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fic is posted! it is not beta read so any mistakes are fully my own xx

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guys, i have a drarry hunger games AU fanfic in the works. 18k. hoping to get editing down by the end of the day (fingers crossed). im pretty excited about this one

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hello beautifuls! don't know if anyone is interested but i wrote a little oneshot about spideypool on my ao3. my laptop is dead and i dont feel like trying to format the link on my phone right now, but my ao3 is the same user as my tumblr, lavenderthe8. i would love to hear your thoughts! this is my first time writing peter or wade so i'd love some feedback xx

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Reposting a comment I made on a post and adding to it

x Reader fics need to handle writing “reader” better sometimes

As a 6ft afab person who’s built like a man and has never been super feminine and has a more unique haircut that’s shorter I hate to read about “readers” petite, small, pale body and her “long flowy straight hair”, etc.

Reader is meant to be ambiguous!! And if it’s important to the plot please mention it at the beginning!!! If it’s not important to the plot why is it being included???

Some people who are reading may be tall, fat, skinny, short, or even somewhere in between. The readers could have a hijab, 4c hair, locks, braids, long hair, short hair, wavy, no hair and even more.

Stop making all readers so sweet and innocent, I want a reader who’s petty and sassy sometimes. I’ve noticed also that so many readers are either too baby to do anything or over powered.

Personally I also hate reading about obviously toxic men and relationships that the reader goes back to because they are “so in love”, like no please let me deck that sucker and leave them in the dust and be happier.

Also, if you label your post with the tag “___ x reader” or titled with “___ x reader” and then make descriptions and then ADD A NAME!!! It’s not an x reader fic and I heavily want to block you.

Edit:

Hey hello! I just wanted to add that I heavily respect and love fic writers! So many have a talent that I will never reach or have and I appreciate your content being put out at all! I made this post as a 5 am ramble and was half delirious lol

People can write as they please and I’ll ignore it if I’m not interested or I’ll make slight internal edits to fit me if I am

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Kyoutani can draw and sketch, that’s all

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lifeguard!kyoutani and babysitter!(y/n) falling in love over the summer

(y/n) who is so damn stressed out watching three kids under ten

kyoutani sees her walking into the public pool carrying one kid and holding another's hand

(the third is already running towards the pool, still fully clothed)

she just looks so frantic, and without a second thought kyoutani steps in to help

he snatches up the kid running towards the pool and helps (y/n) set up a space for them in the shade

"i forgot the sunscreen..." she says, sounding just so defeated.

and kyoutani doesn't really know why, but he wants to help

except he knows exactly why he helps, and it has nothing to do with the fact that he wants to do his job well

he brings out extra sunscreen from the back room and tells her that he'll watch out for the kids if she needs and break

he sees (y/n) and the kids more and more after that

they would come in at least once a week, sometimes even more than that and sometimes,

"hey, uhh. one of the kids forgot their towels here and if i don't get it back i'll literally never hear the end of it... have you seen it around?"

(y/n) would always smile at him, and after a few weeks, she even began to wave hello and goodbye

she would hold the littlest kid's hand and point to him as he sat on his chair

"wave to the nice lifeguard! say thank you for keeping us safe!"

and then she would smile at him, bright and brilliant

kyoutani's heart would literally stop. she was, like, really fucking pretty

but even though he really wanted to ask for her name or number or something, he just couldn't

he was kinda shy, okay?

but thankfully, she was more bold than he was

"say bye! wave bye-bye!"

kyoutani kneeled down and grinned, waving goodbye to the kids. he then gazed up at the babysitter, who was looking down at him with a smile of her own. he wanted to say something, but all he could do was stare at her with an open mouth and wide eyes. he probably would have stared at her forever if she hadn't asked that question.

"can i give you my number?"

soon summer ended, and the kids went back to school. the sun was coated by clouds, and the weather began to get dark and gloomy

but kyoutani, however, felt the exact opposite. he was light and happy for the first time in a while

he had (y/n)'s smile to brighten up his days. he thought if he never saw the sun again he would still feel that way, as long as she was right there next to him

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i’m sorry i’m sorry but the msby four are literally the smiling friends

just thinking about atsumu and hinata going on jobs together. kiyoomi and atsumu not really liking each other but still having some sort of romantic tension going on. bokuto always off doing side quests.

i love msby four and the smiling friends okay let me have my moment.

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texts between my sister and i that are just so miya twins coded

back on my brainrot xx

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haikyuu!! edm artists

i go to a lot of raves and this is an idea ive been poking at for awhile so enjoy xx

sugawara

melodic bass

think: seven lions, trivecta

literally the sweetest DJ everrrrr

when he plays festivals, he never goes to the fan meet and greets

likes to walk around instead and meet his fans face to face (and he never wants them to pay money to see him)

is always fighting with the ticket companies to lower the ticket prices for his fans

also, is an avid kandi kid

literally was making full on rotating cuffs at like age twelve

he loves to collab with other artists, although he just can’t get behind hardstyle or dnb

he went to a warehouse rave like one time when he was in university, and just never went back again (it scared him a little bit)

yamaguchi actually sings a lot of the vocals for his songs, too

and of course, anyone that went to karasuno gets free tickets for lifeeeee

and ofc hinata always shows up to a few of suga’s shows, usually four or five a year

makki (and mattsun)

trap

think: troyboi, alison wonderland

literally just started remixing songs together in high school for the parties that oikawa would throw and it kinda just spiraled from there

started to just fuck around and do his own thing, and after awhile he stopped remixing and just started to make his own beats

actually stopped it for a long time after he graduated high school

kinda forgot about it before he heard that kyoutani had become pretty famous off his edm music

so he decided to go back and start playing around with it again

started releasing his songs, and eventually he got to open at a super small show near him

just like blew up after that

mattsun (and makki)

hardstyle

think: gammer, headhunterz

same thing with makki, DJing was not really at the top of his priority list, like, ever

he played around with makki’s mixer a lot when they were in school together, but he never really gave it much thought

makki was crashing at his place for a bit, and he mentioned that he was playing a show near them, so mattsun decided to tag along

literally fucking FELL in love with makki’s set, and immediately wanted to learn how to make songs too

they worked at it for awhile, and eventually mattsun found a type of edm that he really enjoyed making

started collabing almost immediately after, and got like a massive amount of fans really quickly

also, their visuals are like so silly

(lots of shrek and whatever stupid shit that’s been viral that week)

kyoutani also refuses to play shows with them because makki and mattsun have so many bad pictures of him from high school that they use on their merch and promotion videos and stuff

kyoutani

dubstep (duh)

think: subtronics, wooli

come on, you know this boy loves dubstep

as far as headbangers go, kyoutani gets whiplash at literally every show he goes to

super into edm growing up, and he always knew that he wanted to be a DJ

he bought himself a cheap starter kit in high school and from then on his career was pretty much set in stone

pretty bad at promoting himself, most of his social media literally was just him pointing at the camera and bopping his head along to one of his own tracks

but he DOES have a really big following

mostly because people would fall in love with him when they saw him playing a set (can you blame them?)

picks up A LOT of girls because of it

also, oikawa never lets him live it down, but kyoutani doessss have to give him credit for his DJ name lol

really wants to collab with kenma one day (it’s in the works, don’t worry)

and no comment on the makki and mattsun merch, although he does buy a new shirt every time they drop one with his face on it

tendou

techno

think: space 92, hi-lo

tendou was going to underground raves since he started high school idcidc

the music helped him focus soooo much, he would literally listen to it when he was studying

he even used it to fall asleep sometimes

after graduation when semi joined his band, tendou would tag along to the studio with him

eventuallyyyy he learned how to produce rock music, and then he started making his own beats

he also doesn’t really take inspiration from other artists, which is cool

just hears the track in his head and BOOM — he makes it into a song

doesn’t really have a following, he just plays when and where he can

but people love his energy, so he always has a good sized crowd watching him

atsumu

bass house

think: space laces, ac slater

experimented with a lot of different sounds before he finally found something that fit

eventually though, he fell in love with the dancing more than he did the actual music

he would go to shows to try and find inspo and would end up watching the ravers more than he would the actual DJ’s

eventually learned how to rave shuffle, and that’s when he realized that bass house was his calling

when he was playing a set and looked out to the crowd, it made him sooooo happy to see people dancing to his music

is also the type of DJ to call out 1… 2… 1, 2, 3, 4 before every fucking drop

it made osamu so mad when they were playing a show together

he also only listens to house music, even on his off days

so when he can’t find any new music to listen to, he just makes his own

has a really big following, but definitely wants to push himself and start headlining at festivals one day

suna

drum and bass

think: subsonic, noisia

prettiest DJ award goes to suna

he just knows exactly how to read the crowd

is very good at knowing the vibe and matching what the crowd wants

also, is just very beautiful

but his sets are always, like, super weird

lots of really experimental sounds and his visuals are like… scary? in a way

so his music definitely isn’t for everyone

has more of a cult following than anything, but he doesn’t care much about being in the spotlight

he plays edm because HE likes it, he could give a fuck what anyone else thinks

is also never seen without a beanie on

it’s sort of a game to his fans — “take a picture of suna without his fucking hat on”

(they never can)

osamu

midtempo bass

think: rezz, kloud

doesn’t have flashy visuals or lasers or anything like that

gets criticized a lot because some people say that his shows are “boring”

but his true fans know that’s not true

osamu is there to play music! he isn’t there to put on a light show

has a really big group of fans that are ride or die for him — a lot of them say that if you’ve never been to one of his sets, you’re not a real raver

sort of a staple DJ in the “sober rave” community

is super supportive of his fans, and he even has a link on his website for people to send in their own personal stories about what it’s like to be a sober raver

also HATES to collab with other people that he doesn’t know, it’s hard for him to understand their vision

which is why he usually only collabs with atsumu

also, is known for not saying a word during his shows

he walks on, plays some music, and walks off (and people love him for it)

kenma

progressive house

think: acivii, zedd

biggest DJ of his generation

like, let me just make it clear, kenma is very very famous

he doesn’t really care about the spotlight though

he just loves to play music

doesn’t interact with his fans much, kuroo runs all of his social media because he knows that kenma gets overwhelmed a lot with stuff like that

for the most part though, his fans are super respectful

kenma headlines at the same festivals every year, and he consistently sells out shows at massive venues

feels truly happy when he is DJing

one of his fans sent him a pair of cat ears that they made, and kenma wears them to almost every show he plays

has never actually been to a rave himself

takes a lot of inspiration from very early edm artists

just makes people really happy with his music

honorable mentions

akaashi

designs all of kenma’s merch

usually never attends the shows, he and kenma just have a sort of working relationship where kenma vaguely describes what he wants, and akaashi fulfills his request

does sit through every video that bokuto shows him after a rave, though

he also doesn’t have any social media for himself, he created an account literally to promote kenma

also, says he hates edm, but kenma is his number one spotify artist every year??

bokuto sees through his lies (and is taking him to a rave in a few months)

akaashi says that he isn’t excited (but he actually really is)

kiyoomi

atsumu’s manager

is so good about keeping him on track with scheduling and stuff

“omi, can we go get ice cream?” — “no, atsumu, sound check is in ten minutes.”

is sooooo good about keeping atsumu hydrated

this boy does not drink water, like ever

so omi has literally stopped his set before only to make atsumu down a bottle of water

atsumu ALWAYS dedicates his sets to kiyoomi

and kiyoomi secretly loves him for it

iwaizumi and oikawa

complete rave baes

oikawa’s entire social media presence is: volleyball, volleyball, rave, rave, rave, iwaizumi, iwaizumi at a rave, volleyball

it was actually iwaizumi’s idea to wear matching shoes to their first ever rave

the tradition never stopped

iwaizumi will complain that oikawa takes too many pictures of them during shows but he will also post every single picture of them together

one of oikawa’s “essential” items at a rave is a custom pashmina he had made with a picture of kyoutani sleeping

(they love to torture this poor boy)

will be rave dads one day — it’s canon

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matching piercings with the haikyuu boys

featuring hanamaki takahiro ,, kozume kenma ,, miya atsumu ,, oikawa tooru ,, tendou satori

a/n plz don’t actually try and pierce yourself xx ,, also i’ll probably post a second part to this !!

warnings tw! for needles and some slight mentions of blood

hanamaki

✾ omg going absolutely crazy over the idea of hanamaki with an industrial piercing because it seriously would just fit him so well

✾ he actually drags you along to the studio with him, at first under the guise of “needing you there to comfort him”

✾ ofc you get there and somehow find yourself sitting in the cushioned chair after hiro had gotten his piercings done with absolutely no sweat at all (seriously, he didn’t even flinch)

✾ it was your first real piercing, and honestly you felt like throwing up or punching your boyfriend in the stomach

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“how do you always talk me into these things?”

hiro laughs from where he stands, leaning against the doorframe. the piercer gives you a sympathetic smile as they clean their equipment but you can’t even make eye contact, instead staring at the long needle that sits on the tray in front of you.

“seriously, hiro i-“

“you what?” he asks smugly, turning his lips down into a mock-pout.

“i hate you,” you mumble, eyes still locked on the tray, which now had more equipment piled on it.

“ready?” the piercer spins in their chair to face you, busying themself with some last tasks before you allowed them to shove a needle through your ear. twice.

finally tearing your eyes away you blinked up at your boyfriend. “hiro…” you said quietly.

immediately he straightened up and walked over to you, tucking away some hair that had fallen into your face. his hand rested in your cheek afterward, and you sighed, leaning into the touch. “if you really don’t want to it’s okay. i just thought it would be cool if we could match, you know?” he smiled afterward, and despite your hesitancy you returned it.

you quickly turned your head to place a kiss on his palm. “i’m ready,” you said, turning to face the piercer with a wobbly nod.

it really didn’t hurt that bad at all. you sat with your hands under your thighs, and hiro knelt in front of you to keep your legs from swaying back and forth while they dangled off of the chair. your eyes were closed the entire time, but you focused all of your attention on hiro’s hands softly squeezing your thighs. after it was finished he kissed the tops of both knees and helped you down from the chair, grinning like an idiot.

you got about two minutes before selfies were taken and uploaded to his social media account(s).

“how ‘bout a nose piercing next time?” he asks moments after walking out of the piercing studio. you scoff and elbow him in the stomach, snickering when he yelps in surprise. “seriously though,” he grins, bringing an arm around your shoulders. “i’m proud of you.”

you roll your eyes but thank him anyway, leaning into his side as you walk down the street together.

unknown to him, you had gotten the piercer’s number and already made plans to schedule an appointment for another piercing. apparently the pair of you would be getting nose piercings.

you were honestly really excited.

kenma

✾ kenma already has a lot of piercings (various ones on his ear, an eyebrow, even his septum is done)

✾ ofc he has to hide them for work but occasionally he takes the time to put all the jewelry in

✾ his piercings were one of the things that attracted you to kenma in the first place so you love when he has a few days off and can show off the numerous piercings

✾ and when you mention your plans to get a bellybutton piercing, he tells you to cancel your appointment

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“are you sure about this?” you ask, raising an eyebrow skeptically. kenma didn’t look up. “what are you even doing?”

you tried to peer over his shoulder but he moved to keep you out of the way. you gasped and wrestled him aside, your shared laughter echoing around the bathroom.

“me first,” he says, finally turning to face you. he leans against the sink counter and brings his arms up to loop around your shoulders.

“kenma, i can’t”

“sure you can. i trust you.”

all it took was those words for you to carefully kneel in front of him with a marker, placing two perfect dots above his navel for the piercing. the piercing that you, an amateur, were going to be doing.

after perfecting the placement, kenma led you to the bedroom where he laid down on the bed, allowing you to hover over him with the equipment. everything had been cleaned more than once, and you now wore plastic gloves that fit snugly on your hand to keep excess bacteria away.

“i really don’t know about this, babe.” you set the tray down on the bedside table and shook your head.

kenma rolled his eyes, motioning you toward him. with a huff you collapsed onto his stomach, giggling at the heavy breath he let out below you. “you’re not gonna hurt me,” he said after a few moments.

“i know,” you replied “i just don’t want to screw it up.”

kenma brought up a hand to card it through your hair. “you won’t. i already said that i trust you.”

you laid together for awhile longer before reluctantly sitting up to grab the clamp and needle. kenma laced his fingers together and placed them behind his head, lifting up so that he could direct you through the process.

you placed the clamp above his navel and squeezed a small amount of skin together. “ready?” you asked, lining the needle up with the first dot.

“yup,” he said, laying his head flat so it was easier for you to get the needle straight.

“you know, i think it’s actually pretty cool that you do all your piercings yourself.”

“yeah, it makes thi-”

kenma gasped as you pushed the needle through his skin. he gaped at you afterward, not expecting you to finish so quickly.

“gotcha,” you said with a wink. you dropped the clamp on his stomach and maneuvered the jewelry in.

yours was done in a similar fashion. kenma was quick and efficient as he lined the dots up and sat you on the bed so that he could push the needle through. you sucked in a breath as it happened, squeezing your eyes shut tight as he threaded the jewelry through and tightened it, wiping the drops of blood away.

you opened your eyes and quickly sat up, pulling him in for a kiss.

“that was kinda hot,” you giggled after pulling away.

“well in that case…”

kenma stooped back down to kiss you again.

atsumu

✾ babes has a tongue piercing, and you found out about it the first time you met him because he literally has to show everyone

✾ it’s his pride and joy (second to only you, of course)

✾ and as much as you hate to admit it, the damn thing was actually super attractive

✾ so attractive, that you decided to get one for yourself, much to atsumu’s appreciation

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“fuck, yes! so listen, it’s gonna be like a pinch, but like ya can feel the thing go through yer tongue and it’s like super weird an-”

“ew, okay ‘tsumu, stop.” you made a face at your boyfriend’s details. in response he stuck out his tongue and caught the piercing between his teeth, winking at you.

“give it a week and yer gonna look almost as good as me.”

both you and the piercer snorted. “right,” you replied, scooting toward the edge of your seat.

the piercer sat in front of you, finishing up with some last minute cleaning. you were anxious to get the piercing done. atsumu said it didn’t hurt that much, and even with his endless taunting you believed him.

besides, there was no way you weren’t going to go through with it. not when ‘tsumu just looked so cool with the piercing.

you turned to the piercer and immediately stuck out your tongue. they chuckled and caught it with the clamp, softly squeezing down on the middle. atsumu had his phone out and was filming you, although with the amount of winking he was doing you couldn’t be sure that the camera was actually pointing your way.

“ready?” the piercer asked. you nodded, not able to talk now that your tongue was currently being held outside of your mouth. “one, two…”

you sucked in a breath as the needle slid through your tongue, eyes darting across the room to find atsumu’s phone. as the clamps were taken away and the jewelry was being pushed through, you gave your boyfriend one of his own signature winks. he laughed and finally tucked his phone away, walking over to inspect the job.

“looks good,” he said.

you poked your tongue in and out of your mouth a few times, trying to get used to the feeling of the foreign object now sitting in your mouth.

“it’s…” you said slowly. “feels weird.” talking was different now too, as you were scared to accidentally irritate the piercing. atsumu told you that after a few weeks you wouldn’t have to worry so much.

after paying the piercer you met atsumu outside. he was waiting with an iced tea that he bought from the store across the street. you accepted with a smile and sipped slowly.

“lemmie see again,” he said, turning you with a hand on your shoulder.

you brought the drink down and stuck out your tongue as far as it would go, blinking up at him as he looked you over.

“fuck, okay. put that away.”

you snickered as he shook his head and looked away, blush now staining his cheeks.

“now you know how i feel.” your words sounded a little off, but it was getting easier to speak around the jewelry. you brought the tea up and took another sip.

atsumu raised an eyebrow. “really?” you nodded. “shit, i mean… yours looks good.”

“i know, ‘tsumu.”

atsumu grinned and leaned down. only when his face was centimeters away did you think, quickly turning your head to the side so that a sloppy, wet kiss was landed on your cheek.

atsumu made an irritated noise but you just pointed to your mouth. “no kissing for six weeks, remember?”

his mouth dropped open in surprise, which apparently meant that he didn’t remember. what followed was a string of curses, and then lots of pouting which was only soothed when you grudgingly threaded your fingers together, holding his hand as you walked down the street.

“‘m gonna miss yer mouth, baby.”

you rolled your eyes. “i’m sure you are, ‘tsumu.” truthfully, not kissing your boyfriend for that long was going to be a struggle, but the wait would be worth it. “i’m sure you are.”

oikawa

✾ you ask tooru to get matching nose piercings with you one day and he absolutely jumps at the idea

✾ literally as soon as you book the appointments he tells everyone in his address book about your plans

✾ literally does so much research about how long it takes to heal, how to care for it, etcetc...

✾ also makes you go first because after all that he's still scared to get it done

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"seriously, tooru?" you stared at your boyfriend in annoyance, ignoring the pout on his face.

“please, (y/n)?” tooru frowned and crossed his arms over his chest. “i’m nervous,” he whispered, glancing at the piercer who was standing clear across the room.

you raised an eyebrow.

“(y/n)!” tooru whined.

“don’t worry, i’m just teasing.” you brought up a hand and patted his cheek. tooru's frown didn't fade, but he followed you farther into the room so that the two of you could talk to the piercer.

after picking out the sizes and colors for jewelry, you sat in the chair and faced the piercer with a smile. you weren't nervous at all, and once they marked your nose with a small dot, you took a breath and closed your eyes. it was quiet in the room, up until tooru let out a small squeak once the needle was poked through your nose.

as soon as your jewelry was in you opened your eyes again, blinking away some tears. you smiled at the sight of your boyfriend who still had his face buried in his hands.

“it’s over, tooru. you can look now.”

slowly he peeked out from behind his fingers and sighed once he realized you were okay. “(y/n)!” he cried. “i was so worried for you. i know you act tough but really you’re just a big baby.”

you let your jaw drop open in surprise, and nearly wrestled yourself out of his hug. “you’re the baby, ‘kawa. i bet you’re going to scream once the needle touches you.”

he didn’t scream, but he did make you hold his hand the entire time. his eyes were squeezed shut too, so you quickly snapped a picture when he couldn’t tell you to wait and then spend ten minutes fixing his hair.

afterward, the piercer handed him a small mirror. he actually smiled when he saw his reflection, and even more surprising, he turned to you and let you take a picture without winking or holding out a ridiculous peace sign.

“so how long is this going to be red for,” he asked the piercer immediately after you had finished. he had gone back to staring in the mirror and was now closely inspecting his nose. you sighed and snatched the mirror out of his hand, ignoring his calls of “(y/n)!” while you finished up with the piercer.

the next few days were torture for you. he couldn’t stop poking at the jewelry or trying to spread some sort of facial cream on it, so you watched him closely to make sure that he let it heal correctly. after some time he actually left it alone, and once the swelling started to go away he began to show it off more and more.

and you almost regretted bringing him along, because the piercing just looked so perfect on him. he chose the smallest stone they had, and it wasn’t even noticeable unless the jewelry caught the light, giving off a subtle sparkle before he turned his head away.

he loved it though, and you loved yours as well so really you didn’t regret it at all.

satori

✾ tendou with a septum piercing tendou with a septum piercing tendou with a septum piercing

✾ please, and literally the day you meet he straight up tells you that you would look good with one

✾ he would say “your nose is the perfect shape” or something just so weird out of nowhere

✾ and what the hell, he was a mutual friend so…

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“want me to hold your hand, (y/n)?” tendou grinned at you from the doorway, wiggling his eyebrows around.

you shot him a look. “no, tendou. i’m actually not worried, thank you very much.”

he laughed, stepping farther into the room. the piercer had gone off to get some cleaning solution, and the two of you were left alone. “maybe i just wanted to hold your hand.” he looked at you seriously, and then shrugged, turning away so that you had to crane your neck behind you to look at him.

he was so strange, you couldn’t really gage what he wanted out of you. since you didn’t know him very well you assumed he was making a joke. still though, you did kinda like him.

“does it hurt?” you asked. he whipped his head around to look at you. “like seriously.”

“ha!” he grinned. “you are nervous!”

you shook your head, and the piercer walked back into the room carrying some equipment. tendou greeted them like an old friend, and the two of them talked while you sat down in the chair and listened.

after a few minutes everything was ready, so the piercer sat in front of you and began to clean your septum. your eyes already started watering, and unfortunately tendou noticed, pointing it out almost immediately.

“scared, (y/n)?” he asked mockingly. you flipped him off, not willing to grace him with a response. he threw his head back and laughed.

the piercer apologized in advanced as they brought up the clamp and squeezed your septum. whether they were joking or not, it did nothing to ease your growing panic, and in a frenzy your eyes found tendou’s. he was watching you with a sort of curiosity, but he must have sensed your unease.

he took two long strides toward you and held out his hand, which you took without giving much thought. the needle pierced through almost immediately after, and you cursed sharply before blinking away the tears that had begun to fall down your face.

the ring was put in after, and with another apology the piercer handed you a tissue box and left the room to wash their hands.

“you did good,” tendou said with a nod. he seemed genuinely proud.

“the clamp was worse than the actual needle,” you said, wiping the rest of your face before setting the box back down. tendou agreed, immediately recounting the story of when he got his piercing done.

tendou didn’t allow you to pay. he slipped the piercer a few bills and dragged you out of the shop before you realized what was happening.

you complained the entire way back to the train station, and he just kept smiling and telling you that it was his idea in the first place, so it was only fair.

“so if i have the idea to get dinner, will you let me pay then?”

he thought it over for a few moments. “probably not, but you could still try.” you rolled your eyes. “is that your way of asking me out?”

the train was almost at your stop, and you knew it could be awhile before you see him again unless you actually made your intentions clear.

“yes,” you said simply. tendou didn’t answer, but he smiled widely and winked at you.

and if you held his hand for the remainder of the the train ride, neither of you mentioned it.

[lavenderthe8]

kyoutani hates pda.

✾ it's something you noticed even before you got together, the way his body stiffened when you tried to hug him, or how he cringed away when you went to ruffle his hair.

✾ you did it on purpose, of course. taunting him was just so much fun, and it was a mystery to you when he never ended up snapping or telling you to back off.

✾ (of course at first anyway. now you know that he just couldn't really ever be upset with you, not even when you teased him in front of everyone just because you could.)

✾ so by the time you two finally got together you knew not to push him.

✾ because that was another thing about kentarou, he got so embarrassed when you did anything remotely affectionate to him in public. even holding his hand caused him to turn his face away from you in the hopes that you didn't notice the way his cheeks turned red.

✾ (you always noticed, but for his sake you never pointed it out.)

✾ although he couldn't let you walk around unclaimed. he needed you and everyone else to know that you belonged to each other, and absolutely nothing was changing that.

✾ so before school he would listen to your chattering with an arm posted on the lockers behind you, subtly caging you in as you continued on with a knowing smirk. or during lunch he would find you "just to say hey" as he put it, but he always made a show of stealing some of your food and winking at you on his way out.

✾ and sometimes if he was feeling extra affectionate he would write things on your skin. usually just your name, but sometimes he wrote his own or added a (poorly drawn) heart to the back of your hand. your favorite though was when he scribbled down that god-awful nickname that oikawa came up for him, Mad Dog, written in big, fat characters across your forearm.

✾ your friends teased you for it but what could you say? you were eternally whipped for the kid.

✾ and you didn't need the public to know that you and kyoutani loved each other. you knew it, and he knew it, and in the end that's all that mattered.

[lavenderthe8]

first post and it’s (ofc) kyoutani fluff because he nonstop plagues my thoughts

✾ how he absolutely adores you and loves learning new things about you, your likes and dislikes, favorite movies, season etcetcetc...

✾ but he just can’t wrap his head around your music taste?? like he's okay with it but he never lets you play more than three songs before he's snatching back the aux chord. and ofc you laugh it off because it's just music right? no need to be offended if he doesn't like what you play

✾ but then one day he understands. you're outside waiting for him after practice, completely in your own world as you spin and twist and mouth along to the words flowing through your headphones. you have no idea that he's there watching with the smallest smile on his face, the smile that only you can ever coax out of him.

✾ and when he finally walks up to you and snaps you out of your trance, asking what song you were listening to (which you tell him with an embarrassed blush on your cheeks) he thinks he appreciates your music just a little bit more. because anything that makes you this happy has to be the greatest thing in the world

gah he loves you so much