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𝙄𝙩 𝙂𝙞𝙧𝙡 ➩ 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 2

You stood outside your dorms with your arms folded over your chest and feet thumping against the concrete. The breeze was heavy as you waited for Dev which caused you to wrap your shawl tighter over your chilled skin.

After that encounter with Aomine, there was an awkward and sort of hostile energy floating in the atmosphere of your room. You didn’t know what you could’ve done to make your roommate so cold towards you, but after a while, you couldn’t bring yourself to care about the matter either. So you got dressed, grabbed your shit, and left without a word.

“Hey, you okay?” You heard a voice come from beside you. Dev adjusted their jean jacket while quickly fluffing out their hair puff as they stepped closer. You peered up from your phone and nodded with a heavy sigh.

Dev gave you one look and frowned.

“It was that bad, huh?”

“So much for having a great roommate.” You mumbled, slightly disappointed. Dev sent you a sympathetic look as you guys walked towards the gymnasium, already seeing a swarm of people travel in your direction as well.

“Sorry to hear that.” Dev shook their head. “Both of them sound like complete assholes, honestly.”

“Yeah, but it’s whatever. I don't want to let them ruin my night. We’re going to have fun regardless.”

And you meant that. Though, if there were a problem, you would’ve preferred for your roommate to come directly to you to talk it out. But you're also not going to beg for an explanation, especially with how her attitude was set up.

You could hear the upbeat sound of trumpets and cheerleaders’ mantras as you walked in the gym’s double doors, and wow was the stadium huge. Basketball must’ve been the sport that brought in the big bucks with the way this place was looking.

Though, the downside was the place was so crowded that it was nearly impossible to find seats.

“Do you see anything?” You asked while craning your neck, but Dev shook their head.

“We should’ve come earlier. The stands fill up quickly, especially when The Generations of Miracles are playing.”

Your gaze slid to the side, and by some miraculous feat, you managed to pick up on two empty seats. Your eyes lit up as you tugged Dev’s arm and speed walked over there, but two guys abruptly shoved you to the side and sat down in the seats you had mentally claimed.

You sucked your teeth.

“Excuse me, but we were about to sit there.”

“Yeah? Well, you snooze, you lose.” They snickered while plopping down, fist bumping at their corny comment. You sighed before rolling your eyes.

“That was rude, especially because you pushed us.”

“Yeah? Well– ” The boy turned around to look at you but paused with wide eyes. “Oh, uh… sorry. We’ll leave.” The boy grabbed his friend by his hood and tugged him up so that you and Dev could sit down.

You raised your eyebrow before lowering yourself and Dev looked at you in disbelief.

“Tuh, If that’s not pretty privilege, I don't know what is.” Dev snorted before sliding down beside you.

“At least we got courtside seats.” You shrugged as you settled into the chair.

As you got yourself situated, you felt your pocket buzz and you quickly took out your phone. You sucked in a breath once you read the name that popped up. It was your ex from back home and you long-pressed the notification to see the preview.

hey, you really left without telling me? - delivered 8:15 pm

i know you see my texts. this isn’t funny. - delivered 9:49

can you please just answer me, baby… i swear on everything im sorry.  - delivered 10:20 pm

You immediately swiped to the left and deleted all the messages that were on your lock screen. You weren’t about to open old wounds. This was a new start for you and you refused to let your past ruin it.

“The game is starting.” Dev nudged you and you slipped your phone back into your pocket as the lights dimmed. The upbeat music started playing again before strobe lights came and a spotlight fell on the entrance of the court.

“Oh, they went all out.” You mumbled with raised eyebrows.

“Introducing the Generation of Miracles!”

You were already aware of who most of the players were since you had seen them in the courtyard earlier that day, but your eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets once you saw the new member appear on the big screen in front of you.

“No freaking way.” You slowly spoke with squinted eyes. “That’s him.”

Dev turned to look at you in question. “What are you talking about?”

“Aomine plays for the basketball team?” You slowly turned in your seat.

Dev snorted. “Yeah, and he’s pretty good at it too.”

Dev suddenly realized that you never mentioned the guy’s name that had been giving you problems, and once she got wind of your unamused expression, the pieces starting sliding together. “Don’t tell me he’s the one that’s been messing with you.”

You plopped your drink’s straw in your mouth, silently sulking as you slid down in your seat.

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01. ties

“Hey, nice tie.”

Your voice bounced off the four walls enclosing you and your mute co-worker— the one who you’ve been trying to ease out of their unwavering shell for the longest, that is. He was quite the rigid guy, always punctual with his tasks and never harboring an interest to mingle with the rest of the floor. Though, despite his persistent efforts to blend into the corporate background, your curiosity lured you toward him as the days continued to pass. He was very handsome with defined cheeks and pressed suits that showed off his toned physique. Still, even with his overwhelming attractiveness, your interest in him stemmed more from the discreet nature he had surrounding him.

Nanami then turned his head upon realizing you were speaking to him. The two of you stood shoulder to shoulder in the building’s small elevator that slowly rose to your destinations.

“Thank you,” Nanami replied curtly before eyeing you slightly. “It was a gift.”

You looked at his neck, then at the tie with bananas break-dancing and wearing sunglasses hitched in a perfect knot. 

You cracked a small smile. “Whoever got it for you has taste, then.”

Nanami glanced down at his tie before his cheeks faintly tinted with red, suddenly embarrassed by the childish choice of design. “It… wasn’t my first pick.”

“That makes sense. I never expected you to wear something like that.” You hummed understandably.

Nanami paused at your words before raising an eyebrow.

“What do you mean?”

You noticed his questioning gaze as you shrugged your shoulders in response.

“I’m just used to seeing you be so serious all the time.” You smiled, but your tone was honest. “I guess just catching you in something not so black and white suits you better.”

“We are at work, so being serious is necessary,” Nanami replied matter-of-factly, causing you to laugh lightly.

“Yeah, but everyone needs a little color in their life, you know? Otherwise, life gets boring.”

Nanami tilted his head as he silently considered your words. He wasn’t being completely honest before, he didn’t get this tie as a gift and he had actually gotten the tie simply because he wanted to. He never wore the rest of his bold ties because he considered them to be unprofessional for the workplace, but since he had skipped laundry day yesterday, he had no choice but to wear the one he had on now. 

Your eyes flickered to the ascending number on the steel wall and you saw that your stop was next. You politely offered Nanami your name while adjusting the bag on your arm to which he gave you his as well.

 “And uh—”  The elevator’s doors parted as you stepped out to leave, but not before you looked over your shoulder with a warm expression. “I would hate for this to be the last time we talk.”

The door to the elevator closed, leaving Nanami in deep thought as his body rose once more.

The next morning, Nanami stood in front of his closet with a creased forehead. He placed one hand on his hip as he lifted his arm to skim through his clothes. Then, he found himself taking the hidden ties that were deep in his closet and pushing them to the front. Although, there was one in particular that caught his eye.

Nanami twisted the silk material between his fingers. It was a bright yellow one with navy blue polka dots splattered all across the front. It surely wasn’t what he normally wore to work. His attire was always pristine and presentable, but Nanami now figured that it wouldn’t hurt to spice his style up a little. After all, wearing the same thing can come across as boring, so he heard. Nanami took the tie from its hanger and walked to stand in front of the mirror on the wall.

And as he placed it around his neck, Nanami briefly wondered If you’d like this tie, too.

Then, he smiled.

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The office husband

genre: 99% fluff. 1% Nanami showing you his true self.

summary: blurbs of life as Nanami's coworker.

ties

emails

coffee

running late

first encounter

lunch

umbrella

special delivery

project

gossip

get together

groceries

the boss

secret santa

walks

work husband

congratulations

this is actually a continuation of some headcanons I did a while back. you can check them out here.

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hiii! I was wondering if you could maybe write a kuroko x black! reader and how their first kiss would go?

Kuroko is very gentle, with soft hands that don’t wander and careful glances that paint his eyes. He had never shown affection in this way to anyone, but he made it his utmost priority to make sure that you were comfortable. He wanted to be respectful and considerate of your wishes. You were friends who got caught up in the moment, your true feelings now spilling across the gym floor.

“Are you sure?” Kuroko would ask, understanding if you wanted to withdraw from his touch, but quietly hoping that you’d choose to stay.

“I’m sure, Kuroko.” You smiled with a nod. 

“I mean it,” He furrowed his eyebrows in seriousness. “You really don have to if you don't want⎻”

Before he could finish his sentence, you would grab the collar of Kuroko's jacket and pull him towards your lips, his body harshly colliding with yours. 

“I told you I wanted to do this.” You breathed against his mouth with closed eyes as you broke apart.

Kuroko would move his fingertips to grasp your waist, and this time, he brought his face to yours. It felt like fireworks were dancing across his chest, an electric and exhilarating feeling that matched the beat of his heart.

This was all he wanted.

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Hello! Can I please ask you to write about Kageyama Shigewa and Fem! Reader. Only the reader is a lazy asshole who drinks coffee 24/7, sleeps 24/7 too. The reader doesn't give a damn, sloppy, always on chill, relaxed and a bit of a clown (at the same time he doesn't know how to joke, but he tries). Thanks you❤️

— in the morning

Shigeo looked at his calendar, a sigh bubbling at the pit of his throat as he slowly rubbed at his eyes.

Today was Monday.

The start of the week, which is presumably the most productive time one could be, well, at least he thought so. You on the other hand did not share the same values as Shigeo, making his life a hell of a lot more difficult than he’d like to admit.

“Five more minutes.” You mumbled against your pillow while cramping yourself into a ball on the leather couch. Shigeo furrowed his eyebrows as he snatched the warm cover off of you, revealing the remnants of the snacks you ate last night surrounding your body.

“You said that fifteen minutes ago,” Shigeo stated softly as he grabbed your ankle and started to tug gently. 

Shigeo is typically very patient with you, but if you chose to be too stubborn, he will use his telekinesis to give you a push. Without warning, you felt your body slowly being lifted into the air and your eyes shot open as gravity ceased to exist.

"Put me down!" You squealed as you thrashed yourself around in a panic.

Shigeo simply shook his head.

"No."

You smacked your lips and tried to swim back down, but you simply stayed in the same place. Shigeo watched your failing attempts, and he could help but giggle to himself.

— on the train

You and Shigeo rode the train together, and you would lean your head against his shoulder with fluttering eyes as you tried to stay upright. Shigeo didn’t mind being your support, so he would wrap his arm around your waist and pull you closer to avoid you falling over. 

“I need a coffee.” You yawned barely coherent, and Shigeo turned and pulled out a container from his bag’s side pocket.

“Already packed it.” He answered which caused your gaze to light up.

You came outside in just your sweatpants, an oversized hoodie, and slippers. You didn't feel like putting much effort into your appearance today, so you picked whatever looked the comfiest. You got weird looks from others around you, but Shigeo wasn't phased in the slightest. He was used to it and thought you were beautiful either way.

"What would I do without you?" You hummed as you accepted the warm thermos from his hands. Shigeo shifted his eyes towards you briefly before looking ahead again.

Then, he felt himself grin.

— the jokester

Shigeo tried his hardest to keep up with your jokes, but he just couldn't match your funny. He thought you were absolutely hilarious for what it was worth, and sometimes, he'd catch himself saying the things you would.

"Shigeo?" You called as your favorite show went to commercial.

"Hm?" He turned to look at you as he sat at the foot of the bed.

"I can't reach the remote." You sighed as you weakly stretched your arm towards it. Shigeo would normally get it for you, but today he kicked the remote a few inches farther from your reach.

Then, he shook his head. "That's tough."

Your mouth fell open before you started to break out into laughter. Shigeo smiled at you before scratching the back of his neck. "Did I say it right?"

You continued to laugh while covering your face with your arm. "Yeah, you did just right."

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Can you write headcanons for kurapika noticing his s/o acting like a motherly/parental figure to Gon and killua? Not like overbearing but they treat the kids like they're actual kids and spoil them from time to time

Although Gon and Killua are the strongest boys you know, you can’t help the wave of concern that washes over you whenever you witness their fights. Kurapika takes note of this, soaking in every detail of your face as you stand alongside him. Sometimes you furrow your eyebrows while silently cheering them on to win, other times you clench your knuckles into fists as you wish you could jump in to take matters into your own hands. Though, there are moments when you reach to hold Kurapika’s hand, and squeeze slightly for reassurance. Those are your boys, and you would do anything to protect those two.

When you get a chance to hang out with them, you like to take pictures. Killua hates whenever you pull your phone out, but Gon is always shoving his head into the camera with a huge smile across his face. Kurapika will sometimes take a group photo of you all, and he feels true contentment watching you all pose together with the happiest of expressions.

You teach Gon and Killua a lot of things. Like how to act in certain situations, how to fix their appearance (yes you spit clean and they despise it), and give them wisdom when they need it. They feel very comfortable with you because you create a safe space for them. This especially impacted Killua since he has deep mother wounds. He had a hard time trusting you at first, but the more you opened yourself up to him, the more he chose to lower his guard. Now he listens to you instead of picking fights, and you’re the first person he talks to when there is something on his mind. 

Sometimes you can be just as childish as them, and because the boys are constantly surrounded by adults, they appreciate the moments of fun with you. You like having pillow fights, you like extreme racing, and you love pulling pranks on them. Hearing all of your giggles and excited shouts fills Kurapika with complete happiness.

You always put them in check, but make sure to hug them afterwards or at least communicate your feelings and reasoning for it. They are a bit hardheaded and tend to be impulsive from time to time, so you have to step in and give it to them straight for their own good. You create a perfect balance where they respect you enough to realize what they’ve done, but also know that you still love them. 

Gon and Killua don’t have the most responsible or fit parental figures in their life, though, you manage to fill that void just a little. And when Kurapika asked them how they felt about you one day out of pure curiosity, they said life wouldn’t be the same with you. 

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ok, kia clean out her drafts challenge

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This a different anon but I was inspired your by your recent post. could you do feitan with an gn s/o that makes children's books, like the ones that have lessons example: (Don't assume/guess without any proof) and kinda just for fun .

if you take time out of your day to do this thank you :)

You and Feitan truly had differing tastes in literature.

Where he indulged in the goriest, adult-rated, and most complex syntax-written novels that even made him squint with apprehension sometimes.

And then there was you, creating books alike Dr. Suess's.

He didn’t understand what was so interesting to you about grade school stories, but he did appreciate your dedication to the craft. He liked how sometimes you’d volunteer at the shelters or shacks that they would call a "school" in Meteor city, and how you would read the books you had spent all night creating to the children dropped off there. And because libraries and supplies were a luxury in the glooming town,  you took it upon yourself to donate your books just so that the students would have something to call their own. He thought that your philanthropy was very admirable, and a part of him wishes that he had someone like you when he was that age, too.

Feitan had read your books many times, though, unbeknownst to you. He liked to sneak into your office, swiping one of the books left on your desk and skimming through it before you could wake up and catch him. He thinks they’re a little cheesy, especially since you always have lessons tangled somewhere between the storyline. Feitan dramatically rolls his eyes as the main character emphasizes the "power of friendship" or how "honesty is the best policy" – it was very, very lame to him.

On more than one occasion, you've asked Feitan to be your illustrator since he was a self-proclaimed artist in his free time. He declined your offer many times, saying he had better things to do than to draw a cookie or a rainbow, but he would always cave. He likes drawing the characters and page background in his own style, but in a more realistic manner rather than the typical childish way. You’re not complaining, though. Truthfully, you think his art is quite cool.

Weirdly enough, Feitan can be caring toward you. He listens to you and supports you as you go through a period of writer's block or procrastination, and he makes sure to carry you back to bed when you’ve fallen asleep mid pen stroke. 

He’s always there whenever you reach milestones. When you first got published he was there and caught you with open arms as you jumped at him in excitement. He was there when you read your first story to a crowd, smiling discreetly at the thumbs-up you sent him before flipping the page. And he was there when you had your first book signing, making sure to be first in line.

And since you've started making stories, if he’s ever wandering around in a bookstore, he makes sure to buy your book if his eyes come across one. Not to read it or anything, but he gets it because he’s proud of you.

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the R&B playlist

— “you are now listening to the station that plays to ignite

your heart and soul.”

✩ a random assortment of r&b songs that set the tone for your relationship with him.

✩ these will be done in no particular order and this list will be updated during the duration of this month.

1. tony! toni! tone! whatever you want — nanami kento

2. keith sweat nobody — benimaru shinmon

3. silk meeting in my bedroom - uvogin

4. faith evans soon as I get home — tengen uzui

5. michael jackson butterflies — draken (ken ryuguji)

6. twista overnight celebrity — chrollo lucilfer

7. miguel sure thing — gyomei himejima

8. brent faiyaz all mine — ran haitani

9. erykah badu next life time — baji keisuke

10. janet jackson i get lonely —silva zoldyck

11. jill scott a long walk — ogun montogomery

12. trey songz can't be friends — kagami taiga

13. backstreet before I let you go — toji fushiguro

14. brandy i wanna be down — nicolas brown

15. wale lotus flower bomb — gojo saturou

16. usher superstar — todou aoi

17. deborah cox nobody's supposed to be here — levi ackerman

18. mint condition so fine — mugen

19. aaliyah are you that somebody — aomine daiki

20. ciara promise — ushijima wakatoshi

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This must’ve been the magic words because im finding them again

Where are all the hxh blogs?

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Where are all the hxh blogs?

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the moon tonight was so pretty

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yes yes yes 🫶🏾

and heyy rumiii !

ive been busy with school and trying to figure out life lol but im trying to be more active on here. hope you’ve been doing well, missed you too (:

💘— with leorio if you’re still doing them!

He loves spending late nights with you talking about your future

He loves showing you pictures of Gon n Killua like they're his children

When he's stressed studying you like massaging his scalp and he love you even more when you do it

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just finished prisoner of azkaban and now otw to goblet of fire 🫡

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hello i love your blog :) are you doing requests?

Thank you and yes i am! 😊

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my man, my man, my man 🤭

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commissions are now open!

firstly, commissions are entirely optional. do not ever feel as if you have to send any compensation for a request. i will still be accepting regular submissions free of charge through my ask-box!

with that being said, commissions will be given priority over regular requests! they will be done within a week or shorter depending on which type of piece you choose.

commissions will be sent privately, but if given permission, i will post them publicly for everyone to see.

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