama has to remind, but neither of you care much, and the cashier just frowns as he scrolls through his social media.

You mingle around the shelves, going from packaged ramen, to udon, to spicy and sweet chip bags, to candy filled bags. Hinata and Kageyama whisper around about something, but your eyes search for your favorite candy.

Why the hell isn’t it here?

You frown, and circle the aisle once and then twice. You do it a third time, just to make sure you haven't lost your mind. You almost give up, but then you see one package left—but of course, it's at the very top of the shelf, all the way on the back of the shelf. Great. You can't ask for help. You just can't.

But at the same exact moment, Tsukki rounds the corner and sees you in your struggle. Tsukki is made of legs, but he will not get it—not without you begging him for it, and you will not.

You hold your nose up at him and then cross your arms. “Yup, nothing I want here.”

You were a terrible liar.

“Ask me. Nicely. Then I’ll do it.” he says, that stupid smirk.

“I’m fine. I’ll starve.”

"Beg."

"No."

He sighs, "Your annoying,” he leans forward, grabs the package, and slaps it into your hand. You lurch forward and grab it before it can fall to the ground.

“If you grew more in fifth grade, you would be able to get it.” Tsukki comments before walking away.

You follow after him with a grumble, “Shut up.”

The four of you reconvene at the center of store. The fluorescent lights flicker above your heads, a cool chill flushes from the vents and you dig deeper inside Tsukki’s hoodie.

Tsukishima has a couple of things in his hands—coffee with a strong bitter smell, his favorite chips (salty like him), banana milk, and a small pack of worm shaped sour gummies. Kageyama and Hinata’s piles looked mostly the same—except that Hinata decides sugar was a great idea at this time of night, and no one can really argue. They all had a paper to finish. Except for Tsukki that is. He finished his two weeks ago.

You hated him.

“Name one girl you’ve spoken to that’s not your mother,” Tsukki says to Kageyama.

You, at the same time, approach the counter. The cashier mumbles a quiet ‘finally’ and begins scanning your items. You bend down at the counter, engrossed by a magazine’s cover. A journalist, one of the best who was an alumni of Karasuno University. You pick it up, and add it to your heap of snacks.

“Your mom.” Kageyama says back to him with a shrug. You and Hinata don’t even try to hide your laughter. The cashier glances to you four in annoyance.

“My mom hates you.” Tsukki mumbles.

You reach into your hoodie pocket, and salvage the coins you had thrown inside. Your fingers flip over the different kinds, before reaching the correct amount. The ritual happens quickly—the cashier takes your change, it’s exact like you hoped, and you tell him to keep the receipt.

“Not as much as she hates you.” Kageyama nips back.

You open your package of candy and plop a couple in your mouth. The cashier seems to lose more and more of his faith in humanity as the insults go on and on. He just wants to go home. He lets out a sigh of relief when the doors hiss close and you four are back in the midnight cool.

“Seriously, Kageyama. What does she look like? Is she pretty?” Hinata asks, as soon as they're back outside. He never lets go, and it makes you laugh. Once Hinata was curious, there was no way of shutting him down. Eventually you would have to tell him the truth, and the whole one at that.

“He’s not gonna tell you.” Tsukki says. This time, he’s walking beside you, and steals a small candy from your bag.

“Why not?!” Hinata whines.

“You talk too much, I tell you and then suddenly the whole team will know.” Kageyama answers.

You hum, been there done that. “True. Like Tsukki’s ex.”

The words come out quicker than you can realize. Shit. That was a mistake. The four of you go dead quiet, and your eyes quickly flash to the boy next to you. You expect him to shut down, maybe do that sad Tsukki thing with his eyes.

But nope. He just reaches into your bag again, another candy. He’s completely unmoving. It has been almost a whole year, but you know breakups were a touchy subject. You and Tsukki talk about it rarely, but it was in the background of everything. You saw her influence in many things he did.

How he rejects the advances of girls at your school, how his face shifts when he sees Daichi and his girlfriend after practice. It’s a sting from a wasp that just never died. But maybe, just maybe, the pain had become tolerable? You are not often wrong.

“Hinata’s a loud mouth. Always will be.” A classic Tsukki response. You grin. Tolerable. That was better than nothing.

You interject, rejoining the conversation with a playful grin. “Come on, Kageyama, give them a little hint..”

Kageyama crosses his arms defensively. “Weren’t you suppose to be on my side, Y/N?”

Tsukishima shakes his head. “Y/N’s on the side that pays her.”

“Right,” you nod.

Kageyama eyes you both dangerously. You know something slick is going to come out of his mouth. He can't help himself. “Tsukki, you pay her?”

You rub the back of your neck. Ah. Tsukki rolls his eyes.

“Please shut up."

The walk back to your apartment is quiet, a calm against Kageyama and Hinata constant push-and-pull. They leave first, they live on the opposite side of you, closer to campus. You make sure to steal one of Hinata's pretzels before he goes.

It's always you and him. Walking together, past midnight.

Your heart is pulling you towards him; your shoulders brush once, and then twice, and he says nothing. On the third time, he bumps your shoulder back. You smile. You shut your mouth, because it’s late, and you’re tired, and this isn’t the time to be saying anything you'll regret.

The paper is done. 1/2 of your project. The other half? A presentation. You hate this shit. You push through. You didn't even stutter once. You can see how proud Tsukki is. But now, it's time for closing remarks.

Your eyes dart around the room. From the clock, to your laptop, to your best friend. Tsukki wore a slight smirk on his face. You knew what that meant. But he wouldn't, the presentation is almost over, you are almost in the clear.

As your group mate say their closing remarks, you hear the dreaded phrase. You stiffen when his hand slowly rises. He sucks. You almost want to bark to your groupmate, don’t, but you imagine your teachers angry deducting points from your final grade.

“Yes, Tsukishima?” You have to force out. Suck it up. You can hear a couple of stifles of laughter in the classroom. They knew he was about to waste your time. Your fingers impatiently tap on your skin, something he notices with only a quick glance.

“Uh, yes. I think I’m still a little confused. Can you give a more in-depth example of how you would use aerodynamics in this situation, Ms. Y/N? Sorry, it’s just what you were talking way too fast, I didn't catch it all.”

He was such an ass.

You bare your teeth, and force a nod. “Of course. So, aerodynamics…”

The presentation goes on for a record seven minutes after. You want to ignore him so bad, and at first you do this successfully. You could breathe now, easily.

As class dismisses, you walk straight past his desk, and he follows you down the steps of the building, and onto the main campus. He's like a bed bug that never leaves, even if you set the whole damn building on fire.

But this is Tsukki, he's done way worse, but he knows you were hungry and needed to be in the dining hall as soon as the clock struck 10. Yet, he still chose to be the normal dickhead he is.

“You know you can’t stay mad at me forever,” he says as you round the corner to your dining hall. You turn around to meet his eye and frown, to make it known that you CAN, but then...his stupid smile. You almost crack. A strong almost.

“You wanna bet on that?” you settle for, and quickly turn around before you can change your mind.

Tsukishima sighs. He jumps into your peripheral vision and drops his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer. His smell, woody and fresh, meshes well with the scent of old rain and coffee from the university students around you.

You look up at him. His jaw, his slight smile. This is too comfortable, being like this with him. You would’ve thought just from looking at you two, that you were a couple. The thought makes you want to die. In another universe maybe, or two.

For now, you didn't think about what universe you guys could've gotten together in. Instead, you enjoy the moment.

Your campus is as quiet as it gets. The large buildings, and their large glass panes should suck you both in, but you're in your own world. Several people whisper as you pass, ‘isn’t that Kei?’ they ask. It’s like they are tearing apart every part of you; the way you dress, the way you walk, the way you look. You forget sometimes that he’s ‘popular’ on campus. All of the volleyball guys were. All the eyes on you make you lean closer to him, and Tsukishima’s grip tightens.

He didn't pay any of the eyes on him any mind, he just focuses on you.

“Y/N,” he says in that annoyingly childish way that’s reserved for you. He knew how to tick you off—and if it were legal, you would’ve killed him right there, “Look, I’m sorry, but how could I resist?” he smiles and that ticks you off more, even if he's beautiful.

“I hate you, more than I hate aerodynamics.”

“Stop saying you hate me. You don’t.”

You really do hate him and you would never stop saying it; it's because of how nonchalant he is as you walk through your dining hall. How he ignores every women’s eye; every question that’s flung in his direction. You feel this way because through every bicker, every walk home, every moment he fills your life with so much happiness you know it would never amount to anything. Nothing you could see. Nothing that was real.

You and him? That wasn't real. Not in the way it was for Tsukishima. To him, you are the little girl he met at the sandbox. He would never be yours.

At the end of the night, all you can do is dream. You dream of a world where Tsukki knows, and he loves you as something more than his stupid childhood best friend.

You think about being more than his secret-holder and his unmoving rock. You want to finally know what it means to kiss the soft lips of Tsukki, to have his fingers dance around your waist and squeeze you so tight you couldn’t breathe, to wake up next to him and hug more than your own shoulders.

Fuck Kei Tsukishima.

Your lungs ache.

Monday morning is spent without him, and so is Tuesday. Then the day after that, and the day after that one. It isn’t something new, this routine. This is how you two were. But not recently. Being around him..was nice. But did you really think it was going to last forever?

The calls go from everyday, to him hearing the sound of your voicemail.

You take a sip of your latte, and try to focus on Yamaguchi’s words that are becoming harder and harder to listen to. For whatever reason, the universe, or whatever was out there likes torturing you. You can't get the guy once, and now you can't get him twice. It was like someone took the fork inside of Yamaguchi’s muffin and stabbed you right in the heart. He’s so blonde, and so stupid, and is sitting on a bench next to a water fountain with someone who looks nothing like you.

That was his type. It burns, much more than the hot coffee flowing down your throat. You down a scary amount of coffee that makes Yamaguchi stop in his tracks.

“You two make me sick. You have to tell him.” he says, and you finally look away from the scene.

“No, I don’t, actually. Can we focus on studying, please?”

You’re a hypocrite. He scoffs. You know it. Like you weren’t just staring down both of them for a solid ten minutes.

“He’s not dating her. You know? Says he doesn’t believe in love anymore.”

It hurts. You pretend it didn't.

“So, why would you tell me to tell him?”

Yamaguchi looks at you. He’s serious. Possibly the most serious you’ve ever seen him.

“You’re different. You can pretend you aren’t, but I know it and you know it. Ever since the sandbox.”

The butterflies in your chest flutter painfully.

“Focus, yeah?”

Yamaguchi sighs. “Yeah. One day, you’ll get sick of this shitty game.”

Then, that one day happens. It’s friday night. A long time ago, you guys made a tradition to spend friday nights together.

But not today, you made up some sort of excuse. Project tomorrow!

He didn’t question you the first three times, but the fourth he didn’t allow. You’re freshly out of a shower. You wipe the steam off the mirror in your bathroom, and double check your phone. A text? No, scratch that. Multiple text messages. At least twenty. Most of them are threats. Your eyes staple on the most important ones.

tsuk tsuk (lol): stop fucking ignoring me

tsuk tsuk (lol): i asked yamaguchi he said u had no project due

tsuk tsuk (lol): be straight up w/me if i did something to offend ur sensitive ass

tsuk tsuk (lol): y/n?

tsuk tsuk (lol): ur always on ur phone so ik ur reading this

tsuk tsuk (lol): did u get u a bf? is that y ur ignoring me?

tsuk tsuk (lol): nvm i don’t care. he can die too.

tsuk tsuk (lol): i’m coming over. unlock the door idiot

What the actual fuck. You’re in shock, and in his hoodie, when he appears at your front door. He’s not amused.

a/n: a bit of a cliffhanger hehehehehehhe i'm sorry i couldn't help myself :))) i enjoyed writing this even if it took the longest omg. lmk your thoughts on the chapter !!!! also yes the pic change was purposeful, colorful ver now hehe

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“clarinets, you need to be louder,” kageyama snaps for the fourth time that rehearsal. “you're leading us into the next phrase. if we don't hear you, we miss it.”

as kei sees it, he has three options:

one, apologise and play louder. the violins get their comfortable cue-in, and everyone is happy. two, sulk and play as quietly as he can. he'd definitely get a kick out of that. three, antagonise kageyama.

almost immediately, he chooses option three.

“you should be able to make the entry on your own, seeing as you're such a prodigy.” the riposte echoes across the stage, dripping in sarcasm. “or has the great maestro lost his ear for music overnight?”

the hall is dead silent.

kageyama's eye twitches, and he stands up, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. his deskmate koshi sugawara, kageyama’s predecessor as concertmaster, tries to sit him back down but to no avail.

“say that again,” he growls. 

tsukishima simply smiles, ready to do as asked, but the substitute conductor keishin ukai raps loudly on his music stand with his baton. he’s filling in for his own grandfather, ikkei ukai, who's on medical leave.

“kageyama,” he says firmly. “sit down.” kei risks a sideways glance towards the furious violinist, who only scoffs quietly and does as he's told.

“clarinets. well, clarinet,” ukai says, gesturing at the obviously empty seats beside kei. “you do need to cue the first violins in. however, i understand you're playing for three today, so that's excusable. don't compromise quality of sound in favour of volume.”

kei nods with great seriousness (for kageyama's benefit, obviously). “understood, sir.”

he turns back to the violins. “kageyama, sugawara, get your section up to scratch on all the re-entries from pages four to seven. you need to be able to enter without listening to the other sections.”

tetsuro kuroo chuckles from beside kei as ukai goes on to comment on the violas’ bowing or whatever. he can’t really be bothered to listen. the bassoonist leans over and says, “doors are opening to the rest of the campus in five minutes.”

kei is indifferent. “okay, and?”

“i hear a very special girl's here tonight to see me." he waggles his eyebrows suggestively. "you know the guitarist from akaashi’s band, right?”

wait. her?

“how do you know she's coming?” he says, trying not to sound too interested.

“akaashi told me himself. he said l/n-san wouldn't be here tonight if i wasn't playing,” the raven-haired ochem major says proudly.

kei imagines her sitting in one of the front rows and staring at the bassoons the whole time, just to get a glimpse of kuroo. she probably won't even be listening to the music.

just the thought of that pisses him off.

“okay, everyone!” professor takeda claps his hands loudly, getting everyone's attention. “as you all know by now, tuesday evenings are open rehearsals. your fellow students will be coming in shortly, so i want all of you on your best behaviour.” the orchestra teacher-in-charge looks at kageyama, and then kei pointedly. “is that clear?”

“yes, sensei,” the orchestra echoes. he gives them a thumbs-up and runs to open the door for the students waiting outside. 

ukai scratches the back of his head, flipping through his score book. “uh… let's do bartók, shall we? miraculous mandarin suite, second decoy game. let me hear all of you loud and clear, ‘kay?”

kei freezes. the clarinet solo starts off that segment of the suite, but if neither ginjima, the principal clarinetist, nor his other upperclassman kinoshita, is here today…

he looks up from his score slowly, and ukai's eyes tell him all he needs to know. sighing, he presses the mouthpiece to his lips.

the hall fills with chatter as professor takeda lets the students waiting outside into the hall. the guitarist girl is here, as expected - akaashi leads their group to the front row as yaku and suna flank her. she's beaming, her face positively radiant as she laughs at something yaku said. he hears kuroo suck in a quick breath of air at this, and his grip on his own instrument tightens ever so slightly.

“hey, tsukishima, you ready?”

kei nods, praying he won't mess up in front of the whole orchestra - he'll never hear the end of it from kageyama. ukai looks around at the orchestra, his hands raised, then holds kei's gaze. the conductor's hands rise, and then dip down sharply.

the first two notes of the section are deceptively slow, and he gets ready for the quick runs and swift arpeggios that lie ahead. circular breathing, circular breathing, he chants in his head like a mantra as he starts the second bar.

and kei is off. his fingers kick into high gear, and he's hyperaware of every little sound he makes when he moves. the press of his fingers on the clarinet keys are much too loud in his ears, thundering alongside his rapid heartbeat.

before he knows it, he's already reached another ‘lull’ in the solo, if one could call it that. good. he scans the audience once more, keeping time in his head.

then he sees her, wide-eyed and leaning forward in her seat, and almost misses the next big phrase. 

ukai looks at him strangely, eyebrows furrowed as kei scrambles to regain his composure. she laughs a little, covering her mouth with her free hand as she grips the armrest of her chair with the other. the nerve of her, kei thinks, blowing so aggressively into the mouthpiece that the sound almost warps. 

when ukai finally ends off rehearsal with increasingly difficult excerpts from mahler first, the audience applauds loudly.

“tsukki, you were amazing!” the orange-haired hockey player gushes as kei joins them offstage. “it was like, bam! and whoosh! i didn’t know that playing oboe could be so-”

“hinata!” bokuto scolds, before kei can even say anything. “that's obviously a bassoon!” they start bickering loudly as they make for the exit, kei trailing behind them.

“- played really well the other night, y'know.”

“is that so? then you should come down to tokyo red in shibuya, we’ve already booked a gig for this friday night.”

kei hears kuroo's smooth baritone and her low flirty chuckles, and can't help but look over at the two of them. she locks eyes with him, the smile from kuroo's compliment still plastered on her face. it quickly fades.

“uh, i-” he starts.

but she's already turning away, keying something into kuroo's phone he assumes is her number.

“see you friday,” she blurts out, glancing at kei one last time before hurrying up the steps to her friends. she brushes past bokuto as she does so, and he looks back down from the top of the steps to see a bewildered kei. he sees a grin spread slowly over the hockey vice-captain's face, and he groans internally.

oh, he’s never gonna live this down.

author's notes:

genuinely know nothing about clarinet at all (or bartók) so i hope i portrayed it fairly well

like i said i know nothing about music theory but i do know quite a bit about classical music so i just picked out this piece with a clarinet solo that really stood out to me

so far the utokyo students are from karasuno, nekoma, inarizaki, itachiyama and fukurodani, but rest assured i have big plans for the seijoh and shiratorizawa characters

oh and yams of course :)

i'm going for my first ever music lesson this weekend! wish me luck

would it be presumptuous of me to make a taglist

likes, comments, follows and reblogs are greatly appreciated :) don't hesitate to correct any factual discrepancies or ask questions about this fic!

© sirhamburrger 2024

[manisimp]

So...I want to Share the "Proluge" to my current fic.

A Haikyuu Tsukiyama fic.Not proofread/done but Eh.

You know how the moon and the Stars hang on the night Sky,Dear one? And you know how they Shine upon us all in the night,shielding US from complete Darkness? Its Said that someone can be blessed by the celestial Bodies.That they can be gifted the Wisdom,strength,or Courage.Or anything Else.That they will Shine from within.That they are more. Its also Said they come with a heavy burden.That they can't be Happy anymore.That they are gifted Just to serve.That they live eternally to Help the helpless.That they never find Peace. I Wonder if that's true,or if the moon really IS Just a Rock circling earth.

"Thank you,Moonrisen!" "My name is Tsukishima."

A conversation he had more than enough of.Hes viewed like a god and treated like a slave and he doesn't like it one bit. The Last Person that demanded help literally wasn't even in need of help.Just a family of three that couldn't carry all their groceries in one Trip.And he has to give his freedom up to help them? He doesn't get it.

"Oh please,Moonlit!" "Oh i need help,Moonstar!" "Can you aid me and my family,Moonfallen?"

The endless nicknames he has gotten feel so flashy and unnecessary.Why cant he just be Tsukishima Kei? Why did the Moon have to burden him and make his life depleted of himself?

"KEI,come down!"

His Mother.She sounds angry.Probably because he hasn't left yet to Help.is it possible to just hide forever?

"I'm coming" is the short lived answer,and he finally puts his book away,gets up,stretches and gets dressed.The sun has just gotten up,ITS early in the morning.

"You're late. You should already be out and helping,Kei."

"The sun has just risen."

"You cant neglect your duty like that,young man! The moon has given you a special talent,why are you so adamant on not using it?"

"You're forcing me to do it anyway."

Hes already half out the door,deciding to ditch his Mothers breakfast for something from the nearby Shop- and some peace.

He only hears the faint " Don't think you get away that easy!" before he goes right.He scoffs. As if e no one lays hand on a 'Moonrisen'.

"That's 150 Re,please." He gets the Money out of his wallet an pays for his breakfast e he decided on some simple Nonrigid. But before he even gets his Change, someone approaches him.A lady that's new to the Small Village Kei calls his Residence.Not home.He never felt at home here.

"Oh,Mitsubishi-"

"Call him by his title,you ungrateful brat!" The immediate yell out of the Line lets Tsukishima scoff and roll his eyes in irritation.The woman covers slightly,intimidated.

" I'm almost done,then I'm at your ser- i mean ill help you." Kei says that strained and with a sigh.His mother implored him to never say 'Service' again because It is an honour that the moon choose him and how can he not be grateful.

He takes the food and change and leaves with the woman.And a silent sigh.

"Oh thank you,Moonrisen.You saved me!"

"Just doing-" He stops himself.He helped the lady fix her stranded car.Something he only was able to do with a lot of time and a YouTube tutorial. But if he says service again,or duty,that's gonna get to his Mom again. "I'm glad i could help."

Hes not.He wanted to meet Hinata today.They wanted to try out the new Flavours of the new drink that finally arrived in town.And Play Volleyball.He had to stop playing in a Club because of all this…stuff. But that's now busted. With a forced smile and a bow, he leaves e and promptly runs into Hinata and Kageyama.

"Oh.Hello." He notices they hold the new drink.The bottle is not opened.

"Tsukki! Where were you? The new drink sold out in Minutes and we barely-"

"I had to help." Kei stops Hinata with a sigh and a look to the right and some cold,dismissive Words.

"Oh,well.We figured that.So-" Kageyama gets straight to the point. Typical. No need to dwell on what cant be changed. But what Kageyama does next is surprising to Tsukishima. He hold out a third ,smaller bottle of the same drink.

"We were late too and there were only two full sized drinks over and well,you can see e" Hinatas probably eluding to the two bigger drinks in his Hand e " But they had half size bottles too,and we bought you one too!". The boy is practically extruding happiness.Kageyama just nods and mutters something,holding the drink to Tsukishima.

He takes the offered drink after short hesitation.Hinata and Kageyama are the onlyPeople that hes ever met that don't treat him special. To them,hes just a boy that likes Dinosaurs and Volleyball and Stupid Drinks that most of the time don't even taste like advertised.Stupid stuff.

Even when his skin started to glow from beneath.Even when he sat at full moon in his room,transfixed.Even when he became a 'Moonrisen'. To them,he was always just Kei.

He just wishes he would be seen like that from everyone.

Im writing at this thing for a month now and am not out of Chapter one yet,but the proluge is like ? Done ig? Idk.I wanna share it. Tell me your thoughts or sum idk.

[tsukkismoonlight]

Either way i will be posting an Ushijima Wakatoshi fic by the end of this month for a summer collab ! And i will probably write more headcannons since i like those

[giiants]

@pontevoix said: ❝  honestly,  it was a long time ago.  i don’t really remember the details.  ❞ - from tsukishima perhaps but also u could choose anything or nothing if that's easier i'd be thrilled sfdg (conversational starters)

"Is that so?" Kuroo hums, his magazine now entirely abandoned and flopped on his stomach, hands crossed over it as he decides that Kei is suddenly more interesting to focus on. Sprawled across the sofa with his back resting against the armrest and his legs stretched across his poor companion's lap, he is perhaps more great dane than cat in the space he takes up; he will, however, refuse to apologise about it until Kei seriously begins to complain about it. They are both ridiculously tall. Sacrifices must constantly be made, and compromises must constantly be reached. He has no doubt there will be payback later, anyway.

"Human memory's a funny thing, huh." He muses. "Yamaguchi-kun seemed to remember in great detail. Well, unless he embellished the story a little, which I wouldn't put past him after a few drinks..." And this, any of their friends would collectively agree, is why you don't let Yamaguchi and Kuroo drink together unsupervised. Traces of a smirk lift up the corners of his lips; prying information and gossip out of the poor guy when booze is involved is so easy, he would almost feel guilty about it. Operative word: almost.

Talking with Yamaguchi also usually involved a healthy degree of nostalgia; so, naturally, highschool days had been brought up, and for the first time, Kuroo had heard more details of the tales of Karasuno battlign against Shiratorizawa. A turning point for Kei, as far as he'd understood; but there had been one detail in the story that had stuck in his mind since. "Well, I didn't see the game, but Yamaguchi-kun said you did look down after you won... Now, I'm no stranger to post-games blues, but considering what I heard, I would have thought your rambunctious teammates' elation would have been contagious. Just wondering what went through your head, that's all." Granted, Tetsurou often wonders what goes through Kei's head.

But of course, Tetsurou would not be Tetsurou if he did not have an ace or two up his sleeve (spoiler alert: it is not Ushijima). Cheshire smile stretches a little wider, gaze attentively studying each and every one of Kei's reactions. How many frowns is he going to get with this one, he wonders? "Did you know the JVA keeps all the video recordings of the games that have been broadcast on TV? The wonders of digitisation. Wouldn't it be fun if I asked for a copy of your old game for a movie night? Wouldn't you want to re-watch yourself blocking the infamous Ushiwaka?"

[randomteenwriter]

We Weren’t Meant To Be

04 - Superstar

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A chaptered SMAU series featuring: pro volleyball player!Tsukishima Kei x university wrestler!fem!reader

Word Count : 1857

Warnings - Cursing, Mature Themes, teasing. I took 5 seconds to look this over so be prepared for shit :)

Author's notes - I needed a little breather from the smau part. You are stuck with good old fanfic for this chapter. I promise the next chapter will have plenty of smau content!

03 -- series masterlist -- 05

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Sarah sighed deeply, leaning back into the couch. Her phone buzzed, but she ignored it. It was too early for this. Dragging herself to the kitchen, she filled a glass with water and downed it in one go, hoping to flush out whatever was left of last night’s mistakes. The headache wasn’t just from the alcohol; it was from the sheer exhaustion of knowing that her name was trending for all the wrong reasons.

She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the microwave door. Her hair was still a mess, the red tips slightly frizzy, and her eyes were tired. But beneath all that, she still looked like herself. A wrestler. A competitor.

And right now, she needed to focus on that. Sarah prepared a light breakfast rich in whole grains and leafy greens, foods known to help with headache symptoms. She then packed her gear, mentally steeling herself for the rigorous practice session ahead.​

The second Sarah stepped into the wrestling gym, she could feel the shift in the air. It was subtle at first—just a few lingering glances, some whispered conversations—but then she locked eyes with Tyson, and the grin on his face said everything.

"Superstar’s here!" he called out, loud enough for half the gym to hear.

Sarah groaned, rubbing her temples. "No, no, we are not doing this."

Tyson, of course, ignored her. He slung an arm over her shoulder, shaking her slightly. "Oh, but we are. Sarah Clarke is a wrestling champion and now, apparently, the most famous woman in sports media. Didn’t know I was training with a celebrity."

She shoved his arm off, glaring. "You were literally at the party, too! How many girls did you make out with?"

"I don’t kiss and tell," Tyson smirked. "I’m just smarter than you, and don’t get caught. So when are you introducing me to your boyfriend?"

Sarah nearly choked on air. "Excuse me?"

"Tsukishima? Tall, blond, volleyball dude? Ring any bells?" Tyson wiggled his eyebrows. "The way the media is telling it, you two were practically devouring each other in some dark corner of a party."

Sarah groaned, pressing her palms into her eyes. "I hate you."

"Hey, I’m just stating the facts," Tyson said, raising his hands. "And the facts say that your little volleyball fling has turned into prime-time gossip."

"It’s not a fling," Sarah shot back. "It was—one time. A mistake."

"A very public mistake," Tyson reminded her. "Which means I’m never letting you live it down."

"Unbelievable," Sarah muttered, pulling off her hoodie and adjusting her compression shorts. "Can we just train?"

Tyson chuckled but relented, falling into step beside her as they started their warm-up laps around the mat.“Fair warning," he said, stretching his arms overhead. "I’m not going easy on you today, superstar."

Sarah smirked. "Oh, I’d be offended if you did."

They started with stance and motion drills, shuffling in their wrestling positions, adjusting their levels, and focusing on footwork. Each movement had to be precise, controlled, and explosive when necessary.

Sarah found herself slipping into the rhythm, focusing on the familiar burn of training. The whispers, the media nonsense- none of that mattered here.

Sarah lunged in for a double-leg takedown, but Tyson was fast, blocking her attempt. She barely hesitated before re-shooting, her second attempt snagging his leg just enough to drive him back.

Tyson grunted, scrambling, but Sarah used her momentum to slam him onto the mat, pinning him. "Damn, Clarke!" he breathed, tapping the mat. "You’re faster today."

Sarah grinned, wiping sweat from her forehead. "Or maybe you’re just slower."

"Oh, that’s it." Tyson rolled to his feet, eyes gleaming. "Next round, no mercy."

And he meant it.

Their next exchange was brutal, a flurry of shots, sprawls, counters, and feints. Tyson was strong, but Sarah was faster and more relentless. She anticipated his movements. After years of wrestling together, she could read him like a book. She countered every attempt at control, and by the end of the round, they were both breathing hard.

"Damn, Sarah," Tyson muttered again, shaking his head. "If your little volleyball scandal doesn’t work out, you might actually have a future in this sport."

Sarah laughed, nudging him with her foot. "Shut up, Tyson."

Tsukishima Kei had never cared much for wrestling. Too much contact. Too much brute force. He preferred precision and strategy—the kind of game where power meant nothing if you couldn’t back it up with control.

So when he stepped into the wrestling gym, arms crossed over his chest, the last thing he expected was to be impressed.

But watching Sarah move? That was something else. Tsukishima Kei wasn’t supposed to care. That was the whole point. He wasn’t supposed to give a damn about the girl who’d slipped out of his bed without a word, leaving nothing behind except the lingering imprint of her body against his sheets.

He wasn’t supposed to be standing here now, watching her move across the wrestling mat like she hadn’t spent the night beneath him, against him, wrapped around him. But he was. And it pissed him off.

Sarah Clarke was a stranger. Last night was the first time they had ever spoken, let alone touched, and yet somehow, she had managed to turn his life into a fucking circus overnight. The media was on fire with speculation, and his PR team had already sent several panicked messages about the scandal that was apparently his fault.

But that wasn’t why he was pissed. Not really.

Because the part that annoyed him the most—the part he couldn’t quite let go of—was the way she’d just left. No lingering glances. No awkward goodbyes. No. Hey, thanks for ruining me. I’m gonna head out now. Just… gone. 

Like it hadn’t meant anything. 

Like he hadn’t meant anything.

That thought irritated him more than it should have. Which was why he was here. Not because of the media. Not because of the PR mess. He just wanted to see her again. Just to confirm that last night had been a fluke—that whatever heat had been between them was just a combination of alcohol, bad decisions, and bad timing.

So, as he leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, Tsukishima watched. Sarah hadn’t noticed him yet, too focused on wiping the floor with the guy she was training with.

Tsukishima vaguely recognized him—Tyson something. The guy was tall, built, and quick on his feet, but Sarah? She was faster, sharper, and relentless in a way that was almost unnerving. She anticipated every movement before he made it, countering before he could even finish his attacks. Her body moved with an efficiency that Tsukishima recognized immediately.

Because it was the same way he played. That realization settled uneasily in his chest. She wasn’t just some girl.

She was a competitor.

And she was good.

Which meant she probably had a mind just as sharp as her reflexes. Tsukishima didn’t like that. Because if there was one thing he hated more than people, it was people who could read him too well. And he had a very bad feeling that Sarah Clarke was one of those people.

“Alright, superstar.” Tyson stretched his arms overhead, rolling his shoulders. “Wouldn’t want to tire out Japan’s most famous wrestler-slash-tabloid queen.” Sarah groaned, grabbing her towel. “At least I had kissed a girl by the end of high school.”

“HeY! That’s not fair. I was too awkward! I’m just saying, you were already pretty famous, but now, now you’re a celebrity. Next thing you know, you’ll be on a reality show.” Sarah smacked his shoulder. “Shut up.” Tyson laughed. “Come on, Sarah. You can’t tell me this isn’t funny.” She rolled her eyes. “It’s annoying.”

“Oh, it’s hilarious.” Tyson nudged her. “You and Tsukishima, huh?” Sarah groaned. “Don’t.”

“I mean, I get it. The height difference is kinda hot.”

“Tyson.”

“Is he good in bed?”

“Tyson.”

He cackled, dodging when she swung her towel at him. “What? I’m just saying. Maybe those long limbs—”

“I hate you.”

Tyson grinned. “No, you don’t.” Sarah rolled her eyes again, but a small smirk tugged at her lips. For a moment, she almost forgot about the absolute disaster waiting for her outside of this gym. Until she turned around—and she got butterflies in her stomach. Because standing there, watching her like he had all the time in the world, was Tsukishima Kei.

"Hey!" she greeted, a little breathless from training. "Didn’t expect to see you here."

Tsukishima’s arms were still crossed over his chest, but his jaw tensed slightly. Sarah, still feeling loose from the high of a good practice, let the corner of her mouth quirk up. “Hope you’re not here to complain about last night," she teased. "Because I thought we had a good time."

Tsukishima’s entire body stiffened. And just like that, his irritation snapped.

"Oh, yeah? You had a good time?" His voice was sharp, cutting through the easygoing air she’d been holding onto. Sarah blinked at the unexpected bite in his tone. Then, before she could respond, he scoffed. "Funny. Because I woke up alone."

Her stomach dropped, but she kept her expression neutral. "Yeah, well," she shrugged, crossing her arms, "what? You expected me to stick around for breakfast?" Tsukishima’s jaw ticked. "I expected something." Sarah blinked, and for the first time since she had turned around, she actually looked at him.

Not just at the way he was towering over her, or the way his sharp golden eyes were locked onto hers—but at the way his shoulders were tense, his fingers slightly curled into his palm. Like he was annoyed. Not just by the media. Not just because of the PR nightmare. But by her. And she didn’t know what to do with that. So she did what she always did. She smirked."Didn’t peg you as the clingy type, Tsukishima," she said lightly. "Kinda cute."His expression darkened. "Shut up," he muttered. "We need to talk." Sarah exhaled, dragging a hand through her hair, fixing her messy bun. "Yeah, yeah. The headlines, the media, the circus. I get it." Tsukishima pulled out his phone. "My PR team is already on my ass about it. Apparently, I’m some kind of ‘player’ now." Sarah let out a short, sharp laugh. "Took them long enough." Tsukishima glared at her. "Hilarious." She smirked. "Thanks, I try."

For a second, they just stared at each other—a silent battle of wills. Then Sarah exhaled sharply, rubbing the back of her neck. "Look," she muttered, "I didn’t ask for this either. I’m not exactly thrilled about my name being plastered all over the internet next to yours."

Tsukishima tilted his head. "You say that like I’m the problem."

She shot him a look. "You say that like you’re not."

After a beat of silence, Tsukishima pulled out his phone. "We need to exchange numbers." Sarah blinked. "Wow. Romantic."

"Shut up," he muttered. Still smirking, she handed him her phone. Maybe this was a mistake. Maybe neither of them knew what the hell they were doing. But one thing was certain.

This wasn’t over.

[gch1010]

AO3 Fanfics Glossary

1.
Name: Of Piercings and Sweaters
Rating: Not Rated
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Couple(s): Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu, Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi
Summary: Noya insists he doesn't have a crush on the guy at the bookstore, even when his deep brown eyes and beautiful smile make it hard to believe.

Link: https://insecure.ao3.org/works/3389720

2.
Name: Beauty and the Cop
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Couple(s): Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou
Summary: Iwa-chan is an undercover cop at Oikawa's university, and his relationship with Oikawa becomes the subject of professional scrutiny when Oikawa gets targeted by criminals.

Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6097144

3.
Name: Beauty and The Beast
Rating: Mature
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Couple(s): Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou
Summary: A BokuAka "Beauty and the Beast" AU. After a curse turns Bokuto into a beast, he must find love before time runs out to reverse the spell.

Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/30692285

4.
Name: I Was Screaming Your Name Through The Radio
Rating: Mature
Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs
Couple(s): Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya
Summary: A story about the aftermath of a famous album and the complicated relationship between Dazai and Chuuya, made even more intense by the media and past history.

Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/22133044

5.
Name: A Trip Up No-Memory Lane
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Couple(s): Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Asui Tsuyu/Uraraka Ochako
Summary: After losing his memory, Midoriya re-meets his classmates with a newfound confidence. Bakugou takes an interest in this new Midoriya, and their relationship becomes unexpectedly more complicated.

Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12837693

6.
Name: slow down, start dancing
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Couple(s): Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo
Summary: Momo and Kyouka have to figure out what courage means to them to avoid failing a class project, leading to moments of self-discovery and intimacy.

Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/11751861

7.
Name: Notice Me, Nerd
Rating: Mature
Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Couple(s): Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki/Kirishima Eijirou, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo
Summary: The entire class of 3-A can see Bakugou’s feelings for Midoriya, but Midoriya is oblivious. The slow burn of their relationship is watched by their classmates.

Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/23472319

8.
Name: Marital Bliss
Rating: Not Rated
Fandom: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
Couple(s): Jayce/Viktor, Caitlyn/Vi
Summary: After getting married in secret during the time skip, Jayce and Viktor's relationship becomes public when their marriage is reported in the news, leading to humorous and heartfelt moments.

Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/35579707

9.
Name: Fortunate Fools
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
Couple(s): Jayce/Viktor
Summary: Jayce and Viktor, after building a long-distance relationship through letters, finally meet in person to formalize their engagement. Their union is filled with angst, comedy, and moments of vulnerability.

Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/40617816

10. Name: Camp Folktale, Summer of ‘86
Rating: Not Rated
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Couple(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley/Nancy Wheeler, Maxine "Max" Mayfield/Lucas Sinclair, Will Byers/Mike Wheeler, Suzie Bingham/Dustin Henderson
Summary: Steve goes to summer camp, expecting nothing special, but ends up dealing with a bunch of chaotic kids, a sulky Eddie, and a whole lot of drama.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/39842187

11. Name: sub-culture
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Couple(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington & Nancy Wheeler
Summary: Steve thinks Eddie hates him, but it turns out Eddie has feelings for him instead.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/39308787

12. Name: A Sign of The Morning
Rating: Mature
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Couple(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington & The Party
Summary: After Vecna’s defeat, Steve tries to adjust to normal life while figuring out his complicated feelings for Eddie.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/39721260

13. Name: stereoscope
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Couple(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Past Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler
Summary: Steve and Eddie have always been friends in a messy, complicated way.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/39797163

14. Name: smoke signal
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Couple(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson
Summary: Steve meets Eddie, not realizing he’s wanted by the law. They bond after a strange first meeting.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/43071267

15. Name: Madman and a Fool
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
Couple(s): Aziraphale/Crowley
Summary: God rewards Crowley’s love for Aziraphale by nudging Aziraphale to return the feelings.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/19378126

16. Name: The Gamekeeper and the Gentleman
Rating: Mature
Fandom: Maurice (1987), Maurice - E. M. Forster
Couple(s): Maurice Hall/Alec Scudder
Summary: Maurice falls for Alec, but Alec is already involved with someone else.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/40419825

17. Name: Eddie Munson's Vampire Mixtape
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Couple(s): Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley/Vickie
Summary: Steve finds himself hallucinating Eddie, who’s somehow alive again, and things get weird.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/40084680

18. Name: darlin', your head's not right
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Couple(s): Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru
Summary: Oikawa teases Iwaizumi about a childhood promise to marry him, but soon it’s not just a joke anymore.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/5402264

19. Name: Coeur de Noir
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs
Couple(s): Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke/Nakajima Atsushi (background)
Summary: Dazai becomes captivated by the mysterious singer Chuuya in a gritty French nightclub.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/13662948

20.

Name: you were my new dream
Rating: General Audiences
Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs
Couple(s): Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya
Summary: In this Tangled AU, Chuuya is trapped in a tower, and in his desperation, he blackmails Dazai into helping him achieve his dreams. What begins as a reluctant alliance turns into something much more complicated, as Dazai's sharp wit and Chuuya's fiery personality clash and evolve into something deeper.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/9696209

21.

Name: Carry Me Home
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
Couple(s): Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru
Summary: In a twist of fate, Getou Suguru and Gojo Satoru find themselves thrust eleven years into the future, right before Getou would have gone on a violent rampage. Surrounded by people who shouldn't be alive and unsure of their place in this new timeline, they must confront their past choices and the consequences of their actions. The tension rises as Suguru considers mass murder, but what exactly did Satoru do to get them in this mess?
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/36776911

22.

Name: Caesura
Rating: Mature
Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
Couple(s): Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru
Summary: Suguru and Satoru’s relationship begins in disdain. Initially, they view each other as arrogant and insufferable. Despite the quiet amusement of their friends, their hatred for one another only deepens. However, their views change when they are forced to work together on a mission, and what begins as mutual antagonism slowly shifts into something more complex as they learn to rely on each other.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/33505807

23.

Name: Eternity Enshrined
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
Couple(s): Fushiguro Megumi/Sukuna
Summary: Megumi is transported back in time to Heian Japan, where he must navigate a world filled with terror and superstition surrounding the curse known as Sukuna. In this unfamiliar era, Sukuna is not the cursed spirit Megumi knows, but the feared and powerful King of Curses, still unsealed and utterly invincible. As Megumi struggles with his desperation, Sukuna takes an unexpected interest in him, and Megumi finds himself relying on this ancient and terrifying figure for survival.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/31363382

24.

Name: Black Ink
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
Couple(s): Fushiguro Megumi/Sukuna
Summary: Megumi’s disinterest in Sukuna's antics is tested when Sukuna offers a mysterious and provocative parting gift. Despite his protests, Megumi can't help but feel the intense pull of attraction toward the King of Curses—especially when Sukuna’s teasing takes on a more intimate turn. Between a dangerous game of cat-and-mouse and the ever-present tension, Megumi can't quite figure out where his feelings end and Sukuna’s manipulation begins.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/30311247

25.

Name: KINGSLAYER//GODMAKER
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
Couple(s): Fushiguro Megumi/Sukuna
Summary: In this epic retelling, Megumi is selected for a Rite of Passage within the Zenin Clan to slay the Beast of the West—Sukuna. An impossible task on its own, it becomes even more complicated when Sukuna takes a special interest in Megumi and begins to see him as someone worthy of his favor. As their twisted relationship unfolds, Megumi finds himself torn between fulfilling his clan's expectations and navigating the growing connection with the feared King of Curses.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/30888305

26.

Name: The Proper Care of Lilacs
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
Couple(s): Fushiguro Megumi/Sukuna
Summary: Sukuna, who has always loathed flowers, finds himself intrigued when he’s tasked with picking up flowers from a local shop. When he meets Megumi, the beautiful florist owner, he’s instantly captivated. As Megumi’s charm and gentleness contrast with Sukuna’s fearsome reputation, the King of Curses finds himself unexpectedly falling for someone who brings softness into his life.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/30760310

27.

Name: The Art of Suggestion
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
Couple(s): Fushiguro Megumi/Sukuna
Summary: Sukuna offers Megumi an irresistible challenge—one chance to prove himself, with the high stakes of entertaining him in whatever way Sukuna desires. Megumi knows he’s walking into a trap, but he can’t refuse the dangerous allure of the King of Curses. With a deep breath, Megumi accepts, and what follows is a heated and dangerous game of seduction, manipulation, and power.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/31333613

28.

Name: see you through my eyes
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
Couple(s): Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Megumi & Gojo Satoru, Itadori Yuuji & Getou Suguru
Summary: After the traumatic events of the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, Satoru Gojo is left to contend with the grief of having killed his best friend, Suguru Getou. But when Suguru is revealed to be alive, the world is thrown into chaos. With both men trying to reconcile their past and the love they once shared, the story becomes one of second chances, redemption, and the cost of betrayal. As they navigate their fractured bonds, old wounds threaten to tear them apart once more.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/40507353

29.

Name: laundry and taxes
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
Couple(s): Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji
Summary: When Megumi brings home his mysterious boyfriend, Satoru Gojo is less than impressed. What starts as a simple introduction spirals into a ridiculous race through multiple timelines and universes as Megumi and his new boyfriend pull Satoru into a surreal adventure. Amidst the chaos, Satoru and Suguru must work together to solve the puzzle of their new reality.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/49059976

30.

Name: Ace in the Hole
Rating: Not Rated
Fandom: Hazbin Hotel
Couple(s): Alastor/Lucifer Magne, Vaggie/Charlie, Lucifer Morningstar/Alastor, Angel Dust/Husk
Summary: Charlie is confused by a comment made by Rosie and can’t stop thinking about it. Luckily, her father, Lucifer, knows exactly what she’s going through. As Charlie learns more about the complexities of her relationships, she realizes that Alastor’s asexuality is something that needs to be respected. This is a slow-burn story about self-discovery, identity, and the importance of consent in relationships.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/53623816

31.

Name: Sound Advice
Rating: Explicit
Fandom: Hazbin Hotel
Couple(s): Alastor/Lucifer Magne
Summary: Alastor, frustrated with an argument he had with Lucifer in front of his daughter, turns to a friend for advice on how to win Lucifer over. His confession is a rare moment of vulnerability as he seeks guidance in his quest to make Lucifer his own.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/53740195

32.

Name: Standing Together, Not Alone
Rating: Mature
Fandom: Hazbin Hotel
Couple(s): Alastor/Lucifer Magne
Summary: After season 1 of Hazbin Hotel, Lucifer is struggling, and Alastor finds himself unexpectedly concerned. As the two men confront their feelings, something bigger starts to unfold, and their dynamic begins to change in ways neither expected.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/53521438

33.

Name: To Avoid Being Indebted to You
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
Fandom: Hazbin Hotel
Couple(s): Alastor/Lucifer Magne
Summary: Lucifer heals Alastor to ease his discomfort from the lingering scent of blood, but what starts as a simple act of goodwill leads to an ongoing cycle of favors between the two. Eventually, they begin to enjoy each other’s company, despite their initial attempts to remain emotionally distant.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/53738008

34.

Name: Waltzing to Jazz
Rating: Mature
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss
Couple(s): Alastor/Lucifer Magne, Charlie Magne/Vaggie
Summary: Lucifer, cursed by loneliness after his fall from grace, struggles with his isolation in Hell. But when a small "on-air" sign starts to shine in his life, it symbolizes a new beginning, one that may offer the light he has longed for.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/54283813

35.

Name: When You Wish Upon a Star
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Couple(s): Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru
Summary: Hajime is stuck in a bizarre body-swap situation after a wish involving Oikawa and some aliens goes wrong. As he navigates this strange new reality, he’s forced to reconcile with his feelings for Oikawa and the chaos that ensues.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/3479060

36.

Name: Make a Bet, Keep a Promise
Rating: Mature
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Couple(s): Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru
Summary: Starting with a simple bet in their childhood, Iwaizumi and Oikawa’s bond deepens over the years. Iwaizumi reflects on how, despite their differences, Oikawa has always been by his side, and he can no longer imagine a future without him.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/2379728

37.

Name: Storm Season
Rating: Explicit
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!, Avatar: The Legend of Korra
Couple(s): Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru
Summary: Oikawa, a glider pilot in service to the Air Temples, reluctantly becomes the personal pilot for Iwaizumi, a nervous Earth Nation noble. As they navigate their complicated feelings, the two confront their respective fears, leading to unexpected growth in their relationship during Storm Season.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6253855

38.

Name: Les Retrouvailles
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
Couple(s): Fushiguro Megumi/Sukuna
Summary: During a family Christmas gathering, Megumi and Sukuna are forced to confront their uneasy dynamic in the face of family traditions. With humor and heart, Megumi reflects on his relationship with Sukuna as they navigate the complexities of family and love.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/44242465

39.

Name: Not Yours, Mine.
Rating: Mature
Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
Couple(s): Fushiguro Megumi/Sukuna
Summary: Sukuna and Megumi, both admired for their looks, are the subject of gossip at their hospital, where rumors swirl about their relationship. In truth, they are secretly married and doing their best to keep their relationship hidden from their colleagues.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/32064568

40.

Name: We Shine Like Diamonds
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Couple(s): Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru
Summary: Oikawa first hears the term "gay" as a child and struggles with the implications of the word as he grows older. His feelings for Iwaizumi complicate matters, and the story delves into Oikawa’s emotional journey as he faces societal expectations and his attraction to Iwaizumi.
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/3918325

41. Breaking Up Sucks

* Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

* Fandom: South Park

* Couple(s): Craig Tucker/Tweek Tweak, Kenny McCormick/Butters Stotch, Kyle Broflovski/Stan Marsh, Eric Cartman/Wendy Testaburger, Token Black/Clyde Donovan

* Summary: Craig is seventeen and still hasn't had his first kiss yet since everyone thinks he and Tweek have been dating for over seven years. He figures breaking up would be the best way for them to date other people and finally get some, but breaking up is harder than it seems. Especially when he realizes a little too late that he actually doesn't want to.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/5202986

42. Ladies and Gentlemen We Are Floating in Space

* Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

* Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

* Category: F/M, M/M

* Fandom: South Park

* Couple(s): Craig Tucker/Tweek Tweak, Kyle Broflovski/Stan Marsh, Clyde Donovan/Bebe Stevens, Kenny McCormick/Bebe Stevens

* Summary: The epitome of apathy, Craig Tucker has never been anything but nonchalant when it comes to his life and other related catastrophes. As long as he's not missing his favorite TV show or being hassled into another one of his classmates' ill-advised schemes, the boy truly doesn't care. Yet, there's only so far flying under the radar can get you, and unless he can get his grades up before the end of the school year, he won't be graduating with the rest of his class. Luckily, there's a blonde-haired recluse who might be able to help him - in more ways than he'd hoped.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/15904065

43. Situation Normal

* Rating: Explicit

* Fandom: Daiya no A | Ace of Diamond

* Couple(s): Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun, others implied

* Summary: Miyuki turns into a catboy overnight and some changes are easier to deal with than others.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/2391362

44. The Trajectory of Laughter

* Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

* Fandom: Daiya no A | Ace of Diamond

* Couple(s): Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun

* Summary: Some say laughter is the cure for everything, but they obviously never heard Miyuki laugh...

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/2525621

45. crossfire

* Rating: Explicit

* Fandom: Daiya no A | Ace of Diamond

* Couple(s): Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun

* Summary: Kazuya tries to put together a future he can live with, and Sawamura’s right there to make a mess of it.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10693503

46. only fools rush in

* Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

* Fandom: Daiya no A | Ace of Diamond

* Couple(s): Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun

* Summary: "Miyuki-senpai," Sawamura says. "I like you." Kazuya stares at his bent head, the dark hair tufted in weird places from sleep. There's an odd ringing noise in his ears. "… As a friend?" Sawamura looks up, his bright eyes gleaming. "No!" he yells. "In a romance way! Please go out with me, Miyuki Kazuya! Miyuki accepts everyone who confesses to him out of convenience, not romance. He never expected Sawamura.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/4594179

47. Baseless

* Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

* Fandom: Daiya no A | Ace of Diamond

* Couple(s): Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun

* Summary: Anonymous said: can you please write a fic where Miyuki was possessive as hell but didn't show it to Sawamura? Like everyone knows that he was possessive, yet only Sawamura doesn’t?

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/2450585

48. Steps to Your Heart

* Rating: General Audiences

* Fandom: Daiya no A | Ace of Diamond

* Couple(s): Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun

* Summary: In which Eijun tries to win Miyuki's heart in a few steps.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6334012

49. Ego Jinpachi: The World's Most Unwitting and Unwilling Matchmaker

* Rating: Mature

* Fandoms: Blue Lock (Manga), Blue Lock (Anime)

* Couple(s): Bachira Meguru/Isagi Yoichi, Mikage Reo/Nagi Seishirou, Chigiri Hyouma/Kunigami Rensuke, Itoshi Rin/Shidou Ryuusei

* Summary: Ego is a man with a vision. With a dream that burns him from the inside out as he molds it into reality with bleeding fingers and calloused hands. He drags boys around on puppet strings and cuts them loose to be used as stepping stools when they no longer serve a purpose. Ego wonders when the heck his hard-earned soccer project became the next season of Love Island.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/44117005

50. The Right To Be

* Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

* Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

* Couple(s): Todoroki Enji | Endeavor & Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Minor or Background Relationship(s)

* Summary: Shoto wants to marry a boy. Unfortunately, that isn't legal in Japan... at least, it's not yet. Enji has his work cut out for him. (Or: Enji Todoroki is determined to be a better father. And that means supporting his kids in any way he can. Put on your rainbow shades: this ignorant straight man is about to get his pride on, and he's about to make it everyone's problem.)

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/47764939

51. The Harvest of Grapes

* Rating: Mature

* Fandom: Daiya no A | Ace of Diamond

* Couple(s): Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun

* Summary: The first time it happened, he was nine. The pain burned him from the inside, bones breaking, skin melting. His mother sang soft lullabies as his father closed the windows. A well-kept secret in the Miyuki household.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/4828346

52. Unkept Promises

* Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

* Fandom: Daiya no A | Ace of Diamond

* Couple(s): Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun, Okumura Koushuu/Sawamura Eijun

* Summary: Sawamura didn't know how to act when his coach apologized after throwing him to the deep end. After the yips and being put on the back burner, he felt lost. But how will things change when a first-year shows interest in replacing Miyuki?

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/32854087

53. New Horizons

* Rating: Mature

* Fandom: Daiya no A | Ace of Diamond

* Couple(s): Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun, Aotsuki Wakana/Kuramochi Youichi

* Summary: Eijun never cared for dancing until he saw Kazuya Miyuki perform a solo that changed his perspective.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/5878984

54. Andromeda

* Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

* Fandom: Daiya no A | Ace of Diamond

* Couple(s): Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun

* Summary: As a Jedi Knight, Miyuki had two rules: never take on a charge and stay away from people who could read minds. But when Sawamura becomes his student, things get complicated.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/5380127

55. Doctrine

* Rating: Mature

* Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends, League of Legends

* Couple(s): Jayce/Viktor

* Summary: Jayce won't meet Viktor's eyes as they confront the consequences of their actions.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/35262118

56. Working Things Out

* Rating: Explicit

* Fandom: Gravity Falls

* Couple(s): Bill Cipher/Ford Pines

* Summary: Two years after the weirdmageddon, Bill faces the aftermath of his actions and tries to better himself by facing the Pines family.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/57983824

57. One Thing Led To Another

* Rating: General Audiences

* Fandom: Gravity Falls

* Couple(s): Bill Cipher/Ford Pines

* Summary: Ford is shocked when he discovers he is married to Bill Cipher after a blackout drunk episode.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/58284883

58. There's an Endless Road

* Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

* Fandom: Gravity Falls

* Couple(s): Bill Cipher/Stan Pines

* Summary: Stanford learns that a road trip with his estranged twin brother and Bill Cipher is far more complicated than he imagined.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/5257442

59. Blood Chains

* Rating: Mature

* Fandom: Gravity Falls

* Couple(s): Bill Cipher/The Author | Original Stanford Pines

* Summary: After Bill Cipher is brought back to life and imprisoned, Ford swears to never let his guard down. But the consequences of his actions begin to unfold.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/7380811

60. Animals Wearing Clothes

* Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

* Fandom: Gravity Falls

* Couple(s): Bill Cipher/Ford Pines

* Summary: Bill Cipher is trapped in a human body with no powers. He has to survive living in a shack with therapy sessions he doesn't want to face.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/58120528

61. Monkey Wrench

* Rating: Mature

* Fandom: Gravity Falls

* Couple(s): Bill Cipher/Ford Pines

* Summary: Bill Cipher begs the Axolotl for a second chance on the verge of death. The Axolotl agrees, and Bill must pass a trial, but waking up in 1979, he's not the all-powerful dream demon he once was.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/57990373

62. Statement Abnegation

* Rating: Explicit

* Fandom: Gravity Falls

* Couple(s): Bill Cipher/Ford Pines

* Summary: Stanford Pines and Bill Cipher are tangled in a bond that can't be unraveled. To break it would mean losing a part of both of them. This psychological horror novel explores their twisted relationship.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/57688201

63. To Win the Heart You Once Shattered

* Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

* Fandom: Gravity Falls

* Couple(s): Bill Cipher/Ford Pines

* Summary: After Ford returns from the portal, he takes Dipper and Mabel on a hike. But things take a strange turn when Bill Cipher reappears in their lives in an unexpected and emotional way.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/57796114

64. There Was No Weirdmageddon

* Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

* Fandom: Gravity Falls

* Couple(s): Bill Cipher/Ford Pines, Fiddleford H. McGucket & Ford Pines, Ford Pines & Stan Pines

* Summary: Stanford Pines' decision to let Bill Cipher into his life leads to a changed timeline, one where Weirdmageddon never happens.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/58599058

65. I’m Pretty Sure Uncle Bill Isn’t Human

* Rating: General Audiences

* Fandom: Gravity Falls

* Couple(s): Bill Cipher/Ford Pines, Pacifica Northwest/Dipper Pines, Daryl Blubs/Edwin Durland

* Summary: Dipper is convinced his Uncle Bill isn’t human, and his theories about Bill's odd behaviors only grow as he spends more time observing him. Meanwhile, Ford’s oddness becomes a source of fascination for Dipper as well.

* Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/59089510

[milkymora]

left ✧ tsukishima kei x fem!reader ✧ pt 6

taglist: @tsukkisbbygirl , @notverymarley , @haechansbbg , @happiness2014

summary: christmas break is around the corner, and your last week of school starts rather funnily.

tw: mention of injuries.

the next day, you awoke unusually early. stretching your limbs and rubbing the sleep from your eyelids, you reached for the phone laying on the wooden drawer next your bed, turning it on an being blinded for a moment by its brightness. you forgot to lower it when you went back to sleep, yesterday night. the screen readed 6:07 AM.

sundays were always boring. you rarely had things to do, and it was the day of the week you’d most likely spend studying, or re reading old classes notes, and doing homeworks. that day, though, you already managed to get a jump on all your paperworks and projects. you had nothing to do.

when you were about to sigh and get back to sleep, you remembered the texts you and tsukishima shared the previous evening. a knot of worry formed into your throat, recalling the anguish feeling reading those awful new got you. without thinking twice, you tapped on the messanger icon and entered your chat with kei.

y/n: hey, sorry to bother, i know it’s early. i just wanted to ask you if you’ve received any new last night? it was still pretty early when we texted, maybe things have taken a turn? hopefully a good one... also, how is yamaguchi feeling?

it’s true that you and tadashi were never really close, however that didn’t stop you from concerning about him. from the few informations you had about his persona, he’s always been a good guy. besides, what happened to him was terrible, to say the mere least. you wanted to help somehow.

to your surprise, your phone buzzed on your hand, right after you closed the app. you look at the message that popped up before your eyes.

tsukki: unfortunately, no. i asked him but the answer was negative. i’m actually texting with him right now.

you felt your heart tightening in your rib cage. he must’ve stayed awake all night. you could almost imagine tadashi’s typical smiley face ruined by two heavy bags under his eyes. it made you ache.

y/n: is he gonna head at the hospital?

tsukki: probably. today visits are prolonged, he’s telling he is gonna stay for most of the day. i’m gonna go with him and will let you know, okay?

y/n: okay... thank you.

tsukki: don’t look so sad, i’m sure everything will be alright. now go back to sleep, it’s way too early to be worrying about other people businesses, mh?

y/n: i guess... good night.

tsukki: sleep well, pipsqueak. see you tomorrow.

the stupidest grin painted your lips for about 10 minutes after reading his last text. you turned off your phone, laid it back on the drawer and stared at your ceiling for what seemed to be an eternity before your eyes began closing on their own, drifting you back to morpheus’ realm.

your sunday turned out to be as dull as you predicted. aside waiting for news on the tadashi’s situation, which didn’t arrive, you spent your day doing nothing and huffing the boredom out of your mouth.

monday begun, signing the last week of school before the christmas break you’ve been loudly yearning from the beginning of december. you were currently at the middle morning class of the day, scribbling doodles with your pencil on one of your notebooks, hardly paying attention to whatever the teacher was explaining.

your exams were over, school wasn’t preying on your head anymore, which you were so relieved about, still nothing new on the situation though.

you were biting your fingers not to text tsukki, you didn’t want to pressure him and you trusted his words, he had no reason not to update you on the whole thing, however you just couldn’t relax.

kei went with tadashi at the hospital yesterday. he must’ve got something to say.

the application showed his last time being online was “sunday, 6:32 AM” which was the hour you guys had your morning conversation. he hadn’t been online since. and tadashi being absent only made it worse.

the wait was killing you. if he didn’t even enter the app, maybe it was because something horrible happened. the unthinkable.

you bit your nails, played on your cuticles, tapped your fingers on the desk anxiously. the worst scenarios created in your head, to which tadashi’s father situation was irrecoverable. what if he...

you sighed, something you were beginning to do very often. it was useless to brood. you would’ve seen tsukishima during your last lesson of the day, you just had to wait until then to talk to him.

hours seemed days. you spent your lunch break alone in your class, staring at the students outside of the school with a blank stare and kept that face until the penultimate period. as the bell rang, you picked your stuff from the desk, hastily throwing them inside your bag and flied out of your classroom. you made the stairs almost running in order to arrive first.

as you arrived in front of the door, you quickly opened it, just to bump against the person who was behind it so hard you tripped backwards and fell right on your ass. with a pained grimace, and a whispered “fuck”, you heard the person in front of you speak.

first a low laugh. “i have a deja vu...” said tsukishima, reaching his hand out to you with an amused smile. “you really need to start watching where you go.” he added, this time a tint of seriousness.

you reached for his hand, letting yourself be pulled up from the floor. “i was looking for you.” you confessed, before looking both sides of the corridor. no student was around yet.

without giving tsukishima the time to say a word, you walked past him and dragged him inside the classroom, closing the door behind you. when you met his eyes, he was already looking at you with an inquisitive stare.

“don’t look at me like that, you know the reason.” you argued, sitting at the top of the desk. he stayed quiet for awhile, before beginning.

“his condition is bad.” he sighed, sitting down on his chair, looking away from you to immerge in his memory. “i didn’t enter the room, only yamaguchi did. the doctors told him he’s gonna make it, but he will need a lot of time to fully recover.” scratching the back of his neck, he swallowed. “i’ve never seen yamaguchi like that. it troubled me.”

you listened without even blinking, letting him continue his monologue in a sacred silence.

“i really don’t wanna go further. sorry for not telling you yesterday, but i honestly wasn’t feeling it, after all i’ve heard and seen. yamaguchi still doesn’t know i told you. i think i should stop sharing private informations... it’s not my place to tell anyone about it.” he stated, returning his focus on your face and fixing his glasses with his index knuckle.

“i’m trusting you with this, y/n. keep silent.”

you remained quiet, nodding slowly. and when you were about to speak again, after seconds of silence, the bell rang.

it didn’t take long before the classroom filled up with students and the teacher arrived. you got up from the desk and walked towards your seat, with tsukishima following right behind. you forgot your seats were next to each other.

as the lesson began, you tried to concentrate on the words the teacher was writing on the blackboard and the content of the lesson itself, however it didn’t take much before you started spacing out.

you pondered on tsukki’s previous words.

at least he was out of danger. he was going to make it. it was all you needed to know to calm down.

you had your chin resting on the palm of your hand, looking absentmindedly at your pencil case when a small crumpled piece of paper flied on your desk, right below your gaze.

you snapped your head towards the direction it came from, meeting tsukishima’s stare, who was laying his head on his crossed arms, motioning with his chin the item he just launched.

raising your eyebrow at him, you proceeded to quietly unfold it, reading its content.

“stop overthinking it” it reads.

your lips curve slightly upwards, before glancing over at the teacher. ascertaining she hadn’t notice anything, you slip your fingers inside your pencil case and take a pen out of it, beginning to write down. “what makes you think i am?”

crumpling it, you shift your eyes on tsukki, then at the teacher again. after seeing her turning around to write on the blackboard, you gingerly threw the little paper back on his desk.

you stare at him do your same previous gestures, keeping your eyes fixed on him as he writes down on the paper once more. as before, he throws it back at you.

hastily, you unfold it, noticing the paper starting to get thinner as it’s about to rip. “i know you.”

biting the pen cap, you stare at it for awhile. “are you sure?” you crumple it, sending it on tsukki’s desk.

“l/n!” the teacher’s voice shouted at the opposite side of the room. “don’t throw objects around the classroom. same for you, tsukishima.” she blasted, tapping her nails on the teaching post.

“i better not catch you doing that again. clear?”

you nod on your seat, looking straight at her frame. you knew how strict that old woman was, best not to piss her off if you didn’t want to get yelled at. especially considering she seemed rather... pissed, today in particular.

you gave tsukishima a quick glance, viewing his deadpan face, uncaringly stare back at the old woman. contrary to you, he didn’t seem to be bothered by her outburst.

though not even after 5 minutes, as you were starting to mind your business and forget about the whole thing, the piece of paper flied back on your desk. surprised, you lift your head up, looking subtly at him with the corner of your eye, just to see him taking notes on his notebook. or, at least, pretending to.

almost hiding yourself, you unfold it as silently as possible, curious.

“i am. i know you way more than you believe, y/n.”

you were about to write a reply on the back of the ruined sheet, when you notice something written at the corner of it, very small. “don’t think i forgot about that conversation.”

you feel a sudden, familiar, warmth on your cheeks, coloring the tip of your ears reddish.

swallowing hard, you grab the pen you left laying on the desk, when you see a hand posing on your desk. “mind reading what is written on that sheet to everyone in front of the class?” the teacher’s authoritive request felt like a slap on the face.

horrified, you notice everyone turned their heads on you.

“i’m...” cold sweat drop forms on your temples, “i’m so sorry.” you breathe, feeling the air being the taken away from your lungs, mortified.

“that’s enough for today. you don’t want to listen to this lesson? be my guest. out of the classroom.” her strict eyes darted on tsukishima, “the both of you.” she snarled, before snatching the paper out of your hands, “and this goes to the trash.”

you wanted to rebut, however there was nothing to be said or done. you watched as she approached the trash bin next the entrance of the classroom, ripping the papersheet several times.

“i said to get out.” she repeated.

tsukishima raised up from his seat, you following him right after. the both of you crossed the room in an awkward, ashamed silence, averting your eyes from every other student on the way.

when you took your last step out of the classroom, you heard the door being closed behind your back.

you and kei stare at each other for a short moment, before bursting out laughing, there, in front of the class you’ve just been kicked out of.

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