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blow ur candles

atsumu, iwaizumi x reader (separately)

atsumu is the best at planning. unlike popular belief, i think he enjoys planning special moments for his loved ones, he really does, because luck is always on his side. like, yes, he’s been planning a surprise dinner for you a whole month ahead, he’s been spending his free time at his brother’s shop learning how to cook your favorite dish, he ordered your gift two weeks before, and even made sure to inquire about your size to purchase a gorgeous fit for you to wear that night; but let’s not mention that you’ve already seen him at onigiri miya twice this month from the counter, or that you’ve found his hiding place for your gift since day 1, or that you purposefully left the tags on the items you recently bought at the mall before telling him to take them to laundry. it’s better to overlook those silly details in favor of your boyfriend’s nervous smile when he asks you to put on what he left on the closet for your dinner later, and the proud look in his eyes when you tell him how delicious the food is.

iwa never runs out of gift ideas. i mean, it’s been years of oikawa’s fans coming up with ideas and new little trinkets to gift him, and iwa has seen from the classic teddy bears and flowers, to handmade letters, luxurious jewelry, and even weird voodoo-like dolls, so he’s the best at thinking of a new gift for each special occasion. that’s why every year you end up looking forward for what new thing he’s gotten you, because not only he has infinite ideas, he’s also really careful, choosing items of your favorite colors or that go with your aesthetic, checking all materials are top quality, and going as far as writing the same gift card seven times so the calligraphy is perfect.

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secret valentine !

he’s oh so sweet with his words, he writes each word like it’s full of love, his love, and he gets a box of your favorite chocolate (or candies), tying them both together with red ribbon, he even makes it to school like a half-hour early to not get caught, leaving the confession in your locker as he smiles to himself, he spends the rest of the morning acting all chill, but attentive to your voice, just wanting to hear how you react to his valentine’s gift. at the end of the day, he’s nervously tapping on his foot underneath the school gates, and when he sees you come, he nervously smiles at you, hopefully you ain’t thinking of turning him down

kōshi sugawara, shinsuke kita, oikawa toru, tadashi yamaguchi, eita semi, osamu miya, keiji akaashi, aran ojiro

his friends are EXHAUSTED by his constant “of course i’ll confess, i just need to find the perfect moment” so when he says he doesn’t want to do it on valentines since “it’s so cliché” excusing his cowardice, they take matters into their own hands, and that’s why you find a bottle of your favorite juice on your bench as you arrive to your classroom, then a silly supermarket card along the lines of “i chews you” with a dog chewing a red heart, and finally a single red rose that’s got a tag with his name as the sender, god knows he was shocked when you approached him with everything in your hands

atsumu miya, lev haiba, daichi sawamura, hanamaki takahiro, tetsuro kuroo, hajime iwaizumi

he fucked up. because how could he be so stupid to not write his name on the letter? not even give you a place to properly confess? just a totally anonymous letter that anyone could’ve wrote, and of course some jackass had to take the credit, he watches as this guy goes over to you saying “oh i see you liked my letter” making you blush, but he doesn’t catch the way your eyes drift to him. he spends the rest of the day avoiding you completely, too embarrassed and scared to confront you about it, that’s until he sees the same guy flirting with some other girl, and goes running to find you, finally confessing that the letter was from him, to which you just smile softly “yeah, i figured” of course you knew his handwriting that well

kotaro bokuto, tsutomu goshiki, morisuke yaku, akinori konoha, yu nishinoya, tobio kageyama, azumane asahi

now he definitely wasn’t planning on confessing at all, wasn’t even that aware of his feelings until he gets a confession from another girl, he tells her he’s sorry, but he can’t return her feelings, she asks why with tears starting to form in her eyes, and it just comes out naturally off his lips “i already like someone else” his friends turn to him with inquisitive looks, and when the girl goes away they tease him about “giving such a poor excuse” he realizes it wasn’t an excuse, and just stands up, going directly to were you are, because he has to know right now if you could ever return his feelings

shoyo hinata, rintaro suna, kei tsukishima, kenma kozume, kiyoomi sakusa, issei matsukawa

n/a: i’m back!!! sorry for ghosting yall, anyways i love february and valentines soo, here’s some secret confession general headcanons, hope u like it!!!

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if i dare to say !

akaashi keiji x reader.

a/n: sooo my laptop got broke, and i had a hard time getting it repaired, which is why this one's coming like a week later than it was suppossed to, but here it is! make sure to take care of yourselfs and get enough sleep :)

you can still remember the way he looked at you that day, eyes cold and distant, like a stranger wearing the face of someone you used to know. the words he said, the way he broke you apart, still echoes in your mind like a song stuck on repeat.

“it’s not working,” he had said, his voice devoid of the warmth that once embraced you. “we need to end this.”

you had asked him why, your voice trembling, but he only shook his head, refusing to give out any real answer. “it’s just better this way,” he had said. And then he walked away, leaving you standing there, with your soul shattered into a million pieces.

for weeks, you tried to understand what went wrong, replaying every moment in your head, searching for signs that you might have missed, but all you could find was more pain, more confusion, until you couldn’t take it anymore. you had to let go, even if you didn’t have all the answers.

months passed, and the wounds he left behind began to heal, slowly and painfully. you forced yourself to move on, to build a life that didn’t revolve around him. you surrounded yourself with friends, threw yourself into your work, and even began to rediscover the things that used to make you happy before he came into your life. it wasn’t easy, and there were days when the ache in your chest felt like it would never go away, but you kept pushing forward, determined to find yourself again, to be whole without him, even if it meant staying away from the things you shared.

and just when you thought you were finally getting there, he came back.

you were sitting at a café with a friend, yukie, laughing over some silly story she was telling you, when you saw him. he walked in as if he belonged there, as if he hadn’t ripped your heart out and left you to pick up the pieces alone. 

you froze, laughter dying in my throat. yukie noticed the change of demeanor and followed your gaze. “oh no,” she muttered.

 “what’s he doing here?” you ask in a hoarse voice.

“i don’t know”

he hadn’t seen you yet, and you had half a mind to slip out before he did, but it was too late. your eyes met across the room, and his face lit up with a smile that made your stomach churn.

he walked over, and you couldn’t help but notice that he looked just the same. same tousled hair, same easy smile, as if no time had passed, as if nothing had changed, but everything had changed. at least for you.

“hey,” he said, his voice annoyingly casual. “it’s been a while.”

“yeah,” you replied, your tone clipped. you wanted to say something more, something sharp and biting, but couldn’t find the words.

yukie glanced between you, clearly uncomfortable. “i’ll, uh, leave you two to talk,” she said, grabbing her purse and giving you a look that said, call me if you need an escape. you nodded, appreciating her unspoken offer, but stayed put. even if it hurt, you needed to hear what he had to say.

“so,” he began, once yukie was gone, “how have you been?”

you stared at him, incredulous. “how do you think i’ve been?” you asked, unable to keep the bitterness out of your voice.

he winced, as if the words had physically hurt him. “i know, i know. i messed up, okay? but I’ve been thinking about things, and i realized that i want us to be friends again.”

friends. the word hung in the air between you, heavy and unwelcome. you almost laughed at the absurdity of it. “you can’t be serious,” you spat, crossing your arms over your chest.

“i am,” he insisted, leaning forward as if that would make his words more convincing. “i miss you. i miss us.”

“us?” you echoed, shaking your head. “there is no ‘us’ anymore, remember? you made sure of that.”

he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “i know i screwed up, and i’m sorry for that, but I was going through a lot, and i didn’t know how to deal with it. breaking up was a mistake, i see that now.”

a mistake. that’s what he called it? a simple mistake, like forgetting to return a phone call or misplacing your keys. not the complete and utter devastation of someone’s trust and heart.

“well, it’s a little late for that, don’t you think?” you said, voice shaking. “you didn’t just hurt me, you broke me, and now you think we can just go back to being friends, like nothing happened?”

“i’m not saying we can go back to how things were,” he said quickly. “i just… i miss having you in my life. can’t we at least try?”

you looked at him, really looked at him, and for the first time, didn’t feel that old, familiar pull. the one that used to make you forgive him for everything, that made you overlook the things that hurt. instead, all you could feel was exhaustion, you were tired of fighting for something that was already dead.

“i don’t think we can,” you said quietly, finally admitting the truth to both of you. “too much has happened, and i’ve changed. i’m not the same person you left behind, and i don’t think you are either.”

he looked at you, his expression a mix of regret and something else you couldn’t quite place. “i understand,” he said after a long pause. “i guess i just hoped…”

“yeah,” you cut in, not wanting to hear whatever hope he had been holding on to. “well, we can’t always get what we want.”

he nodded, standing up slowly. “i’m really sorry,” he said, and for the first time, it was like he actually meant it. “for everything.”

you didn’t answer, instead looking away. what was there left to say? he lingered for a moment, as if waiting for you to change your mind, but when you didn’t, he finally walked away.

after he left, you sat there for a long time, staring at the empty seat across from you. and you should have felt relieved, maybe even proud of yourself for standing your ground, but all you could feel was a deep, aching sadness.

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soo, akaashi x reader angst, coming up thus wednesday (probably)

hiii! as i said being on classes had been giving me lots of productivity and inspiration so i’d like to know what you’d like to see next.

right now i’m working on editing a part 2 for this short drabble, but i want to know what could i work on next:

anyways, please take care of yourself’s and make sure to drink enough water!

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hi! since you're accepting requests, could i please ask for kind of a part two to 'heaven help us'? i love some good pining and yearning but what i love even more is actually working them out, so maybe the moment one of them gathers up the courage to ask the other one out? doesn't matter if it's tsukishima or the reader, really :) have a great day!

hii, thank you so much for your request! i hope you like how it turned out! pt 1.

hooked !

kei tsukishima x reader

it was the kind of morning where everything felt suspended in time. the sun filtered through the classroom windows, casting a soft, golden light over the desks, making everything look more serene than it was. you sat in your usual spot, eyes focused on the book in front of you, but your mind was somewhere else entirely.

kei tsukishima. his name alone sent a flurry of emotions through you—nervousness, excitement, fear. It had been this way for months now, this unspoken thing between you. every glance, every accidental touch, every awkward conversation where neither of you said what you really meant—it all added up to this feeling that had been gnawing at you, growing stronger with each passing day.

you knew he felt the same, everyone knew, but here you were, both too stubborn, too scared to take the first step.

you glanced up from your book, pretending to scan the room, but really, you were searching for him, it wasn’t hard to find him; he was tall, his blond hair always catching the light in a way that made him stand out. he was sitting at his desk, headphones on, probably listening to some music that matched his aloof demeanor. 

you noticed how his eyes flicked up from his phone just for a moment, meeting yours before quickly looking away. your heart did that annoying fluttering thing again, and you cursed yourself for being so obvious, but what did it matter? he already knew.

the bell rang, signaling the end of the period, and the classroom erupted into a flurry of movement. you took your time packing your things, hoping to catch him before he left, but when you finally looked up, he was already halfway out the door, yamaguchi at his side.

this was getting ridiculous. you couldn’t keep doing this—watching him from a distance, pretending like you didn’t care, when every fiber of your being was screaming at you to just say something— but what if… you were wrong? what if he didn’t feel the same way? the thought made your stomach twist in knots.

later that day, you found yourself standing outside the gym, the sounds of volleyball practice echoing from within. you knew kei would be in there, practicing with the team, and you hadn’t planned on being here, but your feet had carried you all the way across campus without you realizing it.

this was it, you couldn’t keep hiding behind excuses. you had to tell him how you felt, even if it scared you, even if it meant risking everything.

taking a deep breath, you pushed open the door to the gym, the sound of sneakers squeaking on the polished floor and the rhythmic thud of the volleyball filled the space. you spotted kei immediately, his tall figure unmistakable as he moved with practiced ease on the court. 

he didn’t notice you at first, too focused on the game, but then, during a brief pause, his eyes met yours across the gym. you could see the surprise flash in his eyes, followed by something else—something softer, more vulnerable.

"y/n?" yamaguchi’s voice broke through your thoughts, and you turned to see him standing nearby, looking at you with a mix of curiosity and concern, "what are you doing here?"

you hesitated for a moment, but then the words tumbled out before you could even think of stopping them, "I need to talk to tsukishima-san"

yamaguchi blinked, clearly taken aback, but he nodded, "sure, I’ll get him." as yamaguchi called kei over, you felt your heart start to race. this was really happening, there was no turning back now.

kei walked over, a questioning look in his eyes as he approached. "what’s up?" he asked, his tone casual, but you could see the way he was studying you, trying to figure out what was going on.

"I… I need to talk to you," you said, your voice trembling slightly, "in private."

kei’s eyebrows lifted in surprise, but he nodded, "okay."

you led him outside, away from the prying eyes of his teammates, the late afternoon sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows across the school grounds. you stopped by the side of the building, turning to face him. he looked at you, his expression unreadable, and for a moment, you felt like you were going to lose your nerve, until you remembered all the times you’d caught him staring at you, all the moments you’d shared, and it gave you the courage to push forward.

"tsukishima," you began, your voice stronger now, "I… I need to tell you something, that’s been on my mind for a long time, and I just… I can’t keep it to myself anymore." he didn’t say anything, just watched you intently, waiting for you to continue.

you took a deep breath, your hands clenched into fists at your sides to keep them from shaking, "I like you, kei, I have for a while now, and I know we’ve both been dancing around it, pretending like there’s nothing there, but… I’m tired of pretending. because I want to be with you."

there. you’d said it. the words hung in the air between you, and you waited, holding your breath, for his response. for a moment, he just stared at you, his expression unreadable. the silence stretched on, and you felt a pang of fear—what if you’d been wrong? what if he didn’t feel the same way?

then, he took a step closer, his gaze softening as he looked down at you. "you’re an idiot," he said quietly, but there was no malice in his voice "why did it take you so long to say that?"

your heart skipped a beat, hope blooming in your chest, "what do you mean?"

kei sighed, running a hand through his hair, "I’ve liked you too, for a long time, but I guess we’re both too dumb for our own good."

relief flooded through you, and you couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face. "so… does that mean…?"

"it means," he interrupted, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, "that I want to be with you too, but we’re both going to have to work on not being so stubborn, okay?"

you laughed, the sound light and full of joy, "deal."

with that, kei reached out, his hand finding yours, and you felt the last of your fears melt away. this was it—the start of something new, something you’d both been too afraid to reach for until now, and now that you had, you weren’t going to let it slip away.

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hiii! as i said being on classes had been giving me lots of productivity and inspiration so i’d like to know what you’d like to see next.

right now i’m working on editing a part 2 for this short drabble, but i want to know what could i work on next:

anyways, please take care of yourself’s and make sure to drink enough water!

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surf

kenma kozume x reader. pt 1.

the little café is cozy, with warm lighting and the soft murmur of conversations filling the air. you’ve been here countless times before, but today feels different. there’s a nervous flutter in your stomach that you haven’t felt in years, and it’s all because of him.

the bell above the door chimes, and you look up to see kenma walk in. he’s taller than you remember, his hair a little longer now tied in a manbun, and there’s a quiet confidence in the way he moves. he spots you almost immediately, his gaze softening as he makes his way to your table.

“hey,” he says, his voice still that gentle, familiar tone you’ve always known.

“hey, ken-kun,” you reply, smiling despite the nerves that make your stomach flutter. “it’s been a while.”

“yeah, it has,” he agrees, taking the seat across from you. for a moment, there’s an awkward silence, both of you unsure how to start this conversation. after all, you’re not just catching up; there’s an unspoken weight between you, a history that’s finally come to the surface.

“so,” you begin, deciding to just dive in, “about that video…” you fiddled with your water glass, avoiding eye contact. "that was… unexpected."

he laughs softly, his cheeks tinged with a faint blush. “I didn’t mean to put you on the spot like that," he said quickly. "it just slipped out."

“I noticed,” you say, unable to suppress a grin. “but I guess it worked out in your favor. you’ve got the whole internet rooting for you now.”

kenma shrugs, but there’s a playful glint in his eyes. “I wasn’t really thinking about them when I said it.”

you blush, looking down at the menu to avoid his gaze. “you’ve certainly grown up, haven’t you?”

“I’d like to think so,” he says, his tone more serious now. “but that doesn’t change how I’ve felt about you all these years.”

you finally look up, meeting his eyes. there’s something different about him now—he’s more direct, more confident than the boy who used to blush and stammer around you, but the way he looks at you, with that mix of admiration and affection, is exactly the same.

“kenma,” you start, choosing your words carefully, “I’ll be honest, when you first confessed, I didn’t take it seriously. I thought it was just a crush, something you’d outgrow.”

he nods, as if he expected this. “I know, and I don’t blame you for that. I was just a kid, after all.”

“But now…” you trail off, unsure how to express the whirlwind of emotions you’ve been feeling since you saw the video. the truth is, you’ve always cared about kenma, maybe not in the same way, not at first, but seeing him now, all grown up and still holding onto those feelings… it’s making you reconsider everything.

“now?” he prompts gently, leaning forward just a little, his eyes never leaving yours.

“now, I’m not so sure,” you admit, your voice soft. “I mean, you’ve really surprised me, kenma, you’re not the same boy I used to know.”

“I’m not,” he agrees, his voice steady. “but I still feel the same way about you, if not more… and I’d like to show you that—if you’ll let me.”

his words hang in the air between you, and you realize this is it, this is the moment where you decide if you’re going to take a chance on something that could be incredible or let fear and doubt hold you back. you take a deep breath, meeting his gaze head-on. “okay,” you say, your voice firm despite the butterflies in your stomach. “let’s see where this goes.”

the next few weeks are a whirlwind of emotions, you and kenma start spending more time together—lunches that turn into long conversations, drives around the city that feel too short, and quiet evenings where you lose track of time just talking over the phone. it’s all so natural, so easy, like you’re rediscovering an old friend while getting to know someone entirely new.

one evening, you’re sitting on your couch, a movie playing in the background as kenma sits beside you, close but not touching. the air between you is charged with an unspoken tension, a question that’s been lingering since that first lunch.

“you know,” he says suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence, “I used to dream about moments like this.”

“really?” you ask, turning to look at him, surprised by the vulnerability in his voice.

“yeah,” he admits, rubbing the back of his neck in that endearing, slightly awkward way he still hasn’t outgrown. “but now that it’s real, I’m… kind of nervous.”

you smile, reaching out to place a hand on his. “me too,” you confess, “but I think that’s okay. we’re figuring this out together, right?”

he looks down at your hand on his, then back up at you, his eyes warm and full of something that makes your heart skip a beat. “together,” he agrees, his voice barely above a whisper.

there’s a pause, and then, as if by some unspoken agreement, you both lean in. The kiss is soft, tentative, a first step into something new, and when you pull back, you’re both smiling, the nervousness replaced by a quiet joy.

“wow,” you breathe, unable to help the grin spreading across your face.

kenma chuckles, his own smile a little shy. “yeah. wow.”

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heaven help us !

kei tsukishima x reader

it’s not unusual to catch kei looking at you, his gaze lingering just a second too long before he turns away, pretending to be absorbed in his phone. it’s almost funny, how you both play this game—this ridiculous, never-ending dance of almosts. almost touching, almost speaking, almost… something more.

the next time you see kei that day, he’s sitting with yamaguchi, hinata and kageyama, laughing at a joke you can’t hear, probably something he’s making fun of the orange-haired boy, by his expression, but you notice how his laughter fades when he glances your way, and your heart does that stupid fluttering thing it always does when you think about him, and you hate how obvious it must be to everyone around.

everyone knows he feels the same. you can see it in the way his eyes soften when they meet yours, in the way he lingers just a little longer when you pass each other in the hallway. but you’re both too stubborn—or maybe too scared—to do anything about it.

you imagine what it would be like to just walk over, to say something simple like, "hey, do you want to grab coffee?" it’s not that hard, really, until you think about what could go wrong. what if he laughs it off, or worse, what if he says yes, and then everything changes? the thought terrifies you more than the silence ever could.

so instead, you’ll let the moment slip away again, retreating into the comfort of distance and daydreams. he’s close enough to touch, but miles away in every other sense that matters, and you’re both content to leave it that way, at least for now.

maybe tomorrow, one of you will be brave enough to shatter the fragile balance that’s been built, or maybe you’ll keep pretending, too proud or too scared to admit what everyone else has already figured out.

i just started school again, so i’m really excited, i think i’m way more productive with everything when i’m on school periods. anyways wrote this short thing and wanted to see how it did. hope you enjoyed it and i’m sorry for any errors!

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CLICHÉ

he’s always been there, and of course his friends tell him he needs to move on, but he can’t. even if you start to rant about how everyone of your girlfriends got a lover and how you hate being the only single one, how there’s no luck for you in love, he still hopes that one day you’ll realize he’s been there all along, and how deep his love for you is.

kōshi sugawara, tsutomu goshiki, shinsuke kita, tadashi yamaguchi, akinori konoha, yū nishinoya, keiji akaashi.

you just can’t help how much you despise each other, that’s what he tells his friends; you’re just so annoying(ly pretty), and always are pestering him about some nonsense (except he’s the one that always finds a way to be wherever you are), and you hate how pedantic he is, obviously you aren’t in denial about your feelings for each other!

tōru oikawa, rintarō suna, morisuke yaku, eita semi, osamu miya, tobio kageyama, issei matsukawa.

he didn’t really noticed you before, you’re two worlds apart, have nothing in common, except for your classes, and now you’re paired up for some important project, so he starts to notice how cute you look when you’re concentrating, and the little smile you start to give him every time your gaze finds his (which he finds himself hoping for every time you pass by), so when the project is finally over, he has to ask you out.

shōyō hinata, lev haiba, daichi sawamura, kenma kozume, kiyoomi sakusa, tetsurō kuroo.

he’s such an idiot, he had the chance to ask you out many times, but of course his best friend had to do it before he could; it was the first time he presented you to each other, and just some weeks later you were already walking hand by hand. the image of you wearing his best friends jersey at one of their matches is ingrained in his head, because he knows for sure it could’ve been his mouth the one you kissed after the victory.

atsumu miya, kōtarō bokuto, kei tsukishima, takahiro hanamaki, hajime iwaizumi.

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it is canon that kuroo has an older sister, so let m’ just introduce…

look at me !

timeskip! kenma kozume x kuroo’soldersister!reader

you and tetsurō were just two years apart from each other, and were always really close, thus you’ve known kenma since he was a little boy, and he’s had a crush on you ever since. in the beginning it was kinda obvious, since kenma was more clumsy and tended to blush around you, so both tetsurō and you knew, but you thought of it as puppy love, he was just going to grow out of it.

later on their high school days, when you thought kenma was over his silly crush, he proved you wrong.

you were in the living room, painting your nails and watching a repetition of your favorite movie, when someone came downstairs, “‘m going to the mini market, want something?” your brother’s voice was raised as he took his keys.

“mm sure” you answered absentmindedly before looking up at him, “bring me a lychee soda and some chips please! i’ll pay you later”

as the door was locked you continued to paint your nails when someone else began to come downstairs, you looked up to see kenma, with his pants tucked into his socks and his hands in his pockets, he was standing on your direction looking at his feet.

“everything alright, ken-kun?” you asked, with a soft voice that made him shiver, getting back some sort of muffled response, “i’m sorry, i didn’t hear you, do you need anything?”

“I really like you kuroo-sama” he said then, in a voice still really low, but now recognizable, as he looked up at you, his cheeks a deep red. he wasn’t over it.

you opened your mouth, feeling unsure on how to respond, then looked back down as you thought of what to say, when his voice interrupted once more.

“look at me!” he said, now in a louder voice, thinking you hadn’t heard him, “I said I like you y/n-san!”

this time your face was slightly red too, and you finally couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh, “i know, kenma-kun, since you were 8” his face turned redder, “but you're too young for me, maybe when you grow up”

you finally wink at him, making him blush even more, and before he can come out of his shock, tetsurō is back.

from then many years passed, in which you still saw him every once in a while, his college years along tetsurō meant you inviting them both over for dinner every other night, and he came most times, then he became famous and you barely saw him. later on, he went viral for a reason, a confession on stream, that’s what every single thread in twitter was named.

the video begun with him laughing, then reading another question from the chat, chosen randomly —or not?

we already know you don’t have a lover, but have you ever had one? he reads it and chuckles to then let out a sigh, “well, not really” he says, and contrary to what everyone expected keeps on talking, “but, there’s this person i had a crush- have had a crush,” he corrects himself as he plays with his hands, “since, like, forever? they’re really amazing, intelligent, kind” the chat is going crazy over the small smile on his lips and slight blush that creeps up his cheeks, “super hot, black hair, they’re kinda bossy too, and of course if they see this they know I’m talking about them” he know looks directly to the camera, “you thought it was puppy love, but i’m really still down bad for you, and i’m older” he chuckled as he said that, “so, if you see this, give me a call”

tetsurō laughed as he saw your blushed face, you were on a restaurant when he mentioned he had something to show you, “so? are you going to call him?” he said, in between laughter.

“w-wh.. how did- i don’t even have his number” you say in a breathless voice, making him laugh harder, and some people around look at you, “god! why would he do something like that? he’s really grown up”

as you ramble to yourself, tetsurō takes your phone and starts typing something, then gives it back to you with a snarky smile. it’s —you suppose— kenma’s number.

it’s not until later, when you go back to your place, that you finally decide to call.

one tone.

two tones.

three- “yes?”

you hear his voice, notice he might be doing something else as he answers.

“hey, ken-kun, it’s me y/n” you say, with a nervous smile that he can hear from the other side, making him smirk, “i’m calling for- well, that video is all over the internet.. what i meant to say, is if you’d like to have lunch, tomorrow?”

“sure, tomorrow’s perfect, i’ll pick you up y/n-san” and of course, the chat goes crazy at the honorifics, next day, every thread on twitter is called, kenma x cougar?, and, you’re not that old but, who cares?

i thought this was a really fun take in relationship with (timeskip) kenma. thank you so so much for reading, i really hope you liked it, once again english is not my first language so I’m really sorry for any mistakes. 

pt 2.

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partners in crime

suna x fem!reader. really just me writing about this song fluff to angst. english is not my first language.

cw; consumption of weed, suggestive¿

aichi prefecture was really cold during winter, but for two kids born there, the snow meant pure fun —and a great hiding place.

— rin! —you called his name trying to not be loud—. they’re gone, where are you?

as you looked for him, someone hugged you tightly from your back—, that was great! —as he said the words you both fell into the snow together, laughing.

you and him, rintaro and [name]. since your first met you were involved in all kinds of mischief together, and soon everyone learned you were inseparable and there for one another. like partners in crime.

later on, as you grew up, this innocent antics became others, a little more dangerous ones, stealing your fathers car —and then accidentally crashing it—, selling some of your clothes and jewelry to buy a motorcycle —never letting him drive it, bcs cmon, he crashed his fathers car—, and when you both made it to inarizaki skipping classes together, just teenage trouble, until…

— come onn! [name], try it out with me —his pleading yellowish eyes looking directly at you—. i swear it’ll be alright!

— i don’t know… one thing is getting wasted and throwing up in the garden but another really different is trying weed —you repeated yourself, avoiding his gaze—. where would we even be able to try it?

— my father’s got an apartment in aichi, we can go there, and even stay the night if necessary —it’s like he had it all perfectly planned in case he had to convince you—, and they won’t find out, i swear!

— you can’t be sure, and if they find out they would be really mad at us—your tone full of worry—, it’s already been too much fights.

— please —he begged, making you look at him by holding bothering your cheeks softly, and you agreed.

it was bad luck, or really just the difference in you metabolisms, but it hit you way harder, anyways he was there and taking care of you so you didn’t feel bad.

— damn! i swear if i stand up the lights change —you said, giggling as you sat once again, he just smiled at you.

— you look pretty —it came out his mouth like a secret, something he truly believed. everyone knew it, how down bad you were for each other, ever since you were kids, but neither of you could believe it was reciprocated.

— it’s not funny, rintaro —cheeks now a brighter red, and the little smiles just grew bigger both sides.

it wasn’t a joke.

you were both high —one again—, but that didn’t mean you were careless, you knew what you where doing, it had been like a silent promise between you both.

both bodies hot, and touches being exchanged, almost like lovers.

— i’m yours —he whispered into your ear, and kissed your face as you both slowly fell asleep .

later that night, he still couldn’t sleep, so he observed your relaxed face, and caressed your back softly. it felt great to be there.

— one day, i will tell you i love you without being high, we’ll be together and i will do anything so we are happy —he whispered into your ear— it will be worth the wait and you will be happy, i promise.

the next day, you remembered his words, but maybe it was just you being really high and dreaming stupid things after the moment.

— one last time? —you irked a brow, looking directly into his eyes.

— to the end of our high school years.

it wasn’t like you did it that much, really it was just for fun, somehow just to let both your inhibitions out and act on your feelings, even if the morning after you would both act like it didn’t happen. this time it was different.

his head rested in your lap as you passed your fingers through his dark locks, the whole place smelled so much, and the music sounding had you both with closed eyes, until the door was opened. your and his parents were there, they had discovered all this little shenanigans and were here for you.

your father had always cared too much about appearances, about doing the right or wrong things, about you being the perfect daughter.

— what were you thinking about? —your father was losing his patience now—. do you not see what you did?

— i don’t know! —you raised your voice—. ok? maybe i am reckless and stupid, but isn’t that how all teenagers are?

— you are not like any other teenager, —the tension in the room could be felt—. you’re my daughter! and you’ll behave like you’re supposed to, even if that means you’ll have to go.

and he did. he sent you away, into a boarding school. didn’t even had time to say goodbye, no communication, and later on never came back home.

he still thought of you, a lot actually, even after all this time he hadn’t have something with another person. it had been years, but know you were finally back home, so he looked for you, and he found you, maybe wished he didn’t.

you walked alongside a guy, he was taking your hand, and he could even see the bright rings on your fingers, lastly, you had your other hand on your belly, it wasn’t big, but as soon as he saw you he knew. he went to his parents house, stayed a couple of days, and left aichi without seeing you.

you were happy, and that was what he always wanted, so it was alright. the truth is he was always yours, but you were never something of his.

© written by @solareclipse. do not copy, translate, repost to other sites nor claim as yours.

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college bokuto

quick ramble, no proofread, english is not my first language.

no cause imagine meeting bokuto in college. it’s canon that he went to college and even furudate doesn’t know why, so i think it would be a really fun take on a relationship with bokuto.

like, let’s say there’s this apartment building for students, it isn’t actually part of the university but it’s full of students, and you randomly get the apartment right in front of his. he’s a second year living with some friends of his (probably kuroo and akaashi) and you’re about to start your first year and also share your apartment with a friend and a roommate who you just met, and at first you don’t pay much attention to your neighbors, because you’re trying to focus a lot on school, not start with the wrong foot, until you’re coming back from a long day in the library, working for some important project, and coincidentally bokuto’s coming back from practice by himself. and you take the elevator at the same time, and he’s seen you before, he knows you live in the same building, thinks you’re cute, so he smiles at you, which makes you smile back with a slight blush decorating your cheeks.

when you both get to the same floor he lets out a short chuckle before letting you go first, and then you both notice how you’re reaching the same spot it’s your turn to laugh, and it makes him smile, then you both go into your own apartments, and it’s over, right? except the next day you find yourself going out at approximately the same time to buy some things (a bag of chips and a soda that you don’t really need) at the grocery store and coming back to see him once again near the elevator, which is about to close, so you yell, which startles him, but you end up reaching the elevator.

and it’s like that for a day or two until he finally talks to you, “you’re a first year, right? cause i didn’t seen you last year, your apartment was occupied by some last years” you nod, nervously, “i’m a second year, my name is bokuto, and yours?”

then he proceeds to ask you if you’d want to hang out at his apartment, since he and his roommates are having a game night, he adds you can invite your friends, and since your friend isn’t there you invite your roommate, and you have a fun night, even get closer with your roommate and bokuto.

and i think it’s really cute because bokuto in college is an almost unexplored territory (at least for what i’ve seen), but personally it has a lot of potential! so, yeah, idk how to make smaus, but this idea makes me so excited anyway!

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kageyama, yamaguchi, bokuto x reader (separately). english is not my first language, this one had me wooing.

kageyama had this feeling that animals dislike him, so when you invite him over talking about how you’re so happy he’s finally meeting your pet dog he starts to panic. he knows how much you love your puppy and doesn’t want you to think bad because it doesn’t like him, so when they finally meet and your little pup is all over him, asking for pets and licking his hands he feels so relieved, and you too are happy to see him so happy, who’d know this would make tobio happier than yourself?

“tobioo” you whined as you watched him snuggling with your lil’ pup, “pay attention to me”

tobio looks up at you and is about to come closer to you when the dog licks his cheek and makes him look back at it, “but he really wants me close”

“and i do too!” you say with a pout, as you take a picture of them, god they look cute, “can we please already go to our date?” you ask as you look at him.

you see yamaguchi a lot in the hallways, so when yuu mentioned how he was a new member of the volleyball team you started to go to their games, even the practice ones, but you were so shy around him, in difference from your brother, you weren’t all that loud and confident, it was so difficult for you. that’s until you finally gather the courage to come up to yamaguchi and ask him to go out, and he can’t believe it, because he had seen you in the hallways too.

“yamaguchi-san” you start as you look at him, a pink dust covering your cheeks “i wanted to ask you-”

but you haven’t even finished talking when he slightly rolled his eyes, “if you want tsukki’s number, you can ask him yourself, you know?” he was tired of all the girls thinking he was an easy route to win tsukishima over, and now it’s you.

you stay silent in a shock for a while before frowning, “i’m just trying to get your number, if you don’t want to give it to me you could just say so” and now you’re both blushing messes standing before eachother.

bokuto’s really happy to finally introduce you to his sisters, he knew he had to wait to ask you to, and wasn’t really sure when was the right time, and then you were the one to ask him if he’d be ok with you coming over to his house during the weekend that you already knew his sisters were going to be there, so ma’ boy’s happy over the top and can’t stop talking to his sisters about how great you are and how they’ll fall in love with you too; and his sisters are just really happy their baby brother has found someone who makes him so happy.

“i swear to the heavens, y/n is awesome, you’ll love her” bokuto kept on talking as he had done since wednesday, when you told him you’d like to come over today, and both his sisters.

honoka, the oldest just smiled at his words, but keiko was teasing him once again, “look at little kou, all head over heels over this y/n”

even after all his years, kotaro was their baby brother, and seeing him talking like that over someone, made them really proud.

thought it would be great to write something’s about canon facts that just make sense, hope you like them!

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lovestruck!

kita x reader. ‘m sorry but kita is just too much. english is not my first language, not proofread.

it was not like him, everyone on the team had already seen it, how he was swooning over you, it was like seeing a completely different person. you were a second year, part of the student newspaper, that’s why you meet, when he becomes captain, you’re sent to write a bit about him, and he becomes enthralled by you, the shy way your gaze averts his, nervous to be in his presence —maybe because he’s your superior, maybe because you think he’s really handsome— the beautiful pink gloss that covers your lips, and the way they move as you ask about him and the team, the shine your eyes get when you come by the gym to offer him the published article and he says how he’s already read it, and how much he liked it.

later on, he discovers you and osamu are good friends, since you share some classes, and today, when you come to watch their practice is when everyone notices, the way he seems so much more excited to practice, the sight of you making him a bit distracted from the way the twins bicker, and how he smiles when you pass him his water bottle make everyone on the team figure it out. and so, osamu brings you to practice more often, and suna then insists for him and kita to walk you home, even if he’s on his phone the whole time.

then, it gets to the point where it’s unbearable, everyone would think kita would be the kind of guy to ask you out after some time and be a gentleman all over, but he seems to can’t. he can’t get you out of his head, can’t think straight when you give him a shy smile from the other side of the hallway, he even finds himself feeling jealous from the way you and osamu talk and treat each other, because he can’t seem to go through the barrier that keeps your relationship like simple acquaintances, maybe friends? but not really.

when the nationals come you once again ask him for a short interview for the school paper, and of course he agrees, but this time he asks you for it to be outside school —because he’s, oh, so busy during the school day between classes and training—, and you agree to meet at a cafe near campus. it’s the first time he sees you wearing something that’s not the uniform, and you look so pretty he can’t look away.

“kita-san!” you greet with a smile as you invite him to sit down, “i arrived early to do some other tasks and i already ordered, would you like to join me?” you ask with a pink hue on your cheeks under his gaze.

he nods as you call a waiter, then he orders as you take your notebook and things to start the interview, “thank you for agreeing once again, kita-senpai, i know you’re really busy” you say as you bend your head a little, it makes him smile softly.

after finishing the interview you two start to talk about yourself’s a bit, and you’re about to stand up and say your goodbyes when he takes your hand, looks at you deeply, and starts talking with a bit too loud voice, “y/n-san, i know this may come out of nowhere,” he starts with a slight pink decorating his cheeks, “but i think you’re the prettiest, most lovely person i’ve ever met, and i really like you.” as he talks you can feel your own cheeks blushing and something like butterflies —or maybe a whole zoo— all over your stomach, “if you’d let me, i would like to start hanging out as more than friends”

and he’s a mess, even you can see this isn’t his usual him, he’s face red, all the way to his ears and neck, his hand’s sweaty as it hold yours and there’s more than enough people looking at you because of how loud he talked. so you smile, and nod “yes, kita-san, i would love for us to start going out”

and the relieve washes over him just before some more panic comes to his mind, what if you go out and he ruins it? or you think he’s too boring? or he- it’s all cut off when you lightly kiss his cheek, “i have to go now, kita-san, i hope to see you tomorrow.” and you leave him there, dumbfounded, flustered and ecstatic.

from then on, things get much more interesting, everyone in the team knows you’re going out, and atsumu starts to beg you to go to practice daily so kita doesn’t scolds him as much, suna stops walking with you two back home, and you start going out at least once a week, sharing all kinds of intime moments, you even meet his grandma, and oh how she adores you, can’t stop talking about how kita’s so inlove with you, and then when he meets your family he charms them, because he’s so helpful, and makes you smile in such a way. when the nationals come along you’re already officially dating, he’s your boyfriend, and he’s so happy to see you there at his matches, and you run to him after they lose against karasuno, and you share a hug and your first kiss right there. then at his graduation he gives you his second button after you sweetly ask for it, you’re the only person who knows him like that, he’s so damn lovestruck just one look is enough.

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habits’

tsukishima, oikawa, osamu, asahi, kenma x reader (separately). english is not my first language, hope you enjoy :).

tsukishima has always been really observant, that’s how he know what to say to get in anyone’s nerves, except with you he tries to notice everything, not just the things that make you feel bad. that’s why when he notices how you are always forgetting your things he starts to double check every time you leave a place, that so if you forgot something he can take it and give it to you later. and it’s surprising to him how you can forget your phone, or your sweater, or even your backpack? anyways, he’ll keep on double checking and, of course, tease you for forgetting before giving your things back.

oikawa knows you have stationary allergies, and that’s why he starts to take tissues, a nasal irrigator, and whatever meds that may help you, be it eyedrops or pills, and at first you think of it as a coincidence that he always has tissues when that season starts, but after some days you figure out he is worried and keeps all those things with him whenever he’s around you, but when you confront him about it he’ll probably say mattsun has allergies too or whatever, all while he blushes a bit and smiles cockily.

osamu quickly realizes you don’t like unagi at all, because anytime he gives you some of his food he wants to see if you like it, and every time you try anything with unagi your face will get this little frown, and at first he thinks maybe you don’t like his cooking—and thinks of giving up his dream—, but later notices the pattern and so starts to make sure he only gives you plates that don’t include it, even purposefully eating all the unagi nigiri if you go on a date and are served some.

asahi knows how much you like to solve sudokus and word searches, and knows for a fact you can finish a book of them in some days, that’s why he starts to look for them at sakanoshita’s market anytime he passes by, and if he gifts them to you when he notices you have finished the one you currently have; he even starts to try and help you solve them, but he thinks he isn’t as skilled as you are, like how are you so fast? and why do you look so good while solving them?

kenma notices that you’re having a hard time with chemistry, and even has listened to you rant about how it is affecting your whole average score, the problem is, he isn’t really that good either, doesn’t consider himself a good teacher at all, but he loves you so much he gets to an agreement with kuroo that he’ll train with him and bokuto some extra time the next training camp if he gives you tutoring, and of course kuroo would’ve been eager to do it anyways, but hey, thanks to you now kenma will be bound to practice more!

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atsumu miya x reader ramble :)

not proof read, english is not my first language!

hear me out, pro volleyball player atsumu miya in a love scandal with world recognized singer and artist y/n l/n, you know how to ball, i know aristotle.

it’d be the greatest of all!! cause imagine the headlines going out like: y/n l/n seen leaving the condos were atsumu miya lives, and then another atsumu miya supposedly spotted at y/n l/n backstage, and finally, y/n l/n and atsumu miya caught on the beach kissing

and everyone is just freaking out like, what do you mean?? because y/n had only been in one public relationship before, with an actor that after 3 years cheated on her, so why going out with atsumu “playboy” miya??

and meanwhile y/n and atsumu be chilling, having the cheesiest most romantic love story ever, even meeting each other’s friends and learning about the other’s career.

like, imagine atsumu staying after training with you just to teach you how to do the perfect serve, and then you teaching him how to play the drums (cuz is the first instrument you ever learnt p play and he would look so HOT doing it), even recording it and later using it to add into a song like a soft launch.

and fans would be going CRAZY over it, like twitter threads called “who is playing the drums at the end of y/n’s las single: theory” some even thinking you’re dating the guy who plays drums when you do tours¿ but he comes out to say he is married, and everyone is making all kinds of assumptions before you finally go to one of the msby’s games wearing the official jacket that has miya on the back, and then miya points you before doing one of his killer serves, and everyone is like “damn.”

and then atsumu goes to one of your concerts and is seen smiling lovingly as you sing THE single you wrote for him (cuz now everyone knows it’s for him) and you even change the lyrics to somehow making it more obvious it’s about him and then winking at him, and everyone goes crazy once again.

and I just love this they’d be so cute together and atsumu would look so hot and everyone would be so envious and they’d be such a power couple and its one of those “i don’t which one i want to be cuz they’re both so hot and awesome” situations.

anyways yeah, i love atsumu miya