#but my oikawa is here and i have so much muse for him !! ;W;

[liverpool-enjoyer]

footballers as taylor swift songs

requested by my swiftie in Christ @yudgefudge!! thank you luv <3

leo: you're on your own, kid. ive been associating him w this song way before i knew that everyone else was doing the same lmao. it rlly does encompass his entire journey, from humble beginnings n jus being a little kid playing for fun (from sprinkler splashes/to fireplace ashes), to being the best in the world n all the struggles that come with it (i search the party.../just to learn that my dreams arent rare). the man gave his blood sweat n tears like hed be saved by a the "perfect kiss" which here is a metaphor for the wc obviously. n ohmygosh "everything you lose is a step you take"!!!! BRUH???!?!?! every line, from "i didnt chose this town (ie paris)/i dream of getting out/theres just one who could make me stay", to "the jokes werent funny, i took the money/my friends from home dont know what to say" are all SO leo coded.

ney: anti-hero. i ADORE him n theres a lot of people that like him. but theres also a lot of people who like not liking him. hes one of the best in the world, and as great as that is, he has, unjustifiably so, garnered a significant amount of haters (its me, hi, im the problem, its me/at tea time, everybody agrees). hes rlly endured a ton of it throughout the years, but keeps going (pierced through the heart/but never killed). after facing so much backlash, youd probly worry about the people that still support you and how much longer you can hold on to that (one day i'll watch as youre leaving/and life will lose all its meaning). also, hes a rich person. which makes the bridge pretty relatable for him but like in a funny way.

gavi: nothing new. this one is more based off my inner musings than actual like evidence. i have no idea whats going on this lil dudes head. but i know that IF i were in his position, i'd relate to this song a FUCK TON. its basically a song abt being in the spotlight, n being the shiny young thing that has peoples attention. but what happens when thats not true anymore? (Lord, what will become of me/once ive lost my novelty?) what happens in a few years when an even younger prodigy comes around n impresses everyone? (are we only biding time 'til i lose your attention?/and someone else lights up the room?/people love an ingénue). im not gonna write down the whole birdge but its basically abt the inevitably of meeting your replacement. the song basically asks: "will you still want me/when im nothing new?" he seems like a happy dude who probly doesnt think abt this stuff, but if i were a famous promising young soccer player, this stuff would definitely weigh on my mind.

muller: the story of us. Lord forgive my mullendowski heart. i tried to think of a song that would fit jus him n leave shipping out of it but,,, yeah it wasnt happening. in my mind theyre a package deal. anywho the song's about being around someone youre still in love with after youve broken up (now im standing alone in a crowded room/and we're not speaking and im dying to know/is it killing you like its killing me). ik theyre on good terms n all but in my mindbrain i imagine him them being in the same place for the first time since lewy left him bayern and poor thomas jus "nervously pulling at my clothes/and trying to look busy." and my gosh "but you held your pride like you shouldve held me"??? the AUDACITY. i can go off about this whole song tbh. oh n also even tho speak nows a country album this song is kinda,,, rock/punk-ish kinda??? which is to say, its very loud. much like a certain someone. fun fact i almost put seven for him bc of "before i learned civility/i used to scream ferociously/anytime i wanted" but i figured one line wasnt enough for me to put the whole song.

mbappe: evermore. this is a brooding song. a depression song. so i can definitely see this as a post 2022 world cup final song for him. it actually relates to a sports loss very well. (i used to listen to this song n think a oikawa from haikyuu,,, heh). if theres one thing abt mbappe its that hes dedicated. i can see him "replay(ing) my footsteps on each stepping stone/trying to find the one where i went wrong," yknow, jus thinking abt the final over n over. very "i rewind the tape but all it does is pause/on the very moment all was lost." but at the end of it all, hes young, hes talented, n has more world cups ahead of him. ie: "i had a feeling so peculiar/this pain wouldnt be for/evermore."

klopp: dear reader. this whole song is just advice. its taylor dishing out advice to her fans, most of whom are younger than her. kloppo loves his players, he wants to give them good advice that applies not only on the pitch, but off it as well. (dear reader/bend when you can, snap when you have to/dear reader/you dont have to answer, just cause they asked you) however its no secret that our lovely manager can be pretty hard on himself. so its possible that while he gives advice to those he loves, he feels like hes not worthy of giving it (you wouldnt take my word for it/if you knew who was talking).

again, everything stated is speculation, fueled entirely by my delusional lil mindbrain. as i dont know these ppl.

[phoenixenforcer]

//I’m no longer here ! I’m over at @talentbloomed​​ !!

[kuroos-moon]

Getting Possessive

➪ pairings: bokuto x reader, kuroo x reader, oikawa x reader

➪ request: a scenario where Bokuto, Kuroo n Tooru (or anyone else) get,,possessive bc their s/o was partnered up w another guy for a project

➪ genre: fluff 

Bokuto Kōtarō 

“Now for your biggest project this year, which I mentioned was going to be by partner since it’ll probably take a while to complete, I’ll be announcing your pair today.”

Bokuto excitedly looks at you with an infectious grin, something about how your teacher said ‘announcing your pair,’ made it feel romantic, so it has to be you and him. You love getting partnered up with Bo since he’s so inspired and motivated when he works with you.

“Y/n, should we start it this weekend at my place?” He whispers not-so-discreetly to you which earns the two of you a disapproving glance from your teacher. “Sure, it’s going to be fun,” you grin back at him, showing him a thumbs-up which only makes him more excited. 

“What snacks should I prepare?” That was the last straw for your ever so patient sensei. The both of you were supposed to be partners even when he picked randomly, but what good would that do? He thinks you two are probably going to goof around, using the project as an excuse to meet up. 

“Next, l/n y/n, and uh,” he glances around to whoever wasn’t called yet and unfortunately it lands on the pretty boy behind you, “uh Takumi Usui,” he finishes, Bokuto rising up his chair at an instant. There was a lot of his pleading before he got scolded, your teacher never gave in and now he’s miserable.

“Hey, Kō I’m bummed you’re not my partner too but your partner has much greater brains than me! It should be fine,” you pat at his back while he slouches from beside you on his chair and plants his face on your lap. He only whines in misery in response and you can’t help but chuckle as you run your fingers through his hair. 

“Could you even breathe down there?” You’re lowkey embarrassed to be in that position with him in the middle of the classroom. 

Feeling a light tap on your shoulder, you look behind you to see your partner smile at you. “Uh, hey, it’s cool we got to be partners y/n-chan, when should we meet up?” 

Okay first of all, Y/N-CHAN?? He automatically turns to observe your face, his cheek now against your thighs. “Well, I’m free this weekend,” you smile back at him. 

He should’ve been the one who’s going to meet you that weekend. “Can I come along?” He sits up and smiles at the both of you, you’re horrified and lowkey embarrassed while your partner’s surprised. 

You face him and offer him a small smile, “Kō, you have your own partner to work with,” you gently tell him, touching his knee. He doesn’t respond but instead his hair droops along with his mood.

“Sorry ‘bout that,” you smile at Usui and Bokuto just short-circuits and panics as he watches you divert your attention to your partner once more. “It’s alright, so this weekend at my place, maybe?”

Bokuto grits his teeth, looking at the both of you in disbelief. “She’s mine! She’s mine, okay?” He blurts out, yanking your chair closest to him as possible and possessively wrapping his arms around your shoulders. 

You, along with the rest of the class stare up at him and he’s fidgeting a little once he sees you bury your face in your hands, “I mean she’s not an object I could claim mine, but- uh- she’s your partner academically! While I- I am her pair in a romantic kind of way!” 

You sigh before you untangle yourself from his arms, and he looks at you sorrily, afraid he’s made you mad but you offer your hand to him instead. After second-glancing you, he puts his big hand in yours and lets you guide him out of the room and in the quiet hallway. 

“What was that about Kō?” You look up at him expectantly, crossing your arms against your chest. He doesn’t meet your eyes and looks down to his fingers instead, “are you mad at me?” 

When you don’t respond, he continues, “sensei said he was announcing our pair, and it sounds so romantic and soulmate-like, I can’t believe I’m not your pair y/n, I’m not your soulmate,” his tone just gets sadder and sadder and you can’t help but chuckle, wrapping your arms around his waist and bringing him to a shock. 

“Don’t be silly Kō, just like you said, no matter what, I’m yours,” you look up at him and he pouts, and it might just be your imagination but you think you saw his bottom lip quiver. 

“Really?” He draws up his hand to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear. 

“Really.” 

Kuroo Tetsurō 

“Oya oya?” Like a pest he pops up out of nowhere while you sit side by side with your partner in the library; and you glare daggers at your boyfriend before he grins at the two of you. “Are you even doing that right?” 

“None of your business, Tetsurō,” you swat away his hand from your shoulder, “get lost.” He only pouts at you before pulling up a chair, moving yours aside and sitting between the two of you. “Uh, excuse me, we have a project to finish.” Your partner sighs. 

He knew Kuroo was displeased when your teacher announced you were partners because maybe he sat a little bit too close to you in class, but Kuroo constantly showing up unannounced was getting on his nerves. 

“Excuse you, I’m not letting you drag down chibi-chan’s grades down the gutter along with yours,” he smirks at him, his cockiness short-lived as he’s met with your elbow to his ribs. “Get. Lost. Now,” you stare him down, his brows raising at you. 

“You obviously need help, I mean, doesn’t your back hurt from carrying your entire project?” He jokes but he’s only met with your disapproving eyes, “okay, okay, backing off now, tell me if you need help.” 

He unwillingly gets up from his chair, feigning a genuine smile your way as he drags his chair out of the way so you could sit closer to your partner. “Sorry about that dork,” you sigh. “Must be a pain, huh?” 

The moment your eyes are off him, his smile falls, instantly replaced by a menacing sharp glare sending chills down your partner’s spine. “I’m one call away, kitten, I could sub in for your partner anytime,” he reminds you again, standing behind the both of you. 

“My partner’s completely fine Tetsurō, you’re not needed,” you mindlessly say, scribbling something on your paper before glancing back at your partner to ask him something. He scoffs in disbelief; how could you be so cruel to him? 

Deciding it was best to just leave his girlfriend who apparently doesn’t need him alone, he kicks the back of your partner’s chair before making his way to the door with a frown. Kenma wasn’t even listening to his rants, but from the gist of it he could tell his best friend was being possessive while you’re simply clueless. 

“Y’know, I think your boyfriend’s acting kinda possessive.”

“No, he’s probably just bored or something so he bugs me and all that,” you shrug. Honey, that’s definitely not it. 

By the time his volleyball practice ends, he races to the library. Oh, look at that little prick sitting so unnecessarily close to you, he exhales a breath in annoyance, hands in his hips as he observes you two from outside. Kai had advised him to not bother you, so he’ll just wait out. 

He couldn’t just stand still though when you shiver and rub your hands together so now he’s come in the library again, making his way to the two of you. “Oh, great, he’s here again,” your partner huffs and you look up at Kuroo, wondering why he’s got a frown on his face. 

“Shut up, you really don’t wanna try me right now,” he grits his teeth, silently putting on his jacket over your frame. “You don’t have to finish it all up in one go, kitten, I could take you home to rest now,” he mutters, putting his hands on your shoulders and massaging them. 

“We’re almost finished, we’re wrapping it up,” you smile up at him and he sighs. “Fine.” You’re stunned when he slams his palm on the table, his arm between the both of you. “But some distance, maybe?” He turns to face your partner who immediately moves his chair a foot away. 

“Oh, and could you pass me that book over there,” Kuroo nods to your partner’s book.

“What for?” He scoffs.

“I’m obviously not going to hit you with it if that’s what you’re worried about,” he muses before grabbing the book himself. “Tetsu, what are you even doing?” 

He looks at you with a playful smile before leaning in and tilting his head to the side, your lips a mere inch apart, “I’m motivating you to finish.” He locks lips with you. Your partner was stiff, but he couldn’t see at all as Kuroo blocks your pressed lips with the very book he had snatched. 

“I’ll wait outside, I’ve only come in to kiss my girl, oh, and here’s your book,” he tosses it to him, eyes directly on his as he wipes the corner of his lips just to make his point before walking out, sending a wink your way. 

“Yup, he’s definitely possessive,” you watch him as he walks out. 

 Oikawa Tōru

The moment your teacher announces your partner was someone else who gave him the very foreign feeling of being possessive and wanting to prove you’re his, it seemed like the world was ending. 

“Hey, Iwa-chan, do you still see our sensei over there?” He whispers, and Iwaizumi looks at him like he’s gone insane. “What?” 

“Because all I see is the devil, how dare he,” he bites the inside of his cheek, eyes darting to the back of your head while you discuss something with your insanely attractive partner who he admits is generously half as pretty as him. “Are you still on about how y/n should be your partner?” Iwaizumi rolls his eyes.

“It’s only common sense, they don’t look great together at all.”

“This is not some matchmaking crap shittykawa, this is a school project.” The bell finally rings, class was officially over for the day. 

“You just don’t understand Iwa-chan,” he clicks his tongue before slinging his bag to his shoulder and making his way over to you. 

“Y/n-chan!” You’re flustered when you feel a hand on your stomach as you’re pulled to Tōru’s chest. “Who’s this?” He smiles at your partner who stood across the two of you. “What do you mean ‘who’s this,’ he’s our classmate, he’s my partner too.”

Okay, something along the lines of ‘my partner’ had his eye twitching. He listens in to your conversation as you make plans about when you should meet, his chin resting above your head the whole time while he hugs you from behind. 

You know Tōru’s not really one for caring who sees him displaying affection so his behavior now would pass up as normal but you get the feeling he’s purposely trying to show off right now. 

“So we could start today then, at my place?” You partner asks, but before you could respond, Tōru beats you to it. “Absolutely not, Usui-kun,” he scowls as if Usui had said something so controversial. You also notice how he had unconsciously held you to him tighter. 

“Someone’s a possessive boyfriend,” your partner grins. 

“Me?” He scoffs, “I know I’m crazy for y/n and it shows, but I’m not that crazy.” 

“Fine, then we’re going to my house.”

“The answer remains no, you’re not worthy enough to bring my y/n-chan inside your house.” You’re awkwardly just standing there, feeling more suffocated as Oikawa holds you closer to him the more their argument drags on.

“What are you, her dad?” Usui scoffs, but is now caught off guard upon meeting Oikawa’s cold eyes and taunting smirk. 

“You’d be surprised as to what y/n calls me inside the walls of my bedroom,” he says it like it’s no big deal, and you break free from his hold, about to slap his chest but Iwaizumi smacks his head before you could lay a hand on him. 

“Ow! Iwa-chan, my brain hurts!” 

“I doubt you even have one shittykawa! Don’t go blurting out stuff like that,” he scolds. 

“Thanks Iwa,” you genuinely smile at him before glaring at Oikawa. “Uh, so where then?” Your partner interrupts. “We could go to my place, my mom wouldn’t mind, might as well go now while it’s still early,” you walk towards him, Oikawa’s jaw dropping at how you so quickly left his side. 

“Hey, wait a minute y/n-chan, I don’t approve of this,” he whines, yanking your wrist. “You really don’t have a say in this Tōru, we have a project to work on, byebye,” you hastily kiss his cheek before leaving with your partner. 

He was hot on his heels about to follow you out but he’s yanked by the collar and dragged to practice by the impatient Iwaizumi. “Hey Usui-kun, my mom wouldn’t like you!” He shouts, struggling to not get his arm ripped off as he tries to resist Iwaizumi dragging him to the opposite direction of the both of you. 

“We don’t have the same mom, Tōru!” 

The instant practice ends, he has made it to his way inside your home, bearing chocolates and flowers for your mother. “Tōru, why are you here? And what’s all this?” Your mom asks him and he only chuckles while scratching the back of his neck, “I just haven’t dropped by in a while, where’s y/n though?”

Please not your bedroom.

“She’s in her bedroom with Usu-

“What? You can’t be on first-name basis with him already! Uh- I mean, I’m sorry, can I go up to her room?” 

Your mother knowingly smiles as Oikawa dashes up the stairs. Looking at the chocolates he brought, it was as if he wanted to bribe your mom into liking him more. It was just like when you first brought him home. 

“WHY IS THE DOOR EVEN CLOSED?” You yelp in shock when the door swings open, revealing a screaming Tōru fresh from his practice. “Geez, relax, it was windy.” You sigh, getting up from the floor to give him a hug but he has marched his way past you. 

“Then at least close your window, not the door,” he grumbles as he shuts your windows so the wind couldn’t get in. He turns to look at the both of you wearing the same expression of ‘what the hell are you even doing here.’ 

“You.” He points down at Usui who was still sat on the floor, “what are you still doing here? Get up, I’m kicking you out.” 

“Tōru I am this close to kicking you out, we have a project to finish,” you hiss at him, pushing him away from your area of scattered papers and plopping him down on your bed. “Stay there, don’t make noise, and let us work in peace.” 

He frowns, turning to lay on his stomach and prodding his elbows against the mattress as he rests his chin on his hands. He observes the two of you work, his frown never leaving his face as you kept on ignoring him. 

“Hey, y/n-chan, can I have a kiss?” He asks, looking at your partner to see his reaction. 

“No, Toru, you cannot,” you deadpan, making Usui chuckle. 

His smile only returns to his face upon bidding your partner goodbye, his teeth showing at how happy he was as he faces both you and your mom. “Now, I declare this lovely household cleansed!” 

You only roll your eyes, guiding him up your room so you could cuddle while your mom starts to prepare dinner. 

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[ssamie]

one. new beginnings 

oikawa tooru x fem langa!reader

(hq x sk8 the infinity)

warnings: spelling mistakes, 2k+ words, u have langa’s blue hair sorry 

gen masterlist.            “snow” masterlist.

"eh?! what do you mean you're moving?!" reki shrieked out in surprise, accidentally tripping over his feet and landing on the ground

the distant sounds of cars honking and the few civilians chattering filled the air. it was almost dark and they had just gotten off work and were on their way home. 

y/n sighed and picked up his skateboard, nodding her head lightly with a frown. "yeah.. my mom said we have to move soon" she said. "but.. why?" reki frowned as he stood up to meet eyes with her.

"well, my mom got a better paying job there so she said we should just move, i guess" she replied, her tone laced with guilt. "oh.." reki muttered. he kicked his feet on the ground, looking down as y/n peers at him with a guilty frown.

"im sorry reki" she whispered with a soft whimper "i guess i should've told you a lot sooner.." she said

reki looked up at her and shook his head. "no, no! it's fine, don't worry.." he reassured with a shaky smile "um..where exactly will you be moving to?" reki asked her 

"miyagi" she answered quietly, sheepishly kicking her feet back and forth, causing the rumbling sound of the wheels hitting the pavement to fill the tense air. 

"wow uh.." reki chuckled in surprise "that's really far.." he muttered. he then cleared his throat and shot her a shaky grin "well, atleast it snows over there!" he exclaimed. "maybe you can try snowboarding again" reki said, though it didn't seem to fill her with much comfort 

"i heard there's a good amount of snow when you're deep in the mountains! you can even-" 

"reki.." she cut him off with a soft whimper of his name 

reki stopped and looked at her with a sad sigh. he pursed his lips and finally dropped the enthusiastic façade. "i don't wanna leave okinawa" she admitted with a pained sigh. "i don't wanna leave you" 

".. a-and the others too ofcourse" she continued with a nervous chuckle "not just you.." 

"i don't want you to leave too" reki chuckled as he wiped the tears brimming his eyes 

he lightly punched her shoulder and took his board from her hands. "agh! you're gonna make me cry, you know!" he exclaimed. y/n smiled and let out a soft laugh "sorry, sorry" she said 

reki pouted and hesitantly brought her into his arms, nibbling on his bottom lip and letting out a sigh as he squeezed her tight. "i'll really miss you, y/n" reki said. 

she blinked repeatedly in shock and flusteredly wrapped her arms around him as well. "um-i-i'll miss you too reki.." she stammered out as she tried to fight off the heat that was rushing to her cheeks 

suddenly, reki pulled away, much to her distaste, and fixed his stance. "let's skate together before you leave, yeah?" reki mused "just for tonight.. then we'll continue when you get back" reki smiled 

"yeah. let's skate" she replied with a fond smile 

the pair skated home, taking their usual route and doing some tricks here and there. though their usual chatter and banter was not present, and all there was, was silence that seemed to weight down on both of their chests with varying emotions. 

they stopped at the block separating their houses, right under the street light where they always meet up with each other. 

reki looked back at her and smiled. "well, this is where we part" he chuckled ."yeah.. i guess so.." y/n muttered back with a frown 

reki sighed and nudged her with his elbow. "cmon, don't be like that" he said "its not like we'll never see each other again!" reki exclaimed with a laugh, though even he wasnt able to convince or reassure himself. 

"you're just moving, no big deal! we have one more day to spend together and our friends and visit S" reki explained in a comforting tone 

y/n sighed in distress and crouched down on the ground. she kept her board in place with her feet and stared at it with furrowed brows. "i guess you're right" she said. "but i really don't want to leave. im completely fine here in okinawa with you and the others." 

"i wanna keep skating with you and go to hotsprings together and eat bentos and keep working at dope sketch!" she exclaimed with a look of affliction 

reki frowned and sat down beside her, resting his chin on his hands and nodding along. "yeah, i wanna keep doing that too" he said "but we can't really do anything about it anymore" 

"unless you wanna try begging your mom or something" reki joked with a laugh as he nudged her with his shoulder. "but it's not like that would work-... y/n?" reki sweat dropped as he looked at her only to be met with a look of determination and sparkling eyes. 

"you're so smart, reki!" she praised "that's a great idea, we should do that! you're so amazing" 

reki chuckled and cheekily grinned at her "ah shucks, you flatter me too much!" he giggled 

"but were not gonna actually do that, right?" reki asked with a soft chuckle

".. right?" 

"WE BEG YOU!" they simultaneously exclaimed as they got down on their hands and knees to bow 

"w-what?! kids, what are you doing??" nanako exclaimed with a nervous smile as she tried to get them to stand up 

"PLEASE! DON'T TAKE Y/N AWAY!" reki cried out as he wrapped his arms around her in a bone crushing hold. "please!" y/n followed up with a determined look in her eyes as she stares at her mother expectantly 

y/n loosely wrapped her arms around reki's waist and pouted "please, mom?" she pleaded as she accentuated her 'puppy eyes'. "please, hasegawa-san?" reki pleaded as well as he gave her his 'puppy eyes' for the extra cute effect 

nanako seemed conflicted as she stares at their cutesy expressions with a look of dread. "what do i do?! they're too.. too cute!!" she cried to herself "help me, oliver !!!" 

she then composed herself and cleared her throat. "well, im really sorry kids" she said "but my desicion is final." she stated with a determined huff "im doing this so we can earn more-" 

she cut herself off as she caught sight of the two teens sulking and holding ecah other while a dark gloomily aura loomed over them. "ah well- i-" nanako stammered as she shakily reached her hand out to them with a guilty smile 

she then sighed and let her arms hang by her sides. "im sorry, y/n, reki. but we need to move so i can earn more money and y/n won't have to work for me anymore" she explained "plus, i've already purchased the house so there's really no going back now" 

"but im okay with working at dope sketch.." y/n muttered with a frown 

"i know, but.." nanako smiled nervously "look at it this way! you'll go to a new school and make some friends! we can even try snowboarding during winter, won't you love that?" 

y/n briefly glanced at reki and sighed. "sure.." she mumbled 

nanako smiled and gently patted them both on the head. "you should hang out with your friends before we leave" she said "you'll regret wasting your time here, yknow?" nanako mused 

reki and y/n nodded and went to put on their shoes. they grabbed their boards, and hastily skated to joe's restaurant 

"ah jeez.." nanako muttered to herself as she watched them skate away. "teenagers are so hard to handle!!" 

"help me oliver!!!" 

"guys, we have something to say!" reki exclaimed as he abruptly slammed his hand down on the table, effectively gaining all of their attention. 

"y/n is-" 

"what is it you slime?" miya sneered as he continued sipping on his drink 

"your girlfriend?" they all simultaneously said with a bored tone as they continued on eating their meals 

"..." reki and y/n blinked and looked at each other in confusion. "what?" reki asked cluelessly "no that's not-" 

"well its kinda obvious" shadow said with a chuckle "yeah, we kind of saw it coming" miya agreed 

"what? no seriously, that's not what-" reki was once again cut off by joe who playfully punched him in the shoulder and grinned. "damn, didn't know you had it in you to ask her out" joe laughed "and i didn't think y/n would ever confe-" 

"I'M MOVING TO MIYAGI!" she immediately cut him off, mainly to prevent joe's big mouth from spilling anything, and just to get it out of the way. 

"WHAT?!" they all collectively exclaimed 

"are you serious? that's pretty far away" shadow said with furrowed brows "yeah... what about S?" miya asked with a small frown 

"i'll have to quit" y/n says as she steals a fry from cherry's plate "i'll go one last time later." 

"miyagi.." cherry mumbled as he swats her hand away from his food. "where in miyagi will you be staying?" he asked. "i don't know" she answered with a shrug. "but im going to a school named aoba johsai i think." 

"carla, tell me about that school." almost immediately, carla had responded. "okay master" it said. 

"aoba johsai, also known as seijoh, is a private school located at miyagi prefecture. they are mostly known for their performance in volleyball, having competed in numerous tournaments and had made a name for themselves through the sport and successfully deemed themselves as a powerhouse school. "

"volleyball?" y/n hummed in curiosity "how do you play that?" she asked cherry. "i wouldn't know." he replied "though it's a sport where you play with a team. why? would you like to join?" he asked 

"probably not" y/n shrugged 

"oi, rookie! are you really moving?" joe asked with a small frown "S would get boring without you, yknow?" 

"i am" she replied "and i think S would be fine with you guys and reki in it" 

reki looked at her and smiled. the redhead slung his arm around her shoulders and picked up his board "how bout we have a beef one last time before you go?" reki suggested "we could all go against each other. just for the fun of it." 

"sure, but you'll lose, just so you know" joe boasted as he flexed his biceps. "hah?! just cus you're bigger and more muscular doesn't mean you'll win!" reki whined 

"yeah!" y/n agreed with a huff "reki has gotten better and much faster! and he knows more tricks now. he even did a snowboarding trick and-" 

miya quickly cut her off before she could go on a full rant about the redhead. "let's just go" miya groaned out as he grabbed his board. "man, are you sure you're not together" shadow sweat dropped as he followed miya and dragged them both out of the restaurant 

"we're not!" reki exclaimed with a laugh "why would you even think that would happen? we're just best friends" 

"right.. best friends" y/n agreed 

shadow sweat dropped as he turned to look at her, only to be met with her teary eyes and her quivering smile, looking like she’s on the verge of crying her eyes out like a child. 

"are you okay?" shadow muttered sheepishly as he watched her hastily wipe her eyes and pout like a child "yes" she replied with a huff 

"oh, is that so?" miya cooed with a cat-like grin as he stalked closer to her side "i mean it makes sense" he said "the heroine shouldn't be with a slime, after all" 

shadow deadpanned as he watched miya slyly lock their arms together with a grin "so who should she be with? you?" he scoffed "ofcourse!" miya wholeheartedly agreed. "im the hero so the heroine should be with me!" 

shadow sweat dropped as he watched miya hug her arm and look at them with a smug cat-like smirk. "dude, aren't you like thirteen?" shadow deadpanned 

y/n smiled and patted his head with a soft laugh "yup, you're right" she agreed jokingly, her smile widening as miya's face exploded into bright shades of red. "i-it doesn't mean i like you though!" he shrieked out "im just saying that we would be compatible!!" 

"i see." she muttered "japanese people are so hard to decipher" 

cherry and joe came out of the restaurant and got on their boards, urging them to do the same. "cmon, let's go there before too many people arrive" joe said as he stretched his arms 

"last one to arrive buys everyone boba!!" reki announced as he skated away, pulling y/n along as he does so 

"ha?! oi! unfair you should've counted!!" shadow exclaimed before hastily catching up to them "hmp, as if i'll lose to any of you slimes." miya muttered as he sped up 

"oh please. you all make me pay anyways." cherry mumbled with a sigh as he got on carla and calmly caught up to them 

"well you got the most cash" joe shrugged with a grin 

"shut up you gorilla." 

"i'll really miss their banters." y/n mumbled as she looked back to watch joe and cherry hit  each other with their board. "hey, it's not like we can't visit you" reki laughed 

"would you visit me reki?" she asked with a hopeful gleam in her eyes. "it would be strange not being with you.." 

"of course! i'll visit you like every week!" reki reassured with a wide grin 

"heh, as if you got the cash for that" shadow sneered from beside him. 

"i-im gonna save up, then i'll visit you every week!" reki cleared his throat with a nervous laugh 

her smile widened as she stared at reki in admiration and pure glee. 

"okay, im counting on it!"

im making miya have a cute little puppy crush on u cus why not lol, yall won't end up together tho that's weird 🤨‼️

[sourstars]

ship your mutuals?

ON GOSH IVE FINALLY BEEN ASKED THIS QUESTION FKDKFK

this got superrrr long so if you’re not here, it’s probs bc i don’t know you well enough yet or i just missed you while typing these!

lmk if you’re curious and i’ll tell you who i ship you w!

now >:) who do y’all ship me with?

@simpfortetsu; kuroo, hands down, bc i know she’s in love with him. i feel as if they’d have v compatible energy, as they are very playful but never to the point of forgetting their goals. however, i could also see her with someone like ushijima, or even shinsou

@sincerelykore; sugawara. they’re v bubbly in nature, but much like sugawara, they’ve always found a way to overcome their goals. geuinely think they’d be the best of both worlds in kind hearts and good adventures. can also see her with todoroki

@frogtanii; sero. LISTEN. LISTEN TO ME OKAY? sero is so slick but not in the slimy ick ick go away type of way, he’s smooth yoy know, smooth with his words and i can totally see froggie reminding him that the only way he’s getting her heart is if he’s honest, true to himself. totally see them together as people who remain grounded but don’t forget that they can achieve so much if they really wanted to. can also see her with daichi

@shdwgarden; ???? bakugou. bc i feel like even though he’s temperamental, jaz’s got this air ab her that’s calming, and so i can imagine he’d be fuming after a hard day only to go into her arms and know he’d be alright

@chimielie; oikawa or akaashi. lia’s got this vibe that goes with the flow, but is v passionate about some things and so i can def see either of them pushing themselves to be better for themselves and each other

@arumiee; armin, first choice no question BUT! i can also see them with tendou, due to the nature of being cheerful and/or playfully sly sometimes. i imagine being with either of them means having days full of never ending laughter and reminders of important things like errands or casual domesticity

@smoochiesdiarie; ??? daichi. someone who’s soft at heart but honest and true is good for him, and same for her. smoochie is true to herself in the best ways and i can totally see them making others jealous with how they just trust each other endlessly and know that they’ve got the good life coming’ their way

@kentoangel; sakusa. vale had got this ever present calming effect on people that makes them feel at ease, and almost like they’re fitting in right at home, and i can see how sakusa might come home after a hard day or a long shift at work and just see vale doing smth they like and is just falling in love all over again bc of the reminder that none of the bad stuff matters if he gets to come home to this

@aiiwa; if i say anyone other than one (1) iwaizumi hajime, i’d be lying. nona is beautiful, both in heart and i bet in looks too just by the hot girl energy, so i know iwa’s having a field day knowing he’s with the baddest of them all. i also know their trust for each other would be unmatchable, and their love even more so!

@loveazumane; chew on this: asahi and apple doing domestic things. asahi lets apple model for him, using lovely fabrics and all sorts of design templates to get the best outfit out of each one, and i know he’d think it’s the best thing ever bc he’s got his muse right there to help him through it all. 1000/10, they’d be together until the end of time

@applepiekyuu; i actually see you with?? kageyama??? gwen is just so, so smart and wonderful with her words so i imagine it like that she’d teach him about things he’d never thought were interesting until he met her, and then together they’d just have a life of good wonder

@bleedinqhearts; atsumu. or osamu, either way you’re getting a miya ms “he’s so annoying i hate him” 🤨

@hoodsokka; bokuto. i just?? i see bokuto’s smile on my brain and think alina bc i’ve never met someone who’s so sweet and bouncy at the same time. i can def see them having a riot in like, ikea or smth. bokuto would probs be stuck in the bed section, or yall would be playing hide and seek by the furniture

[more-stuff-of-pi]

Promises and Threats and the Kisses in Between

a/n: how is it that the one fic that I’m really not sure about is also my longest one? i’m a clown, that’s how. dedicated to mom and all the Makki simps out there. lmk how to better characterize our good boi :’(

notes: it might not be v clear but this is a college!au technically. i did not re-read this at all so apologies in advance. i’m also the worst at tenses ugh! requests are open :) find my masterlist here

pairing: hanamaki takahiro x fem!reader | genre: minor angst (w/lots of fluff) | warnings: swearing | word count: 2,618 (edited: 11/12/20)

The odd thing about being sad is that there were different types of sad. There was the kind of sad that had you screaming into a pillow for release. There was the kind of sad that had you feeling like someone had scraped your throat with sandpaper and had forced you to chop onions for hours. And then there was the kind of sad that left you feeling hollow, amiss. At first, you might think that you’re having an off day or that you’re simply in a bit of a ‘funk’. But then, as the day drags on and nothing -- not even mindlessly binging a new season or the same one you’ve seen a million times -- offers you a sense of fulfillment, you come to understand that you’re experiencing a kind of sad.

That kind of sad is one that pulls you in like a siren’s call, subtle and sweet, almost, until you notice that your head is sinking under water and your hand is desperately clutching at nothing but air. It’s the kind of sad that you suffer quietly, settling over you without rhyme or reason. The kind of sad that’s like water in a pot. Once it’s hot enough, it comes boiling over, raging and uncontrollable until someone turns off the heat.

You were feeling that kind of sad -- you had had a rough day to say the least.

And it wasn’t anything in particular that had sent you spiralling. Rather, your insecurities that you’d locked away neatly had sprung free like Pandora’s box, crawling and fighting and clawing their way out, smiling demons emerging victoriously from their solemn slumber. You had tried for hours to ignore them, flinging yourself into meaningless tasks. When that didn’t work, you tried shoving them back inside. Needless to say, that also did not work.

Which is how you found yourself staring at your phone, Hanamaki Takahiro’s contact glaring up at you. You had been like that for a few minutes, apparently hoping that some spirit would possess you and just push the damn call button for you already. But, you sighed, it seemed like you would have to find the courage to do it yourself. And it’s not like you should even need the courage! This asshole was your best friend of nearly ten years, whether he or you liked it or not, and there shouldn’t be a single problem in pushing that fucking button.

And yet, that was another thing about this kind of sad. It made you feel utterly, hopelessly, simply… alone.

But you had more faith in your friendship than what any kind of sad could tell you otherwise.

You pushed the damn call button.

“Yo,” Hanamaki picked up on the third ring. “What’s up, shithead?” In the background you heard guns blazing and dramatic music swelling to its climax.

You chuckled weakly, doing your best to reply as usual. “Nothing much, ugly.”

“Whoa, you okay? That had none of your typical asshat-ery to it.” Leave it to Hanamaki to notice that your insults had less bite than normal.

“Maybe I’m feeling nice,” you tried to cover.

“You? Being nice? To me?,” Makki questioned and you could hear his teasing smile, “Never.”

“Like anyone would ever be nice to a moron like you,” you heard someone in the background say. Matsukawa, maybe.

“Makki! We’re in the middle of a movie, put the phone away!” You could tell immediately from the nickname and the ever present whine that it was Oikawa which meant that it was definitely Matsukawa from before which meant that Iwaizumi was also present.

“Oh, shit, sorry. I forgot you had guys’ night or whatever the hell Oikawa makes you call it,” you apologized, tugging at the hem of your sweatshirt. On second thought, it might have been Hanamaki’s. It was certainly large enough to be.

You heard Hanamaki move, the background noise growing more distant. “Nah, don’t worry about it. He’s making us watch some stupid fucking alien movie that I swear he’s seen, like, fifteen times.”

“This is only my eighth time, jeez!”

Oikawa yelped as Iwaizumi undoubtedly hit him. “Shut it, Trashykawa.”

“Atta boy, Iwaizumi,” Makki cheered, drawing himself further from the noise. You heard a click of a door, assuming he had found a separate room. “So? What’s up?”

“Oh. Nothing,” you half-lied. There was something wrong, you supposed, you just didn’t know what.

“Bullshit,” Hanamaki said firmly, “you’re a terrible liar. Something’s bothering you and you never call unless you either need something or you had a shitty day.”

You scoffed. “I call you just to call you!”

“Last time you called me you asked me to get you a meat bun and you hung up before I could say anything,” Makki reminded you, amusement clear in his voice.

“Okay, well,” you said sheepishly, “it worked. So… there.”

He laughed, the sound light and mischievous. It never failed to make you smile, even if the smile now was small and half-hearted. “You’re such a dork.”

“Why thank you, I try.”

“Yeah, sure seems like it half the time.”

You would have punched him if he were there with you. “Hey!”

“You said it first, not me,” he chuckled. He waited for a few moments, perhaps for you to say something, but you honestly didn’t know what to say. You were sad but you didn’t know why and you felt like the whole world was against you. It was a miracle you were even able to call Hanamaki in the first place. He sighed. “Meat buns or Pocky?”

The question startled you as your brows knitted together. “What?”

“Fuck it, I’ll just bring both. I’ll be at yours as soon as I can.”

Your eyes widened as you tried to stop Hanamaki. “Hana, wait, no--”

A door opened and the background noise of the movie became clearer as Makki moved yet again. “Yo, Shittykawa! Got any Pocky?”

“Get away from my kitchen, you snack monster!” you heard the man squawk.

“Nevermind, I’ll just get it with the meat buns. Oh,” Makki seemed to remember that he hadn’t hung up on you and softly said, “I’ll see you in thirty minutes, Y/n.” And the line went silent. 

“What the hell?” you whispered to yourself. You glanced outside your window, surprised that it was already dark outside, meaning that you had wasted away your entire day. You didn’t know what you expected to come out of talking with Hanamaki, but it certainly wasn't for him to ditch his friends to come see you. You sighed, flopping back across your bed and closing your eyes to take a few moments to focus on your breathing. The pilates girls on campus were always preaching about how good it was to take a few centering, meditative breaths throughout the day. Hanamaki and you constantly snickered at their bullshit but right now, you honestly felt as if you were a dam with a weak point, just waiting for that one final push to break you. So if the pilates girls were right and this whole centering bullshit ended up not being complete bullshit and it didn’t hurt to just breathe -- what the hell, might as well try something. All of your previous attempts turned out to be useless, so what harm could deep breaths do? You honestly were just hoping to keep your mind occupied until Hanamaki apparently showed up on your doorstep, ditching his old high school teammates he only gets to see every now and then in favor of coming to see your mopey ass. He just saw through you so easily -- a spy career was out of the cards for you, you mused -- that it was almost infuriating. All because the usual insult that you fling his way sounded a little less bitchy. Damn him and his stupidly keen intuition.

The breathing thing must have worked because, before you know it, your door is opening and Hanamaki is calling out a casual “Yo!” as he lets himself in.

You groan, forcing yourself to get up and actually greet him. He’s in your kitchen, shuffling through the fridge to find the beer you keep for him hidden in the back. You can tell he’s been sweating, beads of it lightly dripping down his temples. “You stink, ugly.”

Makki turns around beer in hand, lifting an eyebrow at you. “Nice to see you, too.”

“You’re sweating, what else am I supposed to say?”

He rolls his eyes, clutching dramatically at his heart. “I ran here from the station and I even brought you food and this is how you repay me? Some friend.” He gestures to the bag sitting on your countertops. “You’re welcome, by the way,” he adds, sipping from his beer.

"Hana, you didn't have--"

Hanamaki huffs, lazily waving your words away. "Yeah, yeah, but food always helps when you're feeling down and you've been nagging me to get you meat buns for the past two weeks." He gave you a pointed look. “So consider this as me caving. I even got you Pocky, too.”

You persist, "Still--"

"Listen," he sighed, glancing at you, his features almost bored, "I know you're sad and there's nothing wrong with a guy wanting to be there for his best friend, now is there?"

(Your heart did a weird thing and you knew it was because he had called you his best friend but you had always been that and would continue to always be that, so what was the problem?)

You shifted your feet, tugging at the hem of your shirt. "Well, no, but guys night--"

"Whatever, I see those guys every month," 

You quirked your brows. "You see me almost every day, Hana, we go to the same college."

"Yeah, but I actually like you instead of those dweebs. Plus, you’re sad. I’d be a dick if I just ignored that." Hanamaki made his way over to your couch, perching onto the arm, facing you and nursing his stolen drink.

You crossed your arms as you leaned against the counter. “You’re really annoying for being able to do that, by the way.”

“For being able to do what?”

“For being able to tell that I’m sad! Sometimes a girl just wants to be sad by herself.”

Makki quirked his brow. “You called me, princess.” You swallowed the heat that wanted to rise at hearing your best friend call you that.

“Maybe I shouldn’t have,” you choked out defiantly.

Hanamaki grins as you huff, snatching a box of the mint chocolate biscuit sticks and tearing into it, crunching one into your mouth. You glared at him as you swallowed the treat, his stupidly cute smirk doing its best to coax more warmth to flood your system.

“You’re feeling better now, yeah?” he asks, after a minute. You nod reluctantly to which he chuckles, grin never once leaving his face. “So you don’t mind if I tell you something?”

You cock your head to the side, a little confused. Usually the asshole doesn’t hesitate to ask you the most invasive questions so you can only wonder. "Tell me what?"

Makki nods, chugging the rest of his beer – you didn’t notice how little of it was left in the first place – and sets the bottle down onto the coffee table. "It's been on my mind for a really long time, now. Like, months. Years, even."

"That's surprising, I didn't know you could think for that long."

A wide grin split over his mouth. "Oh, shut it."

A matching smile lifts the corners of your mouth. "So, Hana, what has your brain so occupied? You need all the space you can get up there."

He exhales a shaky, laughing breath. You wonder why he seems so nervous. He never gets nervous. There's even a flush to his cheeks that you don't think is just from the beer. “I think," he says slowly, methodically," I’m in love with you. No, I know I’m in love with you.”

Your heart feels like it comes to an utterly abrupt stop. You swear you can feel it seize up. Heat climbs up your body, swirling throughout. Maybe you should have cleaned your ears while you were waiting for him to show up, you don't think you heard him correctly. “What?”

“My stupid fucking heart does this really stupid fucking thing where it feels like it can skip a beat when you call me ugly. My goddamn lungs feel like they are entirely incapable of breathing properly when I’m around you because I just love you so much–”

“That sounds like a personal problem,” you blurt out, wincing at your lack of self control.

Makki stops and just stares at you. Your fingers immediately find the hem of your shirt once again, playing with it to distract you from the total fool that you made of yourself. But, then again, that wasn’t anything new around Makki… who continues to just stare at you. And then he’s bursting into fits of laughter, trying to hold them in and only making the choking sounds worse.

“Did you– did you just… fucking insult me while I was confessing? Ouch,” he wheezed.

“I– This doesn’t happen to me very often, Hanamaki, how the hell else do you expect me to react?”

He quieted and for the first time when he looked at you, he looked almost shy. Almost. He was still the same calm and collected Hanamaki Takahiro that you had grown to adore. “Maybe for you to say that you love me, too?”

Your breathing hitched and you finally allowed yourself to admit that your heart always did weird things around your best friend because you were maybe, sort of, wholeheartedly in love with him too.

“Is this how you cheer girls up when they’re sad? By telling them that you love them?”

His smile is soft and kind. “Only the ugly ones.” You groaned, covering your face at his idiocy. “And the ones I get to call mine.”

Your heart fluttered as you peeked at him from beneath your hands. “There better only be one.”

“Is..." he takes a deep breath, "Is that ‘one’ gonna be you?”

You gulp underneath his serious stare, entirely unused to it. “O-Only if you don’t mind being the uglier half.”

It takes a moment for him to register your words and watching him do so is like watching fireworks explode. His whole body lights up and his face is quick to be reignited with his signature grin, his eyes beaming with joy and pride. In order to do something, anything but look at Hanamaki, you snatch up another Pocky, stuffing it into your mouth.

Emboldened by your return of his affections, Hanamaki slinks over, bracing himself against the counter with his arms on either side of you. A hand comes to gently guide your chin to look at him. Impossibly, his smirk grows wider as he bravely leans in and bites down on the half of the Pocky sticking straight out of your mouth. His eyes are alive with amusement in the face of your embarrassment. Honestly though, you couldn't tell if you were more mildly disgusted or vaguely turned on.

"If you don't fucking kiss me, I'll kiss you myself." It was impossible not to glance at his lips.

His grin widens, licking at his lips hungrily. "Is that a promise or a threat?"

"Both," you breathe, butterflies battering around your stomach like crazy.

"Nice," he grins and then you’re both diving in for a kiss, both of your hearts swelling with joy and amusement and the pleasurable insanity of being in love with your best friend.

So here’s to promises and threats and the kisses in between.

taglist: @samwrights​ 

[5thbears]

ʻ 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃   ♛ . @nexilium said:  4, 6, 13, 18, 20 !

𝟒.  𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐑𝐏 𝐏𝐄𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐒?

—  i actually have a lot, but some would probably have me in the dog house and i’d rather not go there, so i’ll just list a couple here.  mostly general rp etiquette being broken, like when people assume things about your character without confirming it first, or worse, obnoxious god-modding.  but then there are petty, pointless callouts and passive-aggressive vague posting.  like, why?  if it isn’t something the entire RPC needs to be aware of, why should an issue between two people ever become anything more than an issue between those two people?  and another thing, people shitting on ships simply because they ship something else.  if you don’t like what you see ...  move on??

𝟔.  𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄?

—  kosuke’s still a super new character to me, but there are already an overabundance of things i love about writing him.  like how bold he is;  how straight-forward, honest, and outspoken.  he can be abrasive at times, but he’s loyal and you can trust him.  and on top of all that there’s so much more to him than meets the eye and i cannot wait to discover different sides of him with you all as he grows and gains more connections.

𝟏𝟑.  𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ( 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐏 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐄 )?

—  5 of my all-time favorite characters are:

sugawara koushi, from haikyuu!! ( obviously )

heiwajima shizuo, from durarara!!

bokuto kotaro, from haikyuu!! ( @bmspkd )

momiji soma, from fruits basket ( that english dub tho kjhgf it’s so bad pls )

shikamaru nara & rock lee collectively, from naruto

—  5 of my favorite characters here on tumblr are:

yang kai, @nexilium ( he’s my baby, deal w it )

akaashi keiji, @taskfocused ( one of the most well-rounded canon characters i have ever seen on tumblr, i take no crit )

oikawa tooru, @chisupa ( i love their oikawa more than i like actual oikawa ?? )

sakurazuka alice, @shrapnelsong ( i’ve loved alice from the moment i laid eyes on her a hundred years ago, she’s so good pls )

hitachiin hikaru, @tofiorire ( i ??  chef kiss )

and as a bonus, because who can list only 5 ?? @loversmeet and @memoiria both have muses who continually bless me ??

𝟏𝟖.  𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍?

—  i think a great partner comes in many shapes and sizes, but in my eyes some of the best ones are those who care.  they care about your interactions, and they care about building your connections.  they’re there to scream with when you’ve found something that reminds you of your muses, and they understand when you needs days, weeks, months between responses.  but the very cherry on top of the greatest partners of all time are the ones who guide you when you make mistakes or do things wrong.  the ones who tell you what you do and give you room to grow rather than pushing you away or belittling you, or worse, blocking you without giving you a reason.  nothing sucks more than losing someone you thought was a friend without knowing why.

𝟐𝟎.  𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐈𝐓 𝐁𝐄?

—  pls ...  calm tf down

[sumeshi-t]

past or present— a haikyuu smau

[oikawa x y/n x atsumu]

a/n: should i even call this a smau if i keep putting out wordy partsz LMAO jk by next part, or 25, it'll all go back to normal i promise ily all

part 22 > part 23 > part 24 | nav.

"she's out cold," iwaizumi mutters, staring down at your form: upper body spread on the table, bun loosened, make up faded, but the evidence of your drunken state obvious from the flush of your cheeks. matsukawa sighs, "at least she won't have to puke in the car," 

hanamaki chuckles, tipsy, "she finished a lot... when she can't even handle herself, what a lo~oser..." 

iwaizumi frowns, lightly shoving hanamaki, who has to grab the nearest wall to prevent from falling face first on the floor. "you're partly to blame. why'd you even challenge y/n to a drinking contest?!"

then, oikawa quietly makes his way towards you to drape his suit jacket over your shoulders, before he carries you on his back. the other two who were sober only watched as the setter says, "well, this can't be helped. i think it's fine for y/n to let loose, don't you guys think?" his face was unreadable; yet they knew his words just then surely held meaning. "iwa-chan, y/n's purse please?"

oikawa walks outside the KTV room ahead of everybody else. meanwhile, iwaizumi and matsukawa try to handle the drunk hanamaki. the three of them, especially iwaizumi, stole glances over to you and oikawa, making sure to keep their distance in an effort to give you and oikawa some privacy. 

"you think this is gonna be okay? i mean, them...?" matsukawa murmurs, clear enough for iwaizumi to understand. iwaizumi's shoulders slump as he sighs, "there's nothing i can do but to hope so."

'good thing her dress has a convenient slit,' oikawa idly thinks to himself, feeling your steady breathing on his back. 

'how long has it been since i last carried you like this, y/n?' oikawa wasn't going to deny it, he knew the alcohol's in his system too, but it just didn't hit him as hard as it hit you; perhaps, he was once again using another lame excuse for being sentimental, afraid of admitting to himself that it was you who made him feel these things, made him feel a certain kind of way. 

he wished you too, were feeling the same. or, perhaps, could still feel the same.

the thought made oikawa's hold on your legs tighten. not because he was afraid of letting you fall, but because he was afraid of having to let you go. again. he already made that mistake once, he wasn't about to make that mistake twice. in the short time he has with you, he was going to savor every millisecond of it.

the walk to the parking lot was quicker than he'd expected. oikawa let his three friends go first, wanting to feel your warmth and presence a tiny bit longer.

"what are you waiting for, trashykawa? get in the damn car, before hanamaki explodes all over it,"

with a resentful sigh, oikawa carefully gets you settled in your seat. 

the ride was quiet, no one spoke to one another until it was time to drop everybody near their respective homes. hanamaki was first, followed by iwaizumi then oikawa. however, the latter never got out the car. "i'll take care of y/n. can't just leave her like that..."

matsukawa looked at his former captain through the rearview mirror, who was simply looking out the car window, watching iwaizumi's retreating back. without a word, he drove past oikawa's house and went straight to yours. 

meanwhile, iwaizumi stopped in his tracks, eyes following the departing car. he could only take a deep breath, and look up at the starless sky. as a friend, he could only sit back and hope that his best friends would figure out how to get along with each other from now on, finish what ever unfinished business they had with each other. he doesn't let it show, but it is troubling for him to be stuck in the middle. 

iwaizumi shook off the negativity from his mindset as he stepped foot inside his house. he trusts that they will sort things out in the long run, and he would be there for them both, no matter what.

the car stopped nearby your house's entrance, and matsukawa stretched after pulling on the handbrake. "alright, captain. we're here. do you want me to wait for you?"

oikawa was already standing by your side of the car, about to carry you, whilst rummaging through your purse to get your keys. "nah mattsun, you should go ahead. i told you i'd take care of y/n; she's going to have a re~eally bad hangover from this," 

as oikawa picked you up from the front seat, matsukawa simply spared him a nod before lighting a cigar, then drove off, knowing you were in good hands. 

soon as oikawa brought you inside, he laid you down on your futon. you groaned in your sleep, before turning over so your back was facing him. he only stared at your form once, watching the steady rise and fall of your bare back, before he sat on the floor by your feet. oikawa removed your heels and jewelry, and proceeded to tucking you in beneath the sheets. he even went so far as to get a towel to wipe your face clean, and loosened the bun you put your hair up in. 

although he was tired, tipsy, and jet-lagged, oikawa still managed to do these things and when he was done, he left you in your room and slept outside, on the floor. 'it's the least i could do,' he thought to himself. 

how he wished he could do more, if only... you were willing to let him.

then, he feels your phone vibrate on the main hall's single table. he forgot about your purse, so he lazily reached for it, grateful for his long arms. oikawa took your phone out, and he was supposed to feel happy when he recognized your lockscreen being one of the sunset photos he's sent you–but then the string of notifications on the screen with atsumu's name on full display overruled that. luckily, you had your settings in a way that wouldn't let anyone read the content of the message unless the phone was unlocked.

oikawa was sure he's seen that name before; he knew it was volleyball-related but he just couldn't put a finger on it. whoever it was, he mused that this person was very close to you; it was way past midnight and "atsumu miya" was still up to check on you. 

he sighed–too bad you were drunk and passed out, stuck inside the house with your ex, back in miyagi;

so he cleared the notifications, while an unsettling feeling made its way in his chest. 

the brunette pouted, he didn't want to label that feeling with anything but... he was quite, sorta, kinda, slightly jealous.

jealous that a man other than him would be this willing, this persistent, to stay up late, just to make sure you were safe.

oikawa grabbed your phone again, swiped up to open the camera to check himself. his cheeks were still flushed, hair messy yet framing his face perfectly, eyes weary. "goddamnit, i'm so cute," he took one lazy selfie before locking your phone once again, and bringing it to your room. 

he went back outside, grabbed his own phone from his pocket while lying down to inform iwaizumi that you were still off in dreamland and that he was about to bang the tatami, before dozing off into a nap.

the next morning, oikawa was first to wake up. luckily, he wasn't hungover. he went to check on you, and you were still asleep. so, just like the old times, oikawa heads straight to your kitchen as if he owned the place, looking for anything he could make for breakfast and for your headache. 

he was troubled upon discovering that there wasn't much there but eggs and some bread, so oikawa went out to make a quick trip to a nearby convenience store. the setter prepared for you a simple sandwich, readied a bottle of hangover cure, made some instant noodles just for you to have some soup.

the idle kitchen noise woke you up, your headache accentuated by confusion and panic. you were so disoriented, having nearly no memory of last night, 'at least i'm still in my dress,' you consoled yourself, while you hurriedly grabbed both your heels off the floor–an action you regretted as the world around you was spinning–all this just to deal with who or what you thought was an intruder. 

your arm was already raised up, about to throw a shoe at the person, about to throw up yourself too.

but then, you couldn't believe your eyes. it took a while for the sight before you to register in your hung up brain.  

oikawa's sleeves rolled up to his elbows, tie loosened, and wearing dark, alien-designed socks, transferring soup from the pot to a bowl.

you didn't know which throbbed harder: your head or your heart.

"w-what the fuck are you doing here?!"

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[dear-yandere]

—ask collection!

a collection of mostly very old chats and sweet asks that i never got around to answering! thanks for the patience and love!! 

beware, fairly long post... woops....

chat asks.

darling: Eu-jin is best boy. Change my mind.

vanya: i am physically incapable of fulfilling that request, how dare you do that to me... i’m biased since he’s my own oc, but i would die for my (very best) boy eu-jin... who can resist such a gentle yandere that loves you so whole-heartedly?

that reminds me! he’s actually based off of kuroyuki and gekkamaru from the otome nightshade, so if you want similar characters by any chance, do check them and the game out ♡

darling: I was watching the dub for Part 5 of JoJo's Bizarre adventure yesterday...Mista called himself Daddy and I like- sdfghjfgsdhnhnmj!! My heart can't take this--

vanya: WAIT HE DID???? i’m not even big on daddy kink and reading that made me go 😳 this is vital information to know... what episode was this??? for research purposes, of course. gotta perfect my yan! mista, after all~...

darling: for yandere songs, have you heard of the major to minor covers by chase holfelder :O? the way he delivers the lyrics in some songs (betty, all i want for christmas), added with the key changes to minor, is really fantastic, and gives a stalker-ish vibe imo! and he's a really good singer in general

vanya: i have!! a good chunk of them are actually on my personal yandere playlist, so i end up hearing them frequently when i’m writing!! i haven’t been keeping up with his uploads recently, so ‘betty’ is completely new to me and just, wow???????????? this man is an absolute god send for us “romantic” horror fans... ♡

this ask gave me such a lovely idea, though, darling: assigning yandere types/mbti based off each of chase’s minor key covers. i think i’ll do that just for you. ♡

darling @blossomiich​: I reread some of your old character interaction asks and saw the one with Jotaro hugging his Darling after a panic attack and the elephant seal plush reminded me of the iconic C H O N K Y ringed seal plushie that was kinda trending and I can totally imagine Jotaro having one of those >w< that's so adorable!

vanya: i honestly don’t remember that interaction, but then again i don’t remember most things hmghng so i looked it up and

j...just imagine star plat hogging it and not letting joot cuddle with it 🥺 the duality of man...thank you for this cute image...

darling: Umm, sorry for asking this. I'm just curious because of your bio language in your header. Are you Chinese too, perhaps?

vanya: no worries!! i’m mixed guyanese (indian, chinese, & possibly black and/or portuguese), but my family only celebrates (or rather, acknowledges?) our indian descent, since the majority of our family is predominantly east indian. 

my header is actually a quote from a danmei novel (and one of my all-time favorite fandoms), tiān guān cì fú (heaven’s official blessing)!

darling genki stan anon: Omg you're writing for free now, i didn't expect that one lol. It's a cute show innit? Not a nagi stan but I feel like nagisa has that kinda unsnapped personality that would make him peak delusional yandere material lolol like oikawa but less threatening and without his head being up his own ass 😂. Hope you're doing well!! -gsa

Gdjsjs im such a fool, i think my last ask said something about not thinking you'd write for free when i literally just pointed out kisumi on your sideblog LMAO my bad 😅 😂 also ill hold back on the gen chan requests because ive already asked so many in the past! Thank you though 🥺. Also feel free not to post this, it can just dip into my onesided chats with my lil flower 💐 so long as you receive them im fine 😌 -genki stan anon

vanya: nagisa isn’t my favorite (kisumi is), but gods if he wouldn’t make a great yandere. honestly, out of the iwatobi boys, nagi is probably the most unhinged. i wouldn’t peg him as delusional, at least not at first; i think he’s very lucid and knows exactly what he wants and how to manipulate people in order to get it!!! kisumi is fairly similar now that i think about it... i might... have a type...

please feel free to send in gen-chan requests whenever you want!!!! i’m kinda super asocial, so it’ll take me a while to answer, but i love getting asks from you since you’re so sweet and excitable!!! your little flower reads and cherishes them all!! 🥺

also darling genki stan anon: Sorry for spamming you with asks hdjkdks, u dont even need to reply im just kinda brain empty venting here whether you recieve them or not 😂 i just needed to confess that while yes i am #1 gen simp, and he is undoubtedly my fave oc of yours but that Ilya tentacle smut had me very much so highkey kinda 👀, had to re read the genki oral style drabble to bring my head back. He dont even need to worry about luca bc that man a thot. I think therin is a thot too but like lowkey, a classy thót -gsa

vanya: omg i’ve kept this one for forever mnmghngh i might’ve even answered at some other point, now that i think about it... but i just 🥺 gosh i hope i find my muse soon, because i really wanna write you a genki fic 🥺 hhhh

the ilya tentacle smut was so in character for that boy... i have no clue how to write monsters, much less tentacles, but i’d honestly do anything for him 🙏 kinky russian boy...

therin is definitely a classy thot, the kind that only bangs the finest concubines then turns around and slut shames you for banging the very same prostitutes gbfmngnfg rules don’t apply to him, in his kingdom...wish that were me tbh ✊😔

sweet asks.

darling one: i've read almost all of your dazai and chuuya fics and i love them so much!! your formatting is also super aesthetic just a question, i saw on your kofi that you also draw so i was wondering if you drew all the header arts?? bc they're all super pretty :) have a great day!

darling two: Just wanted to say love the writing and the way your format your posts is so aesthetically pleasing. One day I hope my posts looks half as good as yours because I legit can't get over how pretty and organized it looks.

vanya: omg thank you so much!!!! one of my bffs, yue, is to thank for the formatting and aesthetic choices, really! if you wanna see more of her aesthetic formats and posts, she actually runs a few blogs! you may know her as @milkscafe​, formally @milkaaton! i adore her and her aes choices so much 🥺

as for the headers, i don’t draw 99.98% of them! i have drawn a couple, but they’re so few and far in between since i almost never finish my art wips haha... my older posts are lacking proper credits because i’m an absolute idiot, but i’m slowly working my way backwards to credit them all where possible! they’re all indeed super pretty!!!

have a great day yourself, my love!!

darling: THEY’RE NOT BAD CONTENT, I LOVE THEM ALL

vanya: this was in response to a now-deleted lil blurb but i kept it in my inbox because i wanted to say i love u very much and seeing this ask each time i open my inbox makes my heart skip a beat ♡

darling: Listen I love your writing, you inspired me to start it myself! I've always loved to write, and read of course but your style and concepts just stick with me. If you where to write something besides Yandere content/fandom content and started your own series? I would read the shit, out of it. I'm always nervous to interact with my favorite writers because you know, I'm afraid of the impression I'd leave but I just wanted to say this anyway! 💞💞💞🔫😳

vanya: wowowow fgfnmgnfmngfg that’s such a high compliment my brain just gmfnbgmnf go boom fogjfngnfg and thank you for the interaction, us writers truly appreciate it no matter how awkward or nervous you think you may be / come off!!!

darling one: As a writer, your post struck a nerve with me. I don’t send feedback to writers I like nearly as much as I should (and certainly not as much as I’d like in return as a writer). So, as such, I’m going to start doing that when I can, starting with you.

You are an incredible writer. You were one of the first yandere writing blogs I found and you’re still one I check in on regularly to see what you have been working on. You can portray a sense of suspense and intrigue in a natural way that many other writers - published ones included - struggle with. You delve into the darkness without it feeling forced, and you have an amazing grasp on the psyches of the characters you write for (which is a quality I adore in writing and strive toward myself).

I’m not great at ending these things so I guess.. you keep doing you? Because the you is great and I appreciate it.

darling two:  hey. i'm here to tell you that from the bottom of my heart i love you and your writings. i really admire your writing skills. you inspire me. one of your posts once saved me from a nervous breakdown. thank you for everything you do. you're a wonderful person. good luck!

darling three: I wanted to tell you that thank you for writing such wonderful beautiful writings and that you take time to edit and write I hope you are taking care of yourself 💖❤

darling four: Thanks. I was having a hard time and deleted all my apps, but as soon as i opened my phone my first instinct was to look at your blog and i got my motivation back. Thanks (:

darling five: Hi ! I just wanted to say I really enjoy the stories you write and how they are detailed so well ! Stay safe and I hope you have a good day/night ! ლ(╹◡╹ლ)

vanya: ahhhh, these are very old asks mostly dating back to my “tumblr writing community is dying” post, and i’ve kept them this entire time because i’m just so starstruck. i have no clue how to reply to compliments, so i’m not sure what else to say besides that these asks made me very happy and got me through a few insecure moments!!! i’ve actually been feeling a little down about my writing recently, mostly because of lack of motivation / inspiration, so revisiting these really warmed my heart, so thank you truly ♡ i’m certainly keeping the originals in my inbox until the end of time!!

darling @monstrously-obsessed: psst, this local cryptic mom thing send all of their love for you 💕

vanya: your local herbo says she loves you very much momster 🥺 mwah

also, to the anon worried about my safety:

thank you so much for pointing that out!!! it hadn’t even crossed my mind when i made those ocs, so i appreciate your concern! i was contemplating revamping those two as is, so this is a great place to start! thank you again!!

[shxxknytrash]

pair: iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader

genre: fluff

word count: 2394

a/n: i hope you guys enjoy this! i apologize for any grammatical errors... my mind was all over the place but yeah! i want to dedicate this oneshot to @killlerqween​, i hope you enjoy this iwa-chan oneshot! <3

| | “i’m already home”

Cheers roared throughout the whole stadium - a very sweet sound ringing through your ears as you watch the team beneath you scream their hearts out; hugging each other with tears brimming down their cheeks as if their lives depended on the game. 

Well, it did. It was the game that would help them get to the Olympics, the final step in becoming one of the best teams to represent the country. 

The cheers didn’t seem to die out nor did the beating of your heart when you met his gaze for the umpteenth time. There was a tug on the corner of his lips when you didn’t tear away from his stare, unleashing the butterflies from the cages.

“Arigatou gozaimashita!!” 

His eyes glimmered with pride and you knew that he wanted you to see him shine in the court where the two of you promised to be at when you were kids. With a nod from you, it was inevitable for a smile to creep its way to his lips; the smile you always adored. 

It wasn’t just a smile. It was the smile Iwaizumi reserved only for you. A smile like no other.

-

“Ne, ne, Iwa-chan... where do you want to celebrate?” you query, a little spring to your steps which only made Iwaizumi smile at such sight. “You’re awfully happy today, (y/n)-chan.” Iwaizumi casually teased with a playful grin.

Rolling your eyes at the man, you turn around to face him; stopping him from bumping into you. “You haven’t answered my question.” you pouted as you cross your arms over your chest, tapping your foot impatiently as you zeroed in on him.

“And you still haven’t told me what you were itching to tell me a while ago.” Iwaizumi retaliated with his sharp eyes looking down at you, pressuring you to spill whatever you wanted to tell him.

“Ne, Iwa-chan! I-... You were-” you stuttered as you felt the rush of heat going from your neck to your cheeks. Iwaizumi peers over his shoulder as he ties his shoes, nodding at his fellow teammates as they leave the room.

“I was what?” he asks while slinging his gym bag over his shoulder, eyes meeting your (e/c) orbs with a glint of curiosity. 

“N-nevermind!” you quickly transferred your gaze upfront with the most ‘convincing’ grin you could ever pull off.

“Oi, you better stop hanging around Trashykawa. You’re becoming more like him whenever I see you.” 

You knew how much you wanted to tell him he did a great job, however, there’s just something about how he looked had your heart hammering against your chest - getting you all nervous and clammy.

“I’ll tell you once you d-decide where we’re going to celebrate your victory.” you mumbled, lower lip tugged outward into a pout while avoiding his gaze. 

No matter how much he would want to deny it, he just couldn’t seem to get enough of you. You were you. You never changed for anyone - staying true to yourself. And maybe that’s one thing Iwaizumi liked about you.

The way your lips tug into the warmest smile whenever your eyes meet his during a game, how your eyes sparkle when you tell him about your day or how awesome he was when he did straight-ahead spikes, or how your cheeks would be dusted in pink whenever you got embarrassed on doing the cutest things just to see him smile.

(l/n) (y/n). The name that sounded so beautiful in his mouth. Was there even a name more beautiful than yours? For sure there wasn’t, according to Iwaizumi. 

Chuckling at your cute antics, you couldn’t help but get startled when you feel his hand on your head, ruffling it in response to your remark. “Alright, alright.” he gives up before tugging your arm, pulling you towards the direction of your destination. “So, where shall we celebrate?” 

“You’ll see.”

-

Whenever you spent time with Iwaizumi, you couldn’t help but notice how everything just pass by so fast. The moment you arrived at the place where you and Iwaizumi usually ate after his practices, you couldn’t help but gleam at the sight of all your favorite foods placed right in front of you. 

“You’re the best, Iwa-chan-”

“Huh, you’re not gonna call me how you used to call me, (y/n)?” he scoffs when he saw how flustered you’ve become. A mumbling mess to be exact.

With the pads of your fingers meeting the hem of your hoodie, all you could look at was anything except his chocolate orbs. You knew what he meant and yet, you couldn’t bring yourself to call him with the nickname you gave him years ago.

Haji... he’s always been my Haji since we were toddlers... you thought as you continued to stall, only to receive a soft flick on your forehead making you look at him dead straight in the eyes with a gasp. 

“Did you just flick me, Iwa-chan?” 

Iwaizumi wasn’t sure whether you were trying to be scary or not but he, for sure, knows that you’re still cute despite trying to look all scary and mad. Rolling his eyes in response, he brings up a slice of pizza up to your lips. “Open up.”

His chocolate brown orbs looked at you, waiting for you to take a bite. You knew you didn’t have a choice - not when he’s looking at you with those eyes. Eyes that were of earthy hue; filled with nothing but warmth and sincerity.

Taking a bite from the pizza, you angrily ate beside him with a pout - receiving the pizza with both hands as you avoided his gaze. “Now, what were you planning to tell me? It seems like you’ve forgotten your promise.” he muses as he continued to put a variety of dishes on your plate.

Right, I haven’t told him yet... 

“You did great out there, Haji... I’m really proud of you.” your voice was soft, a whisper that was only loud enough for Iwaizumi to hear. The words that his heart longed to hear were finally laid out for him; his eyes immediately meeting your (e/c) orbs to see any hint of sincerity.

[a/n: s/c - skin color]

The (s/c) cheeks were not the only ones dusted in pink; the tips of your ears were now in a darker shade compared to your cheeks. Were you embarrassed? Kinda. Why so? You, yourself don’t even know why you’re all jittery under his gaze.

Iwaizumi has always been your Haji, a brother you couldn’t replace but for some reason, every single part of you screamed otherwise.

You always felt weak when it came to him, you always felt calm when you’re in his arms, and you always felt like you were in cloud nine whenever you guys rather spend time with each other. And yet, you always felt like exploding whenever you could feel his gaze at you -  like now. “I know I’ve told you this a lot of times but... I genuinely am happy and proud of you, H-haji.” 

“You’ve grown so much- you’ve improved so much that it warms my heart to see you become the man you are right now.” you reach out to take his hands in yours, casting your gaze on both of your hands. With your thumb rubbing gentle circles on the back of his hand, it seemed to calm you down, but it sent shivers down Iwaizumi’s spine.

His hands felt rough against yours, yet you still loved them. It may be calloused, but it was a reminder of how hardworking your Haji was. “I’m glad to be beside you on this journey of yours, Haji.”

“O-oi... w-what’s gotten into you?” Iwaizumi stuttered with cheeks and ears tinted in red. The way his heart pounded against his heart scared him; scared that you might hear how loud it was. Iwaizumi has loved you throughout these years, and just hearing the things you said sent him into bliss. 

Giggling at his question, you didn’t mind how his tongue seemed to be caught in a knot as you look up to him with a smile. “My Haji’s all grown up!” you faked tears, throwing your arms around him while rubbing your cheeks on his shoulder.

And with just your usual antics, Iwaizumi was red enough to pass out from embarrassment which sent you into a laughing fit.

“S-Stop it!”

-

Both of your tummies, and also your hearts, were full from the simple celebration. It hasn’t been a while since the two of you walked side by side.

The sky was dusted with black tranquility – a choir of stars danced around the serenade of black. The cold wind planted kisses on your faces, leaving rosy marks on both of your cheeks and nose. Times like these are the sole reason as to why Iwaizumi loves walking with you.

It reminded him of how content he was with having you by his side. Just walking with you sent his heart into a wonderful bliss. Glancing at your figure from time to time, he couldn’t help but notice the tiny details.

The way your eyelashes would create shadows over your cheeks due to its length, the way your nose and the corner of your eye crinkled when the wind blew, and the way your red, plump lips tug into a smile were enough for him to smile.

Seeing your apartment from afar, you turn your body towards Iwaizumi; only to be startled when you see him looking at you already. “Ne, ne, Haji, you can just drop me here since my apartment’s near already!”

“No.” Iwaizumi was adamant in sending you home since he had a mission to complete. A mission, well, more like a promise he made with himself. The sound of your whines was enough to snap him out from his own train of thoughts, casting his gaze back to you with eyebrows furrowed in response. “If something were to happen to you, I swear Trashykawa would kill me (y/n),” he adds, taking your silence as an opportunity to drag you towards your apartment.

“Oikawa this, Oikawa that! He doesn’t even care if something’s going to happen to me-“

“Are you sure? As much I can remember, Shittykawa would always nag at me whenever I leave you for a second.” Iwaizumi knew how much Oikawa loved you as a little sister and it was only reasonable for him to use Oikawa as an excuse every damn time. Rolling your eyes at your best friend, you huffed and puffed your cheeks in frustration – allowing him to drag you all the way to your apartment.

The two of you stood right in front of your doorway with you grinning at Iwaizumi. “Thanks for walking me home, Haji!” you beamed while connecting your hand with the doorknob, only to be stopped by Iwaizumi. “I’m not yet going home, (y/n).”

Baffled by his words, you furrow your eyebrows at him. “Iwa-chan,” you paused as you crossed your arms over your chest for the umpteenth time for the day, “you need to go home and rest. You’ve done so well today!”

“I don’t want to,” Iwaizumi firmly retaliates. His stubbornness was enough for you to lose your cool. You tried your best to push him away from your door, but of course, you only failed knowing how strongly-built your best friend was. “Just go home already and rest!” you whined with arms still wrapped around the wing spiker.

Looking down at you to meet your glistening eyes, Iwaizumi tilts his head with arms wrapping themselves around you.

“But…” he pauses for a while and continues, “I’m already home.”

What? you were frozen in your place, unable to understand what he was trying to say. “You’re already home?” Your grip around him was starting to loosen up. It was as if he took every ounce of energy left in you with that sentence, but you also couldn’t seem to look away from his gaze.

“I’m already home,” Iwaizumi’s face didn’t show any hint of insincerity and the way his arms around her tightened had her head spinning. “I’ve found my home in you.”

He found his home in me? your ears couldn’t believe what they were hearing. Iwaizumi, your best friend since childhood, found his home in you. What did he mean? Was it literally or…

“I’ve promised myself that if we win the game a while ago, I’ll fess up.” He pauses as he gently pushes away a strand of hair from your face, tucking them behind your ear just to see your face clearly. “I’ve always loved you, (y/n). I have and always will love you for who you are.”

“Ever since we were young, I knew right there and then that you were special to me. Special in a way where all I could see was you, no matter how hard I try to defy my feelings, it has always been you, (y/n). I couldn’t be the person I am right now if it weren’t for you.” Iwaizumi’s sudden revelation had your heart go wild, opening all the cages you have inside of you. You always knew Iwaizumi was a man of his words and never did he lie to you when it came to speaking from the heart.

“You made me see things in a better light. You believed in me when no one did. You accepted me for who I am, continuously accepting me with open arms… I don’t even get why you do so when there are tons of men stumbling on their feet just to get your attention.” He continued, ignoring the widening of your eyes when you felt his heart beating so loudly against his chest. He was nervous but if he were to stop now, he’d regret it for the rest of his life.

Iwaizumi pulls away from the hug, taking your hands in his as he continued to search for your eyes - only to be met by your (e/c) orbs. “And for all of it, I thank you for making me feel this way, (y/n). I love you. I really do. Not as a sister or a friend.” he ends his confession with a shy smile. Soon, embarrassment dawning on him, he scratches the back of his head while avoiding your gaze.

“Y-you know, you don’t need to tell me how you feel about me right now. I will respect how you feel and your decisions... I just wanted to tell you how I honestly felt towards you and how much I want to cherish you for the rest of my life-”

“I love you too, Haji. I’ve always loved you.” you cut him off with a smile. The way how his eyes softened at your confession made your heart flutter once more. You always knew Iwaizumi was special to you - no one could ever compare to him, no matter what you did, no one came close to Iwaizumi. 

“Aren’t you going to ask me that question, Haji?” wrapping your arms around his neck, you tug him closer ‘til your lips were centimeters apart. Flustered at your actions Iwaizumi couldn’t help but swallow his saliva, eyes trying to focus on you. “Then... W-will you be my girlfriend, (y/n)?”

“Of course, I’d love to be yours.” you cheekily answered as you pulled him into a kiss, closing in the space in between the two of you. 

The two of you stayed in that position for a couple more seconds before pulling away with cheeks dusted in pink. Raising your hand to cup his cheeks, you leaned in once more before placing one last peck against his soft, plump lips.

“Welcome home, my Haji.” 

[roleassuming]

Mobile about/muse list under cut:

About:

My name’s Scott (he/him) I’m 18, autistic, bi, trans, and this is my shitty rp blog. I’ve been rping for a pretty long time but I’ve never rlly made a rp blog b4 so I have no clue what I’m doing ;P

This blog is multifandom & multimuse (if you couldn’t already tell) and my dms are always open (^w^)/ just hmu if you wanna rp and we can plan/trade discords and stuff. I don’t really like rping in reblog chains but if you’d prefer to do that we can idrc … also :V i do literate/semi-literate roleplay and I have a bad habit of typing too much !

Not all rp has to be ship stuff, I’m always down for platonic interactions!!

I’m open to most aus, but I won’t rp any fantasy/magic/harry potter type stuff because it bores me sorry

I don’t rp NSFW, I refuse to rp pedophilic/incestuous/abusive ships and will block you if you even ask, and if you make me uncomfortable I’ll just block you lol. usual dni stuff applies to this blog

Muse list:

Bolded characters are my favs, italizied characters are my second favs, and everyone else is still fun but yknow I’m not as good at playing them ;P

Haikyuu: - Tsukishima Kei - Akaashi Keiji - Daishou Suguru - Tendou Satori - Yūji Terushima - Oikawa Tooru - Kenji Futakuchi - Miya Osamu - Semi Eita - Kunimi Akira

Danganronpa: - Gundham Tanaka - Kazuichi Souda - Kokichi Ouma - Rantaro Amami - Miu Maro Iruma (He’s trans) - Shuichi Saihara - Maki Harukawa - Kaito Momota

Your turn to die: - Shin Tsukimi - Joe Tazuna - Shunsuke Hayasaka

Other: - Nao Tsukinose - Pierre Bezukhov - Fedya Dolokhov - Anatole Kuragin - Tord Eddsworld - Metal Sonic - Silver the hedgehog - Reigen Arataka

I also roleplay ocs but I’m not gonna list them here. Just take a peek in the oc tag on my art blog if you’re curious lol

[ladyofthecastleproject]

[Angel of Miracle] 309 - What Fills You With Determination?

“Say WHAT?!” - Jun screamed on the phone - “Are you sure?! I can’t do that, my mom would kill me if she discover Daisuke is out of her range! He had a hard time to convince her to go visit our grandparents in America alone last year and to go on a trip this year!”

“I know, but he told me to say that…” - Taichi wasn’t happy with her screaming at him - “Because he’s in another world. Look, I know he does not want to make your parents and you worried, so this is why I’m planning to go there with the others.”

“I will go too.”

“No, you stay here and tell Miyako-chan’s sisters to please give us some help. We won’t take too much time. Also there’s Iori’s and Ichijouji’s families… I will call them later. Please whatever you think, do NOT try to dive into the Digital Gate alone. I know you’re older than us, but you need to hear me. I’m your senpai when it’s about digimon business.”

“Oh, senpai?” - she was being sarcastic now - “Right, Yagami-senpai. I will do what you want, but tell Kido-senpai I want a date with his oldest brother!”

“A-are you serious?!”

“Definitely~♥”

She hung up; at the Yagami household, Taichi was staring at the phone.

“That girl will end up doing something stupid” - he sighed.

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“Did you tell them?” - Yamato asked Taichi, once all the group were reunited in Koushiro’s room again.

“Yes… Jou, Motomiya-senpai said she wants a date with your big brother.”

“W-what?!”

“That’s not the right time for that!” - Sora interrupted them, like an angry mother - “Our plan is go to the Digital World and try to find a gate to that other world, isn’t it?”

“You were telling me to trust in the kids” - Taichi frowned - “Why the sudden change? Are you… Worried?”

“It’s not like I don’t trust them. It’s that I want to keep the gate open for their return!”

“So are we going or not?!” - Mimi snorted - “We need to decide!”

“We need to give them support, and this is why I want to… To go” - Sora answered.

“Yes, she’s worrying like a true mom” - Taichi nodded his head, arms crossed, eyes closed, a smirk…

“T-Taichi!!” - she blushed.

“Maybe we should go” - said Mimi - “We can at least keep the Digital World safe until they come back.”

“Safe from what?” - Jou questioned her - “The Digital world is safer than before. Oikawa-san’s seal… It restored it, if I remember correctly.”

“Actually not” - Koushiro interrupted them - “Gennai-san said there’s still stuff to be done. The Black War Greymon issue caused a great damage to the Digital World. The Holy Stones won’t grow that fast. The time Ichijouji-kun was the Kaiser, he unbalanced the Digital World with innumerous Dark Towers. The Digital World is far away from being ‘safe’ from the evil.”

“So… Are we still needed?” - Jou said it with a quiet voice.

“Yes, we are.”

“... We’re going” - Taichi announced - “We already talked to everyone’s families, Koushiro and Jou--”

“-senpai, please.”

“-- And Jou will stay here keeping the gate opened. The rest will come with me, we’re opening this gate to this unknown world and save the kids.”

“Will you ever call me by ‘senpai’ at least ONCE?!”

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“I have to go back,” - Diomedes announced - “There’s too much to be done, so please contact me once you’re ready, Warlock.”

“I understand…” - the little brother couldn’t keep him for a long time - “the kingdom needs you… And you’re the one responsible for the relationships of our allies.”

“Wow, he doesn’t look like Izumi-senpai at all” - Miyako whispered to Hikari and Takeru - “Izumi-senpai has social anxiety by what I noticed. Him being at the computer club was a big surprise to me, I’ve only talked to him by e-mail before.”

“Can we gather all the cores we got and focus on the missing ones?” - Dai asked - “Like, no one needs to stay with us if we have the cores. I think Helios and prince Diomedes have royal affairs to deal with.”

“True…” - the mage wondered - “I didn’t read anything about needing all cores to be activated. Before we get separated, we should do that.”

Everyone agreed, then they concentrated on their power, let themselves be guided by their aether and again the cores appeared in front of them. The only one who didn’t do that was Daisuke, because for an unknown reason he couldn’t do that.

Still… Daisuke felt upset with himself about it. Why? Why didn’t my core appear? Do I have a crest? And all the doubts invaded his thoughts. Warlock them muttered some strange words to the Chosen Children, but understandable for the others (and Daisuke too, but his case was he couldn’t translate it to the kids). After saying them, the cores went directly to Lance’s star pendant.

“Is it done?” - Diomedes asked - “I need to return now, I apologize.”

“We’re done for now” - Warlock said - “all the cores are with Lance now.”

“Including ours?” - Iori wondered.

“Not at all” - Takeru said - “Look at your hands. They’re still here…!”

“I think the enchantment just picked the ones from this world” - the wizard mused - “This never happened before, I mean having more cores than needed.”

“What do you mean?”

“Means you have more than needed, but it doesn’t matter… You’re unable to complete the requirements.”

A voice echoed in the room. Dai ran to the entrance of the castle, with the rest coming after him. There, they found…!!

“The Black Tailmon returned!” - Vee blinked.

“You will never finish it, Lance Duskstella. This world is fated to be engulfed by the darkness. No new life of yours will be able to save it. You and your outsider fellows will die here.”

“T-that’s a creepy thing to s-say…!” - Miyako was panicked.

“That’s strange…” - The mage bit his lips - “We never had a cat monster before.”

“What?!” - Dai and Vee were shocked - “So, she does not belong to the castle?!”

“No. And she must be…” - Warlock stared at the foe - “... Pandora.”

“EEEH?!”

“Hmph, I knew he would recognize me” - Black Tailmon smirked - “Not bad for Dragon Who’s great grandson.”

“She is the evil witch?!” - the 2-Top duo couldn’t believe that. Neither Lia.

“Rebecca… Aren’t you Rebecca?” - she was in denial.

“Tsk tsk, you should’ve realized that all was a lie. I was keeping an eye on you… Because I saw a shard of your brother in this world, wandering and waiting for something. I knew he was about to come back someday. Humans are like monsters, they reborn. But differently from the monsters, they become differently from the past life.”

“If you’re the evil witch, I gonna…” - Daisuke clenched his fists - “defeat you!!”

“What? You think you have the power to beat me?” - she laughed next - “You never learned enough spells to do that. You even have the requirements for Dragon Who’s sealing spell. What will you do? Use your outsider friends and their monsters to fight me? I’m invincible!”

“You have no idea how strong we are” - Hikari shouted - “Daisuke-kun and I were willing to save this world, and we all here want it.”

“I agree with Hikari-san” - Ken added - “We are strong together, we’re going to beat you!”

“I see… You must be the ones from the other world to have the same cores from those people. I will give you a warning: Lance Duskstella was a bad person, he is. And he will be your ruin.”

“QUIT LYING!” - Takeru shouted - “We heard Lance-san’s story, and Daisuke-kun did a lot of good things. Don’t try to convince us he’s not a good person, or that he never had redemption!”

“Hmph, such brats…!” - Pandora changed her form to a woman and she released a wave against them. A black mist. Poisonous clouds.

Suddenly… the Chosen Children and Pandora had disappeared.

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“Everyone!!” - Daisuke called them - “Are you okay??”

“... Why are we still here?” - Miyako appeared behind him, her eyes darker than before - “If is Lance-san’s fault, why are we doing it? Daisuke can’t do anything by himself??”

“M-Miyako, that’s not true! Well not entirely…!!”

“Daisuke-san always gives us headaches.” - Same goes to Iori’s - “Now we’re trapped here.”

“H-Hey… I’m not--”

“Why does make Daisuke-kun the leader anyway?” – and Takeru’s - “He has no skills to lead a team. All he does is to boss around, to yell at me, to cause troubles…”

“B-But I thought--”

“Daisuke never was a tough rival” - Ken’s eyes were dark, but he also smirked - “He was nothing but an insect. He only beat me because he had luck, if he had used his skills he should’ve been my slave.”

“K-Ken-- I…!!”

“If he hadn’t said my name to Lia-san,” - Hikari’s eyes were as well - “I could’ve been far away from this stupid world! It’s all his fault!”

“It is… my fault?”

“See? Even your ‘friends’ think that about you” - Pandora was right in front him - “They were lying to you ALL THE TIME. They didn’t stay because of you, but because you obliged them to!”

“... No.”

V-mon, Hawkmon, Armadimon, Patamon,Tailmon and Wormmon appeared and tried to attack the witch, but they had been repelled by her. They fell in front the goggle boy.

“It doesn’t matter what they say, Daisuke!” - Tailmon said - “They’re not saying the truth!” “Takeru wouldn’t never say that!” - Patamon added. “Neither Kenchan!” - Wormmon gave him a serious gaze

“Miyako-san admires your bravery and loyalty, Daisuke-san.” - Hawkmon confessed - “That’s all she told me once” “Iori likes you, besides him being a little strict. But he surely likes you and was missing your lead, dagya.”

“Daisuke!” - V-mon grabbed the boy’s hand - “Even if we get corrupted… Even if we say lies to you… You know the truth! You truly know we’re here because we wanted, because we want to help! And Because you’re our friend before our group’s leader!”

“They’re lying!”

“THIS IS NOT A LIE!” – the digimon shouted and they tried to hit her again.

“... They wanted to stay because of me, they wanted to help because of me…!!”

Daisuke’s eyes were shining in red crimson now. He summoned the glaive and dashed against Pandora. The digimon got repelled again, but they keep trying.

“They wanted… To save this world because of me!!”

He slashed her, but a forcefield was protecting the witch.

“THERE’S NO WAY TO CONVINCE ME THEY DO NOT LIKE ME!!”

“Give up, Daisuke” - Ken said. “You’re done for” - Miyako chirped. “It’s over” - Hikari laughed. “Accept it, idiot” - Iori mocked him. “You’re a sore loser” - Takeru smirked.

“GUYS… OPEN YOUR EYES!” - Daisuke shouted - “YOU’VE BEEN FORCED TO SAY THOSE!! SHE’S MESSING WITH YOUR HEADS!! FIGHT IT!!”

“Kenchan, open your eyes!” “Miyako-san, fight it please!” “Hikari… You’re stronger than that witch, you know that!” “Iori!! Please stop it, dagya!” “Takeruu, don’t let her win!!”

“She won’t win because we’re united!!” - Vee roared - “Right, guys?!” “YEAH!”

“I’m impressed… Those monsters are stronger than my master’s power.”

“Your master?” - V-mon frowned - “Sorcerymon said the same… D-Daisuke, she’s not the real enemy! She might be corrupted just like everyone else…!!”

“Corrupted or not, I won’t allow her play with my friends!! Or with the people of this world…!” - He kept slashing the barrier - “At least we need to purify her just like Iori did with Sorcerymon!! But without Iori… We can’t do that…!”

“Don’t say we can’t! Where’s your courage? You were determined to save this world, you can’t give up now…!!”

“I am… I am determined and I will fight until I win! Because that’s what my heart tells me to do!!”

A explosion of light threw Pandora away from them, and dissolved the mist. Little by little, the Chosen Children recovered their light. Confused, they just glanced at Daisuke and him consumed by a crimson aura. They also were “back” to Warlock’s garden.

“Is that…!!” - Lia gasped, once she saw them all. “The Core of Determination…” - Warlock commented - “... Has finally awakened.”

[sound-of-inspiration]

Merry Christmas, Brooke!!

Merry Christmas, @tokikurp!!

I am fashionably late to bring you your Christmas Present!! I might add here already, that it has two, completely unconnected parts. Because the first part turned out a little bit sad, I wanted to add a second part with quite a fluffier feeling to it!! (=^w^=)

Once again, Merry Christmas!! I just can’t tell you how glad I am to be able to call you one of my closest friends, that I’ve shared so many beautiful memories already! And I hope we get to make tons of more in the year to come!! <33333

But without further ado, here we go~! :D

AO3

A Picture Of Memories

Two figures dancing in the rain. To a music only the two of them seem to be able to hear.

A constant smile on the female’s lips as her male partner twirls her around before pulling her close and sealing their happiness in a chaste kiss.

Other people walking by them with umbrellas over their heads, but the two couldn’t care less as they averted their gaze and looked directly into the camera of the photographer. Smiles in place and nothing but love in their eyes.

Nimble fingers traced the outline of those joyful expressions, forever branded into a picture for the future to see. Brown coloured eyes stared lovingly down at the couple, repeating their dance again and again for him to watch.

When he managed to tear his gaze away he turned the page over, careful to not tear the page, to the last picture of the photo album. Which was always his favourite to look at.

Three people could be seen on it. The same couple as in the photo on the previous page, but also someone else. A small boy, not older than one year, was sitting on the woman’s, his mother’s, legs and was smiling widely into the camera while receiving a kiss on the cheek from both of his parents. In the background a christmas tree could be spotted, beautifully decorated and many presents laid out underneath.

At the bottom of the page someone had written down a message. And everytime he read it, he couldn’t but feel tears prick at the corners of his eyes.

‘Merry Christmas, Eita! May these pictures help you to always remember us, even when we can’t be by your side anymore. We love you.

Mom & Dad’

He tried to smile at his younger self, but couldn’t. Letting go of his wand, that had helped to light up the room a tide bit, Semi brought a hand up to cover his mouth.

“Damn it…” He whispered to himself. He could feel a tear or two rolling down his cheeks, while he continued to stare down at the picture of a happy family of three.

“Eita.”

The sudden addition of a voice in the darkness made him gasp and whip his head around, ready to reach for his wand and defend himself. But when he laid eyes on a familiar figure approaching his curled up form on the bed, his shoulders relaxed.

“Wakatoshi.” Semi reached up to wipe the tears from his lashes and cleared his throat. “Why are-” But his voice cracked once again by the emotions overflowing him and he could do nothing but watch when Ushijima stepped closer and lowered himself onto the bed beside him, an arm reaching out to wrap around his waist and pull him against a strong chest.

“Don’t try to hide it, Eita.” Ushijima’s way of speaking was carrying as he let his eyes drop down at the picture of little Semi and his parents. “I know what today is. And before you ask, Satori and Jin took over the task. They told me to go home and keep you company. They worry about you, just as much as I do.”

“Hah.” A breathless laugh left Semi’s mouth and he turned his head away. “I’m not some fragile doll, who needs to be handled with utter care just because of a few tears.”

“I know.” The auror answered immediately, lifting his hand to place it under Semi’s chin and turn it towards him to look into fierceful, yet sad looking eyes. “I know, that you are strong Eita. But every now and then it is good to let down your guard and show how you really feel.”

“Says the one with the 24/7 stoic expression.”

At this a smile creeped onto Ushijima’s face and shortly after a deep, low laugh followed suit, which had goosebumps spread along Semi’s arms. Such a rich, wonderful laughter.

“Not anymore.” He let his fingers wander from Semi’s chin to gently stroke over his cheek. “Ever since I met you at Hogwarts, you’ve influenced my life. Showed how to smile and laugh. I’m not the child anymore, that didn’t know any better but to nod and stay silent. You’ve given me so much, Eita.”

The honesty in Ushijima’s voice caused a blush to spread on Semi’s cheeks and he tried to look away, but the former wouldn’t let him. He still averted his eyes though as he mumbled. “Who allowed you to suddenly be so romantic?”

“Isn’t that what I’m supposed to do?” Ushijima leaned closer to place a gentle kiss onto Semi’s parted lips. “When the one you love is sad, to tell them how much they mean to you and give them comfort?”

They stared into each other’s eyes for a few, quiet moments, Semi letting sink in the feeling of warmth embracing his heart and taking hold of his body. “They would have loved to have met you, you know?” His eyes briefly flickered down to the still opened up photo album. “Mom would have embraced you as a second son and Dad would have loved to talk to you about your work. He had always wanted to become an auror, but never had the chance to follow his dream.”

“And I would have loved to have met them.” Ushijima leaned his forehead against Semi’s, carding his fingers through his ash blonde hair. “To meet the ones, that set you into this world and made it possible for to find you. I’m sure they were amazing people.”

“The best.” Semi corrected as he slowly closed the album to pick it up and hug it close to his chest. “I still miss them every single day.”

Ushijima didn’t say anything else, but just held the other for a few moments to let him collect himself. Until the clock in the room signaled to them, that it had turned midnight. So now it was the 25th of December.

“Merry Christmas, Eita.” Ushijima whispered into the stillness of the night, embracing the lean body in his arms even tighter and pressing his lips to his beloved’s temple.

“Merry Christmas, Toshi.” Semi responded just as quietly, while burying his face in the crook of his boyfriend’s neck.

They felt at home that very moment.

And nothing could take it from them.

Lovestruck Look

“Eita-chan.”

“...”

“Eita-chan~”

“...”

“Eita-chan~!”

“What, Tooru?” With a huff Semi turned to look at Oikawa, who seemed to have taken a liking to poke his cheek for the past minute and sing-song into his ear to grab his attention. And now he even had the nerve to pout at him.

“No need to be so grumpy.” The former Aoba Johsai setter mused, before he leaned his chin into his hand and continued to stare at Semi with a thoughtful expression.

“Seriously, Tooru. What is it?” He couldn’t stand people staring at him for long periods of time, hence why he was already a bit fidgety.

“Just wanted to know what had made you smile at your phone so lovestruck for the past few minutes.” Oikawa responded and pointed at the phone Semi was still holding in his hand.

“Wha-I did NOT stare at my phone in a lovestruck way!” The former Shiratorizawa setter sputtered, turning a little bit red from embarrassment.

“Mhm~.”

“You don’t sound convinced.”

“Oh, I am.” Oikawa reassured him in a totally non-believable voice and Semi was about to roll his eyes, when Oikawa’s hand suddenly lunged forward and grabbed the device right out of his hands.

“Tooru!” But before Semi could even try to grab the other, Oikawa had already sprung up from the couch and was running towards his room. Semi immediately on his tail. “Tooru, give it back! Right now!”

“Make, Eita-chan!” The setter laughed joyously while searching through Semi’s phone, trying to find the thing he had stared at earlier.

And when he found it, he stopped dead in his tracks. Causing Semi to run into him, who didn’t even care about that, but rather snatched his phone out of the stunned boy’s grip.

“Oh my god.”

“Don’t.”

“Oh. My. God.”

“Tooru, please. Don’t.”

“Oh my GOD!” The next thing Semi knew, that he was hugged tightly by an overly excited Oikawa, who was blubbering in an incoherent language.

“I can’t understand a word you say.”

“And I can’t believe, that you wouldnt’ tell my about this.”

“It’s not really that big of a deal.”

“Not that big of a deal?” Oikawa drew back from the hug and stared at Semi like he had grown a second head. “Not that BIG of a deal? Eita-chan, your long time crush-since what? High School?- has finally asked you out? And you call that not so big of a deal? Are you nuts?”

“Not as much as you.”

“Mean!” Oikawa stuck his tongue out at the other setter, who was smirking in delight, before he grabbed for his arm and started to drag him towards his room. “Now come with me. We’ve got to get you ready for your date.”

Semi rolled his eyes in a tired fashion, but didn’t do anything to pull back from the other. “And that's exactly why I didn’t want to tell you? I knew you’d make such a fuss about it.”

“How could I not when my best friend finally has gotten the date he had always dreamed of?”

Semi could do nothing but shake his head with a fond smile on his lips. In the end Oikawa had only the best of intentions in mind, when he ordered Semi to strip down so he could dress him up for his date later today.

“Hey, Wakatoshi.”

Ushijima looked up from his place at the computer, where he was just about to finish up an essay for his studies. “What is it, Hajime?”

“Is it true, that you finally have asked Semi out?” Iwaizumi leaned his crossed arms against the back of a chair and graced the former volleyball captain with a mindful stare.

“It is, indeed. But how do you know?”

At this the former wing spiker chuckled and held up his phone, a picture drawn up on it. Said picture showed a disgruntled Semi in an arrangement of clothes, which didn’t look quite well put together yet. “Tooru just sent me this. Said he’s getting Semi ready for his date with you tonight.”

“Oikawa surely doesn’t lose any time to take action.”

“Hey, be glad when Semi doesn’t turn up in an alien pullover tonight.”

“Even so, Eita would still look gorgeous.”

“You’re completely whipped.”

“I ain’t denying it.” Ushijima smiled to himself as he returned to his report, while Iwaizumi shook his head chuckled and finally answered to his boyfriend’s text.

[koichiidesu]

Fucking Glasses

Summary: “Wow, aren’t you a sight for four-eyes?”

This is for the Kurotsuki Gift Exchange this year. My recipient was @damnitmoonshine. I was supposed to do the soulmate au but it got angsty so I did fluff instead. I hope you like this one! :) @kurotsukiexchange here’s my fic. This is alternating POVs so please don’t get confused. Lol. XD

Long live KuroTsuki! :D

“Tsukki?”

“Yes, Kuroo?”

“What are you doing?”

“Looking for my fucking glasses. It seems that I have misplaced them somewhere,” Tsukishima replied without bothering to look up. He was currently in the living room of the apartment he shares with his three friends, crouching down the floor and looking for said spectacles under the couch, the coffee table, the bookshelf, and all the other places he could think of, when Kuroo found him. It was a Saturday night and everyone were out (well, at least he thought they were) and since he wasn’t too fond of parties and socializing, he decided to spend the whole weekend watching the movies his best friend, Yamaguchi, graciously downloaded for him.

But apparently, by some work of Fate (or just his rare moment of carelessness), he couldn’t find his glasses – the very thing he needed for his weekend movie marathon.

“Why are you looking for it in Akaashi’s flower vase?” Kuroo asked, his tone mildly amused as he leaned against the door, intently watching the blond go around the room. “Need help? You won’t be able to find it if you can’t see a fucking thing.” A chuckle escaped the older male when Tsukishima let out an annoyed grunt at his subtle teasing.

Scowling, Tsukishima turned to look at Kuroo, getting even more annoyed at the fact that all he could see was a blurry image of him and his infamous bedhead. “Thanks for the offer, Kuroo-san,” he sarcastically said, his words accompanied by a mock bow. “Now go make yourself useful.” He crossed his arms over his chest, golden eyes narrowed. Try as he might not, he’s already getting too annoyed without his glasses. He couldn’t see a damn thing and he feels so helpless without them.

The last thing Tsukishima wanted to feel was the feeling of uselessness.

Kuroo, sensing Tsukishima’s waning patience, pushed himself off the door and slowly approached the blond. The younger male’s brows furrowed in confusion when instead of immediately searching for his glasses, the cat-like male stopped in front of him, the two of them toe to toe. “So demanding,” the older male drawled as he placed two fingers under the younger one’s chin so he could get a better look at the blond. “Wow, aren’t you a sight for a bloody four-eye,” he commented, his own amber eyes roaming all over Tsukishima’s face for a second before stopping at the narrowed eyes of gold. So pretty, Moonshine.

Tsukishima blushed furiously despite himself, eliciting another amused chuckle from Kuroo. The scowl on the blond’s face deepened as he finally slapped the older male’s hand away. “Stop the teasing, Kuroo. Why don’t you just help me so you could leave and I could watch my movies in peace?”

“I’m actually not going out again, Tsukki, so I have the time in the world to find your glasses, Moonshine.” The shit-eating grin appeared when Tsukishima huffed. Honestly, when he learned from Bokuto and Akaashi that Tsukishima was all alone at the apartment tonight, he didn’t hesitate to head back immediately. Everyone, well almost everyone, knew his feelings for the salty blond. Ever since the training camp back in high school, he’d been smitten with Tsukishima Kei. Watching the blond emerge from his shell and develop into an awesome player only deepened his feelings to the point that Kenma got tired of hearing him whine about his possibly unrequited love for his kouhai and bluntly told him to confess.

Three years passed since then, and here he was, still silently pining after this beautiful blond.

Tsukishima sat down on the couch and squinted up at Kuroo which the latter secretly found to be adorable. “Why aren’t you going out? I thought Oikawa-san was throwing a party.” The Grand King, as it turned out, also goes to the same university as them and is the official setter of their school’s volleyball team where Kuroo, Bokuto, and Tsukishima are all members. Tsukishima wasn’t really fond of the brunet back in high school but, surprisingly, they’ve become quite good friends in uni. However, much as he considered (secretly) Oikawa as a friend, he’s not really fond of watching the brunet shamelessly flirt with Kuroo. And with Kuroo flirting back, he automatically assumed that the cat-like male likes Oikawa more than as a friend. “And it’s Oikawa-san. How could you refuse the love of your life?” he sarcastically asked, refusing to think that he just sounded like a jealous girlfriend.

Kuroo shrugged before he turned away from Tsukishima. “I could never refuse the love of my life, Tsukki,” he said quietly as he began his search for the blond’s missing glasses, silently hoping that the younger male would let the conversation end.

Tsukishima, however, have other plans. “What’s that supposed to mean? Didn’t you just refuse Oikawa-san?” Okay, he’s getting confused. Sometimes he just wished that Kuroo would stop talking in riddles and just be straightforward like Bokuto and Hinata.

“Did I say that Oikawa was the love of my life?” Kuroo asked back instead of giving a proper reply to Tsukishima’s query. The former captain of Nekoma grinned once more when he spotted the familiar pair of black-rimmed glasses just by the windowsill.

“Huh? It’s not Oikawa-san? But you were always whining how good-hearted he was despite the disinterested front he puts up, how he’s so strong yet so fragile, and how he’s most beautiful when he’s not pretending to be someone else.” And it hurt to know that Kuroo was talking about another person and not him. It would’ve hurt less if the older male had fallen for a girl. That way he would’ve found it easier to move on knowing he didn’t really have a chance in the first place.

But this, Kuroo falling for someone like Oikawa. What in the world does Oikawa have, aside from his pretty face, that Tsukishima doesn’t have?

A lot, apparently, he bitterly mused, secretly grateful that his default expression effectively hid what he was feeling as of the moment.

“Wow, you remembered all that?” Kuroo looked awed, his cheeks a bit flushed. He didn’t really think that Tsukishima was listening to his ramblings. He figured that the blond tolerated him at most. “You’re awesome, Tsukki.” Amber eyes widened when the blond flushed at the compliment. Whoa, he silently awed as he casually slipped the glasses in his pants’ pockets. He knew that he wouldn’t possibly get any other chance like this so he better make good use of it. Hopefully, Tsukki won’t get mad at him later.

“Of course,” Tsukishima said with a scowl. “I have a good memory, Kuroo.” And it was proven to be both a blessing and a curse, for there are things that he wanted to forget but couldn’t do so.

“Good that,” Kuroo said pleasantly as he sat beside Tsukishima on the couch, sitting so close despite the fact that there was so much space for the both of them. “Then you must remember that I didn’t mention Oikawa. Not even once.”

Tsukishima was silent for a moment, recalling all that was said, before nodding as his face dawned with realisation. “Yeah, you’re right. How could I have ever missed it?” he asked himself, before he turned to look at the still blurry figure of Kuroo that was now even closer to him. He subconsciously bit his lower lip before he dared to ask the question whose answer he dreaded and anticipated the most, “So who is it then?”

Kuroo stared into those narrowed gold eyes instead of answering, loving the fact that he was probably the only one in university that have seen Tsukishima without the thick-framed glasses covering those beautiful eyes of his.

And he would make sure that no one else would see the blond like this starting tonight. No one but him should be able to see this beautiful person in his vulnerable, yet totally appealing state.

Kuroo’s gaze then fell onto Tsukishima’s lips that were slightly red from being bitten by the blond, causing him to swallow hard. It was a now or never moment. Gingerly cradling the blond’s face with both of his calloused hands, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against the younger male’s. He felt the other freeze in surprise for a moment but he wouldn’t have any of it. One of his hands moving to Tsukishima’s nape to hold him in place, he licked the blond’s lower lip, silently asking permission for entrance. He was secretly delighted when he was granted access seconds later. Pulling the blond closer, he deepened the kiss, exploring every nook and cranny of the other’s mouth, savouring his taste which was unsurprisingly reminiscent of the strawberry shortcake he had for dinner.

The two of them parted a few moments later when the need for air became apparent. Tsukishima was blushing so hard as he covered the lower half of his face with the back of his hand, his wide eyes of gold staring at Kuroo who was also panting and blushing. “W-Why… Why’d you do that?” he murmured, tone lacking the usual sass and saltiness it possessed. He didn’t want to keep his hopes up that Kuroo might actually feel something for him but it was hard not to after that not-so-innocent kiss.

Oh, Tsukki.

“I love you.” Gold eyes widened even more at the words that came out of Kuroo’s mouth. The older male sighed as he ran a hand on his slightly tousled hair. “I always have. Ever since the training camp in high school. I thought it was just a crush but even after three years it didn’t go away. I didn’t want to tell you, to be honest, because I’m worried about your reaction. You do tend to overreact sometimes, you know.”

Tsukishima huffed at that which made Kuroo laugh lightly. “But why tell me now?”

“I like seeing you happy, Tsukki, and that alone would’ve been fine with me even if you don’t know about my feelings for you. I thought I could just be content with what we have right now but after seeing your vulnerable side earlier? I guess I just snapped,” Kuroo replied, flashing Tsukishima a genuine smile. “It hurt so much seeing you everyday, especially when you’re with Yamaguchi. You two were so close and he seems to know you very well. And I bet Yamaguchi have seen you like this already and I realised that I didn’t want him to again. In fact, I don’t want anyone else other than me see this side of you. Call me selfish or greedy but I don’t really care. I only want to be the one to see you like this and to be the only one whom you’ll ever look at.”

“You’re an idiot, Kuroo,” Tsukishima said which made Kuroo hung his head in dejection. Okay, here comes the part where he’s gonna get rejected. “Yamaguchi and I are just best friends. He’s straight and he likes Yachi.” He laughed at the loud groan that the older male suddenly emitted, silently wishing he could see his dumbfounded expression right now. “It was so obvious with the way he’s blushing around Yachi, didn’t you notice it?” He huffed again when Kuroo shook his head. “Why am I not surprised? You do have the tendency to be oblivious to the most obvious things around you despite yourself.”

“I’m not oblivious,” Kuroo protested weakly.

“Oh yeah?” One eyebrow raised as Tsukishima stared Kuroo down through his nose though the both of them knew he really couldn’t see anything clearly. “If you’re not oblivious, how can you not tell that I love you, too?” The blond’s vision may be blurry but he was certain that he caught the former Nekoma captain off guard with his revelation.

“You… You love me, too?” Kuroo repeated, his voice thick with emotion. Is he dreaming or is this real? Tsukki loves him, too?

Tsukishima rolled his eyes at that. “Of course, I do, idiot,” he replied with a laugh as he wrapped his arms around Kuroo and laid his head on his shoulder, therefore surprising the older male once more. “For your information, Kuroo Tetsurou, I never let people kiss me. Especially not that way if I don’t have feelings for them. Never.”

Kuroo laughed, relief was evident in his voice when he spoke again. “Omg, Tsukki loves me!” He laughed again when Tsukishima just squeezed him in reply. “Ah, I’m glad I went back.” He smiled. “Wanna make out, Tsukki?”

“No,” Tsukishima pulled away from Kuroo and hit the older male on the shoulder when the latter groaned. “I have a pair of glasses to find and movies to watch.”

“Here,” Kuroo said as he immediately handed the glasses to Tsukishima, thankful that it wasn’t damaged in his pants. “I found this a while ago actually but decided to hide them so you can’t run away after I confess.”

“You’re really an idiot. I wonder why I fell for you, what with your stupid hair.” Kuroo squawked as he rubbed his hair, whispering soothing words to it as if it was breathing and could hear Tsukki.

“Don’t be mean, Tsukki,” Kuroo said with a pout as he continued to pet his hair. “Don’t listen to the bad man, baby,” he told his hair which had Tsukishima snorting. “He’s just jealous you’re always with me.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night,” Tsukishima said with a roll of his eyes.

“But don’t worry, Moonshine.” Kuroo pecked the blond on the cheek which made the latter blush again. “I still love you even if you’re a mean little shit.”

“I’m not little, Kuroo.”

“Oya oya oya?”

“S-Shut up.”

[jadehqknb]

Selected Asks

Soooo....you guys certainly didn’t make it easy to make these selections! That and I’ve figured out I’m fairly terrible at letting asks go. That being said, I’m forcing myself to try this new method so I can give out good quality work. 

I won’t beat around the bush any more, here are the selected asks. Again, if yours was not selected, please do not be disheartened! It’s not that any are bad or anything like that, it’s just there are some which resonate with my muse more than others. 

Once these are completed, I will open the ask box again and you can submit more. You can even resubmit the same request if you like to see if my muse is ready to write it! 

So ok, here’s the list:

Could I request Kagami taking care of his s/o when she’s sick? Like making her food and cuddling (queued because I’m sick and so had motivation to write this now lol)

Is it too late?!?! May I request Shimizu and Momoi (separate) waiting for their husband (adult au) coming out of surgery (which was successful) and their hubby doesn't quite remember them.due to the anesthesia and its kinda hilarious because they're flirting with them and asking who they are and are so surprised they have such a beautiful wife? I hope this made sense. (It totally makes sense and is so cute! I don’t get a lot of requests for the gals so I’m glad to have one)

Omg can I get a friends with benefits to exclusive relationship with Asahi? (This grabbed me immediately because of your character choice. I’m really curious to see how this turns out with our sweet-hearted ace!)

Hello! Could I request a Hanamaki soulmate au where when everyone sees the world in black and white, but when soulmates first make eye contact, they can see color? Thank you! (I think this is my first soul mate request and I think it’s so beautiful! I’m excited to give it a whirl!)

May I ask for a scenario (or whatever's easiest!) of Daichi's reaction to his female s/o proposing to him? Thanks! (Awwww! I’ll admit I’m fairly traditionalist but I love this idea and am excited to explore it!)

Hello Jade dear, how about a scenario about college Hinata making out and exploring his lovely s/o in his dorm room? Maybe it's the first time they have seen each other in a while and he can’t help it - s/o is surprised, since Hinata is usually not as shamelessly hungry/forward, but enjoys it really much? Nsfw(-ish)? (I’m a sucker for mature Hinata, there just isn’t enough of him out there so I’m super excited to do this one!)

Helloooooooo! May I request Hanamaki and him thinking that his SO is cheating on him with Kuroo even though they're actually just cousins? Thank you so much (Interesting character choices, I really like it! I haven’t written a ton for Hanamaki so it’s a pleasure to try to give some more content for him.)

How about... omegaverse au featuring omega(s)! Hinata, Furihata, Sakurai, and Kenma experiencing their first heat since after getting together with their alpha!gf. Maybe a progression story for them getting to their gf to eventually actually mating with them? @3@ or however you see fit after reading my jumbled message. (Your message is fine dear! I’ve never written omegaverse before so this is another first for me to try out. Thank you!)

Scenario for when bad boy!tendou and his nice s/o are at a house party and s/o decided to wear a dress she usually doesn't and gets hit on by guys what happens after can be up to you (Gotta love the bad boys! And I enjoy giving more content for Tendou!)

Happy holidays and Happy New year from Russia! How about Kuroo and Imayoshi being locked up accidentally on the roof with person they love? On a New Year night? Watching fireworks or doing other stuff. I hope the next year bring a lot of happiness in your life! Thank you and sorry for my English. (Happy holidays and happy new year to you as well! Your English is fine! Thank you for such a cute ask)

An Iwaizumi scenario where he looks at his girlfriend doing normal stuff like painting and baking and just hanging out on the couch and reading and he just realizes how much he loves her so he blurts out to her to marry him. Thanks! Keep up the great work! (Thank you so much for your compliment! I LOVE this idea so much, like just being so overwhelmed in the moment and letting his deepest desires out, so sweet!)

aomine scenario when he visits his parents during christmas with his wife and give them gifts, when his mom opens the gift, it's a pair of tiny socks and a cute onesie. you know what I mean.. thanks ;) (Awwww! I love domestic asks like these! So, so cute!)

Merry Christmas! So can I ask for an angst scenario where Kise is courting reader-chan, and he's so in love but Reader-chan has a past relationship with Akashi. So when the GoM with Momoi and reader-chan meet up for Akashi's birthday and everyone drinks, reader-chan somehow argues with Akashi and confesses that she still loves him. Ahihi. Thank you. (I had to take on an angst ask to mix up all the cute! This is such an interesting idea and I’m curious to see where my imagination will take it!)

Headcanons for how Kageyama, Lev, Aone, Oikawa, Akaashi and Terushima react when their crush shows up in a sexy bunny-girl costume (her volleyball team lost their tournament and this was the consequence) and confesses her feelings to them (This is so funny! I struggle with writing comedy so I wanted to give this one a go to challenge myself.)

Can I request a scenario where Aomine and his s/o swap bodies and they have to go about their daily lives pretending nothing's wrong? (Again, I lack comedic prowess and this lends itself for some hilarity. We’ll see how I do lol)

Hey, can I request Akaashi and Kuroo with their Soulmate as the manager of the other’s team? (Another soul mate! I couldn’t resist. Now when the ask was sent in the spelling of the first character was Akashi. I can only assume you mean Akaashi from HQ rather than a cross over since it’s most likely they’d meet with the boys playing against each other. If I’m wrong, PLEASE MESSAGE ME! I don’t care that it will reveal you, your ask is already selected so it’s fine). 

Hi there!! I’d like to request a scenario with Kageyama and a female reader where they both have crushes on each other but are equally awkward and adorable about trying to confess that they like the other and they fail a few times before they both finally muster up the courage to confess to each other and it’s cute and fluffy and awkwardly adorable because they had no reason to worry at all. I’m just really in the mood for awkward and adorable Kags so i hope this makes the list! TYSM!! (It totally makes sense and is so cute! I really hope I can deliver what you’re looking for)

Morning fluff scenario w/ oikawa and fem s/o (Again, I love domestic stuff so I’m happy to do this one!)

Hi! Could I request Matsukawa and going from friends with benefits to an exclusive relationship? Thank you!!! I really love your tropes! (Thank you, I was hoping people would enjoy them.)

Nsfw Scenario on the first time the s/o realizes that Suga is a dom w basically how they react or if they like it or not! (I haven’t written much for this boy so I’m super excited to explore this!)

I hope I can deliver to your expectations and thank you all for being willing to allow me to experiment with this new method of doing the ask box!

[itbeajen]

Blooming Friendship | HQ! x Reader

A part of Omorfos Kosmo. Game!AU. This is before the transition.

Blooming Friendship Before the Transition "Iwa-chan! There's another person here!" Oikawa calls out through the headset. There's a faint mumble of Iwaizumi asking what was he supposed to do about that. Oikawa was debating on letting you fight on your own, or possibly jumping in to help. But what if you didn't need his help? Your character was dodging as much as you could possibly click as you evaded the incoming assaults. The specialized combat flute in your hands indicated your sub-class. Oikawa grabbed his bow, clicking the skill button, and watched as his character began notching a holy light infused arrow, aiming it at the main ogre that was attacking you. But he freezes and doesn't click on the ogre as he originally planned, as his eyes widen. You had barely brought the flute to your lips, a single note being played as the monsters around you all froze. Within the next second, your character whips out the bow. And although the skill icon is unseen on Oikawa's screen, the familiar stance in which the bow was pointed upwards was one in which he had been trying to master for the past weeks. The sound of an arrow being launched into the air and the cascading rain of light that followed afterwards as the ogres all fell to the ground indicated nothing more than a mass genocide. "Iwa-chan! Iwa-chan!" Oikawa cries out excitedly, "Did you see that?! That's the skill I've been trying to get! Arrow rain! How did she get it so quickly?! The skill barely came out this week!" "I can hear you fine Trashykawa," Iwaizumi responds. But he too was staring at his computer screen in stunned silence. To say he was surprised was an understatement, the speed at which you reacted and the fact that you had basically solo'ed one of the more common field bosses and before Iwaizumi can say anything, he already sees Oikawa engaging a conversation with you, or maybe it was the other way around? He wasn't quite sure since he joined in half way.

[L/N]: Ah shoot! Sorry, did I steal your kill?! I'm so sorry! ;__; GrandKing: No, no!    WHAT'S YOUR BUILD? THAT WAS SO COOL!!! [L/N]: Oh! Hahaha, I'm a bowman with music support. GrandKing: Woah what?! A music support?! GrandKing: How?! Isn't that really hard to get as a support class?! [L/N]: You need to complete that one really long quest from that one street musician located just outside the castle. GrandKing: D:! GrandKing: I'm stuck, I never got a raid group for the boss. T^T GrandKing: [L/N] 2 gud. Iwaizumi: Or you just suck. [L/N]: LOLOL. [L/N]: Damn, you're pretty savage. [L/N]: R i p. But you know, you can always keep looking. That raid isn't well known because there aren't many bards out there you know? GrandKing: You're right, but... even my guildies won't run with me [L/N]-chan! GrandKing: ... owo I can call you [L/N]-chan right? [L/N]: Sure! It's a bit long for you to type, but I don't mind. Haha. Can I call you King then? '~' GrandKing: Yes!!! ^~^ King is oh-kay with me! [L/N]: Neat! Haha. Well, if you ever need someone for a raid, hit me up. [L/N]: But I have a request coming up, so I'll see you around King! Iwaizumi! GrandKing: Okay [L/N]-chan! GrandKing: Bye bye! Iwaizumi: See you.

You blinked at your screen and laughed, "Oh gods. What have I done?" "What'd you do?" Kenma's voice drawled out over the headset and you laughed, "I think I got myself stuck in a conversation." "Oh. G. G." Kenma teases you and you hear the hint of laughter in his voice and he asks, "Who?" "GrandKing and Iwaizumi." "Oh, those two." "Hmm you know them?" Kenma is about to reply, but the furious typing on your end of the headset makes him shake his head and he laughs, "Yeah, I think they're volleyball players in your prefecture." "Oh," he hears you hum nonchalantly and you muttered, "I wouldn't know. Tendou-senpai is already annoying as it is." "Hm?" Kenma furrowed his brows and he asked, "Who's that?" "A senpai from school that's on the volleyball team. I think the whole team plays though..." you paused, "I keep overhearing them talking about the new raids." "Haven't figured it out?" "No." Kenma stifled a scoff at your immediate answer, and you continued, "Not like it'd matter. I'm still the number 1 mercenary. No one's beaten me." Kenma shook his head and he muttered, "I have to go. Guild wants me for a raid." "Wow. Thanks for the invite Kenma." Kenma blanched at his screen and he muttered, "As if you ever invite me." "I try!" you laughed, noticing that he doesn't want to hang up first, "See ya later Kenma-senpai!" He hears the click and he sighs, "Don't call me that." Another click occurs and Kuroo teases, "Talking to your girl friend again?" "SHe's a friend that's a girl," and my kouhai. But he doesn't mention that instead his lips tug into a small smile at your in game message of "good luck!" and Kuroo says, "You should invite her." "Nah, she has a client request soon," Kenma responds as he logs back in to another character and Kuroo sighs, "You... Are you sure you don't like her?" Kuroo can hear Kenma choke on whatever it was he was drinking, or perhaps air, and the pudding haired boy narrowed his eyes at the computer screen. He sighs, "You're impossible Kuroo." "Wait, do you though?" "No," Kenma frowned. She's like my little sister. "Hmm, I would think you are, seeing how protective you are of her," Kuroo's tone changed from teasing to wondering, and Kenma muses over answering honestly or playing around, and the setter answers, "She's like a younger sister." Of course I'd protect her. You would too if you've ever gotten to know her. Kuroo hums in acknowledgement and says, "Well, let's get this raid going!"

"Yahoo, [L/N]!" Tendou calls out, and Semi sighs, "She can't hear you." "How do you know she's a girl?" Shirabu asked, again. Tendou shook his head, "[L/N] has to be a girl, no way would someone who's as cute as [L/N] be a boy!" "I hope they're a boy," Shirabu mutters. Guess: [L/N]! [L/N]: Heyo Guess! :3 "So cute," Tendou gushed and he sighed, "I wish she'd join our guild." "Why won't she?" Ushijima asked. Tendou raised an eyebrow and he teased, "Wouldn't you like to know?" Guess: Off to another client? [L/N]: Yeah! >~< [L/N]: :U But I don't know where they want me to go Guess: Oh? [L/N]: They said to meet up here, but you guys are here too... [L/N]: Are you stealing my client bruh? o 3o Guess: I'd never~! Guess: 8D "Tendou-senpai..." Goshiki softly called out, the red haired male made a weird noise in response and the younger male continues, "Did we though?" "I don't think so?" Tendou responded. He wasn't too sure and Shirabu asksed, "How do you even know her anyways?" "It's. A. Secret." Guess: [L/N]-chan [L/N]: No Guess. I will not join your guild. Guess: Okay, r00d [L/N]: Oh gods, don't type like that. Guess: My feelings are hurt. Guess: But... If [L/N]-chan wants to play that way... "Tendou," Ushijima calls out in warning as they all see the PVP flash go up, and another one confirms that the opposing player has accepted it. The entire volleyball team sighs in exasperation, and Tendou laughs, "It's okay, [L/N]-chan hasn't been able to beat me since-" Tendou doesn't finish that sentence, not when he sees that his character is frozen in place and your character charging one of the strongest 1v1 archery skills. And he cries out, "Aw what the hell [L/N]-chan!?" [L/N]: Remember Guess, I'm the one who helped you make your character build. [L/N]: Huehuehue, I know all the flaws about it. [L/N]: And that includes how bad it is at PVP if you don't strike first. You Win! Tendou frowns and sighs, "I really can't believe how heartless she is sometimes, despite us being friends." "I think you deserved it senpai," Shirabu softly comments. And Tendou pouts. [L/N]'s not fair.

Honestly, it was like today was the day everyone was online. But it was a Sunday, and last time you checked, there were no major volleyball games going on either. What luck for you to run into even the quiet ones today though. You leaned back in your chair, and softly whistled, "I must be pretty popular today." Your fingers flew across the keyboard as you directed your character to run around in circles around the new target you've caught sight of. [L/N]: Oho! [L/N]: Aone~! Aone's eyes widen and Futakuchi asks, "Who's that?" "[L/N]-chan," Aone softly responds, surprising the rest of his members and they asked, "-CHAN?" Aone: Hello. [L/N]: Hi hi! ^__^ Did you just finish your client's request? Aone: Yes. [L/N]: I see I see, I'm heading over right now. But is this the rest of your guild? I think this is the first time I've ever met them. [L/N]: Your guild leader though... [L/N]: Lolol. Fuji: Excuse me!? [L/N]: Ahahaha. [L/N]: Sorry sorry, I didn't mean to offend you it's just... [L/N]: Your equipment... you shouldn't use that set if you're a DK. [L/N]: But hey, each to their own. Futakuchi literally growled over his mic, and his teammates sighed and Aone is about to speak up, but upon reading Futakuchi's next words he sighs in defeat. Fuji: I challenge you to a PVP. Fuji: A puny bowman like you against a speed-based knight class? Fuji: You can't win. [L/N]: Ouch, harsh. [L/N]: I thought Aone's guild mates would be as nice as him. [L/N]: But. I. Guess. Not. .__. Fuji: You brat. [L/N]: Well, what you waiting for? Fight. Me. Needless to say, it ended in a loss for Futakuchi, and the beginning of a never ending friendship rivalry between the two of you.

"Ah, it's [L/N]-san," Akaashi pointed out to Bokuto. Bokuto's eyes drift back to his computer screen and his eyes widened, "She's not busy for once?" Owlicious: Hey hey hey! [L/N]: oho! Hey Owlicious! [L/N]: (x And hi Cashew~ Partying with the chatterbox again? Cashew: Always. Cashew: Otherwise he'd get lost and confused. Owlicious: Hey! [L/N]: Well, Cashew isn't w r o n g. Hahahaha. What are you two doing today? Cashew: We had a request who didn't show up, so we're just chilling in town now. [L/N]: Ooh, I see I see. [L/N]: Bailers always suck. ): [L/N]: You guys can always report them. LOLOL Owlicious: You can do that? Cashew: I never knew. [L/N]: If you report them to the mercenary bureau, you get 10% of the fee they promised to pay. [L/N]: Just make sure you give all the details and not skim out on anything. Cashew: ... Do you do this a lot? [L/N]: Well of course, I'm a busy person! [L/N]: xP I don't have all the time to wait for no shows. [L/N]: I may be a mercenary, but I'm a player too. I need my equips. [L/N]: And skill training, and quest completing. [L/N]: So.. yeah. :U Anyways, I gotta go. My client is going to be upset if I'm late! Cashew: Thank you [L/N]. See you around. Owlicious: See you later, alligator! "Bokuto-san." "What! I think she found it funny."

"Tch, of course you're here before me," he sighed as he hears the connection. Your laughter fills his room as he fumbles to look for his headset. "Sorry Kei, did you really think you'd beat me? I'm practically always on." "I'm surprised you haven't turned into a potato yet." "Well," you paused, tying up your hair, "I do focus a lot on my sports." "Mm, how's Shiratorizawa?" he asks as he accepts your party invitation. He begins equipping his character with the necessary equipments for the upcoming boss run and you hum, "Same old, same old. I'm surprised you're interested, or is it because you're curious about the boy's volleyball team, and not about me?" "[F/N]," he calls your name out, and you laugh, "Sorry." A sigh is heard and the familiar roar of your summoned dragon is heard through the headphones. You wait for him to hop on before setting your character on autopilot towards the dungeon. No words are exchanged save for the light humming from your end. You can hear Tsukishima writing, possibly doing homework while waiting to arrive at the dungeon, and you softly whisper, "I'll go watch your match between my school and yours." You can actually hear his pen drop and he coughs, as though trying to hide it and he asks, "Who will you be cheering for?" "Wouldn't you like to know?" The playful tone in your voice makes him scoff and he smiles, "Yeah." "Yeah?" "I'd like to know." You pause, and then your laughter is heard. Both of you are in higher spirits now and you let out a soft sigh. "Isn't it obvious who I'd cheer for Kei?" "No." "Mm, you're smart, figure it out yourself." "Tch." "What." "You're ridiculous." "I know," you laugh and you asked, "Ready?" "Always."