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forgive your younger self. believe in your current self. create your future self.

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IF YOU SEE YOUR HOMEBOY HARASSING A WOMAN WHO IS CLEARLY UNCOMFORTABLE, SAY SOMETHING BITCH BOY.

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suna + a cafe

request from : @shirabusworld​ <3

fic notes : suna rintarou x gn!reader, pure fluff, headcanons, wc: ~0.94k

from elle ! aaaah i’m so soft for suna rn esp after doing this req it ended up a bit longer than i thought it would be :< but thank you sm for requesting and i hope you like it <33  

“ i can’t stand to be alone.     let’s go to perfect places. ”

part of my 400 milestone event  

ngl it’s going to take a bit of convincing on your end to get suna to go on this little date with you :<

it’s not that he doesn’t want to spend time with you, he actually lives for it, it’s just that he loves stay at home dates. mostly because he can dial the softness up to an 11 without fear of anyone (except you lmao) clowning him for it

but a book and boba cafe just opened up nearby and you had to go, you whipped out the puppy dog eyes and suna is saying yes in a heartbeat >:) absolutely whipped i tell you.

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if we needed further proof that the grammys are shit, this host is…….. further proof

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if i could tell you

synopsis. you sometimes wonder why out of all people, your best friend with such charming looks and personality has been single all his life: why no one ever tries to go for him or why he never seems to be interested in any romantic relationships — it’s strange. but never has it occurred to you that maybe why ushijima isn’t so keen with dating others is only because he already has his hindsights on someone. and that someone? hint, hint. it’s you. 

pairing. ushijima wakatoshi x female reader word count. 10.1k genre. childhood friends to lovers au, slow burn, fluff, a liddol bit of angst, jock x cheerleader trope, college au, hopeless pining authors note. as you can see, the reason why i haven’t been publicly simping over ushijima for the past few weeks is because ive been doing it here in this fic. pretty self indulgent i should say, anyways ill keep this note short and further explain my thoughts in the end notes. enjoy!

There are certain moments in life that Ushijima sentiments among all others, either it be the smallest actions he can’t help but to remember or the ones that made him grow to be the person he is now, a common factor they all have revolving around you. No matter the circumstance, either it be from the simplicity or extravagance of actions, it’s a feeling he still struggles to get accustomed to. To him, loving you is placing his entire heart in your bare hands, trusting you that you won’t break it and waiting for the exact moment you’ll realize it’s a gift worth treasuring. 

He’s pretty sure he felt such emotions for you because he loved you platonically. After all, a person like you who wears her heart on her sleeve, willing to give it to anybody, it’s no doubt people will harbor a soft spot for you. Just like Ushijima, other people find comfort from your acts of kindness, something they no doubt can cause a smile in their day. 

But much to his dismay, Ushijima felt something more. It’s the carefree, lovely demeanor that keeps him up his toes and a particular feeling well up his chest. Those feelings ended up blooming faster than his mind could catch up to and now he’s terrified.

He’s terrified of the fact that he might be in love with you.

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broken bones & broken hearts.

Copyright © 2021 by Veles. Do NOT repost, plagiarize, or read my content as ASMR or audiofics.

SUMMARY: At the end of the day, you realize that as best friends or lovers, Oikawa Tooru and you are never meant to be together. 

PAIRING: Tooru Oikawa x fem!reader. 

THEMES: ANGST- just angst, romance, childhood friends to lovers. [ONE-SHOT] [CUPID’S ARROW WRITING EVENT] 

WORD COUNT: 5.7K (around 5744 words)

TAG’S AND TW’S: mental health issues, angst themes, breaking up, relationship issues, neglection, mentions of injuries & blood, somewhat suggestive content (sex is mentioned like once)

before you read (!!!): This one-shot is part of the writing event, Cupid’s Arrow!! You can find the masterlist as my pinned post on my blog :) If you’re interested in more Valentine’s Day themed works, please make sure to check it out!! 

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You should’ve known that falling in love with Oikawa was a clear mistake. It was written in harsh bold letters, a dreadful red that was anything but forgettable. Before becoming your lover, he was your friend. And you should’ve kept it at that. 

But then again, you weren’t the quickest at sensing danger; from pulling your hand away from the roaring flames. You lingered, and waited, didn’t move until you felt the scorching heat of the fire on your delicate skin until you were burnt, the pain spreading throughout your body, like venom seeping into your veins. 

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Shower Friends (Miya Atsumu x F!reader)

The dorm you live in has co-ed bathrooms. Why that’s remotely a good idea is beyond you; and recently, your precious shower time is being interrupted by a certain blonde haired setter for the volleyball team. When he lies to his teammates that he has a girlfriend, somehow you get roped into his scheme. 

genre(s): college!au, fake dating, angst, fluff, mutual pining, enemies to lovers (kinda), eventual smut (maybe) words: 3.8k

a/n: i got so carried away with this and i don’t even know if Atsumu is in character or not so please be gentle. chapter 2 coming tomorrow 🤗

taglist: @apollochjld @kurosarium @vicassa

Chapter One

All you want to do is shower in peace. It’s the reason why you wait until the dead of night to avoid any unwanted visitors. You don’t let yourself admit that another reason you wait until the entire floor is asleep is that you live in the building that has a co-ed bathroom. Why anyone decided that was a good idea is beyond you. Throwing a bunch of horny, drunk college kids in the same bathroom seems like a disaster to you, but that’s not really your problem.

Thank goodness they had the sense to put two doors in front of each of the showers. One complete door with a lock leading to a small space to dress and hang your towels before a much flimsier shower curtain. If it had just been the curtain you might’ve resorted to taking showers in one of your friend’s buildings that is not co-ed.

Though about five minutes into your shower in the silent bathroom, you hear the curtain of the stall next to you slide open and the shower turn on. Without thinking, you blurt, “Do you have to choose the one directly next to me?”

Atsumu jolts at your voice, forgetting he can’t just assume the other person in the bathroom is a guy. Muffled by his shirt being pulled over his head he retorts, “This one gets the hottest.” Honestly, he wasn’t expecting anyone else to be in here at this hour.

You nearly drop your shampoo at his voice, hyper-fixating on the fact that you’re practically standing naked directly next to this guy, the only thing separating you being the shower wall and the lock on the outer door. It’s just a few weeks into the semester and up until now you haven’t had a problem with someone showering right next to you, most people deciding to leave a stall between you, both of you doing your best to ignore the other. And definitely not speaking to each other.

Though, you suppose you were the one to speak first here when you could’ve kept your mouth shut and pretended like it didn’t bother you.

“Can’t you go one night without burning your skin off?” You say, knowing full well the stall next to you is like water from hell.

Atsumu can’t help smirking despite that you can’t see him. “Nope, already naked.” Something clatters on the other side of the wall and he stifles his laugh that you must’ve dropped something.

Snatching your dropped body wash, you angrily scrub yourself clean and decidedly do not think about the person next to you.

Thankfully, neither of you speak a word to the other for the remainder of your shower.

Though your stomach drops when you both turn the water off at the exact same moment.

“Please tell me you didn’t do that on purpose,” you groan, hurriedly grabbing your towel to wrap your cold body.

“Okay,” he says with a shrug. “I didn’t.” He knows that doesn’t sound very believable, but he’s pretty sure no matter what he said you wouldn’t accept it.

Scrubbing at your hair you try to keep your voice level. “I’m not leaving until you do.”

“Now it sounds like yer tryin’ to get a look at me.”

You ball your fists, resisting the urge to just storm out of the bathroom. Like an idiot, you’d assumed nobody would shower at this hour and all you have with you is your towel. Normally you bring a change of clothes with you, but of course the one night you don’t, you have a shower buddy.

The brooding silence emanating from your stall is enough for him to let out a small laugh, then conceding, “Alright, alright—I’m gone.”

“Thank you,” you breathe, feeling your growing anxiety about this entire situation melt away. At that, you hear his door unlock and the soft padding of his feet walking away. On his way out, he takes one last glance at the final stall where you’re still waiting, then blows a wet strand of his hair out of his face and heads out.

You wait a few minutes after his footsteps have faded then peek your head out of the stall to a blissfully empty bathroom. Letting out a deep sigh, you hold your towel tightly to your chest and scurry back to your dorm room knowing you’re going to go to sleep tonight thinking about the strange boy you met in the shower.

Hopefully you never have to deal with that again.

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the wind of ages

pairing: oikawa tooru x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw -minors dni. mention of blood - nothing gruesome, just a nosebleed. alcohol - oikawa drunk. emetophobia - vomit is mentioned.

genre: fluff, nsfw.

a/n: i have a sakusa and atsumu version too! this version’s the third and final part of this mini series!

word count: 2.5k+

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he’s twelve and you’re hajime’s new neighbour. tooru pouts, as he watches both you and hajime talk. he feels like he’s third wheeling, and he can’t help but feel slightly jealous. after all, iwa-chan is his best friend – so why is he so smiley and friendly towards you? he whines, iwa-chan! let’s practice volleyball! hajime nods, and tooru smiles but the smile turns into a frown, when hajime asks if you want to join them. perhaps you notice tooru’s poorly concealed irritation, because you shake your head and reply, it’s fine. you two play. I need to get home.

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he’s twenty and in japan. he’s at his family home, sitting under the kotatsu. outside, the snow is falling and the wind is strong. tooru wonders where home is. is it here, in japan? or is home argentina? it’s strange, he thinks. he remembers when he first moved to argentina, and the difficulties of living in a new country. but now, a year has passed, and he’s fallen into a comfortable routine, abroad. still, there are days when he misses his mother’s cooking, but the feeling isn’t as heavy as it once was. the doorbell rings, and his mother opens the door. he hears footsteps entering the living room, and it’s you. he blinks and is speechless. after all, tooru hasn’t seen you for over a year. smiling wide, you say tooru! it’s been so long! he stands, walks towards you, and you both embrace. he’s missed this, missed you. neither of you let go of each other, and tooru is fine with that. minutes pass, and it’s you who lets go first - but your hands are still on his arms. looking at him, you say, tooru you’ve grown so much! he chuckles and replies, well of course. i’m not a high-schooler anymore! the snowfall grows and the wind cries louder, but both you and tooru are sitting under the kotatsu, reminiscing, laughing, smiling. and as he looks at your smile, eyes crinkling - home, tooru realises, is where his heart belongs. and his heart belongs in both japan and argentina.

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he’s sixteen and it’s valentine’s day. he’s received letters, cookies, chocolates. some – with shy smiles, and hopeful eyes – have given him honmei choco. tooru appreciates the gifts, he really does. but he’s simply not interested, and it’s not because his standards are ridiculously high, or that dating is frivolous. it’s because he has no time. after all, volleyball is an insisting mistress – it takes up most of his schedule. and because of this, tooru cannot commit to a relationship, cannot give a person his all –

(perhaps one day in the future…)

– tooru! you say. he looks up, and you’re standing in front his desk, holding a small translucent plastic bag, and inside it are small pieces of chocolate. homemade, he thinks. you stretch your arm out, smiling, and say, I forgot to give this to you in the morning. happy valentine’s day! tooru accepts the chocolate, thanking you. he watches you leave the classroom, and his smile remains. later at volleyball practice, tooru learns that you had given hajime store brought chocolate.

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he’s twenty-five and no longer living alone. everywhere he looks, there’s a piece of you – your toothbrush, your clothes in the wardrobe, your shoes at the entrance – and it still feels unreal. unreal: he can now hold you, kiss you, make love to you. once, oceans and seas were a barrier between the two of you. you were the sun, and he was the moon – both on opposites sides, never meeting. still, tooru is not ignorant, he knows there will be days when you yearn for familiarity. he too, was in your position years ago. and he tells you this, tells you not to bare it alone, tells you it’s okay to feel homesick. you look at him, fondly - and tooru thinks the years have treated you well -and then, you rest your head against his shoulder, drawing invisible patterns on his arms, and say, as long as I have you, i’ll be fine.

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─ the waiting game

summary: ever since you knew about your feelings for your brother’s best friend, you knew you’d wait for him. no matter how many times he might’ve rejected you, you’d wait for him.

pairing: iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader

genre: fluff/slight angst/humor; you’re waiting for a guy for thirteen years (don’t do that irl unless it’s iwaizumi), brother!oikawa, you’re stubborn as heck (and a simp)

warnings: language!

length: 9.2k words (my finger slipped)

a/n: woo i churned this out in two days, i can’t even believe- anyway, i hope you like this!! this is based on american school systems since im from the us :) lmk if you’d like more long bullet scenarios like this (or shorter lol)

AGE 5

you’re a cute kid

but you’re three years younger than your brother and his friends so they don’t think so

but does that stop you from interrupting their play dates and hangouts until you’re well into high school? no, of course not

you’re insufferable

just like your brother, tooru

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─ brew-tiful

summary: you aren’t the most social person on the planet hence the reason you tend to avoid the crowded coffee shop not far from your dorm. but when you’re forced to go and get your most needed coffee, you had no idea the change your life would undergo when you walked through those doors. the cause of the change? the dumb charming barista behind the counter flashing smiles whenever he saw you.

pairing: oikawa tooru x reader

genre: barista!au; strangers to lovers, strangers to friends to lovers, fluff!! oikawa’s a real sweetheart and major flirt uwu

word count: 7.0k

a/n: this is a cross post from my skz blog so dw if you’ve seen this fic before! oikawa seemed to fit the role perfectly (and @diorzumi​ told me to ly rheya uwu) so i just went with it lol.

taglist: @crescenttooru @iwaizoom @mirakeul @kimkai-is-my-man @jeannie-beannie @camcam1617 @lvrkuroo @kookie-doughs @mellowknightcolorfarm @waitforitillwritemywayout @toworuu @miyalove​ @hikariakaashi​ @kurooru​ @akinorii​ @haajiime​ @satosimp​

you never walked into the campus café that was a convenient distance from your dorm building, mainly due to how crowded it always was. you hate crowds. crowds mean noise. noise means distractions.

but while looking out the large glass windows at the sight of the café as you stood in front of the empty vending machine, your thoughts change.

i need a coffee to help me stay awake to write this damn essay, you think to yourself with a frown etched onto your face.

looking back at the vending machine, your eyebrows furrow in frustration. huffing to yourself, you turn around and leave the dorm building, pulling the hood of your sweatshirt over your head when you notice the damp ground and the sound of light rain hitting against the pavement.

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─ struck by you

summary: you’re not really one to go to college parties because of your focus on your studies but who knew one party could blossom the relationship with you and one of the cute frat guys hosting it.

pairing: bokuto x fem!reader

genre: college!au; all fluff (bokuto’s a rlly fluffy guy in this ok); frat guys are kinda meh but frat guy!bokuto? hm an exception.

word count: 11.0k

warnings: mentions of alcohol; language

a/n: so, this is going to be a series of frat guy!hq so that’s why i have some allusions to other characters! bokuto’s tend to stray away from parties but oh well aslkjasd. hope you like it! who are you looking forward to seeing next? i’m open to suggestions!

gen taglist: @angrylittleriri​ @iwaizoom​

welcome to the frat house! meet bokuto!

he’s what you refer to as, the life of the party

he’s there to hype you up and get you dancing

(master of the keg stand)

will befriend you in seconds!!

yeah, he’s that guy

10/10 best boy though

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─ starstruck

summary: being known for your bright personality easily gets you a soft spot in the hearts of the many people you’ve come to meet and know as you go through university. you can light up a room with just your smile and when you finally meet the guy that doesn’t react the way everyone else does, your eagerness to receive that reaction from him only grows. they say ‘don’t poke the bear’ but of course, you just can’t help yourself.

pairing: kyoutani kentarou x fem!reader

genre: college!au, tatted!kyo, bubbly/happy!reader, fluff//angst; (his hair is longer and cuter now i promise)

word count: 8.8k

warnings: language and slight mentions of smoke/alcohol

a/n: i don’t even simp for this guy how- anyways, ig i just thought he’d be the perfect fit for this. who’d you like to see next? (header will change bc i don’t like it) sorry this took a little long to post!! :(

taglist: @matsukas @cafemiya @oikcore @crescenttooru @tetsurolls @mirakeul @kimkai-is-my-man @jeannie-beannie @camcam1617 @lvrkuroo @kookie-doughs @mellowknightcolorfarm @waitforitillwritemywayout @toworuu @bbykutos @haajiime @miyalove​ @hikariakaashi​ @kurooru​​

welcome to the frat house! meet KYOUTANI!

only in the frat because of his buddies from high school (they forced him to join)

v antisocial because he doesn’t like people.

how he got in the frat? a mystery.

he’s got the dark and brooding aura (i.e. all black, leather, tattoos *mwah*)

spends the parties in the back on the outside patio, smoking.

will get girls from time to time trying to tame him but it never works out for them.

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this was so good 10/10 masterpiece 😭💖

romancing

part of the promptly yours collab ✿

synopsis. running a romance advisory podcast with oikawa tooru means clashing and feuding with him because you’re too hopeless while he’s too realistic. practically everyone on campus listens to it, which is why you have no idea that your co-host has started asking the show for love advice since he’s fallen for someone. for all you know, oikawa tooru does not fall in love, but you don’t know what’s changed.

or maybe it’s been there the whole time, you just haven’t been paying attention.

pairing. oikawa tooru x female reader

word count. 23.6k (give this a chance pls)

genres. fluff, comedy, angst, enemies to lovers au, college au, podcast au, soccer player au

warnings. swearing, way too much banter, petnames, this fic is unedited (as always) but all my fics are unedited so—

authors note. you know what. this is my form of apology for always writing oikawa angst drabbles, by making this — whatever this is — fluff monster. this is my new baby titan. please treat it gently LMAO

Welcome to Romancing, a romance advisory podcast hosted by two broke college students who are only doing this to pass their Speech Communications class. Nothing really special, except for the fact that the two broke college students starring this podcast hasn’t actually been in any form of romantic relationships. Fun, right? If you believe so, tune in every Friday 8pm for mediocre content and send in your love letters for your story to be featured!

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Happy Halloween 👻🎃

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I binged read all of these and I have no regrets

COLLECTION  [ updated : 09 30 2020 ]

— overview: evil schemes, a media obsession, an angel a little too freaky for his own good, and everything in between.  — no reposts: didn’t write this for some pussy unoriginal ugly ass hoe on wattpad to steal it bc they’re unoriginal and ugly — sexy banner: by my uhhmazing friend @daechwlta​ <33 — all silly facts: about this found under #ncouple — Copyright © 2020, 1kook on tumblr

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GOODBYE IM DEAD

I could spend my whole day just staring at him

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it’s 2061 and we’re still thinking about my time performances