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alienaiver · 1 year
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"scoot over."
iwaizumi looks at you as a confused grunt leaves him, his body unmoving from where it's settled in the nest of your pillows. you pout, "scoot over, haji."
"hah?" his eyebrows raise as he sits back up on his elbows to look at you, your head resting in your palm as you're turned towards him. he wants to admire your pyjama's and settle his beating heart from going into overdrive, wants to have an emotional reaction to you using his first name (and a nickname) for the first time, but your unusual demand is keeping him from it, "don't you wanna cuddle?" he asks then and you sigh before you let your head hit your pillow, "bacon sleeps on that part of my pillow."
his eyes widen at you. really? you're sleeping next to the each other for the first time and you're worried about the cat? iwaizumi accidentally scoffs and prepares a gruff joke but the glare you immediately send his way stops him. "he doesn't like you very much to begin with, i think you should be careful about hogging his spot, too. he's very particular."
iwaizumi lets his head hit the pillow too with a sigh and it isn't until you hear the all too familiar sound of iwaizumi's rival, bacon, enter the stage. you coo at him as he crawls over iwaizumi (he didn't need his ribs, anyways) to settle. the cat stops and sends a curious gaze at the situation in front of him. if iwaizumi knew cats better, he'd say it was challenging him. you laugh and push at iwaizumi, "c'mon haji, scoot. he's waiting."
he gives the cat his best glare before he grumbles out unintelligible words and moves towards the edge of the bed. the cat wastes no time in crawling over to its designated spot and settles with you scratching its back. to iwaizumi's surprise, bacon settles with his face turned towards him, his eyes unblinking and unmoving as they watch iwaizumi. as if waiting for him to leave. what a deeply unsettling cat.
iwaizumi hears you giggle as you blindly reach for his hand, "i'm sorry. i promise he'll get used to you soon enough. if it's any consolation, he'll probably go for the foot of the bed in a few hours."
a few hours.
how wonderful. iwaizumi grips onto your hand as well and squeezes, "you're lucky i love you."
and then there's silent. he's unsure if you already fell asleep, straining his ears to listen after your breathing. he's about to say your name when your breath hitches and you punch his hip, "you can't just say it like that so casually! oh my god i stopped breathing for a second!"
iwaizumi's eyes are wide as he tries to make out your silhouette in the dark. he can faintly see you hiding your face in the fur of your cat as its now your turn to mumble unintelligible sounds.
then it dawns on him and he can't help but laugh from the bottom of his stomach as he holds a hand to his own face.
you're the first partner he's ever said it to.
the cat jumps up and leaves the bed. he didn't need his organs either, he faintly thinks as it uses him as its jumping point to leave. you scoot to hide in iwaizumi's chest, "i love you too, y'know."
he wraps his arms around you and kisses the crown of your head, trying to control the happiness and warmth inside of him at your words.
he can live with bacon, if he gets you.
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alienaiver · 3 months
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thinking of bleaching your hair yourself while living with aizawa. he's indifferent to what color you pick for your hair (hes smitten in the way where every color suits you) but hes so, so morbidly curious about the proces and cant stop hovering by the bathroom door whenever you have a go, curiosity killed the cat-style. one day, you teasingly ask if he wants a strand bleached and when you add, "then we'll match a little," his eyes go wide as he blushes. he looks down and nods, and lets you do a patch at the back of his hair, where itll be hidden nicely by his binding scarf and wont be too overwhelming of a change for him. it doesnt turn very blond, since his hair is so pitch black, but whenever he grades papers or reads he plays with the tuft of psuedo-blond hair, rolling it between his fingers. he feels like he has you with him whenever youre apart.
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alienaiver · 1 year
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please you're hanging out at allen's place having a sleep-over but he's too cheap to turn on the heat so you insist on cuddling under his covers and he is so stiff, so nervous and the man is blushing down to his ass. when you sneak a hand under his shirt to tease him and let him feel their astoundingly cold temperature you expect him to screech and reprimand you but instead he stiffens impossibly further, making you pull away to check if he's okay and if you've crossed a line. he smiles awkwardly and tries to mirror you with hands on you. you furrow your brows and asks again if he's okay. "i promise! its just..." he trails off, pointedly looking away from you. "just what?" you ask, afraid you actually might've hurt your crush and friend. he chuckles before he faces you head-on, "i'm not used to physical contact.. but it's nice, being this close with you."
you know that admittance hasnt come freely or easily so you spare him the embarassment by simply smiling and repositioning your hands on his waist with a reassuring squeeze, "then relax, i like being close to you too, you know."
he's no less stiffer than he was before because now you've cuddled up with your face hidden in his neck. he can feel your soft breath directly on his skin and he mentally apologizes for the way he's judged bak for getting hives. he thinks he might get them soon, too.
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alienaiver · 1 year
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i want to cook a meal for akaashi on our first date at home. i want to be nervous and jittery at the supermarket as i pick out ingredients and i want to prepare it all meticulously before he arrives, almost forgetting to make myself presentable in the mess of my kitchen. i want him to arrive with flowers and his hair obviously styled (by bokuto, but he looks good nonetheless), blushing and timidly entering my home. we sit down by the table and as soon as he sees the dishes set out, he immediately realizes its his least favorite dish in the entire world.
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alienaiver · 15 hours
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i want to write an autistic reader with pda struggling to open up about it to their haikyuu partner. they keep triggering themselves as to not demand his attention and change of behaviors to fit you; hes truly an adonis, he cares for you ao obviously and deeply and in your mind theres already so many reasons to leave. do you really want to add another?
and its not like he figures entirely out what happens, or knows much about autistic pda, but he seems to catch on to your little tells of uncomfortableness whenever he reminds you to do something or doesnt word his phrases like a question.
hes always been allowed to ask you about your specific autistic traits, always willing to listen and talk about it but he also feels a responsibility himself to learn more and he can feel how sensitive the subject might be. so when he comes to you to talk about it, he wants to be prepared to handle it the best way possible and be there for you exactly as you need.
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alienaiver · 1 year
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Hey so how do you think Allen Walker would deal with having a s/o who isn’t even stunned by his dark side when it comes out for first time and they find it funny and are more “ You’re usually sweet and innocent all the time, that I figured you had to be hiding something. I’ve never seen you angry”?
"Whatcha mean yer thought I was hiding somethin'?" he asks, unsure of how he feels about that fact and completely unable to stay polite and proper in his surprise. He winces and schools his expression and thoughts, "I mean, I just don't have that many things to be angry about, I suppose?"
The strained laugh he lets out makes you wince back at him, your grimace telling him he can't win with that one. You grab his hand - his ugly one and Allen feels like he’s flinching enough for the both of you since you barely even react when touching him so casually. You caress the back of the hand gently and give him a warm smile, “you can take your time showing me all of you,” before he’s about to say something, you huff out a laugh and continue, “though I do admit, you telling off the owner of that restaurant for us was really amazing! You’re so interesting for sure.”
Allen fights to have his face remain neutral upon the display in front of him. The laugh that’s bubbling out of your chest at the end of your sentence is so warm, bursting at the seams to explode in front of him and color him in your fantastic and vibrant shades. His other hand travels to hide the blush rising from his cheeks all the way up to his ears as he lets out a laugh himself, though it is a lot more muted than yours. He relaxes his shoulders and properly grabs onto the hand still caressing his knuckles, returning a smile he hopes brings you as much as warmth, as yours does for him.
He wants to overthink all of this, wants to sink into his fears and distance himself from you to hide the misstep but your casual and accepting nature lets him put down his guard. He’ll try harder to hide his dark side from you for a while yet but a seed of acceptance has been sown in the darkest parts of him and soon enough it’ll illuminate more than he can even imagine. It’s not okay for him to show you all of him, but it will be.
He’s afraid to admit it, but he looks forward to it.
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alienaiver · 1 year
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i wanna drag kenma to a con. he technically already has to go bcos his company has been sponsoring parts of their gameroom but itd been his obvious plan to duck out last minute with a half-cooked excuse.
then you come into his life, beautiful and thriving at conventions. you cosplay, you go to the events, you mingle and you walk around. he reluctantly agrees and ends up carrying an extra jacket or shirt for you, change of shoes (in case you need it; cosplay shoes are rarely ever comfortable), your makeup bag, a bottle of water and any medicine you might need. he's not afraid to complain about it but if you even try to suggest putting the bag in the con's wardrobe or that he can just sit in the manga lounge while you do something, he grumbles even louder, grabs your hand and drags you to the next event. he carefully takes off your cosplay boots after a long day and massages your feet, lets you sit on the bathroom counter and hand you any makeup remover or skincare product you might need, ducking into your shared bedroom to get your change of clothes and a light snack after such a long day, kissing you with a heated blush on his cheeks as he admits that you looked really beautiful in your costume and that he fell in love with you again seeing you shine like that
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alienaiver · 1 year
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i want to be the love of tyki's "light" life.. i want him to treat me so gently and warmly, living with me in my cold and run-down apartment whenever he's available. he tells me of big dreams including me and him, how he'll give me the world when he one day turns rich. how i'm his source of light and all the other sweet nothings that he deeply yearns to be true. he could give me the world right now, technically, but that would mean disclosing what he doesnt want me to see. he wants me to stay in the light with his other side, wants to be selfish and not corrupt me with his dark side. i want tyki to pour into me all of his gentle and bright love
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alienaiver · 1 year
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its late and im tired but the thought of royal advisor sugawara is keeping me afloat. hes cunning and has been the apprentice of the former since he was very young, knowing the robes early on. you're close in age and tragedy strikes, making you the heir to the throne in an age much too soon for your own liking. you latch onto him and he helps you, becomes your right hand in a matter of months. he proudly wears the symbol of your kingdom even when he's off duty and spends more time than advised by his peers and family, supporting you because he believes in you. he believes that you can rule your kingdom in a favorable way to your people and grow into the throne.
one night you're going through maps of the coastal regions where trouble is brewing but its late and the duties have been never ending the past few days. suga's next to you, writing down notes from your thoughts and brainstorming of your joint plans when he suddenly feels a weight on his shoulder. with a tense expression he turns his head and finds you soundly asleep, the quill that was in your hand now displaced and rolling over the map, spreading ink. he clears his throat before he dares speak but before a word can leave his mouth he sighs instead, trying to relax his posture and make it more comfortable for you. takes a moment to be selfish like he never is and breathes in your scent, admire the way your mouth moves in tandem with your slow breathing.
restraining himself from caressing your soft cheek proves harder than he thought and a shaky breath leaves him before he says your name to try and gently stir you awake.
when you whine and cuddle closer, he swears his soul leaves his body. "can't be helped then," he sighs out and pats your head gently, deciding that his very own royal highness deserves their rest and if he can provide even an ounce of comfort to his beloved ruler, he would sacrifice whatever it took.
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alienaiver · 1 year
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you throw yourself down onto shinsou's lap, a groan escaping you both at the impact but also from the emotional endeavor you've been going through. shinsou's hands, as if on cue, puts down his book so he can drag his fingers across your scalp. he also pets your ear, once again seemingly forgetting you're not your cat, Petunia. you forgive him solely on the fact that he's quick to lean down and give you a quick peck on the crown of your head before he asks what's up.
you tell him of yet another dramatic encounter with the family you've been trying to disconnect from for years but who refuse to loosen the grip they have on you. he listens patiently with commited hums at the right times and you bury your head into his stomach when you're done. muffled through skin and clothes you practically yell, "i want a new family!"
shinsou chuckles and tuts you lovingly, "you know shouta and hizashi would have the adoption papers for you ready in a heartbeat."
you lift your head only to give him your worst glare, "that'd make us siblings, hito, siblings!"
he grimaces at the thought too for a minute before he looks down at you and gives you a warm, lop-sided and lovesick smile, "marry me then."
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alienaiver · 2 years
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i am once again thinking about iwaizumi hajime (27) athletic trainer falling for you and for whatever reason you want to start working out a bit but you're so afraid of telling him because what if he... tries to control it or goes all in in the same way he does to professional athletes?
so you keep it a secret. you start small, a few sit-ups and pull-ups before bed - he catches you one night because he finished his shower earlier than expected and without a word bends down to hold your feet as you do the last sit-ups. he praises you like you just run a marathon in front of him and you confess to him about your small work-out routine. he gets stars in his eyes and immediately starts talking numbers but realizes quickly what he's doing and stops himself, embarassingly coughing into his arm, "i'd love to help you but i respect if i'd be... too much. just know, however, that i'll be proud no matter what you do or don't do, because i love you exactly as you."
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alienaiver · 2 years
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Me: *sees an open askbox that writes for DGM*
Me: 🏃🏼‍♀️
May i request a headcanon for Allen, Lavi and Kanda with an GN Reader that shares the same way of living like Lala ? A puppet, that only lives because of innocent but they are working for the black order with their protective sister, that made them ?
I hope this is not to much for an request ! If it is, be free to delete it !
I wish you a good day 🌱
First of all, I am so sorry for the wait, I hope it’ll be worth it!!<!!3 I’ve set it comfortably between the move to the new home and before the Alma Arc!! (‘: I wasn’t entirely sure how to go about the specifics of the doll’s “functions”? I tried to keep it as neutral as possible since I’m not sure if you meant for the puppet reader to be like, a fighting puppet, research support or something else! please let me know if you’d like it more specified, I’d be more than happy to fix it! 🧡🧡 thank you so much for requesting, I hope you enjoy these headcanon scenarios!!
wordcount: 2.3k! warnings: none! this is pure fluff :,)
Allen Walker:
Allen has to get used to you at first – not in a bad way, but you reminded him of Lala and his early start in The Order, which always feels bittersweet to him.
He avoids you because he’s afraid he’ll make you uncomfortable
Which in turn makes you afraid that you’re making him uncomfortable
Early on, you confide in your sister and Lenalee about this, unsure as to why Allen avoids you like the plague.
Lenalee offers to talk to him for you, but your sister reminds you that it’s important you communicate yourself (“if you want to get better social skills you need to train them, it’s better if you talk to him yourself!”)
And you really do try – problem is, Allen’s terribly good at dodging interactions, constantly excusing himself (“I’m so sorry but I promised to go to the lab and get my arm tested!”, “I haven’t slept in several days, I’ll find you when I’m rested!”, “I’m starving, I’ll be right back!”)
And it’s very unlike him. You know this based on other people’s interactions with him and their surprise when you tell them how he avoids you.
You end up super discouraged and decides to stop trying, what’s the point if he doesn’t want to talk with you, right?
Your sister gets pissed, absolutely vivid that he made you feel this dejected and before you can stop her, she marches to his quarters, well aware that he just came home from a mission mere hours ago, giving him a stern talking to – half the Order keeps away from you and your sister the rest of that day
You’re sitting in the common area with a book Reever has recommended to you – it’s a technical book, teaching about fungi in the woods – you weren’t sure how relevant this information would ever be to you, but the way he’d trembled in excitement as you’d asked him for recommendations had made you want to figure out what all that “fungi” was about. You vaguely notice someone clearing their throat near you but you’re trying to make heads and tails of the scientific names for mushrooms and don’t look up, figuring it’s meant to be at someone else.
“I’m sorry, is the seat taken?” when they talk to you, you almost jump out of your seat, looking up to see who was giving you such a heart attack. You’re taken aback when Allen is standing next to the couch, a nervous smile on his lips – he looks strained, is your first thought. Your second thought is the confusion as to why he’s reaching out to you, suddenly.
You sit up straighter, making room for him and he smiles gently at you before sitting down, a ‘thank you’ whispered out into the room. It’s been a few days since your sister stormed into his quarters and she’s been so livid that you actually aren’t sure what came out of her attack on him, so you’re surprised to see him here.
He clears his throat again and claps his hands together, “so… your sister, made me aware of my… errors,” he starts, scratching the back of his neck before looking down. “I didn’t avoid you because I disliked you… actually, it was the opposite!” he admits, a blush creeping onto his cheeks, “I just think you’re… cute… and I’m not entirely sure how to talk to you, I admit.”
You smile and close the book in your lap, “like you talk to anyone?” you provide and he laughs. You feel something flutter in your stomach from listening to his laugh and he finally looks at you properly, “yeah, you’re right. You want to go have lunch together?”
You scrunch up your nose initially before you can school your expression and he realize what he just asked a doll, clapping his hands together in front of him in apology, “gosh, I’m so sorry! Again, I’m so nervous… I just… I want to spend time with you… but I’m not sure how…” he admits and you can’t help but smile at his nervous antics. You reach out your hands to his left hand, missing the small jump he does upon you touching that hand so he just looks at you dumb-founded. You smile warmly at him, “you can be as nervous as you’d like! But I don’t mind going with you to eat, if you’re hungry? We can talk while you eat.”
He smiles back at you and squeezes your hands in his, “yeah, I’d like that.”
 Lavi:
Lavi is endlessly fascinated with you and your sister originally fears he wants to study you more than becoming your friend, noticing how he has so many questions to your being and work-up
He is acting very curious to make sure it’s obvious that his interest in you is definitely, completely Bookman-related (it isn’t).
So whenever you’re alone together the atmosphere is much calmer and more relaxed than what it might look like to on-lookers when you’re interacting other places
You understand why he’s doing this, quickly catching on to the tedious tidbits of being a Bookman in training and how he struggles with relations, he doesn’t ever say it out loud but you put the pieces together, knowing it’s actually bothering him a lot.
When you’re together he tries to make it fun and lighthearted first and foremost and you always laugh a lot when he’s around, one time even noticing how your cheeks ached from smiling and laughing
When you asked your sister why it’d felt sore even though you’d been having fun, she’d questioned you thoroughly about your conversations, wanting to make sure you weren’t being used or exploited
(She knows you can take of yourself but… better safe than sorry, right?)
“Man, yer sister’s really protective of you,” Lavi smiles as he sits down next to you on the ledge of the fence. You’re watching the sun rise with Lavi every morning, when possible, from the top of the building as he drinks a morning coffee – he has to go to the library early if he’s not on a mission so this is the most alone time you’re guaranteed to have on a daily basis. You lean into his shoulder with your own as you let out a laugh, “I’m not blaming her though,” he adds for good measure, pushing back against you with a warm smile on his lips.
“So what do you have to read about today?” you ask, knowing that Bookman has him on a pretty broad but set curriculum.
He tells you that his current subject is classified but that it’s very interesting – it’s obvious how excited he is and how badly he wants to go into detail but also understands his position as a bookman in training. He shifts the subject to his “free study” on food cultures all over Europe.  
He smiles as he leans back on his arms, “we don’t always need to talk about me, y’know,” he takes a sip of his coffee, looking at the scenery in front of you two. You smile, “but I do enjoy learning about you,” you reply fast and he spits out his beverage, making you laugh in surprise.
“Ah, my poor heart,” he sighs dramatically, clutching his shirt in his hands. You lightly punch him on the shoulder for teasing you and he gasps dramatically, “I was not teasing you, by God! I am simply taking care of the beating of my heart around you,” he states matter-of-factly and you boo at him, sticking out your tongue.
He looks back at the sun who’d slowly been making its appearance clearer and clearer, lighting up your home for you, “I’m not meant to have one, but you keep reminding me that I have one.”
You lean onto him again, kicking your feet a bit to alleviate the jitter that came with being nervous around him, “hey, I don’t even have a real one and you’re making me feel like I do.”
 Kanda Yuu:
Kanda wasn’t fond of you in the beginning, unable to see the purpose of you – you couldn’t fight, you would stop existing if he removed your “heart” (to which you’d replied he probably would as well, you know. “That’s how humans work.” He hadn’t had a proper comeback because it took him a couple of minutes to figure out what you meant and that pissed him off.)
He was actually the exorcist who ended up escorting you and your sister to the Order when you originally arrived, grumbling about it all the way, not making the whole “new life” thing any easier for you or your sister who were already worried about what this new life would entail
Upon seeing his attitude on your initial travel you actually made an effort to avoid him at most costs at the Order
Once, you went to the cafeteria with your sister so she could have lunch but after seeing him walk in right before you, you turn around and hide in your room (it wasn’t hiding, per see, you tried to argue when your sister came to get you and scold you)
Then your sister was away on a mission – she was with the chief of the science department, Reever, out to get supplies for you and your maintenance (just in case something ever happened, she’d assured you) but it was the first time you were without her for longer than a day at the Order and it’d made you anxious and jumpy as you made your way around the Order.
Lenalee recommended you try to meditate to spend the time and find some ease and quiet
She offers to go with you but you’re determined to do this alone, you decide. To show your sister what you’re capable of and proudly tell her about it when she comes back
You’re situated in the room, on one of the mats, ready to “meditate”
When you realize you haven’t really been properly introduced to meditation at all, making you groan in frustration.
You’re lying on the floor, limbs sprawled out on two mats in defeat, trying some random breathing exercise as a form of meditation. The door slides open and you yelp out as you try to sit up, failing miserably. As you look up you lock eyes with none other than Kanda Yuu – the man you’d very diligently been avoiding for several months. He stares back at you with the same amazement before he furrows his eyebrows and puffs out an annoyed huff. He doesn’t make an effort to leave again though, entering the room and sliding the door closed after him. He sits himself down to the right across from you, clearing his throat once before crossing his legs.
You’ve been following him with your eyes as he got settled. A thought occurs to you and you smile, starting to mirror his position. If you just did what he did – you’d be meditating, right? As you’re sitting in the exact same position you keep stealing glances at him – something’s supposed to be happening now?
Kanda’s not unaware of your staring, his brows furrowing more and more with each passing moment. Your breathing’s too loud, constantly sighing out or clearing your throat and he’s minutes from having it.
“You’re supposed to be calm when meditating,” he says and he hears you let out a gasp as he speaks. He wants to roll his eyes but he doesn’t want to make it obvious that he’s reacting to you being here, so he huffs out a small breath and straightens his back.
He hears you shuffling around and he doesn’t know what you’re up to until it becomes too much and he hurriedly looks in the direction of your sounds. He grunts out in surprise when he finds you on the mat next to him, your wide eyes locked on him, “tell me how to meditate.”
He inhales sharply, this time actually rolling his eyes, before straightening back up, “Find a comfortable position – it can be anything, but this one works for me.”
You hurriedly to mirror him again, looking invested. He’s not entirely sure why he’s doing this – had it been anyone else, he’d have cut them up with Mugen for demanding something from him like that. But you, you’re somehow different and he’s curious as to why.
He closes his eyes again to keep a blush from creeping up on his face, “close your eyes and relax. Don’t try to control your breathing or your thoughts, just… be.”
You let out a groan, “really? Just be?” you mimic him in a mocking tone and he sends you a very him kind of death glare, “you want my help or not?”
You squeak out before going back into position, “alright, alright. I’ll just… be, then.”
You sit there in silence and your eyebrow ticks at each passing second but right before you’re about to groan and flail dramatically, you feel his arm on top of yours, “I told you to relax, didn’t I?”
You inhale sharply and feel heat bloom where you’re touching, instantly relaxing. You exhale slowly, feeling the frustration leave your body as it relaxes. Alright, you can do this, right?
In your concentration you miss Kanda’s smirk, though you do notice that his hand doesn’t leave you for the rest of the session.
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alienaiver · 2 years
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OMG a blog that does DGM!!! Could I get some random relationship headcanons of lavi please? I miss him🥺
YEYE HELLO!!!!  and god you and me boTH 😭😭 i want him back asap blease<3 (and in one piece THANKS)
i kept these fluff and in a modern!au kind of setting but it’s kinda free (real estate)
wordcount: 554 words warnings: none, cute fluff to ignore canon</3, genderneutral reader!
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When Lavi falls in love, he falls hard
The first time he actually realizes he's in love with you is because he gave Bookman a list of symptoms he experienced and asked if there's any rare diseases where these would make sense (he hadn’t made the connection yet that you were the common denominator because sometimes he had the “symptoms” when he was with your entire friend group and not just you.)
Lavi's also a little bit of a coward, romantically - because he's a dork and inexperienced in flirting
So it takes him a while to really start flirting with you, and when he does, it’s chaotic as heck
The first long list of pick-up lines he throws at you are hand-picked from hours of research (most of them fall flat or just straight up confuses you) and he even throws three or four in within the same 30 minutes out of sheer panic that they don’t seem to be working!
He loves playing with hair -  any length!! You’ve fallen asleep on the couch with him and when you wake up, his hand is still massaging your scalp gently. You turn around slightly, expecting to be met with his emarald eye and one of his warm smiles but instead, he’s sleeping peacefully, his hand still running along your scalp gently.
Whenever you have an outing together, Lavi LOVES when you pick his outfit. Not because hes a fashion disaster, he’s got a basic and decent taste (but his color match-ups are sometimes atrocious)
He just feels a sense of pride when he’s walking around town with you in an outfit you picked, that you think suits him (also boosts his ego and makes him feel a little bit handsome<3)
OBVIOUSLY doesn’t mind making them himself if you’re busy or don’t want to, but it’s an act that makes him feel a bit special
Proudly tells everyone you meet that you’re dating. He went with you to a work dinner once and told them that you’re together - they all nodded and one of your co-workers answered with a confused, “we know..?”
Lavi knows every single one of your comfort foods and drinks for every kind of occasion - you’re feeling sad and down? Let him run to the store real quick and he’s back with everything that might cheer you up - including your favorite comfort movie at the ready. You’re pissed off and frustrated about something? He’s already made you that hot beverage you like as he gently massages your shoulders and let’s you get it out of your system!
His favorite past time is reading aloud for you. He’s never really read aloud for anyone like this, so it feels extremely intimate to him and he fought through a blush the entire first time he did it, poor boy was stuttering through the first chapter until he got more comfortable (because you grabbed his free hand and squeezed.)
His favorite animals are foxes, because they’re in his favorite color, so he’s definitely gotten you and him matching fox kigurumis!
Lavi can't sing clean to save his life, but when you're cuddled up close in bed and he gruffly almost whisper-murmurs out lullabies that Allen taught him, it feels like home and you fall asleep with a smile on your face
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THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING <3 i hope these are to your liking !! lmk if you'd like more, i love doing anything d gray man 🥹🥹🧡🧡
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alienaiver · 1 year
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HOLD ON. MEET CUTE W KENMA AT A CON. UR COSPLAYING HIS FAVORITE CHARA FROM HIS FAVORITE GAME. AFTER SEEING U IN HIS COMPANY'S STALL AT GAMEROOM HE DUCKS TO THE NEAREST CORNER TO CALL KUROO PANICKY WITH SWEATY PALMS
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alienaiver · 2 years
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kuroo's started walking around with a bag.
not his usual work briefcase, either. this is for his off-time stuff - in the beginning you noticed he only wore it with you, but he must've found convenience in it, because now he brings it every time he's got an outing.
you don't realize what the purpose of it really was until you're in the museum together and your cane breaks - it makes sense, it's your oldest foldable and it wasn't the most sturdy one on the market back when you bought it. you're about to apologize and say you can't continue touring the museum without your cane when he opens his bag and takes out another foldable cane - you realize it's yours a little belatedly, the one you ordered because you expected the broken one to die off soon.
"i carry it around just in case! i noticed your favorite was getting old and feared this might happen - i also have some water and some of your medicine, if you'd like!" he smiles at you and it's not his usual style of mischievous but that doesn't make it any less smaller or brighter. you laugh at him and thank him, feeling tears well up at him being so considerate of your disabilities. you never thought you'd find a man so understanding and so willing to go out of his way to support you - he leans in close to your face, the on-brand smile of his now adoring his face, "if you'd like, i'd accept a thank you kiss," he teases to get you out of your stupor. you swat at his chest with another laugh before giving him a quick peck on the lips, "thank you tetsu, you have no idea how much this means to me."
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alienaiver · 2 years
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kuroo's cat ends up liking you a lot more than it likes him and he's in total distress. on one hand it makes his heart squeeze fondly upon seeing you both all cuddled up in his bed together but on the other hand? now neither his significant other NOR his cat wants to cuddle with him? how atrocious
which is obviously just him being dramatic as you both still adore cuddling with him - so you invite the pouty baby of a man into your arms and as you give him a kiss on his forehead, promise him that he can always third-wheel the two of you. he forgives you easily for your betrayal solely because your laugh makes him so stupidly lovestruck and weak.
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