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traumxrei-archive · 1 year
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Hi hi its me, the strawboy, again
Yeah so. AzuYuu (Specifically Azul x Yuuto my boy) brainrot has demolished me so here are some notes about them at you didn’t ask for : )
-Yuuto feeling that he’s not good enough for anything because of how he was raised, so he mentally convinces himself no one would ever truly love him and would just want his money or something like that
-Azul dealing with his self hatred and expectations for himself, convincing himself that no one would want to be around him without getting something out of it
-Yuuto who’s terrified of his friends leaving when he’s no longer useful to them/Azul who’s terrified of the same thing
-Yuuto who’s still dealing with the trauma of his last romantic relationship; who’s love language (both romantic and platonic) is gift giving and acts of service because he feels like thats all he can do
-Azul who’s not used to people doing things for him without wanting/needing something from him
-Yuuto who does favors for Azul without ever asking for anything in return, Azul pressing him to ask him for something so that he won’t “owe” Yuuto anything; Yuuto who refuses to ask for something because Azul doesn’t owe him anything
-Azul who finds himself intrigued with Yuuto on first meeting because of how “brave” he was for opposing him; Azul who finds himself slowly falling for Yuuto because of how he treated him, even during the contact and then afterwards
-Azul who’s oddly (in his words) touched by Yuuto’s little monologue in the museum after his overblot, Azul who doesn’t know how to categorize how he’s feeling
-Azul who doesn’t realize why he wants to be around Yuuto so much, so he thinks that he just wants to recruit him to the Mostro Lounge because of his work ethic
God why do i make them like this
anyways, i hope you’re having a good day/night/whatever pls drink water and eat a snack when you see this
-🍓
yo T^T what the heck sawyer T^T
legit crying and sobbing bc whyyyy did you make them like that arggrhfgshdfghjsflsjf
the part about giving gifts to azul is like probably the funniest thing ever bc yuuto would persist in trying to give azul gifts while azul would try hard to reject it...and then when azul finally gets it, the whole thing would start again but opposites this time. yuuto telling azul he doesn't need anything at every turn UNTIL yuuto gives in as well (which'll probably take a long time)
and ofc azul is on his bs, trying to convince himself that he's intrigued by an anomaly rather than actually genuinely wanting to be friends n more with yuuto...
thanks for sending this in ^^ it was interesting to see someone else's yuusona interacting w/ twst chars and yuuto's such a good boy sobsss i hope he and azul work it out,,,,,they deserve to be happy arghhh
(and i made sure to take a sip of water so >:DD hope you're also taking careeee)
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heyitsyn · 4 years
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Keeping Up With Seijoh Ep. 2
a/n: lmao this is set in the first ever inter-high so no kyo yet 😢 
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anon:
I can't wait for yn to meet other volleyball teams. Oikawa refuses to let her see Tobio
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I LOVE THIS GIF AND MY HEART LEAPT OUT OF MY CHEST WHEN I SAW THIS LIKE AAAAAAAA
again, we go with the crackheadery
so, basically,,
at this point,, you werent exactly very familiar with the boys but not new so you were kinda already part of the family but there hasnt been any,,,,, deep attraction (??) that developed by the others yet
but this doesnt mean that they arent territorial or protective you!!!
when yall walked in the hallway, you were already catching looks bc wow seijoh just has everything huh
you were walking behind coach irihata until you overheard someone asking where oikawa was and you saw yahaba sweat a little when he didnt know where his captain was
while iwa went to go and get the captain, you had to do a head count to make sure no other player was missing 
kunimi and kindaichi were glaring at other players who were eye-ing you since they were in charge of you whenever iwa or oikawa were gone
but mattsun and makki were publicly making it clear that you were,,, theirs
‘y/n-chan, come give senpai a hug. hes nervous for today’
makki whined and again, you werent very familiar with them yet, but familiar enough to give them their hugs
he hugged you from behind while you reviewed their notes and with his chin on your head, his eyes mockingly glared at the different schools with a smirk playing on his lips
my god were they such drama queens like bls
finally, oikawa arrived and he skipped over to you
‘y/n-chaaaannnn!!!! oikawa-san is sorry for leaving you aloneee!!!!!!’
but you didnt even look at him, continuing your review
‘dont do that next time, oikawa-san. you made iwaizumi-san look for you and held up the team’
you bluntly scolded and oikawa had teary eyes
‘y-y/n-chan, im really sorry! y/n-chan!’
he wailed and ripped you away from makki and into his arms instead
meanwhile,,, the other teams are like 👁️👄👁️
you continued your walk to the gym but oikawa had his arm around you, as if telling others you were his while iwa held your hand as he sent everyone a warning with his eyes like if they laid a finger on you, he would snap their arms in half
it made their blood boil as the eyes of these,,, testosterones,,, kept staring at you and running their eyes up and down and you squeezed iwa’s hand before he could go over and rip their eyeballs out of their face
woah there mister
as you entered the gym’s bleachers, oikawa kept you in his arms and the karasuno team were confused bc they didnt see a manager when they had their practice match
‘yohoo, tobio-chan, chibi-chan’
you sighed and gave the black and orange team an apologetic smile
when iwa smacked oikawa, you bowed slightly
‘sorry about him’
oikawa hurriedly hid you behind him and pouted
‘no, stay away from their sights, y/n-chan. theyre not worthy to lay their eyes on you’
you elbowed him though
‘what kind of nonsense are you spouting?’
‘but you are oikawa-san’s, y/n-chan!’
he whined and tobio was like, ‘oh, another girlfriend then’
bahahaha, hes so used to seeing his upperclassman with a girl and hes just like, ‘best of luck’
you shook your head and raised a hand with a smile
‘hello, my name is l/n y/n and im their manager. please excuse my captain and carry on to your warm-ups’
karasuno nodded wordlessly, taken aback by how cold yet pretty you were
it was like the younger version of their own kiyoko shimizu!!!
the others settled on their seats while iwa and kindaichi leaned over the railing to get a better view but oikawa was disinterested, arm around your shoulder and you were only closer to him due to his warmth
you pouted bc iwa-san was standing and you missed his warmth but oikawa would have to settle for now
the nearby teams that came to watch the match were giving you looks and especially the green-jacket team were staring so,,,, so hungrily,, at you and oikawa twitched at how disgusting it was
you were watching the game but was distracted when oikawa leaned his head on your neck, breath hitting your skin
‘oikawa-san? are you okay?’
you asked but he shook his head
‘oikawa-san really loves you, y/n-chan’
he made his voice a little louder to make his point across and the others diverted their gazes in a hurry when his cold smirk met their faces
you shrugged
‘thank you, oikawa-san’
makki and mattsun snickered at the dismissive answer but oikawa didnt care because all he wanted was to make the other boys back off
you heard oikawa mumble serveral times about some tobio-chan and you guessed it might have been the blueberry looking head that he taunted earlier since he couldnt have been a chibi
ngl, you were attracted by how seemed to ooze talent and you leaned forward, wanting to get more of a look of him
ofc OIKAWA THREW A RIOT and he pulled you back, placing a hand on your thigh
‘y/n-chan, careful, you might fall forward’
he stiffly warned but he truthfully didnt want you to get a closer look on his kouhai
you kept your gaze on the karasuno setter and held oikawa’s hand to get it off of your thigh
‘im okay, oikawa-san. i just want,,, a better look’
you mumbled and oikawa was staring at you intensely
oh my god, what if you recognized kageyama as a better player?
would you leave him?
would you think hes a terrible setter?
worries racked up on his brain but he snapped out of it when you turned your head after feeling his stare
‘are you okay, oikawa-san?’
you asked, worriedly since he was pale and his eyebrows were furrowed
‘y/n-chan, do you think tobio-chan is better than me?’
he asked, eyes focused on your face but so faraway
you quirked your eyebrows but still answered
‘no, i dont think so. ive never seen him play before and this is my first time so ive never really gotten a gauge of his skills. besides, youre really good so its unlikely hes better than you, or anybody else for a fact. your sets look so much,,,, whats the word,,, connected?,, yea, much more connected therefore better for our team but his is very,,, glitchy,,,?? other than that, youre still better than anybody else in my eyes. why? are you doubting yourself again, oikawa-san? because if you are, i will bonk you again’
you threantened but he let out a relieved chuckle
he placed a hand on top of your head and ruffled your hair, a smile on his face then bowed his head low
‘go on, then, y/n-chan. bonk oikawa-san’
you turned to share a bewildered look with yahaba and watari
‘no. because you asked me to, i wont. youre so weird, oikawa-san. wanting me to do weird things to you and being so confusing’
you mumbled cutely and oikawa bit his lip to contain his squeal but held your hand tighter
‘y/n-chan, youre not good for oikawa-san’s heart’
he whined but you punched his arm
‘be quiet, oikawa-san. look, that chibi’s flying!’
you pointed and that was enough to distract him from you and towards the game
when his gaze was away, you gave him a worried glance
you heard from iwa that he was insecure and suffers from inferiority complex but you didnt know it was this bad
that was it
you were going to help him realize he was a great player and he is equal with everyone and no one is above him because hes talented and his hardwork makes up for those losses
when karasuno emerged as victors, the team stood up to make their leave and prepare for their own match but you strayed away, claiming you needed to use the bathroom
‘we’ll wait for you, y/n-chan!’
oikawa said but you waved your hands no
‘i-,,,  need to use it and besides, i have a friend here! please, go ahead!’
iwa gave you a suspicious glance
‘who is it? we can still wait’
you pouted and huffed before giving them your puppy eyes
their eyes widened and they nodded, stuttering that they will meet you in the gym
when they were finally out of sight, you ran down hallway and finally found the black-jacket team gathered by an entrance
it was hinata who noticed you and pointed at you, claiming you are the goddess seijoh manager
but you didnt mind and focused on the blueberry
‘kageyama-san?’
you heard iwa mention him and you figured it was his last name
the poor boy was stuttering and awkwardly nodding in greeting
but you clenched your fists
‘i might not be a professional or a volleyball enthusiast but oikawa-san recognizes your talent and he considers you a rival so i do too. kageyama-san, karasuno, we will defeat you. you will face oikawa-san and iwaizumi-san and mattsun-san and makki-san and the others and you will tremble at our strength so play with everything you got because no matter what, we will win. congratulations on your win with your match but i noticed you holding back on them. if i see you, karasuno, kageyama-san, not playing your best, you will face my wrath. keep that in mind.’
you bowed deeply and they were so taken aback bc adkfj;sadfkjask what is going on why is this little chibi threatning them why is kageyama being pointed out what
sugawara let out a shocked chuckle before fussing at you to stand back straight and to not bow at them
you nodded but you held out your phone to the blueberry, a gentle smile on your face
‘i understand you are iwaizumi-san and oikawa-san’s underclassman from middle school. if you would, please exchange contacts with me and you can tell me stories about my boys so i can use it against them to rein them in whenever they get out of control, especially oikawa-san’
lmao y/n whos child are you
poor kagellama tobiyolo stopped functioning and it took sugawara to put in his contact for him
YOU CANNOT TELL ME SUGAMAMA DOES NOT MEMORIZE HIS CHILDRENS CONTACTS
you finally gave everyone a bright smile and waved your hand
‘ill be going now. thank you for your contact, kageyama-san, and expect a text from me later. karasuno, continue playing and the next time i will see you will be in the court. thank you’
when you left, they were still frozen
and kageyama was so red and so flustered bc not only did a girl talk to him, but a PRETTY GIRL talked to him
‘kageyama?! oh my god kageyama’s broken! help!’
seijoh saw you entering the gym and they fussed over you and asked where you went off to since it took you a long time
‘i just talked threatened to kageyama-san’
at the mention of that name, everyone stood still 
but when you mentioned you exchange contacts
oikawa screamed
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5hfanfiction · 7 years
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Dope (Lauren/You) — Chapter 4: Inevitable
A/N: Very minor thing, but just remember Y/F/A means your favourite animal. Also if you’re reading this on tumblr a certain part may not make as much sense if the image doesn’t upload.
(Your POV)
My thoughts were screaming one thing solely: I needed to leave.
And that’s exactly what I did, I got in my car and kept driving. Not a single moment was spent hesitating or looking back. When I arrived home, my parents heard the door shut and a plain “I’m back” sufficed. I didn’t want them seeing me in this state, it would only make me cry ten times harder. Damp clothing and puffy eyes would be difficult to explain.
I didn’t have the energy to discuss tonight’s events.
I went through what seemed like a routine, one that would hopefully bring some sort of comfort. My brain ordered me around in steps. Go upstairs. Grab some dry clothing. Take a shower. Dry my hair. And last but not least, fall asleep.
I had the whole weekend to let my emotions boil back down, and to block out this embarrassing night. Compared to what’s happened to me before, this was nothing; in fact, it was trivial. But don’t get me wrong, that doesn’t mean I won’t hold a grudge.
It wouldn’t make much of a difference avoiding Lauren, it’s not like we talk on a regular basis. And strangely, I was grateful for that fact. I used to find myself wanting to start up a chat with her, yet now, I’d rather pretend we never talked.
Why did my school experience seem like a set of strategy plans? It was supposed to be a new beginning here. I was stupid for thinking like that. Not every person is genuine, and not everything is trouble free. I had learnt that quite a while back, but sometimes it slips my mind.
My bed was warmer than usual tonight, and it became the only good constant I had. My back moulded into the mattress while I snuggled my toy Y/F/A tightly. Quickly, my eyelids became heavy and began to flutter more frequently.  Tiredness tugged at my body as it lulled me into a steady breathing pattern. The comforting feeling of sleep had took over… I was exhausted.
* * *
*3 days later*
It was Monday, and I really felt like the weekend helped me feel better. I just needed a little while to get over it, that’s all. What worried me now was avoiding Lauren and praying she wouldn’t bring it up again. If I really have to, I won’t say a word to her. That would save the awkwardness for both of us.
I only had math class once today, which shouldn’t be too hard to endure. I slumped down in my seat near the back, flopping further into it like I usually do. Lauren wasn’t here yet, I realised. It wasn’t unusual though, she rarely arrived on time.
Five minutes later, she strolled through the doors as casually as ever. Today Lauren was sporting a light, rose pink hoodie, black ripped jeans, and dark combat boots to match. The hoodie was oversized, yet she still looked adorable in it.
Her eyes momentarily connected with my Y/E/C orbs when she made her way over to her seat. I looked away immediately, although I could have sworn I saw her smile at me in the corner of my eye. Regardless, it wasn’t returned.
My earphones were plugged in a few moments later, and the sound levels were put higher than my normal preference. It made me flinch a little, but I decided to keep them that way. I purposefully became accustomed to the high sounds; it served as a relaxation method as well as earplugs. Allowing the music occupy my thoughts, I started to disassociate from my environment.
For majority of the lesson I didn’t talk and only ever looked Lauren’s way a few times. Each time I glanced over she had an unreadable expression on her face, and her gaze was constantly locked on the desk. Maybe she had read my body language and realised I didn’t want to talk. Good. Something is finally going my way.
At last, the lesson was over and I could leave. With my bag in hand, I rose from my seat and advanced out the door. I could tell Lauren was close behind from her signature perfume, which smelled like gardenia, and I clenched my jaw. Why was I suddenly so nervous? I did nothing wrong. Her perfume became stronger, and I heard footsteps nearing me through the hallway.
“Y/N, can we talk?” she asked, trying to keep up with my pace.
I continued to look forward and sped up my tempo, not saying a word. If I walked any faster, it could be mistaken for jogging. She sighed audibly when I blatantly ignored her, and I made my way to lunch. After some time, Lauren gave up and slowed down, leaving her behind me.
I made my way to a lunch table that included three familiar faces. For two weeks I had been sitting at the same bench with a few people from English; they all seemed relatively nice and funny.
We weren’t best friends (after only a month, who would be?) but we all sat together in lesson. Since I joined this school at the start of the school year, it meant that the classes were all jumbled around. It was nice not feeling completely new.
Hallie, Evelyn and Lyla acknowledged me with various nods and smiles as I slid into a chair alongside the long haired brunette.
“Sup, loser,” Evelyn chimed, sticking her tongue out at me.
“Not much, weirdo,” I quipped back.
Lyla laughed along at our banter whilst she unscrewed her water bottle, and Hallie continued eating her food.
“How was that party on Friday?” the blonde questioned curiously.
“It was… eh.”
“Just eh? That bad, huh? Surely the cute guys would have made it more enjoyable,” the short haired girl said.
Yeah, there were cute guys, but I didn’t find myself wanting to spark a conversation with many of them. I only wanted to talk to Lauren at that party, she used to make me feel relaxed.
“I didn’t stay that long. It would have been better if you guys came, though,” I told them honestly.
“Well, we would have, trust me. But this one over here,” Lyla rolled her head slowly in Hallie’s direction, “wanted to have a horror movie marathon.”
Hallie looked up at her with a fry in her mouth and sent her a wide grin.
“Yeah, she basically forced us. But hey! You survived,” Evelyn joked. But in a way, she was right.
Hallie still hadn’t said a word which made her friend throw a scrunched up napkin her way, hitting her on the forehead.
“What was that for!” she exclaimed, throwing her hands up.
“Woah, she actually speaks,” Evelyn announced over dramatically, followed by a fake gasp from Lyla.
“Leave me alone,” Hallie pouted, “I forgot to eat breakfast, and these fries are more important than you hoes.”
“Oh my bad, I forgot she turns into a mime when she hasn’t eaten,” the blonde began. “Food does crazy stuff to her, it’s been the same since middle school.”
I chuckled loudly at their interactions, and spent the rest of lunch discussing the party and what they got up to — except for the parts I wanted to leave out. Of course, they teased me about Luke, but I didn’t take it to heart. It wasn’t him who I was interested in.
I had only known them for a month, yet these three girls felt like the closest things I had to friends here. Each week that passed seemed like a month I had known them; there was no doubt we had clicked instantly.
Usually Monday lessons are a drag, but having English last made it pleasant. After lunch had ended, we made our way to lesson and took our seats next to each other. Evelyn was at my right side with the two other girls further down, and the seat to my left was empty.
Mrs. Banks greeted the students and was about to register everyone, but then another teacher knocked at the door.
“Sorry to interrupt. Can you step outside for a second?” the other teacher queried.
“Of course. Everybody, please get out your books while I’m outside. I’ll be back soon,” our teacher announced, dismissing herself promptly.
Shortly after she left, I felt my phone vibrate and whipped it out. I opened the group-chat notification to see Hallie sending sneaky mugshots, ones she had captured recently of Lyla. We all glanced over at each other and laughed whilst the blonde attempted to shield her face from Hallie.
Mrs. Banks walked back in as I tried hiding my phone under my desk, but I was still looking at the group-chat messages. Without looking up, I giggled to myself lightly.
“Everyone, we have a student who has changed to this class. Please make Lauren feel welcomed,” our teacher spoke up, directing her to the seat to my left.
My smile dropped instantaneously when I gazed up. Her intense, verdant eyes were already locked with mine, and she subtlety winked at me with a smirk on her face. You’ve got to be kidding me.
A/N: Hi again, so I think I’m finally getting the grasp of writing the amount I want. My Wattpad
Also, I changed the cover slightly but tried keeping it similar. Hopefully you like it better, idk. And I may or may not have added the picture of Lyla, Hallie, and Evelyn because I was too lazy to describe them… You’ll never know. (It’s bc I’m hecka lazy lol)
Thanks for reading if you did, love you. If you didn’t like this chapter then I’ll try make the next one better.
‘Til next time, stay well lovelies ❤️
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