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jotatetsuken · 2 years

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cardigan

features: shota aizawa x f!reader

submission for: @fuwushiguro 's “First Kiss” Collab and one of my writeups for Junichi Suwabe-san's birthday

type of writing: oneshot

trope: meet-cute

prompts: “You kissed me.” “You kissed me back.” “And I’m not here to apologize.” - @creativepromptsforwriting @creativepromptfills

warnings: mentions of injuries, people being toxic towards the reader, angst is involved, mentions of fighting, tad bit of creepiness from mineta lol

summary: the reader has the quirk named bandages where her fingers turn into bandages that can extend to higher places and restrain enemies. however, she can use the bandages on multiple people or objects in one go, meaning once she restrains an enemy, she’s vulnerable to an attack from another enemy that she hasn’t caught yet. on her last mission, she injured herself and is in the process of recovery. however, a chance encounter with a pro hero changes it all.

song: cardigan by taylor swift

beta reading: @animated-moon (I am so so so grateful <3 :'( )

tagging: @akaashi-todorki @kiiraes @cuz-like-why-not @oyasumiares @tiddieluvr @beware-of-the-rogue @dnphs @miikoos @cirigiri @sabyss @ffsg0jo @solamoure @hyeque @ambieux @saltyvanilla @haikyutiehoe @gumiresque @kaminarili (taglist form)

number of words: 2784

a/n: happy easter everyone! <3 i was looking into the symbolism behind the song and this is what i found: "this is a song that’s about long lost love, and looking back on it and how special it made you feel, all the good things it made you feel, all the pain that it made you feel," and that's when an idea popped into my head. i'd been working on this story for months together for my oneshot compilation on quotev, but i'm glad that i got to do it now, i'm crossposting it btw. i hope y'all enjoy it :D as always, likes, comments and most importantly, reblogs are appreciated :D

shyna's seiyuu birthday celebration edition 2: junichi suwabe

It was fall, the winds were turning chilly, but bearable. It was a good time to relax, read a bit, play with your favorite pet and take a break from the life you were living as a temporarily retired Pro Hero. As you lay on the couch in your favorite sweater made by your grandmother, reaching for the cup of hot cocoa on the coffee table, you felt a sudden tug from your shoulder trap muscle and your chest aches somewhat. On your previous mission, you crashed hard on the road, causing your collarbone to snap and the right side of your chest to land on something very sharp, wounding yourself. It had been months since then, but even as you were physically recovering, you were mentally exhausted because you were receiving hate mail from your former fans, who were chastising you for not being there to help when they were in danger and discouraging you from returning because “no one would remember you anyway.”

So, how could you assist them when you were recuperating? How could your supporters, for whom you risked your life to the point where you decided to take a break to recover, turn on you? You were honestly relieved that your true identity was unknown to everyone but your coworkers. This is when one day, you decide to take a break and go to your popular local pet store. While shopping for supplies for your (favorite pet) there, you had your first encounter with a six-foot-tall man with a scruffy beard and unkempt jet black hair, dressed in black pants, a white sweatshirt, and a red scarf wrapped around him. He'd come with his cat, a Japanese bobtail, and was perplexed about how to feed her, so he was wandering aimlessly around in the pet store. You approach him with a smile, saying, “Hello, did you need assistance with anything?”

He turns his face towards you, gives you a confused glance, then replies hesitatingly with, "Uh, sure. You look familiar. Have we met? I'm bad with people, and with pets, ah well, you can see that," as his cat starts jumping around everywhere. You, with reflexes as quick as Ingenium, pick up the cat and start to pet her. This surprises him as you were someone who always had a pet by their side, thereby giving you experience with animals. "We probably have. Is it okay if we shake hands? " You respond, ever so politely, causing this man to softly nod and smile at you, responding by shaking hands with you.

"I'm Shota Aizawa," he replies with a calming yet commanding voice, causing you to widen your eyes. You are actually surprised to meet the legendary Pro Hero, Eraser Head, himself!! "Oh my goodness, are you Eraser Head?" causing him to widen his eyes in retaliation and move backward cautiously. "It's okay, it's okay," you tell him, urging him to calm down by pushing your palms forward. You also hand over the cat to him. “I'm (F/N) (L/N) and I go by (Hero Name).” You bow to him and introduce yourself, “I remember you from the Shie Hassaikai Raid. We were there to rescue…” “Eri.” Aizawa completes your sentence, softly smiling again.

He continues, "Ah, yes. I remember. Thank you so much for your cooperation during that time. Didn't you, however, gravely injure yourself while helping us? " Your shoulders slump in disappointment as you keep your shopping bag aside and show him where you've been injured. "It still hurts like hell, Aizawa-san. I took a break from being a Pro Hero because of that. I'm constantly drained and need a break. I should care if my Pro Hero popularity rankings tank as a result, but..."

"Don't bother," he replies nonchalantly. "People will like who they want to like, and dislike who they want to dislike. Being a Pro Hero is a responsibility we've undertaken to protect them, and if they can't respect you for the injuries you've sustained to protect them, then it's their loss." He may have stated these words matter-of-factly to you, but they were the very words you needed to come to terms with your injury and your need for holistic healing.

You ask now with your mind on the cat, "Aizawa-san, have you named your cat? She looks cute! " "Not really," he says, shrugging his shoulders while petting his cat. "Do you have any in mind?" You reply with, "Aiko. It means little love. She seems the epitome of that! " He then looks at his cat, who he received as a gift on his birthday, initially not wanting to deal with the responsibilities of having a pet, but now that he was going to tend to Eri, someone who not just had a deeply broken and traumatic childhood, but has also been freed from the mental shackles of Overhaul, he felt that Aiko was now a welcome change in his household. “Okay, then, Aiko it is,” he says, petting the cat, who was now growing attached to him.

“(Hero Name) -san,” he calls out to you as you were busy still buying essentials for your pet. You approach him, and he presents you with an interesting proposition. “I want you to be a professor at the UA High School.” You gasp in shock. “Me, but why?” As you both keep walking until you reach the checkout counter, and even after you've left the shop, Aizawa tells you something.

“I'm a man of few words, so when I say I want you to be a professor at UA, I very well mean it. The impact of your contribution is so great that you'd not know it until you see it. From what little I'd seen of your work there and even now, you have the quickest reflexes I've ever seen. This would prove invaluable as you teach our students here. Also, you seem to be someone who wants to save peoples' lives, even when you're not able to, for some time. So, think about it?"

The very next Monday, you would meet Principal Nezu, and soon enough, you signed up to be a teacher at UA High. On your first day, you meet Aizawa there in the staffroom for only a couple of minutes, though it does make you feel better as he recognizes you and calls out for your name.

"(Hero Name), so you're here," he smiles. "I'm glad. Would you be able to help me out with something? " You smile in return, "Sure, Aizawa-san. What's - " He cuts you off by saying, "Just Aizawa is fine, don't worry. I have to go to the hospital to look out for Eri, would you be able to..." You complete his sentence by saying, "sub in for your homeroom? Sure! I shall see you at the hospital afterward." You say with a grin on your face, as Aizawa heads out of the staffroom, nodding in gratitude.

When you enter the homeroom, you could notice a couple of eyes on you. Some were perplexed, some were ecstatic, and others, well, they looked at you as if they'd never seen a female before. You cleared your voice and enquired, "May I please know who the representatives for this class are?" while you kept your books on the teacher's desk. Upon hearing this, a short person around 4 feet tall with a purple hair mohawk made up of four grape-like clumps gets up from his seat and sprints towards you, obviously salivating, even though you quickly recognize him as not the class rep. So, using your quirk, you fire bandages from your fingertips onto him and entrap him against the wall, receiving applause from the class. "Are you the Pro Hero, (Hero Name),?" said a green-haired freckled boy who identified himself as Izuku Midoriya (Deku). You nodded in agreement, surprising everyone, including the spiky, blonde-haired guy at the front.

Then, to your left, you notice two classmates quickly approach by your side, bowing and saluting. Tenya Iida (Turbo Hero: Ingenium) and Momo Yaoyorozu (Everything Hero: Creati) present themselves to you as the representatives, and you grin and say, "Iida-kun, Yaoyorozu-chan, everyone, Aizawa is on leave today, and I'm subbing for him." So I figured it would be a good moment to ask me all sorts of questions about my experiences." This piqued everyone's interest, and Ingenium and Creati decided to keep an eye on the order of the questions. The questions ranged from "what does your quirk do?," "when did you find out that you have the quirk?," "under which agencies did you intern to gain patrolling experience?," "which Pro Heroes are your friends?" and even "how did you fit in your gear?," causing you to shoot an extra set of bandages to the already restrained boy's mouth. That's when the spiky-haired boy, introduced as Katsuki Bakugou, asked you a crucial question: “Are you inflicted with any injuries that have caused you to temporarily retire? 'Cause I'd seen this in the news and I wanted to be sure.” Everyone's mouths were wide open, and you nodded in agreement, indicating where you'd been hurt, when Midoriya questioned, “wait, (Hero Name)-san, were you on the mission to save Eri-chan?”

"Yes, I was, and that's why I decided to retire temporarily since I want to be in good shape before I start working again," you nodded. Then Creati, one of the reps, asked, "what do you think of the hate you've been receiving lately?" which caused you to sigh deeply and ask, "have you ever had a friend who you intentionally or unintentionally mistreated to the point where they feel like an old cardigan under someone's bed, despite them having done a lot for you?" Some of them nodded, while others remained silent. "This is how I'm feeling right now, dear students. As heroes, you will confront adversity; some may abandon you, while others will continue to support you. Some will even advise you to quit forever because no one will remember you anyway.”

When another student, a yellow-haired boy, raised his hand, he interrupted by remarking, “I mean, you can't be there all the time anyhow, so don't you think the fans are concerned about you in some way?” You were ready to respond when you spotted a long, white rope winding around this youngster and hauling him up, and Aizawa retorting, “I guess I'd do the same to you, Kaminari. Don't ask silly questions like that,” the class chuckles, followed by you chuckling, causing Aizawa to smile slightly. “Students, the fact that (Hero Name) has been through so much and is still here to answer your questions demonstrates her strength and willpower. She will be your substitute homeroom teacher from now on, and she will make sure that all of you are nice to her,” and everyone agreed, shouting “aye!”

When school was out for the day, Aizawa walked with you to Principal Nezu's office, the two of you talking the whole time. "Thank you, Aizawa," you reply, causing Aizawa's eyes to narrow slightly. "For what?" "For defending me, it means a lot," you mutter, index fingers pointing at each other, gaze on the ground. Then you looked Aizawa in the eyes and stated, "This initial interaction with the students alone made me realize that whenever I feel mentally and physically drained, especially in our area of work, I should remember the students, the future generations that are learning from us." "Thank you, Aizawa," you say, hugging him and kissing his cheek. As you approach Principal Nezu's office, you're oblivious to the flush that has appeared on the scruffy-looking man's cheeks, as well as the smile that has appeared on his face after a long time.

Months passed, and you were enjoying your new life: while you were physically recovering, you officially joined the UA High School as a Psychological Studies teacher, where you taught everyone how villains think before committing a crime and how heroes solve cases to catch villains and rescue people using real-life examples. The students enjoyed having you around and found you to be easier to communicate with than Aizawa, who appears to be tough to approach. The other professors liked you as well, especially All Might, Present Mic, and Midnight because you kept Aizawa on his toes. Midnight was overjoyed to have found another female instructor to gossip with. You got to meet Eri after the UA High School Festival and learned that she'd finally started smiling, which made you so excited to meet her, so Aizawa took you to the dorm where she was staying and got to bond with her, teach her a little bit, encourage her that she's doing a great job, and play with her and Aiko, telling her that you'd be bringing your pet so that Aiko and he can get along. Eri hugged you before you departed, and the sight of that brought a few tears to Aizawa's eyes.

You and Aizawa began talking in an unspoken language of stolen glances, hands and shoulders brushing against each other, and smiling when they weren't around while getting to know the setting and the teachers. Present Mic and Midnight saw this and planned a teacher-only party to help you bond with other instructors, but that's when Midnight proposes a blindfold game in which you'd have to dance with another person while wearing blindfolds, and when the music stopped, you two would have to kiss. No sooner was the blindfold, than you found it hard to see until a certain calloused hand took yours in theirs and with your right hand in their left hand, your left hand on their right shoulder and vice-versa, and both of you danced to Cardigan by Taylor Swift.

As the person you were dancing with led you to a waltz, you were quite surprised that they were able to do so while blindfolded. The moment the music paused, and you two brought your faces forward, with both of your lips brushing over each other, the partner cupped your cheeks, drew you closer, and enveloped your lips in theirs. While your fingers discovered their locks and fiddled with the hair while kissing, you had an epiphany: this was your first ever kiss, you never really had time to date people and when you did, they were all heartbreakers. Thus, it never got to the kissing phase, so when this happened, you were intrigued as to who it was, and then you felt the stubble brush against your face, and that's when it hit you as well. As you let go of the kiss, you heard a loud roar and opened the blindfold to find Aizawa standing there. You two smiled and blushed in front of each other before stepping away from the spotlight.

You returned home after the party and said your goodbyes to everyone except Aizawa. You weren't sure if you did it on purpose or not, but you drove back home anyhow. You had just changed into your casual clothes and your favorite cardigan and were heading to the kitchen to prepare yourself a cup of hot cocoa when you heard a tap on your door. When you finished, you set the cup on the coffee table and went to open the door, only to see Aizawa panting and standing in front of your front porch light.

"Hello, what are you doing here?" you inquire. He straightens up and answers,“You left without saying anything to me. Do you not want to discuss it?” "I don't know what you're talking about," you responded, shrugging your shoulders. "You kissed me," he said, scowling. "You kissed me back," you retorted. "And I'm not here to apologize," he replies, taking a long breath. You're taken aback by his response. "If you're thinking about dating, Aizawa, just so you know, I'm intending to get back to my fighting," you remark with your arms folded. Aizawa immediately responds, "Please call me Shota. It's nice when you're the one who says it. And it's fine with me. We'll be pressed for time, but we'll make it work."

"I can't believe it, you're genuinely a tsundere," you exclaimed, widening your eyes, allowing you two to relax and chuckle, and with your E/C eyes resting on his crimson orbs, you two wrapped yourselves in a loving embrace and kissed each other on the lips again. At that moment, you were thankful that you got out to break up the monotony, because you wouldn't have a second opportunity at your Pro Hero career or another chance at love if you hadn't.

the amount of love i have for shota aizawa is unreal. the lengths he'd go to protect his students, the fact that he is brazen and unabashed by nature (i'm sensing i had a type here lol), and especially the fact that he's super exhausted and super sleepy, makes me want to just lie down and relax in the midst of calming music. i'm an extrovert so i need to move around all the time, but i appreciate the presence of people like aizawa, who is basically my polar opposite personality-wise like hajime iwaizumi and jotaro kujo (i'm enfj and they're istp). so, i hope this relates to you, somehow. <3

#first kiss collab 💋#shyna muses #shyna's seiyuu birthday celebration #junichi suwabe #shota aizawa #aizawa shota #aizawa shouta #aizawa x y/n #aizawa shota x reader #mha aizawa #shouta aizawa #eraser head #mha x reader #bnha x reader #boku no hero academia #aizawa #musings of an extrovert

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jotatetsuken · 3 years

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Can I Call this Fate? Or Call You Mine? (Tetsuro Kuroo x Fem! Reader)

Summary: Your parents had set up a coffee shop which is also a library, and it had been quite some time since one of them got sick and now you run the coffee shop to keep it going. Tetsuro Kuroo's a sports promoter that has frequented the very same coffee shop for years. However, he'd never seen you, until one day when he came to order and he saw you for the first time.

Tropes: Love at First Sight, Coffee Shop AU, Fate Drives Us Together

Content Warning: Mentions of sickness in the family from Kuroo's and Reader's side (i did not want to make it too sad lol) Please do let me know, however, if I've missed out on any content warnings. Also, I've used some Haikyuu time skip jobs to help me write, so....

Prompt: “You're a regular at our coffee shop and you're normally punctual like a clock, so excuse us for getting worried about you when you finally turn up.” - @creativepromptsforwriting @creativepromptfills

Banners: @firefly-graphics (I can't thank you enough for the awesome work you do)

Tagging: @kiiraes (thank you for suggesting this btw) @mrskenmakozume @cuz-like-why-not @akaashi-todorki @miikoos @saltyvanilla @quirrrky @hyeque @jordyn-degas

Let me know in this form if you want to be tagged in more content like this :D

Number of words: 2122

A/N: So, I had a Taylor Swift song in mind for this write up but I realized that it was turning suggestive, so decided on making a fluffier one instead. A note that the next one will be suggestive so minors can block #shyna suggestives for this :) Anyway, I love him and I hope this write-up does him justice. Y'all know the drill, reblogs, likes and comments are appreciated. :D

Shyna's Seiyuu Birthday Celebration

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I think that possibly, maybe I'm falling for you Yes, there's a chance that I've fallen quite hard over you I've seen the paths that your eyes wander down I want to come too

I think that possibly, maybe I'm falling for you

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Tetsuro Kuroo was always in love with the coffee shop called, "Brewing Tales," ever since he was a kid. When he was thirteen, and Kuroo had just become neighbors with his new best friend Kenma, he and his father were walking along the sidewalks when his father pointed towards the coffee shop and said, "Look, Tetsuro. This is where your mum and I met. I'd come to this coffee shop when I was in my college days and fell in love with this shop and that's where a new barista showed up. She was your mum. Her boss, (L/N)-san was very stern, but very kind as well.

He and his wife used to treat your mum very well, and they were the ones who set us up," and later grinned. However, that expression changed into an expression of solemnness. Tetsuro remembered and later understood. His mother was suffering from a prolonged sickness and before she went into a coma, she told Tetsuro about the coffee shop and to keep going there no matter what. That's when he started going to Nekoma High School, Brewing Tales was quite near to his place, so he and Kenma would go and order cups of coffee and sit there for hours. Tetsuro himself would interact with Mr. and Mrs. (L/N), who would later turn out to be your parents.

Brewing Tales was a place known for comfort, peace, and the best hospitality. Kuroo remembered the first time he opened the transparent glass door with beige borders and a logo of a book with a cup of coffee on top. As he entered, the smell of freshly brewed coffee hit him. It was neither too strong nor too dull. It was just right. The coffee shop had what looked like rust-colored brick walls, but they were just painted that way. The brown ceiling at the top with a pattern of multiple concentric squares with different yellow lights provided an atmosphere of calmness to the coffee shop.

He looked around and saw that the coffeeshop was divided into two parts: the buying part which was not only had the standard items: the coffee making machine, a couple of cashier registers, an assortment of different packets of coffee beans, snacks, and souvenirs, but they also had paintings made by different artists that were looking to boost their career; and the seating part where they had tables of different sizes with plug point sockets nearby for charging and different types of couches and chairs, along with a shelf for books of different genres and another shelf of board games to play with. Whenever Kuroo needed a getaway, he'd come and sit in one of the couches and read different books: from autobiographies of sportsmen and sportswomen to books that talked about economies.

However, once he graduated from high school and moved to a different locality to be closer to the university, he got really busy, and couldn't frequent the coffee shop for long, so he decided on a set time to go, get a cup of coffee for takeaway once a day and he'd leave. He never forgot to speak kindly with your parents and with the baristas, tipping generously whenever possible. Amongst the baristas, he was known as the "handsome and kind man who's always on time." Once he started working, however, he decided to move back to his family's place and thus he lived closer to the coffee shop again. This time, he made it a point to go there twice in the evening at 9:10 am (because it takes 20 minutes for him to travel to work by car), and 6:30 pm (when he'd clock off work and would be on his way back home).

But, the first few times when he went there, he couldn't find the couple that was kind to his parents. So, when he approached the cashier's desk, that's when his eyes lay on you for the first time. You were wearing a white t-shirt, with a brownish beige apron, you were tying up your (H/C) hair in a bun, and had your hands on the back as it was aching very badly. Your (E/C) eyes were gleaming as you were smiling at him like you'd normally would at a customer, saying, "Hi! What can I get for you today?" Kuroo approaches you and says, “hi. Two things. Firstly, I'm wanting to get a caramel macchiato to-go. Secondly, I'm looking for Mr. and Mrs. (L/N). Would you by any chance have an idea as to where they are?" Your expression turns solemn for a moment, then smiles again. "One caramel macchiato coming up, as for the second thing, would you like to talk personally?" Kuroo nods in agreement and he walks along with you to another corner of the cafe where you sit at a table. You then say, "Mrs. (L/N) is currently very sick, so Mr. (L/N) is taking care of her, while I'm looking into the cafe."

Kuroo places his hands on his head, trying to process all the information. His breathing hitches and he's unable to digest the information. "Mum and dad told me about you," you say as Kuroo widens his eyes at you. "Mum and dad? Wait, you're one of their kids?" You nod in agreement saying, "Yes, I'm the eldest one. They told me about how your parents used to come to this coffee shop, how they fell in love, and how my parents were witnesses to their wedding. It's a shame that we never met before, because clearly, this is a case of fate right here," you softly smile at him. He subconsciously holds your hands with glossy eyes, saying, "(Y/N), is it? I saw the badge. I'm so sorry this is happening to your family. They've been very very helpful towards my family and me. Please let me find a way to help you."

Holding tightly onto his hands, you say, "Kuroo-san, I appreciate it, so much. However, we don't need monetary help. We are currently lacking baristas and we need new ones. Even part-timers would do. I know for sure that you're one of the few loyal customers of ours, and we don't want to lose you." Kuroo's gaze at you lingers, especially now carrying a sense of urgency. "I want to help you as a friend, (Y/N). If that's okay?" You sigh and then nod, saying, "Okay, we need a couple of people in the evening shift and one guy in the morning shift. That's all. Are you sure about this, Kuroo-" You were interrupted when Kuroo put his index finger on your lips, saying, "Call me Tetsuro, (Y/N). I'm absolutely sure."

The next day, he came in the evening, when the crowd had died down, bringing three of his friends along with him. Two of those faces looked especially familiar to you whenever you'd scroll through your social media. You asked, kind of confused, "Tetsuro, who did you bring?" He smiled at you and said, "people to help you. This is my best friend, Kenma Kozume, the world-famous-" "Kodzuken," you replied, with Kenma mouthing "thank you," and you chuckled a bit. "Wow, and wait, that's..." Tetsuro then points to the "Yes, yes, I was going to come to that. He's Kotaro Bokuto, one of the best aces in Japan right now." Bokuto grins at you, responding with a "hey hey hey (Y/N)," causing you to giggle again.

However, you'd never imagined one of your other childhood friends that you'd lost touch with to be here. "Wait, is that Keiji? Keiji Akaashi?" Akaashi looked at you and had his mouth gaped wide open in shock. "(L/N)-san?" He cried out to you in response. You excused yourself from the nearest barista who then took over the cashier register while you ran to Keiji and hugged him. Tetsuro was quite surprised at this exchange. When you came out of the hug, you had tears in your eyes. "Tetsuro, Akaashi was one of my middle school friends before he moved to Fukurodani. He was one of the best friends I had, but we sadly lost touch. Oh, how you made my day by bringing him. Thank you so so much. It's really nice to meet all of you. Do you all want to get started?" The first few days were hilarious, watching them learn the jobs of being a barista. Kenma especially looked tired as he didn't want to be in the morning. So, Kenma and Akaashi were put on the evening shift, while Bokuto and Kuroo were put in the morning shift.

The business then started to pick up in the last couple of days. You were even able to establish a daycare center for parents to drop their children, and for the children to feel less lonely and involve themselves in various activities. Both of your mothers eventually got better and both of your parents started to hang out again. Now and then, you'd pop in and see Tetsuro sitting with the kids and reading out stories and playing with them. You thought to yourself, "I think I like him, mum." The moment you said it to yourself was when Kuroo turned to you, smirking and winking at you, causing your mouth to gape open and your eyes to roll, only for you to turn in the other direction and immensely blush. You, however, were oblivious of the fact that there were days that Kuroo would stay longer at the coffee shop, just to be able to have a one-to-one conversation. There was a pull you two had towards each other, that both of you could never explain.

One day, it had started to rain when he was coming back home. His car had gotten stuck in a puddle, so he decided to take a bus. During the bus journey, he was listening to the song "Falling in Love at a Coffee Shop," by Landon Pigg. As he was composing himself by closing his eyes and breathing deeply, images of you flashed in my mind. From the first time, he saw your smile, to the time you spoke with him about fate. From the time you hugged Akaashi and thanked Kuroo, to the moment you had the secret exchange of glances at the daycare center. That's when he had an epiphany: He needed to tell you how he felt for you. He didn't want to wait for a single second anymore.

No sooner did the bus reach the bus stop, than he opened the umbrella and dashed towards Brewing Tales. He looked at his watch while carrying the umbrella in another hand. It was 6:40pm. Sighing and spewing curses in the air, Kuroo ran to the coffeehouse to protect himself from the pouring rain. He was glad that only his hair had gotten wet, albeit a little bit, not too much. Scruffing his jet black hair, he walked to the cashier, and suddenly a smile came upon his face when he saw you. "Oh, I'm glad that you're here." You chuckle and say, "Well, Kuroo-san, we should be saying the opposite," turning to the baristas who nod in return, causing Kuroo to laugh and blush, while looking down at his shoes. "You're a regular at our coffee shop and you're normally punctual like a clock, so excuse us for getting worried about you when you finally turn up.”

He asks one of the baristas, giving them a knowing glance, "Can I borrow her, please?" Everyone grinned and said in unison, "Please, please, go ahead, pushing you away from the cashier position and towards him. "Tetsuro, what's wrong?" You smile, confused. He holds you by the wrist and drags you out of the coffee shop and says, " (Y/N) (L/N)," huffing along, "When I first saw you, I was captivated by your (E/C) eyes, and when you told me about your family, it made much more sense for us to meet. I don't really believe in fate, but in the choices that we make. So, can I call this fate? Or call you mine?" You were first shocked, then your breathing hitches, but in the end, tears stream down your cheek as you smile at him. Meanwhile, Tetsuro's umbrella flies away in the air and he screams, "My umbrella-" It was now your turn to hold him by his wrist, pull him closer to you, and place your lips on his with your hands on his cheeks. As you two kept kissing in the rain, both of you were oblivious to the presence of your parents in the cafe, seeing this moment unravel before them. That's when Kuroo's mother spoke to your mother, "Just like what we predicted would happen." Your mother nodded in agreement.

I honestly had fun writing this, idk if it was upto the mark, imagination wise? However, I hope y'all like it :D

#Spotify #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo tetsurou #tetsurou kuroo #tetsurou kuroo x reader #kuroo fluff #coffee shop au #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x y/n #shyna muses #musings of an extrovert #yuichi nakamura #shyna's seiyuu birthday celebration

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Oh oh oh gojo when you’re angry/crying because of him

Hey youuuuuuu! Thank you so much! So so sorry for the delay, but here ya go!!

Satoru Gojo when we're angry/crying because of him:

When you first started dating Satoru Gojo, you were well aware that he was a prankster.

However, that didn’t bother you one bit. In fact, on April Fools' Day, you had a tradition, a competition between the two of you when it came to who'd come up with the most pranks, and the loser would be punished in unique ways.

Life with him was an adventure and you were looking forward to being on this ride with him. However, when you two started to live together, this trait of his would cause more harm to your relationship than good.

You started to slowly have difficulty trusting him to do menial chores in the house because he'd be busy being distracted on his phone for way too long. Because he's a jujutsu sorcerer and according to him, “the strongest one at that,” you thought he'd be busy dealing with work, so you'd let it slide once or twice.

But, one day, near the kitchen sink, when it was his turn cleaning the dishes, you found yourself creeping upon him, and eyeing his phone, only to see that he has a group chat with his students as they're planning on pulling a fast one on Principal Gakuganji!

It ticked you off at that moment, especially because for the past couple of days, you were clearly under the weather unable to do everything properly. “Satoru Gojo,” you called out to him, causing him to jolt in shock.

This caused him to drop his phone in soapy water in the sink. He turned his direction to see you under a blanket, scowling at him, with a red nose, ragged breath, and messed up hair.

“Oh, look who decided to show up,” Gojo sneered at you, “(Y/N), why are you such a party pooper?” He may have said this statement because he was irked with you for the time being, but it pierced through you.

Out of nowhere, tears streamed down your cheeks, which hurt your nose all the more, because as it is, you were sniffling. “Oh, so I'm the party pooper, eh? Well, I'm sorry, 'Toru, if I'm unable to participate in your shenanigans in Jujutsu High because I'm sick,” you replied with a curt response, emphasizing the last word. For someone who was the strongest sorcerer, and was the smart one, he was completely oblivious about his girlfriend's condition.

Guilt began to sink in the white-haired, blue-eyed man as he approached you, took the blanket off you, took off his black jacket, and put it on your shivering body. He cups your head with his hands, kisses your forehead, and says, “I'm so sorry love.” Putting the blanket back on top of you, he continues, “We just recently got out of an important case, which the Old Man didn't handle well at all. Because we went in his stead and handled it much quicker than he was supposed to, we were very irritated with him. So, I decided to play a prank on him. Hence, I was preoccupied. I should've been better,” and he locks you in an embrace. “Satoru,” you reply, still sniffling, “I know this is something that you've never done before. Been in a serious relationship. But, we're in this for the long haul. In the exciting AND in the menial day-to-day moments, too. So, I want you to be able to take responsibility whenever you can, okay?” Gojo nods at you, replying “yes, I will. Let me make you some soup.”

Releasing you from the hug, Gojo notices a stain on his white shirt. While he starts to look for his phone, he notices the stain.“Oh, when did this spot come ab-” he was about to complete his sentence when he was sprayed by the water from the sink. He then notices that the water was coming from the sink shower that was left amongst the dishes. His eyes widen when he realizes that because you were cleaning the dishes last night, it was you who was playing a prank on him all this while. He then hears you laughing in response, shouting, “April Fools', Satoru!” That's when Gojo decides to run to catch you, chuckling and exclaiming, “ oh yeah? Let's see about who wins this time!”

Lol, this took me a while, but I hope you enjoyed it Icariaaaa <3

Shyna’s Seiyuu Birthday Celebration Event

Tags: @bmthevick @akaashi-todorki @hyeque @mrskenmakozume @ohtobiors @wakatshi @aizumie @hyeque @izu-fi @saltyvanilla @scandescent

#shyna's seiyuu birthday celebration #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen x reader #anime drabble #jjk headcanons #musings of an extrovert #jjk fluff #jjk gojo

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Icarus (Keigo Takami x Reader)

Summary: You had been in an endearing relationship with Keigo Takami, aka the Number 2 Pro Hero, Hawks, for quite some time. Yet, despite the fact that you possess a quirk called Dark Wind where you can “produce shadowy gusts of wind, thus trapping victims in wraithlike spheres,” you've never tried flying while doing so. So, Keigo suggests flying while trapping both of you in a sphere. What happens when you fly too close to the Sun?

Warning: Reader has a bit of acrophobia (fear of heights, like me), Hawks eating fried chicken (I ALWAYS FOUND THIS WEIRD LMAO HELP), mentions of symptoms of vertigo, accident, trauma, Hawks' wings being soft and cuddly (yes Ro your imagination's helping me out here hehe). Also, mentions of sun burning? Also, there will be mentions of being scared, afraid, fearful. Please let me know if I've missed out on any more warnings.

Shyna's Seiyuu Birthday Celebration

Number of words: 3075

Tagging: @kiiraes @akaashi-todorki @cuz-like-why-not (I definitely thought about you for this) @miikoos @novaresque @kennyb0y @beware-of-the-rogue @burnthoneymint (also, thank you so much for the moodboard Sil, it definitely helped with my inspiration 🤍) @saltyvanilla @hyeque

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A/N: I’d planned this to be done during the Seiyuu birthday celebration week…but didn’t happen lol, anyway let's talk about this guy!! I think it's only when I came to watching Kuroo that I'd noticed that he, Gojo, Bruno and Hawks have the same VA. So I was very surprised and I started to get invested in his character. He seemed like an enigmatic character to me. Now, I know about the lore of Icarus and how pride goes before a fall. However, in my head, I had this image of Keigo flying with the sun setting in the background, and this song came in my head. So, let's see how it goes. Also, did I tell you, that I have acrophobia as well? I recently figured it out in May 2019 when I went on a rollercoaster in this park called Six Flags and it was named The Batman 🤣 but yeah, I hope this writing resonates with you as it does with me. Also, anything related to My Hero Academia (the character, the setup) belongs to Kohei Horikoshi but the storyline is mine, so reblogs, likes, and comments are highly appreciated <3

Your hands protect the flames From the wild winds around you

Icarus is flying too close to the sun And Icarus' life, it has only just begun

"Would you like more fried chicken, baby?" Keigo calls out to you while chomping on some wings, but you're distracted by the view from your balcony. You turn to him, raise an amused eyebrow, and say, "I still don't understand how you can eat fried chicken when you're literally a..." "A bird?" It caused you to flare your nostrils in irritation as he mocked the way you said it. He chuckles and extends his hand with a smile, saying, "c'mere, mi Amor," to which you point and say, "Listen, honey, you've got to wash your hands, okay?" He laughs. You see him walk over to the nearest basin to wash his hands, and when he returns, he notices you standing with your arms folded, and you exhale exasperatedly. He then pulls you into a warm embrace, oblivious to your protests. His wings were curled about you, massaging your back with their points. The tension in your shoulders then dissipated as you melted into his embrace.

You first encountered Keigo on a mission when he ended up saving you rather than you saving everyone. When learning about all of the current Pro Heroes, that's when you'd come across his name. You'd discovered that he'd founded his own hero agency at the age of 18, while you were only starting out as a pro hero. This motivated you to persevere and carry out your responsibilities to the best of your ability. While on patrol, you were able to apprehend several thieves and other petty criminals thanks to your one-of-a-kind quirk. You also had rapid reflexes, allowing you to detect problems and fly accordingly. However, while everyone was praising you, none of them were aware that you had had acrophobia when you were a child when you first discovered your quirk and attempted to fly with it. That's when it ruptured, causing you to fall and bruise your knees. Even though there were no serious injuries, you still have flashbacks from the episode that make you nervous.

Whenever you were above a certain height while you were entrapped in your sphere, you were grateful that you were in the sphere, as even the slightest downward eye movement caused your heart to pace, your brain to feel dizzy, and your breathing to hitch all the time. However, you were able to put on a smile and pretend that you were okay, until one day when, on your patrol, your sphere burst and you started falling. You could build another sphere, but it would consume the extra energy from you, causing you to panic, only to feel some hands underneath you as you were flying higher. You turn and to your surprise, you saw that it was Hawks lifting you. Heaving a huge sigh of relief, you kept thanking him profusely for saving your life when he said, "it's okay, (Y/N), right? you seemed out of it anyway. You should take a breather. I'll help you out," giving you a big smirk as he flew with the help of his wings.

The next time you saw each other was at a party, where he kept bothering you about that moment, prompting you to become irritated with him until he answered by placing a hand on your shoulder and stating, "I was only toying with you, (Y/N). I assumed you'd be used to that by now," leading you to frown at him while he enjoys it. So when your friends put you up on a blind date with him, it irritated you because your friends knew how much you disliked his seemingly heartless nature. You went forward with the date anyway because you needed to get over your ex, who constantly mistreated you and made you feel useless, even getting angry when Hawks saved you. However, when you do meet Hawks when you see him, he's wearing this black shirt with beige pants and a brown overcoat. He even styled his usually unkempt blond hair, but still kept the yellow visor on, taking it off whenever necessary.

You subconsciously bite your lower lip in nervousness, because you were supposed to be furious at the whole ordeal, yet his charming look seemed to have melted you temporarily. Shaking your head, you take your seat and sit opposite Keigo. "You're Hawks, aren't you?" you asked, with your arms on the table and your chin resting on your palms. "All of my friends keep telling me I should date you." "Sounds like they have fantastic taste," grinned this smug-looking Pro Hero. You scoff at his response, flinging your head back. You snicker as you swat your hand in the air. "Is that true? Do they have a good sense of taste? I had no idea they had trouble telling the difference between cocky men and confident men." He chuckled, "Cocky? Me? Aww, why did you think so? " You furrow your eyebrows and respond, "I will not deny that I was in awe of your stellar career. However, do you even take the job seriously? One mistake, and my reputation is in ruins. But you? You seem to care a hoot about these things!"

"Oh, so that's what it's all about? The time when you fell while flying?" He said it very nonchalantly, as your breathing hitches all over again. "Hawks, please!" you say softly when he puts his hand on yours and says, "Keigo, call me Keigo. We're on a blind date and should be on a first-name basis." You were clueless about the impact of his voice, but you were sure that his calm, smooth voice caused your trembling heart to feel much better. "Do you, by any chance, have acrophobia?" Keigo finally says it, causing you to open your eyes wide in shock. Unaware as to how to reply, you nod in agreement. A smile appeared on his countenance, after which he said, "Don't worry, (Y/N). We'll look into it together. Okay?" That's when you felt the baggage in you slowly subside.

The next day, determined to overcome your acrophobia, you decide to join his Pro Hero Agency. Sure, Keigo's seemingly nonchalant behavior did irk you at times but, he did keep telling you to look straight at the horizon while flying, instead of looking down. As time passed by, you had no qualms while forming these gusts of wind, to form spheres to trap you and Keigo in them. There were times when he put his arms around your waist, to help you stay steady. Also, should the sphere burst again, you'd fall down and Hawks' wings would be able to support you and fly you to the ground, safely. Over the months that passed by, every touch of his would slowly start to send shivers down your spine, albeit for different reasons. Firstly, out of sheer embarrassment, then out of feeling a sense of comfort, and then eventually, out of a sense of feeling something for him. You, however, would refuse to admit that you'd started to feel for him. The moment you admitted it to yourself was the moment you'd start to avoid him.

It had been a week since. Every day when you’d wake up and still curl in the pearl white comforters with the window above your head with the sun slowly shining her magnificent hues on you, he would always be the first person you’d think of. “I want to fly with him,” you’d mutter to yourself when you, in fact, weren’t even ready to confess to yourself that you like him. Whenever you’d come to the office during that week, you’d hear him chirpily call out your name as he’d walk towards you, but you’d try your best not to speak much unlike the usual banter the two of you would share. You'd simply ask for your orders and then excuse yourself. Hawks found this amusing and figured that you were wanting to be focused on your work and on honing your quirk, so he'd decided to ignore you, until the day Tokoyami showed up.

In your first case with Tsukuyomi on your team, you had ignored every order that Hawks would give you, rather you'd do the opposite. This irked him so much that he held your wrist as you were walking past him, and he ordered, in an albeit louder tone, "Listen, (Y/N), I understand that you're working on yourself, but when it comes to teamwork, I will not let you jeopardize that. Alright?" You then turned to him and decided to do what you should've done before, "Hawks, I'm sorry," staring at him with an apologetic gaze on your face. "It's just that lately, I may or not have been developing..." you couldn't continue as you shrugged your shoulders in embarrassment, while a tint of blush hit your cheeks.

He then cups your face with one of his warm hands, saying, "If you're saying that you developed feelings for me and were too scared to face them, so you began to avoid me, then a) the training didn't help you mentally, and b) you were totally oblivious to my feelings for you. Either way, I don't want to let our relationship get in the way of saving lives. Alright?" That's when he holds hands with you, giving you a slight glimpse of assurance that he's not going to leave you. He then drags you metaphorically to an unknown future, where moments of self-doubt like these would occur, but a gentle pressing of your hands followed by the brightest smile that Keigo's ever given, conveyed to you that at least you won't be going through this alone.

Still immersed in his embrace, you say to him, fake coughing, "Honey, you're squishing me." He replies, "No, I'm not planning to let you go," and hugs you tighter. The moment he slowly releases you from the hug, you slither out of the hug like a pro, chuckling all the way. Smirking at you as you are walking away from him onto the railing of the balcony, he hugs you from behind. He has his chin on your left shoulder trap muscle, his stubble slightly grazing against your skin, causing you to feel lightly ticklish. You mentally resign to the fact that he wasn't letting you escape out of his sight. Since the day you two had confessed your feelings to each other, it'd been four years. During this time, you'd not only grown closer to Keigo and had fallen in love with him, but he had also helped you overcome your fear of heights. In addition, you helped him get over a lot of baggage from his past. The phobia did mitigate for a while, however, there were certain times where flashbacks occurred and the symptoms manifested all over again.

“Oh look, babe,” you call out to Keigo as you point towards the Sun. As he looks at what you point out to him, both of you observe the multiple colors she radiates as she slowly starts to set in. “Babe, have you read about Icarus?” he softly asks you, causing you to feel flustered. Ignoring it, you continue, “yes, I did. To escape the maze they were in, his father Daedalus made wings out of feathers and wax but warned him that if he was to fly too close to the ocean, the weight of the wings would cause him to drown and if he flew too close to the Sun, then the wax on the wings would melt. When they started to fly, it was hard initially, but Icarus picked it up quickly. Too quickly to a point where he thought to himself to fly a little higher, that's when he flew too close to the Sun. Because of his hubris, the wax in his wings..."

He smiled in response and said, "...started to melt, causing him to fall into a sea and drown. I see that someone read those books that I gifted to them on their birthday," and kissed the temple of your head, causing you to smile in response. Suddenly, a weird thought creeps in your head and you look into his eyes and ask with a raised eyebrow, "Please don't tell me that you want to take me and fly to the Sun to see the sunset up close. Do you?" He smirks again, saying, "well, I see that you can read minds too. Impressive," carrying you by your waist to the top of the building, give you one of his visors, asks you to bend your knees along with him, and jumps off the edge while you screamed, "Keigo, stop! What the heck?!" He shouted, "Keep looking straight, do not, even for a second, lose focus. Activate your quirk, stat!" You take a deep breath, then controlled the gusts of wind near you with your hands and waved them around like you would wave around a crystal ball, causing the wind around the both of you to darken and form a sphere, but leaving out a small opening enough for your faces to see the direction with which you're flying.

You did as what he instructed you to do, to not lose focus on the Sun, not even for a second. However, as you kept concentrating, you felt your heart beating fast. You started to contemplate. The Sun melted the wax off Icarus' wings, but Hawks' wings? They could scorch and burn...plus the Sun is a ball of energy. The energy itself would cause a difference in the air pressure causing the sphere to burst. You start talking with a tone of concern, "Keigo, please don't be impulsive. The Sun will burn your wings.."

"I know it will," he says. "Listen, when I told you that I want to help you overcome acrophobia, I meant it. Now is the chance." Wait, you start to think, all of this, is to help you overcome your fears? You roll your eyes at him and say, "You know something, Hawks? You're really off your rocker right now." He shrugs and chuckles, saying, "Tell me something new, (Y/N). Now, charge towards it." The plan seemed really bizarre, but he flapped his wings harder as you kept controlling the gusts of wind around you and let your focus be on the Sun. No sooner did you come near her, however, than the heat waves started to warm the sphere around you. Even though you were able to see shades of purple, red, and orange all over the sky, she was still a huge ball of energy. She gave life and she could take it away too. That is when he shouted, "(Y/N), look down!" You couldn't believe what Hawks was asking of you right now. Nevertheless, the moment you looked down, the sphere burst, causing you to lose your balance, and when you thought he was holding you, he let you go. he let you go. You were not sure whether he did it accidentally or on purpose, but suddenly, he let you go.

You did not want to scream when you started to fall, as you were a Pro Hero and had a reputation to establish, however, you were scared. With fear controlling you, you immediately made a sphere and trapped yourself in, again. This time, you exhaled sharply a couple of times and let the sphere dissipate back into the air. You widen your eyes to realize that you were on a houseboat, decorated with fairy lights, white and beige curtains, and a table set up for the two of you. Wait, what? "Did you like my surprise?" You heard a familiar voice call out to you and you see him approaching towards you, with the very same outfit that he wore on the blind date where you two met. You scowl at him, in anger and shout, "How dare you let me go? You said that you wouldn't..." He puts his hands forward to calm you down and said, "Listen, how do you feel now? Really?"

That's when you took a deep breath and turned around to look at the Sun still setting down. You then looked up along the path you took to reach the boat and that's when you realized that your fear was slowly slipping away. Maybe he gave the phrase "face your fears" a new meaning. "Keigo did you..." He pulled a chair out for you and said, "plan our four-year anniversary date? yes, plan the flying? no not at all," and continued to laugh. You gave him a straight face as you sit down in the chair he pulled out for you. When he does sit down, however, you notice that a part of his wings had been burned, and his hands had gold glitter on them. "Keigo, are you okay?" Your mouth gaped wide open and your eyes were widened in concern. He then holds your hands in his, covering your hand with glitter as well, saying, "I'm fine. I knew this will happen. But, at least, you'll now be able to soar for a long time," he smiled softly at you. "Happy anniversary, you flying chicken," you say, giggling, "I love you." He chuckles and says, "Happy anniversary, baby. Here's to more flying and falling," grinning at you. You furrowed your eyebrows at him, lightly hitting his hand, saying, "Gosh, will you stop it, Hawks?"

If you’ve come till here, thank you so much. Hope you have a great weekend ahead. Also, I need a Hawks now, help. Also, finally, finally, finally. I finally did it. I sincerely hope you enjoyed reading it. <333

#shyna muses #hawks #hawks x you #hawks x y/n #mha hawks #takami keigo #bnha hawks #keigo takami #keigo #keigo takami x reader #keigo takami x y/n #keigo takami x you #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #shyna's seiyuu birthday celebration #Spotify #musings of an extrovert #icarus

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jotatetsuken · 2 years

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Updated: 3 Days to THIS! I can't wait to do this again!!

16th come soon already!!!

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jotatetsuken · 3 years

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He Left Too Early (Tetsurō Kuroo x Reader)

Summary: You had a good friend that you'd lost touch with for years on end, and you receive one call about that friend that you were not able to process at all, at least by yourself. You knew that you needed to call someone that would be able to comfort you the most and that someone would be Tetsuro Kuroo.

Warning: Reader's going through an angsty situation (friend's death), there will be fluff, mentions of anxiety, panic attacks and crying. Please lmk if I've missed any other trigger warnings. You can block #shyna angst if it gets too much.

Shyna's Seiyuu Birthday Celebration

Number of words: 1482

Tagging: @akaashi-todorki @cuz-like-why-not @quirrrky @mrskenmakozume @ohtobiors @hyeque @jordyn-degas

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A/N: The Seiyuu birthday celebration week is still going on, but, when I wanted to post about Kuroo, it was kind of hard to think about what to write actually. I mean, he may not be my first Haikyuu crush but he definitely was someone that helped me get over a lot of pain from my previous relationships, and reading certain fanfics and headcanons made me fall in love with him, more, to a point where I'd ended up writing my first ever fanfic, dedicated to him. Last year, I'd learned that a good friend of mine passed away from a heart attack and he was 24. I didn't know how else to grieve, I cried and sobbed, and then, this story comes out. So, to be told that I was jumping on the I love Kuroo bandwagon just to copy someone, discredits the personal experience I underwent in loving him and it hurts (long story lol). Anyway, I miss you VT. You left too early. Also, anything related to Haikyuu (the character, the setup) belongs to Haruichi Furudate but the storyline is mine, so reblogs, likes, and comments are highly appreciated <3 This was cross posted from Quotev (attached the link too 😄)

Barbara: Hey.

Y/N: Oh, hey. What’s up?

Barbara: I don’t know if you heard about Victor?

When someone mentions the phrase, “I don’t know if you heard,” I feel a big sense of numbness in my chest. Because of course, there’s a negative connotation to it. And here, Barbara’s talking about Victor Tyler. My junior in school. Someone I’d called my younger brother. He’d been there through my tough times in high school and had never left my side even when people avoided me. I tried as much as I could to be there for him. In fact, it was him through which I got to know Barbara Boyd, another junior. She was kind and so was he. Their eyes were so full of life and joy that they’d inspire me to keep going in life. I’d last met Victor 4 years ago in a café to catch up with him. He seemed excited about what was coming in the future. I wish I could’ve been there for him more often. But life got busier. Wait? Why am I overthinking again? Surely, it’s because he’s getting married or something…did he?

Y/N: Wait. What happened to him?

No reply. Okay. Something is wrong.

Y/N: Barbara. Tell me. Barbara.

Barbara: He passed away. Last night.

Silence. All I could hear was silence. My ‘baby brother’ was gone. Guilt was seeping in, so was disbelief. This cannot happen. Wasn't he online just a couple of hours ago? I wasn’t in touch with him for so long. I wish I was. No, this can’t be happening. Surely this is a joke.

Y/N: Wait. How?! What happened!!?

Barbara: Cardiac arrest.

My brain couldn’t process anything. Guilt was starting to dwell and sadness was trying to find its way in. I needed to know what had happened. Barbara later called to explain the situation and what had happened. She was told that his heart had given away at night. He’d had heart issues for quite some time when he was a kid. (And I barely knew about this, although I could see him struggling with physical exertion even at a young age.) He even underwent surgery and he was slowly recovering. What was more irksome is that he was finally happy in every aspect. He seemed to be settling down in every way. But, he wouldn’t get to experience his happy ending ever. Why is life sometimes so unfair? Barbara had found out through a friend who posted a story on social media and that's when I was slowly starting to come to terms with it. I wanted to be strong for Barbara, so I tried holding my tears. But later on, after hanging up, I immediately called Kuroo ‘cause I needed to hear his voice.

The Tetsurō Kuroo. Yeah, the Nekoma High Volleyball Team captain. Although we’d graduated from different schools and started working in different places, it was quite recently that we started dating. We were getting serious. I was able to share stories about my life and he, about his. We'd experienced a roller coaster of emotions together. And while as a friend and a boyfriend he could get really cheeky with his sense of humor, he always provided a space for me to be vulnerable with him, and he’d not hesitate to be vulnerable with me. Hence, for this moment, I needed to hear him. I was trying to process it all, but I couldn’t do it alone. I needed him.

Kuroo: “Hey, kitten. What’s up, everything okay?”

Y/N: “Hey babe, remember I once told you of a close friend from school who was like a younger brother?”

Kuroo: “Oh, yeah. Victor was it?”

Y/N: “Yes, babe. Umm…he...he passed away.”

I could hear a gasp and some sniffles from the other side. Kuroo didn’t know Victor, but he knew my adoration for that boy, and I could tell he was crying. For me. Because I wasn’t able to. I could also hear some noises in the background. Traffic maybe?

“Kitten,” he sniffs, "are you at home?”

“Um, yes. Why?”

“Okay, I'm driving to your place now. Look out from your balcony, in about 10 seconds.”

“Huh-“ I could see in a couple of seconds, that he was there in his car waiting for me to sit next to him. I locked all my bedroom doors except the balcony one and found a way to sneak out and sit on the shotgun seat of his car. It's not that my parents were strict or anything. On the contrary, they were the best support system I could've asked for. However, it was weird that the environment I was in made me feel claustrophobic like I needed air to breathe. So, no sooner than I got to sit in his car than we drove around for some time, stopping at a beach nearby in the night because he knew how much I like the sound of waves.

The car ride was filled with silence mixed with some calming music in the background. Kuroo, initially being his introverted self, was aware of how everyone acted around him and as soon as he came out of his shell, he made it a point to stay attuned to people's emotions, so that he wouldn't lose touch with who he was. This was what made me fall in love with him.

We parked the car close to the beach. The sound of waves crashing onto the rocks seemed to have a calming effect on me. I looked into Tetsuro’s eyes and there didn’t seem to be any light in them like he always did. They seemed blank, staring into nothingness, but he had to steel himself up for me. His small, warm smile then sent me to tears, as if he was telling me it’s okay to cry. Dang you, Tetsurō Kuroo. He hugged my disheveled self and kept my face on his chest so that I could bury myself in it.

“Babe,” I start to vent out, “he was just a kid. He left this world too early. He didn’t have to die of an effing cardiac arrest. He was..*sniff* so *sniff* young…oh baby, this is so not fair. I wish I could tell him how much I loved him. But all I can say is that I miss him and I’m sorry that I wasn’t in touch with him...I..I..I didn't know he had a girlfriend until *sniff* the day he died. How am I supposed to *sniff* encourage her *sniff* when I am unable to *sniff* come to terms with it *sniff*...I...I.."

“I know, babe. I know. Kitten, I have a feeling he knows even if he’s not here in the world right now. My love, I’m sorry for the pain you’re in. This, however, doesn’t change the fact that there have been instances where you’ve made an impact in his life and he’s made an impact in yours. Focus on that moments. Make him proud. Don’t just tell your baby brother you love and miss him, show him. He’ll receive the message. And as for his girlfriend, if you know her, which you probably do,” Kuroo smiled again as he patted my head with his hand, lifted it, and said, "I know that you'll find a way to comfort her even if she doesn't see it that way. You've experienced loss before, and you will again, but these experiences should make you stronger and help people in need." He brought my face close to him, kissed me on my forehead, and then kissed me on my lips. It was a kiss of sincerity, of protection, of pure love. Something which I was craving for right now. He then hugged me, letting me bury my face in his chest again, as Fix You by Coldplay was playing in the stereo of his car.

“I’ll try, love. I’ll try. Hope you’ll be proud of me, Victor. Someday.”

Victor was one of the boys who knew about my struggles with relationships and I was waiting to tell him about Kuroo, but he was gone. He’d have been proud to know that there was finally someone to be my equal. And the girl that Victor left behind? I can’t imagine what’s going through Hannah’s head and heart. I knew her in school as well, and if I’d get to meet her, I’d offer her a hug and assure her that he’s with her wherever he is. A friend of mine told me this, "There is no right or wrong way to grieve, there's no timeline for grief, and it looks different from day to day." So, I'd tell her to take time to grieve as much as she needs to and I'd offer to be there for her whenever she needed something. That’s the only way she can cope. That’s the only way we can cope. By being there for each other.

#shyna angst #tetsurou kuroo #tetsuna #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo fluff #haikyuu x reader #musings of an extrovert #shyna's seiyuu birthday celebration #coping mechanism #Spotify

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jotatetsuken · 3 years

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Shyna's Seiyuu Birthday Celebration (Part 1 if it goes well)

Alrighty, I have an announcement lol.

In the spirit of celebrating Yūichi Nakamura’s birthday (who is he, you ask? He’s the VA for Tetsuro Kuroo, Satoru Gojo, Hawks, Guren Ichinose, Bruno Bucciarati, etc, etc and one of my favorite Japanese VAs 😻😻), for the next few days, I’ll be writing somethings for some of the characters he’s voiced.

That’s where you guys come in. Through the asks, please send me a favorite character of yours that he’s voiced (among this list ofc!) and any fluffy/platonic/angsty situation and I’ll come up with something. A Drabble or a headcanon, or a oneshot or any of the combination of the two. Who knows? 😄

Eg: Tetsuro Kuroo, when you’re sick

Something like that

I’ll be writing for Tetsuro Kuroo (Captain and Timeskip both), Satoru Gojo, Hawks, Bruno Bucciarati and probably Shigure Sohma and Guren Ichinose too 💕💕 Keep in mind that this is a SFW blog, so expect no smutty stuff. But if there are suggestive stuff and it makes you feel uncomfortable, you can skip for sure :)

Tagging some people ‘cause I think they might enjoy this: @cuz-like-why-not @novaresque @beware-of-the-rogue @dearmegumii @kuroosmikasavolleyball and anyone else who wants to chime in ❤️

Here's a sub masterlist just for this VA:

When You’re Angry/Crying Because of Him (Satoru Gojo x Reader)

When You tell Him that You “Want a Baby” (Guren Ichinose x Reader) (Sweater Weather)

He Left Too Early (Tetsurō Kuroo x Reader) (Fix You)

Icarus (Keigo Takami x Reader)

Can I Call This Fate? Or Can I Call You Mine (Tetsurō Kuroo x Reader)

Knock You Down (Satoru Gojo x Reader x Bruno Bucciarati)

I Knew You Were Trouble (Tetsurō Kuroo x Reader)

Oh and you can reblog this if you’re interested ofc!! 😁

#Yūichi Nakamura #tetsurou kuroo #gojo satoru #bruno bucciarati #keigo takami #hawks #Shigure sohma #Guren Ichinose #please don’t let this flop #ask games #ask aisha #musings of an extrovert #Shyna's Seiyuu Birthday Celebration

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jotatetsuken · 2 years

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I GOT ONE FOR YAMI! you (reader) tending to his wounds after a mission 🥰

FNCNFMMSMS OMG ILY GEN 😭♥️ I LOVE YAMI SUKEHIRO SO MUCH I DONT EXPRESS IT ENOUGH

Shyna's Seiyuu Birthday Celebration, Edition 2: Junichi Suwabe

TW: Mentions of blood, punching

The thing about Yami, for those that don’t know him, is that he always only wears a white vest, black trousers with an extra layer of tan leather, and the Black Bulls robe. (I mean look at the GIF below, omg I love him.)

So when he goes on a mission, you, a fellow soldier in the Black Bulls, an acting vice-captain while Nacht is away, always go along with him.

You not only almost never see eye to eye with him, but also possess healing magic (like Mimosa and Kahono) but with sand and mud, so you’d find yourself to be handy in many situations.

People will think that you worry too much about him, and you scoff it off, swatting your hand in the air, saying, “I’m most certainly NOT worried about him. He always wants to put himself at risk and that’s not very wise of him.”

However, you start to overthink and wonder, “why am I so worried whenever he’s wounded? Why am I so worried when he puts himself on the line for everyone’s sake, I have no clue what’s happening…”

In one such mission, before Yami could use his katana, the enemy punches him so hard on the stomach, that he ends up coughing up blood and the katana flung elsewhere. He managed, however, to still stand even after the enemy lay a barrage of punches after him.

You got so pissed at the enemy that you used your sand & mud magic to create a quagmire on the ground for the enemy to be sucked in, only for the head to be seen, and you knock them out with a nice knockout punch with sand.

You then rush to Yami’s aid, make him sit up, your lips quiver, and say, “Captain Yami, are you okay? Let me heal you real quick…” That’s when you notice that Yami’s breathing had gotten ragged for a while and while you were approaching him, he first swats your hand, saying with a stern tone, “I’m fine, (F/N). Go look out for others. Don’t worry about me.”

Then, you glare at Yami, speaking with a more stem tone, “Captain, I don’t mean this in the slightest disrespect, but you’re surely out of your goddamn mind if I’m supposed to let you go like this when your presence is of utmost importance. The mission isn’t over, you’re still needed.”

Yami then sighs, and says, “okay, my stomach hurts real bad.” To which, you nod, and lift his vest slowly to see his abs being battered and bruised but when you take a peek at his chest, you see that he even took punches there. So, you had no choice but to rip his vest apart.

He then glares at you when you do so, saying, “Oi, are you out of your mind? What do you think you’re…” causing you to put your hands on his mouth to keep him quiet as you say, “I have another vest for you to wear. Besides, I’m not gonna leave to hang dry, or do you want me to?” you smirk at him, while he smirks back, sighs and says, “fine then, brat. Go ahead, do your magic.”

You then use your mud magic to create patches of mud near the bruises, and the sand to absorb the blood on the body and moving your hands in a swift motion, the mud and the sand roll off his body, causing his body to heal up faster. However, that’s when you get a clear view of his chiseled body. Your mouth gaped wide open as you saw his proportionate chest and abs and wondered as to how he was able to maintain such a body in the midst of these crazy missions, while Yami sat up, lifted your face up by your chin, smirks at you again, and says, “like what you see?”, causing your cheeks to fluster heavily, and your eyes to go in a different direction.

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I hope this helps 😭

Also tagging @thoughtfullyrainynightmare and @simpingforthisonedeer ‘cause it’s a Black Clover post after ages baby!!!

#yami sukehiro #black clover yami #yami sukehiro x reader #talk to aisha #🗡 gen #musings of an extrovert #shyna’s seiyuu birthday celebration #shyna bonds with moots #junichi suwabe #tw blood #black clover headcanons #black clover x reader #black clover #tw blood mention

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jotatetsuken · 3 years

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Announcement: SHYNA’S SEIYUU BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION - Part 2: Junichi Suwabe

So, part 1 went alright. But, it can get better :D:D

Since Junichi Suwabe's birthday is on the 29th, I'll rather start getting requests a week earlier, than after his birthday for a week.

That’s where you guys come in, again. Through the asks, please send me a favorite character of yours that he’s voiced (among this list ofc!) and any fluffy/platonic/angsty situation and I’ll come up with something. A Drabble or a headcanon, or a one-shot. Maybe a combo of both? Idk let's see 😄

An example of a request is here. Keep in mind that this is an SFW blog, so expect no smutty stuff. But if there's anything suggestive, angsty, or dark and it makes you feel uncomfortable, you can skip it for sure :)

Note: If you want to request for smut and dark content related to them, please send an ask to @musings-and-moans 💋🤭

Characters that he's voiced that I will be writing for: Shota Aizawa, Daiki Aomine, Ryomen Sukuna, Yami Sukehiro, Leone Abbacchio, Sakunosuke Oda (Odasaku) and maaaaaaybe, Viktor Nikiforov :')

Tagging some mutuals: @cuz-like-why-not @beware-of-the-rogue @novaresque @saltyvanilla @arcanestage@thoughtfullyrainynightmare @mrskenmakozume @festive @pencilpoked-heart @deeplyinlovewithriri @miwaizumi @tiddieluvr and others who wanna chime in hehe

This is open for everyone and a separate masterlist will be made for this VA :D

Sub- Masterlist:

When You’re Tending to his Wounds (Yami Sukehiro x Reader) (request)

Cardigan (Shota Aizawa x f!Reader)

Do You Really Want to Date Me? Part 1: Gold Rush (Daiki Aomine x f!Reader)

#shyna announces #shyna’s seiyuu birthday celebration #junichi suwabe #my hero academia #kuroko no basket #jojos bizarre adventure #bungou stray dogs #jujustu kaisen #black clover #musings of an extrovert #yuri on ice

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Knock You Down (JJK x JJBA Crossover)

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x Fem! Reader, Bruno Bucciarati x Fem! Reader

Trope: Love Triangles, Modern AU, Mafia AU mixed with College AU from JJK side

Summary: Set up in an AU where there's no presence of supernatural abilities (like cursed energies or Stands), you'd come to Italy to start a new life. That's where you meet Bruno Bucciarati, the owner of the Libeccio restaurant in Naples, and he might have a secret to hide. Despite reeling over your previous breakup, you decide to befriend him anyway, and both of you date and fall in love. However, on the 4th anniversary of the opening of Libeccio, you and Bruno have a chance encounter with Satoru Gojo, who's a professor at Tokyo University, and your ex-boyfriend with whom you had a terrible breakup, and he's looking to make it up to you. Who will you choose? Or would you be able to choose?

Word Count: 5785

Warnings: Mentions of drug trading, mafia, a tad bit of harassment, trauma, dying, suggestive content (like mentions of having sex and stuff), nightmares, anxiety, breaking in, punching, shooting. Please lmk if I miss any <33

Beta Reading: @saltyvanilla ♥️♥️

Brainstorming: @cuz-like-why-not ♥️♥️

Taglist: @beware-of-the-rogue @2dmensupermercy @bmthevick @akaashi-todorki @mrskenmakozume @ohtobiors @novaresque @tiddieluvr @pencilpoked-heart @quirrrky @megumischubbycheeks @sabyss @hyeque @cirigiri @izu-fi @p-antomime @xshinigamikittenx

Please fill this if you want to be a part of the tag list for this story and for more JJK, JJBA, and other fandom content :)

Shyna's Seiyuu Birthday Celebration

A/N: So, Feb 20th was Yuichi Nakamura's birthday and I figured why not do something different? Well, about Satoru Gojo, it's very rare to find people that don't like him, and for good reason too. He's smart, he's strong, he's witty, he's cheeky, he's very good-looking too. His blue eyes are so dreamy...okay okay I digress. Then I restart watching Golden Wind and I come across Bruno Bucciarati and I'm like Bruno, omg Bruno! What a guy! I absolutely love this man and his power. So, I came up with an idea to do a crossover :D That way, two of my favorite fandoms can come together ^_^ In any case, I'm having a JJK and JJBA brain rot rn xD Anyway, the storyline is mine, the banner's mine too, but all the characters of Jujutsu Kaisen belong to Gege Akutami and of Jojo's Bizarre Adventure belong to Hirohiko Araki :) Reblogs, likes, and comments, especially reblogs, are highly, highly appreciated.

Song: Knock You Down - Keri Hilson ft. Ne-Yo, Kanye West

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Say you gotta take the good with the bad, happy and the sad But when you bring a better future than I had in the past Oh, 'cause I don't wanna make the same mistakes I did I don't wanna fall back on my face again

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Your tired body slumped into the bed of your hotel room, completely exhausted. As you lay on the mattress, the softness embraced you, making you feel comfortable and relaxed. You made this room your temporary home when you fled Japan without telling anyone except your closest friends and family members. You didn't want to live in an environment where your past memories tortured you day after day, month after month. Each corner of Tokyo brought back memories of a certain someone, and every time you thought of him, your heart ached. You wanted him back, you wanted your bed to be occupied along with you by a certain silver-haired man whose azure eyes still linger in your memories, but you couldn’t.

Your decision to move to Italy was made seemingly on a whim. Your desire to travel to Europe led you to learn some European languages, of which you quickly learned Italian. It provided a significant benefit to you, especially when you were unable to communicate in English alone, not that you couldn't. English was your second language, and you were quite proficient in it. Italian was, however, better aid when people asked you for your belongings, money, or anything too valuable to lose than English was. You decided to explore Naples and discover its natural beauty after getting tired of the hotel food. The plethora of colors that adorned the buildings and the pristine blue sea that kissed the sand all too often completely awed you as you walked along the streets of Naples, felt the breeze graze your skin, and breathed the fresh air. The next thing you know you're on an ominous street full of drug dealers.

As you turned either way, you felt an uncertain feeling creeping in. The pace of your steps increased as your breathing hitched by the second, only to be abruptly halted by a strange-looking individual. Jet-black hair complemented his light brown skin, and he wore a red t-shirt and black jeans. He then began to approach you. “Hey, baby,” he said while cornering you to a wall, coming closer to you and saying with a smirk, “you seem to be new here in town, by any chance, do you have anything on you, if you know what I mean?” You nod your head in denial and start to stutter, “no...no… I don't," when a hand lands on the man's shoulder. That’s when you turn to see another man who may not look like what you'd normally see, but he seemed to have an air of authority around this place. “Oi,” that man scowled, “what do you think you’re doing, harassing this girl?” The first man shuddered in this man's presence, crying out to him, “I'm so sorry, Signore Bruno...please spare me.”

When you finally turned to “Bruno,” you got to observe him up close, causing the tremor in your breath to slowly subside. He was quite tall, around 5 feet 10 inches, clad in an all-white suit covered with black spoon-like symbols with zippers all over the place. His suit also had an open chest with a lace-like top or a tattoo. There was something unique about his hairstyle. The chin-length black hair with bluish-gray highlights, with straight-cut bangs covering his forehead, was adorned by a braid that went along the top of his head with a hair clip at each side of the bangs. This complemented his beautiful skin, sky-blue eyes, and the warm smile that crept upon his face when he looked at you. Bruno then looked at the man that made you feel immensely uncomfortable and insecure and with his left hand, punched his face, growling at him, “as long as I am alive, these streets will not have any drug trade at all, and if I catch you so much as coming near her or anyone else for that, I'll make sure you'll never see the daylight again. Now, scram before I smack you again.”

This caused the stranger to shriek and disappear into another building. As you trembled in fear with your eyes closed, you clutched your purse. While all kinds of thoughts were running through your mind, you heard a calming "hey," causing you to break free from your train of thought. “Are you okay? 'I'm so sorry about that.' Bruno said in a calm tone, sensing that you were overwhelmed by what just transpired. You nodded in agreement, replying in broken Italian, “Yes, yes, I am. I was just wanting to get something to eat, when...” Bruno then chuckled in response, leaning against the wall with you, and said with a smile, “First of all, I do know English well, so we can communicate in that if you're comfortable.” This causes you to heave a sigh of relief as he continues, “Secondly, I just happen to know a restaurant, called Libeccio, just down the street.” You think about it for a moment, until he shrugs and says, “their squid pasta, porcini mushroom alfredo and grilled scallops are good.”

You nodded your head fervently, excited to go along with him, but you didn't know when you'd get to meet him next, after all, you didn't know his full name. “Excuse me, Signore,” you say as Bruno turns to you, after which you reply, “Can I please know who you are and how I can thank you?” He closed his eyes, smiled, and said, “I'm sorry, Signora, I forgot to introduce myself.” He puts his right hand forward and says, “Buon Giorno, I am Bruno Bucciarati, and you?” Sensing that Bruno seemed very kind, you smiled back, shook hands with him, and said, “Hello, I am (F/N) (L/N). A pleasure to meet you!” Bruno nodded in agreement, took you by your hand, and walked to Libeccio with you. You were certain Italy did seem to be a kind country now.

No sooner did Bruno and you enter Libeccio, than one of the waiters called out to him, “Signora Bruno, you are back!" How are you doing today? Would you like your usual?” Bruno chuckled in response, saying,“Hello, Lorenzo. I hope your family is doing well. Yes, please, I would like the usual for today. Also, to my right, someone who needs to be treated in this restaurant like family. Her name is (F/N) (L/N), and she’s new to Italy. We’ve got to show her the best that we have to offer!” All the waiters nodded in agreement. Lorenzo had brought another chair for you to sit beside Bruno, and they brought porcini mushroom alfredo for the reader and squid pasta for him. When you joined your hands and muttered “Itadakimasu,” and then dug in to eat, you couldn’t take in all the flavors that were bursting in your mouth. You were in awe of this dish, for some reason. You turn to Bruno and say, “this is the best thing I’ve ever eaten! How did you know of this place?” Bruno smiled at you and replied, “I actually own the place. It’s been a year since I opened this restaurant.” Your eyes widen in surprise as the fork falls off your hand, and your mouth gapes wide open.“But... you...”Bruno grins, saying, “you didn’t think you’d meet a restaurant owner, huh? So, tell me, (F/N). Where are you from?” You continue to eat and look at him while replying, “Japan. I wanted to start a new life in a new country, so I’m going to be working as a college professor in Maths.”

Bruno nodded in understanding as they continued eating as he noticed the tremor in your replies. “F/N,” Bruno calls out to you, causing you to turn to him while taking a glass of water. Exhaling, he asks, “I sense you're running from something. A prior relationship turning sour, I suppose.” Hearing this, you almost choke on the water in shock. How in the world did he figure this out? He smirks and continues, “I have a unique way of sensing when someone is lying. Usually, seeing people’s sweat or their heart pace as an indicator," he said while taking your wrist, checking your pulse rate, and beginning to think. “Hmm,” Bruno said. “You're not exactly lying, but you were hiding the fact. That's okay. I apologize if I got a bit too nosy. I didn't mean to pry. If you were from the enemy territory, however...”

“The enemy territory?” You ask. He nods in agreement, “I am a part of a mafia gang.” This new piece of information hit you like a brick. Trying to process all you'd gathered, in disbelief, you nervously chuckle and stand up from your seat. “Oh, um, I guess it's time to say bye…” until Bruno halts you by grabbing hold of your wrist and inquiring, “Where do you think you're going?” Your body starts to tremble, with you telling him, “Umm, I've seen it in many movies, this is how it goes when one learns of the other's identity…” Bruno laughed loudly, saying,"Oh, (F/N), you pure soul, I was just joking, don't worry." Your eyes widened in shock.“Really?” Bruno nods, “Yes, I'm not dangerous. I'm not a part of a mafia gang. It's sort of weird, especially because it's normal in Italy to associate yourself sometimes. However, I am friends with some, who I believe will want to bring change within the gang. Besides, people respect me here. They come to me to seek help in various situations. This is despite them knowing who I am. Why would I betray them, hmm?” You bite your lower lip in contemplation. You look at Bruno and realize that he seems trustworthy, but you need more time especially because of your past. He interrupts your train of thought by asking, “Would you like to get to know my friends? Maybe that will help you understand me more?” After a pregnant pause, you reply, “Uh, yes sure.”

Bruno then takes you to another room which had a few people talking among themselves. Clearing his throat, he gathers everyone's attention. “Everyone, this is (F/N) (L/N). She's just moved to Italy recently, and she seems to be in some sort of trouble. We need to look out for her, alright?” Everyone nodded at Bruno in agreement. Putting his hand on your shoulder ever so slightly, causing your cheeks to be rosy, Bruno smiles and replies. “(F/N), I'd like you to meet my friends, my family.” You look at everyone, causing them to nod to you in response. “This is Leone Abbacchio,” causing you to shake hands with a tall man with his white long hair having its ends spiked upwards.“Guido Mista”, you then meet a man clad in blue and red, with a red hat with blue designs and smiled and shook hands with him. “Narancia Ghirga,” caused the purplish black-clad boy to come forward and fist bump with you. “Pannacotta Fugo." You then turn to a blonde guy wearing a green suit and pants and a blue tie, causing you to think that he’s one of the smartest out of the lot, and then Bruno concludes by saying, “and here's our newest member, Giorno Giovanna.”

The turquoise-eyed, blonde-haired boy with three distinctive curls on the top clad in pink with blue ladybug pins smiles back at you and replies to Bucciarati as he approaches to shake your hand, “Oh, we have met. Hello again, (F/N).” You shake hands with, smile, and nod back at Giorno. Bruno widens his eyes and asks, “Have you? Where?” You turn to Bruno and respond, “Giorno was at the airport when he took me to the hotel. He was very kind towards me.” Suddenly, reality settles in. You were somehow standing in mafia territory and were clueless about what was going on. That didn’t make it easier for you to process. Fear suddenly starts to creep in you, with your heart pacing rapidly and your breathing becoming ragged. You reply with a hand on your chest, “Umm, I’m sorry. I don't know how to take all this in...”

“Chill, (F/N).” Narancia reassured you by coming forward and placing his hand on your shoulder. “We'll look out for you the way Bucciarati did for us.” You turn to him and ask,“Are you sure, Narancia?” Mista then comes forward to your other side, saying,“We're sure, (L/N). We're family after all.” The trembling in your body slowly starts to fade away. “Thank you, Mista. Thank you, everyone.” Over the next hour, you recount details of your past relationship, how everything transpired, and how you still miss him and want him, but can’t, for his safety. “Satoru Gojo, huh?” Bruno replied, causing you to nod in agreement. "Hmm, I'll look out for him for you." You shake your head in defiance and respond, "No, Bruno, that's not necessary." He then grabs your left hand and says, "No, I insist. As beautiful as you are, someone who's here for a second chance deserves one." You nod in reply, smiling in gratitude. That night, when you slept in your hotel room, after years of getting nightmares about Gojo, you finally dreamed of a certain restaurant owner who was slowly calming the storm in you.

Four years had passed since the first time you met Bruno Bucciarati and during that time, you'd learned a lot about him. Over the years, you'd learned that he had a harsh childhood, that his parents had divorced, and that he stayed with his father. You'd also learned the reason he had sheer prejudice against drug dealing was especially that his father caught two gangsters dealing with drugs on his boat and he was shot seven times as a result, dying years later due to complications from the gunshot wounds. What was worse was that the very mafia, whose protection he was planning on undertaking from those gangsters, was the one responsible for dealing the drugs that cost his father’s life. So, he later resolved to overthrow the mafia not by joining them, but from afar. Bruno confided in you that Giorno had joined the mafia with the same objective in mind, and that is how they bonded, although Bruno would tell Giorno to be careful from time to time.

Initially, you didn’t stop missing Gojo, not even for a minute. However, certain words from a former salaryman would keep popping up in your mind: “if you don’t break up with him, his parents are capable of disowning and disposing of him, quietly and quickly. You don’t want that, do you?” This causes you to be unable to sleep many nights. However, hanging out with Bruno’s team greatly helped you by providing you with the necessary environment you needed to survive in Italy. The addition of Trish Una, the daughter of the boss Giorno was working for, made you feel quite relieved as you found someone with whom you could confide. Sure, the pink-haired girl clad in black and hot pink with mathematical designs on her skirt seemed very obnoxious, rude, and spoiled at first, but you later found out that it was a front that she maintained because she never knew how to make friends.

With your similar music tastes, one of your favorite artists being Spice Girls, you two got closer and she later got to know about your history with Gojo. “It is truly sad that it had to come to this,” Trish said, “but let’s say he still had feelings for you, and you called it off with him. He must be thinking that you’re happy now, and he must be choosing to move on. I believe so should you.” You nodded, and Trish continued, “besides, I think Mr. Bruno seems to have a thing for you,” causing you to giggle in response. Then you write later in your daily journal that you were choosing to let Gojo go just for the sake of his safety and happiness.

As time passed by in the four years, you’d bonded with Bruno. You would dance with Mista, Narancia, and Fugo, causing Bruno to smile whenever you smiled. Abbacchio would share the stories of when he was a police officer and you’d bond with them sharing the memories of you teaching Itadori, Fushiguro, and Nobara, and how you missed them. Sometimes, you and Bruno would have deep conversations on your views of life, crime, people, faith, basically everything under the Sun.

Those moments turned into getaways when Bruno was too tired to deal with the people at the restaurant or the restaurant itself. You could see it in his eyes that he needed to sleep. So, there’d be days where he’d just nap on your lap for hours with Abbacchio taking over the reins. During this time, Bruno got you an apartment near the university where you could go and teach and come back safely, while you were unaware that the members of his team, his friends were secretly looking into the information that you provided about Gojo.

Bruno, was in reality, a part of the mafia gang, Passione, along with everyone else. He was especially one of the upcoming caporegimes with his team, responsible for protecting their assigned territory and collecting the protection money from the restaurant and their port of operations. Narancia would use his remote-controlled plane, Aerosmith, to watch over you and check if certain people were coming after you, while Mista kept improving his shooting skills with his gun, Sex Pistols. Abbacchio kept a stock of cassette tapes and recorders for interrogation, while Fugo and Giorno were devising ways to interrogate should Gojo show up using methods like Purple Haze and Gold Experience.

Amongst the number of things that you were doing for him, he noticed that you were slowly healing from the wounds of the past, the smiles on your face now displaying a genuine smile that was far brighter than he’d ever seen. One day, after two years of your friendship with him, while you were teaching in the class, you get a knock on your door and notice that a delivery man came to deliver this bouquet of your favorite flowers to you. When you open the card and see that it was from Bruno, causing you to blush. That was when Bruno knocks on your door, and says, “Hey,” and walks towards you. You then remember the times when he started to become excessively concerned about you and would giggle a tad bit harder at your jokes. He then said, “Giorno and Abbacchio convinced me to confess to you, else they’d take you away from me,” causing you and your students to giggle. “(Y/N),” he then says, holding your hands, “Would it be a problem if you went out with me?” You shake your head in disagreement and say, “No, I don’t think so.” Then, you two hug each other and once you both come out of the hug, he cups your cheeks and kisses your forehead, causing the whole class to erupt in cheers and both of you chuckling at each other.

It'd been two years since you and Bruno started dating and four years since you two met. You were slowly moved by his character, whenever he was compassionate to those around him, whenever he would take care of the residents of the area where Libeccio was. As a boyfriend, he was very gentle, intentional, and giving. Your intimate moments were full of passion and adoration, and he never brought work home. Yeah, Bruno moved in with you around that time, and you were actually considering saying the L-word to him. However, whenever you did, Gojo's face would materialize. You kept thinking to yourself as to why Gojo never left your subconscious.

One day, in the kitchen, while you were cooking something, you felt someone kiss your cheek and heard a "Y/N-chan" in the air. Your mind was wandering because you were confused, but when you came to your senses, the water that was boiling was about to spill, causing you to flinch. Bruno ran towards you and closed the stove, enveloping you in his arms. "Oh my god, (Y/N), I am so sorry. Are you okay? You don't look like it..." As kind and caring Bruno was, your mind did not stop thinking of Gojo, but you were not going to tell him that.

You ended up confiding in Trish, who said, "I know what you could do. On the fourth anniversary of Libeccio, say that you love him, despite Gojo’s image popping up. That way, you can truly be able to let go of him, because you have someone else. Bruno is a gentleman, and I don’t want you to lose him.” You nodded nervously, wondering if Mista was right about number four bringing bad luck.

It was the fourth anniversary of the opening of Libeccio. Everyone was excited and came in their best attires. Abbacchio wore a navy suit with green laces, Fugo wore a red suit with a black tie and strawberries, Giorno wore a blue suit with red ladybug brooches, and Narancia, Mista, and Bruno wore their usual outfits but they were well maintained. You wore a black off-shoulder gown with a diamond-studded belt. As everyone was enjoying the party, Bruno clinked his glass with a spoon, garnering everyone’s attention. “Everyone, I thank you all for coming. When Abbacchio and I started this restaurant, it was with this goal in mind: to serve all of you with the best Italian food Naples has to offer, and thankfully, we’ve had our best sales this year,” he started speaking, encouraging everyone to applaud in thunderous roars.

“We even included a small classroom here so that the kids can study, thanks to my dear girlfriend, (F/N) (L/N).” Everyone cheered for the two of you this time, while Bruno placed a chaste kiss on your lips, and he said, “I love you, (Y/N).” As you were about to say, “I love you too,” you noticed the presence of a certain silhouette. You then continued stuttering, “you too. Excuse me, I’ll be right back.” As you ran to the entrance, the silhouette now took the form of a silver-haired, blue-eyed, and shades-wearing man who smirked at you, saying “Y/N-chan!” Your breathing hitched, and your mouth gaped open, as you cried out loud, “Satoru!”

You were in the staff room, preparing your schedule for the week when you heard a couple of shrill voices screeching from outside the door, “It’s Satoru Gojo! The heir to the Gojo Industries! He’s going to be teaching here.” You rolled your eyes as you couldn’t be bothered about him. It was common knowledge that Gojo hailed from an influential family who wanted him to be an heir to their company. This was something that you’d heard often, but what you didn’t know and had learned about it recently, was that he did not want to listen to his parent's wishes. Defiant by nature, he supposedly cuts off ties with his family, studies at Tokyo University with Suguru Geto and Shoko Ieiri, become a top student, gains a master's and a doctorate in Economics, and takes up a job as an Economics professor in Tokyo University.

He then knocks on the door and calls out to you, “Hello there, beautiful!” You were disturbed from whatever you were doing and turned to talk down to him, but then you saw his eyes. His cerulean blue eyes. They really were blue, like no other. As you shook your head to bring you back to the present, you said, "I know you are new here, but could you please act professionally? You can't expect to be around women all the time." Gojo replied with a chuckle. As he leans forward to whisper in your ear, he says, "I know I can't expect anything, but I don't care how many women latch onto me, L/N-san. It's the only one I'm interested in." He smirks and chuckles as you widen your eyes at him, saying, "Have a good day, professor." You then roll your eyes at him.

The next few months would include both of you trying to bond, but Gojo’s nonchalant nature kept irking you constantly, which got him excited. Your banter was known to everyone, and everyone suspected a potential romance brewing. So, one day, You and Gojo were deciding to take additional classes for a couple of students. As you were about to leave the staff room, you opened the door to find it bolted. You banged on the door, asking people to let you out, but to no avail. You then check the time and it was past 9 PM. Reality dawned upon you. You and Gojo were stuck together. He immediately got excited at the idea.

“Come on, Y/N-chan! This will be fun, we can play truth or dare by ourselves.” You roll your eyes at him, and say, “It’s L/N-san to you, and how do you even know about my name?” He got into a thinking posture and said, “Oh, I think you were talking to Shoko the other day and that’s how I found out.” You were about to charge at him when he held you by your wrists and said, “come on, Y/N–chan. I know you secretly have a thing for me.” You scowled at him, only for him to lean towards you and kiss you. You had been kissed a couple of times before, but his kiss was full of passion and desire, yearning to be combusted. You may not have felt something for him, but you definitely wanted to get it out of your system. So, it was safe to say that you had your first time with him that night, over and over, and over again.

You two then began a six-month tryst of being friends with benefits and that’s when you learned that Gojo used to feel lonely at the top. Material wealth never brought him happiness, his parents made him feel worthless, but when he started teaching Itadori, Fushiguro, and Kugisaki, that’s when he felt like he belonged here. There were days where you were so tired of being treated like crap by the university that you’d dash into Gojo’s apartment and spent your day with him: you didn’t have sex, but you talked.

You even bonded with Suguru Geto and Dr. Shoko Ieiri, who were fellow professors in sports management and medicine respectively, and they helped you feel better in every way. One day, after you were done being intimate, Gojo looks at you and tells you, “Y/N-chan, thank you. For listening to me when no one else did, for helping me transition well, and for showing me that I am capable of falling in love.” You throw a small smile at him and say, “So, you finally fell for me, huh?” You chuckled but he did not move an inch. He nodded in agreement without speaking a word, causing you to be shocked. “Y/N-chan, will you be my girlfriend?” You nodded and charged forward to kiss him.

The next few years with Satoru went by like a breeze as you two only focused on your teaching jobs, your students, your friends, and each other. While the sex was on a whole another level, your relationship with Satoru had gotten deeper. He was a fan of excessive PDA so whenever he’d come to you, he’d either give you an Eskimo kiss, or a kiss on the temple or on your lips, just to piss the students off. It became obvious to everyone that you two were in love and couldn't be happier about it. What you two were unaware of, however, was the fact that Kento Nanami, the Gojo family’s trained assassin was lurking around in the shadows, analyzing the both of you.

Satoru has met your family and they liked him, often comparing you to him, filling the atmosphere with laughter galore. However whenever he was asked to introduce his family, he always brushed it off and he never introduced you to them, ‘cause when they did find out, Satoru was called for by his parents, who said that he had to come back to the company and that the university and you were spoiling him, however, he did not budge. You begged him about this issue and asked him, “what is the matter, Satoru? What are you not telling me?” He said, “growing up, my family was always rude to me, always mistreated me, abused me. And I’m supposed to act like it’s all okay? Y/N-chan, the Gojo Industries is actually a front, in reality, they trade drugs to different countries in the world. My parents want me to head the company and take over the trade. I don’t want to. I’m scared…”

Once he did tell you of his familial history, you heard a loud bang on the door. Nanami and Kiyotaka Ijichi broke into your apartment and while Nanami grabbed hold of you, Ijichi grabbed hold of Gojo and started mauling him. While you’re flailing your legs in the air and crying out “Satoru,” Nanami covers your mouth as he drags you into a room, muffling your screams. You could hear a myriad of punches on the other side of the door. Fear grips hold of you, with you feeling like your heart jumping out of the ribcage, sweat profusely escaping down all over, and your breathing being staggered.

The moment Nanami loosens his grip on your mouth, you scream out, “Satoru,” until the blond-haired, blue shirt, beige trousers and green tie-clad man covers your mouth tightly and whispers in your ear while clicking his tongue, “Tch, tch, tch. Did you really think Ijichi will stop? Just because he looks weak, that doesn’t mean that he isn’t a trained assassin. He very much is, just like I am. And I, Kento Nanami, come to bear news from Gojo’s family. Since they can’t get him married to any other person to further advance the control of the trade, because he’s dating you, you have to be the one to call it off. If you don’t break up with Satoru, if you don’t break up with him, his parents are capable of disowning and disposing of him, quietly and quickly. You don’t want that, do you?” This sent shivers down your spine, as your memories with Gojo flash before your eyes. He didn’t deserve to be involved in the midst of nefarious activities. All he wanted was to start a new life.

You nod your head in agreement, causing him to walk out of the room along with you, only for you to find Gojo’s face battered and bruised but smiling at you and then hugging him. Nanami and Ijichi escape, leading you to call Shoko and Suguru to the rescue. While Shoko was tending to Gojo’s bruises, you tell Suguru everything. “Suguru, I don’t know what to do. I love him, but…” He puts his hand on your shoulder, saying, “I know you do, Y/N, but, I have heard of Nanami. He never misses a mark, he always shoots at the target with 100% accuracy.” You glared at Suguru, surprised by what he just revealed to you. “Then, are you saying that I should call it off with him, huh? Where do I run off to?” Suguru then holds your shoulders and says, “wherever you feel you’ll be at peace, because trust me, Nanami will not stop chasing after you until you’re done with Gojo for sure.”

You then turn to Gojo, who is still recovering, and tell him, “We need to talk.” With Shoko and Suguru being witnesses to a beautiful relationship that has to forcefully break down, you tell Gojo this is too much for you and you need to break up. Gojo surprisingly nods in agreement, all the four of you embracing and crying in response. Later, you pack your bags and Suguru helps you book tickets to Italy and you leave the apartment, notwithstanding the fact that you were oblivious to Gojo’s silent sobs and his emotional spirit crumbling behind you.

In the present, you saw a man in a black full sleeve shirt, white trousers, and black shades. With his silver hair, this blue-eyed man immediately caught your attention. “Satoru,” you stutter, “what are you doing here?” He smiled at you, and said, “I came here for you.” You widen your eyes in confusion, “how come?” Exhaling, Gojo says, “I know the truth. About why you broke off with me, (Y/N)-chan. I’m not someone that needs to be saved. I can protect myself. So, with Suguru’s help, I looked into the routes that my parent’s company takes to trade drugs and it turns out that it supplies drugs to Italy. The gang’s name is…”

Your mouth gapes wide open, “Passione. Wait, does that mean…” That’s when you hear Bruno call out to you, and he sees Gojo. “Y/N,” he says softly, causing you to look at him bewildered. “What is going on, Bruno? What are you not telling me?” Sighing, Bruno fesses up. “Y/N, all of us, excluding Trish and including Giorno, are a part of Passione. I found out about Gojo, through one of the routes that his family company takes for trading. I’m in this organization to bring it down, along with Giorno.”

Hearing this causes you to look at both Gojo and Bruno with your face turning pale as you feel dizzy. You were unsure on whose hands to put your life in, causing you to lose your balance. As you are able to faint, you hear clangor around you as you steadied yourself and opened your eyes to see that Gojo has been shot. You turn in the direction of the gunshot to see Mista with his hands up and his pistol in his hand. “No, Y/N, I did not shoot on purpose, he made me do it,” pointing in the direction of what looked like Nanami appearing from the shadows.

You then realized that Nanami never stopped keeping tabs on either you or Gojo. You scream “Satoru,” as you run to him while Abbacchio and Fugo run to catch Nanami. When you see Gojo in a bloodied state as four bullets hit him, memories of your relationship flashes before your eyes. You start sobbing and crying, telling Gojo, “babe, it will be okay, please don’t die on me, please, please” and you swat Bruno’s hand off of you, screaming, “don’t touch me, liar,” as Bruno looks at the whole thing in shock. You were now sure that love definitely had a way of coming around and knocking you down, and you would never feel the same again.

Did y’all think I’ll finish the story here? Hehehe. Not yet, friends. There’s a saying that goes in Hindi, “picture abhi baaki hai mere dost,” (there’s still the movie left, my friend), so if y’all want a part two for this, then this has to be reblogged and liked and commented on. Hehe. <33

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