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[angelthebedsheet]

Karasuno High, A Mockumentary

When you’re the third manager of Karasuno’s boys’ volleyball team, there’s only so much patience you can have surrounded by a bunch of teenage boys. Of course, you didn’t originally imagine spending your free time managing this team, but hey, you wouldn’t want it any other way.

A fanfic in which the events of Haikyuu are represented as if it were filmed like The Office with confessionals and everything.

A/N: When I tell you this idea came to me while I was watching Trin’s skits on TikTok it was actually insane. As always…. Y/N is a black queen. Proceed!!! [//] means the start and end of a confessional beeteebubs. More tags will be added the further we go!! Slow updates because.... guys I'm unmedicated and in a weird period of life rn el oh el! Check out my AO3 if you wanna read my other stuff! 🙀

Season 1: Episode 2 - [Flamin’ Hot Cheetos and Nose Bleeds]

[//]

Takeda held his hand up to block the sun from getting in his glasses. “L/N’s taken to being manager really well,” Takeda smiled, albeit wearily. “Like… very well.” He said as he held his clipboard. He glanced back at the gym, hearing the shouting and hollering from inside of it. He let out a nervous laugh. “SENSEI!” A voice screamed out. “A little too well,” Takeda murmured. “She’s like a mini Ukai, it… it terrifies me.” He said before he turned to open the gym doors. 

[//]

You chewed on your gum as you flipped through Shimizu’s notes. “Don’t call for Mr. Takeda, now! Shimizu said your hits were shaky! So we finna make something shake forreal.” You called out to Asahi as he had his hands on his knees, panting for air. “By having the team spike balls at me?! What is this??” He cried out. “Hey, it’s not that bad!” Sugawara laughed as he tossed up the ball with an outside set. “Yeah! This is lightwork!” Ennoshita called out as he ran up, jumped, and spiked the ball over the net. “Jesus Christ, wait!” Asahi cried out, the ball whizzing past him. Nishinoya rolled and dived, digging the ball causing it to shoot back up in the air. “All for you, Big Guy!” Nishinoya laughed loudly. “This is not fun!” Asahi exclaimed as he ran up, jumped, and spiked the ball as hard as he could out of frustration. “Oh shit, wait, heads up, Kageyama!” You called out. The ball shot like a cannon over the net, nailing Kageyama right in the nose before he could even react fast enough. If the ball had an effect, it’d be like straight fire. “GUH!” Kageyama choked out as he stumbled to the ground. Asahi covered his mouth. “Oh my god,” He exclaimed. Narita and Kinoshita hooked their arms around Kageyama, keeping him upright. Daichi stared at Kageyama with a wince before looking back at Asahi. Sugawara extended his arms out to the side, his palms facing the ground. “Safe!” He called out. Takeda pinched his nose bridge. “My god, please, take 5. Kageyama, come with me.” Takeda murmured as Narita and Kinoshita looked at each other before guiding a now bleeding Kageyama to Takeda. “I’m so sorry!” Asahi exclaimed, rushing over to follow them. You winced before glancing at the camera. “Yeouch.” You mouthed at the camera. 

[//]

“I take it back. It’s not nice having L/N as a manager anymore.” Kageyama muttered as he held an icepack over his nose. “Are you okay?” One of the crew asked off-screen. He stared at them with a sour expression. “No.” He said.  “My nose hurts.” He said bluntly. 

[//]

“At least it was a strong hit?” You laughed nervously. “A strong hit directly into Kageyama’s face.” Daichi crossed his arms. “Sorry? At least I gave him a heads up?” You said. “I fear you already traumatized Asahi and Kageyama badly enough. I don’t think a heads up will undo it,” Ennoshita laughed slightly as he pinched your cheek. “Great first day as manager, L/N.” Sugawara cooed. “Oh, cut me some slack, how was I supposed to know Asahi was gonna fuckin’ turbo cannon blast Kageyama in the nose?! I’m a manager, not a professional clairvoyant.” You sputtered, standing up. There was no way you were gonna be the main culprit for the crime! You were merely the kid at the computer doing all the hacking in a dark room as you told your agent (Asahi) to get into the field correctly (hitting the ball stronger). You didn’t know there’d be any casualties! 

“I think we all suspected it, though,” Tsukishima said. “Tsuki, shut up or I’ll make you do burpees.” You groaned. “You can’t make me do that.” He snorted. “I’m your manager, of course I can.” You said. “Manager. Not monarch, get it right, idiot.” He cocked his head. “Ooh, that sounded real bratty! Can your hands back it up?” You narrowed your eyes. He simply held his hands up. “Ooooookay, Abby Lee Miller, let’s dial it back a bit.” Sugawara laughed, grabbing your shoulders. “Smell the flowers, diva, be calm, like Daichi says.” He cooed, massaging your shoulders. “At least it wasn’t Yamaguchi.” He said. “What?!” Yamaguchi sputtered. “You throw up one time during suicides and suddenly everyone’s never done it before! Nishinoya-senpai puked last week and it was bright red!” He whined, pointing at the shorter boy who was laying on his stomach while kicking his feet in the air. The camera panned over to him. “Is bro code non-existent now?!” Nishinoya exclaimed as he pushed himself to sit up on his knees. “He queened out on too many flamin’ hot Cheetos.” You giggled. 

[//]

“Okay, so yeah, eating like… two bags of flamin’ hot Cheetos as breakfast from the school vending machine wasn’t a good idea. But hey! It was 467 yen, you’d do it too if your allowance didn’t come in yet!” He exclaimed, holding up his arms. “Isn’t onigiri like… 389 yen?” A crew member asked. His cheeks flushed. “...yeah…” He murmured before groaning loudly. “Okayyyy! I was just craving them so bad. My mom banned me from havin’ them at home, so I rushed to school early so I could buy extra and shove ‘em down my gullet before morning practice.” He whined. “But you threw up?” They asked. “And did! So what if I dived to dig the ball and immediately vomited on impact? I’d do it again if I could taste that spice again.” He sighed, already dreaming about another bag of Cheetos.

[//]

“I thought you were banned from eating them by your mom and Coach Ukai?” Hinata asked. “Hey, this is L/N’s in trouble time! Focus on her.” Nishinoya whined. “Oh, you’re a sellout.” You frowned. “For a bag of FHC’s? And is!” He exclaimed. “You have an addiction and it should be addressed today, senpai,” Tsukishima said. “Oh, boohoo,” Nishinoya rolled his eyes. “Back to you, L/N, let’s… dial it back a bit.” Daichi sighed. “Daichi, this blows, it’s not like I spiked the ball!” You whined. “But you told him to.” He said. “He could’ve said no! This is a somewhat free country!” You reasoned. Daichi stared at you unimpressed. “I’ll do the laps.” You muttered. He smiled before patting your shoulders. “Glad we came to a conclusion.” He cooed. 

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Takeda came back into the gym with Kageyama, Narita, Kinoshita, and Asahi in tow with a stunned expression. “Another lap! C’mon!” Daichi called out as you let out a loud wail. “This fuckin’ sucks, I’m not even on the team forreal!” You exclaimed as you ran to the other side of the gym. “What lap number are you on?” Daichi asked. “Girl, I don’t know, I lost count after 6!” You whined. “You’re doin’ great, honey!” Sugawara laughed. “You’re on lap 9,” Tanaka called out. “You have 7 laps left,” Tsukishima grinned. “What the fuckkkkkkkk!” You dragged out as you ran down the court. “What’s…. What’s going on?” Takeda muttered. “Oh, sensei, we’re making L/N do laps as punishment for causing Asahi to spike the ball at Kageyama. 15 laps since Kageyama’s 15 years old,” Daichi hummed. Takeda stared at him before blinking. “If that’s the case, shouldn’t Sugawara and Ennoshita do the laps as well? They set and served the ball to him.” Takeda asked. “Damn,” Tanaka snorted as the mentioned pair looked at each other. “Ah,” Daichi muttered. “Bring that ass on the fucking court!” You yelled out as you panted by the wall. “Goddamnit.” Sugawara groaned as Ennoshita simply sighed, put his water bottle down, and started his laps. “Can we negotiate?” Sugawara asked. “Sugawara,” Takeda said before Sugawara rolled his eyes and ran onto the court. “I… I think I should do the laps too.” Asahi frowned before jogging onto the court. “At this point, it’s just suicide drills,” Narita muttered. “Shut up, don’t give them any ideas,” Kinoshita muttered, elbowing him. Kageyama held onto his ice pack. “I want a snack.” He mumbled. “I know. I want one too.” Takeda sighed. 

[//]

Ukai took his lit cigarette (which was again, censored out) out of his mouth, holding it between his two fingers. “You pick up an extra shift at the convenience store once and suddenly,” Ukai holds up his fingers. “Someone gets a ball to the face,” A finger goes down. “L/N becomes a tyrant,” Another one. “Four people are doing laps,” Another one. “And the flamin’ hot Cheeto incident was mentioned,” A last finger goes down. “I can’t with these kids, like actually, who raised them? Sure as hell wasn’t me.” He said. “I can’t leave them for longer than a couple of hours at most before they start falling apart. I’ve already gotten at least 6 texts from Ittetsu in the past half hour.” Ukai pulled out his phone. He unlocked it. 

“L/N’s being like a mini you, she’s running this practice like the military,”

“Keishin, Asahi spiked a ball to Kageyama’s face, I’m taking him to the nurse,” 

“L/N, Ennoshita, Sugawara, and Asahi have been subjected to running 15 laps in honor of Kageyama,”

“They’re making fun of Nishinoya and the flaming hot Cheeto thing, please come back,”

“Last night was so good, I can’t stop– oop, too far.” Ukai cleared his throat as he quickly turned off his phone, slipping it back to his pocket. “Uhh, Ukai?” A crew member murmured. “Cut that shit out,” Ukai muttered before taking a drag of his cigarette. He blew out the smoke as he looked away, his cheeks flushing. “I ain’t talkin’ about it. This never happened.” He coughed out. “Right,” A crew member said. “Right,” Ukai repeated. He sniffled as he glanced at the camera. “So what now? My break ends in like…” He looked at his watch. “10 minutes and I wanna finish this cig before I get back to work.” He said. 

“Nothing else, thanks, Ukai.” A crew member laughed tiredly. 

[//]

Takeda’s cheeks flushed as he looked at his phone before shoving it back in his pocket, clearing his throat. “Alright, everyone, we have our first training camp tomorrow. Be here at 5 am, sharp, okay?” Takeda said. “We set up the gym and warm up properly before Nekoma comes, got it?” He asked, looking at the team of teenagers who were sitting on the floor. “Got it!” They all chimed in. “Girls, I need you three here by 5:30. Please bring up the water bottles and packed lunches, okay?” He asked, glancing back at you, Yachi, and Shimizu. You nodded. “Got it,” You all said. 

[//]

“There are three things I know about Nekoma.” You started, “They played us like a fiddle last year, their team is crazy good, and…” You trailed off. You leaned closer to the camera. “There’s like three fine-ass players on that team. One of them is black like me! Kai, if you’re watching, please King, follow me back on Instagram, I beg.” You whispered as you clasped your hands together. 

“I know their captain, Kuroo. He’s actually like… pretty nice. I swore last year, I hated his guts but now, I think he’s pretty cute. But do you know who’s really cute? Kenma.” You said. “Hello? He’s so adorable. We bonded over video games and stuff. We text pretty often. I actually…” You trailed off, letting out a laugh. You took out your phone. “I���m actually in a group chat with mad different people from different schools. Kuroo, Kenma and Kai are all in it. There’s mainly people from Fukurodani and Aoba Johsai.” You giggled as you scrolled through the Instagram group chat. You sighed happily. “They’re all so fine, y’all.” You said. 

“L/N,” The crew member said. “Hey, let a girl drool over some cute boys! It’s not like I’m gonna date any of them. I got too much on my plate to be worrying about whether or not I need to take a train to Tokyo to see my alleged boyfriend. Besides, my boys are already enough for me. I would not be able to juggle a boyfriend and being manager of Karasuno. It’s like all of them are my boyfriends, y’know?” You sighed. “And my wives…” You cooed. “Shimizu and Yachi are the only ones I need,” You said. “Anyways, anyways, tomorrow, Nekoma’s coming, and trust, they’ll be dealt with.” You grinned, crossing your arms. “L/N, you done yet?! I wanna go home!” Tanaka called out. You turned around. “Yeah, just a minute!” You yelled back. You turned back to the camera, rolling your eyes. “Men.” You muttered. 

[//] 

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Karasuno High, A Mockumentary

When you’re the third manager of Karasuno’s boys’ volleyball team, there’s only so much patience you can have surrounded by a bunch of teenage boys. Of course, you didn’t originally imagine spending your free time managing this team, but hey, you wouldn’t want it any other way.

A fanfic in which the events of Haikyuu are represented as if it were filmed like The Office with confessionals and everything.

A/N: When I tell you this idea came to me while I was watching Trin’s skits on TikTok it was actually insane. As always…. Y/N is a black queen. Proceed!!! [//] means the start and end of a confessional beeteebubs. More tags will be added the further we go!! Slow updates because.... guys I'm unmedicated and in a weird period of life rn el oh el! Check out my AO3 if you wanna read my other stuff! 🙀

Season 1: Episode 1 - [Manager Against Your Will]

“Please, please, please, L/N! Please be another manager for us, we’ll do anything!” Nishinoya sobbed as he held onto your leg. “Boy, get up. You’re being mad weird,” You sputtered as you pushed at his head. “Please, L/N, I mean think about it, us havin’ three managers? It’d be so cool, all the other teams would be so jealous!” Tanaka whined loudly, draping himself over your shoulders.

“This should be considered harassment, y’all are draggin’ it,” You groaned. “Please, please, pleaseeee!” Nishinoya wailed dramatically. “No! I don’t want to be trapped in that sweaty ass gym for longer than I have to! Last time I watched y’all practice, Hinata done busted his ass right in front of me and knocked my water all over my homework.” You frowned. It took an extra hour to try and salvage your homework. The constant apologies from Hinata didn’t make it any better either. Tsukishima didn’t let either of you live it down. His teasing grinded your gears so bad you could’ve spiked a ball directly into his stupid sports-taped glasses. Wack ass. “We swear that won’t happen again! What happened to second years sticking together?!” Nishinoya looked up at you with big watery eyes. “What?! We are sticking together.” You sputtered before looking down at him. “Don’t look at me like that.” You groaned. A couple of beats of silence passed.

“Fine.” You sighed.

“Hell yeah!” Tanaka yelled. “My ear, man,” You winced, covering it. “Sorry, sorry, got too excited.” He muttered, rubbing the side of your head. “Finally, it took you so long to agree,” Nishinoya said as he sat back on the ground. “Get up,” You gritted out as you pinched his shoulder. “Ow! Okay, fine, dang,” He pouted as he popped back up.

[\\]

“Yeah, yeah, okay, I folded, I get it,” You muttered, crossing your arms. “What else was I supposed to say? Those two never quit. They’ve been on my ass since the first day of school to join Shimizu in being the manager. Then when it was Yachi’s turn to join, they got even more insistent on me joining.” You frowned as you looked at the camera crew. “What? Don’t look at me like that. I love the idiots, but fuck, they’re on my ass like white on rice twenty-four-seven. Can’t a girl catch a break in this fuckass school?” You listed out before covering your mouth. “Oop! Wait, can I curse in these?” You asked.

“You already did, it’s fine.” One of the crew chuckled. “Okay, sorry, I should’ve asked beforehand,” You laughed bashfully.

[\\]

“Guess who we got to be our extra manager?” Nishinoya exclaimed as he slammed the gym doors open. “Jesus–what did I say about the damn door, kid?!” Coach Ukai sputtered as he coughed on his water. Takeda simply handed him a napkin before glancing at the camera with a concerned expression. “L/N!” Tanaka exclaimed as he lifted you up. You squealed as you held onto your skirt. “Put me down, the hell?!” You exclaimed. “No way! You finally got her to agree?! L/N!” Hinata yelled as he ran over. “Wait, wait!” You screamed as you were suddenly dog-piled by them. “Oh, shit, we’re going down!” Tanaka laughed as he fell to the ground. The camera panned back over to Takeda and Ukai who were staring at them in disbelief before looking at each other.

[\\]

Ukai rubbed his forehead as Takeda let out an exasperated laugh. “Nishinoya and Tanaka have been pulling different people from different grades to be our final manager,” Takeda said. “It hasn’t been working.” Takeda sighed. “It was a matter of time before they got L/N to agree.” He added. “The numbnuts harass the girl daily, her patience is stronger than mine,” Ukai muttered. “They’re good kids, really, it just gets very stressful having to tell them time and time again that they can’t just drag anyone to practice,” Takeda said as he scratched his cheek. “They did the same thing last week.” Ukai groaned. “They can’t take the hint. We’re perfectly fine with Shimizu and Yachi.” He said. “But,” Takeda cut in. “If L/N wants to join then that’s fine by us as well. She’s practically a part of the team already. She’ll fit right in.” He cooed. “Right?” He grinned as he looked at Ukai, nudging his side with his elbow.

“Sure,” Ukai nodded half-heartedly. “Is this over? I need a cigarette.” He said as he took out his pack of blurred-out cigarettes. “Hey! We’re not allowed to show those,” Takeda said exasperated as he watched Ukai put one behind his ear and get up. Ukai walked past the cameras and left. Takeda sighed. “That’s… Kenshin for ya.” He chuckled anxiously as he shook his head.

[\\]

“Hey, hey, break it up! Give L/N some space.” Daichi clapped his hands frowning. “Dogpile, really? How old are we, guys?” Sugawara snickered as he crouched down to pull L/N up. “Blink twice if you need help,” Sugawara whispered playfully. You groaned and mushed his face away. “Shut up.” You whined. “You actually agreed?” Tsukishima snorted as he watched you stand up with the help of Sugawara’s kind hands. He dusted off your shoulders. “I didn’t take you for the type to accept bribes,” Tsukishima added. “You’re funny if you think they had enough money to bribe L/N,” Kinoshita commented as he walked by, pushing a cart of volleyballs. “Hey!” Tanaka and Nishinoya whined. “Not a drive-by! No fair, Kinoshita.” Nishinoya whined.

“You’re really gonna be our manager?!” Hinata squealed as he jumped up and down. “Be calm, man.” Daichi grabbed his shoulders, pressing him to stand still. “Unfortunately.” You muttered. “Unfortunately’s crazy.” Tsukishima and Yamaguchi snorted before Tsukishima went back to wrapping his middle fingers with sports tape. “Unfortunately?!” Tanaka and Nishinoya sputtered as they looked at you with bewildered expressions. “Y’all dragged me here! I had no choice but to agree.” You frowned, instinctively hiding behind Sugawara, holding onto his arm. That earned an affectionate eye roll from him as he patted your arm. “Don’t make it seem like we kidnapped you.” Tanaka pouted. “Knowing you two, you probably did.” Daichi shook his head. “Ugh! What is this? Why are we being tag-teamed? Asahi, dude, help us out!” Nishinoya called out as Asahi looked at the camera with a weary expression. “I have to uh… pee.” He murmured before walking away. Nishinoya let out a scream as he ran after Asahi. “Dude!” He yelled out as Asahi immediately started running away.

Coach Ukai grabbed his whistle and blew it. “Goddamnit! Suicide drills! All of ya!” He yelled out earning a loud uproar from everyone. “Way to go, dipshits.” Tsukishima sneered as he got up.

[\\]

“You didn’t say anything, Kageyama,” One of the crew said. Kageyama blinked blankly. “Was I supposed to?” He asked. “Yes, it would be preferable.” They said. “Oh, okay. Uhm, I think Nishinoya and Tanaka-senpai are being annoying this week. We’ve had at least like…” He paused to briefly count on his fingers. “6 different candidates for being our last manager and all of them didn’t know the difference between a pinch server and a wing spiker.” He muttered.

He glanced at the camera crew, taking in their expressions. “It’s different.” He crossed his arms. “It would be nice having L/N-senpai actually being a manager. She knows how to play and understands the different positions. She subs in for us during practice when one of us is out. She’s nice.” He said. “But, I think it’s weird to force her if she doesn’t want to.” He scratched his head.

“Is that all?” They asked. “Yeah.” He nodded. “Okay, thank you, Kageyama.” They chuckled. He stood up, bowed, and left.

[\\]

“I can’t believe you actually agreed,” Yachi gushed as she turned to you on the bleachers. “Right, I’m surprised. You’ve been saying no since your first year.” Shimizu chimed in as she scribbled notes down in her notebook. “I know. I just decided to say ‘What the hell,’ and do it. If I end up not liking it, I can just leave. Then, they can’t bother me to tell me to try it when I already did, you feel me?” You said, leaning back against the bleachers. Yachi glanced at the camera before looking back at you. “I… feel you?” She murmured. You snorted. “Like you understand me.” You clarified. She gasped. “Ohhhhh, okay, I feel you.” She nodded. Shimizu chuckled softly.

“At least you don’t have to worry about them bothering you in the halls about joining anymore,” Shimizu said. “Yeah, at least." You muttered.

The camera panned over to Tanaka and Nishinoya as they did planks. “Look at them, they fit in so well together,” Tanaka sighed dreamily. “Like three goddesses sitting on a bench in the sun,” Nishinoya swooned. “Oh, shut up,” Tsukishima grunted. “You already got us doing suicides. You suck,” Ennoshita murmured as his arms trembled. “Rude,” Tanaka grumbled back. Coach Ukai blew his whistle. “Rotate! I want a lap to the other side of the gym, 15 burpees, lap back, repeat!” He called out. “Jesus Christ,” Kageyama whispered under his breath as he got up. “Maybe be a bit nicer to them?” Takeda whispered as he watched the team start their laps. “One person fucks up, the whole team fucks up, gotta drill it into their heads somehow,” Ukai murmured. “By doing suicide drills? I’m starting to think this is for your own amusement, Kenshin.” Takeda said. “Oh, no, yeah, it is. It definitely is.” Ukai nodded. “Kenshin," Takeda frowned. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding, relax, Ittetsu.” Ukai waved him off.

“Coach! Yamaguchi’s lookin’ a little green! I’m talkin’ in the face!” Hinata called out. “I’m fine!” Yamaguchi groaned as he ran his lap.

[\\]

“Take 5,” Ukai called out from behind as he walked over to Yamaguchi. “He was not fine,” Hinata laughed nervously as he looked back at Yamaguchi puking into a trash can. You had a grimace on your face as you rubbed his back. The camera panned back onto Hinata, focusing on his face. “I called it early, no one listened to me. Not even Yamaguchi himself.” Hinata winced, wiping the sweat from his brow. “He had this look on his face that I recognized anywhere. My ma used ta’ make it when she was pregnant with my sister and she was about to puke.” He said. “Yamaguchi had that saaaame face, just… sweatier. And greener.” Hinata murmured.

“Uh, should we call the school nurse?” One of the crew asked. “Nah, we all throw up a lot. We’re a pukey team.” Hinata laughed before taking a sip from his water bottle. “We just hurl in the trash can, drink some water, and get back on the court.” He grinned. “Don’t tell them that, dumbass.” Kageyama slapped the back of his head. “Hey! This is my confessional! You already had your own, Crappyama!” Hinata exclaimed as he looked back at him. “Mine was better,” Kageyama commented before walking off. “Wha–?! Get back here!” Hinata yelled as he ran after Kageyama. “Y’all don’t know what a break is?” Daichi asked, exasperated.

[\\]

“Alright, get home safe, guys. And Yamaguchi, let’s lay off the soda before practice, okay?” Takeda said as he squeezed Yamaguchi’s shoulders, earning snickers from the team. Yamaguchi’s face flushed. “Y-Yeah, Takeda-sensei.” He stammered. “Bubble guts,” Tsukishima commented. “Me when I’m at a puking competition and Yamaguchi’s my opponent.” Sugawara snickered, earning louder laughs from the team. “Aw, man, come on,” Yamaguchi whined at the teasing.

“Aye, y'all know that video of the kid pukin’ spoons?” You asked. A few of them nodded. “That’s real Yamaguchi core.” You teased, nudging his shoulder earning more laughs. “Hey!” Yamaguchi groaned, shoving you away. You laughed loudly. The camera panned to Takeda and Ukai as they watched you and the team walk out. “I told you she’d fit right in,” Takeda cooed. “I ain’t say you didn’t.” Ukai chuckled. “C’mon, let’s close up.” He said. “Drinks on you, tonight?” Takeda murmured. “Yeah, drinks on me.” Ukai nodded.

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i highley miss posting on here like omg... what if i start cross posting from my ao3 to here

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from rate 1-10 how intimate would leon/eras leon be with their dating partner? like.. their sex counts in a week?

Ooooo!!! I like this 👀...

Warnings: MDNI, NSFW

Gn!Reader

RE2: I always think with RE2 since he excelled his classes you would have probably been his first partner so he would look at you and get all excited. I'm saying probably like a 9/10 because he would just get boners all the time and beg you to sort him out.

RE4R: He's pretty busy before and after so it's not the lack of trying. I think he would be frustrated so when he does have a free moment you're not leaving the bed so. Especially after Spain he comes back with such a clouded brain after everything he's face not only with the infection but Krauser's and Luis' death. You are the perfect distraction for him before he gets dragged elsewhere 8/10

Infinite Darkness: Again like Re4r hes pretty busy, the comics and the show he's literally going from one thing straight to the other. So he's pent up. However he speaks about a lot more so I reckon that he's got a lot to make up for with you 7/10

Damnation: His vacation that he got taken from was just him having you multiples times...poor guy just needs you so badly that's clearly why he's so grumpy in the film. 5/10 tho because he does seem like he's in a phase where he would prefer to try and deal with shit alone. So he wouldn't call on you that often for a release therefore wouldn't have a lot of sex within in the week

RE6: He's too slutty to not be having it multiple times a week with his partner let's be real...7/10. Also I bet he would make it up to you when he gets back from China by making sure you don't forget exactly how he feels

Vendetta: I feel like if he had a partner he would rely on them more for a distraction than talking about what's going through his head...so 9/10. He wouldn't burden you with his thoughts and feelings in his current state of mind but you bet he's going to make sure how much your presence is appreciated to him

Death Island: With his new attitude to life he's making the most of it and what better way than to just use you in every way. It gives me Re2 vibes where you wear a great outfit and he gets all flustered thinking about how you look in it. He feels like a new man...a teenage boy again so 10/10

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mcd aaron x dante x nana… hear me out.. please…

(read up -> down then left -> right)

I don’t know

in mystreet, aaron x dante and aaron x nana are pretty well-known ships in their own rights

Something about Aaron saving Nekoette and Dante immediately, and then spending his free time with Nekoette and Dmitri (and the other children sometimes) is really sweet

Nana and Dante having a sweet and pure family,,,, giving Aaron a warmth and love he once lost and never thought he’d experience again. Aaron spending his time with the kids means in turn with Nana… Dante appreciating how much Aaron loves and cares for his family in his own, and undeniably cute, way…. they’re all around the same age and Aaron would respect Dante and Nana sm and think they’re hot what who said that??

Literally i am probably the only person in the world who ships this but i SEE THE VISION…

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laying there wondering what i’ve done to deserve this ending

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the queen of the disco or whatever

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something stranger and more wonderful

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my art for @faux-fires (ao3 Link) fic "something stranger and more wonderful"

beta red by @ranilla-bean (ao3 Link) for this years @zukkabigbang2024 event. its truly a beautiful fic. Keeping you on your toes while reading. making you worry about sokka exposed to the whims of nature and zuko, all alone.

big thank you to reikah and rana for all the handholding during this project! And stoping me form overthinking details.

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I'VE BEEN HERE FOR 3 YEARS???? HELLO?$/3'

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Oops, I never uploaded this one to Tumblr (which I only realized when someone else did, but then was kind enough to tag me, thank you)!

This is the comic that kickstarted my obsession with telling stories with as few panels as I could (usually 10-11 haha), so it’s got a soft spot in my heart. 

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I just wanna say that I absolutely LOVE your Bad U.A Club content so much

I HAVENT BEEN ON MY GAME INNA MIN SHITTT THANK YOU 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾 bad u.a club is literally so fun i love fights MUCH LOVE

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one of my favorite works tbh

“We’re inside.”

a miles morales x reader!!!

x male! reader

a/n: MY BABY!!! i love hims!!! he makes me so mf HAPPY dude istg! here’s this oneshot bc i cant get enough of him! quite literally have a mega little crush on him

contains boy x boy miles’ awkward ass, whole lotta gang gay shit, use of n-slur, reader’s lwk a smug lil bitch, kissing, cussin and a lil spanish? miles’ parents being mega miles x m/n fans

F L U F F

m/n means male name!

lets get into yall!

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The two boys sat in Miles’ room in a comfortable silence. That is unless you count Sunflower softly playing in the background I guess. Miles had been trying to confess how he felt towards M/N but always bitched backed out last minute. He occasionally glanced from his sketchbook to the boy sitting in his office chair. He felt his hands get sweaty as he watched M/N subconsciously chewed on his straw as he scrolled on his phone.

He admired how his locks were pulled back into a ponytail, showing his jawline. Miles’ felt his coffee coloured cheeks heat up as M/N glanced up at him from his phone. He quickly looked back at his sketchbook, pretending he was looking at it the whole time. M/N snorted. “Yo, you good, pretty boy?” He asked. “What? Psssh, yeah. I’m good. Just vibin’ y’know? Thinkin’ bout what colour I should use next.” Miles said as he waved him off, hoping his pathetic attempt at saving himself even though he felt his heart race from the nickname. He felt a sweat bead form on his forehead as M/N cocked his eyebrow. He smirked. ‘Don’t do that. Why would he do that? Why is he smirking? God, that’s hot. Fuck. I’m a disaster.’ Miles thought as he grabbed a marker. “Thinkin’ while lookin’ at my face? Cap.” M/N said as he sipped on his smoothie. “N-No it’s not! I was just in a daze while thinking okay?! I totally wasn’t staring at you. That’s gay, man.” Miles stuttered, making M/N start laughing. “Dude you‘re literally bi with a preference for dudes 70% of the time, what the fuck?” He chuckled. Miles groaned and threw a marker at him. M/N tilted his head to the side, dodging the marker. Miles huffed and looked back down at his sketchbook.

“You’re a piece of shit.” He grumbled. “But you love this piece of shit, homie.” M/N teased, earning another groan from him before relaxing his face into a soft smile. He reached over to nudge Miles’ leg. “No but like you aight, niño bonito? You know you can always talk to me. I’m here for ya. Even with your spider shit goin’ on.” M/N said. Miles felt the flutter that occurred in his stomach at the spanish substitute. “Yeah... I’m. I’m good. Just Spider-Man jitters, y’know?” Miles mumbled as he rubbed the back of his neck. M/N stared at him before humming. “No I don’t know. Not everyone wears a cool ass spandex suit and swings around the damn city with webs, saving people ‘nd shit.” He commented before picking up his phone again. Miles huffed out a chuckle. M/N bit his straw with a smile as he scrolled down his phone.

‘I’m gonna do it.’ Miles thought as he collected himself. He wiped his sweaty hands off on his jeans. “Hey, M/N?” He called out. M/N hummed as he looked up at him. “I’ve been wanting to say this but.... I loooo–”He trailed off as he started to think. ‘What if he doesn’t like me? What if he has a crush on another person? I can’t afford to ruin our friendship.’ He thought. “–iiike how the sky looks right now. Isn’t so pretty?” Miles asked, done with himself. M/N deadpanned at him. “We’re inside, my nigga. Fuck you mean you like how the sky looks? The curtain’s deadass closed too.” M/N said as he made an unimpressed expression. “Oh-uhm-I. Ah, j-just forget it.” Miles groaned. M/N rolled his eyes before smiling. “Was that another poor attempt at you trying to confess to me, Morales?” He asked. Miles’ eyes widened. “You-You noticed?!” He exclaimed as he sat up.

M/N nodded with a smile. “And you never said anything?! M/N!” He whined. “Hey, you’re a big boy. I didn’t think Spidey was so scared to confess to lil’ ol’ me.” He teased. Miles glared at him. “But, I like you too, Morales.” He said softly. Miles swang his legs off his bed and shot a web at his chair. He tugged on his web, pulling M/N in the chair to him. “Say it again.” He said.

“I like you, Miles.”

“Again.”

“I like you.”

“One more time for me?”

“Oh my god. Miles Morales, I like you too!” M/N groaned. Miles smiled widely as he wrapped his arms around his neck. “Can I?” He asked as he looked down at M/N’s plump lips. “Fuckin kiss m—mmhfp!” He was cut off by Miles smashing his lips onto his. He wrapped his arms around his waist. “You. Don’t. Know. How. Long. I’ve. Waited. To. Hear. That.” Miles said between pecks. M/N chuckled as Miles continued pressing kisses onto his lips. He stood up, pushing the chair back. He leaned forward, kissing him deeper. Miles smiled into the kiss and pulled him down. They fell back on the bed, never pulling away from their liplock. It felt like the world around them sizzled away only leaving them.

Unfortunately, they didn’t hear the knock on the door and it open. “Miles, M/N, do you boys want some sn— AHA! CAUGHT THEM! MI AMOR, I TOLD YOU! YOU OWE ME 20 BUCKS!” Rio exclaimed while holding a bowl of grapes, causing Miles to push M/N off. “M-Mrs. Morales!” M/N stuttered. “Mama no!” Miles exclaimed as he shot up. The two boys’ faces heated up as they looked at Rio. “It happened?! Damnit!” Jefferson exclaimed from down the hall. “You made a bet on us?” M/N questioned with a hot face. “Dios mio...” Miles mumbled under his breath. “Sorry honey, we had to. We were tired of the whining Mil—” Miles cut her off. “OOOKAYYYY MAMA! That’s enough for now, thank you for the fruit! Okay now bye!” Miles exclaimed as he set the bowl on his desk and pushed her out.

“Have fun but not too much fun!” She called out before he slammed the door embarrassed. “Oh my god, I can’t believe they did that. My mom just caught us making out oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god we were just making out, holy shit.” Miles exclaimed. “Fuck that killed the mood didn’t it?” He said as he looked at M/N. “Yeah.” He said, making Miles’ shoulders slump. “But bold of you to assume we can’t fix that. C’mere pretty boy, I’ve been deprived of this for too long. Not even Doc Ock could stop me from kissing the shit outta you.” He said as he made a ‘come hither’ sign. Miles giggled and ran over to him. M/N pulled him down and hovered over him. “That was ho—” M/N kissed him and pulled away. “Nuff talkin’ more kissin’. Got that, Morales?” M/N said. “Got it, bebé!” He exclaimed before energetically pulling him down by his collar to connect their lips once more.

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Ramadan Mubarak

< Pairs > Kaeya; Tohma; Diluc; Itto; Zhongli; Childe; Albedo; Scaramouche

< Summary > Muslim!Genshin Men and how they are during Ramadan

< Warnings > Lot's of spelling errors; Mentions of alcohol; Food; Religious themes (not super strong ones)

< Type > Fluff/humour

< Notes > Ramadan Mubarak :D This isnt really an 'x reader' but a few of them include you/reader. I wrote this for fun, so please be respectful

Tohma

- Makes the best food for Suhoor and iftar

- He checks up on everywhere during Ramadan, making sure they aren’t overworking themselves

- Since he doesn’t have to cook all that much during the day, he spends his time cleaning the estate or playing with the dogs. But sometimes, he takes up the cuddling offer with you

- He reads the Quran at night every day of the month, he has a slight accent whenever he speaks Arabic :D

Kaeya Alberich

- He stays up for suhoor, and will most likely pull an all-nighter most days

- The amount of alarms he has for suhoor is....scary

- Goes to the mosque barefoot because he lost all his shoes :skull:

- He would look so pretty in a black kurta- tell me otherwise

Diluc Ragnvindr

- he takes some time off work from the bar (staying halal, brother)

- Date man, he has three boxes filled with nothing but dates

- He gets a bit bored during the lectures, but he can still recite them word by word

Tartaglia

- when I tell you, he becomes a full on male wife during this month. He starts to cook for Suhoor right after iftar

- Stops fighting for the month, he works out instead, just not as much

- The way he recites surahs?!??

- “Mashallah comrade” is something you will hear every day

- He will drink zamzam water religiously (no pun intended)

Albedo

- pretty simple. He knows exactly what to eat for suhoor (usually goes for bananas or oranges)

- He makes snacks for Klee on days when she isn’t fasting

- His surah pronunciation is perfect each and every time (he has the soft tone with that perfect accent)

- Okay- he knows all the history behind Islam, tell me otherwise

Arataki Itto

- he competes with little kids on who knows more surahs

- Forgets he’s fasting often-

- The type to randomly laugh while praying

- Gorou or Sara have to remind him that he can’t beatbox

Zhongli

- leads the prayer

- His alarm for prayers is just his voice, he forgot how to set alarms

- Has the entire Quran memorized

- Another date and walnut man

Scaramouche

- He tries so hard not to swear, it’s so funny to see him struggle

- Often tricks Childe into accidentally breaking his fast

- He doesn’t wake up the harbingers during suhoor, let’s them sleep past sunrise

- He wears bangles a lot and steals all the sweets for himself

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black trans people my beloved

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ruby earrings

a/n: yes yes i know ive been gone for the longest time but i've lost so much motivation to keep posting while still being a student and living life. your main man is still alive and im here to present a new lil drabble with a character i've never written for nor do i have on my masterlist of characters. ive been having terrible danganronpa brainrot and ive been caught up on almost all the lore regarding v1 v2 v3 and udg. the fandom has swallowed me up once again. i can never escape its clutches

contains: slight cursing, kissing, slight ooc byakuya

byakuya togami x gender neutral reader

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“what the hell?” they said as they looked down at the ruby earrings that were thrown in front of them. “well? do you like them?” he asked. they looked up at him with a confused expression. “how-why?” they stuttered out. “a thank you so much would be a proper response.” he rolled his eyes. “did you think that just because you got me a gift, that i would be nice to you?” they asked, bewildered. “you’re awfully rude, you know that right?” “and you got some nerve, you asshole.”

he sighed. “you have some nerve being outright rude to me right off the bat. i put effort into getting you that. the least you could do is show me gratitude.” he crossed his arms. “where did you learn to talk back to me like that?” they spat. “i only learnt it from the best.” he said with a faint smile. he nudged his head towards the earrings that sat in the box. they huffed out a small laugh as they held them up delicately. “how’d you know?” they questioned. “i only mentioned wanting these a long time ago. you remembered?” they continued. “you always spoke about how much you wanted these earrings so i did myself and everyone a favor and bought them to shut you up.” he sighed.

“byakuya…” they cooed. “oh don’t start that with me.” he groaned. “y’know, regardless of how cold you can be you really are a sweetheart sometimes.” they smiled. “flattery will get you nowhere. cut it out.” he waved them off. “it definitely did get me somewhere. don’t act like you don’t like it, kuya.” they teased. “ugh, i thought i told you to stop calling me that wretched nickname. it’s disgraceful to the togami name.” byakuya stated. “you can tell me to stop all you want, but has that ever stopped me?” they stood up.

“whatever, you’ve done enough yapping, are you going to try on those earrings?” he said. they kissed their teeth. “fine, put them on me then.” they said, moving their hair out of the way. byakuya tsked before taking their earring out of their ear and placing the ruby one instead. he subconsciously smiled as they basically cheesed at the earrings. he couldn’t deny how satisfied he felt knowing that they loved the gift. they always loved whatever he gave them but he knew this gift held more sentimental value.

“it’s beautiful. thank you, i guess.” they said. “see? that wasn’t so hard now was it?” he teased. “yeah yeah, whatever.” they rolled their eyes. “i expect something in return.” he said, leaning forward. “you just want more and more, huh? when will you ever be satisfied?” they groaned as they cupped his cheek, pressing a grateful kiss to his pale cheek. they pulled back before he cleared his throat. “you know the drill, i don’t understand why you think this would be different.” he stated. they sighed deeply before pressing a soft kiss against his lips. “thank you, kuya.” they mumbled.

‘anything for you.’ byakuya thought.

“you’re welcome.” byakuya whispered.