#mimi's.300🎊

[kangen-wanshi]

Hi!! I've been reading your blog and I came across your event prompt! So for that, can I request "Together Forever" number 5 for Watanabe and/or Jing Yuan?

Also, congratulations for reaching 300 followers🎉🎉🎊

Come Back To Me ft. Jing Yuan, Watanabe: Astral

Promises of returning to your loved ones embrace goes beyond words and hugs, for you, they have their own way to show you this side of him.

Tags: sfw, mention of death, kisses

A/N: Why is it so difficult to find Watanabe's good icon:(( Either way thank you anon!! Ty for requesting these two<33

300 followers prompt events! Ongoing until 11th June 2023

Jing Yuan, He gives you a task to keep you company

Jing Yuan looks like someone who pays lightly to the mission he assigned himself to. After all he’s the Dozing General, a legend amongst immortals, the Divine Foresight himself. Even if he were to leave for another few decades, he would pay no worries on the success of his missions.

Even so, you couldn’t help but worry for him. Whether you share immortality with him as a long-life species or not, you would always express your worry, your concern, and your wish of luck for him whenever he departed to take matter into his hands.

And he adores you for it. He’s viewed by a strong force in the military by many in the Xianzhou - to be seen as just another man that can in fact, die, suffer, be hurt, and most of all worthy of your concern, is just a hint of normalcy and domesticity he needed in his boring life as a general.

So instead of brushing off your concern and convincing you with just his words and his kisses, Jing Yuan gives a bit more effort in comforting you about his return. Before he leaves, he would ask you to count the number of strands on Mimi’s white mane, and with every hundred strands you’ve counted, he would give you a kiss in exchange when he returns.

“For every hundred strands you count on Mimi’s mane - I will give you a kiss in exchange. Keep counting, my dear. And when I return, my lips and attention will belong solely to you in effort to repay my promise.”

It keeps you occupied - it also keeps Mimi occupied with your affection. It’s a win-win in his eyes for the both of you. Mimi would have someone to take care of her should she be forced to wait another century for his return, and you would have a reminder of him when you crave to touch his own silver mane.

When he comes back after a long trip - the numbers you gave him doesn’t entirely matter anymore, he would give you dozens - hundreds of kisses if he could within a single night. Although if you came up with honest numbers, he would still give you a few dozen extra pecks. Why? Well you deserve a little more reward for your patience and care for his familiar, don’t you?

Watanabe: Astral, With his kisses and your warmth

This type of promise is something common that you and Watanabe exchange with each other. Living in a world full of war, fighting on the frontline to fight for humanity, risking your life has become the norm for the both of you no matter how cruel of a fate it seems.

Even so, both of you share similar intensity and feelings in your goodbyes. Whenever you leave, Watanabe will come with you if he can, no matter how dangerous your mission seems. But if it's a rare time where the two of you were assigned to different locations due to reasons, then either of you can only falter in defeat in hopes of gaining victory and coming home with your lives together in the end.

It’s like a ritual at this point. He’d pull you towards him, forehead pressed firmly against each other, as your nose grazed him lightly. You didn’t kiss, you didn’t share a word with each other, the short period of goodbye is only said through your touch. How his arms that were holding your shoulder slid down to your sides, holding you close to him, and how you cling onto him with a hand on his cheek.

The kisses you shared are light. A quick, silent peck, before he smothers your palm and wrist with his lips as you do his. It’s a promise that you would kiss each other when both of you returned. That you will come back to each other’s arms, alive and well. Only then will the two of you share your kiss.

“I don’t like being sappy with you.. Just, come back safe, and I will too, alright?”

As Watanabe left in the opposite direction of you, he let the warmth that your lips left on his hand to be the reason for him to come back alive. For him to return to you for more, for him to survive and return to your embrace.

[love-amihan]

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I LIKE YOU // TSUKISHIMA KEI

word count: 1.0k+

amihan’s note: hey bae <33 thank you for waiting, i’m really sorry for the long wait T-T the enemies part was not that focused much but here you go, i’m sorry if it didn't turn out great 🙏 tsukki may be out of character but i honestly see him like this if ever he have a s/o, happy reading!

masterlist: 300 milestone

kei + enemies to lovers + “none of them can tease you but me”

jealous!kei x fem!reader

"your handwriting sucks," your seatmate comments while glancing at your notes before jutting it to their own notebook. you roll your eyes with a small smile, "like yours is any better."

your seatmate just mocks your voice, "like yours is any better, damn right" they say with their chin held up high. "i don't agree with you but whatever helps you sleep at night," you slowly start to pull on your notes, wanting to tease them a bit.

"heyyy" they whine out and squint their eyes at you, "you know, it's obvious when you lie" you raise a brow at them. "oh really?" you cross your arms, the sudden change of topic catching your attention. they nod, proudly stating "your eyebrows are more expressive than you think!"

your eyes widen at their claim, getting a little conscious with the mentioned facial feature. they let go of their pen and cross their arms, mirroring your current position, they exaggeratedly furrow their brows as if they're angry.

your mouth hangs open and nudge their arm, "i do not look like that!" they laugh while pointing at your face, "there you're doing it!" you glare at them as they continue to laugh. the two of you are interrupted by someone clearing their throat.

your seatmate looks up, seeing karasuno’s tall middle blocker, “what?” they raise a brow at him. kei just sniggers at him, “stop that” his face stoic in a blink of an eye. your seatmate chuckles while you watch the scene in confusion.

kei never fails to surprise you because out of all people, why would he say that? you open your mouth to tell him to 'piss off' but get cut off by your seatmate, “it’s none of your business with who y/n interacts to..” they glance at you and shrug.

“if i’m not wrong, you actually have no say with what she does” you nod along your seatmates’ words, they said nothing but the truth. kei was and is still your enemy ‘til this day. you don’t know how it started but it did and no one backed down ever since.

kei didn’t utter a word, reaching out to grab you by your wrist and pull you out of the room leaving your seatmate confused in their seat. “hey!” you try to wiggle out of his grip, to no luck, his grip just tightens.

“four-eyes!" you call out, dodging students along the way, "damn it!” kei keeps dragging you with him with one goal in mind. “tsukishima!!” you shout in frustration, kei stops and his grip loosens. it’s been a while since you addressed him by his name, you huff and break free from his grasp.

you glare at the back of his head, “what the hell was that about?” you ask in exasperation. however, kei remains quiet and still in his spot. you’re usually calm and collected but when it comes to him, all reasonings just go down the drain.

“if you have nothing to say, i’ll be going” you turn around, “stupid jerk, dragging me here for no reason” you mutter under your breath. “none of them can tease you but me” he finally speaks out.

“excuse me?” you quickly turn to face him, he looks back at you, his face remaining emotionless. “and who the hell said that?” you sneer at him, “me” he simply replied.

“wha-” you inhale deeply, pinching the bridge of your nose. you try to stop the raging urge to scream and hit him square in the face. “who gave you the right?” you ask with your eyes closed, “me,” he replies once again.

you click your tongue looking up to glare at him. “jer-” his next words truly made you speechless to say the least, “i like you.” you look at him in shock, “...come again?” you blink a few times, not believing your own two ears.

kei scoffs, “i already said it, i don’t like repeating myself” he crosses his arms, “what do you say?” you clear your throat collecting yourself again.

“first of all, that’s not how you confess,” he raises a brow, ready for a rebuttal but you hold up a finger, “second. tsukishima. what. the. hell.”

he remains still in his spot, watching in amusement as you go through all emotions. “lastly, if this is one of your sick jokes, you better say it now before i beat your sorry ass.” kei tilts his head in genuine confusion.

“you think i would joke about this?” he slowly strides closer to you, you stand your ground keeping eye contact with him. “yeah,” you answer while kei chuckles, “i’m not that kind of person, y/n.”

you shrug, “you kind of are-” he covers your mouth, silencing you. “i’m trying to put out my feelings here, y/n. let me have the spotlight for once,” you nod, hearing him out.

let’s just say, your once archenemy who you once swore was the spawn of the devil is now your so-called boyfriend. how you two ended up like this? no one knows, it all happened in a blur.

i guess the saying “the more you hate, the more you love” worked out well for the two of you.

-bonus;

“shorty, hand me those” kei points where your pencil case is sitting, you frown and look at him.

after not hearing a response he looks up and sees your expression, his mouth forming an ‘oh.’ he smiles sweetly, “i meant love! just force of habit” he leans in and pecks your cheeks as an apology.

you hum giving him the item, “they’re actually right..” he says while unzipping the pencil case, “right with what?” you stop what you’re doing, giving all your attention to him, “your eyebrows are expressive” he lets out a small ‘aha!’ after finding the pen.

“that’s it, we’re breaking up” you say with your hands up in defeat, he chuckles and gently pulls you by your head to leave a chaste kiss on your temple.

“if i’m like that then.. you’re a sappy dork” you roll your eyes at him, “and you’re in love with that sappy dork,” he replies clicking the pen as he goes back to his paper, “sadly” you mutter with a smile.

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[love-amihan]

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IT’S ALWAYS BEEN YOU // EREN JAEGER

warning: unedited

word count: 1.0k+

amihan’s note: i also dunno what happened to his id jdbskdn the fight is kinda meh but uhhh… kinda like this, not the way i portray it tho. more how the scene play-out(?) happy reading!

masterlist: 300 milestone

eren + enemies to lovers + "shut up, she’s mine"

eren is pining on reader (she/her)

“armin!” eren’s voice booms inside the almost empty classroom, the boy in question flinches and looks for his best friend. “what?” the blond’s eyes full of panic, “i messed up,” he says and rests his hand on top of his shoulders.

“messed up with what? did you get detention again?” his friend sighs in disappointment, “no,” eren scoffs and crosses his arms. “then what?” armin leans back on his table and stares at his friend.

“i told her i hate her instead of confessing,” he whines and looks at armin with saddened eyes. “why can’t you be normal for once,” the blonde says while snickering, “don’t laugh at my misery!”

you’re peacefully doing your homework which you forgot to do at home and today’s the deadline when eren decided that it’s the right time to once again, annoy you. you know, because according to him, his day is never complete if he doesn’t.

“y/n, hey psst!” eren keeps pestering you, however, you didn't give him even a quick glance. he pokes your side, desperate for your attention, “go away, eren. i’m trying to finish this,” you mutter, eyes glued on your paper.

surprisingly, he obliged… for a few seconds. “she said she has to finish that, leave her alone,” a classmate, who you don’t talk much to, speaks up to the boy.

you sigh and gesture to them, “finally someone with a brain,” you say without looking up.

eren raises a brow, amused by your classmate, he looks up at them, a smug smile present on his face, “who do you think you are?” your classmate shrugs, “a person with a brain, apparently.”

the boy scoffs, “go away, this is none of your business.” you just sigh, used to this situation, it’s not like it’ll turn into a fist-fight. you’re on your last question when the tension seemed to have sky-rocketed.

for the first time, ever since eren entered the scene, you look up to see him chest to chest with your classmate. both of them looking down on each other, “hey,” you utter out, leaving your homework behind.

you stand up in between them, pulling them apart from each other. “what are you? a bunch of children? you’re in high school now!” you furrow your brows while looking at the two of them before glaring at eren.

“and you, what the hell do you think you are doing?” you ask, confused by his actions for the past days. “yeah, it’s not like you're the boyfriend or something,” your classmate says with a scoff. eren snarls at them, "shut up, she’s mine."

you can’t help but scoff at his remark, “i’m sorry?” you say while crossing your arms, eren is quick to mask his shocked reaction. he mirrors you, crossing his arms also, “i like you, you got a problem with that?”

your eyes narrow on him, “...eren, what?” you hear a scoff from behind you, “don’t trust him, that’s probably one of his sick plays again” your classmate comments which you nod your head to.

“you’re trusting them more my words?” eren says while pointing at your classmate, you nod without hesitation.

“and you really think i’ll believe you more than anyone?” you snicker, the boy’s gaze fleets down on the floor, whispering, “well.. yeah.”

“seriously, what’s with you, eren?” you sigh while rubbing your forehead, armin rushes to where the three of you stand, “what’s happening?” his words repeating, looking at a dejected eren. “he was just about to start a fight while i was peacefully doing my homework.”

armin smiles at you, sympathy written all over it. “would you like to copy mine? i’m really sorry,” you shake your head, smiling sweetly to him, “no, i’m actually almost done, thank you though,” the blond nods and looks at his friend.

as armin drags eren out of the scene, his words echo in your head, “i like you,” your brows furrows in confusion, ‘did he mean that?’ even with him not anywhere near you, he never fails to bother and invade your mind.

you groan going back to your homework, not sparing your classmate a glance as you furiously answer the remaining question.

weeks passed since the disastrous confession, you groan into your hand, rubbing your face. head is still full of eren despite not seeing him, “ugh, i hate you so much,” you mutter.

eren clears his throat making you look up to him. “i hope that wasn’t meant for me,” you glare up to him, “it is meant for you asshole.”

“sorry..?” the boy holds his hands up in defeat. you roll your eyes at him, “what do you want?” eren’s face immediately changes, his aura nothing but serious.

you raise a brow at this, “please eren, i’m too tired for this,” you say while slumping back on your seat. “of what?” he rests his hands on top of your table.

you bring a hand up to gesture at him, “all of this. so if you can, please be quick so this can be over with.”

eren stares at you as you stare back at him, you’re about to say something when his next words makes your breath hitch, “what i said back there was nothing but the truth.”

eren observes as your eyes calculate his every move, “no, that’s not right.”

he sighs, getting a quick glimpse of armin who’s looking at him sternly. eren gulps and looks back at you, “i like you, y/n.” he reaches out for your hand, caging them with his own.

“it’s always been you,” slowly, he brings up your hand and leaves a kiss on the back of them.

“i need time, eren” you say while retreating your hand back. you sigh, looking into his eyes, “that’s if you’re committed and will be willing to wait,” your tone unsure, uneasy with the boy in front of you.

you asked for time? he did that without batting an eye. his determination and desire to proudly call you as his significant other is what pulled him through those months.

the long wait is worth it because now he have you in his arms, “i love you” you mumble to his chest.

on top of that, the first l-word was dropped by you, “i love you more, babe” he kisses your forehead.

eren jaeger couldn’t be any happier, this is everything he could ask for; to call you his and to have you by his side.

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DENSE AS A BRICK // KOZUME KENMA

word count: 1.3k+

warning: fluff but there might be angst somewhere in the middle (idk if that will be considered angst)

amihan’s note: the ‘ily’ part reminds me of that one kdrama i dunno where it’s from but it’s def from a kdrama. happy reading!

masterlist: 300 milestone

kenma + secret crush on your best friend + “i love you”

oblivious!kenma x fem!reader

you’ve been called kenma’s best friend along with kuroo for who knows how long yet kenma can’t seem to tell how you really feel for him, he’s denser than you thought.

kuroo catched on to your feelings so why can’t he? you’re sure you’ve made your feelings crystal clear.

kuroo, being the self-proclaimed genius he is, wants to know how long you can hide your feelings for him and how dense kenma can get. or as kuroo likes to call him, 'kenma the brick.'

you hear someone clearing their throat causing you to turn and look at them. “hey, am i late?” kenma asks with a small smile, eyes remaining on kuroo a little longer.

you smile at him, “no, you’re just in time.” you offer a hand for him which he takes without hesitation.

now it's kuroo’s turn to exaggeratedly clear his throat, kenma rolls his eyes, tightening his grip on your hand when he feels you letting go.

“what do you want?” he grumbles, “what? my throat is dry and itchy,” the raven-haired said in his defense.

that’s just how kenma is, he’s clingy and overprotective of you yet there’s no mutual understanding regarding how you feel towards each other.

after class, you rush to the gym, a little bit late due to extracurricular activities. along the way you see lev doing the same. you meet eyes with him, the door is within reach, his eyes glint in mischief.

as if on cue the two of you double in speed pushing each other, trying to get inside the gym first. you trip on your way in, you close your eyes tightly. the last thing you know is how close the floor is coming in contact with your face.

someone gets a hold of you just in time, you slowly open your eyes and sigh in relief, thankful that you did not embarrass yourself by planting face first on the floor. “careful there, princess” kuroo smirks down to you.

kenma clicks his tongue, quickly getting back in the middle of the court right beside the net. he can’t believe he rushes to catch you when he knows that kuroo’s much faster than him, taketora stares at him.

“what do you want?” the blond grumbles, “did i just see you run?” kenma grabs a volleyball from the ball cart, he just grimaces at the wing spiker getting back to his routine.

“kenma,” nekomata calls out letting the sub-setter go in, kuroo’s eyes follow his best friend’s frame as he walks to their coach, shoulders slump like always. “what’s happening?” the coach is quick to point out.

“nothing,” kenma replies while looking down on the floor, “do you want to rest for the day?” the blond gnaw on his bottom lip contemplating his choices, he looks up to the older and shakes his head.

nekomata sighs and nods towards the court, “if your play is still off, you’ll be done for today” kenma gives him a curt nod and waits by the sideline to switch with the current setter.

the coach’s eyes wander around the court and land his eyes on you, the towels and the water bottles ready for the team. you don’t seem to be the cause of the problem, they all love you. he, himself, treats you like his own daughter.

“please take care of me,” your voice is a little shaky due to the nerve-wracking you feel inside, it’s your first time to be surrounded by intimidating guys. kenma and kuroo have always been there to scare them away but this time, they’re one of those intimidating guys.

the meeting may not have started great but the whole team bonded with you in their own different ways. kai was there to help you be a good manager for them, patient with explaining what to do and not to do for them.

lev may be a new addition but due to his love for cats, you two have been closer than ever. you and morisuke mentors taketora on how to properly approach girls, even having you or yaku as an example. to say the least there’s some hitting involved whenever lev pipes in.

sō and yuki loves to be your subject whenever you feel like trying a new braid, they’re enthusiastic whenever your fingers touch their hair. last but not least, you grew up with kenma and kuroo. you three are inseparable.

what would have caused this? his video games mayhaps?

your eyes lingers on kenma, eyebrows frowning seeing him make yet another mistake with setting. especially with kuroo who he’s been nothing but in sync with for years now.

kenma lets out a frustrated breath, shaking his hands in the process. his gaze moves to where you usually stand seeing you looking back at him, you give him a little wave and flash him an encouraging smile.

he breaks eye contact and looks down at the floor, closing his eyes to calm himself. as nekomata is about to call kenma and have him come home early, he starts getting back in sync with the captain.

their time lag attack is back in game, kuroo holds up both his hands in victory and turns to give the setter a high five when the blond turns around to set for the ace this time.

you watch your two best friends have a silent conflict, thick tension surrounding both of them. you bite your bottom lip, reminiscing back whenever the three of you get upset over the other.

kenma’s doubles in laughter, clutching his stomach in the process. kuroo lightly bumps shoulder with him, silently telling him to read the room, you glare down at the floor.

“you look pretty, y/n” kuroo comments with a smile. your hands clenching the hem of your shirt, you look up and point at kenma, “if you’re gonna laugh at me then why don’t you try it yourself.” little kenma stops from his fits of laughter and raises a brow.

“is that a challenge, mochi?” kenma crosses his arms over his chest, kuroo looks at the two of you.

he might be the oldest of you three but he sure feels like he’s not. “let’s calm down now. kenma that was not nice-” the older once again gets ignored by the two.

you glare at kenma and huff, you hold out a hand for him to shake. “grow out your hair and we’ll settle this” you said in a firm tone, kuroo sighs seeing the two of you seal the deal.

after practice, kenma is quick with packing up his things and changing to his spare clothes. he didn’t wait for you nor kuroo, he rushes out of the club room, wanting to get on the train as soon as possible.

however, you have other plans for him, “kenma!” you shout after him, running to his direction but his steps did not falter even for a second. you stop from running, leaning on your knees for support as you pant from exhaustion.

you breathe in deep, with all the energy you have left, “i love you!!” you shout, your emotions pouring through it.

his back still turned to you, “i said i love you, kenma!” the boy in question slowly lets go of the tight grip he has on his jacket, his lips stretching up to a smile.

“how many times would you want me to say it before you rea-“ your words are cut off by kenma running to you and engulfing you in a hug, “i love you too, kitten.”

-bonus scene

“you didn’t confess huh?” morisuke leans against the wall, kuroo shakes his head, not turning to look at him. the raven-haired chuckles, “why would i when i clearly have no chance.” turns out, kenma wasn’t the only one who’s dense.

the libero pats his back, “i’ll get over it soon, it’s not that deep,” kuroo says and smiles at his friend. “say, what are your thoughts on blind dates? i know this girl,” morisuke offers with a soft smile.

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TORPE // OKKOTSU YUTA

title translation: used to describe young men who don't know how to approach the girls they like

word count: 0.8k+

amihan’s note: don't look at his id, i dunno why he looks so fckn pale jdfbsjd kids please don’t do this hbfsjsf don’t get in trouble bcs of a crush, they won’t be the one giving you credits. listen to your prof and study well! okay maybe a little bit but don’t get caught, happy reading!

masterlist: 300 milestone

yuta + seatmates to lovers + "that's my ballpen"

seatmate!yuta x fem!reader

you thoroughly search your bag, panic beginning to set in as you can’t get a glimpse of your ballpen, the professor doesn’t help as he seems to be in a rush.

luckily you spot a pen lying on the ground, you quickly pick it up and uncap it scribbling down on your paper as fast as you can.

days later, you consider the pen as somewhat a lucky charm. you aced the quiz even with the time pressure that the professor put in class.

the day starts off like any other but this time your long-time crush is sitting beside you. you take a few deep breaths, calming yourself.

the discussion begins minutes after the professor arrives, you bring out your notebook and your lucky pen, as you uncap it you feel a tap on your shoulder.

“huh?” you look at him, processing on where he’s pointing. yuta clears his throat and fiddles with his fingers, “that’s my ballpen” his words inaudible, “sorry?” you say while leaning closer to hear him better.

he points at your hand again and looks away, “that’s my ballpen,” he says more clearly this time.

you look down at the pen and feel heat rushing up, “oh,” you put the cap back on and set it down on his table, “i’m sorry.”

yuta looks back to you, he shakes his hand and puts the pen back on your desk, “it’s all right, i have more of them, i just happen to notice..” he rambles on, slight panic written all over his face, his cheeks and the tip of his ears in the shade of pink.

you’re about to tell him he can have it back when you hear your professor clear their throat, both of you looking up.

“care to share with the class what you two are on about, mister okkotsu and miss l/n?” both of you shake your head in an instant, “sorry mx,” you two mumble in sync.

“that’s a warning,” the professor goes back in front and continues the class, you turn back to yuta who’s biting his bottom lip, holding back a giggle.

“what’s so funny?” you whisper-yell to him, he looks back at you and shakes his head going back to his notes. you squint your eyes at him, watching his every move before following in suit.

after a while you see him quickly jot down on a piece of paper he tore from his notebook, he looks up to check on the professor before slipping the paper on your desk.

you turn to him and furrow your brows, “what?” you mouthed to him while he motions at the paper.

you give one last glance in front before opening the paper, ‘how about we buy you a ballpen later?’ his messy handwriting reads, a small count bar on the top right.

you snicker at him, giving him a side glance before shaking your head. you begin writing your reply, ‘sure, are you gonna take this ballpen from me now, mister okkotsu?’

you then put an arrow at the count bar, ‘added one :)’ you pass the paper back to him, tapping the ballpen against your cheek while looking forward, trying to be nonchalant.

the note passing lasts longer than you thought, the 'sneaky' giggles didn’t go unnoticed by your professor.

“that’s it,” they mumble and look at the class, they point at the door, “mister okkotsu and miss l/n, go outside now.”

you immediately sit up straight with the mention of your name, eyes widen with the next words.

“uh- bu-” the professor shakes their head and points outside again. you sigh and pack up your things, standing up to follow yuta outside.

walking alongside him, he rubs the back of his neck, an apologetic smile present on his face. “i’m sorry about that, i didn’t mean to get us kicked out.” he apologizes while you look down both in remorse and embarrassment.

you just kicked out besides all that, got kicked out with your crush. well, he’s technically the reason and you should feel at least a little enraged yet all you can feel is the butterflies in your stomach.

“so.. should we go buy your ballpen now?” you look up to him, a little taken back. “you… you were serious about that?” you ask while pointing at him, he shrugs, “i got you in trouble and it’ll be my treat.”

your mind swirls with a lot of questions, ‘is this considered a date?’ ‘what’s happening?’ ‘is he asking me out?’ and all that.

yuta smiles, shoving his hands inside his pockets, “would you, miss l/n, mind spending the rest of the day with me?”

“i would love to!” you unintentionally shout with much enthusiasm, “great,” he smiles and offers you a hand, “let’s go?” you bite your bottom lip and look away, quickly taking his hands with yours.

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yuta looks around the empty classroom and opens his phone texting his best friend, ‘i’m in the same class with the cute girl!’ he taps against his table after hitting send, a little nervous being in the same class as you.

a few seconds later, toge replies to him, ‘do the ballpen move, it’ll work!’ he stares at his phone screen for a few moments, contemplating whether to do it or not. he sighs and decides to leave it all to the universe.

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[love-amihan]

✧ masterlists ✧

MISTER CASANOVA // GOJO SATORU

word count: 1.5k+

warning: satoru’s a bit mean but it’s not towards you, some scenes may be inaccurate too, nonnie sorry if i didn’t do justice with your ‘something about me’

amihan’s note: i’m ngl with y’all, i forgot how to write satoru… as much as i want to make reader fight back, let’s make her a damsel in distress in this situation. hope y’all will like this and i hope i didn’t make any mistakes, i’m open to critisism but pls be gentle with me, happy reading!

masterlist: 300 milestone

satoru + secretly in love with best friend + "take my jacket”

best friend!satoru x fem!reader

satoru is a jerk and can be arrogant most of the time, he treats you like a friend, a guy friend to be exact.

always calling you bro and all that shenanigans, even bumps your shoulder harder than one should to a friend.

he doesn't hold back when it comes to you, he's too comfortable. the only perk you have being his best friend is that you get to see this rare soft side of him, not the arrogant nor flirty type. for you, that's the real satoru.

yes, he may be called the 'casanova' of the school but despite all that, you still fell for him.

even with all the proof that he himself has given you. you've lost count on how many girls have been going to you after satoru ditches them.

but today is not like those days, you begrudgingly walk inside your classroom. feeling grumpy since you woke up, you set down your bag and lean on your desk looking at the board.

minutes later, you start to zone out, mind blank. on the other hand, satoru strides inside the classroom, a complete opposite of your gloomy mood.

he's all smiley, might as well add some birds chirping and flowers dancing around him. "y/n~" his cheerful voice fills your ears.

however, you did not move a muscle, eyes still up front. his shoulders slumps ever so slightly, he walks closer to you and stares real close to your face.

you snap out of your trance and see satoru's beautiful ocean eyes. once you acknowledge his appearance, his lips turn up to a smile. that damned smile that started it all.

"how are you feeling today?" he crouch down a little, leaning to your table for support. his eyes all focused on you and no one else. you purse your lips, not wanting to utter out something you will regret later.

you shrug your shoulders, "isn't that writing on the board from yesterday?" you say while pointing in front, he raises a brow and follows where you're pointing. "yeah, it actually is."

"good luck to our next prof then, that'll be a pain in the ass to erase," you mumble while taking out your notebook, satoru chuckles at your random statement. "sweetheart-" your gaze moves back to him quickly.

"satoru i told you not to call me that," he just pouts at your statement and huffs, "fine, i told you not to call me satoru too." you roll your eyes, "i'm not calling you pumpkin pie."

"what do you want?" you set down your pen beside your notebook, all your attention now on him. he snaps his fingers and points at you, "ah right, about that-"

"if you're gonna ask me to be your fake girlfriend, the answer is no" you cut him off, "heyyyy" he whines, "why did i feel somewhat offended by that?" he mutters, you bite back a smile and shrug.

if anything, you'll be happy to oblige to his request if ever he asks you to. but for the sake of friendship, you kept holding back from pouncing at every opportunity you have just to be in any intimate setting with him.

"i need to dump this girl," you scrunch up your nose and stare at his pleading eyes. "i don't know…" your tone unsure. "pleasepleaseplease," he have his hands clasp together, his irresistible pleading eyes looking back at you.

you close your eyes and take a few deep breaths, "fine." he holds a fist up in the air, followed by a loud "yes!" the class president glares at his direction, he covers his mouth and mouths "sorry."

he looks back at you and takes your hands, "meet me at lunch." he brings up your hand and kisses the back of it before winking. you roll your eyes at his actions, "looking forward to it" you sarcastically say while he bids goodbye.

lunch came earlier than you thought, as promised you and satoru met and walk together to wherever he told the girl to meet up. “ah classic satoru,” you mutter while the two of you stand behind the school.

“you got better place in mind?” he tucks his hand inside the pockets of his jacket and mindlessly kick stray pebbles he sees.

“just let her off the hook nice and easy, i can’t deal with another petty bitch at the moment” you say with a sigh.

satoru chuckles at your statement and brings an arm to wrap around your shoulder to pull you closer to him.

he's about to tell you something when the girl finally makes her appearance. “toru… what’s the meaning of this?” her eyes lingering on you with a glare.

the blue-eyed boy smiles carelessly, “just what it looks like honey, i’m sorry we can’t see each other any longer.” he pats your head before walking towards the girl.

“i found my true half, i hope you find yours soon too,” he takes a few steps back before bowing his head.

meanwhile you stand behind him waiting for the girl to somehow unleash her inner demon and throw tantrums at him just like how it always turn out.

surprisingly the girl smiles at him and nods, “i hope you two will be happy together.” satoru stands up straight, a shock expression on.

“huh, props to you, that was very ma...ture” his eyes following the girl who’s uncapping her water bottle and blatantly throw its contents right in your face, even emptying it on top of your head.

“is that what you want me to say, homewrecker?” her tone dripping with venom, satoru immediately gets in between you two and glares at the girl.

“no wonder, no one liked you in the first place. i was trying to be polite but you’re testing me,” he sniggers.

his mood switching quickly. yes, gojo satoru may be a jerk in your eyes but this is what made you fall for him, he’s protective with the ones he cares about.

“if you’re gonna be bitchy about this, take a good look in front of the mirror. fix your petty attitude…”

his eyes glaring daggers as he looks her up and down, “and when you do..” his smirk taunting her, “which i highly doubt” he mutters.

he brings up a hand and motions for her to go, “good luck finding someone, the two of you can rot together.”

with a huff, the girl stomps away while cursing satoru under her breath. he quickly turns around and looks at you, panic and concern written all over his face.

“oh god..” he mumbles and takes off his jacket, “here, here, here” his tone in a hurry. you smile to yourself, that’s one thing you’ve picked up after being by his side for a long time. he tend to repeat his words whenever he’s flustered, embarrassed, or truly sorry with his careless actions.

“take my jacket,” he drapes the material around you and looks at your drenched appearance with pained expression.

“i’m sorry, y/n” his voice full of sincerity, however you remain standing, still a little shock with the situation.

satoru stares at you, feeling his heart wanting to escape it’s cage.

why is he feeling like this all of a sudden?

his hands runs up and down your arm, trying his best to warm you up. oh, that’s right, he’s too scared of ruining the beautiful friendship you two have.

words flows out of satoru’s lips as if his mouth have it’s own mind, “y/n…” his hands coming to stop on top of your shoulders, his eyes looking deeply into yours.

“diamond,” he says with a fond smile on his lips, you frown at him, "what?" his thumbs caressing your cheeks, "that's how i see you. diamonds are known to be one of the toughest substance on earth,"

he takes a deep breath and continues, "you are one of the toughest person i know. i admire you for that... i would like to call this precious stone i found as mine."

at least, that’s how you would want the scenario to work out.

but reality can be disappointing at times, “y/n!” you look up to him, “what..” you mutter, a little confused. “i said, we should get you changed, you might catch a cold, dummy.”

his brows furrowing, “did something happen?” you slowly shake your head, he nods at you and drapes an arm around you just like earlier.

“i have spare clothes, i’ll lend you some…” his voice begins to fade out as you walk alongside him, your body on auto-pilot.

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weeks passed after the incident, satoru tells you to meet him at the same place. you’re hesitant to go regardless you still show up.

“satoru, if you’re gonna break up with… another” you didn’t get to finish your sentence, your breath hitches at the sight.

satoru’s holding out a box of his favorite mochi, “please accept my confession,” his voice soft, his smile reaching ear to ear.

“are you for real?” you ask while taking the box, “i’ve never been sure in my life," he replies.

you shove him playfully while giggling, “is this seriously how you’re gonna confess?” you look down at the box, in awe of his adorable ways. “yes, and i would need your answer, baby” you look up to him and smile.

you stand on your tip-toes and steal a kiss from him before running away. “i’ll give you my answer once you catch me~” you say in a sing-song tone, skipping away from him. satoru grins and is quick to follow you, slowling down if ever he gets close to you.

it’s far different from what you have imagined, nevertheless, you two end up together. for you, as long as satoru’s by your side, everythings seems to be in cloud nine.

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[love-amihan]

HI MIMIBABES‼️ i just saw ur 300 milestone post so congrats on that bestie 🥳 ehehe sali aku

student; kuroo tetsuro

trope; high school sweethearts

quote; “here’s my jacket”

pronouns; she/her

pet names; i’m fine with any! (except kitten lol)

something about me; i’m such a sleepy student as in i’m known by my classmates for coming to school sabog, with iced coffee, and late. i take naps between classes and i always bring a hoodie with me bc i easily get cold 🥶

here u go bestie <33 thank u for participating 😚😚😚 ang mood ng 'coming to school sabog' bcs that's literally me everyday fkndocnd hope you'll like it bebe 🥺 stay hydrated okay? 💞

side note: i know i’m gonna get a lot of hate for saying this but ion get why the nekoma boys fics’ always have the pet name ‘kitten’ with reader jfbsjrf also with bokuto’s fics the ‘baby owl’ fbiskbf i just can’t feel the fic whenever i see those names, ‘m sorry but i automatically crack up whenever i see ‘em 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

[love-amihan]

Also MIMI i hope im not late but congrats on 300! 🥳🥰 You deserve every one of them, you sweet soul 💞

So if I may request, can I have:

Student: Akaashi Keiji

Trope: seatmates to lover uuuuuuu.

Quote: you have pretty handwriting.

Pronouns: she/her

Petname: sweetheart

Something about me: I'm usually loud and cheeky with my friends but I can get really shy and start cowering around the guy I like 👉👈 i have medium black hair, black eyes, fair skin tone, i'm 159 cm, infp, oh! I love to eat, i like being active at sports & dont like getting bad grades at school, i guess thats enough? 😳

Thanks Mimi🥰 please feel free to ignore the request if you dont feel like writing it, your happiness comes first! But if you do decide to write it, happy writing! 🥰 I hope i did the ask format right....so sorry if I did it wrong 😅

hey koko! my sweetgirl <33 ur request is finally here! i'm really sorry for the long wait and if it's short but i hope u like it 👉👈

thank u for participating, here's to more akaashi brainrot with u~ ily bae 🥺💞

[love-amihan]

hey !! congrats on 300 !! soooo i was hoping to do ur 300 followers event if u don't mind 🧎‍♀️

student: gojo satoru

pronouns: she/her

petnames: baby, diamond (for some odd reason, someone called me this one time and i almost passed out LMAO), sweetheart

trope: secretly in love w their best friend 🧘🏽‍♀️

quote: "take my jacket"

somethings about me: i zone out alot, i can be v random and sarcastic 😗 i'm a lightskin black girl, w collarbone length curly hair that's cut into a wolfcut/messy mullet ?? and i wear oversized clothes alot 😁

hope i didn't miss or overdo anything ! thank you and once again, congrats !

hey anon, i hope u can still see this bdkfndo here's ur request, i'm sorry this took so long 🙏😭 i hope u like it! thank u for participating, hope you'll participate in my future events too (even tho i take too long with this 🙇‍♀️)

[love-amihan]

Student: Okkotsu Yuta!

Trope: seatmates to lovers - fluff! (omg ma skl i deff liked my seatmate in 5th til i was in 7th grade. Then i liked my seatmate [a different one] from 7th to 10th grade. HAHAGAGA BAKET AKO GANTOOO)

Quote: "Can I copy your homework?" or "That's my ballpen" surprise me ate HAHAHA

Pronouns: she/her

Pet name: hoy/ love (yes hoy is a pet name for me😩)

Something about me: I'm very shy with people i don't know. But with people I'm close to, I talk a lot. Sometimes I feel insecure about that because I will literally talk someone's ear off if I like the topic. I love food, but only a handful because I'm a picky eater lol. I like cooking and baking, but don't like sharing brcause everything is made based on ny preferences which is sometimes too much for other people HAHAHA. I'm 5'3" a chub chub with hair just past my shoulders. I also sleep a lot. It's all I do tbh HAHAHA.

Okay naba to ate? HAHAHA

Oh congrats again ate mimi!😚😚 You deserve it mwah😚

- 1 AM anon (heh😎)

hey bebs <3 naghintay ka ba? wala naaaa- charot HAHAHAHA here u go babes 😘 thank u for participating bebe, here's to more works with u in the future also more landi to come HAHAHSKSKSKS

[love-amihan]

hii! cld i join ur event? i know im rlly new but u seem so cool and i was rlly happy when i found out u were filo as well, i haven't come across many filo creators on here <3

student: porco galliard

trope: best friends older brother

quote: that's my shirt

pronouns: she/her

pet name: pretty girl, doll

something about me: im really short, i am v musical ig? i play the violin, piano, ukulele, guitar, drums + bass, and i also sing lmao. i have black hair up to my collar bone, and light brown skin. im shy around new people, but with those im close with im super super outgoing and loud.

feel free to ignore this if you want, congrats on your milestone and have an amazing day/night!! <3

bebe u r in luck, u will find lots of filo creators through this blog! i can reco u a lot of creators but here, i'll give u this list instead~ thank u for participating babes, here's ur request! i'm really sorry for the long wait 🙏

also omfg, u r so talented bae!!! palimos po talento 😩🤲

[love-amihan]

Hi hello~ congrats for reaching 300, baby mushroom!!! ; u ; <3 ilyvvm~ mwah <3

Now, on to the event proper:

Student: Kozume Kenma

Trope: secret crush on your best friend (fluff please)

Quote: "I love you!" *sabay tago sa likuran mo charot*

Pronouns: she/her

Pet name: kitten

Something about me: I may look like shy but I bite >:^) also I love cats; I'm an inch shorter than Kenma + I have short shoulder-length black hair, and round cheeks... like mochi UwU

hi ate~ your request is here! i'm really sorry for the wait 😭🙏 has been pushing this event for so long and i finally decided to square up and face it yesterday fkenkc but as u may have seen, the sudden writer's block sighhh

ne ways, hope u will like it ate, thank u for participating ilyt kith kith + headpats <33